The beach curiosity shop Walter was behind the counter in h..

The beach curiosity shop Walter was behind the counter in his little beach shop on another beautiful day on the boardwalk and business was steady with tourists and surfers coming in and out. Walter was smiling to himself as he counted the money he received from the sale of the thick Russian stud that he had captured a couple of weeks before. When one of his Eastern European clients walked into the back room and spotted the beefy bodybuilder on display in the leather jockstrap and collar, chained to the large x cross, the client brought him on the spot. The shopkeeper almost felt sorry for the Russian. The client was from a country that had long suffered under the yolk of the Russians, and was determined to take out his pinned up aggression on the long hair Russian bodybuilder. However, the Eastern European client offered the shopkeeper a small fortune which relaxed any sympathy he had toward the new slave. Walter's attention turned toward the shop door as a family of four entered the store. The kids went browsing in one direction, while the father and wife headed toward the men's swimwear selection. Walter was very impressed with the 6’4, reddish blond hair adonis. The daddy’s tank top showed off his pale smooth skin and large muscular upper body. His muscles were thick and tight as they ran over his broad shoulders down his large, strong arms and heavy full pecs. Although he wore long black shorts that covered down to his knees, his thick well developed calves were displayed as he wore flip flops on his average size feet. The shorts also displayed a nice meaty ass that flexed as he moved. He had definitely an alpha air to himself that made Walter hard as he watched the married couple. “Honey, they would look good on you,” the wife laughed as she picked up an American flag patterned bikini brief swimsuit. “I don’t think so,” he replied. He was stern, he was obviously used to always being in control and in charge. Walter could definitely picture the sexy stud in the tiny swimsuit. He watched the stud looking at several styles. “How about those, daddy,” his daughter picked up a pair of yellow and green spandex jams. “They were almost as revealing as the Speedo,” the stud’s voice was deep and sexy. “Come on Rick, they will be very functional for the beach CrossFit competition. You are the one that left your normal jams at home. Anyway, they would look good on you, show off those thighs and butt of yours,” the wife laughed. “Come on daddy, get them,” the two daughters begged and laughed. The father looked toward the shopkeeper and turned red as he caught Walter watching them. “Let go. We have to get ready for dinner,” the father led the family out of the store. Walter noticed the stud looked at the jams once more. Rick looked out of the corner of his eyes toward Walter, but addressed his family, “I might stop back later for them.” Walter watched the daddy’s muscular ass in the black shorts flexing as he walked out. Later that evening, thirty minutes before Walter’s normal closing time, Rick came back into the shop. He nodded toward Walter as he made his way to the jams swimsuit. “Can I help you with anything,” Walter was all smiles as he approached the younger man. “I’m going to be in the beach CrossFit tournament tomorrow and left my swimsuit to compete in at home,” Rick replied as he held the yellow and green spandex jam shorts. “Those are the best selling brands for CrossFit. Do you want to try them on,” Walter eagerly asked. “Yeah, I guess I should try them on first,” Rick picked up a large size. “I will suggest a medium, you want them to be snugged,” Walter smiled. Rich hesitated but put back the large pair and got the size medium. The dressing rooms were close to the curtained off back room which housed the sex shop. Rick stepped into the small mirrored dressing room as Walter pulled the curtain closed, keeping it open just enough to watch Rick peel his shirt over his head. The younger father’s back was layered with thick cords of smooth, flawless muscles. While Rick continued to undress, Walter stepped into the sex shop and picked up a small spray bottle, some handcuffs, and dental gag to keep Rick’s mouth open and vulnerable. The spray was very popular and effective in hunting and subduing straight prey like Rick. Before he left the back room, he hit the record button for the hidden video camera in the dressing room. By the time Walter got back to the dressing room, Rick was struggling to pull the skin tight jams up his muscular smooth thighs and over his plump large ass. “How it going, does it fit,” Walter poked his head into the tiny dressing room. “I think I need a bigger size,” Rick stood facing the mirror. The jams only went half way over Rick’s plump round ass and the spandex gripped his impressive set of balls and cock tight. “I think they look very good on you,” Walter boldly reached out and touched the straight stud’s ass. “What the fuck are you doing,” Rick jumped back and yelled. Rick's muscles flexed and tense as he clutched his right fist and pulled it back to deliver a punch. Walter however was ready. He sprayed the small bottle into Rick’s face. “Ugh,” Rick covered his face as the strange mist hit him. He couldn’t stop from breathing in the mist. When he removed his hands and stopped coughing, his eyes were blank as he swayed back and forth. Walter smiled, “that’s a good boy.” Rick offered no resistance as the older shopkeeper freely ran his hands over the CrossFit athlete’s tight, smooth body. “Beautiful,” Walter whispered as he ran his hands down the chisel abs and over the trapped crotch. “Rick, turn around and put your hands behind your back,” Walter ordered. Without protest, Rick reached his muscular arms behind his back and Walter cuffed his wrists together. Walter then reached around and put the dental gag tool into the docile Rick’s mouth and secured it behind his head. The reddish-blonde father and athlete looked so sexy and submissive standing with his powerful arms cuffed behind his back and mouth pushed open into a perfect 0. “Excellent, now get on your knees,” Walter barked and the former alpha husband obediently obeyed. Walter saw a hint of shame and embarrassment in Rick’s eyes as the stud looked up at him. He in return merely smirked back at Rick and unzipped his pants, pulling out a fat hard cock. Walter then gripped Rick’s reddish blonde hair and began to push his cock between the parted lips. Even if Rick wanted to protest and closed his mouth he couldn’t. The older man was thrusting in and out of the opened mouth, enjoying the tightness of Rick’s virgin throat. Tears began to form in the straight man’s eyes while drool ran down the side of Rick’s mouth. The spray drug left just enough willpower to make men like Rick feel humiliated and defeated but unable to stop it. Walter wanted to enjoy the married stud’s plump ass but knew if he kept using that sexy mouth, he was going to cum. Walter finally pulled out of Rick’s abused, sore throat. Rick couldn’t even catch his breath before he was pulled up on his feet and pushed against the mirror, by the smaller, older man. Walter peeled the swimsuit down over the flawless round ass, leaving Rick’s cock trapped in the tight confines of the spandex trunks. “Damn a beautiful ass,” Walter slapped it, watching it jiggle at the impact of his hand. Rick could only give a muffled grunt. Walter then gripped each plump, smooth ass cheek and spread them, revealing the tight man pussy, winking back at the older man. Knowing that the married stud was going to be a hot fuck, Walter aimed his drool covered cock at Rick’s virgin hole. He grabbed hold of Rick’s muscular hips and pushed in while pulling the straight stud back toward him at the same time. Tears were pouring down Rick’s masculine face as he let out muffled groans and moans. Every time Walter pounded his prostate, Rick’s eyes rolled back into his head and his own cock bounced and jerked in the tight trunks. Walter continued to fuck Rick hard and deep until he pushed all the way into the straight stud’s pussy. Walter whispered into Rick’s right ear, “cum for me now.” Rick tried to cry out as his cock let loose. He cum over and over, filling the spandex trunks. As he came his ass muscles flexed and milked Walter’s cock, until Walter followed and came deep inside Rick. “Fuck, you was a good boy,” Walter pulled out of Rick’s abused hole with a popping sound. Walter then proceeded to uncuff and removed the gag from Rick’s mouth. Once freed, however, Rick continued to remain docile. Walter then helped him remove the stained trunks and ordered him to redress in his clothes. Rick felt the older man’s seed leaking from his ass and ran down his thick hamstrings as he pulled his underwear and clothes back on. Once redressed, Rick still didn’t say a word or even look at Walter as he followed the shopkeeper back to the swimsuit rack to get a larger size of the same swim jams. He then followed Walter to the counter to pay for both swimsuits. “Now Rick you going to be a good boy and go back to your hotel room and fuck your pretty wife. You won’t tell anyone about what happened, understand,” Walter gave Rick’s change back. Still looking down, Rick replied, “yes, sir.” All of the masculine confidence he had when he came into the store was gone, it had been fucked out of him. He was confused on how he let it happen and how the older, smaller man could make him do those things he did. “Good, after your competition tomorrow you are going to come back here. You won’t change out of your swimsuit nor tell your family where you are going,” Walter handed him the bag with the larger size trunks and the cum stained smaller one. “Yes, sir,” Rick took the bag and left the store. He could still feel the man’s cum dripping down his legs. He closed his eyes briefly as he felt his cock grow hard.