Collared By Redneck Twinks

This is part one of a two part story. The story contains offensive slang, gay sex, slavery, bondage, physical and sexual abuse, and submission. If that bothers you, please stop reading here. All characters are aged eighteen or older and consent to all actions taken.

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Collared by Redneck Twinks

Chapter 1:

Jason really wanted to try sucking cock he reflected as he walked along the wooded trail, unfortunately his wife was not supportive of his confessed desires.

Separated from his wife Jan, their daughter Lisa off at college, Jason was living out of a cheap studio apartment far away from the metropolis he was used to while the terms of their separation were finalized. The area was run down and sparsely populated, but it was cheap, far away from Jan, and blessed with an abundance of woods and outdoor activities. To get away from his depressing accommodations Jason often took long fitness walks on the many wooded trails.

Jason hiked fast enough to keep his heart rate elevated, the rapid beat of dance music pumping into his ears, lost in his thoughts. He almost tripped over the small shaggy dog that ran up to sniff his feet before catching himself and smiling as he bent down to scratch the dogs ears. The dog was eager for the attention and Jason steadied his breathing while petting the dog as he looked up, taking in his surroundings.

The trails in this impoverished county were notoriously poorly marked and he realized he must have wandered off onto one of the many side trails as he heard the sound of four-wheel ATVs approaching. Two shirtless teenagers in cut off jean shorts pulled up on either side of him. A blond twinkish young man cut the engine and approached with a smile that was hard to read, "I see Barky likes you that's a good sign, are you lost?"

Looking up from Barky Jason tried to keep the lust from showing in his eyes as he drank in the site of the young man. His hairless chest and abs were flat and covered in lean stringy muscles. The buttery smooth flesh still had the tantalizing glow of youth but splattered with dirt and wet mud from riding the four-wheeler. His hair was a messy mop of mid length sandy blond hair that had probably never seen a proper conditioner in its life and rarely felt a comb.

"You deaf Mister!?" The youth said louder as Jason pulled himself out of the hypnotic trance the twinky visage held over him and realized he missed the last few things the young man had said. Interrupting Jason's attempts to sputter out an apology the young man spoke again. "I said you are trespassing on private property, what business do you have here?"

Jason replied awkwardly, "Oh, I am sorry umm fella, I must have missed the signs as I walked, what a great dog you have here, I am Jason," trying to change the subject and make light of his mistake while holding out his hand. The young blond man squatted down next to Jason and pet Barky too, the strong aroma of his sweaty, muddy, unwashed body filled Jason's senses as they both pet the dog inches from each other.

"It's Sir not fella, which is what you should call someone when you're on their land, but my name is Austin and that will do for now." His grip was firm, strong, and overpowering. Clearly this was a young man who was used to getting his way and knew it. "I am sure it was just an innocent mistake," he said as he stood heading back to his ATV. As Jason continued to pet Barky, his gaze lingered on a patch of flesh that peaked through a rip in the firm seat of Austin's tight and ragged shorts.

Jason was becoming self-conscious of his position near the ground while attempting small talk with the lanky Austin but saw the affection of Barky as a lifeline in the awkward encounter and stayed there. So focused was Jason on the perky rounded backside of the confident teen as Austin pulled something from the saddlebags hanging off the four-wheeler that he did not notice the other young man had walked up behind him.

"Barky is a good dog but I bet that collar would look better on you," he growled in a low rumbling voice inches from Jason's ears. Jason turned his head, taking in Austin's friend. Shorter then Austin but wider he had a rounded face and brown hair as messy as Austin's. The friend looked maybe eighteen or nineteen years old with the rippling muscles of an athlete as he hovered uncomfortably close behind Jason, strong hands falling on his shoulders.

Before Jason could reply Austin spoke up, "Be nice Duke, he said it was an innocent mistake." Austin's friendly words and tone were in conflict with the hunting rifle he had just removed from the four-wheeler and was pointing at Jason as Duke's grip on his shoulder tightened. "You see Jason we sometimes rent out this field for parties and such, so if you just pay us our normal rental fee then you're not really trespassing, see?"

Jason froze halfway between standing and squatting to pet the dog as his eyes locked on the rifle pointed at him. He could feel Duke's hands patting him down taking his phone and keys from his pockets, a hand slapping Jason's crotch hard just because he could. "Fuck me Austin, this here is one of those city fags, he's got himself a chubby just looking at ya."

Austin displayed a vicious grin at Duke's words but continued, "Oh that's not a crime but trespassing is, so Jason just hand us the ten grand we would normally get for renting this place out and you can go about your way." Jason protested he didn't carry money on his walks and that even if he did, he certainly would not have that kind of money on him, but the youth ceased listening.

Arms and legs bound at gunpoint with rough rope, his shirt removed and made into a makeshift blindfold, Jason was thrown across Duke's lap on the ATV like a lassoed calf at the county fair. Feeling the hard bulge of Duke's firm erection pressing into his stomach as they rode, Jason was pulsing with the conflicting emotions of fear and lust as they arrived at the cellar of Austin's isolated farmhouse.

Chapter 2:

Stripped of his shirt, phone, and sneakers Jason knelt bound tight in only his thin jogging shorts as the blindfold was removed. Austin sat regally before him in a dirty torn recliner that was propped up on apple crates to look like a throne and he could hear Duke breathing behind him, his strong musky sent filling Jason's nostrils. The basement was a ratty affair the boys had turned into their redneck version of a man cave. The underground room had exposed beams in the ceiling, cigarette butts and empty beer cans littered the sticky floor, and a pool table with torn felt littered with dirty paper plates and old pizza boxes.

Austin casually flipped through Jason's unlocked phone as he sat with one leg up on the armrest, one of his hairless balls and the tip of his surprisingly large cock poking out the bottom of his torn and ratty shorts. "Well Duke, looking at his browser history, I would say our guest here fancies himself a cock sucker," Jason could hear Duke snort behind him, the strong hands locking on his shoulders, "it will take a while for me to go through his phone and see if he can pay us, why don't you feed him while I decide if he is our guest or prisoner."

Jason's whole life was on his phone and his face had been all Austin had needed to gain access to everything he owned. But Jason could not reflect long on this as Duke stepped in front of him, blocking the view of the lanky and pretty Austin while pushing down his shorts revealing an average sized and hairless cock with an odd metal ring around the base. Already hard at the thought of fucking Jason's mouth Duke wasted no time grabbing his bound captive as he pressed his unwashed cock passed the lips.

Jason teared up at the smell and scent of Duke's cock. Jason had fantasized about sucking cock for months, it had cost him his marriage, it was the one thing he had wanted more than anything else, yet this was not how he imagined it finally happening. Staring at the rippling abs and pelvis of Duke's muscular athletic body Jason could see the stubble marks from regular shaving as he tried not to gag on the cock rammed into his mouth.

Duke's hands held Jason's head firmly as he began to pump his hips, fucking the virgin mouth hole. "Tighten your pretty boy city fag lips now!" he roared, his breathing speeding up, "and if I feel teeth on my cock, I will knock yours out!" As the fear and lustful hunger for the cock battled for prominence in Jason's mind he focused on pleasuring Duke. Remembering what he saw and read online, he pressed his lips tight and swirled his tongue around Duke's wet shaft. He winced at the sour taste of the unwashed cock head but pushed it down and continued to swirl, suck and pleasure Duke.

"Ohhh Ohh yea that's it faggot! You're getting the hang of it now! Keep doing that." Duke moaned as his body neared its climax. Duke's hands held Jason's face in a vice like grip as his foot swung and kicked Jason in his crotch, crushing the raging hard cock in his shorts as he continued to rape the mouth hole. "Yea I knew you would like a little rough action bitch boy!"

As the jolt of pain shot through Jason's body, Duke pressed in all the way his average size cock would go, the tip just hitting the back of the throat as he unleashed a flood of teen cum into Jason's mouth. The flood of seed filling Jason's mouth made him cough and sputter at the unfamiliar taste. "Not bad," Duke praised as he wiped his cock on Jason's face before pulling back up his shorts.

Hearing them finish Austin looked up from the phone with a bored expression, "Was he as good a cock sucker as you are Duke?"

Blushing the larger athletic Duke look sheepish in his reply, "Well honestly no Sir."

"Then turn around and give him a lesson." Austin said dismissing Duke as if it was common for Austin to issue Duke orders.

Duke suppressed a grumble at the dismissal as he obediently turned around and with ease lifted the bound and not light Jason. Duke's thick muscles rippled as he put the bound older, but still fit, man on the pool table, pushing aside old pizza boxes and ripping Jason's shorts off in the process. Jason lay back on the sticky mess his knees spread wide by Duke's hand, his cock throbbing with a bead of precum visible.

Clearing his throat for attention Austin interrupted, "Duke.... Duke what's the rule about sucking cock?"

"But Sir even with him?" Duke almost whined.

"Yes boy, even with him, my rules don't change just because the cock in your mouth does!" Austin said in a commanding tone.

"Yes Sir," Duke replied as his face fell and he stepped back leaving Jason laying back on the pool table still bound and naked. Jason watched in fascination as Duke got a small cage off the shelf and pushing his limp cock into it attached it to the metal ring at the base of his cock and balls. Slipping a cylindrical key from the contraption he knelt again in front of Austin who took the key with a dismissive wave that indicated Duke should return to what he was doing.

Now locked in his chastity cage, his mood deflated, Duke the athletic enforcer of Austin's will pressed his face between Jason's legs and began an interactive lesson in proper cock sucking. Jason could not believe his eyes as he craned his neck to watch his young muscular kidnapper wrap well trained lips around his throbbing shaft engulfing his entire length. Despite his wife frequently making Jason lick and eat her pussy She had not given him a blow job in over a decade and the sensation of warm wet lips tightly clamping on his cock made Jason instantly leak and throb.

What Duke was doing was in an entirely different league then anything he previously experienced. Jason had no idea how the young man had gotten so much practice and was not about to interrupt him to ask. Duke's lips and tongue worked in perfect harmony, as his head bobbed up and down the throbbing shaft. Jason was literally crying with pleasure from the otherworldly feel on his sensitive member when he realized he could not hold back much longer. He grunted a warning in a raspy voice, but Duke's only reply was to reach up and massage the base of his cock with equally skilled hands causing Jason to explode into his mouth.

Duke swallowed and licked his lips before punching Jason in the now empty ball sack and returning to stand by Austin. The pleasure of the orgasm mixed with the pain made Jason's head swim as he rolled around helpless on the dirty pool table. Finaly Austin spoke up "Hey fag, There is barely enough in these accounts to pay half what you owe me, I already sent that to myself in a wire transfer, but that's not going to do it."

Austin spoke with a sneer, "Well Duke it's official, he is our prisoner, go get the spare collar, cage and kennel, he is going to be staying until he can work off his debt to us in other ways."

Chapter 3:

Over the next weeks Jason entered a new existence entirely removed from his life experiences up until that moment. He spent his day stripped naked except for a locked chastity cage and leather dog collar, the four walls of the basement, the boundaries of his world. He slept each night in the locked dog kennel and spent his day being trained by Duke on how to be an expert cock sucker, always under the supervision of the lanky, dominant, pretty boy Austin.

Anytime Duke was not training Jason's throat with his cock or their wild collection of dildos, Austin would come down off his throne to administer spankings, floggings, nipple, and ball torture, all while whispering in Jason's ear that he was no longer a man, reminding him he is just their little fag now. The mental scars from Austin's psychological torture sank deep taking root in Jason's mind. Each day the person that was Jason slipped a little further away replace with the submissive faggot that Austin insisted he had been all along.

When Duke was confident Austin's fag could suppress his gag reflex properly, he started to call in a rotating cast of their redneck twink friends. Of all the eighteen-year-old boys that graduated high school the prior year Austin was the only one that had his own place, so the boys often flocked to his basement where Austin held court.

The new fag in training was a popular feature, made to fetch beers and clean up cigarette ash on demand. The boys were rough on him, but Austin had told fag it was there right to treat him like that. And fag had learned after many lessons that Austin was always correct. In fact, the longer he served and serviced the young men the more thankful he was to Austin for stripping away the fiction that had been his old life and showing him what he really was.

A few of the boys wanted to fuck Jason too but Austin was adamant he was saving the fag's virgin hole for a special occasion. They grumbled but obeyed Austin. Finally, after watching Jason's independent will wither away from daily beating, mental torment, and drinking down gallons of his friends twink cum, Austin thought it was time to try the trained mouth hole himself.

Clearing the house Austin sent a quick text before leading fag out of the basement for the first time in weeks, pulling him by his locked collar to the messy master bedroom. Jason offered no resistance as he was positioned on his back, inverted on the bed, head dangling off the edge. The entire world was upside down to Jason as Austin bound his limbs and head into place, with straps welded to the bed for just this purpose.

Jason watched the upside-down lean body of buttery smooth twink flesh emerge from the scant clothing that Austin normally wore. The thick hairless cock, that fag had had only brief glimpses of before, stood out from his waifish body as Austin stroked it into firmness. Instinctually now from weeks of training Jason started to salivate and purse his lips in anticipation. While Austin's smooth shaft was far bigger then Duke or any of his friends, fag was determined to pleasure his young Master.

Warm salty tears of joy ran down fag's inverted face as the thick straps held him immobilized and the fat cockhead parted his lips. Despite all his training Jason's jaw ached as it was stretched wide by the large fat hairless beast. The first slap of the riding crop on his exposed nipples as the cockhead gagged him pressing into his throat told him that Austin had more in mind, then just a mouth fucking. Repressing his gagging reflex as he had been taught Jason cried more, feeling the thick meat stretch and stuff him as no one had before.

Austin did not stop with fucking the well-trained mouth, with each thrust of his pelvis he brought the crop down on Jason's nipples, caged cock, balls, and thighs making him jump and writhe. Jason's naked slick body was tight from his muscles pulling on the bonds, his cock strained in its cage trying to break free, the shaft twitching with each hard strike of the leather on his flesh. The thick smell of hot sweaty sex and Austin's teen boy musk filled his nostrils only arousing him more.

When fag's torso and crotch were a field of red welts and his face a dripping mess of saliva, snot, and precum, Austin was finally ready to feed him. The pace of the mouth raping got intense. Jason's head and body held firmly in place by the thick straps as Austin sped up. Each slap echoed in the room as Austin's balls slammed into his face.

Dropping the crop and with an arch of his back Austin grabbed each of his fag's nipples and twisted as he unloaded a massive spray of his warm twink seed directly down Jason's throat flooding his stomach. Austin pumped and sputtered multiple loads until his fleshy fire hose was drained. He pulled out looking down at Jason's beaten used body.

Jason swallowed awkwardly and caught his breath looking up as his young master. Licking his lips once he could speak again, he squeaked out a simple "Thank you Master" before passing out.

Fag awoke in his locked kennel, but it was not in the basement, it was at the foot of the bed in Austin's Master bedroom. A thick gag was locked in his mouth in addition to his normal uniform of cage and collar on his naked body. The door was ajar, and he could hear voices in the main room outside.

Jason's body ran cold as memories of his old 'pre fag' life suddenly flooded back. He recognized the voice in the other room talking to Master Austin. She was not supposed to be there, she had left for college, it was the voice of Jason's daughter Lisa...

The End of part 1