My Addiction [Non-Con/Reluctance] [MM]

I never thought it would happen to me. God that sounds so cliche but it’s the truth. I’m a pretty normal dude. 5’11” 175 lbs. I work out and stay in pretty good shape. I might not be confused for a model but I’ve never really had any trouble getting a date. I’ve got a good job, decent car. I’m married and my wife and I have been talking about having kids.

Life is good. Steady. Normal.

Or least it was. Before I met Jacob. Or maybe I should say before Jacob found me.

Jacob works out at my gym. He’s 6’2” maybe 230 lbs. I’ve seen him at the gym for years, we’ve made small talk between sets before. He has the body of a serious lifter without the over-defined muscles of a show piece. He’s given me tips on how to increase my max reps before. But those were all quick, 30 second conversations.

The first time I met the real Jacob was in the locker room. It was late evening, just a few minutes before the gym closed. He and I were some of the last two to be working out. I finished up,showered and was starting to get dressed when Jacob entered the shower. By the time I was dressed and packed up to go, the locker room had cleared out except for Jacob who was walking out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.

I slung my bag over my shoulder and turned to give Jacob a goodbye nod but froze when I saw a strange look in his eye. For an instant I thought he was angry and my mind raced trying to figure what I could have done to make the man upset. But then I realized it wasn’t anger on his face, just intensity. I could not tell exactly what was behind the look just that there was an intense drive to it.

He came toward me, crossing the width of the room in only a few steps. He stepped so close that I instinctively tried to back away but immediately backed into the lockers behind me. He moved even closer until his face was inches from mine. He loomed over me for a moment and then his face … changed.

A look of absolute hunger swept over his face. He slowly, intentionally, slid his eyes up and down my body.

“Let me see it,” he said.

“What?” I asked, completely taken back.

Then, without warning, he reached out and grabbed my dick through my jeans. “Let me see it,” he said again.

“Fuck. No. Get away from me.” I said. I brushed his hand away from my crotch and stepped away from him.

With the angle of his body, in order for me to get away I had to move further from the door. So, even though I had created space between us he was still between me and the exit. He didn’t even hesitate. He immediately closed the distance between us and grabbed me through my jeans again.

“I want to see your cock. Let me see it,” he growled.

I felt my cheeks begin to heat up as I realized my body was starting to respond to him. I had never, not once, found myself attracted to a man. In fact, even then in that moment, I was not attracted to Jacob. But the look in his eye. He wanted me. The desire, the desperation … no one had ever looked at me like that before.

Don’t get me wrong. I have had some very passionate and engaging sexual experiences with women, especially my wife. But none of that compared to the raw lust I saw on Jacob’s face. And the idea of someone wanting me that much …

I felt the blood begin to rush to my cock. Jacob must have felt it too because he gave me a little smirk. I quickly got my focus back and tried to shove him away from me. I say “tried” because when I shoved Jacob didn’t move. I moved. It was like I had tried to push over a brick wall.

Shoving myself backwards accomplished two things. First it succeeded in breaking Jacob’s grip on my crotch. Second it propelled me into the bench that I had forgotten was behind me and sent me crashing to the floor.

I scrambled to get up, but before I could even get to my knees Jacob had stepped over the bench and was standing over me. I slowly pushed myself to my knees, keeping a careful eye on him. Then he took a step closer to me, forcing me to back up into the lockers again. He leaned in closer until there was less than a foot between my head and the towel around his waist.

My heart was absolutely racing and my thoughts were going in a thousand directions at one time. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. It couldn’t be real.

Then Jacob dropped his towel. His cock sprung loose as the towel fell and nearly slapped me in the face. He wasn’t porn star huge but certainly bigger than me. He rock hard and he stood there, his dick throbbing with his pulse inches from my head. I tried to scramble to my feet but he stepped over me so his feet were on either side of my legs. With the wall at my back the only way I could stand was by brushing up against his body … and his dick.

He reached out and grabbed my head with both hands, tilting my head up. He forced me to look at his cock inches from my face. I tried to pull away but his grip was too strong.

“Open your mouth,” he said.

My eyes went wide in horror. If I had been in a panicked denial before, now I was full on terrified. I tried to push myself up, using every once of strength I had to fling myself away from him. But he had the size, the strength, and the leverage. He held my head tight against the wall and I was absolutely immobilized.

“Open your mouth,” he said again. His words were so calm but the look in his eyes was an absolute firestorm.

I could have fought him. I know I could have. He had some very sensitive areas within easy striking range. I could have punched and ran like my life depended on it. Or I could have screamed for help. A part of me revolted at the idea of admitting weakness like that but I could have done it. I could have screamed. Or I could have begged to be let go; appealed to his better nature.

I could have said no.

It wasn’t like he had threatened violence. He hadn’t threatened me at all or made a single violent gesture. But I couldn’t say no. The sheer force of his presence. The immovable mass of his will. I was completely powerless.

I opened my mouth.

Jacob kept my head pinned against the wall and angled his hips back. He used one hand to guide his dick and leaned forward until just the tip was resting against my mouth. A large, harsh ball formed in the pit of my stomach.

“Look at me,” Jacob commanded.

I did. I looked into his fierce, hungry eyes as he slowly slid his cock into my mouth. He pushed until he hit the barrier at the back of my throat. I gagged and tears sprung to my eyes. He pulled back slowly before again pushing his dick forward. This time he stopped before making me gag.

“Holy shit. I have a cock in my mouth,” was the only thing I could think. I could taste the salty precum begin to coat my tongue. He moved his hands until one was on top of my head, still pinning me against the wall and the other cupped my chin forcing my lips to apply pressure.

Slowly he began to slide is dick in and out of my mouth. I felt his cock sliding against my lips. Against my tongue. I could not wrap my brain around what was happening. Jacob began to pick up speed. He groaned an animalistic growl as he fucked my face. It was awful. It was humiliating. And at the same time I felt my dick getting harder and harder.

I don’t know how long it was that he had me like that, it felt like forever. My jaw ached and to my shame, so did my cock. Eventually he pulled himself from my mouth, grabbed me by the shoulders and stood me to my feet.

Without saying a word Jacob began to undress me. I tried to push his hands away and move past him, but he gave me a stern, quieting look and … I submitted. He removed my shirt and had me kick off my shoes and socks. Then he made me look him in the eye as he unbuckled my belt, unzipped my jeans, and slid my pants down to my ankles. He glared at me until I kicked my jeans away.

Then he pushed me up against the wall, again stepping so close that our noses almost touched. He grabbed the waist of my boxer briefs and jerked. There was a quick sharp pain on my hips before the band snapped and he ripped my underwear completely off. Jacob leaned in close until his mouth was an inch from my ear. He growled a low slow growl as he grabbed my dick in one hand. He put his other hand on my chest, letting his fingertips trace the lines of my muscles, as he stroked my cock.

“I knew you would like it,” he growled softly in my ear.

Then he put a hand on the back of my neck and lead me over the bench. He pushed me down onto my hands and knees on the bench without saying a word. I stepped behind me and I felt his cock slap against my ass cheek.

Horror flooded my body as I realized what he was about to do. “No!” I said. “I don’t …no …”

I tried to get away again but he grabbed my hips with both hands. When I tried to pull myself way I was completely unable to make him budge an inch. My hands slid out from under me and my head crashed into the wooden bench with a sickening thud. Jacob put a firm hand on my back, forcing my shoulders to say down against the bench while my ass was in the air.

I heard Jacob spit and a warm glob of saliva landed directly above my asshole. The feeling of his spit sliding down into my ass sent a shiver through my body. Then I felt a pressure against my hole.

“No!” I cried, completely terrified.

Again he didn’t say a word. He just slowly forced his cock into my ass. It felt like my ass was on fire. I felt like I could feel myself tearing, like he was going to split me in two. I let out a small whimper but bit my tongue. I was determined to not cry out. He might humiliate and violate me but he would not take that last shred of dignity from me.

He paused with his dick maybe halfway inside me. I let out a slow, calming breath trying to get used to the girth inside me. Then, without warning, Jacob grabbed me by the hips and forced his cock the rest of the way inside me in one violent thrust.

I screamed.

It hurt. I was sure that he had torn my ass and it hurt worse than I would have imagined.

He pulled back a few inches and thrust into me again. And then again. And again. The pause in between each thrust grew shorter and shorter. The intensity of his thrusts grew stronger and stronger. Everything hurt but gradually the pain faded into a dull ache.

Jacob dug his fingers into my hips and he began fucking my ass harder and harder. The sound of our skin slapping nearly drowned out my pained grunts and his pleasured groans.

The pain was not even the worst part. The worst part was the shame. I had never felt so weak. So vulnerable. I was in charge. People at work reported to me and did as I instructed. I was the boss, a man, in good shape and in an exciting stage in life. And I was being manhandled like a little bitch. What I wanted and what I felt did not matter at all to him. All that mattered was my body and the pleasure I could provide him. He wanted my body and he took it.

He wanted my body enough to just take it.

That thought began growing in my mind as a pressure began building inside me. I couldn’t quite identify the feeling, it was so intense. Part of me was worried that I was going to piss right there on the floor. I thought about begging Jacob to stop to let me go pee but I knew he wouldn’t. He just kept pumping himself into me.

He must have felt my body begin to tense up. He said, “I knew you would like it.” Then he reached around and began stroking my cock. He fucked me in long, strong thrusts while stroking my dick. When I came it was the strongest orgasm I had ever had. My legs began to shake and my entire body collapsed onto the bench. I groaned like a bitch as an excruciating mixture of pleasure and pain exploded through my body.

Jacob didn’t let up. After I came he let go of my dick, put both hands on my lower back and began to fuck me. What ever you want to call what he had been doing to me before, it was not fucking compared to what he did to me then. He pummeled me. He fucked my ass so hard my head began to swim. There were no thoughts. No emotions, No existence. There was only the sensation of what he was giving me, taking from me, doing to me.

I cannot explain the feeling or the emotions of having a man cum inside you for the first time. I felt his warm cum explode inside me till I was sure he was filling me up. Waves of nausea, of relief, disgust, satisfaction cascaded over my body and through my entire soul.

He collapsed on top of me breathing heavily. I laid there unable to do anything but lay there and take it. After a few moments Jacob stood and began wiping himself off with his towell. He started getting dressed without saying a word.

I pushed myself off the bench and walked meekly to my clothes. Once he was dressed Jacob stood looking at me. I felt his eyes on my back and turned while buckling my belt.

“You are going to want this to mean something,” Jacob said. “You are going to want there to be emotions involved. Emotions are for people in love, gay or straight. But that is not what this is. I wanted you and I took you. And you liked it. What you are going to be feeling is not love, or attraction, or even desire. It will be an addiction. You are going to be addicted to the things I do to you, eventually. Eventually you will start coming to me to have me use you. But until then I will come for you.”

He turned and headed for the door. Without looking back he said, “Get some rest. I will see you here tomorrow.”

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