It all started last month. This guy moved in to the apartment next door. He was a tall handsome man. He looked about 27. His muscles were huge and his budget wasn't bad either. He worked out a lot, so that ment he wore gym shorts a lot. Good for me. After about a week we started to hang out. I didn't know of he was gay or not. So I didn't try to hit on him at all. That night while k was sleeping I heard a noise from his apartment. It was a man screaming. "Fuck yea. Fuck me harder!!!" I knew he was gay then.

The next day when he was coming home from the gym he got injured and ended up cutting himself. I went out to help him inside. I went to his bathroom and got some anticeptic to clean out his wound. When I got to his room he was laying there in his underwear. I couldn't help but look at his budget. As I was cleaning the wound he started to rub my crotch. I didn't mind. Then he pulled me in and we made out. Then I got undressed and he fucked me hard for a while. Then I went to sleep from exhaustion. When I woke up I wasn't ready for what was about to happen.

I opened my eyes and I was still naked, but I was tied and handcuffed to the bed frame. He was standing over me in all leather and a mask. He then told me that k was his sex slave. I didn't know what to do. Then he had his way with me for what seemed like hours. When I woke up again I was in my apartment and my ass hurt really bad. Also, my ass was dripping cum.

The next day we didn't talk at the gym, but once I got home he was in my apartment naked sniffing my underwear with a complete hard on. I stoped and stared then I walked up behind him and fucked him up the ass. Then a tied him up and force fed him my cock. After that I called the cops and untied him. When the cops got there they arrested him and I went to sleep.

I still dream about him, but he's behinds bars for a while.