Boryn Stone

Jockstrapped

Ken never remembered owning a jockstrap. He was surprised when he woke up one morning to find himself wearing one, with the words 'nastypig' written along the waistband and a strange sweaty feeling in his crack. The worst part was he couldn't bring himself to remove it. He knew he could grab it with his hands and take it off, but he couldn't will himself to. He decided to worry about it later, getting ready for his workday and skipping his shower.

He felt the garment around his waist al...

Growing Apetite

Jake had always been muscular, a natural athlete on the football team. His coach had been wanting him to bulk up, grow bigger and fill out like a lineman, but Jake never wanted to be too big or fat, hoping to keep his ripped body. The coach had even sponsored him with a full athletic meal plan, unlimited food from the cafeteria that Jake couldn't say no to. As far as Jake knew, it was high protein fuel, stuff that would allow him to keep his stature.

He had underestimated just how fatte...

Homely Jockstrap

Hank was finished with his morning workout having showered, walking back to his locker wrapped in a towel to grab his stuff. He pulled his clean clothes out of the cubby before a stale smell caught his nose, dragging his eyes back into the space. A white jock sat in the back, faded and covered with grime. It must have been there before he arrived.

He didn't know why he reached out grabbed it, lifting it out of the locker and holding it in front of him. His eyes trailed the straps and th...

Remembering to be a good boy

Your friend had been coming over every day around the same time for what seemed like months, but you could never remember what you ended up doing. You knew it was weird, but for some reason you never questioned it, the thoughts always seeming to slip your mind. You'd be sitting in your usual spot when he'd arrive, walking through your open door and joining you in the living room.

You watched him enter, his shoulders swaying as he walked in before he immediately slipped his shirt and pan...

Serving Men

George was jealous of all of the hairy and masculine men he’d see around him. He wanted to be that too, but never seemed to be able to grow a beard himself no matter how hard he tried. He always viewed the masculine characteristics as more powerful, more dominating, and had always wanted it for himself.

He was out trying to find a hookup one night when he saw a man across the bar with all of those things. George stared at the man's thick beard, seeing curls of hair popping out from un...

Contractor Work

Frank was contracted for a construction job, meeting the gm early to get the details. He was stuck in that meeting for over an hour, listening to the gm drone on and on. He lost focus, only to come back when the gm was finished saying that was all. Frank looked around, feeling a little woozy, before thanking the GM and getting up to head out. He was surprised to find his legs tired from sitting for so long, but shrugged it off.

As he stepped outside the trailer he felt a breeze in his n...

Trying Leather

Your friend had been wanting you to try leather, offering some of his own to try. You finally relented, slipping on the harness and jock that he supplied you with in the bathroom. You couldn't help but admire the way the straps wrapped your body, giving you a nice strong appearance. You stepped out to show him.

"Looking good, turn around"

You turned around to show your back, a strange glowing feeling growing inside you for complying.

He stepped forward, running his hand alon...

Bathroom Fixture

Eaton had been staring up at the bathroom ceiling for he didn't know how long. He didn't remember a lot, but he was certain of his place. The last thing he could recalled was getting a necklace from a friend before a party, then nothing, his entire existence confined to this space.

He was aware he wasn't wearing anything. His skin wet, his body sitting in some pool of liquid. Everything smelled like piss, but he didn't get up. No course of action could come to his mind though. He wasn't...

Pit Slave

You blinked and found yourself on a farm, your body soaked in sweat and tired from what must have been long hours. You were carrying a bucket, but you couldn't remember what you were doing or how you ended up here. You didn't even recognize what you were wearing- a grey filthy tank top and dirt-ridden jeans. They smelled as if you'd been wearing them for over a week, soaking in sweat and dirt. You smelled just as bad, just as unwashed as your outfit. You even felt a little stubble on your fac...

Injured Champion

Bevin was out on an injury, forced to take the rest of the football season off. We hadn't seen anything of him since, and by the time the season was over I finally decided to hit him up, heading over to his place to see how he was doing. I was in shock at the massive pile of lard that answered the door.

Bevin stood in front of me filling the entire frame. He used to be a receiver, tall and lanky, but now his waist was as wide as his shoulders and as stuffed as a plush pillow. He led me ...

Bare Bear Beach

Clint didn't know what to expect when he arrived at Bear Beach. He had heard it was clothing optional, big men there basking in the sun. Clint could never let himself get to that size, obsessed with staying thin and healthy, but couldn't deny he had an eye for them. He had gone early to pick a spot, not surprised no one else was there. He decided to take a dip before lying out on the sand.

He couldn't help but feel a little anxious stepping in, but shrugged off the feeling as the waves ...

Bearded Work

Bert couldn't help but notice more and more men around him were working with beards. He wasn't sure if he felt intimidated by it, but it felt weird, the boss even having one of their own. Something seemed off about the force, only focusing on work, giving blunt responses. He dismissed it as being new to the company. He managed to get one of them interested, talking about their beard. Bert was happy to have finally made a friend, even handed their bottle of beard oil to try.

Bert was cur...

Breeding Cub

Duncan was in front of the mirror, trying to understand what was going on. He had woken up next to a huge sexy bear of a man he'd taken home the previous night, wrapped in their thick hairy arms with a load of cum in his ass. There was something about his own skin that felt off, his hole itching, forcing him to pull away from the man and step into the bathroom.

Duncan didn't know how long he had been standing there since then. He was stuck staring at a goatee on his face he was sure had...

Beefy Boy

Axle looked at the briefs he'd been given to model, 'Beefyboy' written across the front. Axle was neither beefy nor a boy. He'd kept his body as lean as possible to be chosen to model, and hated whenever people used his stature to belittle him. He had thought it was a mistake at first, confirming with the producer this was the right attire leaving him to accept it.

Axle felt weird slipping them around his waist, preparing to advertise something he wasn't. He stepped back to the camera f...

Masked Dancer

"I am not going to go out in this and dance in front of a bunch of fags already, give me back my clothes!"

Zach was pissed. He'd already changed for the night, dressed in a revealing singlet, getting ready as a dancer when he realized the venue was filled with men. He'd already been in a fit for a while, his Boss agitated pushed to their last option.

"Fine, I'll get a mask for you to hide your identity and if you're still not comfortable your not gonna dance"

"I already said...

Feel Good Massage

Xavier couldn't stop himself from going back to the spa again and again. He wondered if it was an addiction, but never really spent too much thought on it. Even if his body wasn't tired he'd find himself wanting to go back, always feeling so good after. For some reason he could never really remember what the session was like, but he didn't care. He only ended up there again the next time he could.

It started like every massage there. The masseuse would work oil into his skin, each strok...

Prison Wear

Weston had been racking his brain for days, trying to decide on a costume he wanted to wear for the upcoming Halloween party. He finally decided to call his friend throwing it, asking if he had any suggestions. His friend said he had the perfect costume, a bright orange prison suit that Weston could borrow for the night.

Weston arrived early on the night of the party to get the costume, letting his friend bring him down to the basement where he said it was. They got to the bottom of the...

Role Search

You had never gotten along with your dad, rarely speaking a word to him since you left for college. Unable to find a job though, you had no other option but to move back in. You knew it wouldn't come without requirements while you continued to search. No sooner did you step back in the house did he want to reassert control.

Your hair was the first thing to go, shaved off with clippers to match his buzz cut. You were forced to keep it trim each day, and if it was ever longer than his he'...

Boating Catch

Your coworker Vince constantly complained about his Dad after his father was forced to move in with him. He had told you his dad was fat and good for nothing, only interested in going out on his boat which they somehow managed to keep. That all changed when Vince finally agreed to go out fishing with his Dad one weekend.

Vince's tune changed entirely when he came back, but something was off. He would only ever talk about boating or fishing anymore, none of the video games or sports you'...

Sissy's Place

Ted was a lady's man, always playing around and taking home girls every weekend. It couldn't have been better for his ego when he heard their feedback. He was bigger than average and the girls were always pleased at the end of the night, wanting him again.

The words got to him. He grew self-absorbed, forgetting about his charm and body, thinking having a big cock was all he needed. He'd sit outside all day in wearing a thong, advertising his package while guzzling beer.

Slowly his...

Boss's Attire

You arrived at your boss's address, pulling up his driveway along a road of mansions. You were in awe of his place, shocked to find a servant waiting outside to bring you into his residence. You knew your boss was rich, but you hadn't known by how much. Your boss was always well dressed wearing designer clothes and high-end suits. You never thought anything of it, thinking that's just how rich people flaunted your wealth, but now you realized he must have been holding back.

You had been...

Bottomed Jock

Stan was a top, but never felt he could get the guys he wanted. He knew he was more masculine than most other guys,a good coating of body hair on him and being able to grow a beard. He had worked hard on his body to get toned, happy he was able to see muscle. He wondered if maybe it was the clothes he wore, that he didn't highlight his features enough.

He managed to find a 'Bottoms' shop in his area that sold underwear, deciding to buy a jockstrap hoping the support would attract the ri...

Worked In

You were alone working out in the gym when you noticed someone else walk in. You couldn't help but glance over and get a look, watching as a giant stud entered the floor. Your eyes gazed over his body wrapped in his tank, his muscles filling the shirt entirely while curls of body hair covered the rest of his skin.

You tried not to stare, finding yourself admiring his built body while he focused on the equipment. You saw the words 'Kink Kong' written on the front, and could almost imagin...

Pitfall

You woke to a salty taste in your mouth, not to mention how it seemed to fill the rest of your head. Your thoughts swam in it, dizzy as you tried to claw yourself out of the unconsciousness of sleep. It felt like you were fighting against a current. You almost wanted to be taken back down by it, each breath sending another wave of the scent cascading into your head, refilling the reserve that seemed to weigh you down.

You managed to feel the rest of your senses returning while you strug...

Team Player

You had an eye for Ray the first time you saw him at practice. He was cute for sure, a stocky cub. The uniform fit him perfectly- his thick ass wrapped tightly in his shorts, his shirt highlighting his curves. It was amazing seeing him in it every week. He didn’t really talk much though, silent and reserved. You were hoping to get to know him, but he always disappeared right after practice, never taking the time to hang with the rest of the team.

You didn’t make any progress with hi...

Compulsory Change

Quinten didn't know what was happening anymore. He was stuck on a sofa wearing clothes he didn't even recognize, wondering what was even real. He couldn't move from the spot even if he wanted to, not able to control himself anymore. He wondered if he'd ever get his control back.

He had been in a part of town he wasn't familiar with, looking at interesting shops when he found himself in some sort kink store. He was browsing the various options, ending up in the back near the changing roo...

Leathered Up

Peter was staying overnight at a gay friend's house, using the guest room in the basement. As he was in the bathroom getting ready for the night, something next to the laundry caught his eye. It was made of leather, the shine of studs drawing him in. His eyes widened as he realized it was his friend's leather harness, something he'd seen plenty of times in pictures plastered through his social media feed. He'd never gotten to see it in its entirety.

He couldn't resist picking it up, mar...

Sweaty Himbro

Omar had always loved powerlifting, enjoying getting huge with his friends at the gym. They never struck him as the brightest, but he didn't care. Whenever he was workout out with them he felt he could turn off his mind for a while, just a couple of himbro's palling around focused on getting bigger. He didn't know if they were built differently or what, but they always seemed to be able to go for longer and harder at the gym. Eventually he noticed they all used the same pre-workout.

He ...

Personal Cushion

Nick finally managed to purchase his own couch for his place. He'd been saving up, ready to fill the space he owned with furniture he'd bought. The one mistake he made was not buying any pillows for the seat, thinking the existing sofa pads would be enough support. His body begged to differ.

Whether he felt it or not, his body struggled to get comfortable on the couch. As he started spending spend all his time lounging on it, however, his body began to change. His figure had started to ...

Dad Time

The Dad had been trying to escape from his home. He had managed to hear about some rooftop pool on top of a gay sauna, but he didn't care about the location, desperate to get time for himself away from family and work. He wasn't surprised to find a variety of men nude there, some committing various sexual acts on the deck with privacy from the street. He averted his eyes, grabbing a chair next to the water and laying out in the sun to relax.

He looked to his side, seeing a black bottle ...