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Ben and Nate were straight roommates who had a rule: What happened in the house, stayed in the house.  They got along so well that after living together for six months, there was nothing they wouldn't discuss with each other, including their deepest, hidden sexual fantasies.  Neither ever judged the other, and it made for a happy situation, in that they were both completely comfortable with each other, and trusted each other totally.  But this Friday, Ben was having second thoughts.
 
After a few brews, the two horny guys' conversation turned to sex, as usual.  Ben said he had sometimes fantasized about what it would be like to be a captive sex slave.
 
Nate's eyes had widened a bit at the word "slave".

"Slave, eh?" he said, "that's pretty hot, dude."
 
"You don't think it's stupid?" Ben asked shyly.
 
"Hells no," Nate replied, as he reached for the leather arm-binders that had arrived in the mail that day. "I think it's hot...wanna try it?"
 
Ben sucked in his breath, and said, "Sure."
 
Nate immediately took over the scene, and assumed the evil Master role.  He loved roleplaying, and this one was gonna be HOT!
 
"OK, bitch, strip!" Nate ordered.
 
Ben shucked his jeans and T, and stood naked in front of his roomie.  Nate roughly grabbed his muscular arms and twisted them behind his back, shackling the arm-binders into place.  Ben grunted as the leather sleeves tightened on his arms, anchoring them up against his back.  He knew he'd be gagged...they had played a few bondage games before, and Nate loved to hear Ben moaning through a gag.  But the huge ballgag that Nate held in front of his eyes was a surprise.
 
"Open up, slave!" Nate said, and Ben felt his jaw stretch as the thick ball was strapped snugly into his mouth.  He gurgled and tried to speak, but only an incoherent grunt escaped his stretched-open mouth.  With the ball wedged between his teeth and pressing his tongue down firmly, it was impossible to form any words.  But it was the next part of his enslavement that really startled Ben.
 


Nate knelt in front of him, holding a long length of rope, about ten feet long, doubled up, and began to wrap the end loop around his buddy's ball sac.  Ben held still as he felt Nate's fingers knot the ends around his cock and balls, and then realized that he had left about 10 feet dangling from his equipment.  Oh, shit, Ben realized, it was a leash!!  Sure enough, Nate smiled up at him evilly as he stood, holding the ends of the ropes in his hand.
 
"C'mon, slave," Master Nate said, tugging on his improvised Man-Leash.

"Unnnggh", replied the helpless slave, as he was led by his jewels into the bedroom.  He noticed that Nate had picked up a heavy leather belt on the way into the room.
 
Nate played the role to a T.  He took a few idle swats at Ben's exposed butt, and he loved the sound of the leather cracking softly on his buddy's firm ass.  The whole scene was turning him on like crazy.
 
"Kneel down, bitch!" Nate ordered his helpless slave/roommate.  Ben did as he was told, knowing that if he didn't, he'd receive a painful jerk on his leash.

Ben bent down first over the bed, amd was subjected to more verbal abuse as his ass was swatted by the cruel Master.  The leather stung like hell, but Ben bit bravely into the ballgag, and refused to show any weakness.  He was XXXX to the floor, and Nate anchored the ends of the cock-leash to the heavy wooden legs of the bed frame.
 
"OK, slave-bitch," Nate said, "I've got to set some things up for your training session in the other room.  You stay there and wait for me.  Don't even THINK about undoing your leash!", he snarled.
 
It was hard for Ben to hold his balance, even sitting on the floor, with his arms pulled up so tightly behind his back, and he knew any struggle attempt would endanger his most precious jewels.  So he sat there, and tried to enjoy the fantasy that he had initiated.  The rope around his balls actually felt kind of hot, and he was getting sexed up pretending that he was a captive slave, not knowing how and by whom he'd be used in the next few hours, but that he'd be helpless and unable to do or say anything as he was abused.  He kind of liked the feeling of helplessness...it was kind of sexy thinking of himself as just an object...


At the same time, he was plotting revenge.  After all, this was just a fantasy game, but Nate had been a bit rough with the XXXX, and Ben had every intention of balancing the scale....soon!

Ben played by George
Nate played by Sammy
Photography by Caitiff