LOGINAm I gay? I don’t know. Does the stuff I watch make me gay? I still don’t know. But 10k per session could make anyone gay. Especially if you’re wallowing in debts. I should think about my dignity, shouldn’t I? But my dignity hasn’t exactly done anything for me. ***** Jamin Reid is a sophomore in college who’s spent most of his life at the mercy of loan sharks until he hears of an app where one could meet sadistic masters and get paid after every session. It was quite a hard decision to make and meeting Leonardo Madrigal might even make his life harder or not…
View More*LEONARDO* Jamin scurried back a bit and hurriedly explained, still on his knees. “I…I…it’s been awhile since my last master and I haven’t done it with anyone ever since. So my skills are a bit lacking…”I shut my eyes briefly in frustration. I had no time to teach anyone anything right now.I needed to cum. “Come here.” He moved closer again. “Open your mouth.” I ordered, sitting up. Immediately he did that, I grabbed the back of his head and shoved my dick into his mouth. Intense pleasure overwhelmed me and giving him no chance to move away, I fucked his mouth over and over again, he had his hands on my thighs as if wanting me to go slow but seeing his face reddening up and his tears on his eyes fueled my desire even more. I climaxed with a rush that left me breathless. I bucked as the cum spurred out emptying myself into his warm velvety mouth. I held the boy’s head in place until he was able to open his eyes. With my slave’s lips
*LEONARDO* My new pet checks all my boxes. Sure I knew some of these submissives on the apps were mainly into this because of the money and I don’t mind playing at all.But for my moral code, one must be a masochist to be with me. I needed them to be able to take all the pain I give. His picture had been playing in my head all day. And seeing him in person didn’t help at all. Even if he was clad in tacky clothes, he still looked so divine. The kind of thing you want to softly cradle in your arms and break. As I sat opposite him in that restaurant, all I could think of was the so many ways I wanted to break him. I just had to have my fun with him and discard him once I’ve had enough. Putting away my cigarette on the ashtray, I let out. “Since it’s our first time together, I’ll go easy on you tonight. But keep in mind, I am not like your other masters. I will break you in ways they never did.”Seeing his eyes widen in fear pleased my soul. We
*JAMIN* The mister?Mister what?Should I ask what his name was?I suddenly couldn’t find my voice. Calmly, he pulled out a chair and sat down opposite to me. “Let’s eat first.” He began and pressed a button. Two waitresses came around. “What will you like to eat, Jamin?” He asked in a deep, very deep baritone voice.I guess puberty hit some people more than some.I also have a deep voice though. Just, not as deep. Clearing my throat, I replied. “Anything’s fine.”I was glad he didn’t press on the matter. One thing about restaurants like this was that the stuff on their menu was hard to pronounce talk more of knowing what they were. He spoke to them, ordering for two.And then we sat there, in a quite suffocating silence. I didn’t know what to say. I felt so awkward and intimidated.His profile had been a black picture so I honestly didn’t know what to expect.But I certainly didn’t expect to see such a breathtaking greek god. Like the ones th
*JAMIN* No!This was the only “10k” I’ve been able to find so far.I can’t lose him!I could lie, right?A harmless little lie.So I replied. 25 wasn’t that far from 22. I’d be 25 before you know it.Me: [I’m twenty-six]Mister:[Send a picture] A picture? What does he need a picture for?Then again, he had to see his prospective pet.What if he could tell I’m twenty-two?I’ve always been told that I look younger than my age.Still, I couldn’t keep him waiting for long or make an excuse.I’d become suspicious. I quickly went through my gallery searching for the most manly picture I could find but I rarely took pictures.Yeah, too busy for that. And the ones I could find were old pictures, pictures from high school which friends had forced me to take. Damn it! I stood up, trying to take a selfie. I need to strike a manly pose. I need to look twenty-six. I lifted up my shirt, trying to summon some abdominal muscles.But damn!I have no abs.What kind of man was






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