He remembered it like it was yesterday.
Aiden had finished working out late at the university gym. He liked it at night, when he could exercise without people distracting him. A running back, he hoped to go professional, so he took every opportunity to work out he could get.
Finishing showering in the locker room, he wrapped a towel around his waist. He headed back to his clothes to get dressed and leave.
“Where did you come from?” asked Aiden, startled.
“My home. I wanted to get out, and I decided to come here. The smell of the gym, the idea of all you young men pumping and grunting.” The man was tall and muscular. He was dressed casually, in a t-shirt, shorts and sandals. However, he carried himself like a man used to wearing suits every day. Aiden found him very imposing. “Then I find you. It’s like it was meant to be.”
It was a little scary, being alone with this stranger. This very attractive stranger. Aiden was bisexual, but leaned more towards women. This man, though, was definitely sexy. His cock slowly hardened.
“Seems you like what you see,” the stranger said, looking at Aiden’s crotch. “I think that buzzcut doesn’t do you any favors. Besides that, I’m liking what I’m seeing. I’d like to see more.”
“Um, I don’t even know you.”
“In situations like this, does it really matter? OK, a bit about me, then. I own a very profitable equity firm. I’m a large donator to the archaeology department as well as the athletic department. I like to keep tabs on all my investments, so I know about almost every athlete here. Like you, Aiden. Your record here is outstanding. Are you thinking of going pro?”
“A professional career. Maybe even some modelling on the side. Money. Fame. Women, Men. I could help you with that. I’m very well connected.” The stranger was close. He put his hand on Aiden’s chest over his heart, which was beating so fast.
“You’re young, your whole life ahead of you. I could make that life so much better. I just want a little something in return.” The stranger was looking down at the bulge under Aiden’s towel.
“Aren’t there, like rules against that?”
“I won’t tell if you won’t. Besides, I can tell the offer I’m making really doesn’t matter. You want me, don’t you?”
“Only kind of?” The stranger moved his hand over Aiden’s chest. He shivered, but not because it was cold.
“You see? That wasn’t hard.” His hand moved below Aiden’s waist and squeezed. “Unlike you.” Aiden closed his eyes and moaned.
“Go ahead. Show me more.”
Aiden pulled the towel off and let it drop to the floor. His cock sprang up, no longer confined. It was thin, pointing up at a 45-degree angle from his body. It was long, too.
“You still measure your dick size in fractions. That’s adorable.” The stranger stroked Aiden, causing precum to ooze out. Using that as lubrication, he stroked faster, Aiden thrust in and out of the stranger’s fist.
“You are raring to go. I like that. You also look good enough to eat. Let’s check that, shall we?” The stranger got on his knees and had most of Aiden’s cock in his mouth in moments. Man, Aiden thought, this guy really knows how to make you feel good. It’s like he can read my mind.
After several minutes the stranger stood and took off his clothes. He was even more imposing naked. Imposing and arousing. This guy could make straight guys reconsider their sexuality, Aiden thought. Lucky for me, I don’t have to worry about that.
“Your turn.” The stranger’s cock was almost as long as Aiden’s, but thicker. It was hard and horizontal, pointing right at him. Mesmerized, he got on his knees and tried to give as good as he got.
“That’s good, Aiden. Very good,” the stranger said, holding his head and gently guiding him. “Get it nice and wet. It’s the only lube you’ll get.”
He’s going to fuck me. Aiden was mostly a top, and only been on the receiving end a few times. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t his favorite thing. He had a feeling, however, that this man could change that.
The stranger stopped him, pulling him to his feet. They lightly kissed. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to walk funny for days,” the stranger whispered.
“I’ve never been fucked by anyone so, so big before. Is it OK if you go slow?”
“Of course. To start with, sure. But you’ll be begging to get slammed before you know it.”
Aiden laughed nervously. He was intimidated, but more turned on than he could ever remember. He bent over, gripping the edge of a bench, spreading his legs apart. Turning his head back, Aiden said, “Go for it.”
The stranger pushed in, breaching the resistance. It doesn’t hurt, Aiden thought. It’s always hurt before, at least some.
Further and further inward he went. Then he reached a place within. The pleasure was nearly overwhelming. Aiden threw his head back, groaning, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head.
The stranger pulled out and pushed in again, hitting the same spot. He started going faster, but always hitting that place. Precum was leaking from Aiden all over the floor. God, this is the best sex I’ve ever had, thought Aden. He did not want it ever to end.
But everything ends. “I’m almost there, almost there.” The stranger yelled, then discharged like a cannon over and over. When he was done, he fell onto Aiden’s back. He reached underneath, griping his cock, which erupted at the mere touch. The stranger milked Aiden until he was equally as drained.
Breathing heavily, the stranger said, “Was it good for you too?”
“It was probably better. Fuck, that was fantastic.”
“And you, young man, are a fantastic fuck. We will have to do this again sometime. I’ll give you my phone number and address to arrange another get together. Maybe have some of the other slaves there participate.”
“Slaves. Men subject to my every whim, eager to do anything I ask. Like you are now.”
“What do you mean? I’m not,” Aiden stopped. He was going to say he was a slave. But that wasn’t true. Not anymore.
He wasn’t afraid, though he thought he should be. He felt only desire to be with the master, to obey the master. His master.
“Earlier while I was devouring your tasty cock, you thought it was like I was reading your mind. I was. Reading it and changing it. When we came, that sealed the deal. What were you going to say?”
“I am your slave. What can I do for you? I’ll do anything.”
“What we did was a good start. When we get together again, we can discuss what else you can do for me. And me for you.”
“You don’t have to do anything for me.”
“I know, but I like to. Besides, it will allow you to server me even better. I think we’re going to have a long relationship, that will be beneficial to both of us.”
That had been years ago. The master had been true to his word, as if there had been any doubt. Aiden was now on the Miami Anhingas, and had helped the master enslave some of his team members.
He had also done some modelling, growing his hair out. This was partly for the modelling but mostly for the master. Women threw themselves at him, and some men. Aiden had everything the master had promised to him, and more. But none of it was important. Only satisfying the master mattered. If living this life made him happy, then he was happy.
The master promised that when he retired, Aiden could live with him and his favored slaves. That would make him even happier. He hoped that would happen before he suffered any major injuries. He wanted to able to fully please the master.
Soon, he hoped. Let it be soon.
