Jake Holt

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“Yes, everything is fine,” he assured and entered the small classroom that Jake had talked about. “I am taking a photography class and need to take pictures for it. We are supposed to take pictures of something artistic that is not an actual piece of traditional art, and I was hoping you might be willing to help me with it and be my model. But the thing is, I want to do some shibari- bondage basically with rope.” he said and watched for Jake’s reaction.

Jake was flattered of course. He’d never been asked to model for anything before and he figured he was sort of attractive in a goofy kind of way that he wouldn’t completely embarrass himself. Being in an artsy photo shoot actually sounded really cool, plus he’d always had an interest in photography.

Jake had practically talked himself into it before Gabriel revealed the last bit of the deal, pulling a surprised breath from Jake’s chest as his eyes got wide. “Bondage?” He asked quietly, shifting uncomfortably as he was struck by the thought. “Like...porn?” He muttered under his breath.

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“Good,” he replied easily with a soft smile on his lips. “Walk with me, will you?” he asked as he moved to place his backpack on his shoulder. He made his way toward the door as he tried to think of where was nearby that would allow them to chat openly without fear of being overheard. “There is something that I wanted to ask you, but it is…a bit sensitive in nature, I believe is what you would call it. Do you know someplace we may talk in private?”

Jake followed with a soft nod, his mind slowly swirling with curiosity as they walked. Jake’s brows pinched in response to the question, his chest itching with a tingle of anxious excitement. He mulled over the thought for a moment. “I think...there’s a small classroom down the hall that they’re just using for storage?” He offered as he began guiding them out of the room and down the hall. “Is everything okay?”

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Gabriel closed his notebook as the professor announced class was done for the day. His blue eyes glanced over at Jake as he was putting his things away. “Hey Jake,” he called out, wanting to catch the other male’s attention before he left. “Do you have a class after this, or are you free?” He had something that he wanted to ask the other man, but they would need to go somewhere more private.

Rent. Electricity. Food.  Jake had been going over the three necessities throughout the entire class, leaving his own notebook pretty barren. His roommate had gone completely awol and he was running out of savings and things to sell. Maybe if he quit football he could get a part-time job, or start giving rides or something...

The sound of his name pulled him out of his haze. “Gabriel? Hey.” He sighed, trying to shake the thoughts from his mind. He mulled over the question for a moment. Maybe Gabriel wanted to study together? He could use the notes. “Nah, I’ve got a little free time. What’s up?”

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Taken.

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There was something deeply erotic about Jake’s screams, but Terry was running on limited time, and was growing tired of this game. He placed a large hand over the boy’s mouth, clamping down over his lips to muffle the sound, while his other hand began to push around the tight hole, forcing its way into Jake’s unwilling body. “You’ll get used to it,” he cooed. “The first time is always difficult. But we need you open. No one is going to want to buy you if they have to put in the work to get their kicks. A good slave is always open and ready for their master to use. But you’ll learn that eventually.”

He reached into a nearby drawer and finally got lube, coating his finger before returning it to Jake’s body. This time, he plunged the thumb inside and then began to stretch at the hole, moving it around until he could begin to insert a second finger.

He stared, wide eyed as the man reached for the drawer, his stomach churning as he watched the lube drip down his fingers. He thrashed about, trying to dislodge the mans hand from his face.

Then he screamed again.

He’d never felt anything like it. Pain and ache and filthiness. Even with the lube it hurt, pain with a slick wetness that felt wrong. He screamed himself hoarse behind Terry’s hand, trying to fight the man off. He didn’t want to be a slave, didn’t want to be used to anything. The second finger was too much, feeling huge inside of him, stretching him past anything he’d ever experienced. His legs scrambled against the bed, desperate for purchase as he tried to pull himself off the fingers impaling him.

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Taken.

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“No one is going to help you,” Terry said, sounding annoyed now. He held Jake’s thigh down to stop him trying to kick through the restraints; he could not get away, of course, but Terry hated to have to wait through the squirming to get his job done. He sighed and a ran a hand down the quivering chest, feeling the strained abdominal muscles. He truly was beautiful, would make Terry so much money when he sold him at auction. “I’m a collect, see,” he explained. “I collect pretty bodies, and congratulations, you made the cut. Someone out there is going to love using this pretty hole of yours.”

He pushed his thumb past the ring of muscle, feeling how the tight untouched heat of Jake’s body tried to keep him out. “So tight. The customers will love that,” he commented, mostly to himself now.

Jake wanted to run, wanted to scream and boil over with rage, but he was trembling. He’d never been in a real fight before, but he was an athlete, he’d spent his entire youth playing sports, working out in the gym, crafting the pretty body Terry coveted him for. He could put up a fight, he knew he could, but his limbs felt empty, drained, and what strength he could muster wasn’t enough to give him leverage against his bindings. What could he do?

He shook his head, trying to block out the man’s words, trying to come up with a way to get free. He took another breath to scream and it caught in in his throat as the man’s thumb plunged inside him. He screamed out, violently thrashing about as much he could as he tried to escape the invasion. “NO! STOP! GET OFF ME! HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE!” He screamed.

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Taken.

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The boy’s arms had been tied to the bedpost, but Terry doubted he realized it yet. He still hardly realized what had happened, did not even seem to realize quite fully that he was naked, bound, completely at Terry’s mercy. “Stop that,” Terry reprimanded, slapping the inside of Jake’s thigh. He brushed a thumb against his cute, puckered hole. “Are you a virgin?” he asked, laughing.

Jake blinked, tears welling up in his eyes from the strikes. He was breathing hard, realizing that despite his struggles he wasn’t moving, wasn’t going anywhere. He looked at his hand and his vision focused on the tie around his wrist. It took a moment to click inside his head, but the panic quickly hit him in the chest as he began to piece together what was happening.

He felt the strike against his sensitive skin, then something pushing against his entrance, a sensation he’d never felt before. “N-No!” He choked out, trying to squirm away again, pulling harder at his restraints. “H-help!” He whined, his voice feeling hoarse as he tried to call out. “HELP! S-SOMEONE!”

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Taken.

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Terry slapped the boy’s face. It was good to have him like this while in transportation, but he was growing bored of it now. He needed the boy awake and listening. “It doesn’t matter where you are. It doesn’t matter who you are. Nothing matters now except what I tell you. This is the beginning of your new life,” he told the drowsy captive. “I’m here to train you. To turn you into what you need to become. And that starts with you learning to pay attention to every word I say.” He slapped him again and then tugged Jake’s legs open wide.

Jake’s brain lit up with shock. His face flushed hot and stinging from the the slap. Confusion collapsed into fear as reality struck him as hard as Terry’s hand. The words Terry spoke didn’t make sense, couldn’t make sense. His vision still swam as he tried to make sense of the blurry figure above him. Another slap and his ears were ringing. Danger. Bad. Flee. Run. His legs were parted and he squirmed, trying to move, trying to get up, but he felt so heavy. “S-Stop. N-No!” He choked, whimpering as he fought to get away.

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Taken.

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It had been easy to grab him. A cute boy on the side of the road, he’d practically fallen into Terry’s hands; chatting him up with a charming smile and kind words, Terry had handed him a waterbottle, and from there–with the boy drugged and pliant–he’d driven a bit further, found them a hotel, and walked inside, pretending Jake was just a friend who’d drank too much.

He stripped him, enjoying how the boy’s limp body made no attempt to stop him, touching every bit of exposed skin as he tied his wrists together and hung them to the headboard, tracing his thighs and legs as he tied his ankles to the bottom of the bed. Now, the boy was spread out like a buffet, and Terry was only too hungry for him.

“You’re waking up. Good,” he said, sliding his hand up Jake’s chest. “We have quite a lot to talk about. It’s about time we get to know each other.”

Jake had goosebumps, the voice was...hard to understand, words bouncing off the insides of his head multiple times before he could finally piece them into meaning. “What?” He mumbled. He felt the hand on his chest, the sensation making him shiver as he weakly tried to pull away, only for his arms and legs to dangle at the restraints. He tried opening his eyes, but everything seemed too bright. Colors and forms swirling together and making him dizzy. “Where...where am I?

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Taken.

He needed a ride. His car had broken down and there he was, stumbling down the highway with his thumb up, desperate for  kind heart. Someone had pulled over, but that’s all he could remember.

Now Jake was being touched; hands all over him, prodding and poking and slipping into uncharted territory. He was naked, something he thought he would be more emotional about, but his head felt too light, too light to care.

“Stop..” He mumbled weakly, squirming away from the hands.

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An Arrangement

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“This is not about Blaine” Sebastian said, rolling his eyes, deciding to ignore the rest of the blonde’s words. “I don’t care if he and gay face start living together, I’m pretty aware of everything that’s happening. I just mentioned how things could end up for me if we win, to let you see that there’s no way to make me help you, losers” He said, ready to walk away from there, but he was actually curious, he wanted to see how far the other was willing to go.

“I already have people on my house that do that and if we win… there’s a lot of kids at school that want to be part of the warblers that are willing to be my slaves if I want to…” He said with a smirk on his face. At the mention of the word slave Smythe remembered that he was actually in need of a kind of slave.

“How desperate are you for this? How far are you willing to go?” Smythe asked, leaning closer to the other, taking a second to admire the big arms of Ryder. “I need something, someone to… help me with some stuff, but I’m not sure, you are handsome and all, but I need someone that wants to do it, otherwise it’s just awful” Sebastian said before returning to his old position. “Answer this question Ryder… What do you think of Blaine’s ass?” He asked with a devil smirk on his face, asking the question just to test Ryder’s heterosexuality.

Ryder gulped, the shift in Sebastian’s voice as the other boy stepped closer making him shiver. He furrowed his brow, wondering exactly where Sebastian was going with all of this. Something illegal? Crime? He could feel Sebastian’s eyes raking over him and it made him feel...he wasn’t sure, but he was curious to know more.

“His...ass?” Ryder repeated. He tried to picture it, tried to picture Blaine. Blaine was...okay, if he was going to be checking someone out it’d probably be Jake, or Sam. He just spent more time with them, they had more things in common, and they were both as athletic as he was. Strong. Toned. Jake was a dancer, and the way he moved his hips-

Ryder blinked, blushing as he glanced up at Sebastian. “It’s uh...good. Great even. Like you could really get a handful.” He added, his hands squeezing the air in front of him.

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The Assignment

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Jake reached out and gently punched Ryder on the arm. “Hey, your parents are struggling with this, but they love you. They don’t wish they had a replacement kid or whatever, okay?” Jake said seriously, watching Ryder carefully. “Yeah, you do?”

“You’re so not stealing my blankets, man,” Jake grinned. He laughed as Ryder gave him a shove. “Oh, totally! There were little birdies flying around my head, I had love hearts in my eyes and everything,” Jake snorted loudly.

Ryder swallowed hard, a moment of vulnerability in his eyes as he glanced up at his best friend. In his heart of hearts he knew better, but still there was some part of him that wasn’t sure anymore. He gave Jake a nod, sighing heavily. and nodding again when Jake asked him if he really trust him. “Always have.” Ryder nodded, cracking a smile for the other boy.

“We’ll see.” Ryder smirked. “Just don’t be mad if you end up sleeping on the floor!” He teased, breaking into laughter. “Hey I wouldn’t blame you if you did dude, I’m pretty lovable.”

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The Additional Claim

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Ethan smiled up at Ryder, glad that he’d managed to make the teenager smile. “Just for today, yes, but I’ve asked your other teachers to submit your homework to me so you won’t fall behind,” Ethan nodded. “I thought it would be more important for me and you to get to know each other a little.”

Ethan nodded. “I’ll bring that with me then, and you can set up in my living room but if I catch you playing with it without permission it’s an automatic bare-bottomed spanking,” Ethan warned lightly. “Or time in the corner, if a spanking turns out not to be a punishment for you,” he said teasingly, chuckling warmly. “Pizza can definitely be a reward too, unless you’re one of those heathens who thinks pineapple is an appropriate topping,” he smiled.

“Okay, cool. Yeah, that’d be awesome! I’d really like that.” He said with a grin.  “Just uh...don’t hate me if I’m a little slow with the reading. There’s a ton of it.” He added, offering Ethan a sheepish smile.

Jake sucked in a small breath at the notion of a spanking. It seemed so...childish and ridiculous, he couldn’t remember the last time he was spanked, let alone on his bare ass, and subconsciously he reached behind himself to touch it. The teasing tone made him blush, and he quickly placed his hands back in his pockets. “Uh, n-no. No pineapple for me.” He chuckled, thankful for the change in topic. “I’m a pepperoni and sausage kind of guy.”

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The Assignment

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“Maybe if I show them I’m not going to hurt you or whatever while you’re mine, they might chill out about your future?” Jake suggested, with a little shrug. He wanted to somehow help, but he had no idea how to go about actually doing that. “There might be some Doms who think all subs, even unclaimed ones, should kneel and shit, but you know I’m not one of those idiots,” Jake gave Ryder a little smile.

Jake grinned, glad that he’d managed to make Ryder smile. “Dude, they’re my blankets. You better bring your own,” he snorted. He outright laughed, though, when Ryder said he could still kick his ass. “Sorry, what? Kiss my ass? Dude! I had no idea my first subby boy would be so horny for me!”

“Maybe, yeah. I think they just need some time to adjust. They were more surprised by this whole thing than I was. I guess two dom’s don’t usually get a sub, probably wishing they’d had two kids now.” He joked, though it came off dry. “I know.” Ryder nodded, offering Jake a smile. “Don’t worry dude, I trust you.”

“Hey you’re the one who vetoed the sleeping blanket. You’re gonna have to share.” Ryder cracked, joining Jake’s laughter with a playful shove. “Youuuuu wish. You probably pulled my name and had a mini heart attack. Had a whole rom com movie go through your head and everything.:

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The Additional Claim

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Ethan smiled a little. “Don’t worry, you’re not supposed to know these things yet. It’s why you’re in school,” he pointed out with a little chuckle. “You’re going to be staying with me for the rest of the day now,” Ethan added.

He nodded gently, and debated with himself about whether to have a few words with Ryder’s parents or not. Perhaps that would be better to do after the claim ended. “Do you have a games console of some kind? I want you to have something you can work towards as a reward for good behavior,” Ethan asked, as he moved over to his desk and made a list of the items he needed to pick up for Ryder.

Ryder cracked a smile that broke into a soft chuckle. “Right, duh. Of course.” he answered, already feeling more at ease. “Like...instead of other classes?” He asked. He didn’t want to get behind but...shadowing an experienced dominant was probably the best education he could get. “Okay, yeah.”

He could play video games? Okay, this was definitely looking up. “Uh yeah, I have a PS4 in my room.” He answered, stepping closer as Ethan moved towards his desk. Ryder glanced over his shoulder, happy to see that most people were chatting among each other or with their new claims, though a few still seemed to be watching him as he spoke with the teacher. “Pizza is also equally as good.” He added with a grin, starting to feel a little more comfortable.

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The Assignment

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“I’m sorry, dude,” Jake sighed. “I don’t get it, though. If my kid turns out to be a sub, down the line, I wouldn’t have a problem with it. I’d be protective as hell, but I’d support them and junk,” Jake said, shaking his head. He grinned when Ryder called him Sir for the first time, and nudged him with his shoulder. “How’s it feel, anyway? To be a sub?” he asked curiously.

Jake snorted softly, and nodded. “You don’t need a sleeping bag, you can crash in my bed with me, dork,” Jake grinned. “Of course you’re staying over at mine. Where else is my little subby boy gonna be?”

“Me either, but..it’s whatever. They’ll deal with it eventually. I think they’re just scared of what might happen to me. Stories and all that, you know?” He cocked an eyebrow at the question, and shrugged. “it’s...different and not different. It’s not like people are throwing rocks at me or anything, and I’m not getting branded. But...it feels like everyone knows, looking at me like I should be on my knees. or like I’m a piece of meat or something. It’s...I don’t know.” He shook his head. “Maybe it’s all in my head.” He huffed, running his hands through his hair.

Ryder cracked a smile. “Okay. Fine. Just, don’t hog the blankets.” He grinned. “Oh jesus.” Ryder laughed, propping himself up off the table. “Don’t start calling me that. I may be a sub, but I can still kick your ass.”

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The Additional Claim

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Ethan could see that Ryder hadn’t even considered the idea of potentially being his submissive, let alone staying at his house. He supposed that had to be a daunting prospect, but it was the best way to give the trial the best shot at really teaching Ryder something. “That’s right. I want you focused on being my submissive whenever you’re not in class. Going home would just give you a break from that, and that doesn’t help you in the long run,” Ethan explained.

“I can definitely talk to them,” Ethan nodded, as he put an arm on Ryder’s shoulder. “Are they having a hard time dealing with having a submissive son?” he asked softly and sympathetically. “That’s okay. You can either pack what you need when I go talk to your parents, or if you’d rather not go into your house, I’ll pack what I think you need.”

“Oh, right.” Ryder , feeling a little embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “That makes sense, I should of thought of that. Yeah, staying with you is probably better. ” He nodded, still feeling a little silly.

He looked up when Ethan placed a hand on his shoulder, looking like a bundle of nerves, but thankful for Ethan’s offer. He was quiet for a second when Ethan asked the question. He tried to answer, but instead just gave Ethan a quiet nod. “Thank you, sir. I just...just some clothes to change into, my phone charger, and...anything else you want me to have I guess? I’m not sure what to bring.” He admitted with a soft chuckle.

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The Assignment

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Jake nodded when Ryder said it had been a lot. He knew his friend would’ve been worrying, and he hated that. It sucked that they hadn’t had timeof each other lately. “Your parents are dealing?” he asked carefully. Jake winced slightly, and nodded. “I’ve got you, Ry. I’ll read you everything you’ve got, okay?” he said, offering Ryder a little grin. “We’ll get you caught up. Keeping your grades up is kinda my responsibility now anyway.”

He chuckled a little, and shrugged. “Yeah, it’s pretty cool,” he admitted, downplaying how he’d felt when he’d been told. “Yeah! We totally did, it was so awesome. We all went kinda crazy, honestly,” he smirked. “Dude, there’s whole pizzas of leftovers.”

“As much as they can be. They took it hard.” Ryder admitted with a sigh. He glanced up at Jake, and the grin on his friend’s face made Ryder crack one of his own. “Yeah, I guess so huh?” He chuckled. “Sir.”  He added with a snort. It felt weird to say, even as a joke, but already Ryder felt better than he had twenty minutes ago. To know that their friendship was still intact, even after this, was...powerful. Maybe it wouldn’t be so hard with Jake helping him through it.

He sighed, nudging Jake softly with his elbow. “Hey uh...so I know people usually stay with people during mock claims.... Think it’d be okay if I crashed at your place for a few days? I can get my sleeping bag and everything. I just...need a change of scenery.”