I noticed the Rolex one of the guys was wearing. My mind wandered over the valuables I had at home. It was certainly thoughtful of them to take my razor and shaving cream. It had been a gift from my dad when I first started shaving. It struck me that the shaving cream wasn’t a new can and in fact looked like the one in my bathroom at home. I felt my neck and had a two or three day beard. One guy directed me to the bathroom sink and asked if I wanted to shave. They led me over to a set that was kind of a bedroom and bathroom, but in a corner that was open on two sides to the larger room. One dude whistled and complemented me on my hot muscular torso. Almost without thinking I did and he said to stretch some more. One guy was taking pics with his phone and told me I smelled bad and to take my t-shirt off. They opened the cage and I crawled out and stood up stretching my muscles. They said they would let me out of the cage, but the room was secure and they had stun guns so don’t try anything.
One of the kidnappers said they wanted to take some pics of me which seemed odd to go to all this trouble to take some pics. I spoke to them in english and french but they didn’t respond. This time I didn’t pass out and after what seemed like a long time we landed and my cage was loaded onto a truck by guys speaking a foreign language I didn’t recognize. I wondered if it was drugged, but I was so thirsty I tasted it and it seemed ok so I drank some. No one was there but I was thirsty and there was a bottle of water just outside the cage. My shorts were wet and I assumed I peed myself. The next time I woke up I was In a cargo hold on a plane. The guy sounded nice enough, but I was his prisoner. Superman could probably bust out, except for the kryptonite.” He said if I was thirsty there was a bottle of water next to the cage and help myself if I wanted a drink.
Feel free to rattle the cage if you want. The guy said “Sorry for the cage but you looked dangerous. One of the guys said to another guy “I think he’s coming around.” I muttered something like “What the fuck.” One of the guys said “Hey are you awake?” I was only minimally conscious. When I came to I was in a cage with bars in the back of the van. One guy put a chloroform cloth over my face and I passed out. These guys grabbed me and I literally fell into the van.
As I was getting ready to put the key in the lock a van pulled up like right next to me and the side door was open. One night as I was leaving I was trying to unlock my truck, but the clicker wasn’t working.
I work out at a gym and usually go in the evening. Anyway I can claim to be open minded as I have a friend who’s gay! He likes to introduce me as his boyfriend lol. There’s a gay guy at work, Matthew, who’s dying to jump my bones, but I just tease him. I get hit on by guys as well, but I’m straight as they come. I work for a small firm and like my work, boss and colleagues. Some use the phrase “eye candy.” I played football in high school and college, got into weights and body building. Big enough no sane person would mess with me. I’m 29 stand 6’,4” weigh in at a muscular 220# with blond hair and sky blue eyes.