Matt gets Owned

[Ranger Rick]

On 1/28/2019 at 6:42 PM, grubbysubby said:

I had a respectable job that paid well, a good group of friends and an active social life. I was an LGBTQI Alliance member at work, I volunteered at a homeless shelter on Wednesday nights, I was  an active member of my community. Yes. I was a fucking Boy Scout! Last but not least, I was a member of a CrossFit gym here and took my fitness very seriously

What's the gay chem porn equivalent of "Mary Sue."

[Cleancutfukkr]

When is the next installment? Great start!

[Guest fagpig]

Great start,  please continue

[Guest grubbysubby]

Hi folks... apologies for the delay... This is total fiction, although Matt is very much real, works as a landscaper, trains at my CrossFit affiliate and is the subject of many a spank bank fantasy... Also, apologies for the shortish chapters... this writing thing is harder than I thought!

Part 2...

I had the makings of a plan, although there was a lot that needed to fall into place for it to work. Hell, I needed the landscaping done anyway; so why not engage the firm that employed Matt and hope that he got assigned to my job? I need not have worried - Matt found out that I was using his firm and was so enthusiastic about the support that he actually requested that he be assigned to the job himself! Like I said: nice guy. But I didn't want nice Matt...

As the job progressed, Matt and I formed an unlikely friendship... he was genuinely interested in my training and offered to work out with me in my home gym when he was done for the day. It was at moments like this that I had doubts about what I was doing - ultimately I knew I had to play it really cool if I was to get into this stud's pants and not blow whatever trust and friendship there was between us out of the water. No, I suspected that Matty was hiding a seriously kinky side and I was determined to expose it and exploit it but not at the cost of our friendship.

So there I was chatting to Matt after one of our sessions. I was in a weird mixture between heaven and hell... here was this gorgeous specimen of a man; sweaty after a hard day's labour; helping me train in my gym... shirtless, sweat running in rivulets down his perfect chest, cascading over his abs and eventually soaking his boardshorts so that they were translucent. I was certain he caught me looking. I must admit that, in hindsight, I was starting to suspect that I was the one getting played rather than Matt. In any case, we trained hard and relaxed by the pool after each day's work. The typically brutal Brisbane summer was not disappointing and Matt was the picture of exhaustion at the end of each humid day.

One Friday, at the end of our work out, Matt and I were chatting with our feet dangling in the pool. I've got a big thing for feet... man, what I would have done to get my hands on those feet! Especially after a long day in safety boots! Anyway, I digress... Matt and I were speaking about supplements and I turned the conversation to BCAAs - they taste like shit and are the perfect disguise for a healthy bump of miss Tina to hasten Matt's demise.

I did not want to take any chances, so I was determined to make sure that whatever dosage in the BCAAs was going to be enough to get my young victim totally wired. I know we read stories where people are given a slam of 0.4g for their first but the real world is a little different. Even 0.1g of miss T for a novice is enough to get them totally wasted.

So there I was, mixing the BCAAs into shaker bottles and adding 01.g of my "very own special ingredient" into Matt's shaker. We agreed that the best way to drink BCAAs was to down them in one hit and this was exactly what I was hoping for. I was really having to play it cool, though... if I let out the little whoop of delight that I wanted to let out when Matt downed his cocktail in one shot, I am sure it would have aroused suspicion.  But there it was... the deed was done. I immediately washed both bottles thoroughly to erase any evidence!

 Very quickly, Matt started to feel the effects of the T running through his system. If it was at all possible, he started to sweat even more and his white board shorts were even more transluscent, giving me more than a glimpse of his perfect glutes and the outline of a seriously respectable cock. I helped him to the weights bench where we had been training just a short while before as wave after wave hit him. He started to absent-mindedly fondle his meat and remark how horny he was all of a sudden... He had already stripped his shirt and I had to stop myself from suggesting that he take his boardies off too! But, again, I needed to play it cool if I was to savour his perfect butt without ruining our friendship at the same time. If I had my way, Matt and I would take our friendship to a whole new level - one where he played a submissive role to my dominant one.

 

Edited February 10, 2019 by grubbysubby
Duplicated text removed

[Monster5-8gPA]

I like how this is progressing! Your keeping me on the edge of my seat wanting more!??

[Neverenoughcum]

Damn, I so want to be the landscaper.  Load me up and use me!!!

[TustinBB]

Another good story fucked up with dark font and dark background.   Would love to read it can't see it.

[Guest grubbysubby]

2 minutes ago, TustinBB said:

Another good story fucked up with dark font and dark background.   Would love to read it can't see it.

It shouldn’t be... the mods corrected the formatting on part 1 and part 2 has no external formatting st all. The only bit with the old formatting is on a post on page 1 where the original was quoted...

[Guest grubbysubby]

Part 3...

"Dear fucking God I am horny!" exclaimed Matt as he still fondled his dick in his boardies. 

"Have you got any porn we can watch so I can beat off?" he asked me.

"Sure," I replied, "Not sure you will like my selection though!"

"I'll beat off to anything" he answered - although I was not too sure he would like my collectionof heavy BDSM gay porn.

"Let me start you off with something tame." I said as I booted up my laptop and switched on the tv.

I found something with Blue Bailey getting worked over by some aggressive tops. I figured, "May as well go for broke - if he freaks out and runs, I'll be gutted, but it may just work out."

Matt stared at the screen transfixed. He had stopped stroking but was not jumping up and running away, not did he seem repulsed. Eventually, he rteached up and started to tweak his nipples while muttering "Fuck, yeah!" under his breath. His cock had started to grow. "Maybe he's one of the lucky cunts who can stay hard on tina!" I thought - very envious!

Matt seemed to be getting into Blue getting brutalised more and more. "Like that sort of action?" I asked him. He blushed a little and admitted that the thought of being in Blue's position turned him on. I realised that I had potentially hit pay dirt. I had had no idea that he was gay, let alone that he would be into the sort of action that I was.

"You ready to see something a little more hard core?" I asked. Without waiting for an answer, I grabbed HDK's Hole Hunters. There is a scene where Bob Lowe is fucked and fisted over a motorbike by a leather daddy that is one of my favourite scenes in porn. I put the scene on and watched Matt for his reaction.

"Do you have any of the leather that these guys are wearing? I've always wanted to get some but never had the guts!" he admitted to me, again staring at the screen.

Oh fuck, I really had hit the jackpot. I told Matt to follow me and went to my basement where I had a very, very well equipped dungeon. I had a sling, a St Andrew's Cross, a fuck bench, stocks, a series of paddles, quirts, whips etc. and a good collection of leather. Matt's eyes were even wider than they had been before... I selected a bulldog harness, an arm band, a slave collar and some leather gloves. I told him to take his boardies off.

He was wearing a very stained, crusty Bike jock strap that I could smell from a couple of feet away... oh my God, this was going to be fun! Matt got into the gear... he needed some assistance to fit it since he was a novice but he looked like a fucking dream when he was finished. We finished the look by him putting his sweaty socks back on and a pair of black boots - we were more or less the same size, the boots possibly being a little big for him.

Now he looked similar to the stud on screen getting worked over by the leather daddy. 

"You've spiked my BCAA's, you cunt!" he said to me, looking directly into my eyes. Fuck! This was the moment of truth - he was either going to fuck me up, or leave and then fuck me up, or get the police involved - every fucking nightmare scenario ran through my mind and I was almost crapping myself I was so scared.

"All you had to do was ask." and he knelt down in front of me and reached for my cock. Jesus! The relief was almost palpable... "Do you want some more? Do you slam?" I asked - hoping against hope that his answer would be yes.

"I'd like to give it a go." was his affirmative answer. I directed him to the sling and secured his ankles and his wrists - he was now completely at my mercy. I got a spider gag from the cupboard and secured it in place and then placed a mask over his eyes. "Don't move" was all I said as I went to the sink to prepare some rigs...

Again, I wanted to make sure he was flying and I prepared a 0.2g rig for him. I prepared a much smaller dose for myself and walked over to where he was restrained. I started the Go Pro I had mounted on the sling frame and swabbed his arm... Fuck, I love a guy wth veiny forearms. The way they coil and chord around the muscles and look so fucking hot! I easily found a vein (he did not even need a tourniquet) and I registered and slowly depressed the plunger.

Matt went completely rigid in the sling and started coughing and drawing heaving breaths of air. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck...." was all that was coming out of his mouth. He was so fucking hot, I could hardly contain myself!

I decided that some electro was on the cards and I left Matt rushing in the sling to prepare...

[Guest grubbysubby]

Part 4...

I walked back to the sling with my power box. I grabbed some J-Lube and started to open up his hole. He was moaning around his gag and thrusting his ass out towards me so I added a second, third and fourth finger into his pulsating ass, twisting them around, opening him up. I added first, second, third and fourth fingers from my second hand and gave his ass a good working over. "Soon my little slut, I'll give you a ride you will not forget," I muttered to him. He just moaned and gyrated some more. Soon, I grabbed a large electro butt plug and I worked it into his ass. His ass resisted a bit but the plug was soon pushed past the resistance I felt and his ass snapped around the narrow bit just before the base. I twisted the plug and punched it a few times to make him groan. I placed two electric pads to his cock and balls and connected all three to the power box. I started with the setting on a wave programme that would make it feel like he was getting fucked.

Meanwhile, I connected the violet wand to the mains and started to run the small electrode up and down his torso. I reached up and removed the gag. He moved his mouth around to ease the cramp in his jaw and all that came out of his mouth was a strangled "fuck, yeah" - it seemed to be all that could say since the slam!

I stepped out of my sweaty, rank underwear and shoved them into his mouth. He moaned appreciatively! I continued to run the violet wand up and down his torso, paying special attention to his nipples. Each time I drew the wand away he would arch his back and push his chest towards the electrode.

I stepped away for a second and upped the power on the pads and the butt plug. His cock was rock hard and burping out an almost constant stream of pre-cum. He had produced so much, it had pooled in his abs. I took the gag from his mouth and gave him a thorough wipe down - making sure to collect all the sweat from his pits, cock and balls and collected all the precum from his abs. The gag was a sodden mess of his and my sweat, his precum and a few day's worth of starch. I approached him again and stuffed the gag in his mouth. His cock lurched as I did so, and I knew I wanted to push this boy's limits!

I cranked up the violet wand some more and ran it over his nipples. He groaned and I moved the electrode down his chest, to his abs, over his cock and to his balls. He yelped a little when I got there, so I increased the power some more and did it again. He was thrashing about on the sling a little but his cock was still rock hard and the precum was still flying out of his piss slit. 

I put the violet wand away and went to my freezer to grab a bag of ice cubes. I walked over to him and started to run the ice over his nipples, eliciting a gasp from my bound stud, and ran them all over his torso. For good measure, I took the gag from his mouth and stuffed some of the cubes into the gag. Every time he swallowed, the combined effluvia of his sweat, precum and whatever else was ingrained in the fabric of my underwear would tickle his taste buds and trickle down his throat. I could see his Adam's apple feverishly working as he swallowed the potent brew.

With the gag still in place, I removed the blindfold and approached him with a gas mask. He looked at it lustfully. I cocked my head, the unspoken question hanging in the air. I did not want to do anything to him that he did not want to do himself. He nodded his head and I placed the gas mask over his head. I fed the hose around to one of the sling's supports and placed the open end over an open bottled of poppers and told him to take deep hits until I told him to stop.

I lost count at 20 and waited two or three more breaths before taking the hose away from the bottle. I grabbed his safety boots with his rank socks still stuffed inside and moved the hose into one of the boots. He groaned in the gas mask. I think he realised he would not be getting much fresh air for a while...

Edited February 12, 2019 by grubbysubby
Added part number to post...

[Guest grubbysubby]

Part 5...

I did not want my stud to tire too quickly, so I took the gas mask off him, undid the restraints and turned the electro off. I helped him out of the sling and led him to a rubber mattress I have in the corned of the room. I layed him down and started to give him a rub down, again with the gag but also a fluffy towel. I had him lay down and I started to suck on his balls and his cock. Again, he was writhing with pleasure. I wanted this whole night to be about him.

I am an expert deep throater and I took his whole 8.5 inches down my throat. His eyes just bugged out and he emitted a low, proloned groan as I deep throated his tool. All the while I fondled his balls, every now and then giving them a good squeeze.

"What are you into, mate?" I asked him, "How far do you want this to go?"

"Fuck! This is incredible!" he exclaimed, "I want you to expand my horisons! I'll yell if there is something I am not comfortable with!"

I leaned over him and gave each pit a thorough tongue bath. I licked along his jaw line, plunged my tongue into each ear, licked down his torso and then went to sucking and (not so) gently nibbling on each nipple. I continued this while absently giving his cock a tug every few minutes to keep him aroused. Again, he was moaning and gurgling and his toes were curling and he was just so damned cute! How did I get so lucky? To end our little sojourn on the bed, I gave him a quick massage to make sure that he did not cramp up after our next session.

I reached underneath the bed and grabbed some restraints that I have and snapped them on his wrists and ankles. I tightened the straps until he was securely tied... possibly just a little too tightly for his liking because he looked at me with wide eyes... I am not a total sadist, so I loosened them ever so slightly and the relief, trust and appreciation in his eyes made me realise more and more that this boy could easliy be mine by the time the evening was done...

I fitted the sodden gag and the gas mask again, insterted the tube into the sweaty boot. His cock lurched as the sleaze factor of the encounter was eased up a notch. I started to run my hands over his body. I grabbed a ball stretcher and manhandled his cock and balls into the device. I tightened it, again just till I saw him jerk a little... I did not want to hurt him too much.

I grabbed a small corner of tissue paper and soaked it in poppers and placed it at the corner of the gas mask tube, just to add a little more chemical enhancement to his evening.

I restarted the electro butt plug and pads and upped the power again just to the point where he was a little uncomfortable. He would quickly get used to it anyway and I could up the power some more.

I went over to the cupboard and I grabbed a ball of twine and a bag of pegs. Not traditional clothes pegs, but a slight stronger kind with rubberised ends. I spent a good few minutes threading the twine through the holes in the pegs and started to peg up and down his legs, on his nipples, along his biceps and triceps, all along his chest, down throgh his armpits, along his cock and balls right down into his ass. 

I lined about six along each trap, so that they ran along his shoulders and even attached a couple to his ears. I also ran some along his forearms and then down to his calves. I made sure to give his cock head some attention too.

All the while, he was groaning; and he was writhing as much as the restraints would allow. I grabbed my phone and took a couple of snaps.

I knelt down on the bed next to him and licked around some of the pegs on his chest and elsewhere on his body. I would lightly nip at the flesh surrounding the pegged site as well as licking the flesh between the pegs themselves. Occassionally, I would twist the pegs and he would howl into his gag but his cock was still hard and the precum was still flowing.

I knew that the next bit may be a bit much for some areas, so I made sure to take the pegs off his ears, his cock, his ass and his balls. As the blood flowed back into each site, I made sure to pull, pinch and slap the area so that he really felt it.

I then grabbed the gas mask tube and fitted it over the bottle of poppers and grabbed a prepared rig from the table. I walked over to him, told him to lie still, swabbed, found a vein and delivered him his second slam of the evening... As the coughing fit ensued and he was rushing more than he had ever rushed in his young life, I grabbed the twine and ripped the pegs off his body in one massive zipper - he howled and thrashed on the bed and screamed around the gag - but, again, his turgid cock told me he loved it!

 

[Guest grubbysubby]

Part 6...

I knew I wanted to do this next part so badly and ask Matt whether he had enjoyed it when we were recovering - I have had it done to me and I loved it. I grabbed a candle from the table next to the bed and, while Matt was still groaning as the feeling returned to his skin where the pegs had stopped the blood flow, started to drip candle wax all over him. I paid special attention to his nipples, cock and balls and he was groaning appreciatively. I knew it was not burning him because it was a low-temperature wax candle specially manufactured for BDSM play. I had encased his entire shaft, balls, a good portion of his pelvis, left a trail all the way up his torso. I had entombed his nipples and left a good, crusty coating of cooling wax in his armpits. There was very little of his gorgeous body that was not covered in some sort of wax anywhere from his groin to his neck. The beauty of wax play, similar to pegs, is taking the wax off. Matt was reasonably hairless on his chest and he trimmed his treasure trail, pubes and pits but there was still enough hair to ellicit the odd yelp from him as I removed the wax. It was especially tender when I took the wax from his cock, balls, ass, pubes and around his treasure trail. As I removed the wax, I trailed the violet wand up and down around the areas I had just freed from their waxy prisons, again eliciting the odd yelp from my bound captive.

I have to say that I was having the time of my life. I hoped that Matt was as well. I certainly did not want him to run away as soon as he was free of his bonds. As I plucked wax from his sensitive skin and zapped his sensitive nipples, cock and balls with the violet wand, I also made sure that the butt plug and pads were still working and I spent the next thirty or forty minutes playing his body like a violin. His whole torso and groin were a mess of red welts and I have to tell you he looked bloody hot.

I had taken a fair few pics and I just knew I had to find out if he was on BBRT. Fuck that - even if he was not, I was going to create a profile for him and I was going to upload the pics. At the very least, even if we only played once, I was going to open his eyes to all the possibilities of gay sex in general, and BDSM play in particular.

By the time I had finished with him tied on the bed, his chest was heaving, there was a pool of precum around his cock and balls, the rubber mattress cover on the bed was a pool of sweat. His body was still a mass of red welts, but they had started to disappear and I knew that there were no permanent marks on him anywhere. Barely even a bruise!

I took the butt plug and pads off him, removed the gas mask and the gag. I even removed the blindfold - aren't I considerate. He looked up at me, with clear lust in his eyes.

I took a few more shots, used his gag to soak up some of the sweat and precum and stood over him on the mattress. My bladder was full and I desperately needed release.

Again, I looked at him... perhaps this was a line he would not cross. I aimed my cock at his cock and balls and started to piss. He groaned, "fuck, yeah, give me your piss!"

And then, to surprise me further, he opened his mouth and said, "Don't forget, I am a tirsty boy, too!"

Well, I aimed straight at his pretty mouth, made sure it was full, and then moved over to soak his hair, his face, his chest and the rest of his body.

Now that I knew he was into piss play, I was going to make sure he had a diuretic shoved down his throat and we could have picc play like never before.

Again, I wanted to make sure he was ok. I took a hose and hosed him and the bed down with warm water. I knelt behind his head and washed his hair, his face, hos body, giving clear attention to his cock, balls and ass and rinsed him off. I untied the restraints and gently rubbed him dry with a warm, fluffy towel...

After care is so important, peeps!!

"Are you having fun?" I asked him and he cooed an affirmative and nuzzled against me. I grabbed my phone and showed him some pics. He was amazed at how hot he looked in the leather, and restrained and with the pegs and candle wax all over his body. I asked him if he had a BBRT profile or if he wanted to create one...

We looked through the site and we agreed it would be a good idea to create his profille...

[Guest grubbysubby]

Not sure if you fellas like where I have taken the story - more than happy to hear suggestions. There is definitely some fucking, some fisting and some group action coming up; but happy to hear suggestions.

[Guest takingdeepanal]

13 minutes ago, grubbysubby said:

Not sure if you fellas like where I have taken the story - more than happy to hear suggestions. There is definitely some fucking, some fisting and some group action coming up; but happy to hear suggestions.

Fucking fantastic!

 

[Monster5-8gPA]

Keep it up your hitting all my kinks and fetches! I’m quite enjoying it!