Flashback Friday: Penetrated

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Gavin was a Dominant man who knew what he wanted when he saw it. So when he travelled to stay at a villa, he knew he had to have Vincent as soon as he had spotted his fellow hairy-chested guest. Another lone traveler, Vincent had also just needed to get away after such a year. Though the locals had recommended jeans or pants when walking through the gardens, it was far too nice of a spring day to not enjoy some sun on his body. It was as he stopped to soak it up in a pergola-like structure that he caught Gavin’s eye – and soon he was looking intensely in Gavin’s eyes. Something about the way the Dominant man stared at him, made it impossible to resist. Even as this man’s body shifted as he grabbed hold of the knocker on the door behind him, his penetrating gaze continued to weaken Vince’s will.

Vincent found himself growing strangely weak in the knees and yet intensely aroused at the same time. He couldn’t help but lower in submission as he began to feel his growing bulge, and he couldn’t help but wish the seductive man’s hand was wrapping around that bulge. There was no choice but to give in. As the Dominant man walked towards him, Vincent felt transfixed the whole time. By the time Gavin confidently sat down, Vincent knew he had to give himself to this man. Mesmerized into a sexual submissive, Vince began to undo his jeans and turned around as if to say, “This is ass is yours for the taking, SIR.” His mind had already been penetrated by the hunk’s gaze and now his ass needed penetrated by the hunk’s dick. But first, Gavin was going to take his conquest in for a deeply passionate kiss.

It felt so good to be held in Gavin’s arms and even better when Gavin guided him down for even more passionate kissing. Their tight jeans rubbed against each other’s stiffening members; their beards and hairy chests soon brushed up against each other repeatedly as the friction of their encounter grew into an intense burning that could not be contained. Vincent didn’t yet know his new SIR’s name, but he knew he was where he belonged. One thing still felt off, but that was about to change. “SIR, I should not be clothed around you. Let me strip down and truly make myself vulnerable for you.” And with that, Vince stripped down for his new Master.

Vincent hadn’t even remembered wondering out in the garden; the last thing he did remember was reading a book that had been left behind by the last guest… or so he thought.

Little did he know that the book had been left by Gavin on purpose, conditioning his mind to instantly submit as soon as he stared into Gavin’s eyes. It awoke subconscious desires within him he never knew he had.

Yet those repressed desires becoming true were the only thing that could lead Vince to a life of true happiness, for he could be happy to finally be his true authentic self. And while Gavin couldn’t guarantee the book had been read, it didn’t take long for him to know his stare had become hypnotically powerful for hairy hunk’s conditioned mind. He led Vince back to his room where he also stripped down, seductively posing against the door as Vince found himself unable to resist his new SIR’s commanding eyes. Vince had instantly dropped down to his knees to lube up his Master’s cock with his tongue. “Good boy,” Gavin told him. “These rooms are virtually identical so it doesn’t really matter if we go in here or next doors to yours, but let’s get a bit more cozy before I take what is rightfully mine.” “Yes, SIR!” Vince enthused, ready to be fucked by his new Master.