Author's Note: This is my first story ever, so please leave your thoughts below. I know man on man might turn some of you off, but this is a personal fantasy of mine. Thanks for reading!


Part 1

I could feel the cum from his erect cock dripping on my back as I lay spreadeagled on his bed. My own cock was dripping to, almost as if to protest the lack of attention it was getting. Nick leaned forward and whispered into my ear " I hope that pretty little ass of yours is ready, bitch, cause ready or not here I come." Anticipating his penis, my thoughts drifted to the events that led me here....

First, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Charlie Packard, or Chip as everyone calls me. I'm 39 years old and about 5'11, with brown hair in a sensible left part, I'm fairly well built and I'm told that I'm good looking. Also, while I loved my wife my love for women was not so.... exclusive, I do sometimes fantasize about the times I had with members of the same sex. Anyway, I was a member of the Cleveland Police Department until the unfortunate death of my wife, Ann, in a car crash.

2 weeks ago, I'd moved down here to Hope, North Carolina for a new start. I'd just lost my wife of 12 years in a car crash and the loss was still fresh on my mind. Hope isn't a particularly big town, about 5000 people live here, but the local police force was hiring so I took the job. As I looked up at my new house, marveling at the size of it (we could have never afforded a house in Cleveland) a voice behind me made me jump and turn around. "Hey there, you must be new here!" The accent was the typical southern twang and that brought a slight grin to my face until I saw who it belonged to. Standing before me was a roughly 6-foot Adonis, muscular but not like a bodybuilder, just like a regular guy who likes to exercise muscular. His face was friendly and welcoming and kinda reminded me of Guy Pearce in a way. The sudden introduction left me floundering for words.

"Uhh... um, yeah, I..I..I..I'm new here, ummm?" was my totally dignified and collected response. The Adonis laughed and extended his hand "I'm Nick. Nick McClellan. And you are?" weakly grasping his hand, I responded "uhh, my name is Chip." Smooth, I thought. What was wrong with me? My whole body seemed to be failing me and my cock was starting to throb, evidently I was aroused by this guy. He gave me a weird look, one that seemed to say that he was both intrigued and amused. "Welcome to Hope, Chip! I'm your new neighbor!" At that moment, he noticed my wedding ring and a look of disappointment flashed on his face for a second." Is your spouse inside?" The question hurt a lot more than it should of, but the memory of my Ann's death was still fresh on my mind. "No, shes.... not with us anymore." Nick nodded and looked slightly embarrassed. "Well, I'm real sorry to hear that." At that point I thanked him and excused my self, I had boxes to unpack. As I left, Nick said "Hey, if you want some company just stop on by my house! We could open a few beers and just shot the breeze together." I smiled and accepted.

In the 2 weeks since that encounter, I'd been to his house about 9 times. We'd talked about his and that, I about my life in Cleveland and Ann, him about Hope and his life here. I learned that he was single, owned the local grocery store and lived quite comfortably. It was a Friday after my shift at the sheriffs office that everything changed. I was walking to my house, still in uniform, when Nick appeared in his patio. "Hey, Chip, want to come over?" After the boring day I had and the knowledge that I had nothing better to do I gratefully accepted. 2 hours later, I was drunk and he began asking... personal questions.

"So tell me about your wife, Chip." He said, all Fraiser Crane like. "Ann? She was.... she was the best woman I ever knew. She could have made your day just by smiling at you. She was always ready with a joke and a laugh. She was....." I trailed off, painful memories were what I had come here to avoid, not dig up and relive. Nick noticed the expression on my face and changed the subject. "So..... tell me about your sex life." I laughed and I'm not sure if it was the booze or the fact that I had few friends in this town bu I actually answered his question. "I haven't really had sex since Ann died. In the bedroom she was always rather dominant, a far cry from her usual sunny self. She had all kinds of chains and rope, whips and floggers she loved to use on me. Best times I had with a woman." The memories brought a smile to my face but Nick seemed to have been very interested in what I had said. "With a woman? You sound like you've..... tasted both sides of the spectrum." The tone of his voice suggestive. Again, I don't know why I answered but I did. "I have. Before I began dating Ann there was this Art teacher, Mr DuPont, from the collage I went to. He seduced me and was the guy who introduced me to bondage in the first place. After the week, sometimes I went by to his place and I would be his slave for the weekend. Some of the best times I remember where me in nothing but handcuffs, a chastity belt and a slave collar and him with nothing on at all...." again I drifted off, this reminiscing bringing up thoughts I hadn't thought about in years. Nick broke the silence "What happened to him?" I turned to Nick and noticed the look of extreme interest on his face." He took a job out of state. We said our goodbyes in our traditional way...." The memory of him holding me as he broke the news after one of our... remedial sessions bringing back a bittersweet part of my life. Damn, what was with all the reminiscing all of a sudden? As I thought that, Nick got up and sat down on the couch right next to me, his hips touching mine.

"What are.." his put his finger to my lips and shushed me. "I knew you were attracted to me, Chip. I knew you were into men to. Thank you for confirming it." Suddenly the whole atmosphere changed. I felt like I was back in collage with Mr DuPont. "If I didn't know better, I would say that you had planned this from the time we met."I said. A sly smile creeped onto Nick's face as he replied "You would be correct." At that point, I lost control and kissed him deeply. He reciprocated, out tongues exploring each others mouth passionately until he broke away and slapped my face. "If we do this, your not my equal. Not my friend. While we do this, your my pet, nothing more. To be used and abused as I see fit. Understand?" I sheepishly replied "Yes, sir." He slapped me again. "Speak up, pet." "Yes, sir!" I replied with more force. He smiled, "Good. Take off all your clothes, then join me upstairs in my bedroom. Crawl in on all fours or there will be punishments, understand." I nodded and said" Yes, sir". He got up and went up stairs, but not before taking the handcuffs from my belt. "We will need this...." he seductively trailed off.

I quickly took of all my clothes, exposing my erect cock, standing at attention as if to say, Ready and willing, sir! An appropriate description of my current situation. Unsure if he wanted me to just crawl into his room or crawl all to way up the stairs, I decided on the latter. If my experiences has taught me anything its that Domm's always look for a reason to punish you. Once the tedious job of crawling all the way to his bedroom was completed, I went inside and was immediately greeted by the stunning figure of Nick in the nude. He was everything I imagined, huge cock, firm build, he was Adonis! He gestured to me and told me to crawl to his feet. After I obliged, his huge, equally erect cock just an inch from my face, he started talking. "When we are alone, I will call you bitch. You will call me master, as is appropriate. Understand, bitch?" "Yes, sir." He slapped me on the face. "Sorry, master! Yes, master!" He smiled again. "Good. Now crawl to the toilet and hug it, hands behind the pipe, bitch." I obliged and he used my handcuffs to secure me to his toilet. "Oh, before I forget, all pets must be collared in this town." he said as he attached a leather collar to my neck. It had an O ring on it and the word BITCH on the front. "We don't want the cops to come now, do we, pet?" he laughed at his joke. He started moving things behind me, nothing I could see in my current position. After a while, he came back to me and motioned me to open my mouth, shoving a ring gag into my mouth and securing it. "We will need that later...." He really loved his seductive voice and frankly so did I. That twang could melt butter. He went back to whatever he was doing behind me until finally he said "As a new pet, I really must clean you out, make sure you aren't totally a filthy bitch." And with that, he applied some lube to my asshole and slowly inserted an enema nozzle. I moaned in pleasure as it went inside. "You really are a filthy bitch, aren't you?" When I didn't reply, he slapped my ass, not very hard but enough to get my attention. I made unintelligible sounds and nodded my agreement. This time, he was not satisfied. "When I ask you a question, you reply right away, bitch. I think its time that lesson was beat into you." He picked up a riding crop and showed it to me. "While I fill you up, I'm going to beat you with this. You will repeat over and over that you are a filthy bitch until I'm done, understand, bitch?" I nodded and tried my best to speak but the gag prevented that. "Good. Lets begin."

The feeling of being filled up quickly brought pleasure to my anus. I moaned until Nick started with the riding crop. "I don't hear you, bitch!" The strikes weren't particularly painful and actually were somewhat enjoyable. Evidently, Nick had experience. I quickly started repeating that I was a filthy bitch over and over again, the pleasure and the pain bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. The mixture of this humiliation, the liquid in my ass, the riding crop and the long time since something like this had happened to me pushed me over the edge and I came all over the floor, cum splattering all over the floor. "Ahh, damn it, bitch!" Nick seemed upset at that development and struck my ass a couple of time, harder than before. I cried in pain, it wasn't overwhelming but it hurt. "It seems you don't want to learn, bitch. Here I am trying to make you clean and you go and cum all over the floor. You will regret that, bitch." the tone in his voice made me agree with him. He fiddled with the settings of the enema nozzle and made it pump into my ass faster. Then he went back into the bedroom to get somethings. My ass was filled up and I could feel a cramp forming in my stomach yet still it pumped more fluid. My discomfort must have been obvious because when Nick came back, he said "You will take the whole damn bag, bitch." After a while, mercifully the bag was empty. Nick took out he nozzle but quickly shoved a butt plug inside my ass. It was bigger than most things I had taken in my ass and worse it meant I couldn't empty my ass. He quickly added a chastity belt to keep the plug inside me. "That will stay there until you learn your lesson, bitch."

Nick leaned forward and uncuffed me from the toilet but then forced my hands together and cuffed them behind my back. "Ever wonder how criminals feel when you cuff them, bitch? Now you know" he grabbed my hair and gently lowered my head to he floor, showing me where I had cummed. The stuff had gotten on the floor and the base of the toilet. "You made the mess, you clean it up, bitch. Start licking." The command sent a shiver down my spine, I didn't want to lick his toilet floor, but I knew the alternative would be worse. The first lick was worse and made me gag but I carried on licking through my gag. Nick took the riding crop and lightly started whacking y ass. "Come again and I'll make you lick the whole toilet floor." That threat alone kept my libido in check. After what felt like an eternity but was really just 5 minutes, I was done, all the cum was gone. Nick sat down on the toilet and looked at my work. "Serviceable, bitch, but you missed a spot." He lifted his left foot and sure enough there was a bit of cum there. "Why don't you lick the whole foot, bitch?" Finally, I could touch his body. As I ran my tongue over his feet, he started to masturbate, clearly he was into it. His foot was divine, he tasted salty yet sweet. Once I was finished, he stopped masturbating and got up. "That is the kind of discipline you need, bitch. You need to learn how to stop." He grabbed the collar and led me to the shower. He uncuffed me then recuffed my hands above me, to a bar on the wall so that I was kneeling before him, hands above my head. "Your ass must be full, huh, bitch?" I nodded and made a noise close to yes, master. "Good. Because I really need to pee and your mouth looks real inciting, bitch." Ahh, so that's what he wanted, I thought. Before I could do anything, he took his cock in his hands and assumed a pee position if front of me, his dickhead in front of my open mouth. "If a drop falls out, you lick it up, understand, bitch?" Before I could respond he began to pee. It tasted salty and disgusting, my natural reflex was to gag and move away but I fought it and kept swallowing. Christ, there was a lot of it, I thought. Finally, he finished and wiped his cock all over my face, smearing precum and pee and over me. Then he patted my head and said "Good bitch. Your learning." He took off the cuffs and held them in his hands, then he gave me a key. "This unlocks your belt. Empty yourself then crawl back into the bedroom once your done, bitch." He walked out and closed the door behind him.

I fumbled with the key, desperate to get the belt off. My stomach was cramping and my anus was in pain. Once the belt was off, I went to the toilet, pulled out the plug (almost cumming again there) and let loose. The empty feeling in my gut was great and I sat there for a second. Here I was, wearing nothing but a gag and a slave collar, covered in precum and pee, just having let Nick urinate into my mouth after he made me lick his floors and feet. And I was in heaven. Would I not have come to Nick's place if I had known this would happen? No, I probably would have sprinted and begged him to do this to me. Confidently, I got on my hands and feet and crawled back into his bedroom.


Part 2 (added: 2015/10/19)

I re-entered Nick's bedroom on my hands and knees. He was sitting on the bed, playful yet commanding, sorting some of his "toys". He looked at me and said "Crawl onto the bed and lay on your stomach spreadeagled." I immediately obliged, laying still on the queen sized bed (ironic, I know) as he tied my hands and feet to the bedposts. After Nick finished binding me he got on the bed and laid on top of me, his mouth next to my ear and his dick resting near my ass, fully erect, just like me. He undid my gag and tossed it off to the side and began trailing his fingers on my neck, sending a shiver of anticipation down my spine.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" he whispered softly into my ear, "Yes, master." came my reply. "Good" he turned to look at my ass, then turned back to me "I don't think your ass needs any lube. You want my dick in your ass, don't you bitch?" I nodded while tensing in anticipation. "Excellent..." he took his dick in one hand as he began running his tongue around my neck. My body began shivering as I felt his dickhead on the rim of my asshole and his tongue make its way up to my ear. Then he thrust into me, sending him balls deep, causing me to cry out in pleasure. Nick thrust into me, harder and harder, sending the both of us closer and closer to the edge. Then his arm came around my neck, putting me in a choke hold, not enough to cut off my air supply totally but enough to make me gasp. The pleasure I was feeling kept increasing, I felt myself beginning to black out from the pleasure and asphyxiation. Nick kept thrusting, again and again until finally we both came, both of us crying out in joy. Then I finally did black out entirely.

I woke up when I felt movement next to me. The haze my mind was in began to clear as I got my bearings. I was in Nick's bedroom and on his bed. I looked around and noticed I was no longer tied up but I was still naked and wearing the collar. The clock on the side table got my attention next, it was about 9 A.M. Damn, it was morning? At least I had nowhere to be today given that it was Saturday and I was off duty till Monday. I turned my head and saw Nick still asleep next to me. Wow, he was so good looking there. I parted the hair (which was a center part) which blocked his face. Good lord, he was a sight to behold. I sat there for about 20 seconds until he stirred and opened his eyes. He looked around for a second or two then smiled. "Hey there, Chip. Sleep tight?" I smiled as I replied. "Like a log, Nick. I mean, master." He laughed "You don't need to say that now, Chip. We're not going to be like that all the time, are we? Speaking of which..." he reached up and undid the collar. "I'm going to go down and make something to eat, I'm famished. Why don't you get cleaned up? Then come downstairs, we do need to talk." He got up and made his way to the door then stopped and turned to me "Though I would.... appreciate it if you didn't dress." He smiled and left the room.

When I made my way downstairs after having cleaned up (took about three mouthfuls of mouthwash to get rid of the smell), Nick was scrapping some scrabbled eggs onto 2 plates. He turned when he heard me and offered a plate. We both ate in awkward silence, reluctant to say the first word. Thankfully, Nick broke the silence though his contribution was not really helpful. "So, what do we do now, Chip?" I stopped chewing and swallowed. "I don't really know, Nick. I like you, really, I do, and the sex was..." I trailed off for a second as my mind wandered, "but there are a couple of things I've gotta consider. I'm new in town and I've got a job as a cop here, how will they take the news that we could potentially be in a relationship?" At this Nick chuckled for a second. "What, Chip, you think that just because Its a small southern town the people are intolerant? It will be fine, most of the town knows I'm gay and don't care." I nodded and thought for a second. "There's something else. I'm not just looking for sex, Nick. I'm not looking to just become a slave. I want more than that. I want the other stuff, the normal stuff to. Are you ok with that?" Nick stopped eating and came around the table, sitting right next to me and taking my hands. " Of course I'm ok with it. Sure, the town is tolerant but its not terribly big. I love this town but Hope doesn't have much of a "gay crowd", especially one with the.... taste for the things I love. And just because I like tying dudes up and dominating them doesn't mean I'm anti-regular relationship outside that." I laughed, happy at the response. "In that case, I'd love to give it a shot.... Master." I playfully smiled as I said it and Nick couldn't help but smile as well as he got up, gesturing for me to get up as well. " Got any plans for the weekend, bitch?" I shook my head "Good. Cause I think some orientation is in order." He kissed me slowly and we just held it for a good minute. Nick finally broke away and smiled like the Cheshire cat. " Time to show you the pets room" he said as he led me to the basement.....