Manny drove his old truck up to his next client’s house in the rich predominantly gay neighborhood. He had made a successful business as a pool cleaner and landscaper. It helps that he was attractive and muscular, with dark sexy Latin features. The gay clients were all over drooling at him. His girlfriend didn’t want him to have female clients for fear the hot Latin stud would cheap on her, so she encourages him to work for the gay clients. She believed her macho boyfriend would never fool around with another man. Although straight, Manny would tease the old men by wearing crop top shirts to show off his chisel hairy abs and smooth lower back. Under his old work jeans he always wear a jockstrap. When he bend over the top shelf of his muscular, smooth ass would be exposed. The old perverts would give him a lot of tips.
When he pulled up to the biggest house that he work at, he stepped out of the truck and gathered the equipment he need for the job. His adjusted his baggy jeans so that they rested low on his narrow waist, showing off the black jockstrap he wore under them. He didn’t know why he did it and didn’t even realized that he did it. He then carried his equipment around the large luxury house to the pool area. Once out back he began to clean the large pool. A few minutes after he began to work, the house owner, Mr. Stone came out. The fifty year old man was in decent shape for his age and wore a red speedo. Manny tried not to look but he could help it, Mr. Stone was very hung.
“How your day, Manny,” Stone asked as he sit in out of the posh lounge chairs by the pool.
“Good, sir,” Manny replied as he pulled out some leaves from the pool.
“It a hot day. Look like you are burning up in those jeans,” Mr. Stone smiled and took a slip of his ice tea.
Manny suddenly grew nervous. He knew what the older man wanted. Manny looked around the private backyard and then unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. The older man smiled at him as Manny pulled off his jeans. Manny then picked up his net again and returned to work in just his jockstrap. He continued to work, knowing that his client’s eyes were never leaving his muscular ass. Manny bent over to reach the net and pole into the pool. His ass was smooth, despite his hairy legs. He had been shaving it each morning in the shower before going to work. He found clients, like Mr. Stone, like it. He use to never care what other people think, especially gay men, but since working for Mr. Stone, he found himself wanting to please the older gay clients. He knew his tight hole was visible as he leaned further over to extend the leaf net. He continued to keep his back to the older man and felt the man’s eyes on his ass. Manny found it a turn on being ogle by the rich man and his own cock was hard in the nylon jock pouch.
Manny rested and wiped his forehead on his sleeves. It was hot, with the sun beating down on him.
“Take a break, here have a drink,” Mr. Stone called out to him and held out a glass of ice tea.
Manny sit down the pole and net and went over the tanning man. He took the tall, cold glass and took a long drink. It tasted so refreshing. Mr. stone was looking up at Manny’s muscular body, standing above him. He then boldly reached out and groped the straight worker’s bulging crotch. Manny stopped drinking the tea and looked down at the older man’s hand. He swallowed hard as he just watch the man rubbing and massaging his hard cock. A part of Manny want to pull away but his feet and powerful legs wouldn’t move. Mr. Stone just smiles up at him as he rub and squeezed the growing bulge. Manny felt so good. He watched the older man move his other hand to Manny’s right, thick thigh. Manny flexed the shredded quads as he loved the attention. He always been proud of his muscular legs. He found himself moving closer so that Mr. Stone can get more access to them. While still rubbing and stroking Manny’s bulging jock pouch, Mr. Stone moved his other hand up and behind Manny’s right thigh. When he reached Manny’s big, jock framed ass, he gave the meaty right cheeks a hard squeezed. Manny raised on to his toes at the man’s firm grip. The straight stud was divided between fear and lust as his ass was manhandled. Stone moved his hand down and found Manny’s tight little rosebud, buried deep between the two muscular ass cheeks. Manny closed his eyes and tried to hold back a moan as the man teased his hole.
Mr. Stone moved his other man from Manny’s throbbing, trapped cock and pulled out his own cock from the red speedo. Manny opened his eyes and stared at the thick, large cut cock. It was bigger then his own uncut meat. Each time he saw it, the straight, masculine stud felt weak. With Mr. Stone’s fingers still probing his ass, Manny knelt down beside the gay older man. Closing his eyes, Manny leaned forward and took the cock between his thick lips. He position himself so that his mouth could work the thick shaft and Stone could continue working his fingers in and out of Manny’s manpussy. Manny started to ch0ke and gagged on the thick meat as he took it into his mouth. He pulled off of the cock, but Stone placed his hand on the back of his head while poking his finger harder against Manny’s prostate. Manny was drooling and snubbing over the thick cock as he tried to please the older man. He grunted over the cock head as Mr.Stone pushed a second finger into him and then a third. All thoughts of his girlfriend and his straight life faded. It felt good and right for a man like Manny to serviced a rich, powerful man like Mr. Stone.
Mr. Stone finally pulled his fingers out of Manny’s stretched hole and pulled the muscular younger man off his saliva covered cock, by the hair. Manny knew what the man wanted and he knew men like Mr. Stone get what he wanted. With a strong grip on his arm, the older man turned Manny to face him and made the younger, muscular stud saddle his waist. Manny obediently lowered himself down on the man’s cock. Manny’s let out a groan as he slowly impaled himself on the huge cock. As his hole grew use to the thickness inside him, Manny was soon moving up and down the cock. Mr. Stone looked up at him and started running his hands up Manny’s torso, tracing the flexing cobblestone abs and up under the cut off shirt. Sitting all the way down on Stone’s cock, Manny pulled his shirt over his head and toss it in the ground. He began to flex his chisel, tanned body while bouncing on the cock. Mr. Stone reached up and ran his hands over the muscular chest and cupped the full pecs. Manny throw his head back and moaned. He loved the feel of the man’s hands on him and the thick cock high up his tight ass. As he flexed, his ass muscles began to work Mr. Stone’s big cock. The older man moaned loud and grabbed Manny’s masculine hips. He thrusted deep up the ass, coming deep inside Manny’s ass. Feeling the warm seed filling him, Manny’s cock throbbed and shot his load on to Mr. Stone’s chest.
When Manny finally recovered and pulled himself off the cock, he obediently began to lick cum off the older man, until Mr. Stone was clean. Manny had made $500 just in tips that day.
Superman was flying high above the city on his normal patrol when he suddenly was overcame with a high pitch sound. The sound was on such a frequency that only he could hear it and it was deafening. He covered his ears in pain and began to fall out of the air. He spanned uncontrollably toward the ground at high speed. The ground was quickly coming closer and closer. Finally, just as he was about to crush into a building, he was able to gain control and changed direction toward the old warehouse district of the city. Even as he flew, he was unable to think. Somehow he knew where he was going and he was unable to stop himself. He still heard the high pitch sound in his super sensitive hearing. It made it so hard to think as it told him over and over how good it was to obey. As he flew his supersize cock was rock hard and bulging his tight uniform. It was pressing against the skin tight alien material, pointing toward the direction he was heading. He was heading straight to the origins of the sound. He came to a landing, kneeling with his right fist on the hard concrete, in front of one of the abandoned warehouse. His eyes were emotionless as he stood and walked into the dark building. His super vision adjusted to the pitch back interior and found it empty. Suddenly a bright spotlight came on right into Superman’s eyes. It was temporarily blinded Superman and he covered his eyes with his cape to shield himself. It wasn’t a normal light, it was light on the same spectrum as the Krypton sun. Superman felt his strength weakening as his senses were bombarded over and over by the light and sound.
“Well, well, the mighty Superman, or should I say Superbitch,” from the shadows emerged Lex Luther.
The bald mad genius was smirking as he saw Superman standing before him. Superman stared straight ahead, unable to resist or fight.
“I’m going to enjoy fucking you so much,” Lex approached his archenemy. He pulled out a remote control and punch in a series of buttons. The high pitch sounds began to replete over and over.
“You found yourself unable to resit or fight Lex Luther. In fact you found it arousing to obey Lex Luther. It feel so good to obey and serve Lex Luther. Serving Lex Luther bring you pleasure. Pleasure is to serve Lex Luther. He is your master, your god.”
Luther couldn’t believe how big and thick Superman’s cock was as it stretched and strained the uniform. Luther pulled his eyes from the thick tube and decided to test his programming.
“Take off that ridiculous cape,” Luther ordered.
Superman tried to resist with all of his might. He crunched his fist but to no avail. It was so hard to think due to the light and sound. The light made him weaker and the high pitch sound repleting over and over made it so hard to think. However, it was his own large cock that was his ultimate downfall. It was so hard and felt so good straining against the skin molding suit. It wanted to obey, to do as the sound tell him to do.
“Yes, master,” Superman responded against his last remaining will and reached up to his massive shoulders and unhooked the cape, letting it fall to the floor.
Suddenly Luther rise his fist and delivered the hardest blow he could muster on Superman’s chisel chin. Luther screamed as his fist hit the granite like chin. As he was shaking and holding his injured fist, he was pleased to see Superman was just standing there with a blank look on his handsome face. Superman would normally responded by pouching the man across the room and through the far wall, but Superman just stood emotionlessly with his hard cock pointing straight up.
Despite the pain of fist, Luther roared In laugher of victory. Superman was his obedient slave. The bisexual villain had been lusting after the man of steel for years. The things Luther dreamed of doing to Superman were unspeakable and now the object of his fantasies were before him and helpless. He looked up on Superman’s face and found the ultimate masculine face to be beautiful with the blank stare in Superman’s eyes and the tiny droplet of drool on the corner of the man of steel’s mouth. Luther reached out and pushed the trademark curl on Superman’s forehead back. He smirked that he was going to cut the annoying curl off. Luther then moved his hands down the massive arms. Each arm were as large as Luther’s head and the material of the suit displayed every muscle definition. He moved his hand up to the broad shoulders and down to the huge pecs. Luther couldn’t resist from squeezing the big stubs of meat in his hands. He pushed them up and together. Superman let out a deep groan as his massive pecs bounced and danced against his enemy’s hands.
Luther laughed, “you are such a slut Superman.
Lex then moved his hands down the visible 8 pack, tracing each abs that were displayed through the suit. He finally reached the large throbbing cock. It was stretching the suit and was leaking large amount of pre-cum that was soaking through the thick material. Luther gripped the thick tube and started stroking it. He couldn’t even wrap his fist around the trapped meat. Superman let out a moan and began to thrust his wide muscular hips, desperate to fuck Luther’s hand. Luther laughed and stroked the cock harder. Superman was breathing harder. He closed his eyes and thrown his head back. His body was shaking and his huge muscles spasmed. Luther eyes widen as Superman came inside his suit. Wave after wave soaked through the material, turning the blue material dark. It seem forever before super man finally stopped cumming. It was the most Luther ever saw a man cum. Superman was breathing heavy as he came down from his post orgasm high. However, Luther wasn’t done with the man of steel yet.
Lex Luther moved behind Superman. The view of Superman’s ass was unobstructed without the long cape over it. It was breathtaking to the villain. The suit clanged to the round muscular ass, displaying every curve and thick muscles. Lex had dreamed of riding that ass for so long. He placed both hands on the large ass cheeks and squeezed. They were as if the ass was made of steel.
“Guess you are the man of steel. Buns of steel that is,” Luther laughed and patted the super firm glutes.
Lex wanted to see his prize naked. However, Lex saw no zipper or opening on the full body suit.
“Super boy, open the back of your suit,” Luther ordered, making sure to refer to Superman as boy.
“Yes, sir,” Superman reached to the base of the back of his neck and touched the top of the suit. Suddenly the suit parted down the back. As Superman flexed his back it became more open, displaying the chisel back. The sight was breathtaking to Luther. Superman back was like a marble sculpture with layers upon layers of muscles. The suit continued to part down to the small of Superman’s back and displayed the top shelf of the superhero’s beautiful ass. Luther approached and pushed his hands into the suit, reaching deep down into it, Gripping the warm, flawless ass cheeks. Superman, now thinking only how to please his former enemy, flexed his vshape back and pulled the tight suit down his shoulders. Superman’s ass was finally exposed and Luther was in awe of it. It was smooth and flawless, even Superman’s hole was hairless. The villain pulled his hands away and hurried to unzip and removed his pants.
“Bend over and touch your toes,” Luther ordered.
Superman did as he was told and his inhuman cock began to grow hard again between his powerful legs. Once Luther was naked, he aimed his own hard cock between the massive ass cheeks. He knew the danger of fucking someone as powerful as Superman, and knew he got to be careful. Even weakened by the light, Superman was still more powerful then any human. Too much pressure from his ass and Superman could incidentally snap Luther’s cock off.
“Relax your manpussy Superman. You will experience only pleasure when I fuck you but you will be gentle on my cock. You understand, boy,” Luther teased Superman’s virgin hole.
“Yes, master,” Superman moaned.
Superman relaxed his hole and Lex Luther slide into the man of steel.
“Ffuckk,” both enemies yelled at the same time.
Luther never felt a hole so tight, it was like a vice around his cock. Superman’s ass muscles clamped down on his clock and pulled Luther’s cock deep into his bowls. Superman in return felt only pure pleasure as he was penetrated for the first time. He tried to control his strength but it felt so good. He was flexing his powerful ass muscles around the cock, milking the weaker human. Luther wrapped his smaller arms around Superman’s wide torso for support. Superman peeled the suit further down his torso and let Luther grab hold of his hairy chest. Luther dig his fingers into Superman’s pecs and he slammed in and out of The man of steel. Both human and superhero was moaning and covered in sweat.
“I can’t take anymore,” Luther moaned loud. He was pulled all of the way into Superman, his balls pressed against Superman’s. He let out a deep, loud groan and came.
As he came over and over, Luther whispered into Superman’s ears, “cum, now. Cum and be my super bitch completely.”
Unable to resist, Superman shot his load again and again. As he came, all resistance and all traces of the former superhero was gone. Luther pulled himself out of Superman’s hole and collapsed. Superman knelt down and scooped up his former enemy into his arms, carrying his new master to Lex’s hidden chambers. Days later the world was shocked to learn that Superman had turned and was imprecated in the kidn*ping of Metropolis bodybuilders and college football players.
Captain America had received a tip on the location of several missing athletic younger men. He had tracked down the latest Hydra headquarters and decided to break the secretive criminal organization himself. He didn’t trust any one. Hydra had spies everywhere. With his shield in front of him, he blasted through an old warehouse. Instead of meeting resistance he found it empty. The large empty room was dark at first. Suddenly the doors closes and locker behind him and multiple color lights came on. The lights then began to pulsate. He tried to shield his eyes but it was too late. He held up his shield to bloke out the lights. However, the lights were all around him and even shone off the polished metal back into his blue eyes. He felt his huge sculptured muscles growing relaxed as his mind faded. The shield got so heavy on his right arm that he finally let it slip out of his hand and crushed to the floor with a loud bang. Captain America just stood there, with drool starting to run down his chisel chin. His mind was blank.
When the lights stopped pulsating and returned to normal, the door at the far side of the room opened and the Supreme Commander of Hydra walked into the room. The older man was pleased as the super hero just stood emotionlessly before him. Captain America’s crotch was bulging obscenely. The hero’s supersize cock was rock hard as he swayed back and forth on his muscular legs.
The Supreme Commander was pleased. He boldly reached out and stroked the side of Captain America’s masculine face, “you are so beautiful.”
Captain America didn’t respond.
“You will feel intense pleasure when you obey without question. It feel so good to obey. The more you obey, the more submissive and obedient you become. You understand, Captain America?” The supreme commander moved his hand down Steve Rogers’s broad shoulders and down the thick muscular arms.
“Yes, feel good to obey,” Captain America moaned.
“Good, boy, now follow me,” the Supreme Commander lead Steve Rogers out of the large room and into a smaller, elegant decorated room. There was a large bed of pillows at the end of the room in front of a large window overlooking the city.
“Get on the bed, on your hands and knees,” the older man ordered.
Captain America was bulging and throbbing in his uniform as he crawled on to the bed. His large, muscular ass was stretching his tight uniform pants.
“The great American ass,” the Supreme Commander was pleased.
He gave the superhero ass a hard slap, causing Captain America to jump and moan. The supreme commander pulled out an ancient dragger from the side table and proceeded to cut the center seam down the back of Captain America’s pants. He then ripped the pants open to reveal the smooth, hairless ass. The skin was tan and firm. Captain America let out a deep moan as his new master felt up his ass.
“America’s ass,” the Supreme Commander repleted as he slapped the tight muscle packed ass. The ass was a work of art.
Steve Roger’s mind was spinning. He tried to think and resist, but his mind was so cloudy and he was so horny. He found himself pushing his ass out toward his new master as the Supreme Commander began to probe his super tight man pussy. Captain America was feel only pleasure as his insides were stroked and loosened.
“It feel so good to be fucked by other men, your man pussy feel so good getting used and probed,” the Supreme Commander’s voice filled Captain America’s blank mind.
Captain America began to push his large ass back and wiggle it like a dumb himbo. He moaned loud, and began to beg for more like a slut. The more the Supreme Commander probe and tease his ass, the more hornier and obedient the super hero became.
Everyone called him Thor for he look like a Scandinavian god, with his tall muscular body and long hair that draped over his broad shoulders. He wore his hair pulled back behind his ears. When he walks into the gym he was use to women and even men turning their heads to look at him. This one particular night he was working on his long muscular legs. He racked up five 45lbs plates on each side of the bar on the squat station. He was about to duct under the bar, when an older man in workout tights came up to him.
“Need a spot?” The man asked as he took in the 6’4 muscle god.
“I’m good,” Thor tried to ignore the stranger, as he duct under the bar and lifted it off the rack.
He started to squat his powerful legs. He got low and his legs were shaking. He couldn’t believe he wasn’t making it. Suddenly the man came up behind Thor and wrapped his arms around his muscular torso.
“That it, slow and steady,” the man whispered.
Thor lifted the weight up. “Good, boy. Another,” the man wrapped his arms around Thor.
Thor found himself doing another rep and another. Each time he squat, the man moved with him. His crotch close to Thor’s large ass.
“Just focus. Breathe in and out. Focus,” the man whispered. Thor could feel the man’s breath on the back of his neck.
“What the . ..” Thor felt the man’s cock pressed against his muscular ass.
“Ssshh, just focus. Lower,” the stranger pushed his hands into Thor’s cut off muscle shirt, gripping his huge pecs. He hands cupped the big beefy chest as he guided Thor up and down.
Thor found himself continuing to perform each rep as he lost count of the numbers he did. He was breathing hard, and his legs were tired and burning. He kept feeling the man’s hardon pressing against his bubble ass. The hardon rubbed between Thor’s plumped ass cheeks. The man’s cock was pushing his shorts deeper between the hungry ass cheeks. Thor was red with embarrassment. Finally he couldn’t do another rep, and returned the bar to the rack.
“Good, boy,” the man pulled his hands from Thor’s pecs and slapped the wide muscular back.
Thor leaned against the bar, exhausted. His legs were weak and god like body covered in sweat. Thor also tried to hide his raging hard on. The man eased his hands down Thor’s back to his ass. Thor couldn’t believe the man was feeling up his ass right in middle of the gym. And he couldn’t believe he was letting him.
“Follow me into the locker room,” the man gave the large ass a hard slap.
Thor couldn’t believe he was following the man into the locker room. He was no fag he kept telling himself. The man was waiting for him when he got to the locker room. The man placed a hand on Thor’s sculptured pecs and felt them up. Thor let out a moan as his shirt was lifted up and pulled over his head, revealing his smooth, shredded torso. He just stood there as the man ran his hands down Thor’s torso and back up to his shoulders. The man’s touch felt so good. The man then ran his hand through Thor’s long mane. The man then pulled the taller Viking god into a deep kiss. Thor moaned into the man’s mouth as the man gripped his long hair and pushed his tongue into Thor’s mouth. Thor felt so weak and aroused as the man’s tongue dominated his. The man pulled away and with both hands on his wide shoulders he pushed the muscular god down on to his knees. Thor’s legs were too weak to resist as he sunk to his knees. The man smiled and pulled out his own large cock. Thor’s eyes widen in terror but he was helpless. The man gripped his long hair again and pulled him toward the cock. Unable to resist or think, Thor took his first cock into his mouth and began to worship it.
Satisfied Customer
Kurt waited impatiently, pacing the living room of his apartment in only a pair of pink tight boxer briefs. He was already running late to get ready for the gym. His dealer told him he would be there ten minutes ago. Kurt got a competition to prepare for and needed the extra boost to get more shredded and bigger. He knew a lot of guys that deal in steroids but Martin had the best. They were untraceable and no side effects. Of course the stuff were expensive, but Kurt had a reluctant agreement with the little, creepy dealer.
Finally there was a knock at his door. Kurt quickly opened it. Martin’s eyes traveled down the half naked bodybuilder’s body.
“Nice underwear,” the smaller man smirked.
“Whatever, man. You late,” Kurt grunted as he let the creepy dealer in.
“I do have other clients,” Martin laughed.
“I thought you said I’m the only one you supplying,” Kurt grew angry.
“Relax, dude. You get the best stuff, just like we agreed,” Martin patted the larger man’s huge shoulders.
“I need the edge, man.”
He watched Martin put a small leather case on his coffee table and opened it. He then took out a syringe and a small bottle.
“You said it not steroids, but what is it,” Kurt watched Martin held up the bottle and push the syringe into it.
“Pure alpha-b, man. All the benefits of steroids but quicker and none of the side effects of steroids,” Martin filled the syringe and pulled it out of the bottle’s rubber top.
He flicked the syringe a couple of time and turned toward Kurt, “turn around and bend over big dude.”
Humiliated Kurt turned his wide back to Martin and bent over and grabbed his ankles.
“Damn, that a beautiful ass,” Martin lifted one side of Kurt ‘s CK pink briefs, wedging it between the beefy ass cheeks.
He smaller man admired the thick cords of hamstrings muscles running up the back of Kurt’s massive legs, up to the huge round ass.
“Get it over with man,” Kurt grunted.
Martin smiled as he touched the bare right ass cheek and pushed the needle into the meaty cheek. After pushing the syringe in and injecting the sexy bodybuilder, Martin began to stroke the huge ass.
Kurt remained bent over, letting the other man stroked his ass. He felt humiliated but it was Martin’s price for providing the free drugs. Martin leaned close to Kurt as he traveled his hands up the massive v-shape back, and was soon laying against Kurt. Kurt could feel Martin’s cock through his jeans as the small man was pressed against his back. The longer he remained bent over, Kurt could feel the bl00d rushing to his head.
Suddenly Kurt felt so good. He felt pumped as the Alpha-B circulated through his system. His veins were thick and muscles pumped as if he just had an intense heavy workout. Kurt cock grew rock hard in his underwear. He never was so hard, he was even leaking through the thin fabric. All the disgust and humiliation of being groped by the gay man faded, and was replaced with a feeling of pure bliss. He felt his mind growing weaker and unfocus. It was so hard to think and at the same time felt so good as all thought faded.
“Feel good, don’t it,” Martin whispered in Kurt’s ear, licking the right earlobe.
“Fffuck, yeah,” Kurt groaned. “ my body feel sssoo hot.”
Kurt laid against the near by kitchen countertop as Martin peeled down his underwear. Kurt’s ass was smooth and flawless, and the huge cheeks were tight.
Feeling the air on his shaved hole, Kurt groaned, “my hole inches.”
Martin smiled at the dumb bodybuilder and push a finger into the tight virgin hole, “feel better?”
“Fffuck, yeah, deeper,” Kurt’s moan as his insides were stroked for the first time.
“That a nice tight muscle pussy you got,” Martin eased his finger in and out if the bodybuilder’s manhole.
“Muscle pussy,” Kurt moaned louder as Martin probed his prostate. “Feel so good.”
Martin pushed in a second finger, stretching the straight bodybuilder open. Kurt only moaned more. Martin love it when big muscle alphas like Kurt use Alpha-B for the first time. They get so horned up and with in minutes turned from tough Alphas into submissive betas. The incredible pump and the mindless bliss was highly addictive. They would do anything for more. Martin mused how fun it be to fuck Kurt anytime he wanted, as he spread his fingers in Kurt’s ass, loosening the whimpering bodybuilder.
“You want, daddy to fuck your muscle pussy,” Martin whispered into Kurt’s ear, while pushing a third finger into the bodybuilder’s hole.
Kurt merely grunted out a “fffuckk.”
Taking it as a yes, the skinny dealer pulled out his fingers from Kurt’s stretched hole, and undid his pants. His cock popped free. He aimed his long, hard cock at Kurt’s hungry hole. The Alpha-b made Kurt’s prostate sensitive and overstimulated. His hole flexed and wink, begging to be ripped open. Grabbing the large bodybuilder’s shoulders, the smaller man roughly rammed his cock into the virgin manpussy
Kurt let out a loud yell as he was penetrated for the first time. However, instead of intense pain, it was pure pleasure as his prostate got pounded. Kurt’s mind was a haze while he pushed his muscular hips back to get more of the huge cock inside him. His entire body was on fire, muscles pumped and veins popping. He flexed his muscles as the cock slammed in and out of him. The straight bodybuilder never realized how good it was being another man’s bitch. All of his pleasure senses were heightened and in full overdrive. He grunted and moan in pure heat.
Martin was in return moaning as well. The bodybuilder’s incredible ass muscles were flexing around his cock. As Martin eased out, the ass muscles gripped his cock and pulled him back deeper in. The ass was so tight, it was like a vice around his cock. Years of supplying bodybuilders with steroids and trading his merchandise for their straight asses, he knew bodybuilders are the best fucks. However, on alpha-b they were in pure heat. Kurt’s ass was milking him to climax. Pushing ball deep into the bodybuilder’s ass, Martin paused and let out a triumphant yell. He came wave after wave deep inside Kurt.
Upon feeling Martin flooding his insides, sent Kurt over the edge. He came without touching himself. His entire massive body shakes and spasmed as he came in huge joules over the counter. When the smaller man pulled out of him, Kurt slide to the floor like a rug doll. Martin was surprised to see Kurt’s cock was still hard and his bull balls was already refilling. Kurt looked up at him with a blissful look in his masculine face. Another satisfied customer, Martin smirked as he began to wipe his cock on Kurt’s chisel, handsome face.
“Dave, have you seen my son Cody,” my boss popped his head into my office.
I look up from my work, “no, I haven’t seen him. Mr. Seitz.”
Frustrated, Seitz leaned against the door frame, “the brat came in wanting money to take some girl he just met out on a date so he can bang her. He too good looking and dumb for his own good.”
“Well you know how 2o year olds are, full of hormones,” I laughed.
“Yeah, but he need to start thinking about more then working out and fucking every pussy he sees. I’m really grateful that you starting to take him under your wing and train him.
“No, problem, Mr. Seitz. I’m only hope I can help,”. I smiled
“Well, you have a hard track a head. Cody need to learn to be a man, if he going to take over when I retire. I let you get back to work,” Seitz closed the door behind him.
Cody pulled his mouth off my cock and breathed. I was surprised how he could get his muscular 6’4 body under my desk. He looked up at me with his sexy brown eyes and started to lick my fat cock head. He seem completely unfazed by what he overheard his father saying about him. Although, Seitz was right, the boy wasn’t very bright and too damn sexy fit his own good. I reached down and pulled his head back on my cock. The college jock obediently started sucking my cock again.
Cody was so different from the cocky spoiled brat that he was when I first met him. He came to the office at least once a week to beg for money from his rich father. He would Parading around the office like he already owns the company, in his gym shorts and tank tops. He had nice wide shoulders for playing basketball and a incredible ass. It was large and sit high on top of long, muscular legs. He made sure everyone knows that he was the boss’s son. Cody would flirt with every female employee and I’m sure he had bedded a few of the hungry cougars at the office. It was well known that Seitz was planning on retiring as soon as Cody graduated college and join the company. I know I need to gain control of that spoiled brat to gain control of the company.
My luck and patience paid off when I caught Cody in the executive restroom during one of his visits to borrow money. He was snorting coke on the bathroom counter. The sexy jock boy was high as he beg and pleaded with me not to tell his daddy about it. I just stood there with my arm cross waiting for the fake tears to stop.
“Come on, man, don’t tell my old man. I’ll do anything,” he pleaded.
“Anything, “ I smiled at him and unzipped my suit pants.
“Dude,” he was shocked that I was gay.
“ on your knees or daddy going to see the video of you snorting coke,” I held up my phone and showed to him that I had recorded it.
“Come on please, I ain’t no fag,” his eyes were watering as he plead.
“Down on your knees,” I ordered.
Cody didn’t know if he was more scared of being exposed or scared of my tone, but he knelt before me. His eyes widen as I pulled out my thick, cut cock. I then grabbed his hair and pulled him down onto my cock. He at once started to gag and ch0ke on my large cock as I began to r*pe his mouth. I held his head tight, guiding it on and off it. With my cock all the way down his throat I kept a tight hold on his head. He couldn’t breathe nor pulled away. He was turning red and tried to grab hold of my legs to pull off. I finally let go of his head and let him breathe. My cock was coated with his drool and saliva.
Cody was unsteady as I pulled him onto his feet and bent him over the sink. He started to plead again but I gave his bubble ass a hard slap, and preceded to spank his ass. He insistently shut up, he never been spanked before and was in shocked someone was disciplining him. I grabbed his shorts and pulled them down. I continued to spank his ass in his black boxer briefs. He then started to cry, and jump at each hard impact.
“Please, stop, I do anything you want, just stop,” he was crying.
I stopped spanking his ass as I grabbed the back of his boxer briefs and pulled. I ripped the tight boxer briefs down the middle, exposing his beautiful smooth ass. He was fully crying by now with his oversized bubble ass exposed. However, he remained bent over the counter top. I reached around him and pumped some soap from the dispenser on to my hand. I then pushed him further down on to the countertop. With the soap as lube, I push a finger into his tight virgin hole. He grunted loud as he was penetrated for the first time. I grabbed his hair with my free hand as I continued to stroke his insides, loosening him. He was squirming and begging while I stretched his hole open. I made him watch himself getting used through the mirror. After I got three fingers in his boypussy, I pulled them out. I then grabbed his chisel narrow waist and pushed my cock up his ass. Even with my cock lubed with his drool, and his hole lubed with soap, he was still tight. I pushed deep and hard into him. He was groaning in both pleasure and pain. However, I was pleased to find him rock hard and leaking. His dark eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he couldn’t hold off. He shot his load without even touching himself. His ass muscles spasmed around my cock as he came, gripping my cock. His ass flexed and milked around my cock. I then shot my load into his sexy jock ass.
Since then, he was a different boy when he around me. He still played the spoiled brat around his family and everyone else. However, with me, he was the perfect obedient boy toy.
Nancy finally had enough of her abusive husband, Jason. She had loved him once, his dangerous masculine appearance was once a turn on for her. However, after they got married he became more meaner and abusive. She couldn’t take anymore. However, she soon discovered that she was trapped with no way out. As she described what she was dealing with at home, her boss listened intuitively. He imaged Jason shirtless, with his tattooed torso bare. Mr. Stone had a liking for tough, wild studs like Nancy’s husband. He knew many studs like him take their frustrations out on women, thinking it make them more of a man. However, all they actually need was another man to tame and ride them. Women can never give those man’s what they need. Mr. Stone finally spoke after Nancy dried her tears. He offered her $50,000 to leave Jason and help the older man captured him. He was literally offering to buy her husband from her. She was shocked, but at the same time the thought of Jason getting r*ped and abused by another man turned her on. Nancy agreed.
Next Friday evening, Jason came home from his construction job and walked through the house in his heavy work boots, dirty ripped jeans, and t-shirt. The sleeves of the t-shirt hugged his tattooed biceps showing off the tan shredded muscles. He was yelling for his dinner. He expected it every evening when he get home. Nancy had it ready for him with a cold open beer. Jason saddle the chair with his muscular thighs and took a swag from the beer. She watched nervously as her husband ate. He was unaware that his food and beer were laced with drugs that Mr. Stone had provided. She grew more nervous as Jason finished his dinner and was showing no effects from the drug. However, suddenly Jason eyes grew heavy and he tried to struggle to keep his head up. Nancy removed his plate just in time as his head fell on to the table top.
When Jason woke, he found himself tied to the chair, in only his grey boxer briefs and work boots. “What the fuck,” he screamed and jerk the chair to get free. “You fucking whore, let me up,” he yelled at Nancy as she approached him. It was then Jason spotted her employer, Stone, sitting beside him.
He remembered the older man from a company picnic that Mr. Stone had for his employees and their families. Jason remember the older man was trying to hit on him several times.
“What that faggot doing here? Bitch get over here and let me go, you fucking whore,” he grew more violent as he pulled at his bounds.
However, Nancy calmly walked behind him and put an adjustable leather mouth orthosis around his head. As he cursed, she f0rced the hooks into his mouth. His cursing and protests became muffled cries.
Jason looked down in horror as Mr. Stone placed a hand on Jason’s muscular left thigh. Jason tried to pulled away but the older man grabbing the solid, thick thigh and pulled him back. There were anger and fear in the tough man’s eyes as the older man moved his hand up Jason’s leg and over the grey boxer briefs. To Jason’s horror his own cock began to grew rock hard in the boxer briefs thanks to the Viagra that Nancy had slipped him. Stone’s hand reached Jason’s hard cock and began to squeeze and m0lest the straight stud’s cock.
“Ssshh, that a good little boy,” teasing Jason on his hard cock.
Jason struggling slowed as tears started to well in his eyes.
“You try so hard to be the big macho man, don’t you. You try to compensate for being less then a man, by putting down women and gays,” Stone whispered as he stroked and rubbed Jason’s throbbing cock.
“No, please,” Jason tried to plead but it came out as muffled whimpering. His tough jerk persona crumbling, betray by his own cock.
Nancy had her money but was pulled between leaving or staying and watch her once dangerous, tough husband getting bitched out by another man.
“Don’t fight it boy,” Stone stood up and undid his dress pants, pulling out a thick cock. Jason’s eyes widened in horror and began to rock the chair to get free. However, Mr. Stone grabbed him by his shaved head, “sssh.”
He then pushed his thick cock into Jason’s wide open mouth. Tears were pouring from his eyes as he ch0ked and gag on his first cock. Stone was holding his head firmly while thrusting in and out of Jason’s tight throat. Never in his adult life had anyone ever treated Jason like that. He was always the one doing the dominating. However, all along his cock stayed rock hard and was even leaking in his boxer briefs. He was humiliated. Jason was drooling over the cock like a dog over a bone. He couldn’t breathe but helpless to stop Mr.Stone.
Right when Jason thought he was going to pass out, Mr. Stone pulled his cock out of his mouth. Jason began to breathe in oxygen. Mr. stone then preceded to untie his from the chair, however his muscular arms and legs still bound as he was pulled on to his feet. Jason tried to gain stability to escape but the older man just pushed him down hard on the table. Jason hit the kitchen table hard, knocking the air out of his lungs. He then felt his boxer briefs being ripped off of him, exposing his tight virgin ass. With only his work boots still on, Jason’s legs were kicked apart. Then there was a brief silence then a loud, stringing slap on to his muscular right ass cheek. Jason screamed into the mouth piece as he kicked out his legs and raised his head. Then another slap on his left cheek. Jason hadn’t been spanked since he was a little boy by his macho father. Jason was crying out at each slap as Stone’s hand impacted on his firm ass cheeks. All along Jason’s cock remained rock hard, pinned against his chisel abs and the hard table top.
“You been a bad boy, Jason. Daddies bad boy. Daddy need to punish his little boy,” Mr. Stone repleted over and over as he slapped each cheek.
The memories of his childh00d filled Jason’s confused mind. He always tried to please his dad, be a real man. But he failed.
Suddenly the spanking stopped. However, Jason was given no relief.
He felt Mr. Stone’s hard cock pressing against his virgin, tight hole. Jason felt the man split on his hole and then Stone pushed hard into him. The pain was unbelievable as Stone pushed harder and deeper. Mr. Stone held Jason’s hips and began to pull in and out of the tight ass. Thrusting in and out, each time deeper and harder. The pain slowly fade and replaced with pure pleasure. Jason’s eyes rolled up into his head. Mr. Stone grabbed the mouth device from the back of Jason’s head and pulled it off. Jason’s jaw and throat was sore, but he let out a deep long moan. With out touching his insufficient cock, he came hard on the table beneath him. Jason was totally defeated, but in pure bliss. Mr. Stone quickly followed and seeded deep inside him.
Nancy continued to work for Mr. Stone and saw Jason on several occasions after their divorce. He was a different man. Mr. Stone now pick out all of Jason’s clothes, to show off his tight body. He was no longer the dominant alpha male. Instead He was docile and even jumps whenever Mr. Stone bark. With in three months after the divorce, Jason became the perfect submissive wife that he always thought he wanted, by marrying Mr. Stone and becoming his boy wife.
Hudson thought it was a turn on at first when the woman he picked up at the bar was into kink. The woman who called herself Lisa was into some pretty kinky shit, and the tough alpha jock thought it was hot. Lisa talked Hudson into letting her put the collar and leash around his muscular, thick neck. He started to have second thoughts when she pulled out the leather hood, but she just flashed him her breast and his raging alpha hormones took over. She let him feel up her boobs as she put the hood over his head and zip it up. Lisa had to hold back laughing how dumb the stud was. Hudson’s cock was so hard in this pants. He was so preoccupied with her sexy body that he didn’t noticed the syringe she had in her hand until she injected it into his massive delts. It became so hard to think as the drug pumped through Hudson’s muscular body. His head became so cloudy and he was unable to focus. However his cock stood rock hard.
She ran her hands down his hairy chest. “it such a shame,” she whispered as she admired his sexy muscular body.
The woman then pulled out a strap with four hooks on the ends. Hudson was unable to fight as she wrapped the strap around his head and pushed the hooks into his mouth. The hooks F0rced his mouth open. Unable to fight or resist his situation, tears started to well in his eyes as fear sit in. The small woman f0rced him down on his knees and attached the leash to a hook on to the wall.
After securing him, she patted his leather covered head, “you going to make a lot of money tonight.”
To Hudson’s horror during the evening an endless parade of men came into the room. They were each pleased as they say the muscular alpha stud chained before them. They groped his round developed ass in the tight black slacks. He tried to pull away, but he was unable to fight or escape. His cock also stayed rock hard, as they started to rip his pants off of him. They expose his thick powerful legs and his packed tight briefs. His mind was spinning and his muscles were unless. One man grabbed Hudson’s head and pushed his cock into the open mouth. Hudson couldn’t closed his mouth to shut the cock out or bite down. Tears ran from his eyes as his tight throat was r*ped. Another man came up behind Hudson’s and ripped open his briefs.
“Man, Lisa did well tonight. Look at that ass, it a beauty,” the stranger laughed as he spanked Hudson’s muscular ass.
Hudson tried to beg for them to stop, but it came out as muffled moans. The man behind him spread Hudson’s legs and aimed his cock at the tight virgin manpussy. Tears poured down the leather mask as he was f0rced open and r*ped from both ends.
Hudson had no ideas that he was being lived steamed throughout the web. Men worldwide paid to see the muscular, alpha stud, and others like Hudson getting fucked and used. There were ten younger men, like Hudson, in various rooms throughout the world that evening for the viewers to choose from to watch getting used and deflowered.
Payne was always been considered an alpha with his tall muscular body, shaved head, a beautiful wife, and highly successful career. However, most people never realize how stressful it was to be an alpha. Always in charge and in control. Payne was fortunate though when his older neighbor made him realize how good and beneficial it was to give up some control to another alpha to release the stress. Payne grew to consider the older, less in shape neighbor as an alpha, equal or even superior then himself.
Payne came home from an stressful day at the office to his wife who was almost begging about the money she spent on shopping for herself. Needing a break, Payne took off his designer, fitted shirt and grabbed a bottle of water, before stepping out on the the back yard. The air felt so good on his hard, thick pecs and nipples as he stood on the patio.
“Hey Payne, how your day,” Payne mood peck up as he saw Gregg standing at their fence. Greg was twenty years older then Payne and lacked Payne’s style, but just seeing the older man made the muscular successful executive hard in his tailored pants.
“Stressful, sir,” Payne never addressed other people, even top management in his company as sir.
“Sorry, to hear that. Look like you need some relief,” Greg eyes traveled down Payne’s smooth, muscular torso to the bulging crotch of Payne’s fitted grey trousers.
“Yes, sir,” Payne took a slip from the water bottle as his throat suddenly went dry.
Payne crossed the yard and opened the gate that separated the two properties. Greg put his arm around Payne’s shoulders and gave the thick muscles a squeezed. A shriver of pleasure ran down Payne’s spin to his cock at the man’s touch. All the facade he had put up all day long faded. Payne felt like an obedient little boy as he was guided into the house. Once inside the house, Greg stroked up Payne’s thick neck to his bald head. Payne found himself closing his eyes and literally purred as all his stress faded. Greg smiled and gently press down on the shaved head. Payne began to kneel in the tight dress slacks. They stretched over his thick thighs and his round ass as he got onto his knees. He then looked up at Greg with his brown eyes. He looked so masculine with his rugged features, but also so submissive. Greg undid his pants and pulled out his cock. Payne’s eyes lowered to the thick, long cock and then closed them as he leaned forward and took it into his mouth.
Prior to moving beside the older man, Payne would never had sucked off another man. He was the dominant alpha male, and even homophobic. However, that seem like a life time ago. He couldn’t believe why he would never want to worship another man’s cock before. Payne’s head was bobbing up and down on Greg’s cock, as the older man stroked his shaved head. It was Greg that suggested Payne shaved his head. It made him look more rugged to many, but also demonstrated Greg’s control over his muscular neighbor. Payne’s abilities at sucking cock had improved under Greg’s training. The straight executive no long gagged on the large cock, but coated the older man’s cock with a layer of salvia and drool.
Finally, Greg pulled the larger man to his feet. He then cupped Payne’s huge pecs, squeezing them, causing Payne to moan. His cock was so hard that it was leaking through the designer pants, forming a large wet spot. Moving his hand back to Payne’s head, Greg pulled the married stud into a kiss. His tongue quickly dominated Payne’s. As they made out, Greg reached his hands down and undid the trousers. As Payne’s cock popped free, he moaned into Greg’s mouth. Greg finally pulled away from the kiss and helped Payne to peel the pants over his round ass and down his massive thighs. Once Payne was naked, Greg led him upstairs to the bedroom.
It been a long day, working his sponsor’s booth at the fitness expo. Gavin had originally planned to spend most of the rest of the evening fucking one of the hot babes he met and flirted with. However, when Gavin got back to his hotel room, he cancels his plans. He stripped out of his clothes and took a long shower. He was so horny, his impressive cock was full mast the whole time he was washing and rubbing his chisel muscle god body. Gavin just got out of the shower, when there was a knock at the door. He didn’t bother putting on any clothes or wrap a towel around his waist. Although consciously he wasn’t expecting anyone but subconsciously he knew who it was. Gavin walked to the door and open it. Doctor Jenkins was pleased to see his subject was completely naked and exposed when the door open. He admired the muscle God’s chisel, tall body. Gavin showed no emotion as he turned and walked back into the room, leaving the door open for the older man. Gavin’s body and ass was flawless and chisel. His ass was magnificent. Dr. Jenkin had met the bodybuilder only a few hours ago. Gavin was working at the booth when the doctor approached him. Gavin was at first annoyed at the small, older man. He preferred to be flirting with one of the large breast women, not some out of shape older man. However, Gavin soon found himself growing relaxed and focus only on the man’s voice. Gavin didn’t remember what the older man was saying but he felt so relaxed listening to him. He didn’t even think twice as he gave the man his hotel number.
Dr. Jenkins closed the door behind himself as Gavin walked over to the bed and turned to face the smaller man. The normally cocky, even arrogant bodybuilder stood submissively as the doctor approached him. The doctor was please as he boldly placed both hands on Gavin’s massive pecs. As soon as the man touched him, Gavin’s impressive cock grew full mass. Jenkins lifted and squeezed the massive pecs, yet Gavin stood motionlessly. Jenkins moved his hands down the wash board 8 pack. Gavin’s 6’5 body had very low body fat, he was all sculptured, tight muscles.
Moving his hand down and gripping Gavin’s thick cock, stroking it, “it feel so good to obey. The more you obey the more blissful and aroused you become.”
“Feel,so good to obey,” Gavin moaned as his cock throbs in the man’s hand.
“Good, boy. Have you prepared your muscle pussy as I had instructed you earlier?”
“Yes, sir, I have cleaned and lubed my manpussy as instructed,” Gavin moaned.
“Good, now get face down on the bed,” the doctor let go of the bodybuilder’s hard cock.
Gavin turned and laid on to the bed. Gavin’s big muscular ass was smooth and beautiful, to the doctor as he began to undress.
“Lift your ass into the air and spread your legs,” Gavin ordered as he stroked his own cock.
The former straight alpha stud obeyed. His head was buried in the pillows as he lifted his massive ass in the air and spread his thick legs. He had freshly shaved his hole as instructed. His hole was smooth, clean and lubed, ready to be fucked. The doctor moved behind his newest slave and press his own hard cock at the lube, yet virgin hole.
“You will feel only pleasure,” the doctor leaned against Gavin’s sculptured back and whispered into his ear.
Gavin moaned in pure pleasure as the doctor penetrated him. Gavin’s tight muscle pussy was pure heaven as he pushed deep into him and then began to thrust in and out of the bodybuilder.
The pick up (continued)
Edward felt nervous as he paid for the jockstrap and shirt. The t33nage worker at the checkout flirted with him when the bodybuilder came up to her register. When she rang up the jockstrap she gave him a smiled. Edward turned red, he wondered what she was thinking. The stranger was standing close behind him. Edward could feel his presence and it kept his cock hard. He paid for the items and quickly grabbing the bag to hold in front of his tenting shorts.
Upon leaving the sporting good store, he obediently followed the stranger to a near by public restroom. He prayed that his wife and kids don’t see them. Once inside, the stranger told Edward to put the jockstrap on. Although he was afraid that he would be caught, nevertheless Edward obeyed. He pulled down his shorts. He was wearing a pair of blue bikini briefs. His wife had gotten them for him and they remind him of the posers he wore when he competed in bodybuilding competitions. They hugged his large muscular glutes and showed off his massive thighs. His cock was painfully stretching the thin material, and his cock head was peeking out from the left leg hole. The stranger stood back and smiled in approval, as Edward took out the jockstrap package from the shopping bag and opened the package. He then took out the brand new crisp white jockstrap. Turning his back to the stranger, Edward peeled down his briefs down his thick legs. His large ass was exposed to the man as he lifted each leg to take out off the briefs and then put his legs through the jock’s straps. He could feel the man’s eyes on his tight virgin hole as his fat cheeks spread. Edward struggled as he pulled the jock over his rock hard cock. The soft nylon and cotton pound felt so good as it tightly held his raging hard on. The man step close, adjusting the straps to frame Edward’s muscular ass,.
“very nice,” the stranger whispered and gave the firm ass cheeks a slap.
Edward jumped as his firm cheeks bounced at the man’s slap. The stranger then told Edward to put his shorts back on. Edward slide his shorts up his powerful legs and over his bubble ass, while the stranger put his underwear into the shopping bag. Once redress, Edward followed the stranger. He felt confused on where he was going but felt compiled to do as he was told. Edward felt exposed as he followed. He no longer was carrying the shopping bag to cover his hard on, and his white gym shorts made it obvious that he was wearing a jockstrap. Edward continued to follow the stranger out of the mall to the stranger’s jeep.
All thought of his wife and kids were gone, as Edward got into the passenger side seat of the jeep. When the man started the jeep, he told Edward to take off his shorts and shirt and throw them in the backseat. Confused but so horny, Edward obeyed. He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his chisel muscular torso. His shoulders where broad and 47 inch pecs were heavy over his chisel abs. Edward always kept his body in top competition ready. He was tan and smooth. Edward found himself flexing his big pecs. He then lifted his hips and pulled the shorts down his massive quads.
“Good boy,” the stranger smiled as Edward thrown his clothes into the backseat.
As they drove out of the parking lot and onto the interstate, the stranger reached over and stroked Edward’s thighs. The man’s touch felt so good to Edward. He began to flex his defined quads as the hand moved up his left leg.
When they stopped at a red light, the man moved his hand to Edward’s pecs and rubbed one of the eraser shaped left nipple between his fingers. Edward moaned. He flexed his massive pecs. He was throbbing in the jockstrap. When the stop light turned green and the jeep turned on to the interstate, the stranger moved his hand to the bodybuilder’s lap. He rubbed the back of his hand against Edward’s pouch, causing the straight stud to skirm in the seat. With his eyes on the road, the stranger moved his hand lower. Edward instinctively spread his massive thighs as the man reached just under the jockstrap and begin to tease the straight stud’s virgin hole. Edward clutched his teeth and gripped the door handle bar as he lifted his powerful hips to give the other man more access to his muscle pussy. It feel so good as the fingers began to move in and out of him. A large wet spot began to form on the band new jockstrap. Edward couldn’t hold off. His cock was throbbing and leaking. He started to reach for his crotch to pull out his hard cock and jack off but the man told him no, in a firm dominant voice. Edward at once moved his hand away. The man maneuvered his hand as he pushed two fingers into the tight hole while using his thumb to tease Edward’s trapped full balls. He was breathing harder and harder. Finally he couldn’t take it and came without touching himself. He filled the tight jock pouched. The man pulled his finger out and Edward’s hole and laughed. Edward was embarrassed that he was made to cum like a bitch but at the same time he so good.
Edward was at the mall shopping with his wife and kids. The muscular thirty-two year old bodybuilder was quickly bored as he tagged along with the wife and his kids. As the wife was heading to yet another woman clothing store, Edward spotted a Dick’s sporting good store and told her that he would get back with them in an hour at the food court. Edward’s wife was as much relieved to get rid of him as he was her. The 5’10 brown hair bodybuilder was looking through the various workout clothes when he notice an older, well dress man following him through the store. Edward thought it was odd, but paid the man little attention as he kept browsing. He would pick up various tight shirts and pants and check them out. He loves showing off his body at the gym and thought how the various underarmor and Nike clothes would look like on him while working out. As he held a white compression shirt to his torso in the mirror, he noticed the man again. Was the man staking him, Edward thought. Edward was 210 lbs of lean hard muscles and he wasn’t afraid to show the older man, he wasn’t no fag to be cruised and pick up. He tried to give the man a threatening stare through the mirror to intimidate him. However, once his eyes locked on to the stranger’s, Edward couldn’t look away. As the man moved closer to him, Edward felt his cock stirring in his shorts.
“That look good on you,” the man stood right behind him as Edward still held the shirt in front of him.
“Thank you, sir,” Edward found himself replying.
“It would show off your pecs and arms nicely,” the man whispered.
Edward swallowed. He couldn’t believe he was getting hit on by another man in the mall and was getting a fucking hard on. The man then boldly, but yet discreetly, gave Edward’s ass a pat. He caress his hand across Edward’s thick muscular ass and walked away. Edward tried desperately to hold back a moan. It was like the man’s touch sent a surge up his spin and through his body. He was so grateful that they were behind a rack of clothes, so no one could see. Holding the shirt in front of his raging hard on, Edward found himself following the man through the store. The man was taking his time browsing the store as he lured Edward toward the athletic proctors and gear. The stranger turned down to where the athletic supporters and jockstraps were kept. Edward finally stopped beside the stranger. There were various styles and types of jockstraps to choose from and even mannequins with colorful jockstraps on display.
“What size you wear,” the stranger whispered.
Edward was red in embarrassment at being asked what size underwear he wore, but answered, “I’m 32 waist.”
“Nice,” the man scanned his eyes over the selection. “Those would do nicely,” picking a white pair with a thin waist brand.
They were a size too small for Edward, but he didn’t protest.
“Buy those and the shirt,” the man handed the bodybuilder the jock package and led Edward to the front of the store.
To be continued.
Duke stayed in bed, laying face down on the comfortable bed as his wife got ready for work. She leaned over his muscular, sculptured body and kissed him good bye. He struggled up to the pillows as she gave his brief covered ass a love slap. Duke still had several hours before he had to get ready for his shift as a local police officer. However, he didn’t returned to sleep long. As soon as Duke’s wife left the house for her nursing job, Duke received a text from his neighbor. Duke, his eyes burin the pillows, blindly reached for his phone. When he read the text, his demeanor changed. He became fully awake, but his eyes were dazed. He lifted up his body from the bed and walked in only his briefs downstairs to the front door. When he opened the door his neighbor was waiting for him. The older man looked the younger police office over. Duke’s body was chiseled and tattooed, a perfect example of an alpha male. The tall married stud stood submissively as the older Asian man freely ran his hand down Duke’s tattooed covered left arm. Duke didn’t respond or protest as the neighbor felt him up. In fact Duke’s cock grew hard in the tight white briefs. Without saying a word, Duke led the neighbor up to the bedroom. Mr. Chin admired the round muscular ass as it flex and stretched the pure white briefs. When they got to the bedroom, Duke placed one long muscular leg on the bed and peeled down his briefs. The off duty cop’s ass was smooth and flawless. With one leg pop up on the bed, he leaned forward. His plump ass cheeks spread to reveal his smooth hole. He always kept it shaved since he first met the older Asian man. The short man moved behind Duke and slap each hard cheek. Duke groaned and gripped the sheets. Mr. Chin unzipped pants. He had been fucking the straight former alpha every morning after his wife went to work. It was so easy to turn the stud into the perfect obedient bitch. A few ancient herbs in Duke’s food during a neighborhood barbecue and a gift of Duke’s favorite whiskey, had the muscular cop willing serving him. Chin aimed his thick cock at Duke’s hungry cop pussy. Duke’s eyes rolled his eyes into the back of his head and moaned as the cock slide in and out if his hole. “That a good boy,” the smaller man gripped the narrow, masculine waist as he slammed into Duke. Duke was moaning and groaning as he was plowed. His muscular ass was gripping the cock pulling it back in every time Chin pulled out. Duke’s cock was pinned against his ripped abs and the bed. It was rock hard and throbbing. “Please let me cum,” his deep masculine voice pleaded. Chin laughed and picked up his speed in ramming the hot tattooed stud. Yelling loud, Chin finally came deep inside the police officer’s hole. Feeling the warm seed filling deep inside him, sent the muscle cop over the edge. Duke bucked against the bed and came over and over. When Mr, Chin finally pulled out of Duke, he grabbed Duke’s hair and pulled the bigger man down on to his knees. Duke then obediently began to lick clean Mr. Chin’s cock. After finishing cleaning the cock, Duke crawled back into bed and returned to sleep. Mr. Chin smiled as his big muscle slave fell asleep. He couldn’t resist giving the beautiful ass a slap before leaving.
Paradise island
After the televangelist turned Matt’s bubble ass red, the muscular spy/fitness model was flipped over and his muscular legs were thrown on the older man’s shoulders. Matt grunted as the televangelist roughly pushed his hard cock up Matt’s ass. When Matt opened his mouth to moan, the senator grabbed his head and rammed his cock down the tight throat. Matt at once began sucking on the thick cock. The senator reached out and squeezed both of the muscular younger man’s huge pecs. Matt bounced them as they were cupped and squeezed. He was proud of his oversized pecs.
Suddenly a furry of activity broke through the orgy. A British military helicopter landed a few yards away from the ruins. A bit of relief that he would be saved filled Matt’s mind as the two men pulled out of him. Between the columns came a squad of British marines. It was obvious they were the reaction team sent by Ian and MI6. A small part of Matt’s old self remerged from the dark place that it was buried. However, he quickly noticed that none of the resort’s guards seemed alarmed at the presence of the marines. Then he noticed the blank look in the red haired marine captain’s eyes. Matt’s heart sunk. The muscular built captain didn’t protest or respond as the guards took his gun from his hands. The marines just stood emotionlessly as their uniforms were removed. The red hair captain’s body was pale but ripped, with a chisel 8 pack and big hard nipples. From behind the marines, emerged Ian. The senior spy master walked right up to Xavier. Matt wanted to scream as he watched his boss greet the manager with a friendly hug. Ian turned to Matt and smiled, “poor sexy Matt. You shouldn’t be surprised. A organization as large and powerful as the cartel couldn’t remained in the shadows for so long without help from the inside. Who did you think deactivated your jammer on the phone,” Ian laughed and ran his hand through Matt hair. Matt was truly defeated. He felt guilty, the Marines thought they were rescuing him, but they fell into the trap just like he did. Matt began to cry in defeat as Ian flipped him over and pushed his cock into Matt’s ass.
“I been dreaming about doing this for so long,” Ian grunted as he plowed in and out of the ass.
Caddies continued
Zac was silent as he drove the golf cart. He couldn’t believe he saw his jock cousin Paul sucking off another man on the golf course for money. Mr. Anderson was sitting beside him in the cart, smiling at the tight lacrosse stud. Zac felt the older man’s fat fingers on his thigh and was about to push the man’s hand away when he looked down. Mr. Anderson was stroking his bare lower thigh with a folded $50 bill between his fat fingers. Putting his eyes back on driving, Zac took the bill from the man’s hand. The older man smiled wider and moved his hand further up the thick muscular thigh to Zac’s crotch. The old man began to rub his hand against the bulging bulge of Zac’s shorts. Zac couldn’t believer he was getting hard. It was even painful as his cock pressed against his tight briefs and shorts.
The four businessmen were very competitive and even a simple game of golf became a competition on who was better. They were the true alpha’s, they weren’t the youngest or muscular. They were alphas because they win, they were successful, experienced. They made sure the four younger jock boys caddies knew it. At the end of the afternoon, the group rested at the clubhouse. As the four older men sit in a private suite at the club, smoking their expensive cigars, Logan, another caddie, and Paul went to get them drinks. Zac felt awkward and unsure what he was supposed to do. His awkwardness increased as he watched one of the older men begin to run his hand up behind Reno’s backside. Reno, one of the caddies, was proud of his wrestling success in hs. His state championship and the number of girls he fucked was all he talk about during the day. The dark khaki shorts hugged his tight bubble ass. Reno just stood there as his shorts were unzipped and eased down. Zac couldn’t help from watching the man’s hand eased the shorts over Reno’s bubble. Reno wore a black jockstrap that framed the smooth round ass. The wrestler then jumped as the man gave his firm ass a hard slap. The firm ass cheeks bounced at the hard slap. Paul and Logan returned with the men drinks. As Logan handed the drink to one of the men, the older man reached out and unzipped Logan’s shorts. The blonde baseball player just stood there holding the man’s drink as his shorts were pulled down to expose his grey jockstrap. The normally cocky jock was nervous. The man took the drink from Logan’s shaking hand, while reaching his other hand around the baseball player and began to push a finger between the plump bare ass cheeks. Paul was already down to his white jockstrap and sitting on Arad’s lap. The middle eastern man took a slip of his brandy and then leaned over and licked one of Paul’s pert nipples. The man’s free hand was down Paul’s muscular back and pushing in and out of the tight jockpussy.
Zac was in mixed emotions by what he was witnessing, he was horrified, shocked, and aroused all at the same time. He was so focus on his cousin and his new friends getting used that he didn’t noticed that Mr. Anderson had reached around his narrow waist and unzipped his shorts. Zac’s briefs were bulging as his shorts were pulled down.
“Relax, boy,” Mr. Anderson whispered into Zac’s ear as he kissed the thick vein in Zac’s muscular neck.
“We got a virgin here,” one of the men laughed as they watched Zac’s getting stripped.
Zac was turned red with embarrassment but his cock was rock hard as his briefs were pulled over his hardon and down his muscular legs.
The older men were still competitive even as they fuck. They were competing on who would make their straight jock caddy come first as they fuck and use their tight jock asses and mouths. Mr. Anderson won that day, as he made Zac come without even touching himself. Zac made 500 in tips on his first day at the job.
After his first day, Zac always made sure he wore jockstraps like the other caddies, for easy access to his popular jock pussy.
Paradise island
All thoughts of his wife and kids, faded more and more from Matt’s mind as he served each rich male guest at the resort. Each time he was fucked up his large muscular ass he became more submissive.
After a week of intense training and fucking, Matt was told that the resort was holding a party in the ancient Roman ruins for the Ides of March. Matt, Mike, Andrei, and several other hotel’s employees were instructed to serve the guests at the party. Each men wore only short silk tunics that barely covered their muscular asses. The silk felt so good against Matt’s muscular smooth body, and his thick cock was tenting the short tunic as he served each other man. The ruins still display the grandeur that the palace was once was. Great marble columns, centuries old still stood, outlining where great, vast rooms once laid. The rich, elaborate mosaics covered the floor, depicting mythology scenes and unadulterated orgies. Everywhere one look their were nude statues of Roman gods and heroes. Some archeologists believe it was a pleasure palace for Caligula, where he played out his most debauchery fantasies. Along the vast terraces, that over looked the ocean and the entire island, Lavish beds were arranged like dining couches in the Roman style. At the three head dining coaches lounged Xavier Pompeii, the American senator and the televangelist. The televangelist was arguing about the decadence of pagan Rome, while he fingered an American college gymnast. The boy was biting his lips trying to stop himself from moaning as the televangelist roughly pushed his finger in and out of the blond boy’s tight hole. The televangelist’s own son was a gymnast in college back in the states, the same age as that beautiful boy. A reason the older man chosen the boy from the wide selection available.
However, when Matt approached the three head couches, the televangelist lost interest in the boy’s ass. As Matt leaned forward, this short tunic raise up and showed off his full man ass. The thick hamstrings of his legs were defined and pumped from the hours of squats Matt, Mike, and Andrei had done earlier to get ready for the night. Matt’s hole was shaved smooth and buried deep between his muscular ass cheeks. The televangelist stared in lust at the ass. Matt was no boy, his legs and ass exhibition pure power. The televangelist watched in lust as the American senator took a divour from the platter Matt held, while running his hand up the thick thighs and under the tunic. Matt closed his eyes as the southern senator pushed a fat finger into his hole.
A commotion from another dining couch pull the attention away from Matt’s ass. The Russian captain was roaring in laughter as he held down one of his former sailors, and was roughly r*ping the muscle bound sailor. The captain was laughing as he told the sailor in Russian, how long he been waiting to fuck his pussy. The sailor was built like a prize fighter and probably would have an excellent career in the west as a MMA fighter. Instead he was being held face down on the couch getting fucked by his former commanding officer. “The best ass in the Russian navy,” the captain proclaimed as he came deep inside the smooth Russian stud.
The action at the Russian’s table, soon boil over on to other dining tables, as the party was transformed into an orgy. Mike was on his knees working on Xavier’s cock, as the resorts manager ate and observing the action of the near by dining couches. He picked at the party food with one hand and guided the sexy male model’s head up and down his cock. The look on the muscular stud’s face was that of pure bliss. Andrei was pulled upon on another Russian officer’s lap and Andrei was soon fucking himself on the Russian cock.
Matt attention was pulled to the televangelist as the older man gave his ass a hard slap, causing Matt to jump. The televangelist was amazed and turned on as he watch the firm, oversized ass cheeks bounce at each hard impact. The religious man had a fetish for spanking muscular younger men and Matt’s ass was his dream. He grabbed Matt’s short hair and pulled the larger man over the dining couch. Matt obediently laid face down as the silk tunic was ripped from his body, leaving him nude. He grunted as the televangelist delivered each hard slap on to his ass.
Zac need money during the summer to pay for college in the fall. He was desperate. Fortunately his cousin Paul worked as a caddy at an upscale exclusive golf club. Paul tried to warn him that the members were all men and their games of golf can be very stressful for the highly competitive men. He explained that it was the caddies job to help the older, successful men to “relieve their stress.” Zac didn’t completely understand the warning, but when Paul explained that if the members were kept happy they tip heavily, all Zac heard was tip heavily. Despite Paul’s attempt to talk his out of it, Zac pressured his cousin to get him hired. Paul came through for him and got him hired. On his first day, Paul took Zac to met the manager. The obviously gay manager looked the hs lacrosse player over and whispered to Paul, “yes he would do very well.”
Dressed in the club’s caddies uniform of short khaki shorts and fitted polo shirts, Zac accompanied Paul and two other caddies to caddy of a group of older businessmen. The men were business partners and spent most of the time talking business and about their wives. Zac was struck driving around and carrying the golf cubs for Mr. Marshall, the fattest and in Zac opinion, the laziness of the four businessmen. In addition, Zac had caught the older man checking out his muscular legs in he short shorts while Zac drove the golf cart. He even felt the man’s eyes on his bubble ass as Zac bend over to pick up the golf balls.
While the old men play their golf game and talk business, the four athletic caddies would stand back waiting to be called on for balls or clubs. While they waited, the four boys would whispered about their girlfriends or sports. Mr. Arad, whom Paul was caddying for, cursed loud as he hit the golf ball into the woods and throw his cub in anger. “Paul, get your ass up and get that damn ball,” the rich middle eastern man yelled, as his business partners laughed. Paul at once jumped and hurried toward the woods. Zac understood what Paul meant when he said the men get stressed while playing, they were so competitive. As Paul entered the tree line, Arad followed, still yelling and cursing. The six men waited in the golf carts. As Zac sit beside Mr. Marshall, the fat older man began to complement Zac on his muscular legs and reached a fat hands toward Zac’s thigh. Zac was getting creeped out and said he better go and check out what was taking Paul and Mr. Arad so long.
When Zac reached the tree line and he stopped. Before him, he saw Paul on his knees with his shorts pulled down. Paul’s polo shirt was pulled behind his neck, reviving his chisel torso and his jockstrap. Mr. Arad held Paul’s head tightly with both hands as he roughly fucked the jock’s mouth. Paul’s head was bobbing up and down, as he gagged on the older man’s cock. Zac couldn’t believe his cousin was sucking off another man. Paul was one of the toughest, straightness guys he knew. He was a star running back in school and had fucked girls since junior high. Zac could only watch as Arad held Paul’s head tightly down on his cock and began to come down Paul’s throat. The older middle eastern man finally let go of Paul’s head, freeing the straight jock. Paul braced himself on all fours on the ground as Mr. Arad put his cock back into his pants. When Paul recovered and put his clothes back on, Zac saw the older man pull out a hundred dollar bill and slipped it into Paul’s pocket, before giving Paul’s bubble ass a slap. To be continued. Pick on tumblr.
Paradise island
Matt was in an haze as he was carried naked from the massage table by two of the resort’s security guards. He was weak and helpless after the intense fucking he had received from Xavier Pompeii and the effects of the mind numbing scents from the candles. He could only watch as he was carried to the hidden labs where he had witnesssed the Russian sailors being reprogrammed the night before. His muscular body was laid on the exams chair and his powerful thick legs were lifted and strapped to the stirrups. Matt’s big muscular ass was exposed. His arms then was strapped as a helmet was lowered over his eyes and ears. Immediately, his drugged mind was bombarded by images and noise. He opened his mouth to get out a deep moan, however, his mouth was soon filled with the same cock shaped hoses, like the Russian sailors were sucking on the night before. As by instinct, the straight spy began to suck on the hose. As he sucked, his mouth was rewarded with cream like drugs. His mind was reeling. All of Matt’s training told him to fight, but it was so hard to concentrate. Images of muscular younger men getting fucked and dominated filled his mind as a voice told him how good it was to serve, to obey repleted over and over. He just let out a muffle groan as clamps were put on his large nipples. They were so sensitive and his thick cock grew full mast. With his cock rock hard, a pump was attached to it. He began to thrusted his powerful, naked hips into the air. In sexual heat, Matt sucked harder on the hose, taking more of the drug into his system. Lastly a dildo shape device was pushed into his still tight hole. Matt tried to cry out but to no avail. The device began to fuck his tight ass, over and over. Matt’s mind was being rewritten. If felt so good to be nothing but a fuck toy. He needed to get fucked by real men. Muscle men like Mike, Andrei, and himself was not man, but play things. Their hard thick muscles were for other men pleasure. Matt fucked the air as his ass was fucked and his cock milked. He came over and over, shooting waves of cum into the pump.
After hours of being milked and fucked, Matt was released. Matt was a new man. He became obedient and submissive to the guests on the island. He felt so blissful as he walked around the resort in only a little black speedo that barely held his large, muscular fat ass, or even naked. Even when the effeminate American southern senator approached him again, the former alpha spy obediently submitted. He felt only pleasure as his ass was felt up. He never felt more proud of his large over size ass. It was big and firm, built to be fucked.
Carlos, being a hard worker, was hired to do concrete work at a huge new mansion being built. Although the manual laborer wore dirty, worn clothes, the rich man who own the property had found him very attractive in a rough way. Carlos hated the older man’s advancements and flirtations, but he was poor and needed the job. One evening while most of the crew had left for the day, Carlos was cleaning up his tools by his old truck, when the owner came up to him with a bag of food.
“The foreman said you didn’t took a lunch break today. I decided to get you some food to show my appreciation for your hard work,” the older man handed Carlos the bag if food.
“Thank you, sir,” Carlos gratefully answered as he ate the delicious food.
Carlos had just finished the soda when he started to feel drizzle, and had to sit on the passages side seat of his truck.
“I don’t feel good,” the younger man moaned
“Just relaxed,” the owner whispered and gently pushed Carlos back on the seat.
Carlos was soon out cold, laying down in the truck. The older man smiled and then moved between the spread legs. Grabbing hold of the worn old jeans at the crotch, the owner pulled and ripped the jeans right along the steams. He had suspected that Carlos wore no underwear while working and his assumptions was correct, as Carlos’s cock, balls and manhole were exposed. The tough Mexican laborer’s plump balls popped out of the ruined jeans. The owner propped Carlos’s booted feet up on the truck floor board to get better access to the prize virgin hole. The older man started probing a finger into the tight little manpussy, causing the passed out Carlos to moan. With one hand fingering and loosening the virgin hole, the owner unzipped his own pants and pulled out his hard cock. He finished ripping the shredded, filthy jeans off Carlos’s muscular legs. Keeping the stud’s heavy construction boots on, the older man throw Carlos legs over his shoulders and he pushed his cock into the tight hole. He was fucking Carlos hole hard and deep when the poor Mexican worker came to. Carlos was humiliated as he was being fucked like a bitch, with his legs in the air and his own cock rock hard. Tears ran down his masculine face as his cock throb and leak while his prostate got pounded. Seeing the mix of pleasure and humiliation in the tough workmen’s eyes, it didn’t took the older man long to cum deep inside Carlos. Feeling the man’s seed filling him, caused Carlos to quickly follow, to his embarrassment. Carlos was scared and nervous as the man pulled out of him. He needed the work and can’t afford to be fired, but he been drugged and r*ped. The man led Carlos into the huge house and into the shower. As he washed the sexy Latin stud, he explained if Carlos was a good boy, the older man would make a very comfortable life for him. The next day, the foreman told Carlos he had earned a major raise and a generous bonus.
In honor of Julius Caesar and the ides of March.
The last resistance to Caesar’s conquest and the Republic’s annexation of Gaul is coming to an end. It been a long, tough, and bitter campaign. Vercingetorix rode his horse into the Roman camp. His head was down in shame as he rode past the legionnaires who were lining the way from the gate to the praetorium. Caesar sit on a chair on top of the podium by his tent, waiting for his enemy. He had waited a long time for this moment. Tribe after tribe fell to the mighty Caesar and his armies, until Vercingetorix united the last remaining tribes against his onslaught. Vercingetorix alone tarnished his reputation. A Roman’s reputation is the most important thing to him.
When Vercingetorix reached the praetorium, the reigns of his horse were taken by a centurion, and the great rebel leader dismount. He was an imposing figure. He was tall, with long blond hair pulled back behind his ears. His long beard was trimmed around his thick red lips. He wore a fur cloak around his board shoulders but his torso was bare. Caesar’s eyes roamed over the chisel torso of his enemy. Like many of the Roman nobility he could appreciate the beauty of both men and women. Vercingetorix’s body was strong and worthy of an enemy of Caesar’s. Around Vercingetorix’s lean, narrow waist was merely a cow hide loincloth. Caesar’s eyes travel down to the thick, powerful legs to the fur and leather boots. Vercingetorix approached the praetorium and pulled out his sword. The praetorian guards who was flanking Caesar’s sides, placed their hands on their sword handles. Vercingetorix hesitated then dropped his long sword on to the dirt ground, and slowly knelt before his conqueror. The legionnaires then cheered, raising their swords and spears into the air or pounding them against their shields as their enemy surrendered to their great general Julius Caesar.
Later on Caesar’s orders, Vercingetorix was brought to his tent. Caesar’s slaves were removing his armor as Vercingetorix stood emotionlessly and proud in the lavish decorated tent. Two praetorian guards stood on either side of the prisoner as Caesar took a cup of wine from a slave. He slipped the sweet wine as he approached his defeated enemy. The Gaul stood proudly even in defeat. Caesar knew Vercingetorix was a symbol of Gaul freedom. Even in defeat the proud rebel leader was defiant, as he looked straight ahead as Caesar walked around him. Caesar knew he need to humiliate the proud Gaul if he was to truly win.
Standing behind Vercingetorix, Caesar nodded to his soldiers. The two praetorians grab Vercingetorix by his muscular arms and pulled the Gallic warrior over a table. Caesar slipped from his cup of wine as he used his free hand to pulled the loincloth from Vercingetorix’s waist. The Gaul tried to struggle but the guards were strong as they held him down. Caesar admired the smooth muscular ass of the Gaul. It was an ass of a warrior. An ass equal to Achilles or Hercules’. Caesar kicked Vercingetorix legs apart. He respected the rebel’s leadership abilities but the barbarian had made Caesar look weak in the eyes of his enemies in Rome for holding out against him for so long. Caesar then took his cup of wine and turned it on its side. The wine poured from the gold cup down between the gaul’s muscle packed ass cheeks. The red wine ran down the deep valley of Vercingetorix’s ass toward the impenetrable tight ass. Vercingetorix continue to struggle as he felt the wine running over his hole. He knew what was to become of him. Caesar throw the empty cup on to the floor and lifted up his tunic. The two guards pressed harder against Vercingetorix as the Gallic rebel struggled harder. Caesar aimed his cock at Vercingetorix’s hole. He grabbed the long blonde hair and pulled Vercingetorix head up as he roughly rammed his cock into the tight hole. Vercingetorix yelled and screamed in pain as he was ripped open by the Roman general. Vercingetorix was being defeated yet again. As the Roman cock pounded in and out of him, his own impressive cock grew hard. He was humiliated as he was being r*ped like a woman by the decedent Roman. He couldn’t understand the power the Roman had over him as the pain faded into intense pleasure. Caesar rammed all the way into the barbarian’s ass, and grunted in triumph. Vercingetorix was defeated as tears ran down his masculine face as he felt Caesar’s seed filled him like if he was a woman. Caesar finally let go of Vercingetorix’s mane of hair and pulled out if the deflowered hole. He dropped his enemy on to the table like a doll. Vercingetorix’s pride was defeated and he was truly broken and defeated.
Les’ concerns that his attempt to convert the straight bodybuilder Max had failed faded as he smell food cooking from his kitchen. Curious, he got out of bed and put on a robe to investigate the smell. When he got to the kitchen, he found Max at the stove, cooking in only his briefs. The blue briefs were stretched over the plump muscle ass. Les couldn’t resist as he came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Max’s chisel waist, while kissing his neck.
“Morning, I was hoping to surprise you with breakfast in bed,” Max smiled as he leaned against the smaller man.
“You definitely surprised me,” Les kissed his right earlobe.
He ran his hands up Max’s cobblestone abs, tracing the chisel muscles. Max moaned. His cock grew hard at the mere touch of the other man’s hands. His cock tenting the briefs as Les hands move lower, running down the v-shape Apollo belt. Max turned off the shovel and closed his eyes. Les then pushed his hands into the briefs and peeled them down the thick tights. Les soon had Max bent over the kitchen table, with his perfect muscle ass facing him. Les opened his robe and aimed his cock at the bodybuilder’s hole. Although Les had been fucking the muscle pussy all night, it was still tight. Max gripped the table and grunted loud as Les fucked him hard. His eyes rolled back into his head. He loved the feeling of the thick cock stretching and breeding him. Les grabbed hold of the wide, muscle layered back as he pounded in and out of Max. The drug Les had slipped him the night before had turned Max into the perfect muscle bitch. Less then t3n hours earlier, Max was 100% straight alpha male who would never let another man fuck him. Now, He felt only pleasure as he was fucked hard by the love of his life. His cock was bouncing and throbbing while his prostate got rammed. Max groaned loud and came over the table. As he came his powerful ass muscles clamped down on Les’s cock, milking the smaller man. Les came deep inside him.
Within a few days Max moved into Les’s apartment. When they were at home, Max spend his time naked. Les enjoy seeing the bodybuilder naked, knowing that he owned that sexy muscle bound god. He continued to give the drug to Max each evening. Max was soon completely dependent on Les, becoming a perfect obedient slave to the smaller man. Les loved the power he had over the sexy bodybuilder and he grew more confident.
Max’s friends and workout partners grew concerns about the change in Max’s behavior. Instead of hanging with them or dating every woman he picked, Max would workout and go straight home. He quit hanging out with them or going out. Also, They couldn’t understand why he would give up his own apartment and move into place with another man he barely knew. Les had seen couple of Max’s friends from the gym, when they came over to hang with Max before he moved in with Les. They were as big and sexy as Max. Les began to think how good it would be to have another or even two more obedient slaves like Max.
Les took Max’s large hand and led the bodybuilder into his bedroom. The straight bodybuilder’s mind was being rewritten with new senses of pleasure, as the smaller man undress him. Max’s body was beautiful, darkly tan and flawless. Even his 6 inch hard cock was perfect as it popped free as Les pulled down his briefs. Les began to freely run his hands over the bodybuilder’s body, while whispering how beautiful he was and that is his new purpose to be used and enjoyed by his new lover. Max flexed his large smooth muscles, loving that his new love was pleased with his body.
Les finally step back and undress. His cock was bigger and thicker then Max’s.
Reaching out and stroking the back of Max’s head, whispering, “go ahead touch it. It the most perfect cock you ever seen. You want to worship it. Make it the center if your existence.”
Max stared in awe at the cock as he took it into his hand and started stroking. “Yes,” Max moaned as his mind was rewired. Despite his god like body, he felt inferior and submissive to the skinny, yet hung nerdy.
Les slowly pushed Max down on to his knees and the former straight alpha stud took the cock into his mouth. Max at once started gagging and ch0king on the thick cock, but les gently stroked his dark hair and instructed him how to properly service a cock. Max head was soon bobbing up and down the cock. Les knew the slight of the masculine muscle god on his knees sucking his cock would be too much for him to hold out long. He needed to fuck and cum in Max’s ass to properly claim the bodybuilder as his.
Les pulled Max off his cock. Max looked at him in confusing and disappointment as he was pulled to his feet. Les ordered the bigger stud to lay on the bed as he reached for a bottle of lube. He had dreamed and acted out this moment for so long in his mind. After lubing his cock and Max’s tight virgin muscle pussy, lifted the muscle packed legs and pushed into Max. Both men moaned in pleasure. Max’s tight hole was pure heaven as it gripped his cock. While as Max was programmed to feel only pleasure. It didn’t took Les long before he came deep inside Max, and caused the bodybuilder to quickly followed. After fucking his new slave in every position he can imagine. Les fell asleep spooned up behind Max. His head was buried between the massive back while his cock was nestled between the sculptured firm ass cheeks.
The next morning, Les awake alone. He was expecting to be still spooned up behind Max, but as he half asleep patted the bed, it was empty. Fear set in quickly as he jolted awake. He sit up in the bed as his mind wondered. Was it a dream? Did the drug didn’t work and Max awake to discover he been drugged and r*ped? Did he ran to the police and they were on their way.
Sadik thought he would never be another man’s bitch, especially a short, overweight man like his new master. However, the champion bodybuilder had no choice in the matter. All of his free will had been literally fucked out of him. As far as he is concerned now, he never been blissfully happier. After his intense workout Sadik obediently followed his master into the locker room and stripped to his tiny briefs. With his master inspecting him, Sadik began to flex and pose for him. The master looked like a regular, low class, guy, no one would expected that he would control a hunk like Sadik. However, as soon as the master touched Sadik’s sculptured ass, waves of pleasure coursed through Sadik’s body. The former straight champion bodybuilder moaned in pleasure and begged for the master to fuck him. The fat man pressed his stomach against Sadik’s sculptured back and ran his short arms around the chisel torso. Sadik’s cock was rock hard. The master looked around the taller bodybuilder and noticed two other men staring in lust and jealousy at them. Sadik had became the perfect moneymaker for the master. The master wasn’t rich prior to acquiring the bodybuilder but he soon realized the potential income that the tall, former alpha champ could make. Men would pay a lot to fuck a prize like Sadik.
Everyday Les would look for his sexy new neighbor. He quickly learned Max’s schedule, when he would come home from the gym where he worked. Les would time it perfectly to be outside when Max would pull up in his Jeep. Max would be shirtless as much as possible. Les would be in awe of the muscle god. Every night he dreamed of Max’s bodybuilding ass. He wanted to fuck the meaty bubble hard. However, Les was too shy and Max was definitely 100% straight. Every weekend Les would see Max with a different woman. Everything about Max was dominant, a true alpha.
At his job, Les was working on a drug that with one dose can rewrite a person’s personality. Les decided to test the drug on Max. He was so desperate to get the muscle god. The normally docile Les gathered up his nerves and began to hatch his plan. After Max got home from the gym, Les went to his apartment door and knocked. When Max opened the door, wet and in only a towel, fresh out of the shower, Les had to pull himself together. Max was fucking beautiful.
“Hey, you Les, right,” Max was surprised and confused why the geeky weird neighbor was at his door.
“I, I was going to make dinner and made too much. I just wonder if you want to come up. And maybe have dinner with me,” Les knew he was sounding pathetic.
He barely knew the smaller man, but Max haven’t ate since he got off work and was hungry. He never turned down free food. “Sure, get me sometime to get dress.”
Les was surprised that his offer was accepted, “oh, you will? Great. Just come up when ready.”
Max almost laughed as Les ran off.
Everything is going as Les planned. He made the dinner and poured two glasses of wine. He then mixed his drug into the Max’s drink. His excitement, however, went from a high to a low when 15 minutes past and Max didn’t showed up. Les was about to give up when there was a knock on his door. When he opened the door, he found Max standing there in a pair of grey sweatpants and a t-shirt.
“Come in,” Les was so excited.
“Sorry, a woman I met at a bar last week called me back. We planning on meeting tomorrow.” Max walked into the spacious apartment. “Man, this place is definitely a lot bigger and nicer then mine.”
“Thank you,” Les’s eyes were glued to Max’s ass in the sweats. The sweatpants did nothing to hide the big plump ass.
During the dinner, Max, like usual did all the talking as he ate. Les was too nervous to eat as he watched Max drink the wine. Max spent most of the time talked about his job as a personal trainer, his friends, the girls he fucked and dated. After finishing the dinner, Max started to get up to leave but felt dizzy. He made it into the living room before he grabbed hold of a chair, “wow, I feel weird.”
“Why don’t you have a seat,” Les help the bodybuilder over to his posh couch. He knew the drug was taking effect. Max’s eyes were glazed over and the tough alpha stud was beginning to drool. Les slipped off Max’s shoes and struggled to lift each huge leg on to the couch.
“Max can you hear me.” Les sit beside Max on the couch and started stroking Max’s crotch.
“Yesss,” Max moaned.
Feeling confident Les began to rube and grope the muscle God’s crotch, “ good. Everything I tell you is the truth. You can trust me.”
“Yes, trust you,” Max moaned again.
“Max, you are deeply in love with me. You are so much in love with me that you would do anything to make me happy. It make you feel submissive and obedient when you are around me. It make you feel so good to do as I say.”
“I’m in love with you, feel good to do as you say,” Max sound confused but his cock was hard.
“Yes, you are so in love with me. And it feel so right and good to love me and obey” Les moved his free hand up to Max’s huge pecs.
“Feel good to love you and obey you,” Max moaned.
“You will be the perfect bottom, you love getting fucked by me. You feel only pleasure,” Les lean down and whispered into the bodybuilder’s ear, kissing and licking his earlobe.
“Feel only pleasure,” Max repleted.
Les licked down Max chisel jaw line, until his lips met Max’s. The straight alpha stud didn’t protest as Les began to kiss him. Les pushed his tongue into Max’s mouth and their tongues began to wrestle with each other. Les felt powerful and emboldened. He grabbed both of Max’s hands and f0rced the massive arms above Max’s head. Each biceps were as big as Les’ head. Les was soon dominating the bigger man’s mouth. As they made out, Max’s thick powerful legs wrapped around Les, pulling him against Max’s ass. His clothed crotch was rubbing against Max’s sweatpants covered ass and hole. Max was in mindless heat as he worked his hole against Les’ cock.
To be continued
Les always had a thing for big bodybuilders and jocks, the more muscles the better. He would fantasize daily about fucking one of those big macho hulks. However, it was only a dream. Les was a small skinny, shy nerd who spent all of his time reading and studying. He had made a career in chemistry with an interest in psychology.
Les returned home one evening and was getting his mail from the apartment mailboxes when he saw a topless jeep pulled up. The most beautiful man he ever seen or dream of, got out of the jeep, and got boxes out of the back. Les stood there taking in the muscle god before him. The bodybuilder wore short cut off jeans shorts that showed off his huge legs. The quadriceps were the biggest Les ever saw. The massive legs were tan and completely hairless. As the stud leaned over to get the boxes, Les took in the huge tear drop shape calves. The stranger wore only a pair of flip flops that Les felt gave a more naked look to the exquisite bare legs. Les eyes moved up the solid defined hamstrings to the Jean cut offs. The denim was stretched over a perfect bubble ass. Les could only imagine how much the stud could squat. Les eyes continued up. The stud wore a yellow stringer shirt, that fully exposed his board muscular back and shoulders. His back was a perfect vshape, and was tan and smooth as the rest of him. The stranger pulled the boxes out of the jeep and turned. Les got the first look at the massive round pecs and drooled. The stringer did nothing to cover up the thick pecs and large nipples. When the hunk saw Les he gave a big warm smile, flashing bright white teeth.
“Hey, you must be my neighbor. I’m Max,” the bodybuilder put the boxes down on the ground and held out his hands.
Les strutted out his name, “Les.”
Max’s hand was so strong as it gripped his smaller hand. Les was speechless in awe.
“I’m moving into 4c,” Max smiled. His bright blue eyes were friendly.
Les didn’t know what to say, and just stood there. When he finally replied it was a short 6 A.
“Man, heard those apartments are nice,” Max laughed and raised one of his huge bulging arms and ran this hand through his dark hair. He looked at Les weirdly and bent to pick up the boxes again.
Les eyes widen as he saw the massive quadriceps bulged and flex as Max picked up the boxes.
“Nice to m33t you Les,” Max shook his head and walked up he steps. Les was speechless as he watched the large round denim cover ass walk up the steps. Finally Les regained his voice, “nice to m33t you too.” However, Max was already up he stairs and out of earshot.
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Over the last few months, Theo found himself spending more and more time in the gym. He always been in great shape, and even had took part in some competitions. However, never to this point. It was all he could think about and he couldn’t focus on anything else. He began to think that he was slowly becoming dumber, and he found himself not caring. Theo walked through the gym in a pair of blue workout tights. He use to make fun of guys that wore leggings in the gym. They were for women, he use to think. However, Theo never realize how comfortable the tights were, especially when wearing no underwear under them. Theo began to workout at his leg extension machine when his friend, Harvey came up to him. Harvey was an older man that use to always watch Theo from the elliptical machines. After that one day when Harvey started talking to Theo. Theo never realized how smart the older man was. He made the bodybuilder feel dumb but at the same time relax. The more they talk each day the more submissive Theo felt toward him. Harvey came up to Theo and put his hand on he muscular shoulders. Theo looked up at the older man and felt so good.
“You look good In the tights,” Harvey smiled as he checked out Theo’s massive thighs.
Theo was beaming in pride, “thank you, sir.”
Harvey smiled, as he checked out Theo’s meaty cock starting to grow and stretch the spandex. Harvey moved his hands down Theo’s back, stroking it. Theo began to workout on his massive quads, while Harvey watched. His huge quads were flexing and bulging through the thin material of the tights. Harvey was pleased at the massive legs as Theo lifted the entire weight stack of the machine.
He leaned in and whispered, “that my good dumb himbo.”
Harvey squeezed the bulging left thigh, causing Theo to moan.
“Go into the locker room,” Harvey gave Theo’s hard cock a squeezed.
Theo stood up and followed the older man. His cock was bulging obscenely as he followed.
Once in the locker room, Harvey turned on the larger, younger Theo and turned the bodybuilder around. Theo moaned in pleasure as his tights were rippled open from behind, revealing his smooth hairless ass. His ass was so big and flawless. Harvey then gave each plump massive ass cheek a hard slap. The meaty ass bounced at each slap, causing Theo to moan and push his ass back like a slut. He needed fucked so bad. Harvey laughed, he had turned the cockiness and biggest guy in the gym into the perfect muscle himbo slut. He unzipped his pants and pushed his cock right up Theo’s tight ass.
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Paradise island
Matt awake tired and exhausted having not slept much the previous night. He tried to contact Ian for immediate reaction but he was told a react team is a day out. Matt knew that he had to be on guard and continue his mission. He looked at his watch and knew he was supposed to workout with Mike and Andrei. He quickly showered and got dress. He automatically reached for a jockstrap and pulled it up his muscular legs. He rarely wore them, but the last few days he found himself desiring to wore them. He even brought some designer jockstraps he found in the resort shopping area. He then pulled on a pair of black thin shorts and a oversized stringer. The shirt left his pecs and large nipples exposed.
Running late he hurried to the gym. When he got there he stopped and peered around the corner. He saw Mike talking to the American southern senator. The senator was pouring oil on his hands and was rubbing it on Mike’s massive pecs. Mike just stood there as the older, feminine man rub and feel up his chest. Matt could see the bulge in Mike’s shorts and he knew his straight friend was enjoying being groped and m0lested by the smaller, older man. He heard Mike whispering something to the senator. The senator then laughed and gave Mike’s muscular round ass a slap, “see you tonight then.”
When the senator left, Matt came into the weight room. “Man, you look horrible,” Mike laughed. “Rough night?”
“I guess, I didn’t slept well last night,” Matt replied.
“I went by your room to get you to come out with Andrei and I, but you was out of it,” Mike started to lift a pair of dumbbells.
So, Mike was in my room, Matt thought to himself. “Where Andrei by the way,” Matt picked up some weights and began to curl them.
Mike laughed, “he probably got lucky last night.”
Matt was about to ask with whom, with an island that is mostly men. Suddenly, he yelled in pain and dropped the weight. “Fucck!”
“What wrong,” Mike dropped his own weight.
“I think I pulled a damn muscle,” Matt held his right shoulder.
“Go see Nicholas, he great at fixing pulled muscles,” Mike replied in concern, and suggested the health club masseuse.
Matt was humiliated that he pulled a shoulder muscle but he wasn’t focusing when he was lifting. In pain he agreed and let Mike take him to the masseuse.
Nicholas was an American gymnast with a tight compact body and blond hair. He seem like a friendly, carefree man. “I leave you in good hands,” Mike patted Matt’s back before leaving.
“Ok, take off your clothes, wrap the towel around your waist and lay face down on the table. I be right back,” Nicholas lite some scented candles and put on some modern meditating music before leaving Matt alone to undress.
The room was dimly lite and the candle was quickly making Matt feel relaxed. Matt stripped naked and wrapped the towel around his masculine waist. He then climbed on to the massage table and laid face down on the table. A candle was near his head and he couldn’t help from breathing the sweet scent in. The combination of the scented candles and music made it hard for the normally in control secret agent to think. He was on the verge of falling asleep when he felt strong hands on his muscle packed back. The hands felt so good as it rubbed scented oils into his smooth flawless back. The hands moved up to his layered delts and lats.
“Just relaxed, breathe in the sweet, calming scent,” it was not the voice of Nicholas, but Xavier Pompeii, the resort manager.
Matt tried to willed himself up from the table but his muscles felt so weak.
“Ssshh, just breathe in and out,” Xavier whispered in Matt’s ears as he worked his hands back down his muscular shredded back.
Matt found himself breathing in and out, taking the smell of the candles into his lunges. His head became mesh as the subliminal messages over the music worked his minds. In addition, the warm erotic oil was soaking into his tight flawless skin. His skin became so sensitive to the older man’s touch. It felt like his entire body was warm to the man’s touch.
“You can trust me “ Xavier whispered as he moved the towel lower, revealing the top half of Matt’s round bubble ass.
Xavier rubbed and squeezed the firm powerful ass cheeks, spreading and kneading the meaty fresh. Xavier smiled as he took in Matt’s tight virgin hole. It was so inviting. The older man poured some of the oil between Matt’s full ass cheeks. The oil ran down between the deep valley of Matt’s ass toward his tight hole. Matt groaned as he felt Xavier push an oiled lubed finger into his hole. The oil soaked into the deep anal canal. Matt’s eyes rolled back into his head and he spread his powerful legs.
“You can only trust me. It feel so good to trust me and obey me,” Xavier whispered into Matt’s ear as he worked the oil into the tight hole.
“Yes, trust you,” Matt moaned and spread his legs further until he was saddling the table. His cock was rock hard, trapped under him against the hard table.
“Good boy,” Xavier reached another oiled hand under Matt and pulled out Matt’s throbbing cock from under him. He was massaging and rubbing Matt’s cock and balls in one hand while fingering his prostate with his other hand. Matt was drooling and moaning on the table.
“Who do you work for,” Xavier whispered into Matt’s right ear, licking his earlobe.
Matt moaned, “I am an agent for MI6.”
“Very good boy,” Xavier probed Matt’s prostate as a reward, causing the muscular spy to moan loud in pleasure.
“Why are you here,” Xavier pushed in a third finger into Matt’s hole.
“Investigate missing men,. . .rescue my friends, . . . Get intelligence on a group called the cartel.”
Matt moaned.
“Good, tell me everything you know about the Cartel,” Xavier continued to stroke and probe his prostate.
All control and training faded from Matt’s mind as he told Xavier everything he knew and saw. He was in tears as he betrayed his country and friends. However, he had no control to resist.
“Very good boy,” Xavier pulled his fingers out. He was satisfied with the information Matt gave him. “Now it time for your reward,” Xavier undid his belt and pants and pulled out his thick cock.
He pulled the taller, muscular Matt off the table, however, keeping him bent over it. Grabbing Matt’s chisel waist, he roughly pushed into the oiled manpussy. Matt was feeling only pleasure as he was fucked for the first time. Xavier moved his hands from Matt’s waist to his muscular shoulders. Matt was groaning loud and found himself pushing back as the older man fucked him hard.
“Fuck,” Matt moaned loud.
Feeling the thick cock deep inside him caused Matt to go over the edge. Matt started cumming over and over. Wave after wave shooting on to the table. He never came so hard. As he came his incredible ass muscles clamped down on to Xavier’s cock like a vice. As his ass muscles spasm around the cock, he began to milk it. Xavier was pleased as another muscle model stud was reduced into a fuck toy slave. Xavier moaned and came deep inside the defeated British secret agent.
Miguel walked out of the bathroom in just his robe after his shower and found his master busy talking on the phone. Miguel knew his master was a busy, powerful man. His master had purchased the Latin pro bodybuilder a year ago after he spotted Miguel at a competition in Rio. Miguel put up a fight with the procurers and even injured a couple of them. However, once he was captured and sent to the training camps, he became docile. Miguel’s strong will personality was erased and was custom reprogrammed for the master’s liking.
Miguel got turned on watching and listening to the older man barking orders over the phone. The master’s power was intoxicating to the bodybuilder. Miguel opened his robe and showed off his muscular, smooth legs. He no longer had to worry about shaving his body for competitions, his body is now permanently smooth. The master continued to talk on his cellphone while smiling at Miguel. Miguel knew his master like it when he tease the older man with his body. Miguel opened his robe further and let it slide off his shoulders. His body was flawless and shredded. He never been is such great condition. His insufficient cock stood straight out from his smooth crotch. He was once proud of his cock, but his master made his realize he had no use for it. As the master continued with his business call, Miguel knelt naked before him and unzipped the expensive tailed suit pants. He wrapped his fist around the thick cock and pulled it out if the pants. The sexy bodybuilder then wrapped his thick sexy lips around the cock head and began to suck on it. Miguel worked his tongue over the cock head and down his throat. The master tried not to moan into the phone as he took his free and grabbed Miguel’s black hair. Miguel was trained to be the perfect cocksucker. He grew to live for the master’s cum. He needed it. Miguel coated the cock with his drool and saliva.
The master finally ended his business call and pulled Miguel’s head off his cock. He pulled the bodybuilder onto his feet and the pushed him face down on the bed. Miguel spread his muscular legs and pushed out his flawless ass. The master then aimed his cock at Miguel’s smooth muscle pussy and pushed into him. Miguel grunted and moan in pleasure. He felt so good and blissful as he took his master’s cock into his ass. He flexed his ass muscles around the cock like a vice as he started to milk it until the master moaned and came deep inside him.
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