Sometimes via this blog, I get contacted by interesting people. One email led to 24 hours of frenzied messages and a lost virginity. The first email said:

“I’ve been reading your blog for a little while, and I introduced my friends to it. We all got into this bet and whoever lost would have to submit to you. I lost, and so I’m contacting you to see if it would be possible to meet. I’m straight, 19 and have never tried anything with another man, but it makes me curious to see if you could actually make me your bitch.”

As regular readers will know I’ve used a few straight lads before, Straights Love Feet and Non-sexual Meet. I’ve also met a few gay lads who pretend to be straight. After a few emails, the sender did seem genuine and was keen to get started so we moved to iMessage.

The boi seemed convinced that turning him sub would be impossible and I’d get nothing from the meeting. Statements like “it’ll be a hard task to make me your bitch” were commonplace. I continued to entertain his messages, though, half-convinced he would vanish when the time came to face the consequence of his bet.

With the Christmas holidays fast approaching I wanted to use him before my evenings filled up with social events, so I offered him 7 pm that night and he accepted. The lad said he was Colombian and was studying in London. Wherever he was from the sub was keen to see if he could be turned into a cock sucking fag; I never doubted he would serve me.

After much begging about when could we start, I said he could come earlier and he set off. I was still expecting him to back out but he seemed to be on his way. At 17:52 I got the I’m here text. Opening the door I was greeted by a nervous-looking 19 years old. His head was covered in thick black curly hair. He wore glasses, a black coat, blue jeans and white Nikes.

I invited him in.

Once inside I got behind him and pushed him against the hallway wall. Moving my body against him I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back.

“So you turned up then, Boi. I hope you’re ready to accept your place.”

As I pulled off his tops I heard him mutter that he couldn’t believe he was doing this. I turned him around and inspected his hairless chest. Seeing something in his eyes I realised he was about to back out so I stepped forward and started to kiss him. He did seem like a nervous straight and had no real realise to lie about his sexuality. I hoped kissing would be familiar to him and relax him. I didn’t want to scare him off after getting this far. Soon I felt his body lose some of its tension and his hands began to explore me. The boi was on the hook and now just needed landing.

Turning him around again I ordered his Nikes and jeans off. As he stripped my hand smacked his arse and slid into his boxers. He was a lot more relaxed about being touched now. As he stood there in his white socks I pulled his underpants off and kicked them with the rest of his discarded clothes. I had also removed his glasses. My hands began to explore his body and he groaned in delight. Holding his mouth open I spat inside and he swallowed.

“Get on your knees, Boi”, he obeys. “Time to collar you, Boi.”

“Yes.”

He gets a slap to the side of his face.

“Say Yes Sir.”

“Sorry, Sir. Yes, Sir.”

As a collar him, it’s clear that he is going to do as he is told and he has accepted he is my bitch. Once collared I pull him closer to my groin and he rubs his face against the clothing covering my hardon.

Still using the collar I drag him into the living room. Once I’m sat down I point at my black and white Nikes and order them cleaned.

The boi doesn’t stay on all fours but lies on his front and starts licking away. He shows himself to be a real fag by licking the soles of my Nikes. I smile to myself and remember his text discussing foot worship: “Well, I think that would probably only happen if you actually make me a little bitch”. I look down on my little bitch as he worships his Foot Master.

Moving my foot up to rest on my knee the boi follows. This position allows me to see him worshipping better. Ordering my Nike removed he begins licking and sniffing my sock. On my command, the sock is peeled off and the boi starts on my barefoot. With great intensity, he licks and sucks my foot. Moving off my foot the boi smiles and speaks.

“I don’t even like feet, Sir.”

“It looks like you love them, Boi.”

Standing up I slap his face and give him some verbal about how easy it was to turn him into my fag. Kicking off my other Nike I then pull off my shorts and the boi stares at the bulge in my underwear. Holding his head I pull him to my underpants and he rubs his face on my hidden hardon. Laughing I pull my balls out and rub them on his face. The boi sticks his tongue out and begins to lick my hairy balls.

“Do they taste good, Boi?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you want to suck cock?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Beg for it.”

“Please, can I suck your cock, Sir? I want to taste it.”

As I pull my cock out the boi moves to suck it but I hold his head. With my pants kicked off, I laugh at his keenest and give him some verbal. Standing over him I slap my cock across his face. I love the noise as my cock beats up the straight boi. I order him to open his mouth and stick his tongue out. Then I make him say please again. Slapping my cock against his tongue the boi pushes closer; desperate to get my manhood inside him. Finally, I let his head go and he slides down my cock. His nature takes over and the cocksucker takes his place.

After a while, I sit back on my sofa and relax. The boi has been none stop sucking me. He has a new toy and he doesn’t want to let go. It is interesting to watch him explore my cock. He seems to enjoy licking it all the way and then welcoming it back into his mouth. He keeps trying to push my cock fully into his mouth. When he finally manages it I hold his head down and keep him down there. He seems to be trying to pick between air and cock. His hand begins to tap on my leg. After five more seconds, I release his head. I expect him to pull away but he slowly moves away. He looks up with a grin and tells me he loved doing that. I shake my head and smile.

The boi heads back to my cock but I grab his collar and pull him up as I stand. Turning him around I stand behind him and my salvia covered cock slides between his arse cheeks. The boi lets out a breath as he feels a cock near his boicunt for the first time. Using the collar I pull the boi closer to my body. Allowing my cock to slide deeper between his cheeks. The boi relaxes onto my body.

“Looks like you are loving being my boi and are a great fan of cock. Let’s have some more fun with you.”

With that, I push him towards the bedroom.

When we arrive I push him onto the bed he lands on his front and pushes his arse up. This is the first real view I’ve had of his pink virgin ring. Leaning down I give it a good rimming. The boi groans and pushes his face into my duvet. The boi needs to learn the pleasure his arse can bring.

I lube a finger and slide it into him. The boi copes but clearly tenses; too used to the idea he won’t ever be fucked. I flip the boi on his back and put his legs on my shoulders. Leaning over him I bend down and kiss him again. The boi enjoys deep kissing and my spit over his face. I grab hold of his arms and hold him down; he embraces being out of control and my property. All this time my cock slides over his boicunt and I get him used to the idea he will be my fuck toy.

Moving astride the boi I slap his face with my cock again. He opens his mouth and I slide back into him. Putting him on all fours I lube him more and put a condom on. Slowly my cockhead enters the boi’s hole. I let him get used to it. My thick cock head slowly opens him. When I try to go in further the boi says it feels too much so I give him a break.

Pushing him down flat I lie on top of him and hold his head so I can kiss him from that position. All the time my cock slides along his crack. He groans and tells me he’s so horny and his girlfriend doesn’t put out. I get up and bring out a sweaty, dirty jock. I’m not sure he’ll get off on it but I hold it in front of him. He pulls it to him and takes in my scent. Turns out the boi loves man scent.

I climb back on him and push my cock against his ring. The break and jock seem to have relaxed him and my cockhead slides in. The boi takes it and a bit more. His groans of pleasure are muffled by my jockstrap. He asks if I’m fully in and I say almost; even though I’m nowhere near balls deep.

Pulling the lad over I get him on his back with his white socks in the air. Applying more lube I slide in and go my deepest. I watch his eyes as he feels cock sliding deep inside for the first time. His sweet face shows his surprise at how being fucked feels. We kiss again. He tells me he’s been sucked off but never fucked a girl.

“Did you think you would lose your arse virginity first?”

“No, Sir. Will you fuck me till you cum?”

Climbing off the bed I order the boi to come and kneel at the edge of the bed. In this position, I slide back inside. I slide fully in and he feels my balls tap his arse. His head is back in my duvet and groaning his encouragement. I slowly speed up my thrusts and the boi takes it. Finally accepting his place as my fuck toy. I hold the collar and pound the virgin hard. I see his hand wanking himself off.

It feels great standing behind the boi fucking him senseless. When I finally spunk it is an amazing release. I hear the boi cum just before I complete.

Standing back the boi doesn’t move. His arse hole looks great after its pounding.

“You OK, Boi?”

“I’ve never cum so intensely, Sir.”

“Yeah. You will get used to the feeling of cumming with a cock in your hole.”

He stands up and I have to hold him as he wobbles. He tells me I’ve fucked him senseless.

“Merry Christmas, Fag.”

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