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LAITH X CYPHL

Laith’s screen flashed bright neon colors in his dark room. He fondled his heavy cock in his hands. His textbooks sat on the desk by the window, blackout curtains drawn. He could see peaks of light seeping through the window… it must of been two… or 3 in the afternoon he couldn’t tell. Lately he had been so horny and distracted from school. His hand had been enough in the past but now he’s craving something a little more….. interactive.

His gooey hand slid up and down his shaft slow. A moan escaped his lips as he ripped his head back to look at the ceiling. His other hand made its way up his chest, fondling the nipples that rested on top of his massive pecks that peaked out from under a tight red gym shirt. The phone continued to flash to the ceiling.

He was fed up with the college he went to. Everyone around him didn’t know his secret which made finding a guy to hook up with hard. Especially when they wanted to try to form something beyond just sex.

He could hear an ad playing before his porn. Usually he would sit there and wait. Maybe play with his cock more. Rub his head with his greased up palm and almost cum before stopping. But this time the ad caught his attention.

“Attention all Males… this is NOT a dating app. This is a discrete app where sex is mandatory and if you refuse you can be kicked off. So are you the commander or the follower? Click here now!”

Laith dropped the hand that was fondling his nipples and picked up his phone. He clicked on the ad quickly and it took him to the App Store on his phone…

“PACT: THE ONLY APP FOR MEN WHO ARE READY TO MAKE A CUMMITTMENT.”

Laith chuckled at the tagline and the clever phrasing before opening up the app.

The app opened to a screen with two buttons.

COMMAND Or CONTROL

The two choices sat on the screen for a long time… fuck…

“I guess the first one is taking commands and the second is controlling others” he though before clicking the control button.

A long loading bar appeared on the screen with designated step markers

STEP 1 CREATE AN ACCOUNT

NAME: LAITH MONTAGNE

CITY: PARIS

COUNTRY: FRANCE

AGE: 20

Laith filled out the questions quickly while stroking his cock.

STEP 2

PROFILE PICTURE PROMPTS:

-Fill your profile with at least 5 pictures chosen from the prompts.

-your cock

-your face

-cock in your mouth

-cock in your ass

-your ass

-your cock in someone

Laith looked at the screen. Fuck. He wasn’t gonna show anyone a photo of a cock in his ass. Partially cause one has never been in him. He wasn’t gonna let a fag blow his load inside him.

He uploaded the easiest two first. A photo of his face and a photo of his thick meaty cock. As he did the tagged prompts for each photo greyed out and moved to the top of each picture.

Next he scrolled through his photos on his phone and found a picture of the time he decided to snap a selfie inside this twink he met on Grindr. Laith uploaded that one next leaving 3 options left.

-cock in mouth

-cock in ass

-your ass

He flipped on his back in his bed and snapped a quick photo of his cheeks, round and firm trapped inside his tight athletic pants that were unzipped letting his cock fly free.

Lastly with a sigh of disappointment he sat up in his bed and reached into the underwear drawers below his bed from. Nestled deep under pairs of ripe jocks and boxers was a large flesh covered dildo. He keeps it in his room in case he meets a particularly hungry bottom with a DP kink. Happened to him more times than you would think.

He took the cock and opened his lips, sliding the flesh colored dildo into the slide of his cheek. The cock creating a large mound on the side of his mouth visible from the outside. He took the photo and uploaded it to his account.

A giant check mark expanded on the page and the bar moved to the next step. He threw the dildo to the end of his bed and moved on.

STEP 3

Cock and ball measurements

-taken to appropriately match up partners based on preferences

Laith chucked. He didn’t even need a tape measure because he already had the dimensions memorized.

LENGTH SOFT- 12.7 cm

LENGTH HARD- 20.32 cm

GIRTH (circumference)- 6.62cm

BALL SIZE- Large

Another check mark appeared on screen

STEP 4

BIO

Laith thought a few seconds before typing.

BIO: Med student with a motorbike and leather collection. Anon only, will wear helmet.

FINAL STEP

AGE VERIFICATION

-Submit a photo of your ID for AI to check authentic age.

Laith sat and looked at his phone. He couldn’t tell if he could trust the app from the porn ad with his sensitive information. As he was about to leave his cock twitched in his hand. A wave of pleasure ran through his body. Fine… I’ll do it

He got his ID from his wallet and submitted the photo to the app.

Another check mark appeared on screen.

Lastly he checked off a small terms and conditions box at the bottom of the screen, to horny to read the long pages of text.

The apps loading bar progressed to the final stage where a note appeared on screen

“Dear customer wait up to 3 days for AI to validate information about account. Have a good day and get to fucking!”

Laith groaned. Fuck. It’s always waiting for these things. I wanted a warm fucking hole now.

Angrily he jerked off and came all over his chest. Fuck it felt good but not as good as it would of been in some twink he met anonymously.

A few days passed and Laith had forgotten about the app entirely until he got a notification on his phone from the PACT app.

“Thank you for the wait. A package has arrived! Follow the steps on the phone after scanning the QR CODE INSIDE”

He walked to his front door and picked up a small package. The package had a large QR code stamped on the top.

He opened the app and scanned the box. A video popped up on his screen.

“WELCUM TO THE PACT APP: THE ONLY APP FOR MEN READY TO MAKE A CUMMITEMENT.”

Laith cucked at the line again as he hand to open the box.

“THANK YOU FOR CHOOSING THE CONTROL ROLE. WHAT IS A CONTROL YOU ASK? OPEN YOUR BOX TO SEE TOUR FRIEND ON THIS SEXUAL JOURNEY.”

Laith took a knife to the seam and ripped the tape off the box.

“A CONTROL IS NOTHING. AI HAS SELECTED A NAME FOR YOUR PROFILE AND YOU WILL BE NOW KNOWN AS STUDENTBIKER69 AND WILL BE REFERRED TO AS IT FROM NOW ON.”

Laith mumbled a curse word under his breath as he peeled the lid open to reveal a shiny metal chastity cage. He dropped the box on the counter and picked up his phone.

“STUDENTBIKER69 SELECT ONE OF THE TWO CHOICES”

I KNOW MY PLACE, PROCEED SIR

Or

I AM CONFUSED

Laith quickly and selected the confused option as his heart started to race. Fuck this he thought. No app is going to make me lock up my junk and not in a cage that’s that small.

The video continued.

“STUDENTBIKER69 CHOSE THE CONFUSION OPTION”

“HELLO. I UNDERSTAND YOU ARE CONFUSED BUT IT IS MANDATORY THAT YOU FOLLOW THE RULES. PARTICIPANTS WHO CHECKED THE TERMS AND CONDITIONS AGREED TO THE FOLLOWING CONDITIONS AND RULES.”

1.The control path is for subs with a need for cock

2.Chastity is required for this role and will last the duration of the app usage.

3.Refusal of chastity photo confirmation will result in public shaming and embarrassment.

4.Public shaming and embarrassment includes the following.

-Nudes attached to ID photo sent to major porn sites.

-Nudes attached to ID photo sent to first 30 most used in Contact list.

Laith panicked as he saw a list of 30 names and numbers from his phone pop up on screen. His mother, his siblings, his boss, his friends. Fuck this couldn’t be happening

5. Early termination of the app will result in permanent chastity and the deletion of your account and code for cage opening.

6. Failure to meet the requirements will result your count at the end of each month.

The video continued with two more options

EARLY TERMINATION

or

REPEAT AGAIN

Laith sighed a huff of relief. He hadn’t locked his cock yet so terminating early would only seal the cage and he could though it out.

“EARLY TERMINATION REQUIREMENTS”

1. Sub decides to quit the program

2. Sexual rating is below a 1.5

“EARLY TERMINATION RESULTS”

1. Permanent lock on the cage with code to open deleted from the system.

2.Contact sheet and major porn outlets notified of your photos, name and address.

The video popped up with a single button

CONTINUE?

Laith with shaky hands set his phone down on the table. Then he came up with an idea. If he didn’t continue he wouldn’t have to go through with it. The app would just stay in this state forever. As he pondered the thought the button flashed and a voice spoke through the phone.

“AUTO FEATURE ENABLED. ONTO NEXT STEP.”

The phone moved onto the next video without the permission of Laith.

A countdown appeared on the screen reading 10 minutes.

Laith carefully read the text beneath it as the time started to count down.

Failure to upload photo of locked and confirmed cock below will result in account termination and public exposure.

Laith raced quickly to the box reaching for the metal cage nestled within. He ran to the fridge and quickly rubbed a cube of ice on his hard cock. Fuck he didn’t want to think about how it turned him on a little. After his cock went down the clock read 7 min.

He quickly pushed his balls through the titanium cock ring he could feel how tightly and snug they fit. They must of gotten his measurements from the form he filled out the other day. How did he not see this coming…

Then next was his cock. The cave curved down slightly and was made of a series of exposed bars. His cock would definitely be able to be seen though the chastity device but was obstructed enough to where he couldn’t touch it if he wanted to. He ran to his room and squeezed a drop of lube in his hand, rubbing it on his cock…. Fuck it felt so good. This was probably the last time in at least a few weeks he would be able to touch his cock he thought. He looked at the clock on his phone and it read 4 min.

Quickly he stuffed his cock into the cage. It pressed up hard against the metal bars. As he pushed against his body, aligning the ring with the tube he pushed the two together. He rummaged around in the box and found no key but after examine the cage with 2 min left he found a button on the top. Pressing the two items together with pressing the button Laith heard a lock. The two items clicked into place, however Laith noticed how there was still definitely room to sneak his cock out he would just have to….

A wirrrr came from the device as the light on the button flashed red, then yellow

The two pieces came even further together, forcing laiths long and thick cock from around 20 cm hard to a rough 10 cm, smaller than his flaccid state. His cock started to get harder with no room in the cage but to push up against the bars. His balls ached.

The light flashed green.

Laith with 1 min left clicks on the upload button and a single direction popped up.

-sun must include a photo of its face with the cage and it’s green light in view in addition to its face in the same photo.

Laiths heart dropped. Another picture to ad to the pile. It wouldn’t be enough just to expose him as a guy with a huge cock who had a dildo in his mouth once and fucked a few guys. Now if he failed that would send a pic of his once great cock stuffed tightly into a cage.

The clock counted down from ten and a warning message played. Failure to get photo within on time will result in termination and exposure.

Quickly Laith ram to his mirror and took off his pants leaving him shirtless with a red jockstrap hiding his cage. He parted the jocks pouch to the side and took the photo.

The picture once uploaded automatically sent. The countdown stopped as a loading bar appeared. Laith sat with his new reality and nervously walked around his room. Did he get it in on time? Fuck. What is he going to do.

The bar reached 100% and a new video came up on his screen

“HELLO STUDENTBIKER69 THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION. YOUR PICTURE HAS BEEN APPROVED BY STAFF AND AI. YOUR FIRST ASSIGNMENT WILL BE GIVEN SHORTLY AS YOUR ACCOUNT HAS NOW BEEN UPLOADED TO THE MARKET FOR COMMANDERS TO SELECT. AI AND STAFF HAVE DEEMED IT ACCEPTABLE BY PROFILE BIO FOR THE INCLUSION OF MOTORCYCLE HELMET IN YOUR SUB WARDROBE. FIND SELECTED WARDROBE BY SELECTING YOUR ASSIGNMENT AND THEN DETAILS ON THEIR LOCATION, KINKS, COMMANDS, AND WARDROBE WHEN RECEIVING A COMMAND.

“AFTER EACH ASSIGNMENT THE OPPORTUNITY TO RATE ITS PERFORMANCE WILL BE GIVEN TO EACH COMMANDER. FALLING BELOW A 1.5 ON PERSONAL TOTAL AVERAGE WILL RESULT IN TERMINATION.

“GOOD LUCK.”

Laith collapsed on his bed in anger and fear. Fuck he jerked off every day how was he going to live without his cock. And he had never taken anything before much less sucked a cock before. In his moment of fear his phone buzzed.

A notification popped up on his screen.

ASSIGNMENT: STUDENTATHLETE24

-Name: CYPHL

-Location and time: Library Hall A bathrooms in 30 minutes

-Wardrobe: Motorcycle Helmet, Leather jacket, Jock, Knee High Socks, Shoes.

Laith looked at the assignment in fear. Not because of his bottoming inexperience…. But because his cock started to get even harder in its cage.

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“Hey there, pal! So glad to see you again! How long has it been? 10 years or so? I can still remember, when we were 12, they taking you away the same day they found out you started touching yourself. Very bad luck, I guess. It was actually the same day you started, right? Yeah, I got lucky, and was later drafted to be a trainer. They kept bringing me guys to fuck and torture until they obeyed sheepishly and grew aware that their pleasure might never come again. That is what they did to you, right? You had your day in the sun, ejaculated like only a crazy kid can, and then they locked your privates away, right? They have not let you have an orgasm since then? Wow! Sick, dude! So, have you been able to forget what an orgasm is in these ten years? Special training? You mean they have been edging you three times a day, every day since then? Well, don’t worry. I’m told that when you get to 30 they auction you. Might end up being bought by someone that may let you cum, right? Well, since they brought you to me this semester, you’ll be learning advanced dick sucking techniques. Let’s start, then?”  All is fine here. Still locked, and loving it more everyday that passes. I foresee that at least a year will pass before I get to have my release. But not to worry: there are plenty of ways to get some sexual pleasure when you put your mind to it. =]

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"This is Joey. Joey, actually wants this! Don't you Joey?" I nodded happily. This was a dream come true.

My stepbrother, Ryan arranged it. We were in the basement at his parents house. They were gone for the week. Also there were all of his jock friends. 5 other guys. Around them was a large box. Ryan asked me to take off my clothes til I was just in my underwear. I did so, blushing a little as I stood in front of all the guys with my small briefs on.

"Shouldn't he be rock hard if he is so turned on by this like you said Ry?" One of the jocks asked. Ryan turned to me, and whispered in my ear. "You wanna show them?" I nodded. I slipped off my briefs, showing the guys the small metal cage around my cock. "He locks himself up, so he can't jerk off sometimes!" Ryan said. The jocks applauded. They had never seen something like this. "Come on! Let's get on to it!" Someone said.

Ryan nodded and grabbed a pair of handcuffs. He snapped them onto my thin wrists, and turned me around. He pulled out a pair of filthy socks, once white, but now a dark color. He shoved him deep into my mouth, filling my cheeks with the rank socks. He then used a roll of tape, sealing them in.

Next they led me to the box, laying me down in it. Then they all grabbed their bags opening them up and revealing probably hundreds of various bits of dirty underwear, jocks, socks, compression shorts and other dirty, unwashed sweaty clothes. Slowly they started dumping them on top of me, soon completely covering me in their used gear. Then Ryan flipped over the lid, and used a padlock to close the hasp on the box, trapping me inside. He pounded on the top. "Have a good night! We will give you some food and water in the morning, then you'll go right back in. Remember, you aren't allowed out of the box til Friday night... In about 168 hours!"

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Luke

Stranger Danger

Part 4 Act 2

..through the shadows of the door emerged a figure. He was tall, and walked forward into the light. Luke watched him, his eyes darting up and down as he tried to make sense of what was happening. As he entered the room, well the dungeon, Luke saw with growing horror that this man was wearing his Castelli skinsuit! The one Luke had been wearing earlier. He must have picked it up off the floor upstairs thought Luke. "What the fuck" he said, quietly pretty much to himself.

The man was slightly bigger built than Luke but a similar height, about 6ft 2". Being bigger made the skinsuit an even tighter fit on him. Luke watched as he stood in front of him, allowing him to see his features. His hair was dirty blond and cut into a Mohican, not a long one but about 6 cm and pushed slightly forward messily. The sides were cut really short with lines clipped into them. Even from this distance Luke could see he had clear olive skin and blue eyes that stared back at him. Nothing was said. On his feet, rather than cycling shoes he had long black lace up boots. The laces were white and the boots were tall and clingy tightly to his legs. What Luke then noticed was that this mans cock was hard. Rock fucking hard. Now Luke wasn't exactly small but this guy was packing a monster. It was stuffed, somehow, into the suit and pushed to the right. The skinsuit was so tight you could clearly see the enlarged veins down the whole shaft and the bell end was as big as a fuckin mushroom. What Luke could also see, even in the low light was that it was leaking precum into his suit. A wet patch had formed at the cocks tip making the material even more transparent.

Luke had chosen to wear this particular skinsuit today on his ride as it was his favourite and he liked the way it felt and how he looked in it. Now, deep down inside his body there was the slightest hint of a conflict. He was in a strangers basement, tied up, drugged and wearing a latex suit, his cock was on display and swollen by the Viagra Jack had secretly given him and he was terrified, and yet, looking at this guy, Luke's cock twitched, ever so slightly in excitement at the sight in front of him. It was brief, and soon disappeared but for the tiniest of seconds Luke liked what he saw. It had happened so quickly Luke was sure no-one had noticed. But he was wrong. Watching very closely from the other side of the room Jack had noticed. Oh he had certainly noticed. Then the man, we'll call him 'Mohican' joined Jack next to the shelves of toys.

"Guest 1" said Jack to Luck. "He looks good in your skinsuit doesn't he? As you can clearly see Luke he really, really likes the way if fits. In fact I had to stop him from blowing a load into it when he squeezed it on earlier. Still plenty of time for that later on.." Jack then turned to the door again, expectantly.

Luke did the same, and saw the next man walk in. He couldn't quite make out what this guy was wearing at first, and he blinked his eyes trying to clear his vision. Like Mohican before, this man walked into the light of the room. He was wearing a full, leather motorcycle suit. And I mean the full suit. On the chest was a large red A symbol, some sort of logo Luke guessed. The cuffs of the arms had a red stripe on the ends and on the knees and elbows were padded plates that were designed to protect the wearer if they fell of their bike. These made the man stand at a slightly awkward angle as he couldn't fully stand up straight, and this had the effect of making him look even more scary. On his head he wore a black motorbike helmet with it's tinted visor pulled down, covering his face. Luke had no idea what he looked like, but he was definitely bigger built than Mohican. He had heavy, black biker boots on as well and it was obvious that this guy meant business. What scared Luke the most was what exactly this mans business was. His suit had scuff marks all over it, like it was well used. Especially scuffed were the knees and elbows, almost as if he spent a lot of his time on all fours. We'll call this man Biker.

Jack stepped forward, " this is guest No 2 Luke! Now I know you can't see his face but there's plenty of time to get to know eachother. What I do want you to look at are his hands" Jack held up Bikers arms and showed Luke his gloveless hands. .."aren't they huge?! Now the thing is Luke, Biker here loves to put them places. Tight places. Places hands have no right to be really.!"

Luke saw how big his hands were, they were like hammers. "Please Jack, I'm scared man, I don't want this!!" Luke stammered hopelessly.

With this Jack walked over to him, picking something up from the shelf first. "..I've gotta say Luke, you don't seem to fuckin appreciate what's happening down here. I'm introducing you to your guests. I don't fuckin care whether you want to be here or not. You are here! " With this he stood behind Luke and reached round and pinched his nose hard. Luke didn't know what to do so held his breath. Jack didn't let go and after only a short while, due to his panic Luke opened his mouth wide to take in a deep gulp of air. As he did this Jack shoved a ball bag into his mouth and pulled it's leather straps tight around Luke's head. The ball filled Luke's mouth and he couldn't say anything but just mumble noises instead. Even as he screamed it sounded muffled and pathetic. Jack let go of Luke's nose as he did the straps up very tight.

"...THATS COS YOU CANT KEEP YOUR FUCKIN MOUTH SHUT LUKE. NOW SIT THERE AND WATCH THE REST OF THE GUESTS ARRIVE!! " he shouted .

Luke's eyes went back to the door. Another man was entering the room. This one was naked apart from a black speedo and tall Doc Martin style lace up boots. Black boots, red laces. At the top of the boots, red sock tops were visible . On his face he wore a Russian style gas mask with a filter attached to the front which obscured his face. His body however Luke could see clearly. He was ripped. Not overly muscular like a body builder but definitely someone who spends time at the gym. His body was pale and smooth, no hair. Not even on his arms or legs. But what he did have were tattoos, his arms and chest was covered in them. He had some on his legs too but Luke couldn't really make out what they were. Some were just black swirls, some had colour in them. Just like Mohican and Biker this man's cock was big and hard and also just like the others it was throbbing. It strained the thin lycra of his suit, which struggled to cover it, and a large wet patch of sticky precum leaked out of it soaking the speedos. We will call this man Speedo.

So, 3 of the 6 guests were in the basement with Luke and Jack now. The air was beginning to smell of men. It was beginning to smell of sweat, of pre cum, of excitement and fear.

Guest 4 was now entering the basement. This man wore long black leather chaps with boots. His cock was squeezed through a hole in the front of a black jock strap. Leather of course. His top was bare apart from a harness that went straight around his chest just below his nipples, with two diagonal straps that went over his shoulders. These straps joined in the middle of his chest with a large silver hoop. Long leather wrist bands covered his forearms and he had a bicep cuff on each arm. Like the others his cock was raging. Long, thick veiny and with the foreskin cut back to reveal an angry red bulbous head. This was crowned with a large cock ring piercing the end. The sort you see on a bulls nose Luke thought. We will call this man Harness. His physique was muscular and and hairy and he looked like he want taking any shit from anyone. Especially the 2 slaves that he had on the ends of leashes attached to neck collars. The same sort of leash and collar that Luke had been wearing earlier. These two looked different from the other men in the room though. They were smaller built, more like boys of Luke's age rather than men but Luke couldn't see much of their features as they both wore the same style Latex suit that he had on. Full length body suits covering their feet, hands and heads. Their faces were covered by masks and the only thing exposed were their mouths. Their eyes and noses were covered by the material. Just like Luke both of these two had their cocks pulled through the holes in the front of their suits but unlike Luke their cocks weren't covered. They were both hard, and both of these slaves had cock rings stretching their shaved balls. Luke saw that their cocks were red raw, circumsised, and both looked like they had seen a lot of action. They looked painfully sore. Harness then made them turn around , and Luke saw that the arses on their suits were exposed. This had the effect of the Latex perfectly framing their butts for everyone to see. And abuse Luke thought. And abused they certainly were. Both these slaves had the same look to their holes. Enflamed skin around their rings stood out like puffy lips. It was obvious that these two had taken a lot of things up their butts and it had taken its toll. They were damaged in a way that can only be done by stretching the skin and pushing in things that were very big and very wide. It must of hurt like hell as the skin and ring piece had been left permanently red and enlarged. As Harness pulled on their leashes the two moved slowly but obediently into the room in front of Luke. They weren't really paying any attention to Luke, as they both seemed more interested in eachother. Licking their lips and pulling on their cocks, playing with themselves even though their cocks were red raw.

" Well Luke" said Jack as he stepped forward. "..this is everyone now and what a fuckin party we are going to have! Now I'm pretty fuckin sure you're sat there thinking you arent going to be taking anything up your arse, and down your throat but that's exactly what these two thought when they first met Mohican, Biker, Speedo and Harness here. Look closely Luke, they look a lot like you do dont they? Or at least they did, before we trained them. Look how their cocks are sore with constantly being played with and look at their wrecked holes!" Jack spun the two slaves around to show off their butts. "..Speedo is a fuckin huge fan of shoving things up this" as he said this Jack spread one of the slaves legs apart, making it bend over. He then pulled it's cheeks apart revealing its engorged ring. " You see these two are subjects 3 and 4 Luke. They were found and bought here just like I bought you here. No 3 was actually a cyclist like you were, and 4 made the stupid fuckin mistake of delivering something to my house. That was the last fucking delivery it made but it's taken a lot of deliveries since then" with this Jack laughed.

Luke noticed how Jack was calling them both either 'slaves' or 'it'. "Fuck" he thought to himself as he realised this was his fate. Would Jack be calling him No 5 in future when he showed him to his next victim?

" They've been trained using the same drug and hypno sessions that you're gonna get" continued Jack " and just like you, when they first got here they were fuckin resisting what we did. Fuck, didn't they resist guys! " Jack laughed and looked at the men in the room as he said this. "..but now look at them. After hours and hours of hypno sessions, doses and doses of drugs, poppers by the nose full and constant porn to watch whilst we shove toys up their looser and looser arses they now ONLY want to suck cock and wreck their ruined holes even more.."

Jack let go of the slaves arse and as he did so No 4 dropped to it's knees and opened its mouth wide. No 3 then slid it's cock down 4's throat, grabbing the back of its head and thrusting it's tool deep inside it's eager mouth. Back and forth it thrust as it face fucked No 4, spit bursting from 4's mouth as it struggled to swallow all No 3 gave it.

Luke watched in horror as this happened just in front of him. He also saw that as No 4 was being face fucked it was frantically wanking it's own stiff cock. "fuck" he said as it was obvious to Luke that No 3 and 4 were actually enjoying what they were doing to eachother and weren't fighting at all. They were devouring eachother and jerking off. Hungry for eachother he thought. And then it happened again. Luke's cock twitched with excitement and anticipation at what he was watching. It was totally involuntary.

Luke watched Jack preparing something at a table. He had bottles and bottles of Poppers laid out on it and Jack was pouring some into a larger bottle which he attached to a tube which was itself attached to the same style of gasmask that Speedo was wearing.

" now Luke" Jack said, " I'm going to put this gas mask on you, and you're going to take lots and lots of deep fuckin huff's and get your head really spinning as the poppers rush into your bloodstream. I'm also going to give you another drink mixed with more GHB to get you totally fucked up. You've had so much Viagra you're gonna stay hard for fuckin days so we dont need to worry about that. We going to start with the smaller toys and really start to spread your ring. I hate to see such a tight arse as you've got and we all know that it will look sooo much better when it's opened up and stretched wide. It's little puffy lips quivering. It's going to take time, but we have plenty of that Luke. Give yourself up now Luke. Stop trying to resist, accept that this is now your life. This is how you are going to spend the next few weeks, maybe even months until , just like No 3 and 4 you are only happy being used and abused by older men.

With this Jack placed the gas mask over Luke's head, and to his horror, Luke found himself taking the first of many deep, deep breaths quite readily . He even nodded as Jack encouraged him to take even deeper huff's and actually relaxed a little as the poppers began to fuel him.........

It was going to be a long journey but No 5 was now taking its first steps........

The End.

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Luke

Stranger Danger

Part 4

Act 1

....now it had been quite some time since Luke had passed out. He had no idea just how long it had been at this stage as he was only just starting to come round. What would horrify him was that it had been over 3 hours since he lost consciousness. And that had happened over 2 hours after he had first met Jack. So Luke had been "off grid" for over 5 hours. Now I have no way of knowing, but I imagine his parents were frantically trying to get hold of him. Their little Lukey. The trouble is, for both them and their little fuckin Lukey, was that he had, rather foolishly left his phone at home. In his rush to feel his lycra clad butt pressing down onto his saddle he had forgotten it. I imagine, before they realised it was still in his bedroom, his parents had tried calling it many many times. The problem for poor Luke was that, as he cycled regularly, and had many different routes to choose from, no one had a clue which direction he had headed off in. Or what route he had taken. Why would they? He did a ride so often it was just a daily routine in their house that he left, he rode, and then he returned. He always returned. There aren't CCTV cameras in the countryside and so where on earth would you start looking for someone who was potentially in any direction over a 30 to 40 mile radius..?

Exactly.

I'm sure the police had been called by now as well, but it really is a case of looking for a slim, cute, floppy haired needle in a haystack.

Jack of course had figured this out a long time ago. He had told Luke earlier, that he thought he may have seen him cycling before today, but what he hadn't said was that these sightings were absolutely definite and hadn't been quite as accidental as implied. In fact he had first spotted Luke cycling months ago whilst Jack had been driving his car. Quite by chance. As soon as he spotted him that fateful day, he had been following a well thought out plan and in doing so had followed him home, carefully, keeping his distance. Unseen. Unnoticed. And over time, weeks in fact, he had learnt Luke's life. His home address, his daily routines and most importantly his cycling regime. Routes, times, distance and most importantly.. outfits. This cute young lad seemed to have a lot of lycra kits to choose from in his collection and oh, Jack thought, how good he looked in every single one. This day was written in the stars as far as Jack was concerned. It was only Luke who had left his house today unaware of the stars alignment. Him forgetting his mobile was an added bonus for Jack, though he had a plan for that had Luke rememberd it. But no such plan was needed. Luke had made this all very easy. And far, far too tempting for a man like Jack. And far, far to exciting to let such an opportunity slip.

And so here Luke was. In Jack's basement.

Luke was beginning now to re focus. He was still very groggy but was starting to notice his surroundings. The first thing he realised was that he was still totally encased in Latex. His whole body was being restricted by the material, legs, arms torso and head. Almost immediately he was actually pleased to be wearing it still. You see, these events and thoughts were happening all at once and his brain hadn't quite remembered, yet, how the conversation with Jack had ended some hours earlier. Almost as soon as he had the pleasant thought about the Latex he had a very, very unnerving realisation that he couldn't move. Anything. At all. He was sat in a chair, well he assumed it was a chair. It had arms and a tall back, which went a little higher than Luke's head. It was padded, in red leather from what little he could see through his mask. The thing was, every part of him seemed to be strapped into the chair. Now remember, Luke was noticing this much faster than it takes to read about. For Luke, this was all happening simultaneously he looked down. And saw his legs were strapped to the chair legs. 4 black leather straps per leg. Two above the knee, two below. His arms were also strapped to the arms of the chair. Again 4 tight black leather straps, two above the elbow, two between elbow and wrists. His body, tightly wrapped as it was in Latex, was strapped to the chair by 2 wider straps. The suits straps that Jack had ever so carefully fitted to Luke were also attached to the chair by a series of chains. Looped through the hoops of the cuffs. At the time Luke had thought they looked a little like restraints, and he now realised,with growing concern, that thats exactly what they were. Even his neck collar was attached to the chair. All he could move was his head. He desperately tried to move but couldnt. Not even a tiny bit. "What the fuck" he shouted. To no one. "JACK, JACK!!" He shouted even louder. He was starting to remember how the last conversation had gone with Jack now, but was still confused. 'Had he been shouting at me'? He thought . He couldn't quite remember. Then he recalled something Jack had said, that he had spiked his drink to relax him and make him stay hard. "Fucking hell, this has gone too far man" he yelled. There was a real sense of growing anger in his voice. He was able to look around him, and slightly up and down. He looked down, at his groin and was surprised at what he saw. His swollen cock, still wrapped in a Latex sheath, his two full balls stretched down with the ball stretcher attachment was STILL rock hard. In fact, it was beginning to almost hurt as it had been swollen and throbbing now for so long. Then he remembered a little more."..FUCK!" He shouted "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!!" Even louder as he desperately tried to leave the chairs restraints. He remembered Jack saying something about Viagra . Luke had heard stories of guys needing to go to hospital, after taking too much of the stuff. He didn't have a fucking clue how much he'd been given. Well, not given, more forced really. The tone in Lukes voice was changing, and changing in a way that Jack, who was watching all of this from an unseen dark corner of the room, always loved to hear. Luke's voice was now changing from anger to panic.

Remember all of this, from Luke regaining conciousness to this point now had only taken about fifteen seconds. Something else then occurred to Luke, and this one was the scariest of all his horrors so far. He was no longer in the photographic studio he had been in earlier. He remembered how that had looked clearly now. It had been really nice, really clean with smart decor and finishings. It had that expensive looking sofa , and the photographs on the wall. "What the fuck is going on!!" Luke bellowed. "Jack, let me out of this fucking chair, PLEASE!!!" Desperately trying to move in the chair. Failing pathetically. Jack, unseen, and unheard quietly sniggered from the shadows.

What Luke saw around him appeared to be a basement gymnasium. There was various apparatus dotted around the room, like the sort of multigym machines Luke used at his local gym from time to time. Something about them looked different though, but he couldn't quite see what that was in the gloom. Also, the room itself was nothing like the photographic studio. This one was really grubby, no plush curtains and dressings in here. This room was much darker than the other, and the walls appeared to be just painted concrete. Painted black to make it even darker Luke noticed. Some of the walls had the paint flaking off it revealing grey concrete underneath.The whole room looked strikingly different from the lovely studio he had been in earlier. It looked,.... what was the word Luke thought? 'Sleazy' was the word that came to his panicking mind first. The lighting was jabout a dozen or so crude overhead fluorescent strips hanging on chains and two of them in one corner were flickering on and off as these lights so often do. The floor was bare concrete with large stains everywhere . The room looked more like a dungeon than a gym Luke thought. Then it occurred to him, what was different about the multigym equipment. It wasn't gym stuff at all. He now noticed that the large square metal framework around each piece of apparatus had the same hoops and straps attached to it that the chair he was tied to had. Also, on the floor in the middle of the large square frameworks were what looked like large cargo rings for securing things to. They were sunk into the floor and were located all over the room. Luke was really getting worried now. This looked like a dungeon because it was a fucking dungeon he realised! He was now really sweating inside his suit. He could tell it was pouring off him and he was beginning to need to piss. That wasn't possible trussed up as he was. Even if he could move, he couldn't piss through the cock sheath. But to be honest that really was the least of his problems right now. He was starting to shiver. There was apparatus everywhere! All different in design, some tall enough to stand under, some only big enough to be on all fours in. Some had wooden benches in the middle that you could lay on or straddle. Some seemed to be designed to strap the user into positions that must be really fuckin painful Luke thought. There was even a fuckin cage in one corner of the room . Like a fucking dog cage. "JACK, PLEASE MAN, LET ME OUT OF THIS CHAIR!!" He shouted. . As he looked around, his restricted head looking left and right he noticed some shelving over to the left. A large warehouse style shelving rack. Sturdy as fuck. It was what was on these shelves that made Luke start to shake even more uncontrollably."..NO, PLEASE, NO, I WANT OUT JACK, YOU CAN KEEP THIS SUIT. LET ME GO PLEASE. YOURE FUCKIN SCAREING ME" he shouted this out even though he thought he was alone down there. What he saw, neatly lined up on the shelves was a collection of dozens of dildos and anal toys. Of all sizes, and shapes but mostly fuckin huge. Along with the dildos were weird objects and things that were small at the top and widened out at the base. Surely these weren't used on people Luke thought. Surely these aren't actually for real fuckin use? Luke had never had anything up his arse before, well apart from the tip of his index finger once when he had tried some poppers at home when his parents had been away overnight. To be honest, the poppers he had enjoyed but being only 22 and still living with his parents, he didn't have the confidence to go into a sex shop and buy them or the privacy at home to use them. He had never ever used a toy on himself. Ever. Sure, recently he had watched a few porn clips of guys having some fun with eachother with them. He'd also watched clips of men being fucked by woman wearing strapons, but those ones were tiny compared to what he saw now.

The dildos he was now looking at were monsters. Some black, some flesh colour, some even a dark blue in colour. The smallest was actually quite small. For the virgin arse Jack had always said to his customers. They got progressively bigger in size until the largest. An absolute fucking giant of a beast. It's name on the catalogue was the 'Destroyer'. I'm sure you can imagine why. Now Jack had only managed to use this on person before. One of the "guests" that had been invited to today's session as it happened. But even he could only take half of it's length. Jack was gonna make fuckin sure that Luke would do better than that. Even if it means damaging him. But more about that later.

Jack decided that he had waited quite long enough. It really was time for the session to start. He rose from his chair and walked forward, into the light from the fluorescents above. Luke hadn't noticed him at all waiting there.

"JACK, THANK FUCK, PLEASE DUDE UNTIE ME MAN AND LET ME OUT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT WE'D AGREED TO BUT THIS AINT IT. I WANT OUT!!.." Luke shouted at him. That's when Luke noticed Jack was now looking very different.

Jack had changed whilst Luke had been passed out. Jack now wore, what he liked to call his work clothes.

On his feet were hefty black boots that went half way up his lower leg beneath the knee. Covering his junk he wore a tight black leather pair of shorts. What Luke couldn't see yet was that the back of these shorts was cut out to show off Jack's arse. On his upper half Jack wore a leather harness type thing. Four straps that went off at diagonals which were all joined in the middle, of both the front and back by a large silver ring. The only other thing Jack was wearing were two leather wrist cuffs that were each the length of his muscular forearms.

And that was it. Apart from these things Jack was naked. His body, though more than twice Lukes age was imoressive. Muscular, tight, and slightly hairy. Not very hairy, he was no ape. Just a very light dusting of hair on his chest and legs. His butt, Luke would see a little later was shaved smooth.

Jack walked forward to Luke's chair. Saying nothing. He then grabbed Luke's jaw with one of his muscular hands squeezing hard, hurting a little and said the following....

" Shut the fuck up Luke. Shut the mother fuckin fuck up. " He didn't shout these words but said them softly but extremely firmly. That was actually more scary than if he had shouted them. He was clearly very calm and relaxed. He continued....

"..this is happening Luke. Got it? This is fuckin real. Now Focus. Focus on me and stop looking around. Things are going to happen that you have no fucking choice about. The good, and I guess bad news for you is that I'm am now quite well practiced at what's going to happen. We all are."

Who the fuck else was here? Thought Luke trying to see into the shadowy corners.

"FUCKIN LOOK AT ME LUKE!!" Jack bellowed. This time really shouting. Then returning to his calm tone he continued..

" This isn't the first time someone has sat in that chair. It isn't the first time I've seen the same fear your eyes now have. In fact, you little fuckin prick you are subject No 5 that we've had down here"

Luke looked horrified and hopeless .

"That's right" continued Jack calmly "we've had four subjects before you to help us perfect our sessions. Now subjects 1 and 2 didn't go very well. No 1 only actually lasted about 12 hours. You see I was learning about doses back then and got a bit, well, carried away I guess.. Fuck, it's not easy Luke, these doses are important to get right" He actually laughed a low chuckle at this. " But don't worry, by No 2 I had got all that shit sorted. No 2 lasted nearly 3 days" Jack sounded quite proud as he announced this. " He would have lasted longer but one of my guests got a bit carried away with his pain administration. But don't worry Luke, he has slowed that shit down with all the subjects since then "

A big mad looking smile came over Jack's face as he said " it will be nice actually, you will get to meet him a little later" the smile quickly disappeared as he continued..

"..now none of us wanted subjects 1 and 2 to fuckin end the way they did. No, we want things to last much fuckin longer than 3 days. THIS SHIT TAKES A LOT OF PLANNING!! " he shouted. Now subjects 3 and 4 are very much still around, and very happy with their new existences. You see Luke, that's what we have planned for you, to teach you and break you in"

"How can I put it"? asked Jack thinking out loud "..yes! , like a champion stallion being broken in by it's rider, that's it!!" Jack seemed please with his analogy. He leant in very close to Luke's latex clad mask and said " we have all the fucking time in the world Luke. You are ours now. And we are certainly going to ride you son. Your old life is over. A new one awaits. One of sordid pleasure and pain. You will, if I do my job correctly, WANT this new world by the time we are done training you. Now I know right now, everything here is scaring the shit out of you. And that's good. You should be scared Luke. Very fuckin scared. Things are going to get very very serious for you soon. Things are going to hurt Luke, possibly even tear. Very likely bleed a little as well. But we have very special techniques that will help you through all of this. Help you with the pain. To enjoy the ripping sensations. To want the feelings to continue. To nod eagerly at the opportunity to have an even bigger toyed rammed into your once gorgeous , once tight little hole. To want the taste of cocks swelling in your hungry mouth. To swallow load after load after dirty load of sweaty mens cum. Believe me Luke, I actually think you're our best subject yet!" He said smiling again.

Now the look on Luke's face, or at least in his eyes as that's all Jack could see through the mask was hard to describe. Years ago he heard someone who was petrified being described as having the same wild look that a horse has when its scared. Look it up if you don't know what he means. Those wild, wide eyes looking out from its head which is turned to one side It really is a good way of describing exactly what Luke's face was doing right now. Only one added element. Tears were now forming in his beautiful hazel green eyes.

"Right!!" Exclaimed Jack. Tapping the side of Luke's head. "Enough of me talking. Time to meet my very special clients . You see the great news is Luke that when I emailed them and described you , all 6 of them dropped what they were doing and headed over here. They are all very eager to meet you and see what you can do. Or maybe, see what you can take is a better way of putting it. Anyway, all of them are here, they are all wearing their various work clothes so let me introduce you to your new absolutely living fucking hell" .

With that Jack turned around, showing Luke his exposed arse as he did so of course, and gestured to a set of double doors in the far wall of the dungeon.

What walked through made Luke literally piss himself with fear........

End of Act 1

Act 2 to follow

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Luke

Stranger Danger

Part 3 of 4

"..pretty much done now mate, just got a couple more things to finish the look" Jack said admiring the Latex wonder that stood before him. He lifted out of box 2 some cuffs. In fact 8 cuffs. He then started to put them on Luke. Firstly Jack squatted down and placed one of these cuffs around Luke's left ankle. It was about 6 or 7 cm wide and was made from a very good quality leather. It was of course black in colour. All of them were in fact. On the inside was a small but welcomed amount of padding, 'so as to not damage whatever it was touching' Luke thought. The cuff was placed around his ankle and then an attached leather strap was pulled through a shiny metal ring and Jack pulled the strap tight. This strap was then fastened much like a belt buckle. Then went on the other ankle cuff on the right leg this time. Same procedure. Same look. Next were two much larger cuffs this time, though apart from their size they were identical in appearance to the ankle ones. These, it turned out, were placed high on Lukes thighs, just below where his now stretched balls hung. Again, Jack pulled the strap quite tight and did them up. One, then the other. Luke noticed that all the cuffs, on their outside had silver hoops attached. In his fuddled state he thought they actually looked a little bit more like restraints than accessories....but they did look the part he thought.

Jack stood up and picked up Luke's glass. "Drink up mate" he said " you look like you're sweating a fair bit whilst you adjust to the Latex against your skin. I don't want you to dehydrate yourself" and with this he gave Luke the glass. Luke nodded appreciatively and took a long hard swig.

Next on were two bicep cuffs. Luke's arms, though hardly bodybuilding territory were nicely defined, he was after all a young boy who looked after his appearance. Once these were fitted Luke flexed his arms and could really feel the constraint of the cuffs as his biceps did their job.

Two black leather wrist straps were tightly bound up on the ends of Luke's arms and Jack stood back, arms folded looking at Luke. He had a beaming smile on his face."..mate, I thought this new range was going to look good, but bloody hell, you look absolutely fantastic Luke. Just got this to go and we are almost done..." As he spoke he lifted out a very large, wide cuff. Like the others but way wider. About 10cm wide Luke guessed. Jack gently raised Luke's chin and got him to look up. This collar, for thats what is was, was then placed around his neck but it had two leather straps this time, rather than just one that were pulled through two silver hoops. One above the other. Done up tightly, but not so much that it hurt or anything. Just tight enough to make the whole experience feel very unusual . "Let's head down to the studio and you can check yourself out in the mirror down there" said Jack.

Luke nodded eagerly, he was very very keen to do that. His whole body was warm and tingly inside the suit and he was very light headed. With anticipation he assumed. Wrongly of course.

"We can finish off the look, with the face mask downstairs mate as I don't want you to fall and hurt yourself going down the stairs" Jack said tenderly.

He then got out , what could only be described as a leash from the box. It was of course leather, about 3cm wide and had a very sturdy clip on the end which Jack very matter of factly clipped onto one of the hoops on the outside of the neck collar. Jack then grabbed Luke's glass and started walking away from Luke holding the leash behind him. Very quickly the leash tightened and pulled Luke in the same direction. Just like a slave would be walked Luke thought. Or a dog.

Down the stairs they went, slowly and carefully. There weren't many stairs to be fair, probably about a dozen but Luke was getting a little unstable on his feet now and a couple of times he had to steady himself by holding onto the walls. Something was pulsing around inside Luke's blood making him feel euphoric, relaxed and very horny and he didn't have a fucking clue it was there. He soon would though. Oh, how he soon would.

Down in the studio, whilst focusing was still possible Luke looked around and was surprised by what he saw. This was bloody impressive he thought. Everything was top quality and really clean and smart. The studio was about 5m square and had 3 of its walls, which formed a u shape, lined with dark blue velvet curtains and the floor was white tiled. In a corner of the room was a small 2 person sofa, this was made from very high quality leather as well. Above the sofa and around the room suspended from the ceiling was a bright silver metal tube, like the kind used in scaffolding but this was in prestine condition. On the back wall, behind where Luke assumed Jack stood to take the photos were a number of photographs taken in this very room by the look of them.

" Right Luke, I've got to get my camera set up, and get your hood from the box upstairs. While I do that, take a look round if you like? In fact on the back wall over there" he said pointing "are the sort of photos that I need to take. I hope you agree, they are all very high quality and tastfully done. It's important that my stock looks it's best as my customers are very discerning. In fact, talking of my customers , I need to very quickly send a few emails letting my most loyal customers know that there's another session about to happen with a new model and range. They've been waiting a little while since the last one and they get extremely excited at the thought of seeing another. There are only about 6 of them, but they really are loyal and spend a lot of money with me so I'm always keen to keep them interested. They are going to love the way you look in that Slave Suit Luke" he said looking Luke up and down. "Back in a minute"

With that Jack skipped up the stairs and was out of sight. Luke did indeed wander over to the wall pictures and inspect them. Jack was right, these were actually very tastfully shot thought Luke. The photographs varied slightly in theme but were all of a type. Most just had the model wearing Latex suits of various designs and colours and standing in various poses. In a couple however the model wore what looked like a black leather bikers suit. The sort worn on a motorbike Luke thought, even wearing a black crash helmet with a blacked out visor. "Jeez" Luke blurrily thought. The reassuring thing was, in every photo, you couldn't see the face of the Latex model. In three of the photographs however there were two participants. The Latex anonymous model, and the other, and Luke had to peer in closer to confirm this, was in fact Jack.

"Fucking hell" he said, out-loud . He was wearing what Luke was pretty sure must be from the Master Range of suits Jack had mentioned earlier. He was wearing black leather chaps on his legs that framed a small leather jock strap holding in his junk. On his feet were large black boots. His chest, which was muscular and had a light covering of short dark hair was clad in a harness of sorts. Like Luke's cuffs, this harness had rings on it to secure things to Luke guessed? On his forearms were wide leather straps, and he had similar bicep cuffs that Luke was wearing in the photo's Jack's hair was shaved so these must be quite old as his hair was now much longer. " Fucking hell" thought Luke. " looks like our Jack fancies himself as a bit of a model" Luke had to admit to himself though, there was something about Jack, posing whilst holding a leash attached to the Latex model, that looked quite sexy But Jack hadn't said anything about himself posing with Luke today. No, as far as Luke was aware he was the only model for this shoot.

"Easy" Luke said out loud but to no-one but himself really. "Pose for a few nice photos, earn Jack some money from his customers and I get to keep this fucking amazing outfit. Happy days"

But thankfully what Luke didn't know at this stage was that he wasn't going to have a happy day at all. He was being tricked into something that would turn out to be nearer to a hell than anything else. For what he was unaware of, as he looked at the photographs, was that upstairs Jack was calling 6 of his very best customers. Customers that would drop everything they were doing and make their way to the studio to see the fun. And not just to see it in fact but to participant in it actually.

About 10 minutes after he had left the studio Jack returned a little flustered and had an air of excitement about him. " Right, sorry about that Luke, but the good news is all 6 of my best customers have answered my email about the shoot today. They all sounded very keen to see you when I described you to them and I'm sure they won't be disappointed." With that Jack placed the box No 2 down on the floor and picked out the Latex face mask. " Ok, this is pretty much the last thing to put on. This will mean no-one can recognise you" The mask was black, of course, made from thin material and had openings for the eyes, and mouth and two small holes to allow the wearer to breathe through their nose. At the back was a large zip that went from the middle of the top downwards. Jack spread the mask apart and without really giving Luke the chance to inspect it stood behind him and covered his face with it. As the sides and back of Luke's hair was cut short there wasn't an issue with getting anything caught in the zip and Jack was easily able to slowly adjust the mask so its eyes and mouth holes all lined up properly with his cute features. Then once he was happy it was all good Jack slowly lowered the zip, and Luke felt the Latex tighten around his head, sucking itself against his skin and restricting the way his mouth and jaw moved. Down went the zip all the way to his neck. Jack adjusted the hood so that the bottom of it was hidden underneath the neck of the suit and the join was hidden behind the neck collar.

Apart from his hands Luke was now Latex.

Jack didn't want Luke to see himself, as he knew Luke wanted to see how he looked really badly. Jack wanted to keep Luke guessing about his appearance and knew it would heighten his arrousal if he was prevented from seeing himself in a mirror. Luckily Luke was so immersed in the Latex, rubbing himself all over, even at one point slowly playing with his still swollen latex cock that he had forgotten to ask about a mirror.

Jack pulled Luke's hands off his own cock and said that he wasn't to touch himself as he looked like he might explode a tidal wave of cum, judging by the fact that he had been rock hard for nearly two hours now. "Fuck" said Luke confused "have I been here two hours already!? My parents would be expecting me home from my cycle ride a little while ago and they'd be getting worried about now" Luke was getting agitated.

" How long have I been here for" he asked again

"I just told you Luke, two hours" replied Jack

" Erm I'm not sure, are you, I mean, are they .." Luke was struggling to speak and keep clear thoughts.

" I'm not sure" he spluttered " I'm confused, the room is spinning, have my parents called?"

But Jack then leant in very close to Luke and said something that he made VERY clear..

"..your Fuckin parents have no fuckin idea you're here. I picked you up, no one saw you get in my van. No one fuckin saw me drive you here you stupid little piece of shit. The reason you feel confused, you fucking moron, is because for the last 2 fucking hours I've been drugging you with a nice cocktail of GHB. Thats to get you relaxed for what I've got planned for you. The fuckin reason you've had a rock hard boner is not because your a fucking porn star, but because I've also spiked your drinks with ground down Viagra. You're loosing consciousness right now and confused because your about to fucking pass out. This has all been VERY carefully planned and timed. Now shut the fuck up you and fall asleep so our guests can get here!! And don't fuckin worry about your Parents either as I doubt you're going to see them again. OR AT LEAST IF YOU DO THEY WONT FUCKING RECOGNISE YOU, COS YOU WONT BE THE SWEET, NICE LITTLE VIRGIN YOU WERE WHEN THEY LAST SAW YOU. YOURE GETTING FUCKING DESTROYED TODAY!!!!"

Jack was shouting this at Luke by now as Luke was pretty much unconscious. The last thing Luke seemed to remember, before passing out was Jack hacking up and spitting a face full of gob right into his pretty little face.

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Luke

Stranger Danger

Part 2

Although, visible excited at the situation he was in Luke was also aware that things seemed to have moved quite quickly. He had just agreed to let a stranger take pictures of him wearing , what appeared to be clothing for the male fetish bondage market. He was also very aware that he was still wearing just his cycling skinsuit with his socks and cycling shoes on, and yet despite all this he was definitely feeling both relaxed and horny at the same time. He was struggling a little bit with keeping his thoughts focused and this was made even more apparent when he suddenly found himself in another room with Jack. When the hell did they leave the kitchen? He had no real memory of walking into the room at all but was pleased that Jack seemed to be holding his arm and leading him in.

...ok mate, I've made you another drink as you gulped that last one down so fast" Jack said. He handed Luke the drink who gratefully took it even though he couldn't actually remember asking for another one let alone remember Jack making it.

.." thanks Jack, said Luke" Ive got a real thirst on today. Gotta admit I'm a little nervous for whats next but kind of excited too.." as he shuffled a little awkwardly.

" I can see your excited" replied Jack as he gestured to Luke's impressive bulge in his suit. Luke's cock was really swollen now and the suit was so tight that the veins the length of his shaft, as well as his circumcised head were pretty visible through the thin material. Then Jack did something that should have utterly freaked Luke out, and yet for some reason it didn't. Jack moved in closer and placed his hand over the bulge in Luke's crotch, ever so slightly tightening his touch and he said "..to be honest mate, having this as hard as it is will probably help with some of the outfits I want you in...." Then he removed his hand. As casual as that. No apology, nothing. As if it were perfectly acceptable to have touched Luke like that. And there was something in the way he had said 'some of the outfits I want you in' too. Luke thought he was only going to model one item from this range not several, and Jack saying 'i want you in' didn't seem as casual or as much fun as the original line he thought Jack had said, which was 'I'd love to see you in".

Luke definitely felt Jack had crossed a line there and wasn't best pleased he had touched him like that. Normally he'd expect his response to be very obvious anger but he hadn't exactly stepped back when Jack touched him. He just looked down and then back at Jack as he spoke the words.It was weird, Luke was almost feeling like he was observing this situation rather than actually being the participant.

..."so what happens next?" Luke asked

"Well" replied Jack " first thing I guess is to peel you out of your cycling kit and you can put on the Slave suit, then we can see how it fits.."

"What did you call it?" interrupted Luke a little perplexed at what he had just heard.

"This is the Slave Suit range" answered Jack "Oh don't worry about the name, it's one of a number of different lines I make. I also do a Master Range and a Drone range and, well, er other ones too"

"..but what's the Slave Range?.." Luke questioned further

.."it's a look that certain people seem to like, the idea behind it..." continued Jack "...is to turn a normal human being into a mindless, obedient Slave. This kit has all the bits and pieces that people need to dress like that Slave. It's all a bit odd I guess if you haven't experienced it before but you'd be surprised as to how big a scene it is really. I make a lot of money from it!" Jack smiled as he said that.

.."right, so what does a Slave do exactly? asked Jack

.." anything it's Master wants it to. I've got a few props I'll get you to pose with that might make it more clear. Look, to be honest it will make much more sense when you're in the Latex suit Luke. Let's get you undressed and get started"

"Ok, where should I undress?" asked Luke looking around the small room removing his shoes and socks.

.."right here mate. Trust me, putting on Latex is a skill and it's much easier, the first time anyway, if someone helps. And believe me mate, the moment for shyness has long since passed. We have an agreement now. You dress up and model for me and you get an expensive full Latex kit to keep. Put on the suit here and then we can head down to the studio"

Luke rememberd his swim team days where getting changed in front of your team mates was common practice so he wasn't overly fazed at the thought of this, and anyway Jack had told him to undress in front of him so he had best do what he was told he thought. He started to lower the little zip in the front of his suit, it started at the neck and continued down to his navel. Once undone he pulled his left arm out of the suit and did the same with his right arm. His toned, smooth chest was now exposed and the top half of the suit just hung down his sides.

" Good" said Jack "it's good that you have no chest hair at all as the suit is so tight it looks better over smooth skin. Have you shaved your arms too?"

.." I have yes. It for my cycling. It's normal for cyclist to shave their bodies to reduce drag and to be honest shaved legs look good in lycra " admitted Luke.

"They sure do, you look perfect " said Jack and as he said this he hooked his thumbs into the top of the black lycra and lowered the cycling suit down over Luke's hips and down a little further revealing his pelvis and the neatly trimed line of pubic hair just above his throbbing cock. He pulled down a bit more and Luke's cock burst out and slapped his body, all proud and wet. His pubes were neatly trimed and kept really short, beautifully framing his rather delicious cock and tight, smooth, full balls. Now this had nothing to do with cycling and everything to do with vanity. And bless him for that. Jack pulled the skinsuit down to Luke's ankles and Luke stepped out of them holding onto Jack's shoulder for balance.

So here they were. Luke a 22 year old lad was now stood totally naked in front of a 52 year old guy he had only met a couple of hours ago. And Luke was not only naked but his cock was rock hard and dripping with a delicious little drool of pre cum. Now that should be an impossible scenario and yet here it was, happening. Luke should have been running a mile and should never have got into this situation but for some reason he hadn't run, couldn't run in fact, even if he tried. Somewhere deep in his conscious he knew this was dangerous but his head was strangely croggy and he felt that he just wanted to please Jack and do what he said. Somewhere deep inside him, buried by the croggy thoughts in his head Luke was just beginning to feel, for the first time really, just a little uneasy about just how far things might go this afternoon. He was just starting to have a little nagging doubt about things and whether he would know what was too far before it was too late. But then Jack handed him the Latex suit and Luke smelt that intoxicating smell again.....

.."now putting this on can be tricky, but I've done this before so trust me" Jack said as he lifted Luke's left leg at the knee and guided his foot into the suit. The zip was undone at the back of the suit and, like his cycling suit, Luke had to effectively step into the suit from the rear and really pull the Latex material up each leg until both legs were fully incased. As Luke had spent years on a bike his legs were nicely muscular, without being out of proportion and so the Latex was even more tight than Jack had hoped it would be. Jack was very happy with what he was seeing. This was indeed going to be a long, sweaty and hopefully uncomfortable time for young Luke he thought, though he tried to hide these thoughts from showing on his face as he helped Luke slid his lovely, youthful shaved legs into the Latex.

So the suit was now covering Lukes legs and sat just on his lower hips. Luke felt his legs through the material and virtually purred, it felt like nothing before and this was a guy use to skintight lycra. But this feeling was different, this feeling was much more , well, sexy was the word that popped into his head.

"... Ok, so far so fucking good!" Jack exclaimed. "now this next bit is where the suit really starts to feel good...

" Shit" said Luke "..If this is going to feel even better than it already does I'd better be careful not to shoot my load!" He didn't care how wrong that might have sounded. It was a pure 'thought out loud' moment and the sweat beginning to form on his torso was making him hot and bothered.

"..don't worry. There's something in the kit that can help prevent that, and anyway with what you've had mixed into your drinks you won't have any trouble with round 2 of the cum-a-thon".Jack said. It's round 5 or 6 I'd be worried about he thought to himself smiling. Whilst talking he reached behind and picked two things out of box 2.

Now Luke was so transfixed by the feeling of the Latex that he hadn't picked up on what Jack had just said about him being given something on his drinks. He did however look a little puzzled at what Jack was now holding.

..."is that cock ring!?" asked Luke, a little alarmed at the thickness of it." and what the hell is that..? He was looking at the other object in Jack's hand. "..this my friend is indeed a cock ring and ball stretcher and this other item is a Latex cock sheath. It slides over your cock and balls and looks great in the suit.."

"..but what's the point in me wearing that if it's inside the suit?" asked Luke

.." good question. Firstly the cock ring and sheath will help you to hold back 'shooting your load' as you so perfectly described it just now. And secondly, if you look at the crotch of the suit you will see a well placed hole stitched into the suit. The way this suit is to be worn is with your cock and balls pulled through the hole and the Latex sheath makes it all look like it's part of the suit itself.

"..fuck, thats well thought out" Luke said, genuinely impressed.

Without warning Jack then did something that Luke thought was both the most horny and disgusting thing he had ever seen. Jack spat out a huge glob of spit onto Luke's balls and quickly rubbed it into his smooth nuts. He then, super quickly, before Luke could say anything, enlarged the cock ring as much as it would spread and slip it over his now dripping balls. With one move he then gently released his grip on the ring and let it close down onto the base of Lukes member. .."Holy shit" shouted Luke as the cock ring tightened over and stretched his balls easily 2 inches from their natural resting position.

"..being shaved is definitely the right thing with these " Jack said admiring the sight in front of him . Before Luke really had time to form an opinion on that Jack spat into the cock sheath and slid it over Luke's swollen cock. It slid down his shaft and his tool soon filled the sheath really nicely. Jack then got the ball sac part of the sheath and, like with the cock ring, spread it wide and pulled it over Luke's now stretched balls letting it snap into position and completely covering Lukes cock and balls with Latex. He then, so confidently he must have done this before thought Luke lifted the Latex bodysuit higher up Luke's waist and then, again without even looking at Luke, grabbed his sheath covered cock and balls and pulled them through the hole in the front of the suit. Jack continued to lift the suit up Luke's body, covering his sweaty lean torso as it raised, and Luke glanced down and saw just what Jack meant about the suit being worn correctly. His cock was proudly sticking through the suit and looked, covered as it was in Latex, that his entire lower part apart from his feet was made of Latex.

"Nearly there now mate" said Jack " lift your arms up and push them into the sleeves"

Luke did what he was told and his arms slid into the Latex sleeves of the suit. Jack stood behind him now and, quite firmly, pulled the two halfs of the suit back towards eachother. Jack felt his whole front side being encased in Latex, it stuck to him like glue. Then Jack finished this first stage of the process and pulled on the zip, slowly raising it up Luke's back. As he did this Luke felt totally wrapped in Latex, and it just got tighter and tighter as the zip raised up his back. By the time it got to the top it was raised up the lower half of his neck too and he loved it.

" All done, well first stage done" said Jack. With that he lifted out of box 2 what were, weirdly, a pair of long length toe socks made of Latex. " This is why you don't have to worry about the photos Luke, the Slave Suit will cover you in Latex and you won't be identifiable "

Luke pushed first his left then his right foot into the socks, and they enveloped his feet and toes. Jack then covered the tops of the socks, which were up to his calves with the bottom of the legs from the suit. This had the effect of making the transition from leg to foot seamless. More encasement.

So here we are. Apart from his hands Luke was now covered in Latex from his toes to his neck. Even his still throbbing cock was covered and stuck out in front of him, like it was begging to be abused. He couldn't tell where each separate item of clothing began or ended as it was all so tightly overlapped. Jack could tell he was sweating inside the suit now. In fact his hair was quite wet with sweat and stuck to his head in a very appealing way thought Jack. Very cute. His customers would love this imminent session he knew for sure. Even the more, how could he put it, the more harder to please ones. Especially when they see what were in some of the boxes downstairs in the photo suite.

For something Luke didn't know at the moment, and how could he know, was that it wasn't just a new line of clothes that Jack was trailing today. He had just taken receipt of a new range of toys he was going to sell. And some of them, well they were absolute fucking monsters.....

End of Part 2

Part 3 to follow.....

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Stranger Danger

Part 1

Luke had always been a keen cyclist, and today only underlined that enjoyment. The weather was perfect for a 30 mile ride, it was warm, sunny and dry. Infact the first dry day for about a week so he had been keen to change into his cycle gear and hit the road early. He was 22 years old and had been cycling for about 7 years, he was tall, about 6ft 2" with dark hair which was short at the sides and kept longer and floppy on top and he had a lean, fat free physique with legs that were tanned and slightly muscular as a result of his years cycling. Years of cycling and being on his school swim team had paid off for Luke and he had now a physique which was perfect for cycling. Truth be told, it was also perfect for looking good in his cycle kit, lycra isn't the most forgiving material he often thought but if you have the right figure there's something very sexy about the way the material clings to every curve. Luke definitely had the right figure. Although the keeping fit element to cycling had always been the main motivator, he had to admit to himself that the way the lycra felt and looked had always been a bonus reason for him to ride. He had a fairly large collection of cycling kits to wear, maybe a little too large and sometimes he thought maybe he enjoyed buying them and trying them on as much as the actual riding. Luke considered himself straight, in fact he had even dated, for a short while, one of the girls on his school swim team. The thing is, he had also liked two of the guys on the swim team as well, though had never done anything about these feelings other than let his mind, and his hands wander, when he laid in bed under the covers wearing just his dark blue Speedos . I guess if you held a gun to his head and made him choose he would admit to being bisexual.

Today he had slipped on his favourite kit. It was a black, long armed skinsuit made by Castelli, an all in one suit that had a tiny zip in the front that was pretty much invisible once done up. The effect was a suit that looked pretty much sprayed on and covered his body from his neck down to his thighs. The material had a wide black elasticated seam where it ended so that it clung to his legs and wrists. He finished it off with white cycling socks and shoes that clipped into his pedals. Safety being crucial, he also wore a red and white helmet with cycling sunglasses. He had, on a couple of thankfully rare occasions got a bit 'excited' on his rides, esp if he let his mind wander, and had allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of the lycra clinging to his body a little too much and was glad on those rides that he hadn't had to get off his bike. The suit was called a skinsuit for a good reason, and he wouldn't have been able to hide the impressive bulge straining the material to anyone that he might have met. Luke was blessed with being not only good looking but well endowed as well.

Today, he was pleased was not one of those distracted days. Today was all about the ride. He was about 20 miles in and was pleased with his pace so far. He was concentrating on the hill that was about a mile up the road and was taking in some fluids from his drinking bottle. Dehydration was easy to achieve but also easy to avoid. He was aware of a vehicle that was closing in from behind but he was moving at a decent speed so wasn't too bothered about slowing the traffic. The road wasnt quite two lanes wide and had a number of bends but was about to straighten up just before the hill so Luke figured the car could pass him then. He raised out of his saddle and sped up, powering down on his pedals to build up speed. The vehicle behind was now just behind him and could overtake him before the hill. Luke always felt a little vulnerable when a vehicle was just behind, esp when he was out of the saddle as he was aware he must be giving the driver a great view of his butt. His Castelli skinsuit had small padding to stop him getting saddle sore but didn't leave much to the imagination. If he was truthful he would also admit to quite liking giving whoever was behind him a view of his bum in the lycra, and hoped that they might appreciate the view. For some reason the car didn't overtake him, and instead stayed just behind. Not too close to be threatening, but close enough to be stuck behind him now the hill had started. Not particularly concerned Luke powered on and really pressed down into his pedals.

Suddenly the crank arm on the left pedal snapped with a loud crack and Luke was very nearly thrown from his bike. Through more luck than skill he managed to control the bike and click his shoes out of the pedals and bring the bike to a somewhat unelegant stop. His heart was racing as he had just about saved himself from a potentially nasty accident.

"Are you ok mate?" said a voice from behind.

It was the driver of what Luke now saw to be the van that was driving behind him. The van had stopped and had it's hazard lights on.

" Yeah I'm fine thanks, just a bit shaken up" said Luke. The van driver had got out and was walking to Luke.

"You did really well not to come off your bike, you were moving at a good speed"

"More luck than skill but yeah, that was close.." replied Luke, .."I'm glad you weren't trying to overtake me when my bike broke, I could have been hit by you!"

" me too, luckily I was happy enjoying the view" the van driver answered.

Luke nodded as he was looking at his broken pedal and assumed the guy meant the rolling countryside . What Luke didn't notice was the van driver was staring at his lycra clad bodysuit as he had said that.

Luke then realised that in his haste to leave his apartment and enjoy the sun he had forgotten to put his mobile phone in the small pocket on the back of his suit. He was now stuck, with a broken bike and about 10 miles from home.

"Shit, I forgot my phone" Luke said "could I borrow yours to see if I can get a lift home from someone please?"

" Unfortunately the battery is flat on mine so it's just turned itself off" said the van driver

.." where are you heading, I can give you a lift if that's any use? My names Jack by the way, and I use to ride myself, so I know how frustrating it is to be stuck on the roadside"

"Erm ok, thanks. I'm Luke and I'm heading into the next town, I live near the bus station. Is that where your driving to?"

" It is yeah, looks like you've had a lucky escape and now a free ride home" said Jack smiling.

Luke did a quick assessment of the situation. He was indeed stuck here, with no phone and no way home. This Jack guy seemed ok. He was about his own Dad's age, about 50 or so and seemed to appreciate Luke's dilemma, apparently being an ex cyclist. He looked like he use to cycle too, he was tall like Luke and was trim. He obviously kept himself in good shape. Luke knew it wasn't ideal to get a lift from a stranger but this situation wasnt exactly ideal either. Take a lift or have a very very long walk home, and anyway this guy Jack seemed nice enough, not the usual pot bellied van driver that shouts abuse at Luke for being too slow and holding up the traffic.

"Well if it's no hassle, I'd really appreciate the lift" Luke said hopefully.

Jack walked to the side door of the van, slid it open and said

" There's room for your bike back here, but I'll let you put it in as I know how expensive those machines are!" Jack smiled a warm and sympathetic smile.

"Great!" Luke wheeled his broken bike to the side door and looked inside the van. It had a lots of boxes and very large padded envelopes inside stacked up. There was plenty of room for his bike and he lifted it up and into the van, the roof was not tall enough to stand up in so he stooped over as he manouvered his bike and lent it against the boxes. Jack stood at the doorway and watched Luke as he did so, Luke was again a little conscious that he was giving Jack a great view of his butt as he secured the bike in place, as he was having to bend over right in front of him to move some boxes.

.."are you a delivery guy Jack?" asked Luke as he looked at the boxes , one of which was torn and the contents were about to spill out.

" I am today, my usual driver is on holiday, and I've had to collect some new things I'm selling and have a few specialist deliveries for a clothing company to make" answered Jack.

Luke commented that one box was split and he lifted it to show Jack. As he did so he noticed that the contents seemed to be an arm of clothing made from Latex, a material that Luke had often daydreamed of wearing, being like the Lycra he was wearing right now but a little more...full on. Like so many guys his age, he had spent his fair time on the web looking at porn sites, and recently he seemed to be steering towards sites with guys and woman in exactly this material. He accidentally on purpose let more of the material fall out of the damaged box, in order to get a better view.

Jack noticed and seemed a little embarrassed. " Oh shit, sorry about that, yeah I'm delivering for a clothing company that specialises in Latex clothing. I've got a few boxes to deliver and then I'm done for the day. Sorry if that seems a little weird but I guess I cater in clothing for people into a certain look!" Jack laughed trying to move the conversation on.

" Fair enough" said Luke intrigued but noticing Jacks embarrassment. " Each to their own I guess!" With that Jack stacked the box onto the others, and sneaked a little touch of the material without Jack noticing and jumped out of the van " thanks so much for the lift" he repeated " it would have been a very long walk home" he was glad to shift the conversation away from the Latex as he feared getting distracted and letting his thoughts become obvious in his crotch area....

The next few miles of driving flew by for Luke. Jack turned out to be a really nice guy, quite funny in fact and the conversation really flowed. It turned out Jack was 52 years old and had lived near by for about 5 years, apparently he drives these roads quite a lot and said that he actually thinks he's seen Luke riding his bike before. Luke thought it must have looked quite odd really, Jack was a middle aged guy in jeans and a t shirt driving along chatting and laughing with a 22 year old lad dressed in a skintight lycra cycling suit. But the conversation was easy and he relaxed into the journey, grateful that the miles were speeding past and he was heading home.

" Listen, I hope you don't mind but I need to quickly swing by my home to get a couple of extra boxes I need to deliver " Jack said . "I will only need 10 minutes to load up and you can wait in the van while I do so if you want? "

"Erm, sure " said Luke. He probably should have been a little concerned by the sudden change of plans but Jack seemed like a really decent guy, and anyway he was more than twice Lukes age so he wasn't worried at all, Luke may not be overly muscular but he was fit and could look after himself.

" I could do with a grabbing a drink at yours if that's ok" said Luke wiping his forehead, the days getting warmer..

.." no problem mate. You do look really hot in your Lycra.." Jack replied, looking at Luke. It was weird but Luke was sure that as Jack said this he ever so briefly glanced down at his lycra clad crotch but he dismissed this as Jack just looking around as they chatted.

A few miles later and they turned off the road and drove down a very narrow single track road. It was a road that didn't look well used at all and went on for quite a while, eventually turning right and opening out onto a gravel driveway in front of what Luke assumed was Jack's house.

..."wow, nice house and quiet too" Luke commented.

"Thanks mate, yeah I love the fact that its in the middle of nowhere. Nobody ever bothers me here and that's fine with me"

The van came to a stop in front of the house and Jack jumped out, leaning through his open window saying " you can wait here if you like mate, I've gotta grab some things out the van and get some bits from the house, I'll get you that drink"

Luke really liked Jack's chilled attitude to life, having chatted non stop for the last 20 minutes or so and to be honest he had ever so slightly bonded with him in this unexpected meeting and felt very at ease in his company, feeling like they had known eachother for years rather than minutes and so said.." I'll give you a hand if you like?, I could do with getting out the hot van to be honest"

"Great! If you could grab that broken box from the back I'll open the garage door"

Luke jumped out of the van and realised how hot the day had become. He pulled the top of the skinsuit away from his chest as the sweat was making it stick to him a little and he stretched as he got out. He then went to the vans side door, grabbing the box with the Latex outfit inside and, glancing over his shoulder to check he was out of sight, did find himself touching the material whilst gently adjusting his cock through the lycra. He quickly realised that he'd better stop, otherwise his cock would start to grow inside his skinsuit and Jack would wonder what the hell was happening.

He shook his head to clear away any unwanted thoughts and took the box into the house through the opened from door. The house was really cool, nicely decorated but very male oriented. It appeared that Jack didn't have a women to help him decorate, or at least not one that won the arguments! The colours and finishes were very male biased but looked good. Luke liked the place a lot and wandered through to the kitchen and found Jack there. Jack appeared a little startled as Luke walked in and placed the broken box on the counter top. He had his back to Luke and was finishing making his drink, stirring it's contents as Jack walked in.

.." perfect timing mate" said Jack. " Here's your drink, I put ice in it as it's so hot today, hope that's ok?"

" That's great thank you" replied Luke, as he took a long swig on the ice cold drink. It was extremely refreshing and he was grateful for it. He was more dehydrated than he thought and pretty much necked the whole thing in one go.

Watching him with interest was Jack who was just sipping his drink. .."blimey, at this rate I'll be preparing you another one sooner than I expected" he said smiling.

Luke wiped his lips with his suit sleeve and placed the glass down next to the box, looking at the Latex sleeve sticking out.

.." I've noticed you looking at that a few times mate" said Jack.."you're very welcome to take it out and have a proper look. I need to repackage it now anyway"

.." I have to admit I am a little intrigued, would that be ok?" asked Luke

.." of course" Jack said "I didnt quite give the whole picture earlier, I actually own the company that sells these clothes and this is a new line I've just designed and collected from the warehouse. I'd be very interested to hear your thoughts on how it looks to be honest" admitted Jack.

.." oh ok, you never know" said Luke..." If I like it I may order something from the range " Luke was a little surprised he had said that. His Latex kink had been kept a firm secret up until now, but he realised that his heart was racing at the thought of checking it out. He opened the box and pulled out a long garment that turned out to be a full body suit! Very similar in fact to the racing suit he was wearing but a thicker material with a much larger zip going all the way from the neck down to the lower back. The arms were full length and so we're the legs. Luke was immediately drawn to what he was seeing and feeling. The material being shiny and flexible must be super tight on whoever wore it he thought. What was most striking was the smell coming from the clothing. Latex has a very defined smell and I guess it's either love it or hate it. Luke clearly loved it as he unconsciously raised the suit up to his face and took a deep sniff.

..."the smell right?" Said Jack. .." I have to admit I love the smell of Latex too. Always have"

.." it's fantastic! " replied Luke

" I'd be happy to sell you that if you like it that much Luke" said Jack.. "there's actually more things from that new range in another box. That particular outfit is a two box set. The other box is in my storeroom if you want I can get it and you can take a look?"

.."yes please! " blurted Luke, almost shouting with excitement.

As Jack left the room to fetch box No 2 Luke was amazed with himself for sounding so keen. He was very surprised he was making his feelings so obvious but his head was giddy with excitement. By the time Jack had returned with an even larger box Luke was aware, though seemingly unconcerned about the growing bulge in his skinsuit. He was so keen to see what was in the new box he didn't seem to mind the fact that he was now standing in a strangers kitchen, wearing nothing but a lycra skinsuit and sporting what, obvious to anyone looking, was a large boner.

.."there you go mate. Box two. Its much heavier than box one as it's full of accessories." said Jack winking at Luke as he placed the box down in the counter top. " Latex is a great material, if you have the right physique I've always thought" pondered Jack out loud..." much like the lycra you're wearing now Luke, if you have the right look then it's very flattering." Noticing Luke's not unsubstantial bulge in his suit Jack delivered the killer question...." I tell you what mate, this is actually such a new line for my clothing range I don't have any pictures to post to potential customers of how the clothes look being worn by someone.This might be a little cheeky but if you're interested in getting that whole set for free would you mind trying a few things on and letting me take a few simple pictures for my website? Most of my clients, but not all, are middle age guys and seeing these clothes being worn by a young guy with a physique like yours would definitely help my sales.Don't worry about showing your face as that range happens to include a mask that covers your whole head so no one would know who's wearing it"?

" Oh I don't think so" answered Luke .." that is a little weird., I'm flattered you think I could model for you though.." but something in his head was making him feel very uninhibited and he really did like the idea of trying these on. "maybe another time, how about I just buy this range ?"

.."of course mate, I totally get it. We've only just met and here I am asking you to squeeze into a full latex catsuit and pose for some photos " laughed Jack. " I guess it is a little weird. That set sells for £1000.00. I'm happy to accept credit cards."

.."fuck" replied Luke.." I had no idea it was that expensive. I cant afford anything like that.." he looked at the outfit in front of him and realised that he wasn't going to be buying it any time soon. Not for that sort of money. His was really feeling a little light headed now and was still sporting what seemed like an increasingly harder cock that was definitely throbbing harder than it ever had before.

.." I do like the idea of trying them on but it all feels a bit weird, I mean we only met by chance a couple of hours ago. What sort of photos do you need for your website...?" inquired Luke

.."oh only a few of you in the suit" replied Jack "then a few with the accessories on as well I suppose. I've got a small studio here that I've used in the past. All very straightforward, just showing potential customers how the clothes look from in front and behind...but I get it Luke, it's just a shame cos your a good looking lad and would model the range well I'm sure..." Jack said reflectively.

Luke had slightly fazed out of concentration for just a moment, and found himself coming back into focus mentally..." How many photos would you need? If it's just a couple and you can't see my face, then I guess being paid in a Latex suit is interesting....ok, let's do it but can I look at the photos before you post them, just to make sute I'm happy with them..?"

.."sure thing! That's great" exclaimed Jack. " I'll show you all the photos before I post them!."

End of Part 1

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You want me to help you get fit like me? Sure thing. But listen, you'll have to follow my plan exactly. No half assing this. Once we start, we won't stop til I'm satisfied with your progress.

1. No jacking off. I'll be locking your cock up, and it will stay locked up til we finish.

2. You'll need to lose some fat. You'll be given a strictly controlled diet. But first, a couple days without any food. Good thing we are roommates, I'll be able to lock the fridge and pantry.

3. Mandatory Workouts. You'll go to the gym with me every other day, and you'll do everything I tell you.

4. You'll also not be allowed to sit around and play video games either. You'll take over the chores around the house to keep you occupied and moving.

5. You'll also be responsible for cleaning all our workout gear of course. Hope you love the smell of sweat!

With my program, I definitely think you'd look like me in a year or so. But, you might be so into it, you'll wanna stay in the program to maintain things.

Ready to join?

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Done ✅

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Laughing gas, beer, shots... the party escalated quickly. But the hangover will be hard: They'll wake up in a dark dungeon. Their septum and nipples are pierced. They'll be naked except for chastity devices. Their chests will be hurting because they will be branded with the word "slave".