Louis was down on his luck and needed a sponsor if would eve..
🕑 Added 2021-07-19 00:08:13 +0000 UTC
Louis was down on his luck and needed a sponsor if would ever make it to the Olympian which was his dream. However, supplies and registration fees are expensive. When the old man approached him and offered to not only sponsor him, but let him stay at his mansion, have complete use of it, and even give Louis a geneious weekly allowance, Louis thought it was too good to be true. And it was. In return, the old man get to fuck and use the inspiring bodybuilder anyway he wanted. At first Louis turned him down, and even threatened the old man if he ever propositioned him again. However, when he learned how rich the man was, Louis reconsidered. He thought he would get the upper hand and turn the tables on the rich gay man. He thought he could take what he wanted and don’t have to put out. He was wrong.
From the day Louis moved on to the massive estate, the little old man showed him who the boss is. Louis was in awe of the huge mansion when he arrived the first day in his old beat up car. The snobbish butler had his nose in the air as he showed Louis the pool house.
“Mr. Readman instructed you to have those quarters as yours during your stay. Your trainers will be here in the morning,” the butler looked in disgust at the bodybuilder in his grey sweatpants and tank top, which did nothing to hide Louis' huge muscles.
The pool house was bigger than Louis’s old apartment. Louis looked around the pool house. The bed was facing the double doors that looked out onto the pool and the main house. He had no idea that Mr. Readman had an unobstructed view from his bedroom to Louis’s bed.
“Dinner will be served at 6,” the butler added before he exited the pool house.
Louis arrived at dinner at 6 and was surprised at the size of the dining room. The table was a long rectangle that could sit 10 people. There were only two places set, one at each end. Louis was dress in a t-shirt and gym shorts, that showed off his smooth massive quads, while Mr. Readman was dressed in a tie and suit.
“I hope you approve of the pool house. I figure you would like the pool to take evening swims for cardio,” Mr. Readman asked while Louis devoured his high protein, low carb dinner.
The food was delicious. “Yeah, it was ok,” Louis answered with his mouth full.
After dinner, Louis returned to the pool house to get some sleep. During dinner he felt so tired and at the same time horny. After sending several sexting to his latest bitch, making his cock was throb. It was midnight when there was a tap on the pool house doors. Louis didn’t know why he answered the door in his tight white briefs. The last thing he wanted was to give the old man was the impression he wanted sex. The old man’s eyes went from Louis’s massive bare pecs down to his bulging crotch.
“I want to begin tonight on your part of the agreement,” Mr. Readman touched Louis’s pecs.
Louis pulled back, “I'm tired from moving in and have a headache. Maybe tomorrow.”
Louis tried to move the older man out of the door. However, instead, Louis ended up bent over the bed. He had no idea how he got there. One second he was trying to get rid of the old man, next he was bent over with his briefs ripped open from behind. Mr. Readman had a firm grip on his waist as he thrusted in and out of the huge bodybuilder’s tight ass. Louis was moaning loud as he groped the sheets. To Louis' horror, when Readman was deep inside him, the straight bodybuilder lost control and came on the bed beneath him, without even touching himself.
The next morning the confused and mind fucked Louis began his training. Mr. Readman closely supervised what Louis was fed and when he trained. Louis was surprised how much the old failed man knows about bodybuilding. Louis was also unaware that his food and supplements were laced with muscle enhancements and mind control drugs. As he grew bigger muscles he also became dumber and more submissive. One of the side effects of the steroids he was pumped with was that his once impressive cock and balls, he was so proud of before, shrink. Smaller they got, the more self conscious Louis became. Eventually his cock was only able to grow three inches, when rock hard. On top of that he started to get hard only when the old man fucked him. He would cry as the man pounded in and out of his muscle pussy, while telling the huge bodybuilder he was now made only to be a bottom.
After six months, he had the body he could only dream off. He was massive and shredded. However, because of the drugs and his self-consciousness over his useless cock, he was totally dependent on the old man. He wasn’t able to make any decisions for himself. Although the original agreement was that Louis only had to submit to the old man one night a week, Louis soon was so hooked on getting a cock up his huge ass that he was begging for it nightly.
A year after moving in with his old master, Louis entered the biggest competition on the world stage. He was shredded and massive. His mind was so blanked and focused on following his master’s commands that he aced his posing routine, which the old man choreographed. The judges were impressed and to Louis surprise he won first place.
Although he just won first place in the competition, a small part of Louis’ weak mind was humiliated as he was made to flex. His sponsor lifted up his shirt and showed off his chisel 8 pack abs and his virtual empty poser. Thanks to the steroids and other drugs the old man was pumping into Louis’s system, his cock and balls were almost now existent. As for his mind, it was empty as well, he could only follow orders now despite how hard he tries to fight. It was useless. His body was now belonged to the old man’s who controlled and used him anyway he wanted. The old man was proud of his slave’s body as he showed off Louis to his friends and the judges who voted for him.
