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He was being resistant at first but as soon as you slipped a finger into his hole, pulled his head up to look at you, all the hesitation he had melted away. You saw it in his eyes, smiled at him and said, “Good Boy.”
Sexy.
He posted this pic and said…I really love wearing sexy underwear and jocks. I’m finally embracing my exhibitionist side. I’ll post more pics like this when I can afford to buy more…
He made this his profile pic with the tag line…Submissive Brat for Stern Daddy…
His look says, “what are you waiting for Daddy? I’ve been waiting so long for this. Please fuck me. My ass is yours.”
His boss came into his office right before the end of the day and congratulated him on securing the deal they had been working on. As his boss was walking out the door, he turned and said, “You deserve a reward. Come with me to my gym and I’ll treat you to a steam and a massage. They have a great therapist who really knows how to work your body and relieve stress.” Without hesitation he said, “That would be great” and his boss walked out of the room. It took about 30 seconds before he started to panic. “Fuck”, he thought, “my cage. He’s going to see it. I should make some excuse and back out. No. He’s never invited a junior partner to his gym. This could help my career. I don’t know what to do.” He grabbed his phone and called his boyfriend to ask for his advice. After explaining the situation, he listened quietly for a moment while his boyfriend told him…”babe. I’m so happy for you. This is a great opportunity. Might even get a promotion to senior partner if you play your cards right.” “But what about my cage?” you asked. “Listen to me carefully. I want you to go to the gym and be proud of yourself. Don’t try to hide it. Let everyone see it. Let them see that you are not embarrassed about having your dick locked up. Walk through that locker room with your head held high.” He smiled and said, “I knew I could count on you to give me confidence.”
He knows Daddy likes it when he coordinates his outfits. He’s such a good boy
Just wait here. I’ll be back in a couple of hours. And don’t worry, I’ll be back soon with a few friends. We will take care of you then.
He said, “Don’t worry Bro. It’s not gay if we keep our hats on.”
Six months after graduation he was now an ex D1 athlete with limited marketable skills. It took some time but he realized that he should have spent some effort in the classroom along with the swimming pool.
That realization hit hard as he took this pic to add to his Men4Rent profile.
They liked each other and wanted to be together/boyfriends. After the first date they realized that they were both bottoms. They talked about how to make that kind of relationship work and agreed on this…
Gorgeous
He’d moved to a new city after graduating college and made the decision to be “himself”. The problem was he didn’t really know who he was because he’d spent his entire life being what others thought he should be. None of those things felt right until one day he found himself in the park talking to a man he just met.
Unsure of what the next sequence of words were but he found himself kneeling next to the guy who was in the process of putting a collar around his neck. And then a leash. And then the words, “Good Boy”.
And then the weight of the world leaving him, the deep breath he exhaled, and the satisfaction he felt as he realized he had figured it out.
They had lived next door to each other for their whole lives. Had been “best friends” until high school when things changed. It wasn’t something that they could put their hands on, just drifted apart…developed different interests and started hanging out with different groups.
One day, separately, both their dads told them that they were going on a camping trip. Both complained about it…why do I have to go? I don’t want to….typical teenage boy reactions.
Two boys. Two Dads. Two tents.
Their Dads had discussed this prior to the trip and decided that their sons needed to “reconnect”.
And then they found themselves sharing one of those tents.
The next day they were “best friends” again.