Rubber-addicted Slaveboy

Rubber, Mind Control and coercion

[hunks-in-latex]

[lthrkingx121]

[bikercbr6]

It considered itself a Top until Rubber entered its life. Now it sits waiting, hoping that its Control will bless it with His presence.

The leather it once wore has been disposed of, the tall boots given away. In their place hang suits of slick, sleek black latex, tall waders wait to be slipped in to...

It had never realised just what it needed, what it required u til now...

[fetishbloke]

[stupidhimbo]

Nerd himbo

When meeting this nerdy guy in discord you though you were up with a scrawny fucker, turns out he's just a very BIG nerd, not just in the having watched every one piece episode 3 times way, but also in the having 130kg of muscle kinda of way, just perfect for you

[rubbergimpz]

[latex420]

[fanofshoes44]

[sparkypuppy1931-deactivated2018]

[gradygrey]

I relate to the guy on the right, and I’m betting you’d can see yourself as the other guy hanging there bound and hooded in leather at my boots.

[nolecub]

A Relaxing Vacation

Rob and two of his fraternity brothers, Jeff and Andy, decided to rent a cabin in a rural area for a long weekend.  With school coming back in a few weeks, it would be their last chance to get in some “bro time” and relax before their senior year.  By next summer, they’d be going their separate ways, so why not crack open some beers in a nice setting.

They didn’t know much about the AirBnB they rented, but it had a lot of bells and whistles.  There was a jacuzzi and fire pit on the large deck out back and plenty of room for each of them to have their own room.  They brought in plenty of supplies to eat, drink, and relax.

Rob decided to take a nap one afternoon.  When he woke, he heard Jeff and Andy out on the porch.  When he opened the sliding door, he noticed they were outside smoking cigars around the fire pit.  “Yo, bros, where did you get the cigars?”, he asked.  Jeff answered, “One of the neighbors came by to say hello.”  Andy continued, “Yeah, he was really cool.  He gave us these cigars and said they would really help us relax.”

“Have you dudes been working out, too?”, Rob asked, “you look bigger than I remember from this morning.”  “Probably just been relaxing too much, I guess,” Jeff said.  “Yeah,”, Andy said, “the dude said one of the side effects of relaxing might be some weight gain.”  “Bros,” Rob asked, “why do you keep saying the word relax so much?  It’s starting to creep me out.”  Rob started to recognize that the boys were almost in a trance the way they were acting.  Their eyes seemed glassy as they kept mindlessly smoking their cigars.

“It’s totally OK, bro,” Jeff said, “you should relax with us.”  “Yeah,” Andy said, “sit down and relax.”  The smoke from the cigars seemed to be affecting Rob.  The more the guys said the word relax, it was like he was becoming more and more compelled to do so.  “This is all too much,” he said shaking his head, “I don’t want to relax.”

“Yeah, you do,” Jeff said, “just come over, grab a cigar and relax.  Come hang out with your bros.”  Andy added, “It’s totally worth it, bro.  I feel so good and relaxed.  You don’t know what you’re missing.”  Rob couldn’t take it anymore.  Seeing his bros so relaxed, almost seeming to grow in front of his eyes.  He thought, “It’s just a cigar, what’s the big deal?”

“Alright bros,” Rob said, “I’ll relax with you for a while.”  Jeff handed Rob a cigar, cutter, and lighter.  As he puffed his stogie to life, Rob understood why his bros were loving these cigars.  They were in a beautiful setting, out in the open, forest all around them.  It was a perfect time to just relax and let all the stress go away.  While he was sitting there, he could also feel almost every cell in his body coming to life.  His muscles were growing, but he was also gaining some weight in his mid-section.  He didn’t care though, all he wanted to do was continue relaxing.

About 30 minutes later, Jeff and Andy broke the relaxing silence.  “Hey, bro,” Jeff said, “we should head inside for a bit and relax some more.”  Andy said, “Totally, bro.  I could definitely relax inside for a while.”  As they stood up, Rob noticed they were looking each other in the eyes.  They were all as straight as the other bros in their fraternity.  They enjoyed spending time with each other, but it was never in a gay way.  

Initially, as these thoughts crossed his mind, Rob became slightly uncomfortable.  However, he kept relaxing and smoking his cigar.  He turned to see his bros holding hands as they walked inside the house - still smoking their cigars.  He wanted to say, “Stop, we’re not supposed to smoke in the house.  We might lose our deposit.”  However, all he could do was see his growing chub and think, “Those dudes are sexy.”

A good 30 minutes later, Rob was still smoking his cigar and relaxing while staring out in the woods, listening to the wind rustle the trees.  He was so relaxed.  He didn’t notice the door slide open as a stranger stepped foot on the deck.  As he turned, Rob didn’t even flinch seeing the man, much older than himself and his bros.  He was covered in hair, tattoos, and wearing nothing but a hat, jock strap, and work boots.

“Hello, boy,” the man said, “are you relaxed?”  “Yes, I’m very relaxed,” Rob answered.  “Good boy” the man responded, “it’s important that you continue relaxing for me.”  Rob vacantly continued sucking on his cigar, thinking only about how relaxed he was and how sexy this man was.  “My name is Wallace, boy,” the man said, “I’m the owner of this cabin.  When people stay here, I usually go to the other cabin I have next door.  But when you and your friend decided to visit, I thought it was important that you relax.”

“Thank you,” Rob said, “we are really enjoying ourselves.  This place is so relaxing.”  “Good, boy,” Wallace said, “what’s your name?”  Rob answered.  “Well, Robert,” Wallace continued, “we go by men’s names here.  Your friends Jeffrey and Andrew told me you all were visiting before going back to school.  What would you say about staying here and relaxing with me?  I could really use the help running the AirBnB.”

Robert thought about it for a moment, “I love relaxing here, Wallace.  This has been an amazing experience.  But I need to get back to school.”  “Now, why would you want to do that, Robert?”, Wallace asked, “Jeffrey and Andrew are going to stay so they can continue relaxing.  I think you should stay, too.”

Two men Rob didn’t recognize stepped out onto the deck.  “You should stay here with us, Robert”, one of them said.  “Yeah,” the other one said, “we are going to stay here with Wallace and help him out.”  Both men took hauls on their cigars and exchanged smoke-filled, passionate kisses.  Rob could recognize them now, about 20-25 years older than they were before, with beards, body hair, and wrinkles.  It was Jeff and Andy.

The shirtless men started approaching Rob, when he had a slight moment of clarity.  “What the hell is going on here?” he asked.  Jeffrey and Andrew smiled around their cigars as Wallace answered, “Jeffrey and Andrew relaxed like good boys, just as I encouraged them to do.  Through relaxation, they realized they were in love - or at least in lust - with one another.”  “Hell yeah,” Jeffrey said, “Andrew here is one hot fucker, don’t you think Robert?  Why don’t you help Robert relax some more?”  With Jeffrey’s approval, Andrew approached Rob and started to lean in to give him a kiss.

“Back off, Andrew,” Wallace interjected, “you’ve got Jeffrey.  This one is mine.”  Andrew went back to Jeffrey.  Wallace took a haul off his cigar and gave Rob an injection of his smoke.  Rob’s eyes and cock sprung to life.  “That was fucking sexy, Wallace”, Andrew said.  “There is still much for you boys to learn,” Wallace said, “so, Robert, why don’t you join me inside where we can relax together?”

Rob stood up, his growing body almost losing his balance under his new girth.  “Fuck, you are going to be a sexy man when I’m done with you,” Wallace said.  Rob grabbed Wallace’s hand as they disappeared into the cabin, leaving Jeffrey and Andrew on the deck.

A few months later, there was a knock on the door of the cabin.  When the door opened, a thick man, hairy man, wearing leather pants and a harness, smoking a large cigar said, “Hello, my name is Robert.  My husband Wallace and I welcome you to our AirBnB.  We’ll be staying down the road in our cabin, but the onsite staff Jeffrey and Andrew are here to make sure you have a relaxing stay.  If any of us can help you out in any way, don’t hesitate to let us know.  Sometimes, people feel so relaxed they never want to leave.”

[blackmorph1]

🖤

[caesarwv]

The normally tough stud covered his eyes with his muscular forearms to hide the tears that flowed from his eyes. He couldn’t believe he had been fucked by another man. He was straight, a straight alpha stud. But he couldn’t stop himself from leaving the club with some older, nerdy stranger and obediently pleasuring and getting fucked up his muscular ass over and over. The most humiliating part was that he enjoyed it. He never been so hard and came so much in his life. His ruined underwear, which was ripped opened in back, was soaked with cum.

[tomrubber]

[aichavgooner]

Dylan was bored. So like every bored gay guy he decided to go on Grindr. There he started to chat with a really nice guy. This guy wanted to do kinky stuff. Dylan liked kinky stuff so he invited the guy to his flat.

Dylan immediately recognised the natural order. He was inferior to Sir. So he knelt and started begging to become a full time slave. That's how fags are : acting normal until they find a master to serve. Then their fag brain take over and they are completely changed.

A few days after their first encounter. Dylan was shopping for new clothes. Going into this shop wasn't his choice. Usually Dylan would go to other stores but Sir wanted his fag to look nice so Dylan complied.

Dylan went home and dressed in his new clothes. Sir was really proud of him. For now the rules were to always be nicely dressed at home. Outside Dylan could still be his old self.

A few months passed and Dylan stared to change his style outside. He presented a more polished version of himself. He'd also asked Sir which haircut to get.

After the new haircut the uniform rules got stricter at home. No outfit is complete without a bowtie.

Master started to come unannounced to Dylan's flat. Dylan had to always be ready to serve.

Even at uni Dylan started to serve other men. After all he's a fag, that's what fags do.

This was the final step . Master took complete control of the fag flat. The fag role was to serve, obey and pay rent.

[hunksandtwunksandtwinks]

[kerle-men]

Wolfsland, 🐺

[maleordercatalog]

[ownedrubberpig]

[enhancedtranced]

The leather Jockstrap!

There is a specific, electric feeling that comes over you when you decide put on a leather jockstrap.

A nod to your own wilder, untamed self.

The rich, earthy aroma of genuine leather instantly sets a mood. It feels premium, masculine, and intoxicatingly distinct from anything else in your wardrobe.

The moment you pull it on, your posture changes. The weight and structure of the leather demand that you stand a little taller and walk with more intent.

It strips away any lingering self-doubt and replaces it with a raw, unapologetic masculine confidence.

[slicknotized]

when he woke up the day after his slicknotization he was so blissed out and horny. He can’t wait to show everyone his hypnogelled hair.

[hamiltonlwilessuperbear]