Dubconforlife

Chapter Seven My dreams were insane. I kept having these images, these moments... Like I was being fucked by Blackthorn, me on the edge of his bed screaming for more. A flash of Jack hammering me in the shower, I had a memory of looking down at my hard cock as I came against the shower wall. So many flashes, it was just weird. I came to and I was in bed, it was dark, and I was so fucking warm. I was bundled in a huge comforter and someone was spooning me from behind. I just laid there in bliss for a moment, those few moments before you come to and there is nothing wrong in the world. As I woke up more I could tell I was dying of thirst and it was a guy behind me from the way his hard cock was jutting between my ass cheeks. I could feel myself still a little loopy, still fuzzy but more happy than horny. I needed water badly and I could feel the start of a headache, but it felt so safe where I was I didn't move. I snuggled in deeper, just wanting to stay here forever and whoever it was stirred slightly. His cock slid up my crack and I felt my whole body shudder for a moment. What the fuck? Why was I reacting so gay? I tried to move away from it but the guy's grip around me tightened and pulled me close, his dick was nestled between the muscle of my asscheeks perfectly. One more move of my part and I heard Jack's voice, “Shhh, it's ok bud.” Knowing it was Jack behind me changed things and I relaxed, “Where are we?” “You passed out, we're in Blackthorn's spare bedroom.” I passed out? A flash of memories went through my brain but none of them made sense. “Yeah I was tired...” I said, trying to cover. He moved in tighter, his breath at my ear, “How ya feeling big guy?” His voice made my body tingle. One arm slipped down and gripped my waist, the other was around my chest pulling me close, “You feeling good?” His tongue slipped around the edge of my ear and my ass instinctively backed up towards him. “Hmmm....”I moaned, for the moment not caring he was licking my ear. I wasn't as fuzzy as I normally was but I was feeling no pain that was for sure. “You were having fun earlier,” he whispered, sliding his cock the entire length of my ass. Another flash of images and my ass spasmed all by itself. “You wanna go again?” “What?” I asked, now starting to feel weird about him being so close. “You my jock pussy?” The words sparked something in my mind and all of a sudden I remembered him fucking me, and me...asking for it. My ass relaxed again and I felt myself push back just barely. “Yeah, you remember, you wanna give me your pussy Ev?” The impulse to scream for him to get off of me was beaten down by the tingle in my body as I pushed back on him for real. “Come on bud, you want it?” he was sliding his cock up and down my asscrack now, my hips were moving on their own, very part of my relishing the contact. “You remember begging?” he whispered, pulling his dick back and then sliding it forward, “You remember crying for my cock?” My mind was in shambles as I remembered and felt the shame and horror of what I had done countered by the echoes of pleasure I had felt and my body wanting more...so much more. “Yeah grind that ass,” he whispered again, his arm moving down, his hand gripping my now hard cock, “Come on Ev, grind on me.” Every movement I made either pushed my ass against his dick or forced my cock through his fist. He had stopped moving and I was just rocking back and forth, sliding his dick the whole length while his hand jacked me off. Normally I would have been screaming that this was to gay and that I wanted him to stop. But he wasn't doing a thing, this was all me. We were both sweating hard now and he started to pump forwards as I pushed back. His fist loosened and I was desperate to get myself off. The fog began to descend on my mind and I knew I was about to stop caring about what was gay or not. “Yeah you want this,” Jack whispered, his hand letting go of my dick altogether. “Noo....”I whined as I pushed back, “Please Jack...get me off.” “Come on Ev, push back, show me how bad you want it.” I wanted it bad, so fucking bad. My ass kept sliding up and down and Jack was moving his own dick in the opposite way. I stopped paying attention and just slid my ass back as hard and as fast as I could. Both of his hands gripped my hips now and he was guiding my me back into him. It was stifling hot under the covers now and we were both sweaty and worked up. “You ready stud? You ready to give up your pussy?” “Come on Jack...come on...” I moaned, not sure what I was asking for. He moved my hips slightly and the next time he moved forward the head of his cock pushed into my hole. We both froze as his dick slid a quarter way into my ass. “Jack!” I gasped, my ass automatically relaxing at the intruder. “Shhh....you want this Ev, you need your pussy fucked.” “What?” I asked, more confused than ever, “Dude get your dick out of me!” “You sure?” he asked, sliding into me another inch. My ass clenched down on him as I tried to push him out. “Jack, don't...” but I didn't dare move or I would slide down more on it. “Don't want? Don't stop?” another half inch as I clenched my teeth and tried to held my ass shut. “Jack, this isn't funny man!” “I know, it's not funny Everett, it;s what you want. What you need?” “No I don't....” “Give me your pussy Ev.” His words hit something deep in my mind and my ass relaxed for a moment, another quarter inch of his dick pushed in. “NO!” I protested, clamping down again, “Jaack, I'm not gay...please....” “You need this bitch, you pussy aches for it...” He moved in and nibbled on my neck and I felt my ass slip for a moment as I closed my eyes in pleasure. “Open up for me stud, come on and give me your jock pussy...” He kept nibbling on my neck as I tried to push off of him. He stopped holding my hips and his hands moved up to my chest, and grabbed my nipples. “You like your titties played with?” The shock of his fingers made me gasp and I felt my ass open and another inch slid in. “Yeah Everett, stop fighting. Come on, let me fuck your pussy. Your pussy is so hungry...” I was trying to stop him but he had more than half his dick in my, there was no pushing it out now. “It doesn't hurt does it?” He whispered, as he licked the edge of my ear, “You want this man...you need it.” The shock of the truth did hit me, he was halfway in my ass and it didn't hurt at all. If anything my ass was...liking it? “Relax...” he said softly, “Let it happen...” He pushed in again and I felt the last shreds of my will fading. “If you're good...I'll let daddy come in and fuck you.” Another flash of Blackthorn's cock in me and my ass relaxed. Jack bottomed out in my and I whimpered as I felt his pubes press up against my ass. “Yeah, see...that's where it belongs, you like that cock in your pussy don't you?” “Why..are...you...doing this?” I asked, as he began to jack my still hard cock. “Because I want to give you what you need bud,” he pulled out slightly and I heard myself moan, “What your pussy aches for.” “Not...a...pussy...” I said as he thrust quickly into me. “Oh but it is,” Jack said letting go of my dick and reaching over me to the small table next to the bed. He grabbed his phone and unlocked it, with a few button pushes he pulled up his photos and then videos. “Fuck me...fuck my pussy please...” I heard myself say. I watched as I rode Jack's cock, my hands on his shoulders forced myself down on him. “Fuck my pussy...fill my jock pussy.” “Fuck him harder,” Blackthorn's voice said from off camera and Jack complied. His hips thrust up and the me on the camera threw his head back and cried out, I could feel my own ass react from the memory and Jack began to slowly fuck me as I watched myself be fucked. “This is what you want Everett,” he said, slowing pulling back and then sliding into me with deliberate slowness, “This is what you always needed.” I watched myself get fucked and I felt myself push back onto Jack. “That's it, that's it big guy. Watch and show me what you want.” The video went to the next one and it was me being fucked on my back by Blackthorn. “Fuck me harder daddy, harder!!” “You gonna be a good boy from now on!” he asked. “I'll be a good boy, I'll be a good boy...fuck me, fuck me...”I panted. I pushed back on Jack again. “Yeah watch it Ev, watch what you did last night.” The images with my memories were slowing driving me crazy and I felt my ass relaxing as I rocked back and forth on Jack's cock. “Yeah, that's it. You aren't fucked up now Ev, this is you. This is just you...what do you want?” I heard myself moan and beg to be fucked as I automatically fucked myself on Jack's dick. “What do you want Everett?” My cries echoed in my ears as I remembered screaming them and I pushed harder. “Gay or not Everett, tell me, tell me now what do you want?” I say myself cum all over myself, my mouth greedy to eat my own cum. Jack started to slip dis dick out of me, “Ok I'll stop...” “Fuck me Jack...”I said, ignoring the phone and pushing back onto Jack, “Please...I need to be fucked.” I could practically see Jack's grin in the darkness. He pulled out of me and rolled me over on my back, “Present your pussy to me.” I was confused for a moment but my body responded as my legs spread for him. He gave me a wolf's grin as he moved between them and slid his cock into me, “That's my jock bitch.” I groaned as he entered me and the last of my ego died as I realized, this was what I wanted, what I needed. “Fuck my pussy Jack, fuck my jock pussy hard...” “Since you asked so nicely...” He began slamming into me, and I felt myself just give into it and take it. This was what I wanted, what I needed. More, more and more cock.

Look, if you aren't into this story then just don't read it. There are plenty of other ones on the site. I have been asked by multiple people to continue the story so I will, but if it isn't your cup of tea, just ignore it. It's real simple. Chapter Six I stopped kissing Jack, I mean I stopped licking my protein out of his mouth and fell back onto the rug. My whole body was covered in sweat and I could feel Jack's cum drip out of my ass. For some reason I was still in overdrive, something I guess I should have explained earlier. See, people think it's cool and all having a big dick, but it has its downside too. When I got horny, I mean ready to just fuck, I got lightheaded and everything just got...blurry. It was a lot like being drunk except I kind went nuts to get myself off. I really wasn't aware until freshmen year, when Jack and me started to really jerk off heavily. We both didn't have girlfriends and until we got more known playing baseball, we kind of relied on ourselves to get off. We jerked off together, a lot. He loved seeing my dick erupt and I liked him watching me. But when I got into it, I mean really into it, I noticed that a lot of things came to my mind. Jack's dick looking nice, the way he leaked constantly and the curiosity of what he tasted like, a lot of gay shit. Up until now, it had just been thoughts and they passed as soon as I came. But here I was, covered in my own cum and still fucking blurry and wanting more. “How you feeling?” Mr. Blackthorn said, moving over me. I just looked up and grinned. “Here, drink this,” he said handing me a bottle of water, “That stuff can dry you out.” Didn't know or care what he was talking about, but I did down the fucking water in one go. “You still horny?” he asked as I tossed it aside. I gave him another grin and he opened my legs with his own. Again, part of my mind screamed for me to get up, to fucking get out of here as quickly as possible. But as he reached down and fingered my cummy hole, I told the voice to shut up and spread my legs even wider. “You want this?” I nodded, my dick already responding to the thought of his cock. He moved and his thick cock pushed into my hole, proving that he was indeed much bigger than Jack. Like with Jack though, the pain was pleasure into itself. The tingly feeling I was experiencing was all over my body but as his dick slid into my it was so much better than Jack's dick. It was thick, really thick, and the walls of my ass expanded to fit it, I gasped as the head popped into my super tight hole and began to push in. It was like I was outside my body, seeing my long, muscular legs being held apart by his arms, the way he grinned at me as I responded to every inch of him entering me. I relaxed myself again, realizing I was doing it automatically without a thought. “God you're tight,” he older man said as his dick went deeper and deeper. I whined as I felt him touch areas inside of me no one had before. As he slid past that spot in me I cried out, bucking my hips back onto him. “There...right there...” I gasped. He stopped, held my ankles tight and then pulled out slightly, his head moving over the spot again, making my dick burp up another glob of precum. “Is that your spot boy?” he asked stopping and pushing in again. A whimper escaped my lips as I felt my cock twitch again and my whole body want more. “Look at this cock,” he said, letting my legs rest on his shoulders and grabbing my dick with one hand, “Look at this magnificent cock...” His fingers gripped around it, not quite touching because of my girth. As he pushed into me he slowly stroked my member, making me cry out loud in fucking joy. “Sir...that's it sir....right there...” “You have to ask yourself Everett,” he said, still slowly pulling on my dick, “Why did god give you such a dick...” He let go and slammed his cock all the way into me, “When you have such a perfect pussy!” My eyes flew open and a squeak escaped my lips as I felt him bottom out in me, causing flashes of light to appear before me. “Such a fuckable little pussy...” he said pulling nearly all the way out and then slamming me again. There were no words, no fucking thought, all I knew was his cock was my world and I needed more of it, all of it. Everything. “Why boy, why do you need it?” If he was asking me I couldn't answer, I could barely catch my breath as each thrust stunned me into submission again, making me realize how badly I wanted more. “This pussy...” he said with a trust, “This perfect, tight...” thrust, “Wet little jock pussy. Right Everett, that's what you have?” My inside voice screamed no but my mouth just panted, “Yes sir, harder, harder...” “Harder what boy?” 'Fuck me sir, fuck me harder...” I honestly had no idea what I was saying any more, the words kept falling out of my drooling lips. “Fuck your what boy? Come on, what do you want me to fuck?” My pride held on as log as it could, resisting the last bit of my masculinity...and that huge cock hit me three more times and I cried out, “My pussy sir....fuck my pussy hard! Harder!!” An evil grin spread across the teacher's face as he folded me and half and just wet to down on my ass. Each push left me breathless, and another spurt of hot precum splatted on my face. Within a minute my whole face was covered in more cock snot hit my face, my tongue darting out trying to catch as much as I could. He stopped, and got off of me suddenly. My ass spasmed and I actually cried out at the feeling of emptiness. I was so close, so close to cumming again. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please sir...my pussy...” I begged. He sat back and spread his legs. “Come over here and sit on my cock son.” I scrambled over and pushed myself onto his towering dick. He didn't make one move as I began to ride his cock as hard as I could. My dick spit precum over both of our abs and I looped my legs under his knees to get more traction. “What are you doing Everett?” Jack asked me, as if from far away, “Fucking myself...must fuck...” I muttered. “What are you fucking?” “My pussy...fuck my pussy...” “Look up Everett,” Jack ordered. I looked up and saw his phone pointing at me, “Smile and say it again. I gave the phone a fucking goofy ass grin, and said with a smile, “I'm fucking my pussy...fucking my tight jock pussy...” I had to stop to wipe the drool going down my chin. “Perfect.” Jack said, continuing filming. “You ready to get bred boy?” Mr. Blackthorn asked. “Fuck my pussy...” I kept muttering. “You gonna have my babies? You want my babies boy?” For some reason I just nodded and he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down as he thrust up. Without thought I screamed, “Breed me! Fucking breed my pussy!” “You like that son? You like your daddy fucking you?” Another slight pause in my head but my mouth had no hesitation, “Fuck me daddy, fuck your boy. Make me cum...” “You like your daddy up in your jock pussy?” “Breed me dad, breed me harder...” I was slamming myself down as hard as I could, I couldn't tell it if it was sweat or precum flying between us. He kept slamming me down and with a growl he said, “Here it comes son, your daddy is going to cum in your pussy!” “Daddy! Daddy! Come in your boy...cum in your boy's pussy...” I felt his head pulse and my own cock exploded. Cum hit the bottom of my chin first and then exploded over both our faces, I could feel the warmth in me as he flooded my ass....my pussy with his cum. I clenched my ass, wanting to keep as much in my as possible. As I came I just kept repeating, “Daddy, daddy...fuck me daddy...” As the last spurt left my cock I felt my head go light and my eyes rolled back into my head. I don't know what happened after that.

Part Thirteen This was my first time actually studying John and I had to admit, I could see why people liked him. He had Sammy's looks, except fleshed out. Where Sammy was adorable, John had all the same features except on a man's face. He looked like he had just walked out of porno that was set in a locker room. His body though was off the charts. Most football players were jacked but lacked definition, massive slabs of muscle but not very toned. John was not like that at all. At one point John lifted his shirt up to show Betty his abs and I was amazed to see a perfect set of washboard abs. So he had Sammy's looks and Eli's definition while looking like he was built from granite. Yeah, I bet this guy had nailed more girls than our whole house combined. What was also amazing was the fucking bulge sliding down the leg of his jeans. It looked like he had a sock shoved in his pants, except I could see the meaty head of his cock from across the room and from the way the denim was worn, it was obvious he naturally hung to the left. Betty was playing it up nicely, laughing at his jokes, feeling his pecs, but more importantly, bringing him the beers I had set out for him. She was bringing him the third one when she passed by me, “He's already starting to slur, this is going to put him under.” I gave her a wink as she walked over and handed our boy his laced drink. He drank it down in nearly one gulp, no doubt showing off to her, though with his body it wasn't necessary. Within minutes his head slumped down and jerked back up as he started to drift. She looked over at me and nodded. I got up and walked over to the couch. “He drank too much,” she said, acting it up for him, “Can you help us to a room?” “Sure, you ok man?” I asked John, helping him to his feet. “Yeaaahhhh...” he said, stumbling, “Goood prttyy...” He leaned on me and I walked him up to my room, dumping him on my bed. Betty leaned down and said to him “Let's get these clothes off.” His eyes were closed but he smiled and nodded, so I began to strip him down quickly. I shucked his shoes and socks while Betty pulled his shirt off over his head. I unbuckled his belt and tugged on his jeans, leaving him in a pair of tight, Calvin Klein boxer briefs. His cock was tucked to the left, and though still soft, was bigger than most hard cocks I had seen. “Damn,” Betty said, marveling at the specimen of manhood that was laid out before us. “Once he's tamed, you can take him for a ride or two,” I whispered to her and she smiled and kissed me hard. “I'm gonna hold you to that.” she said and walked out. Leaving me alone with my prey. First things first, I needed to get him injected, which meant keeping him docile for a few minutes. I grabbed the mask and placed it gently over his face and mouth and opened the bottle of poppers. He took a deep breath and then made a noise as his entire body seemed to relax. Quickly I grabbed the syringe and tied off his bicep, luckily he had a fucking road map of veins, so finding a good one was easy. I injected him with 100mg of MDMA. I undid the tourniquet and within seconds he let out a contented sigh and a smile spread across his face. He was gone. I climbed up onto the bed and began to feel up his chest. It was solid fucking muscle, prime grade A, Texas beef. He made a sound and his smile grew. I took the nub of his nipple between my fingers and pinched and he let out an audible groan as his hips left the bed. “Man, it has to be genetic,” I said tweaking the other nipple, “All the Parker boys are nipple sluts.” He twisted under my touch, no actual words had come out of his mouth yet, between everything in his system I don't think he was capable of them yet. I leaned down and nibbled one of them and the noises he was making was just music to my ears. I moved up and licked his ear and he shivered a little. I began to tongue fuck him and he let out a small whimper I response. I nibbled on his neck and he babbled something so I moved over and began to kiss him. He instantly responded, kissing me back hard, no idea he was making out with a guy at all. He was an aggressive kisser, which was hot in it's own right, but I wasn't here to kiss. I was here to break this stud. I moved down and licked his neck, his pecs, licked the cuts of his abs and then got to the promised land. I grabbed either side of this underwear and said, “Lift your hips up slut.” His hips moved upwards as I slid them down his legs, his cock looked like a sleeping snake, curled against his trimmed pubes. Though only half hard, he was already close to six inches and it was growing fast. I took hold of the beast and held it firmly in my hand. He sighed as I leaned down and licked the head of his cock, precum coating my mouth as he shot past seven inches, eight, got as big as Sammy, and then topped out at just above ten inches of fucking cock. It was incredible. I had never held a cock so fucking mighty before, it was hard to believe that there were chicks out there that had taken this fucking monstrosity and lived to tell the tale. My hand couldn't grip the entire thing at once it was so thick, the head was an angry reddish color as the massive vein in the middle of it throbbed in beat to his heart. I'm not in any way a bottom, but I had to admit looking at this thing it made me a little dizzy. There were a lot of people on this planet lucky I was never given a cock like this, jocks everywhere would have been forever scarred from the way their ass was destroyed when I was done. I grabbed some lube and stroked him to full hardness, he squirmed under me as I pounded that cock as hard as I could, making him pant with lust. The first step after getting your target drugged, was to get them incredibly horny. Once in a dazed state the average male will just fucking go with whatever feels good, as long as he knows it isn't a guy doing it. Though once they were sex drunk and close to cumming, they stopped caring so much and just wanted to get off. I needed to get John so turned on that he would sell his own mother to get off. He was thrusting into my hand now, his cock feeling like a piston in my grasp as he fucked the air. Once I could tell he was getting close I stopped, and he let out an audible moan. I slipped the mask on him again and gave him a few seconds of poppers, his head fell back onto the pillow. Taking his hands I secured them over his head, this time with some leather shackles instead of just a belt and made sure they were locked. I stripped down while I waited for the poppers to wear off some before I went back to turning him on. Once he started making word like sounds again and tugging at the restraints, I went back to long stroking his cock, lulling him back into a state of sex. “You like that?” I asked, working his shaft from tip to base. He nodded, still out of it, not sure what was going on but liking it all the same. As I stroked I started to nibble at the inside of this thighs, he cried out as he spread his meaty legs wider, letting me have more access. I slowed my hand down and began to feast on his balls, there were the size of fucking avocado pits, shaven clean of course, because unlike Eli, he was used to having people service him regularly. I began to lick the underside of his balls and he cooed as he spread his legs further apart. I serviced his balls and moved under them and he gasped as he felt my tongue touch no man's land. That space between the balls and the ass that men freak out, until they actually feel someone lick it, and then they go fucking nuts. “Whaaa...” John slurred as I worked the area over, I could feel him thrashing around on the bed, trying to escape the feeling and trying to push back for more at the same time. I kept this up for awhile, until his moans stopped being those of protest and morphed into pleasure. Then I stopped. “Waittttt.....” he aid, his head looking up, eyes unfocused. “You want more?” He nodded. “Ok, hold on...” I grabbed a pillow and stuck it under his ass, to give me better access to his hole and then went back between his legs. God it was beautiful, there, between those muscles buns, was a tiny, pink little rosebud, just begging to be eaten. I spread his cheeks and leaned in, my tongue danced around the ring and he jerked sharply. “Wai....wha...no....no...” he began to intone, not quite finishing any one word. When I speared my tongue into his hole he grunted and I felt his ass tense up as he clenched it tight. I was insistent, not letting up for a moment as he tried to resist me. “Wait....” he said, sounding half drunk, but more coherent than he had earlier. Fuck what was this guy's tolerance? I stopped and grabbed the mask. “What you doing?” he asked me, looking up at me confused. I put the mask over his face and turned on the poppers. He said something but I couldn't hear him through the plastic. He tried to shake his head free and then just stopped. His eyes rolled back and his mouth hung open as the poppers took hold. Grabbing the lube again I coated his ass and my finger and shoved one digit up into him. He made a sound but I knew from experience, being this fucked up on poppers meant you were dimly aware of what was going on, but you couldn't really connect it to yourself. His ass was like an oven, even relaxed it gripped my finger like a vice. My dick twitched thinking of what it would feel like to have my cock engulfed in it. I took my time, I didn't want to tear anything. This was about pleasure for him, not about inuring him. I wanted him to crave cock, not associate it with pain or blood. Once I got up in there I added a second finger, I needed his ass to be loose enough that even if he started fighting me again, I had access to it. With two fingers I was able to dig deeper, looking for this prostate before the poppers wore all the way off. He was breathing heavy and I could hear noises that sounded like no coming from his mouth. I pushed in even harder and I heard him start to complain then then I grazed it. He froze in place and I could see his cock twitch in response. Pulling back I ran over it again and this time he gasped, bucking his hips back instinctively. “Uh-oh,” I said as I rocked back and forth over his joybutton, “Someone has an itchy ass.” He grunted each time I hit his spot, his protests were silent but his cock was doing all the talking for him. It was standing at full mast, all fucking ten inches of Parker pride, beads of precum had fallen over his fucking abs, smearing it everywhere, making his eight pack glisten. “Your ass itchy John? You feel that itch?” His head was jerking from side to side as his drugged mind tried to come to grips with what it was feeling. “It's itchy right John? Right?” He was not answering so I stopped, and began to pull my fingers from his ass. “Nooooo...” he whined as they slipped free. “Answer me John, do you have an itchy ass?” He hesitated for a moment and then said in a quiet voice, “yes.” “Bad John,” I said slapping his ass, “You know better...” He made a sound when I slapped him so I did it again, and again, and again... “Sorryyyyy!!” he cried out, “I'm sorrryyyy....” I reached up and put the mask on him and gave him a quick hit, before he could zone out I asked, “You want me to scratch it for you? You want me to take care of your itchy ass?” He began to nod and then let out a throaty moan as his head fell back. I shoved three fingers into him and his mouth opened and made a small squeak as I began to fucking assault him anally. At first all he made was small noises and grunt but as the poppers wore off those sounds began to change into, “yaa....ya.....unff.....more...there....right there....” He was moving his ass back best he could to meet my hand, he was too far gone to care with someone had three fingers deep in him, it just felt too good at this point. “Still itchy John? Your ass still itchy?” “Yeah...” he panted, “Itchy...get it...harder...harder...” “You like this John? You like me helping?” “Fuck yeah...get in there....come on....” Well that sounded way too alpha for me. “Nope,” I said pulling my hand out, bringing a look of drugged shock to his face “Why?” “I'm helping you out John, you're the one with the dirty ass. You're the one that needs help, you don't tell me what to do.” “Sorry....am sorry...” “Nope, you need to apologize for real.” “So sorry...please....please....” “What do you want me to do?” “Help me...please...” “Help you want?” “My ass...please...” “Beg me John...” “PLEASE!! I'll do anything...please....” “Anything?” I asked? He nodded. I opened my dresser drawer and brought out the small vibrator I had there it was thin but it had a powerful vibration to it and a remote. Perfect for driving straight jocks insane. I slipped it in his ass and then turned it on to the lowest setting and the effect was like night and day. John whimpered and tried to push back on it, his fucking muscular body jerking all over, trying to get more pleasure than he was getting. I moved up and straddled his chest, slapping his face with my cock. “Open up John.” He opened his eyes and saw my cock right there. “You want my help, open your mouth.” “Please...” “You want me to help you? Then you help me. Open your mouth.” He just locked eyes with me, and even though he was fucked up, there was a line, things he would not do. And normally that would be the end of it. But he was fucked up, in heat and had no way to get himself off. To make my point I turned the vibrator up and his eyes close as he growled in ecstasy. Then I turned it back down. His eyes flew open in a panic and I smiled. “You help me first.” He looked at my cock and then slowly, he opened his mouth and closed his eyes. I smiled as I laid the head of my cock on his tongue. “Get to work.” I barked. And John Parker, 265, linebacker for the Aggies, alpha jock made of pure muscle with a ten inch cock...began to suck me off tentatively at first. But when I turned the vibrator up his tongue began to pick up pace. Within minutes, he was slurping on my cock like a champ. Yeah, his was going to be a good night.

Part Twelve After a long shower and another quick fuck, Sammy and Eli joined me downstairs to share a joint and to strategize. “So how do we get John?” Sammy asked, taking a long drag. “Yeah, I am dying to hear this,” Eli said, taking the joint from his brother. “John is going to be involved, first thing we need to do is find a reason for him to be off the grid for a few days.” “Why?” Sammy asked. “Because it's going to take at least three days to break John, and we can't be worrying that your parents or whatever are going to be asking where he is.” “Three days?” Eli asked shocked, “Why so long?” I took a hit and passed it to Sammy, “Because John isn't like the two of you, he's going to take a lot more work.” “Like us?” Sammy asked. I nodded, “Both of you already had needs, they were just buried under ego and societal expectations.” Sammy looked at Eli shrugged, “I didn't know I wanted this.” “Exactly, you guys had this inside, John doesn't. John is a full blooded alpha. He likes being in control, he doesn't have a deep seated desire to be dominated. I mean he may in fun, like being tied up by a girl or blindfolded, but in the end he will always be in control. He doesn't like losing it, so it won't be as easy as you two.” “If he doesn't want it, then what are you going to do?” Sammy asked. “I am going to break him, hard. That takes time, and all of it uninterrupted. Once we start we can't have him sobering back up to take a phone call and then put him under again. He needs to be put down and then he needs to stay that way until he gives in.” Sammy cocked his head, “What are we going to do to him?” “Well first, we need a cover story for him to be away for a weekend.” “Our parents have a cabin by Lake Travis, we can say we're going there to fish and just have a guy's weekend.” Sammy nodded, “Yeah, if we tell him it's like a Parker brothers weekend, beer, weed and fishing, he'd go for that.” “He'd go for it if you asked,” Eli added, “He does whatever you ask.” Sammy smiled, “I'm the baby, I get whatever I want.” Eli rolled his eyes, “Don't remind me.” “Ok, so you guys can get hi to agree to this? A weekend in bumfuck?” They both nodded. “Perfect, so that will shut your parents and his friends up. Now we need a reason for him to swing by here first.” Eli and Sammy looked at each other and smiled, “Pussy, lots of it.” “If you have girls on tap, he will be here with bells on.” I looked over at Josh and Tony, who were playing Fortnite, “Hey guys, how many chicks can you get here this weekend?” Neither one looked up, “Um, all of them, why what's up?” “We need to have a party this weekend, and there needs to be girls on display.” Josh looked up, “You have a job?” I nodded, “Yep, I need the party as cover.” Tony looked over, “Anyone you're willing share?” “If we can tame him? Oh yeah.” He looked at each other and smiled, “Yeah, we can get as many girls here as you want.” “Enough to make it look like a target rich environment, but not so many that we can't control the flow of traffic.” Tony nodded, “Got it.” I looked back to the brothers, “That work?” “Can we sell John on a party with a ton of girls?” Sammy chuckled, “Yeah, I think we can handle that.” “Cool, I need to call my guy. I don't have any liquid molly, how much does your brother weigh?” “Um, 265 I think,” Eli answered, “Why?” “Because we don't want to over do it. Hey Tony, you remember how much we gave Scott the one time we injected him?” “I think it was 110 mg.” “100 at first, “Josh corrected him, “Then we gave him another 20 booster when he started coming down.” “Sounds good, if we get two 100mg doses, the first will out him under fast, and we can use the other 100 to keep him there all weekend.” “Isn't that dangerous?' Eli asked. “Look, we want to fuck your brother, not kill him. He's too big for us to just slip him a pill, that shit could take up to an hour to affect him and that's too long. We need something that will knock him on his ass almost instantly, he's a big boy, we aren't going to hurt him.” “So we get him here, then what you just stick a needle in him?” That made me laugh, “No, we dose his drink a little, when he's lightheaded we get him upstairs and then we stick him. Once he's under we'll tie him up and get to work.” I could see Sammy was hard from here. “So then we fuck him?” “Patience,” I said, putting my hand over his bulge, “This is going to be a multi step process. We need to dose him, get him into it, and then keep him on the edge until he can't remember what it's like not to be fucked.” “Yeah it's a trip,” Tony said, still playing the game. “At first you're out of it and don't know what's going on but then it goes on for so long, you kind of just accept it and after awhile, you like it. A lot.” “You did it to him?” Eli asked. “Yep, Tony used to be a grade A pussy chaser, didn't you Tony?” “Fuck yeah, tore that shit up.” Eli looked at me, “And now?' “Tony, turn that shit off and get over here.” Tony dropped the controller instantly and stood up. He was another striker on the team, 6'5”, fucking built like fucking moose, not so handsome but his body more than made up for it. He looked like one of those guys who would just kill you for looking at him wrong, because outside of this house he was exactly like that. He walked over and stood in front of me. “What the fuck are you waiting for?” He blushed and then got down on his knees, his hands fumbling for my shorts. Eli and Sammy watched as this mountain of a man fished my cock out and started serving me there, on the living room floor, in front of everyone. He made slobbering noises as he slurped my cock like it was a tootsie roll pop. Sammy openly rubbed his cock thought his shorts, watching this beast humiliate himself by licking the underside of my balls. Without even looking he reached over grabbed Eli's head and pushed it down into his lap. Eli moaned as he mouthed his little brother's cock through the material. “See?” I said, like it was the most normal thing in the world to have two guys service you, “With guys like Eli it's easy, he craves this shit. But Tony here,” I grabbed a chunk of hair and pulled his face up. His mouth was open and drool fell from his side of his mouth as he looked at me with hunger, “Tony here had to be broken and shown what he was put here for. Weren't you Tony?” Tony nodded. “Tony was an alpha before he met me. Now what are you Tony?” “Your cunt,” he answered automatically, “I'm your muscled cunt.” I let him go and he went straight back to my cock like a nursing puppy. “This is what we're going to train John to be. But you have to trust me, it's going to take time and patience.” Sammy and I looked over and saw Josh standing there, watching Eli service his brother, “Can I help?” Sammy pushed Eli back and undid his shorts, freeing his cock, “If you guys can share.” Both Josh and Eli fought for that cock, each one taking a side and licking it up and down, as Sammy looked on with pride. He was becoming quite the little dom, if I do say so myself. The week I spent all of my free time setting the weekend up. I got in touch with my supplier who gave me two syringes of liquid molly, some more liquid THC, five laced joints and a bottle of extra strength poppers that could stun an ox if I wanted to fuck it. I cleared out my room, making sure the bed was secure and that the frame was reinforced because I could believe that if John tried he might be able to cause enough damage to get free. The cherry on my little rape it though was a ventilator mask. It belonged to a CPAP machine but I modified it so now it was connected to the poppers. All I had to do was slip this over his mouth and nose and I could adjust how much poppers to air he was receiving. This should make it nearly impossible for him to be able to get his feet under him to resist. We bought the party supplies but I made sure to get a huge bottle of 190 proof Everclear with a long neck. This was going to be my stop gap when I thought he had too much Molly in his system. Once I had this all set up I went over the plan one more time with Sam and Eli. Eli had brought up the fishing trip, which John had agreed to and then Sammy bitched he didn't want to go because of the party we were throwing. “I told him this was my chance to score with college girls and he laughed and said I had no shot, but we could go anyways,” Sammy told me after school, “He bought it hook, line and sinker.” “Dude, when did you get so good at lying?” I asked. “I've always been a good liar. My parents think I'm a fucking angel, my teachers think I am a model student, trust me, the world sees one thing when I am completely different.” “You're a fucking sadistic fuck,” I said tweaking his nipples. “And you love it,” he said leaning over and kissing me. I don't know if I've mentioned it, but this could fucking kiss. I mean it was soft but aggressive, insistent but not overbearing. It was one of those kisses you got so into you weren't sure when it was over or not. If I knew it wouldn't go to his head I would have asked his secret, but there was no way I was giving this kid any more fuel for that fire. The only other thing that happened that week was I got home from practice and found Eli getting spitroasted by Tony and Scott in the living room. It was hot to see the squeaky clean Eli, who just last week had a girlfriend and a promise ring being grudge fucked by two jocks in broad daylight. I played through and fucked a load into him as well, I swear when we were done I think we were more out of breath than he was. It wasn't until Sammy came over and made him ride his cock on the couch that Eli finally let up. He was becoming the perfect little sub. Friday rolled around and the house was abuzz with energy. The guys were fired up about the party but they were also interested in my project. They had all taken a good look at John the time he was over and they all wanted a crack at that alpha jock's ass. Most of the team showed up and then the girls, by the time the Parkers showed up the party was in full swing. “Told you we were gonna be late!” Sammy said as they walked in the door. John looked around the room and I could see him give the room a sweep, his radar looking for who he wanted to fuck tonight. I'm sure I don't have to explain to you how popular we were right? I mean lacrosse players are like a hybrid baseball and football player. We had toned, firm bodies but more mass than baseball guys had because the sport was a lot more contact than not. So the girls that showed up to climb our cocks were not ugly by no means, and John could tell that at first glance. He saw me and gave me a nod as they walked over. “Nice party,” he said in that bro tone of voice. I looked around, “It's ok, it'll get wilder the later it gets.” He smiled, “Oh yeah?” I smiled back at him, “Oh count on it.” “What's on tap?” “You all want beer? We have vodka and rum too.” “Beer is fine,” John said and Eli and Sammy said the same. I went to the fridge and pulled out two beers and the special one I had whipped up for John. It had the same amount of THC that Eli's Mountain Dew had but John was pure muscle and had an easy 60 pounds on his little brother, so all it would do is loosen him up and make him super buzzed...but not comatose. I had three of these ready, by the third he would be stumbling and slurring, and easy target to get upstairs. I proposed a toast and made sure they all took a long drink before looking around for our trap. “Betty!” I called out to a fucking gorgeous blond with tits that defied gravity, “Have you met the Parker brothers? This is Sammy, Eli...” John held his hand out, “I'm John.” She looked him up and down, “I am sure you are.” They both laughed and she moved closer to him, “You on the team?” “Lacrosse? Nah I'm football baby.” She cooed, “I love football!” “Oh yeah?” he said putting her arm around her. She smiled as he led her over to the couch to talk. “Is she cool?” Sammy asked me. “She comes over sometimes to peg the guys with her strap on. Trust me, she is super cool.” They both watched as their brother sat down with her, thinking he was talking up some random hot chick. No idea she was as twisted as I was when it came to power plays. “She's probably gonna wanna watch us do him at some point, but for now she'll make sure he's drinking and relaxing.” “So what do we do?” Sammy asked, too excited to hide it. “You could go cruise college chicks, I bet you could score one easy.” He rolled his eyes, “Chicks are easy, I want a challenge.” God this kid was liquid sex. “Then chill out, go play COD with the guys and wait for your brother to get wasted.” Eli wandered over to Tony and Josh, who welcomed him like he was part of the team and not jut a cum bucket they used all week while Sammy sat down and grabbed a controller. And I just watched.

Chapter Five Jack caught a ride with me to Blackthorn's house. “You really think he can get my grades up?” I asked him. “Depends, I mean you're pretty behind. But I bet he'll find something you can do to earn the grade.” “Sheesh I hope so, if I lose my scholarship I don't know what I'd do.” “Go into porn?” “Huh?” “Nothing, just listen to what he has to say.” We pulled up to his house and I grabbed my backpack, “Did you bring your books?” Jack shook his head, “Nah, I'll just follow along.” As we approached the door it opened and Blackthorn was standing there looking buff as shit. He had on a tight black t-shirt that really showed his chest off and a pair of workout shorts that might have been old because they were pretty tight on him. He started to smile and then looked at Jack, “Um, this was a private lesson Palmer.” Before I could say anything Jack spoke up, “It's ok Mr. Blackthorn, I figured out what you were going to teach him and I'd like to help.” Blackthorn raised an eyebrow. “He told me about the private lesson you gave him earlier, and I thought if you were going to go into a full lesson, you might need help.” He cocked his head and he gave Jack a small smile, “Have you been giving him lessons as well?” “Well sir I've been trying, but I think he's finally ready to learn.” “Well then come in boys, we have no time to waste.” His house was pretty swag, I mean you could tell he was a bachelor. He must have not bought light bulbs because this room was fucking dark, I had no idea how we were going to study. There was a large blanket on the floor and pillows all around. “Sit, you guys drink?” Jack laughed, “Does a fish swim?” “Excellent, let me grab some wine, take your shoes off and relax.” Jack shucked his off quickly so I followed suit. “Dude, he might have forgotten I was coming by, this place looks like it's setup for a date or something.” Jack leaned back on a stack of pillows, “Maybe, but he's willing to teach so relax man.” I sat down and started grabbing my book out of my backpack. “Nope,” Mr. Blackthorn said coming out of the kitchen with a bottle of wine and some glasses, “You aren't ready for a book yet Palmer, we need to go back to basics.” Man I was too stupid to even use the book? That sucks. Blackthorn sat down and poured us all a huge glass of wine. “Um, I don't really drink all that much,” I said looking at my wine. And it was true, I got stupid when I was drunk, a fact I learned in high school a couple of times. Both times I had gotten drunk I woke up at a friend's house, buck naked feeling like I had ran a marathon the night before. The guys always just said I was fun when I was that way but I didn't like it. “A relaxed mind learns faster,” Blackthorn said, indicating I should drink. Sighing I brought the glass up to my mouth and started to chug it. It was sweet, I mean it had that nasty alcohol taste but I drank it all pretty quickly. They were both just staring at me open mouthed. “What?” I asked putting the glass down, “You said drink.” Jack and Blackthorn looked at each other and smiled. “Ok then, well that should help. What was the last thing you recall us studying?” I thought really hard, but I was already getting a little wobbly, “Um, the civil war I think?” “Everett, we're going over Watergate, that's a hundred years later. You haven't been paying attention at all?” “No sir,” I said sadly. Was it hot in here? “We should quiz him,” Jack offered, “You know test and see what he knows and doesn't.” Blackthorn just looked at Jack in confusion. “We're going to ask you some history questions, and you try to answer them as correctly as possible ok?” I nodded. “But I know you, you're just going to say you don't remember to most of them, so let's give you a reason to think.” I didn't understand what he just said and fought back giggling and just asked, “Huh?” “For every question you get wrong you have to take off a piece of clothing.” “What?” I said shocked, “No way I'm not stripping.” “Then think hard about your answers,” Jack suggested. I looked at Blackthorn for help but he just nodded, “I think it's a good idea. The pressure of not wanting to undress yourself should give you motivation to recall facts.” I did not want to do this but he was the teacher and I remembered what Jack said. Just do whatever Blackthorn tells me so I can pass. I nodded, “Sure ok.” “Great,” Blackthorn said, “Who was the president during the civil war?” “Um, penny guy...Lincoln!” “That's right,” he looked at Jack, you lose. Jack paused for a moment and then smile, “You got me.” He pulled his socks off. “Ok Jack, who were we fighting against in the war?” “The south,” Jack answered. That was was way easy. Blackthorn looked at me, “You lose.” I wasn't sure how I lost since I didn't get a question wrong but Jack did it so I took my socks off as well. “Everett, who was Lincoln's Secretary of War.” I just stared at Blackthorn. “During the war, who was the man in charge of most of it.” “Um...Lincoln's son?” “No, Edwin Stanton, your loss.” I had never heard that name before but the wine was really hitting me and I just pulled my shirt off. “Ok, you got me.” “Jack, where was Lincoln shot?” “Ford's theater,” he answered instantly. “Everett, your loss.” “Man...” I said looking at what I was wearing, “Um, all I have are my pants.” “You still have your underwear right?” Blackthorn asked. “Um, no I've been freeballing it all day.” Blackthorn shook his head, “Rules are rules.” Sighing I stood up and wobbled a little. Jack jumped up and steadied me. “Thanks man,” I said unbuttoning my jeans. “Here let me help,” he said doing it for me. I pulled them down and stepped out of them, I was torn. It felt so fucking good to be naked because I was too hot but I was also naked in front of two guys. I sat back down and put a pillow over my groin. “Well that was fast,” Blackthorn said, “What are we going to use to motivate him now?” Jack thought about it, “Ok how about we move to strip poker rules? Loser has to do what the winner tells him too.” Those were the rules. When we played strip poker whoever was naked and lost again had to do whatever the winning guy said. I had lost one hand and they made me jog around the school statue completely naked. I nodded, “Ok fine.” “Everett, who was the president of the Confederacy?” “The what?” “The Confederacy,” Blackthorn repeated, “Of the United States?” I was confused, “You mean Lincoln?” Jack laughed, “The Confederacy was the south dumbass.” I blushed, “Well I didn't know that!” “Ok Mr. Blackthorn, you won, your dare.” “OK Everett, you have to have another glass of wine.” I made a face but nodded. Blackthorn jumped up and left the room. “Dude, I'm naked!” Jack just shrugged, “You should have been paying more attention in class.” “I thought you were coming along to help me.” “Oh I'm helping, trust me.” Blackthorn came back and sat down, “Ok little bit of wine,” he poured, “And take this.” He held out his hand and a little purple pill. It looked like a Flintstones's vitamin. “What's this?” I asked taking it from him. “It helps you with hangovers, for the next morning.” “Oh cool,” I said popping in my mouth and chasing it down with the wine. “So where were we?” he asked. “The confederacy,” I answered, leaning back on the pillows. “Right, so do you remember when the civil war ended?” I thought about it for a moment, “Um, 1900's?” “1865,” he corrected me. “Uh oh,” I said suddenly laughing, “I missed again.” “Jack, your dare,” Blackthorn said. Jack looked at me, “Ok, I get to tickle you for a minute straight.” “No way!” I said, trying to sit up but it was too late. Jack pounced on me, throwing the pillow off my crotch and straddling my waist. “Please Jack don't...” I begged. He tore into my side and I lost it. I was super ticklish, a fact Jack has lorded over me for years. “Beg for mercy,” he said as I tried to block his hands. “Please Jack, please!” “You want me to pick something else?” I nodded almost crying, “Please, anything!” “Promise.” “I promise, I promise!!' He stopped and I laid there, trying to catch my breath. “Ok, so anything.” I nodded and he stood up. He unbuttoned his jeans and my eyes got wide. “Dude,” I whispered, “Not here!” He dropped his pants, standing over me in just his black jockstrap. “You said anything.” he said stepping out of his jeans. “A promise is a promise Mr. Everett.” Sighing I just nodded. He knelt back down, closer to my face, his crotch just over my head. “Lemme feel that tongue,” he said. God I couldn't believe this. Just like Jack to find something humiliating and make me do it in front of a teacher no less! Man I am going to get him back for this. I leaned my head up and licked his pouch, the musky smell wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. He didn't move so I kept going, his dick slowly hardening. He reached down and moved his pouch aside, his balls were now exposed. Man, this is the worst! I licked the smooth underside of his balls and heard him moan. “There ya go Everett, this is what you get when you don't study.” He was right, if only I had paid more attention in class I wouldn't be in the mess. I kept licking, sucking one ball into my mouth and rolling it around in my mouth. He gasped and I went for the other one. I just wanted this to be over with, I was already dizzy from he wine and now I was losing focus. I licked around Jack's balls, for some reason their smoothness was fucking cool. I was obsessed with the way they felt, so smooth, warm...they were like candy almost. Jack scooted down, straddling my chest now. His dick was hard as fuck sticking out of his jock. He pushed the head of it down towards my mouth and I opened it slowly, like I was in a dream. I tasted his precum as he pushed into my mouth and the taste was insane! The feeling of his dick on my tongue was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I grabbed either side of his ass and pulled him deeper into me. “Yeah buddy, eat that cock.” There was something in the back of my mind saying this was all wrong but I didn't care. Everything was like explosions all over my body. The feeling of the blanket beneath me made me tingle, Jack's ass on my chest was warm and smooth...everything was like a turn on and I was about to lose control. “Roll him over,” Blackthorn told Jack. “Come on big guy.” he said getting up and sitting near my head, “Come and get it.” I rolled over and crawled towards his dick, the movement on my hands and knees was like tiny electrical shocks. I went back to sucking his dick, now fully going down on him, wanting to feel his head hit the back of my throat. “Yeah, you like that don't you buddy?” I nodded while I blew him, I liked it a lot right now. My legs were nudged apart and I could feel Blackthorn behind me, spreading them with outward. I was on all fours, head down in Jack's crotch, ass up and I just didn't care. I wanted to say this wasn't me but everything felt so fucking good I wanted it to be me all the time. I was so focused on Jack's dick that I didn't even notice Blackthorn's face near my ass. I didn't notice until his tongue licked my hole. If Jack hadn't been holding my head I would have jumped up screaming. Instead I just screamed around his dick as Blackthorn's warm tongue moved again and again around my hole. Now I was fully extended as I kept blowing Jack but pushing my ass back onto the teacher's tongue. “Yeah that's it buddy,” Jack said stoking my hair, “Back up into that, come on, show him you want it.” As it darted into my tight hole for a moment I blacked out a little it felt so good. I came off of Jack's dick and screamed, “Please sir, do it some more.” Blackthorn's hands grabbed my ass and he plunged his face into my ass hard. His tongue speared into me and I actually squealed as I put my head on the ground and stuck my ass up higher. “Tell him champ, tell him how it feels.” “Oh sir it feels soooo good! Like that, deeper, harder...sir please harder.” His hands pulled my cheeks apart even more and his tongue went deeper, causing me to just scream in pleasure. I couldn't form words as he forced it in and out again and again, each time it going just a tiny bit farther than before. I was pushing back as hard as I could to meet his movement, I wanted that in me, I needed it...I wanted more. “More sir, more...” “Does it feel good?” Jack asked grabbing my chin and making him look at me. I looked up with a big goofy grin on my face, slobber running down my chin. All I could do was nod. “You want more?” Another nod. “You want it deeper?” Several nods. “Ok,” Jack said to Blackthorn, “Switch.” Jack got up and I watched his dick bob away with regret. But it was ok cause Blackthorn sat down and his dick was right there. Now he had a man's cock, thick, strong, not as long as me but it was a solid cock, like my dad had. “Come on Everett, it's ok.” he said pushing my head down towards it. I closed my eyes and began sucking the man's cock, his taste was completely different and the second I tasted it I wanted more. His hands were entwined in my hair and as I bobbed up and down he was massaging my scalp, making my entire head tingle in pleasure. Jack's tongue pushed into me and I whimpered again around Blackthorn's beefy dick. I began pushing back again, hoping Jack could get it in deeper than Blackthorn. As Jack tongue fucked me I slurped up and down Blackthorn's dick, I couldn't take the whole thing in my mouth it was so thick, I moved around the sides like it was a huge, flesh popsicle. I began to whine as I realized Jack wasn't going any deeper. “You want more?” Jack asked me. I nodded around Blackthorn's dick. “Ok, I'll give you more.” Something smooth pressed against my hole, something pretty big. I wanted to look at what it was but Mr. Blackthorn was pushing my head down to keep me sucking. Whatever it was slowly started to enter me and I felt the same sting as when Billy put three fingers in me. But with the sting came a whole other sensation, like the pain itself was a kind of pleasure. I remember what I had learned and relaxed, pushing out as it went in. “Fuck!” Jack said as whatever it was pushed inches into me. My ass spasmed around it, not used to anything that big in it and certainly not going in! It pulled out a little and I felt the spot where it had left ache with emptiness. I pushed back quickly, not wanting to lost the feeling, impaling myself on it another couple of inches. “Fuck Ev, you really want this?” I pushed back again, ignoring the pain and focusing on the fucking fireworks going on in my ass. Something bumped up against my ass and it took my spaced mind a second to realize that it was. That was Jack! The haze in my head vanished as I realized I had a dick up my ass! I tried to pull back but all I did was push onto it more. When it hit bottom I felt that same tingle as when Billy touched me and my eyes rolled back in my head. Jack pulled his dick back a few inches and then pushed into me again. His dick slide right over that spot and I felt myself moan in spite of myself. “Yeah, come on big guy, you can do it.” I didn't want to do it but every time he moved his dick my body just went nuts and I found myself pushing back onto him. My body was meeting his thrusts as I mentally screamed for him to stop. Finally Blackthorn let go of my head and I was able to talk. “Jack! Jack....you're...uhhh....stop...please...oh god....” Jack kept fucking me, each time my train of thought shattered as I instinctively pushed back into it. “What Everett, what do you want?” “Stop...fuck...stop fuc...ohhh...” He had stopped his dick right at the spot and was just moving it back and forth like not even a quarter inch. My thoughts blurred as all I felt was fucking sex. My reason and complaints just went away as a blinding light of pleasure overwhelmed me. I don't know how long I was like that but when I came back I was covered in sweat, moving like mad. “Yeah Everett, yeah...fuck yourself, come on stud harder...” I was confused to what he meant until I realized I was doing just that. I was rocking back and forth on his cock, he had stopped moving and I was fucking myself on it. The sound of my ass hitting him was loud as I used all my strength to rear back and take all of his cock deeper and deeper. “Yeah, come on boy, harder.” There was half a moment's hesitation but it vanished as I forced his cock to hit that spot in me again. It was fucking everything and I felt what little resistance I had left just vanish. “Yeah...fuck me Jack, harder...harder...” “Yeah?” Jack asked surprised, “You asking for it now?” “Please Jack, fuck me, please...” His hands went back to my waist and he thrust forward as I pushed back. And everything inside of me just exploded. The impact of his dick into my ass was like a bomb going off, and I just went nuts. “Yes, yes....fuck me, fuck my ass....harder Jack, harder!” “You like that Ev? You like getting fucked?” “Oh yeah, fuck me Jack, fuck me all night.” “Beg me Jack, beg me to keep going.” “Please Jack, please....” I said trying to push as hard as I could back. “You really want this?” I nodded and whined. He pulled his dick out. I turned around panicked, my ass sting from the emptiness. He sat back, “Here's my dick bud, come and get it.” I realized that this was different, that I was no longer being fucked, that he wanted me to go over there and do it myself. I could hear my ego scream and me not to do this, that I was straight and I needed to stop. I saw Jack's dick twitch a drop of precum pooled up at the tip... I moved over, straddled his waist and guided his cock into me. “Come on big boy, ride me.” I put my hands around his neck, looped my legs under his knees and pushed myself down on his member. I threw my head back and moaned as I felt it bottom out in me. My sexuality screamed in despair and I just slammed myself again and again on his dick. “Whose my fucking jock bitch?” Jack asked. I slowed a little and he added, “Only jock bitches get fucked...” And again it was another line...a line my ass didn't care about. “I'm your jock bitch Jack, I am...” “Who owns your ass?” “You do Jack, you do....” “You gonna let me fuck you anytime I want?” I nodded, “Just fuck me Jack...harder.” He began to thrust up with my movements and I fucking squealed again. “Yeah scream for that dick, come on bitch...fuck yourself....harder, faster...” I did everything he said, not caring about anything else in the world but the pleasure I was feeling. “You want me to breed you?” he asked. I didn't know what that meant. “You want me to shoot my load into you? You wanna feel my cum in your tight jock ass?” I nodded, not sure what I was doing any more. “Stroke your cock for me,” he commended, “Lemme see your big dick react to me fucking you.” I grabbed my dick, who had been ready to fire off at any second and he began to push up like a fucking jackhammer. “Come on bitch, come on you knock bitch...take my seed....take it....” “Breed me Jack....fucking breed me...” I cried as my hand blurred up and down the length of my cock. “Cum for me bitch, cum for your man...” “Jack....JACK!!!” I honestly lost time. My load shot and I think I passed out for a moment. It was like an out of body experience, I could feel the warmth of Jack's cum flooding my ass, the throb of it as he just shot again and again....I could feel his nails dig into the muscles of my back as he held me there, pressed against his sweaty body, making me take his load like the jock bitch I was. I could feel the cum splash against my face and I know my tongue darted out to catch what I could. The wet warmth against our chest and abs was like a baptism as a part of my mind realized what complete ecstasy felt like. As I collapsed forward into Jack he embraced me and pulled me into him. He leaned in and kissed me hard, and I found all I wanted to do was kiss him back. Jesus Christ...what have I become?

And for those of you worried, yes we are getting to the chem part soon, sorry it wasn't upfront, was trying to build a setting first. Chapter Four I limped out of the massage room, looking around at the empty locker room. Glancing over at the clock I realized practice was over and the guys were gone. Billy walked out behind me, locking the massage room behind him, “Guess we lost track of time huh? You need a ride home?” “No, no I have my car.” He shrugged, “Ok cool, see you tomorrow.” I nodded and he walked out. When I got to my locker I saw Jack sitting next to mine. “What took you?” “Um, had a kink,” I said opening my locker up. “Everyone's gone, coach told me to lock up when you were done.” “Sweet,” I said tossing my uniform into my locker, my hands on my jock. “Nope, don't touch it.” I glanced over at Jack, “What?” “I told you, I decide how to take them off,” he said standing up, “You promised.” I rolled my eyes, “Fine, what you want me to do dude?” “Lay down on the bench.” It took me a second to realize he wasn't joking, “What?” “Lie down on the bench, face up.” I sat down, “Why?” “Cause you promised.” He was right, I did and I always kept my word. I laid back on the bench and waited. He stood over me with a grin, “Don't move,” he said. He leaned down and took the band of the jock with his teeth and pulled it down. My eyes were glued to him as he slowly pulled the jock off, his hands on either side of my waist, holding me in place. Jack's breath was warm and my dick, though spent, started to react. Jack stopped pulling them down and rubbed his face against the pouch, awakening my cock fully. He just watched as my cock slowly elongated, pressing against the thin material. Jack blew on it and it got even larger. The jock strained at my tool, and then agonizing slow, my tip slowly slipped out of the side, pulling the jock aside. “There it is,” Jack said smiling. “Come on man, I need to get to Blackthorn.” “Shhhh...” he said, licking from my base to the tip. I groaned as my ass pressed up to feel it harder. “Come on man, this is gay,” I whined. Jack stopped and looked down at me, “You think it's gay?” “Dude, you're licking my dick! What else is it?” He shook his head, “Man you can me really selfish Everett.” He sat down and looked depressed. I sat up, “What did I do?” “You think I'm gay? I mean Jesus, man, that's mean.” “I'm sorry man, it's just...you were licking my dick. And you ate my load this morning.” “Yeah, and you think it's cause I'm gay?” “Isn't it?” He looked mad, “You don't even know what you have.” He got up and started pacing, now I was worried. I hated seeing Jack upset. “What you mean?” I asked. “Look at you man you're perfect. You're cut but thick, perfect bone structure...I mean you have the perfect body.” I felt myself blush at the compliment, I never thought about how I looked so it was nice to hear Jack compliment me. “So what does that have to do with anything? You think I'm hot?” “I'm not gay man!” he barked and I shrank back. “Look, what do you take in the morning, for supplements?” I began listing off the variety of powders and vitamins I grind up in a shake every morning. It was a lot.” “Right, that's a lot of money right?” I nodded. “Ok well I take them all too and I don't look like you.” “Dude,” I said standing up, “You look fine.” “I wanna be a beast like you.” I was confused. “I'm not gay man, I am trying to get your protein, from the source.” Still confused. “You take all of that and you have perfect genes, I figured if I drank your protein it would give me a boost, maybe let me catch up.” I looked at my dick then to him “You mean my cum?” He nodded, “I mean you blow gallons of it every time, what do you care?” What did I care? My friend was hurting, man he was right. I was a selfish asshole. “I'm sorry bro, I didn't even realize it. I take it all back, you can eat my cum anytime.” He smiled and pushed me back to the bench, “If it starts working, you know what that means?” I shook my head. “Dude then I have my protein and yours, if you took it back you'd be fucking Superman.” I wasn't sure how that worked out but Jack always knew best. “Lay back, let me bulk man,” he said pushing me back. I laid down and his mouth went over my half-hard dick and it instantly hardened. “Oh yeah Jack,” I said holding his head, “get that protein.” He began really going to town on me, his tongue swirling all over my cock, he was fucking better than any girl that had gone down on me. I bucked my hips up and he kinda gagged. “Hold up man,” he said wiping the spit away, “I gotta be ready for that.” I nodded and he want back to sucking me. It was so fucking good, after a minute or so I didn't care if it was Jack or not, there was a mouth on my cock and I loved it. He pulled his mouth off, “You wanna do me a favor?” “Sure,” I said, breathing quickly. “Jerk me off while I do this.” “Um...ok?” He stripped down and moved over me. His groin was over my face and he went back to sucking me off. I reached up and stroked him some, it was hard to focus with him slobbering all over my dick. I kept spacing out, just getting into the feelings, every time I did he'd push his dick down to remind me and I went back. Jack had a great cock, I mean it wasn't mine but it was a solid dick that any guy would want. I kept stroking him and he paused to ask, “Slick it up.” “With?” I asked, looking around. “Spit, your mouth man.” I looked back at the dick and thought about it. Jack slowly lowered his cock down, the tip pressed against my lips as I struggled to relax. The pressure pushed it in and my mouth opened, and his cock slid across my tongue. It was salty, I mean not bad or gross, just...it tasted like Jack. I was going to go back to jerking him off but his dick was positioning out of my mouth now, I didn't have a chance to pull off. He went back to really sucking my dick and I moaned, my tongue automatically rolling around the tip like he was doing to me. It happened a few times and I realized it was like sucking my own dick. I forgot it was Jack and just focused on getting myself off. His dick was moving to the left and right so I grabbed Jack's tight ass and held in place as I lowered his hips to my mouth, making sure the cock went where I wanted it to go. It was weird but I was getting off on the sensations that were engulfing my own dick. He stopped blowing me and stood up, “Lick,” he said, holding the tip of his dick at my mouth. “Wha?” He pushed it into my mouth and grabbed the side of my head, “Come on man, don't you wanna bulk up?” Everyone wanted to be bigger, the more power you had the harder you could hit a ball, the more home runs the closer you get to the big leagues. So I started to move his dick around in my mouth and he moaned, “Come on man, use that tongue more.” I rolled this dick around my tongue, sucking the precum that was flowing from my friend's dick. I slurped it down wanting every drop of protein I could get. “Jerk yourself off,” he said in a whisper. It was a good idea and I fisted my dick as I sucked. I loved stroking my big cock, I loved the feeling of both hands going up and down its length as I tried to get off. It turned me on to feel so much flesh in my hands and I began to get hazy again. I began to get into the blow job as I jerked off and after a while, I was just crazed again. He pulled his dick back and then pushed the whole thing back into my mouth, “Yeah come on bro, get that juice.” I gobbled the dick up greedily, I wanted that cum badly. “Yeah bro, harder, suck it. I'm close...” His dick was leaking heavily now and I was drinking every single pulse as fast as I could. He began fucking my mouth hard and I wanted him to shoot. He pulled his dick away and held it in his hand “You want this?” he asked. I nodded my mouth open with tongue out. “How bad you want it?” he said, slapping my cheek with his cockhead. “Come on Jack, let me drink your cum! I wanna be better.” “Lick my balls,” he said, pulling his dick up. There was a moment's hesitation from me and he added, “Or I'll shoot on the ground.” I put his balls in my mouth and began to roll them around, he moaned and I slicked up the smooth ballsac, hoping he was close. He pulled his balls back and held his dickhead out, “Good boy.” My mouth covered his head in a flash, his hands grabbing my head. He pushed his dick in and I felt myself start to gag. “Shhh...swallow, just swallow. Don't fight it, breathe through your nose...” I tried to calm down and stopped struggling. I was kind of lightheaded as his dick moved to the back of my throat... “Drink my cum, Palmer!” My mouth was suddenly filled with cum, just shot after shot hitting the back of my throat like a bullet. I swallowed as quickly as I could but some was gushing out the sides of my mouth. “Oh yeah, swallow it...all of it.” Once his load diminished I pulled back and took the rest of his shots and swallowed. I licked the sides of my mouth, getting what I could. He looked down at me and wiped some off my chin and held out his finger. I swallowed his finger in one gulp, my tongue automatically rolling around it like I had his cock. “How you feel?” “I need to blow!” I said jerking myself off. “Wait,” he said pushing me back to laying down again. He grabbed my legs and began to pull them up, he was bending me in half and was about to ask what the fuck he was doing... When the head of my dick hit my face. I automatically opened my mouth and started sucking the head of my own dick. “Fuck that's hot...” Jack said, pushing my ass down some. More of my cock filled my mouth and now I was happy I had practiced on Jack. I knew exactly what to do and it was fucking amazing! My dick was in heaven and it only took a few seconds for it to swell and then shoot another gusher of cum down my throat. Since I couldn't get my mouth off my dick cum just filled my mouth and then I started to choke. He let my legs go and my dick plopped out of my mouth, covering my face in cum. I was shocked for a moment but then I felt Jack's tongue, licking it off, slowly, grabbing every drop. “I swallowed some, sorry.” “I'll get it,” he said and plunged his tongue into my mouth. It was just like a kiss...but I knew Jack wasn't gay and he was just trying to bulk up. And since I wanted to bulk up as well, I licked the cum out of his mouth as well.

Part Eleven About an hour later Eli woke up, and found me sitting on the side of the bed. He jerked back, “Get away.” Oh lord, here we go again. I held up a bottled water, “Thought you might be thirsty after that.” “What's in it?” he asked defensively. I looked at the clear bottle and then to him, “Um, water?” He took it from me and drank half of it in one gulp, “Don't act like you didn't drug me before.” “Drug you? You got high all on your own, is this about us fucking?” He made a face, “You mean when you raped me.” I actually laughed at that, “Dude, look. You can say that shit out there because you think you need to save face or whatever, but truth of the matter is, you liked it and you know it.” He shook his head, “No I didn't.” I held up my phone and played some of the highlights from our session, his face fell in shock, but he didn't look away from the screen. “See that is you,”I pointed, “Riding me, begging for more. You don't look drugged, you look fucking turned on.” He shook his head and looked away from the screen, “I'm not gay.” I put the phone down, “Jesus everyone with things being gay and straight these days. You're right Eli, you probably aren't gay. But what you and me did, had nothing to do with sexuality.” I could tell from the look on his face he was not expecting me to say that, “What do you mean?” I scooted closer to him “It's about control and power. The fact of the matter is you like having control taken from you. You get off on someone having power over you. Believe it or not it' a pretty common turn on.” “I-I'm not like that,” he said as I got closer. I nodded and smiled, “Yes you are and that's ok man. Every guy down there has had their control taken away by me at some point. The fact they are being used and degraded is super erotic to them. They have girlfriends and fuck chicks all the live long day, but when I say fucking drop to your knees....they do.” He was caught like a rat to a cobra now. His entire attention was on me and my words, he had even stopped trying to move away from me as I edged closer still. “All of them?” I nodded, “I have fucked everyone of those guys at least once, and they got off on it. Do they seem gay to you?” He shook his head. “Are you gay?” Another shake. I was right next to him now, “Then why did you like it so much?” I leaned and pulled his head back. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him towards mine. I shoved my tongue into his mouth, at first he was just frozen, not sure what to do. I smacked the back of his head and he started to kiss me back, at first timidly but after a few seconds it picked up steam and finally we were full on making out. I broke the kiss and I saw him, eyes closed, mouth open, completely into it. He realized we'd stopped and closed his mouth. “Look Eli, you're horny. Your girlfriend won't put out until you marry her, you're too nice to cheat on her, so you're about ready to fucking burst. On top of that you've been the low man on the Parker totem pole because of your dick for so long, you like it. In fact you get off on it.” He opened his mouth to say something and I barked, “I didn't say you could speak.” His mouth snapped shut. “You're obsessed with big cocks, at first it was because you wanted one but see...” I stood up and dropped my shorts, exposing my cock, “You spent so long idolizing them, they turn you on. You know you have a little dick and you want to service big cocks. That's not a gay thing, it's a power thing. You know my cock has power over you...” I got back on the bed, “And you want me to lord it over you.” I took his hand and moved over my soft dick. He just started for a few and then gripped it, holding part of it in the palm of his hand. “You want this Eli, you know it. You're just too scared to admit it,” my voice was soothing and reassuring now, “This is a safe place, no one in this house will judge you, make fun of you or demean you for what you get off on. I promise you.” He was getting to get me hard. “You promise?” I nodded, “Swear to god.” He watched as my cock got hard and then to full length, the admiration on his face was almost comical. He looked at my cock and then back to me, and you could see his mind whirling. Fighting against who he thought he was and who he really was. I reached up and softly stroked his cheek and he leaned int it a little. Then I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down onto my cock. He groaned as he took it all. I let him bob on my dick for awhile, he needed to realize his hunger here in the light. Not drunk, not stoned, but here, of his own free will. He needed to accept how badly he wanted to be dominated and how far he would go to get it. He started licking my shaft up and down and even cupping my balls. He was really worshiping that dick. “Ok,” I said pulling my dick out of his mouth, “Lie down near the headboard.” “Why?” he asked and I pushed him down. “Because I said so motherfucker, you want to piss me off?” “No sir!” he said quickly, looking terrified, but his cock was leaking all the same. He scooted up towards the headboard and I tied his hands together again. I made sure they were secured and looked down on him. “See, now you're mine. You're going to lie there and let me do whatever I want, aren't you?” He looked up at me with wide eyes, “Yes sir, please sir.” I reached over and grabbed the blindfold off my desk, “Close your eyes.” He looked excited and scared all at the same time as he closed his eyes and I fastened the blindfold in place. It had weighted pads so there was no way he was going to be able to see anything. I made sure everything was in place and then tweaked his nipples some, “You like that?” He was looking around, following my voice, “Yes sir...I like it a lot.” And from the way his cock was bobbing, he was telling the truth. I got off the bed, “I'm gonna get naked and then you're mine bitch.” “I'm ready sir,” he answered eagerly. He felt the bed move and someone straddle his chest, a hard cock pressed against his lips. He moaned as the cock pushed into his mouth, filling it so wide his jaw ached. “Yeah, eat that cock,” I said to him, “Feel that shaft...lick the shaft, more...” His mouth went nuts as he followed my orders, his cock was leaking like a faucet now. “Yeah feel that big cock, you want that big cock don't you?” He answered the best he could with a huge cock in his mouth and I just laughed, “I'm gonna take that as yes sir.” His mouth was slammed again and again, it was obvious Eli liked being facefucked. The cock pulled out and he was panting, his tongue licking his lips. “You like that cock?” “Yes sir!” he shouted. “You want more of that cock?” “Oh please sir....please...” “You'd do anything for that cock?” “Anything...” I reached over and took the blindfold off. He looked up and saw Sammy, sitting on his chest, his massive cock covered in his big brother's spit. “You want my cock?” Sammy asked, Eli looked shellshocked. “No judgments here Eli, it's just us, no one will know anything,” I assured him. He looked to me and then back up at Sammy. Sammy pointed his cock down, towards his brother's mouth and leaned in. Eli's mouth refused to open for a second so Sammy just slapped his face with his monster. “Open up” smack “Eli” smack “We both” smack “Know you” smack “Want this” smack Eli had his eyes closed but from the way his dick was twitching, he was more turned on than he ever had been. Sammy put his cock back to his brother's lips, “Open up Eli.” Nothing. “Eli...” he warned, Nothing. “ELI!” he shouted and his older brother's eyes flew open. “Suck my fucking cock NOW!” This time the mouth opened and Sammy pushed his cock into Eli's mouth, both of them groaning. I let Sammy set the rhythm of the facefuck for a few minutes, I needed to see if Eli's lust was going to outweigh his judgment. When Sammy pulled out and Eli kept licking the under shaft of his little brother, I knew this was a go. I undid the belt and Eli's hands went straight to Sammy's perfect baseball ass and began to devour the cock he had so long wanted. Sammy had a hand on Eli's head as he watched his older brother worship his cock, ravishing it, devouring it, doing anything he could to push more of it in his mouth. Eli pushed Sammy off of him, and switching sides. Now Sammy was on his back and Eli was between his legs, just licking and sucking that cock for everything it was worth. Sammy watched as his older brother licked his balls with reverence, moaning and grunting as he tried to take the whole cock at once. It was a sight to see, Sammy's perfect, lean body, massive cock pointing skyward and his older brother on his knees, serving it like all fuck pigs should. Eli held the cock with both hands, jerking it, squeezing it, loving every inch of it. Sammy gestured for Eli to scoot up and his older brother complied like a kid of Christmas. Sammy pulled him into a kiss that Eli returned with gusto. Sammy's hips grinded upwards, that huge python slipping through the muscular soccer ass of his brother. Eli pushed back, relishing the feel of the massive tool he had lusted over for so long touching his bare skin. I grabbed some lube and covered Sammy's shaft liberally with it and then took a good gob of it and pressed it into Eli's hole. He gasped at the kiss and then moaned as I made sure the walls of his ass were slick and ready. Sammy was really driving his hips up and watching the nine inch monster split Eli's jock ass was as erotic as all fuck. Sammy pulled back a little and when he went forward, slipped it by Eli's hole, making the older boy shudder for a moment as it passed by. They did this for awhile, dry humping each other, Sammy's cockhead getting dangerously close to entering his brother, but the angle was all wrong. Finally Eli growled and sat up, the cock throbbing against his lower back. He leaned forward slightly and with great deliberateness, placed his little brother's cockhead to his tight hole. It pressed there and they both gasped a little as Eli pushed back and Sammy slowed started to breach his ass. “Ohh....fuccckkkk.....” Eli groaned as the head popped in, he started panting and placed his hands on Sammy's chest, “Wait...wait....fuck you're so big...” I expected Sammy to just shove his cock in, he had been waiting to fuck Eli for so long now, it was kinda expected. But instead he waited as Eli's hole got used to the massive intruder. Eli bobbed up and down on the first few inches before bearing down and pushing. Half of Sammy's rod plunged into Eli and I could see his hands clenching and unclenching around Eli's waist, he wanted to get to fucking so bad...but he waited. “Shit...shit...” Eli said through ragged breaths...”It's like a baseball bat...” I grabbed some more lube and covered the bottom part of Sammy's cock and shoved a couple of fingers into Eli's ass for good measure. I got on the bed and and held Eli steady. “Ok, here we go. Don't push down, don't thrust up, just sit there, and let gravity take you the rest of the way in.” Eli stopped moving and Sammy's hands dropped to his sides. I was holding Eli up now under his arms and once they caught their breath, I let go. Slowly half an inch at a time, Eli slid down his little brother's cock, moaning as it cleaved farther and father into him. “Feel that Eli? Feel my cock in you?” Sammy asked with a grin. “Fuck, fuck...jesus Sammy...your cock...too big....” “Take this cock, “Sammy barked, “You spent so much time drooling over it, now take the whole thing.” Eli was whimpering as he sank, Sammy's thick base stretching him ever farther open. “Tell me about my cock Eli,” Sammy said, “Tell me the first time you wanted it.” “I...I was....shit...you had to get a swimsuit for water polo....fuck!” “Go on...” Sammy pressed. “A..and....you went into the dressing room to try one on...oh...oh....shit shit shit....and you asked me to come in....fuck Sammy...” “I asked you to come in and...” “You had them on and your cock...fuck your cock was just stuffed to the side, filling the whole thing up. It was obscene, and you asked if it was supposed to be this tight and I could stop looking at your cock...you fucking incredible cock...” “What did you want to do?” “I wanted to rip those speedos off and just lick it, and suck it...and just...just....oooohhhhh.....” Sammy's pubes his his brother's ass. “You got it...you got it all...” Eli sat there, his face red with concentration as he felt all nine inches of his little brother's cock fill his tight little jock ass. Sammy reached up and pulled his brother's face to his, “I knew you could take it bro, I knew you were man enough.” Eli kissed him and I had to give the kid credit, he was reinforcing Eli's ego by not only giving him a compliment but equating his masculinity with bottoming. Damn I wish I had thought of that. “Shit...so big...” Eli moaned... “Come on big brother...” Sammy said and Eli locked eyes with him. “Ride my cock.” Eli closed his eyes and pulled up a few inches and he cried out as is ass complained about the huge girth of the giant jock dick shoved into it. He slid back down and he threw his head back in pleasure as he bottomed out. Sammy pulled him up and then thrust up and Eli let out a cry of pain. “Fuck...jesus...” I grabbed the poppers and shoved it under Eli's nostril. “Inhale.” He took a deep breath with no hesitation, I moved to the other on he took an even longer hit. I moved down to Sammy and put it under his nose, “Trust me, you will loses your shit.” He took two hits as Eli started to go under. “Oh fuck yeah...” he said grinding up and down on Sammy's cock like he had been made for it. Sammy made a sound and grabbed Eli's hips and actually growled. The two brothers went at it, one massive cock smashing into a tiny, little jock pussy, both of them lost in the moment. Eli was slamming himself down hard as Sammy raised his hips up to meet him. I was surprised I didn't see the top of Sammy's cock coming out of Eli's mouth they were fucking so hard. They were silent for a good few minutes, the only sound was flesh hitting flesh as they just fucked each other like animals. Finally Sammy pushed Eli off and threw his older brother on his back. He kicked Eli's legs apart with his own and just shoved his cock back into him. Eli grunted a Sammy began to piledrive into him like a madman. Eli was beyond words, all he could do was mew and moan as Sammy completely destroyed his jock pussy. I thought that was going to tbe the worst of it but Sammy grabbed Elis throat and bore down on him. “You're my cunt now, right? This is my cunt now!” Eli nodded, unable to speak with his air being cut off. “You're my cumdump now, this is my pussy and you will present it whenever I say, do you understand me?” Eli nodded again, his eyes rolling back into his head. I was about to stop him when Sammy let go and grabbed his brother's cock. “You belong to me know, this is my pussy, this is my dick. You live just to service me.” Eli moaned a low, “Yessssssisiitrrrr...” and then came like a freight train. Cum sprayed all over Sammy's abs as his brother convulsed around his cock, his arms failed and his toes curled as he realized his dream of getting grudgefucked by his little brother. Sammy pumped a few times and then pulled out of his brother, moving up to his mouth, “Open! Open your fucking mouth!” Eli opened his mouth as Sammy placed his massive head on his brother's tongue. He stroked his huge shaft twice and began spewing cum into Eli's mouth. “Drink it, drink all of it...that's your fucking milk now. This is what you eat for breakfast...” Eli groaned at the debasement but slurped up every drop of Sammy's massive load like a calf to a tit. Once he was done Sammy grabbed a hunk of Eli's hair, “Clean it off, lick your filth off my cock.” And like a tamed cat, Eli leaned in and licked all of the cum and lube off his little brother's cock, a smile on his face the whole time. Sammy looked over at me and winked, I had never been so turned on in my fucking life.

Part Ten His cock was bobbing as I worked around the shaft, stroking him as I went. He was thrashing back and forth in pleasure as he moaned for me to keep going. I got him pretty close and then moved to this thighs, nibbling the inside of them while his cock calmed down. I couldn't have him shooting yet, cause when he came he was going to come down off his fuck high and get freaked out about being with a guy. I needed to keep him just this side of delirious without blowing his load. I raised his legs up and started working on his balls. Unlike Sammy they weren't shaved and his pubes were kinda wild. That told me he was indeed a virgin cause any guy these days would do a at least a little mascaping if someone was gonna see your shit. Once I stated licking his moans became louder and I knew I was the first tongue to ever touch him down here. My tongue trailed all over his ballsack, making him blubber in response. I needed to get to his ass but from this position it was going to be a challenge. I stopped, grabbed a pillow and nearly folded him in half, as I placed the pillow under the top of his ass. Once I let his go his ass was propped upright, giving me access to that little soccer ass, no waiting. I went back to his balls and then moved down to below him. I don't know if you've ever had that space between your balls and ass worked on but let me assure you, it is a first class ticket to your complete pleasure, no waiting. Once I started he yelped in surprise which was replaced with moans and pleads for me to stop, do it harder, faster...Eli didn't know what he was saying any more, he was just feeling things he had never dreamt of before. Once I had him reeling I moved lower, pulling his hairy cheeks apart, looking for the treasured land. He may have been into this but he was still under the impression he was a straight male with some semblance of control over what was happening so when I began to lap around his hole he freaked. “Wha...no...not there....” he exclaimed as his ass tightened up. I could hear him struggling with the belt but I knew that was a waste of time. I kept knocking at his door but his ass remained closed, he was not going to go gently into that good night. Which meant plan B. I sat up and he had terror in his eyes as he realized he couldn't get free and I was in control. It's an important time in breaking someone, this is where they would scream, running into the night, or they would accept their fate and enjoy it. It was all how you played it. I got up and opened my dresser drawer and pulled out a small brown bottle. Getting back onto the bed I opened it and brought it up to his nose, “Inhale.” “What's that!” he asked, real panic in his voice. He started breathing through his mouth which meant he was going to fight me. Had to admit, I liked it better that way. With my other hand I grabbed his throat and pressed in. He gagged for a moment as he struggled. “That's it, tire yourself out,” I said patiently. He thrashed a few times and then I saw his eyes start to lose focus. I let go, closed his mouth and put the bottle up to his nose, “Inhale.” He did, dazed and slightly unaware of what was happening. I put it up to his other nostril and ordered him to do it again. With two huge doses I out the poppers down and went to work between his legs again. This time when my tongue probed his virgin ass he moaned and I felt his tiny rosebud open and close in response. I shoved my tongue into him and he whimpered as he found himself impaled on my face, his body sending him feelings he had never felt before. I ravaged his hole, getting as deep as I could while he was zoned out on the poppers. It was important I had his ass adjusted to my tongue before he came to and started to fight me again. Both of my hands spread his meaty thighs apart as I dove my tongue into him over and over again. His head moved side to side as he called out in passion, the poppers not making him care what was happening to him. Once he was good and moist I moved back to his head and slipped a finger into him, slowly but forcefully. “Ung....” he cried out at the violation. I grabbed the bottle and held it to his nose again, “Inhale.” This time he didn't fight me, he just took a deep breath from one side and then the other. I out the bottle down and began to finger fuck him in earnest. At first he babbled, I hear no...not this....please....and some other crap, until I was able to press far enough in to find what I was looking for. My finger moved over his prostate and his whole body jumped as if shocked. “Yeah...there it is...”I whispered in his ear as I began to just smash his joybutton again and again. It was like having a puppet, I moved my finger and he jerked all over, his cock burping precum with every contact. I slipped a second one in and he protested again, another round of poppers later and his head fell back as he let out a thirsty, “Yeess.....” as I went to town. He was trying to push back as I nearly slipped my fingers out and then slammed them home. He was completely into it, when I pressed a third finger to his hole I said, “Relax...here comes more.” This time when the three of them forced their way in he let out a low groan, but he did indeed relax his ass instead of complaining. Now I was just pounding him, spreading his walls as much as I could while still assaulting his prostate to keep him in check. Once there was almost no resistance from his ass I began to move into the last phase. “You like that don't you?” I asked, making sure I accented every word with a thrust. He nodded, sweat flying everywhere. “You know why?” I asked. He didn't answer, he just kept pushing back onto my hand. “Who know why you like this Eli?” I slipped my hand off and he let out an audible moan of disappointment. “It's cause what you were made for,” I said moving between his legs. “What?” he asked, breathlessly. “It's why god gave you brothers such big dicks and you got this tiny little thing,” I said griping his cock. It was anything but little, but it was his delusion I was playing into so fuck it. “Nooo....” he whined. “It is a tiny little dick, you know that Eli, come on, admit it.” I kept stroking him and his he kept trying to deny it. “Come on Eli....admit it to me...” He let out a huge breath and said, “I have a tiny dick...I do....” “You know why?” He looked at me with huge eyes. “Because he gave you something better,” I said slipping my fingers into him slowly, “He gave you this perfect jock pussy,” I hit his prostate and his back arched as I just attacked it mercilessly, “Feel that Eli? That's your pussy, you feel that?” He shook his head but I just kept hitting him over and over again. “What is it Eli? Tell me what this is...” He finally burst out with a savage, “MY PUSSY! IT'S MY JOCK PUSSY!” I slipped my fingers out and he fell back to the bed, his entire frame coated with sweat. “See, not so hard to admit is it?” I reached over and grabbed the bottle and a small tube of lube. He was just breathing heavy, his cock swollen and aching, dying for release. “Can I cum please?” he asked in a pathetic voice. “Oh you're going to cum...” I said coating my cock with lube, “But I haven't told you, you know why god gave you this pussy?” “Why sir?” I tossed the packet off the bed and moved the bottle up to his head, “Inhale.” This time he leaned in to do it, no resistance, no fighting, in fact he looked eager.” He fell back onto the pillow and I put the poppers down. “He gave you this pussy so you could make yourself useful,” I lined my cock up to his hole, “See....you're here to make big dicks feel good.” I pushed into him and he just groaned, too deep into his popper high to protest. “This pussy is for big cocks Eli, you're meant for big cocks.” I thrust into him fully and he let out a low moan as I bottomed out in him, letting his tight, little jock ass get used to my dick. “This is what you wanted Eli,” I said not moving, feeling the walls of his ass contract around my ass, trying to struggle with my thickness, “You look at those big cocks and you want them, you want to worship them...you want them in you don't you?” I slowly stated to slide out and then reversed and slammed him again. He let out a grunt as my hips slammed him. Another slow pull out and an ever harder slam. This time the sound was high pitched and longer. “Come on Eli, you like that? You like servicing that big cock?” I slammed him a few more times and each time he struggled to catch his breath. I picked up my pace and he called out a strained, “Wait...stop.” I paused and he looked up at me, lust filling his expression. We stared at each other for a long second, I was wondering if had snapped out of it, if this was where he fought me. Instead he looked at me and said, “I need another hit.” With my cock still in him I leaned forward and grabbed the belt, unlocking it as his hands fell to the bed. “It's right there,” I said gesturing to the desk. He reached over and took the bottle and took two hits all by himself. He put it down before he groaned and fell back to the pillow. “Ready?” He nodded and I began to fuck him for real. And he let out a loud, “Fuck yeah...” as I raised his hips and began to pile drive him as hard as I could. “Yeah feel that cock Eli? Feel that big cock in your pussy? You like that? You like that cock?” “Fuck me....” he intoned, “Fuck my pussy.” He reached towards his cock and I slapped his hand away, “Do not touch that!” His hands went to his side as I fucked him faster, his hands were clenched, two handfuls of my sheets in them as he held on for dear life. “You feel that cock? Come on Eli...you like that cock?” “Feel so good...”he admitted, his voice distant and dreamy, “Such a big cock...” “This is what you always wanted Eli, you wanted a big cock, needed it.” He nodded as I grabbed his legs and spread them. “You need that big cock Eli?” With his legs spread like a bitch I began to destroy his ass and he just cried out. “I need it...please sir...give me that big cock.” “Always wanted a big cock didn't you? You'd watch Sammy, watch his big cock, wondering what it would feel to have one, to touch one...to have on in you...” I put his ankles on my shoulders as I leaned in, pressing even further into him, “Right Eli? That's what you dreamed of? Dreamed of big cocks?” “Yes...yes....wanted them....so much...” He was pushing back into me hard and there was no doubt his hesitation was gone. He was completely into this, there was no turning back for him. I paused and slipped my hands around his back, “You know what I really think you wanted?” Our faces were almost touching, “What?” I pulled him up until he was straddling me, my cock wedged in his ass. He groaned from the new position, I was hitting all new parts of his manpuusy now and he was feeling it. “Know what you wanted all along?” I asked, pulling him up off my cock a few inches. “What sir?” I grinned and said, “I think you wanted to feel Sammy's cock this whole time.” And I let his waist go, and watched him slide down my cock, the image of Sammy fucking him in his mind. “Nnnnoooooo....” he protested as he bottomed out on my cock. I pulled him up again “Yeah you did, you always worshiped your brothers, you always wanted to service them, make them feel good...you wanted to feel Sammy's huge cock didn't you?” I let him go again and he slid down my entire length, groaning the whole time. “Come on Eli, admit it,” I said pulling him up again, “How bad do you want your little brother to fuck you?” This time when I let him go I thrust up, making him yelp in shock. “Imagine his huge cock, feel how good this feels,” I said bouncing him up and down a few times for good measure, “How good would his cock feel?” This time he closed his eyes and let out a moan that told me he was not only feeling it, but was ashamed as fuck for feeling it. “That's what you need Eli, big cocks, lots of big cocks up your pussy. Right? You want Sammy's cock up your pussy, don't you? Don't you? Come one Eli...you want that don't you?' He was now riding me willingly, him pushing down as I thrust into him. He was lost, he was completely in the fuck zone, there was nothing else that counted right now than this sex. If his dad walked into the room right now he wouldn't stop, He wanted this, need it on a primal level. “Come Eli...say it....” “I want big cocks...” he said panting. “What big cocks?” “Big cocks...big cocks for my pussy...” “Whose cock do you want in your pussy Eli?” I reached down and grabbed his cock. “Tell me whose cock you want to cum Eli...you want to cum? Tell me...” He grabbed my shoulders and impaled himself on my thick cock willingly, “Sammy, I want Sammy's big horse cock in me...I want Sammy..Sammy....Sammmy....” His cock exploded in my hand, covering both of our chests with what felt like gallons of cum. He had no ability for speech any more, he was just speaking tongues as his ass clenched again and again on my cock. “Gonna breed your pussy...” I said feeling myself lose control. “You wanna have my babies Eli? You want me to breed you?” He nodded, “Cum in my pussy...please...cum in my pussy....” I grunted as I shot load after load into another Parker brother. His twitched as the last of his orgasm hit him and then fell forward into me. I laid him back onto my bed and slipped my cock out of him. He was so sexy now. An hour ago he was a straight, virgin soccer jock with a girlfriend and promise ring. Now he was a cum covered slut who had just begged me to fuck him while fantasizing about his little brother fucking him. I could see my cum draining out of his wrecked hole and knew, this was a job well done. “Holy fuck...” Sammy said stumbling out of the closet. I turned and looked at him, “Shhh...don't wake him up. I'm pretty sure he's sober now.” Sammy made a face and I pointed for the door. We both sneaked out as quietly as possible. Once at the stairs he looked at me with bright eyes, “Dude, that was amazing! I was so...” I could tell, the front of his shirt was stained with cum. Leaning in I kissed him, “So you liked me fucking your brother?” “Fuck yeah!” “You wanna fuck him next?” A look of pure lust passed over his face, “Fuck yeah!” I just smiled, I had created a monster.

Chapter Three My next period was a blur, all I could think about was what I had just done. Twice. With Jack it was one thing, I mean we've been best friends since forever and we've jerked off the moment we knew we could cum. Him jerking me off and taking my load...it just seemed like the next step I guess. What the step after that was, that was troubling. But Mr. Blackthorn, what the fuck man? It was like he knew every button to push with me. Rubbing my cock, getting me all hard. It was like he knew once I started getting horny my mind got fuzzy and I just went with whatever felt good. Everything he did felt fucking good. But I wasn't gay, no way man. I had a girlfriend, who I fuck regularly, she likes it. But Blackthorn made me fucking shoot like I hadn't jerked off in a month. Plenty of girls have felt me up at away games, all through high school chicks wanted to suck my dick and I let them. But why did his finger feel so...right? The bell rang and I rushed off to the lunchroom. I needed...well I needed a lot but food would help. I tossed like three of whatever they were serving on my plate and found a table with the rest of the guys in the corner. They were going on about whatever and laughing it up like they didn't have a care in the world. When I sat down I tried to be like them. “What's up Mighty Joe?” one of the guys asked. Another nickname based on my dick. “Chillin, you guys?” “We're just making plans for the after game party this weekend. Phillips's parents are gonna be gone and we were thinking of some party favors.” “Oh cool, like balloons?” I asked. They all laughed their ass off. “Yeah like balloons, you coming right Palmer?” Jack sat down next to me, “MY man here miss a party? Never!” The guys cheered again and went back to talking. “I was looking everywhere for you since when do you come straight to lunch?” I shrugged, “I was hungry.” He stared at me for a long second, “What did you get up to?” “What?” I asked looking up quickly. A smile came across his face, “What did you get into in two fucking periods? You jerk off in class?” “No! I said trying to sound offended, though that was exactly what I was doing before Blackthorn stopped me He narrowed his eyes in suspicion and I was about to break when a pair of arms draped around my shoulders, “Hey sweetie!:” Cheryl kissed my cheek and I suddenly felt super guilty. “Hey babe,” I said giving her a quick peck. “Coming over after practice again?” she asked with a wink. “I can't!” I said suddenly, “I have tutoring after practice this week.” “You do?” she asked. “You do?” Jack asked as well. “Yeah, Mr. Blackthorn says I am failing and is willing to give me private lessons to catch up.” “You're going over to Blackthorn's house after practice?” Jack asked. I nodded and looked at Cheryl, “Sorry, I have no idea how late it will be the I have to be up early for class...” She gave me a fake pout but I could see the disappointment in her eyes, “You better make it up to me,” she leaned in and gave my dick a squeeze through my jeans. I was surprised my dick did not respond. “I promise,” I said kissing her back. She bopped off and left me with a questioning Jack. “So really?” he asked. I went back to my food. “What did you and Blackthorn talk about?” “School stuff,” I mumbled. “Uh-huh,” he said leaning in close, “Did you guys...you know?” I nodded once. “Holy shit!” Jack said loudly, drawing the attention of everyone at the table. “He was telling me about the shit he does with his girl,” Jack explained and the guys nodded and went back to their conversations. “What did you do?” he asked in a whisper. I shook my head, letting him know I didn't want to talk about it. “You have to tell me Ev,” he pleaded. I looked around and then at him, “Same thing we did...like almost the same thing except it was all him.” He processed all this, “So he jerked you off and then....like...swallowed?” “The whole thing,” I said, not hungry anymore. “Dude...and you're going over there tonight?” “To study!”I insisted. “I'm behind in the class too, I should come as well.” I gave Jack a panicked look. “What? And to be there as moral support man. I'm your bro, you know that.” That was true, if Jack came with me it would be less likely that I would get all fucking horny again and...well let all of that happen again. “Ok, but you can't tell anyone!” Jack smiled, “Dude, I always keep your secrets. He was right, he always had. After classes, I got into the locker room began to put my uniform off when I realized I still didn't have my jock. “Shit,” I said to myself. “What's up, man?” Jack asked, getting dressed next to me. “I still don't have my jock, I lost it last night.” He reached into his locker and pulled a spare one out, “I am going to get that back.” he said. Sure,” I assured him, slipping my jeans off. “I get to choose how I get it back,” he said and I just nodded, “Promise me.” I glanced over at him, “Whatever you say, dude.” Pushing my dick down I made sure everything was held and started slipping my uniform on. Jack seemed overly amused for some reason. We got out onto the field and it was pretty clear from the start I was not up to snuff. I hadn't gotten enough rest last night and I was kinda sore from the double workout. I tried to keep up as much as I could but the third rounds of sprints I had to pause because I was getting a stitch in my side. “Palmer!” Coach Moore yelled, “Get off my field, Billy, see if he's hurt.” I cursed as I walked off the field, Billy waiting for me at the locker room door, “Anything hurt?” he asked. I shook my head as I walked into the locker room. “Come into my office,” he said, opening the door to the massage room. “I'm fine,” I said, “I just needed to catch my breath.” “You were holding your side, strip and get on the table.” “Coach” I whined. “Strip! Now!” he barked. I shut up and started shedding my clothes. The table was closed as I laid down on it in only Jack's jock. Billy closed the door and I heard it lock loudly. “” Ok, let's get down to business,” he said grabbing some oil and rubbing his hands together to warm it up. His hand touched my back and started to knead the knots out of my back. “Oh yeah...” I sighed as he began to work. We were silent for a few minutes, I felt myself dozing off I was so relaxed. “So do I want to ask why you're wearing Jack's underwear?” “Lost my jock,” I murmured, just on the edge of falling asleep. “It's a little tight,” he said slipping his hands under the back straps. “His dick is smaller...” the words just fell out of my mouth. He chuckled, “I bet that's true for a lot of people.” His hands went down to my legs and I began to doze off again. “How are your glutes?” he asked, waking me up. “Sore from running but ok,” I answered truthfully. He moved up to my ass and I felt his fingers start to kneed the sore muscles. Like I normally do, I started getting hard, which was painful in Jack's jock. “Shit!” I yelped jerking up. My dick was practically bent in half in the pouch and I reached in and freed it. It slapped up to my abs and I felt my face redden, “Sorry, it was stuck.” Willia smiled and nodded, “No problem, lay back down.” My dick was pressed between the table and my flesh and he went back to my ass. As he worked on it what happened with Blackthorn came up and I was curious. “Can I ask you something?” I asked. “Always man.” “So...why does playing with your ass turn you on?” “My ass?” “Nonono, I meant in general. Why does someone playing with your ass turn people on so much?” “Ah, did your girlfriend slip a finger somewhere?” I wasn't going to tell him it wasn't Cheryl but I nodded nonetheless. “Ok, well the long answer is the buttocks is a serious erogenous zone and super sensitive because people usually don't think about it.” “Um, the short answer?” I asked, not sure what he had just said. “There's something in there that is like a sex button.” I glanced over at him, “You're joking.” He shook his head, “Nope, not even a little.” I said nothing for a long time, just thinking about it. “You know in physicals when they test your prostate?” “Um, my what?” “When they put a finger up your butt.” “Oh yeah, that.” “Well, what they are checking is it.” Why do they check it then?” “Because it swells or is abnormal it could mean serious medical conditions. When was the last time yours was checked?” This morning? I didn't say that. “Um, I dunno.” “Ok, well let's show you what I mean and check you at the same time.” I was anxious but my stomach was in knots, like when I first kiss a girl. “Turn over,” he said. “But you're checking my butt,” I said, turning over. My dick pointing skyward. “Trust me, I know what I'm doing,” he said grabbing the lotion again, “Bend one leg and keep it up.” I bend my knee and his hand went between my legs. The cold lotion made me flinch but he put a hand on my chest to hold me in place, “Shhh...stay still and relax.” His finger traced around my hole like it was mapping it my touch. It was weird but nothing that felt like a sex button. “Ok, here we go,” he said, pushing a finger into me. My ass left the table and if he hadn't been holding me down I would have fallen off. “Stop!” he commanded, his voice making me freeze, “Relax.” His finger pushed in again, this time I forced myself to stay still. “Relax!” he said again. “I'm trying!” “Push out...” He saw my confusion. “Like you're taking a shit, push out.” Oh, ok. I relaxed and his finger went into the first knuckle. “Whaaa....” I gasped as my dick twitched all on its own. “Is that it?” He laughed, “We aren't even close, now relax again.” I focused and his finger went deeper, there was a small amount of discomfort but it was also super exciting, which made me ignore it. “Spread your legs,” he said and I bent both knees and widened them. His finger went even deeper and it was starting to feel...weird. Not good, just weird. “I don't think...” I began to say and then something exploded inside of my ass. “Holy fuck!” I roared as I clamped down on his finger. “Relax, relax,” he said in a soothing voice, “We're getting close.” “W-what was...” “Relax,” he snapped and I felt my ass go loose. His finger pushed in again and I could feel something just go nuts inside of me. My dick started leaking like crazy and I felt my ass push down. “I can't find it...” he said, moving his finger around, causing fireworks to go off in me. My eyes rolled back as my dick just jerked with every thrust, pre-cum fell all over my abs as he kept looking. “Ok hold on...” he pulled his finger out and I felt so empty. My ass had tried to follow his finger and my dick was ready to blow. “What, what happened?” “Can't find it, going to have to try to,” he said holding up two fingers and putting oil on them, “Relax and push out.” Two fingers kind of burned, I don't remember any doctor using two fingers to do this but I didn't care because as he hooked his fingers in me it touched whatever it was and I moaned out loud. “Ok, I think it's around here...” He began thrusting his fingers harder and my entire body reacted. Whatever he was hitting was like nothing I had before, every time he pushed in it was like fucking sex in that second. He did it a couple more times and then he pulled out, leaving me panting. “Dude, I'm worried. I can't find it and I should have by now.” My abs were slick with cock snot and my hole was still twitching, “What you mean?” “You might have a problem man, it might be too small.” That worried the fuck out of me, “What's that mean?” “I dunno yet, here...” He pulled me to the edge of the table, my long legs hanging down. “Ok, when I say so grab your knees and hold them apart, and I am going to try on more time. I might have to call a doctor in.” “Whatever it is, find it!” I pleaded. “Ok, grab em.” I grabbed my legs and pulled them back, leaving my ass cheeks open. “Ok, relax and push, ready?” I nodded. This time I could tell it was three fingers, it hurt as he pushed in and I grunted as he made his way deeper and deeper. “Shit coach!” I said as the pain increased. “Hang in there Everett...hold on.” He finally hit bottom or whatever and stopped. My ass spasmed around his fingers is it tried to adjust to the invader. “Take a breath, let me know when you want more.” I took a few breathes and then nodded, “Do it.” He pushed in and hit that thing again. Instantly the pain was forgotten as I threw my head back and whimpered. “Wait, I think that's it,” he said. He thrust again and again and each time my dick twitched harder and harder, dangerously close to cumming. “Come on Everett, hang on...” His fingers jammed again and again...and I was crying out in fucking ecstasy. “Push back, push back hard.” I began to slam my ass down on his hand, stars flashing in front of my eyes as the pleasure multiplied. Again and again, I pulled myself up and then shoved my ass down on the digits. “Yeah, that's it...harder.” “Oh yeah,” I said panting, “How close coach?” “Almost, just on the edge.” “Harder...” I said more to myself than to him. “Harder...” I was really going to town on his hand, I could feel the base of it touching the edge of my hole as I forced those fingers deeper and deeper inside me. “That's it Everett, you're almost there..” I was lost in sex. I didn't care what I was doing, who I was doing it with, all I knew was the sensations coming from my ass and the want, the need for more. “Fuck me, fuck me...” I began to chant, not even sure what I was saying. “Yeah, fuck yourself Everett, fuck yourself harder.” I was lost and just pushed again and again and again... And my cock erupted. Cum went flying over my head twice, my forehead, my cheek and a big ol glob on my mouth. I was so lost in the moment my tongue came out and just licked it away. I could feel warm splashes all over my chest and abs, and all from never having touched my dick. As I got my breath back I realized I was still rocking back on his hand, trying to milk the last moments of my orgasm from him. Slowly he pulled his fingers out, making me wince. When he was free, I felt so empty, so...I don't know. Like I wanted more “Ok, yeah, you definitely have an underdeveloped prostate, but I don't think we need to worry.” I wiped the sweat and cum from my forehead, “Why?” “Well it responded to what we were doing, so I think if we set up a regiment of training it, you know like any muscle, we can get it back to where it should.” “More? Like this again?” He smiled, “Unless you want to go to a doctor, there is a shot they can...” “No, sir! We can do this, that's fine. He nodded and went over to wash his hands, “Thursday after practice, just say you want a massage, that way the guys don't have to know what's wrong with you.” “Thank you, coach! You're amazing!” “Don't thank me yet, we have to work that muscle and beef it up. Just like in the gym. We start small,” he held up his fingers, “But if we want results, we need something bigger.” I just nodded and agreed, anything to get me better. “Ok you're good,” he tossed me a towel, “Wipe yourself off and take a shower man.” “Thanks so much, coach!” He nodded, “Thank you Everett.” I swear man, we have the best people working here.

Chapter Two Everett barely made it to class on time, a fact that was not lost on Mr. Blackthorn. Mr. Blackthorn was one of those teachers that should have been a coach. He was wide and muscular, built like a linebacker with arms that looked like they had been sculpted out of stone. The slacks he wore gripped the man's thighs like a second skin, a fact Everett had been paying more and more attention to lately. “Mr. Palmer, if your prowess on the field was comparable to your academic scores, you coming in late wouldn't be an issue.” Everett paused on his way to an empty seat, “Um, what?” The whole class laughed, “If you were as smart as you were athletic then coming in late would be fine. But since you aren't, see me after class.” “Awww shit,” he said, louder than expected and once again the was surrounded by laughter. He found a seat in the back and slid down, hoping not to be noticed. Once Blackthorn had gone back to lecturing his mind wandered to other things. Normally Everett's thoughts were of three different camps. There was baseball, a topic he loved to go around and around in his head about. Everett knew the stats of nearly every major league player in the past five years, with some he could tell you what they hit on a particular night. But it wasn't baseball he was thinking about. There was also food, easily top three. Thought Everett had a body that looked like it had never gone near actual food, the boy ate like it was always his last meal and he wanted to taste everything before he went. His metabolism was famous with his friends, most who were on a low carb, high protein kick to shed the last few pounds to make them truly a beast on the field. On a dare, Everett had wolfed down five double cheeseburgers from Sliders in less than five minutes. Not only had he won that bet but finished his and two orders of fries the guys hadn't touched. He got a ribbon from the owner and everything. But though Everett was starving, food was not on his mind. As his hand snaked under the desk and gave his dick a squeeze, the only thing on his mind was Jack's mouth on his cock. Just thinking about it made his blood rush, quickly followed by a bucket of cold water composed of everything he had been taught growing up. He had been taught that guy on guy stuff was against Jesus and that God was ALWAYS watching so he better make sure when he had sex it was with someone God would approve of. Growing up nearly all of his friends fooled around with him. One look at his dick and even the straightest of guys would bring up jerking off together just to see Everett stroke it. His dad had caught him and a friend in junior high and he had set Everett down and told him, being curious about boys was natural. Growing up he had a group of friends that would get in on circle jerks, a term Everett had his dad explain, and that was fine. What was wrong, again according to his dad, was having actual feelings towards guys. That was a sin and Everett desperately didn't want to sin. Though he had been wondering why sex with a guy is bad but sneaking into a girl's room and fucking her silly was ok. It was too confusing for him so he just focused on erection and the taste of Jack that was still in his mouth. “Everett?” The boy looked up and found the class empty and Mr. Blackthorn looking at him, “Can you pack your stuff up and come down here?” Everett shoved his books and folders into his backpack, noting that he had not touched them the whole class. As he walked towards Mr. Blackthorne glanced down and raised his eyebrow. Everett looked down and the outline of his cock was clear through his jeans. “Shit,” Everett thought, “I knew I should have found a jock to wear!” “Yes, Mr. Blackthorne?” The beefy teacher sat on the edge of his desk, “I'll give you twenty bucks right now if you tell me what today's class was about.” Everett's face reddened in embarrassment. “You can't can you? Can you tell me what we have been covering this week?” “No sir,” the jock mumbled. Sighing the teacher got up, “Look, Mr. Palmer, I accept the fact you are an athlete so your main focus is on the game and keeping in shape but you do know your scholarship depends on you keeping a 2.5 GPA?” Everett nodded. “Do you know what grade you have in this class so far?” Shake of his head. “An F, a complete zero. You turn in assignments late, when you show up to class you are unfocused and if this is any indication I can tell what you're focused on.” Mr. Blackthorn tapped Everett's dick as he spoke. “I-I'm sorry sir,” Everett stammered as he felt his dick start to chub up again. Blackthorn just stood there watching the length of the boy's member slide down the inside of his jeans. Just the fact the older man was watching made it even harder. “If you thought with this head you'd be a genius,” Blackthorn said, again tapping the stiff cock. Everett jerked at the contact and a small stain of precum stained his jeans. “You're going to need to put more into the class and to do that you need a tutor to make up for what you've skipped.” Everett nodded, wishing his dick would go down. “I'll make you a deal, you get out of practice when around 6-7?” “Mostly sir.” “Ok, on the days we don't have class you show up at my house and I'll try to get you up to speed and when you're in class, no playing with this.” Blackthorn now cupped his hand over the width of the swollen cock and Everett's eyes closed and he instinctively leaned into the contact. “You have class right now?” Everett shook his head. “Come into my office,” he said to the boy, still cupping the monster dick. Everett was led into the older man's office, door closed and locked behind him. “You can't walk around like this,” Blackthorn said, popping open the first button on Everett's jeans. “Sir I...” the athlete began to protest when the teacher's hand pressed harder against him. “Shhh...”, another button gone, “Just go with it, you need this.” Everett bit his bottom lip as another button was undone. The boy's cock sprang up, it's thick head smacking his stomach with a solid thud. “Such a healthy boy,” Blackthorn said, slowly stroking the jock's dick. “S-sir...” he said tried to protest again. “Pull up your shirt.” Everett paused, not sure if he should or not. “I said pull it up, boy!” His cock leaked some more as he reacted to the stern tone of voice. Slowly, Everett raised his t-shirt, exposing his tight abs, the definition clearly showing every deep cut. Blackthorn let the donkey dick go and the sound of it slapping against his abs filled the small office. Blackthorn pulled the dick again, leaving a small smear of precum on the hardened ridges of his abs. “Play with your nipples,” the man commanded. Everett looked down in confusion. The teacher let go of the boy's cock, another wet slap against his stomach and pinched the boy's quarter-sized nipples lightly. Everett moaned out loud as a direct line of sex from his nipples to his cock. Not even aware of it Everett fisted his cock and began to slowly stroke it. “Yeah that's it,” Blackthorn said, twisting harder. The pain was one of the most erotic things Everett had felt and he could feel his dick throb in his hand, another glob of precum forming at his tip. Blackthorn saw the drop and leaned forward to lick it off. Everett jumped as he felt the tongue move across his sensitive tip, “S-sir?” he asked The teacher let go of the nipples and said, “Keep playing with your nipples.” Everett released his dick and began to twist his own nipples as the older man put his middle finger in his mouth and slicked it up with spit. Then, leaning forward, Blackthorn engulfed the jock's dick with his mouth, as he moved his finger under the huge, swaying balls. Slowly the teacher spread the boy's legs, opening up his tight, muscular ass. It was the second time his dick was being sucked by a guy today and it was just as exciting as when Jack did it. His mind was flooded with new sensations, his nipples, the mouth and then the finger. Blackthorn slipped his oversized finger into the virgin ass and suddenly Everett was cumming. Load after load spilled out into the teacher's mouth, the overflow of the massive load dripped out of the corner of his mouth. Everett's ass clenched around the finger, as the cum just kept flowing. Part of him wanted to push the digit out, another part wanted it to go deeper. Finally, the spurts slowed and Everett felt his legs go weak from the orgasm. Blackthorn had never swallowed such a load before, but then again he'd never seen a cock on someone so young before. Removing the finger he let Everett step back, jeans around his ankles, swollen, red cock defeating inch by inch. Blackthorn wiped his mouth and smiled as the teen tried to gain focus again. “Better?” he asked. Everett had a dopey grin on his face as he nodded. “Ok then, get out of here, and remember, private tutoring two nights a week.” The athlete nodded again as he pulled his jeans up, tucking his now, soft cock to the side. “T-thank you, sir...” Everett said, not sure if this was something you thanked someone for. “I was young, I remember what it's like to have a dick with a mind of its own.” Everett could understand that. “See you tomorrow night,” the boy said, walking out of the office. He picked up his backpack and wobbled out of the room. Did that just happen? More importantly, did he want it to happen again?

Chapter One Everett didn't even bother to try to go back to his dorm room. He didn't have time to run back, change, shower and drop his uniform off to be cleaned before his first-class started and if his uniform was dirty for practice there would be questions that Everett didn't want to answer. He could swing by the locker room, grab a shower, drop the uniform off and see how much of what he wore yesterday could survive another day before he started to stink up the place. He passed Sliders, the local diner and hang out for students as he drove down Main Street. He was hungry but he didn't think Mrs. Jones would welcome a shirtless teenager into her diner for a meal so he kept driving. The parking lot was empty this early save for a few custodians and the few office staff that opened the school each day. Grabbing the rest of his uniform from the back seat he found his way into the locker room without being caught. What he had worn to school yesterday was still in his locker and Everett took each piece of clothing out and smelled it to see if it could last another day without stinking. Tossing the socks and underwear back into his locker he laid out his t-shirt and jeans on the bench while he looked for a fresh towel. It was weird walking into the large shower room alone, usually, it held at least half a dozen rowdy jocks lathering themselves up while talking up what exactly they had done out on the field. Empty it was like a cave, every sound echoed in ahead of him and the place was colder than a witch's tit. Now that saying always made Everett smile since he wasn't' quite sure why witch's had cold tits but he had heard it as a kid and it stuck with him, bringing him joy every time he thought it. He found a towel and shed what little he was wearing and headed into the showers. Normally this room generated a smorgasbord of emotions in the boy's mind. There was the enjoyment of a hot shower, the relief the water brought after a hard practice and the pent up energy that always seemed to follow the boys into the shower every time they entered. Walking into a group shower was always a little like playing a game of truth or dare where you picked the dare. A group of you entered, naked as the day you were born, and then proceeded to rub yourself down with soap not two feet away from another naked guy. It was awkward, exciting and more than a little erotic to most since everyone looked. The only thing that could make it worse was talking. And there was a lot of talking. In fact, there was a lot of talking with pointing and laughing thrown in for good measure as well. When Everett was young, well younger than now, he got more than a few looks and laughs in the shower. All through junior high, he had earned a couple of nicknames that drove the boy crazy with anger, Elephant Boy. Trunks. One-eyed willy. It wasn't easy growing up with a part of your body that was out of proportion with the rest of you. Because of this, he had learned to hate his member since all it seemed to bring him was shame and embarrassment. That all changed in high school. He had been fifteen the first time he showered with the rest of the team. It had been a grueling two-hour practice under a sun that only southerners know. To most, the sun was a bright, glowing ball of fun and heat that proclaimed the day as starting, in the south the sun was an unbearable master that took great pride in reminding everyone beneath it exactly who was whose slave. So when Everett stumbled into the showers after his first actual baseball practice he didn't notice or care about anyone else or their reactions. Exhaustion had a funny way of erasing little things like embarrassment or modesty in a young man and it was in this mindset he walked into the showers and stood under the nearest empty shower head. The water began to fall down him and he felt their rejuvenate powers begin to work on his tired form. It took a second to realize the shower room was silent save for the falling water. He opened one eye to find the team just staring at him. Well not him but more like part of him. Sighing he turned around and waited for the eventual teasing that would come from exposing himself like that. Instead, a couple of seconds of nothing and then someone yelled to someone outside the shower. “Holy shit Long, I think that freshman has a bigger dick than you!” He had been a sophomore at the time but Everett wisely said nothing. “Bullshit.” someone, but gonna assume it was Long, called back. “Come look, this kid is a beast!” Everett looked back in shock and there were a couple of the older kids whispering to each other, nudging the other one as they talked. Sure enough a tall boy, easily a senior walked into the shower, hair damp so he had already been in and out and looked around. “Who?” he asked outraged. The older boys pointed at him. “Lemme see it.” Long demanded more than asked. Everett looked at him with eyes so wide they were about to fall out of their sockets. “Come on kid, I ain't got all day.” Everett looked around for help and he found his friend Jack looking at him. “Show him.” Jack mouthed. Everett shook his head. “See?” Long said looking back at his friends. “You're full of shit if this kid was swinging he'd show it off.” One of the older boys moved over to Everett. “Come on kid, don't be shy. Show him what you got.” Everett looked at Jack again who nodded. And slowly, he turned around and dropped his hands to his side. Long looked at his junk like it was a loaded weapon while a couple of the other guys started to giggle. “How old are you?” Long asked, still not looking away. “Fifteen,” Everett said in a quiet voice. “And a half.” Long threw his hands up in the air and stomped out. “Fuck this shit.” Followed by his friends clapping and cheering Everett on and that was how the boy found out a big dick can be a good thing. Everett smiled as he remembered the way the team rallied around him, making joke after joke about his size, but all in good fun. That was three years ago and in that time what had been a source of ridicule had become a point of pride and gossip around school. Boys and girls. In the back of his head, he knew he should care that guys looked at him more than they should in the locker room but for some reason, it didn't. If anything it was exciting to him in a way that he refused to go into because if he was being honest, it scared the boy. It was easier to have a girlfriend that was using him as a sex toy than to look at that box of feelings he kept stashed away in his head. As he finished washing he realized the shower room was a lot less fun without the other guys. He missed the laughing and the staring, alone it was just a big room. He was about to wrap things when a hand slapped his bare ass causing him to yelp in surprise. “Come on Palmer, just jerk off at home like everyone else.” The hand and the voice belonged to the coach's aide William, Billy to his friends. He was studying physical therapy over at the junior college and had been hired as a work-study to help Coach Moore with the team this year. Though barely twenty he was considered another teacher by the team and treated accordingly. “Hey, coach,” Everett said turning the water off. “You scared the living shit out of me.” He chuckled as he glanced down. “Watch where you swing that thing bud, you could take someone's eye out with it.” The eighteen-year-old blushed and grabbed the towel hanging outside of the shower. “Sorry coach, it has a mind of its own.” William laughed. “Hey I just got out of my teens, trust me I know the struggle man.” Everett continued to dry himself as the older man began unlocking the gym. “So what brings you in so early? Don't tell me you already worked out?” “Nah, I just didn't have time this morning to grab a shower.” Billy looked up at him “What were you busy doing this early?” Everett blushed and that told the whole story. “You're gonna get caught sneaking out of that girl's house one day and there will be hell to pay.” Everett tossed the wet towel into the hamper and began to get dressed. “What am I supposed to do? Turn down sex? Come on coach you know how it is.” “I do,” Billy said sneaking another glance. “But there are safer ways to get laid than sneaking out of a two-story house.” “Like?” Everett asked, honestly curious. Billy paused and then shook his head. “You know what, ignore that. I don't know what I'm talking about. You just do what you think you need to do.” and walked away. Everett stood there confused, what did he mean by a safer way? And why practically run away when asked how? He shook his head and pulled his shirt on. “People are weird,” he muttered as he got ready for school. He grabbed his backpack, the same one that he had shoved in there yesterday. All of his books would be in there, with all of the homework he hadn't done yet in it as well. “God damn,” he muttered to himself as he thought of all the work he had skipped by falling asleep last night. He slid the backpack over one shoulder and walked out into the hall. “Now I know I've seen everything,” a voice said from behind him, “You got to school early?” He turned around and saw his best friend Jack standing there. He'd known Jack his whole life, they had grown up next door to each other and had become lifelong friends in just one look. Jack's mom used to laugh that they literally learned to walk at the same time. Jack had gotten up and wobbled over to his mother and Everett saw his friend walk, then he just got up and followed suit. “I could say the same 'bout you,” Everett said with a slow grin. Jack looked like he was out of breath and though he was in normal clothes, looked like he had just gotten done running or something. “Nah, just had to see Billy before class.” “I just saw him in the locker room...” Everett turned back to see if the man was there. “I know, he said you were hiding in there. That girl is going to fuck your dick off,” he said nudging his friend's shoulder. “Awww come on, he told you 'bout that?” “Like you wouldn't of, so what happened? Tell me everything.” They started to walk down the hall, only a few people here and there were around so Everett didn't mind sharing. “So I get up there, and I am dead tired man, like ready to puke tired.” Jack nodded, intently listening. So I'm like give me a sec and she's all laying down and shucks my pants off faster than you can say boo.” “And you guys did it?” “Not yet, then she took my jock off and almost killed me cause she didn't know I had my cup in. So I almost yell out but cover my mouth and she's all, ohhh did I hurt it?” “Oh, shit...” Jack said, more excited than ever. “Yeah, so she starts going down in me and...” “Get in here,” Jack said pushing him into one of the broom closets. “What the hell?” Everett asked. “Go on with your story, don't want anyone hearing.” Everett thought about it for a moment, "Good thinking, so she's going down on me and I just lie back cause it was...” “You horny now?” he asked, cutting his friend off. “I'm always horny, why?” “Let's do our thing before class.” “Here?” Everett asked, looking around the small closet. “Come on man, you never minded before,” “It wasn't at school!” “Was that one time in your car...” Everett felt his dick growing hard and knew it was a lost cause. “Fine but lean up against the door with me, so no one can come in.” Jack nodded and they both leaned against the door and opened their jeans. “You're commando?” Jack asked, almost choking. “I think my jock is in my uniform pants, can't remember,” he said pulling his half-hard dick out.” “God damn...” Jack said with pure envy, looking at his friend's tool. “Ok let's do this before...” Jack yanked his dick out and started to stroke it, all the time looking at Everett. “Damn you're worked up, Everett said as he lazily began to fist his cock. Jack just nodded and licked his lips. “You ok?” Jack looked up into his friend's eyes and then smiled, “I have an idea that can make this better.” Better? They'd been jerking off together since they knew how to shoot. Jack had taught Everett how to jerk off and the two of them had been doing it in the same room ever since then. There was a thrill having his best friend watch him. But something better? “How?” Everett asked Jack reached over and took hold of Everett's cock and began to stroke. Everett's eyes got huge as he felt his friend's hand touch his dick for the first time and then he relaxed as he just went with it. “God I wish I had this dick man,” Jack said, pulling up and down on the massive dick as if his own. “Oh jeez Jack, this ain't right....” “You like it right?” Everett nodded. “We're best friends right?” Another nod. “Then how can it be not right?” Everett tried to think of why but the sensations coming from his dick was too much. “Faster,” was all he said. Jack did just that and Everett closed his eyes and sighed. Why was it that his best friend with just a hand could turn him on more than his girlfriend could with actual sex? Jack's other hand cupped his low hanging balls and a moan escaped his lips. “Oh shit Jack...” he said lost in ecstasy. “Yeah, you like that don't you big guy?” Everett nodded, his friend's low voice turning him on even more. “How close?” “Close...” Everett moaned. A moist warmth engulfed the head of his dick and Everett looked down to see Jack going down on him and he exploded. From the force of the orgasm, you'd have guess Everett hadn't shot in weeks and weeks instead of last night. His hands grabbed Jack's head by reflex and held it there as he pumped more and more cum down his friend's throat. Everett shuddered as Jack pulled off his dick, there was a glob of cum at the corner of his mouth. “Why did...” Everett was about to ask when Jack moved forward and kissed him. At first, Everett was too confused to do anything but stand there, but as Jack's tongue began to touch his he could taste himself on his friend and started to kiss back savagely. There was a hunger in Everett that the boy had never felt before and he found himself pushing Jack up against the back wall, ravishing the young man's mouth. Jack pulled back from the kiss and declared, “Oh shit, oh shit...” Everett looked down and saw his friend stroking his own, decent sized dick. Without thought, Everett grabbed his friend's member and began to stroke him. “Faster, harder...” Jack gasped as he felt himself get close. Everett watched as Jack's cock gushed cum everywhere, seven, hot spurts, one after another after another. “Jesus...” Jack cried, trying to catch his breath. Everett smiled, “Well that was new.” His friend returned the smile, “How'd you like it?” Being the honest boy he was Everett was forced to admit he liked it a lot. “I mean, I don't know if I could do that, I mean putting it in my mouth. But you doing it was hot.” Jack smiled and leaned forward and kissed Everett slowly. Again Everett was confused, but he enjoyed the feeling so started kissing him back. They remained that way until the first bell rang and they both knew they were going to be late got class. “Shit,” Jack exclaimed pulling up his pants, “Hey see you at lunch?” Everett nodded pulling his up as well, “I am fucking starving” Jack gave his friend an evil grin, “Well you're the one not sure if you could put it in your mouth.” Everett felt himself blush as his friend slipped out of the closet. “What in the hell just happened?” he asked himself, before heading to class.

Part Nine Leaving me with a throbbing hard on, “What the fuck is that kid doing to me?” I asked myself. It wasn't hard to have the guys set up a COD night. I ordered pizza and buffalo wings, a bunch of beer, coke and one 2 liter of Mountain Dew. I opened it up and slipped enough GHB to make him feel like he was completely wasted. I tightened it back up and made sure that no one was to touch it. I set up the camera in my room and made sure there was room in my closet for Sammy to watch this go down. Finally I out one hit of Molly in my pocket, so there was no time lost looking for it. A quarter to seven they knocked on the door and I felt my dick stir when I opened it and saw Eli up close. He was taller than Sammy, maybe 6'3” in sneakers with an unruly mop of hair that was too long for him. His face was cute in a Shaggy from Scooby Doo kind of way, his face was tanned from practicing in the sun and a light sprinkling of freckles danced across the bridge of his nose. His t shirt hung off of him, making him look like a scarecrow until you got down to his legs. His legs were fucking sex. Hard thighs, huge calves and a tan that made me want to see where it ended. All in all he was one of those super cute, skater looking guys that wander around all college campuses. The only difference is that his siblings were fucking Greek gods and everyone knew it. I assumed this was how that one Hemsworth brother felt, two brothers that were liquid sex and then him, who would have been handsome in any other family but was now just the normal one. Eli was the normal one and he knew it. “Hey man, come on in,” I said nodding him by. Sam walked in behind him with a bratty smile on his face that made me want to either smack him or kiss him. Or both. I watched Eli's ass as he headed over to there the guys was, I was going to enjoy eating that out. “We good?” Sammy asked me. I nodded, “The closet is empty, when he gets woozy go hide so you can watch.” He was cupping his cock through his shorts and I shook my head, “Focus. Remember, this is about control, not just sex.” He nodded and tried to look serious, but it wasn't working. I headed over to the TV where the guys were choosing the teams. I sat down and watched, waiting for my time. Once they had teams they came up with a list of order and as I had requested, Eli was one of the last ones to play. As the first two guys went at it he walked over to me, “Anything to drink?” “There's pizza and wings over there and all the drinks are in the fridge.” He nodded and wandered off. A few moments later his head popped around the corner “Hey, is this Mountain Dew fair game?” “Dude no one here drinks that, someone bought it by mistake, it's all yours.” He smiled, “Sweet.” Sweet indeed. He came and sat down next to Sammy and me with a plate full of molten spice wings and his two liter. “Love these wings,” he said biting into the first one, “John and him don't like spicy foods,” he gestured at Sammy. “There's no taste, it's just fucking hot!” Eli grinned and took a huge swig off his two liter, “I know, that's what's good about it.” I pulled out a joint, “You wanna spark with us?” Eli nodded as he kept eating, “Hell yeah.” I lit it and passed it to Sammy first, “This is strong shit though, so be warned.” Sammy took a long drag and then passed it to Eli. “I candle my smoke,” he said, taking an even longer one, just to outdo his little brother. This guy was so predictable. He passed it back to me and went back to devouring his wings, taking a drink after each one. By the time the joint came back around to him again he was buzzed. “Whoa,” he said taking a small hit, “You weren't kidding about this shit.” “Told you, it's medicinal.” It was nothing of the sort, but he didn't need to know that. “Fuck...” he said, almost dropping the joint. “Dude, thought you could hold your smoke,” I said taking it away from him. “Me too,” he said, his words slurring slightly. “How much have you eaten today?” I asked sounding concerned. He held up his plate. “Fuck man, here, take this.” I pulled the molly out and put it in his hand. “Whas this?” “Super B complex and caffeine, it's a super booster man.” He just nodded and popped it into his mouth and took another swig. I waited as he swayed on his seat, his plate of food falling off his lap. “Whoa!” I said grabbing the plate off the carpet, “Ok man, you're blitzed.” He just giggled. “Ok, come on man,” I said putting an arm under his shoulder and helping him up, “You can go lie down until your turn is ready.” “My drink...” he said as I walked him towards the stairs. “It's cool man, I'll bring it up later.” “K...” he said as I walked him up to my room. “Your weed is too strong..” he said as walked him into my room and laid him down on my bed. “I tried to warn you man, we like our smoke hard around here.” “Fuck it's hot in here...” “No it ain't man, it's just you.” It wasn't just him, it was the space heater I had on but again, things he didn't need to know. “Here, take your shirt off.” I pulled his shirt up and he raised his hand as I peeled it off. And marveled at the body of Eli Parker. Where Sammy worked out and it showed, Eli literally had no body fat whatsoever. His metabolism must be off the charts because he looked like he had a god damned ten pack. His muscles were all solid and toned like nothing I had ever seen before. He sighed a little bit as I had taken his shirt off which meant the Molly was kicking in. “Dude,” I said feeling his abs, “You're fucking ripped.” He gave a little moan from my touch and then gave, “Thanks man...lots of soccer.” “Still hot?” I asked and all he did was nod. “Here,” I said pulling his shoes and socks off, “Lift your ass up.” “Huh?” he asked looking up as I tugged his shorts off, leaving him in just pair of white, Hugo Boss briefs. “Feel better?” He laid his head back down and nodded. I turned off the heater with my foot and whistled in admiration “Your calves are amazing.” I was feeling his legs up with abandon, all I got from him were sighs of contentment. “That feel good?” I asked, tracing up his thigh. He nodded with a huge smile on his face. He was hard but I avoided his groin and moved up his abs again. He arched his back, pressing upwards into my touch. When I got to his fat nipples I gave one a tweak and was instantly rewarded with a lustful moan. “Noooo.....” he said, not trying to remove my hand at all, “Tooo sensitive...” “Oh is that a Parker thing, you all have delicate nipples,” I said as I pulled on both of them at once. He bucked again as he whined in pleasure. “You think John has sensitive nipples?” I asked, moving up to his ear, “You think you could make him scream like this?” The thought of having something over John was a huge turn on for him and he groaned as I licked around the edge of his ear. “Ohh......fuck....”he intoned, moving his head to the side to give me more access. “That one of your spots?” I asked in a whisper. He nodded and I stuck my tongue into his ear, making him scream as he pushed my head further into him. I moved down his neck and he began to make sounds close to a purr as I nibbled lightly. “No....no marks...” he pleaded. “Shhhh...” I said putting a finger over his mouth, “No one knows what were doing.” He seemed to calm down and I slipped my finger into his mouth as I went back to his neck. His tongue swirled around it and I knew this kid was horny as fuck. I moved down to his chest, taking each nipple into my mouth and biting it softly, making him squeal each time. He was fully hard now, his cock straining at his briefs like a dolphin trying to breach the water. I cupped it and he pushed into my hand, I moved quickly back to his ear. “Uh oh, someone is hard.” He raised his head and looked down at his hard cock and then laughed. “You liking this bud?” He nodded. I put my hand over his dick again and his eyes closed for a moment before he shook his head, “No....no....not a fag.” “Dude I ain't one either....you're the one who's hard.” I rubbed him through the thin material again and he groaned in response. “Look man, I'm not into guys but I'll help you out, you know bro to bro?” He looked like he was resisting the option so I nibbled on his ear again as I rubbed his hard on. “Oh shitttt......” he whined as he pushed into my hand again, smearing precum all over the front of his underwear. “It'll just between us ok, no one has to know. Bro to bro.” I stopped rubbing him and he whimpered. He looked over to me, “No one?” “No one.” “Not gay though...” “Just bro stuff....” I assured him. He was silent. “You want me to help?” Eyes still closed he nodded. “Take off your underwear.” I know Sammy was watching so I wanted him to see how important it was to make the guy do these things himself, so later he can't say he had no control. He reached down and pulled them off, tossing them to the floor. His cock was nice, a solid seven and half inches of beef. A respectable length any guy would kill for, any guy who wasn't a Parker. He knew he was the runt of the litter when it came to cocks, so the key here was to fluff his ego up, making him that much more receptive to my advances. “Dude nice cock,” I said gripping it and slowly tugging on it. “Fuc......thanks.....” “I mean it, you're huge,” I said, pretending to weigh his dick in my hand. “You should see my brother's....” “Sammy have a big cock?” I asked, stroking him. “Huge...he used to come downstairs in just undies on and his cock was thick as fuck.” As he was talking I was stroking him harder, licking his ear, getting him to equate Sammy with sex. “You just stare at it?” He nodded, “I'd kill for that cock.” I let the obvious double entendre go. “Ever see him fuck someone?” I asked, gripping him harder. “Yeah...fuck.....oh....no....but I know he has.” “Your little brother tears up pussy I bet.” He groaned, “Yeah...if I had that dick I would....oh yeah...that feels good.” “Can you imagine Sammy's huge cock fucking someone?” “Yeah...” he hissed as I rubbed the tip of his dick. “You ever jack him off?” “Wha? No!” he said vehemently. “Can't you imagine though, that thick ass cock in your hand...what it must feel like to stroke that?” I was stroking him as I talked. “I...I....He stammered. “Just feeling the flesh move up and down his shaft, I mean I bet that feels fucking boss.” He sighed, “Yeah...it would....” I stopped stroking him and got off the bed, he looked up at me confused. I tore my shirt off and kicked my shorts off, standing naked next to the bed. He was staring at my cock. I'm not one to brag but I have a thick eight inches that is a bulldog kid of member. My head is huge and it intimidates anyone who sees it. “Like that?” I asked, moving on to the bed with him. “You're huge,” he said in awe. “I'm ok here feel...” I moved his hand over my dick and at first he did nothing. Then, as if in a dream, he began to stroke me slowly, his eyes glued to mu piece the whole time. “Yeah, see that's a big cock right?” He nodded, licking his lips. “Hey, I know what will feel good,”I said pulling my dick from his grasp. I knelt between those fucking thick legs and licked the length of his dick. “Ohh.....shit.....” “Feel better right?” I asked, and then went back to licking. “Fuck yeah, that is....oh yeah....” I put my head around his head and he went wild. He was bucking his cock up as I slathered my tongue all around it. He grabbed my head and was just losing his shit. I popped up, pretending I was out of breath. “What the fuck man?” I exclaimed. “S-sorry....I was just...it felt so good.” “It's supposed to, here, your turn.” I moved up and straddled his chest, putting my dick near his face. “I'm not going to suck you...” I reached back and stoked his hard cock, “Come on man, bro to bro. I did you, now you do me.” He was staring at my dick like it was a cobra, “You'll do me again?” I nodded. His tongue darted out and licked the tip of my head and I made a sound like it felt good. He licked again and I pushed forward, sliding my dick into his mouth. It first he did nothing but as I played with his dick he slowly started to swirl his tongue as he had with my finger. “Yeah, suck my cock. You like that big dick? You like seeing a man's cock?” He moaned around my shaft as my words penetrated his mind. “Come on, show me how to treat a man's cock. A big cock. A real cock.” His tongue sped up and I could tell the demeaning words were getting to him. Like most guys, on some level they wanted to be degraded, they wanted to be pushed down. It was a hierarchy thing that none of us understood, but right now Eli knew I had the bigger cock so I was the bigger man. And he was worshiping the bigger man. I let him work me over for a while before I pulled my cock back, his tongue fell out of his mouth, trying to follow it. “Yeah you like that?” I said, still straddling over him. He nodded, his face flush. “Lick my balls,” I said moving them over his mouth, “Worship them...” His tongue reached up and started to lick the underside of my balls. His hands gripped the sides of my waist as he steadied me, giving himself better access. “Clean them good, show me how you worship big dicks, the kind of dick you wish you had.” He licked faster. “Right? That's it right, you want a cock like this?” He nodded and said, “Fuck yeah!” I grabbed the top of his head and pushed it back, “Fuck yeah, sir.” Our eyes locked and I could tell we'd hit a barrier. He was defiant about this, and was about to resist. I slapped his face with my cock, “Feel that, feel that dick.” the slaps were loud as fuck and his eyes closed each time, “You feel that fucking cock boy?” He nodded. “Answer me boy!” He opened his eyes and looked at me. I pointed my cock at his mouth, “You want this dick?” With a defeated tone he sighed, “Please sir, let me suck your dick.” He opened up as I started to facefuck him hard. He held on for dear life, his tongue trying to pleasure me but soon he realized, he wasn't a active participant in this, I didn't need him to do anything to get off. He wasn't a partner in this. He was my cum receptacle. “I'm gonna shoot...” I said, feeling my balls start to churn. He tried to push me off him but I wasn't moving. “Gonna shoot a man's load down your throat, gonna fucking drown you.” He kept struggling and I grabbed his throat and he stopped moving. “Do not swallow. Do not spit it out. Hold it on your tongue, you hear me?” He looked up, scared as hell. “You hear me?” He nodded as I felt my head pulse. “Fucking eat my cum cocksucker.” He moaned as I shot into his mouth, it was a pretty good load and he choked a little as cum spilled out the corners of his mouth. I slowly pulled my member out and laid down next to him. “Open up, show me.” He opened his mouth and it was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. This straight, soccer playing virgin showing me my load on his tongue, begging for me to let him swallow. “Good boy, what a fucking stud,” I said leaning in to kiss him as I began to stroke his cock again. He moaned and kissed me back, my cum coating both of our mouths. The way he writhed under me, I knew that this boy was going to be easier to break than I thought.

Prelude There are two Americas in the world. Now settle down, I'm not about to get political on you, this isn't that kind of tale. I'm speaking of the two Americas that exist side by side with little to no interaction. There is the America everyone sees, you know the one on TV. With the cities and the lights and the cars going fast. With the Ubers and the Instagram and the swiping left on things that you're gonna have delivered by an Amazon drone. Everyone knows that America. That America is the one where a group of seven white people sit in a coffee shop that charges five bucks for a cup and talk about a lot of nothing for 22 minutes and then smile as names scroll past them at a speed that is far too fast for normal people to read. We all know this America and for most people, it is their reality. But there is another America. An America where time seems to have stood still. An America where people walk slower, they smile more and they know each other's name in a way city folk don't quite understand. It is an America of picking apples and fallen leaves, stealing a kiss in the back seat of a car and going to sleep knowing that even if you didn't lock your door, it's gonna be ok. It's an America where people are judged by the work they do not the clothes they wear or the car they drive. An America where you own a truck cause you haul things, not cause you saw a celebrity drive one. Sure there are problems with this America as well as the first one but you ask the people who choose to live there and they'll tell you it's ok. It's a shrinking America to be sure but it's still there, alive and well. This is the America in which Everett Palmer lives. Now you don't know Everett, good, wholesome boy. Only son to Benjamin and Kathy Palmer over on Palm Street, he grew up tall, handsome and...well just about everything you'd think about if I said an all-American boy. A sophomore at Mercy Wells College on a scholarship to play baseball and he is about to come climbing out the second-story window of that peach-colored house over on the left. You see Everett has been dating Cheryl Miller since he started college and things have been heating up lately. No, that's not right. Things haven't been heating up lately, Cheryl has. You see Cheryl, third daughter to Paul Miller, dean of Mercy Wells, had set her sites on Everett and thought she had bagged herself a good one. He was handsome, polite, kind, an athlete's body and then there was the other thing God had graced the boy with that she was taken with. She had thought he was going to be like every other jock that had passed through her father's school, cocky, brash and sex-starved. But if anything, the boy didn't make one move towards Cheryl in the bedroom department. At first, Cheryl was taken by Everett's manners and patience, which was then replaced with admiration on how the boy could control himself so well when they spent so much time alone to frustration wondering if this boy was ever going to make a move. So Cheryl, being a young, independent woman of the millennium, made her own move on Everett. The boy took to sex like a fish to water and the two had been getting along swimmingly ever since. Cheryl would wait until her parents were asleep and then call for Everett to climb the lattice wall up to her window so he could sneak in and they could get down to business. This had been going on for a few months now and not one hiccup had occurred. That's the thing about hiccups, they can come right out of nowhere. You see coach Moore had the boys running drills past nine last night in preparation for next month's playoffs. The team, including Everett, had run miles and miles in the backfield until they could barely stand anymore. Moore had said their performance was pitiful but secretly he was proud of the boys, Everett especially. The boy was being scouted by a couple of major league teams quietly and if he didn't screw things up he was a shoo-in for a chance to play big-league baseball someday. Everett had screwed things up by telling Cheryl he would be over after practice. Still in his baseball pants and cleats, Everett had climbed the lattice quietly to her bedroom, his girlfriend waiting for him in a nightgown that covered very little. His legs burned with exertion from the wind sprints the coach had piled in him but the call of sex was too powerful for the nineteen-year-old and into her window he climbed. It turns out after climbing in, Everett didn't need to do much more than lie there and enjoy it. Cheryl had pleasured herself on the boy for well over an hour, brought him to climax twice with little effort all with almost machine-like efficiency. Now normally Everett was quick to dress and exit her room, one, because he was pretty sure her father would kill him if he found the baseball player in a state of undress with his daughter but more because whenever he was done having sex with her he had this desire to want to shower as quickly as possible. It was a confusing impulse but normally it was all Everett could do to not jump out her window and run to his house to rinse all evidence of his carnal behavior off his lean body. But not last night. You see last night Everett was just too tired to care and Cheryl was too happy that her boyfriend decided to stay and cuddle for once. The two of them passed out on the floor, Everett in just his high baseball socks and nothing else, Cheryl in less than that. So it is here we meet Everett, minutes after Cheryl's older sister barged in and told the two to wake up quickly, not before stealing a glance at what her sister had been coveting this whole time, that her father was awake and wondering where she was. A minute after Cheryl shook the sleeping athlete awake and told him he had to go. And seconds before the sound of Cheryl's father's footsteps could be heard climbing the staircase to her room. And there as promised is our boy, Everett Palmer, climbing down the side of the house, buck naked, save his socks, with his uniform in hand as he avoided the more prickly pieces of ivy from grabbing his junk as he descended. As luck would have it Ms. Lamar was walking her dog in front of the Millers and turned just in time to see the young athlete's nude form drop to the driveway. He was 6'2” without an ounce of extra fat on him. Days and days of baseball had tanned his face and arms but left the rest of his toned, muscular body pale as the day he was born. But the most impressive part of Everett wasn't his height or frame or his toned, athletic body. It was what God had gifted him below that made Ms. Lamar pause. You see when the lord almighty puts bodies together he does so in a judicious way. He tries to keep things as even as possible, brains, looks, body, no one gets too much of everything to keep things fair. So pretty people rarely had much in the way of common sense, athletic folks weren't all that known for being rocket scientists and the smartest and kindest of people were so, usually at the expense of outward looks and physical grace. Not in Everett's case. You see when Everett was being dreamed up it was clear from the get go the boy lacked the basic common sense that God had given a squirrel. He was timid, trusting, kind to a fault and loathed to fight in any capacity whatsoever. A creature like this would be nearly helpless in the world, a victim to whoever stumbled across the poor boy to just run ramshod over him and take advantage of him. So when Everett was born he was given the looks of an angel, the body of a devil and the cock of a demi-god. It was a sight to see and see it Ms. Lamar did as it swung heavy between Everett's legs as he slipped his baseball pants on. How he stuffed the whole thing down the front of his pants and not got it caught in the zippers no one will know, but within seconds, wearing only pants and socks he ran as fast as he could towards his car, hoping no one was looking out Cheryl's window. As he slipped inside his '67 Bel Air, a Christmas gift given to him by his dad, his large feet dwarfed the pedals as he tossed the rest of his uniform aside and turned the beast over as fast as he could. He looked over and saw the stunned face of Ms. Lamar, who was just staring at the boy like she had seen the Lord risen again. He smiled and gave her a small wave as the car turned over and he drove off as fast as he could. And this is where our story starts.

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Part Eight So this is what I learned about Eli. He was 19, a serious soccer player and avid gamer. He had an online addiction to FPS games like COD, Halo, and Overwatch. His favorite drink was Mountain Dew, his favorite food was buffalo wings and he had dated the same girl since freshman year of high school. He was the typical middle brother, jealous of the power the oldest had and jealous of the attention the youngest had so suffered from a pretty bad self esteem problem. That was all I needed to take this kid down. “So this,” I said holding up a vial, “Is GHB.” Sammy nodded. “We slip this into his Mountain Dew and he will zonk the fuck out within minutes.” “Is it dangerous?” “Not with the dose we're giving him. A strong dose will just knock him the fuck out but we don't want that. We just need him loopy.” “Ok, so he drinks then what?” “Once he is wasted we give him one of these.” I held out a yellow smiley face tablet. “Is that a vitamin?” God this kid was too innocent. “It's a hit of Molly. Once he is stumbling around we get him to take one of these and I'll take him upstairs to sleep it off.” “And then what?” I just smiled. “So do I get to do him?” “Not yet, right now we need him to fully commit to getting fucked and liking it. If he sees you he'll freak the fuck out and it will be almost impossible. Remember, we don't want to force him, we can't to make him want this.” “Eli isn't like that. He's a virgin, saving himself for marriage and the whole thing. Him and his girlfriend have chastity rings and everything.” My cock just twitched at that information. “That will make it all the easier. I'm gonna have a camera set u in my room, which we'll use for motivation later.” “Can I watch?” Sammy asked eagerly. “Sure, but he can't see you. You can hide in my closet for something.” “Cool! But how are you gonna convince him to come over?” “You tell him we're having a COD tournament tonight, free food and drink and a trophy for the winner.” “You think that will work?” “I think he will see a bunch of jocks, just like John, and he would love to come over here an kick our asses at the game and prove he is better than us. It's part of his middle brother complex, he is dying to prove himself. And, he will be flattered that we asked just him and not John.” “John wouldn't come anyways.” “Sure, but that doesn't matter. Eli wants people to like him more than you two, so the invite will stroke his ego.” Sammy cocked his head, “It's kinda scary how good you are at this?” I put the molly away, “I have a knack of reading people. It's a gift.” “Why didn't you use that stuff on me?” I looked at him and knew I should just lie. There was no earthly reason for me to tell this kid that I had him smoke a spiked joint to get him in the mood. All I needed to do was smile and tell him some bullshit and it would be fine. But something wouldn't let me lie to this kid. “I did, the joint you smoked that night was laced.” He smiled, “Yeah I figured that, no way any weed is that strong. I mean why not feed me some Molly of put something in my drink?” “Because I didn't want a comatose zombie. I didn't want to fuck an unconscious body, I wanted to fuck you. I wanted to watch your face as you realized how much you wanted my cock. I was dying to see the moment you broke and stopped trying to be straight and just went with the pleasure you were feeling.” “What if I wasn't into it?” I had no answer to that. I mean he was right, I should have gave him a molly or spiked his drink a little, that one joint was enough to fuck him up but not completely take him out. Why had I risked it? What was it about this kid that was fucking me up so bad? “I don't know, maybe I knew you'd be into on some level.” He laughed and moved over, straddling my lap, “I think you like me.” I raised an eyebrow. “I think you saw me and you were like, fuck I want some of that. And deep down you were hoping I'd want some of you.” “You think?” He nodded with a huge grin. “I think you have a huge ego and need to get taken down a peg.” He leaned in close to my face, “Well come on alpha, peg me.” I pushed him off my lap and onto the ground, “Nope. I need my stamina for your brother tonight. Besides...you've been a bad boy, and bad boys don't get fucked.” He whined a little and then stuck his tongue out at me. I tried not to laugh but failed pretty badly. “Get out here, go tell your brother about the tournament, be here by 7.” He stood up and saluted me, “Sir, yes sir.” God that was hot. “GO!” I shouted and he left. Leaving me with a throbbing hard on, “What the fuck is that kid doing to me?” I asked myself.

Part Seven When we walked into Josh's room he was naked on his bed, legs spread. He was stroking his cock with some lube and the look of hunger on his face was palpable. Sammy wasted no time and walked over to the bed. He climbed up and straddled Josh's chest, his cock right in lacrosse stud's face. “Get me ready,” Sammy demanded. I was so turned on. Josh opened his mouth and Sammy pushed his cock into willing mouth. I watched Sammy's smooth as clench as he fed the old boy his enormous cock. Josh's hand gripped the two, hard mounds of muscle and forced as much of the swollen member into him as he could. I was about to say something when Sammy grabbed Josh's hair and ordered, “Use more tongue.” Josh actually moaned around the cock as he complied to the younger boys wishes. I wasn't sure who was getting off on this more, Josh for finding a younger, horse cock jock to fuck him or Sammy, having a fucking lacrosse jock worshiping him. Or me knowing I owned them both. I saw Sammy lean in and heard Josh start to gag as I watched my blond little baseball boy face fuck my best fiend. I stared to strip, knowing there was no way I could just watch this. Sammy pulled his cock out of Josh's mouth and barked, “Lick my balls, get on em!” Josh lapped at Sammy's smooth balls like a dog to peanut butter. I remember sucking on them myself and knew Josh was in for a good time. I sat down on the chair and started stroking myself watching Sammy go at it. “Lower,” he ordered Josh, moving up, making Josh go under his balls. Josh moved under Sammy and started shoving his tongue up Sammy's tight little hole. Sammy groaned as he relished the feeling of a guy four years older than him debasing himself by licking a high school jock's hole. He was in heaven. “Stop,” Sammy gasped, moving back, “Stop!” he snapped, pushing Josh back down. He sat there, breathing heavy on the bed as his cock dripped. “Lay down,” Sammy said with a deep voice, full of lust. Josh laid back and Sammy grabbed Josh's muscular legs and moved between them. “I have lube...” Josh said quickly. Sammy looked at him with a grin that came straight from hell, “You should have used more spit.” And shoved his cock into him. Josh let out a wail as Sammy sank nine inches of Texas made beef into his lacrosse ass. Josh held on for dear life as Sammy slammed his cock into him in one shot. Josh's head fell back as the air was knocked out of him. I fully expected Sammy to just start piledriving him but instead he just stood still, letting Josh adjust. It was an impressive move considering when I was his age I would have just humped as hard as I could. But he was learning, this wasn't just about sex. It was about power. “You feel that?” Sammy asked him and Josh nodded, trying to focus past the pain, “That's a real cock, not these little twigs everyone else has, that is a Parker cock.” To make his point he pulled back and inch and slammed his hips forward. Josh cried out in pain and in pleasure. “Tell me to fuck you.” Josh had a hand up against Sammy's hard abs, trying to gain a few seconds, “I want it sir....please...please go slow.” The smile on Sammy's face when he called him sir was priceless. Sammy slowly gyrated into Josh, making the older jock moan under him like a cat in heat. “You like the cock?” “Yes sir...oh god....yes....” I had to admit, Josh never begged me like that. But then again I didn't have Sammy's cock. Josh's cries became louder and louder as Sammy picked up speed and really started to fuck him. I marveled the way to the boy manhandled Josh, bringing Josh's legs to his shoulders and leaning down, fucking him hard. I almost came when Josh tried to jerk himself off and Sammy slapped his hand away. “You cum when I tell you too!” My boy had become a man. There was a wet squelch as Sammy pulled out, “Get on all fours.” Josh scrambled over, his eager ass pointed skyward in seconds. Sammy placed his cockhead to Josh's hole and sneered, “Fuck yourself.” I hadn't taught him that one! Josh whimpered as he pushed back onto Sammy's huge cock, the teen standing completely still, making the older boy do all the work. Once bottomed out Josh stayed still, allowing his ass to adjust to the monster and then slowly started to pump back and forth, fucking himself as Sammy had ordered. “Faster,” Sammy cried out and Josh complied instantly. I couldn't just watch any more. I got out of the chair and came behind Sammy, prying his cheeks apart to find his little rosebud. “Hey, what are you...ugghhhh.” Sammy said as I speared my tongue into his asshole. I savagely tongue fucked the kid as Josh kept slamming himself onto his cock. Once I was sure his was prepped I came behind Sammy and pushed him forward, which caused Josh to lean forward. “Stop moving,” I ordered Josh, who froze, unsure what was going on. Now it was turn to push into Sammy in one go. His head flew back as I entered him, his tight little ass struggling to accept me. Once my pubes hit that perfect ass I grabbed Josh's hips and readied myself. I pulled back and began to fuck Sammy, which then caused him to fuck Josh, and before too long both of them were groaning and begging for more. “You feel that?” I said as Sammy took my cock, “I'm fucking both of you, you're both my bitches....right?” “Oh god...” Sammy exhaled as Josh just groaned, completely flat on the bed, unable to resist the fucking anymore. Sammy fell down to his knees as I pushed harder and harder. I'd fucked him before but this was different. This wasn't about bending him or getting him to admit something. This was me breaking him, getting him to understand no matter how big he thought he was, I was still on top. “Oh...oh....” was all Sammy could say as I fucked him fast, making him plow into Josh with the same ferocity. “Mine, got it...you're both mine...” “I'm yours!!” Sammy cried as I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, “I'm all yours...” “Fuck yeah you are.” “I...I'm close...” Josh said on the bottom. “So am I,” Sammy admitted. “Both my bitches want to cum?” “Please sir...” Josh whined followed by Sammy...”Please make me cum...” I pulled out to my head and then just full length fucked his kid as hard as I could. He squealed as he felt what an actual savage fuck felt like. Josh;s cries grew louder and louder until he began to shudder under us. “His ass....gripping my cock....” Sammy cried out as his own ass clenched my cock and he began to cum. “Fill that cunt up with your babies,” I said in Sam's ear as he shot load after load up Josh's jock ass. Sam was shaking as I felt my own cock respond to his orgasm and began to pulse. “Breeding your ass...” I said through clenched teeth and unloaded into him. The three of us just moaned as we all came again and again...finally collapsing into a pile of sweaty jocks, all spent from sex. Josh rolled out from under Sammy as Sammy turned to face me, his face dripping in perspiration. He leaned in to kiss me and I responded, normally I wasn't this expressive with guys but something about this kid made me fucking melt. “So....you like that?” I asked him. He nodded with a huge smile, “Fuck yeah...” “So, you think you wanna dominate some more?” “Hell yeah!” he said eagerly. “You wanna dominate your brothers?” His eyes flashed and I could see the hunger in his face, “Yes.” “Ok then....tell me about Eli.” “What do you want to know?” I gave him an evil grin, “Everything.”

Part Six Josh was way into his game when Sammy moved between him and the TV. “Hey move,” he said, looking around Sammy. “Turn off the game,” Sammy said. “Come on man, move...” Josh looked up at looked at Sammy... And was lost completely. Sammy was standing there, khaki shorts on, rubbing himself through the material. You could see the bugle of his cock bend downwards, making it look like he had a fucking python stuffed in there. Which, in a way, he did. The effect on Josh was laughable. He licked his lips automatically, I'm sure he didn't even notice. His mouth hung open as Sammy just stood there, rubbing himself to full hardness. “Get off the game,” Sammy ordered again. Josh dropped the controller to the floor, eyes still locked to that huge bulge. Sammy dropped his hand, “Get to it.” Now let me set the scene for you. Josh was 20 years old, 6'2”, 3 percent body fat, on a full ride because of his athletic ability. He had 60 pounds of muscle and a couple of inches of height on Sammy. Sammy was barely 18, fresh face, kicking body but that of a high school jock, not a college athlete. The difference between the two was a joke, so it was incredible to watch Josh slowly slide out of the chair and get to his knees as he began to unbutton Sammy's shorts. It was hot as fuck watching Josh lowering Sammy's fly, letting them slip to the floor. Sammy had a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs on and the front tented out obscenely, his bull cock barely contained by the thin cloth. I walked up behind Sammy, whispering in his ear, “Ok, so you see what he wants?” Sammy nodded. “But you need to make him work for it, worship it. You can't just let him suck your dick, make him earn it.” Sammy grabbed Josh's head and pushed it into his bulge. Josh went nuts, his mouth cupping the cock through the cloth, a sultry moan escaping his lips. “Now,” I whispered, “You have to put him in his place, make him prove how bad he wants it.” “You like that cock?” Sammy asked with a sneer that was turning me the fuck on. Josh nodded as he continued to lick around Sammy's bulge. “How bad you want it?” “So bad...” Josh exclaimed breathlessly. “That was weak,” I said. Sammy pulled Josh's face up to make him look at him. “I said how bad you want that fucking cock?” Josh was literally drooling, “Bad...” “Then you're going to do whatever I say right?” Josh nods were a blur. Sammy waited a second, “Then suck my cock.” Josh tugged Sammy's shorts off, the giant cock slapping up against the baseball stud's flat abs with a sound that filled the living room. Josh reached up and grabbed the base of Sammy's cock with a reverence I'd seen used on antiques and works of art. His tongue inched out and licked the bead of precum off the massive head and Sammy groaned in response. “Steady,” I said bracing him from behind, “This is more than just pleasure, you're trying to shape him, mold him. If you just sit there and take it then he's in control, you have to control everything.” I took Sammy's hands and placed them on either side of Josh's head and then moved it Josh's mouth down Sammy's cock. At once he started pushing Josh's mouth down his shaft, causing him to choke almost instantly. I took control back at once, “No...it's not about cruelty,” I said letting Josh up, he pulled back, choking and trying to get his breath back,. “We aren't here to hurt, we're here to control.” Sammy looked back at me confused, “How?” I looked back and Josh was sitting there, waiting to be fed again. “Grab his head.” Sammy took Josh's head. “And show him where you want him.” Sammy lowered Josh's head down on his cock and Josh took it happily. “Now you want to guide him,” I kept my hands over Sammy's and slowly pushed Josh down on the mighty cock. Josh gagged a bit and I held Sammy's hands steady, “Don't force, but be insistent.” Josh slowly began to deep throat Sammy's monster, and I heard Sammy groan in response. “Yeah see,” I whispered, “No chick ever did that did they? Look down.” Sammy opened his eyes and looked down at Josh, “You got a college guy choking on your cock. How many chicks have thrown themselves at this guy and he's on his knees serving a high school kid. You feel that? You feel that power?” Sammy nodded. “That's what this is about.” “Oh fuck...” Sammy exclaimed, “Enough...ok...” He pushed Josh's head off his dick and Josh came up gasping for breath, red face from exertion, eyes locked on that cock. “Don't wanna come yet,” Sammy said, seeing the needy look on Josh's face. “I still have to fuck you.” I could see Josh try to hide his excitement as he just nodded, “Sure.” “Disrespectful,” I whispered to Sammy. Sammy grabbed Josh's chin with his hand and held it there, “You want to get fucked?” “Yeah,” Josh answered. “Yeah what?” Sammy asked. Josh paused and then he looked down in shame, “Yes sir.” “Ask me,” Sammy demanded. “Fuck me sir.” “What?” Sammy asked. “Please fuck me sir!” Josh said with a shout. “Tell him to go upstairs and ready himself.” Sammy looked st Josh, “Go upstairs, wait for me.” Josh sprinted up the stairs, looking like a kid who was about to get presents on Christmas. “Ok,” I said turning Sammy to me, “Deep breath, calm down. You can't just go up there and fuck him. If you shoot too soon then the whole thing is a wash. So relax, get your control back. Ok?” Sammy nodded, though his cock was still sticking up like a yardstick. “This is about breaking him,” I explained “You need him not to just like it, you need him to surrender to it. That means pushing him hard, setting the pace and wearing him out. He can't be a partner to this, he has to be the receptacle. You guys aren't fucking, you are breeding him. Got it?” Sammy nodded. “You're gonna wanna get caught up in the sex. Resist that urge, hold off on cumming as long as you can. You really need him to just beg for it at the end. Literally beg you to get him off.” “I can do that, he said, his cock twitching at the thought. “Ok, I'm gonna be watching, so make it good.” Sammy smiled and we headed upstairs, to destroy Josh's little jock ass.

Part Five I put Sammy in my bed and went back downstairs to finish my breakfast. Josh was chillin, loading up a game of COD on the TV. “Told you he was hot,” I said sitting down. “Fuck yeah, can you believe the cock on that kid?” he let out an appreciative sigh and started his game. After about an hour I saw Sammy come downstairs, dressed with his sneakers in his hand, making a beeline for the front door. “Whoa there, where you going?” “Gotta go!” he said starting to run. “Sure thing, let me know how your brothers like the video.” He froze. I played the video Josh took of him riding my cock and his head fell. “Come over and sit down.” He dropped his shoes and sat down on the other couch. I played the video again, “So you understand the situation right?” “I just wanna go home,” he pleaded. “Come over here,” I said patting the seat next to me. He sighed and plopped down. “I don't want to send this,” I told him, “This is for you to sit here and listen. When I'm done, I'll delete it and you can go.” “You're lying.” I held up two fingers, “Scout's honor.” He relaxed a little, “So talk.” I put the phone down, “Ok look, you're freaked out about all this, I get that.” “I'm not gay,” he said quickly. I laughed, “Dude this isn't about gay or straight, no one said it was.” He made a face, “Then what is it about?” I put my arm around him, “It's about power.” He was listening. “It's about power and control. Some people want it, some people like to give it. I took control of you, and you liked it. That doesn't make you gay, it makes you...” I leaned in to kiss him, “It makes you mine.” Our lips touched and I could feel him respond. “Look, I like you kid, that's the truth. I would love nothing more than to just use you until you cry, and I will, but I saw you earlier, and I'm thinking there is more to you.” “More what?” he asked. “More,” I said nuzzling his neck. He sighed and let me and I almost started to go at this kid again, but I was making a point. “Look, let's set out the ground rules. You're mine, period. That isn't in question, got it?” He nodded, looking nervous as he was eager. “So just because you're under me, doesn't mean you're under everyone,” I nibbled on his ear lobe, “You just need to find your place.” He let a small moan out, “What place?” “Look, you're the youngest, no one listens to you, you're always last to matter right?” He nodded. “Your brothers pay you no mind and you just have to go along with whatever right?” Another nod. “Don't you want to change that?” “Sure, but how?” I smiled, “Power and control.” He gave me a small smile. “Look, you have the cock of a god, a perfect body, you have all the marking of an alpha, you just need to learn how to be one.” “How do I do that?” he asked, a little hunger in his voice. “Learn to control people.” “Like my brothers?” “Not yet, that's gonna be a larger job, but I told you. Some people like to be in control...” I looked over at Josh, “Some people like to give it.” “Him?” he asked. So far we had been talking to low for Josh to hear and he was so caught up in his game he didn't care. “He wants your cock bad, like super bad. Walk over there, make him suck it and then fuck the shit out of him.” “Now?” Sammy asked, fear creeping into his voice. “I'll be here guiding you, this is your first step into becoming something more. Take it.” He watched Josh play for a while, who knows what going through that pretty head of his. “So I just walk over and tell him to suck me off?” I chuckled, “First thing you need to do is walk over and assert dominance.” “How?” I grabbed his crotch, “This, this is going to be all the dominance you need until you learn how to do it yourself. Trust me, most guys will buckle just seeing this monster.” “All the girls that have seen it say it's too big.” “There's no such thing as too big for guys. We just see it as a challenge, and most guys see a bigger dick as a sign of hierarchy. Bigger the cock, bigger the status.” You could see from his face he was getting into this. “Walk over there, tell him what you want and show him why he needs to listen to your commands.” He nodded, “And you'll be here the whole time?” I nodded, “I wanna see my puppy feed his bitch a bone.” He took a deep breath and then got up, walking over towards Josh. Here we go!

If anyone was curious, this is our Sammy, John and Eli...

Part Four We settled in and smoked it up. I kept watching Sammy carefully, after a a couple of minutes I could see the goofy grin on his face. I put my joint down and moved over to the couch he was on, “You ok?” He looked at me with unfocused eyes and nodded. I took the joint from his hand and put it down, “It's hot in here isn't it?” “Yeah kinda...” he slurred. “Let's get this shirt off them.” He sat there as I took his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. God there was that chest again. This boy had no idea how hot he was. I reached down and tweaked one of his nipples and he instantly responded. “Yeah you like that don't you Sammy?” He nodded and I leaned in to nibble at the other one. “Oh fuck...” he moaned as I alternated between the two of them, driving the kid nuts. When I stopped his face was flushed and he stared at me with naked lust. I leaned in and kissed him hard and was instantly met with his tongue. He was into this, big time. I moved to his neck and he just threw his head back, giving me full access. He was grinding under me as I assaulted him with my mouth in every possible. After he was worked up I moved back “Take off your shorts.” It was important that he did this himself. He was here voluntary but I needed him to fully commit to this. I need him to do this of his own free will, so next time we didn't need the pretense of the joint. His hands fumbled at his waist for a few seconds and then he pulled them down, boxers and all in one go. His cock was already hard, jutting out looking like a fucking baseball bat. “Jesus fuck,” Josh exclaimed, “That's massive.” “Yeah, all the Parkers have a big dick, don't they Sammy?” He nodded with a smile, “We are blessed...” “How big are your brothers?” Josh asked with a hunger. “John is way bigger...” he said with a dreamy tone in his voice, “Eli isn't as big as me,” and he covered his mouth as he laughed. “Move,” Josh said dropping to his knees as he began to worship Sammy's monster cock. “Oh fuck yeah...” Sammy exclaimed, grabbing the sides of Josh's head, guiding him down. I heard Josh gag a little and the grin on Sammy's face told me he was used to that. I shucked my sweats off and climbed on tot he couch. My dick was now eye level with Sammy and he looked over at it blankly. “Open up.” He didn't move and I grabbed his head and moved it towards his face, “Suck my fucking cock.” My cockhead pressed against his lips and for a few seconds nothing happened. And then I felt his tongue swirl around the head and finally I entered his mouth. It wasn't anything great, it was obvious the boy had never had a dick in his mouth before. “Cover your teeth,” I demanded, smacking the top of his head, “Use your tongue more.” With every order he responded until our little high school jock was sucking dick like a pro. I guided his head like he had done to Josh and I could tell he was getting into it by the way his tongue kept doing laps around my shaft. Josh on the other hand was in hog heaven with the kid's fuckpole. He held the bottom with one hand and licked the top half like an ice cream cone. “Josh, start rimming him,” I said. Josh looked up at me and his pupils were huge, he was way into this kid's cock for sure. “Start prepping him.” John nodded and raised Sammy's leg up a little to get access to his ass. As soon as Josh penetrated him I could tell from the was Sammy moaned around my cock. I stood over Sammy's chest, my cock still in his mouth. His head was all the way back as he choked on my cock as he was getting rimmed. There was something primal about two college guys just using this high school jock for our own pleasure. On the surface Sammy looked like the perfect all American boy, but here he was with a cock in his mouth and a tongue up his ass. It was more than just debasing the kid, it was like I was fucking the entire neighborhood at once. “Relax your throat,” I told him as I stopped pistoning and slowly pressed my cock down his throat. He began to gag and I said, “Breathe through your nose, just relax your throat like you're going to swallow.” He stopped struggling and I could feel my head touch the back of his throat. Slowly I shoved my cock down, feeling this baseball boy deep throat his first cock. I pulled it back and could see the tears in his eyes from effort and I smiled, “Good boy, so good.” I cupped his face and leaned down to kiss him, which he responded to instantly. We made out for a good while as Josh kept loosening his ass up for the main attraction. I pulled back and looked at him, “You ready to get fucked?” His looked half eager and half terrified but he nodded slowly. I climbed down off the couch and tapped Josh on the head, “We're ready.” He came up for air, huge smile on his face, “This kid is fucking hot!” “Tell me about it,” I pulled Sammy to his feet and then took his place on the couch. “Come on champ, you know what you want.” Sammy moved to sit on me, expecting me to do the work. “Grab my cock, line it up.” I ordered, again making this his decision, not mine. I felt his hand grab my dick and then move it into place. I felt that tight, little hole and looked him dead in the eyes. “You know what you want.” Slowly he began to lower himself onto my cock, his eyes closing and a small whimper escaping his mouth. Inch by inch my cock sank into him, all of it done by him as I didn't move a muscle. Finally I felt his ass settle on my lap which meant he took my whole cock willingly. “Good boy,” I said kindly, stroking his hair, “You ok?” He nodded, and I kissed him again. Like any puppy it was important to give positive reinforcement for good behavior. He kissed me back and I could feel his ass squirm against me. “You ready?” He nodded. “Go for it.” He pulled himself up and I felt my dick move in that impossibly tight ass. As he slid back down he let out a hearty moan and threw his head back in delight. Again he lifted himself and then slammed down harder. By the fifth he was really going for it. On the sixth I pushed my hips up when he came down. The effect was instant as he let out a loud, “Fuck!!” and his cock let out a hefty spurt of precum. I grabbed his waist and started moving this kid around like a fucking sock puppet on my dick. He was wild, head thrashing from side to side as he called out, begging me to fuck him harder. This kid may have been straight last week but since then he had discovered he had a hungry pussy that needed to be fed all of that didn't matter anymore. Josh had his phone out and was capturing the moment in all it's glory I smiled and gave a thumbs up to the camera and Josh panned around to show Sammy's face. “You like that Sammy? You like getting fucked?” “Oh yeah, oh yeah....harder....fuck me harder....: he panted. Josh gave a thumbs up saying he had caught it and I knew Sammy was ours for life now. “You like that cock?” I asked and Sammy nodded, sweat flying off his matted hair. “You like getting fucked don't you kiddo?” “Yeah....love it....harder...more....” I looked over his shoulder to Josh, “You heard the boy, he wants more.” It took Josh a moment to figure it out and once he did the gin on his face was pure evil. “Hand me his joint,” I asked. I took the joint as Josh lit it and put it in Sammy's mouth, “Big drag buddy, come on, hit it like a real man.” Sammy took a four second drag and then swallowed it, coughing a few times after. The effect was instantaneous, he let out a strained, “Whoa...” and he became wobbly on top of me. I handed the joint back to Josh and gestured for him to get behind Sammy. “Ok, you good? You like that?” He nodded blankly, his eyes focused on nothing. “Do it man,” I said to Josh. I felt Josh's cock press next to mine and then slowly push into our little baseball boy. “Wha...” Sammy exclaimed slurring his words, “Wha you guys....nooooooo!” Josh cock pushed into the already tight hole and Sammy didn't know how to process it. “Wai...wait....” he panted, “No not...oh fuck...not this....” Josh's cock next to mine felt incredible as he pushed all the way into Sammy. We both stayed still as the jock's ass fluttered around our cocks, trying desperately to adjust. “Come on Sammy...” I said cooing, “You wanted more.” I pulled him up and he let out a plaintive moan all the way, “No....tooo much....: I let him go and he slowly slid down our cocks, “Fffuuucccckkk.....” he hissed as he bottomed out again. I raised him a few inches and let him go again and the noises began to change. “Yeah, see....you know what you need,” I said pulling him up again, “You need your pussy filled.” This time I slammed down and his eyes flew open as he tried to steady himself on my shoulder, “FUCK!” he screamed, “Oh fuck, oh fuck...” he exclaimed as I began to bounce him up and down a few inches faster. Josh was nibbling on the back of his neck as he both fucked him, trying to overwhelm the boy with as much pleasure as we could. I kept pulling him up farther each time until he was moving up and down nearly the entire length of our dicks. “Oh yeah...yeah....oh god...” he huffed, giving up the fight, his head slumping down onto mine. Now we really went at it. We both forced our way up into him as hard we he could and each time he would whimper and moan as he took it. His ass was adjusting to the girth and the pain must have lessened be cause I could feel Sammy pushing back slightly after about two minutes. “Oh you like that Sammy?” He didn't answer or raise his head, but he was pushing back all the same. “Yeah Sammy likes his pussy smashed doesn't he?” As I talked to him his pushes became harder. “Come on Sammy, tell me you want more...beg for me.” He didn't say anything so I stopped moving him. “Forget it Josh, he doesn't want it.” Josh began to pull out and Sammy's head came flying up, “No! NO I like it...please...” He was pushing back, trying to push Josh's cock back into him. Josh responded by slamming into him and Sammy let out a low growl. “You want us to fuck your pussy?” “Yeah...fuck me...fuck me...” he begged. “Fuck your pussy?” He hesitated. “I ain't a fag Sammy, I only fuck pussy....don't you have a pussy?” He looked confused and I looked at Josh, “Fuck it, let's roll.” Josh pulled out again and Sammy started to panic. “Yes, I have a pussy! Fuck my pussy...hard....come on please....fuck me!!” I smiled and said, “Good boy, “ and kissed him again as Josh thrust into him. Now Sammy was riding our cocks willingly, his hands on my shoulders and using his strength to pull himself up and then meeting our hips as he trust into him. Watching the muscles in his torso work as he desperately fucked himself was so fucking erotic. “Yeah Sammy likes this...” I said taking a hole of that monster between his legs, “Why did god give you such a big dick...” I pulled him down hard making his scream, “When you have such a fuckable pussy!” “Fuck my pussy...harder...yeah harder...faster...” he demanded as I stroked his cock. “What would your brothers do if they caught you riding our cocks Sammy?” He let out a moan and I could feel his cock throb in my hand from the thought. “You think your brothers have hungry pussys too? You think the Parker brothers want to get fucked?” He didn't say anything but his moves became more frantic as he got off on the image. “You wanna see us fuck your brothers Sammy? You want that?” He looked up with a hunger in his eyes and said, “Yeah...fuck them...fuck them hard....” I felt his cock jerk and knew he was about to blow. “You wanna fuck your brothers Sammy?” He let out a “FUCK!!” that must have been heard across the neighborhood as he unloaded on my chest. Wave after wave of cum exploded out of his monster dick, his ass clenching bring me and Josh to the edge. “I'm gonna cum,” Josh said panting. “ME too.....so close...” We began fucking him harder and Sammy squealed like a pig as he assaulted his already sensitive prostate. “Yeah gonna fuck your brother Sammy....gonna slam them hard....” He was just speaking gibberish now as his cock kept trying to shoot. “Fucking breed this kid,” I roared as I let loose into his guts. Josh was right behind me and we filled this little high school jock with enough cum to impregnate a dozen girls. We both stayed still as we shot load after load into him, the whole time Sammy begging for something... Josh let out a sigh and pulled out of the now wrecked ass. Sammy was on my chest, like a tired puppy from a long day of play. “You like that Sammy?” I asked him, pulling his face up for a kiss. He gave me a smile and then kissed me passionately. Yeah, this was going to be fun.

Part Three A couple of days passed and no word from the Parkers. I had school and practice so I didn't really care, but I was wondering if little Sammy remembered anything from that night. I hadn't told the guys what I had gotten up to for a few reasons, One, they would have asked a million questions and two, a couple of them would have asked why I hadn't invited them to join. After a long week Josh, a midfielder with blond hair and dangerous eyes, and I were up Saturday morning watching YT and eating breakfast when there was a knock on the door. We looked at each other in confusion since we weren't expecting anyone. I got up to answer and was pleasantly surprised to see Sammy standing there with a huge smile on his face. “Hey!” he said cheerfully, “What you guys up to?” I moved aside to let him in, “Chillin, eating some cereal, you hungry?” “What you got?” he asked heading towards the kitchen. I showed him the half a dozen boxes we had and got him hooked up with a bowl. He sat down with Josh and me and we all ate in silence for awhile. “So what brings you around?” I asked after awhile. “Bored,” he said between bites, “Wanted to see if you guys wanted to get high.” “You holding?” I asked. He pulled a small bag of weed out of his shorts, “All we need are papers and we're gold.” Josh smiled, “I can handle that.” and he got up to go grab some from his room. Once we were alone Sammy looked at me, “I was also wondering if you had any of that rose oil weed left. I liked that shit a lot.” The way he said it made me think he wasn't talking about the weed. “You liked that huh?” I asked with a grin. He nodded, “Yeah, I mean if you wanna.” Yeah, I don't think we were talking about the weed. “Lemme go check,” I said, running upstairs. I caught Josh as he was coming back and stopped him, “Hey man, that kid is looking to get plowed.” “What?” he asked with a glimmer in his eyes. “Last week I got him high and fucked him hard. I think he's back for round two.” “Damn, you fucked him with his brothers downstairs? Legend man!” he fistbumped me. “So you wanna train this kid?” “Fuck yeah!” “Ok, no matter what you do, don't toke off his joint.” Josh gave an evil grin “Oh fuck yeah...I'm in.” I grabbed one of laced joints and a couple normal ones and we headed downstairs. “You grab papers?” Sammy asked. “Your weed is no good here!” I proclaimed, “Here, rose oil special.” I handed him the joint and I could see the slight hesitation on his face. “And one for you Josh,” and I handed him a normal joint. “He likes the rose oil also?” Sammy asked shocked. “Eat it up little man,” Josh said lighting his joint up. “Cool,” Sammy said, a little more relaxed. I reached over and lit his joint and we made eye contact for a moment. “It's cool man, just like before.” He nodded and leaned forward for the flame. He took a long drag and I knew we were in for a party.

Thanks man, I try 🙂

Part Two We were a few minutes into Fortnite and I could see him start to relax. “So baseball huh?” He nodded as he fired, “Shortstop.” “Nice, that's a tough position to play.” He shrugged as he killed a player, “I'm not bad.” “So you have to be super popular right?” He shrugged again, “I gotta a lot of friends.” “Girlfriends?” He looked over and smiled at me, “A few.” I wasn't surprised but I made a big deal about it, “Dude, you a player?” “I like keeping my options open,” he said taking another hit, “How much pussy you get?” I lifted my shirt to show my abs and grinned, “Dude I'm starting attacker, I'm beating them off with a stick.” He gazed at my torso and then looked away, “Nice abs.” “Lemme see yours.” He looked at me with a loopy smile and pulled his shirt off. God damn I was right, this kid was perfect. He had nice pecs and a fucking eight pack with deep, defined cuts. His nipples were dark, quarter sized and begging to be bitten. “Jesus dude,” I exclaimed truthfully, “Can I touch?” He nodded and I ran my fingers up his abs and then to his pecs. He closed his eyes for a moment and I knew the joint was kicking in. I tweaked his nipple and his eyes flew open as he gasped. “Don't man! They're super fucking sensitive.” “Oh really?” I said with an evil smile. He nodded and I could see the unfocused gaze in his eyes, “Yeah....my girl knows I'll do anything once they start getting tweaked.” He was feeling no pain. “Anything?” I said reaching out and giving them a twist. He let out a moan and tried to swat my hands away, “Come on man...” His eyes were barely open and his hand just fell to his side. “You said anything...” I said pinching them again. He whimpered and I saw him stick his chest out, just begging for more. “Come on man...” he whined. I leaned in and licked one and he gasped, “What the...” I nibbled on it and he moaned and his protests fell flat. I moved over to the other nipple and he just kept making noises that might have been words but I wasn't sure. I went back to tweaking them with my hands as I moved up and nibbled on his neck. He threw his head back and stopped fighting it. I moved up to his ear and he squealed a little. “What are you...” he slurred as pressed my mouth to his. At first nothing, he just laid there but as I moved a hand over his crotch he responded with a moan, which allowed me slip my tongue in. His cock started to harden in his shorts and as it did he began to kiss back. I don't even think he knew what was going on any more, he was just enjoying it. I couldn't believe what I was feeling, his cock got bigger and bigger under my touch until it seemed massive. I broke the kiss and opened his shorts, he was just lying there, drool at the corner of his mouth. “Lift your hips up Sammy,” I said pulling them down. Like a good little boy he raised his ass as I slipped his shorts and boxer briefs down. A fucking man's cock slipped free and slapped his abs with a solid thud. I looked on with amazement, this high school kid had a cock bigger than mine! It was easily nine inches and too thick to wrap my hand around, I know because it was the first thing I did. “Ohhh....” he moaned, eyes still closed, as I stroked the length of him. Jesus Christ he was hot. His pubes were trimmed neat and I could see his balls were smooth as a baby's bottom. He had a deep tan line that told me he had spent most of the summer in nothing but swimming shorts. “Jesus you're fucking huge,” I said out loud. He smiled and nodded, “It's a family thing...” he muttered. “Your brothers are hung too?” With slurred speech he said “Parker family tradition...” and then trailed off. I leaned down and licked the huge purple head and he groaned and thrust into my mouth. “Yeah....suck my cock...” He had no idea who he was talking to...he just wanted to feel good. I could make him feel good. His cock filled my mouth as I tried to go down as far as possible. His hands weakly gripped the sides of my head as he tried to face fuck me. He was a leaker, a steady flow of precum filled my mouth as I worshiped this kid's horse cock. He got into it, bucking his hips like a bronco as my tongue tried to swirl around his shaft. I let it slip out of my mouth and the wet slap of his cock against his shredded abs was as erotic as fuck. I licked the underside for a while and then moved down to his balls. They were bigger than fucking eggs so I took one in my mouth and swirled it around. He moaned ever louder as I relished the smooth skin. I moved to the other and he was just crying out in pleasure and I slathered him with my spit. He was in heaven and didn't give a fuck who I was. Grabbing the sides of his muscular thighs I pulled them apart and leaned him back some, exposing that perfect baseball ass. I don't know if you've ever fucked a baseball player but let me inform you, they have the best asses. Hard, tight melons of pure muscle with just enough meat to jiggle. I loved baseball players and knew I was going to take my time with this ass. I licked under his balls and his moans stopped. As I moved down and assaulted his perineum he let out a low growl that told me I was the first one to do this to him. He tried to grab my head but I was leaning him back farther and farther in the bean bag, exposing his ass to the air. Spreading his cheeks I could see hit tight little pink hole looking back at me, dying to be broken. As I started licking around the outside he let out a lustful, “What are you doooooing to me?” As I got closer to his hole I could see his pucker tighten up, a reflex that most straight men had. I pushed my tongue into the center and felt the resistance stop me. “No...no don't...” he panted, his words slurring badly. Reaching up I tweaked his nipples and he let out an excited chirp and his hole opened in reflex. And my tongue dove in. There was aborted squeak from him as I pushed my way into his virgin ass. His hole was fighting the feelings he was experiencing, it would clench shut and then open fully, allowing me deeper entrance, which caused him to resist again. We fought like this for about a minute before he let out a sigh and his hole relaxed completely. My whole tongue violated his ass and he let out a moan of complete pleasure. He wasn't the first start jock I had tongue fucked, now that he stopped fighting me I need him to want it, crave it. I don't want to brag but I had a pretty talented tongue. The girls and guys I had eaten out had complimented my on the length and strength of my tongue and from the sounds little Sammy was making he was enjoying it too. He had moved from fighting to allowing to actually pushing back into the invader as I pushed his legs apart wider to get just a quarter inch more access. He was babbling mess, this fucking pretty straight jock was begging me to tongue fuck him blindly and we had just started. I stopped and lowered his legs and he gave me a panicked look for a moment until he felt my finger push into him. His mouth opened in shock and I leaned in and kissed him hard. Again I don't think he even knew what was happening, that I was a guy or anything. All he knew was pleasure so he went with it. The walls of his ass fluttered around my finger as he kissed me back. I could hear the sloshing from my spit and slid a second finger into him. He moaned into my mouth as I pushed deeper into him, looking for the key to our next adventure. My fingertip moved over his prostate and his ass clenched as his tongue went nuts in my mouth. I stopped kissing him as I started to just pound his joy button with my hands. “W-what....no....ohmygod...what are you....oh harder...” I smiled as he went from concerned to shocked to rapture in a moment of seconds. I slid my fingers out and said, “Push out...” I shoved three into him and he stopped breathing as his ass tried to cope with the girth. He looked like he was going to complain when I rubbed two fingers over his spot and he just relaxed and practically purred. “Yeah...oh....yeah there....” he panted as I drilled him hard. His huge cock was spitting precum all over his abs as it twitched every time I hit him. He was too out of it to stroke himself off, he was just delirious with all the new sensation he was feeling. Once I felt no resistance at all from three fingers I knew it was time. I slipped my shorts off with one hand as I kept finger fucking him. My cock was bobbing in front of me, begging for some fun. I slowly removed my fingers and he hissed and then let out a plaintive moan. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed some lotion and slathered up my cock. “You like that?” I asked, moving over him. He gave me a stupid smile and he nodded. I raised his ass again and pressed my cock to his hole. “This is going to feel even better,” I said as I lowered his ass. He slowly pressed down onto my cock, the head cresting at his tight, little opening. “Wait...wait...” he said panicked. His eyes were wide open and he was clawing at my chest, “Wait...no....what are you...” I gripped his cock and started to stroke him which caused him to moan and lose concentration for a moment. The head of my cock popped into him and he gasped as I just stayed still. “No...no...you're....don't...you're in me...” he whined. I kept stroking him as I tweaked his left nipple. His eyes closed and he just groaned as he slid another inch down my cock. “Uhhh....” he whimpered as he kept sliding further down on my cock. I felt his ass cheeks hit my pubes and I knew I was balls deep in this kid. “W-wait...” he pleaded as I pulled slowly back. Instead of answering I just trust forward. He grunted and then let out a sultry moan as his cock twitched. I pulled back again and waited before thrusting into him. Again he grunted and then sighed, and I knew I was hitting him where I needed to. I began to piston into him and he began to moan, his head thrashing back and forth. I made sure to push up with my end thrust, making sure the head of my dick hit him squarely where it counted. His cock was rock hard as I began to fuck him hard, his hands that had been on my chest trying to stop me moved to my shoulders as he hung on. I spread his long legs and just went for it as he began to just whimper with each push. “W-w-hhhattt....” he asked as his cock bobbed back and forth. “You like that Sammy? You like that cock?” He shook his head as I slammed him again and again, he was saying no but his cock was begging for more. I grabbed his ankles and spread him wishbone style as I began to lay into him hard. His perfect little body was covered with a sheen of sweat as his eyes rolled back into his head and just accepted his fucking like a good boy. I really gave it to him for a few minutes, no words, no variety, just a plain old fashioned fucking. This was the next part about harvesting a straight jock's cherry, repetition. After about five minutes I stopped and pulled out of him. He gasped as my head plopped out of his former virgin hole and he looked at me confused. I moved over to the other beanbag and then pulled him over, his ass over my cock. “Come on Sammy, you know you want it.” He looked conflicted as his pucker touched the tip of my cock. “Come on...you can do it...” He closed his eyes and slowly lowered himself onto my cock. The look of radiance on his face as he felt me enter him almost made me cum right there. He bit his lower lip as I he bottomed out on me. He sa ton my cock and opened his eyes to look at me. “Good boy...” I said putting my hands on his hips. I raised him up some and he moaned as I let him go, falling on my cock. I did this about a dozen times before I could feel him helping me. Slowly I lessened my grip and watched as this little baseball jock began to fuck himself on my cock. “You like that Sammy?” I asked as he bounced up and down. He nodded as he slammed down hard onto me, each time that donkey dick spurting a little more precum. “Tell me you want it Sammy, tell me what you want....” He was silent as kept fucking himself so I stopped him and his eyes flew open and locked with mine. “Tell me what you want.” You could see the conflict on his face so I pushed into him. His eyes closed and he moaned and I stopped. “What do you want?” “Fuuuck mee....” he pleaded, the last dregs of his resistance vanishing. I pushed up into him and pulled him closer as I began to bunny fuck him hard. His arms went around me as he geld on for dear life. My cock was smashing his guts everywhere and from the whimpers coming from him it was everything he hadn't know he wanted. I could feel him pushing down onto me as I pushed up, our hips slapping loudly as we both got into it. He was out of it, he didn't care of he was straight or gay or whatever. He was too fucked up to know anything but pleasure and he wanted more of it. And I was ready to give it to him. After a few I tossed him off my cock and told him to get on all fours. He assumed the position and looked back at me like an eager puppy. I grabbed the back of his sweat matted hair and rode him for all it was worth. He was begging me after a minute or so, I mean what could I do but give the boy what he wanted. I watched the muscles in his back roll as he reached under himself and started stroking his big cock. “You like that cock Sammy? You like that cock in you?” “Yea..yeah....fuck me....fuck me harder....” he said between strokes. Grabbing his neck I pulled him up and began to nibble on his ear as I fucked him. He whined as he fisted his cock for all it was worth. I applied pressure and cut off his air as he got closer. If he knew he was without air he didn't show it, all he did was stroke faster and push back onto me like his life depended on it. I heard an aborted choke from him as his ass tightened around my dick. Letting go of his throat his cock exploded with cum. Ropes and ropes of teen cum painted my floor as he convulsed around my hard cock, feeling his first fuck in all it's entirety. After about four shots he whimpered as his cock kept flowing, his ass tight as a vice. My cock began to pulse and I knew I was about to breed his jock boy good. I pushed all the way into him and whispered into his ear, “Take my load boy, fucking feel me shoot into your pussy.” As I began to cum he moaned, it was a combination of shame and lust as a part of his mind realized what he was doing while the other part of him loved every second of it. He passed out on my cock, his body spent from his first violation. About an hour later his brothers came looking for him and found him asleep on my bed as I played Fortnite. “I think he drank too much,” I said smiling, “He just passed out.” John rolled his eyes, “Typical Sammy, talks a good game but is a little bitch in the end.” He reached down and picked his little brother up, “Thanks for looking out for him man.” I gave him a wink, “My pleasure man, he's a cool kid.” They both nodded and left, leaving me with a satisfied smile. And a desire for more....much, much more.

College was expensive. I mean I know that isn't a huge revelation or anything, but I did not expect my scholarship to dry up so fucking fast. I was on a full ride for Lacrosse but it barely paid for tuition and books. Food and lodging was definitely not covered. A couple of the other guys on the team were in the same boat so we decided to look for a place we could all share. It didn't help that everything around Dallas was like three times the cost of normal places. We searched all over and finally one of the guy's dad had a rental property he was willing to rent to us, as long as we kept in shape. It needed some work and six athletic guys had more than enough time to fix it up. It was a nice house in the middle of suburban Richardson, a pretty expensive place outside of the city proper. As we drove up tot he place there were kids on lawns, dads moving shit...I mean it was right out of an old TV show or something. There was no way we could turn this into a party house, well not a real one. As we moved our stuff in we scoped out the place, wondering how much trouble we could get into before the neighbors called the cops on us. There were three bedrooms which meant two guys to a room. No one really minded because we were al a little homey-sexual. Don't know what that means? Let me explain. We all got a little handsy when we got fucked up. I mean we weren't gay or anything, but we were college athletes with bodies to prove it. We knew what a good looking guy was and when we got high or drunk, we got a little gay. Again, nothing serious, some sloppy kissed, a handy or at the most a bj, but that was about it. Gay chicken was an Olympic sport for us and everyone thought it was funny. I wasn't gay, but I was sure in the fuck bi. I liked fooling around with the guys but I never pushed it because the only reason everyone was cool messing around was that no one thought anyone was serious about it. I was a little serious about it. But you don't shit where you sleep so in my mind, my roommates were off limits and that was that. We were about done emotying the moving truck when three guys walked up on us. Wait, let me rephrase that. Three fucking studs walked up on us. There were brothers, that much was evident but the striking features and varying shades of blond hair they had. The oldest was built like a shit house, real bulky, football type guy and super A&F vibes. The middle was skinny but you could see he had some meat on him, of the three he was the least attractive and let me tell you, he could still get pussy by simply smiling. It was the youngest one that broke everything though. He looked 18, bright blond hair, shaggy like a surfers, blue eyes, and a body that looked like an action figure. This kid was like sex in Converse and I don't think he had any clue about it. “Sup?” the oldest one said, giving me the all knowing bro nod. “Hey man,” I said holding my hand out. “You guys moving in?” A couple of the guys stopped and waved and I nodded, “Yeah, we all play lacrosse at UH, you?” “I'm John, this is Eli and that's Sammy.” Eli nodded and Sammy tried to do the same but it just looked like a puppy imitating the older dogs. “We live over there,” he pointed to a huge house at the end of the block, “I play football at UH and Eli is soccer.” “I'm baseball!” Sammy volunteered, and he looked like it. Baseball guys were hot, like super hot. They had these savage upper bodies, no fat, great legs from all the running. They were just all around sex packages in my mind and Sammy looked the type. “So the jock brothers?” I joked. “Parker,” John said smiling, “Welcome to the neighborhood.” “Glad to meet you guys, so is it as strict as it looks?” Eli nodded, “Yeah, my mom is already on the phone with the other hens, complaining about the neighborhood going to hell.” “Damn, that was fast!” John shook his head, “Look bro, it's cool around here. But trust me, these assholes are looking for a reason to boot you guys and you've been here like five minutes. Just keep your head down and let them get used to you and trust me, they'll learn to deal.” “That's good advice man, thanks.” “Well, we saw guys who were under thirty in the neighborhood and wanted to check it out.” “Cool, you guys are welcome to hang whenever you want. There will always be beer and someone will be playing COD in one of the rooms.” “You guys game?” Sammy asked. “COD, Fortnite, a couple of the guys play Overwatch, least they used to. Yeah we game it up some nights.” John laughed, “Well you just ensured this one will be on your couch every day.” “These guys won't play anything with me!” Sammy complained, “They say games are for kids.” “Well then this is a whole house of 20 something year old kids.” His face lit up and I swear I felt my cock twitch in response. “Well cool man, you guys need any help with the boxes?” Eli offered. It was a good play, he could see there were like two boxes lef tin the truck they timed their arrival to make sure they could offer and not get hooked in to heavy labor. “Nah we got it, but if you guys wanna hang later, we're gonna have some brews as a housewarming party and I think they wanna Madden tonight.” John's eyebrows raised, “I could do some Madden.” “I thought games were for kids!” Sammy teased. “They are, but football is different.” Sammy rolled his eyes and we all laughed. “We should have shit hooked u by 6ish, come by then, we'll be ordering pizza too.” “Sweet,” John said holding his fist out for a bump, “I'll see if we can score some beers to pitch in.” I bumped him back and the all turned to leave. I tried not to stare at their fucking perfect asses through their shorts, but I failed that pretty bad. “What was that? Church of Zoolander recruiting?” I shook my head as I watched them, “No, are new neighbors.” “Cool, you wanna help me with these last boxes?” I shook myself out of my fever dream and nodded, “Let's get em!” I pushed the Parker brothers out of my head for now, I needed to unpack a house first. That night they all came over and brought a 12 pack with them. We had order half a dozen pizzas and had more beer than 60 people could drink. We had set up the TV's in the main room and had them all connected so we could play some epic games. They settled in, grabbing a slice and a cold one, even Sammy. His brothers seemed ok with it so I didn't care, I could tell John was keeping one eye on his little brother. Sammy had a baggy pair of shorts on and a Captain America shirt on that hugged his frame a bit too well. John was in a Dallas jersey and a pair of jeans while Eli had a hoodie and a pair of khakis on. The three of them could not have dressed any different but they were all obvious related. It reminded me in video games where you have to pick you character, The huge one, the skinny one or the one most people choose, the one with the perfect body. John and Eli got into the tournament pretty fast while Sammy watched from the other side of the couch. His calves were huge and covered with a light dusting of blond hair. He was leaning forward to watch and I could see his tight ass through the shorts and knew instantly I wanted to fuck this kid badly. After a few games my guys were holding their pwn but it was obvious that Eli and John had played together a lot. The first game went to overtime with the Parkers pulling it out at the last second. There were groans all around and more than a few fucks and bullshit muttered. Beers were passed out again for round two and one of my guys asked if they wanted to light up. Eli and John looked at each other and then John looked back to Sammy. “No way.” “Oh come on!” Sammy cried, “It's not like I haven't before!” “I don't care, of mom finds out you got stoned with us she will kill me, like literally take a knife to my throat kill me.” “Me and my friends get blazed all the time!” he shot back. “Then get high with them.” Sammy made a face and then stomped off to the kitchen. They lit up and began to pass around the joint, I decided to follow him. He was getting another beer obviously trying to calm down when I walked in. “Hey man, that sucks,” I said. “I get high all the time!” he raged, “Fuck I do it more than them. So unfair!” “So let's go up to my room and smoke our own joint.” His face broke out into a smile, “Really?” “Yeah, fuck them, they're gonna be down here playing all night. We should be clear upstairs.” “Fuck yeah!” he said cheering, “Dude you're the best!” I walked out and told John we were gonna go play Fortnite upstairs, he didn't even look back and said, “Cool man, Sammy behave.” Sammy flipped his back off as we walked upstairs to my room. I locked the door behind us and told him to turn on my Xbox while I got the weed ready. He eagerly turned everything on while I went to my weed stash. I could have rolled us one but I had a few special joints for special occasions. This was a special occasion. I grabbed a Rompums for him, that's a joint laced with ketamine, and a normal one for me. As I sat down I handed him the Romp and lit up my normal one. He leaned in for a light and took a huge drag off of it, I could tell this kid had smoked before and assumed it was a normal joint. HE inhaled and I saw him make a face, “What's that taste?” he asked. “It has rose oil in it,” I lied, “Makes the burn smoother.” He took another drag, “Yeah, I can feel that shit.” I toked on mine and grabbed a game controller, “You ready to play?” He had the joint hanging outside of his mouth, “Fuck yeah I am.” It was only a matter of time now.