You don't become a slave: you're born a slave, even if you don't know it. (There are many potential slaves in the world.)
It's all about meeting the right person, the man who senses that you're a slave, that you're willing to grovel and surrender to his will. I was lucky to encounter such a person in my life, but far too late.
Looking back, the signals were clear from the start: I was never the leader and never felt the need to be. I was the little guy who idolized the captain during games, followed the leader, and sat at his feet.
I come from a small, rural village where sex wasn't discussed, let alone homosexuality: A good friend told me I was gay when I was 19. That was so confusing to hear, I had to look up what it ment! Alltough I'd already had sex with a man! When I was 17, a man forced me to give him a blowjob in his car. I gagged as the man's cock entered my mouth, and I instantly got a hard-on. I was so embarrassed I didn't talked about it for 20 years.