From the outside Martin had the perfect life. He was a form..

From the outside Martin had the perfect life. He was a former alpha marine who married the woman he loved and had two kids. They moved to a small town and started a successful hardware store. Even out of the Corp he kept his body in top shape. Between the gym and working on his farm, his body was kept hard. His smooth, tattooed muscles drove his wife wild and several other women lustfull for him. Everyone looked up to the muscular younger man, however, he had a secret. Every Thursday he received a phone call from Harold, the town’s richest man. Martin makes an excuse to his wife and asks her to watch the store. Martin didn’t say a word nor made any noise as he laid face down on the bed in the cheap hotel, while the smaller man fucked him. The big tough former marine gripped the sheets and held back a deep moan. He wasn’t about to give the man the pleasure of hearing him enjoying getting fucked like some bitch. “Oh my god, you are so fucking hot and tight,” Harold grunted as he slammed in and out of the muscle stud under him. Harold grabbed hold of the thick mountains of muscles that were Martin’s tattooed shoulders and used them as leverage. The smaller man rammed hard up Martin’s ass with a grunt. His softer, smaller body slapping against the muscular ass and wide v shape back. Martin was biting his lips to keep from moaning, but it was getting harder to hold off. His prostate was getting pounded over and over and the fictition of his throbbing cock against the mattress was pushing him to the breaking point. He closed his eyes and tried to willed himself away. He tried to think of his wife and kids. And all the women he had fucked. However, it just made it more humiliating for him that he was being fucked like one of those bitches and his cock was rock hard. Most people when they see the 6’4, 250lbs former marine with his huge muscles and tattooed arms and torso, they see an all man, an alpha male. However, Harold made him realize it was an illusion. Martin didn’t know why he first let Harold fuck him and why he come back every week for more. He told himself that it was because he was afraid that Harold would tell his wife and destroy his straight life. However, he knew that by coming back each time it gave the smaller man more control over him. Plus It didn’t explain why he enjoyed it so much. Finally Harold yelled and pushed all the way into Martin. Martin closed his eyes tighter as he felt the warm seed filled him. Harold always comes in brackets. When Harold finally stopped cumming, he pulled out of Martin’s ruined ass and gave the firm smooth ass cheeks a hard slap. “Damn, I never get tired of that ass of yours. It's tight and beautiful everytime,” Harold laughed as he got off the bed. Martin continued to lay in bed. He didn’t want the smaller man to have the pleasure of seeing the pool of cum that Martin was laying in. Harold had literally fucked the cum out of the tough former marine. Martin buried his face in the sheets to hide the tears. He was a grown tough man. He wasn’t about to show Harold he was crying. While Harold redressed in his suit and tie, Martin finally pulled himself together. He gathered the cum soaked sheets around his mid selection and stood up. He reached for his briefs and jeans and pulled them up his muscular legs. “Sweet, you shy,” Harold laughed at the muscular half naked stud. “I have to get back to the hardware store,” Martin buttoned his jeans. He had made a business for his family in the small town and had a solid reputation. “Well you earned this,” Harold pulled out an envelope from his suit jacket packet. Martin was still shirtless when he took the envelope. He felt cheap like a whore as he took the money. His business had been having a hard time lately and when Harold found out he offered to help in return for more sexual favors. Harold touched Martin’s smooth pecs and small pointed right nipple. “Now, my clients are expecting you tonight. You will make sure they are happy.” Harold moved his finger in a circle around the nipple. “Tonight is my son’s birthday,” Martin was visibly upset. “I think the future of your store and family is more important,” Harold ran his hand down Martin’s chisel abs. “I would hate for you to lose your business, family, and reputation.” Martin knew he had no choice, “I will be there.” That evening Martin was the center of attention of a group of men. They cheered him on as he obediently stripped for them. His humiliation grew as they groped and fondled him. Worst of all, several of the men at the exclusive party were regulars in his store. Seeing his hard muscles naked and exposed before them, they couldn’t keep their hands off him. He was made to get on his knees and serviced each man with his tight throat and his exquisite ass.