Tough Guy Becomes Submissive

Alan's knees were getting sore as his nose held a penny against the wall. Frank had Alan's ankles tied to Alan's balls to encourage him to keep his feet off the ground. The timer had been going on for Alan's timeout for 10 minutes, he still had another 10 minutes to go before Frank would let him up. Alan tried to masturbate without Frank's permission; Frank did not appreciate the boy disobeying his orders.

"Fuck around and find out, you brat."

Frank said as he worked on sanding a shelf he was working on. Alan was sweating as he tried to hold his position.

"I can't hold this, Sir! It's too much!!"

Alan yelled out, trying not to cramp in his legs. He heard a loud thud from Frank dropping something on the bench and the heavy footsteps coming towards him. Alan's asshole puckered as he could feel the heat radiate off of Frank. Sweat dripped down from Frank's face onto Alan's head as Frank started to pet Alan's head.

"You're stronger than you think you are. I wouldn't give you anything you couldn't handle."

Frank then knelt and started to fondle Alan's balls, making him hard almost instantly. Alan moaned and struggled to keep his nose on the penny.

"These are my balls, boy. This is my cock. Not yours. I let you walk around with it out of a device purely because of the kindness of my heart."

His hands clamped down slowly on Alan's balls, making Alan squirm and start to whimper.

"Do you need me to be meaner? I can always be meaner."

Alan gasped and shook as Frank's grip tightened faster. The sweat bead down faster as Alan's wiggling grew faster.

"No, sir! Please, no sir! Please don't hurt my balls!"

Frank started to change his grip, squeezing on one side, then shifting down to the other testicle, kneading Alan's balls in his fingers. Alan could not decide if he loved the feeling or hated it. It hurt and felt amazing at the same time. The last few days had been varied, so Alan had no idea what would happen. One day, Alan was made to write 50 pages on how sorry he was for being a douche while Frank teased his cock and made fun of him. Another day Alan had to organize 4, 5-gallon buckets of screws, bolts, and nuts while Frank would pin clothes pins on Alan or mess up a pile Alan was making. But every single morning, noon, and night, Frank edged Alan over and over again. Sometimes, Alan would have a slightly ruined orgasm, but it was so small that it made no difference to Alan.

It was almost lunchtime, as the dripping collegiate athlete felt his orgasm start to build. Frank reached his other hand to start to stroke Alan's sweaty cock. The supposedly straight Alan tried not to get hard and blushed every time Frank toyed with him.

"You want some lube?"

Frank said close to Alan's ear. Alan's breath was short as he struggled to nod his head with his nose on the wall, so he said

"...yes...sir..."

"Good boy, drool for me, and you can have some spit for lube."

Frank held his hand underneath Alan's mouth as Alan groaned. Frank could not let Alan just feel good; it always had to have a twist. Alan hesitated but finally let some drool out of his mouth, and Frank slid the spit along Alan's sensitive cock. Alan thrust his hips, causing his balls to be tugged on by the rope making him yelp and almost fall over.

The sun glowed through the window right onto Alan's muscle-ridden arms as Frank said,

"You're getting quite hard for me--an old man, not a woman, a man. Tell me how much you love dick."

Alan's cock twitched in Frank's hand as Alan said

"I'm not gay...I'm not...You're just touching me..."

Frank laughed.

"I don't think that's how it works. I've had plenty of men down here, and the actually straight ones cannot hold an erection to save their lives. I still milked them, of course, made them feel small as their half-hard cocks came for me."

Alan felt his orgasm build as Frank told the story. The thought crossed Alan's mind of how he would get semi-hard in the locker room; he always thought it was because he just had so much testosterone, but maybe he did love dick. Alan tried to shake the thought out, but he kept imagining his teammate's asses and cocks flopping around in the shower.

"Sir...sir, I'm going to cum...please... I need to cum..."

The sheriff loosened his grip a little before saying.

"I'll let you cum...if you suck my cock."

Alan bucked his hips, saying.

"No fucking way! No way!"

Frank then let go of Alan's cock and started to lightly stroke his balls, saying.

"Then I guess you get some extra edges today...also, it means I get to play with that juicy ass."

Frank grabbed some lube that was sitting next to him as he started to squirt lube in between Alan's ass cheeks, making him buck wildly, screaming,

"WAIT, WAIT WAIT!!! WOAH! WAIT!"

Frank started to slide his finger up and down the athlete's asshole, teasing the opening before starting to put some pressure on the tight asshole of the douchebag Alan.

"SIR PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR COCK! I NEED IT PLEASE LET ME SUCK IT LIKE THE GAY BOY I AM!!"

Frank kept his finger in the spot but kept it still, Alan was squirming and whimpering. Frank said,

"Of course, you can suck my cock. Let's get you out of this."

The coin fell as Frank pulled Alan away from the wall, laying Alan on his side. The cuffs came off quietly, and the ties on Alan's balls were let go. Alan cupped his sore balls before Frank slapped them away. The sight of Frank towering over him made Alan whimper from horniness. The room was quiet as the click from the button of Frank's overalls echoed before he slowly brought them all the way down so he was naked with Alan. The 7 inch, girthy, hairy cock stood erect right in front of Alan's eyes. Alan stared at it almost in a trance as Frank stroked himself a few times, saying,

"Come get it, boy."

Not even a second of hesitation, Alan started to walk on his knees with his mouth open but Frank took a step back without saying a word, making Alan stick his neck out and almost fall over. The look of confusion on Alan's face made Frank shake his head, saying,

"I didn't say anything. Come get it, boy."

As Alan walked forward on his knees, Frank stepped back, making Alan chase his cock around the room, mouth wide open. Alan was getting frustrated and said

"Stop it! Let me..."

Right as he ran out of breath trying to get Frank to stop, Frank grabbed the back of Alan's head and shoved his cock into Alan's mouth. Alan gagged without any air in his lungs Frank made him hold for about 15 seconds before letting off, making Alan cough hard.

"Catch your breath and then get back on my cock. Earn your orgasm."

Alan coughed quickly but stopped himself from chasing Frank, trying to think through what he was about to do. He was about to make a man cum in his mouth just to be able to cum. Alan thought about saying no, but his cock bounced up and down, thinking about how good Franks's cock felt in his mouth.

Alan waddled over on his knees and took the cock in his mouth again. Franks's fingers went through Alan's hair as he slowly faces fucked Alan.

"No teeth. Lips and tongue. That's it. Be a good boy for me."

Alan's cock throbbed as Frank spoke down to him.

"No touching yourself. Not yet."

Alan adjusted his technique as he bobbed up and down on the cock, making the loudest, sloppiest noises as he devoured it. Frank loved to see Alan's eagerness; he knew he was breaking him.

"Feel my ass. I want you to smell me, feel me, taste me. I want you to know who I am just from me walking in the room without seeing me."

Alan tried to pull off to get a break, but Frank held him strong.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk. So soon? No, no, no. When your nose touches my pubic bone, you can have a break."

Frank shoved more into Alan's mouth, making Alan gag hard and push back but Frank was too strong.

"Relax...you can do it. My cock isn't in your throat right now, take a deep breath through your nose and relax your throat like you're chugging a beer. Ready?"

Looking up at the man who kidnapped him, Alan felt like he really could do it. He nodded his head slowly and took a deep breath. Frank slowly pushed his cock deeper, feeling Alan's throat open up for him. Alan tried to cough and felt himself resist, but he relaxed his throat and felt the warm cock fill up his throat, making his cock bob up and down. The feeling of Alan's nose on his pubic bone made Frank smile, saying,

"That's my good slut."

Frank held him there for a moment before finally letting Alan take a break. Alan slumped down, breathing heavy with his sweat glistening off of his skin. The two men stared at each other as Frank's cock stood erect, waiting for Alan to break. Alan turned away, and Frank nodded his head before grabbing Alan's hair and saying,

"Come on, finish what you started."

He pushed his cock onto Alan's lips, and Alan hesitated for a moment before finally opening his mouth slowly. The feeling of Alan's throat made Frank moan as his cock slid along the tight muscles of his throat. Frank remembered playing football, and how much they yelled on the field, it must be what makes D1 athletes such good cock suckers with their strong vocal cords.

The sound of Alan gagging on Frank's cock echoed in the room as well as the sound of Frank's balls slapping Alan's chin as he bottomed out Alan's throat. Frank gave Alan breaks to catch his breath, but after 20 minutes of rough throat fucking, Frank said,

"Good boy, now...be a good slut. Swallow my load, and I will let you cum."

Alan's hips bucked in the air as he greedily put Frank's cock in his mouth. The two eyes met, and Frank had no mercy on the douchebag's throat as he built up to one of the biggest orgasms of his life. Alan opened his throat the best he could while feeling his jaw wanting to cramp or split open; he couldn't tell the difference, all he knew was that he wanted Frank to cum. Frank roared as he gripped the back of Alan's head, pushing his face into his pubic bone.

"That's a good fucking slut! Swallow it all bitch boy, fucking take my cum. You think you're big now? Big strong man swallowing another man's load?"

Frank held his throat there for good measure before letting him off, sending Alan to the ground, gasping and coughing as he held his throat in disbelief. Frank laughed and said,

"Jesus. You're a greedy slut aren't you?"

Alan wiped his mouth and kept his eyes down. Frank grabbed Alan by the arm and stood him up, bringing him in for a big bear hug. He held him tight, petting Alan's hair and giving little kisses on his head. Alan sunk into Frank's chest without a thought in his mind for a while before he realized what was happening and tried to pull away. Frank laughed and said,

"Come. Let's get you that orgasm."

They walked to the workbench, where Frank adjusted the legs and finally tossed Alan over it so his chest and stomach laid across a leather surface as his knees and elbows rested on a lower leather surface. Alan had seen these in porn before. Usually the girl was tied up to get gangbanged or spanked. He felt his skin get cold but also felt his cock twitch as Frank locked up Alan's wrists and ankles to the pillar.

The final touch was Frank tying Alan's head to a surface as well, so he was completely immobile. Frank walked over to grab the lube and started to rub it all over Alan's cock, making Alan moan.

"What do you say?" Frank said harshly

"Oh god...thank you, sir...please may I cum now??"

Frank laughed and said,

"Not yet. You will not be able to help it soon. I'm going to milk you and make you never be able to go back to what you did before. Pussy will not satisfy you anymore. I'm going to make you see God tonight."

Frank started to rub the tip of Alan's cock while simultaneously teasing the opening of Alan's asshole, making Alan cry out,

"WOAH! WAIT, WAIT WAIT I SUCKED YOUR COCK! I WAS A GOOD BOY! WAIT!! YOU SAID...."

Frank laughed and said,

"I said you would cum, not how you would cum."

Alan pulled against the restraints but was unsuccessful as he cried out,

"Sir! Sir, please wait!! I...I just want to cum! Please!"

Frank rested his finger on the opening of Alan's asshole and said,

"I know what you think you want. You want me to just stroke your cock fast and hard like this,"

Frank gripped Alan's cock hard and stroked it as fast as he could, making the noise of the lube between the cock and his hand fill the room Alan roared out in pleasure and felt himself close to an orgasm before Frank abruptly stopped.

"That's what you think you want. However, you are just a slut needing their slutty hole to be filled. You've never had your hole filled, so you don't know yet. Don't worry though, because I know you need it. I can give you what you need, and ultimately, it is what you want. Relax that asshole of yours, and you will be calling me daddy begging me to get back in there every day."

Frank pushed his finger hard against Alan's opening, sliding in almost immediately knuckle deep, causing Alan to cry out a noise that he never heard himself make before. It hurt, but at the same time, he felt pleasure deep in his body, unlike anything he ever felt before. Frank stayed there for a moment, letting Alan wiggle around and try to adjust to the new sensation. Alan gasped and finally moaned as Frank slid one finger along the underside of his penis. It felt like his cock was hypersensitive now, if a fly landed on his cock, he would cum. Once Alan caught his breath, Frank curled his finger right on Alan's prostate, making Alan pull against the restraints again, except it was in pleasure rather than anger. Slowly, Frank played with Alan's fun button, making the athlete squirm and make high-pitch squeaks his teammates would make fun of him for.

"There you go, you can feel your slut spirit being satisfied, don't you?"

Alan couldn't form words; he just made noises as Frank sped up finger fucking Alan. It took less than 3 minutes before Alan cried out,

"Sir! Sir, I am going to cum, Sir, please! Please let me cum!"

Frank slowed down, making Alan whimper, and he said,

"You're a sensitive one, aren't you? Look how fast you cum having your slutty hole played with. I'm not done yet, though."

Frank then started to push his middle finger in, causing Alan to clench hard, but eventually got tired and relaxed enough for Frank to get two fingers inside of Alan. The room was silent as Alan felt the orgasm overcome him. The biggest load Alan ever produced flowed out of cock slowly but continuously. Frank laughed as he didn't move his fingers at all, he let Alan feel the entirety of the orgasm and finished dribbling out every drop he could into the bowl placed below his cock.

"My my my...you really like to be stuffed, don't you?"

Frank laughed loudly before spanking Alan's ass with his fingers still inside of him.

"Sir...oh fuck...I'm so so so sorry please don't punish me it was an accident...I couldn't help it!"

Alan shakily said as his hips bucked around. The pressure from the fingers made him feel so good, but now it was starting to get overwhelming. Frank spanked him again but said,

"I said I'm not done yet. Also, you have more cum in you. I know it. Let's get it out of you."

Frank started to aggressively finger fuck Alan making the room echo with sloppy sounds of the finger fucking and Alan roaring out like a crazed animal pulling against his restraints. Not even 5 minutes passed before a second orgasm oozed out of Alan, but Frank didn't let up. Instead, he inserted a prostate vibrator into Alan's ass on medium intensity while he stroked Alan's cock for another 20 minutes making Alan cum four more times, each having a little less cum than the last.

Alan was sweating profusely and completely spent while he shook against the restraints, feeling every ounce of pleasure from his hair to his toes.

"Good job slut. That's a mighty good load. If you're done, I just need you to say those magic words to prove you're done."

Alan shuttered as Frank pushed the toy in further, knowing he was broken.

"Thank you..."

Alan hesitated in fear of what he was about to say.

"Thank you...daddy..."

Frank smiled and admired his new broken boy. The next week was going to be a fuck fest with a desperate anal slut all to himself. Frank tickled his feet for a moment, making Alan thrash around for a moment before finally pulling out the toy, watching Alan's asshole pucker, almost begging to be filled again.

"Good slut, but you need to do one more thing."

Frank unlocked Alan's head and brought the bowl over to Alan's mouth, and Alan knew what was expected without needing instruction. Slowly, Alan stuck his lips out, and Frank, as slow as he could, let every drop of cum slide into Alan's mouth. Alan made a face at the taste but swallowed it down without gagging.

Frank patted his head and unlocked Alan, holding him in his arms for a while, their sweat mixing. Alan sunk into the bear who broke down his fake exterior, he never felt more like himself than with Frank, even though he was originally there against his will. Alan's asshole felt empty, and he wanted Frank back inside but didn't say a word. Frank brought Alan to the bathtub, where he washed the broken the slut head to toe before washing himself in the same tub, letting Alan relax in the warm water.

They got out of the tub, and Frank led Alan to his bedroom, where he spooned his broken slut.