Hi, my name is Lance and I am going to tell you the story of how my life changed forever when I was a senior in high school. I am 21 now... I am 6'1 short brown hair with blond tips, blue eyes, and swimmers build. When I was in high school, I was not the most popular person. Mostly because I was really good with computer and I used this to my advantage to get away with anything at school. My senior year I rarely actually went to classes and the kids hated me because I got away with that. I was also really cocky and showed it.
So most of my day would be spent in the business classroom working on a computer. I always enjoyed the periods where there was no class and I was able to have the room to myself. The thing you have to know about me is I have a bit of a sports fetish. Nothing turns me on more than wearing another boy's uniform and protective equipment. Now although I was well defined, I did not play sports. It would be my luck though that a freshman would store his equipment bag in the supply closet of the classroom I was always in. I remember when I first saw him bring it in. His name was Rob. He was about 5'11 thin and muscular arms, I dreamed of what his cock must look like. He looked older than a freshman. He carried his nylon black adidas bag into the closet and dropped it; he would leave it there until the end of the day for soccer practice.
After about 2 weeks, I just had to sneak into the closet and take a peek. I opened it up and the first think I notice was the smell if his sweat, I had an instant hard on. The whole smell got to me, so I shut the door and stripped. I picked up his jock strap, which had a hard cup in it and stuck my nose in it. I slide it up my legs and put it on. Now since I was a little taller, it was a tight fit... all the better. I next picked up his soccer shorts, they were shiny green (the school color) the brand was xara. I put on his soccer jersey, which was white and green and had the number 10 on the back. I then put on the adidas shin guards and green soccer socks followed by adidas cleats. Here I was a senior, dressed up in a freshman's soccer uniform, jerking off my 7" cock. I was in my own world when of course Rob himself opened the door to see me standing there dressed in his clothes jerking off. I could have died right then. I could feel the heat coming from my face, I tried to think of something to say and came up with, "It's not what it looks like." As I am standing there like a moron, he lifts a camera and snaps a shot. Just my luck he had come from photography class. He said to get out of his fucking clothes, I moved faster than I ever had and got dressed we retuned to the classroom, which was empty. I apologized and begged him not to tell anyone.
He then said, "don't worry, I want be telling anyone and this picture is going to be put where no one can ever find it... as long as u understand that you are now my property." I was shocked, "property, what the hell are you talking about?" "I own you bitch, you are my slave, you will do anything and everything I say... do you understand, because if you don't I can go ahead and e-mail this pic to everyone?" "Yes I understand, as long as you don't tell anyone, I will do everything you say." I felt so dirty and little. "Good, I am glad we understand each other. Now it is time for you to thank me for letting you be my property, on your knees and lick your master shoes clean." I got on my knees and licked his brand new And 1 sneakers. They were white with sky blue lines, I finished and he said "be at my house tonight at 7!" and he walked away. I figured this wouldn't be to bad, he would probably make me do some stupid stuff like clean his room, kiss his shoes and maybe if I was lucky suck his cock... only time would tell.