With his intense focus on his studies, he never noticed the guy sitting two tables away whose eye he caught. At first, it was a fleeting glance. But Aaron had unwittingly caught the attention of another young man, Tony, who quickly became obsessed with the 20-year-old. Aaron, though, was clueless as he went through his school week. Since classes were on a regular schedule and Aaron adhered to his religiously, Tony quickly figured out he could begin to hatch a plan for this newest conquest.

He’d done it – taken complete control of younger guys – before. Tony had spent five years in prison. He joined a gang at the very start to protect himself and immediately started turning out punks. After he provided the first ten of them to his gang for their collective enjoyment, he was given “ownership” of the next five (he could do whatever he wanted with them), and then he shared ownership of the remainder with the gang, getting 30% of all profits those punks brought in and giving the rest to the gang leaders. It was an arrangement that worked beautifully for everyone except the punks, but nobody cared about them. Once Tony was released, he seemed a model parolee, but that was a complete charade. He’d not only learned how to pimp young men in prison with impunity, he’d also taken a dark turn when he learned the best way to control healthy and virile young men. And he was about to use his knowledge with Aaron.

Wednesday at the union, Tony discretely asked Aaron his name and what he was studying. Tony then spent three weeks monitoring Aaron’s movements, staying far enough away. That Aaron didn’t notice. Once he was confident he could make his move, he watched to see if there might be any irregularities. Although Aaron regularly visited a near-campus bar for a few beers each Friday evening to relax (always leaving the bar before 9:00), he clearly had no girlfriend or other close friend, making Tony figure his success was significantly more likely. Seeing nothing of concern, Tony was ready to strike exactly a month after first spotting Aaron.

He waited until Aaron’s Friday evening bar trip. Tony was already there and waiting, just like a spider waiting patiently for his prey. When Aaron entered at 7:00, Tony – now a familiar face for the young student – waved at Aaron to join him. Unsuspecting Aaron did and flashed his beautiful smile, made even cuter by his dimples. Tony now knew this one would be special, really special. He could hardly control himself but managed to, for the time being.

Aaron got a beer and joined Tony saying he could only stay for an hour, that he needed to get back to the dorm and study for an exam scheduled for Monday afternoon. Tony laughed and said, “Darn, I’d hoped I could convince you to come see my house. I have my car here and can get you back to the dorm by 10:30 at the latest.”

Aaron replied, “Let me think about it,” and guzzled his first beer before going to the bar and getting another for each of them. Tony immediately realized this was going to be easier that he expected. For whatever reason, any inhibitions Aaron should’ve felt were gone and all warning signals ignored. Aaron was slower finishing his second beer; the two of them chatted about campus while he finished it off. Aaron got more and more flushed. Suddenly at 8:15, Aaron said, “Finish your beer and let’s go to this house of yours.”

They left the bar and Tony subtly guided drunken Aaron to his car. Aaron smiled and said, “Thanks, dude,” as Tony opened the passenger door for his new conquest before going around to the driver door and letting himself in. It took about twenty minutes to get to Tony’s house. Once inside, Aaron made himself at home in the living room admiring the large plasma television and home theater system, which Tony was quick to turn on. Tony went into the kitchen and quickly returned with 2 glasses of beer, the one for Aaron was in a differently shaped glass that his own.

They sat down and started chatting again as each sipped his beer, but pretty quickly Aaron started to go downhill and by 10:00 he was unconscious on the couch. Tony took the two beer glasses and, even though there was nothing else to wash, ran them through the dishwasher “ultra” cycle to get rid of any residual trace of the drug he’d spiked Aaron’s beer with. Though he was confident he was going to succeed in this, he wasn’t arrogant enough to think there was no way he could mess up.

He returned to the living room and stood over Aaron, admiring everything about the young man’s body and thinking to himself that he’d been lucky with this find. Not only had it gone incredibly easily so far, it certainly was likely this was going to end up with a big payout whenever he decided to cash the kid in. In the meantime, he’d have plenty of fun with him. Tony stripped Aaron to his underwear and used a fireman’s carry to get him to the bedroom, where “Stages II and III” of the young man’s taming and training would occur.

Tony carefully laid Aaron down onto the bed. Aaron didn’t make a sound so Tony knew it wouldn’t take long or much effort. He pulled Aaron’s trunk briefs completely off and dropped them on the floor. Now he got to work as he’d done a number of times before. First, he shaved the sleeping boy’s scrotum and, for good measure and Aaron’s added embarrassment, the pubic hair above his crotch. He decided to hold off on shaving the boy’s chest, underarms, and legs until Aaron was fully conscious and aware; he might even make Aaron shave himself.

Now he opened the top drawer of the nightstand beside the bed and removed a dissection kit normally used in biology lab; he also brought out a local anesthetic, antiseptic solution, and large adhesive bandages. He spread unconscious Aaron’s legs apart and applied the anesthetic first, followed by the anesthetic. He made an incision 1½” long on the left side of Aaron’s scrotum. The boy moaned quietly but otherwise didn’t react. Tony nudged that testicle out and severed its cord, quickly tying off the end he returned to the scrotum. He sutured the incision closed. About half way through that step, Tony heard Aaron whisper, “Please don’t.” He knew the boy had to be too unconscious to be aware but wondered if Aaron was dreaming what was being done to him. Of course, it didn’t matter at all to Tony what Aaron wanted or didn’t want.

After finishing up with the left side, Tony started his procedure on the other side. He noticed that this time Aaron himself, though unconscious, spread his leg further as if he had internally accepted what was happening. That was something Tony had never seen before, but he realized instantly that if that was indeed the case, Aaron’s training wouldn’t take as long as most of his previous jobs. He finished the right side and left Aaron to sleep for a while, returning downstairs to watch TV for a while. He returned to the bedroom at midnight, wanting to be there when Aaron woke up from his drug-induced sleep. That happened at 3:10 on the morning.

Aaron woke up and realized he was naked and in bed with the guy that had befriended him. Stunned at the discovery, he started to ask what had happened but Tony told him to just lay there and be quiet. He added, “You’ll understand soon enough. For now, just go back to sleep.”

Of course, more sleep was out of the question so Aaron just lay there with his mind racing through the possibilities. Before long, he moved and that’s when he discovered the bandages, realizing immediately that his nightmare, which he remembered vividly, had been real. Though he was a virgin and didn’t even have a girlfriend, he’d expected to get married after he was done with school and met “the right girl.” Now what was his future? The minutes seemed like hours and eventually Aaron rolled onto his right side and fell asleep. When he awoke again, sunlight was streaming through the window and Tony had also rolled over and put his arm around Aaron, though he didn’t do anything else.

Tony was already awake when Aaron stirred and reminded him to “be quiet and just relax, you’ll get used to it.” They both got up at 9:00 and Tony showed Aaron to the bathroom so he could use the toilet, brush his teeth, and wash his face before getting dressed. For now, Tony would let him wear clothes to cut down on his resistance to his new situation. Eventually, that would change but it could wait.

They went downstairs and Tony explained over breakfast that he’d decided Aaron should come live with him and that he’d removed Aaron’s balls so it’d be easier for him to accept it. He said Aaron was through with college and only had to keep Tony happy. He would have some work around the house to do but his main reason for staying here was to give Tony sexual satisfaction. When Aaron answered that he was a virgin but straight Tony replied, “You won’t say either of those things when I’m done with you.”

Aaron neither reacted nor answered and Tony told Aaron how he had, though out like a light, spread his second leg in resigned acceptance of his castration, and added, “Maybe you’re not as straight as you think.” Aaron’s quiet reply was, “I thought I was.” Tony knew he’d planted the seed of doubt and that he’d just won Aaron over.

They stayed in the house all weekend. Tony didn’t try to force sex on Aaron, wanting him to heal completely before taking that on. So he let Aaron do whatever he wanted around the house; Aaron mainly wanted to watch TV with Tony. Occasionally in the afternoon, Tony would tell (not ask) Aaron to get them each a beer, and Tony complied. They just hung out together; Tony’s intention was for Aaron to get used to the new surroundings and lifestyle before taking the next steps. He succeeded.

It took two weeks for the incisions to fully heal. Twice each day, Tony cleaned and re-bandaged the wounds after applying an antibiotic. On morning of the fourteenth day, he removed the stitches and said, “Now we can begin your real training. Let’s go to bed and get started. He led the way, with Aaron following dutifully – he almost seemed happy to finally get his training going, Tony thought (he was right).

They started with blow jobs and Aaron was a natural. When they were done with the first and Tony had shot his cum down Aaron’s throat he whispered, “You thought you were straight.”

Aaron whispered back, “I was wrong,” and Tony knew he’d indeed won. He was sure the kid really had been straight but had been turned out, but the doubt he’d instilled had convinced poor Aaron he hadn’t been. In time and with the training, he knew Aaron would accept complete submission to the sexual desires of other men.

With his oral sex training so successful, Tony for the first time fucked Aaron that night. He was gentle the first few times, getting more aggressive and causing more pain only gradually over the next 3 months. By the time he was done, though, Aaron was capable of assuming any position to get fucked or to suck cock. Not just capable, but he’d come to want it. Tony thought about keeping him, but found himself bored with having completely won the boy over and needed a new “project” to renew his enjoyment of the hunt.

He contacted a guy he’d known in prison who put him in touch with another guy who referred him to yet a third ex-con who knew just where he needed to go. There was an upcoming auction and Tony could get a lot of money out of Aaron. Aaron put on clothes, which felt odd after so long without wearing any, and they went for a ride in Tony’s car for the first time since he’d been snatched. Tony didn’t tell him what was going on, just that they were taking a trip. When they got to the address Tony had been provided, they went in and Aaron was immediately told to strip for a look-over. After a brief session of being groped and pinched and having fingers stuck up his ass, he was accepted for the auction and led away.

Tony waited and wondered how much Aaron would bring. He’d agreed to a 50/50 split with the auctioneer; previously Tony had gotten 35% but this auctioneer was willing to adjust the split after seeing Aaron. Tony knew that for future bargaining he’d have to get “grade A prime” for maximum earnings. In the end, Aaron was sold to a male brothel in Nevada for enough money that Tony knew 5 or 6 more turn-outs of the same quality meant he could keep one for himself and retire. He went back to the college for his next “project.”