Finding a new place to live is always a drag and I was spending Saturday morning looking through the online classifieds for someone to share a house or apartment with. There were plenty of ads that looked just fine but one jumped out at me and raised my curiosity. It was an ad from a 50ish guy looking for a guy to share his four bedroom house. That in itself was not unusual but there were a few lines in the ad that stood out such as: "younger, slimmer preferred", "lifestyle tolerant", and "discounted rent for service oriented males". I've always been very very submissive but have never been with a man before. At 30 years old I had served plenty of dominant women and even had some sissy training where I was made to act like a little slut , suck on dildos and even had my ass stretched open by a strap-on but had never been with a male dom. Still, I was very intrigued. I traded a few emails with Bruce, the landlord, and we decided to meet that afternoon.
When I arrived at the house I must say I was very impressed. It was large and well cared for, with plenty of land around it. This was really looking like a place I could settle into. I knocked on the door and Bruce, a tall well built gentleman with salt and pepper hair and a goatee answered and invited me in. We had a very ordinary interview with no mention of the special phrases I had picked up on in his ad. He did however have a very sly grin on his face that made me more than a little nervous. We agreed that I would move in at the end of the month. We shook hands and just before leaving I asked Bruce if I could use the restroom before my drive home. He showed me which room and left me on my own. Once inside the bathroom I immediately noticed a stack of magazines next to the toilet. They were all hardcore bondage and discipline mags featuring male slaves with very large cocks in every orifice. I flipped through a few and with my mind racing and my own cock growing harder I excused myself and returned to my own apartment. This was definitely getting interesting....
A few weeks later I was all moved in and really loving the new place. Bruce was rarely around and when he was he mostly ignored me. That is until one night when I returned home earlier than usual to find Bruce on the couch wearing leather boots and vest and very little else. He was watching something on the TV that I couldn't see from my angle. What I could see was his nine inch cock which was sticking straight up with his hand wrapped around it slowly jerking himself off. I started to back out of the living room but Bruce stopped me and in a very stern voice told me to come sit down. I was very nervous but did as I was told.
"Watch this video, I think you'll like it." was all Bruce said. I settled in on the other end of the couch and stared at the movie playing on the TV. The screen showed a mid-20's guy naked and tied to a bed. His ass was beat red, there was a butt plug visible between his cheeks, and he was sucking on what appeared to be a very large dildo, and he was being slowly paddled by someone just out of the camera's view. The guy on the TV was squirming and squealing, begging for his Master to stop. My cock was getting harder by the second.
