"I can't believe I'm doing this again", thought Frank as he quickly made his way down the block. He has been visiting his neighbor a few doors down for over two years now, each time under the veil of reluctance and submission. But each time pushing the boundaries of what he is willing to do to fulfill his muscular gay master's needs.
You see, Frank is a married man, straight and dominant in his work life. But discretely, Frank has been obsessed with "forced bi", "cuckold", "sissy husband" style porn where there is a married man who is forced to submit against his will. This forced submission gives Frank the excuse that it's just "not his fault" and "beyond his control", but he knows the truth. The truth is that he gets off on pleasing others and submitting to this muscular, hung neighbor. He finds himself weak in front of him, obeying every word with shaking hands, at first shaking with nerves, but then with excitement and eagerness.
Frank isn't attracted to men, and his wife is extremely attractive with a busty build and a fit body. Frank gets excited when he sees other men check his wife out, wondering what she would look like servicing them instead of him. He doesn't ACTUALLY want his wife to cheat on him, but the mere thought of seeing her submit against HER will too, it made him extremely excited.
As Frank walks into the doorman building with sunglasses on and hat pulled low, he knowingly walks past the concierge and to the elevator bank, his cock half-hard and dripping already. His body betrays him already, knowing it's about to receive the fucking of a lifetime. Frank graduated from innocent masturbation sessions to eventually being taken by his hung neighbor last summer, leading to his first hands free orgasm. Frank came harder being on the receiving end of anal sex than he could've ever imagined, "a true faggot's orgasm" he kept thinking shamefully to himself. But it made any other "regular" sex with his wife feel weak and shallow, like his true orgasm was missing.
The door opened and there stood a hung muscular older man in his 50s. Extremely fit, and extremely hung at 9" and thick, this man loved the fact that Frank was married and straight but still submitted so willingly. He told Frank numerous times that he was the best bottom he's ever had, and the older man's fast and multiple orgasms should serve as evidence of that fact. Not a word was exchanged, and Frank knew to drop to his knees in the open doorway and start stroking his Master's half hard cock. Even at half hard he was way larger and thicker than Frank could ever be at full mast, making his submission that much more honest. The door closed behind Frank and the Master began listing out the ground rules, as he does with every visitation:
"Number one, boy", he started quietly, "if I don't finish inside of your mouth or ass, it isn't considered gay. Number two, which is my favorite, is your submission to me isn't cheating on your wife. Can you tell me why?"
Frank looks up at his owner, and repeats as he has many times "Meg doesn't have a cock, she could never fuck me like a real man does." Shamefully Frank looks back down and waits for the next and final rule.
"That's right, good boy. Nobody, not even your wife, can make you feel the way a Real Man makes you feel" the older man replied, his cock now at full attention in front of his kneeling visitor. "And finally rule number 3, Master controls your orgasm both here and at home. You do NOT climax without my permission, ever." Hearing that final rule made Frank whimper. It was his personal favorite, one he took very seriously, to the point of not having sex with his wife is his master didn't allow him permission to ejaculate that day. He would send the older man links to videos of porn he wanted to masturbate to, only to get rejected and told to wait. This would make Frank even more eager and horny when his master required a visitation.
Frank was led to the bedroom, where he saw multiple towels draped across the master's bed. A laptop was open on the side of the bed, playing group sex videos of women and men fucking each other relentlessly. Frank, now stripped totally nude, was told to lay on his back and spread his legs wide. The older master, still fully clothed, dropped to his knees at the end of the bed, and began roughly sliding his tongue in the unwashed straight man's ass crack. He enjoyed licking the straight whimpering man's anus, even forcing his tongue into it momentarily, savoring the smell and taste. It always turned him on the most when his straight visitor was whimpering and reluctant, pretending to not love being manhandled by a Real Man. Frank's smaller straight cock was leaking profusely against his lower stomach, leaving a trail of excitement for his master to see. The older man dragged his rough thick finger across the opening of Frank's penis, bringing it up to his mouth and tasting the straight pre-cum. The master stood up, walked to the windows, and pulls the curtains open. It wasn't difficult for people passing by on the sidewalk to see into his 2nd floor apartment, and he knows Frank was both terrified and turned on at the thought of being caught.
"I wonder if anyone will recognize you today, boy." Said the older man as it disrobed in front of the window. Frank, still laying on his back, stiff cock in the air, whimpered in fear. It was true, the idea of being caught was extremely exciting for the straight married man. He has had fantasies of coworkers or bosses walking in on him masturbating in the work bathroom, and raping him as punishment. The idea was so exciting that he regularly masturbated with the door unlocked, adding to his orgasm's strength.
Frank could feel the weight of the older master climbing onto the bed next to him. "I haven't released in nearly a week, this is going to be a very big one, boy", said the older man as he covered his thick cock with an XL condom. Frank was shamefully excited to hear this, knowing his tight ass will make the older man lose control very quickly. It gave him shameful joy to make his master climax that quickly, even if he isn't allowed to touch himself in the process.
And that's exactly what happened. The older man mounted Frank, roughly smearing thick white lube on the married man's asshole, slowly sliding the full length of his cock into the boy's opening. The master usually went slowly while talking dirty to Frank...but this time was different. This time he was eager and quiet aside from his grunts. It only took him two attempts to fill Frank to the hilt of his massive fuck tool, and within a few seconds he began pumping the straight boy in earnest.
WHAM. WHAM. WHAM. WHAM.
Frank couldn't even make a noise he was gasping for air as the older man slammed his cock against Frank's sensitive prostate. To his sincere shock Frank could already feel his orgasm building, getting higher and higher with each slam against his prostate. His legs were pinned back to his shoulders and he was whimpering like a whore in heat, babbling incoherently trying to mouth the words "I..im goin...pleas...Im cant hold it..im going..cum....please."
The master stopped his pounding and looked down at Frank, who was on the verge of tears. "Rule number one boy, if I don't cum inside of you it isn't ga--" "PLEASE!!" Interrupted Frank. "I don't care please don't stop PLEASE I'll do anything PLEASE."
"If I cum inside of you, we will need new rules boy, are you sure about that?"
"Please please I'm so close I swear on my life I will do anything if you keep going PLEASE."
The master smirked and took off the condom. "That was my last one, are you absolutely certain, there's no going back."
Frank looked at the discarded condom in shock, "That wasn't what I meant," he thought to himself....but he was too far gone. He looked up into his master's determined eyes and nodded a very small nod.
"You'll have to be more clear, boy. Tell me what you need, and tell me now."
"Sir, PLEASE put your massive fuck tool in my married ass and breed me like I breed my wife. PLEASE!!!!!! I'm BEGGING you!"
Without further hesitation, the older man roughly slide his entire cock in one motion, filling Frank's married hole suddenly. The married man screamed and started quietly whimpering "thank you" over and over, almost to himself. Seeing such absolute submission from his visitor, the older man felt his orgasm boiling. His pounding became harder, more sudden, more erratic, signaling to Frank that his reward was near.
WHAM. WHAM. WHAMWHAMWHAMWHAMWHAM.
Frank was babbling with tears streaming down his cheeks, he had never taken it this hard, and he never realized what he was missing out on. He couldn't even beg for permission to cum before he felt his master tense up and scream, no, ROAR, as he bred the boy's unprotected ass.
"It's not gay unless I cum inside you!" The older man screamed as he kept pumping his unprotected cock into Frank's ass, emptying his balls into the married boy. "IM CUMMING!!!!!"
That did it.
Frank screamed at the top of his lungs in a surprisingly feminine voice that shocking even his master. Jet after jet of thick white submissive straight cum shot across his chest unassisted, a hands free orgasm stemming from the intense repetitive pressure against his prostate. Something his wife could and would never do for him, in the hands of a complete stranger.
Frank's shaking body calmed after a full two minutes, a massive mess across himself and the towels beneath him. He couldn't believe he let this man do that to him. Use his straight body, what would his wife think?! His wandering mind was cut short by the feeling of his master's seed draining out of his straight ass. "Oh my god," he thought, "is this what Meg feels like when I cum inside of her?"
"I always knew you would break Rule #1, boy", the grinning older man said. "Now you're my personal straight faggot." He laughed.
"Straight faggot." What does that even mean, Frank thought to himself? It felt dirty, but right.
Frank awkwardly cleaned out his ass and his stomach in his master's bathroom. He went to put his clothes on but was interrupted. "Why are you getting dressed?"
"I have to go back to work," replied Frank.
"Your master has only released once. Since you broke Rule #1, the new Rule #1 is now 'Master needs to climax three times per visit'"
"Three times!! How the hell...is that even possible?" Frank was terrified. He only usually had 10-15 minutes to sneak away for these visits. This new requirement would take a lot longer....
"If you don't have much time, you should probably get started now, boy." Declared the older man, with more firmness in his voice. "I have 2 more loads that my Frankie boy needs to extract in order to fulfill his master's needs."
Frank was stunned in silence, standing there, naked and freshly cleaned up with a soft penis hanging between his shaking legs. His body betrayed him yet again, his legs forcing him forward step by step, back towards the bed where his hung muscular master laid back. He slowly lowered himself onto the bed and proceeded to kiss the shaft gently while looking up at his master for approval.
The older man smiled, and groaned "Gooooood boy" as he gently wrapped his hand behind Frank's head. Frank took this as his cue to open his mouth and attempt to somehow fit the massive fuck tool. It could never fit, but seeing Frank try was what turned on the older man. He could never climax from the failed blowjobs Frank gave, but he was very turned on seeing this married straight man submit trying to please him no matter the cost.
Frank began to bob, getting a rhythm and sliding his hands up to gently pinch the master's nipples. This actually caught the older man off guard and he let out a moan, grabbing the straight faggot's head with both hands and involuntarily beginning to fuck the poor married man's face.
Frank didn't expect this, and began to gag. But he didn't pull away, he recognized his master's needs and tried his best to take the savage treatment. He has done this to his wife before, and he knew she hated it but sometimes he needed it in order to cross the finish line. He gasped and breathed through his nose, all while his master's pace quickened. Was he actually going to make him climax with his mouth?! The thought EXCITED Frank..."Dear god why does that excite me so much," he thought to himself.
Just when Frank was about to tap out and try to pull away, his Master stopped moving, gripped Franks hair to the point of pain, and grunted 6 times. Rule #1 was broken again, and this time Frank could taste it. He could feel his owner's cock pulsing with every jet of cum, twitching his dominant love into his boy's stomach, giving Frank no choice but to swallow as much as he could.
