Date: Sat, 16 Jun 2007 13:40:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Pete Smith <enslaved2str8@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bred By Matt--Chapter 1

BRED BY MATT -- CHAPTER 1

By Pete Smith

After my first experience at age 20 being dominated and used sexually by an
arrogant young straight stud (see my earlier story "Enslaved By Hard Young
Cock"), I became obsessed with repeating the experience.  Although I
occasionally dated and slept with other gay guys, nothing gave me the
erotic charge I would feel whenever I saw a handsome young straight guy.
Athletes and military guys especially turned my queer crank, particularly
one who looked like he was an especially confident or arrogant athlete or
military guy.  Something about the cockiness of a handsome young straight
man would send my libido into overdrive.  These are the guys who act like
they own the fucking world and everyone in it.

Although I felt guilty about being turned on in this way, my little queer
dick had no such conscience.  I would pop faggot wood in my pants whenever
I spied a hot young guy and imagined myself on my knees before him
worshipping his hard cock.  I didn't understand the dynamics completely,
but I knew instinctively that hard straight cock belonged inside my body.
I knew that it was my job as a queer to allow myself to be used by sexually
demanding young men for their own pleasure.  For this, I realized, was I
born.  The question for me was how I could fulfill my mission in life,
given the seeming obstacles.

My obsession naturally led me to check out the local craigslist in order to
find a guy who would allow me to service him in the way I knew arrogant
straight young men deserved to be serviced.

Some of the craigslist ads were placed by middle-aged married men, who just
didn't turn my sexual crank.  A few of the ads turned out to be placed by
other gay men simply into role-playing.  When chatting online, these guys
pretty quickly fessed up and admitted being more interested in being on the
receiving end of hard cock.

I eventually focused on ads that included at least two photos.  (With one
photo, some guys used someone else's photo for their ad.  That's some kind
of fantasy thing, I guess.)  Some of the ads said "donations" were
accepted, which made me suspicious that maybe these guys were simply gay
(or maybe bisexual) hustlers posing as young straight cock.  Nothing wrong
with that, I figured, but having had the real thing once, I really wanted
and needed authentic young straight cock, not a fantasy.  The problem was
there didn't seem to be much of that available online.  If I hadn't already
been sexually abused by a young straight guy, I would have concluded that
the whole idea was simply a gay fantasy that didn't have much of a
correspondence in the real world.

I eventually decided to post my own craigslist ad:

Seeking to Service Young Straight Cock - 20 In-shape gay guy seeks to
service arrogant young straight stud.  One prior experience being used.
Need more.  I will do whatever your girlfriend or wife won't.  I crave
servicing your sexual demands; being a passive receptacle for your straight
spooge.  I'm only looking for the real deal here.  Absolutely no hustlers
or fakes, please!

My ad unleashed a lot of responses, but most seemed to be more of the same:
gay guys into role-playing, gay or bisexual hustlers whose primary interest
was cash, etc.

Less than a week after placing my ad (a week is a lifetime on craigslist
because of the frequency of postings), I decided I needed to face reality
and give up on the idea of finding another arrogant young straight stud
whose cock got hard by the thought of aggressively using a submissive queer
as his cum receptacle.

I had almost stopped bothering to read the responses to my ad when I
received an intriguing e-mail from a guy who said his name was Matt.
Something about this message seemed different from the others.  His e-mail
seemed very matter-of-fact and didn't smell of the phony bullshit of so
many of the other responses I had received.  Although resigned that this
guy almost certainly was another fake, I began corresponding with him via
e-mail.

Whoever Matt really was, I could tell that he liked writing about his life
to some anonymous queer on the Internet.  He wasn't shy in telling me about
his life and supposed sexual exploits.

Matt claimed to be a 22-year-old married guy recently discharged from the
Navy after serving a four-year stint.  He said he had been a popular jock
in high school, having played varsity baseball.  Matt wrote that he could
always tell when a queer was trying to steal a glance at him while he was
undressing in the high-school lockerroom or when he standing in the school
hallway making out with his girlfriend.  Matt said that he was completely
straight and simply took it as a compliment that both girls and guys were
drawn to his good looks and muscular body.  What really got my attention,
though, was when he wrote that he liked to be sexually aggressive with
girls.  Something about putting it to a girl rough made his big cock super
hard, he said.

I would instantly pop faggot wood whenever I would read about Matt's
reported sexual aggressiveness with girls, imagining myself on the
receiving end of the arrogant young stud's cock.  Maybe this guy was a fake
of some kind, but there was something very authentic and wood-inspiring
about his descriptions of how he liked to use his demanding cock on a
woman.

Matt claimed he would secretly record some of his sexual encounters with
his high-school girlfriend in his bedroom using a hidden video camera.
Often this would involve a staged rape scene where he would firmly bind his
girlfriend to his bed and gag her with his boxers before getting on top of
her and fucking the shit out of her.  He said they both enjoyed these
scenes and really got into them.  After each of these videotaped
encounters, Matt would privately watch the video later and jerk off a
couple times seeing himself on top of some supposedly anonymous girl
roughly fucking her groaning, helpless body.  The girl in the video had no
choice but to passively accept his large, hard thrusting tool inside her
until the aggressive muscular teenager unleashed a torrent of hot spooge
deep inside the girl's pussy.  (Matt said he and his girlfriend were
monogamous and he didn't use a condom when fucking her because she was
taking birth control.)

During my weeks of correspondence with Matt, I came many, many times
thinking of Matt and his aggressive use of his young cock.  I would read
and re-read his e-mails to me while touching myself and imagining being in
the place of Matt's girlfriend, with this young stud's demanding cock being
forced into my face or boypussy.  During the day at work my little queer
dick would constantly be hard and leaking from my thoughts about Matt.
Frequently during the day I would have to go into the restroom to wipe the
precum from the inside of my briefs.  I figured that even if this guy
turned out to be a fake, I was getting a lot of good jerk-off material
corresponding with him!

In one of his e-mails to me, Matt mentioned in passing that he had a
MySpace page.  Using the member name he mentioned, I was surprised to find
that Matt really did seem to be what he claimed.  His MySpace page said he
was a married 22-year-old former Navy guy and included some photos of him
alone and with his wife.  He came across in the photos as a handsome young
man with a mischievous grin.  I could easily imagine him playing stupid
pranks on his friends or staying out late with his buddies getting
shit-faced.  His page was filled with information about standard straight
boy things: his favorite (and least favorite) sports teams; stories about
partying too much; some musings that passed for a life philosophy; photos
of other couples he and his wife hung out with.

Two months before high graduation, Matt's girlfriend informed him that she
was pregnant and that she thought they should get married.  Matt was
shocked by the news.  His girlfriend had always told him she was on birth
control.  Matt intended to get married eventually, but not necessarily to
her and not for at least a few years.  When he tried to tactfully suggest
other options, his girlfriend became threatening with him.  You know my
parents are religiously conservative, she reminded him.  They don't know
I've been having sex.  If they find out I'm pregnant and don't intend to
get married, they are going to hit the roof.  I may need to tell them that
you forced me to have sex with you.  You know, got me drunk and took
advantage of their sweet innocent daughter.  Think about it, baby, and then
let me know what you think we should do, she told him.

Matt was reeling from his girlfriend's bombshell.  He thought about using
the secret videotapes of he and his girlfriend having sex to prove she was
a willing participant.  Unfortunately, when he watched them again trying to
imagine how they might be perceived by an outsider, he realized the rape
scenes on the screen looked all too real and, if anything, the videos could
be used as evidence of his guilt!

Within the week, Matt and his girlfriend announced they were getting
married, much to the surprise of Matt's own parents and friends.  After a
quickly arranged wedding, Matt and his new bride found a small apartment
together and graduated from high school.  Matt hadn't given a lot of
thought to what he would do after high school graduation.  He hadn't
intended to enroll in college, at least not right away.  He had always
worked construction jobs during summers and had figured he would do that
full-time for the indefinite future.  Now, though, he would soon have a
young family to support.  His wife showed no interest in working and the
summer after graduation there was no construction work to be found.  Matt
knew he could never make enough money working in a fast-food restaurant or
at some other low-wage job.

In the past, Matt had considered enlisting in the military and that now
seemed to be his best option.  Part of his motivation, he wrote to me, was
to be able to get out of the small apartment and away from his pregnant
wife, who now seemed to think it was his responsibility to spend the rest
of his life taking care of her and their soon-to-be-born child.  After
weighing his service options, Matt elected to sign up for a four-year stint
in the Navy.  He would spend six months at a time out to sea and said he
didn't mind being away from his wife during that time.

It was in the Navy that Matt had his first sexual experience with another
guy.  He quickly discovered there were always a surprisingly large number
of gay and bisexual sailors on board ship.  Being completely straight, he
had no interest in sex with men and just tried to ignore their subtle (and
sometimes not-so-subtle) advances.  Matt said he never reacted angrily to
being hit on.  As in high school, he simply took it as a compliment that
both men and women were naturally drawn to his confident masculinity.

Toward the end of one six-month sea tour, Matt had set a personal record
for jerking off his large, thick cock and pumping huge cumloads across his
muscular chest and stomach.  He had been working late one evening in the
engine room with 18-year-old sailor who he knew was gay -- or at least bi
-- because of the way the guy checked out his body whenever Matt was
showering.  The guy tried to be casual about it, but through experience and
instinct Matt knew immediately whenever a queer was checking him out.  Matt
was particularly horny that night and as usual was wearing a jockstrap
under his uniform to keep his large hard cock from busting out of his
pants.  The gay sailor couldn't keep his eyes off the big bulge in Matt's
pants, but Matt just took the attention in stride, taking pride in the
sexual power he knew he had over both sexes.

As he reached the end of the work shift, Matt's mind was on getting back to
his bunk so that he could fist a load or two out of his big hard cock while
thinking about pumping a tight juicy pussy.  As he started to head out of
the engine room to get to his bunk, the other sailor cautiously approached
him and nervously asked him if he wanted some company.  Pausing for a
moment to look into the young kid's eyes, Matt saw some kind of desperate
craving there.  He knew other straight sailors who had allowed themselves
to be serviced by on-board queers, but he had never before seriously
considered it for himself.  Holding the kid's worshipful gaze for a moment,
though, he wondered what it would be like to have this young man on his
knees eating his hard cock.  He knew the kid wanted it and he was so
fucking horny tonight!

Surprising himself, Matt found himself telling the green sailor, "Sure,
man.  Why not?"  The kid's eager eyes grew even brighter upon hearing
Matt's affirmative response.  This made Matt's cock throb even harder in
his pants.

Without saying another word, Matt walked to a utility room nearby.  The
young sailor followed behind him like an eager puppy dog.  Once inside,
Matt switched on the dim light and closed the door behind them.  The room
was small and crowded with equipment and supplies.  At 6'2" and a muscular
200 pounds, Matt towered over the teenage sailor, who was only about 5'9".
The two were required to stand directly next to each other in the small
room.  Matt looked down into the kid's face.  The boy looked really nervous
and uncertain about what was next.  Matt himself suddenly realized that he
didn't know how things should proceed.  He could feel that his thick cock
was very hard and leaky under his jockstrap and he knew that this nervous
kid wanted to taste it.

Matt had always been a very sexual young man and knew he liked to be
aggressive in his sexual encounters.  Unfortunately, as a teenager and
young man, he had discovered that very few girls and women appreciated
being used sexually by an aggressive young stud with a large, thick cock.
Matt instinctively realized, though, that the boy standing in front of him
would do whatever Matt wanted, so long as Matt didn't push him too far too
fast.  He knew he wanted to use the teenage boy to get off into.  He knew
that an eager faggot would allow himself to be used by a real man in a way
that most girls would never consider.

In the next moment, Matt's natural sexual confidence kicked in.

"Get on your knees before me, girl."

To be continued. . . .