Picture of @growingthick and @cumtodaddy Dimitri by Alphabr..

Picture of @growingthick and @cumtodaddy Dimitri by Alphabreaker Dimitri was a successful international high finance broker. Among his clients were some of the wealthiest and most powerful men in the world. He was ambitious having risen in the highly competitive field at his early age. Dimitri wasn’t modest in his acknowledgment that his handsome, dark looks had a lot to do with his success. He used his looks and his body to his full advantage as he climbed the ladder of success. When he wasn’t broking multi-million dollar deals he spent all of his free time in the gym. As a result he had built a body that made women and men impressed and lust after him. He prided himself on his large pecs, thick arms, and round huge ass. Dimitri spares no expense in his clothes. He went to only the best tailors and had his suits made from the softest and most expensive materials. All of his clothes were meant to show off his body, and he wasn’t beyond using his body to get what he wanted. Dimitri stood on the tailor block in his new suit admiring himself in the mirrors. His large pecs were stretching the pure white, soft Egyptian cotton dress shirt. His grey sateen trousers hugged his thick thighs and impressive full crotch. While the suit jacket did nothing to hide the sear size of his massive arms. “How is the fit, sir,” the older tailor asked as he stood up from his knees having made final adjustments to the length of the trousers. Dimitri turned and checked out his large bubble ass in the mirror. The trousers were hugging the muscular cheeks. He had spent a lot of time doing squats to create the perfect ass and it was meant to be displayed. Women especially loved the thickness of it. “Yes, Pierre, you exceed yourself again,” Dimitri continued to look at himself in the mirror. “I will wear it out.” “Yes, very good. You have a date tonight with a beautiful lady,” Pierre winked. Dimitri dated numerous beautiful women and had developed quite a reputation as a lady’s man. “Unfortunately, not this evening. I have a business appointment with a client,” Dimitri laughed. Dimitri loved his purchase as he wore the suit out of the high end shop. He always looks his best. If clients trust him with their millions, he at least should look like he is worth millions. In his expensive, stylish clothes, he gave off an air of confidence and even cockiness. He knew he looked good. As he approached his BMW, two women walked by and their eyes traveled over his impressive body as they passed. From their similar features and age difference, they were obviously mother and daughter. “Ladies,” Dimitri nodded and smiled a sexy lustful smile at the two women. They smiled back at him as they passed, and even looked over their shoulders at him. He would have flirted with the two women and even bed them both. However, he looked at his watch and realized he was running late for his appointment with Mr. Garland. Adam Garland was his biggest client and hated being kept waiting. Dimitri knew the billionaire was gay and had an attaction to muscle boys like Dimitri. Dimitri was straight but wasn’t above teasing and flirting with a gay client, especially if they were as rich as Garland. Dimitri speeded off in his car toward the outskirts of the city. He eventually arrived on time at a large chateau that was several hundreds of years old. Aleix was told previously that the chateau once belonged to kings, and came with its own dungeons. When Dimitri stepped out of his car he was greeted by a muscular, younger man. The handsome Slavic man’s tight black pants and tight ribbed sweater showed off his flawless body. Dimitri wasn’t surprised by the beautiful muscle god that greeted him. Adam Garland often surrounded himself with incredibly handsome men as servants and guards. “Welcome sir, I’m Ivan. Mr. Garland is expecting you,” the younger man spoke in a thick Russian accent. “This way, sir.” Dimitri followed Ivan into his house. He barely got through the grand double doors and into the main entrance galley when someone came up behind him and grabbed him from behind. A soaked rag was placed over Dimitri’s mouth. He tried to struggle but the man behind him was more muscular than he was and Ivan had joined in to subdue him. He had no choice but to breathe in the sweet smelling chemical on the rag. Suddenly everything went black and his muscular body went limp in the attackers arms. Dimitri opened his eyes but saw only pitch blackness and quickly realized that he was wearing some kind of leather mask hood with no eye openings. The mask was tight against his face and he could feel a tight collar securing the mask around his thick neck. Dimitri was able to open his mouth and knew that the only opening on the mask was around his mouth. “What is going on here? Let me go,” Dimitri screamed at the top of his lungs. He tried to move but discovered his legs were secured to the floor. His shoes and socks were gone and his bare feet were cold on the damp hard stone floor. He then tried to move his arms but also found his hands were bound in front of him. “Get me out of here. I pay you anything you want,” Dimitri yelled. He had heard of gangs taking rich individuals like himself to hold them for ransom. Then he started to hear the low humming said in his ears. It was faint at first but grew louder until it started to make it hard to think. He tried to figure out where he was. He remembered arriving at the Chateau or did he. The humming felt like it was right in his head. Was he supposed to have an appointment with Adam Garland? The humming was louder. It hurts so much to think. Everytime Dimitri tries to remember the more difficult it becomes. He had no idea that the mask hood had a built in speaker right at his ears, bombarding his mind was high frequency waves. The sound waves were so loud that Dimitri didn’t hear the ancient iron doors to the dungeon being opened and closed, and the sounds of footsteps across the stone floor. He jumped when he felt hands gripping his large biceps through his sweat soaked white shirt. “Please help me. Make the noise stop,” Dimitri pleaded as drool ran from his exposed mouth. “Ssshh, it's ok, boy,” Adam Garland whispered while squeezing and feeling up the younger man’s thick arms. Dimitri couldn’t hear Garland’s voice over the noise, but the man’s touch sent a new sensation through his body. He found his cock stirring in his sacks and underwear as he grew hard. Another man’s touch never had that reaction to his body before. Dimitri should have been confused and scared but his mind couldn’t focus or process anything. Garland reached around Dimitri and grabbed the younger man’s big pecs through the soft shirt. Feeling the man’s touch as Adam squeezed and groped him was turning Dimitri on. He parted his sexy lips and moaned. His mind was being repeatedly told how good it felt to surrender. Then Adam grabbed the shirt and ripped the expensive shirt open, reviving Dimitri’ smooth massive pecs. The cold damp breeze of the dungeon hit his large firm nipples, making them hard. Adam returned to cupping and squeezing the massive chest causing Dimitri to moan again. The humming slowly faded as all resistance and thought faded from the muscular younger man’s mind. The only thought left was, how good it felt to obey and serve. The older man proceeded to rip the shirt more and Dimitri offered no resistance as he just stood submissively. Adam Garland freely ran his hands over Dimitri’ sexy body. He ran his hands over each hard nipple, rubbing, pinching, and twisting them, causing Dimitri to groan in ecstasy. Garland would pull away his fingers, licked them, and then run them over Dimitri' now sensitive nipples. He has been lusting over the younger man for some time. Dimitri had teased him with that sexy body for so long that the billionaire wanted him more and more, and Adam Garland always got what he wanted. One of his numerous companies had done research for the military on mind control, and had developed the hood to create the perfect obedient slave. The hood depraved the wearer of his senses and the built in ear plugs bombarded the subject with subliminal messages. Within minutes the strongest willed individuals become submissive and obedient. Dimitri' entire body became so sensitive to Garland’s touch that his cock was throbbing and leaking. After ripping the expensive dress shirt into pieces, Garland moved his hands down the ripped abs and around to the muscular ass in the tight pants. He then began to rip the pants open. He took a knife and cut the pants down the rear steam. Garland pulled the sateen pants apart, revealing Dimitri’ yellow designer underwear. The silky bikini briefs were stretched over the younger, cocky man’s plump ass. After pulling the remains of Dimitri’ clothes off him, Garland grabbed the yellow briefs and wedged them between the beautiful sculpted ass cheeks. The pouch pulled tighter around Dimitri’s bulging cock. Garland roughly grabbed each round flawless ass cheek, squeezing and spreading them. “Oh god, please. Please fuck me,” the straight cocky stud moaned. Garland laughed as he grabbed the stretched bikini briefs and pulled, rippling them from behind. Dimitri’s large ass cheeks were exposed as Adam Garland continued to squeezed and groped them. “You are a good boy,” Garland whispered as he began to stroke Dimitri’s hole, teasing and probing it. Dimitri moaned, “yes,sir.” All of his straight bravo, ambition, and intelligence were gone as he transferred into a dumb himbo. The only thing that he could think of was how good it would feel to get fucked. He was now nothing but a fuck toy for rich men like Mr. Garland. Adam Garland reached one arm around Dimitri’s broad torso and grabbed the meaty left pec, while working the fingers of his right hand into the muscle boy’s tight ass.