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I didn't write this lol

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Maybe you have to enter it into Twitter? Because I have about a dozen people from BZ over the night.

@thejackparker01 is it, two people have found it from here so far.

@thejackparker01 is it, two peopls

Twitter @thejackaparker01 might be some Parker Brother news

Thanks man but Dalton was the story that convinced me to try writing porn.

It really is.

No one gets let behind

“And up to the plate is freshman phenom Alex “Maverick” Barnes. The 6'3” graduate from St. Mary's out of Iowa has a lot of people talking about his chances to go pro in a couple of years and you can see the worry in the pitcher's face as he takes his stance.” I look across to the plate and smile, this idiot actually stares for a moment before he goes back to paying attention to his catcher. I know this guy's stats and he knows mine, which is why he looks like he's gonna piss himself in a few. My name is Maverick and you might not know who I am, but trust me when I say I'm the guy you want to be. Yeah scoff all you want but trust me, everyone wants to be me. My dad is four time Olympic gold medal winner Howard Barnes. In the 2000 Olympics he went to Sidney and ran the board for gymnastics in a way no one has done since. He ended up on cereal boxes, energy drinks and eventually Calvin Klein ads. He ended up being voted People's sexist athlete four years running and now owns a national chain of gyms that are insanely popular because they have huge posters of him shirtless on the ads. My mother is Kathy Sloane, super model, Maxim babe and most guys in the 2000's wet dream. She married my dad after two months of dating because honestly, she had never met a better looking guy in her life. They settled down in Iowa, bought a huge house and had lots of sex. This is where I come in, Hold up, let me knock this ball out of the park and send this pitcher home crying. “And here's the pitch...Maverick swings....AND IT'S OUT OF HERE! IT'S A HOME RUN, IT'S A HOME RUN! A&M TAKES THE GAME, THE CROWD IS WILD!!” Right, anyways. So they had a lot of sex and my mom got pregnant with me. Now I don't want to say I won the genetics lottery, but I will say that if I was a poker hand, I'd be a royal flush ace high baby. Both me and my little brother are fucking perfect little jocks. Blond hair, blue eyes, white teeth, good muscle tone, lean muscle, I mean everything you would ask for in an All American boy. I went into baseball in a young age. My dad had me out on the field when I was nine, running, catching, throwing, anything that had to do with a ball I was on it. By the time I hit junior high I was on the fast track to professional ball. High school I floated by, my buddy Ace, not his real name, said I could have shot a guy in the quad and gotten away with it if the cops were sports fan. I had five colleges fighting for me by the time I was 17, A&M had the hottest chicks when I visited the campus so an Aggie I am. Ok, am jogging into home base where the rest of the team are waiting to throw me up on their shoulders and carry me to the dugout. I have to act all awww shucks and thank god for the win, I'll get back to you soon. Right, so where was I? Oh yeah, I'm a stud. So anyways, me and my brother were raised as uber jocks. Sports were a joke to us, we were easy on the eyes and everyone likes a winner. Growing up me and Troy, that's my brother, were tight. We were both addicted to our sports. I had baseball and he had swimming. My dad made sure I had everything I needed to win while my mom was Troy's biggest fan, making sure he got to every practice and every tournament. We were both popular, had a ton of friends and generally were living the high life. Then he turned out to be a fag and things changed. Oh don't give me that look, what? Let me guess? You're one too? Figures, they're attracted to me like flies on sugar. Anyways, so turned out he became a fag so I dropped him like the plague. Now I am a college superstar and he...well I honestly don't care what he is. So now I am done for the year, summer I coming and I am headed home for months of sleep, drink and sex and I can't wait. I spent my whole freshman year bailing this loser team out so I'm ready for a little me time. Lock up your daughters Iowa, Maverick is on his way home. My brother is a complete fucking asshole. I mean if you spent five minutes talking to him you'd understand...or not. You see, even though he is a complete fucking douchebag, he can play off being a complete angel in a way that everyone believes. Ask anyone and they will tell you he is humble and innocent, but trust me, he is anything but. And now he is heading home for the summer and I just know it's going to be a complete shit show. He is going to sit around the house, eating all the food, sleeping all fucking day and giving me shit for being gay. Which coming from him, is a joke. See here is the thing the famous Maverick won't tell you, I learned how to suck dick from him. Growing up we had been pretty tight. We both were super busy with sports so even though we were popular, we didn't have a ton of time for friends much less dating. That, coupled with the fact we were both raised valuing athleticism and looks over everything else, it wasn't a shock that we found ourselves sexually attracted to each other. Yeah, yeah, I know, brothers, yuck. But it was a thing, the older we became the better our bodies got and the better our bodies got the better looking we became to each other. He made the first move of course, he was the older brother which meant he was always in charge. We were in Dallas for one of my matches and sharing a hotel room the first time we fooled around. He climbed into my bed and started to feel me up, things got hot and the next thing you know we were sucking each other off. Things escalated from there and all through junior high my big brother was my secret boyfriend. When high school started he made a group of friends, got a real girlfriend and suddenly I was the fag brother. He stopped talking to me, we stopped hanging out and we never touched each other again. He started acting like a homophobic douchebag and I was outed to everyone who was within earshot, which has meant my high school experience has been a hoot. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Troy Barnes, the gay son. I don't mind people knowing I'm gay, I just wish I had been given the choice. Not that anyone would have guessed, like my brother, I am pretty much the prototypical jock as well. At 6'1” my blond hair was darker and my eyes were greener, but we both had the same, lean, muscled body that came from perfect genetics and a lot of fucking work. It didn't hurt that both our parents were basically super models, so basically if he hadn't have told everyone, I doubt anyone would have guessed. But in the end it was a good thing because once everyone knew I was gay, I got met a great guy and we've been dating ever since. The problem was, Mason never met my brother, so he didn't know what was about to happen. “Maybe you're just overreacting,” he said to me over lunch. I gave him an eyebrow and he bust out laughing, “Come on, don't give me the eyebrow of doom. I'm just saying, maybe he's changed.” “He hasn't,” I said finishing my drink, “He is going to make this summer hell and once he finds about you it will get worse.” “He doesn't know about us?” “God no! I don't talk to him unless I have to.” “He cant be that bad,” he tried to reassure me.” “Just wait,” I tell him, “Just wait.” I rushed home after finals, driving all night so I could get home and start my life of leisure. I stopped off at a Circle K to fill up, grab some caffeine and to drain the lizard. It was past three am and the only person in the place was this cowboy looking dude behind the counter. He was 18 if he was a day old but he was cute in his own hick way. I asked him where the bathroom was and he took a second to look me up and down before he pointed to the back. I gave him a quick wink and walked back to do my business. I stood at a stall and whipped my cock out, I wasn't shocked to see him walk in about a minute later. Out of ten urinals he walked up next to mine and undid his tight ass Wranglers. I let my dick hang there, letting him get a good look at my Hawkeye pride. “Only time I can get away,” He explained, as he pulled his own dick out and began to piss. “A lot of traffic this time of night?” “Naw,” he said in that Oklahoma drawl, “Usually dead.” “Nice, so...you just browsing or you planning on buying?” He blinked twice, “Huh?” I stepped back, “Come on hayseed, I gotta get back on the road and you wanna try for a stand up triple. So let's move it along.” “I mean...I didn't...” I sighed and put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him down, “Come on dude, just suck me off already.” He seemed to resist for a moment before I slid my nine inches of jock dick past his lips. I could feel him struggle for a few seconds but once I had him down my rod he went with it and I could feel him start to work my cock over. Always the same with fags, they fight it at first but once they get a taste, they can't help themselves. I had both my hands in his short hair as he worshiped my dick, small moans coming from his throat as he tasted my precum on his tongue. I needed this, I fucked one of my chicks day before yesterday to blow off some tension before finals, but I hadn't had time to dump a load since. Nothing like a good, little fag to take my seed and recharge my batteries. I heard his gagging and felt my cock pulse with excitement, I loved hearing that sound. My cock slamming the back of their throat, the sound if them struggling for air...my little brother used to make the same sound when I made him deep throat me, I mean when he'd fag out and beg to suck my cock at night. I felt my balls start to tingle and knew I was close. “Oh yeah punk...gonna blow down your throat.” I heard him whimper something around my cock and he tried to pull back. I kept his head still as I thrust into him harder and harder. He was no longer able to keep up with my dick, now all he was is a place to dump my cum. “Fuck yeah fagot....take my babies...” I shot down his throat, and I heard him groan as his mouth flooded with my cum. I shot a few times and then let go of his head, he fell back, sperm spilling out of his mouth as he fell back onto the bathroom floor. I shot a few last times onto him as he held his hand up to block it. I jerk my dick a few last times, draining my balls all over his face. He looked up at me, cum dripping down his face, “Dude...” he choked... I stuffed my cock back in and zipped up, “You're welcome man,” I said with a wink, “See ya never.” I got into my car and drove off...feeling a thousand percent better and feeling good about giving that kid what he really wanted. A real man's cum. Gonna be a good summer. Hey guys, I run on caffeine and compliments. if you want to leave either my Venmo is @jack-parker-109 Buy a cup of coffe for an American who’s down on his luck? I’m just kidding, that’s from a cartoon. But tips are always welcome, but never needed.

Same, I got about a dozen from the 25th on.

Go read my blog, the story Attention Whore might intrigue you 🙂

I got dressed and Eli opened the store again, waiting outside was Shayne. “Shay!” John said high fiving him, “What’s up?” “You know him?” I asked in shock. “Shayne is an old friend,” Eli said from behind the counter. “We set him up with some guys we knew that was looking to make some money,” Sammy said with a grin,” he’s been grateful ever since.” Shayne nodded and said to Sammy, “I am forever grateful to the lesson you taught me.” Sammy rolled his eyes and laughed. “Your boy is done, you can take him now.” Kegan looked at me, “Pay for your clothes and let’s bounce.” “But he acted like he didn’t know you,” I said, unsure of just about everything. Shayne shrugged, “Whoops?” I handed Eli my stack of clothes, taking one of the shirts off the top and putting it on. I didn’t even see the total, I was so stunned by what just happened. “I know that look,” Sammy said sliding up next to me, “You’re trying to figure out what just happened. Desperately formulating some reason to why you just did that, right?” I looked into his blue eyes and felt a little dizzy, I just nodded. “I told you why. You just need to accept it. No shame in being a jock slut, some of my best friends are jock sluts,” he looked over at John and winked, “Hell I’m related to jock sluts. You just need to come around to it. Keep fighting it, and you’ll be miserable. Embrace it…” He leaned in, mouth right next to my ear, “Then you can have a cock in you every second of the day. Big, thick cock just working your pussy, making you cry in pleasure. An entire life of just serving others, an endless fuck you never want to leave.” My cock had actually started to stir as he whispered, even though what he was saying was fucking scaring the hell out of me. “You think you’re tough, but you’re not,” he said leaving back against the counter, “Hey Shay,” Shay looked over at him. “Play lookout for a sec. You,” he said looking at John, “Now.” I thought John was going to come over and fucking slap his little brother for talking to him like that. I mean John was twice the kid’s size in just about everything. But instead he walked up to Sammy and then dropped to his knees. “Beg,” Sammy said. John started to rub his face up against Sammy’s tight jeans, “Please…please Sammy…let me touch it. Let me service it…please…” Sammy turned to look at Eli, “And you?” Eli ran around the counter and joined John on his knees. Both of them rubbed the front of Sammy’s jeans, his fucking hard cock looking like he had a deadly weapon shoved down his pocket. Which he kind of did. “See?” He said, ignoring them both, “They’re tough, they’re real men, they are fucking studs. But they know what they are, right?” He looked down and they both were licking his bulge, “We’re your cunts,” John said, his eyes closed, “Sammy’s good cunts…” “Please let me suck it Sammy…” Eli said with a small moan, “Please…” Sammy looked me dead in the eyes, “This could be you. You could be begging me for my cock, but you’re too proud and too stupid to realize how bad you need it. Let go of that shit, let go and just…serve.” He pushed his brother’s heads against his bulge and they mouthed the upper and lower parts of his cock, the front of his jeans were damp with their spit and I watched as Sammy’s eyes closed and he grunted softly…and he started to cum right there in front of me! His brothers lapped his mess through the denim, both of them whimpering for as much as they could. My cock was raging hard as I shook my head slightly… Jesus Christ, this kid was the devil. “Ok,” Sammy said and his brothers slowly stood up, “Eli, get me new jeans, John, back to work.” They both took off, following his orders like trained soldiers. He glanced back at me and I held my breath, praying he didn’t tell me to do something…because I would in a second. “The more you fight, the more you deny yourself. You’re going to live your life, starved for what you really need, or…” he shoved his hand down the front of his pants and pulled out two fingers, covered with his cum, “Or you can feast on what you need.” He just held the fingers in front of me, not telling me to do a thing, not forcing them in my mouth… I leaned forward and cleaned them off, tasting his cum, feeling my own cock throb like it was about to shoot again. He pulled his fingers back, “What do we say?” “Thank you,” I said instantly, and then the shame of what he just did to me hit. I felt my face grew red and he laughed. “All yours Shayne.” Shayne walked up and took one of my bags of clothes, “Come on pup, lets get home.” He led me out, past shirtless John, who still looked like a fucking alpha stud jock, even though I just saw him beg for his little brother’s cock. He gave me a wink and I felt dizzy again. Shayne got me to the car and I got in and reclined the seat back. “You ok?” “Yes, no…” I groaned, not sure what was real any more…”Can we please go home?” He started the car and we left. Part of me already missed the Parker Brothers. I got home and nearly ran to my room. I turned the shower on super hot and just sat on the floor, using it like a makeshift sauna to clear my head. There was literal high school cum draining out of my ass, I could feel how tender and puffy my hole was from Sammy. Jesus just thinking about it made my cock start to harden again. What the fuck, was I gay now? Is that what this is coming down to? But I still like girls! I mean I am supposed to fuck Rachel tonight, if I was gay would I still want to do that? But Sammy had me on the floor, begging, pleading…the fucking power of that cock…I can still feel it… Yeah I was hard again. My dick looked small now, after John and Sammy, I felt…weak? I always loved my cock, it was nice and thick, guys would look in the locker room, girls would shoot glances…I really thought it was special. But after the Parker brothers…shit. I began to jerk off as I pictured John and Eli on their knees, I imagined myself down with them, the heat coming off of Sammy’s horse dick would be like a furnace. He’d grab the top of my head and push me into his jeans, I’d feel his cock twitch as I licked it through the jeans. Shit…this is too much. The small nod he’d give me, allowing me to open his top button. I’d pull it off with my teeth, and the pale blond public hairs would be there, he was commando of course, what underwear could fucking handle a dick like that? I’d whine like a dog begging for more…and he’d nod again, giving me permission. Two more buttons and I would see the shaft, tucked down his jeans like a third leg. I’d lick the flesh and taste him, that salty tang I tasted when he made me eat his cum. Fuck anyone could have walked in… What if those kids walked in? What would I do? If they stood next to Sammy at the counter and pulled out their cocks would I service them? Would I swallow down their teenage dicks, fucking pimple faced geeks force feeding me their dicks. They’d laugh at my moans as I tried to shove two in at the same time. Fuck…feels so good… Get dragged back to the center of the store so they could fuck me, right there, in public. Holding my muscular legs in their hands, their skinny asses plowing my jock ass like I was a fucking whore. Like I was the neighborhood slut your friend would tell you about, the one you could fuck in the basement whoever you were…get your rocks off…a fucking hole to abuse. Shit I’m close… And as I am there, on my back, getting fucked, guys from my school walk in and see me. Guys that had looked up to me because of my body and my dick, guys who had been jealous of me and what I looked like…fishing out their cocks and making me suck them off as another high school kid mounts my ass. Fuck now there is a crowd, all around me, jerking off, waiting their turn for a hole, any hole… Fuckfuckfuck… And then with my ass full of cock and my stomach full of cum, they’d throw me down and all jerk off over me. Looking down in disgust, looking at my muscled body, my fucking abs, my big dick and know it is all worthless because I am just a slut. The first guy would grunt and I’d open my mouth and wait. I am so fucking dirty…gonna… The next guy would see it and go too and suddenly I am showered with cum, fucking strangers, people that are uglier, fatter, older, younger than me. Just random anyone’s cumming over me, showering me with their load…and me in the middle trying to catch as much as possible… My cock facing explodes and I feel my head slam back into the shower wall. My legs twitch as I dump a load on the shower floor. I see the the ropes of cum floating in the water…heading to the drain. And an impulse hits me and I crawl forward and lap it up with my tongue. I swallow my own load, imagining it was from the strangers in the store…and there is a warmness inside me from knowing… My eyes open as I stop the thought. Jesus fuck what the hell had I become. I got out of the shower and dried off, determined to end this bullshit once and for all. I went through my new clothes, I was going to dress up, impress Rachel and fucking nail her so hard she would be limping tomorrow. I would go and prove how much a fucking man I was, show the world what this cock was for. I wasn’t a fag, I wasn’t all of this…I had just been confused, turned around. I was in a new place and I had become overwhelmed. I could turn this around. I needed to turn this around. The night I was down in the living room, waiting. I as going to do this, I was going to fuck the shit out of her sideways and prove once and for all I was fine. So what if I had some weird times, so what if I couldn’t stop seeing Sammy’s face in my mind, who cares that my hole ached from when he fucked me but it also felt really good.. I shook my head and focused, knock it off Sean, get in the game. She walked in the room and my jaw almost fell to the floor. He had on a black lace top that hugged her body like a glove, it was tucked into a leather skirt so tight it looked like her hide. He was wearing stiletto heels that made her almost as tall as me. She looked amazing. “Waiting long?” “For you, never.” She laughed, “Nice, did you practice that?” I felt my face turn red because I had. She held her hand out, “Come on up, let’s get you your treat.” I gave a playful bark as I took it and expected to be led upstairs to the bedrooms. Instead she took me past the dining room, almost to the kitchen and took a left into a door I had yet to see open. She pressed her thumb to the lock and it clicked open, there was a se of stairs leading down into darkness. “Enter freely and of your own will,” she said with a smile, gesturing I should go first. I smiled and walked down the steps slowly, not wanting to fucking fall and break my neck. Halfway down lights came on and I saw it was a sex dungeon! At least I thought it was, I’d never seen once but this looked like what I imagined one looking like. There was a table on a swivel, and cuffs for your hand and feet. It looked like you could move someone all around from the way it was set up. There was a swing thing in the corner, no idea what that was, a series of whips and toys on the wall and a large leather recliner that could easily fit two. “Welcome to my workshop,” she said striking a game show pose, “All of this can be yours if you play your hand right.” “I’m ready” I said eagerly, toys or not, I wanted this. She arched an eyebrow, “Someone is eager. First things first,” she said unfastening the skirt, letting it drop to the ground. Now my jaw did hit the ground. It wasn’t. Lace top, it was a negligee, she had wrapped a skirt around so it looked like a top but now, I could see it was so ugh more than that. I could see her nipples strain through the silk, her trimmed bush was visible from here as well. God she was hot. “So did you prepare?” I nodded, not caring what she meant. “You did? You douched already?” I paused, “What?” “You need to douche before we play, no one told you?” I shook my head, douche? What the hell… “Well that’s a punishment for Shayne,” she sighed, “Ok come along,” she slid open a door and behind it was another huge shower, this one was dark stone and mirrors with benches along the far wall. She pointed to the shower, “Strip and get in there.” I had hoped to wow her when I undressed, flexing and teasing her…but I guess that was out of the question. I took my clothes off and got inside. She was pulling something out of the drawers when she said “Shower, warm.” The water turned on and I felt warm water fall from all sides. She turned back and came towards me. “On that far wall, you’re going to see one of the benches has a button on it, push it down.” I looked and saw a black panel, I pushed it down and the top came up and what looked like a metal toilet slid forward. “Ok,” she was hooking something up to a tube in her hand, “Sit down on the seat.” I sat on the toilet, the metal was cold but I as more concerned about what we were doing. Once the tube was attached she turned back to me, she had a plastic bladder in her hand. “Legs up,” she said walking towards me. Um ,what? “I took a shower earlier, I’m clean.” She paused and just stared at me. After a few seconds she said, “Put. Your legs. Up.” I nodded and pulled my legs up some. She knelt down, “Sean, don’t ever do that again. If I tell you to do something, do it.” “Yes ma’am.” I said quickly. “I was hoping Sammy would have drilled some manners into you, but I see he failed.” “You know him?” The words fell out before I could stop them. An evil smile spread across her face, “Oh yes. He owns a house full of college athletes, he saw our videos and was wondering if we needed new talent. We met and he had quite a little collection of boys. We struck a deal and now they are regulars.” She pressed something against my hole and I winced. “It’s a shame he won’t let his brothers play, the things I would do to John would make Jesus weep.” A tube entered my hole completely and she said, “Clamp down on it, don’t let it fall out.” I tightened my hole and nodded. “Of course I’d give all that up for one night with Sammy. I’ve heard it is the closest you can come to seeing Jesus save dying. But we are too much alike, neither one of us is going to bottom for anyone.” I was confused, how could Rachel bottom? “Ok, I’m going to turn the water on, hold it tight, don’t let any out, clench as hard as you can.” “Water?” She smiled and pushed a control. Warm water started to fill my ass and I forced myself not to freak when it started to fill me. It wasn’t painful, just…full. “Good, very good, doing well.” I smiled as the water kept coming, I felt a pressure in me but bore down on it, I could do this. More and more water and I kept looking up at her to see if she was going to stop it. I was full, I was stuffed, and now it was almost painful. “Starting to hurt…”I said through clenched teeth. “Good,” as all she said, water kept coming. Fuck now it burned! “Now?” She said nothing. It was like having to take the worst shit in my life, my bladder, my ass, everything, it felt like I was about to explode. “Rachel…” I whimpered, feeling my strength failing. Nothing. “I can’t…” “You drop it and we’re not doing a thing.” I clenched harder, trying to keep it together…but fuck it hurt. Nothing, nothing, nothing… “Ok let it go,” she said. I relaxed and it felt like the fucking Red Sea came gushing out of my ass. It felt like I was taking the biggest shit of my life except it was all water. The relief you feel when you finally pee after a whole, was like fifteen times more than that and I felt so relieved. She pulled the tube back and started to put the whole thing away. “Stand up and look in the bowl,” she ordered while he worked. I got up and looked down…it was disgusting. “Next time I let you do this, you’re to have this done by the time we to meet. Every bathroom has one, if you cant handle it yourself get Shayne to help you. Understood?’ I nodded. “If you don’t, and I have to do this again, I’ll make you drink whatever is in that bowl. Got it?” “Yes ma’am.” She smiled at me, “Good puppy. Come on.” She led back out to the sex room, wondering what I was going to have to deal with next. “Ok, I said you could fuck me,” she said pleasantly, “So let’s start on the chair…” she pointed to the recliner, “Have a seat.” I sat down in the chair, it was fucking huge, my legs didn’t touch the sides of it, the seat was actually two cushions split up the middle. It was weird but it was comfortable. She scooted me back until I was all the way back. She moved the arms closer together, I could hear motors inside of it. “Ok legs down,” she said, moving them to the center. Once she was happy she made sure my arms were on the armrests, “Good?” I nodded, not sure what we were doing. “Great,” she said, I now noticed she had a remote in her hand, “And…viola!” Clamps slid around my wrists and ankles, locking me in place. It happened so fast I could react until I was locked in. “Perfect,” she said putting the remote down, “Snug as a bug in a rug.” “Um, what are we doing?” I asked, testing the bonds. Fuck I was really stuck. “I said you could fuck me,” she said undoing the laces holding up her top, “I didn’t say how we were going to do it.” I gave a nervous chuckle, “I don’t need to be tied up.” Her top fell and her tits were exposed, making my mouth water just looking at them. “You really do,” she was naked save her heels. My god she was hot! She moved onto the chair, straddling my waist. She looked down at me and smiled, “How long have you wanted this?” “So long…” I admitted. “Did you dream about it?” I nodded. “Did you imagine Shayne fucking me?” Another nod. “Which one of us did you want to be?” That made me pause. “Did you imagine your hard dick sliding into me?” She positioned herself onto my dick, and the chair reclined back. I could feel her warm dampness start to engulf my cock as I was lowered into a lying position. “Or could you feel him pushing into you?” The chairs feet moved and my legs began to spread. I almost didn’t notice until I felt something start to slide thought my buns. “Do you even know?” She asked as I felt something push against my hole. Fuck there was a dildo built into the chair? “Ugh wait…” I said, it ready for this at all. “No waiting, answer the question.” My cock was nearly all in her, hugging my cock like a fucking perfect glove. It was warm, wet and squeezing my shaft lightly. Oh god his was incredible… “See Shayne thinks you imagined fucking me,” she rose slightly, her tight cunt tickling my dick, sending pleasure all through my body. “But I think it’s always been him you want.” The head of toy was applying slowly pressure to my hole and I felt it push into me, never pausing for a second. “Unnnggg…” I moaned, the pain in my ass balanced with the fucking pleasure of my cock. I couldn’t focus on either one as she began to ride me slowly as the dildo kept pushing into me inch by inch. Her pussy was drawing moan after moan from me as this rubber dick in me didn’t seem to stop. She leaned forward, both hands on my chest as she pushed back into me. “Oh puppy has a bone…” she purred as the dildo bottomed out in me. My legs were being spread wider by the chair as the toy slowly pulled out of me. I groaned, not sure if it was a reaction of pleasure or pain. “Shayne thinks you were jealous of him, him plunging his dick into me,” she slammed down on my dick to make her point, “ But I think you were jealous of me.” The dildo slammed back into me, it’s head smashing my prostate as it did. My hips bucked as I whimpered from the sensation, shoving my cock upwards into her. She laughed as I started to get fucked faster, that god damned piece of rubber rearranging my guts, pulling moan after moan from me against my will. Every time I was pumped into I thrust up, fucking Rachel. We were both crying out in pleasure as both started to lose our mind from being fucked. “Yeah I knew it,” she said, riding my cock like a rodeo champ, “Your cock is harder then ever, are you imagining Shayne fucking you? Are you dreaming of him laying you down and fucking you like a girl? The chair tilted back more, the dildo was now slamming into me with the force of a punch. Every time flashes of light danced in my vision as the fucking thing sped up. “Come on Sean, talk to me,” she moaned as it I felt my breath catch with each pump. “I wanted to fuck you, you…” “But you’re not fucking me Sean,” she said as she balanced on my dick, “Don’t you get it?” I didn’t know what she was talking about, but that cock was fucking so hard and her cunt, Jesus her fucking cunt was gripping my dick like a vice! “Feel it Sean, you’re not fucking me, you’re not fucking me at all…” I had no idea what she was taking about…I was fucking he right now. “You’re not pushing up to fuck me Sean,” she said sliding off my dock, “You’re pushing back to get fucked.” Without her riding me I could feel it. My hips, I was slamming back into the dildo. I hadn’t been pushing up into her, I had been pulling myself off of the dick so I could slam down on it again. My hard dick was slapping against my abs as I automatically thrust back to meet the toy’s push. “See Sean? This is who you are,”’she said getting off the chair and walking over to the wall of toys, “This is who you’ve always been.” “N-no…” I painted, trying not to lose my mind as I got fucked. “Really?” She asked, and I started to hear someone’s breathing. It was loud and I could hear small moans mixed in. “You’re lying to me or yourself,” she said as a panel on the ceiling slid open, revealing a giant monitor. “Or were you lying here?” It was the store! It looked like security tape as Sammy held my legs apart, that fucking cock smashing into my ass. Just seeing him from behind, that perfect bubble but, the force of his thrust, the sounds of myself getting fucked… “Y-yeah..yeah…” I heard myself mumble, “Fuck me, fuck me…harder…oh fuck…” I hadn’t even been aware I’d been talking but the scene switched to another camera and could see my face clearly. My eyes were closed as begged him to fuck he more. I could see my cock twitch and leak precum with every thrust. I looked like in was drunk, like I was just complete out of it as I got slammed by some high school kid. “See I think this is the truth,” she said walking back towards me, but I couldn’t look away from the screen. Sammy had leaned forward, that horse dick pressing deeper into me, I could see my back arch as I tried to force more of it in me. “How’s your pussy?” He asked quietly. “Oh fuck my pussy, my fucking jock pussy. Please…please…more, more…” The chair started to rise as the machine slowed down. “So you have a choice pup,” she said as the chair raised me up so I could see her. “You can fuck me….” She had on a black rubber strap on, it looked huge, hanging from her cunt, “Or beg me to fuck you.” I could still hear myself getting fucked over the speakers. “Please…fuck me harder…use my hole…” My ass felt empty and there was a tingle at my hole, it felt like it was crying. She stroked the strap on, it glistened with lube and looked so fucking big.. I should fuck her, I should completely fuck her right now. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…shit own my ass…fucking own my jock ass…” I could feel getting fucked by Sammy and the images and sensations…it was all I could see. My brain wanted me to fuck her, to prove my straightness once and for all. To just put to bed this bullshit and go back to being a man… But my mouth said, “Please fuck me Rachel.” She grinned and climbed back onto the chair, between my legs. The chair spread my legs wider as it raised my ass slightly. She pressed the head of the dildo to my ass and stared into my soul, “This is what you always wanted Sean.” She shoved into me and my head flew back as I groaned out loud. Fuck this thing was thick, it was pushing my ass walls wider than the other one, it burned but I could also feeling my cock throb at the sensation. She quickly bottomed out into me, the thing filled me up completely, I was breathing hard as she let me adjust. “No Sammy and I will never have sex, we both like control too much…but he did let me take a mold of his cock so that I could imagine it from time to time.” She slowly pulled back and I felt the head roll over my prostate, drawing a deep scream out of me of pure pleasure. “Tell me Sean, does it feel like the real thing?’ She didn’t wait for an answer as she began to fuck me. I couldn’t catch my breath that fucking cock slammed into me so hard. For the second time today I found myself losing my fucking shit at the end of Sammy Parker’s cock. My eyes rolled back, drool escaped my mouth as I just laid there, legs up, cock hard, begging for more and more cock. “Oh fuck yeah…” I whined, “Oh fuck me harder….fuck….fuck yeah…” “Yeah that’s what you want right Sean? You didn’t want a pussy, you already have one!” Her words burrowed into my head as she assaulted my ass with no mercy. My thoughts kept melting every time she plunged that cock all the way into me. The fucking thickness was just dragging across my prostate, sending me father and farther into a trance I was afraid I was never going to get out of. “Come on Sean, say it tell me you have a pussy.” “I have a pussy, oh Rachel fuck my pussy….oh fuck my jock cunt…please…please…” “Fucking whore,” she sneered, “Is this what you wanted in high school? Shayne fucking you at a sleepover, his cock raping your little ass as you covered your mouth so your parents could hear. Right Sean? You wouldn’t want them to find their daughter getting bred under their roof right?” The images were too much, as she talked I imagined and I couldn’t stop them. Shayne forcing me down on my bed, his cock shoving its way into me. I’d cry out but he’d ask if I wanted my dad to walk in. I’d whimper and try not to react as his dick destroyed my teenage ass, taming my pussy, making me his…all his. “Yeah you were jealous because he was fucking me Sean, I had that cock in me,” she sounded so fucking pissed, “You think I didn’t see it? The way you’d look at us, the longing in your eyes? Wondering what it felt like to have Shayne in your cunt.” “I did, I did…” I began to babble, “I’d jerk off thinking of you two fucking, I wanted to be there so bad..so bad…tasting your tits, feeling his cock….I would stroke so hard…dreaming of you both, wanting to be yours…please…oh fuck harder…” “Keep going Sean, what else?” “I’d imagine licking your pussy when he fucked you, tasting your juices as my tongue ran up and down his cock. I wanted it so bad…I wanted to fuck you as he pushed into me. I wanted him to fuck both of us, him slamming into me making me fuck you. I wanted it…I wanted it all!” My cock was going haywire as Sammy’s cock pushed me higher and higher over the edge. I didn’t care any more, about anything. That cock was touching me in ways I had never dreamed, never imagined. If I had know I could feel this way I would have jumped on every cock I could find. Just a dirty jock slut, begging for real men to fuck me, use me. I’d show off online, saying I was straight but having guys beg me in my DMs. Hooking up with followers, letting them fuck me raw until I was begging for release. Just a random hole, passed around from stranger to stranger, feeling their cocks..their love…making me whole. “Yeah jealous little bitch,” she said, knocking the breath out of me with her thrust, “Well you can have all that Sean, everything you ever dreamed of…just surrender to me.” “I do, I do Rachel! I’ll do anything you say, anything…please…please…just use me…please just use me like the slut I am…” “If you ever talk back to me again, you will never get fucked like this, got it?” “No! NO! Never, anything you want, all the time…I’m yours…please….” “You will get fucked by anyone I say, anywhere, never question me again.” “No, no…I won’t…I won’t….please fuck me….please…” I could feel my cock start to pulse as my brain fuzzed out, I was too far gone. That cock, that fucking cock had done it again. I wasn’t a person anymore, I wasn’t a human. I was a hole, a fucking jock hole that only wanted to be filled. Needed to be filled. Please fill me… My cock erupted and I screamed in response. I had no idea how I still had cum left after today but I felt streams of warm cum shoot across my face and chest, I made sure to lick as much as I could while it contained to pulse. “Come on pup, cum for mommy, show me your jock cunt.” “Oh god…yes….fuck me….oh yes…more…more…” My cock seemed like it wouldn’t stop as she kept fucking me, even after I came, that fucking cock still making me feel like I was cumming even though I was empty. “You’re mine Sean, you’re fucking mine, don’t ever forget it!” I just nodded as I felt my brain shut down, “Yours…all yours…all….. My body spasmed as I tried to cum again and everything went white… And then black.

I’m glad someone remembered them!

I slept for the rest of the day. My hole was sore and I felt like garbage for sinking that low. I had begged him to fuck me, literally cried for it! I ate my own load, licked his body clean…and I fucking loved every second of it. And the fact that it had been filmed, other people were going to see it… It should have disgusted me but instead it just turned me on more. When I didn’t come down for breakfast Rachel came and found me. I had the covers thrown over my head, wishing the world would just go away. “Anyone alive in there?” She asked. “Please leave me alone,” I whined, hating how weak I sounded. She pulled the covers off of me, I looked up at her, ready to protest. She had on a strip of cloth that was pretending to be a shirt. All it did was cover her nipples, the rest of her beautiful tits were on display. She was wearing a pair of jeans that looked spray painted on and her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, looking like a horse’s tail. She was incredible. “Sean, you know I love you right?” I nodded. “So when I say this I say it out of love ok?” Another nod. “You ever tell me what to do again and I will cut off your balls and make you eat them for breakfast ok?” Her voice never got louder, never got shrill, it was the same, friendly tone she always used. Except I could tell she meant every word of what she just said. “Yes ma’am,” I answered meekly. She smiled and just like that she was normal again, “Great, come downstairs and eat. Growing boy like you needs his calories.” She got up and walked out, “And that means now.” I got out of bed and jumped in the shower. My ass was sore as fuck, I honestly think he tore something when he fucked me. A flash of him over me, that cock pounding my ass, the sensation of it filling me up completely… My cock twitched and I groaned, fuck I was STILL turned on by it. I dried off, threw on some clothes and headed down. Shayne and her were at the table talking, once again there was enough food to feed an army on the table. She looked up and smiled, “Dig in and then we can talk business.” I nodded as I filled my plate. I was hungry, I had just crashed after the shoot last night, so it had been a good 12 hours since I ate anything, and even then I had been eating almost nothing to get ready for the shoot. So I put three of everything and started to chow down. They kept talking about whatever as I ate, the food hit my stomach and I started to feel better. I downed two glasses of orang juice and finished my eggs. “You better?” I nodded, still chewing. “Good, so one, you were incredible yesterday. I think that was easily one of the best shoots I’ve ever seen. We’re editing it now, should be good to go by tonight. Because you did such a good job I am giving you a bonus for going above and beyond.” She pulled out a brand new iPhone and slid it across to me. “Open it up.” I slid it open and a website was pulled up, it looked like a bank account. In it was 17,000! I looked up at her in shock. “That’s what you’ve earned so far, that account is under your name and social, you can do whatever you want with it. Every time you shoot a scene or fool around in the house, you’ll get a deposit there. Good?” I nodded, I never had this much money at the same time. “Good, so that’s done. Second, to promote the scene we’re going to put you in the hot room for a live broadcast.” “Hot room?” Shayne said, “It’s a room that’s filled with cameras, you have a ear piece and and screens and people are paying to talk to you. The more you do the more they bid and the more money you make.” “Bid?” Rachel leaned forward, “There is a list of things, and the money amount for you to do them. People bid on them, and if they pony up the cash you do it. Some of the guys have walked out of there with close to 10 grand.” 10 grand? In a night? “If you get a whale in there, you can make bank man,” Shayne added. “Whale?” “The people who bid on you are usually normal people. They will pay up to 50-100 bucks to talk to you and ask you to do stuff. But a whale is someone who will drop own thousands of dollars to get certain things done. If one of those wanders into your chat room you’re set because they don’t fuck around.” “And the longer you stay in the more money you make,” Rachel explained. They have to pay based on the time, so the first hour is x amount and every hour after that it goes up. So at the end you’ll only have high paying people in your room, and that is when you cash out.” Wow this sounds like a lot of money, I could use that. “It’s going to take place the day after your scene with Ezra hits. So a lot of them will be curious to meet and talk with you. You ok with that?” I nodded and then asked, “What if I said no?” Rachel laughed, “I’d convince you otherwise.” I smiled but she didn’t, and I felt a chill run down my spine. “And lastly, your reward.” I looked down at the phone and then to her, “More?” She smiled, “Did you forget you get to fuck me?” You know I had. She laughed as my face lit up “Tonight, be clean and ready at eight, ok?” “Yes ma’am.” She smiled, “I like that ma’am shit a lot,” she finished her drink and stood up, “Ok you boys play nice, and I will see you tonight.” She walked out and we both watched her leave. Shayne looked at me with a wolf’s smile, “Excited?” I nodded, goofy grin on my face. “So you’re rich, wanna go shopping?” He was right, I am rich! “Can we go grab some clothes?” “Bud we can do anything you want.” I liked the sound of that. “Let me change and we’l hit the stores.” “Kickass!” About twenty mints later Shayne came back down, talking to someone on his phone. “Ok cool, yeah leaving now. Awesome see ya.” He looked at me, “Ready?” I nodded, “Who was that?” “Friends of mine, wanted to know when we would be back.” “Ok cool, so where to?” “You my friend need some clothes like a crack addict need a rock. There’s an A&F at the mall, let’s go hit that and buy them out.” “I am down for that,” I said as we walked to his car. God this Mustang was fucking sweet. I longed for one and then remembered, with the cash I was making I could buy one as well. That cheered me up as we drove into town. There was a mid sized mall, it looked pretty empty which made sense. Businesses were open but not a lot of people were braving the outdoors yet. When we walked in the place looked deserted, just some family wandering around looking lost. “It’s over here,” he said taking a right. I followed, not believing I had 17 grand to my name. It felt like it was fucking Christmas. The store was easy to find, there was this fucking shirtless muscle stud out front, greeting people as they walked in. Jesus Christ, he was easily as built as I was, short blond hair, serious look, impressive six pack. He gave us a small smile and nodded as we walked in, I bet he got fucking mad pussy doing this. The store was empty save the guy behind the counter and some kid looking through board shorts. The counter guy looked up and smiled, “Welcome to Abercrombie, need any help?” He was a good looking guy too, which figures cause this place doesn’t hire doggos. He was skinny but the way the t-shirt hugged him you could tell he had some muscle mass under there. “My friend is on a shopping spree,” Shayne said patting my back, “So we’ll be trying a lot on.” “Let me know if you need any help.” We both nodded and started looking at the things. We skimmed some shirts, fuck they were expensive! But then I had 17 grand in my pocket, I could afford a 50 dollar shirt if I wanted. I grabbed four of them and then headed over to the jeans. I was just picking up anything that looked good, I saw the kid who was in here go into a dressing room, leaving the place empty save us. Shayne began wandering over to the caps while I checked out the long sleeved shirts, I was about to grab some when I heard a, “Hey!” From the dressing room. I looked over and I could see he kid peeking around the door, “Hey, come here for a sec.” I walked over, not sure what was going on. “I need an opinion, are these too tight?” He opened the door and I almost dropped the clothes I was holding. The only thing he had one was a pair of red board shorts that had the top button undone. This kid was…I mean…fuck me. He looked like an action figure he was so perfect. He had a good amount of muscle but was so toned that it looked unreal. I was bigger than him by far but what he had looked so much better than mine…I mean shit. But that wasn’t what drew my eye, it was his cock. Well the outline of it at least. There was a fucking snake sized bulge tucked down the right leg, it looked fucking insane on a kid his size. It was nearly halfway down his upper thigh and it was soft! I could see a dusting of trimmed, pubic hairs peeking from the waist band and I had to admit, this kid looked like a fucking porn star. “Too tight right?” He asked, his eyes wide. “Um, I mean…” “Can you see my junk?” He asked looking down. People in space could see this kid’s junk! “Um, I mean yeah but…” “It doesn’t feel tight, I mean feel…” he grabbed my hand and out it on his bulge, “See how it still has give?” Jesus Christ this kid’s cock was…I mean…I swore I felt it start to harden under my fingertips, I had a sudden urge to rub the whole length of it when someone grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. “You creeping on my little brother?’ It was the shirtless greeter and fuck me he looked bigger up close. “No!” I said trying to take a step back “He was just..I mean…” He looked down and saw my hand hard dick, fuck me the kid had turned me on! “Yeah right, fucking faggot.” He turned to the clerk, “Hey Eli, we got a fag.” Eli shook his head and walked over to the front door. “No guys, look this was a mistake, I’m not a fag.” “He was touching my dick,” the kid said from the dressing room. I spun at him, “You put my hand on it!” The kid looked at he greeter, “John, he’s lying.” John spun me around again and pushed me into the center of the store. I dropped my clothes as I tripped and fell to my hands and knees. Eli had turned the lock on the door and lowered the shutters. Holy shit was I trapped in here? “Shayne” I called out as John walked up to me, his fucking muscles tensing with each step. Where the fuck was Shayne? “You think you can come in here and fucking hit on my little brother?” “No way man, I wasn’t…” He knelt down and I flinched, fuck I didn’t want to get hit by this guy. “Strip.” I blinked in confusion, “What?” “You heard me fag, strip.” “This isn’t needed man, it was a mis…” He reached over and tore my shirt off, “I’ll do the same with your fucking pants.” Holy shit he was serious. I nodded and kicked my shoes off quickly. Standing up I undid my pants, “What are you gonna do?” I asked, never taking my eyes off of him. “Well you wanna fag out on my little brother, I’m gonna give you something to fag out on.” “I’m not a fag!” I tried to explain but he just glared at me and I slid my jeans off. “Please I’m not gay, don’t do this…” “Should have thought of that before feeling my little brother up,” he said taking my jeans and tossing them behind the counter. “Keep going…” Sighing I grabbed the waistband of my underwear, where the hell did Shayne go? Was he going to come back? I took them off and stepped out of them, my hands tried to cover my dick. John tossed them away as well and slapped my hands. “Hands at your side, not like we haven’t seen a pussy before.” I dropped my hands, wishing I could die. “Not bad for a fag,” Eli said, suddenly next to me. He took my soft dick in his hand and started to play with it. He had stripped down too! He only had on a white jockstrap and socks, Jesus Christ he was ripped. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him, his legs were insane as well. As I looked at his definition my dick started to harden and I knew I was sank. “Not a fag!” John sneered, “No straight man would get hard from a guy jerking him off.” I dropped my head in shame, how the fuck did I end up naked in a A&F being fondled by a stranger? “Not a bad dick,” Eli said as I got harder. “Yeah but he can’t beat this,” John said unbuttoning his jeans. He dropped them and revealed the red jockstrap he had on, one that was barely containing his fucking horse cock! Jesus Christ he was big! I couldn’t look away as he stepped out of his jeans and tossed them aside. He pulled back the jockstrap and started to slowly stroke it. “Yeah you like that? Seeing a real man’s cock?” I swallowed hard, not sure what to say. “Knees. Now.” He commanded. Slowly I knelt down, shaking my head because I wanted out of here so bad. The look on his face made it pretty clear there was not talking him out of this. I was eye level with his dick now, and fuck it looked big. “What are you waiting for? Fucking start worshipping that cock!” Slowly I leaned forward and licked the tip of his dick. He made a groaning sound that I took as approval and began to work on his shaft. Maybe if I could get him off they’d let me go, god I hoped so. I kept licking up and down his shaft, t trying to cover the whole thing with spit. He grabbed the base of it and slapped it across my lips. “Open, open your fucking mouth.” I opened my mouth and he shoved that baseball bat in. Instantly I start choking but he grabs the back of my head and kept me in place. I could feel him push past my tongue and down my throat as I struggled to breathe. I tried to remember when Shayne did this to me and started to breathe through my nose as he just slammed his dick into my mouth. “Fuck yeah, feel that cock bitch, take my meat!” I gripped his ass to steady myself as he pumped my mouth like there was no tomorrow. The only sounds in the store was his pelvis slapping my face and the gurgled sounds I made as I choked. I thought I was going to pass out when he pushed me off his cock and to the ground. I held my throat as I coughed, tears flooded my eyes as I struggled to breathe. “No teeth, didn’t throw up, yeah he’s a fag.” I shook my head but couldn’t talk. “Take him for a spin Eli.” Eli walked up to me, his hard cock in hand. He wasn’t as big as John thank god, he grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled me into his cock. I didn’t choke this time as I felt his hard rod slide across my tongue. He began to piston in and out of my mouth with a good rhythm. He slapped the side of my head, “Work that cock motherfucker.” I began to roll my tongue around his dick, my eyes closed in shame as I began to service some stranger on the floor of a A&F. “Is he,” John asked. Eli nodded and grinned, “Oh yeah, he’s into it.” I was so not into this. He grabbed the back of my head with both hands and began to facefuck me in earnest. I tried to keep up with his pumps the best I could but it was a losing battle. I tasted a flood of precum and my eyes got wide as I realized he was gonna nut in my mouth! I tried to talk around his cock, slapping his ass for him to pull out but he was thrusting faster and faster as he held my head in a death grip. “Fucking take my load..” he growled as I felt his cock expand in my mouth. Hot cum hit the back of my throat as he unloaded in me. I could feel blast after blast of cum slide down my throat as he used me as a cum receptacle. When he was done he slipped his dick out of my mouth and slapped my cheek with his side ring member twice, “You fags give the best head.” “Please,” I said finally finding my voice, “You had your fun, please let me go.” “Fun?” John asked, stroking that giant cock, “We haven’t even started having fun yet.” Eli walked behind the counter and tossed a bottle to John. “Lube,” he said smearing some on his cock, “Never leave home with out it.” He walked towards me and tossed it down next to me, “Get your ass lubed, you’re gonna need it.” “Wait man, don’t do this…” He paused, “Look cunt, this cock is going in you with or without lube, that’s your choice.” That cock looked like it was going to tear me up either way, but I knew without would kill me. I took the bottle with shaking hands and poured some on my fingers. “Please man, I’ll do anything you want. I’ll blow you guys again, just don’t fuck me.” “Why?” He asked with a sneer, “You telling me you’ve never been fucked?” I just froze and he started to laugh. “That’s what I thought, come on slut, get your pussy wet already.” I smeared my hole with lube, staring at that cock like it was a loaded gun. Jesus Christ I think he was bigger than Ezra. “Yeah you like that?” He asked seeing me stare at his cock, “That’s almost ten inches of Parker Pride right there.” I swallowed hard as I poured more lube in my hand. “Yeah get your cunt nice and sloppy, I’m about to stretch it wide.” I nodded in fear and tried to shove the whole bottle up my ass. He started to walk towards me and I am pretty sure I let out a whimper. He seemed to like that. “Yeah you afraid? Most fags are when they see a real man’s cock up close. You all dream about it but once it’s in front of you…you panic.” I thought about saying I wasn’t a fag again but these guys didn’t seem to be listening. He crouched down and pulled my legs apart, “Come on sweetheart, spread those legs for daddy.” Trying not to make a noise I spread my legs as he scooted between them. He lifted my legs up and I prayed that Shayne would come in and stop this. I felt his head slip through my cheeks and closed my eyes. He found my hole and pressed up against it. “Hold on fag….it’s gonna be a bumpy ride.” I held my breath as he pushed into me. My hole screamed in protest as his gigantic head tried to force its way into my tin little jock hole. “FUCK!” I screamed and John jerked his head. “Eli, shut the fag up.” Eli came over and lowered his ass down on my face. “If I don’t feel your tongue working overtime I’m gonna break your face.” His asshole was spread over my face, my screams were going nowhere. John’s cock had breached my hole and was slowly pushing it’s way into me, smashing the walls of my ass without pause. He just pushed in and kept going, all ten inches of fucking Texas beef filling me up, making my entire ass throb with pain. “Come on,” Eli said bouncing on my head, slamming it against the shop floor. I hesitantly extended my tongue and licked around his hole. “That’s it, harder…” he ordered. Fuck! I licked harder and felt the tip of my tongue press against his hole, he sighed and I guess this is what he wanted. I focused on just his ass, trying my best to ignore the pain from the telephone pole being shoved into me. I reached up and grabbed his meaty thighs, this kid had to have been in track or something because he had some serious legs on him. I pulled his ass down onto my tongue and felt his hole fight against my pushing. For some reason that became my reason for existing. Everything else was fucking out of my control, but I could force my tongue up this jock’s ass, and nothing was going to stop me. I really started to stab at his hole, my tip slipping in a few times as he gasped with shock and delight. “He doing it?’ John asked. “Oh yeah…he can be taught…” I forced my way into his resistant hole, his ass was like smooth rock but his hole was vulnerable and the more I pushed the more it went in. Finally I felt his hole just collapse and open up, my tongue shoving it way into him. “Oh fuck yeah…right there…come on bitch eat me out…” Knowing I had this kid spinning made me feel incredible. It was the one thing Ive accomplished today and I was going to run with it. I pushed my head up as I pulled his ass down and began to tongue fuck the jock’s exposed hole. He began pushing down with me as he started to call out, “Fuck yeah…oh fuck your tongue…shit man…come on…” I was excited, this as turning me on! Eli cooed and moaned as I slurped his ass for over five minutes. Finally he moved away from my face, panting like he had run a mile. “Jesus Christ…fucking fags love my ass…” he said with a smile. “How you doing?” John asked slamming his cock into me. I felt the air get knocked out of me as I realized I had spaced out everything but Eli’s hole. He was fucking me with that monster effortlessly, my ass had just given up the fight and was letting him slide that fucking massive cock in and out of me like a sloppy cunt. “Yeah, you take this cock good…” he said, slamming me a couple of times in a row. “You like this shit?” I shook my head, even though there wasn’t pain there was discomfort from having a baby’s arm up my ass! “Oh,” he mocked, “Hold on…let me change that.” He moved his angle and shoved his dick downwards… And my fucking boys spasmed. “Ohhhh… I cried out, feeling him smash up against my prostate with the force of a car wreck. “There it is, every fag has one They bitch and bitch but you find their little boypusssy,” He slammed down again and my head thrust back as I let out a deep moan that came from my soul. “Yeah, that’s my cunt,” he said chuckling, keeping his thrusts upwards, throwing me higher and higher with each pump. My mind started to get fuzzy as he pounded my boypus….prostate over and over. Each hit notched the pleasure up again and again, making it harder to focus on anything but his cock. I looked to my side, my mouth open and drool dripping down my cheek, and saw the display racks. I was in a fucking mall, I was being forced down on a store floor being raped by a pair of guys in broad daylight. The shame filled my mind as he kept hitting my fucking ass harder and harder. Fuck that cock, I thought I was big but this dick, this fucking dick… It was happening again, I felt myself sliding towards that cliff I saw with Ezra. I scrambled to hold on, this wasn’t supposed to be fun, I wasn’t supposed to like this! These fucking kids were raping me for fuck’s sake…I can’t like it… But I did. I started to thrust back into him and I knew I was sank. “Oh…not a fag huh?’ John said feeling me gyrate under him. “Fucking muscle bitch, come in here acting all though and shit….no I’m not a fag, please don’t…” he teased in a girly voice, “And look at you now, fucking take my cock like a champ, pushing back to get more.” He leaned forward and slammed me with all his might, I felt myself move up three inches from the impact, my vision actually spinning from his cock. “You like that? You want that?” Oh god I did, that the fuck was wrong with me? I had begged him not to fuck me but here I was, fucking wanting more of that fucking cock! “Come on baby, admit it…you want more?” He hit me again and a moaned slipped out of my mouth. He hit me three times, each one harder than the last and my cries got louder and louder… Eli said, “John,” and gestured towards the window. The shutters was down but you could see the silhouettes of to kids, trying to peek through. “Oh look, he said with and evil smile, “You have an audience.” I looked away, trying to cover my face as he pumped that donkey cock into me over and over, making me bite my bottom lip to stop for crying out. “What’s wrong?” He asked, still fucking me, “Shy?” He pulled out with a wet squelch and pulled me to my feet. I was so out of it I just stumbled along where he pushed me until my face was up against the glass. I felt his cock slide into me again and I let out a moan, oh fuck what was he doing? He began to fuck me hard, I was pressed up against the glass, trying my best not to make a sound. The two kids outside were looking for a crack, to find out where the noise was coming from. “Come on man,” John said, thrusting so hard it raised me on my tiptoes, “Give them a show.” Fuck, this was horrible…can’t…I mean… “Holy shit,” I heard from the other side of the glass and I could see their faces. They had found a crack in the shutters to the left and could look down and see me. Their eyes got wide because it was obvious what was happening. I was fucking naked and being pushed from behind. They were in high school…oh fuck they were watching me get fucked… John pushed up again and tagged my boybussy. “Ohhh….” I groaned, making the kid outside giggle manically. John slammed the same spot over and over and my mouth began to babble, “Fuck…please….no….fuck….yes….oh god…” He was bringing me close to cumming with just his cockhead. I glanced over and saw they both had their phones out and were filming me. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. I was locked watching them watching me get fucked. One of the kids was rubbing the front of his jeans and I could tell he was hard. I had licked my lips before I even knew I wanted to. The kids eyes got wide as they laughed and pointed, the one kid looked around and pulled his cock out, mashing it up against the window. Eli walked up and opened the shutters a crack, I looked at him in horror as the kid was able to scoot under and move towards me. His hard cock was up against the glass, right in front of my face. His friend was still filming us. The kid hit the window and pointed down, “Suck it!” I shook my head and moaned as John tagged me again. “Suck it!” He mouthed and this time John hit and dragged his cockhead over my spot. I lost my mind… “Lick it,” Eli said in my ear, “You’re a fucking whore…service the kid…” I began to lick the glass where the kid’s cock was. He looked down at me in shock as he watched some muscled guy, years older than him, try to suck his teenage cock through glass. I as so humiliated…but I couldn’t stop. His friend got closer to film more and John’s cock was hitting me faster…my tongue was moving up and down the glass…desperate to actually lick his dick… He kid’s dick came against the glass, I imagined I could taste it, feel the heat from it… I began to cum endlessly. Both of my hands were up against the glass now as I tried to service the high school punk in front of me. If they had both walked in right now I would have blown them. They could have fucked me right here on the floor and I would have let them. My cock splattered my cum all over the window as well, my load dripping down, shot by shot… The kids laughed and laughed as he zipped up his pants and flipped me off. “Hold on,” Eli gestured and then looked down at me. “What the fuck man? You tying to make work for me? Clean this shit up.” John pulled out of me and I went to my knees. Hands on the glass I began to lap up my cum, the kids eyes were wide as they filmed me. I groaned in embarrassment as I moved around the glass, capturing every drop of my seed. The kids laughing and cussing at me the entire time. Once it was done they shook their heads and walked away, giving Eli a thumbs up. I felt like throwing up, but I also felt incredible from orgasm, I hadn’t cum like that…well ever I don’t think. “Come on,” John said dragging me back into the shop. His cock bobbed out in front of him and I wondered he if was going to go back to fucking me. “He’s ready,” John said to someone. I looked up and saw the kid from the dressing room, his little brother, standing there naked. Holy shit, this is what looking at the sun feels like. He was perfect, I mean just drop dead perfect. He looked like the typical boy next door, shaggy blond hair, rosey cheeks, wide smile. If he had been dressed I would have assumed he was a paperboy or an alter boy. He just looked so innocent it was criminal. His body though was nothing but sin. Every cut, every line, every curve was just perfect. He looked like what you would think a perfect teenage male would be. Not an ounce of fat but not skinny, muscles everywhere, but not beefy…just perfect. He had a tan line that showed he wore those board shorts more than he didn’t, his legs and chest were a dark brown, making him look like a surfer just off a wave. But all I saw was his cock. I had a big cock. Ezra had a big cock. John had a big cock. This kid had a perfect cock. It was huge, easily nine and half, cut, fucking mushroom head, long shaft…just fucking perfect. On his frame though it looked massive. His balls looked like small peaches and just hung there like pendulums on a clock. His pubic hair was nice and trim, making that dick look even bigger. He just stood there, staring at me, while I fell in love with that perfect dick. “Lay down,” he said, gesturing to the floor where John had fucked me. I scrambled to lay down, my protests about being fucked in a store completely vanished. He knelt down and pushed my legs apart, he just sat there, looking at me. “You’re a bitch.” There was no malice, no anger, just a statement. When I didn’t say anything he said. “You’re a bitch, right?” I had no idea how to answer. “You’re a bitch, a fucking slutty, whoring bitch,” all said with the same inflection you’d use with a grocery list. “You don’t think you are, but you are. And I’m about to prove it.” He moved forward and I could feel his cock nudge my hole. “You’re welcome,” he said before pushing in. “Oh fuckk…..” I moaned as he stretched my already sore hole open. His cock…holy fuck his cock…it was so thick…I thought John had used me but as this kid’s cock just dived forward I realized my ass had so much more to give. My ass was slick with the lube and John’s precum but even that wasn’t enough to make this painless. I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth, wondering how much more cock this kid had. He got nearly all the way in and then something I had never felt before happened. Something that honestly, changed my whole world. So far when I had been fucked by boypuss…fuck that word is in my head now, my prostate and been stimulated. Nudged, tagged, hit, but they were brief moments of pleasure that made everything else worthwhile. Even the occasional touches could drive me to cum without hands. It had been incredible. Up to this kid. This kid’s cock was so thick, when his head pushed past my prostate instead of nudging it or flicking it, it smashed it down and held it there. Shoving his whole shaft up against my pussy. The effect was immediate. I cried out, my legs spread out, my head flew up. My cock, who had just came and was deflated completely, started to full with blood as fucking waves of ecstasy started to slam into my mind. I felt my ass pushing back, I was making a whining sound like a dog being denied a treat as my hips tried shimmy around his cock. “Fuckfuckfuck…oh god…fuck…shit…oh yes….fuckk……” I cried, my mind just turning into jello. He slowly pulled out and I fell back, out of breath. I was coved in sweat, breath coming in ragged spurts as I tried to make words. He waited until I made eye contact again and he smiled. “That was me not moving.” I looked down at the most incredible thing in the world and then back to him. He said one simple word, and my pride and ego broke. “Beg.” I scrambled up, “Please, please, please….fuck me….shove that fucking cock in me please…what do you want, I’ll do anything, please…I need that cock…please!” I didn’t care if John and Eli were at the counter filming me with their phones. I didn’t care that whoever this kid was he was younger than me by far and I was almost crying for his cock. I didn’t care about any of that, I had been shown fucking heaven for a few seconds and then thrown out. I wanted back in. “You a bitch?’ He asked. I nodded, “Yes, I’m a slutty bitch who needs to get fucked. Please…please…I’m just a dirty jock slut…please fuck me. Fill my hole with your seed, I’ll do anything, name it.!” “I want you to remember this,” he said moving towards me, pushing me back to the floor, “Later when you feel like you’re a man, when you think you’re a person again. Later when you look back on this and think this was just a fluke or something weird…I want you to remember this.” His cock slipped into my hole and I winced. “You were never anything more than a fucking hole.” He shoved it in me and fucking fireworks went off in my mind. I’m not kidding, he began to fuck me slowly and I saw images flash in front of my eyes. It was like an electrical storm was inside of me, sending off sparks to my cock and brain, making everything in the world about sex. I had never felt anything like this, it was more than pleasure, more than feelings…I felt complete. I felt at this moment, exactly where I should be. A cock in my ass, legs up, begging for more. He just stared at me as he fucked me, watching my face as I broke down and begged him for more. But he didn’t give it to me, he never went faster, harder, he kept the same, steady pace and it was driving me insane. FUCK!! “PLEASE!” I roared looking up at him “FUCK ME HARDER!” “What are you?” He asked. “A fucking whore jock cunt! I need to be filled, please…I’m your hole, fill me. I need it, I need fucking cock…” He began to speed up and my mouth wouldn’t stop. “That’s it, yeah, I’m a slut, fuck your slut, fucking useless muscle cunt…thinking I was more…oh fuck yeah, yeah…oh fill me up! SHIT SHIT!” He began to speed up the more I talked, the more I admitted the harder he pounded me. “I’m a fucking whore! I’m only here to service cocks…oh fucking love me with that cock…please, please…oh yes…fucking muscle slut…dirty fucking slut…” He was pounding me now and I was losing speech. My eyes were rolling back as I drooled out of the corner of my mouth. When I stopped talking…he started. “You’re a fucking joke, a pathetic muscle bitch who has been dying for someone to fuck them their entire life. You wanna know why you work out? So people will find a reason to fuck you. Every day that the gym, straining, lifting, all so you can be a fucking sleeve for a cock. That’s who you are. Attention starved, ignorant jock, slut ass cunt. It’s all you are and all you’ll ever be. You see that now? You see it? You are here to get fucked.” He was hitting me so hard that I felt like I was paralyzed. I just laid there, feeling this magnificent cock make me whole. His words descended on my brain like a swarm of locusts and started to consume me. He was right, I did want this, always wanted this. Straining my squats at the gym, my fucking ass just hanging out. Me silently begging one of those studs to throw me down and fuck me senseless in front of everyone. Why did I think I was anything more? Oh god…this was so good…I was so full…his dick…his dick was just….everything. “Never forget this,” he said speeding up for a final push, “I just made sense of your miserable life, you are and will always be….” He slammed me hard, taking my hips off the ground and my cock began to just rain cum down over me. “A FUCKING HOLE!” He said as his cock began to breed me with his percent fucking seed. I was laughing and crying as my cock just pulled over and over again, his words echoing in my ears. “A hole I’m a dirty hole…fucking slutty hole..” I chanted as the last of my spunk dribbled out of my dick. He slid his duck out and I collapsed on the floor, his load leaking out fo my completely ruined ass. I knew I would be sore and most likely limp tomorrow. I know I looked like a fucking trashed slut on the floor of an Abercrombie and Fitch covered in cum, some high school kids load draining out of my ass…but I had a smile on my face that would not go away. As I laid there and listened to the three brothers talk about how much of a fucking dirty whore I was, I just smiled…because that kid had shown me my truth. “Thank you…” I slurred, realizing he had already said I was welcome.

After a bit Shayne and I got up and wanders to a shower. I was covered in cum and I could feel his load moving in me each time I took a step. I suppose I should have been grossed out but I wasn’t. There was a part of me proud I could make Shay cum like that. It was a reward having his cum in me, he had chosen me to take his load and that felt special. We got into a smaller shower downstairs and started to rinse off. He grabbed some soap and lathered my pecs and, moving down to my abs. It was sensual and turning me on, him touching me so soft. Was I gay? Cause looking at Shayne, it just turned me on. I moved forward and kissed him, pushing him back against the shower wall. I felt him kiss me back, his soapy hands moving across my broad back. I had made out with girls before but this was different. His stubble, his mass, the way his body felt up against mine. It was completely different and it was turning me the fuck on. He pulled back as I reached for his cock. “Nope, bad boy.” He smacked my hand away and I looked at him confused and a little hurt. “You have a shoot this weekend, you need to start saving your loads so when you cum it’s a good money shot.” “I can’t cum until this weekend?” I whined. He smiled and nodded, “That was your last treat pup, hope it was good enough to last.” I was actually bummed I couldn’t have sex with him, where the fuck was that feeling coming from? A week ago the thought of having sex with a guy would have grossed me out and now I was sad cause I had to wait five days? “You ok?” He asked when I got quiet. In nodded, feeling my throat catch. “Hey pup what’s wrong?” He asked, scoping me into a hug. I shook my head into his chest, what the hell? “Come on, you know I still want you, you just have to be able to shoot one of your super porn star loads. Right?” I nodded but was still emotional. “Then what is it?” I blurted out, “I just want to make you feel good!” He smiled and nodded, then put his hands on my shoulders, and lowered me down to my knees. I looked and saw his cock, rising to full length. Without a word I took the head in my mouth and started to suck on it. His hands grabbed two wet clumps of my hair and pushed me down on it with a groan. The sound turned me on as I realized I was bringing him pleasure. I sucked as much of his cock as I could as he thrust into my mouth. My hand grabbed his firm ass as he began to face fuck me for real. God how did I get here? On my knees, cock in my mouth, loving every second. I was desperate to get him off, there was a drive somewhere in me to get him to cum, to prove I could make him feel good, to prove I was still his pup. Fuck, my mind was reeling, I felt so needy, so desperate. God I wanted Shayne to know how bad I wanted him. He pushed me back until my head was against the other wall, I was all the way back on my knees, looking up at Shayne as he pushed his cock past my tongue, and began to shove it down my throat. I began to gag and tried to pull away but I couldn’t, Shayne had be pinned n my knees against the wall, I slapped at his asscheeks but he just sneered at me. “Relax!” He snapped, “Just relax, breath, let it happen.” I had tears in my eyes as I felt his dick push down the first part of my throat. I couldn’t move my tongue because his cock was so fat, I could close my jaw clenched nothing. All I could was kneel there and let him throatfuck me. I could feel this head push lower and lower, until it felt like he was scraping the my whole throat. “Oh fuck yeah,” he moaned as he pulled back and then back in. He was literally using my throat as a fucking hole! He kept pumping into me, his hands locked on my head to keep me in place. My jaw was aching and my feet were falling sleep but even though this was humiliating and demeaning… I was hard as rock. My cock was fucking rigid, my head tickling my belly button as I fought the urge to jack off. Fuck even this was turning me on, being Shayne’s cum hole was erotic to me now. My head was smacking the back of the wall but he didn’t care. He was close and I wasn’t a person. I was his jock slut puppy and he wanted to cum. “Fuck,” he hissed as I felt the think vein of his cock throb on the top of my tongue. He was most likely pouring precum down my throat but I couldn’t taste it he was so far in. “Fuck Sean, I’m gonna cum!” He roared and slammed my head hard against the wall and kept it there. I could literally feel his cock engorge in my mouth, it got so thick my jaws ached from being pushed so wide. Part of me wished I could taste his load, the feeling of him shooting on my tongue. Instead I had to accept that I had eaten his load like he wanted and that was enough. He pulled his cock out slowly, this crummy head sliding across my tongue, allowing me a small taste. “Whoa!” He said smacking my head, “Sensitive!” He pulled all the way out and I collapsed to te shower floor, holding my sore throat. He knelt down and smiled, “You ok?” I nodded, not sure if I could talk. “You like taking my load?” I looked up and nodded. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead, “Good pup, what a good cum dump you’re becoming.” Normally the phrase would have bugged me, but instead my cock throbbed at it. Shit I think this place is changing me. The next day Rachel had me sign some papers. She explained it they were release forms for the videos and I was agreeing to let them use my face. “So, what are we gonna call you?” She said after everything was signed and filed. I cocked my head and she laughed. “God you are a puppy! Your screen name, we can’t just call you Sean.” I looked over at Shayne, “What’s your screen name?’ He smiled, “Marcus.” I laughed “Marcus? Why?’ He shrugged, “First thing that popped into my head.” “Um, can I be Cody?” Rachel thought about it for a moment, “It’s not bad…” “Jason,” Shayne offered. “Jake,” Rachel added. “Jake!” They said at the same time. “So I’m Jake?” I asked. She nodded, “Jake is perfect, now we have to come up with a character.” “A what?” “A persona for you to have, you know, ex military, jock, bi, guy with girlfriend going through college, some story that people will eat up.” “Um, I thought I was already on the site,” I asked confused. “That’s the PPV site, it’s to watch the live streams of what goes on in the house. What you’re shooting is an actual scene that people can download and watch whenever they want. Two different things.” I looked over at Shayne, “So Marcus and Jake this Saturday?” He shook his head, “Your scene isn’t with me.” I felt my stomach sour, “What?’ Rachel got my attention, “It’s with Ezra, I thought you knew that.” Ezra? The fucking Marine that looked like he could eat me for breakfast?” “No, is that what he meant?” She was trying not to laugh, “Yes sweetie, he’s seen you and Shayne and is looking forward to it.” “You’re gonna love it man,” Shayne chimed in with, “First time he fucked me I swear I think he popped my back.” That did not fill me with joy. Rachel reached across and put her hand over mine, “Remember pup, you do good with Ezra, and you have me for a whole night.” Now see, I wasn’t gay because just the thought of fucking Rachel was already making me hard. “Ok?” She asked. I nodded, never so sure of anything in my life. The next few days was the gym and diet. “The key to porn is treating it like a bodybuilding competition. You work out like a loon until the day before, fast for a week, some diuretics for a better cut and you look, bam.” I took it all in as he talked, I wondered if I needed to be taking notes. “Look, this is what I mean,” he said using his phone out and pulling up a video. There was Shayne, on his hands and knees getting railed by Ezra. Fuck, Ezra looked like a giant compared to Shay, I think he had a fucking ten pack if that was possible and his lats looked big enough to use as wings. You could land a fucking jet on his chest and still have room and from the way Shayne was howling, his cock was just as big. “Now watch,” he said scrolling to a point, “He’s gonna pull me up by my throat….there.” Sure enough Ezra reach down and grabbed Shays throat, from the way Shay’s face turned red I could tell he was really squeezing. Ezra yanked Shayne up to just his knees and fucked him kneeling up. Shayne paused it, “Look at me.” I had been so lost in the fuck I hadn’t been paying attention. I looked at Shayne and was blown away. “Holy shit man, you look jacked!” He started pointing at the screen, “Fasted for a week to shrink the stomach, pumped like crazy to get my biceps to pop and then three days of water pills to get rid of the last of the water weight. Look at my abs man, they look like they could cut glass.” They did, Shayne looked like a fucking porn star, his cock was fucking hard and bouncing as Ezra slammed from from behind. His eyes were closed and it looked like he was enjoying every second of it. “You like getting fucked?” I asked. He closed the phone, “Love it, with the right guy.” He meant someone like Ezra, who was a fucking beast, not from a guy like me. He knelt down to make eye contact, “Hey, you’re gonna get there. Think of this as boot camp, we need to break you down before we can build you back up.” He put his hand on my shorts and squeezed my already hard cock, “When you’re ready, you’re gonna fuck me with this so hard its gonna be coming out my throat. But first you need to learn how to be a good pup and take orders.” I smiled and nodded, “I can do that.” “Really? Down!” He barked, pulling my chain and yanking me to the ground. I laid flat, trying to look up at him. “Roll over.” I rolled over on my back, my cock bulging in my shorts. Shayne put a foot on it and pushed, “Bad dog, who told you to get hard.” “Sorry sir,” I answered automatically, “It happens when you’re around.” He took his foot off and kicked my legs apart, “Strip.” I pulled my shorts down in a flash and threw my shirt away and laid back down. My cock was now leaking precum in anticipation. He walked around me, inspecting me from all angles. “You my pup?’ “Yessir!” “You my bitch?” “Yessir!” He knelt down and whispered in my ear, “You my jock cunt?’ My cock throbbed, “Always sir.” He laughed and slapped my tight abs, “Good boy, you can get dressed.” I literally whined like a dog and stayed there. He looked back at me, “What?” I barked, my tongue hanging out of my mouth. “What is it boy?’ Another bark. “Show me boy, show me what you want.”I got up on my knees and crawled over to him. With my teeth I took the waist band of his shorts and started to pull them down. “You want this?” He said lulling them down, reeling the dull white jockstrap he had on underneath, I barked again and licked the bulge of his cock through the material. “Holy shit Sean,” he whispered, shocked at my actions. I licked some more, nuzzling my face until his cock started to harden. His thick rod started to slide out the side of the pouch and I began slathering it with spit, whining like a dog the whole time. “Puppy wants my bone?’ I barked happily. He pushed my head away from his cock “Beg.” On my knees I leaned forward and grabbed his hips, “Please Shayne, feed me your cock. I’ve been a good boy, please let me drink your load…please…please use your jock cunt.” His cock was raging now and I could tell I was turning him the fuck on. Truth be told I was turning myself on. He slipped his cock out of the jockstrap and it thumped up to his abs with a wet slap, leaving a stain if precum on his stomach. “You want this?’ I barked louder. “Come get it.” I attacked his cock, shoving all I could in my mouth until I gagged. My tongue danced around his length as we both moaned with lust. Fuck was was wrong with me? Why was I getting off on this? I loved demeaning myself for Shayne, there was something about it that just triggered something inside of me. I sucked his cock for while, his hand guiding my head to where he wanted me, encouraging when I did good. “Such.a good dog, that’s it…more tongue…come on boy…tongue my piss hole…oh fuck yeah…” I did everything he commanded and more. Finally he pushed me off and I knelt there, hands up like paws, whining like a needy bitch. “Get up on the table,” he said, “Up!” I scrambled to my feet and climbed up on the dining room table. I was on all fours, body on display, I looked back at him and whimpered. “Good boy,” he said coming up behind me. “Such a good boy deserves a treat…” He shoved his tongue in me and I groaned, “Fuckkk Shayne!” He wasn’t gentle and he wasn’t kind, he shoved as much as his tongue in me at once, forcing my ass open to take it all. Once I was slick he jammed two fingers in and started to stretch my hole. It hurt but I also loved it, he was preparing me, he was making me ready…I was going to make him feel good. I was shocked how badly I wanted to please him, how badly I needed to. He ate me out until I was pounding on the table, begging for him for god knows what. All I knew was that I wanted more, just more. He pulled me back until my feet came off the table until they hit the floor. My chest was still flat on the table and I was trying to figure out where he wanted me when he shoved his cock in me. “Fucking shit!!” I screamed as he plunged into me. “Shut up cunt,” he said slapping my ass hard, “Fucking back up on that cock, come on!” It was like the wind was knocked out of me but I tried to push back, ignoring the pain my ass was feeling. I pushed off the table to slide back into Shay and felt his clock grind even deeper into me. “It hurts!” I screamed. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back; “You complaining? You need to get punished?” I felt panic as he threatened me and tried to focus up on getting him all the way in me. I had played with pain before, I could do this. Again I pushed back off the table, shoving another fat inch of his dick past my aching jock hole. He still had my head pulled back and was yelling at me. “Come on slut, back up on that cock, this is what you wanted wasn’t it?” “It is sir!” I screamed, on my top toes trying to get some leverage. “Then get back on it,” he raged, “Show me you want it.” Fuck he was being so rough, but I was still fucking hard, so this must be what I wanted. Right? I took a deep breath and pushed myself back hard. I saw flashes of light as his pubes hit my ass. I’d done it, I’d taken him all, I just stayed still and tried to catch my breath…. He pulled out quickly and slammed me, forcing me into the table. I grunted as I tried to brace myself for the next one, I could feel the entire length of this fucking cock travel in and out of my ass. It hurts like hell but there was something else there in between, moments of fucking pleasure that dulled the ache, and the faster he went the less it hurt. He grabbed my arms and pulled them back, pinning me completely on the table. I cried out from the pain and again his cock is doing something in me that made it irrelevant. I’m stuck. I couldn’t get out of this if I wanted to, and that starts to turn me on. It’s just a small feeling but it’s there, I’m used to being the biggest guy in a room, I’ve gotten used to it. Shayne was smaller than me, I could out lift him hands down. But here I was, stupid muscle stud shoved down on a dining room table getting plowed like a corn field. He kept the pace for awhile, the pain finally fading only leaving the fucking shocks of pleasure when he slammed into me. It was like a tiny electrical charge somewhere in my ass that was just fucking me up with every pump. I hadn’t even realized it but I was so hungry for that shock I was punishing back into him, adding force to his thrust by meeting him with my own body. I was literally trying to get fucked harder. His grunts got louder as he let go of my arms and put both if his hands on my shoulder. He pulled me back as his cock barreled into me and I felt the wind knocked out of me for a moment, I thought his dis was going to burst out of my chest he was so far into me. “Fucking jock slut,” he grunted, “Been wanting to breed this ass forever…” I tried to answer but all that cane out were assorted whimpers. He was fucking going to town on my ass and it was driving me crazy. When had I become this? Was I always this? All of these thoughts spiraling around my brain into a whirlpool of confusion that was slowing draining out of my ass. The more he fucked me the less I cared, it was like I wasn’t even a human any more. Just a hole. I heard him grunt and knew he was close. My dick was begging to cum but I was supposed to save it for the shoot, which meant just looking at it bobbing in the air, spitting out droplets of precum everywhere. “Ready for my load?” “YES!” I screamed, startling myself. Holy shit I was into this. “Fucking get bred cunt…” he said as I felt his cock expand inn my ass and a warmness fill me. He had shoved his cock so far in me I was on my tiptoes, feeling him shoot again and again into me. He was shaking from his orgasm and slowly started to pull out, a wet squelching sound filled the room as he cleared my ass. I felt something warm roll down my thigh and Shayne chuckled, “Look at you, cum draining down your leg.” He turned me around and out my face in his hands , “You my little jock whore?” I smiled and nodded, the feeling of my that entered me when he asked was overwhelming. He leaned and in kissed me and I hungrily returned it. “Ok, ok,” he said pulling away, “Go clean yourself up and get back. We have a whole workout to finish.” I jogged upstairs, feeling his load in me squish around in my hole with each step. Saturday came and I was a nervous wreck. Shayne and Rachel had prepared me the best they could but nothing was going to dispel the butterflies in my stomach any time soon. I skipped breakfast and Shayne gave me my first enema to get me ready. It was uncomfortable and a little demeaning, but the fact that Shayne was doing it turned me on for some reason…fuck I was turned around. Ezra came in a little after noon, he looked pissed when he came in and I felt myself shrink away inside. “Baby,” Rachel cooed at him, “What’s wrong?” He tossed a gym bag down and scowled, “Fucking found out Lori was cheating on me, fucking cunt.” Wow someone cheated on this guy? Fucking braver person than me. “Oh sweetie,” she said tutting a hand on one of his massive shoulders. Fuck it looked like he was carved out of stone, “You wanna call today off? Get your head on?” “Fuck no!” He said sounding every more pissed than before, “I wanna fuck something and fuck it hard.” He looked over at me, “You ready kid?” I nodded mutely, even though I was not in any way ready. He looked at Rachel, anything special or just normal clothes?” “What you in the mood for?” She asked. “Personal trainer gets fucked,” he answered with a toothy smile. She nodded, “Ok, we can use the gym for that. Why don’t you go change and we’ll set up in there instead.” He nodded and walked out, still looking furious. “Ok s we need to get you into some new clothes and set up.” She gestured for me to follow as she walked out of the room. “Um, is he normally that mad?’ I asked her. “Ez? He always seems mad, it’s just who he is. He was a marine for six years until he got kicked out.” “For what?” I asked, horrified. “I think he hit a commanding officer, put him in the hospital.” Fuck. She saw the look of panic on my face and smiled, “Don’t worry pup, he’s not going to hurt you….much.” She unlocked a door and walked in. “Much?” I asked with a squeak in my voice, “Much?” “Yes much,” she said looking around the room. It was filled with racks of clothes, all different kinds from the looks of it. Well not clothes as so much costumes. I saw a fireman outside, police, have a dozen different military ones…it looked like it was a wardrobe department for a movie. When she saw I was still panicked she sighed and got closer to me, “Sean you have this, why do you think Shayne has been riding your ass so hard this week? He’s been conditioning you to get fucked roughly, and you took him with no problem. I saw the tapes, you got off on it.” I felt my face redden as I realized she had seen all that, but I was also excited as well. “No we need to dress you up in some athletic gear…” she went to one of the racks. She pulled out a crop top sweat shirt and held up to my chest, “Oh yes, get naked.” I began to rip off my clothes as she continued to look. When we got to the gym there were to cameras set up with guys behind them and Ezra was already using the cables to do deep lunges, making his arms and shoulder fucking look huge. He was in one of those skinny, bodybuilder tanks that was just two strips of cloth for the shoulder and a low v neck to show off the top of you pecs. He had one a pair of tight, red marine corps shorts, the tank hung low so I couldn’t tell what I was about to get fucked by. He saw us walk in and nodded, “You wanna get a pump before you get pumped?” I chuckled but he didn’t as much smile. “Um sure,” I said as he stepped aside for me to take a rep. I went tp pull the cables down and they barely moved. Holy fuck what was he putting up? I looked over and saw nearly the entire rack had been clipped, and he was doing those like they were nothing. “Want me to lower it?” He asked, pure disdain in his voice. I shook my head, “I’m good,” took a deep breath and really dug in. I grunted as I slowly lifted the weight, my arms felt like they were on fire as I tried to step forward into a lunge. I struggled with it for about twenty seconds, not going down at all, before my arms started to shake and I was forced to let go. The racks slammed down with a fucking thunderous crash as I almost went to my knees fro exhaustion. “Nice try tiny,” Ezra said slapping my shoulder as he walked over to Rachel. All I could see was two solid rocks of muscle for his ass that flowed down into a air of thighs that looked like they belonged in a comic book. Even this fucking calves were huge, his calves! Jesus Christ this guy was just too much. I stretched my arms, trying to get some feeling back into them as Ezra and Rachel talked. She seemed into him, the way she laughed, her eye contact, everything. I felt a pang of jealousy for a moment, I never noticed she looked at me like that. But she did say I finally got to fuck her if I did good at this, but I still wondered…would she had made Ezra wait? Had she? The thought of them fucking upset me and turned me on at the same time…come on Sean get your shit together! Ezra nodded to Rachel and then came walking back towards me. Rachel walked to the center of the room and got everyone’s attention. “Ok listen up everyone, this is scripted up until the action, once we get there we’re off book so make sure you are keeping the action in frame and be ready to move when they do,” she turned around and looked at me, “Ok Sean, for your first time we’re gonna keep it simple. Ezra here has just come in to hire you as a personal trainer. That was your job before yes?” I nodded. “Excellent! So then just pretend Ezra here is a new client and talk to him just like you would anyone else. Don’t try to act, just talk. And if you think you messed up a line or something just keep going. Don’t stop and don’t look at the cameras. Just act natural and try to relax and you’ll be fine ok?” I nodded again, my fear ramping up. “Ok so we all got it?” The cameramen gave her a thumbs up, Ezra then did the same, she looked at me and I raised my thumb, hoping that was right.” She smiled and nodded, “Ok guys, have fun.” I saw her start to walk out and I called out, “You’re not staying?” She shook her head, I’m going to be at the board watching the camera feeds, don’t worry pup, you got this.” She gave me a wink and left, leaving me in a room full of strangers to get fucked. “So you ready?’ Ezra asked me, literally looking down. He was easily three inches taller. “Um yeah, so how…” “I’m going to walk off camera, and then they are going to say go, I’ll walk in and just pretend I’m a new client.” I nodded, “Ok, got it.” He just turned and walked away without another word. Fuck I was nervous. One of the cameramen said, “And go.” Ezra walked towards me with a thin line of a smile on his face. “You Jake?” He asked. Took me a second to remember that was my name. “Yeah, you my new client?” I asked holding my hand out. He looked down at it, “Yeah, I booked you for a session,” he said gruffly, “Sorry about the time but I like to work out late when no one’s here.” “Sure no problem,” I said not sure where he was going, “So what did you want to work on?” “Back mostly,” he said turning around, “I feel like I’m not getting enough bulk.” He flexed his back and my eyes got wide. It was like a fucking roadmap muscles, just fucking everywhere. This guy was insane! “Back yeah, I can show you some,” I walked over to the cables, “How about we start here.” We walked over to the cable pull, and I lowered the fucking weight so I didn’t literally die on camera from exertion, “Ok, ever do lunge pulls?” He shook his head, “Nope, not one to work out in a gym.” I chuckled, “You sure look like it,” He just stared at me. “Right, ok let me show you,” I moved over and grabbed the cables and went down with one foot out, “You wanna start your rep here and then slowly bring them down to the center of your chest.” I slowly pulled them forward, I could see my arms out of the corner of my eyes and was proud, this week of cramming really did help. I brought them to the middle of my chest and held it, “You wanna hold it here for a second and then slowly, let the cables go back. The key is controlling their speed, you don’t want them to fly back, you want to be in control of them the whole time.” I got back to standing and turned to him “You wanna try?” He shook his head, “Show it to me again, the feet placement fucked me up.” What placement? You fucking put one foot forward and…ok, he’s in charge. I get into position again and repeat the rep, slowly as to make sure he gets the form. “You train girls too?” “Yeah, men and women, whoever wants a session,” I said doing another rep, waiting for him to say he got it. “You ever train a girl named Lisa?” What the fuck? “Um, no, no Lisa I can remember….” I went to go back to standing and he was right behind me, I let the cables go in shock as he put a hand around my throat and pulled me back, “Why you fucking lying?” “I’m not!” I tactically screamed, what the hell was this? “My girl said she’s been fucking some personal trainer here, and I think that’s you.” I almost look at the cameramen in panic but remember what Rachel said, this is just part of the thing, so go with it. “No man! I’ve never talked to a Lisa.” He spins me around and I am eye level with those fucking pecs, “You such a pussy you can’t man up?” He really looks like he is going to kill me, “Fine, we do this the hard way.” “Wait,” I say as he grabs my shirt with one hand and tears it off like it was paper. “Look at you,” he sneers as I step back, “Fucking pretty boy bitch, spends all his time in a gym, just to look pretty.” I hold my hands up and keep walking backwards, this seems way too real. “See this?” He holds his arms up and flexes, his biceps look like oversized cantaloupes, they are fucking massive, “This is real strength, from working, from actually doing shit.” He lunges and grabs the back of my neck before I can move, “You’re just a fancy cunt with muscles.” He drags me to a weight bench and tossed me down on it. “You fucked my girl, now I’m gonna fuck you.” Oh ok, so this is like a bit, I feel a little better and say. “But I didn’t fuck anyone…” He backhand slaps me, hard. My head snaps to the left and I taste blood in my mouth. “I didn’t say you could talk,” he growls, “Look at me!” My eyes meet his and he peels his tank off like he was Hulk Hogan or something shit. His torso in just…perfect. I mean every line, every muscle, every cut…it’s like someone made a statue of the perfect fucking guy and it came to life and is about to fuck me. “I’m going to show you what a real man is,” My face hurts and I wonder if this is still acting, he really hit me. “You a fag boy?” “No!” I answer, half shocked and half pissing myself. He reaches down and grabs my neck again, this time he has his whole hand around it. He squeezes and I feel my air get cur off, “I think you are, I think you’re some fag boy who has to fuck real men’s girls behind their back. I think you’re just a bitch waiting to be fucked…” My eyes are watering and I am clawing at his hand, holy shit this is real. “So I am going to fuck you,” he tosses me aside and I go flying off the weight bench to the floor. I am coughing, trying to catch my breath as he stares down at me, waiting. “What the fuck?’ I asked, knowing this wasn’t part of the plan. “Get over here,” he orders, his finger pointing right in front of him. “I don’t want to do this anymore…” I say, more to the cameramen than to him. He reaches out, grabs my hair and drags me to his feet, “I said get over here.” “Fuck!” I scream as he yells go, “What the..” He holds up a hand and I stop talking instantly. “You think you’re a man cause you have those fake ass muscles and girls look at you and smile. You ain’t no man….” He pulls his shorts down and steps out of them and waits. I look up at a soft cock that hangs over six inches long. Fucking soft this thing is bigger than most average dicks. Even sleeping I can tell it’s thick, it hangs down over a set of massive balls. I just stared stunned, people say I have a big cock but this…Jesus fuck. “Yeah take a good look pink, this cock is going to be your lord and savior.” I gulped hard as I saw it begin to twitch. It was like watching a giant snake slowly wake up. The shaft expanded, I saw the head begin to fill with blood, slowly rising towards his rock hard stomach. It was over nine inches and just stared at me angrily. He reached down and started to stroke it, the giant head was red and swollen, and a bead of precum hung at the slit. “This, this is a man’s cock,” he proclaimed and all I could do was nod. “Treat it with respect!” He said grabbing the back of my head and pulling my mouth over that plum sized head. I instantly started to gag as the thing assaulted my mouth. I tried to remember everything Shayne had told me when he made me deep throat him but I was panicked and his thing was so fucking big!! “Yeah choke on that cock you fucking bitch,” he raged, not letting me move my head, “Hiu wanna fuck my girlfriend? Then you get to be my new cunt!” He let go of me and I fell back choking, rubbing my throat I cried out, “Dude I didn’t fuck anyone!” “Keep lying,” he said grabbing my shoulder. He pulled me to my feet like I weighed a buck ten, he tossed me face down on the weight bench. I tried to catch my breath as I felt him rip my shorts, exposing my ass. “Wait!” I cried out, I was actually scared, I didn’t want to do this any more. His hand slapped my cheeks hard and I yelped. “Shut up you fucking pretty boy bitch, this is happening.” I felt his giant hands pull my cheeks apart and I looked back in terror. His face lowered itself down and I felt his tongue force itself inside of me. “Unnnn”, I cried out he forced past my sphincter effortlessly. It felt like a small cock instead of a tongue. I moaned despite my fear because it felt intense. The warmth, the sensations, it made my cock start to come to life as he held my ass in place. My fear was quickly being overcome by lust. I felt my ass backing up on his face despite my reservations. It was like body knew what it wanted instinctively. “Yeah grind that pussy,” he said as he pulled off of my hole, “Fucking muscle cunts love to be played with.” He spit into my hole and I felt a finger shove its way into me. “Fuck!” I cried out and he slapped my ass again. “Shut up you fucking baby, you’re loving this!” I squirmed as he dug into my ass, stretching my hole inch by inch. It fucking hurt but he held me fast with one hand like a was a fucking child. I took a sigh of relief when he removed it and then let out a scream when he shoved three into me. I wanted to ask what happened to two but I couldn’t talk from the pain my ass was sending me. “Fucking shut your mouth,” he growled as he twisted his fingers around, “You muscle bitches are all the same, whine, bitch and moan…but you all end up begging in the end.” He crooked his fingers and pushed down and my entire body jerked. I left out a whimper as he started to push massage my prostate. “Oh god…” I moaned as my ass backed up in its own, “Fuck yeah, fuck…” “Yeah see,” he said in a mocking tone, “All muscle pussies like to be played with. Right girl?” My vision was filled with flashes of light as he kept nudging my fucking button, “Yeah, yeah I love it,” I admitted as I felt my ass slam back on his hand. It was humiliating as fuck but my body didn’t care as I begged him for more. “All you bitches need is a real man to handle you,” he yanked his fingers out and I actually groaned in disappointment. He flipped me on my back, again tossing me around like I weighed nothing. I felt the wind knocked out of me as he grabbed my ankles and spread my legs. I wasn’t ready for this, I tried to close them but they didn’t budge. No matter ho hard I tried they wouldn’t move. I looked up at him in panic and the smile on his face was pure malice. “This will teach you to fuck someone else’s girl.” “I didn’t fuck your…” and he shoved his cock into me. I fucking screamed as his thick ass cock destroyed my hole. He was so much bigger than Shayne it wasn’t funny. I must have blacked out from the pain for a moment because one second I was screaming and the next he had his hand on my throat again. “Shut the fuck up,” he growled as spots began to form in front of my eyes. I was losing consciousness as my brain screamed for air. I felt my body go limp as he let go. I couldn’t even think. All I could do was lie there, trying to breathe again. He fucked me savagely, his monster cock pounding me again and again as I just stared at the ceiling, wondering where I was. All the sounds were muted and I felt my body move with each push. Agonizingly slow I started to come back to my senses, and with that came the fear. This guy did not care if I was here or not. He didn’t care if I was liking it, into it, fuck I don’t even think he cared if I was alive. I struggled to talk when I realized something huge. There was no pain. He had fucked me so hard when I was out that my ass had adjusted to his tool, though how I didn’t know. All I did know was that he was filling my ass so completely that it felt like I was getting fucked for the first time. He had stretched my hole so much that every nerve ending was sinking with pleasure as his horse cock smashed my prostate over and over. I hadn’t even realized I was moaning until he chuckled “Yeah, you have a hungry pussy just like Lisa. Maybe I’ll make you my next girlfriend….what you think punk?’ “Oh fuck me…” I called out, my mind reeling from the sensation. He had my legs completely spread open, like I was a fucking girl getting railed in some guy’s back seat. He loomed over me like a fucking god, I felt tiny compared to him a feeing that was growing with each second. My head flew back as I arched my back, trying to push back against his thrusts. “Asked you a question bitch, you wanna be my girlfriend? You wanna get fucked like this all the time?” “Oh yeah, I’m your girlfriend…please….fuck me…” my mouth called out, shocking me more than ever. I was still scared of this guy and I wasn’t sure what was going on but my body, my body was fucking losing it. My cock was completely hard and I felt myself getting close to cumming and I hadn’t even touched it. “Yeah, that’s my girl…”he said with a leer, “This is getting boring, let’s see how flexible my girl is.” He pulled his cock out and I literally heard myself whimper against my will from the emptiness in me. He took my legs and pulled them over my head, hooking them under the weight bar. My ass was sticking straight up and he climbed on top of the bench, he pointed his cock down. “See, this is much better,” he said as he lowered himself over me, his cock plunging back into my hungry ass. I called out in delight as his cock started to rub whole new areas of my ass. Again he was so big and this position exposed different parts of my ass it was like being fucked for the first time again. I felt my eyes roll back in my head as I held on for dear life. He kept pushing down into me, making me grunt with each repetition, he was slowly bending me in half, only my shoulders were on the weight bench now. I was just riding the bliss that was his cock when something pressed against my mouth. My eyes flew open and I saw my own hard cock hovering over my face. I was so turned on and my dick was so big that it was right there. Tentatively I licked the tip of it, wondering how it would feel. I felt a thrill go through me as I licked the head of my own cock, the feedback loop of pleasure was insane. He kept pounding away at my ass, forcing me down more and more. My tip pressed past my lips and I could mouth the first part of my cock completely. I sucked at my own cock like a baby with a bottle, precum spilling all over my tongue. I was moaning around my own cock from his fucking, he was hitting my prostate now, the entire length of that monster was now only pleasure for me. I couldn’t think straight as more and more of my cock filled my mouth. I don’t think he even knew what he had done but I was licking around my own shaft, marveling at how thick my own dick was for the first time. I felt my balls start to tingle and knew I was close. I tried to move, unfold myself to tell him but I couldn’t move. With my cock in my mouth I couldn’t talk and he was just too strong for me to budge. I struggled, trying to so anything but I was stuck. He had literally overpowered me and I was helpless, just too weak to do anything. I was too weak, I could see it and I began to just unravel. My whole life I had thought I was strong. I had lifted weights, gotten bigger, loved the way that girls looked at me when I wore a tight shirt, the appreciation guys gave me at the gym when I worked out. I had thought I was the biggest, baddest I could be. I didn’t understand when girls said they were afraid to walk home, the thought of someone overpowering me had literally never passed my brain. Not once in my life had I ever felt like I was in danger. But I did now. I wasn’t a man, Ezra was a man, a real man. The cock in my mouth wasn’t a real cock, a real cock was the donkey dick that was owning my jock pussy. Because that is what I was, a jock pussy. A cunt to be fucked, here, pinned to the weight bench, this guy doing whatever he wanted to me, both knowing there wasn’t a thing I could do about it, at that moment I realized I was nothing but another muscle slut. I was almost crying as I realized how stupid I had been. How much time I had wasted in trying to be a man, trying to be strong. Flirting with girls, trying to date, it was all for nothing because in the end this is where I belonged. On my back with a real man fucking the shit out of me. And I loved it. Everything went away and I just accepted it. I had no purpose other than pleasuring real men, I would work out to look good for them, I would keep myself looking fit so that I would remain attractive to them…I was going to live just to be used like this again and again. I finally got what Shayne and Rachel were trying to tell me. I had never been a person, I was now and always had been, a fucking puppy. My mouth flooded with my cum as Ezra pushed me over the edge, his fucking cock making my pussy cry with all the pleasure he could. Cum flooded down my throat, filling my mouth and then out the sides of my mouth. I tried to swallow as much as my load as I could but it was just too much. I was so turned on by revelation that it was more than an orgasm. It was a baptism. Warm cum slid down my face as Ezra continued to fuck me. My ass was raw now, my prostate was screaming with overwhelming pleasure and I felt like I was screaming around my dick. He didn’t care if I came or not, I doubt he even noticed. No a man like Ezra didn’t care when his girl came because she wasn’t there to get off, she was there to service him. He kept punching at my pussy for what felt like hours. Finally his cock slipped free and my legs fell back to the weight bench. I just laid there, my legs numb, my stomach full of cum, as content as I ever have been. I feel like drifting off when I hear Ezra bark, “Hey bitch!” My head pops up instantly and he is sitting at a chest press machine. He jerks his head towards his cock and says, “It isn’t going to fuck itself.” I rush over and I can finally see the cock that broke me. It was well over nine inches long and thick as a beer can, there were fucking veins tracing the side of it, the head was now a deep purple and looked like it could explode at any minute. Without being told I climbed up on his lap, looping my legs around the back of the seat and lower myself onto my man. His cock splits my open and I throw my head back and cry as I feel him enter me in one go. My hands are on the head of the seat so I can easily pull myself up and down on that magnificent piece of flesh. “There ya go,” he says with a wicked smile, “That’s better, you like that cock?” Breathlessly I begin to ramble, “I love this cock, so much…fucking love it….oh god you are so big…” He chuckles as he watches me ride him, “Yeah all your muscle girls get off on it, you all cry at the start but at the end…you’re all the same.” “Fucking cock…so fucking…good….” I just keep going on. “You ever gonna touch my girl again?” I shake my head, “No sir, no…never…” “You know what happens if you do? If I find you anywhere near my shit again?” I shake my head, still pushing and pulling on that fucking dick. He grabs my hips and slams me down, “You never get fucked again.” My mouth is open in a silent scream as he begins to pump up into me, sending that cock halfway up my stomach. I can’t feel my legs he is fucking me so hard, my previously tender ass is once again singing, and my cock is ready for round two. “You want to get fucked again?” “Please sir, please….fuck me….fuck me always…I’ll be good…I promise…please…” I am whining as I hold on as he just fucks me to death. “Yeah such a good muscle cunt…take it…take that cock.” “Oh its so good…so good….please sir…please…” “You wanna cum little girl?” I have lost language as I just nod frantically. I don’t know what he does, if he moves his hips or pushes me a certain way, but just like that he is fucking hitting my joy button and I lose it. He is just watching me scream as he fucks me within an inch of my life. I am calling out to god, Jesus, anyone who can hear. I am begging him to fuck me harder, to make me whole…I am crying from all this cock…fuck I need all this cock. My dick explodes against this fucking legendary body and and I feel my ass clench around his cock. He groans as I feel him push up quicker, there is a tingle in my body as I realize he is about to breed me. He is about to shoot his cum into me, a real man, into my jock pussy…oh god yes…this is what I want…what I need….please…please… Make this jock whore pregnant. I can actually feel this cock expand my walls when he cums. I am surprised I don’t shoot off his dick like a rocket from the force. Almost instantly I can feel cum spilling out my hole, there is so much cum, he is such a stud…my load looks like a joke next to his. He keeps slamming me down on his cumming dick, getting every ounce of pleasure he can out of my pussy, using me for the purpose I was made for. We are covered in sweat, panting as we sit there for a moment, both in orgasmic bliss. He tosses me off his cock and onto the floor. I can feel his cum leaking from my broken hole as he stands before me. He is glistening with sweat, every line of his body exposed like he is a geek statue come to life. His cock hangs over his massive balls, even as it shrinks it is still bigger than mine. “Don’t just lie there you lazy bitch, clean me up.” I see my cum all over that perfect torso along with his own load and jump to my feet. I am light headed as I slowly lick my mess off that prefect body. I can feel his and with my tongue, they feel like rocks as I move over each one, slurping up our load like a cat at a milk bowl. “You like worshipping my body?” “Oh god sir,” the words start to spill out before I can stop them, “I love it so much, you’re so fucking big…so manly…” I am licking between words there is no more cum, I just want to press my tongue up against his body. “Yeah remember this you fucking gym cunt, this is what a real man is. Not you and your three sets of this and 20 reps of that. A real man’s body is made, with work, and blood, and tears. You got that?” I nodded as I licked, moving up to his massive bicep, feeling what a real man’s arm should feel like. I was a girl next to him, worst than a girl. I was just a bitch. I could work very day for the rest of my life and never be this fucking perfect. I would always be a jock poser, wishing a real man like this would fuck me. Out of nowhere grabs my face and says, “You touch my girl again faggot and I’ll kill you.” I am on my top toes straining as he effortlessly holds me in place. I try to nod but there is no way I can move while he holds me. “Open your mouth.” I willingly open it as wide as it gets. He hocks up a huge amount of spit and lets it fly into my mouth as he drops me. I can taste him on my tongue, and I knew better to do anything but swallow it. I watch him walk away, my eyes locked on that perfect body. “Thank you sir…” escapes my my lips as I look over and see the camera men looking down at me, a leer on their face as one of them rubs the front of his pants. I had honestly forgotten we were being filmed. Rachel’s voice comes over a PA system, “And cut, we’re out.” The cameras turned off and the guys began to file out, except the one with the hardon. He walks over to me and offers me a hand. As I get up he leans in and whispers, “I got ten bucks, how about you let me fuck you?” I jerk back from him, shocked. He seems my expression and laughs. “Kid, if you are going to tell me you don’t do that sort of thing, I got two hours of you begging for cock for money on tape.” He shook his head and began to walk away, “Fuck it, sluts like you are never a good fuck anyways. I sat on the bench and put a hand over my face as the entire event set it. He was right, I had been a fucking slut. No, I was a fucking slut. If Ezra walked back in right now and told me to spread my legs, I wouldn’t need any money to do it. Fuck, what was I doing here? And why didn’t I want to leave?

We got out of the shower and he took a huge, white towel and began to dry me off. It was such an intimate gesture I just stood there and marveled at it. He started at my feet and worked his way up my legs, no one had ever done anything like to me before and it was kind of amazing. When he got to my cock he dried it and then took it in his hand. “God you are hung,” he said, kissing the tip gently before going back to drying me. I was half hard by the time he got to my abs and realized how badly I wanted to kiss him. He traced the cuts of my six pack and smiled, “So hot.” I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to standing so I could kiss him. I pushed him back against the counter and attacked his mouth. I swear I'm not gay but a that moment, I couldn't feel more for Shayne if I tried. He kissed me back, his legs wrapping around my waist as his hands curled around my shoulders. He must have kissed for five minutes straight, my cock was hard as a rock and so was Shay's, we had just cum and we were already to go again! He pulled back laughing, “If we keep this up we're never going to get back downstairs.” “I'm ok with that,” I said, leaning in for another kiss. He held a finger up to my lips, “But Rachel won't be.” Shit, I forgot about Rachel. Suddenly I got all self conscious because it felt like I was cheating or something. Keg saw my reaction and pulled me into a hug, “Hey, don't be worried, she is dying to see you.” I nodded but was not sure how this was going to work. I was going to be with both of them? I just didn't get it. We waked back into the bedroom and he opened a closet up that was the size of my fucking old apartment! “Take anything, it will be tight on you but that just shows off dat ass!” he said slapping my cheek. “This is all yours?” I asked walking in. “Yeah, Rachel's is in the other bedroom.” Fuck, there were like fifty pair of sneakers, suits, a whole wall of baseball caps, each one in perfect condition. This was every man's dream closet. I grabbed a loose t shirt and some sweats and pulled them over my quads. He was right, they were tight, but not so much that they were uncomfortable. I showed Shayne and his mouth dropped, “Man I thought you were supposed to jiggle and gray sweat, not fucking bust the seams. I looked down and the outline of my cock was fully visible, you could tell it snaked down to the left and the outline of my head was clear as day. The other side was bugling from my balls, it did look a little lewd. “Shit, I'll change..” I said turning to the closet. “No!” he barked and I froze, “Leave them, you look incredible.” I dropped my hands and he just stared at me, obviously enjoying the view. “I thought we were going downstairs,” I said with a smile. He shook his head, “Sorry, was about to throw you down on that bed and fuck the shit out of you again.” It was so weird hearing a guy say that to me but what was weirder is that it turned me the fuck on. I adjusted my dick as I followed him downstairs. We got down to the living room and there was a ton of food on the table laid out. It was like the biggest, baddest breakfast I had ever seen. Sitting on the couch, arms spread, legs crossed was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had dark red hair that came down over her shoulders, she didn't have any makeup on but she didn't need any. She was busy looking at her phone and the concentration on her face made her look like she could be a complete bitch. But when she saw us she looked up and smiled and any doubt she was the sweetest girl in the word were banished. “My boys!” she said ditching her phone and standing up. You know when some girls look too small? Like they are skinny and you feel like you were going to break them if you squeezed them too hard? Rachel wasn't like that at all. She had a kicking body but she looked more like an athlete than just some pretty girl. She had on a dark blue jacket with a purple corset underneath that made her already big tits looks huge. She held out her hands and hugged Shayne and I felt instantly jealous. Of which one I didn't know. When they were done Rachel looked over and me and opened her arms, “Did you think I forgot you?” I tried not to blush as I stepped forward and hugged her. The feeling of her breasts being pressed up again my pecs was amazing and I wish I had put on baggy pants now. She reached around and grabbed my ass, which made me jump in surprise. She pulled back and said, “Damn boy, you do have some thick cake.” Now I did blush and she laughed, “Oh my god he is adorable.” Shayne nodded, “He really is, I told you so.” She sat back down and nodded, “When you’re right you’re right. How far have you explained?” Shayne sat down across from her and patted the space next to him, “He knows he’s here for us.” I sat down and wondered if I should say anything since I was the topic of conversation. “You are ok with that right Sean?” It took me a second to realize was actually talking to me. “Um, with, I mean..” She cut me off, “Do you want to have sex with me as well as Shayne?” My mouth just hung open in shock, she was so blunt about it. “He does,” Shayne answered for me, “If he likes it with me he will love it with you.” Did he just tell her we had sex? Like out of nowhere? “Sean,” she said leaning forward, “Do you want to have sex with me?” My face had to be beet red in embarrassment but I nodded nonetheless. “Now? Or do you want breakfast first?” She gestured at the table of food. “After?” I asked, not believing I was having this conversation. She gave me a wink and said, “Good choice, you’re gonna need to carb up for what’s next.” She reached down and grabbed a piece of bacon and took a bite, all the while maintaining eye contact with me. I never thought bacon would turn me on so much. Shayne laughed and patted me on the back, “Eat doofus,” I nodded and scooped some eggs onto a plate as Shay grabbed one of his own. These eggs were amazing, no way she made all this. I poured a glass or orange juice and took a huge full. And then started to cough like crazy. “Oh yeah that has vodka in it,” Rachel said grabbing a sausage link. “No shit,” I said, trying to breathe again. They both laughed and I took a smaller sip and went back to eating. “So what’s the news?” Shayne asked Rachel. “All good,” she said grabbing another piece of bacon, “That’s what I was checking when you guys came down, up 60 percent in less than 12 hours.” Whatever that meant Shayne was impressed, “No shit? That’s a record.” She nodded, “Yep, better than Ezra.” Man I wish I knew what they were talking about. “That’s incredible,” Shayne said taking a huge bite of eggs, “So then this will be insane.” Rachel nodded and poured herself a glass of vodka orange juice, “Here’s hoping,” she raised her glass to me, “To new experiences.” I grabbed mine and clinked with hers, “Um, yeah.” She downed hers in one gulp so I did the same. I finished my plate while they kept talking about whatever it was. Shayne finished his plate as I was taking my last bite. “More?” Rachel asked me. “I’m good,” I said, not wanting to seem like a pig. She patted the space next to her, “Come.” I jumped up and moved around the table and sat down. God she was hot. “Good boy,” she said playing with my hair. Why was she talking to me like this? “So, has Shayne explained why you’re here?” “Um, kinda.” “Shayne and me have a great sex life,” I felt a blush coming on from her being so blunt.“But we have different needs. Shay is just growing into his bisexuality and I, I like to be in control.” I nodded, so far I understood. “Shayne said that he missed you and I found him jerking off to your IG stories a few times and I saw how much you meant to him.” Shayne jerked off to me? “I watched your videos too and I realized something important.” “What’s that?” I asked. “That you aren’t great with decisions.” God was I that obvious of a loser? I must have made a face cause she put a hand up to my cheek, “Oh no sweetie, that’s not a slight, it’s just the truth.” She smelled incredible. “Even without the pandemic you would have gone nowhere with your life. Personal trainer is a job people do while doing something else and you just don’t have the ego to be an influencer.” I felt like shit, because everything she was saying was true. “So I decided to kill two birds with one stone. Shayne gets to be with you, and I get a puppy.” There it was again, “What’s that mean?” She smiled and slipped her jacket off, “It’s simple, you live here, free of charge. We take care of you, pay your bills, make sure you’re happy, just like a puppy. And in return, we train you to how to service us.” “I’m a slave?” She chuckled and shook her head, “No silly, you’re a puppy. We will never ask you to do anything you don’t want to but we do expect you to follow commands.” She reached up and undid the first button in her corset. “Like if I tell you to come, you come. If I tell you to sit, you sit,” another button, “And if I tell you to fuck me,” another button and her breasts were exposed, “You fuck me.” I swallowed hard, not able to look away from her tits. “Aren’t you tired of having to make all these choices? Don’t you just want to be taken care of?” I was hypnotized by her tits but I was still paying attention to what she was saying and she was right. I was exhausted. All through high school I had been told what to do and where to go and I loved it. My parents, the teachers, my coach, even Shayne made sure my head was screwed on tight. Since I graduated I had been lost, just wandering aimlessly, waiting for something to make sense. I thought being an adult would be easier than this. The idea of just being taken care of, of not having to choose…god I did want this but I didn’t know if I could handle being…I don’t know, under someone? I nodded, “It sounds nice but….” She smiled and grabbed the end of the chain Shayne had given me. She pulled me down, my face pressed into those tits. My mouth opened and I moaned as I licked around her nipple. I had always dreamed of this, of having her. Of course I didn’t dream it with Shayne sitting across watching me. Normally it would have freaked me out but honestly, knowing I was being watched kind of turned me on. I went from one to another, I felt like I was a kid let loose in a candy store. I felt them up as I licked them, my cock throbbing in my sweats. I pulled open the last of the buttons and she laughed and pushed me back. “Heel,” she said with a smile, and I stopped. She looked over to Shayne, “I think he likes me.” Shayne nodded, “Told ya.” “So what do you say?” She asked handing me another glass of orange juice. I gulped it down because I was close to freaking out. “It sounds great,” I admitted, “But being a dog…” “See, when you say it that way you make it sound like a bad thing. You’re not going to be eating dog food or sleeping on the floor. Being a puppy just means you are here for us to love on you.” She moved closer to me, “I like telling people what to do and when to it. Like, if I say I want you to fuck me now, is that a bad thing?” I shook my head, She nodded and stood up, “Well let me see how well he fucks for myself.” She walked towards the stairs and paused. She looked at me and patted her leg, “Come boy, let’s go upstairs.” I was off the couch in an instant. She took my chain and led me up the stairs to the bedroom. I could hear Shayne following behind. She tossed her top across the room and turned around to face me. “Stay.” I stopped in place, the urge to touch my dick was overwhelming. She undid her pants and they slipped down, revealing a pair of red, lace panties that didn’t so much cover anything as highlight the small strip of hair that has become the most important piece of real estate in the world to me. “Shayne, you want to get your dog ready?” I felt Shayne reach around me and grab the edge of my shirt, “Raise your arms.” I raised them as he slid it over my head. Rachel was examining my chest and abs, I was flexing both trying to impress. His hands grabbed either side of the sweats and he pulled them down, normally I would be embarrassed by the fact my cock slapped upwards, slapping the bottom part of my six pack with a thud. “Puppy has a bone!” she exclaimed lustfully. She walked over to me and trailed a finger down the valley if my pecs, “My god Shayne, he is even better looking in person.” She traced the ridges of my abs, oblivious to my hard cock, just leaking inches away. “Turn around,” she ordered. I turned and I felt her hands on my cheeks. “Excuse my French but fuck me, I should have used these to eat my breakfast off of.” She slapped one and remarked, “Look at them jiggle, it’s hypnotizing.” Shayne saw my embarrassment and he leaned forward and kissed me, “She’s right, you’re beautiful.” I kissed him back, feeling as loved as I ever had. Rachel was completely forgotten as Shayne kissed me, until I heard her behind me. “Here boy,” I turned around and she was laying naked on the bed, pillows behind them, her legs spread wide. “Up,” she said smiling. I glanced back at Shayne and he nodded. I turned around and climbed up on the bed. I crawled towards her and she held a hand out, “Stay.” I stopped moving. “Beg.” The sight of her cunt, just inches away broke whatever embarrassment I was feeling because I opened my mouth and said, “Please Rachel, please let me fuck you.” “Puppy wants to play?” “Puppy wants to play, please Rachel, let your puppy fuck you.” “Who’s a good puppy?” I just didn’t care any more. “I’m a good puppy, I’m your good puppy. Please Rachel, let me be your puppy.” She smiled and nodded, I scrambled towards her and she grabbed the top of my head and pushed me down. You did not have to tell me twice. I put my hands on her thighs and spread them wide as I lowered myself down and licked the front of her lips lightly. Moving around her lips I slowly kissed and tongued the area, teasing her before I moved in. She pushed down on my head hard, “I’m not fragile.” Taking the hint I took her lips in my mouth and sucked them in, mouthing her hard with my tongue swirling around her entrance. She gasped as I kept working her pussy, I tasted her juices and I knew she was getting wet. Without warning I plunged my tongue between her lips and entered heaven. The tang, the smell, it was everything I dreamed of and more. She squirmed as I pushed my tongue deeper and harder, probing her, tasting her, driving her crazy. “Jesus his dick isn’t the only big thing he has,” she moaned as I began to nudge the side of her walls, trying to push every button she had. With her warmth surrounding my tongue I began to let out a low groan that vibrated in my throat. Her hands gripped the sides of my head as she felt her cunt start to vibrate. I traced the edges of her lips and then worked out up her thigh, nibbling as I went, not hard enough to mark but hard enough to make it felt. I then trailed back down, plunging past her wet lips to start all over again. “Fuck,” she gasped as I felt the swollen nub of her under my tongue, I licked around it, causing her to shake as I worked. She gyrated under me and I was losing my fucking mind. I reached under her knees and pushed her ass up. The angle of her entrance moved and I had a straight shot at her joy button. I’m sure there is a technical name for it but all I knew it as was the spot that made girls melt. I was proud of my oral skills, they were as far as I had ever gotten with a girl, never finding one that was willing to let me stick my cock in them had made me find other ways of pleasing them. I knew it was big but it seems that wasn’t a good thing to them. So if I wanted to do anything I had to use my mouth. She squealed as I toungefucked her for all my might. She was screaming in ecstasy, her fists beating the pillow as her legs dangled off my shoulders. Her legs were twitching as I worshipped her wet cunt, giving my thanks, my joy and my lust on the alter of her pussy. Her juices flowed and I had never tasted anything so perfect in my life. Her hands were back on my head, her fingers intwined in my hair, pulling it as she bucked back against my face. “Sean…Sean….” she panted as I felt the muscles around my tongue start to twitch. There was a thought to stop, so I could actually fuck her, stick my dick into this wet hole and finally lose my virginity. But as she whimpered under my mouth I realized as much as I wanted to feel that, I wanted to make her cum more. I wanted to know how good I could make her feel. How good her puppy could be in bed. She bucked her hips again and again, I held on for dear life as I ravaged her cunt with no mercy. Her legs wrapped around my head as she pulled me in. If I could get my mouth all the way into her I would have nibbled on her clit for hours. But all I could do was stab it, nudge it, encircle it with my tongue, show it all the love I could. I heard a series of muffled fucks as her hips bucked up so hard she almost broke my nose. But I didn’t care, all I wanted was to feel her cum. Her cunt walls flexed once, twice and then it was flooded with a wetness that I lapped up like a hungry dog. She shook and twitched and finally she pushed my head out of her legs, she was covered in sweat as she looked down at me. “No more, bad dog.” I backed up, giving her a sad look with biggest eyes I could muster. She laughed and opened her arms, “Come here boy” I moved into them and on top of her as she kissed me hard, tasting her own juices from my tongue. She was a very intense kisser, aggressive, forceful, obviously the one in charge. She broke the kiss and held me, “Good puppy, such a good puppy.” She stroked my hair and I was just in puppy heaven. “You are so good…” I was about to thank her when I felt my ass cheeks pulled apart and Shayne’s tongue thrust into me. “Fuck…” I exclaimed as I lowered my head to her breasts. “That’s a good puppy, let your daddy have a turn now.” I nodded with my eyes closed as I felt Shayne begin to eat me out. “Fuck,” I grunted, feeling his tongue dig up into me. Rachel held my head as I was slowly driven mad bu Shay. “See? Good puppies get played with,” she said, my resistance to the entire thing fading with each stab into my ass. He had both hands on either cheek, prying open muscular buns so he could access my fucking jock hole. It was insane how good it felt, Rachel tipped my head up so she could kiss me and this was everything I never knew I wanted. I was actually making out with the girl I had listed after since forever, my best friend was prepping me to get fucked again, I had no bills, a house to live in and people who loved me. I hate to say it, but I think I wanted to be their puppy. I felt my hips back up instinctively as Shayne bug deeper into my ass. I m not sure how I had gotten this far in life without knowing what a tongue up your ass feels like. There were so many emotions swimming around in my head I couldn’t keep track of them all. I was happy, freaked out, horny, scared, but above all else I felt loved, which seemed to drown out all the others ones. Rachel lifted my face up so Ic old look her in the eyes, “You like that?” All I could do was nod with a dopey grin on my face as Shayne spread my cheeks even farther with his hands. I let out a muffled fuck as he practically lifted my rear up from trying to get deeper in me. Finally he pulled off and I heard him sigh, “Fuck Sean, your ass is just…” “Don’t tell him honey,” Rachel sad, “Show him.” I am not sure how her grin was sexy, evil and welcoming at the same time. Something cold hot my hole and I jumped a little. “Just lube,” Shayne said in a calming voice, “I’s never hurt you.” God when he said things like that.. I felt his thick head press against my hole and I felt it twitch in anticipation, I really did want this. I felt him push into my and I groaned loudly as my head fell to Rachel’s chest. It burned and felt incredible at the same time. There was a fullness when he was in me that just drove me nuts. As he forced my ass open and pressed my walls apart I just started to whimper, his shaft driving me insane. I felt his pubes push up against my ass and I knew I’d once again taken all of him in me again. Thankfully he just waited, letting me get adjusted before going to town on me. Rachel stroked my hair, “You’re so good at this,” she cooed, “Such a good puppy.” Again, her praise turned me on and I found myself objecting to being called a puppy less and less. She was smiling, waiting for me to show her how good a pup I could be. I brought my hands down and pushed myself up onto my knees, never breaking eye contact. “You ready?” Shayne asked, slapping the side of my ass. I nodded and Rachel smiled. The sensation of Shay’s cock sliding out of my ass made me groan, the pleasure/pain completely off the charts. He got about ¾ out and then slammed it back in. I grunted as I pushed back against him, there was that flash of light and a feeling of perfection when he bottomed out in me. I felt my cock drip precum under me. “Oh he liked that,” Rachel teased. He slid out and then hammered me hard, another flash of light and I felt my soul react to his cock. Not waiting for him moved forward, pulling his cock out of me by myself, once I felt he was out enough I slammed back into it, a low whimper escalated my lips as I felt the rectilinear again. I sped up, pulling and pushing myself on the cock by myself. I closed my eyes as I kept slamming myself onto his dick, each time my cock getting more abs more excited. The sound of my ass slapping against Shay’s flesh were like tiny gunshots in the room, I think Rachel said something but I couldn’t understand her. I was drunk on fucking myself on that cock. This had started with me being lonely and stuck at home, but now, now as I felt that cock rub me in places I didn’t know I realized I honestly didn’t care any more. I wasn’t doing this for Shay or Rachel. I was doing this for myself. I cried out as stated to go nuts turning back again and again. There was a part of me that was shocked by the sheer abandonment I was feeling but the greater part knew that even if Shayne kicked me out tomorrow, I’d have to find another cock to fill me up. This was who I was now, and maybe I’d always been. I wanted to be fucked, relentlessly, like a fucking dog. On all fours, begging to be breed, not happy unless I had a thick cock in me. Shay’s hands gripped my waist, at this point holding on for dear life. Before where I was bracing myself against his assault, he was holding on to my thick ass as I fucked myself on him. I could see Rachel watching, fingering herself as I debased myself on her boyfriends dick, even that shame turned me on more. Fuck I wanted this!! “Jesus Sean I’m close…” he cried out behind me. “Just fuck me Shay! Fuck me harder!!” I felt him push forward as I slammed back and that flash of light became an explosion in me, I literally cried out as I felt that space inside me screaming in delight. “Take that cock boy!” Shayne yelled as he grabbed the back of my hair and pulled, “Whose ass is this! Who’s fucking jock cunt is this?” I was delirious, I had no ego, no self worth. In this moment I existed just to serve this cock. It was my entire world, my everything. I just screamed, “Yours Shayne! It’s all yours!!” “Gonna fucking cum, you ready for my babies Sean?” My cock was on fire as I felt my body seat to unravel, “Breed me Shayne, please shoot in me…” I could feel his cock expand and a warm was full my hole/ The thought of Shayne flooding my ass with cum throw me over the edge and my cock started to spurt untouched, waves of cum coating my abs, I was beyond words as my entire body shook from orgasm, only sounds escaped my throat, I was no longer capable of forming words. “Fucking shit!” Rachel screamed as her legs began to shake as she came from watching me be bred. Shayne collapsed on my back, pushing me down onto the bed, my face resting on Rachel’s firm stomach. We were all covered in sweat and panting like had all ran a marathon. Caught between their bodies, I felt warm and content. My ass full of cum, my mouth still tasting of her cunt, I felt like I was exactly where I needed to be.

I woke up warm and protected. It took a second to realize that Shayne was behind me, cradling me as he slept. I know I should have been freaked because it was a guy but honestly, it was one of the best feelings of my life. I had been at wits end in my tiny apartment, alone, trying to get through this fucking quarantine. I was starving for physical touch and the fact it was Shayne...I snuggled back into him and just laid there soaking it in. So did this mean I was gay now? I mean, I don't feel gay. I still liked women, I mean, yeah, women were still hot. But I just got fucked by Shayne and even though I don't want to, I have to admit I loved it. Fuck life used to be a lot simpler. Shit! What about Rachel? If she finds out what happened she'll get pissed and....fuck this is bad, real bad. I turned over and nudged Shay. He slowly came awake and smiled at me, “Morning.” “Dude, you have to get up!” I said frantically. “Why?” “What if Rachel comes home and finds us?” He laughed, “Dude, that's what you're worried about?” “I'm serious! Come on...wake up!!” He sighed and sat up, “Ok one, chill. It's too fucking early for you to be this wound up. Two,” he grabbed the length of chain and pulled on it, making me get closer to him, “Do not ever tell me what to do. Got it?” The tone of his voice, the jerking of the chain. It was so fucking sudden all I could do was nod. He let go of the chain and I was able to back up, “And three, she knows.” It took me a few seconds to get his words, “She knows? How?” He laughed, “Dude, it was her idea to get you to come out here.” “Yeah but she didn't know we were gonna...you know...” “Fuck? Sure she did. Again, it was her idea to get you to come out here.” I was so confused. “Look man, there is a lot I need to explain to you. I just wanted a night for the two of us alone, so you could adjust to some of it. But there are things you need to understand.” “Like?” “Like Rachel and I share everything. No secrets, nothing. We both are bisexual and we both like having sex. A lot. It was her idea to bring you out here because she knew how much you meant to me and she watched your videos and thought you were fucking hot.” Hot? Me? Fucking Rachel thought that? I had lusted after her since the day Shay and her got together, and she thought I was hot? “I knew you'd be ok getting it on with her, but I needed to know you were into with me as well. And I guess we know that answer.” I felt my face warm from embarrassment. “So you get it? You're here for both of us, equally.” I nodded, “Good, that's one part down.” “One part?” He nodded, “Come on, let's get a shower.” We got up and I followed him into this huge bathroom. I mean it looked like it was out of a fucking movie set. There was a huge glass walled shower that easily could have fit five people and still had space. He pushed some buttons on the wall and the water started running. “Dude, how can you afford a place like this?” He looked back at me and smiled, “All in good time, come on.” He held his hand out and I took it, and he led me inside the shower. The water was just hot enough and the water pressure was insane. I closed my eyes and relished the feeling, my shower back home barely got warm and the water felt like it came from a garden hose. “Feels good right?” Shay whispered from behind me. I nodded and felt his hands on my shoulder. He began to knead them and I let out a moan as I felt the tension in my body start to fade. I put out my hands and propped myself up against the wall as Shayne went to work on my back. His hands were rough and hard, forcing themselves over my muscles, working between them, it hurt like a motherfucker but felt so good. I hadn't gotten a massage since high school and that was with a physical therapist. This was different, Shay's touch was was intimate, he lingered in spots, not just working my muscles but making me feel good. “Jesus this fucking dump trump,” Shayne said when he got to my ass, “I swear your fucking ass is perfect.” He began to knead the thick muscles of my glutes and I felt myself push back instinctively, realizing I liked his touch. “Fucking so smooth,” he said, “So firm,” his fingers were all over my cheeks, “So tempting...” I felt him spread my cheeks and expose my hole, I closed my eyes as I felt his face dive between them and his tongue force it's way into me. I let out a low moan as I felt his tongue fill my ass up, Jesus it was so fucking good... He pulled back, “Spread your cheeks apart,” he said. I pressed my face against the wall and reached back to spread my cheeks as open as they could get. “Good puppy,” he said before he went back to eating my out. His tongue entered me again and I whimpered as I felt it go even deeper this time. I was on my tiptoes, shaking with lust as he forced my hole open, making me want more and more... My head was up against the wall as I glanced over and caught myself in the reflection of the glass. The water was cascading down over me, highlighting every single cut of muscle, every piece of definition I had in perfect detail. I could see the sharp cut of my abs, the tip of my raging cock as it stuck up, nearly to my belly button. It was throbbing and I hadn't even touched it yet. If there was any doubt I was into this it was removed by seeing how my dick responded. My triceps flared as I kept my ass as open as possible for Shay to anally rape me with that fucking tongue of his. My calves were huge as I strained my legs, trying to push back further on his face. “Fuck Shay...” I whined as I felt my ass walls relax, “Please...” “Please what pup?” he asked, pausing for a moment. “P-please...” “Say it,” he said, his finger tracing around my hole. “You know...” “Say it,” he snapped as he jammed the finger up into me, reminding me how empty my ass felt. “Please fuck me,” I heard myself say, not believing the words were coming out of my mouth. “And who are you?” I paused, not sure what he meant. “Only good puppies get fucked...” he teased, his finger sliding over my prostate, making my cock twitch. This was so demeaning, I didn't want to say it but his finger was pushing buttons in me I didn't know I had. He kept pushing it, harder and harder and finally I snapped. “I'm a good puppy...I'm a good puppy! Please Shay...fuck your puppy, please fuck your puppy....” I heard him chuckle as his finger slipped out of me, I tried to ignore the way my ass followed it, wanting to keep it in me as long as possible, but I couldn't. I wanted this...so badly. He lined his cock up with my ass and pressed the head against it. I held my breath as I felt his head push against my tiny hole. I waited but he didn't move forward, I felt anxious and then hungry... “Come on puppy...work for it.” He grabbed the length of chain around my neck and pulled it gently back. Not as an order, but more of a suggestion. I relaxed my ass and slowly pushed back, willingly impaling myself on Shay's thick cock. I felt the ring of muscle burn as the head of his dick pried open my hungry, little jock hole. I gasped as I felt it fully enter me, pushing the walls of my ass open wider. His hands touched the sides of my waist, “Good puppy...so good...” His praise made me weak inside as I realized I liked giving him pleasure. I bore down and kept pushing feeling his shaft slide into me inch by fucking inch. It hurt like a motherfucker but at the same time, it felt incredible. It was filling me up, making me..whole? I don't know. What I did know was that I had Shay's cock halfway up my ass and wasn't stopping until I had the whole thing. “You feel me?” he said into my ear, “You feel me fucking you?” I nodded as I kept pushing. “So good,” he said, pulling my neck back with the chain so he could nibble on it, “Such a fucking hot puppy. Aren't you?” I was so focused on taking his cock I just started to babble, “I'm a good puppy, I'm your good puppy...fuck...ung...puppy, good puppy...” I felt his pubes hit my ass and I stopped, feeling the abused walls of my ass flutter and spasm around his thickness. His cock felt huge in me but it also felt like it belonged. I was too horny to even care what that meant, all I knew was that I wanted to make Shay feel good...that was my job now. He slowly slid out of me and I gasped as I felt his head grid over my prostate, my entire soul reacted to it and I could see my cock twitch in the reflection. He stopped and then pushed into me with the same deliberate slowness. It felt like my heart skipped a beat as he bottomed out into me again. “Good...good...” he said, praising my lack of complaint. “You ready for more?” I nodded and I heard him chuckle, “Such a good puppy...” He pulled half of his cock out of me and my mouth opened I shock as I felt my ass react to the emptiness I felt. He pushed in hard and I exhaled as he pushed me against the wall. He pulled out again and then slammed into me even harder. I felt the chain tug and he pulled me back, “You're a man not a hole, brace yourself.” I put my hands against the wall and pushed myself back. He held my hips steady, “Ready?” I nodded and he pulled out of me, his cock making me moan out loud. I felt him start to push forward and I braced myself and pushed back onto him. “Fuck!” I cried out, seeing spots in front of my eyes as his cock dug deep into me. “There we go,” he said pulling out again and waiting half a second before forcing his way into me again. I pushed back once more and felt my entire fucking body shake as his cock rearranged my guts. With even less notice he puled out and trust forward again. I pushed back and the sound of our flesh hitting sounded like a fist fight. He didn't stop this time and I realized neither had I. I was hungry for his cock, pushing hack harder and harder, wanting, needing as much of it in me as I could force. Every time he bottomed out in me my cock jumped, it felt like a tiny orgasm every time and with each thrust it grew larger and larger. Though I was dizzy with lust I knew on some level, if he kept fucking me like this I was going to cum. I put my head down and really bore down, increasing the pace, Shay's fucks getting more and more aggressive. “Oh puppy likes that?” he teased, “Right Sean? You like that cock?” “Fuck yea...” I grunted, not halting my pace, “Harder Shay...fuck me harder...” He chuckled and he gave up any pretense at this being that we were two human beings having sex. We were animals and we were fucking. There were no words as he tore my jock hole apart with his cock, no questions if it hurt or too much. I belonged to Shayne and he was going to breed me until he was done. My entire focus became his cock, the way it stung my ass as it entered, the way it crushed my spot every time. My eyes were closed as I just slammed back into him harder and harder, my cock twitch and leaking like crazy...my balls began to tingle. “Close...” I gasped, looking down at my towering cock in disbelief. Shayne bent his knees and started thrusting up into me and I squealed like a pig. His cockhead began to ram right into my spot and I lost control. “Fuck..Shay...” I screamed as he knocked me up a couple of inches with his cock, my own dick throbbing in response. “Come on pup....cum for me...cum for your master...” I couldn't control myself anymore, I was simply holding on for dear life as he fucked the life out me. My cock was twitching in time to his thrusts and I felt my balls contract and I stopped breathing as my shaft pulsed once and then stopped... And then a shot of cum came flying out, completely hands free. I watched as my cock fired shot after shot of cum on it's own, my dick just bouncing up and down from Shayne's thrusts. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, my mind was ablaze with lust as I pressed my cheek to the wall and just let Shayne fuck the rest of the cum out of me. “Gonna cum...” he growled, pulling the chain so my head came back, “You want me to breed you? Huh pup? Want me to get you pregnant?” I was delirious from my orgasm so just nodded and said, “Breed me Shay...fucking breed me...” He grunted and I felt his cock throb in my ass as he shot up into me. I moaned in response as I felt him fill my guts up with his cum. There was something so fucking hot about taking his load...my mind was warm and content as I realized...I wanted to feel like this all the time. I felt Shayne lean against my back, the water falling down over both of us, his cock still twitching in my ass. He turned my face towards his and said, “Welcome home.” I leaned in and kissed him, never feeling as happy as I did right then.

Chapter One My alarm goes off and my first thought was why bother? My second thought was that fucking thing was not going to shut up so I reached over and turned it off, and then laid back down. I stared up at the stucco ceiling of my one room apartment and went over the list of things I had to do today. Nothing. The sigh that escapes me is as much a habit as it is an expression of my apathy. I've woken up like this for months now and it isn't getting any easier. This whole COVID thing started out as annoying, moved to excruciating and is now literally the worst thing in the world. I had graduated high school last year, just gotten a job at a local gym as a trainer, was ready to make a new fucking life and then the world ended. For the millionth time since he left I wished Shayne was still here. My phone pinged and a smile crossed my face. I reached over and saw the text. SHAYNE: YOU UP TO GET YOUR ASS KICKED AT COD OR YOU TOO BUSY STROKING IT? I sent him three zucchini emojis and I got a LOL in return. SEAN: LOGGING ON NOW I got up and ran to the bathroom to take a quick piss. My fucking dick was hard, like usual, and it was going to take some doing to aim it at the toilet. I don't like to brag but when god was passing out dicks I think I got the wrong one because mine was not the dick of an aspiring Instagram model who wanted to be a fitness model, it was a dick of a fucking porn star. I know, poor me but trust me, this dick is completely wasted on me. Not only did I not have the greatest self esteem, I was incapable of speaking to a girl for more than two minutes before I just ended up stuttering like a fool. So where most guys would have killed for a dick like this, all it did was make my morning piss that much harder. Once I was done I paused and looked at myself in the mirror. I had been a skinny kid growing up so every time I saw myself all I saw was that scrawny kid that lived on the wrong side of the tracks. Consciously I knew I didn't look like that any more, Shayne had taught me to eat right and then to lift and I had made gains since then but... My phone beeped again and I looked over at it. SHAYNE: STOP. STROKING. YOUR. DICK. I laughed and made my way out to the living room. I slipped my headset on and booted up my Xbox. I had to hit my TV a couple of times to get the picture right but after a bit I had the game booted up. Shayne's voice came through the headphones, “Jesus Christ, you do know your aim is shitty enough right? You keep beating your meat and you won't hit anything.” “My aim is fine, not my fault you've never seen a real dick before.” “Oh! Shots fired!!” he laughed as I logged in. As we waited for the lobby to fill Shayne began his daily routine, “So make a video yet?” “No,” I sighed, knowing this was coming. “Dude, how are you going to keep your metrics up if...” “You literally woke me up, what was I supposed to do? Film myself taking a piss?” He chuckled, “Would have gotten more likes than your last video.” He wasn't wrong. See, Shayne had gotten me into working out in high school, and now he had gotten me into trying my luck on IG as well. He had a strong following of people and had told me I could make as much if not more than he was easy. It had been almost a year and I had a decent number of fans but wasn't making any bank at all. Every day he made sure I made a video about something, anything. It was easy when the gym was open and I was doing shit. Making videos of me working out was easy and it got me a lot of nice comments but now, what the fuck was I supposed to do? Film me eating a bowl of cereal in my roach trap apartment? “I'll make one when we're done,” I assured him. “You're looking cut man, you losing bulk?” Fuck. I was losing bulk because I didn't have enough money for actual food. I was getting by on ramen and fucking water. If I wanted protein I might as well eat my own spooge when I jerked off cause I couldn't afford actual meat. I didn't want to tell him that because the last thing in the world I wanted was Shayne thinking I was a fuckup. Well more of a fuckup that usual. “Yeah I'm trying something new, trying to get that lean look,” I lied. “Looks more like you're starving yourself.” I said nothing. “So any word on when the gym is gonna open back up.” “Not since yesterday no.” Now he stopped talking. “So how's Rachel?” I asked, trying to change the subject. Rachel was hi smoking hot girlfriend that I had lusted over since he first introduced us. She was so super cool and hot and... And she was my best friend's girl. “She's fine,” he said curtly. I had no idea how to lighten the mood but thank god the lobby filled and the game started, We went at it and for a moment all of my troubles were gone. I loved playing with Shayne on my team, it was like we could read each other's mind sometimes. More like he could read my mind cause I usually had no idea what was going through his. He had been a couple of years ahead of me in school and when I joined the wrestling team he was tasked with mentoring me. At first he seemed like he wasn't all that interested in the task and after the first week I was just going to quit the team since I was nowhere bog enough to compete. It was after practice and I was getting ready to shower when I walked over to Shayne to tell him. He was sitting on the bench, taking his singlet off when he nodded at me, “What you need?” “I just wanted to tell you...” I never finished as one of the other guys ran by and grabbed my towel, leaving me buck naked in front of everyone. Shayne looked down at my junk and his eyes got wide before I covered myself up with my hands, “Motherfucker...” I muttered. He handed me his towel, “Here man.” I thanked him and wrapped it around my waist, he was watching me the whole time. “Anyways...” I began to say. “You need to bulk up more,” he said cutting me off, “What are you doing this weekend?” I paused, “Um, nothing.” “Cool, come by my house Saturday, I have some weights in the garage and we can start putting some meat on you.” “Really?” I asked, shocked that he would even offer. He smiled, “Yeah man, let's see if we can get the rest of your body to catch up to your dick.” I blushed, which made him laugh even more, “Let's go shower and I'll we'll talk later.” He dropped the singlet and stood in front of me naked. He was built, super toned and honestly just a good looking guy. I mean I wasn't into guys but if I was...well you know. After that we became work out buddies and then real friends. He knew my parents were trash and let me crash over at his place most weekends, so much that his mom started to just assume I would be sleeping over every weekend. Shayne was the older brother I never had but always wanted and I...I have no idea what I was to him but whatever it was he guided me and protected me like I was his brother too. So telling him I was broke, starving and had no job prospects was not something I wanted to share. We tore the game up and heard more than a few guys cuss at us on the way out. We laughed as we were dumped into our own chat channel. I saw him pause the search for new opponents. “Sean, what's going on?” “What?” I asked, not sure what he was talking about. “Why are you still there?” “Um where?” “Why haven't you moved man? Why are you still in that fucking nowhere town spinning your wheels?” “Where would I go? I'm stuck here.” “You could come here.” “Yeah I wish.” “I mean it. What's keeping you there?” I was stunned, was he serious? “I can't just up and leave,” I said, though I could in fact do just that. “Why not? What's keeping you there? The parents who told you to move out when you were out of school? The job that doesn't exist because the world Is ending? Your non existent girlfriend? Your no friends? I mean it Sean, what's keeping you there?” I know he wasn't trying to be mean but his words hurt deeply. He had summed my life up to the miserable, little, ball of shit in only one sentence. What was I doing here? And where could I go? I felt my eyes start to sting as I began to feel trapped. “Look Rachel and I are worried about you. I think you're depressed as shit and she doesn't think you're eating from your videos and we don't want you to just sit there and die. I have a perfectly good couch here and you can not be a personal trainer here as good as there and I miss you man. I really do.” Tears fell from my eyes now. “Just pack your shit up and leave, I mean it.” “I-I...” I began to say but I was actually crying, “I can't Shayne. My car is shit and I can't afford a plane ticket, I'm stuck here.” “What if I bought you a ticket? If I bought you a ticket here would you move? Would you let us help you?” “I can't ask you to do that...” “You're not asking retard, I'm offering. Come on Sean, let me take care of you, please.” God that sounded good, I wanted that so badly... “What would Rachel say?” I asked him. He chuckled, “I promised her I would get her a puppy for Christmas, this is pretty much the same thing.” That made me laugh through my tears, “I mean I don't want...” “Shut up. Say yes.” “Yes.” He cheered and I felt my blubbering intensify as I realized how much I loved this man. “Seriously, pack up everything you need, sell the rest. I have a PS5, a TV and everything you'll need. Just bring some clothes and that fat ass, I'll take care of everything else.” “You really want me to?” I asked, not believing this. “Sean...please come back to me.” It sounded like he was tearing up too. I told him ok and we sat there and cried for a while, overcome with emotion. The next week Shayne Vinemoed me some money for a cab to the airport and bought me an E-ticket. I had sold everything that I didn't need at a pawn shop and took one last look at my empty ass apartment before slamming the door. Fuck this place. I caught a taxi to the airport and had enough money left over from the ride to grab some food while I waited. The flight wasn't for another hour and half which left me with more than enough time to get bored. I had made a few posts about moving and the few fans I had were super supportive about it. I had told them I would update and since I was stuck waiting for my flight I needed to do was pop a video off, anything that makes me look like an actual person and not just a schmuck living in a rathole of an apartment helps drive views. If I played it off like this was no big deal and just me moving to a better place it would give the impression I wasn't sleeping on a friend's couch. I headed off to the bathroom to make sure my hair and shit was in place. I wet my hair some and checked my teeth when a guy walked in after me. He was an older guy, like maybe 40 or so. Pretty good shape, nice suit, well groomed, all around respectable looking guy. I gave him a nod as he walked over to a stall. I went back to making sure I didn't have any blemish or anything when I heard him say pssttt. I ignored it but he did it again. “Hey kid,” he whispered. I moved closer to the stall, “Yeah?” The door was ajar and I could see him sitting there, stroking his dick, “Wanna earn some money?” I turned around and practically ran out of the bathroom, what the fuck? Who does that? I mean... I wonder how much money. I shook my head, there wasn't enough money in the fucking world. Was there? NO! I completely forgot about he video I was so freaked and just sat at my gate until my flight was called. I was weirded out for sure, I mean I've never seen anything like that before, but why couldn't I shake the image? It was like looking at the sun too long, I closed my eyes and I could see him, sitting there, stroking it... They called my flight and I grabbed my backpack and headed onto the plane. I don't know how he afforded it but Shayne had scored me first class, which meant super big chairs, which I had to admit, was nice. I'd flown a couple of times and found normal seats pinched my ass too much, what can I say? I had more junk in my trunk that most. I walked into the cabin and felt instantly underdressed. When I left I threw on a tank top and a pair of shorts, not exactly classy attire. A couple of people gave me a dirty look but more than a couple gave me a look up and down with a small smile. I told you I was easy on the eyes. Ignoring them I settled in and sighed a breath of relief as my ass hit the seat. Oh yeah, those were first class seats. I closed my eyes and tried to forget the last hour or so when someone sat down next to me. I glanced over and felt my whole body stiffen. It was the guy from the bathroom. He smiled and winked at me as he sat down. Fuckfuckfuck. I tired to move over as far as I could but where the fuck was I gonna go? I wanted to call the lady and ask to switch seats but that would be rude. So I just sat there and tried to will myself invisible. More people walked on and he leaned over, “Ever flown first class?” I shook my head, saying nothing. “Things are pretty expensive, you want me to cover for you?” I shook my head, knowing I had less than ten bucks on me. “Ok, offer stands, just let me know,” and he went back to his side. I looked out the window, trying to will the plane to fly with The Force or some shit, anything just get me to Shayne faster. Once everyone was on the stewardess lady explained it was a six hour flight with no stops and the seatbelts and whatever. After the speech we taxied out and took off, I started counting the seconds down in my head. There was a screen in front of each seat and I clicked it on to see what was playing. Oh fuck, they had the new Spider-man, I could watch Tom Holland kick some ass, for a skinny dude he had some moves. I clicked it on and it started to play, but no sound. I looked around for volume and the stewardess came by, “Do you want to buy some headphones?” I paused, afraid to ask how much they were. “Two sets,” the man said pulling out a black Amex. She nodded and handed over two packets. He handed me one, “Told ya, they charge for everything.” “Thanks,” I mumbled, not sure what to say. “No problem, Charles.” He held his hand out and I shook it automatically, “Sean.” “Pleasure to meet you Sean.” “Thank you sir.” Fuck, that just slipped out, I hate having manners. “Sir? Not a lot of your generation uses that.” “Was raised right I guess,” I plugged the headphones in, hoping that would stop the conversation. He just smiled and started his own movie, leaving me to my movie. I tried to focus on the action but a couple of things were throwing me off. One, it was fucking cold as shit and two, he was rubbing himself. I mean not super obvious, but he had one hand rubbing his dick, which was visible down the length of his slacks. He wasn't looking at me, he was still focused on his screen but I couldn't help but feel he was rubbing one out about me. I tried to ignore it but my eye kept coming back to it, and fuck if it wasn't turning me on slightly. The stewardess came by offering blankets, again for a price. “Cold?” he asked me. God I wanted to say no but I was.... I nodded. “Give us a big one, we can share it.” I wanted to protest but what was I going to do? By my own. If I couldn't afford the headphones the blanket was out of reach. He took it and laid it over both of us, “They keep it cold as shit in here to sell these,” he said in a whisper. I nodded and gave him a weak smile. The blanket did feel good and I settled in, enjoying the warmth. “You have to be freezing,” he said as his hands moved under the covers, rubbing my bare arms and legs to warm me up. I looked around in a panic, wondering if anyone else was watching. But most everyone was either asleep or watching their movie so that was good. “I'm good,” I said, trying not to sound like an asshole. He smiled and nodded, leaning back into his seat. About ten minutes later I felt his hand touch my leg. I almost jumped but when I looked over at him he was still watching his screen like nothing was happening. I was frozen, not sure what to do next. His hand crept over my thigh and moved up to my crotch. He rubbed my dick through my jeans and realized I had already been half hard. He cupped the shaft and then moved up and down the length of it. It was like he was measuring it. God...I should have jerked off before I left for the airport. As much as I hated it, this felt good. He kept this up for a good minute and I could feel my balls churning, fuck he was going to make me cum! He pulled his hand away and I almost groaned. He leaned over and whispered, “Meet me in the right bathroom if you want earn some cash.” Before I could say no he got up and walked away. What the fuck? Damn my dick was throbbing, I really needed to get off and from the way this guy was throwing money around... My thoughts fought with each other for a while and then finally I just said fuck it. I looked around to see if anyone was paying attention and then got up, trying my bet to hide my traitorous dick. I paused in front of the door, took a deep breath and walked in. Well pushed in, I mean I was a big boy and he was a full grown man. He moved around and allowed me in, it was crammed and we were pressed against each other. “God you're fucking sexy,” he growled as he pulled my shirt up, “Fucking shredded,” he licked up my abs and then around one of my nipples. I was thinking this was a mistake when he took my right nipple between his teeth and lightly nibbled on it. I gasped as the pinch seemed to go straight to my cock. I'd heard of people doing this but feeling it for the first time was blowing my mind. He pushed my arms up and I felt him start to lap at my pits, something again I was surprised to find turned me on. I wasn't like those other IG models who shaved everything down to skin. I liked having hair under my arms and on my pubes, so the feeling of him licking through my armpits felt amazing. He went to work on the other one and I just leaned back on the door and enjoyed it. After a through cleaning he sat down on the toilet, “I need to see this for real,” he said unbuckling my belt. “Wait...” I tried to protest but he had my belt undone and my jeans opened fast. “A jock? Hot.” What was I going to say? I hadn't done laundry cause I didn't have the change so I was down to wearing jocks as underwear? He moved the thin material aside and my cock slipped free, sticking out proudly from my pubes. I was one of those guys who liked looking older than 12, so I kept my pubic hair, something he seemed to dig as well. “God damn,” he said taking hold of it and starting to jerk me. I leaned up against the door, my confusion and guilt fading from the sensations my cock was sending me. “And a leaker,” he commented as a big drop of precum beaded up in the tip of my head. He leaned in and licked it off, causing me to hiss in surprise. “You horny?” he asked. I nodded, not sure if I had ever been this horny before in my life. He smiled, “Let me take care of you.” He lowered his mouth over my cock and I let out an audible moan. His tongue was all over my thickness as my knees got weak. He took nearly half of it in one gulp, a feeling that was all brand new to me. I'd never really been with a girl before, before wrestling I was a geek and pretty much ignored or teased by everyone. Once I started working out people started looking at me but I was so fucking shy that I could never even try to talk to them. The closest I had come was a clumsy handjob at a party but I came so quickly that it didn't go anywhere. And now I was getting my first blow job. God I could see how people love these. I put my hands on his head and pressed it down, he responded by moaning around my dick causing even more feelings to shoot through me. My hips started to buck on their own, I may have been a virgin but my dick seemed to know what was up. He choked and pulled away. “Whoa partner,” he said, tears in his eyes, “How many blow jobs you had?” I gave a half smile and a shrug. “This your first? Fuck that's hot. Ok, here's a lesson.” he grabbed my spit soaked dick, “This is a beast, a fucking legend sized cock. You can't just shove people down on it, they will literally choke to death. It's ok to apply pressure and to guide them, but you have to understand, this isn't a normal dickm you can't treat it as such?” I nodded quickly, wanting to get back to the blow job. He chuckled, “Well if its your first time, you should get the deluxe package,” he leaned in and took one of my balls into his mouth. “Jesus fuck...”I groaned and then out a hand over my mouth realizing how loud I had been. He started working my balls and I felt my eyes roll back, fuck I never knew anything could feel like this. He spit them out and went back to my shaft his tongue covering every inch of my tool carefully. “God I wish there was room for you to turn around,” he said between licks. I had no idea what he meant but honestly, I didn't care. He took the whole thing back into his mouth again and grabbed my ass cheeks firmly. I braced my hands on his head as he really started worshiping my dick. I held on for dear life as his tongue drew sounds from me I had only heard in porn. His hands were prying my cheeks apart and part of me freaked but my dick overrode it and just went with whatever. As his head went faster and faster over my dick his finger dug farther and farther in, until he had a finger at my hole. I felt my balls start to tingle as he pressed the tip of his finger into my hole. I let out a small sound as my cock just exploded into his mouth. It felt like an ocean of cum came flooding out of my dick as my ass clenched around his finger again and again. I was doing my level best not to scream out loud as my entire body shook from my orgasm. My mind was a fog of pleasure for a long time after, my toes curling in my sneakers from the feelings. Finally I slid my softening dick out of his mouth and he looked up with cum dripping down his chin. I hadn't even noticed he had been stroking himself off the whole time and I watched as he came, shooting on my thighs and shin. The warmth startled me, I was about to grab some tissue when he pulled his hone out, “Hold on,” he took a pic of my legs covered in his cum and saved it, he stood up, “Ok, let me out first then follow in a couple of minutes.” My first thought was to ask where my money was but I felt ashamed to even think it. He winked at me and moved by, leaving me alone in the small bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and just saw myself staring back at me, my own eyes accusing me. My cock on the other hand, was sleeping as content as it ever had been. I threw some water on my face and then went back to my seat. He paid for my dinner, which was fucking good if I was being honest, and even bought me a couple of ten dollar beers as well. I learned he was in investments and traveled a lot and that he had been looking for someone to hook up with when he was in my city. I tried to explain I was straight and he chuckled. “Son I am married with a son about two years younger than you. This is about gay or straight, it's about having fun.” I must have looked unconvinced so he reached into his jacket and pulled out a money clip. He pulled two hundred dollars bills out and handed them over to me. Then he pulled another one, “Wanna earn another hundred?” I paused, not sure what else he would want me to do for it. “Sell me that jock you're wearing.” What the fuck? I didn't that good a price on the I sold online! “Sure let me go take it off,” I said starting to stand up. He shook his head, “Take it off under the blanket.” Once again I looked around, we were gonna get caught. “Ok,” he said folding the bill back into the clip. “Okokok,” I said quickly, grabbing the waistband of my shorts. I raised my hips and slipped my shorts and jock off in one go. It felt weird being naked in a crowded airplane surrounded by people. I reached down and separated them and slipped my shorts back on. Under the sheet I handed him the jock and he smiled and handed me the other bill. “Give me your number, I'm gonna call so you can save it. If I'm in town and you want to make some money, answer. If not, ignore it.” “I'm moving,” I said out of nowhere. “I travel a lot, trust me.” I shoved the money in my pocket and grabbed my cell, called his number so he could save it. He took a picture of me and then added a name. He turned his phone around and showed me. “Hungboy in Dallas” “I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship.” he aid going back to his movie. Part of me was weirded out I just got blown by a guy but I ignored it, I mean I just made some cash and no one saw. I leaned back and watched the end of my movie in peace. We landed and started to walk off the plane, he let me go first as we walked down the walkway. Once we were at the gate I turned around and held out my hand, “Was a pleasure to meet you.” He smiled and leaned in, “Pleasure was all mine.”

I woke up, not sure where I was. My head was pounding and the sunlight was aggressively bright, and I had no idea who's bed this was. I was naked, which was weird because I would never sleep nude at a stranger's place... My memory came back and I realized I was in Shayne's bed....and we had fucked. My face grew red just from the memory of it as my mind reeled from the implications. Did I really let my bet friend fuck me? What the hell? And worse, did I like it? I shook my head from just the thought of liking it and sat up... And instantly regretted it. My head was pounding and I let out a small cry as I fell back onto the bed. Jesus Christ, did I drink last night? I was just laying there, waiting for the pain to end when Shayne walked in with a huge glass of orange juice. “Try to sit up?” he asked. I nodded sadly. He sat down on the edge of the bed, “Here, you're dehydrated.” I took the glass and gulped down the whole glass in three sips. He must have put some supplements in it cause there was a chalky taste on my tongue after. I handed him back the glass and closed my eyes waiting for the pain to vanish. I heard him get up and then move stuff around the room and then the bed moved as he sat back down. “How's you head?” he asked, rubbing my back. “Better,” I admitted as the pain receded. He kept rubbing small circles on my back and it felt really good, “That's a good pup...I want you feeling good.” “Why do you keep calling me that?” I asked, feeling more and more relaxed. “Because,” he said kissing my shoulder, “You are.” He kept kissing down my back and though it should have freaked me out, it just felt so natural I went with it. “I took you in, am going take care of you,” lower and lower, “Cause you belong to me now...” He spread my cheeks and I felt his tongue press into me, I groaned as I buried my head in the pillow as he penetrated me fully. I arched my back as I pushed back onto him, I had no idea where this was coming from but at this very moment, I didn't care anymore. As he entered me I felt my eyes roll back into my head, I grabbed the back of his head and pushed it further into me, god I wanted more...no, I needed more. His tongue was doing things to me I had never imagined, and the fact it was Shayne made it even better. I cried out as he really got in there, my hard cock was pressed between my abs and the bed, no doubt leaking like a broken faucet. His hands spread my muscle buns wide, his tongue seemed impossibly long and was moving all up in me. I know I was squealing like a fucking cheerleader but I didn't care, at the moment my head was spinning and I didn't want it to stop. He kept at it for about ten minutes until I was crying for more. He pulled away from my ass and I felt the cold, emptiness and looked back in a panic. “You like that huh pup?” I wiped the drool off my mouth as I nodded, my head was like a balloon I felt so high. He got off the bed and grabbed a box off the dresser, “I'm glad to hear that...I got something for you.” He opened the box and he pulled out a chain necklace, “Will you wear this?” It was a simple chain, a little big but the fact Shayne had bought me something made it incredible. I nodded and he walked over and placed it over my head. It hung there loose for a moment and then he grabbed the end and it tightened around my neck. I looked at him as the chains bit into my neck, “Get on all fours,” he commanded. I sat there, not sure what was happening and he pulled the collar again, “Puppy, sit.” The chains were biting into my neck and I quickly got up on all fours and it loosened, “Good boy,” he said, running his fingers through my hair, “Such a good boy.” I was about to ask him what this was all about but he shoved his tongue back into my ass and I whimpered as my head fell and I began backing up into him again. What the fuck was wrong with me? It was like I'd never had sex before and just him touching me made my whole brain go into a fog I couldn't escape. He went back to eating me out, every time I moved somewhere he didn't like he would jerk the chain and I would quickly move back to where he wanted me. Within minutes I realized he was training me to do as he wanted...and I didn't mind. “That's my good boy,” he said, leaving my hole empty again, “You ready to get fucked?” Fog or not I knew I was not gay and getting fucked was not what I wanted...no matter how much I liked it last night. “Shay no...” I began to say and the chain was yanked back, I gagged as he drew me back. I felt the head of his cock touch my hole and I myself wanting to pull away but the chain was digging into my neck so I had to let him pull me back. Slowly I felt my hole expand around his cockhead, I let out a groan as he slowly breached my little, jock hole. “Oh yeah...that's it pup....slowly....” he said, still holding me still with the collar. I relaxed the best I could as he forced his way into me, the sting was real but between the pain of the collar and the lightheaded feeling, it wasn't as bad as I imagined it would be. I felt his shaft enter my ass and I winced as he expanded the walls of my ass with this thick ass cock. “Feel that pup? That's your bone...you want your bone puppy? Puppy want a bone?” “Shayne please...” I yelped as he kept just pushing in. “Stop fighting it,” he said sternly as he pulled back on the chain. Again the links cut into my throat and I had no choice out to back up, right onto his dick. “There you go....good boy...take it all...take the whole thing...” I pushed out and felt him enter me completely, his pubes pressing up against my bubble butt. He stayed still, letting my abused ass adjust to having a fucking cock in it. I could feel my walls flutter around it as my muscles got used to having a thick fucking cock in me. I took several deep breathes as I tried to control myself. He let the chain lax and I could pull away a little, I winced as his cock slid about half an inch out of me and then a sharp pull and the chain was cutting me again. I backed up, pushing him back into me. “Fffuuuccckkkkk....” I whined feeling him breach deep inside me again. The chain went loose and I let out a sigh as he slid out slightly, and then I was pulled back...and I got the hint quickly. I pushed back onto him, my eyes clenched as I felt my ass scream at the abuse, and then I moved forward a little, sliding his entire length up my ass. The chain stopped cutting me as I slowly fucked myself on his cock, a half inch at a time. The pain was lessening and I found it was getting easier to slide back onto him as I kept going. “Good boy,” he said soothingly as I fucked myself on his cock, not sure how I got myself into this. “Is the pain better?” I nodded, just trying to focus on the task at hand. “Up boy,” he said, pulling the chain up, I got up on my knees and he pulled me back close to him. I felt his cock press further into me as I was brought up to a kneeling position. “Look at me,” he said, I turned towards him and saw the smile on his face, “You are so fucking beautiful.” Even though I had his cock in my ass the compliment affected me and I smiled in response. With his other hand he pressed a rag over my mouth and nose and held it tight, “Breathe in.” The smell was ass and I tried to hold my breath but it was no use, I had been caught by surprise and eventually took a deep breath. My head spun and the world tilted sideways. It was like being inside a tiny room in my head while my body was still out there doing shit. I knew he had thrown my on my back and started fucking me but it was like it wasn't happening to me, it was just something I was aware of. But as whatever he gave me started to wear off I began to settle back unto my body and could feel his cock slamming into me. At first I was apprehensive about how it was going to hurt but as I looked down and saw Shayne's cock just ram into my ass I was amazed how easily I was taking it. That whole cock was in me? He had my legs spread wide and as he kept smashing his dick into my ass again and again and again. The ringing in my ears started to fade and I heard moans, appreciative moans, like someone was really into it. Another couple of seconds and I could feel his cock easily sliding in and out of my tamed ass, a second after that I realized I was the one moaning. The head of his dick was rubbing over my prostate and every time it did my hips bucked up as I tried to meet his thrust as hard as I could. I wasn't just getting fucked, I liked getting fucked! Whatever control I had shattered as he kept battering my jock hole with that cock and I cried out, “Shayne!” My hands were curled around the sheets as I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him into me. “Fuck...Shay!” He leaned forward, his face over mine. “Puppy like that? You like your bone?” I nodded, sweat flying from my brow, “Fuck me Shayne...fuck me...” “Fuck my puppy?” “Fuck your puppy Shay...please fuck your puppy...I'll be good,,,I promise...just fuck me...” He leaned down to kiss me and I returned it savagely as he started to grudge fuck as hard as he could. The sound of our bodies slapping together was deafening in the room as I pushed back into his thrusts, I needed that cock in me, harder, faster...so much more...fuck... Shayne pulled pack and I felt his cock slip free from my ass, I actually moaned in disappointment as I realized how good it had felt. He moved back and laid down on his back, his cock sticking straight up, “Puppy sit?” he said, looking down at his cock. I scrambled towards him and found myself guiding his cock into my ass all on my own. His head entered me and I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth fill my ass again. I heard myself whine as I bottomed out on him, the pain was a pleasure into itself. His cock filled me so much... “Puppy up,” he said, grabbing my hips. He pulled me up and I rose, feeling his cock side the entire length of my ass, halfway out I slammed back down on him and we both groaned. I rode him a couple more times and we settled into a rhythm of him pulling me up and me fucking myself onto his member. “Who's a good puppy?” he said, a smile crossing his face. “I'm a good puppy...” I panted as I rode that cock for all I had, “I'm your good puppy, please Shayne I'm your good puppy.” He grabbed the length of chain and pulled me down, I willingly leaned down and kissed him again, “You're gonna do anything I say aren't you puppy?” I nodded, not believing how much I loved the way he felt entering me. “Who's gonna be my good puppy?” “I am, I am...” I whimpered, wanting nothing more than to make him happy. He rolled me over onto my back and began fucking me in earnest again, “Good puppy's get to cum...” he said with a wicked grin. Again my hips automatically raised to meet his cock, my ass wanting nothing more than to be a fleshlight for his dick. Why hadn't I done this before? Why hadn't I realized how much I wanted this? How much I wanted Shayne? “Fuck me Shayne!” I screamed, “Fuck your puppy!” He chuckled and then began to slam me as hard as he could, I squealed as I held on for dear life. He kept fucking me harder and harder my own swollen cock spurting precum all over my abs as I kept crying out his name. As his cock rearranged my guts I could feel my balls start to tingle. “Oh god...” I cried out, “Shay...Shay....” “Gonna cum for me? You gonna cum for me Sean?” I nodded, not capable of talking as untouched, my cock began to fire thick spurts of cum all ove my pecs and face. I had never cum hands free before and it was incredible, my ass clenched around his cock as I just kept spraying us with my cum as my toes curled from the experience. Shayne made a sound and I felt his cock pulse, “Gonna breed my puppy...gonna shoot in you...” he said as my guts were filled with his spunk, the feeling of having his cum in me was as much as a turn on as anything I had ever felt. He collapsed on top of me, both of us a sweaty mess as I felt like crying I was so happy. He laughed, “I love you too puppy...” I wasn't sure what he was talking about until I realized, I had been kissing him the entire time, or more like licking his face, just doing anything trying to show how much I loved him. As his cock softened in me I realized... I was his puppy.