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Sinister Intentions - Chapter 7

by slyleather

Chapter 7
Tyler still had a glazed, blank expression on his face as Sean and Shane laid him down on the cot in the cage. Shane attached the chain coming from the manacle in the concrete floor to Tyler’s ankle restraint. Sean leaned over and placed his leather gloved hand on Tyler’s cheek, “I knew you’d like that,” referring to the training session Tyler had just finished, “Master is very pleased with you and is anxious for you to serve him. ” With that both left Tyler on the cot and exited the cage and room, but leaving the door to the cage unlocked.
Tyler lay there, head still reeling from the training session the flood of images of men in leather filled his head. He recalled the video clips of men sucking cock and loving it as he remembered the phrases that had been planted deep in his mind, ‘embrace leather’, ‘embrace men’, ‘serve leather’, ‘serve men’. Oh my God, Tyler thought, they’ve turned me gay. As he lay on the cot he felt something under his shoulder, reaching around with his hand he pulled a pair of leather gloves out that hadn’t been there before his training session, one of the slaves must have left them there. He rubbed the soft leather between his fingers and his programming took over, ‘love leather’, ‘be leather’, ‘embrace leather’, he slowly inserted his fingers into the gloves, gently moving them over his palms. Tyler held his gloved hands up and looked at the beautiful leather covering his hands as the cuffs of the gloves covered a small portion of the leather wristbands. Tyler felt his pulse quicken as his cock begin to rise. He rubber his leather gloved hands across his chest, tracing the path of the leather harness that cris-crossed his chest and accentuated his breasts. He began to gently fondle his nipples, giving a slight pinch as the memory of the electric pulses and pressure of the tit clamps came back to him, a smile appeared on his face. He moved his hands over his arms and the leather armbands on his biceps until he reached the leather chaps that he wore. Tyler moved the leather gloves up and down the leather that covered his legs, but left his cock exposed, he moved the leather on his hands toward his cock as it was standing straight up beckoning the attention of the leather gloved hands. He began to rub his cock and balls ever so gently as he felt the cock ring and ball stretcher still in place, as his other hand moved to his mouth. Tyler began to suck on his leather-laced fingers wetting them with his saliva. He then transitioned the spit soaked gloved hand from his mouth to his erect cock while moving his other to his stiff nipples outlined by the leather harness. He moved the spit drenched leather up and down his cock, while twisting his nipple between the leather on his other hand. The feeling caused Tyler to take a breath of deep utter pleasure. He continued to jack his cock up and down and all around with the leather gloves and stroke his chest. Tyler used to masturbate often, usually in the shower and it was always good to get off, but now he savored every moment of ecstasy in the leather that touched his body. He continued to stroke and rub his cock feeling the desire to cum, he reached down with his free hand and removed the ball stretcher allowing his ball sack to release the cum that Tyler needed to get off. His cock spewed, as a geyser, a stream of cum up into the air. Tyler laid his head back and exhaled a deep breath of relaxation and content. He raised his hand off his dick to see the streaks of cum in his palm and on the back of his hand. He raised it to his mouth and touched the cum stained glove to his mouth, sticking out his tongue and tasting the milk of his loins that he had just shot gave Tyler a new desire. He was hungry for this substance that had just come from inside him. He licked the milky and sweet juices that he had expressed from his body until the leather glove was shiny and clean again. He noticed that a few drops had landed on his stomach and gently, like a kid eating cookie crumbs, wiped each one onto his glove and put it in his mouth savoring every last drop. Once he had finished ingesting his ‘meal’, Tyler sat up on the cot and picked up the ball stretcher that he had removed to shoot his cum. Tyler grabbed his balls with one hand and pulled them down while replacing the ball stretcher around them. He couldn’t wait until the next time he got to remove the ball stretcher and release his cum so that he could drink every last drop. Tyler laid back down on the cot and drifted off to sleep.
In his slumber, Tyler’s mind returned to the programming session and turned to dreams of men in leather and Tyler dressed in leather. He dreamt of himself dressed fully in leather as Sean and Shane, beautiful men sucking on his cock and shooting loads of cum into their mouths. This was Tyler’s nirvana of sensual bliss, men stroking Tyler’s leather covered body with their leather gloves and as his dreams progressed he began to desire pleasing the men that were pleasing to him. In his dream Tyler gently lowered himself to his knees as a vision of a god in leather’s cock dangled before his eyes. He licked his lips greatly wanting the ‘meal’ that was presented before him. Reaching his own gloved hands to the thunderous thighs of the leather god before him, Tyler rubbed his hands up and down the leather chaps of the man before him, Tyler leaned in, and opened his mouth as he approached the head of the glorious cock of flesh before him………………….
A banging sound awoke Tyler from his dream as the door to the room opened and Sean stepped into the room. Tyler sat up on his cot and looking down, noticed his cock was extremely erect. Sean picked up a stool and brought it inside Tyler’s cage, placing it a few feet from where Tyler sat on the cot and took a seat on it. “How are you slave?” Sean inquired of Tyler.
“Okay.” Tyler replied, accepting that the word ‘slave’ referred to him.
“Master has been watching you.” Sean stated as he pointed to a small video camera in the top corner of Tyler’s cage, “He was very motivated by your acclamation to your new life.”
“What are you talking about? What does that mean?” Tyler confusingly asked, not understanding the connection between Tyler’s training session and his sexual desires that had been conducted on the cot.
“As such a smart, former, teacher, I would have thought you could at least put two and two together.” Sean replied sarcastically, “Maybe your just confused by all the changes that are happening to you.” He got up and walked to a box on a shelf outside the cage and retrieved two cigars, walking back to the stool in Tyler’s cage he handed one to Tyler, who took it reluctantly. Lighting his cigar and tossing the lighter to Tyler, Sean said, “There’s no way you have noticed the changes in you. I’ve noticed them.”
Lighting his cigar and handing the lighter back to Sean, Tyler sat back on the cot and stared at Sean in his leather chaps and vest, with the same matching leather harness, gloves, arm and wristbands and cock ring that Tyler wore. The only difference between the two was Sean’s leather studded collar around his neck and Sean wasn’t wearing a ball stretcher like Tyler. Sean noticed Tyler’s eyes looking at the collar “Won’t be long ‘til you’ll have one too.” He said rubbing it from side to side with his glove, “once you’ve fully given yourself to Master and truly become his slave, serving him in all things freely with full devotion to his glory.”
“You make him sound like a god. Brennan’s just a man, albeit a tall, muscular, leather man.” Tyler countered, as he took a draw from the cigar that rested between his gloved fingers.
“Maybe you see a man now, but once you’ve finished your training, you’ll see only your Master, your god, happily devoted to serving his every want. He is a god, a god of men, a god of leather that deserves to be worshipped. He commands obedience and rewards his slaves that serve him and please him with vast blissful pleasure, beyond anything felt before.” Tyler could see Sean’s face and hear his voice swimming in the river of the man that had become his god and Master. “Your heart will desire nothing more than to serve him, giving him ownership of your soul, bending your will to his, replacing your will with his and immersing your soul in his leathered glory forevermore. You will be proud to be a slave and take great pride in pleasuring Master as he desires.”
Tyler began to get extremely nervous with Sean’s cult-like description of Tyler’s future serving Brennan. He took another draw of his cigar, “How long have you served him?” Tyler asked.
“Huh, I don’t remember.” Sean replied blowing the smoke from his cigar toward Tyler, “With Master each day feels like the next and one merges into the other. Time doesn’t matter anymore, only Master.”
“I don’t think I can live like that.” Tyler disclosed as he took another draw from his cigar and suddenly feeling dirty and exposed looking at his leather garments and his dick exposed.
“Leather is you life now, you’re gay now. Laying on the cot pleasing yourself dressed in all that leather and the smell of the leather gloves and how they felt around your cock, didn’t you feel like you were in heaven, in a place you never wanna to leave?” Sean asked.
“Yes,” Tyler replied meekly, recalling the images and the pleasure it brought him. He wanted to feel like that forever, “but that doesn’t make me gay.” Tyler countered.
“Doesn’t it? You saw beautiful pictures of men in leather and your cock exploded from being turned on by those images and videos. Men sucking leathered dicks and rubbing them.” Sean smiled, as he knew how much it had pleased Tyler. He continued, taking another draw from his cigar, “you put on the leather gloves and it turned you on, you had to jack your dick and when you shot that load you couldn’t resist seeing what it tasted like, just like the guys on the screen couldn’t.” Tyler felt embarrassed as he felt the heat rise in his cheeks. He had thought he was alone. Sean continued, “I saw the look on your face as you licked the cum off your gloves. You were satisfied. Right?” Tyler couldn’t speak, he knew Sean was absolutely right about everything he had said, and it was true. He had turned gay. He never had been able to see what gay men saw in being gay, how one man could truly give pleasure to another. Tyler always thought you needed a woman to get turned on the way he had been used to, but now the taste of his own cum, the leather and the stimulating things he had seen and the dream of him salivating before another man’s cock, had proven to him otherwise. He was gay and now he wanted more. He wanted to feel that way again, forever.
Sean and Tyler sat there in silence as they finished their cigars. Once Sean had finished he got up and took the stool out of the cage. Tyler stood up, “Wait, what’s next? What’s going to happen now?” He asked, anxious in anticipation of the future.
“You’ll see.” Sean responded as he pulled a leather-padded bench from against the wall in front of Tyler’s cage. Sean began wipe it down with a cloth to make sure it was clean as Brennan entered the room followed Shane. Shane, dressed identically to Sean, walked over to the bench and climbed up straddling it, as his cock and balls rested in wait on the soft leather covering the bench. Brennan entered the cage and approached Tyler.
“Don’t be afraid.” Brennan soothed, as he placed his gloved hand around Tyler’s arm and helped him off the cot. “You want to experience the pleasures of men, watch.” Brennan said as he moved behind Tyler and placed his hands on each of Tyler’s biceps, as Sean stood at the end of the bench that Shane now straddled. Shane grabbed Sean by his leather harness and pulled him down to his lips. They kissed in heated lust, each one’s tongue invading the other’s mouth and then moving up and down their respective necks. They began to rub each other’s bodies with their leather-covered hands as they continued to try to suck the other’s tongue out of his mouth. “Isn’t it beautiful?” Brennan said, whispering into Tyler’s ear as he moved his gloved hand to Tyler’s shoulders and began to massage them. “Relax and enjoy yourself, just breathe.” Brennan subtly suggested. Tyler breathed deep and felt heat begin to flush his body as Shan laid back on the bench and Sean climbed on top of him, both still locked in passionate massaging of each other tongues with their lips. “Two brothers locked in deep passion for each other. It’s not about love Tyler, it’s about fulfillment, desire, lust…sex.” Brennan explained to Tyler as he reached into the pocket of his leather vest and produced a joint in the form of a small cigar. Brennan placed it in his mouth and lit it with his butane lighter, as Sean slowly moved his mouth down Shane’s torso to his cock and began licking the tip with his tongue. Shane’s moans of pleasure and ecstasy caused the heat inside Tyler to rise more abundantly. Brennan placed his arm across Tyler’s chest and gently rubbed his nipples and thin mat of chest hair as he took another hit from the joint.
Tyler couldn’t move his eyes from the sight, he was undoubtedly aroused as Sean lifted his mouth from Shane’s cock and turned him onto his stomach. Shane rose to his knees and Tyler could see his hard, thrilled cock dangling between his legs as Sean took both of his gloved hands and spread the cheeks of Shane’s ass revealing the open door that was his asshole. Sean buried his tongue deep into the hole in Shane’s ass, as if a key unlocking a world of sound, Shane moaned and heaved in complete sensational joy. Brennan took the joint from his mouth and maneuvered it to the front of Tyler’s head, still embracing him across the chest with his other arm, and positioned it in front of Tyler’s mouth. Tyler looked down at it and them back up at the two brothers. He placed his mouth on the end and drew the smoke deep into his lungs. He tried to hold back the coughs as he exhaled, but couldn’t. “First joint?” Brennan inquired of his slave, noting his lack of hesitation as he took it freely.
“No Sir, just been a really long time.” Tyler responded, realizing that he had called Brennan Sir without any reason.
“Have some more and enjoy the show.” Brennan said as placed the joint between Tyler’s teeth and continued massaging his shoulders. Tyler felt his body relaxing even more as he took another hit from the joint, he felt his head begin to swim in a river of peace and beauty as Sean maneuvered his cock to just touch Shane’s asshole, he hesitated for a brief second to look at Brennan. Brennan nodded his head in approval and Sean slid his cock into Shane until it was buried deep inside him. Sean then began fucking Shane in a hypnotic rhythmic motion as Tyler watched, now embraced in Brennan’s arms. He took another hit from the cigar-like joint in his mouth, as Brennan then removed it and took a hit of his own. Sean’s quickened his rhythmic fucking of Shane’s ass. Shane continued to moan in the pleasure of receiving his big brother’s cock inside him. Brennan returned the joint to Tyler’s mouth and as he took a hit Brennan squeezed both of his nipples at the same time, Tyler’s dick throbbed with lust and need to be released. “You enjoy that, don’t you my slave?” Brennan whispered into Tyler’s ear.
“Yes Sir.” Tyler replied through the joint clenched in his teeth, as Sean grunted and stopped the pumping of Shane’s ass while he fired his load of cum deep into his brother’s ass.
“Thank you Master.” Sean said, looking at Brennan as he removed his dick from Shane’s ass.
“Thank you my Master.” Shane echoed, as he arched his ass higher and Sean spread his ass cheeks and began slurping the cum oozing from Shane’s ass. Once clean and cum free, Sean climbed down off the bench and walked into the cage to stand directly in front of Brennan and Tyler. He opened his mouth to reveal his own load of cum that he had shot into Shane and then retrieved from his ass.
“Good load my slave. Feed him.” Brennan commanded of Sean, as he removed the joint from Tyler’s mouth. Sean placed one hand on the back of Tyler’s head as Brennan held his still by the arms and embraced Tyler’s mouth with his own, forcing his mouth open with his tongue and allowing his cum to flow from his mouth into Tyler’s. Tyler didn’t resist until Sean’s cum began to flow into his mouth. He was caught completely by surprise. Tyler had never tasted another man’s cum; he had never tasted any cum until his own a few hours earlier. He tried not to swallow as Sean maneuvered the rest of the cum from his mouth into Tyler’s with his tongue. Brennan then reached around with one hand and pinched Tyler’s nose closed, forcing him to swallow Sean’s cum as he could no longer breathe. Sean released Tyler’s mouth and stepped back as Shane walked into cage while Tyler was swallowing the last drops of Sean’s semen.
“Very good, my slave.” Brennan told Tyler as he moved from behind him and rubbed his head in acknowledgement of Tyler’s acceptance. He took a hit from the joint and handed what was left of it to Sean, who immediately took two hits before passing it to Shane, who finished it. Brennan stood in front of Tyler and cusped Tyler’s neck with both of his leather gloved hands, “let’s go and complete your training, my gorgeous slave.” Brennan escorted Tyler out of the cage and the room as Sean and Shane followed.

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