Short Stories by Zarek A Dragon
Jacob Grisirm
Jacob was a handsome boy. Everyone told him so, and he believed them. Recently turning eighteen, he stood five feet eleven inches tall, and weighed 163 pounds.
This morning, he awakened to find himself in a strange room. Strange to him, anyway. The room was extremely dark, with the only light creeping in coming from under the door. As best as he could, Jacob looked around. To call the room spartan would be accurate. The only thing in the room was the bed. There were no light switches nor outlets in the room. And no handle on the door.
As Jacob was looking around, he realized something else. He was completely naked. What happened to his clothes? Who took them off him? Jacob tried to remember the previous night but was having difficulty.
The door slid open, and a man walked in. He didn’t even react to Jacob's nakedness. "Who are you? Where am I? And, did you take my clothes?"
The man chuckled, "Relax, Jacob Grisirm. Who I am is your new owner. Do you remember anything from our meeting?" Jacob shook his head.
"You responded to my ad, 'Boi wanted, no younger than 18, and no older than 20. Must be a Bottom.'"
Jacob got excited, "I remember that ad. I thought it was funny, partly because my last name means bottom." Jacob looked a little embarrassed as he finished speaking, "And partly because I want to be a bottom."
"No reason to feel embarrassed. You told me in our meeting that you are still a virgin, but know you prefer to bottom."
"Is that why you stripped me?" Jacob wondered.
The man laughed, "I didn’t strip you. I told you that you looked perfect, but I wanted to see your whole body before I decided. You couldn’t take your clothes off fast enough."
"So, I am your slave, then?" Jacob wasn’t sure what to think. He remembered going to the meeting, hoping to get fucked, but he wasn’t sure he was willing to become a slave.
"In the manner, do I own you, yes, but not as a slave, per se. According to the contract we both signed, no one may fuck you except me, and I will only do it when we both want it. As for the rest, you are free to roam wherever you please."
Jacob gave a sigh of relief. He could see himself signing such a contract, especially with such an attractive man. "Okay, I just have three more questions," Jacob commented. "Am I expected to be completely naked? And where are we?"
"That's only two, but to answer them, I prefer you naked, but if that makes you uncomfortable, I have a jockstrap that matches your eyes. There are only men on this island, so you needn't worry about modesty. You'll see that all the men are either naked or wearing jockstraps." The man then pulled a blue jockstrap out of his pocket. They were indeed a perfect match to Jacob's eyes.
"As for your second question, we are on a private floating island."
"A private floating island?" Jacob mouthed. "You're not much older than me. This isn't my third question, but how did you manage that?"
"Three years ago," the man began, "I was your age. My parents were wealthy, but wealth didn’t protect them in a plane crash. I took the bulk of my inheritance and built this island. While it's not attached to any land, it drifts with the current. I did include motors, so we don’t crash, but for the most part, we just drift. The island has one thousand acres of land. Some of it is used for farming, some of it for horses and cattle. The island is self-sufficient."
"Is that why you drugged me?"
"Before you signed the contract, I told you where we were going was private. Only a handful of people know exactly where it is. I want to keep it that way, so I handed you a very potent sleeping pill. Once you signed the contract, you took it."
"Okay, my third question is kind of a two-parter," Jacob was feeling better about his situation. "Who are you, and do I get to see you naked?"
"Ha, you just want to see my dick, especially since it will be entering you," the man chuckled, "I really can't blame you. If the situation were reversed, I would want to see your." Jacob, again turned red as the man started to undress. "As for who I am, my name is Simon Dros. As you should have surmised, I am twenty-one years old. Interesting fact, while you know your name means bottom, Dros actually means top. I've known I was gay since I was ten. You won't be the first boi I've fucked." Simon was completely naked, and Jacob liked what he saw.
"I'm cool with that. So, I know the first few times are going to hurt, but will you fuck me NOW?"
Simon smiled, "As I said, I will only fuck you when we both want it, which really means whenever you want it. You have the most beautiful face and body I have ever seen. I will always want to fuck you. I may even let you fuck me from time to time."
"I really want you to fuck me. I'm starting to remember our meeting, and I knew then that I wanted you to fuck me."
Simon started lubing Jacob's hole, As he positioned himself, he asked Jacob, "What are your thoughts on kissing and sharing my bed?"
"I've wanted to kiss you since we've met. As for sharing your bed, only if you promise to fuck me in it," Jacob teased.
"Oh, as far as I am concerned, you can bet we will fuck in it. I was smitten and wanted you from the moment we met."
