Chapter 1: Rising Action
Zach and Tyler were sitting on the couch at their new apartment and were watching a horror movie together when two sexy teens in the movie started having sex, the girl took off her top and two of the biggest juiciest titties fell out of her tiny shirt. The boys were infatuated. Zach, a tall, muscular, and intimidating man with a commanding presence, ran his fingers through his short black hair. Tyler, a young 26-year-old with long brown hair, green eyes, and a soft feminine build, couldn't help but blush.
The room was illuminated with natural light, pouring in from the expansive windows in Zach's penthouse apartment. The luxurious furnishings and extravagant decor created an atmosphere of unparalleled power and wealth. Tyler was lucky Zach allowed him to stay without paying rent. He really was a loser down on his ass.
Zach started getting hard because of the movie, he looked over at Tyler’s crotch too to see if he was hard but he couldn’t actually see any evidence of Tyler’s cock under his jeans.
Zach was so turned on by the thought of having a submissive sex slave.
"You know Tyler, I have this special power," Zach said to Tyler, with a mischievous smile.
"What power?" Tyler asked, as he leaned closer to hear him better.
"I can make my cock grow larger than normal, and when I do, it makes guys like you want to submit to me and become my submissive sex slave," Zach said, with a matter-of-fact tone.
Tyler was taken aback by Zach's words, he thought it was a joke, but he looked down to see Zach's cock was already growing. It was stretching out and getting bigger and bigger. Tyler couldn't believe his eyes, it was the biggest cock he had ever seen.
"That's impossible," Tyler said, shaking his head in disbelief.
"It's possible, and I'm going to show you how good it feels to submit to me," Zach said, with a confident smile.
Tyler couldn't move, he was in shock. He couldn't take his eyes off of Zach's growing cock. It was so big, it was already bigger than Tyler's whole forearm. Zach stood up from the couch and unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to the floor. His cock was now fully erect and it was even bigger than before. It was so thick, Tyler knew he wouldn't be able to take it all in.
But he couldn't deny the desire that was building within him. He wanted to feel it inside of him, to be dominated by Zach's enormous cock.
"Come on Tyler, don't be afraid," Zach said, as he approached Tyler, "You know you want it."
Tyler hesitated for a moment before he finally nodded his head. He couldn't resist the allure of Zach's cock any longer. Zach smiled slyly and pulled Tyler's pants down, exposing his small but erect dick.
Zach reached out to touch Tyler's dick, but Tyler flinched and pulled away. "Don't be so shy, Tyler, I won't hurt you," Zach reassured him.
But Tyler couldn't shake off the feeling of vulnerability that he was experiencing. He hadn't been with a man before, let alone been dominated by one. But the sight of Zach's enormous cock was too much for him to resist. He wanted to feel it inside of him, to submit to Zach's power.
Zach could see the desire in Tyler's eyes, and he knew he had him. He slowly reached out and touched Tyler's dick again, this time with more certainty. Tyler gasped as Zach wrapped his hand around his dick, it was the tightest grip he'd ever felt.
Zach began to stroke Tyler's dick, and Tyler couldn't help but let out a soft moan. He had never felt like this before, on the verge of losing control. Zach could see the pleasure building in Tyler's face and decided to take things to the next level.
He removed his hand from Tyler's dick and stood up, allowing his massive cock to stare Tyler right in the face. Tyler couldn't help but gulp, taking in the sight of it.
"Do you want it?" Zach asked, his voice low and gravely.
Tyler nodded, unable to find the words to express his desire. Zach nodded back, a satisfied smile forming on his face. He walked over to Tyler, who was now on his knees, and positioned himself in front of him.
"Open your mouth," Zach commanded, and Tyler eagerly let him in.
Zach started thrusting gently, teaching Tyler how to let go and submit to him completely. Tyler could feel every inch of Zach's cock, and it made him hot all over. He never knew that something like this could turn him on so much, but he couldn't resist. He wanted more, he wanted to feel Zach's cock inside of him, pushing him to his limits.
He wanted to be filled completely, to be used and fucked hard. He wanted to be Zach's submissive little bitch.
Zach seemed to read Tyler's mind, pulling out of his mouth with a wet pop. "Get on the bed, on your hands and knees," he ordered, his voice stern and commanding.
Tyler, looking heartbroken that Zach pulled his cock out of his mouth, quickly did as he was told, crawling onto the king-sized bed in the middle of the room.
The bed was covered in soft, silky sheets that felt cool against Tyler's skin. He got on his hands and knees, his ass sticking up in the air, waiting for Zach.
“Damn little faggot already willing to let me ravage his asshole?” Zach said smugly. Tyler blushed, he couldn’t believe what had come over him. “Lay on your back and hang your head over the edge of the bed, faggot”.
Zach's voice was firm and dominant, leaving no room for argument. Tyler complied, feeling the blood rush to his head as he positioned himself. He watched as Zach undressed, revealing his chiseled torso and thick, veiny thighs. His cock, already massive, seemed to grow even bigger as Tyler stared at it, hungry and eager.
Zach grabbed Tyler's head and pulled on him like a rag doll, he really felt like he was his slut, his property, and he loved it. And just then, Zach fed his bulbous cock into Tyler’s starving mouth yet again and skull fucked him as he hung over the edge of the bed.
Tyler's eyes watered and he gagged, but Zach didn't care. He just kept pounding that fat fucking cock down Tyler's throat, enjoying the sight of his pretty little face contorting in pain and pleasure.
"Fuck, your mouth feels so good, you little cocksucker," Zach grunted, his hips slapping against Tyler's face. Tyler could only moan and take it, his own dick throbbing with each thrust. He was loving every second of being used like this, even if it was a bit too much for him.
Zach could see Tyler trying to keep up, but he was gagging and choking on his thick cock. He smirked, loving the sight of Tyler's pathetic attempts to please him.
"Look at you, you little fucking whore," Zach taunted, slowing down his thrusts to let Tyler catch his breath. "You're loving this, aren't you? Taking my big cock like a good little bitch?"
Tyler could only nod, his face red and sweaty. Zach could see the lust in his eyes, the desperate need for more. He decided to give Tyler a taste of what was to come.
He pulled out of Tyler's mouth, leaving him gasping for air. Tyler's face was red and shiny with spit and pre-cum. Zach smirked, loving the sight of his little slut so worked up.
“There’s gonna be some changes around here from now one, little boy” Zach said, slapping Tyler’s face with his giant cock. “You’re gonna be my personal little fuck toy.”
Tyler whimpered, nodding eagerly in agreement. He was ready for whatever Zach had in store for him.
Zach grabbed Tyler’s legs pulled him down the bed, causing him to yelp in surprise. He pulled Tyler’s hips up, positioning him on his knees with his little dick in the air. Tyler felt the cool air hit his exposed penis, making him shiver with anticipation.
“But if you’re going to have the honor of sucking my fat superior alpha cock, you’re going to need to EARN that privilege, you need to take care of this apartment you little bitch.” Zach said, slapping Tyler’s ass cheek hard enough to leave a red handprint. Tyler yelped, surprised by the sudden impact.
“What do you mean?” Tyler asked, panting, his heart still racing from the intense blowjob.
“I mean, you’re going to be my little maid slut, cleaning this place spotless while I watch and critique your every move. And if you do a good job, maybe, just maybe, I’ll let you have another taste of my cock.” Zach said, stroking his massive, glistening dick, already hard again.
Tyler hesitated, considering the offer.
He had never seen himself as a maid, let alone a submissive one, but the thought of having regular access to Zach's cock was too tempting to pass up. He nodded, a determined look in his eyes.
"Alright, I'll do it. I'll be your maid slut," he said, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach.
Zach grinned, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Good boy," he purred, patting Tyler's cheek condescendingly. "Now, let's start with the bedroom.
Get on your hands and knees and crawl to the closet," Zach commanded, already knowing that Tyler would obey. Tyler did as he was told, his ass swaying slightly as he moved across the room. Zach watched, appreciating the view. "Good boy," he murmured, his voice laced with satisfaction.
Tyler reached the closet and looked back at Zach, waiting for further instructions. Zach smirked, enjoying the sight of Tyler's eagerness. "Open the closet door and grab the feather duster," he ordered.
Tyler leaned in, his arm stretching to reach the duster.