Shake Down: Gay Domination Seduction Erotica: New Gay Sex Story

Excerpt:
It was three days later after I got home that I got my mail again, and again I found the same type of brown envelope the had before contained some very good video. I could feel the outline of another tape inside of it. I got into my apartment and immediately opened and dumped out the tape. There were no photos this time, and all that was printed on the label was a seven digit number. No letters or spaces or anything, just those seven numbers. Maybe this was how he catalogued his home videos, and if so, he must have had a large collection of them.

I popped the tape into the machine and fired it up for another session. My clothes were off in a flash and my hand was already on my rapidly hardening cock.

The first view I got was of that same hard black cock, once again being stroked by the hand of the photographer. "Um that feels good, but I'll like it better when you're the one doing It." he said. I'm going to fuck you long and hard. I'm going to make you suck me off. You're going to do anything I say."

The hand left the cock and the view swung around crazily as the camera was brought to look at something else. I could see a tripod mounted video camera at a window. It was pointed to look out and down it seemed. The video cut off and for a second there was nothing. As I reached for the remote to turn it off, the picture came back to life. It was looking out the window this time. I assumed that this was now the camera on the tripod. There was no wiggling of the view, and it pictured a building that seemed familiar.

"Oh god, that's my building!" I thought.

The picture started to zoom in agonizingly slow. I watched in shock as the camera zoomed in on a particular window...mine. This guy had recorded the scene from three nights ago. The angle was good enough to see I was naked and stroking my own cock. Then it panned over to the television and I saw the video of him stroking his cock. This guy had video of me masturbating to the video of him masturbating!!

"I think that's enough." the voice said. The picture faded to black, but the voice was still there. "I really think that you should decide what you want to do to get this tape. I'm sure your girlfriend and everybody you work with would love to know your sexual preference. I'm sure that we can come up with some kind of bargain. You'll have to call me to find out."

The seven numbers! That was what it was, his phone number! The voice and video ended and static overcame the screen. I numbly turned it off and retrieved the tape. I stared at the number for a few seconds and then went to the phone. I dialed the number and it only rang once before the line was picked up.

"You didn't waste much time, did you?" he asked.

"How did you know that it was me calling?"

"I'm watching you right now. Now here's what I want. I want you over here in two hours. Get ready however you want, and wear whatever you want. You won't be wearing it for long, so it doesn't matter. Go across the road and up to apartment number 612. The door will be open, and I will be waiting for you." With those words, the line went dead.

I was still in a daze as I went through the process of getting ready. I gave myself an enema, as I was prone to do anyways. I guess I liked to feel clean, or maybe it was just an excuse to get something up my ass.

I came out of the bathroom in my robe and looked at my big picture window. The shades were pulled back all the time, and that was obviously my undoing.