My eyes opened to a hazy and confusing morning. What I was sure of was that my ass was sore and I wasn't in my own bed. Some guy was sleeping next to me. I looked around and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and it all came rushing back to me.
I felt like I was having a panic attack. How could I debase myself like this? Memories swirled in my head of me blowing Brad, licking his balls, bending over for him and finally eating his cum. I had known Brad little more for an hour before I let him do things to me that I would have never done with Clint. On top of that, I let him treat me like a sextoy. There had been nothing reciprocal about last night.
To add to my confusion, my dick started to get hard as I relived every moment in my mind. I remembered his huge dick and the way he had just taken control of me. It was making me hot but I forced myself not to touch my dick. This was not who I was. I wasn't some one night stand skank.
It suddenly occurred to me that I had my clothes stripped off of me en route to the bedroom and I'd have to walk out in the nude. I really didn't want to see Brad and hoped he had gone to work. I waited a good ten minutes for my erection to subside and then slowly opened the door, being careful not to wake him.
I managed to find my shirt, pants, and shoes, but not my underwear. I slid everything on and began a long walk or shame home before collapsing into bed.
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Brad rolled out of bed at around 9.30 with a huge grin. Everything had gone better than he planned it.
It had been weeks ago that he walked out of the gym and saw Roy walking out of the yoga studio, his ass bouncing up and down in his yoga pants. He knew he had to have his dick buried in there as soon as possible. He trailed Roy for a bit and saw him walk up to Clint and kiss him. It presented an obstacle, but Brad needed a challenge.
Brad was a good looking guy with a big dick. He knew it, and more importantly, heaps of men and women in this stupid town did. Hooking up was easy. He was getting bored of easy sex with sluts who would service him at a drop of a cheesy pick up line. He wanted a challenge.
Following some internet sleuthing, Brad had located Roy's social media profiles and an anonymous blog Roy kept. Brad cackled as he read Roy's pseudo intellectual writings about he he "wasn't like other bottoms" and was bucking the whole submissive trend. Laughter aside, Brad knew this would be trickier than he first thought.
Brad thought about a number of methods over the weeks and was close to just seeing what a random dick pic would do when he noticed that Roy's relationship status had been changed to single. The sleuthing continued for a few days until he noticed that Roy had been tagged at the local gay bar a few minutes ago by one of his friends.
He flew out of his apartment and got to the bar quickly. He spotted Roy out of the corner of his eye but headed straight to the bar and sat there nursing a few drinks. Brad occasionally gave Roy friendly looks but was dismayed when he saw him get up to leave. He was mulling over his next step when he noticed Roy walking up to him.
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Brad started to get hard again thinking about Roy's deep ass and talented mouth. This wasn't about just banging him any longer. He wanted a total transformation of Roy. He wanted him bent over or on his knees for him at the drop of the hat. He wanted to pass him around and gangbang him with friends. More than that, he wanted Roy to be a willing and eager participant.
To assist with the mission, Brad had helped himself to some pictures of his nude body and gaping ass while he was sleeping. He also grabbed Roy's phone and installed some helpful spyware.
He noticed that Roy hadn't been on his phone for a few hours and hadn't called or texted anyone. Figuring that he was probably still sleeping it off, he decided to wake him with a present.
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Roy woke up around 1 pm to knocking on the door. He pushed the thoughts of Brad's cock out of his mind and walked to the door. He didn't notice anyone out the peephole, but opened the door to find a sleek medium sized box. Thinking it was just an Amazon shipment, he brought it in and set it on his coffee table before walking over to the computer and plugging his phone in to charge. Unbeknownst to Roy, the Spyware on his phone quickly transferred to his computer and Brad had covert access to both it and his Webcam.
