Blackmail

 

 

Alex had always played it safe. A 28-year-old accountant with a steady job, a decent apartment, and a girlfriend he'd been dating for two years, he wasn't the type to take risks. But lately work stress had been piling up, and after hearing a co-worker rave about how weed helped him unwind, Alex decided to give it a try. Just one time he told himself but if perhaps it helped then he could see himself trying it again. He didn't know any dealers, so he turned to a shady app he'd downloaded on a whim. That's how he connected with Jax, a self-described "local supplier" who agreed to meet in a dimly lit alley behind a rundown pub on the edge of the city. Alex did not enjoy going anywhere near this part of town, it was full of thugs and chavs, the buildings and council flats were rundown and everywhere you went you could hear an argument, screaming baby or a bunch of dodgy lads laughing and shouting. Alex wasn’t super rich or posh for that matter but he certainly was a snob and the quicker he could get out of this place the better. His style, his hair, his attitude was very different to anyone he saw as he walked behind the King George pub, it made him a target. Gripping his phone tightly he stood partially hidden between some bins and waited for this Jax to show.

 

After smelling the rancid stench of bin juice for a few minutes Alex heard heavy footsteps. Jax was intimidating from the moment he stepped out of the shadows. At 6'6 and built like a brick shithouse, his muscular frame strained against a tight white tracksuit top and filled most of the narrow alley. His wide muscular chest peaked out of his zipped down track suit revealing what looked like a tribal tattoo and some decent sized pecs. Alex grimaced as he saw Jax’s gold chains dangling from his neck and a signet rings on his fingers, they were gaudy and fake looking, something Alex would never have been seen dead in. Jax's face was neither handsome nor ugly, his nose and ears were big but his face was symmetrical. Jax looked tough and intimidating, his head was shaved close and he looked like he had been in a few fights. 

 

 Alex felt a twinge of regret as he approached but trying not to act scared he swallowed his fear and stepped closer to the burly chav.


"You got the stuff?" Alex asked, trying to sound tough.


Jax smirked, pulling a small baggie from his pocket. "Yeah mate, sixty quid." His voice low and dumb.


Alex had no idea if he was being ripped off but he didn't want to be left alone with Jax any longer than he needed to, the closer he was the more Alex could smell weed, lynx spray and the underlying stench of body odour. Alex quickly got out his wallet and started to hand over the cash. The exchange was about to be over but just as Alex pocketed the weed, a flashlight beam shone brightly through the darkness.


"Freeze! Police!" A burly officer stepped forward, his uniform crisp and his face stern under the streetlight. Alex's heart dropped and Jax swore under his breath, but the officer's eyes narrowed on him. "Jax, you slippery bastard. There's a warrant out for you. What have you been up to this time? Is it just drug dealing and assault or is there anything else you would like to confess to." The officer said almost cocky as he then shone his light on the terrified Alex.


Alex panicked, dropping the baggie. "Officer, Thank you! This is all his fault! I swear, I'm innocent. I would never do drugs, he was trying to sell me them. I don't even know this guy, he cornered me and was forcing me to buy them!" Alex shrieked trying to shirk any responsibility, plus it was obvious that Jax was a known criminal and surely it would be easy to pin all the wrong doing on him. Alex dared not look at Jax but he could feel the deathly vicious stare burn into his skull. Alex took a step forward “Please officer get this thug away from me!”


The officer chuckled darkly, shining his light on both of them. "Not so fast posh boy. Innocent?” The officer looked at both men and then rearranged his crotch so what “No I don’t think so I think you're both in deep shit.”


“I’m innocent I swea-” Alex tried to continue his attempt at escape but was quickly cut off by the officer who continued with a sinister grin on his face,


"Buying off a known dealer? That's possession with intent right there. Or are you the one selling? Distribution and possession charges could also be added " The officer said as he started to write things down.


Alex's mind raced, he couldn’t be arrested and charged! He could lose his job, his girlfriend and his friends weren't going to be associated with some criminal junkie! "Please, I'll do anything! Just let me go. I have a job, a life. Don't ruin it over this, I don’t want to end up like him!" Alex said, taking another step forward before a meaty hand grabbed his shoulder and sharply pulled him back.

“What da fuck did joo jus say?! Yous will fuckin pay for that!” Jax said almost bellowing at the now trembling Alex.

The officer paused, a sly smile creeping across his face as he watched Alex shrink under Jax’s control. He glanced around the empty alley before stopping Jax before his rage could build any further "HEY NOW! Let’s all just calm down.” The officer stepped forward and motioned for the two men to separate, which Alex did with great haste and his heart beating out of his chest. “Posh boy. You’d do anything, huh?”


Alex quickly looked at Jax with his muscles bulging and clenched fist “Yes anything officer, just please don’t arrest me!”


The officer paused and smiled. “Alright. If you two don't want to end up in handcuffs tonight, you'll follow me. No questions. This way." The officer said before starting to walk.


Jax shrugged, unfazed he started to follow as if this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened to him. However, Alex stood almost frozen, was he really going to do this? Maybe he could just make a run for it? Alex turned and looked down the alley, was there a door or a window anything he could use to make a get away. Alex was about to make a move when a familiar meaty hand grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled by back into a wall of muscle. Alex crashed into Jax and felt the calloused hand wrap around the back of neck keeping him firmly in place. Alex gulped as he looked up at Jax’s sneering face, the giant chav then whispered with venom in his voice as he held his prey tightly. “You ain’t goin anywheres you posh cunt. If I’m fucking going with dis pig den so are yous. You fucking understand that cunt?” Alex could smell the stale beer and cigarettes on Jax’s breath, he felt as if his neck could be snapped with the slightest motion but he still nodded desperately.


Jax then effortlessly pulled Alex so he was facing the correct way and pushed him roughly, Alex stumbled and almost fell but recovered quickly and obediently walked towards the officer as Jax followed. Alex was sweating as they piled into the back of the unmarked car, the drive was short as they pulled up to a seedy little hotel just ten minutes away. Alex just looked down at his feet as they drove, he thought about reaching for his phone but with Jax next to him he was too scared to move. His neck ached from where he was grabbed, the whole ordeal leaving it hard for him to think straight. Once they arrived the officer led them to a room on the second floor. The place was dingy and dirty, flickering neon signs, peeling paint, and the faint smell of stale smoke. Inside was a sagging bed, a worn armchair, and threadbare curtains, Alex had no idea what was about to happen to him but he knew it wasn’t going to be good.


The officer locked the door behind them and sat in the armchair, pulling out his phone. "Here's the deal lads, you two do exactly what I say, or I call it in. Jax gets hauled in on that warrant, and you, posh boy, get charged with buying and possession. Prison time for both." The officer glared at them both before motioning to his radio as well as his weapon, signalling that no funny business was to occur unless they wanted to pay the price.


Jax crossed his arms, his massive biceps flexing. "Whatever, pig. I've dealt with worse."


Alex swallowed hard. "Okay... fine. Just... What do you want? Money?" Alex then reached into his pocket but was quickly stopped as the officer raised his hand.

The officer unbuttoned his trousers casually, settling back. "Start simple. Kiss each other."


Alex's face went pale. "What? No way! I'm straight. I'm not into that!"


But Jax didn't hesitate. He grabbed Alex by the collar with one meaty hand and yanked him close. Before Alex could protest further, Jax's lips crashed down on his in a deep, forceful kiss. Alex tried to pull away, but Jax was too strong, his grip like iron. The taste hit Alex immediately, bitter cigarette smoke mingled with cheap beer as well whatever Jax had been eating earlier, invaded his mouth as Jax's tongue pushed in aggressively. Alex's stomach churned, his hands pushing futilely against Jax's chest, but the chav held him there for what felt like forever. Alex felt himself being pulled closer to the wall of muscle which was Jax as more of his tongue conquered his mouth, Alex was sure he felt something stiff but Alex didn’t want to imagine what it might be as he had his first ever kiss with a man, a big dumb chav thug.


*Click.


Jax and Alex pulled away from each other just in time to see that the officer had snapped a photo on his phone. Grinning at the pair, the officer admired the photo and then looked at them both, Jax once again folded his arms while Alex was left stunned. Jax's saliva dripped down his chin as he tried to recover from the sloppy deep kiss he had just received.

"Good start boys. Now, posh boy give all your cash to Jax."


"But I already paid him an-” Alex was cut off


“I thought you were innocent posh boy? A confession from you will make the charges much easier to stick, don't you think?” The officer leaned forward. "Do as I say because I can tell you now that prison would be much worse!” The officer growled.


Trembling, Alex pulled out his wallet and emptied it into Jax outreached hand, another two hundred quid in notes.


*Click.


Another photo was taken by the officer who now had an obvious bulge in his trousers which made Alex’s stomach churn.


"Alright, next I want you to bend over posh boy and Jax… spank him till he's red." the officer said, still holding the phone and reaching his free hand into his underwear.


Alex opened his mouth to argue, but once again Jax was faster. He grabbed Alex effortlessly, flipping him over his knee like a ragdoll. Alex’s designer jeans didn’t stand a chance as the brute used his muscles to yank them down enough to expose his bare ass. Alex barely had time to react as the first smack landed hard, stinging through his cheeks with a stinging man that made his eyes water. Alex yelped as another swift smack landed on his arse, Alex tried to struggle free but Jax’s grip was like a vice. Alex pleaded for Jax to stop as more smacks landed harder and harder on his reddening butt cheeks but it seemed it wasn’t only the officer that was enjoying Alex’s humiliating treatment as Jax just growled and grunted as he continued his spanking. Alex was soon in tears and as his arse got more tender, swollen and sore he began to cry but still this didn’t stop Jax's powerful hand coming down again and again, the slaps echoing in the room. Alex’s arse burned, turning bright red and purple under the constant barrage of smacks.


*Click.


Once again the officer captured it all before finally raising his hand to Jax to signal to stop.


Alex was sobbing and sniffling like an infant as he lay across Jax’s lap, Alex could feel Jax’s large erect cock pressing into him and disgusted he finally got up, his ass as red as a baboon's. "P-p-p-please... can I go now?" Alex whimpered as he tried to pull up his underwear, even that thin fabric felt like knives across his raw buttocks.


The officer only laughed, his own erection now visible for everyone in the room to see. "Not yet. Jax, strip down to your socks."


Jax complied without a word as the chav now seemed just as engaged as the officer. Peeling off his tracksuit, Jax revealed a sculpted, muscular body covered in chavvy tattoos of lions, England flags, roses and bulldogs, the words "No Regrets" across his abs. Alex had expected the hulking chav to have a body like that but almost gasped at what was hanging from the thugs legs. Jax was more than well endowed, his thick 9 inch cock was hard and was pointed menacingly at Alex. The massive cock and grapefruit sized low hangers made Alex's own feel pathetically small in comparison, the flaccid 2 incher was conversely unaroused and he was glad he did not have to reveal his own manhood. Jax looked even more intimidating now, his presence dominating the room as well as his stench. While Alex had already tasted and smelt the chav’s breath it was nothing compared to the odour wafting from the thugs body. While an onion-like musk radiated from his pits, a musky more sour smell wafted from his crotch while a much earthier, thicker nastier smell lingered from his behind.


"Get on the bed, Jax," the officer ordered. "Posh boy, sniff his feet." The officer was rubbing himself openly now. 

Alex pleaded with his eyes, but got only a cold stare in return and he knew there was nothing that could be done. Even if he had refused he would have expected Jax to overpower him and make him suck on his toes. Alex awkwardly approached the bed where Jax lounged, socks grimy from the day's wear, the chav raised them up for Alex to smell. As he did Alex got a better view of Jax’s exposed cock, balls and asshole, something he would have rather never seen. As Alex edged closer it was the stench that hit him first, it was sweaty, raw, like old cheese mixed with vinegar. Jax grinned and didn’t hesitate to shove his foot right into Alex's face, forcing him to inhale deeply. Alex gagged, the humid, pungent odour filling his nostrils like a toxic fog. Alex closed his eyes and tried to imagine he was anywhere else, that this was all a nightmare that he would wake up from any moment now but as Jax lifted his other foot and pressed it onto Alex’s face with a wet slap, Alex knew it was all real. Alex let himself cry again as he was made to sniff like an obedient dog.


*Click.

"Now, Jax I think we better get things moving, get on the bed on all fours." The officer said panting as he jerked his cock. Alex just looked at his feet, as he felt the stinging in his ass cheeks and smelt the cheesy residue on his face, he was pathetic. How did he allow this to happen to him, he only wanted to try weed not become some cops perverted plaything and a chav’s tortured slave. Alex just tried to rationalise in his head that the humiliation would be worth it because prison would be far worse but as he watched Jax move on the bed and present his wide, muscular, hairy, arse to him he kind of wished he had just been taken away in handcuffs.

Jax shifted making his huge, hairy ass wobble. It was slick with sweat, the earthy scent was now much stronger as Jax’s puckered, brown asshole could now be aired out. Wafting the thick and overpowering stench over Alex making his stomach lurch. Alex couldn’t look away as he stared petrified at Jax’s hole, it was dirty and ringed with coarse hair. Alex knew what was coming as he turned to the officer with terrified pleading eyes.


"Lick it clean, posh boy. Don't stop till I say."


Alex let the tears stream down his face as he looked at the rancid hairy cheeks and back at the officer. There was no way he could do that, he couldn’t lick another man’s sweaty filthy ass. It would go against every instinct he had in his body. Not only would it damage his sexuality having not even done anything of the sort with a woman, but also his masculinity. What kind of man could he say he was that he allowed himself to lick the smelly farting arse of some lower class thug. How would he live with himself after, how would he kiss his girlfriend, his family, his mother with the same mouth that had also kissed Jax’s reeking ring. Alex couldn’t do it as he threw himself to his knees in front of the officer crying and begging.


“Please no! You can’t make me do that! Please, it's disgusting, please I'll do anything else. Please just let me go!” Alex bawled much to the disgust of the cop whose cock started to wilt as the pathetic begging of the man in front of him. Alex pulled at the cop’s leg as he continued to beg and plead until the cop pulled his hand from his crotch and placed it in front of Alex’s face and shouting stop!


Alex quietened but continued to sniffle as the officer sat up in the worn armchair, he then kicked Alex off his leg “I see you want to add assault of an officer to your charges as well, I reckon that will be another year to your sentence”. The officer then pulled his radio and began to speak into it “Dispatch, this is Unit 14”


Alex’s body froze, as his life flashed before his eyes as thoughts of being arrested and charged raced through his mind. What he had to do would be disgusting and vile but at least he wouldn’t be in prison!


“I’m at the corner of Oak. Two subjects completing a drug deal there is a white male, blue jeans, grey sweatshirt -”


“No, please stop!” Alex shouted as the officer released the button on the radio “I’ll do what you say, I can’t go to jail!”


“Then get on that bed and lick his fucking arse clean posh boy!” The officer yelled.

Alex just sobbed as he quickly got up and got his face in front of Jax’s hairy arse. Alex, now closer dry heaved as he could an up close sniff of the tainted, sweaty asshole of the burly chav he had met only an hour ago. Alex could hear the officer’s radio and without any more choice he closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue and touched the sweaty skin of Jax’s arse cheek. The taste was vile, salty and bitter, like unwashed flesh mixed with the tang of left over farts. Alex gagged as he licked tentatively at first, before Jax helped things along by grabbing Alex’s perfectly styled hair and yanking his face directly into his arse crack. Alex’s face was buried deeper, his tongue sliding over the hairy cheeks, tracing the crack where the sweat had pooled into a sticky, acrid film. The humiliation burned hotter than his spanked ass; here he was, a straight guy with a normal life, reduced to rimming Jax's filthy hole. The texture was rough, hairs catching on his tongue, and the deeper he went, the more intense the flavour became. It was musky, almost faecal, with hints of whatever Jax had eaten that day lingering. Alex’s nose was smushed against the slick skin, forcing him to inhale the raw, animalistic stench of unwashed arse. Each sniff and each lick made his stomach heave. Alex was utterly degraded, his dignity shredded as he lapped obediently, tears mixing with the sweat on his cheeks. How would he ever be able to look at himself every again knowing he had licked and kissed the more dirty orifice of another man.


*Click *Click *Click


Jax moaned softly as he continued to push Alex’s face deeper into his hairy cheeks, his erection twitched as he enjoyed his asshole being tenderly kissed and licked.


After fifteen agonising minutes passed, Alex's jaw ached, his mind was numb from the assault on his senses and the act he was committing. Alex then heard a low groan followed by several grunts from the officer behind him. Alex pulled back instinctively to see what was happening and was quickly screamed at.


"Don’t look!” The cop growled as Alex heard the buckling of a belt “Bad move posh boy. For disobeying, I want you suck his cock now."


Alex immediately went to protest but was quickly thrown off balance as Jax flipped himself over and now instead of seeing the thugs hairy arse Alex saw his dripping fat cock. "NO, PLE-" Alex tried to shout but Jax had already used his massive mitts to grab the sides of his head, forcing it down. Alex's lips parted unwillingly around the massive shaft, the salty pre-cum hitting his tongue as he was pushed deeper. It was thick, veiny, filling his mouth completely, the musky taste overwhelming. Alex gagged as his head was used like a fleshlight to satisfy the needs of the horny chav, with barely any strength Alex couldn’t put up much resistance as the cock was forced deeper down his throat. Gagging, Alex hated every second as he tried to piece together what was happening to him even as he heard the hotel room door creak open and slam shut. Alex tried to turn but Jax thrust harder, choking him as his cock seemed to enlarge even more. Just as Jax tensed about to cum, the door to the hotel room suddenly burst open fully.


"Police! Hands up!" Uniformed officers swarmed in including the one from before, yanking Jax off the bed and cuffing him. Alex spat and scrambled back, pleading. "Thank god! Get him off of me!” Alex screamed but as he too was then placed in handcuffs he realised the officers were not there to save him. Terrified he looked to the officer who had been the source of his tortuous evening. “You said I wouldn’t get arrested! You said if I did what you asked I could go free!” Alex then turned to the other officers “He made me do it! That officer forced us!" Alex screamed looking crazed and agitated.


The original officer, now zipped up, feigned shock. "What? I made you buy and sell drugs?” The officer then turned to his colleagues. “I followed these two after I saw them dealing behind the King George and look what we have here!” The officer then pulled out several bags of drugs from Alex’s pocket, substances far more serious than a little bag of weed. Alex screamed and kicked as the officers started to drag him and Jax away, his protests of set ups and pleas for help were ignored as he was dragged away in handcuffs along with Jax who’s cock was still dripping with Alex’s saliva.

2 months later

Weeks later, in court, Alex faced charges of drug buying, supplying, and prostitution. The photos of him paying Jax, ass red from spanking, face buried in the chav's butt were displayed for everyone to see as evidence. Newspapers got hold of the story and plastered the images over the front pages, Alex’s name and reputation was dragged through the mud. Fired, disowned and girlfriend long gone his world collapsed. With the overwhelming evidence from an experienced, trusted police officer Alex was sentenced to two years and now he was being escorted by the warden to his new cell.


"Drugs, prostitution? How did you fall so far, how did you get so low? Now don’t worry, we are here to rehabilitate not punish and after your time here you will be a productive member of society again.” The warden said as he stopped in front of the steel door with Alex, his head hung in shame. Alex had no idea how much his life could be destroyed by one attempt to buy weed! He now had two years to reflect on his actions and how he had lost everything, Alex didn’t know how his life could get any worse as he was forced to listen to the warden prattle on about making him a better, more respected citizen. The warden then slapped him on the back as the cell door was unlocked and looked at Alex sympathetically. “I know it can be hard for first timers like you…but I was able to pull some strings and now you'll be able to bunk with your boyfriend."


Alex sneered weakly. "Boyfriend?”


Alex was then shoved in the cell and the door was shut with finality. A heavy thud echoed, and two calloused hands clamped his shoulders, spinning him around. Alex immediately felt weak as there stood Jax, even more imposing in prison garb, his cruel smile widening as he towered over the trembling posh boy.

"Welcome home ya posh cunt," Jax growled, his voice dripping with mockery.


Alex tried to back away but Jax just laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that echoed off the cell walls. He shoved Alex against the bunk, then pushed down on his shoulders until Alex’s legs buckled, forcing him to his knees with effortless strength. "Now where was we?”


Alex’s eyes widened in horror as Jax turned, dropping his pants to reveal that same hairy, unwashed ass, now even riper after weeks in prison, the scent wafting like a toxic cloud of sweat, grime, and neglect.


"NO... PLEASE, not again!" Alex whimpered, Jax grabbed the back of Alexander's head, fingers tangling in his perfectly styled hair, and pushed his face forward mercilessly. Alexander's nose smashed into the sweaty crack, the stench overwhelming, raw, pungent, like fermented musk amplified by confinement. He gasped, but that only drew in more of the foul air, making his stomach churn.


"Sniff it good, posh boy," Jax taunted, grinding back.


Tears streamed down Alex's cheeks as Jax held him there, forcing deep inhales. The humiliation was total as his palate was assaulted by the bitter, earthy reek, hairs tickling his lips. Minutes stretched into an eternity, Jax's laughter ringing out as he flexed, pushing Alexander's face deeper into the slick, unwashed folds. "Dat's it, breef it in. Your new perfume, innit?"


But Jax wasn't done. He pulled Alexander's face out just long enough to spin him around, then shoved him onto the thin mattress, pinning him down with his massive frame. "Lick it now, posh cunt. Get that tongue workin' like before. Make it shine."

Alex sobbed, his protests muffled as Jax sat back, smothering his face completely under the heavy, hairy cheeks. The taste flooded back, the horrid salty, acrid grime coating his tongue as he was forced to lap at the unwashed hole, the hairs matting against his lips, the sweat trickling down his throat. He gagged repeatedly, the degradation sinking deeper as Jax turned him into a permanent servant and prison bitch. Jax rocked slowly, moaning in pleasure, ensuring every inch was cleaned by the reluctant posh boy's mouth. The chav's weight pressed down, making escape impossible, Alex's world narrowed to the dark, humid confines of Jax's ass, his tongue probing deeper with each command, tasting layers of built-up filth that made him heave in silent revulsion.


After what felt like hours, Jax finally eased up, his cock rock-hard and throbbing. He flipped Alex over, forcing the massive shaft between his lips. "Suck it dry, bitch. And listen up, I ave plans for yous." As Alexander choked on the length, hating the musky flavour but too broken to resist, Jax leaned down, whispering harshly. "See, I know blokes in here. Guards, inmates, lawyers, the lot. Your sentence is two years, but I'll make sure it stretches. A little 'incident' here, a planted shank there, you'll get extensions for bad behaviour. And if you ever think of snitchin'? Those photos go viral in the yard. Everyone'll will be having you lick their shitter clean”


Alex's eyes bulged in terror, but Jax thrust deeper, cutting off any response. "Years and years, posh boy. You'll be tonguin' my hole every mornin', sniffing my feet after every workout and suckin' me off every night. I'll train ya proper. Might even get you inked like me, 'Jax's Bitch' right on your arse. No escape, no parole. You're mine forever." Jax laughed as his cock grew in Alex’s mouth. Alex gurgled a protest around the invading cock, but Jax just laughed as he pushed his cock deeper until his balls were slapping Alex’s chin. Alex, now utterly broken, cried as the rest of his existence would be defined by the chav's whims, with Jax's cruel dominance ensuring he'd never taste freedom again…only the bitter flavour of submission and Jax’s cum.