Those feets should be locked in stocks before we add the cream, wink wink
gym lad takeover
A new gym opened up in town, and a special one indeed. Its a private gym, people can book a room for a few hours, and work out like they want to, when they want to. Nick was hooked right away. Working the whole day, he liked hitting the gym at night. That new gym was even better, because of its privacy. He loved everything about it. Free drinks, some special water wirh vitamis, nice music, and no one able to annoy him with their disgusting fat bodies. A toned one is the only right one, he would say.
One night, he was working out, when the door suddenly opened. The owner stepped inside, closed the door and approached Nick, who was emptying a bottle of water in one go. "Nick...right?" The man said, and due to the hammering music, Nick had trouble hearing him. "Yea." He said loudly, at least it was just the owner, he thought, not some weirdo. "Need anything? Some water?" The man carried a bag filled with water bottles. Strange.
"Just had two" Nick replied, trying to avoid more conversation. Nodding in agreement, the man stepped right in front of him, and raised his hand. "Then this should work"
SNAP
Instantly, Nicks whole body reacted to it. He tensed heavily, all of his muscles bulging so hard. And this pressure on his head, his vision so blurry, and his mind fighting to stay concious. Something, someone, was inside his head. "Obey. Nick. Just give in. Obey." Nick opened his mouth, "What?? No!" He tried to scream, to fight back. "Obey. Just obey."
The music shifted, saying the same things. OBEY. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO. HAVE TO OBEY. Nicks hands were shaking widely, something inside his blood, some sort of drug was aiding those thoughts.
SNAP.
With another snap of his fingers, the owner of the gym demanded attention. And Nick obeyed.
Nick watched that man, his beautifuly shining eyes. It felt right to obey him. To follow his voice. No! It wasnt. Nick protested. His face grimacing, he tried to regain control.
"Still there, huh?" The man approached him even further, placing a hand on Nicks shoulder. "I respect that. But you wont be able to resist." Nick hissed. "Fuuuuck yoou." But the man put pressure on to his shoulder, and like a switch, Nicks body went rigid, his eyes dull and most importantly, his mind blank.
Only a shimmer of blue was left, as he stared into his masters eyes. "See. Not that hard, is it." The man patted his cheek firmly, but Nick didnt react. He just stood there, motionless, his body hard as rock, but his will nothing more but clay, in the right mans hands. His master started to inspect his newest addition. He started to run a hand across Nicks bare, sweaty chest, enjoying how it felt. "Not bad. Not bad at all." He smirked, walking around him again and again, encompassing his whole upper body with his fingers. "Flex boy. Flex for me." He ordered, and Nick obeyed in an instant.
"Well done. Boy." He said hugging him from behind, firmly playing with his slaves hard nipples. "You smell, so good." The master sniffed his pits, even taking a lick. Nick didnt move. He held his pose, like a statue made of stone. The man started grinding on Nicks thick ass, his erect cock pressing against the fabric of his tight trousers. "Yeah. So good." He moaned, but stopped himself. For now. He walked around again, grabbing Nick by his waist, pulling him closer. "Lets have a closer look." He said, starting to inspect Nick even closer. The man stroked his face gently, running a finger through Nicks light stubble, along his jawline, neck and further down his shoulders. "Smile. Will ya." He patted his cheek again, causing a derpy, but vacant smile.
"Good boy." The master smiled, grabbing Nicks bulging biceps. "Very good boy. Been drinking much water ey?" He said proudly, and went further down his body. Feeling his muscles react to every little move of his fingers, he moaned again. "Yeah, yeah." He massaged his pecs, played with the nipples again, and drew circles across his abs. Finally reaching the waistline, he noticed Nicks fat cock twitching inside the short gym shorts. "Like it, huh?" He smirked deviously, and grabbed his own cock with one hand, and Nicks with the other. Nick let out a low, guttural moan, as his eyes roll back into his skull. Twitching in unision, the man smiled. "Nearly there." At last, he began to stroke Nicks thighs, firmly, before he took a step back. "Turn around, and bend down." He snapped his fingers, and Nick did as he is told. Easily, he steadied himself against the gymfloor.
"Thats where the fun begins." The man grabbed Nicks waist again, pulling him closer. He slapped his ass a few times, causing Nick to whimper. "Such a nice ass." He smirked, pulling the pants down, including the underwear, in one firm swing. "Fuck yeah." The master grabbed his cheeks, spreading them widely. Nick moaned loudly, again and again.
The man touched himself in anticipation, before removing his cum stained trousers. His dick was leaking heavily, knowing what would happen next. Without further a do, the man slid into Nicks virgin crack, the massive veiny cock needing space, spreading the hole even further. Nick let out a high pitched moan, pain and pleasure, as the man stood there, enjoying himself. "Yeah, youll be my cum dump tonight, Nick." He groaned, thrusting into Nicks ass, again and again. He had trouble staying steady, but his huge arms managed somehow. With that enormous cock reaching his prostate, his own dick was encouraged to get even harder, letting Nicks now empty brain get filled by pure pleasure. The master increased the pace and strength of his thrusts, both of his hands on Nicks waist, securely holding him in place as he fucked him, hard. Nick, unable to breathe properly, just moaned, groaned and cried out. His cock was already leaking heavily, ready to bust at any moment.
With one hard and heavy thrust, Nick moaned even louder, as he came. Shooting load after load against the floor, some of it even hitting his face. But his new master wasnt done yet. After what felt like an eternity, he released himself right into Nicks hole. Filling him with his hot cum. Both mens bodies went stiff and rigid, as they came together, again and again. "Fuck." The man groaned happily, and pulled his wet cock out. "This felt goood." Immediately, he started rubbing his hard cock. "Get up." He breathed, and snapped his fingers. Weakly, Nick got up, turned around and stood there. Waiting for the next command.
"Good boy." He said, patting his face again. "On your knees. Clean me up." The man watched as nick got on his knees, and started to lick his cock dry. Eagerly, Nick took the dick into his mouth, and cleaned it. His master grabbdd him by his hair, forcing him to look at him. "Well done. Now get up." He motioned for Nick to get up. For a few seconds, he just looks at him, before he sighs.
"Nick. Listen to me." Nicks empty eyes moved slightly. "I want you to get into the shower, get yourself clean. As soon as you hear the music stop, you will return normal again, without any memory of tonight. We dont want unnecessary attention, do we." The man stroked his face on last time. "Yees. Sir." Exhausted, Nick nodded. "Good. Now get clean."
He watched Nick walk to the showers, and cleaned up the mess before he returned.
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