{Flights of Angels}
There are some people that have a certain inner quality. Something that makes them stand out from other people. In Dave Xiàolian’s case, it was his ability to recognize a closet submissive combined with ‘an undefinable alpha presence’ he possessed. Dave never questioned the gifts. He just knew he had both. When he focused it on a guy who others saw as a top, they would always end up getting turned out as his bottom boy. Another stud in his stable, ready to be used by him.
Dave had a code that he followed; only turning out guys who deserved it. Today it was Skylar Bradford. Skylar had a reputation for using guys like they were nothing more than his personal cum dumps. Standing at just five feet eight inches, the twenty-nine-year-old was a former Olympic gymnast and a rising star on the city prosecutor's legal team. Always immaculately dressed in an expensive suit fashionably offset by silk ties and matching pocket squares, Skylar would strut around during his trials. In his opinion, wearing such a suit was a symbol of his status as an alpha stud. He had them snugly tailored to flaunt his defined toned body that had little changed from his Olympic days. His demeanor was one of breezy confidence, believing every gay guy’s eyes were on him and his to fuck when he wanted then to drop. However, soon it was Skylar, whose eyes were on somebody else: Dave.
It was during a routine motion before the court. Simply an ordinary day that would soon turn into more for him. Skylar was in the midst of his legal arguments when the corner of his eye caught sight of Dave sitting over to one side. His presence somehow drew Skylar’s attention. Not because of his leanly muscled build or Asian good looks, but on how Dave looked at him. Skyler was used to being the object of stares by quite a number of men. He always secretly found satisfaction in being admired. In fact, showing off his body was the reason his three-piece suits were so tight. Dave’s smug smirk was not one of admiration, rather it indicated he was unimpressed. To Skyler’s surprise that attitude gave off an incredible erotic allure. Quite a few times Skylar would glance at Dave. That smile’s self-assuredness annoyed him and yet attracted him. Unsettled by it, all, Skylar refused to look in Dave’s direction until everything was completed. However, when the court session had ended, he turned to find the Dave was nowhere to be found.
Dave, however, had taken note of Skylar’s discomfort. He liked what it indicated. His disinterested smile was intention. Skylar’s demeanor indicated the hotshot lawyer could be had.
Throughout the entire day, Skylar kept recalling Dave’s face, especially that stare that somehow both aroused and intimidated him. As he sat at his desk, he unconsciously reached down to rub the slight swelling in his crotch. That night, when he arrived home, he was shocked to see Dave waiting by his building.
“How do you know where I live and what do you want?” Skylar asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice that surprised even him. For some reason he wasn’t afraid of Dave. However, the way he was looking at Skylar had him on edge. Skylar felt as if he was a prime piece of beef ready to be served up. What made him more nervous was that, on some level, this idea sexually excited him.
“I’m just here to give you what you want…what you crave but, won’t admit,” Dave replied with an air of unconcern. He gazed at Skylar’s rump with a practiced smirk that indicated exactly what he meant.
Until now, Skylar had always been a take charge type of guy. Part of him wanted to tell Dave to fuck off. Still, had to admit there was something about Dave’s confident manner that he found stimulating. He was both sexually attracted and intrigued by the handsome Asian. Before he knew it, he had invited him up to his apartment.
They had barely gotten into the alcove before Dave grabbed Skylar and turned him, so they faced each other mere inches apart. “Yeah, I can see it in your eyes. Strutting around when really you want to be a bottom slut. Tight suit to display the goods…trying to be an alpha when that sweet ass of yours is begging for a hard fuck…you want it bad,” Dave whispered. As he spoke, he reached out to first loosen, and then takeoff Skylar’s expensive tie. “I usually like my bitches taller. However, you’ll do. Yeah, I think I’ll like you being my little fuck dog.”
Skylar stood there mesmerized. He has never been manhandled before let alone put up with any implied comment on his height. Yet, but this experience was causing a sexual heat inside of him that was setting a flame throughout his body. Usually in sexual situations, he was the one in charge. Yet, Dave’s undeniably powerful natural dominance overwhelmed him. Before he knew it, Dave had pushed Skylar’s jacket off him.
“We can keep the vest,” Dave rasped as the jacket crumpled to the floor.
His low sexual tone of voice caused Skyler’s cock to slightly stiffen. Skylar glanced down at his jacket. “Do you know how much I paid for this suit. I don’t think…” an annoyed Skylar sputtered before Dave silenced him pressing one of his fingers across Skylar’s lips. With his other hand he undid Skylar’s tie.
“Shh,” Dave lightly instructed. “You going to be a good boy and obey?”
Skyler’s throat dried up. Dumbstruck he nodded.
“That’s right you don’t speak unless I permit you,” a grinning Dave replied. Saying nothing more, he turned Skylar quickly around. With swift expert movements, he soon had both of Skylar’s wrists tied together behind his back with his tie.
“Wait. I’m not into bondage,” Skylar weakly protested though his cock stiffened even more.
“Be quiet,” Dave ruffly told him as he tightened the knot.
The only thing Skyler managed to say was, “this is a pretty expensive tie” which, sounded stupid even to him as he said it. Any further complaint was silenced by his realization he was now experiencing the beginnings of a full-blown erection.
By now it was clear to who was in charge. Dave dragged a stunned Skylar down the alcove towards a large coffee table. Saying nothing, Dave pushed him over the table ass-up. “What a sweet ass,” Dave laughingly said as he gave Skylar’s twin round, muscled cheeks a good whack. “Saw you win the gold,” Dave growled as he squeezed each cheek. “Should have given you a medal for these babies.” He whacked each one again.
“Owe…shit that hurts…wait…fuck,” Skylar yelped. Dave’s only response was a few more hard slaps on his ass. “Shit,” Skylar squealed. The idea that he was getting spanked shocked him. Yet, as his butt grew hot, the hits triggered his erection into fully flowering.
“I told you…don’t think. I don’t like my bitches to talk unless I permit it. They just perform,” Dave sharply stated while, giving Skylar’s upturned rump a few more hard slaps to emphasize what he said while ignoring Skylar’s squealing protests.
Skylar was stunned. No one had ever trash-talked him, let alone spanked his ass. What truly unnerved him was the realization that he was totally aroused by this treatment. Desperate to stop the butt hits that were turning him on, he stopped speaking.
“Good boy,” Dave cooed as his whacks were replaced by a nice ass massage that quickly had a Skyler wiggling in delight.
Lost in sexual arousal he suddenly felt Dave grab the back of his suit pants and pull it apart, yanking from both sides. The sound of ripping material followed as the butt seams of Skylar’s pants gave way. Shit this suit is ruined, Skylar thought. On some level, it felt as if Dave’s action was ripping his manhood to shreds as well. He made one last effort to establish some control on his part. “Look, we really need to…” Skylar said.
Still silent, Dave reached to get the pocket square from Skylar jacket. During Skylar’s protest, he shoved the pocket square deep into Skylar’s mouth.
“I told you my bitches don’t talk. They just perform,” Dave told him while his fingers probed deep between Skylar’s quivering butt cheeks “So, you go commando,” Dave teased as his fingers discovered the lack of any underwear impediment to what he had in mind. “Back in court, judging from the way your junk moved under the suit, I thought that was the case. It’s good to have it confirmed. Aren’t you a depraved little fag,” Dave laughingly mocked. “I’ll remove the gag if you behave.” When Skylar nodded, he removed it.
By now Skylar’s mind was swirling with everything going on within him and to him. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He was being treated like a bitch. The very suit he wore, which he always thought of as displaying his status as a stud, was now in shambles. Yet, he had never been more sexually thrilled. The fact that he had never been a bottom or a submissive in any of his prior sexual encounters was a bit of a mind fuck. He was still trying to rationalize what he was feeling when he felt Dave’s now lubricated finger rubbing his asshole entryway.
Until now, every one of Skylar’s conquests were always in awe of him. What he didn’t realize, and what Dave knew, was those years of training, under the guidance of coaches, had predisposed Skylar to submit to men who displayed authority. Dave had seen this before in jocks. He had tested that theory during the trial. Watching Skyler’s unsettled reactions had only confirmed what he suspected. Confronted with a confident display of authority, Skylar’s predisposition would crack open as easily as his virginal hole was about to do.
“Wait a minute,” Skylar said as a rising panic, took hold of him. If he didn’t do something, he was going to be fucked! He struggled to squirm off Dave’s lap, but a few hard slaps quickly quelled that revolt from him.
“You’ve been needing this for a long time. I can always tell when a boy needs bitching. So, be a good little boy and stay still,” Dave instructed. He suddenly reached down underneath Skylar’s waist and unzipped his pants to free Skylar’s erection. He next eased his pants down too. To his humiliation, Skyler’s boner slide between Dave’s now naked legs. “That should make you a bit more comfortable,” Dave teased as he squeezed his thighs together, so they gripped Skylar’s throbbing shaft. Moving his strong legs up and down, Dave’s thighs began masturbating Skylar’s hard rod.
“Fuck,” a mortified yet fired up Skylar groaned as his cock began copiously leaking between Dave’s thighs, getting them slick with his juices. The effect was to increase the stimulations on his shaft as it was being jerked off by those bulging, now nicely lubricated muscles. Dave’s finger continued its anal manipulations until Skylar was purring like a contented pussy cat. “Fuck yes,” he hissed. His anal defenses went slack letting Dave’s finger probe in deeper. “Aw fuck…more,” Skylar muttered.
“Yeah, it seems my bitch is wet and ready,” Dave softly said as he opened his thighs and pushed Skylar to the floor.
Skylar lay there in his suit vest, his arms still bound, with his pants bunched around his ankles. His cock was erect, oozing pre-cum, and throbbing. He was so turned on he was barely aware when Dave stripped then repositioned Skylar for a doggie style fucking. A small ever shrinking part of the once smug top’s brain cried out that he should object. Yet, before he could even finish this thought, he felt Dave’s cock pushing into him, opening him up. “Ah shit you’re going to fuck me!” He cried out. For a few minutes he panicked. He had never given up his ass before. He told himself he should fight this invasion, but something else slowly rose up within him. A craving to be used by Dave that unconsciously caused his anal ring muscles to fully unwind. His strong gym-toned body quaked and squirmed as Dave’s shaft pushed into him. “Fuck I’m too tight,” he wailed as Dave’s shaft plunged forward.
“Breath baby girl,” Dave sexily whispered into Skylar’s ear causing the young stud to shiver with surprising pleasure. “I promise you’ll love it. It’s open and slick…ready for my cherry busting.”
As instructed, Skylar took in deep breaths and steeled his body for it.
Dave watched as Skylar’s toned body surrendered to him. He took in the sight of those powerful, round biceps pressing against the confines of its tailored shirt. The tapered waist that led upward into a flared, well-developed upper body tightly held in check by Skylar’s vest. However, it was the former gymnasts twin bubbled rump that he was violating which held his attention. As he slammed forward, the muscles in those twin beefy orbs sensually rippled under each thrust.
“Aw shit,” Skylar grunted as his butt was opened. To his shock, though there was initial discomfort, it quickly gave way to a tingling in his ass that was fantastically arousing. “Fuck ...it…feels…” he hoarsely sputtered. “Fuck…I never knew…so fucking amazing.”
“Yeah. I’m sure it does,” a grinning Dave assured him as his cock probed for that sweet spot inside of Skylar’s ass that would ‘seal the deal’ on turning him out.
“Shit…I’m really getting bottomed,” Skylar whimpered. Every muscle of his defined physique relaxed as he felt himself being expertly sodomized. When Dave’s hard, thick cock hit his prostate, an explosion of intense arousal set a fire throughout his body. “Oh fuck!” Skylar cried out. With a sudden jolt, his entire body surrendered into the fucking. Without even thinking, he spread his strong legs further apart. His hips began to move in rhythm with Dave’s fucking thrusts. “Don’t stop,” he wailed as his brain lit up. By now his leaking cock was flopping back and forth, squirting drops of pre-cum up and down, staining his vest and pants.
“Yeah, when I hit their bitch button it’s all over. It really turns them into a willing cum dump,” Dave mockingly told him. He draped his lean body over Skylar’s and whispered into his ear. ‘I’m fucking your ass and you’re hot for it aren’t you? Staining your vest too, huh. Shall we get it nice and wet with your jizz. Maybe have you wear it next time in court.”
“Damn…fucking...shit…yes,” Skyler wailed as the thought of wearing a cum stained vest at work got him even more stimulated.
Dave laughed as he continued screwing. “From the second I saw you in court, I knew that you were a raging bottom fag. You just needed the right guy to make you, his bitch. I’m that guy.”
Skylar, by now out of his head, was getting stimulated in ways he never knew existed. To mind fucking aroused to even think straight, he moaned his agreement while lost in his sexual hunger He wanted to cry out for Dave to fuck him harder. Yet, what emanated from his muffled mouth, was a series of lewd grunts. When David finally shot his load deep into his guts, Skyler realized that he would never top anymore. He was now Dave’s eager hole to use when he wished. I’m bred ; he silently told himself. That thought sent him over the edge, causing him to orgasm. His cream splashed upward spray his spunk onto his expensive already pre-cum stained vest. For the rest of the night, sometimes bound with his expensive tie & sometimes with his mouth filled with his silk pocket square, Dave put Skylar through his paces in his new role as a submissive. Throughout it all, Dave insisted Skylar keep his vest on so he could ‘shoot your wad onto it.’
At one point, he had Skylar laying face up across his bed with his head hanging down downward over the edge. As Dave slowly face fucked him, he enjoyed seeing the outline of his cock moving back and forth under the skin of Skylar’s throat. “I’m going to make that voice of yours, which you use so effectively in court, slick with my cum,” he said while he squirted down Skylar’s gullet. He smiled, listening to Skylar frantically trying to gulp down the load. As Skylar slurped his master’s cock, he also shot another load, spraying it across his vest.
By morning, a now unbound Skylar lay at the foot of his bed staring at Dave who was blissfully sleeping. Dave suddenly woke, stretched his sensual torso, and enjoyed the luxury of the expensive Egyptian cotton sheets. A shirtless Skylar gazed adoringly at him still wearing his suit vest. It was stained with the jizz of Skylar’s multiple orgasms that Dave had fucked out of him. The chiseled outline of his once well-defined eight pack had temporally vanished. Its once deep muscled washboard ridges replaced by a slight stomach-budge created courtesy of a belly full of Dave’s cum.
Skylar stared at the man who had turned him out. He knew, right down to his very core of his being, that he had been and was now ‘owned.’ He made no protest when Dave slipped a collar around his neck with a tag labeling him as “property of Dave Xiàolian.” In fact, he had been so aroused when it was locked in place that he’d shot hands free.
Dave glanced down at his latest addition to his stable. He would spend the next weeks keeping Skylar in a state of heat while he trained him in the art of being a good bitch. Under Dave's expert guidance, Skyler was introduced to the joys of having his well-rounded chest subjected to tit play. Dave genuinely enjoyed abusing a squirming Skyler’s soft quarter size nipple orbs until they shrank into smaller darker toned circles while his nipples transformed into stiff bullet-sized peaks.
In the future, after every victory in court, Skylar dressed in one of his three-piece suits, would crawl between Dave’s splayed legs. He would be ready to service Dave in any way he desired. A few times Dave would pick out an expensive suit, have Skylar buy it, then bring it home to wear so Dave could slit its pants inseam to fuck him in it.
Dave patted the sheet. “Come on boy,” he softly ordered.
“Ruff,” Skylar growled as he sprang to obey.
Dave watched as his latest fuck-dog eagerly crawled to him. As he’d been trained, he quickly assumed the ‘fuck me’ doggie position that Dave preferred when screwing him. He repeated plowed his pet into multiple orgasms until Skylar’s nuts were drained. Satisfied and personally satiated too, Dave then locked Skyler’s junk into a chastity cage that was tight enough to be invisible under pants. As a thoroughly fucked and exhausted Skyler fell asleep at the foot of the bed, Dave’s mind thought about another guy that would make an interesting addition to his group of submissive faggots. His next conquest would involve a right-wing German cyber personality with a ‘top’ reputation. Dave knew the Aryan looking blonde would make an interesting part of his collection. Right now, however, he had his new boy to work.
The End
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