Athletic Support by Keegan Kennedy

Author:Keegan Kennedy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, submission, discipline, bondage, spanking, dominance, jock
Publisher: Keegan Kennedy

As soon as Briscoe had pulled his cock from in between my lips, he shoved the ballgag back into my mouth and tied it sadistically tight behind my head.

Doing my best to plead with him to free me, I made garbled sounds around the rubber ball while slobber ran down my chin. When I’d heard the rip of the duct tape, I froze.

He wrapped the gray adhesive around my already gagged mouth. He stretched the tape over my open lips and under my left ear. Then, he continued by sealing the duct tape around the nape of my neck and under my right ear. Completing the circle, Briscoe covered the ball in between my teeth again. With the loud ripping of the tape off the roll, he continued covering the same area of my face at least half a dozen times. Finally, he tore the tape behind my head and patted it down, silencing me with this super double gag.

He yanked me up from the floor and forced me back over his desk. My abdomen hit the side so hard that it momentarily knocked the air out of my lungs, dazing me. By the time I could think clearly again, I felt him removing my Nikes.

“You sure look damn good tied up and helpless, kid,” he said gruffly as he took my right, socked ankle and taped it leg of his desk.

“Mmmmmmmmm!” I protested, shaking my head but making less noise than I’d been able to before. With my ass in the air, it was obvious what was coming next. But as the tape fastened my ankle to the right leg of the desk, I realized he was gaining even more control over me.

“After my fourth divorce and…” he paused, “…the incident, I tried fucking short skinny boys, but their asses weren’t deep enough to take my thirteen inches.” He grabbed my left ankle and stretched it to the other leg of his desk. “So I decided I needed a taller, muscular boy like you to be my bitch because you’re gonna have a deep ass and be able to take more punishment.”

Shaking my head, I tried to pull my ankle out of his hand, but he slapped my blistered ass. “Stop struggling! You’re gonna be funneling this big cock, regardless of how much ya wiggle and try to kick.” Stretching my legs ever farther apart, Briscoe taped my left ankle to the desk.

When he stood up, my boss’ fingertip grazed my asshole, causing me to shudder. “Ya got a fine pink hole, kid,” he grumbled. “There’s some hair in the crack, but we’re gonna do something about that later.”

“Mmmmmmm!” I protested softly as his finger circled around my ring.

Surprisingly, the stimulation of just his finger and the feel of my boss’ hot breath on my open crack felt good. Despite myself, my dick began to stir in the extra-small cup that was snapped into my jock, but stirring was all I could do because the athletic support codpiece was preventing me from getting an erection.

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