Straight Invaded – Chapter 3 by rimaday

A gay adult story: Straight Invaded – Chapter 3 by rimaday ,

I hope you are doing well and this story resonates with you. This narrative contains sensitive content involving gay non-consensual sex, blackmail, and humiliation. Please refrain from continuing if you find this offensive. For those who choose to read on, I assure you, it will be worth it. The photograph they sent was terrifying. I couldn’t trace the email address, despite an hour of scouring the internet.

I deleted the picture, emptied the trash, and tried to erase the incident from my memory. How did they know the house would be empty? That voice sounded so familiar, where could I have known them from? The thought of a movie depicting this scene and my humiliation circulating everywhere sent shivers down my spine. My reputation and career would be gone if it got out.

I had considered hiring a detective, but that would have brought attention to my situation, and I preferred to handle this discreetly. There were no charges on my stolen credit cards, so I assumed he and his crew dumped them. When I checked my emails, I saw a reminder from a travel agent about my trip. That’s when it hit me, the person at the travel agent was the same build as the leader of the gang.

Maybe they work at the travel agent secretly plotting robberies around the town. It was still early, so I rushed to their website, and sure enough, they opened until 5 PM. I devised a plan and reached

I asked, “Danny’s not in today?”

She replied, “He just left for lunch. He should be back in about an hour.”

“Ok, I will come back in a bit. I have some errands to run…Have you had lunch yet?” I asked casually.

Her answer made my day. “No, I get to take lunch when he comes back.”

I smiled looking down at her nametag, Well Beth, if I was 20 years younger, and not married, I would be all over asking you to lunch.”

She smiled and I headed to the door, thinking this was going to work out perfectly. I would have the little bastard all to myself! When I returned at 1:15, Danny was at the desk on the right, and no one else was in the shop. I walked in casually, as if I knew nothing.

“Hey Danny, I am hoping you can help me out.” His eyes widened as he made eye contact, but he recovered quickly, making me have a bit of doubt.

I continued, “I had to send my family ahead on our vacation last week due to problems at work. I got it worked already and have next week off. I am hoping I can still get there to finish out the week with them. Hopefully, without costing an arm and a leg.”

He looked at me calmly with a slight fidget in his seat. “Oh yeah I recall, the family was going to the Bahama’s. I think your file is in the office, come on in,” he said standing up and walking toward the office.

As soon as he spoke all doubt was gone. He was the leader.

“Can I get you a cup of coffee or a coke?” he asked.

“Coffee black sounds good,” I said walking into the office.

While he walked to the counter in the back of the lobby area, I entered the office. The blinds were down but half open allowing a view from the parking lot. Before sitting down I closed the blinds for privacy.

He walked in with 2 cups of coffee, handed me mine, glanced at the blinds and did a double take. He hesitated for just a second, as if he sensed something was wrong. Then he calmly turned around, closed the office door, and sat behind the desk. I pulled out my phone as if checking it, turned on the audio record and sat it on my thigh, face down.

He leaned down and opened the file drawer on his desk, pulled out a file, placed it on the desk and flipped it open. He scanned it for a moment and before he could speak, I cut in.

“So how’d you like my house last Friday?”

He looked up startled and stammered, “Wh… what do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb, Danny! I know you were the one that broke in, robbed me, and made me suck your cock!” I growled.

“What are you talking about? There must be some mistake. I have never been to your house. I am going to have to ask you to leave,” he said standing up.

“Sit down!” I grunted. I shuffled a little in my seat, like I might stand up and to confront him. He sat slowly back down, and I smiled as I saw the fear on his face.

Giving him my meanest glare, I continued, “I am really not in the mood to play games, so let me cut to the chase. I have contacted detective Rodger Huffman from the burglary task force. He would love to hear about information, I may have on an active burglary ring in his town. So unless you do exactly as I say, I will be heading over to see him as soon as I walk out that door! Have I got your attention?” I sat back in my seat and smiled.

He thought for a second and spoke quietly and slowly, “Mr. Thompson, I honestly don’t know what you are talking about, but you are the customer, and I will do whatever it takes to convince you I have not done anything wrong. I just want to provide the best customer experience I can for you. How can I help you with your travel needs?”

“Danny, you are really starting to piss me off,” I growled. “Travel needs are not what you will be helping me with today. You can come over here, kneel before me and service your customer. If not, I am off to the see Detective Huffman.” I picked my phone off my thigh, spread me knees and smiled.

He looked confused and afraid. He hesitated, looked around nervously, and slowly got up. My dick was stirring as he walked to the door and locked it. My smile widened as I leaned back in my seat, turned my phone to video mode and watched him walk toward me. He stopped in front of me looking down at me, still with a look of fear.

I spoke one word. “Knees!”

He dropped slowly down placing his hands on my knees as he slumped down. I held the camera up and started filming…”Action!” I commanded. I know how he felt now. What power.

“First get my shoes and socks off so you can take my pants off for me,” I ordered. His head dropped and he complied. After my shoes and socks were removed and set to the side. I continued, “Pants and underwear cocksucker.” I liked being on this side of the camera.

My cock was at full attention as he unhooked my belt, slid my zipper down, and began to pull my pants off. I lifted my hips off the seat so he could work them under my ass. My hard cock hung up on my briefs and snapped back to my belly as it broke free. It was incredible to feel the air pass over my throbbing boner, anticipating his hot wet mouth. I slid down in the chair, so my balls hung over the edge.

He was a good-looking guy, maybe 30. 5’10 and 190lbs or so. As I looked at my cock, I was reminded how hairy my balls had gotten over the years.

I spoke up, “You’ll need to really work my balls first, and of course you will swallow my load…Nod if you understand.” My smile widened as the tables had fully turned. He nodded in compliance. “Tell me you like to lick hairy balls Danny. And you would love to swallow my cum,” I continued.

“I love hairy balls Mr. Thompson and I would love to swallow your cum sir,” he said looking up at my face as I continued to film.

As he leaned his head toward my ball sack, he gently pushed my knees wide apart. I moaned slightly as his outstretched tongue met my sack. His hot breath washed over me as he licked the underside of my balls. He swirled his tongue up the right side and then the left. I thought I would lose my mind when he managed to, ever so gently, take both balls into his gaping mouth. He rubbed his saliva around my balls with his tongue. I could not help but raise my ass off the chair to give him full access. I thrust my balls deeper in his mouth, then pulled away until they came free and dropped down on the seat.

“Suck me off now! Take my load bitch! I so own you!” I said panting heavily.

He bent forward with his tongue out, pointing down touching his chin. He pressed his hot tongue against my nuts and took a slow hot lick up my shaft. He did it again, and as he approached the tip, I grabbed the back of his head with my left hand, filming with my right. I shoved my 7-inch throbbing dick in his mouth and into his throat. He took it like a champ and began to work my dick from tip to base.

“Look at me while you take my cum cunt!” I grunted.

He opened his eyes and looked up at me while he thrust his head down taking my length. I could feel he lips touching my pubes and balls with my head lodged in his throat. I watched as he worked up and down. My balls contracted, releasing my shot into his throat. The second round blew into his mouth, with his saliva running down my balls. I thrust my head back breaking our stare as my ecstasy peaked.

I yelled, “Fuck yeah, take it all you little bitch. I own your ass! Suck it all and clean me up.” I pumped his mouth with my cum. He kept sucking and licking taking every drop.

As my climax passed, he continued to deep throat me milking me clean. He slowly slid off my cock and began licking the cum and saliva off my balls. Then he licked up and down my shaft and began to caress my balls. I was starting to feel the stiffness coming back.

“That’s it baby, keep working it. When I tell you to stop, I need you to get up, take off your pants and bend over the desk. Today, I am going to fuck my first ass. Nod if you understand,” I said feeding his favorite line back to him. He looked at me and nodded with my cock in his mouth.

I tilted my head back, eyes closed, to enjoy the sensation. And suddenly, pain shot through my testicles like I have never felt before. My head shot forward as I screamed in pain and dropped the phone. With lightning speed, he pulled his mouth off my cock, grabbed my clothes and cell phone, jumped up and ran to the door.

“Don’t Move!” he barked. “I have your clothes, wallet, and phone. If you leave that chair, I open the door and all the blinds for the world to see.” Then he stepped out with my things and closed the door.

I had no clue what just happened. One minute heaven, the next second it felt like the tip of a whip cracked on my nuts. I examined myself for a bee sting or something. There was a red welt about the diameter of a dime on my sack.

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