Chores

After getting kicked out of his girlfriend’s house, Jared had nowhere to go, well other than his brother’s apartment. Him and his brother Ned somewhat got along, Ned was a fag, and while Jared tried not to hold that against his brother, it just creeped him out.

Jared told his brother that he would only be there for a few days until he could find his own apartment. Ned told him that he would have to help with chores until then, of course what said chores ended up being Jared had never imagined.

It was during his first night on the couch that Jared notice something different about his ass. His hole felt itchy, and he was fighting himself from sticking a finger up there to find and satisfy the itch. He thought about just getting up and leaving, but where would he go. The itch got worse and soon he had a finger up his hole, then two, then three, but nothing could fix it. He ended up in Ned’s room begging his older bro to fuck him. Deep down Jared was trying to stop himself but he couldn’t, and he got fucked for the very first time that night by his brother.

The next morning, Jared felt very different. His body was telling him he had found where he belonged, and then his brother informed him said chores would be taking care of his cock.

To Jared’s initial dismay, he had now found his permanent home. He was going to live here in this apartment with his brother for the rest of his life, nothing more than his slave. And over time Jared actually came to like it, enjoyed when his brother would show him off to his faggy friends, and if he was a good boy, then sometimes his brother would let him have a beer, although he had to drink it like a beer enema.

Test Results

Connor wasn’t sure how old he actually was now; he rarely even knew what day of the week it was any more. He didn’t need to know those kinds of things, because he was a slave, a sex slave.

Growing up he hadn’t dreamed of being another man’s slave (especially considering he had been heterosexual), he had wanted to be a firefighter like his older brother and father. He had trained and studied for it, but he still had to pass the aptitude test that everyone took at the end of their senior year. He had figured he was a shoe-in, but the test came back otherwise, declaring that his ideal career was slavedom.

Connor had tried to fight this outcome, but it got him nowhere, these tests were binding. He didn’t want to be a slave, he knew the test had to be wrong, but the government said otherwise. He did have a choice of the kind of slave he would become: a sex slave, a work slave or a test slave. Of course he choose sex slave. He was stripped of his clothes, his freedom, and sold off not to a woman but a man.

For the longest time, Connor hated this life he was stuck in. But slowly, he found it wasn’t so terrible. He grew to enjoy it, and now he relishes the moments his Master is balls deep in his slave cunt. Maybe the test was right after all. What Connor will never know though is that it was wrong, he was destined to be a firefighter, his test results got switched with another guys, and while the government did eventually learn this, they’re never going to admit they were wrong.

Changes

 

It was hard for Sargent Piers to accept the way the military had changed in the last year. He thought it was a joke at first; he couldn’t believe that these new laws and ordinances could be real. He hadn’t been racist; it just didn’t make any sense to him why only black men would be able to serve as decorated soldiers from then on.

Piers had his titles and two medals stripped from him, but instead of being let free of the armed services, he learned the military had a new role for him to fill. He was to become a cock-slave to one of the new cadets. The problem was he wasn’t gay. This was supposed to be America right, land of the free, slavery had been outlawed centuries ago.

Piers tried to fight it at first, he really did, but he quickly found that there was no fighting this new administration. He tried to escape, tried to refuse, but the retraining they put him through won out.

It took four long months of retraining at a special boot camp, along side a previous Colonel, a Sargent Major, a Corporal, and Three Lieutenants. Afterwards when Piers emerged, he was a new man, his only care in the world was obeying his new master.

Piers has come to love sucking on his master’s big black cock now, and hopefully he will eventually love taking it up the ass as much as he loves having it in his mouth. This new administration sure was smart to have showed him where his true place in society is.

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