Randy Orton
Mob boss Javier was in pure blissful ecstasy as he rode Professor Stone’s thick cock. He moaned loud as he bounced up and down on the cock enjoying the thickness of his master’s cock deep inside him. Stone ran his hands over the mobster’s smooth thick thighs and up the chisel 8 pack abs. Javier always took great care of himself and it shows. While most bosses grew fat and lazy, Javier was always working out keeping in top shape, always ready for a fight. Now it was to keep the doctor’s interest in fucking him that drove Javier. Professor Stone reached up and twisted Javier’s newly pierced nipples causing the tough crime lord to moan louder and his cock to jerk.
“Fffuck,” Javier yelled out and threw his head back.
He was sure that his bodyguards just outside the bedroom had heard him cry out. Javier’s cock erupted, sending cum flying in the air like a volcano. Cum landed on his master’s chest and neck and ran down Javier’s veiny cock. As he came his ass muscles gripped like a vice around Stone’s cock and began to milk it. Javier was soon rewarded with the older man’s cum shooting up inside of his hole. Reluctantly the mob boss lifted himself off the thick cock and laid his muscle packed body on Professor Stone. The older man then stroked Javier’s black hair as he licked up his cum from the doctor’s chest and neck. After making sure he licked up all of his cum, he laid his head on Stone’s chest, while the older man continued to stroke his head.
Javier finally spoke, “my distributors informed me that Randy Orton and John Cena had both made inquiries into purchasing some of your steroid alternative drugs.”
Dr. Stone was intrigued, “interesting.”
Javier felt Stone’s cock growing hard again and pressed against his ab. “My men thought that we would want to deal directly with two such famous and influential celebrities like Randy and John,” Javier whispered as he moved down and started to lick his way to the master’s cock.
“Yes, I will definitely deal with those two personally,” Dr. Stone replied and let out a satisfying moan as Javier wrapped his lips around Stone’s cock and began to suck it.
The next day, Javier greeted Randy at Professor Stone’s large beachfront mansion. It seems like the obvious place with the drugs handy available and that Javier has spent most of his time there. Both men walked out to the pool area with drinks and cigars in hand
“It's been a long time, Randy. How has everything been?” Javier put his arm around the tall pro-wrestler’s broad shoulders as he escorted Randy Orton out to the large pool area.
Like always Javier was stylishly dressed. His satin shirt was half unbuttoned, showing off his smooth muscular chest and the expensive gold chains around his thick neck. Randy was taller than Javier and wore a tight white t-shirt that hugged his torso.
“I've been busy. I’m training for a comeback,” Randy sat on the comfortable outdoor chair, his muscular legs spread in the black slacks.
“I’m glad to hear that you are heading back to the ring. I’m sure to encourage the odds in your favor,” Javier smiled and winked.
Randy laughed and took a slip of the drink in his hand.
“I’m afraid it's been getting harder to train, much less win. There are always new, younger wrestlers coming up,” Randy puffed on his cigar.
“And you need an edge,” Javier added as he puffed on his cigar as well.
The sexy mobster couldn’t resist from stealing a look at Randy’s crotch and spread legs. The long, thick thighs were stretching the material of the pants. All Javier could think about was imagining his master fucking Randy’s glorious ass. Javier had to will his cock down for fear that the pro-wrestler would notice.
Javier had long supplied the biggest names in pro wrestling with steroids and other performance enhancing drugs. His network was secretly known for its high quality merchandise.
“Ah, sorry I’m late,” Professor Stone came out of the house, carrying his small bag in hand.
Javier stood up as soon he saw his master, and Randy, looking confused, got up as well.
“Doctor, this is Randy . . .” Javier started to introduce Randy to the Professor, but Stone cut him off.
“I know who this is, the legendary Randy Orton needs no introduction,” Dr. Stone smiled and held out his hand.
Randy in return extended his hand. His right hand was large and powerful looking as the doctor gripped it.
“Randy, this is Dr. Stone, he had created the new steroid alternative that we talked about on the phone,” Javier introduced the doctor.
Javier was painfully hard as he watched the two men shaking hands. He couldn’t wait for Stone to fuck Randy’s huge bubble ass.
“I heard a lot about your drug,” Randy spoked as he let go of the Professor’s hand.
“I hope not too much,” the Professor laughed.
All three men laughed.
“Javier said the drug works faster than steroids but isn’t traceable or has any of the side effects normally associated with steroids,” Randy sits back in the chair as the Professor sits on a chair across from him.
“That is correct,” the doctor placed his bag on the table and opened it.
Inside was a syringe and a small vial.
“Is this it,” Randy leaned forward.
“Yes,” the doctor smiled as he pulled the syringe and vial out of the case and began to fill it.
There was a hunger in Randy’s eyes as he watched the syringe fill. He saw his big come back. He saw the admiration and cheers of his fans as he won one championship after another.
“If you are ready, we can give you your first dose now. Just drop your pants and underwear, and turn around,” the doctor tapped the syringe.
“It goes in the ass,” Randy asked, as his eyes turned from the syringe to the doctor.
“Of course it does,” Javier laughed.
It wasn’t like it was the first time he took a shot on his ass. Randy stood up and undid his pants and pulled them down. He felt Javier’s and the doctor’s eyes on his thick, long legs as he let the pants fall to his knees. Randy was wearing a pair of black bikini briefs that proudly displayed his impressive cock. He looked at the Professor and Javier suspiciously as they stared at his bulging crotch. Randy turned around and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and pulled them over his large muscular ass. The wrestling legend’s ass was flawless. It was big and smooth, with just enough fat on it to slightly jiggle as he bent over. Being a pro-wrestler who performed in small tight, revealing wrestling briefs before millions of fans, kept his body smooth.
“Let's get it over with,” Randy sounded a bit annoyed at the stares he was receiving from the two men.
Randy knew Javier for years and never suspected the mob boss of being gay, in fact far from it. Javier was a notorious womanizer. However, Randy didn’t know the Professor and he was giving him the creeps. Randy bent over, exposing his smooth ass cheeks as the Professor came up behind him. Stone took his time, secretly admiring the fleshy ass cheeks. He placed his hand on the right cheek, as he pressed the needle against the tight skin. Smiling, the Professor punctured the skin and injected the serum into the meaty cheek. When he pulled the needle out of Orton’s skin, Stone couldn’t resist giving the champion pro-wrestler’s ass a slap. Randy turned red in the face as he stood up straight and pulled up his underwear over his fat ass. He started to bend over again to pull up his pants when the doctor told him to stop. Randy froze in place, bent over, hands on his pants about to pull them up his legs. He didn’t know what was going on, he was suddenly washed by a blissful feeling. His cock began to harden in his briefs as the Professor once again touched his ass.
“Very nice,” the doctor whispered as he pressed his groin against Randy Orton’s magnificent ass.
Stone pushed the larger man over further as he ran his hands up under Randy’s shirt, exploring the muscle layered back. Randy in return was groaning in pleasure. He felt his body growing so sensitive to the other man’s touch. His muscles feel pumped and striated. However, he could also feel his mind slowing down. It didn’t matter though, he felt so good. The straight, macho wrestler pushed his ass backwards against the smaller man’s exploring and groping hands and hard cock. The hard bulge in Stone’s pants felt so good to Randy. He even began to wriggle and grind his ass against the other man’s crotch. Randy’s ass felt so empty and for the first time in his life he wanted to be fucked. He let out a deep hungry moan as Stone grabbed his bikini briefs and pulled them down. When the air hit his hole, the wrestler became even more hornier. However, Dr. Stone pulled away, leaving Randy feeling disappointed and frustrated. Dr. Stone went over to one of the outdoor chairs and sat down. He lit a cigar and began to puff on it.
Stone took the cigar from his mouth, “Randy, finish stripping and crowd over here on your hands and knees.”
Randy’s mind was reeling. Part of him was telling himself that he was no one's bitch, he was a straight alpha male. However, that part was growing weaker as the drug was making him feel so good to be obedient and submissive. He pulled the designer shirt over his head and tossed it on the ground. Randy hurriedly kicked off his boots and pants. He finally pulled the bikini briefs down. His cock popped free, bouncing and throbbing. He was never much of a leaker, but this time his cock was leaking pre-cum as he knelt on his knees and then crowded over the hard stone patio toward the other man. By the time he got there, Stone had his cock out of his pants. Drool ran from Randy’s mouth as his eyes fell upon Dr. Stone’s fat cock. Randy found himself opening his mouth and for the first time taking a cock into his mouth. He at once started to gag on its thickness . Sweat began to run from his buzzed cut down his chisel masculine face.
To be continued
MEN OF CLUB MYSTIQUE
The reopening of Club Mystique in the new revamp format was a huge success as it was a packed house of gay men who turned out to see the legendary men of Mystique perform for them, and they were not disappointed. VIP tickets were in extra high demand as ticket holders got a private booth and any stripper or staff of their choice to privately entertain them.
Dr. Stone was pleased with his newest acquisition as he sat in his private VIP selection with the mob boss Javier beside him. The sexy mob boss looked over in jealousy at the two huge bodybuilding bouncers who were naked on their knees sucking Stone’s huge cock. He wanted to be in their position so badly. His cock stirred against the sateen material of his expensive pants. He was so grateful that his master allowed him to wear a jockstrap under them, as he was leaking pre-cum. However, the mob boss’s manpussy was aching for the Professor’s huge cock. His crime organization had long had its hands in Mystique’s business. Her men were major users of steroids and other drugs. In addition, the mob had an interest in ownership of the club. When Dr. Stone announced his intentions to acquire the club, Javier gladly transferred his shares to the Professor while the older man had his cock up his muscular ass. A part of Javier would miss Mystique, who was an old now buried part of his past. The former female stripper turned club owner was the younger Javier first. He lost his virginity to the now old hag. But now the only pussy he cares about is his own. His attention was pulled from the two huge bouncers when Wilbur, who was sitting at his left, reached over and draped his arm around Javier's broad shoulders, stroking the satin shirt over the hard, thick muscles. Javier still hated Stone’s nerdy son, the nerd gave him the creeps. The mob boss looked down and saw the nerd’s huge cock, pushing in and out the Mexican stripper boy, Carlos’ thick pouty lips. The boyish stripper’s plump ass was barely covered by the red, white, and blue speedo as Carlos gagged over the thick cock in his mouth. Tears were running down his handsome face, while at the same time his cock was obscenely bulging the tight speedo. While Javier was envious of the two bouncers bobbing on the older Stone’s cock, he pitied the stripper.
“Gentlemen Welcome to the grand re-opening of Club Mystique,” all attention turned to the stage and Hank the Cowboy.
Hank was considered over the hill in male dancers standards, having turned 40, however he was in great shape. He was shirtless, showing off his ripped, smooth physique. His jeans, belted by a studded belt, hung low on his muscular hips, exposing half of his ass. It was large and pumped as a result women and men loved his ass. He spoke with a thick Texan accent.
“I hope you will enjoy our show tonight, and remember all of our boys are here for your pleasure, use them as you like, hee haw,” he yelled. “welcome to the stage, Officer Apollo!”
The audience cheered as the muscular Italian stud came on stage, dressed as a sexy cop. He wore dark pants, a gunbelt, and a heavy, pocketed police vest that left his huge, well defined arms exposed. Apollo danced around the stage the same as if he was performing for a crowd of women. He took his nightstick and rubbed it up his crotch and between his thick thighs. Apollo was hard as he moved up to the men in front of the stage moving seductively, grinding his crotch against the men. He jumped back onstage and grabbed the sides of his uniform pants and pulled. They ripped away, exposing his oiled, muscular legs and the blue jockstrap with the “police” etched on the waistband. He turned and wigged his smooth round ass. The men were loving it and in return Apollo was loving it as the audience pushed dollar bills into his boots and ran their hands up his oiled calves and thighs. The straight stripper was so aroused that he bent over and spread his ass cheeks, revealing his oiled, smooth hole. One man brazenly pushed a rolled up twenty dollar bill into the hole. So turned on, Apollo reached his nightstick back and pushed it into his hole, fucking himself with it to the enjoyment of the audience. While fucking himself with the nightstick, he pulled his cock out of the jockstrap and jerk it off. The men were loving it. Their cheers and applause, and their tips caused Apollo to cum hard. Cum ran down his fat cock and flew in the air to hit the men in the first row. Before ending his show, Apollo took his own handcuffs and cuffed his own hands before being led off stage to a private VIP booth.
“Man, Woo, that was hot,” Hank laughed as he came back on stage. He wiped some cum from his chin that was deposited from sucking off one of the stage hands backstage. “Steamy,” he fanned himself to the laughter of the audience. “Speaking of Hot, our next dancer is on fire. Gentlemen, welcome Connor the Fireman.”
The sound of fire whistles blared and smoke filled the stage as Connor danced on to the stage. He was in full firefighting uniform, with the exception of his shirt. Connor carried a fake firehose which he ran between his legs and rubbed his crotch against it. The men were loving it, especially when he opened his heavy fire jacket and exposed his chisel 8 pack abs, smooth torso, and his pierced nipples. He pulled the jacket off his mountious shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. Connor seductively moved his sculpted waist and knelt before the edge of the stage, letting men run their hands up his completely hairless torso. Standing, Connor slowly peeled the suspenders off his shoulders and let the baggy, fireproof pants fall to his rubber boots. Men cheered louder as Connor stepped out of them and stood only in his boots, fire helmet, and a red thong. The thong barely contained the firefighting stripper’s rock hard cock. Men were pushing bills into his boots and he even knelt to let them push tips into his thong. He didn’t protest or stop the men from groping his hard throbbing cock, even letting them pull it out of the stretched pouch. His cock was drooling pre-cum on to the men’s hands. He was in ecstasy as their hands ran up his torso, toward his pierced nipples. Connor closed his eyes and moaned as a couple of men twisted and pinched his barbell nipple rings. They were hot wired to his cock and as a result it sent the macho fireman over the edge. Connor threw his head back and cried out as he shot his load all over the stage floor and on to a couple of audience members.
One by one the men of Club Mystique performed for the men, and each were groped and fondled until they couldn’t help from cumming. Exhausted the virile younger men were dragged off stage and to the private booths where they were fucked and used.
It was then Adonis’s turn on stage. A member of the audience had paid a generous fee to have a lap dance on stage by the sexy star stripper. Adonis danced on stage in his leather biking pants, boots, and jacket to the applause of the audience. He dances over to the older man that sits in the single chair in the center of the stage. For some reason the man looked familiar but couldn’t place him. Adonis saddled the man’s lap and placed the man’s hands on his chisel, smooth body. The man groped and felt up the hard body, admiring Adonis’s sexy bulging muscles. The man’s touch was making the straight stripper so horny. He rubbed his body against the man’s lap, grinding his muscular ass against the hard cock. Adonis peeled the jacket off his muscular shoulders, letting it fall to the stage floor. He then turned and grabbed his pants. He pulled, ripping the pants off his legs to the delight of the audience. Adonis’ sculpted ass was perfect, firm and around with only a tiny stripe of yellow material separating the plump ass cheeks. His cock was barely being contained in the yellow g-string. He jiggled and bounced his ass for the man on stage and the audience. Adonis seductively walked back to the man, and turned, bending over. He placed his muscular arms on the stage floor and lifted his powerful, smooth legs into the air and around the older man. The audience laughed as Adonis wigged and gravitated his ass and hips. The man began to slap each firm ass cheeks. They bounced at each slap. The slaps were loud and hard, making the masculine stripper moan. The man boldly pulled the g-string out from between the ass cheeks, and then pushed a finger into Adonis’s hole. The oiled muscular ass allowed the man’s finger to easily slide in and out of the once virgin hole. Adonis was moaning in pleasure. The audience cheered the man on as he pushed a second finger into Adonis. Adonis’s tiny g-string couldn’t hold his cock as it pushed its way out. He was moaning louder as he flexed his ass as the man finger fucked him. Finally the man pulled his fingers out of him. Adonis was breathing heavily as the man pulled him by his long dark hair down onto his knees. He looked up at the stranger, as the man opened his pants. Adonis was confused and found his mouth watering as the older man pulled out his thick cock.
“You are so sexy. No wonder my wife found you so irresistible,” the man laughed.
Adonis suddenly remember seeing the man’s photo on the nightstand by Karen’s bed, when Adonis was fucking her. He couldn’t resist as the man pulled him by his long mane down onto his lap. Adonis obediently opened his mouth and took the man’s cock into his mouth. The man began to thrust his hips while pulling the larger, more muscular stripper on and off his cock. Adonis found himself trying to take as much of the cock into his mouth as he could. He was coating it with his drool and saliva.
The man pulled Adonis head off his cock by the hair, making the stud look up at him, “it only fair that if you fucked my wife, I get to fuck you.” The man laughed as he pushed Adonis face down on the stage, his sexy ass in the air.
Club Mystique
The men of Mystique were in the dressing room getting ready for the nightly show. They were expecting a busy weekend night, with over a 100plus women at the strip club that night. There were about a dozen male dancers that performed at the club and another dozen waiters, bar staff, bouncers, and stage hires. Ms. Mystique had personally interviewed and hired each man for their exotic looks and flawless muscular bodies. The club became legendary for the beauty of its men. There wasn’t a man working at the bar that had a bit of excess fat on their chisel bodies. Over the years Club Mystique popularity grew and some say it became an institution in town.
Adonis walked through the backstage door of the club, with his gym bag in hand. He passed the other strippers, in various stages of undressing out of their street clothes, into their show outfits. They each greeted him as he made his way to his locker in the dressing room. He dropped the bag by his locker and pulled the rubber band from his ponytail hair, letting his long black hair fall over his boulders-like shoulders. Adonis then reached into his gym bag and pulled out a prescription bottle, taking a little blue pill out of the bottle and popping it into his mouth. He knew that by the time of his act he would be rock hard for the ladies, thanks to the viagra. Adonis didn’t really need it. He was a virile stud and he loved women, but the harder he was when dancing the more dollar bills he got stuffed in his g-string. He then peeled off his black Gucci t-shirt. His body was chisel like a Greek sculpture, smooth, hard, and sculpted. Adonis then checked himself in the mirror, making sure he didn’t need to shave his body before going on stage. He was pleased with what he saw, he had just come from the gym and his body was pumped. Adonis lived a very comfortable life and supported two kids from an ex-girlfriend from his tips as a dancer and his day job as a fitness trainer. Adonis saw through the mirror Enrique approaching him in only a bright yellow g-string.
“Yo man,” Adonis turned and they gripped each other’s fists pulling each other into a bro hug.
“How was the cougar you left with last night,” Enrique asked in his thick Brazilian accent, slapping Adonis on the shredded muscle layered back.
The hot Brazilian dancer’s 10 inch cock was being pushed out straight by the cock ring around its base and the stretched spandex thong.
“Man, she was fine and wild,” Adonis laughed. “I fucked her all night,” he placed his hands in front of his packed crotch and thrusted the air. Both strippers laughed. “Best thing is she is loaded, well her husband is. But he’s out of town all the time and she’s always horny and looking for a boy toy to spoil.”
“Way to go, man,” Enrique laughed.
Enrique was married and his wife had no problems with women groping and fondling him, and him rubbing his hard body and cock against them. In fact, he met her at Club Mystique. As long as he doesn’t sleep with other women, she is fine, especially with all the money he makes from stripping.
Adonis kicked off his heavy expensive biker boots, and then undid his black tight fitting pants. He pulled them down his long muscular legs, exposing the tiny pair of briefs that barely covered his muscular bubble ass. Women loved his big ass. It wasn’t fat but firm and round. You can literally bounce a quarter off it. Enrique turned around and started to rub some oil on his body. The Brazilian’s smooth ass cheeks were like two smooth bowling balls separated by a narrow stripe of yellow material. Both of the strippers were smooth from the neck down. Adonis hooked his thumbs into his briefs and peeled them down. His 8 inch soft cock popped free and hung in front of his thick thighs.
Carlos, the youngest stripper at Mystique, came up to the two taller men. His track pants were snagging, showing off his American flag speedo that was stretched across his compacted bubble ass.
“Guys, you heard? Mystique is selling the club,” his Spanish accent was strong. He had an innocent boyish look to him, but on the stage he could get quite wild. Women loved the contest between his boyish features and steamy Latin moves.
“Where did you hear that from,” Enrique and Adonis both stopped oiling their bodies and asked in unison.
“The bouncer Thed told me. Him and the other security guys met the new owner. Said the guy was gay,” Carlos added.
Just then Hank, the MC and host for the shows, came backstage with two of the bouncers. The large bodybuilding bouncers were rolling a cart filled with bottle waters and began to hand out the bottles as the strippers gathered around.
“Guys, I have bad news to announce. Ms. Mystique has sold the club.”
There was a lot of grubbing and questions being thrown to Hank.
Hank held up his hands to get their attention, “The new owner is revamping the format of the bar but he wants to keep each of you on.”
Apollo, a dark hair Italian juice head that was dressed in a sleeveless police uniform, yelled, “what does “revamping the format” mean.”
There was more grubbing from the dancers.
Hank paused, then continued, “the new owner is making the club for a gay strip bar.”
“What?!” “Fuck no.”
“I’m not going to give a dude a lap dance,” Connor, a blonde shredded stud with a thin mustache and pierced nipples, yelled.
Connor was in a heavy firefighter jacket over a tiny thong. Iconally he was a real life firefighter in his day job. He received a fist bump from Apollo.
“My wife would kill me if I danced for men,” Enrique yelled. “Count me out,” he said and took a drink of the water.
There were shouts in agreement with Enrique.
“The owner will give each of you a $1,000 signing bonus if you stay on. I have already talked with the other workers and they all had agreed to stay,” Hank yelled over the dancers' protests.
“Fuck the money, we not going to perform for fags,” Scotty yelled throwing the towel from around his waist at Hank, leaving the bodybuilder naked.
Adonis was agreeing with his fellow strippers and was about to put his clothes back on and leave in protest but he suddenly felt woozy. In fact, the other dancers started to grow quiet as their protests faded. One by one the dancers were sitting down on the benches as they became dizzy. Hank then turned and nodded to the two bouncers. The bouncers pulled out visor headsets and began to put the helmet-like devices over each stripper’s head, covering their ears and eyes. Soon the muscular younger men were moaning in pleasure as their minds were bombarded with subliminal measures. Most strippers were motivated by money. The subliminal messages were geared to that motivation.
“Men tip more than women when they are aroused”
“Getting more tips make you so horny”
“It feels good making other men happy for bigger tips.”
“More you pleasure men the more tips you get, the more tips you get the more turn on you are”
“It is good to pleasure men”
“Your body is built to please other men”
“Your muscles need to be worshipped and used.”
“Money is your reward for obedience”
Over the next couple of hours, every muscle god was rock hard. Some were even leaking pre-cum from their throbbing cocks. Drool ran from their mouths as their minds were rewritten. Images of naked male strippers giving lap dances to other men and taking cocks up their asses and down their throats filled their eyes. Hank walked up before Adonis and stared down at Mystique's star performer. He was the oldest man working at the club. Hank was once the star dancer and lover for Ms. Mystique but when he got older and Ms. Mystique found out he was bisexual, he was pushed aside by studs like Adonis. Because he was still popular with the women and had a special space in Mystique’s heart, he was relegated to the MC position instead of being let go. However, he was left bitter. When Dr. Stone approached Hank and asked for his assistance to take over the club and its famous sexy studs, Hank readily agreed. He betrayed his former lover and sent her packing.
Hank smirked at his once rival and boldly reached his hands out to stroke Adonis’s pecs. The muscular straight stud opened his mouth to let out a moan and Hank pushed his finger into Adonis’s mouth. The younger dancer began to instinctively suck on the older man’s finger.
“That’s a good boy,” Hank whispered.
As Adonis sucked on one of his fingers, Hank reached his other hand down and gripped Adonis’s large cock through his briefs. Adonis groaned around the finger as his trapped cock was groped and squeezed. The cock felt huge against his hand. Hank couldn’t wait to fuck the sexy stud.
(To be continued)
From Pitcher to Catcher
I sit in my seat outside of my family’s private box suite on the hot summer day, enjoying the baseball game. My favorite pitcher was at the mound, throwing no hitters one after another. The blonde adonis looked sexy in his tight baseball pants. His uniform was tighter than most of the other players’, showing off his round bubble ass and his large cup. I had noticed a few women ogling the large bulge and had to smirk to myself. If they only knew under his extra large cup was a cockcage. His impressive cock was kept locked up during baseball season to keep him focused. Sammy raised up a leg as he was about to pitch the ball. His thighs were thick and his baseball player ass plumped. The jockstrap lines were clearly visible through the stretched worn baseball pants. His long black baseball socks showed off his well defined calves muscles. The look in his blue eyes was razor focus as he held the ball and his glove in front of his face. The sweat running from his blonde hair, sticking out from under his baseball cap, ran down his forehead. He then pitched the ball. The baseball flew through the air with force and speed.
“Strike three, you out,” the umpire shouted as the batter missed the ball.
Sammy’s teammate and the fans in the stands erupted in cheers as the team won. His teammates rushed the field to congratulate him. They patted him on the back, wrestling him to the ground before hoisting him up on their shoulders as their conquering hero.
After the ballpark cleared out, I made my way to the locker room. It was deserted as players had already showered and went off to celebrate their win. I made my way to the bathroom area off the main locker room, and found Sammy still in his uniform. He looked so sexy in the baseball uniform standing in front of the mirror, taking a selfie to post on social media for his adoring fans. He made sure he got a side view, showing his large bulge and his tight bubble butt. Sammy turned and smiled when he noticed me standing by the doorway.
“Good game,” I congratulated him as I moved toward him.
“Thank you, sir. I owe you a lot,” he replied as he turned to face me.
Sammy slowly knelt before me. I took his cap and turned it backwards. He looked up at me with those deep blue eyes looking for approval as he reached his hands out to undo my pants. My cock popped free and almost slapped him in the face. I smirked and gripped my cock. My cock was hard as I actually took it and slapped his handsome face. He closed his eyes and moaned while I rubbed my pre-cum against the day old growth of blonde beard. Sammy opened his mouth trying to take my thick cock into his mouth. I finally stopped teasing him and let him wrap his pouting lips around my cock. The baseball jock took my cock down his tight throat. He expertly worked his lips, tongue, and throat muscles over my thick cock. Sammy had came a long way since I first fucked his rookie mouth. He no longer had a gag reflex when taking my cock.
Fearing that I would cum too soon to enjoy my baseball jock, I reluctantly pulled him off my cock and onto his feet. Sammy was breathing hard as I then opened his uniform shirt, revealing his smooth, ripped torso. His nipples quickly grew erect as the AC breeze hit them. I noticed the look of discomfort in his blue eyes and I smiled, knowing that his locked cock was fighting to get hard. I peeled the jersey off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then I ran my hands down his muscular arms, feeling the hardness of his biceps and chisel triceps. Those arms delivered power when he threw the balls on the field and were perfect to grab hold of when fucking his tight bubble ass. I then moved my hands to his pecs, cupping them in my palms. He moaned as I squeezed and fondled them causing his cock to press against this cage. His nipples were hard as I ficked them between my fingers.
“Please,” he moaned.
I just smiled and continued my hands down his sculpted abs, tracing my fingers over the cobblestone abs and the veins of his lower stomach that disappeared into his uniform pants. Sammy turned away when I looked him in the eyes and grabbed him by his crotch. I felt the hardness of his cup and the cockcage under it. I know he was desperate to get hard even despite how painful it was becoming. Then I undid his belt and unzipped the pants, slowly peeling them down. Under his uniform pants he wore a pair of skin tight grey leggings. They were molded to his powerful legs like a second skin. I continued to pull the baseball pants down his legs and over his compression socks. He stepped out of the pants, keeping his cleats and socks on. His large mound and fat jock ass was more pronounced in the tights. I could even make out every chisel, defined muscle in his legs through the thin material. He moaned more intensely as I groped his crotch again. The cup was clearly visible through the tights. I moved behind him and made my jock boy face the mirror. He was fucking beautiful. He stood watching himself as I then slowly peeled the tights down and over his masculine hips and packed crotch. I revealed his amazing ass. The two smooth, fat yet firm ass cheeks were framed by the white jockstrap. I knelt as I continue to peel the tights down, over his socks and his baseball shoes. He obediently steps out of them. He looked so sexy standing there in his cleats, baseball socks, jockstrap, and baseball cap. Sammy was the living image of a sexy, dumb jock. I ran my hands up his powerful, blonde legs as I knelt behind him, running my hands over the defined quads and broad hamstrings to his perfect ass. I squeezed and kneaded the muscular cheeks, spreading them. His hole was tight and inviting. I couldn’t resist leaning in and burying my face in between those beautiful, powerful ass cheeks. He moaned and whimpered as my tongue flicked and probed his jockpussy.
“Please, Fffuck,” Sammy moaned.
I continued to rim him. While my tongue was fucking him, driving him wild in lust against his cockcage, I slapped those flawless ass cheeks. To Sammy's relief, I finally pulled away from his wet, now loose hole and slowly kissed my way up his back. I licked the v of his lower back where the cords of muscles merged to create the topshelf of his incredible ass. It was there that his only tattoo was, my initials within a sunburst design. I paused to admire the detailed artwork that I had designed and then I kissed it.
When I stood up straight behind him, I reached around his narrow waist, my own exposed cock pressing against his ass as I reached into his jockstrap pocket and pulled out his cup. It however gave him very little relief. I put his cup to his face and made him take a deep breath of his own musk. His eyes feathered and he let out a low groan.
“Good boy,” I whispered into his left ear, my tongue linking his earlobe.
“Please,” Sammy muffled, begging through the jock cup.
Sammy obediently kept his cup over his nose and mouth, while I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off. Around my neck on a gold chain was the gold key to his cockcage. Once I was naked, he dropped the cup but remained standing there. I reached around him and pulled the jockstrap’s pouch aside, exposing the steel cockcage. I released Sammy only when the team wins and then I fuck him. I had trained him to equate his release with winning and his release with getting fucked. Winning equal pleasure. I reached around him again with the key in hand and began to unlock the steel device. As the cockcage fell open onto the floor, his cock quickly grew rock hard and full mast. He moaned in pleasure and relief.
Meanwhile, I gripped him by the narrow waist and aimed my hard throbbing cock between his fat jock cheeks. Sammy obediently leaned forward, bracing himself against the wall mirror. I then pulled him toward me while I thrust into him.
“Fffuck, yes, fuck me,” he threw his head back and cried out.
Sammy was feeling unbelievable pleasure as I began to move in and out of him. In return his tight jockpussy felt unbelievable. The anal muscles gripped my cock like a vice. They flexed and milked my cock trying to keep me deep inside him while I plowed him. The tough jock boy was moaning like a slut as my cock slid in and out of him. I held the waistband of his jockstrap using it like reigns as I rode and pound his ass. Each time deeper and harder. Sammy still wore his cleats, black baseball socks, jockstrap, and baseball cap. His eyes had rolled back into his head as he opened his mouth to moan. Sammy’s cock remained rock hard and throbbing as I rammed in and out of his jockpussy. However, I had trained him not to cum until I told him to. All jocks must be trained in self control.
I finally felt sorry for Sammy. He was such a good jock boy.
I thrusted all the way into him, pressing my body against his sweaty back, I then whispered into his ear, “cum for me.”
It was like a flood gate being let open. Sammy cried out louder and waves of pleasure coursed through him. His cock erupted, shooting his load onto the mirror in front of him. His jock ass muscles spasmed around my cock, gripping it tighter as he came over and over. I couldn’t hold out and quickly followed, cumming deep inside him. I remained buried inside him making sure he got it all. After I had nothing left for my jock, I slid out of him. Exhausted, he fell to the floor like a rag doll.
THE WRESTLER Part 2
“Doctor Stone,” Isaac knocked on the door of the Professor’s laboratory.
“Come in. Uh, you must be Isaac,” the doctor stood up from his desk as the 5’6 college wrestler stepped into his office.
The doctor’s eyes roamed over the compact body in the skin tight singlet. Although Isaac was short, he made up for it with his muscular chisel body stuffed into the tight singlet. The boy was cocky and radiated arrogance as he strutted into the office.
“Coach told me to come and see you,” Isaac sounded annoyed as he caught the older man checking him out.
The coach told him that he was having problems with focusing and ordered Isaac to see the Professor for help. However, he didn’t know why he had to wear his singlet, jockstrap, and wrestling shoes to see the Professor, as the coach told him to. On top of that the Professor was obviously checking him out. Despite many people thinking, especially gays, that wrestling was homoerotic, the truth was that most wrestlers homophobic, including Isaac.
“Yes, he said you have problems focusing on wrestling and it affecting your abilities on the mat,” the doctor pulled his eyes away from the boy’s packed crotch and powerful legs.
“Yeah, that's what he says. I don’t think I’m having any problems,” Isaac sounded cocky.
The doctor walked behind the wrestler and closed, and discreetly locked, the door. When he turned his eyes fell on Isaac’s ass. It looked like the boy had two soccer balls solved into the back of his singlet. The spandex material looked like it was being swallowed up by the large powerful boy ass.
“Sit on the exam table and We can start with basic physical stats,” the doctor picked up the stethoscope.
Isaac shrugged his shoulders and hopped his big ass on to the table. The wrestler’s powerful legs dangled off the edge of the exam table. The doctor placed the cold stethoscope to the smooth bare skin of the well developed upper chest. He stood close to Isaac, unable to help himself from inhaling the boy’s scent. The jock’s smell good. Stone pushed his stethoscope into the singlet while listening to the strong, healthy heartbeat. He placed a hand on the muscle layered upper back and shoulders. The wrestler took a loud annoyed breath.
The doctor pulled away, smiling, “everything sounds good.”
Isaac let out a smirk. Doctor Stone turned to the table by the exam table and picked up a large syringe.
“What that,” Isaac’s eyes widened.
“No worries, just a vitamin B shot,” the doctor removed the cap and prepared the shot.
The doctor then placed the needle against the wrestler’s muscular right bicep and injected the serum into the tight, flawless skin.
“Now I’m going to place a helmet over your head to test your focus,” the doctor returned the now empty syringe to the table and picked up a visor with built-in headphones.
Stone placed the visor over the younger man’s eyes and ears. He then walked over to the computer at his desk and pressed a series of buttons. The visor began to flash in Isaac’s eyes while subliminal messages began to bombard his mind. The drugs the Professor injected him relaxed Isaac’s mind and made him acceptable to the reprogramming. Images of muscular men, including his own coach and teammates, getting fucked and used flashed in his mind. He saw his coach naked, his long muscular legs wrapped around the Professor’s waist as Dr. Stone fucked the muscle man’s ass. He heard over and over how good it was to submit and obey.
“Getting fucked is pleasurable. Winning is pleasurable. When a jock wins, he get fucked. Jocks must serve, must obey. All good jocks obey their masters. They win because they obey.”
Issac’s mind was spinning. He was straight but it was so hard to think as over and over his mind was bombarded. His singlet began to bulge obscenely as his cock grew rock hard, while drool was running down his chin.
“Jocks don’t need to think, they only obey”
Dr. Stone couldn’t resist from feeling up the wrestler’s thick shoulders, rubbing and massaging the mountainous traps. The older man’s touch was making the boy harder and reinforcing his position as a submissiveness. The doctor moved his hands down and felt up the wrestler’s muscular chest. Isaac’s body was tight and shredded. He was a perfect specimen. Dr. Stone appreciated the wrestler’s discipline. The strict diet, the training. The singlet grew tighter around the boy’s crotch as his mind and personality got rewritten.
Finally the programming was completed. The doctor ran his hands over the tight singlet as he moved in front of his new slave and he then removed the visor from the wrestler’s head. Once his eyes were freed from the visor, Isaac blinked and looked up at Dr. Stone. The look on his handsome youthful face went from confusion to blissful devotion and lust. Dr. Stone smiled at Isaac and placed his hands on the boy’s shoulders. As he began to peel the singlet shoulder straps off Isaac’s shredded shoulders, Isaac wrapped his powerful, thick legs around the older man’s waist pulling him closer. Isaac’s hard, bulging crotch pressed against the doctor’s. The straight wrestler remained sitting on the exam table as the doctor peeled the straps off his shoulders and down his shredded arms. The doctor exposed the wrestler’s chisel pecs, and pointed, firm nipples. There was no protest as his sculpted cobblestone abs. Dr. Stone then moved his hands to the thick muscular quads that were wrapped around his waist. They were smooth and strong as the older man felt up the wrestler’s legs and thighs. Isaac obediently lifted his hips to assist the Professor in peeling the singlet over his ass. The boy’s jockstrap was barely containing his cock.
Dr. Stone leaned in and kissed Isaac’s thick wrestler neck. Isaac closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure while his new master kissed and nibbled up the cords of muscles of his neck.
Stone nibbled on Isaac’s right earlobe, “Get on your hands and knees in the wrestling bottom position.”
“Yes, sir,” the cocky jock moaned.
Isaac slid off the exam table and down to his hands and knees, in the wrestling starting position. His exquisite jock framed ass was facing the Professor. Isaac’s wide hamstrings were spread as Dr. Stone knelt behind the wrestler. He gripped the smooth plump cheeks, spreading them, exposing the jock boy’s hole. The pink rosebud flexed and wrinkled at the older man. The straight jock boy suddenly had the overwhelming desire to be fucked and used. The Professor stroked the tight boy hole, teasing it and causing Isaac to moan in pleasure. Stone then leaned closer and pressed his face between the large ass cheeks. Isaac had never been rimmed before. He whither in lust and moaned as the tongue probed his virgin hole. As he rimmed the sweet boy's ass, Stone kneaded and slapped the flawless cheeks. Stone pulled his face away and pushed a finger into the wet hole, stretching it. He then began to rotate between rimming and fingering the hole. The older man thought of all the possibilities for the beautiful jock boy after he was thoroughly trained.
Once he had thoroughly lubed and loosen Isaac’s hole, Professor Stone pulled his face from the smooth ass cheeks and stood up. He admired the beautiful ass as he undid his pants, pulling out his thick, large cock. Isaac placed his strong arms under his head, and buried his handsome youthful face against his smooth veiny forearms. He braced himself as he felt the Professor kneeling behind him. The Professor pressed his thick cock head against the tight virgin hole.
“Relax your hole. You're going to feel only pleasure,” Stone instructed.
Then with a grunt the Professor penetrated Isaac’s perfect bubble ass.
“Fffuck,” Isaac cried out.
However, instead of pain, he felt only pure pleasure. His boy cock was still hard rock, trapped in the tight confines of his jockstrap. It was throbbing and leaking, soaking the pouch. The Professor eased out and thrusted back in, driving the boy into pure ecstasy. As a result, Isaac pushed his ass backwards for more. His moans were loud.
Professor Stone thrust all the way into the jock boy. His cock buried deep as he laid against the muscle layered back. Their bodies were sweaty as they pressed against each other.
He whispered in Isaac’s ear, “cum for me, now.”
“Fffuck, yes, sir,” Isaac cried out.
Isaac's entire body spasmed and tensed. His ass muscles clamped down like a vice around the Professor’s cock. He cried out and without pulling his cock out of his jockstrap nor touching himself, he came hard. Wave after wave of cum filled the jockstrap pouch. Cum ran out of the pouch down the thick thighs. With Isaac’s powerful anal muscles flexing and spasming around the Professor’s cock, it didn’t took Dr. Stone long to follow Isaac. He came deep inside Isaac’s hole, breeding and seeding his newest slave.
From Cash Master to Cash Cow
Jared pumped out each heavy barbell chest press. He grunted loud as he completed the last rep before Joey gripped the bar and helped to re-rack.
“Fuckk, Yeah, man,” Jared yelled as he sat up on the bench and flexed his huge arms. His muscles were budging and pumped.
“You’re a beast man,” Joey clasped his friend on the massive shoulders and they gripped each other’s fists together. “Dude, is that a new watch,” Joey couldn’t help but notice the gold Rolex on his friend’s wrist.
Jared looked down at the watch, “oh yeah, a dude sent it to me as a gift.”
“Man, you telling me some pathetic fag sent you a Rolex for watching you jacking off,” Joey whispered.
Jared looked around to make sure none of the gym patrons could hear, “yeah, man. I made enough to pay off my car and to buy Shannon the engagement ring.”
“You paid off your new Jeep,” Joey was impressed.
“You should give it a try. With a face and body like yours you will make a killing,” Jared stood up.
Joey faced the mirror and flexed his huge arms and oversized pecs. He turned and then lifted the stringer, revealing his smooth 6 pack abs. His muscles were huge due to years of working out and steroids. The only thing bigger than his muscles was his ego.
“Sure, man. Old fags check you out all the time anyway and they would pay a lot to subscribe to the site to see you naked. And if you are really nice and tease them, they will give you big tips,”Jared started to add another 45lb weight onto each side of the bar for Joey’s set at the branch press.
“I don’t know if I want them ogling over all this,” Joey flexed his muscles as he sat on the bench.
“Dude, just think of all the money you’re get from teasing those losers. I will send you a link for new models when I get home,” Jared said before Joey laid on the bench and Jared helped him lift the bar from the rack.
Jared was Joey’s best friend. Besides being the two biggest guys in the gym and the only ones that can keep up with each other in lifting, their overinflated egos were the same size. More importantly Joey trusted Jared. They were musclehead bros and their bond was inseparable.
After the gym, Joey went out with the hot new female trainer at the gym that he had spent a week trying to get her number. The date was short and she ended up giving him a blow job in his car in front of her apartment. He held down her head by her blond hair as he shot his load down her throat. As a result he was feeling good when he came back to his own apartment. He dropped his keys on the table by the door and couldn’t resist from flexing in the mirror.
“Damn you look good. No wonder the bitch couldn’t keep her hands off you,” he smirked at himself in the mirror.
Joey then peeled off his shirt. He smiled and began to flex and bounced his large pecs. Joey put his hands up to his chest and started feeling up his chest. He got him hard just from feeling his own muscles. Joey then remembered the email from Jared about the webcam site. He headed over to his computer and turned it on. After finding the email he clicked the link.
“Welcome to JockMeat,” flashed on the screen
Please complete the application and follow instructions completely
There were several flashes before the application started. Joey blinked several times as the monitor flashes. He then began to fill out each question.
Sexual Orientation: straight
Age: 27
Hair: brown
Eyes: green
On and on, after each screen there were more flashes. The basic information questions became more and more harder for Joey to answer. When it asked him dick size, he found himself truthfully telling his real size, 5inches hard.
Another flash, turn on the webcam and take a full body nude picture from each side.
Another flash shone in Joey’s eyes and he found himself standing up and pulling down his pants and underwear. He then turned as the webcam took pictures of each side. Joey had no idea why he was rock hard. His 5” cock pointing straight ahead.
Good boy, please sit back down and do not look away from the computer while your application is being reviewed.
Joey sat naked in his chair as the monitor started to flash and a bright color spiral began. He couldn’t look away or move as the spiral flashes and spins before his eyes. All thought or idea of time faded from the jock’s mind. His conscious mind couldn’t make out the images and words quickly flashing before his glazed eyes.
Obeying in pleasure
Dumb is good
Obedience is pleasure
Your muscles need to be used by other men
Your body is for other men pleasure
Images of bodybuilders and muscular men getting fucked in the mouth and ass flashes so quick. Joey’s cock was swollen and throbbing. Finally after two hours the flashes and spiral stopped.
You have been approved MUSCLEALPHAJOEY!
Joey blinked and found himself in a chat room. His image, looking muscular and dumb filled the screen with about two dozen names listed along the side. Comments began to fill the bottom of the screen.
Damn he’s hot
Look at those muscles
Sexy
Flex those muscles big boy
He beautiful
Joey was getting off on the comments. He lifted his huge arms, showing off how big they are. Joey even leaned over and kissed his biceps. He watched the likes numbers increasing and the constant sound of tips being received.
“You like that,” he smirked at the webcam
Fuck yea, big boy
Look at those pecs
Flex those babies, make them dance
Joey began to flex and bounce each heavy pecs. He flexed them separately and then together, making them dance.
Hot!
Play with your tits
Joey found himself reaching his hands up to his large brown nipples and began to twist them. It felt so good. He let out a deep man as he twist and pinched his own nipples.
Hot
Sexy
I think he likes it
Definitely a muscle slut
Beautiful
The comments kept him hard and throbbing.
Show us your ass
Let see your hole
Joey wanted to tell the men no. He was straight and not going to show fags his ass and hole. However, Joey felt compelled to obey the men. He stood up from his chair and turned around. His ass was big and plump, large smooth ass cheeks molded by years of football, wrestling, and squats. He found himself bending forward and pushing his ass out. Joey popped his left leg up on the chair and reached behind him to spread his ass cheeks.
What a tight manpussy
It look fuckable
I would love to eat it
I would fuck it
Finger yourself
Joey was turning red in the face embarrassment but at the same time he was still hard and aroused. He found himself reaching a finger around his huge ass and stroked his hole. There was an increase in likes and tips, encouraging him to go further. It felt so natural and good to obey.
“Fffuck,” he moaned as he gently eased a finger into his virgin hole.
Joey had never let another person touch his hole or even had touched it himself. Now he was fingering his asshole. The sounds of online likes and tips being received drove him further. He moved the finger in and out of his hole. Deeper, stroking his insides. He continued to look over his broad shoulders at the screen. He watched himself finger fucking himself and all the comments
I think he enjoying it
I think so also
Keep on boy, finger fuck that tight hole
Let see you sit down and Jack off while fingering your pussy.
Joey pulling his finger out of his hole and sit back in the chair. He adjusted the webcam so his hard cock was exposed. He lifted his muscular legs and rested his feet on the desk. Joey then pushed the finger back into his hole. With one hand finger fucking himself, he wrapped his other fist around his cock and began to jerk off.
He not very big
He make up for the length with the thickness
Go on boy, jerk and finger yourself faster
He beautiful
Hot
Joey jerked faster and faster as he moved his finger in and out of himself. The sounds of likes and tips got more frequent and louder, encouraging him to go faster and harder. Finally he couldn’t last any longer. He lifted his hot ass off the chair, thrusting his hips into the air. Joey was in ecstasy as he threw his head back and cried out. His cock then exploded as he sent cum flying in the air. It landed on his chest, face, hair, and on the computer screen. He collapsed exhausted in the chair. The last thing he saw before passing out was:
Yeah, he a good muscle slut
The next morning Joey woke to find himself still sitting at his computer desk and naked. He was covered in his own dry cum and sweat. Joey clicked on his computer and found that he had made $1,000 in tips for just a 30 minute show.
Fire and rescue
The fire station was dark and quiet as most of the men who were working the night shift were asleep. However, it wasn’t completely silent. In the communal room down stairs there were low murmurs and groans. Captain Clinton and the rookie Hayden couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
“Please, fuck me,” Hayden moaned as he pulled away from kissing his captain.
“My god, I can't believe we are doing this,” the older man replied as he undid the rookie’s belt.
“I’m straight, but I need it so bad. I can’t stop. Fuck me,” Hayden was breathing heavily as he pulled down Clinton’s uniform pants and fished out the hard throbbing cock,
“Ssshh, we can’t afford to wake the other guys upstairs,” the Captain pulled down the younger man’s pants.
Clinton then turned Hayden around and roughly pushed him face down on the desk. The Captain grunted as he thrusted in and out of the rookie Hayden’s tight ass. The younger man was bent over the desk, his uniform pants down around his boots. He was moaning low trying not to disturb or draw attention from the other men that were asleep upstairs. The captain’s grip was tight on Hayden’s waist. Hayden’s ass felt so good around his cock. He was so tight. The younger man’s eyes rolled back into his head as his prostate was rammed over and over. The younger man couldn’t hold out. With the Captain’s cock deep inside him, Hayden came. He shot his load onto the desk without touching himself. As he came his ass muscles clamped down on the captain’s cock, and began to milk it. The Captain moaned and had the most intense orgasm he had in years. He hasn't came that hard and long in years. Clinton pulled out of his subordinate ass, letting the younger man up. Neither firefighter said a word as they redressed into their uniforms. They didn’t even make eye contact. Hayden, the youngest of the firemen, was the first to speak.
“Fuck, I don’t believe we just did that,” Hayden sit in the chair and pulled his pants legs down over his boots.
“You can’t tell anyone,” Clinton said as he belted and zipped up his pants.
“Who I’m going to tell, Cap. Fuck, you will did a number on my ass,” Hayden groaned as he stretched, gripping his ankles with his hands.
His ass hurt and he could feel his Captain’s cum leaking from his ass. Hayden’s eyes kept looking up at the muscular, older firefighter’s crotch as Captain Clinton stuffing his cock back into his pants. Hayden’s mouth felt dry and he swallowed. He then tried to look away but he found himself wanting more. Clinton looked up and saw the younger man staring. Like Hayden, he never had a gay thought in his head until just an hour ago. He didn’t know how it happened. All he knew he found himself wanting to fuck Hayden’s tight round ass. The two firefighters found themselves staring at each other once again. Finally Hayden slid off the chair and on to his knees.
“We can’t do this again. We're going to be discovered,” Clinton tried to protest as Hayden reached out and unzipped the captain’s pants. “Oh, Fffuck,” the Captain moaned as Hayden fished out his cock and wrapped his lips around the fat cock head.
Hayden could still taste Clinton’s cum and Hayden’s own ass on the Captain’s cock head. Previously the very thought of sucking a cock would have freaked Hayden out. Now however he was licking the fat cock and worshipping it as if it was the most beautiful and important thing in his life. It was the cock that had deflowered his virgin manpussy. It had plowed and seeded his ass and made him cum without touching himself.
Clinton closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of his fellow firefighter’s mouth on his cock. He gripped the younger man’s head and guided it on and off his cock. The Captain was a happily married, heroesexual male, however, when he was fucking Hayden’s tight ass earlier he never came so hard and much in his life. He began to thrusted his muscular hips faster, fucking the tight boy mouth, as re-lived fucking Hayden’s ass. Meanwhile, Hayden reached around Clinton and grabbed his Captain’s muscular ass. He squeezed the hard glutes as he took as much of the older man’s cock into his mouth. Neither man saw the stranger standing by the door, smiling. The stranger turned and headed up the stairs.
Upstairs in the firehouse bunk rooms, Hank was having an uneasy night sleep. Sweat was running over his smooth, muscular body as he tossed and turned. He kicked off the sheets on the small cot, revealing his hard cut cock poking out of his boxers’s hole. The cock was throbbing and leaking pre-cum as he was dreaming. Hank dreamed that he and the squad were returning from a fire. He jumped off the fire truck but instead of being in the heavy firefighting coat, his ripped, flawless torso was bare. His pierced nipples were exposed. He could even feel the air of the station’s AC hitting them making his cock hard in the thick firefighting pants. Then Hank saw Mr. Glee standing in the station between the large fire trucks. The small built man had brought the small shop next to the station a few months ago. Every day the shop owner brought the firefighters food and drink, and he became almost like family to them. Hank was one of his favorites. He was so cocky and even arrogant, obsessed with his body and looks. Hank was a womanizer, always flirting even though he was married with kids.
In the dream, Hank dreamed that he approached the shopkeeper, slowly peeling the suspenders off his broad shoulders and eased them down his tone, powerful arms. He let the pants fall to his booted feet. Hank found himself naked in just his rubber boots and fire hat. His impressive cock stood straight ahead. The notorious cock was well known in the fire station and among numerous women in town. In his dream his chisel body was completely smooth, all of his proud manly body hair was gone. He continued to walk toward the smaller man. They were alone. When he stood before the smaller man, Mr. Glee reached out and ran his hands over the sensitive nipple piercings causing Hank’s cock to jerk more and caused the taller, masculine firefighter to moan in pleasure. The man then moved his hands over the large pecs, and up to the powerful shoulders. He lightly pressed on the shoulders pushing Hank down onto his knees. The arrogant alpha firefighter sank to his knees and he stared up at the older man before opening his mouth obediently. Hank moaned in his sleep as he worshipped the master’s cock in his dream.
Hank jerked himself awake on the cot. The sheets were soaked with his sweat and cum ran down his hard shaft. Standing by the foot of the bed was Mr. Glee. The older Asian man didn’t say a word and only smiled at the beautiful 6’5 muscle stud laying on the bed. Hank didn’t look away as he realized that the smaller man was naked. The masculine alpha firefighter’s eyes widened as he saw how thick and large the Asian man’s cock was. Without taking his eyes off the cock, Hank reached down and peeled off his boxers, leaving himself naked. The straight firefighter then pulled his long muscular legs up until his knees were pressing against his chest. Hank was nervous and aroused as he exposed his manpussy.
“I’m not, am I not gay,” tears ran from the normally arrogant stud’s eyes
The Asian man moved closer, stroking his hard cock. Glee moved onto the bed, between Hank’s spread, lifted legs.
“Please,” Hank whispered, his eyes remaining locked on Glee’s.
“Just relax. You are going to feel only pleasure,” the older man whispered as he pressed his cock against Hank’s tight virgin hole.
“Fffuck,” Hank grunted as he felt the huge cock pushed into him.
Hank threw his head back and moaned. He couldn’t believe how good it felt. It shouldn’t feel that good. He never been fucked before in his life. The only thing ever in his ass was a tongue or woman finger, nothing as large as the huge cock that Glee was pushing into him. The Asian man pulled out and rammed back in. Over and over, each time deeper and harder. Hank let his powerful legs fall on the smaller man’s shoulders as he gripped the head rail of the cot. The thrusts were hard and rough. Hank was taking it and enjoying it. He tried to flex his ass muscles around the cock to keep it inside of him. Glee pushed all the way into Hank.
“Cum for me,” Glee whispered.
Hank threw his head back and grunted. With his incredible ass still tight around the cock, he arched his muscular back and shot his load high into the air. The spray of thick cum landed on his face. The cum ran down his masculine handsome face, mustache and goatee. As he came, Glee quickly followed, depositing his seed deep inside his slave.
Glee been drugging and slowly turning the firefighters into his slaves. Soon he would have complete control of the entire station.
The Cruise Spot
Officer Matthias slowly drove his patrol car through the wandering park road. Recent reports of gays cruising and indecent exposure reports at the park prompted an increase in patrols. Matthias approached the back lot and pulled into the parking lot when he spotted a soldier in his camouflage uniform sitting alone at one of the park tables in the deserted picnic area. The police officer got out of his cruiser and walked up the path to the tables. He figured the soldier was from the nearby army base. Matthias was hoping the soldier wasn’t doing what the veteran police officer already suspected him of doing. He doesn’t understand why gays continued to use the park to cruise when there was so many online sites and apps for them to hook up with. However, in the recent weeks there were an uptick of reports of gay men cruising there and having sex in the park at all times of the day and night. Most of the reports involved men from the army base.
“Hello, soldier,” Matthias spoke in his authoritative voice as he came up behind the soldier.
The younger man turned his head toward Matthias and replied in a southern drawl, “Officer.”
“What are you doing here,” Matthias inquired.
Matthais hands on his gun belt, looking intimidating. The soldier was younger than Matthias and from how the uniform fit his body, he was in excellent physical shape. The younger man was handsome with dark hair sticking out from under his army cap and dark brown eyes.
“Waiting, sir,” the soldier replied as he looked up at the police officer
“This spot is very notorious as a gay cruise, hook up spot. Are you aware of that?”
Something was off about the soldier, Matthias thought to himself. The expression on the soldier’s was blank and even dumb looking.
“Yes, sir,” the soldier replied.
“You said you are waiting? Who are you waiting for,” Matthias founding his suspension growing.
“My master,” the soldier replied.
Matthias stepped closer and then noticed the soldier was holding his cock in his right hand, stroking it.
“Boy, what the fuck are you doing? This is a public park! Put your cock back into your pants and leave the park now. I don’t want to have to arrest you, but if you don't comply I have no choice,” Matthias ordered.
“My master ordered me to stay here until he comes to get me. He ordered me to suck and let any man to fuck me,” the soldier look up at Matthias with a lustfull, hungry look in his brown eyes.
The soldier’s uncut cock was rock hard as he stroked it. Matthias found himself staring at it as the soldier moved his smooth foreskin up and down the thick shaft.
With his free hand the soldier reached over and began to stroke Matthias’s crotch through his uniform.
“Stop, back off,” Matthias jumped, his hand moving to his gun.
However, as the soldier began to stroke his trapped cock, Matthias found his cock hardening in his uniform pants.
“I’m, am . . Straight,” Matthias breathed heavily.
The soldier ignored the police officer’s protest and continued to stroke and squeezed Matthias’s cock.
“Oh mmm,” Matthias felt so good as he moaned.
He was straight, never had a gay desire in his life, and was happily married. However, it felt so good. He just stood there, hands on his gun belt watching the younger man stroking and groping his crotch. The soldier let go of his own throbbing cock and reached out with both hands to Matthias’s crotch. He lifted the utility belt and then undid the uniform pants’ belt. The soldier then undid Matthias’ pants and eased them down his muscular legs. Matthias was a runner and it shows in his legs. They were muscular and well defined. His uniform shirt barely hides the packed white briefs. The soldier then cupped the police officers balls and hard cock through the cotton briefs. Matthias closed his eyes and moaned as the younger soldier fondled and groped him. The younger man then moved one hand behind the police officer and grabbed Matthias’s meaty cop ass. While holding the police officer by the ass, the soldier used his other hand to pull down the front of the briefs and freed Matthias’s cock. The cop cock slapped the soldier in the face as it popped free. Matthias cock hard was an angry red as it throbbed and leaking pre-cum. The soldier looked up at the officer and leaned forward to lick the large cock head with his tongue. The soldier’s puppy dog eyes continued to stare up at the police officer looking for approval as he licked the cock and then took it into his mouth. Matthias never had such a good blow job as he was now experiencing. He gripped the soldier by his cap and began to thrust in and out of his sweet boy mouth. The soldier took the cock into his mouth and down his throat without any gag reflex. He was working it like a pro. Matthias was enjoying it so much that he didn’t care that the soldier had pushed his briefs down and was squeezing and groping his muscular ass cheeks. In fact it was turning Matthias on even more as his ass was roughly squeezed and fondled. He picked up his pace in fucking the soldier’s mouth. The skilled soldier continued to keep up, taking the cock deep down his throat and working his tongue over the thick cock.
The well trained police officer was so absorbed in the soldier’s talented mouth that Matthias didn’t notice the car parking beside his patrol car, and the older man getting out of the car. The well dressed man was smiling as approached Matthias from behind. Matthias had his eyes closed and head thrown back as he enjoyed the soldier’s mouth.
“You did well, private,” the stranger stated as he grabbed each of Officer Matthias’ ass cheeks.
“What, the,” Matthias was woken from his bliss.
“Ssshh, Officer, just relax,” the man whispered into his ear as his hands pushed into Matthias’s briefs, easing them down over the muscular ass.
“Who are you,” Matthias was breathing hard as the stranger began to kiss down the thick cords of muscles of the police officer’s neck.
The soldier continued to bobbed his head on and off Matthias’s cock while the man kneaded and spread the officer’s muscular ass cheeks.
“I’m Andrew’s, here, master. You did very Private,” the man patted the soldier on the head and returned his hand to Matthias’s ass.
The soldier gave a muffled reply but kept working the police officer’s cock.
“Yes, you did very well,” the stranger continued to feel the muscular smooth ass cheeks.
Matthias could only moan in response. He could hear and feel the stranger undo his pants and pull out his cock. Matthias then gripped the soldier’s head tight as he felt the stranger’s thick cock head pressing between the ass cheeks. Private Andrew pulled his head off the officer’s cock and stood up. He then pulled Matthias’s uniform shirt out of his utility belt and proceeded to unbutton the shirt. Matthias didn’t protest as he continued to feel the fat cock head pressing against his tight virgin ass. It felt so good. Andrew obediently continues to undress the Officer. He eased the shirt off Matthias’s broad shoulders and down the muscular arms. Andrew then unfastened Matthias' bulletproof vest and pulled it off. Lastly he pulled off the t-shirt, leaving Officer Matthias naked in the middle of the park between the two men, in just his gunbelt and blue uniform necktie. However, Matthias had no concern or care as he felt the cock pushing through his outer ring, penetrating him.
“Oh fuck,” Matthias moaned in pure ecstasy as he was penetrated for the first time.
He was feeling unbelievable pleasure as the stranger’s cock pushed deeper, stretching him. The thick cock then pulled out and thrust hard back into him. His virgin prostate was getting plowed over and over, hard and deep. The stranger grabbed Matthias’s necktie and pulled it back to use it as reigns as he pounded in and out the coppussy. Meanwhile, private Andrew knelt back onto his knees in front of Matthias and took the cock back into his mouth. Matthias was enjoying both the tight throat on his cock and the thick cock in his ass. He couldn’t hold off any longer. Matthias grabbed hold of the soldier’s head and pushed his cock as far as possible. His ass gripped the master’s cock like a vice as he came hard. Wave after wave of cum flooded down the soldier’s throat while his ass milked the master’s cock.
The wrestler
“So you wanted to speak about some of my wrestlers,” the tall muscular wrestling coach stood at Dr. Stone’s office door.
Coach Casto’s voice was deep and intimidating as he spoke. Dr. Stone couldn’t help from getting a hard on from the sexy voice and the coach’s hard thick muscles. Although the coach was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and sweatshirt with the university’s logo, his powerful legs and packed crotch were on full display through the otherwise baggy sweatpants. The coach snared at the doctor as he caught the older man checking him out.
“What some water,” the doctor picked up a bottle and handed it to the smug coach.
The doctor knew the coach had come from practice and was obviously thirsty. Casto didn’t say a word as he grabbed the bottle out of the doctor’s hand and drank it down.
“So what do you want to talk about,” the Coach demanded.
Dr. Stone needed to buy time, he began to discuss the results of the physicals he had conducted on each wrestler and discussed the problems of focusing that some of the more cocky wrestlers were having. As Stone rumbled on, the coach himself was having a hard time focusing. Finally the muscular coach fell limp in the chair, with a line of drool running out of his mouth down his chisel jawline and cuff chin.
The doctor smiled at the immobile coach as he lifted his left hand and let it fall back down helplessly. The coach was awake and there was terror in his grey eyes as he was unable to move his powerful muscles. It was a struggle for the doctor to strip the athletically muscular coach out of his clothes. The doctor pulled down the sweatpants down the muscular legs, displaying the coach’s white briefs. Then he lifted Coach Casto’s helpless arms over his head and lifted then pulled the sweatshirt up slowly revealing the coach’s tight abs and large full pecs. The doctor continued until he had pulled the shirt over the coach’s head and let the muscular arms fall to the coach’s lap. Dr. Stone saw why the coach was so popular to the female students and staff and many of the males on campus as well. His body was beautiful and flawless. The doctor freely ran his hands down the coach’s body as the straight coach sat helplessly. Doctor Stone then put a visor headset over the coach’s eyes and ears.
“I will be back Coach Casto, I have a date with the sexy quarterback. By the time I return you will be a whole new self,” the doctor squeezed the coach’s brief covered crotch hard, causing Casto to groan. “Oh, I have a surprise for you behind the screen after you are done.”
For the next several hours, the coach sat immobilized as images and subliminal messages bombarded his mind, rewriting him. His cock was hard in his briefs as images of muscular men like himself was sucking cocks and getting fucked up their muscular ass.
When Dr. Stone returned to his laboratory and found the seat empty and the visor lying on the floor, alongside Casto’s discarded briefs. The doctor picked up the white briefs and smiled. The briefs were soaked with cum. He dropped the briefs.
“You can come out now,” the doctor called out.
Coach Casto stepped out from behind the screen in his team’s white singlet and stood before the doctor. He crossed his muscular arms across his huge spandex covered pecs as he stared straight ahead. The doctor was impressed with his own handy work. The tall sexy coach just stood there without a thought in his pretty head.
“What is your purpose,” the doctor asked.
The doctor pulled his white coat back and put his hands in his pocket as he inspected the once cocky jock in front of him. The coach was exquisite. His body was more muscular than any of college jock wrestlers. The singlet was like a second skin displaying every bulging muscle and sexy curve.
“To serve and obey. To pleasure my master,” the coach’s masculine voice sounds empty of emotion.
The doctor pulled his hands from his pocket and placed a hand on Casto’s crotch. He was pleased when the coach didn’t protest but he felt the straight jock’s cock harden against his hand. Casto continued to stare straight ahead as the doctor fondled and groped his hard cock in the skin tight singlet. While rubbing his palm against the bulging crotch, the doctor thought of all the possibilities after the coach assisted him in enslaving Casto’s beloved wrestlers. Turning the coach and the wrestlers into a harem of obedient jocks, each one programmed to serve and obey.
The doctor pulled his hand away from the Coach’s hard-on, “you will wrestle me but you are unable to win.”
The doctor unzipped his pants and stripped to his boxer-briefs.
“Yes, master,” the coach obediently knelt and leaned toward the older man.
They began to struggle against each other, groping each other. Despite all of the wrestling coach’s muscles and training, he was unable to get the better of the doctor. The coach’s huge muscles were bulging and flexing against the doctor. His cock was rock hard in the spandex singlet as the doctor gripped and fondled his cock. The coach found his cock so sensitive to the older man’s touch that he found it hard to focus to get an upper hand. The doctor grabbed the shoulder straps of the coach’s singlet and pulled them off the twin mountains of his shoulders. The spandex material ripped, exposing the left bare shoulder and pectoral. The air on the coach’s bare nipple caused it to become erect. The doctor continued to pull, ripping the singlet more. The coach was covered in a layer of sweat as he tried to gain an upper hand on the older, smaller man, but to no avail. The doctor then grabbed the coach by his brown hair and pulled his handsome face toward Stone’s large bulge. Holding Casto’s hair with one hand, he pulled his boxer-briefs down with his other. Once his huge cock was freed, Stone slapped his cock against the coach’s handsome masculine face. Without thinking the once homophobic coach took the cock into his mouth and found himself worshiping it with his long tongue and pouty lips. The doctor gripped Casto’s brown hair and began to guide the head on and off his cock, fucking the coach’s throat. The hours the coach had spent in front of the videos, had trained him to take a cock into his throat without gagging. He subconsciously used all the experience at receiving blow jobs from numerous women in his lifetime and what he liked done on his own cock, to now pleasure another man. The doctor moved his hands down the jock’s head over the large twin shoulders. Casto felt so contented as his head bobbed up and down the cock, soaking it with drool and saliva. Finally the doctor pulled the jock off his cock and pulled the coach up onto his feet. The doctor then continued to peel the remains of the singlet down the tall, muscular body. Every chisel muscle was on full display. The remains of the singlet was unable to contain the hard throbbing cock as it popped free, and slapped against the wrestler’s hard abs.
“Bend over the table and spread your ass,” the doctor then ordered.
“Yes, master,” the coach replied as he turned to face the exam table.
The coach’s ass was big and round, powerful looking as it faced the doctor. He bent over the table and reached his hands behind himself to grip his basketball sized glutes. Casto then spread them, revealing his jock hole which was so inviting and tight. Dr. Stone moved closer and gently stroked the coach’s tight jock hole. He smiled as the masculine stud moaned in pleasure as his hole was teased. The doctor then pushed a finger into the coach’s hole. The coach moaned louder as the doctor moved his finger in and out of the tight hole. Casto remained bent over as his cock throbbed. The doctor reached his other hand under the coach and gripped the impressive fat cock. The masculine coach was whimpering as his cock was gripped and squeezed while his insides were being stroked. The doctor squeezed a second finger into the tight jockpussy, while pulling the rock hard cock back between the coach’s thick thighs. He then spread his fingers as much as possible stretching and loosening the coach’s pussy. The doctor finally pulled his fingers out of the coach’s ass. He then grabbed Casto’s masculine waist and pressed his cock between the muscular ass cheeks. The mind fucked coach felt unbelievable pleasure as the doctor’s huge cock pushed into him. All other desires faded as he took the cock deeper into him and his prostate was pounded over and over.
Dr. Stone leaned down and pressed his body hard against the coach’s muscular back and whispered into his ear, his tongue licking the coach’s right earlobe, “cum for me.”
“Yes, master,” Coach Casto groaned loudly. His eyes rolled back into his head as his cock jerked and shot out load after load of cum.
Bryce was working out in an oversized stringer that left his massive pecs and swollen nipples exposed and a pair of thin white tights with nothing under them except for a jockstrap. The jockstrap was clearly visible as he did each heavy deadlift. He was having an intense and heavy workout. He grunted loud as he lifted the weights and he was covered in a layer of sweat that made his clothes or lack of clothes transparent. As he finished his last set and he removed his weight lifting belt, he noticed the older man watching him. Bryce suddenly had a knot of dread in his stomach. Every time he saw the stranger at the gym Bryce knew what would happen. He tried to ignore the stranger, however when he turned he would see the older man staring at him. It made him feel half naked, like a piece of meat as Bryce felt the man’s eyes on his ass and his packed crotch.
When he previously told his wife about the man staring at him, she laughed, “now you know how us women feel.” She gave his muscular ass in the revealing tights a slap, “maybe you should wear more and stop showing off that big cock and fat ass of yours. You are asking for it.” She laughed as she repeated what women had heard for centuries.
Truth be told he doesn't know why he started to show off his body more at the gym. Maybe he was asking for attention from the old man.
Fed up at the stares, Bryce grabbed his gym bag to leave. However, instead of leaving he found himself headed toward the locker room. Once alone in the locker room, he peeled off his sweaty clothes. He peeled the tights over his muscular ass and the large bulge in his jockstrap and down his thick, hairy legs. After stepping out of his tights, he hooked his thumbs into the jockstrap’s waistband and pulled them down. His impressive cock popped free. Naked, Bryce couldn’t help but to check himself out in the mirror. Bryce had every reason to be proud of his body. Years of working out had chiseled his body into a work of art. Despite being a father of three, the thirty-five year old police officer had virtually no fat on him, just layers of sculpted muscles. He ran his hands over his smooth large pecs and down his chisel, tight abs, and extending out his left leg and flexing the massive, defined quads. His fat cock began to swell from just checking himself out. Without thinking, Bryce took his phone and began to record his body. He then wrapped his right fist around his cock. As he began to pump his cock, he admired the bulging right bicep flexing as he worked his cut cock. He didn’t know why he was so horny and his own body wasn’t helping.
“No wonder the fag wanted me,” he whispered under his breath.
Bryce was getting close when he heard someone coming. He quickly grabbed his towel to cover up his throbbing cock. Through the mirror he saw the stranger coming around the corner. The man stopped and smiled as his eyes fell upon Bryce's well developed ass. It was white and smooth, and flawless. Bryce turned red in embarrassment and quickly wrapped his towel around his narrow waist. He tried desperately to will his cock down. He grabs his grooming case and heads to the showers.
However, Bryce knew the older man would follow him, like he did every time. Despite how much he tried, he knew what would happen. The older man had undressed and was walking toward him. Bryce stood in front of the shower stall, looked at the man in disgust and hatred. However, the man just smirks at the muscle bound alpha stud. Despite the look that Bryce could kill the man, he just stood there, unable to move, as the stranger reached out and stroked the off duty police officer’s large left arm. His forehead flurried, lips tight, and eyes squinted in anger. The man continued to smile as he moved his hands to Bryce’s large pecs. The large slabs of meat made the man’s hands look small. The towel around Bryce’s chisel waist then fell to the floor however, he made no attempt to cover himself up. His cock was still rock hard, standing straight ahead. The man moved his hands down the tight abs and then wrapped his fist around Bryce’s cock. Bryce made no attempt to pull away, in fact a moan escaped his tightly closed lips. Taking Bryce by his cock he pulled the muscle stud into the shower. The man then turned on the water so it could cascade over the police officer’s hard muscular body. Bryce closed his eyes as the man started to wash him. He soaped up Bryce’s huge chest, squeezing and rubbing the pecs in his hands. The stranger took his time, washing and exploring every bulging muscle and sexy chisel curve. Bryce felt humiliated that he was letting the man freely soap him up but also by the fact Bryce was enjoying it. His cock was rock hard. The stranger worked his right hand down to Bryce’s “nightstick” and wrapped his soapy hand around the hard throbbing shaft. Bryce tried to close his eyes tighter, trying to will the man away, but the fist around his cock felt sooo good. With his body completely wet and soaped up, the stranger reached for Bryce’s grooming bag and fished out the razor.
“Please,” Bryce whispered as the water ran down over him.
The man just continued to smile as he took the razor and began to shave off The symbol of Bryce’s manhood. Despite his protests, Bryce obediently lifted each arm as the older man shaved his underarms. The man worked the razor down Bryce’s chest and abs. He lifted Bryce’s hard cock and shaved the pubes off, leaving the muscle stud’s baby smooth. Bryce’s mind raced on how his wife would respond when she saw him bare and smooth. As the man shaved his large balls, he prayed that he wouldn't get cut. The stranger then knelt and began to shave each muscular quad. Finally, when the stranger was done with the front he turned Bryce and began to shave his back. He shaved up the legs to the perfect muscular ass. The man spread the tight, perfect glutes and ran the razor over the man's pussy. The stranger then soaped up his fingers and pushed one between the muscular cheeks and into the tight hole. Bryce groaned loudly as the soapy finger stroked his insides. He found himself bracing against the stall wall and pushing his powerful ass outwards. It felt so fucking good as he was loosened and stretched open.
“Oh, fuck, please,” Bryce moaned.
The stranger continues to work his finger in and out of the tiny hole. He then squeezed in a second finger as he stood up. As he moved his fingers in and out, spreading them, he began to soap up his own huge cock.
“Please,” Bryce again cried.
Finally the older man pulled his fingers from Bryce’s loose hole. Bryce felt empty, but the emptiness was short lived. The stranger aimed his cock between the soaped up ass cheeks and grabbed Bryce’s masculine waist. With a grunt, the man pushed into the muscle stud.
“Oh fuck, fuck, feel so good,” Bryce cried out as the thick cock rammed against his prostate.
Bryce’s entire body felt alive and on fire. His cock bounced and jerked with each thrust into him. He pushed back against each thrust. All thought of his wife and straight life was gone as he was being pounded over and over. Then, without touching himself he shot his load onto the shower wall. He clumped down on the man’s cock like a vice as he came over and over. Bryce’s orgasm was pure bliss. It only got better when the stranger followed and came inside him. He felt the warm seed breeding him.
The big fight
It was being promoted as the biggest MMA fight of the year, and Aiden had front row seats right where all the action was. It was so close that he would be hit by any strappal from the fighters in the octagon. The owner of his gym, a major sponsor to some of the fighters, had given Aiden’s a ticket. His girlfriend wasn’t happy that he only had one ticket and had to go alone without her. However, Aiden wasn’t upset as much as she was, especially as the ring girls flirted with him. It wasn’t difficult to see why. His black spandex shirt was like a second skin as they showed off his huge muscles and shredded abs. His thick arms were like a road map of pumped veins. His khakis pants were tight around his massive thighs, large plump ass, and his impressive cock. The girls’ eyes went straight to his crotch. The outline of his fat tube, and cut cock head was clearly visible through the tan pants. He in return gave them his sexy side way smirk.
The seats themselves were a dream come true. Such seats were reserved for celebrities and big wigs. One side of him was the gym owner. Charles actually owned a chain of MMA gyms. When he offered the ticket to Aiden, he was surprised that Charles even knew who he was. On the other side of him was a man named Eugene, an older man who said he owns a stable of several fighters. Aiden wasn’t quite sure what he met when he said stable and own. Before he could ask the ring announcer announced the first prelim bout. The crowd cheers were deafening. Aiden was overjoyed as each of the fighters came right in front of him and disrobed for their fights. He was impressed when Eugene gave several of the fighters a good luck hug and a pat on the fighters’ muscle packed rear ends.
As the fights took place in front of him, Charles and Eugene kept buying Aiden more and more beers. He was feeling so mellow.
“Charles tell me that you are a pretty good fighter yourself,” Eugene leaned toward Aiden's ear so they could hear each other over the loud noise of the crowds. His arm draped over Aiden’s shoulders, gentry squeezing the twin mountains of his traps.
“Nothing like them,” the muscle stud responded as he looked starry eyed at the fighters going at it in the cage. Aiden was already on his fifth beer.
Eugene laughed and gave Aiden’s thick mountainous shoulders a squeeze, “well, you definitely have the muscles for a heavyweight champion.”
The main fight was so intense. Aiden stood with the rest of the spectators to cheer on the brutal match. He was yelling and cheering so loud that he was becoming hoarse by the time the fight was over. His muscular buttocks were face even with the two older men causing Charles and Eugene to smile at each other. After the main fight, Aiden was like a star struck boy when Eugene brought him into the octagon.
“He’s one of your new boys, sir,” the champ asked Eugene as he shook Aiden’s strong right hand.
“I’m working on it,” Eugene laughed as he ran his hand down Aiden’s muscular back.
“Definitely have the muscles for it,” the champion MMA fighter’s eyes traveled down Aiden’s muscle packed body.
“See you at the party,” the champ gave Aiden a wink and went off to celebrate with his crew.
“Party,” Aiden turned to Eugene.
“Yes, I’m having a party for my fighters tonight. I hope you can come,” the shorter man patted Aiden on his thick tattooed left arm.
All thought of his girlfriend was gone as he eagerly accepted.
On the ride over to Eugene’s mansion, Aiden once again sat between Charles and Eugene in the backseat of the stretched limo. Charles and Eugene continue to give him more drinks, which he gladly accepts. He felt so good and mellow. Across from him sat Connor, the champ and another fighter, Logan. Logan, a social influencer turned fighter, eagerly listened to the advice from the champion himself. Aiden couldn’t help noticing Connor’s grey tailored designer suit and how it showed off his tight muscular body, especially the champion’s powerful thighs and packed crotch. The suit was worth more than what Aiden made in two years. Connor smiled at Aiden, and then to Aiden’s surprise, Connor gripped the back of Logan’s neck, pulling the younger man into a kiss. Aiden’s eyes widened in shock, he never would have guessed neither tough, manly studs like those two fighters would be openly kissing each other. Both Connor and Logan were always portrayed by the media as notorious womanizers. Connor looked out the corner of his eyes at Aiden and pulled away from the kiss to give him a smile. Aiden took another slip of his drink as he watched Logan run his right hand up Connor’s left thigh, and gripped the champion’s bulging crotch. Aiden couldn’t look away as the younger man unzipped Connor’s tight pants and pulled out the champion’s notorious large cock. Connor let go of Logan’s neck and stretched his arms against the back of the car seat while the younger man engulfed his 10” cock. Aiden was so mesmerized by the scene in front of him that he didn’t protest as Charles and Eugene began to stroke his own muscular thighs. His cock was so hard and bulging against the tight khakis.
By the time they reached the palatine estate, Connor and Logan were down to their sweaty jockstraps and had no care in the world as they jumped out of the stopped limo. Connor had one arm draped over the blonde Logan’s shoulders and a champagne bottle in the other. Their tightly muscular asses on full display. Aiden’s head was spinning by the time he got out of the car, and Charles and Eugene had to support the muscular stud against their smaller bodies. They smiled at each other as they ran their hands up his muscular body, feeling the spandex shirt as it stretched and clung to his shredded wide back.
“I’m straight,” he mumbled softly but offered no other resistance.
His cock was rock hard and visible through the khakis pants. All around him were fighters that he had looked up to and tried to imitate, walking around in various stages of undress getting groped, fondled and even fucked by various men. The fighters bodies were tight and shredded, prime physical specimens. The two older men led him into the house away from the loud noise of the party. Once they got him alone in Eugene’s bedroom, they sat him down on the corner of the large bed and proceeded to undress him. He offered no resistance as they peeled the black spandex shirt off his muscular torso and then over his head.
“He is beautiful,” Eugene whispered in awe as he ran his hands over the mountainous shoulders and down to the oversized pecs, tracing his fingers over the detailed tattoo design that covered his massive chest.
“I told you, he would be a good addition to your stable,” Charles responded as he felt up the huge arms.
Aiden let out a deep moan and fell back on to the bed. The men continue to run their hands over his body, exploring his chisel abs. He continued to moan. Their hands felt so good against his hard muscles. Eugene undid Aiden’s belt and began to undo his pants. However, it took both older men to peel the tight pants over his massive thighs. Aiden grunted as he lifted his hips for the men to ease the pants out from under his muscle packed ass. The tiny grey and blue striped bikini briefs that Aiden wore under his pants did nothing to hold in the throbbing, leaking cock. Aiden’s cock had pushed out of the top of the waistband and was leaking pre-cum onto his veiny lower stomach. The two men continued to struggle as they pulled the pants down the huge, thick, powerful legs. Aiden’s quads were large and perfectly defined. Once they had his shoes off, they pulled the khakis off his well-developed calves. Charles then grabbed Aiden’s large balls in the tiny bikini briefs causing the out of it Aiden to moan louder. The men laughed as Charles rolled the heavy full balls in his hands while fondling the rock hard cock.
“Steroids didn’t reduce his junk size,” Eugene laughed.
“Think of the money this cash cow will make,” Charles laughed as he squeezed and milked the trap cock.
Aiden was groaning as he grind his crotch against Charles’s hand. He needed release so badly. Finally the two men took mercy on the stud and pulled at the briefs. The briefs were already stretched to its limits by Aiden’s hard cock that it didn’t take much more for them to rip it into two, falling off. Aiden’s cock popped free and stood straight up. He continued to offer no resistance as he was maneuvered on the bed by the two men. The two men then undress. Once naked, Charles positioned himself behind Aiden's head and tilted it back to hang off the bed. Meanwhile, Eugene crawled naked on the bed and lifted the powerful legs onto his shoulders. With his legs in the air, Aiden’s smooth tight hole was left exposed and vulnerable. Charles then grabbed Aiden by his small ears and pushed his cock into the straight stud’s mouth. At the same Eugene aimed his cock at Aiden’s hole and with a hard thrust, pushed into the muscle stud. Aiden's cries were muffled by Charles’s cock. He was being fucked from both ends. Tears ran down his handsome, masculine face while at the same time his cock was rock hard. His huge muscles were bulging and tensing and untensing as he got pounded hard and deep. Sweat poured from him. It however, didn’t take the previous alpha stud long to cum. His cock throbbed and jerked until it shot out in waves. The cum shot out and landed on his tattooed pecs and on his face. His ass muscles clamp down on Eugene’s cock, and begin to milk him.
“Oh fuck he so tight,” Eugene cried out as he came deep inside Aiden.
It didn’t take Charles long before he followed and shot his load deep down Aiden’s throat.
Aiden woke in the morning, between the two older men. His head was pounding and his ass and mouth sore, but instead of being angry about being fuck, he was blissfully happy as the two men held his muscular body tightly.
Part 2 of Cops’ convenient store take down
Raj finally spoke, “Happy Father’s Day, Papa. I hope you enjoy your gifts.”
Raj held out one of the batons and a pair of police issued handcuffs toward his father. It felt like an eternity as Umesh didn’t say a word and he just stood there looking at the two muscle bound police officers' asses facing him. He finally reached out and grabbed a baton and a pair of handcuffs from his son’s hand and walked over to Officer TJ Oxley. The buff police officer was never very friendly to Umesh and his family and was even rude at times. Umesh often had the feeling that the snug police officer’s didn’t like him for being an immigrant and less manly then the over muscular and over masculine alpha police officers. Oxley jumped as he heard the baton extended with a loud click, but the newly obedient cop remained bent over. Umesh then ran the baton down the thick right thigh and over then between the big muscle-packed ass cheeks toward the normally arrogant cop’s hole. Oxley groaned as the narrow end of the baton was pushed into his hole.
“You did good Raj,” Umesh told Raj as he moved the thin instrument in and out of the burly cop’s hole.
Umesh knew exactly where to apply pressure to send Oxley whimpering in pleasure. The straight police officer was moaning and groaning as his short, fat cock was throbbing under him. Keeping the baton deep inside Oxley’s ass, the older man reached around and pulled the bodybuilding cop’s huge arms behind his back. Oxley let out a grunt as his hands were pulled out from under him and he landed face down on the desk. He had 50lbs of muscles more than Umesh and was trained to fight and subdue any preps but he offered no resistance while his huge arms were handcuffed behind his wide back with his own police issued cuffs.
Raj was glad that Umesh liked his gift. He moved behind Officer Bradley Elkins and striked his baton against the pale, muscle-packed buttocks of the junior cop. Elkins’s deep masculine voice cried out as the baton landed hard on his ass. Yet like Oxley he offered no attempt to resist. In fact, his long cock was rock hard as it laid trapped between his sculpted 8 pack and the hard metal desk beneath him. Copying Umesh, Raj reached around Elkins and pulled the tall Officer’s muscular arms behind his back and cuffed them. Once securing the sexy police officer, Raj took the thick end of the baton and rammed it in and out of the coppussy. Soon the deep moans of both Oxley and Elkins filled the convenient store as they were both fucked by their own batons.
Their muscles straining against their own handcuffs. However, they had no desire to be free. Their cocks were rock hard and their minds were so relaxed and empty. While fucking the police officers with the batons with one hand, the two men freely explored the cops’ bodies with their free hands. Oxley and Elkins were completely docile and open to the other men. Even when Umesh touched his gun hoistal, Oxley made no move to stop him despite all of his training.
Umesh was the first to pull the baton from Oxley’s ass. The older man then opened his pants and pulled out his thick cock. He grabbed the senior officer by his ears and pulled Oxley’s down on his knees. Umesh looked down at the police officer’s blue eyes that looked up at him in devotion. He then pushed his cock into the police officer’s mouth. As he fucked the muscular cop’s mouth, Umesh’s stroked the high and tight cut hair. He loved the feel of the buzzed top and the smoothness of the sides and back of the head.
“You did very well, boy,” Umesh moaned, enjoying TJ Oxley’s mouth around his thick cock.
Raj felt so proud. He pulled Elkins down on to his knees as well and pulled out his cock. He had inherited his size from his father, short and thin in stature but well hung. Raj then pushed his cock into the sexy cop’s mouth and began to fuck it hard. Both police officers were obediently slurping and sucking on both cocks. There were no worries, no concerns, or stress as they worked both men's cocks. Umesh had always dreamed of dominating those hot cocky police officers who arrogantly came into his store at night, looking so confident and cocky. Their uniforms hugged their muscular bodies, especially their plump asses. Once Oxley thoroughly coated and lubed Umesh’s cock with his drool and saliva, the older man pulled him off his cock by Oxley’s small but sexy ears. Umesh then pulled the bodybuilding police officer up onto his feet before pushing his back onto the desk. He lifted the short powerful legs, which still were adorned with Oxley’s black heavy boots, and pushed them to the large tattooed pecs, revealing the police officer’s tight hole. Umesh then aimed his cock at the coppussy and with a grunt pushed into Oxley. The masculine, alpha stud groaned loud as the cock pushed deep into him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his mouth opened in a moan while his prostate got pounded over and over. Raj’s programming that the two officers will experience only pleasure when taking a cock up their tight asses was working perfectly.
Raj was so captivated by watching Umesh fucking the previously bigot cop, that he almost forgot about Elkins at his feet, sucking his cock, until the younger police officer began to gag while trying to breathe. Raj gripped Officer Elkins hair and guided it on and off of his cock. He finally pulled the model-looking police officer up onto his feet. Looking at the adonis-like cop, Raj thought Elkins looked more like a male stripper than an actual police officer. Being a future entrepreneur he couldn’t help to think about the possibilities of pimping out the straight police officer as a male dancer at one of the gay bars and clubs near Raj’s campus. He already made a great deal of money renting out his straight jock roommate and the roommate’s jock friends to a couple of bar owners. A real life, muscle god cop like Elkins would be in high demand and would guarantee to make him a lot of money. Raj then turned and pushed Elkins face down on the desk. Elkins landed with a thud on the desk with his arms still cuffs behind his wide back. Raj admired the chisel back muscles with its layers on top of layers of corded muscles. The smaller, younger man then aimed his cock between Officer Elkins tight ass cheeks and with a grunt penetrated the junior police officer. He then grabbed hold of the Elkins’s gun belt and used it as leverage to pull out and ram back into the tight cop pussy. Elkins was in pure pleasure as he was plowed hard on the metal desk.
Umesh wrapped his fist around Officer Oxley’s cock and began to jerk it. The cock was throbbing in his tight grip as he aimed the cock at the police officer’s own face. The deep masculine moans picked up and grew louder while Oxley lifted his powerful hips off the desk.
“Ugh, fffuck,” the alpha cop cried out as his cock erupted.
A powerful stream of cum shot out of his cock and arched through the air, landing on his handsome rugged face. His ass muscles began to flex around Umesh’s cock as he shit his load. Umesh thrusted hard and as far inside Oxley as he could and shot his load. He kept coming and coming as the cop’s ass muscles milked his cock until he couldn’t cum any more.
Seeing and hearing Umesh cumming inside the muscle bound cop, caused Raj to go over the edge. He thrusted deep inside Elkins and came. Raj thought he would never stop cumming as he came over and over, filling the muscular police officer under him. Feeling Raj’s warm cum filling him, Elkins quickly followed without even touching himself. He came in a pool on the metal desk under him. Umesh was the first to pull out of his cop’s ruined coppussy and dropped Oxley’s powerful legs as if they belonged to a rag doll. Raj followed and pulled out of Elkins, letting the exhausted police officer slide off the desk and on to the floor. Once the two police officers recovered, Umesh and Raj uncuffed their sore wrists and then made them lick the cum off the desk. Once the desk was cleaned, Oxley and Elkins knelt before their new masters and licked their cocks clean. Finally the two police officers were allowed to redress in their uniforms and return to work.
Six months later, the police force and the small town were raked when straight, proudly homophobic, Officer TJ Oxley married Umesh in a surprise wedding. Officer Bradley Elkins was Oxley’s best man and Raj was Umesh’s. After the ceremony, the newlyweds made a new tradition. There was no boutique or garterbelt to throw, so Umesh tossed TJ’s jockstrap to the crowd of eager well wishers. Raj was the fortunate man to catch the jockstrap and on the spot proposed to heartthrob Officer Elkins to marry him. To the disappointment of all the ladies in town, Bradley immediately accepted.
Cops’ convenient store take down
Raj was the son of the convenience store owner and while off college for the summer he was working late to help out his father. He hated having to spend his summer break working nights, while his hot jock friends, he met at school, were partying it up. Raj was hatched over the counter by the cash register reading a textbook on hypnotic techniques, and being bored, when he saw through the front window, two police cruisers pulling up in front of the store. Raj looked up at the clock.
“Right on their usual time,” the skinny college student smirked over the police officer usuals midnight visit to the convenient store for energy drinks to stay awake for their shift in the small town.
A police officer got out of the driver side door of each patrol car and walked to the door. They were talking as they entered the store. The taller of the two police officers, Officer TJ Oxley, was the first to acknowledge Raj with a nod. Raj couldn't help noticing his arms were heavily tattooed and were huge with bulging muscles. The other police officer, the youngest of the two, followed and then nodded a greeting to the nerdy boy. The younger officer, Bradley Elkins, was leaner than Officer Oxley, with pitch black hair. Both police officer’s uniforms fit like a glove over their muscular bodies. The younger man watched the two muscular cops head toward the freezers on the far end of the store. Their round asses and thick legs were stretching the flattering uniform pants. Their heavy gun belts hung on their masculine hips and rested on the top shelf of their firm round behinds. The cops walk was so confident and sexy that Raj was glad the counter blocked their view of his hard on. Raj overheard Oxley bitching about his girlfriend as the two police officers opened the freezer that contained the energy and workout drinks, before heading back toward the front counter with an Alpha-B in each large hand.
Oxley was the first to sit his two cans of the Alpha- B energy drink formula onto the counter by the register.
Raj picked up one of the cans as he started to ring up the item, “you like them?”
“Yes, I’m glad we took your advice and tried them,” Oxley pulled his wallet from his back pocket.
“Cool, feeling any results,” Raj inquired.
“Fuck yeah, have energy all night now and the pump in the gym is awesome,” Oxley lifted his right arm and flexed.
Raj was amazed at the size of the huge tattooed biceps. They were the size of the police officer’s head. Elkins was smiling behind his fellow officer, as if he was trying to hold back bursting into laughter.
“Man, you two are such hot coppussies,” the skinny nerd smirked.
The smiles on the two arrogant cops' faces faded to blank as they stood emotionless. Oxley’s left arm was still up, flexed, showing off his huge bicep. The younger nerdy man smiled mischievously at the two masculine symbols of authorities.
“By your command,” both police officers stated, their voices blank as their masculine faces.
“Good officers, you followed your trigger programming very well,” Raj smiled as he walked around the counter.
Since he had came home from school, he been working on those two muscular, sexy cops every night, turning them into his obedient slaves. Raj gripped Oxley’s large, flexed biceps, feeling the hard bulging tattooed muscles. He couldn’t even wrap both of his hands around and touch his fingers together around one bicep. Raj then moved on to the younger police officer. He walked up to Officer Elkins and boldly gripped the cop’s well toned ass. The uniform pants were tight around the large, firm ass cheeks. Elkins merely just let out a low, masculine moan as he was fondled by the skinny nerdy.
“Now officers, take off your pants. But keep your gun belts on,” Raj folded his arms and instructed.
“Yes, master,” both police officers responded in unison.
They lifted their heavy utility belts and unbuttoned and unzipped their pants, before pulling them down to their ankles. Elkins kicked off his polished shoes before stepping out of his pants, while Oxley pulled and struggled the pants over his black work boots. Raj was pleased that both police officers were jockstraps as he had previously instructed the night before. Raj was also pleased how receptive both alpha cops were to his commands. Their dark blue shirts barely covered their large plump ass and large bulge of their jockstraps’ pouches. Neither officer moved nor protested as Raj reached out and cupped both Officers' crotches. He was pleased to find them both growing rock hard in their jocks from his touch. Raj reached into the jockstraps and pulled the Officers’ cocks out the side of the jockstraps. Both officers had impressive cocks as Raj stroked them in each of his hands. Oxley’s cock was cut, with a fat cock head and short, but fat shaft. Elkins’ cock was uncut, and longer and thinner than Oxley’s.
Raj had practiced all year on his snobbish rich roommate at college and his rich jock friends with great success. He was at first outcast for being a son of immigrants and owners of a miserly convenient store. However, thanks to his interest and skills in mind control, Raj grew to be very popular and end up fucking a different straight jock every weekend while at school. However, the two muscular, in charge alpha cops was his greatest triumph.
Fearing that someone might pull up and see the de-panted police officers through the glass storefront, Raj ordered his two cop slaves into the office in back. He watched the pair of magnificent asses, framed by their white jockstraps, walk toward the back room. Raj smiled in triumph before turning and locking the front door of the store. He then followed the police officers into his father’s office. Oxley and Elkins both stood in front of him, their large hands gripping their bulletproof utility vests at the collar, while their thick, muscularly defined legs and their hard cocks poked out from the sides of their jockstraps pouches.
“Face each other and make out like lovers,” Raj ordered
The younger man was giddily horny as he watched the two masculine alpha cops turn to face each other and leaned in and kissed. It was such a turn on watching them gripping each other’s muscular arms tight as they pushed their tongues into each other’s mouths. They were making deep guttural moans into each other’s mouths as their tongues explored each other and their tongues wrestler for dominance. Raj stood beside them, his hands moved to their thick bubble asses and began to feel up their flawless cheeks. They groaned and grind harder against each other as Raj manhandled their asses. He moved a finger of each hand down the deep valleys of their asses toward their virgin cop holes and began to tease and probe them. They groaned even louder as he pushed his fingers into both cops at the same time. However, they still continued to make out as instructed. They were so tight as Raj stroked their insides.
Raj pulled his fingers out of their holes and ordered them to finish stripping, “explore each other’s bodies while taking off the rest of each other's uniforms. But remember to keep your gun belts on,” he instructed.
He set back and watched the two best friends and fellow police officers explore each other’s bodies. They unfastened each other’s utility vests, taking turns lifting their muscular arms while the other lifted the heavy bulletproof vests over his friend's head. They then pulled the button up shirts out of each other’s utility belts and began to unbutton the shirts. They took their time slowly unbuttoning each other's shirts, slowly revealing their white t-shirts. They peel the shirts off their broad shoulders and down their muscular arms. Their t-shirts were tight over their muscular torsos. Oxley’s chest was larger and stretched the cotton shirts and was so tempting that Elkins cupped his friend’s large pecs, squeezing them. While Elkins’ cobblestone 8 pack was visible through his t-shirt. Finally Oxley took his large hands and pulled Elkins’ t-shirt out of his gunbelt and pulled it up, revealing the chisel 8 pack abs and a thin line of a treasure trail that ran from his outie belly button and disappeared into the jockstrap. There was also fine dusting of brown hair in the tight valley between his well developed pecs. He lifted his arms and Oxley had to stand on his toes to pull the t-shirt over Elkins short brown hair. Elkins, once freed of his shirt, looked like a Greek god, tall, chisel to perfection. It was now his turn to pull Oxley’s t-shirt over his shorter, but beefier friend’s head. Oxley’s body was more beefier than Elkins but his muscles were layered over muscles. While Elkins’s body was without tattoos, the former marine Oxley’s pecs, shoulders, and arms were heavily tattooed. He also totally avoid of hair on his larger, massive pecs.
It was so hard for Raj to decide which one to fuck first. “Now, turn around face the desk and bend over it,” Raj ordered,
He has such a rush from ordering those two muscular, normally alpha cops now under his control, obeying his every order. Both police officers turned their wide backs to him and leaned forward over Raj’s father’s desk. Their asses were beautiful as they faced him. It was obvious both police officers had spent a great deal of time in the gym, working out on legs, and running for cardio. Their legs were powerful and thick and their asses were firm and perfectly developed. Raj pressed close to both larger men’s backside as he searched their utility belts for their expandable batons.
“Raj, why is the front door locked and why are there two police cars . . . What is going on here,” Raj jumped as his father came into the office. The older man stopped in his tracks as he saw the two naked police officers bent over his desk and his son standing behind them holding their batons in hand.
Raj finally spoke, “Happy father day, Papa.”
Tyler was sure a slight when he came to work around my house and lawn in a tight wife beater and a pair of too short cut off jeans that showed off his large pecs and powerful, thick thighs. I was sure he was the talk of the neighborhood. As he worked outside and the heat of the day grew he started to peel off his clothes until he was down to just his blue briefs. I was sitting on my front porch slipping an ice tea enjoying the view as he cleared out the yard. Tyler had no care in the world that his bulging muscles were on full display. Sweat was dripping from handsome, masculine face down onto his large full pecs. His briefs were soaked as they clinged to his plump muscular ass. The chisel muscles flexed, as he pushed the wheelbarrow over to the trash heap and dumped the discarded weeds and yawning. Tyler stopped to wiped his forehead with his veiny forearm and then wheeled the wheelbarrow back over across the yard. He was working for me during the summer to pay for college. I was gladly helping him out with college while encouraging his newly formed exhibition trendities. Tyler had a beautiful body that needed to be shown off.
I lifted a cold glass of ice tea, “want to take a break?”
“Yes, sir,” he sat the wheelbarrow back down and walked over to the porch.
With every move he makes his muscles flexed, tensed, and bulged. While on the porch he took the cold tall glass of ice tea and lifted it to his mouth. I watched the muscles of his broad throat move as he gulped down the tea. His chisel muscles were flawless as he stood before me. The front of his briefs showed off the impressive cock that laid trapped under the tight underwear. He drank down the glass of tea in one take and sat the empty glass down. I then handed him his wifebeater and he used it to wipe his large, heavy pecs.
“You're doing a great job,” I said as I looked up at his god-like body standing before me.
“Thank you, sir,” Tyler tossed his shirt to a nearby chair.
Tyler’s brown eyes lowered to my crotch in my lite khakis. Despite just drinking a whole tall glass of tea, he had a thirsty look on his handsome face. His natural boyish and dumb face appeared ruggedly masculine with a week's worth of beard growth. I smiled at him and then unzipped my khakis pants, pulling out my thick hard cock. His throat muscles flexed as he swallowed hard, and obediently knelt before me. Tyler wrapped his right fist around my cock and took the fat cock head into his mouth. He then expertly began to worship it. Tyler swirled his tongue over my sensitive cock head and wrapped his lips around it. He pulled off and stroked it, while admiring my cock’s thickness. Tyler then worked each large ball, swirling each one in his mouth, before licking up the thick shaft and once again wrapping his lips around the cock head. I gripped his dark hair and pulled his head down onto my cock.
“Hi neighbor,” Mr. Withrow called from the other side of the fence.
I kept a firm grip on Tyler’s head keeping him out of sight, “how is it going?”
I am certain that my older neighbor Mr. Withrow couldn’t see Tyler on his knees in front of me.
“How that boy of yours doing,” Withrow yelled over the fence.
“Oh, he is doing a very good job,” I called back. My hands held a firm grip on Tyler’s head.
“Good. Where is he,” Mr. Withrow turned his head to look around the yard.
“Oh, I have him working on another project,” I laughed.
“Well, when you're done with him, send him my way. I have a few things he can do for me,” the older man then waved bye and headed into his house.
Tyler’s face was turning red as he tried to breathe. His large hands gripped my knees.
“Sure thing,” I waved back.
I then let go of Tyler’s head and the stud pulled off of my cock. He fell to his hands and knees trying to catch his breath. After he regained his breathing, I pulled Tyler to his feet and led the 6’2 stud inside. Once inside my house and in private, I turned to him and grabbed his large oversized pecs, squeezing them with both of my hands. My hands with their long fingers looked small in comparison to the huge slabs of beef that were his pectoral muscles. He opened his mouth to moan and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. My tongue quickly dominated his mouth while I twisted and pinched each firm nipple. Still playing with his nipples I pulled my tongue from his mouth and kissed down the thick cords of muscles of his neck down to the mountainous shoulders, and then down his large, smooth pecs. When I reached his left nipple, I flicked and swirled my tongue over the pointed, eraser shaped nub.
“Oh, mmm,” he closed his eyes and moaned.
Before he met me he never realized how sensitive his man tits were. I was surprised that any woman wouldn’t have already shown him, with how big his pecs were. Those huge pectoral muscles beg to be worshiped, used, and abused. As I licked and nibbled on one nipple and twisted the other between my fingers, Tyler was withering in heat. His cock was leaking pre-cum through his underwear, soaking them even more. I kissed across the plains and valley of his chest to work on the other nipple. Tyler never been with a man before and never realized how much he enjoyed being submissive until I taught him. He has always been the cocky alpha jock. Always fucking any woman he wanted but never really feeling satisfied until now.
“Please, fuck me, daddy,” the masculine muscle boy whispered. His voice in a low submissive tone,
I led him to the bedroom and pushed him face down on the bed. Tyler landed with a grunt as the bed bounced. He lifted his masculine hips as I pulled down his briefs revealing his white tone ass. His tan line was very distinctive between the golden tan of his upper body and powerful legs and the whiteness of his ass. I smiled down at it, admiring how perfectly shaped it was. I then gave the right cheek a hard slap that echoed through my bedroom. In return, he let out a deep groan. I then slapped the left cheek, causing him to moan louder. The ass was so firm and tight and each cheek bounced from each hard slap.
I then took him by his muscular long legs and flipped him over onto his back. He stared up at me with his dumb puppy dog eyes. His fat cock was rock hard, pointing straight in the air. Without being told what to do, he grabbed his ankles and lifted his knees up to his chest. He held his legs wide to reveal his tight smooth boy pussy. Before he came to work that morning, I instructed him to shave his hole smooth. We both knew his regular girlfriend would give him hell for shaving his ass and hole, but he did as he was told. I aimed my cock at his hole and grabbed his ankles. With a hard push, I penetrated his tight manpussy. He let out a loud deep grunt as he took my cock like a man. I pushed deeper and then pulled half way out before thrusting back into him. Each time I pull out, I felt his anal muscles flexing around my cock. I slammed back into hard. He has his head thrown back, and eyes closed, in ecstasy as he takes every pounding. All the while his cock remained rock hard, throbbing and leaking pre-cum, while pointed straight at his masculine face. I thrusted all the way into him and paused. I gripped his cock in my fist and stroked his cock. He moans got louder and louder until he couldn’t take anymore. Aching his back off the bed he came hard. His steam of cum flew in the air and landed on his face, barely missing his eyes. As he arched his back and shot his load, his tight anal muscles clamped down on my cock. I felt the muscles spasm around it, as his waves of pleasure coursed through him. His ass muscles were milking my cock. I groaned and came deep inside him. I kept cumming as his ass kept milking me. When I finally stopped cumming inside him, I pulled out. My cum overflowed from his ruined manpussy.
Once Tyler recovered, I sent him back outside to finish the yard work. The cum continued to leak from his hole, soaking his briefs even more. When he finished all the chores, he returned to the porch to gather his cut off jean shorts and his t-shirt. I had paid him the measly $50 that i had promised, when Mr. Withrow came walking up my sidewalk.
“Look like you did a great job,” slapping Tyler on broad shoulders. “Your services are definitely the talk of the neighborhood,” he laughed and winked at me. “Maybe we can pitch in and share his services,” Withrow laughed and slapped Tyler on his round bubble ass.
Tyler turned red as he looked at me and the older Mr. Withrow.
Officer Thomas McMuscles
Officer Thomas McClure felt relaxed as he stepped into the SkinTrade gym and out of the blistering heat of the outdoors. His dark blue uniform and bulletproof vest were almost unbearable and he looked forward to getting out of the uniform. Tony, the blonde muscle boy in the skin tight t-shirt with the gym logo on the right pectoral, was working the front desk and greeted the police officer with a friendly smile and a complimentary bottle of Alpha-B pre-workout drink.
“Have a good workout, Officer McClure,” Tony gave a big friendly smile.
“Thanks, I will,” Thomas returned the smile as he took the bottle and headed toward the locker room.
Since he received the free membership the gym graciously gave to members of the police force, Thomas felt so much more at ease in his daily life, at work, and especially at the gym. SkinTrade became an escape and an outlet for his stress. He was another man when he was there. Outside of the gym he was a tough, in control, alpha cop, big, strong, dominant. He was constantly under stress to remain in control and in charge. When he goes home to his girlfriend he still has to be the dominant alpha male. However, here in the gym he felt relaxed with no worries and concerns, as all his stress fell away as he gave up control.
The locker room was busy as men were undressing from their street clothes into their workout clothes or from their workout gear to their street clothes. Thomas recognized two firefighters as they walked naked toward the sauna with an older looking gentleman. Thomas nodded a hello and the two firemen returned the greeting as the older man guided them into the steam room. The older man’s hands were stroking the broad muscular backs of the two firefighters. Thomas just smiled and continued on. He passed an alcove of lockers where a blonde frat boy was giving another man a blow job. The older man gave Thomas a smile and looked the muscular police officer over. Thomas just returned the smile and continued toward his usual locker. Thomas couldn’t help but think how contented the frat boy looked nursing on the older man’s impressive cock.
When he got to his favorite locker which faced a wall of mirrors, Thomas undid his gun belt from his masculine, tight waist and hung it up in the locker. He then undid his uniform shirt, peeling it down his thick, sculpted arms. Thomas then unfastened the sides of his bulletproof vest and lifted it over his head. His sweaty police department issued t-shirt clinged to his muscular torso. It was almost a struggle to peel it over his head. Once shirtless, Thomas checked himself out in the mirror. Since joining the SkinTrade gym, he saw marked improvement in his workouts, growing more muscular. His tattooed pecs and shoulders were more muscular and his tattooed back was broader and more shredded. He never was in better shape in his life as he was now. People were complimenting him, telling how big he looked, fellow officers were calling him a beast and jacked.
“Hey, Officer McMuscles,” Roger laughed as he patted the police officer on the shredded, broad back.
The older lawyer hand lingered on the mountainous back while admiring the detailed tattoo of two griffins flaking a crown. McMuscles and Officer Muscles were two popular nicknames for Thomas at the gym. Thomas knew Roger from several trials that Officer McClure had testified on.
“You're getting pretty big, Thomas,” Roger’s eyes hungrily traveled over Thomas’s body.
“Thank you sir,” Thomas replied as the man openly checked him out as Officer McClure kicked off his heavy duty boots.
Outside of SkinTrade, Thomas would be put off being openly flirted with by another man. However, he felt so mellow as he continued to unzip his pants.
“You are looking like a beast, jacked,” Roger stood closer to the muscular police officer.
Thomas had just stripped out of his uniform and was standing in his underwear when the lawyer boldly reached and gripped Thomas’s crotch. He would have felt angry being openly gropped, instead Thomas just stood there looking down at the older man’s hand. A feeling of blissful submissiveness washed over Thomas. Roger smiled as he squeezed and rubbed the police officer’s cock through the black briefs. Thomas’s cock was growing hard in the lawyer’s hand.
“You like that Officer,” Roger asked as he continued to fondle the police officer’s growing cock.
“Yes, sir,” Thomas’s voice was relaxed.
“Get down on your knees and suck my cock,” Roger pulled his hand away from Thomas’s hard-on and pulled down his own shorts and underwear.
The normally dominant cop slowly knelt before the older, smaller man. Thomas opened his mouth and took the cock into his mouth. Roger moaned as the sexy muscular police officer worked his cock with his mouth and tight throat. The older man was in pure heaven. He knew he would cum if Thomas kept it up and Roger wanted to cum inside that beautiful man's ass. Officer Thomas suddenly had the need for the man’s cum. Semen had all the nutrition and protein he needed to grow. All the straight man’s inhibition of sucking or getting fucked by another man and taking cum was gone.
Roger pulled Thomas off his cock and pulled the taller police officer up onto his feet. Thomas offered no resistance as he was turned around and his underwear was roughly pulled down. The police officer’s muscular ass looked so flawless and perfect that it caused Roger’s mouth to water. Placing a hand in the middle of Thomas’s shredded back, Roger pushed him forward. Thomas held out his muscular powerful arms to brace himself against the lockers, as Roger aimed his cock between the large, fat ass cheeks. He grabbed Thomas’s narrow waist and roughly pushed into the coppussy. Thomas grunted as he was penetrated. Roger was rough as pulled out and thrusted back in. The very thought of dominating the muscular, alpha cop was turning the lawyer on. He slammed hard and deep and the police officer was taking it all. Roger thrusted deep into Thomas and with a cry came in waves, filling the cop’s ass.
Thomas came out of the locker room into the weight room of the SkinTrade gym wearing only his police issued cap, sneakers, headphones, and black briefs. His mind blocked out all thoughts of the world outside of the gym as his headphones bombarded his mind with subliminal messages.
To grow men must submit
Being submissive is pleasurable
Giving up control is pleasurable
Bottoming is pleasurable
In SkinTrade gym all your stress fade away as you submit
Thomas had no concerns that he was half naked in only his underwear walking around and working out with other men. He felt so blissfully relaxed. Thomas began pumping out curls with 50, 55, and 60 dumbbell weights. As he pumped out the reps, he could feel the load that Roger had deposited deep in Thomas’s ass. It made him feel relaxed and more energized.
Once again, Sanjaya had to drive out to the farm that he rented out to a family. He bought it a few years ago as an investment and to generate more rental income, but for the last few months he found that he had a harder time collecting the rent. Sanjaya pulled his BMW up the driveway to the yellow farmhouse and parked it beside the old dilapidated red pickup truck. As he walked up the steps he was greeted at the screen door by two small kids, a boy and girl. They looked up at the landlord with wide eyes. Their father quickly came to the door and guided them away before stepping outside. Sanjaya eyes traveled down the shorter, bluffer man. Jake wore only a thin pair of shorts as he stepped out onto the porch. It was obvious that Jake wore no underwear under the shorts, as Sanjaya could clearly make out that he was circumcised through the thin light grey shorts. Jake’s torso was muscular and thick with tattoos over both arms that ran up to his mountainous shoulders. The younger man’s hair was shaved off except for a thin line at the top of his head.
“I came to collect the rent,” Sanjaya announced.
Jake turned and closed the house door, obviously so his wife and kids inside won’t hear. Sanjaya couldn’t help but admire the beefy bubble ass that filled out the shorter man’s shorts.
Jake turned back toward the landlord, “I’m still out of work and I don’t have it.”
“That’s the third month you are unable to pay,” Sanjaya raised his voice.
Jake tried to lower his voice so that the people inside won’t hear, “I’m sorry. I’m trying to get you the money.”
“If you can’t pay, then I have to start eviction proceedings,” Sanjaya said angrily.
“I have kids,” Jake pleaded. He then looked around. “Maybe we can have the arrangement we had last month,” he reached down and adjusted his cock through the shorts.
The growing hard-on in Jake’s shorts wasn’t missed on Sanjaya. He stepped aside and let Jake lead him off the porch. Jake walked barefooted across the yard toward the barn. Sanjaya watched Jake’s nice thick calves flexing as he followed the compact muscle stud. Once out of sight of the main house, Jake squatted down and reached out and undid Sanjaya’s pants. Sanjaya’s cock almost slapped Jake on the face. It was hard and already drooling pre-cum. Jake closed his eyes and took the cock into his mouth. He instantly began to gag on its thickness. Jake tried to pull off of it to breathe but the landlord grabbed him by the stripe of hair along the top of his head and pulled him back on Sanjaya’s cock. Sanjaya smirked down at the tough looking stud getting face fucked.
“You are a good bitch, aren’t you,” Sanjaya laughed and slapped Jake on the head.
Jake made a muffled sound but continued to work the cock in and out of his mouth. Sanjaya wasn’t about to let the bitch off with just a blow job this time. He pulled Jake’s head off his cock and pulled him on to his size 9 feet.
“Turn around and bend over,” Sanjaya ordered.
“I don’t take it up the ass, I’m ain’t no fag,” Jake protested
Sanjaya ignored Jake’s protests and in one motion pulled his shorts down. Jake’s short, but fat cock popped free.
“Three months of rent is worth more than a blow job, boy,” Sanjaya delivered a hard slap onto Jake’s round bare bubble ass.
Tears ran down the tough, tattooed stud as he was turned around and pushed over a broken down riding mower. With one hand pressing against the shredded muscular back, Sanjaya used his other hand to aim his drool and saliva-covered cock between the smooth, fat ass cheeks. Jake tried to hold back his screams as Sanjaya’s cock pushed between his outer ring and penetrated him. He didn’t want his family to hear him crying as he was being fucked like a bitch. Sanjaya pulled out and thrusted back into him, harder and deeper. Slowly after each thrust, the pain faded and Jake found his cock even harder. The pain was being replaced with pleasure. The straight stud felt humiliated that he was rock hard and throbbing while getting fucked like a fag. Sanjaya continued to pound Jake’s prostate over and over. Jake couldn’t take it anymore. He cried out and shot his load onto the riding mower’s seat. The straight stud didn’t even touched himself as his cum was fucked out of him. As he came his muscular ass tightened like a vice around the thick cock, milking it. Sanjaya made one more deep, hard thrust all the way into his new bitch boy and came. He remained deep inside Jake’s new musclepussy for several minutes to make sure his tenet got all his cum. When he finally pulled out of Jake, he gave the firm ass a hard slap. The ass cheeks jiggled and cum leaked out of the ruined manpussy.
“Get your shorts up and come on. We are going to make you earn that rent money you owe,” Sanjaya ordered.
Jake wiped his tears from his eyes with his tattooed right forearm and he bent over to pull his shorts up his thick legs. He didn’t protest or say a word as he followed Sanjaya to the BMW. Jake kept his head down in shame and prayed that his wife didn’t see him get into the passenger seat of the expensive car. He didn’t say a word as Sanjaya drove him into town. Jake just looked out the window as he felt the man’s cum leaking from his ruined hole onto his shorts.
When they reached town, Sanjaya took Jake to the town’s men’s club. It was a privilegios club for men only. Its membership was by invitation only and only for a select few. What went on there was secret and there was a lot of spectaction. Jake already felt naked barefooted and in his thin shorts as he was led through the elegant decorated men's club to the basement. The basement was a fully equipped dungeon with equipment and instruments that the straight stud had no idea what they were for or what purpose. He was too scared to move as Sanjaya roughly grabbed hold of his shorts and pulled. The thin shorts began to rip, leaving Jake naked. Jake tried to run and escape but two other men joined Sanjaya in subduing him. He tried to yell for help, but as he opened his mouth to scream a ball gag was pushed into his mouth and the gag’s strap was secured behind his head. Jake was then pushed face down on a table, his muscular arms and ankles were bound. His muscular, plump ass was finally pushed up in the air as his powerful legs were spread. For the next 24hrs Jake was pimped out to the men club’s members. About a dozen or more men took turns fucking his ass. Each man came inside him and was replaced with another man. However, the most humiliating part of the ordeal for the straight tough stud was that Jake had came multiple times.
By the time Sanjaya released him, Jake had made the three month rent. Once again, Jake sat in the passenger seat of the car and didn’t say anything. When Sanjaya pulled up to the farm house, Jake just sat there staring at the house.
When he finally opened the door to get out, Jake turned to the older man, “thank you,sir.”
Jake then got out of the car and limped toward the house.
Edward told his wife he was going to the gym as he grabbed his gym bag and headed out the door. His wife was so glad that her husband decided to join the gym after all those years, and get back into shape. She wasn’t really thrilled about the price of the monthly membership, a $1,000 a month membership seems a bit high but Edward hasn't been that active and happy in years so it was probably worth it.
When Edward arrived at the SkinTrade gym, he swap his keypob on the outside glass and chrome door and let himself in. The sound of metal hitting metal and cardio machines running greeted him as he entered the gym. He had forgotten how much he missed the sounds of the gym after all those years. Edward was glad that his fellow partner at his law firm, Roger, told him about SkinTrade gym.
Edward and Roger were friends and one time lovers from college, both being closeted bisexual law students. After college they both married women and went on to start their own successful law firm. They continued to periodically have sex with each other and often share a beautiful male interin, a boy from the mail room, or a eager younger attorney fresh out of college, whom was willing to do anything to make partner in the firm.
As usual Edward began his workout with some cardio to warm up. He didn’t see Roger in the gym and figured his friend was busy in the locker room, so Edward headed upstairs to the cardio selection that overlooked the weight room. As he ascended the stairs he heard the movement of the elliptical trainers and the voices and laughter of younger men. When he reached the cardio selection he was greeted with a sight of three frat jock boys on the elliptical trainers, wearing only jockstraps. Their smooth muscular bodies were flawless as they worked up a thin layer of sweat over their shredded torsos. Two of them, one with dark hair and a blonde, wore just red jockstraps and socks, while the third boy, with light brown hair, wore only a white jockstrap and was barefooted. They respectfully nodded a greeting to Edward but continued their workout. Edward moved to a treadmill that offered an unobstructed view of the three frat boys. As he walked on the treadmill, he watched their firm muscular asses moving back and forth as the hard muscles in their well developed legs and arms pump. They were talking about their classes, girlfriends, hooking up with that girl or woman, normal straight alpha male stuff. Edward couldn’t help but stare at their beautiful bare buttocks. They were almost hypnotic as they moved in the gliding motion. After 15mints, the frat boys stopped their machines and then moved to the treadmills, in a row just in front of the Edward. He could tell the boys were competitive with each other, natural jock boys, as they increased the speed of the treadmills. Their hard muscles pumping harder as they try to outdo each other. They were laughing, challenging each other to go fast. Edward could tell the dark hair boy in the red jockstrap was the alpha of the group of friends. He ran the fastest, encouraging his friends to keep up. His muscles were bigger and toner. The boy’s arms and legs were thicker and his powerful back more shredded, layered with muscles on top of muscles. Edward grew more aroused as he focused on the round bubble ass. The red straps perfectly framed the smooth plump ass cheeks. Edward wanted the boy’s ass so badly. He knew such a jock was off limits outside of the SkinTrade gym, but inside it was a different story.
“See something you like.”
Edward jumped in surprise and almost fell off his treadmill, when Roger stepped on the treadmill beside him.
“Oh, uh, you're late,” Edward tried to recover.
“Sorry, I got held up in the locker room with Officer McMuscles,” Roger laughed. “That muscle bull cop is a fine fuck. I even got to handcuff him before I gave him a workout.”
Roger was referring to one of the police officers that the gym management gave free memberships too. Those three frat boys also got the same free membership program. Edward had to admit the gym scheme was a successful one. Free memberships to hot muscle studs and alpha types and have them obediently work off their memberships with their beautiful asses and mouths. Although Edward never really understood how the gym got those studs to be so obedient and submissive. However, there is one steadfast rule, don’t approach the muscle “meat” outside the gym. They had totally different personalities outside the gym.
Edward returned his attention to the three frat boys. The front of the boys’ jockstraps were tight packed and bulging, especially the dark hair one in the red jock. He was the first to slow down and stop the treadmill and his two friends followed. Edward watched the three studs strutting over to their gym bags, and bent over to pick up their discarded towels.
“Damn, those are some nice boy pussies,” Roger said out loud as the boys’ smooth, hairless holes were exposed.
The dark-haired boy turned his handsomely, masculine face toward the two older men. Edward and Roger stopped their own treadmills and approached the small group. The three frat boys didn’t say a word or protest as the two older men boldly touched their sweaty shoulders. Roger freely felt up the blonde jock and the boy in the white jockstrap, while Edward enjoyed the obvious leader of the three.
“What your name,” Edward asked as he ran his hands down the sweat covered chisel 8 pack.
“Dustin, sir,” the stud’s voice was deep and masculine.
Edward could cum just from hearing that sexy voice. Dustin didn’t pull away as Edward put his arm around the broad shoulders and guided the jock toward one of the private rooms. He gently stroked the ripped rear delts and layered traps and lat muscles. Dustin’s bulge in his red jock pouch was bulging obscenely. Edward looked back and smiled as Roger followed with his arms draped over the other two jock boys’ shoulders. The boys grew more submissive and aroused at the two men’s touch. The two older men didn’t waste any time once they closed the door to the elegant decorated private room. Roger pushed both the white jockstrap boy and the blonde boy down onto their knees in front of him, and pulled out his hard cock. He then slapped their masculine faces with his thick cock, causing both boys to moan in pleasure. Meanwhile, Edward grabbed Dustin by the back of his head and pulled the muscular jock into a deep kiss. His right hand ran through Dustin’s hair as Edward pushed his tongue deep into the willing jock’s mouth. Edward’s other hand explored Dustin’s smooth pecs and firm nipples. He then twisted each eraser size nipple, causing Dustin to moan into his mouth. The jock’s muscles felt so good against Edward’s hands as he continued down the cobblestone abs and to the bulging jock pouch. His right hand cupped the pouch, squeezing and fondling Dustin’s cock while his tongue dominated the jock’s tongue.
Roger was pulling and pushing each jock’s head on and off his cock. The normally cocky, straight jocks obediently taking his cock.
Edward placed his hands on Dustin’s mountainous shoulders and pushed down. The jock’s powerful legs gave out and he skrank to his knees. Dustin looked up at Edward and reached out to pull the older man’s cock out of his shorts. Edward moaned and grabbed the sexy’s jock’s head. Dustin and his friends were well trained as cock suckers. He worked his tongue and throat muscles over the cock as he took it deep into his throat. Dustin coated it with his drool and saliva. He keeps his eyes on Edward’s, looking for approval. Edward finally pulled the stud off his cock and pulled him onto his feet. The muscular younger man offered no resistance as he was turned around and bent over. Edward gripped the firm ass cheeks and spread them, revealing the tight flawless boy hole. Roger watched hungrily as he fucked both of his jocks mouths. Edward grabbed hold of the masculine hips and pushed his hard cock into the jock’s hole. Dustin grunted loud as he was penetrated. The jock’s tight hole felt like pure pleasure around Edward’s cock. Edward pulled out and thrusted back into him. Dustin’s anal muscles gripped the cock pulling him back in. Edward grabbed the waistband of Dustin’s jockstrap and used it as leverage while pounding in and out of him. Edward never felt being in such a powerful and perfect ass as he was now. He couldn’t take anymore as he came deep inside the jockpussy. Edward hadn’t came that hard in years. Seeing his law firm partner breeding the sexy muscle jock sent Roger over the edge. He shot his load onto the faces and mouths of the two jocks who were sucking and worshipping his cock.
A few weeks later, Edward and Roger were interviewing for interins for the law firm when Dustin walked in. He looked so cocky and confident in his nice fitting khakis and dress shirt. Dustin had no recollection of the events with the two older men, and neither man was willing to disclose what happened. However, Edward and Roger couldn’t resist from hiring the inspiring law student on the spot. They both smiled as they checked out his muscular sexy ass as he left after the interview.
Massage therapy
Getting a massage every Saturday after working out became a ritual for Daniel. It felt so relaxing as his friend Jerry worked his tight muscles. He could feel all the tension and stress that built up over the week get worked out of his sore muscles. The hyper masculine short, bodybuilder trusted Jerry completely. They knew each other for years and he was the only man he would allow to touch him during a massage. Plus being a man, Daniel’s wife had no problem with her sexy husband seeing him. Daniel felt so comfortable talking about his marriage problems while Jerry worked and stretched his muscles.
“All she does is bitch,” Daniel laid on the table face up in just his blue briefs.
“Man, your wife doesn’t appreciate you,” Jerry said as he extended Daniel’s right leg to the side.
“I know,” Daniel groaned as his groin muscles were stretched.
Jerry applied pressure on the sore hamstrings muscles, working his hands up the thick muscular leg. He couldn’t help himself from admiring how beautiful Daniel looked laying on the table. His muscles were huge and shredded, flawless competition ready and pumped.
“You are a great guy, she doesn’t know how good she got it,” Jerry continued, as he worked his hands closer to his friend’s dark blue briefs.
“Yea, mmm don’t appreciate meee,” Daniel felt so relaxed as he closed his eyes.
Jerry noticed Daniel’s 5” cock growing hard in the confines of his briefs. He worked his fingers along the leg hole of the briefs, applying pressure on the abductor muscles.
“Yes, you need someone to take care of you. Treat you how you should be treated,” Jerry whispered as he pushed his finger into the right leg hole of Daniel’s briefs.
The straight stud merely moaned as the finger teased his full balls and hard cock. He lifted his huge arms over his head and rested his hands on his forehead, while Jerry moved his fingers down, pushing the briefs more open until he found Daniel’s hole. He stroked and teased the tight hole, before he pulled his hand out of the briefs to pump more of the special oil onto his hands. His supplier promised that the oil once absorbed into the skin would make the person blissfully relaxed and easily controllable. Jerry was skeptical at first but seeing the straight masculine Daniel respond as he massaged, felt up, and groped the big thick muscles. Tough Daniel was moaning and whimpering in lust as the oil was absorbed into his skin making him so sensitive and aroused. His nerve endings were on fire, sending waves of pleasures to his brain.
Jerry moved between the huge muscular legs and ran his hands up the chisel abs and large smooth pecs, “just relax, you trust me completely.”
“Yes, trust you completely,” Daniel mumbled, his eyes closed under his beefy forearms.
“It feels so good to trust and obey me,” Jerry pressed his crotch against Daniel’s underwear clad ass.
Jerry rubbed the oil onto the sensitive nipples, while grinding his cock against his friend’s covered hole. In return, Daniel started to groan in pleasure and wrapped his massive thighs around Jerry, pulling him closer. Jerry moved his hands back down the shredded muscular torso until his hands reached the briefs’ waistband. The oil was fully absorbed into Daniel’s body and his mind was reeling. He offered no resistance as his underwear was peeled down and his hard cock popped free. Jerry tossed the underwear aside and applied more oil onto his hands. He then wrapped his right fist around Daniel’s short but fat cock and began to stroke it. Daniel threw his head back and thrust his hips into the air, fucking Jerry’s hand. While his oiled cock was throbbing in Jerry’s right hand, Jerry reached under his friend’s large balls and found the tight virgin manpussy. Daniel’s moans grew deeper and louder as an oiled finger pushed into his now sensitive hole. The oil was absorbed into his insides. The finger poked his prostate sending new sensations of pleasure coursing through his brain.
“Oh, fuck, oh fuck me, please,” Daniel cried as he flexed his ass muscles and fucked into the air.
Jerry pulled his hands away from the mindfucked stud and undid his own shorts. Daniel opened his eyes as Jerry pulled out his own hard cock, a thick 7” cock. Daniel laid his legs on Jerry’s shoulders. Jerry then aimed his cock at the oil lubed hole. He grabbed the powerful thighs and pushed into the virgin hole. Daniel’s eyes rolled back into his head as he was stretched open. He was experiencing only pure pleasure. His ass muscles gripped the cock and pulled Jerry deeper into him.
“That’s it, you like my cock inside your manpussy, don’t you,” Jerry smirked as he pounded Daniel harder.
“Yes, god it feels so good,” Daniel cried out.
Jerry was so turned on by how tight Daniel was around his cock. It felt like pure heaven. Daniel was tightening his ass around his cock, trying to milk it with his ass muscles. Jerry pushed all the way into Daniel and paused, allowing the muscle stud to milk his cock. Jerry moaned and came deep inside Daniel. He came over and over, filling his friend’s ass. He gripped Daniel’s cock and jerked it. Jerry aimed the cock at Daniel’s face. It didn’t take Daniel long to follow, shooting his load high in the air, hitting him on his handsome face. Daniel was exhausted as Jerry let go of his legs, letting them fall back onto the table. Jerry couldn’t resist from leaning over and kissing Daniel’s cum coated face. He then redressed the muscle bound stud back into his briefs and told Daniel to sleep.
“You going to have a restful nap and when you woke you will remember only a relaxing massage, and having an extremely vivid and erotic dream of me fucking you,” whispered into Daniel’s left ear while wiping the cum from his handsome face.
Daniel woke feeling refreshed but when he saw Jerry, the straight alpha male blushed and found it hard looking at his friend without getting aroused.
Organize crime take over
Javier at 32 controls most of the organized crime in the city and now he wants in on Dr. Stone’s new steroid alternative. He knew there was a huge potential market for a serum that builds muscles and as rumors have it give it users a blissful, mindless high and intense orgasms. Besides being highly addictive, it was also virtually untraceable in any current drug testing. Dr. Stone was impressed as the mob boss arrived at his mansion to discuss the sale of the serum. The expensive designer black suit showed off Javier’s fit physique, and exquisite fashion taste. The top three buttons of the black silk shirt was undone, showing off Javier’s smooth chest, while the black slacks were tailored to show off the boss’s strong muscular legs, and impressive packed crotch. Even with his suit jacket on, the Professor could tell Javier had a nice well sculpted ass hidden under the fitted pants. The older man could also tell Javier cares very much about his appearance. His beard and mustache that framed his full, sexy lips were neatly trimmed, while his black hair was well groomed.
“Your men can wait just inside while we discuss business,” Dr. Stone said as he led Javier out onto the patio that wrapped around the pool.
Javier, trying to be polite to start off the negotiations, motioned for his two muscle bound bodyguards to stay inside.
“Wilbur, do make sure that the two men are comfortable,” the doctor smiled as he addressed the skinny, nerdy boy that he had previously introduced as his assistant.
Wilbur smiled wickedly at the Professor and then at the two muscular goons. The nerd gave Javier the creeps. Javier carried his briefcase, filled with cash as payoff for the serum, as he followed Stone out onto the patio. The pool area and patio was well decorated and elegant. Javier couldn’t help but think to himself that it was well too nice for someone who is living on a college professor’s pay. The crime boss sat down on one of the outside chairs and placed his briefcase beside him.
“As I told you on the phone I have no interest in selling my serum,” Dr. Stone said as he picked up a cedar humidifier box from the table in front of him and opened it, offering Javier a cigar.
Javier, who always likes a good, expensive cigar, accepted.
“I am willing to offer you a lot of money for your invention as an equal partner,” Javier said.
The younger man ran the Churchill cigar below his nose. It smells rich and sweet. Javier crossed his left ankle over his right knee as he leaned back on the comfortable chair while Stone walked behind him with a lighter. Javier placed the thick cigar to his mouth as the older man lit it for him.
“I’m not interested in a partner,” the Professor finally replied.
Javier puffed on the rich sweet tasting cigar. The smoke smelled so good and relaxing.
“I’m sorry, you feel like that. You don’t know what a moneymaker you have,” Javier answered, while breathing in the cigar’s smoke.
“Oh I know exactly what I have,” the doctor smiled as he continued to stand behind Javier, looking down at the younger man enjoying the expensive cigar.
Stone glanced toward the houses and saw that Wilbur had already taken care of the two bodyguards. The two goons were passed out on the couch inside while Wilbur was freely running his hands under their black shirts, feeling up their large oversized pecs.
“I don’t. . . Take . . . Nooo for an . .. answer,” Javier mumbled as his mind began to feel so relaxed.
Dr. Stone ignored the mumbled threat and gently stroked the dangerous crime boss' ears. Javier let out a low purring moan and the doctor was pleased to see the bulge in the tight black pants, stretching the fine soft fabric. It was so hard to think, but at the same time he felt so blissfully good. At the same time he cock was rock hard in the confines of his underwear and pants.
“See, my serum can be used in many forms,” Stone moved his hands down the thick neck and over the suit jacket covered board shoulders. “It can be injected or dripped on anything such as a cigar and can even be burned and inhaled,” the doctor moved his hands down into Javier’s shirt and began to explore the well developed pecs.
Slowly unbuttoning another button and another, Stone spread the silk shirt further open, revealing more of the smooth pecs. He pushed his hands deeper into the open shirt and ran his fingers over the mobsters' large brown nipples, causing Javier to moan. Javier’s entire body felt sensitive to the other man’s touch.
“You feel so good and submissive right now, don’t you. All you want to do is to be my submissive slave,” Stone leaned down, kissing Javier’s right earlobe.
“Yes. Oh, up yes,” Javier groans.
Javier's mind felt so blissfully empty. Stone hands moved lower, unbuttoning the shirt further, revealing the chisel abs and then the light treasure trail that ran from Javier outie belly button into the belted designer pants. As his hands had free access to the dangerous criminal, Stone kissed down the thick cords of muscles of Javier’s neck. All the while Javier continues to breathe in the thick cigar smoke, sending him deeper under Stone’s control. A thin line of drool ran from the corner of Javier’s mouth, down his chin. The doctor had modified his serum to completely enslave anyone who took it. It left its victims, mindless and blissfully obedient.
“You need me to fuck you so badly. You want to feel a real man’s cock up your tight manpussy,” the doctor whispered into Javier’s ear, while working both hard nipples under the soft shirt.
“Yes, master,” Javier replied.
It felt so right to call Dr. Stone master. Javier reached down and grabbed each nylon sock covered ankles and lifted his thick legs into the air. He held them wide, stretching the thin, expensive material of his pants over his round tight ass. The material was also stretched tight over the large bulge of Javier’s cock and fat balls. Stone reached into Javier’s suit jacket and found the stitch blade knife in his inside pocket. It was the very knife that it was rumored Javier used to dispatch his former boss. Stone then lazily ran the blade down Javier’s tight muscular body, causing slivers to run through the dangerous mobster’s body. The doctor stood between the muscular legs being held up in the air. Stone ran the blade down the thick thighs that stretched the designer pants, until he reached the exquisite well developed ass. He then ran the blade down the center seam of the pants that ran between the muscular ass cheeks. He began to cut the seam right where Javier’s hole lay hidden. Javier was moaning like a bitch in heat, holding his ankles in the air as his expensive pants and then black boxer briefs were cut. Stone then dropped the knife and grabbed the ruined material, pulling, ripping the pants open to reveal Javier’s virgin hole. The notorious womanizer, ladies man, was moaning in pure lust as Stone began to stroke and probe his hole.
“From now on you are going to be my slave Javier, you understand,” the doctor pulled the cigar from Javier and put it out on the $1,000 suit jacket.
“Yes, master,” Javier moaned.
His cock was so hard, trapped in the ruins of his pants, leaking large amounts of pre-cum.
“You will turn over all of your legitimate holdings to me. You will keep control of your illegal empire, but only as a figurehead. You will do everything I say. Understand,” Stone pushed his finger into the tight hole.
“Fuck, yes,” Javier cried out as his insides were being stroked.
“Good boy,” the doctor pushed in a second finger and started to spread them as much as possible.
Javier had pulled his knees up to his chest, giving his new master complete access to his manpussy.
“Good, boy,” the doctor smiled as he pulled his fingers out of Javier’s hole, leaving the once alpha stud feeling empty.
Stone opened a case on the table and took out a small tube of clear gel. He squeezed a generous amount of the gel onto his fingers and placed them back into Javier’s hole. As the cool lube touched the Hispanic gang leader’s hole, every nerve ending around it went into overdrive. Javier was feeling pure pleasure as his ass muscles relaxed allowing Stone’s fingers and then hand to freely move in and out of him.
“The serum also acts like a lube as well,” the doctor smirked as he began to stretch and open Javier up more. “You are going to feel only pleasure when I fuck you.”
Javier cried out, “please, please fuck me.”
Dr. Stone pulled out his fingers and undid his pants. Javier's eyes widened as he looked between his spread legs at his new master’s thick cock. Stone aimed his cock at the lubed hole, and then grabbed Javier’s sock covered ankles. The stylist loafers were dangling from his feet. Stone pushed into Javier’s virgin hole. Javier cried out as he was penetrated for the first time. Waves of pleasure filled the crime boss. Javier threw back his head as his eyes rolled back into his head. He never felt so much pleasure in his life. Stone thrusted in and out of Javier, each time harder and deeper. When Javier came, he shot his load high over his hair, down his face and onto his chest and suit. With Javier cumming in the most intense orgasm of his life, his anal muscles spasmed around his master’s cock, causing Stone to quickly follow deep inside him. The once cocky, dangerous stud laid broken as he stared at his new master in blissfully obedience.
When Wilbur came out of the house, twirling the two goons' underwear on his fingers in triumph, he found Stone counting the money from Javier’s briefcase, as the muscular Javier knelt naked, worshipping the large cock that had deflowered him. Wilbur admired Javier’s beautiful ass as a line of cum leaked from its ruined hole.
“The first of our friend's monthly tribute,” Stone referred to the case of stacks $100 bills.
“Great, dad. Can I keep those two goons? Please, dad,” Wilbur begged.
Juicedmusclepup Part 3
After that appointment, Hunter started to dress sluttier at the gym to show off his body. Within 6months Hunter was getting the body he always dreamed of and Dr. Stone told him he needed to show it off. Hunter started to wear skin tight compression shirts or shirts that barely cover anything. His now oversized pecs were on permanent display wherever he goes. His nipples were as pointed as erasers on a pencil and always erect. Also he loved showing off his new shredded 8 pack. Hunter even began to wear leggings, skin tight over his bulging legs, and short, spandex shorts that barely covered his amazing bubble ass while at the gym. Another side effect of the serum was that all of his body hair from the neck down fell off, leaving him smooth. However, this aided him in his bodybuilding career. He was well on his way to compete in his first bodybuilding competition. People were amazed how much muscle mass he put on and he was turning heads wherever he went. Men and women lusted over his boyish good looks and his huge, flawless muscles. He loved the attention, especially from men. Hunter found it quite easy to find a man to feed his need for cum. As a result he became a good slut. It wasn’t a day that went by that he didn’t get a load of cum either down his throat or up his ass.
One afternoon Hunter was doing deadlifts when he caught two older men checking him out. He was wearing a muscle shirt with its sides cut all the way down, displaying his chisel obliques and torso. As he did deadlifts and good mornings, he wore tiny spandex workout booty shorts, that was like a second skin. His legs, which were as big around as his waist, were smooth as silk, showing off every sculpted definition of his quads and hamstrings. As he bent over to lift the heavy weights, his tiny bodybuilding shorts rode up and exposed his lower lower curve of ass cheeks and the straps of his jockstrap. The men were laughing while watching him perform each straight leg lift. The two men followed Hunter into the locker room and watched as the muscle boy stripped and flexed in the mirror, practicing his posing routine.
“Damn you are a beast, boy,” one of the men whistled as they came up behind Hunter.
“Thank you, sir,” Hunter gave a seductive smile as he bent over to peel his spandex shorts over his large bubble ass.
His granite like ass was flawless as it was framed by the white straps of his jock. Hunter looked over his shoulders as he revealed his smooth boypussy. Acting so slutty would have humiliated the old Hunter but he needed his boy cunt fucked so bad. The men seem mesmerized by the pink hairless hole as Hunter peeled the shorts down his huge tree trunk legs. When he got the shorts to his feet he gripped his feet and stretched his wide, thick hamstrings.
“Man, that cunt is better than my wife’s,” one of the men whispered.
“Bet it tighter too,” the other man replied.
Hunter closed his eyes and groaned as the men started to grope his large ass cheeks, squeezing and spreading them. His ass was turning those straight men on. One of the men slapped a muscular cheek. The slap echoed through the locker room as the meaty, yet firm cheek bounced at the impact.
Hunter remained bent over as one of the men pulled out his cock. He then let out a low moan as he felt the stranger grab his muscular waist to aim his cock at the tiny hole. With a grunt the man pushed into him.
“Fffuck, that bitch feels good,” the man moaned to his friend.
Hunter was in pure heaven as he began to flex his incredible ass muscles around the stranger’s cock. The other man, not wanting to be left out, pulled his cock out and gripped Hunter by his hair. Hunter obediently opened his mouth and took the man into his throat. He soon was getting fucked from from both ends.
“Fuck he better then any woman,” the man in front of him groan as he fucked Hunter’s throat harder.
It didn’t take the men long to shoot their loads into Hunter. After they pulled out of him, he swallowed the load in his mouth and even offered to lick both men’s cocks clean.
The effects of the drugs in the serum not only made him big and shredded, but also dumb and slow thinking. Hunter soon found himself completely dependent on the Professor, who started to make all the decisions for him. Dr. Stone decided that Hunter needed around the clock supervision and told the obedient bodybuilder that he needed to move in with the Professor. Hunter happily agreed, believing Stone had his best interests in mind. He could concentrate on preparing for his upcoming bodybuilding competition, without any unneeded concerns or worries. Hunter started to happily refer to the Professor as his master. It made him feel so blissfully good when he does what Dr. Stone tells him what to do.
“Muscle boys don’t need to think,” Master Stone would tell him. “They are too pretty to think. All they need to do is to workout and do as they are told,” he would tell him while plowing in and out of Hunter’s muscle cunt.
The master however explained to Hunter that it is not a free ride. Hunter had chores to do like all good muscle boys, and had to help to support his upkeep. Although, Hunter was too dumb and unable to focus on anything but working out and having sex, a normal job was out of the question. So Master Stone began to pimp his muscle slave out to rich friends and beneficors. Hunter also occasionally work as a stripper and gogo boy at gay bars. He loved the attention he got when he danced in just a thong or g-string, showing off his hot body and large plump ass, while men groped and fondled him. Hunter would often earn extra large tips by going to an excluded part of the bar or club and giving the men nude lap dances. The men often end up having their cocks up Hunter’s tight boy cunt. All the money he made went to his master. Master Stone even rented Hunter out to porn producers and Hunter made a lot of money for them and the master.
All of Hunter’s dreams came true, when he won first place in his first bodybuilding competition. The experimental serum was undetectable by any of the drug tests he was out through, despite all the spectacution over his incredible growth over the past year. He stood on stage, happy, holding his trophy, with his cock was hard and bulging his tiny posing briefs. The spot lights glistened off his tanned chisel body as he took in the cheers of the bodybuilding fans. All he could think of was how much he was grateful to his master for the serum and everything he did for him.
Part 2 of juicedmusclepup
As the week went by Hunter already saw results and felt stronger. He also however found it harder to concentrate on anything other then working out and sex. Hunter even failed an easy test in one of his favorite subjects at school. He knew the subject and should have ace it. Hunter felt horny all of the time. After an intense workout he would start to feel an itch that started deep inside his ass and caused his cock to get rock hard. He even resorts to fingering his tight hole. It felt so good as he moved a finger in and out of himself that he would wrap a fist around his cock and feverishly beat off. Hunter also found himself checking out other men’s crotches. He didn’t care what they look like in the face or body, but he couldn’t help himself wondering what their cocks look like or even taste like. Hunter found himself being disgusted with himself.
On Monday the following week he arrived for his weekly appointment with Dr. Stone. When the Professor checked his stats, he had gained 5lbs of muscle and was already showing more definition.
“So how was the treatment going,” the doctor asked as he pulled out the case with the serum in it and the pup mask.
“Workouts been awesome. I keep the gym pump for hours longer then I did before. However, I found it harder to focus on anything other then working out and sex,” Hunter blushed. “I was horny all the time and my hole felt . . . Uh itchy,” Hunter lowered his voice before he took the pup mask and slid it tightly over his head and face.
The doctor laughed as he filled the syringe, “it a normal side effects. The serum is increasing your testosterone and making your prostate more sensitive as a result. Now drop your pants.”
Hunter felt his cock stirring as he obeyed and pulled down his shorts, revealing his jockstrap framed ass. He had thought it would be easier access for the Professor to inject him if he wore it.
“Very nice,” the Professor whispered as he started the camcorder.
Hunter found himself get more aroused by the older man’s praise. He even found himself wanting to moan as Stone touched his firm ass cheeks. He gripped the edge of the large antique desk as the needle pushed into his muscular cheek. Hunter felt a wave of pleasure filling him. When the Professor pulled the needle out of his cheek, Hunter felt Dr. Stone’s hands still lingering on his ass. The older man gently stroked the perfect round ass cheeks and then spread them, revealing Hunter’s small rosebud hole. Hunter’s gripped on the desk tightened as he felt the Professor’s finger touching his hole. He then let out a loud deep moan, as the finger pushed into him. Dr. Stone was stroking his insides, moving his finger in and out of the musclepussy. Hunter then felt the Professor’s finger hitting a spot inside him. He was overcome with intense pleasure.
His eyes rolled into his head, “Fffuck.”
Without touching himself he shot his load into his jock pouch. He came so hard that it leaked from his pouch onto the desk. His strong legs gave out as he collapsed onto the desk.
The Professor pulled his finger from Hunter’s tight ass, “that’s a good boy.” He patted Hunter’s head as if he was a dog. “Now lick up all your cum from my desk.”
Hunter paused. He would never humiliate himself like that by eating his own cum. However, he found himself peeling the mask up, over his mouth and proceeding to lick up his cum from the desk.
“That’s a good boy. Cum taste so good, all the pure protein and testosterone. You need those needed minerals to grow big and strong. You need to seek out men to inject you with a daily dose of semen up your boy pussy and down your mouth. You need it to grow big and strong,” the Professor continued to pat Hunter’s head as the boy hungrily licked up his own cum.
Hunter’s mind was reeling. A part of him wanted to yell that he was no fag but he was also so turned on. His cock was once again hard despite having just shot his load. After he licked up his own cum from the desk, Hunter turned to face the Professor and then slid down to his knees. Looking up at Dr. Stone for approval he reached out and started to undo the expensive suit pants. The Professor smiled down at Hunter as the muscle boy fished out his cock. Hunter was surprised by how thick it was nevertheless he opened his mouth as wide as possible and took as much of it as he could. He instantly began to gag over its thickness and found it hard to breathe. The Professor pulled Hunter’s mask off his face and gripped his hair and started to guide his head off and on the huge cock. Tears were running down Hunter’s handsome face while at the same time his cock was throbbing. Stone pushed his cock deep into Hunter’s mouth and held the boy’s head tight. Then with a grunt, the doctor shot his cum down Hunter’s throat. Hunter couldn’t help but swallow it. He was disgusted with himself as the older man pulled out his throat but at the same time, he couldn’t believe how good it tasted. Hunter kept hearing in his head that he needed cum to grow. Cum is good. He then hungrily licked and cleaned any residual semen left on Stone’s cock.
Every Monday Hunter would come for his weekly injections of the serum. Each week he added 5 to 10lbs of muscle to his frame. He also got more shredded. His muscles became more defined and vascular. He was looking like a jacked beast as he put the pup mask on and got on all fours for his injections. After the injections, Dr. Stone would fuck his mouth and gave him a large dose of semen down his throat.
One Monday after getting the injections, Hunter remained bent over as the Professor was rubbing his larger, firm ass. It had become a work of art. Two perfectly shaped globes, smooth and flawless.
“Doc, my hole is still feeling itchy all the time. I finger fuck it every day but it still get so itchy,” looked back over his massive shoulders, through the pup mask. His dark eyes begging for help.
“I see. Well we can take care of that and your doses of semen at the same time. If you are willing to take your doses up the ass, instead through the mouth. It will be absorbed a lot faster through the ass then throat anyway and will relieve the itching,” the Professor smiled as he stroked the boypussy.
Professor Stone was pleased how dumb Hunter had became. The college student had dropped out of school so that he could focus on only working out and because he failed all of his classes. In a couple more weeks, he will be a completely mindless slut to pimp out, the Professor smiled. He began to push his finger into the tight muscle pussy and moved it in and out.
Hunter moaned, “please, fuck me. I need it bad.”
“That’s a good boy,” Stone replied as he pulled out his finger and pressed Hunter’s head down on the hard desk.
Hunter’s sculpted, jockstrap framed ass was in the air. His powerful thighs were spread, revealing his smooth muscle pussy. The Professor undid his pants and pulled out his large cock. He gripped the pup mask with one hand and aimed his cock at the tight hole.
“Just relax. You are going to feel intense pressure but it is going to pass and then you will feel pure pleasure,” the doctor whispered as he pushed his cock into the muscle boy.
“Fffuck,” Hunter groaned and gripped the desk tightly
It felt like the huge cock was ripping his open, as it slowly plowed through his inner ring. He was being stretched to his limits. However when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, the pain slowly faded. Once Hunter’s hole got used to his thickness, Dr. Stone began to pull out and rammed back in. He began to thrust in and out, faster and deeper each time. Hunter was moaning as the pain was replaced with pure pleasure. The thick cock was ramming against his prostate over and over sending waves of pleasure through Hunter’s body. He never felt so good in his life. He laid face down on the desk enjoying the feeling of the cock sliding in and out of him. Hunter began to flex this anal muscles around the cock to keep it deep inside him.
“That’s it, boy, milk my cock with that beautiful ass of yours,” the Professor slapped Hunter on his big powerful thigh as he rode the muscle boy’s ass hard.
The Professor pounded the boy’s ass for ten to 15minutes before he paused deep inside Hunter’s ass. He was all the way in the tight ass and enjoying the boy’s ass muscles flexing around him. Finally with a loud moan, the Professor came inside his ass. He sprayed waved after waved of cum deep inside Hunter. Hunter was so blissfully happy when he felt the warm load of pure protein and excess testosterone filling his ass.
Thanks to @juicedmusclepup for allowing me to based the story on his pics.
Juiced Muscle Pup
Hunter was short but what he lacked in height he made up for in muscles. He had nice thick, short legs, a wide back, defined arms, and a nice bubble ass that turned a lot of people’s heads, both women and men. However, Hunter wasn’t satisfied. He wanted to be bigger, more jacked, and was willing to do anything for it. His dream was to compete on stage during a bodybuilding competition. Hunter wasn’t above using steroids to get there and had shown some promise in using them but it still wasn’t enough. When he wasn’t attending classes at NYU, he spent all of his free time at the gym.
One day at the gym, he was working out in his blue tank top that clinged to his round heavy pecs, and a pair of sweatpants. The grey sweatpants did nothing to hide his plump behind. As he worked out his ass stretched the sweatpants, showing off its roundness and thickness. Despite his height, he held himself very well and was cocky in the gym. Hunter was considered one of the gym’s alphas. Hunter just finished his last set of squats and headed toward the locker room, peeling off the sweat soaked tank top as he went.
“Had a good workout,” an older man asked as Hunter stopped in front of the gym mirror and flexed.
“Pretty good,” Hunter replied as he inspected himself in the locker room mirror for faults which he could only see.
“Look like you are in amazing shape,” the older man stood close behind Hunter.
“I’m trying. But too damn hard to grow,” Hunter replied as he pulled down his sweats and pulled up his blue compression boxer briefs.
He extended his top right leg, shook it, and began to flex his quads.
“Maybe I can help,” the stranger pulled out a business card. “I’m Dr. Stone from the university,” the older dignified man extended the card to Hunter. “I am conducting trails on a muscle growth program. I assure you it's all above board.”
Hunter looked at the business card and was intrigued, “what I have to do?”
The older man smiled, “we developed a new form of steroid that is more effective than any other that is produced now, both legal and let say, not so, without the harmful side effects. Along with our specially designed fitness and diet program, it is guaranteed to see results in only a couple of weeks.”
“Sounds too good to be true,” Hunter was skeptical but also more intrigued. He was willing to try anything. He had already tried almost every product he could get his hands on.
“Think about it overnight and give my office a call if you are interested in making an appointment,” Dr. Stone smiled.
After the Professor left Hunter went into the gym shower to wash up. As usual he took the last shower stall in the rear of the row of curtain covered stalls. As the water washed over his sore muscles, he soaped up his tight, compact body. He loved the feel of his muscles and began fantasizing about how they would feel bigger and jacked. His cock grew hard to the point he had to wrap his fist around his pulsating cock and feverishly jackoff. He lifted upon his toes and arched his back as he shot his load onto the stall’s wall.
For the rest of the evening Hunter couldn’t stop thinking about Dr. Stone and his promises to make him bigger. The first thing the next morning, Hunter called and made an appointment to consult with Professor Stone.
“I glad you agreed to take part in our program,” Dr. Stone shook Hunter’s hand after he went through all the details and Hunter agreed to all the disclosures. “Now are you already for your first treatment.”
“Absolutely,” Hunter replied, both nervously and excited.
“You will need to come into the office once a week for your injections,” the doctor pulled a small case from his desk drawer.
Hunter couldn’t help but notice the odd dog pup mask in the drawer beside the case.
The doctor noticed Hunter looking at the mask and smiled, “we have to record the injections and some of our subjects like the anonymity of wearing the mask. Its lightheartedness makes them relax as well. Do you prefer to wear it?”
Hunter laughed, “sure.”
Dr. Stone help him pull the tight hooded mask over his head. Hunter looked at himself in a mirror and oddly found it arousing with the dog face peering back at him. The doctor then proceeded to turn on the camera that was set up on a tripod in the middle of his elegant decorated office. He then open the case and took out a small vial
“Now pull down your shorts and underwear and bend over the desk,” the doctor instructed as he filled up the syringe from a vial.
Dr. Stone paused as he couldn’t resist admiring the two firm glutes facing him. He then gently touched it. His right hand lingering on the meaty left cheeks as he presses the needle against the firm flesh. The doctor squeezed the muscles as the needle broke the flawless skin and he then injected the clear serum into the buttocks. His hand still lingered on Hunter’s ass even after he pulled the needle out. Hunter remained bent over. At first he felt no difference, then he started to get rock hard. To Hunter’s horror, he realized that he was being turned on by the older man’s touch. Hunter turned bright red in embarrassment. Stone was smirking as he gently rubbed the boy’s plump ass. He then gave it a firm slap, causing Hunter to jump.
“It will be all for now. You can pull up your underwear and shorts now,” Dr. Stone continued to smile.
Hunter was embarrassed as he realized he was still bent over with his shorts down. He hurried to pull his briefs and shorts back up his legs and over his butt. After he left the science hall of the university, Hunter went straight to the gym. He worked out for two hours lifting and then 30 minutes of cardio, as he was instructed to. Hunter felt wonderful. He was full of energy, his muscles were pumped, and veins were large and full. After he finished his workout he started to feel so fucking horny. His cock grew rock hard in the gym locker room, so he had to hide his cock in his thin shorts as he hurried to his favorite shower stall to jackoff. He came harder than normally and he even had to bite his lips to keep himself from crying out. After he showered off his cum and changed back into his workout clothes, he left the gym and took the subway home. As he sat on the train, he couldn’t resist checking out his muscles. His arms were still pumped as if he had just finished curling them. He could even see the traces of long, thick veins that ran up truly bluffed up bodybuilders’ arms. Hunter has been trying to get those veins in his arms for a long time. He looked across the aisle of the train and noticed a man staring at him. The man had a briefcase over his lap, but Hunter noticed the man’s right hand was underneath the briefcase. Hunter’s eyes met the man’s eyes, and the man smiled. The muscle boy turned red again as it became obvious that the stranger was stroking himself under the briefcase while checking him out. Hunter started to get hard again. His cock pressed against his briefs and the thin workout shorts did nothing to hide his hardon. He pulled his gym bag onto his lap to try to cover it. He was so relieved when the train reached his stop and he hurried out of the subway car. When he got home to his tiny apartment, he pulled off his clothes and jerked off feverishly.
Dr. Stone gave him a link to download several recorded files and instructed him to listen to them every night before bed. He downloaded the files and before falling to sleep he put his earbuds into his ears and activated the files. All he could hear was a low hum and static, however, he quickly fell into a deep sleep. As he slept he began to dream that he followed the man, from the train, off the train and into the dirty bathroom of the subway stop. It felt so real that Hunter could almost feel the man’s hands stripping him and exploring his thick muscles. His muscles were bigger then they are now. They were huge and shredded. However, despite how huge his muscles were in his dream, the older weaker man pushed him down on his knees and fucked his mouth. When the man was about to cum, he pulled out of the muscle boy’s mouth and sprayed his cum over Hunter’s face. Next he dreamed he was getting fucked by Professor Stone. Hunter was wearing the pup mask over his handsome face, as the doctor bent him over the desk as if he was about to get his injections. Instead of injecting the syringe into Hunter's huge ass, Stone pushed his massive cock up the boy’s hole. The doctor fucked him hard and deep until he fucked Hunter’s cum right out of him. When Hunter woke the next morning, he was covered in cum. He was humiliated that he had came in his sleep.
As the week went by Hunter already saw results and felt stronger. He also however found it harder to concentrate on anything other then working out and sex. Hunter even failed an easy test in one of his favorite subjects at school. He knew the subject and should have ace it. Hunter felt horny all of the time. After an intense workout he would start to feel an itch that started deep inside his ass and caused his cock to get rock hard.
To be continued
The Master’s Harem
Nick stood at the kitchen counter in only a pure white jockstrap preparing his master breakfast. He was humming to himself as he cooked Mexican scrambled eggs, bacon, turkey sausage. All his master’s favorites. The sexy, successful male fitness model has never been so happy in his life as he was now. He had no concerns or worries any more. His master does all the thinking for him now. Nick made sure everything was cooked to his master’s liken. He then arranged the food on a tray, making sure everything was perfect.
Nick reached behind himself and adjusted the straps of his jockstrap to frame his round bubble ass. It was flawless and firm, two perfectly shaped glutes. Nick had never been in better shape as he was now. His legs were thick and well defined, his abs were chisel 8 pack cobblestones, while his pecs were large and nipples firm and erect. His back were layered with shredded muscles on top of muscles, forming a perfect v-shape from his mountainous shoulders to his narrow waist. Nick’s arms were well defined and sculpted. His modeling and social media career never been so successful. He was even in high demand as a gogo dancer and stripper at various gay clubs. Nick never been that successful when he was a straight, conservative boy. All his money goes to his master, in return the master takes care of him and makes all the decisions. Nick realized he was too dumb to handle his own affairs and he wasn’t good at thinking for himself. Before he met his master he would party all the time, spend money on girls and made stupid mistakes. Thinking always got him into trouble.
Nick carried the tray of food into the bedroom. In the large master bedroom he stood before the large king size bed with the tray in hand, smiling. On the bed, the master had his right arm draped over Nick’s friend Jacob. The older man was spooned behind the muscular younger man, his cock nestled between the newly broken in bubble ass. Nick couldn’t help but think to himself how beautiful the scene before him was. Sexy Jacob had cried himself asleep in his new master’s arms. His masculine, handsome face still had the dry tears from the night before. They were best friends, workout partners, fellow models. Nick should have felt guilty for luring the sexy blonde adonis into his master’s clutches but he knew that Jacob would be happier. He truly wanted his friends to be as happy as he is. Nick’s eyes traveled up Jacob’s bent muscular legs, the thick thighs, his sculpted ass pressed against the master. Jacob’s impressive cock was hard and coated with cum from numerous times he had come that night and morning. The straight stud never came that many times in his life as he did that night. Nick knew from experience that it was why Jacob had cried himself to sleep. Straight boys had a hard time at first when their cum was fucked out of them for the first time. They lived their whole lives believing that being fucked up the ass was humiliating and weak, and in no way enjoyable. When they were fucked and made to cum without touching themselves, they realized that their straight alpha boys lives were a lie. Their hard, huge muscles were meant to be fucked hard and for other men’s pleasure. Jacob opened his eyes and let out a low groan, as the master turned and his large cock popped out of the muscular model’s hole.
The master smiled at Nick standing before him with the tray of food, “morning Nick.”
“Morning, sir. I made you breakfast,” Nick smiled. His cock was visibly hard through the white underarmour jockstrap.
“It looks very good,” the older man sat up in the bed.
Nick felt so proud, as he sat the breakfast try over the older man’s waist, “thank you, sir.”
Jacob turned his head toward Nick. He showed no visible hostility toward his friend who drugged him and delivered him to the master. A part of him felt betrayed but also he understood that Nick had no choice. Also thanks to Nick, he had the best orgasm in his life. He hasn't come so much before. The feeling of the master’s thick cock pounding his tiny prostate over and over made his cum hard. Prior to that night he never was able to have multiple orgasms in one night nor to cum without touching himself. Even when he was with the hottest woman, he always had to pull his cock out of the woman’s pussy and jack off to cum on her. One bitchy chick told him once, after they had sex, that he was too into himself for any woman to get him off. After the night with the master, Jacob realized the bitch was partially right. Women could never really pleasure him. He had often grown bored with them as they were merely a tool for the sexy adonis to get off.
Jacob watched with wide eyes as Nick crawled onto the foot of the bed and while the master ate, started to suck on the older man’s toes. He had always viewed Nick as the ultimate stud, always in control, confident, and dominant. Always the alpha. Now seeing his normally cocky friend in a submissive role to another man, made Jacob even more aroused. It was like a justification that it was ok for guys like them to be submissive. If it is good enough for Nick it is good enough for him, Jacob thought as he found himself moving down by Nick and joining him. They each began to suck and worship their master’s feet as he ate. Jacob was amazed that Nick was able to take all of the toes of the master's right foot into his mouth without evening gagging. The master let out a low moan between bites of his food as his two muscle slaves sucked and worshipped his feet.
After he finished the breakfast, the master lifted the tray and sat it aside on the large bed. The two beautiful younger men then licked and kissed their way up his legs, until they both reached his hard cock and full balls. The two models then began to share his cock, taking turns worshipping and sucking it. Nick was training Jacob on how to take a cock deep into his throat without gagging, and the blonde stud was a fast learner. They licked each side of the fat cock and their sexy lips touched each other’s. Nick and Jacob continued to kiss as the master pulled his cock from between their mouths, and watched the two muscular friends make out for the first time. The master ran his hands through their soft hair, encouraging them to explore more of their hard bodies. Their tongues wrestled for dominance over each other as their hands gripped each other's bulging muscles. They pulled away from each other and returned to worshipping their master. Nick moved down and began to work on the master’s big balls. He rolled each ball in his mouth, working his tongue over it, while Jacob continued to train and learn on the master’s thick cock. He was soon able to take the entire length down his tight throat.
The master couldn’t help but to look at them with pride. They were so beautiful. The idea of the perfect muscular, strong males. Nick and Jacob both had a number of attractive bodybuilding and fitness minded close friends, and both had tens of thousands of social media followers, many of them younger men looking up to them as their idols. The two adonis were only the first of many new slaves the master have his eyes on.
Master’s Harem chapter 2
Jacob awoke to find his arms and legs strapped to the corners of a large king size bed. He struggled against the ropes and tried to scream but found that his mouth was pushed open with an oral gag. His jaw was hurting as he was unable to close his mouth nor speak. Jacob looked to his right and saw Nick standing by the far wall, naked. He looked at his friend with hatred in his eyes. Nick had betrayed him. Jacob tried to struggle harder and yell obscenely to Nick but to no avail. He then realized his cock was rock hard, as it stood straight up from his lower abs. As he looked toward it, he also saw that his crotch was smooth as Nick’s was. The map of veins running along his lower stomach was visible and unobstructed by the lack of his pubes.
“Ah, you awake,” the master came into the blonde Adonis’s view.
The older, digify man approached the table and ran his left hand up Jacob’s powerful right leg. Jacob tried to pull his leg away but couldn’t move. His muffled protests only made the older man laugh at him.
“Relax, everything is going to be so much better, soon. I am Nick’s agent and manager, I am also his master. And soon I will be yours,” the master moved his hand further up and over the deep valleys of Jacob’s abs.
Jacob’s mind yelled never, but no vocal protest escaped his gag mouth. The master pulled out a small brown bottle from his pocket and placed it to the younger man’s nasals. Jacob struggled to turn his head but the master held it with a firm grip. With his mouth pushed open, he was unable to hold his breath. As he breathe in the poppers, his mind was reeling and felt like he was floating. He heard the older man laugh at him, while wrapping a fist around Jacob’s cock. The master began to stroke and jerk the younger adonis’ cock, causing Jacob to moan through the gag. His cock was throbbing and began to ooze pre-cum. His head was so foggy. He didn’t know why he was so hard. Of course he had no idea that he was slipped viagra while he was out and was filling the full force of it now.
“It feel so good to relax and give up control,” the master whispered as he stroked the impressive cock. “Boys like you need a man to control and guide you. It feel so good to just give in.”
Jacob’s mind was in overdrive, he tried to move his head in protest. The master only smiled and put the brown bottle back to his nose. Jacob had no choice but to breathe the chemicals through each nasal.
“That’s a good boy. It feels so good to give in,” the master stroked Jacob faster and harder.
The muffled moans grew louder. Jacob arched his back off the bed and strained against the bounds.
“Women bore you, don’t they. Their consent nagging. They are inferior to men. You think they are only a means to get off,” the master pumped Jacob’s cock harder and faster.
It was so hard for Jacob to think. He was desperate to get off that he was fucking the master’s hand and the air.
“That it cum for me,” the master jerk faster.
Jacob couldn’t hold out. He started cumming over and over. It ran down his staff and over the man’s hand. Jacob was relieved when he finally stopped. He was breathing heavily as he came down from his high. However, his ordeal was far from over. The older man undressed before him. Jacob's eyes widened in fear as he saw the master’s cock. It was thick and hard. He watched helplessly as the master climbed on top of him and saddled Jacob’s chest. The man then grabbed the Adonis's blonde hair and pulled Jacob’s head on to his cock. Jacob couldn’t closed his mouth as the cock slide into his throat and began to fuck it. Tears welled in the straight boy’s face. The master gripped his stylish hair and guided it on and off his thick cock. Jacob was humiliated. To his horror his cock grew hard once again. As he was being faced fucked.
“Boys like you need a real man to take care of you. Thinking is too hard. A boy like you should be working out with no care and concern in your pretty head,” the master continued to speak as he fucked Jacob’s mouth over and over.
Jacob in return was moaning over the cock. He looked up at the man sitting on his chest, who was feeding him his cock. For the first time in Jacob’s adult life he felt inferior and he couldn’t figure out why he was so turned on.
“Your mouth feels so good,” the master moaned and shot his load deep down Jacob’s opened mouth.
Jacob had no choice but to swallow it all. After the master finished cumming he pulled out of Jacob’s hole of a mouth and stroked his cock along the boy’s masculine cheeks and jawline, smearing his cum on Jacob’s face. The master finally got off Jacob’s chest. Nick quickly moved to the bed and stood beside Jacob’s head. Jacob looked up at his friends and saw a look of regret in Nick’s face. Nick pulled on a rope and Jacob found his legs being lifted into the air. The thick powerful legs were held spread in the air, with Jacob’s hard cock pointed straight at his own face. Nick then moved onto the bed and knelt in front of Jacob’s spread legs. He then spread Jacob’s muscular ass cheeks and buried his face into his friend’s hole. Jacob always liked when a woman ate out his ass, but it was the first time a man did it. Nick was probing his tongue in and out of the tight hole as Jacob found himself wiggling his ass over his friend’s face. Meanwhile, the master lifted Jacob’s head and undid the straps behind his head to remove the oral gag from his mouth. Although his jaw was hurting, Jacob let out a deep loud moan. Nick’s mouth and masculine rough face felt so good against his sensitive hole. While Nick was lapping and getting the tight hole wet, the master placed a bottle of water to Jacob’s lips. Jacob was so thirsty that he greedily drank it all down.
However, it was soon obvious what Nick’s duty was in rimming his ass, when the master guided Nick’s head out of Jacob’s ass. The older man soon replace Nick in front of the spread legs. He smiled as he looked at Jacob in the eyes, through the powerful thighs.
“Just relax, you are going to enjoy it so much,” and with a grunt he pushed into Jacob’s saliva lubed hole.
“Ugh,” Jacob cried out as he was penetrated for the first time.
Jacof pulled on the bounds as the cock plowed deeper. His muscles tensed and flexed as he tried to free and brace himself. As the master’s huge cock pushed deeper into him, Jacob found his body adjusting to it. The pain slowly faded and was replaced with pure pleasure. His eyes rolled back into his head as the thick cock rammed his tiny prostate.
“Oh, fffuck,” Jacob cried out.
The master began to thrust in and out of the wreaked boypussy, “you are built to be fucked hard.”
Jacob couldn’t believe how good it felt as the cock slammed in and out of him. With a loud moan, the masculine fitness model came. His cum shot out of his cock and hit him directly on the face. The cum ran down his handsome face, as his ass muscles gripped the master’s cock and milked it until the older man came deep inside him. Jacob was exhausted and just laid there exhausted as Nick and the master undid his bounds. He was able to move and resist but all fight was fucked out of him. However, the master wasn’t done with him. For rest of the night, the master fucked Jacob in various positions. Each one was more humiliating to a straight man then the last, but each time Jacob came without even touching himself.
To be continued
The master’s harem
Nick rode the older man’s cock on the large king size bed. The master looked up and reached up his hands to stroke and explore the male model’s beautiful sculpted abs while Nick bounced up and down on his cock. Nick was in pure heaven, his 6” cock was curved upward as he enjoyed the thickness pumping in and out of his smooth perfect ass. He lifted his large arms to flex them. Nick loved flexing for his master. All of his sexy muscles were for the master’s pleasure. The master moved his hands further up, cupping his boy’s biceps.
“Tell me about Jacob,” the master said while squeezing and exploring his slave’s arms.
Nick stopped with the thick cock deep inside his ass, “he’s one of my closest friends.”
“I want to expand my stable and he would be an excellent addition, don’t you think” the master moved his hands down over Nick’s large well developed pecs. “You want to make him as happy as you are now, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” Nick moaned as the master twisted his large nipples.
Nick threw his head back, his brown hair soaked to his forehead, and moaned loud as he shot his load.
The next morning, Nick called his friend Jacob to workout with him at their normal gym. They haven’t worked out together for several weeks and Jacob jumped at the chance to catch up with his best friend. He haven’t seen much of Nick since he got that new agent of his.
When Nick arrived at their usual gym, he found Jacob flirting with the female trainer. He was leaning against a workout machine making sure the woman check out his ripped body. The white stringer did nothing to cover his bulging arms and shoulders. His shorts meanwhile showed off his muscular legs and well sculpted ass. Nick notice the woman slipping Jacob her number before the blonde adonis joined Nick.
“What up Dude? Haven’t seen you in a while,” Jacob and Nick gripped each other’s fists and bumped shoulders in a bro hug.
Nick flashed his pearly white teeth, “been busy with modeling. Career really taking off.” He nodded to the female trainer, “a new conquest? What about Karen? I thought you too was getting serious.”
Jacob looked sideways to the big breasted trainer, “ I hope.” He turned back to Nick, “nah man, Karen was getting too clingy. You know this isn’t satisfied with one woman. I get bored with the same one all the time.” The fitness model lifted up his shirt and revealed his chisel abs and laughed.
For the next two hours the two fitness models worked out on their legs. They spotted each other as they did heavy squats. Both younger men were highly competitive with each other. They loudly encouraged each other to push themselves. It was like old times for the two best friends. They met on both of their first photo shoots and became fast buddies. As Jacob squated low to the floor, Nick couldn’t help from checking out his friend’s ass. It stretched the thin shorts. It was round and big, perfectly sculpted. Nick knew his master would love fucking Jacob’s ass.
Jacob and Nick were exhausted after they finished their workout and headed to the locker room. They peeled off their sweaty gym clothes. They used to see each other naked. Jacob was however surprised by Nick’s body, especially how smooth he was. He would never admit that he had noticed that Nick’s crotch was completely devoid of pubes.
“Dude, you are a beast. What are you on, man.” Jacob laughed as he used his shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Nick laughed, “what you mean.”
“Dude, you always been in great shape, but you are fucking shredded now,” Jacob eyes traveled down his friend’s body.
“My ma, my agent got me on a new program,” Nick flexed and posed naked in a classic pose. “You want to come over for a swim at the pool?” Nick started to dress in his street clothes.
“You have a pool,” Jacob asked intrigued.
“It's my agent's, he's letting me stay there. It is a perfect arrangement. I train him at his home gym and he gets me all the best modeling gigs.”
“You live with him,” Jacob sounded confused and concerned. “I don’t have a pair of trunks with me,” Jacob responded.
“No worry, we have the house to ourselves” Nick replied as he tried not to be obvious while checking out Jacob’s naked muscular body and impressive cock.
Jacob was surprised by the steer size of the oceanfront mansion as Nick led him out to the large pool. He was about to ask if Nick had an extra pair of swim trunks but before Jacob could ask, Nick was undressing right in front of him.
“Come on don’t be shy,” Nick laughed and drove naked into the crystal clear pool?
Not to be upstage by his friend and be considered uptight, Jacob shrugged his muscular shoulders and pulled off his clothes. Nick watched from the pool as Jacob’s beautiful body glistened in the sun. His impressive cock and heavy balls swinging. Once naked, Jacob ran and jumped into the cool water. It took everything Nick had to keep himself from getting hard as they splashed around and wrestled each other’s hard, strong bodies. It was a losing battle for Nick. Jacob was surprised when he reached underwater in an attempt to horse around and discovered that Nick was hard. Jacob was shocked and pulled his hand away. The care free attitude quickly faded as Jacob swam to the edge of the pool and pulled himself out. Nick watched the ripped back muscles flexing as his friend lifted himself out of the water. His mouth watered as Jacob’s beautiful ass came into view once again. The pool water ran down the muscular curves and between the flawless cheeks. Nick continued to watch his friend’s ass as he walked toward the lounge chairs and grabbed a towel to dry himself off and wrapped around his chisel waist. Nick followed and pulled himself out of the pool. Jacob wanted to look away but Nick was still hard and his large cock pointed straight at him.
Nick wrapped a towel around his own sculpted waist, “you want some margaritas.”
Jacob sat on the lounge chair, trying to put the scene out of his head, “yeah, that’s cool.
“I'll be back,” Nick then walked off toward the large house.
The master was in the kitchen watching them from the window, when Nick came in, “you are right. He is beautiful.”
The master pushed a tray with a pitcher of margaritas and two glasses on it toward Nick. He then pulled out a small vial from his suit pocket and poured its content into one of the glasses. Nick watched his master pour some of the margaritas into the glass with the drug in it. Nick then took the tray out to the pool and sat it down on the table between the two lounge chairs. He laid down and slipped his own drink while waiting for the drug in Jacob’s drink to kick in. The margarita was good and strong to Jacob as he drank it. He was hoping that it would take the edge off after seeing his friend with a hard on from horsing around with each other. Nick always was the straightest guy he knew but Jacob had caught Nick checking him out in the gym while squatting and in the locker room while they changed. Within minutes Jacob found it hard to focus and concentrate. He turned his head toward Nick. Nick looked back at him with a concerned, regretful look on his handsome, chisel face. Jacob started to open his mouth to say something but instead his head felt too heavy to keep it up. His muscular arms fell limp, dropping the empty glass onto the ground.
Nick felt guilty as he watched Jacob pass out beside him. However, he also couldn’t resist sliding off his lounge chair and knelt before his friend. Nick ran his hand down Jacob’s smooth abs toward the towel. He then undid the towel and revealed Jacob’s thick soft cock. Nick then gently stroked it as he watched it grow hard in his hand. When Jacob’s 7” cock grew full mast, Nick leaned in and wrapped his lips around the fat cock head. He was deep throating the passed out stud when his master walked up to him. The master stroked his brown hair, as Nick’s head bobbed up and down on Jacob’s cock, “good boy.
To be continue
ALPHA BETA OMEGA CHAPTER 8
At midnight, Alex, in only a tiny swimmer jockstrap, gathered the pledges in the playroom area of the basement. The room was converted into a dungeon with various s&m and bondage equipment. At the frat President’s instructions the frat brothers unlocked the boys’ cockcages. Jorge and the other pledges were relieved when their cocks were freed. However, they were soon bound to the various equipment. A leather harness was attached around Jorge’s tattooed pecs, followed by an oral gag that pushed the soccer jock’s mouth open in a perfect o-shape. Jorge couldn’t close his mouth or utter a word. He then was laid in a sling and his legs lifted to expose his jockpussy. His muscular arms and ankles were then suspended by the chains that supported the sling. Meanwhile, Moose was bound to a large X-cross with his large bubble ass facing out. His massive, smooth legs were spread for easy access. In addition, the rugby playing pledge had his wrist and ankles locked up in a stockade with his ass pushed out. Another pledge, the youngest son of the conservative, closet senator was strapped face down on the pool table. His perfect smooth bubble ass and his hole left vulnerable and exposed.
The men whose taste ran rough and into bsm especially enjoyed the “play room,” where they fucked the pledges extremely hard. Professor Harris smirked as he walked up between Jorge’s spread, lifted legs. The older man puffed on his cigar as he ran his hands down Jorge’s thick, smooth quads and hamstrings. When his hands reached the jock’s hard throbbing cock and fat full balls, he gripped Jorge’s cock and pulled it toward him. Harris then let go and let the thick cock bounce back, slapping against the boy’s chisel 8 pack. Jorge tried to let out a cry but it came out muffled.
“Beautiful,” Harris whispered as he ran his hands over Jorge’s sculpted abs and powerful legs.
The last few weeks as pledges, Jorge and the others underwent the fraternity’s intense workout regimens. As a result their bodies were more toner and bigger than before. Their studies took a second seat to the consent training they were enduring. In a few short weeks they became the ultimate huge himbos, the alphas demanded.
Harris blew his cigar smoke into Jorge’s face as he pulled out his cock from his pants. He then aimed his cock at the jock’s hole. Harris grabbed hold of the chains of the sling and pulled Jorge toward him. Jorge closed his eyes and let out a silent grunt as the Professor’s cock slid into him. Harris smirked as he began to guide the soccer player on and off his cock by the sling. Another man came up behind the sling and Jorge’s head was pulled back so his mouth, with his sexy full lips, was fucked while his sexy jock ass was plowed at the same time. Professor Harris thrusted in and out of the tight ass hard and deep causing Jorge’s muffled groans to grow louder. The Professor was so turned on by the soccer jock’s prime ass, that it didn’t take him long to cum deep inside Jorge. When Harris pulled out he was replaced by another man. Jorge was fucked up the ass and down his tight throat by 12 men. Despite how much he was aroused and turned on by having his prostate rammed and having his cock finally freed, he didn’t cum. One man after another came inside Jorge however, the jockboy was well trained. He could no longer cum unless he was giving permission. His fat cock was so hard but still he didn’t come.
Meanwhile, Wilbur came up behind Moose who was strapped to the large X cross and grabbed his muscular waist from behind. The chains of the x-cross had just enough give to allow Moose’s ass to be pulled outwards from the cross. Wilbur then brutally thrusted hard and deep into the football player’s muscle sculpted ass. The big muscular jock cried out as his prostate was pounded. The small, skinny nerd in return smirked and continued slamming in and out of the larger muscle stud’s ass. Sweat was covering the wide chisel back while Moose moaned in pure ecstasy.
As the night went on into the morning, the guests in the dungeon playroom thinned out, leaving Jorge and the other pledges exhausted. Their asses were in ruins. Jorge’s ass was leaking a large amount of cum from the dozen men that came inside him. When the dungeon was empty except for the pledges, there were heavy footsteps descending the basement steps. A tall, well dressed figure approached Jorge and ran his hand down the perfect muscular body. Jorge had his eyes closed and through it was just another man wanting to use his body. However, when he opened his eyes he found Professor Stone, the master of the frat house standing over him. His face immediately was filled with a look of devotion as the Professor gently stroked Jorge’s sweaty black, matted hair.
“You had been a good boy,” Professor Stone whispered as he stroked the boy’s face.
Jorge tried to mumble a thank you but it came out as a muffled groan. Smiling, the older man reached behind the Latino stud’s head and undid the oral gag. Jorge was relieved of being free of the device. His mouth and jaw were so sore however, that he tried to loosen it up by opening and closing his mouth. The Professor meanwhile moved his hands down the chisel, sweat covered body until he stood between Jorge’s legs. He then ran a hand over the soccer jock’s boypussy. He scooped up a generous amount of the cum that was leaking from Jorge’s ruined hole. Professor Stone then placed the cum covered fingers to Jorge’s mouth. Keeping his eyes on the Alpha master’s eyes, Jorge opened his mouth and accepted the man’s fingers. He then began to nurse on the man’s fingers, sucking them clean. After professor Stone’s finger we’re cleaned, Stone undid the bounds around Jorge’s ankles. The Professor then opened his own pants and pulled out his huge cock. With Jorge’s legs and the Professor’s cock freed, Stone threw the jock’s legs over his shoulders. Jorge looked up at the fraternity’s master in devotion and apprehension as Stone aimed the cock at his already lubed and stretched hole. Waves of pure pleasure once again wash through Jorge as the huge cock slides into him. Stone began to move in and out of the jockpussy pounding the boy’s prostate. The Professor pushed all the way into Jorge and paused. He leaned close and whispered into the jock’s ear as he bent Jorge in half.
“Come for me, cum now,” Stone whispered, his tongue licking the boy’s right earlobe.
“Yes, sir, Fffuck,” Jorge cried out as he arched his back off the sling.
Jorge gripped the chains hard as his cock throbbed and bounced. His incredible ass tightened and gripped the thick cock inside him as the waves of pleasure course through his body. He threw his head back and cried out as weeks of pent up lust boiled and over flowed. Jorge cum in a long arching steam through the air. Cum landed in his tattooed pecs and on his handsome, masculine face and satin like black hair. As he came his ass muscles spasmed around and gripped the Master’s cock like a vice. The master grunted loud as he was being milked. He flooded the jockpussy over and over. He didn’t pull out until he was sure Jorge had gotten all of his seed.
After the final initiation ceremony that night, the pledges became full fledged members of Alpha Beta Omegas, as Betas. For the most part, they returned to their previous straight lives outside of the frat house. They dated and fuck women. In the frat house, they were only jockstraps and still were at Professor Stone’s beck and call. They don’t talk about what went on in the house nor about serving other men. Once a month their frat house was turned into a brothel for rich gay men, where each frat brother serves and get fucked by the older men.
After Alex graduated from college, moved on to take control of his father’s business empire, and took his rightful place as an alpha, Professor Stone made Jorge the new fraternity president. Jorge moved into the largest bedroom in the frat house and had inherited the power of the fraternity President. As a result of his status as The fraternity president he had the honor of being the regular fuck for the master, and had the privilege of choosing any of the other brothers to fuck at will.
ALPHA BETA OMEGA CHAPTER 7
The first Saturday of each month was a special night for the fraternity. There was no public party for Alpha Beta Omega on that Saturday. That night it was a closed, secret party for men only. It was the night that Alpha Betas open their house to the area’s permament gay men. For a $1000 cover, the gay men had complete access to the house and it’s frat boys. The orgies were wild and often went well into the night and early morning.
The pledges were kept busy most of the day Saturday cleaning the house and restocking the liquor cabinets. Everything had to be spotless. By five o’clock the pledges and frat brothers showered and made sure they were thoroughly cleaned inside and out. By 9 the first gay men arrived. They were greeted by Moose and the biggest brother in the fraternity. Both were shirtless, showing off their mountious muscles while checking the names of the prepaid guests with their list.
Not anyone can just show up at this party. The guests were all invited by Professor Stone, a previous guest in high standing, or a graduated Alpha Beta Omega. Thorough Background checks were made on each guest before they received an emailed link to pay the cover fee. They can not bring a guest themselves. It was all to ensure the house motto, “what happens in the Alpha Beta Omega house, stays in the Alpha Beta Omega house.”
Former betas of the fraternity who graduated and moved on to their high paying and important careers become alphas, and they take their rightful place in the fraternity hierarchy as tops. There were several regular guests to those parties, such as a conservative US senator, whose own sons were Alpha Betas. He once commented to the Professor that there were always new delights among the frat jock boys for powerful men like himself to enjoy.
Jorge and the other pledges serve the guests, carrying trays of hors d’oeuvres and drinks while naked except for their cockcages. As a heavy set banker was taking his time in choosing a hors d’oeuvre, a popular evangelical preacher was running a finger down between Jorge’s large ass cheeks and stroking his jockpussy. Jorge didn’t protest as the preacher’s fat finger pushed into him. He just stood there as the older man laughed while fingering his boycunt. Jorge was uncomfortable as his cock tried to grow hard in the cage, but he did nothing to stop the preacher behind him. He then recognized one of his professors, Harris. The Professor smiled at the Latin stud and reached out and began to toy with Jorge’s nipples.
“Stone told me you are making your debut tonight, I wouldn’t miss this,” Harris smiled.
Professor Harris knew he was making the jock hornier and as a result more discomfortable in the tiny cage. Yet he continues to pinch and twist the oversized nipples. There were yelling and shouts from the other room that saved Jorge from his painful erection.
A group of men were in a circle shouting encouragement as Carson and another wrestler were wrestling on the floor. They were pulling at each other’s singlets while fighting for dominance. Their cocks were visibly hard through their thin singlets while groping and struggling against each other’s hard sweaty bulging muscles. Chris grabbed hold of Carson’s singlet and pulled, ripping the spandex material right across Carson’s chest. The men around them cheered as Carson’s smooth, ripped pecs were exposed. Carson then grabbed the left shoulder strap of Chris’ singlet and pulled until the strap broke, leaving Chris’ left shoulder and pec exposed. The men were betting on who would win. If their wrestler win then the men that bet on him get to fuck him. Chris stood on his powerful legs to escape from Carson’s strong grip, but only to have his singlet pulled down over his white, marble-like ass. Chris flipped over and pulled down Carson’s singlet in return. Soon both wrestlers were naked, their cocks were rock hard as they continued to fight for dominance. Carson suddenly made his move and before Chris knew it Carson’s cock slid into his jock pussy. The men who betted on Carson to win, cheered loud as the wrestler fucked his defeated opponent. Chris cried out and came in waves onto the floor. Feeling his fellow wrestler tight anal muscles milking him, quickly followed. When Carson pulled out of his opponent, he rowed on to his back. It was now time for the winners of the betting to claim their prize. Although exhausted from the match, Carson obediently took each man’s cock, one after another, up his beautiful ass.
Jorge continues to move among the older men and the frat boys. He saw Trevor’s wide dark chocolate back in a corner. His muscle layered back was glistening with oil. A smaller, older man was kissing the right side of the quarterback’s thick neck, while pushing the tight football pants down over Trevor’s magnificent black ass. The man was squeezing and kneading the muscular cheeks while whispering into Trevor’s ears. Jorge could make out Trevor’s grunt. The man laughed and gave both muscular ass cheeks a slap. Another man came up behind Trevor and joined the other man in feeling up the quarterback’s ass. It was obvious that the two older men were partners as they kissed each other with Trevor pressed between them. They then parted enough to bend the quarterback between them. The man in front of Trevor grabbed his head and pulled it down to his crotch. Meanwhile the man behind Trevor had pulled out his cock and gripped the quarterback’s muscular waist.
“Fuck, he is tight,” the man moaned as he pushed hard into Trevor’s huge bubble ass.
The normally aggressive, dominant quarterback was moaning in pleasure as he was being fucked from both ends.
ALPHA BETA OMEGA CHAPTER 6
Jorge nervously looked over his shoulders as the Professor aimed his fat cock head toward the soccer player’s tiny hole. The jock found himself pushing his ass backwards. Jorge then let out a deep loud moan as he was penetrated for the first time. His eyes rolled back into his head out of pure ecstasy as the thick cock pushed into his lubed hole. It was pure pleasure. Jorge instantly started to flex his ass muscles around the cock as the Professor eased back out and thrusted hard back in. The straight catholic boy never experienced anything like that before. His cock continued to throb and leaked onto the bed below him as rode the older man’s cock. The Professor grabbed hold of his lean narrow waist and thrust in and out, slamming his body against the strong muscle jock. Meanwhile, Carson sat back on the bed and watched in envy. He wrapped his right fist around his cock and jerk off watching his master fuck the new muscle pledge. He envy Jorge because it was the soccer player’s first time. Nothing compares or would ever compares to the first time a jock boy gets fucked. The Professor reached his right hand out and grabbed Jorge’s thick dark hair, pulling the boy’s head back. Jorge in return grips the sheets on the bed. Stone suddenly stopped, his cock was buried deep inside the soccer jock’s hole and his pubes and balls pressed tight against the boy’s ruined hole. The Professor let out a grunt and came hard inside him. The older man kept coming and coming, wave after wave. Feeling his master’s seed flooding him sent Jorge’s over the edge. He quickly followed, cumming without even touching himself. Professor Stone remained deep inside Jorge, making sure the new slave got all of his seed. When he was sure that it wasn’t anymore, the Professor pulled out of Jorge’s ass. Sitting back, the older man allowed Carson behind Jorge to eat out his cum. Carson hungrily lap and licked all of the cum he could from the pledge’s gapping jockpussy.
The next morning Jorge woke to find himself being spooned by Carson’s tight muscular body. The Professor was gone. Jorge felt good with Carson’s thick left arm wrapped around him and the wrestler’s steady breathing against his bare neck. He reached down and stroked Carson’s smooth, vein covered forearm that was draped over him. As he felt the smooth hard muscles of the boy’s forearm, he also felt Carson’s cock stirring and poking between his ass cheeks. It felt so good that Jorge closed his eyes again and pushed his bubble ass backwards. He then felt Carson’s grip around his torso tightened and the steady movement of the wrestler’s cock pushing deeper between the plump ass cheeks and into Jorge’s hole. Jorge didn’t move and just enjoyed it as Carson began to move in and out of him. At first slow and steady and then faster, while Carson’s breathing against Jorge’s neck also grew heavier. Jorge began to push backwards. It wasn’t as big nor as thick as the Professor’s but Carson’s cock felt good to Jorge as it stretched his ass and pounded his prostate. Jorge flexed his ass muscles around his frat brother’s cock, milking it. He was soon rewarded with a loud groan and the feeling of more cum filling him. Once again Jorge came at the feeling of another man’s load being deposited into his ass. Jorge turned his head and was met with a smiling, sleepy Carson.
“Morning, babe,” Carson said sleepinessly and leaned in to kiss his pledge.
The first day of their initiation into Alpha Beta Omega was a busy one for the pledges. The pledges and the frat brothers first went down to the basement again and into a large communal shower room. Before showering though, the frat brothers applied a permanent hair removal cream over the pledges body from the neck down. After they made sure every inch of their pledges’ bodies were covered they waited the allotted time and then began to spray off the cream. After showering, the brothers then towel dry each pledge. Some of the pledges such as Moose, with his large body and hairy chest, arms and legs, the task was a major feat. While the towels were being rubbed over the pledges bodies the body hair were wiped right off of them.
Next the naked pledges were taken upstairs to the main floor. There three nerds, Wilbur, Kamar, and Les, waited for them. Wilbur looked hungrily at each hot jock as the nerds had them bend over and reach behind themselves to spread their muscular ass cheeks. The three nerds often assisted the Professor in the enslavement of beautiful jock boys like those who were members of Alpha Beta Omega. For their services the gay nerds get to enjoy some of hot jocks and even try out some of the techniques and technologies on their own unsuspecting jocks. The nerds inserted a long skinny pung up each jock’s ass and attached a small microchip onto their prostate. After the microchip was inserted, Wilbur tested it out on each pledge. He smirked evilly as each pledge moaned and their huge muscles spasmed in pleasure while the microchip vibrated and pulsated against their prostate. A couple pledges even shot their loads on to the carpet from the intense pleasure coursing through their bodies.
After every pledge was installed with the microchips, Wilbur decided to have some fun. He approached one of the frat brothers, a muscle bound rugby player, with a big ass. The rugby player cocked up his right leg on the couch, as the nerd pulled out his own fat cock and aimed it between the frat boy’s musclepussy. The jock moaned loud as he was fucked by the nerd.
Meanwhile, the pledges were taken to another room where one by one they were tattooed with the Greek letters ABO on their lower backs, just above their asses. They were now considered property of the fraternity. Next they were fitted with cockcages. Moose and Jorge, being the pledges with the fattest cocks, had the hardest time pushing their thick cocks into the tiny metal devices. The eight younger men would normally have felt humiliated by being branded and having their manhoods locked up but the pledges felt nothing. Lastly they were giving their clothes they could wear outside the house, to go to school or practice in. It consists of spandex shorts and slutty midriff shirts to show off their chisel abs.
For the next two weeks, the pledges were consistently trained to serve other men sexual. That meant they were fucked multiple times a day by the frat brothers. Most of the time the pledges' cocks remained locked up as their asses were fuck. In doing so, they were taught not to cum until they were given permission by their superiors. They had no contact with their girlfriends that they had before becoming pledges. Maria tried on several occasions to reach out to Jorge, but he didn’t return her calls or even acknowledge her when she approached him. When they weren’t getting fucked, the pledges cook for the brothers and clean the house, all while naked. When the brothers gather to watch a game on television, the pledges serve them drinks and food, and even give the brothers blow jobs during the game. Surprisingly the pledges were never happier.
During their initiation they were reminded that there is a strict hierarchy of manhood in the house. As pledges they are Omegas, the last, nothing. The frat brothers, which they strive to become, are betas. They are muscular, outgoing, superior to omegas. However, there are also alphas. Mostly older men who both omegas and beta serve. Those men might not have the loud personalities and muscles as the beta, but they have intelligence, money, power, and/or experience that make them superior to the dumb, over muscular jocks.
ALPHA BETA OMEGA CHAPTER 5
Over the next hour, the fraternity pledges were rewired and reprogrammed from cocky college jocks and dominant muscle studs to obedient fuck toys. Their drugged relaxed minds were bombarded over and over telling them how good it was to submit and have other men fuck them. They worked hard for their bodies and as a result they were built to take it hard. Furthermore, Jocks and muscle boys need other men’s semen to grow bigger, stronger, and smarter. Without the extra testosterone, they become weak, useless. Each pledge and frat brother were rock hard and horny. Several of the full fledged brothers were stroking their cocks through their jockstraps as the monitor reinforced their programming. Their tight, muscular asses framed by their jockstraps, begging to be fucked and use. Good jocks obey, to win jocks must submit and obey their superiors.
Finally Professor Stone stopped the programming and returned to the podium. The pledges and frat boys were blinking as their eyes adjusted to normal light. The pledges looked up at the Professor with a new respect and devotion to the older man.
The Professor then went over the rules for the pledges and house
During their initiation phase, Pledges are paired up with two beta brothers who will teach them how to pleasure and serve other men. The pledges will sleep with his paired betas.
Pledges wore cock cages at all times. Only when they are getting fucked can they take off their cages
Every frat brother and pledge are fitted with a microchip attached to their prostate. The pledges’ beta brothers and the alpha have the remotes to activate the prostate. After they become full members, only the alpha have their remote.
When inside the frat house, pledges remain naked. Full frat betas are allowed to wear jockstraps and briefs but nothing else.
Pledges can’t have sex with females. Frat brothers can have sex with women but sex with men are more enjoyable.
Pledges must obey their betas, there is no refusals
Pledges and frat brothers must keep their bodies smooth
Pledges and frat brothers must workout daily, for a minimum of two hours.
Frat brothers and pledges must serve and service the alpha and any men that the alpha ordered him too
No women or non Alpha Beta Omegas are allowed in the house, except during parties and gatherings
Frat brothers and pledges are inferior to older men, especially gay men
“Now each pledge will be paired with two brothers. During your initiation phase they will show you how to pleasure real men.” Professor Stone nodded toward the frat brothers in back.
The older frat boys moved toward the freshmen. The pledges stood submissively, many for the first time of their lives, as the frat brothers began to touch and explore their firm muscular bodies. The sounds of moans soon fill the room. The pledges never realized how sensual the touch of another man against their bodies was. One by one the pledges were bent over or pushed on to their hands and knees. Soon each pledge were being fucked in the mouth and ass for the first time. Bobby the Moose stood between his quarterback Trevor and Alex, the fraternity president. Alex wrapped his right fist around Moose’s large cock and worked it while his left hand pinched and twisted the football lineman’s nipples. Behind Moose, Trevor was aiming his black cock between the creamy white fat ass cheeks. Moose grunted as he took his second cock up his huge ass. The two baseball players Tyler and Devon moved Kyle between them. The social media influencers and weightlifter obedient bent over and pulled Tyler’s cock from his jockstrap. Tyler began to stroke Kyle’s head as he guided the straight stud on and off his cock. “Take it nice and slow at first,” Tyler whispered. Devon however was making it difficult for the not so bright Kyle to focus as the baseball player knelt behind him and started rimming his virgin hole. Joseph, the acting major and inspiring male model, was bent between the twins Trent and Trey as the muscle boys fucked his mouth and ass.
Jorge was the last to be paired up. He stood as around him one after another of his fellow pledges were being fucked in the ass and mouth for the first time. His fat uncut cock was leaking pre-cum at the sight of the orgy that was taking place. The normally conservative, catholic boy would have been freaked out by the scene around him, but now it was making him so turned on. Finally he felt a hand on his muscle packed bubble ass. Jorge turned to find Carson smiling at him. Being an odd number of frat boys to new pledges meant that one pledge would have only one brother to pair with. Carson continued to smile at him as his hands stroked Jorge’s round, perfectly shaped ass. The pledge master moved his fingers down the deep valley between the plump ass cheeks until he found Jorge’s virgin hole.
“Uh, ohh,” Jorge closed his eyes and moaned when Carson pushed a finger into his hole.
Jorge felt so blissfully aroused as he felt Carson’s finger stroking his tight insides, as the finger moved in and out of him. He then felt two hands on his pecs, squeezing them. Jorge knew that they weren't Carson's hands. The soccer player opened his eyes and found himself staring at the alpha himself, the Professor. The older man was staring down at the 5’8 soccer player as he began to flick and stroke Jorge’s nipples.
“Beautiful nipples, boy,” Professor Stone smiled at Jorge.
“Thank you master,” Jorge looked up at the older man.
It felt so smooth and natural as the word master rolled off Jorge’s tongue. He then let out a long groan as the Professor teased his nipples. Jorge always got comments by the size of his nipples and their auras. They were larger than silver dollar coins and sensitive. Professor Stone continued to work Jorge’s nipples while keeping the jock boy’s eyes focused on his eyes. He smiled as the Latin jock moaned. Behind him, Carson was kissing his way down Jorge’s broad tattooed back. His tongue tracing the detailed Mayan tattoos. Soon Carson was on his knees before Jorge's beautiful sculpted ass. The wrestler spread the tight, firm ass cheeks and pushed his face between them. Jorge moaned in ecstasy as he felt the frat jock’s tongue probing his tight hole. He never experienced anything like that before as the tongue probed and lapped against his hole. His cock was throbbing as its foreskin was completely pulled back to expose the thick head. The Professor reached out and cupped Jorge’s chin. Jorge looked up at his new master as Stone leaned forward. Jorge closed his eyes again as the Professor kissed him. His pouty lips parted as the master’s tongue pushed into his mouth. He never kissed another guy before and it was nothing like kissing a girl. Jorge was always the one leading the kiss, the aggressor. Now he was on the receiving, passive side as the Professor’s tongue wrestled dominated his tongue. The Professor’s stubble on his chin and cheeks was rough, not soft like a girl’s, as it rubbed against his own unshaven face. As they kissed, the Professor reached down and stroked the thick foreskin of Jorge’s cock, up and down the fat shaft. The Professor pulled away from the kiss, to let Jorge moan in Spanish. Stone smiled and began to kiss and nibble down the thick cords of muscles on the right side of Jorge’s neck. All along, Carson was working his tongue in and out of Jorge’s boypussy. He was flicking and swirling his tongue over the virgin entrance, while his hands squeezed, kneaded, and slapped the muscular ass cheeks that threatened to smother his face.
Professor Stone then led Jorge by his fat cock out of the basement with Carson following. He had a firm grip on the soccer player’s throbbing cock as he lead Jorge up the stairs to Carson’s room on the second floor. Once inside the room, Professor Stone ordered the muscle boy on to the bed, face down. Jorge was nervous as Carson instructed him in the proper position to assume. Jorge was laying flat on his stomach with his muscular legs spread and his perfect ass up in the air. The Professor was pleased. Jorge’s ass and his virgin asshole were so inviting, with his impressive balls being visible hanging between his thick thighs. Jorge hole was still wet and opened by Carson’s drool and saliva. Still the Professor took his tube of special gel from his pants pocket and squeezed a generous amount of the gel on his fingers. Jorge nervously and eagerly looked over his shoulders as the Professor reached out to stroke Jorge’s hole. Just the mere touch of Stone’s finger against his rosebud hole sent pleasure cursing through Jorge’s body. His tight, virgin muscle ring relaxed and open as the Professor pushed his finger into Jorge’s boypussy. Waves of pleasure filled him as his nerve endings went into overdrive. As he stroked Jorge’s insides, the Professor motioned Carson to kneel in front of him. The blonde wrestler knelt behind his master and unzipped Stone’s pants, pulling out his large cock. Once it was revealed, Carson obediently wrapped his lips around the cock and worshipped it. While Carson sucked and coated the Professor’s cock, Stone pushed in a second finger and then a third. He spread his fingers as much as possible, stretching the slave’s hole. Jorge was in pure ecstasy.
