Gerald made a mistake but it was the best one he ever made.
It was a hot evening, one of those that kept the heat and humidity from all day long.
All around Gerald, men with sweat stained dress shirts, women wiping their necks and shirtless kids were busy getting to whatever destination they had in mind.
Gerald had stripped his shirt off leaving his sweaty wife beater undershirt on. His nipples tented them as they always did in the summer heat. He was glad he hadn't worn underwear so his lower body could get some air under the shorts.
His boss didn't mind since he had to run errands all day long. The office was empty and quiet as he put away the bike he used and cleaned up the mail room. It was Friday and he looked forward to the weekend ahead.
Locking the office, Gerald decided to go to the mens room before leaving the building. It was late and even the hallway was dark.
As he made his way to the bathroom, the sound of the air conditioning shutting down warned him it would get hotter very soon.
The men's room light was on so he knew someone else was there or had been there recently.
But there was nobody at the urinals or sinks. The doors of the stalls were open as well.
Gerald walked down the long line of stalls and when he turned the corner, the sounds told him whoever was there was in the last one. It was the handicapped stall.
But the door was open. Geraled pushed the door open and stared.
A shirtless man sat on the toilet. His torso was adorened in a black leather harness and a chain connected his nipples. He looked up at Gerald and nodded.
Gerald realized he had been staring at the fit man in leather. He grimaced and planned to leave but the man just raised his hand and made a "come in" sign.
Gerald stepped into the stall and waited.
The man wiped himself and flushed. Gerald didn't know what to say. He felt his hard cock tenting his shorts. The man's eyes moved to the bulge and he smiled.
The man stretched his legs outward and held up his cock. With the other hand he wiggled his finger.
Gerald moved forward and knelt on the discarded shirt that was at the mans feet.
He started to say something but the man reached for his shirt and peeled it off.
Gerald had sucked cocks before. There wasn't anyone around, the room was getting hot and his own cock was rock hard.
He sucked the man's cock. The odor of sweat and crotch filled his nostrils. The heat and his working on the cock made Gerald sweat even more.
The man's hand slide down his bare back and under his shorts finally fingering Gerald's butthole.
He was hungry for sex and sucked faster wanting to swallow the man's sperm.
"When you get through, we're going to the basement" the man's voice said.
Before Gerald could release the man's cock in his mouth and ask what was in the basement, his throat felt the streams of cum.
He swallowed and swallowed again.
"Shit" he said leaning backwards. The man's hands moved to Gerald's nipples and began to pull them, play and stretch them.
Gerald closed his eyes, his hands moved to his crotch.
"It's Friday, you don't have to be anywhere tonight do you boy?"
"No" Gerald husky voice replied.
"You mean no sir don't you boy?" The man asked.
Something inside Gerald told him what to say.
"No Sir" He said more enthusiastically.
"Good, there are some people waiting for us"
Gerald shrank in pain as the man's fingers put the chain and tit clamps he was wearing on him.
"Just the beginning of a very long night boy" The man said.
They walked down the hall, Gerald being led boy the man's hands tugging the tit clamp chain.
The elevator went to the ground floor and then the man put a key in the control lock and pushed the B button twice.
The doors opened. It wasn't the basement that Gerald knew. He had been to the basement to get supplies..but this wasn't that floor.
"Sub basement" the man said as if to answer Gerald's thoughts. "Remember you are my property"
"Yes Sir" Gerald replied as he followed the tugged chain.
They went around pipes and what looked like a furnace. They ducked under low pipes and then squeezed themselves in a very long narrow pathway.
The door was on the wall. It was as thin as the passageway.
Cooler air flowed over Gerald's face and chest. But it was warm.
"Boys found a new pigboy for tonight" The man said to the dark figures in the room.
Gerald heard some groaning, sounds like rattling chains and a swat or two as if someone was getting spanked with a belt..the way his Dad used to punish him.
"Get him naked" another voice said.
"Strip boy, put your stuff over there" The man said taking a strong tug on the chain which made Gerald yelp.
Gerald knew the way back. He could have turned and moved away. But instead he pulled his shorts off and kicked his shoes off. Pulling off each sock, he realized that the hours ahead, the night ahead was unknown.
He stood naked still wearing his new owner's tit clamps and chain.
"Here he is, boys. All ours."