Gym Buddy

   His name was Chad. Perfect. He was about five foot eight, with a really well toned but not overly muscular body. I like my fucktoys to be fit, but not more than I am. He was a college student, working at an investment firm while he studied.  He was totally straight and had a girlfriend. I wouldn't have it any other way. I do a lot of research on a boy before I approach him, but I knew the first time I saw him at the gym, that I had to have his ass. More than that. I had to have him crawling at my feet, a totally broken piece of boy pussy. So I bided my time. 

   When you are choosing a boy cunt you have to find someone who might be subconsciously submissive. Don't get me wrong. Not a wuss! I like nice strong, sharp, intelligent young men, but guys who lean toward being socially quiet and perhaps are somewhat introspective. Chad kept to himself around the gym. He would not and smile at other guys, but always minded his own business, and seldom talked to anyone. My buddy owns the gym and knows what I am into, so he helped me out by providing file info on my prospective boytoy. 

   He worked out early in the morning before work or later in the evening. This was great for me because the gym was pretty empty both those times. I took a look at him in the shower several times to make certain the smooth bubble ass was as perfect as I had suspected. It was. A nice deep crack. He had a good chest with the kind of puffy nipples that I love to turn into juicy sow tits. The bonus was that he had a really full thick dick which hung over a really hefty sack of nuts. Those nuts would be really fun to play with. I don't need to point out do I, that I play rough, and before I was through with the young male cunt, he would be hauling heavy cement blocks across the room by his nuts alone. I like his young intense sensitive face, the face of an up and coming businessman. Or of an up and coming cunt fucked cocksucking piece of boyshit! 

    When I was ready, I approached him. I had to take a pass four mornings in a row because of other guys working out, but on the fifth day, I had the young pup to myself. He returned from taking his shower with his towel wrapped around his small waist. Unlike myself and some other dudes who are proud of themselves and strut around the locker room with our big fat pricks swinging, Chad kept himself covered. He went to his tiny cubicle of lockers and stood perplexed at the sight of his clothes locker open and empty. I stood behind him, totally bare assed, my fuckmeat twitching. 

    "I broke into your locker and emptied it out." I said, cheerfully. He turned to stare at me, not even certain at first that he had heard correctly. 

    "You broke into it?" He frowned. He was a cute young fucker. I saw the muscles tense beneath his smooth skin. He had only minimal body hair and a real boyishness about him. 

    "Well, not really. The boss here is a friend of mine and he gave me a lock snip. I mean, I broke in, but with his knowledge. You're Chad. I have been wanting to talk to you for a while." He was confused, which is a really good state for a future boycunt to be in. 

   "Where are my clothes, and my gym bag and my wallet and shit?" he looked really angry, and was cut when angry. He actually made fists. 

   I raised one hand. "Calm down, young man Calm down. Take it easy." I smiled at him. He seemed intimidated by my nakedness and the casual ease with which I placed one naked foot up on the bench next to him, making my dick and fucksack wobble. 

   "Maybe I don't want to calm down. What the fuck is going on? Maybe I want to see the manager!" He started to move passed me, and I put one hand on his smooth naked chest. 

   "Please, allow me to explain."  He stood down. He didn't know where to look, as I was there blocking his way, totally bare assed. "I locked your stuff in another locker for safe keeping. It's all there." 

    He blinked at me nervously and licked his full young future cocksucker lips. "And why did you do this? " he asked with a sneer. 

    "So that you would have to hear me out. I want to chat with you about our future relationship, and I want to make sure you hear me out."

    "What fucking future relationship. I don't even know you." He shifted from one wet foot to the other, and his towel slid lower on his hips, showing me a nice hard lower abdomen.  

    "Well that's the thing. You don't even know me, so will you just calm down please and listen to me?" I smiled my friendliest smile. 

    He raised his hands, open palms toward me.  "All right. All right. What do you want?" 

    I broadened my smile. "That's better. Let's get along." 

   "I repeat, what do you want?" 

    "I want to fuck your ass." 

    You could have cut through the silence in that locker room with a knife. The kid just stared at me in silence for like fifteen seconds, but it seemed like fifteen minutes. His cute mouth hung open in disbelief. 

   "Did you just say what I think you said?" 

   "I said I want to fuck your ass. You have a very very cute ass and I want to shove my dick up it. I have a very big dick and it will probably hurt like hell the first five or six times, but eventually it should be no problem." I kept my smile.  His breathing grew heavier with tension. He curled in his lower lip and glowered at me. I readied myself incase he was about to take a swing at me, but he stifled his anger.  

   "Look buddy, you've got the wrong dude. I'm not gay. Okay? Now give me back my clothes and let me be on my way." 

   "Oh, I know you're not gay. I wouldn't be interested in you if you were. I want one hundred percent pure virgin boy ass. I also enjoy breaking in a straight boy." 

    "I have had enough of this shit!" he was up for a tussle and tried to push himself around me. I threw him back against the lockers hard. I knew the metal and hanging locks must have hurt. He grunted and winced and I moved in. I bitch slapped him half a dozen times, forehand and backhand. I was not gentle. His cute face swung from side to side, spit flying. I held him by the throat and slapped that cute face until my hand prints could be seen on his cheeks. Anger was replaced by terror in his eyes. 

    "Shut the fuck up and don't make a scene. Calm down, do you hear me?" I slapped him again. "Do you hear me?" He was whimpering now, and a trickle of blood ran form one corner of his mouth. "Nod if you hear me!"  He nodded. I spun him around and sat him down on the bench. I stood over him, my dick just about the height of his mouth, and swinging in front of his face. 

   "Chad you are going to have to settle down and listen to me. All of this commotion will only hurt you. I need to talk to you." He wiped the blood off  on the back of his arm and started to rise again, and I pushed him back down, hard. "Sit still." 

    "Help me, somebody help me.." he tried to yell, but another hard slap cut him off by the third word. My buddy Rick who runs the place had seen to it that the locker room was "temporarily" closed. 

     Chad was crying now, pretty hard. I love to see a young man cry. Especially a well built straight young man. It makes my dick hard. I wanted to control my dick on this particular occasion because my fucker is pretty awesome, and I didn't want to scare the little shit too much in the beginning. 

    I stood over him. "Take off your towel!" I ordered quietly.  He looked up at me, terrified and shook his head. I grabbed him buy the hair and yanked his head back. "Take off the fucking towel. I don't like giving orders twice."  He whipped the towel off and sat there naked. My foot was up on the bench next to his thigh, and my fat dick was almost hitting him in the face as it swung back and forth. His mouth moved, but no sounds came out...then finally, "Why are you doing this to me?" 

    "I told you, because I want to fuck you."

    "But, I'm not...I don't want you to fuck me!" I was still holding him by the hair. 

    "That's the first thing you need to understand. What you want doesn't matter any more. It doesn't mean fuck. From now on, it's all about what I want. You need to understand that. Now spread your legs wide. When ever you sit from now on, you will sit with your legs spread wide." 

     He whimpered and tried to turn away, but I had him by the hair on his head. "Do you  want me to slap you some more?"  He made kind of high squealing noises.  

    "I assume that is a no. Then spread your fucking legs." He did. He does have a really beautiful cock, nice and plump. And his nuts ride low in a nice long full fuckbag. He sat there, legs spread, toes curled in terror looking up at me. I smiled and eased myself down onto the bench next to him, straddling the seat so I could face him. 

    "If you had just listened to me calmly, none of this would have happened. Now can we talk please like two mature adults?" I put a hand on his naked shoulder. I could see he thought about pulling away and decided against it. Good boy. 

    "Here's the deal. I find myself very attracted to you. So I want to fuck you, but that is just the tip of the iceberg. You see, I am into heavy humiliation and degradation. This is how I get off. So you and I are going to undertake a sort of training program. I am going to train you to be my own personal little fuck pig. I am going to humiliate you publicly and privately. I am going to fuck your ass and teach you how to suck dick. Now listen carefully. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. The easy way is for you to understand and just do everything I tell you to. The hard way is for you to resist. Either way, I get my way in the end. It doesn't matter to me. Are you with me so far?"  I smiled and gently kneaded his naked shoulder. He pulled his legs together slightly. 

    "ugh, ugh, ugh, legs spread wide.' I grabbed one puffy pink nipple and pinched.  His eyes grew wide. Again the tried to speak, but couldn't. His legs opened and his dick trembled a bit. 

    "We are going to have lots of fun together. You just need to relax and accept your fate. You know, sometimes, we face things we cannot fight, and we just have to accept and submit. This is one of those times for you." 

    He shook his head. "I don't understand..." he mumbled. 

    "Of course you understand. You're going to become my full time fuck boy for the next few months. When I'm through with you, you can go back to your life. Speaking of your life, Chad, it's going to change quite a bit. You see, being trained by me is going to be a pretty full time occupation. Everything from what and when you eat and drink to when you shit and piss will be controlled by me. Most of the day, you will have a dick in your mouth or up your ass. Not mine all the time, goodness, even I don't have that much sexual stamina. But I want you fucked alot, and I want you sucking lots of dick every day, so I have a bunch of guys lined up who will help us, including my buddy Rick who owns this place. 

   'I've...I've got a girlfriend. I don't want to have sex with guys," he moaned, tears filling his beautiful eyes.  I was gently flicking his big nipple now. 

   "Well, that's the thing. A girlfriend will only get in the way of your concentration, not to mention that I don't want you sticking your nice big fat dick into anyone, least of all a pussy. So the first thing you will do when you leave the gym this morning is call your girlfriend and break up with her."

    "You...you can't make me do that!" 

    "Why do you have to go and say things like that for, Chad?" I twisted his nipple until he was crumpled up over my naked chest, sobbing with pain. He tried to use his hands to stop me, but I slapped them away with my other hand. I grabbed him by the hair again and yanked his head back and to one side. That place his face next to me and below me. I gobbed and spit in his face four or five times. The spit ran off his face and he started to gag. I pushed his head down onto my thigh, his nose and mouth half an inch from my thickening prick. I held his head until he calmed down and stopped squirming. 

    "So, where were we? You will break up with your girlfriend. Then you will go to your job and quit! I can't have you working when I am trying to train you" 

   "Quit...quit my job? How will I live? How will I ....." 

    " I will take care of you. Don't worry. I will provide everything you need."

    "But my rent...my.." I gently pushed his face into my thigh so he could taste my skin, my sweat, my leg hair. 

    "I'll take care of your rent, if we decide to keep your apartment. Let's take one step at a time, huh? So you will break up with your girlfriend, quit your job, and then you will drop out of school." He tried to jerk his head up. He was almost hysterical. 

    "Drop out? I need to go to school. You can't make me do that. I need school!" The words tumbled out. 

    "You don't need school to be a cocksucker and an assfuked cuntboy. I'll teach you all of that. That's what I'm here for. They'll refund your tuition for this semester. Tell  them you have family problems or are sick or something. I want you to do all of this by noon today. Understand? The you will go to your bank and withdraw all of your money and close your account. Don't worry, I don't need your money, I am quite wealthy. But I need to control your finances and your options. Then, you will go back to your place. You will take all of your clothes. Every last stitch and put them into garbage bags. You shoes, underwear, pants, shirts everything. Anything you wear from now on, I will provide. The you will kneel bare assed naked in the middle of your living room and wait for me to arrive I will come by some time this afternoon or evening. You just kneel there and wait. Kneel with your legs apart. Then, we'll begin your training. Got that?" 

    I wish you could have seen the look on his cute young face. So helpless, so vulnerable. It was like a thousand thoughts were colliding in his head at the same time. 

    "I really like my girlfriend." he managed at last.

    "That's nice. Maybe she'll wait until I'm finished with you. Although if past experience is any teacher, by the time I am finished with you, you will be a cockhungry boysow, who lives only for dick. A cum dump human toilet, who gets aroused at the most perverted sick and disgusting things imaginable. I know that seems impossible now, but give me a chance, huh? So, tell your cunt that you will be very busy for the next few months, but you will look her up in the future. That's fine with me." 

      We froze for a moment, there in the gym, looking into each others eyes, and he could tell that I was stronger than him in every way. I gave him another gentle smile and shook my head from side to side. "You are going to be such a great fuck." 

    "What if I don't do it. What if I don't do anything you say?"  

    "Then you will be hurt very badly. You will suffer, and you will still in the end do what I say. UYou cannot beat me, Chad. But I can beat you in every form of the word. I can make you wish you were dead, and then hurt you still more. And then there is your family in Ohio, and your little brother." 

   "What?" He was suddenly alert, blinking, mouth open, nostrils twitching. God he was cute. 

   "I don't even want to talk about that. It's a terrible thing to even suggest to somebody, and I don't want an awful thing like that to get in the way of our relationship. But I really wouldn't try to cross me or disobey me, or others could also suffer. Do we understand each other? I know all about your life. I know all about your family. Now you have a busy morning ahead of you.I want you on your knees in your living room, bare assed, with the front door unlocked by one o'clock in the afternoon. Job, girlfriend, school, bank. Got that?"  I ruffled his hair and stood up. I allowed my half hard prick to brush against his arm as I swung my leg over the bench. He pulled back. 

   I had to chuckle.  "Don't be afraid of my dick, Chad. You and my dick are going to be best friends. More than friends, lovers. More than that. You are going to learn to worship my cock like it's your God! Now how about giving it a nice little kiss." 

   "You want me to..." 

   "Kiss my dick. Nothing too romantic. We'll get to that this afternoon. Just give it a nice little kiss on the dickhead." 

   "I..I don't want to go against you. I really don't, but...I don't think I can do that. I really don't think I can..." he was burbling in anguish. 

   "Don't make me angry again,Chad. Just lean in and give my cockhead a nice kiss. Make believe you're kissing your girlfriend's lips." I decided to help the boy the first time, so I put my hand to the back of his head and brought him in to my fuckmeat. I felt his lips against my dick, and my pecker gave a little lurch. A drop of pre-fuck appeared at the pisslips. I release his head, and he held his lips to me prick skin for a moment and then pulled back. He looked up at me. 

   "Chad, I felt your lips on my fucker, but you didn't give it a kiss. Now you have to do it again. Now give it a nice kiss this time." 

   He gulped and sobbed. "I DON'T WANT TO KISS A GUY'S DICK!" he chortled. 

    "Of course you don't, Chad. But like I said, I am heavily into humiliation and degradation. That's all part of the fun. I mean this is nothing, absolutely nothing to what you will be doing in the days to come. So, might as well get started. Think of your family, Chad. What's your little bro's name, Billy, right? And Billy is twelve and goes to Morton Middle school, correct? Kiss my dick, Chad!" 

    Chad kissed my dick. He kissed his first dick. He put his heterosexual lips to dickmeat for the very first time. It was a start. We had made a start along a road from which he would never come back. He belonged to me. 

    "There now, that wasn't so bad, was it? A nice little kiss on my dick. Good boy, Chad. Now you'd better get going. You have lot's to do before this afternoon. I know where you live, so no need to give me directions. You're you'r going to need your car keys and some ID for the bank and school, right? Oh, and your cell phone to call your ex-girlfriend. ' I reached into a nearby open locker and took out his ID and car keys. 

    He looked around helplessly.  'My clothes..." he whispered, seemingly broken already, although I knew there was much more breaking to do. 

   "Oh yeah. Remember I said, I would provide all your clothes from now on. So, here's what I want you to wear this morning when you quit your job and drop out of school and go to the bank."  

     I opened another locker and threw down to him a pair of flip-flops, a pair of very small pink satin shorts, and a pink tee shirt that was cut off just below the nipples and also had the arms cut off. On the back of the tee shirt in white letters were the words, "I SUCK!" 

     Big, fresh old tears trailed down his sweet young face when he saw his new clothing. "You expect me to go out in public, wearing that?" he almost wailed eventually, still frozen and staring at the clothing. 

    "Yes, I expect you to wear whatever I tell you to wear, whenever I tell you to. I expect you to do whatever I tell you to do. Now get dressed, and get going, Chad. I do not like to repeat myself. I would love to fuck you here and now. Your ass looks so sweet, but I want to do this right and take one thing at a time. I have to admit, I can't wait to finger your moist tight asshole, but we'll get that that this afternoon. Oh for shit's sake stop crying. Don't be such a baby. You can do this. You will do this. And we are going to have a great time!"