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Chris Evans admired his body in the mirror. He was hot, and he knew it. His firm pecs covered in light brown hair, that also covered his washboard abs. His broad shoulders leading to big, muscular arms. His narrow waist that sat atop his glorious, rock hard ass, which had a perfect line of hair down the middle. He hated shaving and waxing, preferring his natural manliness. Sebastian preferred it too.
His cock stirred as he thought of Sebastian, the man that had stolen his heart. He had never been with a man before Sebastian, never thought about men. But now all he could think about was Sebastian. Pleasing Sebastian, serving Sebastian. He closed his eyes as he ran his fingers across his nipples, nipples that he had never thought of as sexual until Sebastian taught him otherwise. He lightly moaned as he pinched them between his thumb and index finger. He remembered the first time Sebastian sucked them, bit them, attached clamps to them. His cock stirred more, straining in it's cage. He looked down at his imprisoned genitals as he pinched his nipples, enjoying the feeling of desire, the feeling of want, the feeling of being owned.
Sebastian Stan owned him. Ever since that first night in London, the night that changed his life, Chris knew he belonged to Seb. He knew he would do anything that pleased him. He lived to serve his Master.
Chris walked into the bedroom and laid on the bed, looking at the clock. 4 more hours until he saw his beloved Seb again. It had been three weeks since they were last together. Three long weeks his cock had been locked up, awaiting his Master's return. He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a medium sized black buttplug. He smiled as he remembered last week when he was on Jimmy Kimmel. Seb had called him and told him to wear the plug when was on the show. Chris obeyed, sending Seb pictures as proof. Not that he would have disobeyed. Displeasing his Master is something Chris would never unintentionally do. He laughed to himself as he remembered trying to get through the interview, sitting there, next to Jimmy with his cock in a cage and a plug up his ass. He remembered how his cock tried to get hard as he wiggled a few times in the chair, pushing the plug against his prostate. He liked the pleasurable pain the cage caused restraining his large dick. And he liked how it constantly reminded him of his owner, not that he needed much reminding of the man he loved. He remembered looking out into the audience wondering what they would think if they knew about the cage and the plug. If they knew that right now he was leaking large amounts of precum into his boxer briefs. If they knew Captain America was Bucky Barnes' slave.
Per previous instructions, he placed the lubed up plug against his hungry, hairy hole and slid it in, moaning as the fattest part popped through his anal ring. He remembered the first time Sebastian's cock did the same.
They had first met on the set of Captain America; The First Avenger. Chris remembered liking Seb the moment he met him, and they became fast friends. Sebastian, with his calm, stoic, authoritative demeanor was the perfect balance to Chris' goofy, joking personality. Soon, they were hanging out all the time, in each other's trailers, and going out drinking when time would allow.
But it wasn't until after the movie wrapped when things changed. They were in London for a press junket, enjoying a night out at a pub. Drinks were flowing, and eventually the rest of their group left, leaving the two alone. Chris and Sebastian sat there talking and laughing until the pub closed. As they drunkenly walked back to their hotel, which they still could, neither being super recognizable yet, arms over each other's shoulders, poking fun at each other like brothers, Sebastian suggested they head to his room for a couple more drinks.
"Why the fuck not?" Said Chris. "We don't have anything till the afternoon. And I'm having a good time. Bring it on!"
Sebastian looked right into Chris' blue eyes and said, "I'm having a good time too." Chris flashed his big smile as he squeezed Seb's shoulder.
Once they got to the room and had another couple drinks, sitting side by side on the couch, the talk turned more serious. They talked about life and relationships.
A drunken Sebastian turned and looked into an even drunker Chris' eyes and asked, "So, why don't you have a girlfriend man? What's up with that?"
"I don't know dude." Replied Chris. "I just haven't met a good one yet."
"Well why the fuck not? Look at you man." Said Sebastian, grabbing Chris' knee. "You're a fucking stud. You could have anybody."
"I don't know. Chicks can be just...." He said, his voice trailing off.
Sebastian just looked at him, and said with a sigh, " Yeah, I know what you mean dude." He reached over and casually took the empty drink from Chris' hand, setting it on the coffee table, keeping his hand on Chris' knee. Chris rolled his head toward Sebastian, looking into his grayish blue eyes. Sebastian moved closer and placed his lips against Chris'. Chris didn't move and Sebastian parted his lips slightly, pushing his tongue against Chris' pink lips. Chris let out a little sigh as he parted his own lips.
That was all Sebastian needed. He pushed harder against Chris, forcing his tongue into Chris' warm mouth, wrapping his arms around him, pulling him tight.
Chris fought back a little, trying to push Sebastian off him, but Sebastian held tight. Chris found himself panicking a bit. He wasn't a fag. What the fuck. He tried again to push Sebastian off him, but Sebastian squeezed him harder, sucking Chris' tongue into his mouth. Chris was a stronger man than Sebastian, but Sebastian was somehow more powerfull than him, exuding an energy Chris had never felt before. He was confused. He wasn't gay, but somehow this was feeling good, feeling right. He let out another sigh and melted into Sebastian. Sebastian felt the change in Chris, and knew he had him where he wanted him. Sebastian pushed forward, forcing Chris onto his back. Chris found himself pulling Sebastian into him, and began to frantically kiss him back.
They made out like this for probably 20 minutes. Chris found himself instinctively wrapping his legs around Sebastian's, trying to pull Seb into him. Sebastian just groaned as he ground his pelvis into Chris. He could feel Chris' hardon pressing into him. Then, without warning, he pulled off and sat up. Chris looked like a kid who just had his candy taken from him. He was panting as he looked up at Sebastian. Sebastian stood up and held his hand out to Chris.
"Come with me." He ordered Chris.
Chris had gained some composure back, and started to say "no, it's not right..."
Sebastian leaned down into Chris' face, looking him dead in the eyes and whispered, "That wasn't a request. That was an order."
Chris felt electricity surge through his body at those words, and found himself standing up and taking Sebastian's hand as he was led to the bed. Sebastian turned Chris around and started to remove his shirt. Chris just stood there as if in a trance. Sebastian removed his own shirt before gently pushing Chris down onto the bed. As he moved between Chris' legs, Chris reached up, grabbed Sebastian's head, and pulled his mouth to his. He felt another bolt of electricity as their bare chests made contact, hair rubbing against hair. So different than with a chick. Chris got lost in these new feelings and wasn't even aware that Sebastian had undone his pants until Sebastian stood up and started pulling them off. In seconds Chris was naked, his 8 inch cock rock hard and on display. In no time Sebastian had shed his pants revealing his own raging hardon. It was 10 inches of uncircumcised cock with a fat head poking out of the skin, thick veins on both sides, and a wicked curve. Chris stared in awe as Sebastian climbed back on top of him.
Without a word, they started kissing again, their naked bodies pressing against each other, their hard cocks rubbing together. Chris got lost in his feelings and again instinctively wrapped his legs around Sebastian's hips, squeezing him tightly. Sebastian moaned as he ground his pelvis harder into Chris, knowing he was unleashing Chris' inner bottom boy desires. Desires Chris had never felt until tonight.
Sebastian pulled off of Chris and stood up. Chris just layed there with his eyes closed, breathing heavily. His hands wandered down to his throbbing cock, gripping it's thick girth. Sebastian slapped his hands away.
"Don't you touch your cock boy until I let you!" Sebastian admonished Chris. Chris just smiled.
"Sorry." He whispered as his hard cock throbbed. There was something in Sebastian's commanding voice that bored right into his soul. They way he called him boy made Chris' heart skip a beat. Chris was still confused, but was too lost in desire to question anything more.
Sebastian walked over to his suitcase and pulled out some rope. Returning to Chris, he grabbed his left wrist and quickly had the rope tied tightly around it. "I've been saving these, waiting for the right opportunity." He said as he secured Chris' wrist to the headboard. Chris just looked at him through hazy eyes, his heart beating faster. Sebastian quickly had Chris' right wrist secure as well, leaving the panting boy helpless.
"I like that. It pleases me to see you vulnerable." Said Sebastian as he crawled between Chris' legs again.
"Thank you." Whispered Chris, staring deep into Sebastian's eyes. Sebastian positioned his cock between Chris' hairy buttcheeks and started kissing Chris again, this time with more force. Chris responded by furiously sucking Sebastian's tongue and gripping him again with his strong legs. Sebastian pumped his hips, sliding his huge cock up and down the hairy ass beneath him. Chris moaned louder as he felt the hard cock rubbing against his hole, and started grinding his hips against Sebastian, pressing his hard dick into Seb's hairy stomach, getting lost in this new pleasure. Chris had never imagined the feel of another hairy man rubbing against him could feel so good.
Sebastian pulled his lips off of Chris' sucking mouth and whispered into his ear, "I own you know boy. You're mine." Chris just closed his eyes and moaned as his hard cock jerked at Sebastian's voice and words.
Sebastian moved his mouth down to Chris' right nipple, slowly licking it a few times, pleased at how it instantly got hard. Then he started sucking on it, garnering more moans from Chris. Then, while he looked up at Chris' face, he placed the nipple between his teeth and bit down on it. Chris' eyes flew open in surprise as he elicited a sound of pain mixed with pleasure. Exactly what Sebastian wanted. He moved to the other nipple and did the same thing, teaching his new toy just how pain is connected to pleasure, and how his nips are connected to his cock.
After a few minutes, Sebastian begrudgingly left Chris' tits, leaving his boy in a light sheen of sweat. He would have loved more time on them, but he was getting anxious for the main event. Grabbing more rope, he quickly had Chris' ankles secured to the headboard, spreading them apart, leaving Chris' hairy asshole exposed. Chris' didn't even try to fight Sebastian as he did this. He knew it was pointless, and he also knew he wanted this.
Sebastian grabbed some lube and quickly went to work. He shoved one finger deep into his bottom boy's helpless hole. Chris just let out a little sigh as Sebastian moved his finger around. Chris let out a louder groan when a second finger was added, and was more vocal when a third one joined the first two. Finally a fourth was added and Chris' moans were quite loud as Sebastian opened his hole in preparation for his fat ten inch cock.
Finally, Sebastian pulled his fingers out and grabbed a couple more things out of his suitcase. He knew Chris would need to be gagged, and he had been preparing a special one for this occasion. He had a dirty jockstrap that he had been jacking off into for the last couple of weeks as he dreamed of the moment when he would have Chris right where he was now. He had even pissed on it a few times for good measure. Without any ceremony, he pulled Chris' mouth open and stuffed it in. Chris could instantly taste the stale piss and cum as his saliva dampened the filthy jock. Sebastian tore off a piece of duct tape and placed it over Chris' mouth, sealing the gag inside.
He looked down at Chris, his captive prisoner. His dick got harder looking at his costar and friend, completely at his mercy. Just how he liked his toys. Gentle lovemaking just wasn't his style. He liked it rough. Chris just looked back at him, waiting for the inevitable.
Sebastian grabbed a little brown bottle and placed it under Chris' nostrils.
"Breath in boy," he demanded, "this will help, you're going to need it." He smiled as he watched Chris inhale the poppers, taking big hits. He usually didn't give his bottoms poppers, or even loosen their holes before he slammed his mighty cock in them, enjoying the painful fucks he gave them. But Chris was different. He loved Chris. He wanted Chris for his own.
Chris' eyes were glazed over as Sebastian removed the bottle. Taking a couple hits himself, he lubed up his cock and pulled back the foreskin, placing the exposed head against the defenseless hole beneath him.
"Are you ready baby?" Asked Sebastian. Chris just nodded slowly, shaking nervously. He knew it didn't matter if he was ready or not, he knew the monster cock was going in him no matter what.
Sebastian could wait no longer. With one hard push he felt his fat head pop through Chris' anal ring. Chris' eyes flew open and his entire body went ridgid, straining against the bonds, every muscle in his body flexing as he screamed through his gagged mouth. He was a tough guy, but he had never felt a pain like that before. His asshole burned like it was on fire. Tears fell from his eyes as he tried to beg Sebastian to take it out. Sebastian remained still, enjoying the feeling of his boys pussy clenching the fat head of his cock. The flange acted like a buttplug, helping to keep it inside Chris as he tried to force it out. Sebastian placed the bottle under Chris' nose again. As he inhaled the fumes, he could feel his body relaxing, including his burning hole. Sebastian could feel it too.
"That's a good boy." Sebastian praised Chris. "Just relax and breath. The worst part is over." Chris' body relaxed more and more as he breathed in the poppers. "That's my baby. Relax and accept it. Accept your new Master's cock. Accept your new position as my boy. Remember, I own you now."
Chris just layed still, his mind swimming from the poppers and pain. Sebastian's voice was soothing him. Putting him into a trace. The words he was using, Master, boy, own, were sinking into his head, into his soul. His cock, which had softened at the initial assault, was getting hard again. He found himself closing his eyes and nodding, say uh-huh through his gag at every thing Sebastian was saying.
Sebastian saw the change in Chris, his acceptance of his submissiveness, of his new position in life. He smiled as he watched Chris' cock get harder and harder as he told him what he was.
Once Sebastian felt Chris had calmed down and relaxed, he started pushing his cock into Chris' guts. Chris tensed up again, yelling into his gag. Sebastian ignored him, pushing his cock deeper into his new pussy. Chris pulled on his bonds as Sebastian's huge cock split him open, spreading the walls of his colon apart. Chris squeezed his eyes shut as he was opened up, shouting even more into his gag.
Then he felt something different. Something amazing. Sebastian's cock had reached his prostate and was rubbing against it on it's journey into the depths of his guts. Chris let out a low moan and shivered a bit. Sebastian stopped his pushing and paused for a minute. He still had about three more inches before he was balls deep in his new bitch, but he slowly slid his cockhead back and forth across Chris' prostate. He knew the curve of his dick was hitting the magic spot perfectly. He watched as copious amounts of liquid seeped out of the hard cock beneath him, while Chris groaned and writhed in pleasure.
Then, Sebastian grabbed Chris' beefy, hairy thighs, and slammed the last three inches into Chris' guts, rubbing his pubes against the tender hole. Chris let out a long, low groan as Sebastian bottomed out in him. Sebastian moved his hips in a wide circle, stretching Chris' insides. Chris just continued to moan.
Then Sebastian really went to work. He started slow, pulling out until just his head remained inside, then sliding it back in all the way. Chris' moans had changed from ones of pain, to ones of pure pleasure. Sebastian pulled the tape off his mouth, and pulled the wet jockstrap out. Chris wasted no time expressing his feelings.
"Oh fuck dude, your cock feels amazing in me! Oh, fuck me man, fuck me." Chris panted.
Sebastian happily obliged. He wrapped his arms around Chris' thighs and began slam fucking his hot new boy.
"Yeah? You like that slut?" Sebastian groweled as he looked down on Chris. "You like my big cock up your pussy, don't you boy? Slamming deep in your cunt?"
"Fuck yeah dude, keep fucking me!"
"I knew it! I knew it when I met you. Big bad Captain America is hungry bottom bitch. You may not have known it, but I did." Sebastian continued to pound his new boy as hard as he could as he continued. "You just needed the right man to show you what you really are. Teach you your place. You're a fucking cock slut. And now you belong to me. I own you bitch. I own your pussy, I own your cock, I own your body. From now on I will do what I want with it. And you will like it!"
The words hit Chris like slaps across the face, waking him up to truths he never knew until now. But Sebastian was right. Nothing had ever felt so good as Seb's huge cock pounding into him. Nothing ever felt so right as giving his body to Seb for his enjoyment. He loved Seb and knew from now on, he would live only to make him happy.
"Fuck yeah!" Chris panted. "You own me man. I love you. I'm yours. Fucking use me man."
Sebastian was close to cumming. Hearing Chris giving himself to him almost made him shoot. He grabbed Chris' cock and started stroking it hard. "Shoot for me baby. Master wants to see his new slave cum. Do it now boy!"
Chris couldn't have stopped his orgasm if he had wanted to. With Sebastian pounding deep into him, slamming his prostate over and over, and calling him his slave, Chris shot the biggest load if his life. Shot after shot fired out of his big cock, hitting him in his face and open mouth, and covering his chest.
Sebastian let go of Chris' cock and grabbed his thighs, squeezing them as hard as he could as he pumped his own load deep into his new property. He shook as he unloaded a huge load into the ass beneath him, cherishing this moment he had waited so long for.
When he finally finished and opened his eyes, he looked down at his cum covered boy, enjoying how the sperm clung to his chest hair. He scooped up some with his finger and lifted it to Chris' mouth. Chris just stared into Sebastian's eyes as the cum covered finger entered his mouth. He seductively sucked on the finger, and left his mouth open, waiting for more. Sebastian fed Chris all the cum off his body, and when he was done, he leaned forward and kissed his new boy.
Chris accepted his kiss eagerly, sucking Sebastian's tongue deep into his mouth. Sebastian let out a low moan and Chris could feel a warm liquid filling his guts as Sebastian unloaded a bladder full of piss into him.
"Oh yeah." Chris moaned into Seb's mouth. Sebastian pulled out of the kiss and looked into Chris' eyes as he continued to piss.
"I love you Captain." He whispered.
"I love you Bucky." Chris smiled back.