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Jayson’s Nightmare – Part 03

By Forced Chastity Lover

Jayson’s Nightmare Advances

The door opened after what seemed like a long interval.  Jayson looked to see his best friend, Fred, and Ryan walk into the converted supply closet.

“Ryan, I have to admit that this has been very handy,” Fred said as he pulled his cock out of his shorts.  He stepped up close and let his cock drop over the edge of the funnel.  He immediately let the piss flow and didn’t have to hold his cock.  Jayson could see and hear the piss exiting the cock, into the funnel, and down into his slightly bloated stomach.  He had lost track of how many men had used him tonight, but he knew that this was Fred’s third trip in.  He knew that under his mask, he was blushing profusely.

“I can’t believe that someone would actually want to do this.”

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Jayson’s Nightmare – Part 02

By Forced Chastity Lover

Jayson stared across the room at the two mirrors, which were set up to ensure he got a clear view of his entire body.

Staring back at him was a very muscular and impressive body affixed to the wall with straps at the biceps, wrists, pecs, hips, thighs, and ankles.  A thick collar around the neck was also attached to the wall.  His chest, normally covered in hair, was hairless.  In the middle of the chest, there were two shiny medal disks with the tips of his nipples sticking out.  If he looked closely, he would notice the disks were carved with intricate patterns.  His eyes continued down the image until it came to the root of his cock, which was also hairless.  Just above that, in big, bold black box letters, was the word “FAG.”  His eyes continued down to where his cock was enclosed by a bright, shiny silver tube with intricate carvings on it.  While he couldn’t see them, he knew there were two bars through his cock attached to the tube.  And they had been permanently welded on.

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Jayson’s Nightmare – Part 01

By Forced Chastity Lover

Jayson struggled ineffectually as he was pushed up against the wall.  His well-developed muscles were useless to him in his dazed condition.  The collar encircled his neck and clamped his head back against the wall.  His arms were held away from his body with the bicep and wrist straps. The leather strap around the chest held him upright and restricted movement.

Ryan, his biggest fraternity rival in the house, knelt and spread his legs one at a time, locking the ankles to the wall.  He repeated the maneuver with the thigh straps.  Jayson was now securely held against the wall with minimal movement possible.  Ryan stepped back to admire his handywork.

Standing in front of him, affixed to the wall, was six foot four inches of solid, well-developed musculature weighing in at 240 pounds.  He had luscious brown hair topping his head, while bright blue eyes peered out at him from a movie-star-quality face.  His biceps were 19 inches and solid; his pecs stood out from his chest like pillows.  Two rock-hard pillows.  His nipples were well centered in each pec, sticking out slightly like two arrows pointing the way.

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