Dangerous Weekend (2)
Updated: Aug 19, 2025
I woke up disoriented, not sure where I was. I was laying on a bed, cuddled up to a very muscular man, my arm slung over his chest as his breathing indicated he too was sleeping. As my eyes took in his chest, and then my surroundings, I could tell it was late afternoon, the sun beginning to set through the windows. Then, the memories came flooding in. I remembered him taking me, the soreness in my ass a reminder of his dominance of my body, his thick cock fucking me. The man's true Alpha demeanor saw through my carefully crafted masculinity to the bitch inside, and brought me out. Now I had been fucked. I had taken another man's cock. Before today, I had lived a mostly straight life, dating girls and fucking gay twinks on the side. I was the man in all of those couplings. I was the one who did the fucking. But now, this man had seen me for who I am inside, saw the need in me to submit to a real man, and then he took me, forcing me to admit my need to be fucked and bred. Worse, he made me promise to give myself to him, and keep his rules!
