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Chapter 3 by DrunkPigeon DrunkPigeon

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A Homoerotic Supervillain

"Down, Clark!"

A man is yanked back by his leash, pulled to the floor he is gestured to sit by a silver hand.

"My apologies, sir. My pet is still in training."

He speaks referring to the full-grown man by his side, adorned in nothing but a pastel blue harness, with leash to match. The man's erection is in full view to everyone standing in line with them, and doubly poignant to the owner of the leg it had just accosted.

Visibly mortified, the third, a man wearing an orange polo looks onward, a faltering stoicism that might imply a wish to forget the encounter. He then quickly turns back, and smiles derisively.

"Are you allowed to bring pets in here?"

He inquires the pet owner, roundabout ignoring his extravagant attire. Sleek silver travelling up both arms, intricately hemmed onto the bodysuit in a way to direct a downward trajectory of the eyes. A mask may have been where to cover the eyes, but it all seemed rather unimportant. The costume was there, the motives were why?

"Of course I'm allowed!" the pet owner laughs alongside his words, simmering down to glare at the man on the leash. "Clark," he points to his pet, lightly tugging the length of rope, "-has been so well-behaved coming in here before, we've never had issue. Again, I'm so very sorry about that."

The man puts his hands up, "Y'know what, it's fine. Just keep that sexy fuckmeat away from me."

The pet owner cocks his head, "Are you a fellow homophobe, sir?"

He scoffs, "Hah! Hardly. I ain't afraid of no homo." He processes the pet owners wording, "Whatchu mean? Are you?"

"I'm no homophobe, sir. But my pet Clark is."

"Looks more like a faggot in that getup" the man retorts, rubbing his dick outline through his jeans.

"What's your name, sir?

The man scoffs, "It's Gabe. Why? What's your-"

"Sit, Gabe!"

Gabe instantly settles to the floor. He looks up expectantly at his new owner, exaggeratedly panting as fit for a dog. The owner simply smiles, reaching down to run his gloved fingers through his pet's hair. Further training would be required before Gabe is a good boy.

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