Paradise island
Matt reached for his phone and at once noticed that the jammer app had been remotely removed from the phone. He was left vulnerable to the various surveillance and other devices that was planted throughout the room. He knew he had to get out of the suite as soon as possible. Pulling on a jockstrap, a pair of fitted jogger and a t-shirt, Matt exited the room. He couldn’t trust calling London for help. He needed to clear his head.
It was late, well after midnight as he walked the almost deserted halls. First, Matt decided to see if his friends were still at the nightclub. When he got to the nightclub he found it still packed. Half naked younger men were dancing on the dance floor while older rich men sit back and watched. He spotted Mike and Andrei and quickly hide behind a column. Mike and Andrei was in the vip section with Xavier and the televangelist. Both of this friends had their heads buried in the older men’s laps. The televangelist was roughly pushed Mike’s buzzed cut head on and off his thick cock. Mike was offering no resistance as his mouth was fucked hard. Matt couldn’t believe his once cocky dominant friend was letting another man treat him like that. With his free hand, the televangelist was spanking Mike’s bare ass. Mike’s pants were pulled down to his ankles revealing his black jockstrap . Matt couldn’t help but stare at his friend’s smooth, tan ass. Xavier was a lot more gentle with Andrei, stroking the bodybuilder’s black hair as Andrei’s head bobbed up and down on the large impressive cock. Matt’s own cock began to harden. He was so focus on the four men that he didn’t noticed the American senator coming up behind him, and started stroking his ass.
“There you are, I been hoping to see you,” the senator spoked in a feminine, southern accent. The senator smell and sounded high.
Matt felt the man’s hands on his muscular ass, stroking and squeezing the thick ass cheeks. It surprisedly felt good. He let out a deep masculine moan as the man’s hands moved lower and deeper between his ass cheeks. Matt found himself closing his eyes as his joggers were slowly eased down. Feeling the air touching his bare ass cheeks woke him up to his situation.
“I have to go,” Matt said in panic as he pulled up his pants and ran out of the club.
Confused Matt began to roam the resorts halls, until he spotted two men in lab coats ahead of him. The men look out of place in the grand elegant resort. He saw them turn down a hall, however, by the time he got to the hall, they were gone. It was surprisingly no doors for the two men to enter, just oddly a dead end. Curious Matt began to search the wall at the end of the hall for a hidden door. Sure enough as Matt turned an elegant gold light fixture, the wall opened.
Matt cautiously followed the passage into a large lab. His eyes widen as he saw the Russian sailors from the submarine, strapped naked into exam those chairs. The 24 sailors each wore VR helmets over their eyes and ears, while wires were attached to their nipples. Cock shape hoses were in each sailor mouths. They were working their mouths in sucking motions as drugs were pumped into their systems. Pumps were attached to their cocks, keeping the virile sailors hard, while dildos were fucking their exposed holes. Each sailors bodies were shaved smooth. Matt at once realized they were being reprogrammed into perfect obedient slaves.
Paradise island
While Matt was passed out face down on the bed, naked, he dreamed of the Russian captain, the televangelist, American senator, and Xavier Pompeii all using and dominating. He dreamed that he was spread out on his back on the bed, unable to move or struggle. On each side of them were one of the men. They were licking his hairy arm pits, then working their way down his shoulders and chest. When they reached his large nipples they both began to sucking and nibbling on them. He felt their teeth chewing on the sensitive nubs as they twisted them in their mouths. His nipples were hot wired to his cock, causing his cock to throb and bounce. Matt throw his head back to moan but only to have a cock pushed down his throat. He couldn’t stop himself from sucking on it as the invading cock fuck down his tight throat. His neck and throat muscles visibly working around the cock. Finally Xavier came up to the bed and lifted Matt powerful muscular legs. Matt groan around the cock in his mouth as his legs were thrown on the manager’s shoulders. Then with ease, Xavier’s huge, thick cock pushed into Matt’s hot. Matt’s body was over came in pleasure the cock ripped him open. His world was spinning as wave after wave of intense pleasure filled him. It was so real and intense.
Matt briefly wake to the wet feeling invading his hole. He lifted his head weakly and peered over his muscular shoulders. With cloudy eyes he saw Mike’s face buried in between his plump bubble ass cheeks, rimming him. Believing it was only apart of the dream, he put his head back down and fell back to sleep. Matt returned to the dream as each man took turns fucking his mouth and ass.
When Matt revoke back up, he was alone. He lifted his muscular body from the bed and discovered that he was laying in a pool of his own cum. He never had a wet dream in his entire life, even as a kid. He was both embarrassed and confused. Matt sit up in the edge of the bed, placing his head in his hands.
By looking at Brian most people would assume he was the dominant alpha man, with his thick sculptured muscles, and number of tattoos. He was the strongest guy in the gym and he loved showing off, often working out shirtless. Women wanted him and men wanted to be him. However, David knew the true Brian. The older man saw right through the tough, bad boy persona. He knew what Brian doesn’t, that deep down Brian was a submissive that need a real man to control and use him.
Brian was working out shirtless, holding his court of admirers and followers. He was his normal loud, cocky self. That was until David came into the gym. As soon as the shirtless hunk saw the skinny older man, his facade crumbled. He grew nervous as he lost all focus. Every time he look toward the older man, David was smiling at him. Brian felt his cock stirring in his briefs and he turned red as his cock grew hard. He couldn’t hide it and made an excuse to his gym followers.
Brian retreated to the locker room. He secretly prayed that Dave would follow and wish was granted. Dave saw the tattooed stud heading into the locker room. Before Brian disappeared around the counter, he made eye contact with Dave.
Brian was leaning against his locker, resting his forehead against his arm. Dave came up behind Brian and gently stroked the lower ripper back. Brian’s body was so smooth, flawless, and beautiful. Brian let out a low moan at the man’s touch. Dave leaned in and kissed the shorter bodybuilder’s ear. He reached one hand around Brian’s chisel torso and felt up the big slab of pectoral muscles. Brian leaned his head back against David and let out a deep moan as David’s hand began to twist and pinch his sensitivity nipples. David’s other hand eased into Brian’s briefs and worked down the round tight ass. Brian was in heat, he need to get fucked. All illusion of being the alpha male was gone as David roughly pulled down his briefs. Brian braced himself on the locker while pushing his smooth sculptures ass out. Dave had kept Brian body smooth and flawless since the first day he broke the cocky, tough muscle god. Dave worked his long fingers into Brian’s tight muscle cunt, loosing and stretching it. With one hand loosing the muscle stud, Dave undid his pants and freed his throbbing cock. Once he freed his cock, Dave pulled his fingers out of Brian’s hole. He quickly grabbed Brian’s narrow chisel waist and roughly pushed his coin into the tight, little muscle pussy. Brian moan in pure pleasure as Dave’s thick cock pushed deeper into him and began to slide in and out of him. As Dave plowed deeper into the muscle cunt, he grabbed hold of the huge tattooed shoulders. The thick layered muscles flexed under his hands as he slammed harder and deeper into his muscle slut. Brian was grunting and moaning. He knew anyone could walk in on him getting fucked like a fag bitch but deep down he didn’t care. All that matter was getting used and fucked.
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Paradise island-Matr
Matt headed back to the hotel trying to comprehend what he witnessed on the beach. He saw Andrei getting used by other men and he was enjoying it. As Matt walk by the tails along the cliffs over the beach, he spotted Xavier Pompeii and two security guards headed toward the steps that led to the grotto. A sign was posted by the rock steps stating that the stairs were closed due to high tide. Intrigued, Matt waited and carefully followed. The steps were dark and slippery. As he descended the steps the sound of waves got louder. He came out on to a large cave over the ocean. In middle of the grotto was a Russian submarine. The island security were guiding the naked sailors from the submarine down a metal dock. From Matt’s vantage point he could see the blank looks in the sailors eyes as they were guided off their ship. Five older Russian officers were on the dock laughing and smoking fine Cuban cigars. It was obvious that the sailors were drugged and brought here by their own officers. Using his watch’s advanced camera and recorder, he began to record and take surveillance pictures.
“Yuri, welcome. You arrive right on time,” Xavier greeted the submarine’s captain.
“You was telling the truth about your men.” Xavier inspected one of the men.
“Da, are they worth the $300 million,” the captain smoked on his cigar.
Xavier walked over to a muscle bound blonde Russian and inspected the sailor’s large muscular ass.
“Yes, your men and your submarine is definitely worth the price.”
The men roared in laughters.
“Yuri, you and your officers are going to very rich. Come enjoy our resorts hospitality.” Xavier put his arm around the captain’s shoulders.
Matt hurried up the steps to get back to his room. He slipped several times on the wet steps. By the time he got back to the suite he was covered with mud and dirt.
Once inside his room he pulled off his muddy swim trunks and grabbed his phone. Naked, Matt called Ian in London. there was no signal on the island, his advanced phone became a satellite phone. When he reached Ian, Matt told him what he saw and uplink the videos and pictures from his phone.. Ian paused then came back on the phone.
“Yes, Intel confirmed that the Russians had lost an attack submarine in the Black Sea. It seem like the captain Yuri Paval had defected and sold his crew and sub to the cartel. Continue to gather intel. We will be dispatching a react team in three days.”
“Got it,” Matt ended the call.
Matt needed a shower to get the mud and dirty off him. He took a quick shower, washing off his hard muscular body.. As he walked out of the bedroom, with a towel around his waist and drying himself with another towel, his head started to pound. He dropped the towels and made it to the bed before he passed out
Damien was nervous as he stood at the door of the older gay man’s house. For the first time the tough redneck country boy felt submissive and inferior as the man smiled at him in the door way. “Well, I knew you would be back,” the man laughed as he looked the muscle stud over. It seem like an eternity before the man invites him inside out of the cold. Damien kept his head down as he came inside. All of his cocky confidence was gone. The old man told him to have a seat beside him on the couch, and the muscular country boy obeyed. Damien took a deep breathe as the old man openly stroked Damien’s ridiculous curly mullet. He cock was hard in his tight jeans as the man used his other hand to stroke Damien’s muscular left thigh. With a firm grip on his long brushy hair, the man pulled the red neck into a deep kiss. Damien moaned into the man’s mouth and his alpha persona melted. Tears welled up in Damien’s eyes as his tongue was dominated in the same manner that he often kissed his bitches. The man’s hand on his crotch was massaging and squeezing Damien’s hard trapped cock.
Damien had no idea how they got from the livingroom to the bedroom. And how he got naked. It didn’t matter. Damien felt only bliss as laid his muscular body on the bed, resting on his thick forearms. Damien let out a deep groan and clasped his hands together as the smaller man pounded his ass from behind him. The redneck stud couldn’t believe he was letting the faggot fuck him. However, it felt so good. Damien grunted and moan as the thick cock slammed in and out of him. All of his life he was raise to think he was superior to men like him. He spent years building a body of an alpha stud, for sports and girls, and now it was being used for another man’s pleasure. After the old man broke Damien, the man taught him he was nothing but a dumb, fuck toy. The older city man grabbed his curly mullet and laughed. He pulled Damien’s head back as he bottomed deep into the muscle stud’s ass. Damien let out a loud deep howl. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and his mouth hang open. He was both humiliated and turned. He could no longer control the body he had worked so hard to build. Damien came underneath himself, with out his even touching his insufficient cock, like some submissive bitch.. As Damien came his ass muscles clamped down on the cock like a vice. The spasming muscles from the orgasm, began to milk the thick cock. The man continued to hold on to a fist full of the mullet as he holler in ecstasy . The man then came deep inside Damien. Wave after wave filled the muscular straight redneck’s manpussy. The man eventually stopped coming and collapsed on top of the muscular wide back.. Damien could only lau under the man in post orgasm bliss.
Paradise Island-Matt
It was nice to work out with Mike and Andrei again. It was like old times. Matt didn’t need to change, he just peeled off his shirt and work out in his stretch designer jeans. Andrei and Mike laughed, while they work out In only their red shorts. Andrei was the first to leaving saying he need to get to work, he had a special client from Russia. After Andrei left, Mike took Matt to his room. Matt wasn’t expecting how big the room was going to be. It was a suite. “Damn, you went all out.” Matt laughed.
“We aim to please,” Mike joked with him. He looked at his phone, “I have to get to a client. See you tonight and we go partying like old times.”
When Mike left, Matt picked up his phone. There was no single. However, Matt activated the bug scanner. He just smiled. It was no surprise there were various types of monitoring devices in the room, both video and audio. Oddly through he also was picking up wireless speakers hidden in the bedroom and living areas. After activating the jammers, he pulled off his shirt and dropped his jeans. If they watching, matter well give them a show, Matt thought to himself. He walked into the large bathroom. The shower walls were lined with mirrors. He watched his reflection in the mirrors as he peeled off his sweaty black boxer briefs. He stepped naked into the shower and turned on the water. The water cascade over his shredded muscular body. His pale body looked like a greek statue. As he soaped up his body he knew he was being watched.
In the next suite, the American senator was watching Matt soap up his oversized pecs. He watched Matt’s hands soap up and watched his chisel, cobblestone abs. The senator reached out and placed his hands on the one way mirror as Matt began to wash his meaty cock and large round balls. Matt then bend over to soap up his long muscular legs. His sculptured ass spread as he ran his hands up his thick hamstrings. The Conservative senator pressed against the one way mirror. Matt’s marble like ass cheeks was smooth but his hole was hairy. The senator place one hand on the wall as if he was stroking the beautiful male model. His other hand reached into his pants and jack off. It didn’t took the senator long to cum. By the time, Matt got out of the shower, the older man had coated the other side of the mirror with his cum.
Matt walked naked into the bedroom, he was determined to give the people watching him a show. He was never shy about his body. He unpacked and put on a pair of swim trunks. He need to go and investigate the island.
It didn’t took him long to realize that there was very few women on the island, mostly men. Also, the pool areas and beaches were clothing optional. Most of the guests were older men and definitely rich. They surround themselves with muscular younger men, they were either the men own kept boys or employees of the resort. The younger men wore very little or nude around the pool area. Their bodies on full display.
Matt was getting a lot of attention as he walked through the pool area toward the beaches. He felt eyes following him as he walked.
At the beach, Matt decided to take a swim. He was enjoying the warm Mediterranean Sea and also watching the scenes on the beach. From his vantage point, he could make out Andrei walking toward one of the cabana’s. The bodybuilder was naked in the bright sun.
When Andrei disappeared into the cabana, Matt made his way toward the shore. He must look like a god merging from the sea as he walked out of the ocean. The water dripping over his huge pecs and chisel abs, while the wet swim suit showed off his thick, meaty cock.
Matt approached the cabana and appeared around the corner into the lavish building. Matt couldn’t believe his eyes.
Andrei was on his back, while two Russian men were on each side of him. They each had in their hands a bottle of champagne. They was taking turns pouring the champagne over Andrei’s massive pecs. As the champagne ran down the deep valleys and ridges of his pecs and chisel 8 pack, the men took turns licking it up. Andrei’s cock was rock hard. Between Andrei’s powerful legs, Matt noticed a thick dildo was perturbing from Andrei’s hairless hole. The look on his face was pure bliss. Matt knew this was not his old friend. He slowly back away hoping not to be caught.
Caleb been walking at the convenient store for six months and he liked it. He enjoying meeting people and staying busy. He grew use to people coming into the store all hours of the day and a lot of people would stare at him. He was impressive at 6’4, 285 of pure muscles. When he wasn’t working at the convenience store he sent all his free time at the gym. As a result he filled out his work uniform nicely.
One night he was working late. It was a slow night and there haven’t been any customer for an hour. He decided to do some restocking when a black Mercedes pulled up out front and a middle age man came into the store.
“How it going,” Caleb greeted the well dress man with a nod and went on restocking.
When the man saw him, he paused and looked Caleb up and down. It was something about the man that freaked Caleb out. The way the man stares at him. The man picked up a case of beer and headed to the counter. Caleb got down from his stepladder, where he was standing on to restock, and went around the counter to check out the man. He could feel the man’s eyes on his jean covered ass. Caleb try not to make eye contact with the stranger as he rang him up.
“Anything else you need,” Caleb asked and made eye contact with the man.
“Well actually, you can give me a blow job,” the man smiled as he looked into Caleb’s brown eyes.
The straight muscular younger man was suddenly over came with a desire to serve the older man. Caleb found himself walking around the counter and knelt before the older man. His hands moved on their own as he unzipped the man’s pants and pulled out his fat cock. Caleb was straight and never touched another man’s cock. He stroked it in his strong right hand as he removed his face mask. Looking up at the man, Caleb leaned in and licked his tongue over the cock head. The man continued to smile down at Caleb. He removed Caleb’s cap and pulled Caleb down on his cock. Caleb began to ch0ke on the cock but he couldn’t stop the man from guiding his head on and off his cock. The man pushed his cock deep down his throat. Caleb couldn’t breathe and grabbed hold of the man’s leg to pull away but his huge muscles were useless. Finally the man came deep down Caleb’s throat.. He shot wave after wave down the muscular stud’s throat. Caleb had no choice but to swallow the man’s seed.
“Good boy,” the stranger pulled out of Caleb’s mouth and patted his head. Caleb dropped to his hands and knees to take in air. The man zipped up. He put money for the beer on the counter and left.
Every night after that night, the man return to the convenient store and fuck Caleb’s throat and ass.
Paradise island-Matt part 4
After fucking his wife the rest of the night, in the morning he took his flight from London to Rome. From Rome he flew on a private jet to the resort island.
On the plane were two Americans. The two men weren’t together but obviously knew each other, as they chatted the whole flight, asking about each other’s families and friends. Both older men also stared and flirted with Matt. Matt, with his intelligence knowledge, knew of the men. One was a conservative US senator for one of the United States southern states. The feminine senator openly flirted with Matt and kept staring at Matt’s thick thighs As they stretched his super slim stretch Father Sons jeans. The other man was younger then the senator and was a well know televangelist of a mega church. How the men kept looking at him gave the normally calm Matt chills. He was use to people staring at him but those men were looking at him like a piece of meat and they would jump and r*pe him if they could. However, they didn’t try to make any advances on him. He mused that they were probably warned that he was straight meat and off limit, or it probably was the cold, don’t try it, look he gave them. Instead they took their desires out on the muscular flight attendant. The Italian bodybuilder’s black slacks was so tight they were almost painted on his thick thighs and round ass. The white short sleeves shirt was stretched over his massive pecs and the sleeves hugged his huge arms. As he brought the two men drinks, the senator ran his hands up the flight attendant’s muscular hamstring. The younger man didn’t protest. Later the televangelist followed the flight attendant into the kitchen cabin. A few minutes later, the conservative preacher came back, readjusting his clothes. Matt turned his attention to the window as the ler jet approached the island. Matt was amazed by the size of the island. On the western side of the island stood extensive ruins of a Roman palace. On the opposite, eastern, side, high on the cliffs, stood a beautiful well preserved Roman temple. On the northern shore stood a grand modern hotel, while the southern shore offered extensive white sand beaches. After circling the island, the jet landed on a runway at the center of the island.
When Matt departed the plane he was greeted by Mike and Andrei. The three long time friends greeted each other with hugs. They had worked with each other for years and had grew close. Matt knew he had to rescue them. However, they didn’t look worst for wear. Their matching blue tank tops stretched over their massive pecs and the short white shorts showed off their thick smooth legs. They were both tan and look happy. But there was something off about them, Matt just couldn’t point out what it was.
A grey headed man in a white suit approached them, “ah, Mike, Andrei, this must be your friend Matt.”
The man held out his hand and Matt gripped it in a handshake.
“This is Xavier Pompeii, the manager here on the island,” Mike smiled as he introduced the older, well dress man.
“Thank you for letting me stay at your resort for a couple of weeks. I told Mike that I’m willing to work to pay for my stay.”
Xavier spoke in a thick, yet upper class Greek accent, “nonsense, a friend of Mike and Andrei is a friend of ours. Stay as long as he need. I head so much about you that I feel that I know you so well.” Xavier’s brown eyes roamed over Matt’s built athletic body. When he noticed that Matt saw him, Xavier smiled and turned his head toward the senator and televangelist. “I better greet our other guests,” Xavier accused himself.
“Come on let get you settle in and we can have a workout,” Andrei slapped Matt on the back and picked up his bags.
As Matt followed his two friends, he couldn’t help but noticed that through the thin white shorts were jockstrap likes. The shorts hugged their pump muscular asses. He know both of his friends and knew neither wore jockstraps. Andrei threw Matt’s bags into the back of a topless jeep and all three models jumped into the vehicle, with Matt in the backseat. Before being drove off, toward the resort, Matt turned and saw the US senator talking to the manager while openly groping a tall African men in only a red speedo.
Paradise island-Matt part 3
Matt drove his Jaguar into the parking building in middle of downtown London. He speed down the parking building ramp. At each turn he went deeper and lower, under ground. He love his car. It was his pride and joy, next to his kids. He loved it power. He turned another corner and came to a stop. The ramp in front of him was blocked by a closed gate. He reach out and pushed a button on his car’s console, and the gate opened. He drove through the gate and continued down the ramp, making turn after turn. Finally he reached the bottom of the parking garage and parked his car by a elevator. He got out of the car and adjusted his tailored suit. He then walked toward the elevator doors. Matt stood in front of the elevator’s door a few seconds as the concealed cameras digitally scanned him. When the door opened, he stepped into the elevator. There were no floor buttons, just a keypad by the doors. As soon as the doors closed, Matt keyed in a four digit code and the elevator began to move up.
As the elevator climb, Matt checked himself out in the four mirror walls. He was stylish in black leather shoes, no socks, slim black trousers that hugged his thick thighs. His tailor suit jacket was cut to show off his wide back and tapered down to showcase his narrow waist and wide muscular ass. The top three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, showing off his smooth muscular chest.
The elevator opened on to a busy open office area. Well dress men and women were busy as they walk from desk to desk, talking, delivering papers. Matt crossed the large office area toward the double doors at the end of the room. He came up behind an older elegant woman, surprising her.
“Matt, don’t do that,” she jumped in surprise, slapping his muscular arm with the file she held.
He laughed and teased her, “you know I can’t resist, Charlotte.”
Although married, Matt was a flirt.
“Such the tease,” Charlotte laughed and sit at her desk in front of the doors. “You better get in there,” she nodded toward the door.
Matt tap at the door before entering the inner office. The office was large and decorated in wood paneling and antique furniture.
“Ah, Matt, my boy, come in,” Ian Smith stood up from his large antique desk and cross the room to greet Matt.
Ian Smith was a short man in his fifties. For the last ten years he was the director of the highly classified department of MI6. It was well known that he was answerable only to the prime minister.
Ian put his arm around Matt’s wide shoulder and guided him over to one of the high back chairs in front of his desk. As Matt sit down he saw an older man sitting across from him.
“I think you know Lord Thomas, the head of the Home Office,” Ian motioned toward the older man.
“We met,” Matt and Lord Thomas nodded toward each other. Matt always thought that Lord Thomas look like Churchill or a bulldog. The man was large and fat. He was sitting back in the deep chair, toying with the ivory head of his walking cane. The older looked at Matt is disgusted as Matt sit with his muscular legs spread. The lord disapproved of Matt’s man spread. The tight trousers proudly displayed Matt’s full bulge.
“So, Michael invited you to the island,” Lord Thomas asked in his gruff voice.
“Yes, he emailed me back late last night and invited me to the island this weekend. Michael believe that my wife and I are getting a divorce. He said he arranged with the resort management for all expenses to be paid for and I can stay as long as I like.”
“We’re sorry that your friends had fallen victims but the coincidence that they were your friends are too much for us to pass up,” Ian chimed in
“Yes, I am a friend to both Mike and Andrei, but the napping of two fitness models seem a little out of our lane, as the Americans say,” Matt knew that this case was way beneath their skill sets and authority.
The two older men looked at each other. Lord Thomas leaned forward.
“We believe the island resort is owned by a very secretive criminal organization that called themselves the Cartel.”
“A drug cartel,” Matt asked, feeling uncertain about what he hearing.
Ian paused, “not quite. From what he heard from our underworld contacts. This Cartel is much larger and more powerful then any criminal organization we know of. According to our information drug cartels and the various mafias could hide under its shadows.”
“With all of our advance technology and spy networks, it hard to believe that something as big as this Cartel can be such a mystery to everyone,” Thomas spoked up.
Ian continued, “it seem like this Cartel is involved in various legal and illegal enterprises, however, it main source of revenue is the human trafficking of men. To keep itself so secretive, it must have its hands in every major government institutions and police forces.”
“So you want me to infiltrate for intel and I hoping to rescue Mike and Andrei,” Matt stood up.
“Of course, but beware that the situation is very risky and as usual the Queen’s government would disavow any acknowledge of this mission,” Lord Thomas leaned forward supporting himself on his cane.
“Of course, I better get packing then, it a long flight,” Matt stood up and salute the two older men and left.
As the two men watch Matt leave the office, lord Thomas whispered to Ian, “yes, he would do very well.”
That night, like every night before he leave for a mission, Matt fucked his wife hard and long. She loved his hard muscular body as he slammed in and out of her. Her legs were wrapped around him as she grabbed his muscular ass. She drugged her nails into his meaty ass cheeks, encouraging him to pushed deeper and harder. Finally he howled as cum deep inside her.
Paradise island-Matt part 2
A couple of weeks after Mike returned to the island resort, he received an email from Matt asking him if he can take him up on the stay at the hotel. Matt sound stress.
“What wrong, man,” Mike asked concerned.
“Rose and I are separating, and I need to get away for a while,” Matt sounded depressed.
“Man, I’m sorry, let me talk to the management here and see if they have anything available, or if I can get you a free stay.”
“I would really appreciate it, man,” Matt’s voice perked up.
“Your friend definitely have the look our clients like . . . Fuck,” the resort island grunted.
Matt was resting his thick forearms on the manager’s bed as his fist clinched the satin bedsheets. The manager was behind, thrusting his in and out of Mike’s ass. They were in front of a large television screen where images from Matt’s social media sites and fitness training website were being displayed.
“You . . .said . . . He contact you . . . To take you. . .up on, fuck. . .offer,” the manager grunted as he rammed Mike’s tight ass.
Mike squeezed his eyes shut and licked his lips as his prostate was pounded, “ yess, . ..said he need to get out of London, ffuck. . . Marriage. . .probems.” Mike was struggling to speak. He love getting fucked so much. A year ago he would never or even consider taking a cock up his muscular ass, but now he loved it. He get fucked every night on the exclusive island and he couldn’t get enough.
“Oh fffuck,” the manager groaned and pushed all the way into Mike’s still tight canal. He grunted and came deep inside the most popular muscle whore on the island. After the older man finished coming, he pulled out of the exhausted mike’s ass. He got off the bed and walked around to face Mike’s tan, masculine face. He grabbed the stud’s hair and ordered Mike to lick his cocky clean. Mike obediently started to lick the cock clean.
“Tell Matt that he welcome to come, and stay as long as he want. All expenses paid,” the older man stroked Mike’s brown hair.
“Yes, sir,” Mike pulled off the cock to reply and quickly returned to cleaning the cock.
Paradise island-Matt
Mike was walking through the Dubai airport. He was turning heads of both women and men with his sunglasses, tight black third zip pullover, and ass hugging black joggers. The resort management had often allowed him off the island to do approved photo shoots. Dubai was home to several regular guests to the island and his photo sessions was good publicity for rich gay men that had crushes on Mike. He had just spotted the driver for sheik Mohammed Abdul and was headed toward him, when Mike heard a loud, strong English accent calling his name. He turned and saw his friend Matt coming toward him.
“Mike how it going,” the muscular English fitness model greeted him with a bro hug.
“Matt, old buddy, what are you doing here,” Mike asked in surprised.
“Your agent didn’t told you, we doing the photo shoot together,” Matt clapped mike’s large left delt.
Mike just laughed, “I never asked for details.” Mike looked Matt over, “looking good man.”
Matt was wearing a black short sleeve t-shirt that hugged his massive pecs. It was almost possible to count his abs.
“Look who talking man, you look really tan. I heard you working as a trainer on some island resort,” Matt asked.
“I love it man. Getting all the sun I want,” Mike laughed. “You should come and stay a few days,” Mike knew his masters would love the sexy male model. “Where Rose and the kids,” Mike looked around.
“Back in London, they wasn’t able to make,” Matt’s happy expression turned sad.
The Arabic driver cleared his throat to get Mike’s attention. Matt gave the obvious gay driver a disgruntled look.
“I better go to catch my ride. See you at the shoot tomorrow,” Mike smiled.
The two muscular models shake hands. As Matt walked away, Mike caught the middle eastern driver checking out Matt’s large round ass in the slim stretch light blue jeans. Mike smiled at the embarrassed driver and followed the smaller man out of the airport to the waiting Rolls Royce limousine.
The driver opened the back passenger door of the limousine for Mike. Mike got in and smiled at the older sheik who was waiting for him. The sheik was in his traditional robes and attire. As the driver closed the door and put Mike’s luggage into the trunk, the Arabic prince placed his jewel encrusted left hand on the Mike’s thick muscular thigh. Mike took off his sunglasses and smiled at the wealthy sheik. As the limousine started up and drove out of the airport terminal area, the sheik opened his robe. He reached out and stroked the back of Mike’s bare neck. Mike just smiled and offered no resistance as he was guided down on to the older man’s cock. The sheik moaned as Mike’s head began to bob up and down on his cock. The old man moved his hands down Mike’s wide back. The shirt was stretched over the broad shoulders and sculptured back. The thick, sculptured back muscles were still clearly visible through the black shirt. Mike continued to work the cock down his throat as the old man moved his hand down toward Mike’s tight firm ass. Mike positioned himself so that he continue to suck on the hard cock while giving the sheik more access to his ass. The sheik was pleased to learn that Mike never wore underwear, as he pushed his hands into the fitness model’s pants.
Coach was yelling at Jeremy as the bodybuilder curled the 50lbs dumbbells in each hand. “You are nothing but a big dumb piece of meat”
The huge bodybuilder grunted loud, “dumb piece of meat.”
“You need to get bigger and dumber so real men will admire and desire you,” the coach yelled, his face only inches away from the Olympian champion’s ear.
“Bigger, dumber,” Jeremy grunted loud as he curled the dumbbells in front of his massive pecs.
“Bigger you are they more men will want to fuck your muscle pussy,” the coach barked in the shredded bodybuilder’s ear. “You love being a muscle fuck toy don’t you.”
“I love being a dumb muscle fuck toy,” Jeremy barked back. The veins in his huge arms, shoulders and pecs were popping. Jeremy was a huge champion bodybuilder, and he never been is such great shape. Sweat poured down his chisel, huge body, soaking his oversized stringer shirt, that did nothing to cover his huge, round meaty pecs.
“Getting fucked up your muscle pussy is pleasurable,” the coach drove him to pump the weights harder.
“Getting fucked is pleasurable,” Jeremy’s cock was hard in his tiny spandex workout shorts. The red weightlifting shorts were soaked with sweat and almost transparent. The visible tube was stretching the shorts to the limits, pulling the spandex shorts tighter around his huge gluteus.
“Getting fucked by another man is the best form of muscle worship,” the coach pounded Jeremy’s mind over and over.
“Getting fucked is muscle worship,” Jeremy groaned loud.
Since Jeremy submitted to the coach’s training, he grew bigger and more ripped then he ever been before. However, he was no longer the straight, alpha male that was always in control. Now all that matter to Jeremy was getting bigger and getting his muscular ass pounded. Jeremy pumped out one last rep before he grunted loud and came in his shorts. He dropped the heavy dumbbells and gripped the weights rack. He braced his huge body against the weights as his cum soaked through his thin shorts.
“Good boy,” the coach patted him on his wide ripped back.
Jeremy was breathing hard causing his muscles to flex as they rise and fall. His massive, smooth legs felt weak from the intense orgasm. As Jeremy leaned forward, bracing himself while he recovered, the coach ran his right hand down the flawless, muscle packed back. He wanted to fuck his prize bodybuilder right there. The little bodybuilding shorts were stretched over Jeremy’s big round ass. It looked so fat but firm and tight. However, he knew Jeremy had a rich client waiting for him in the sauna. The coach gave Jeremy’s muscular ass a loud, hard slap and told the obedient, mindless stud to get going.
The rich old client was pleased when Jeremy walked naked into the sauna. His huge v-shape body and massive legs on full display. His god like body was pumped and ripped, glistening with sweat. The old man stood up from the sauna bench and moved over to the imposing stud. When he reached out and ran his hands over Jeremy’s massive, meaty pecs, Jeremy began to flex and pose. Jeremy cock grew rock hard as the smaller man started to explore and feel him up. As the man cupped his huge pecs, Jeremy began to bounce his pecs, making them dance against the man’s hands.
The man was so turned on as he squeezed and lifted the massive mounds of Jeremy’s pecs. This in return turned Jeremy on. Getting worshipped and turning on another man is the ultimate high for an obedient bodybuilder. Jeremy’s smooth, 6 inch cock stood straight ahead, from his hairless crotch. The old rich man grabbed Jeremy’s hand and led the bodybuilder over to the sauna beach. The client sit down on the bench and removed his towel. The old man’s cock was bigger and thicker then Jeremy’s and his body was hairy. Without being told, the former straight alpha god obediently knelt before the old man and took the cock into his mouth. The man moaned and grabbed hold of Jeremy’s brown hair, pushing his cock deeper into the bodybuilder’s mouth. Jeremy worked the cock down his trained throat while working his tongue over the thick shaft. Jeremy’s throat muscles were driving the man wide. The old man’s groans and moans kept Jeremy’s hard and throbbing. The old man couldn’t wait to fuck the Olympian champ’s ass. He pulled Jeremy’s head off his cock. A line of drool tailed from Jeremy’s lips to the cock head. The man stood up and guided Jeremy to his feet. He then turned the submissive bodybuilder around and bent the bigger stud over the bench. Jeremy eagerly pushed out his perfect sculptured ass. Years of squats and deadlifts had created thick, hard mounds the size of two basketballs. The hamstrings and gluteus were thick and perfectly sculptured. The old man was in awe of the smooth ass. He placed his hands on Jeremy’s hard ass cheeks and spread them. Jeremy’s hole was hairless and inviting. Jeremy let out a deep moan as the old man’s finger stroked and teased his sensitive hole. The man then split of the muscle hole. Knowing what coming, Jeremy braced himself on the sauna seats. The man aimed his drool, saliva covered cock at the muscle hole, before grabbing hold of Jeremy’s narrow chiseled waist. He pulled the bodybuilder toward him as he pushed. Jeremy let out a deep, loud moan as the cock penetrated him. Jeremy was feeling only pleasure as the cock stretched him open. He loved the thickness inside him, and the sounds of the client’s moans. He knew the man was loving fucking him. When then the man reach all the way into him, the man began to move in and out of the muscle lined canal. Jeremy’s eyes rolled back into his head, as the man thrusted in and out of him. “God, you are so fucking hot,” the man moaned as he grabbed hold of Jeremy’s wide, muscled layered shoulders, ramming harder into the sexy ass. “So fucking beautiful,” the man groaned. Getting turn on even more by the man’s admiration and praises, Jeremy began to flex his ass around the cock, pulling it back in, deeper, each time the man pull out. He was soon milking the cock with his powerful ass muscles. The man moaned louder and paused deep inside him. Jeremy felt proud and trumpet as he felt the older man cum inside him. Wave after wave filling deep inside him. Knowing he had drove a man to cum inside him, caused Jeremy to quickly follow and came on the floor under him. He felt proud that he got a man off with his body. The ultimate muscle worship.
Allen and his husband Charles just arrived home from a nice valentines dinner. There relationship was unusual and many people don’t believe two dominant tops could have a successful relationship. However, they stayed together for ten years now. As soon as they returned to their elegant mansion Charles kissed Allen and whispered he had a surprised for him. He took Allen by the hand and led him upstairs of their modern decorated home. With their free hand they both undid their ties. When they reached the doors of their bedroom suites, Charles smiled and opened the door. Allen smiled in delight.
Their king size bed was covered in rose petals. Among the rose petals was laying two muscular younger men. They were out cold as they laid in the bed, in matching valentines printed underwear. One of the boys had his long right leg draped over his friend’s left leg.
Allen immediately recognized them, “are they the boys on TikTok.”
Charles knew Allen was obsessed with the two rising social media stars. Ross and Martin posted a mixture of workout, sexy teases, and comical videos. They were notorious gay baiters, teasing their gay followers.
“You like them,” Charles smiled.
“I love them,” Allen was like a kid on Christmas.
He moved between Ross, the boy on the right, and ran both hands up the muscular legs. He often watched the posts of both boys working out. He especially loved their leg workout posted, while they do deadlifts, hip thrusters, and squats. Their tight asses and muscular legs in their short sexy shorts. He often fantasized about r*ping those boys. Now they were laying before him helpless. Ross’s legs were solid and firm to his touch as he moved his hand up the powerful thighs. Ross turned his head facing his friend’s, Martin, exposed arm pits. Martin was laying with his arms over his head. His muscular chest steady rise and fall.
Allen’s hands reached Ross’s hearts printed briefs while Charles came up beside him, in front of Martin’s legs. The two men kissed and undressed each other as the two straight social media stars laid passed out in the bed. Once they were naked the two men turned to the boys and both lifted the muscular legs and pulled off their briefs. The boys grunted as they were stripped. Both boys were hang and Allen mused that the cocky boys had reason to be arrogant. However, it was their virgin boy pussies that the two men wanted. Their holes were exposed as the men lifted their legs into the air to peel off their briefs. Charles had instructed the agency, he hired to captured the boys, to shave their holes before delivering them. The agency did an excellent job. The boys asses were flawless with their long legs in the air. Allen put Ross’s legs on his shoulders and kissed and lick the boy’s developed calves. As he aimed his cock at Ross’s smooth and already lubed hole, he lean over and kissed his husband, saying thank you. Allen then pushed into Ross’s virgin hole. The out cold Ross grunted in his sleep as he that penetrated for the first time. Ross was so tight around Allen’s thick cock. As Allen began to fuck Ross, Charles throw Martin’s legs over his shoulders and roughly pushed into the cocky jock boy’s pussy. Charles kissed and licked the tattoo on Martin’s muscular shins and calves as he thrusted in and out if the boy pussy. The two men was in heaven as they r*ped the straight boys asses. Pounding in and out of them, bending the boys in half. Both boys came to while they were getting fucked but they were too drug to fight and protest. Their tears and moans only encouraged the men to fuck them harder. For twenty-four hours, the two men used and enjoyed the two sexy boys in every way they wanted. Fucking them in every position. Finally the next day, the agency came to collect the two boys. It was the best valentines ever for Allen and Charles.
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Cole didn’t bother putting his shirt back on when he left the gym. He just put on his jacket, over his huge pecs and cobblestone abs as he walked out of the gym and got into his truck. He was mad, he figured his wife would once again won’t have dinner ready for him as come home. Since he reluctantly agreed to let her go back to school all she talk about was her classes and her psychology professor. Cole loved his wife but he found himself getting jealous of the time she was spending away from the house.
When he got home and walked into the house, he was surprised to see Lisa running up to him with a beer in hand. She was all dressed in a dress, with an apron tried around her narrow waist. “Honey, Dr. Fultz is here. I invited him over to have dinner,” she took his arm and led him into the living room. “You did what,” Cole was token by surprised as she dragged him into the living room. A older, dignified man in his fifties got up from Cole’s favorite chair. He held up his hand to greet Cole. “Awe, I hear so much about you from Lisa.” Cole shook the man’s out stretched hand, “sorry, on how I am dressed. If I knew that we going to have company I would had at least put a shirt on before I came in.” Cole looked down at his exposed torso and shorts, then at Lisa. He noticed the man’s handshake was firm and strong. “Let me go upstairs and change,” Cole pulled his hand away. He was unhappy that Lisa invited a guest over without telling him, putting him in the spot. “None sense. You are fine, it is your home and you work hard on your body and should show it off,” the professor’s eyes roamed over Cole’s sculptured torso. Professor Fultz turned toward Lisa, “I think you should check on dinner, while Cole and I get to know each other.” “You right professor,” Lisa hurried off. Cole looked confused at how Lisa was behaving. Fultz put his arm around Cole’s broad shoulders, “now let us men get to know each other.” Cole can tell the professor was use to getting way, a dominant personality. Instead of taking his usual chair, Cole found himself conceded it to the professor. He sit across from the professor, his muscular legs spread and his jacket open. He sipped his beer. There was a silent tense as the two men sit across from each other. Fultz was smiling at Cole as he watched the younger, muscular man drink the beer. “So Lisa said you work construction and compete in bodybuilding competitions,” Fultz broke the silence.
Cole took around drink of the beer, “yeah, I did a couple of competitions.”
Cole put a hand up to his face and rubbed his eyes. He suddenly felt tired.
Fultz smiled, “your wife told me so much about you. She always talking about you, even while I was fucking her.”
Cole wasn’t sure he heard him right. It was getting hard to think.
“I quite enjoyed hearing how sexy you are while I fuck her,” Fultz continued to smile at him.
“What,” Cole was confused.
“She found you very sexy with all those perfect thick muscles but you are lacking aren’t you. All your working out and steroid use have made you less then a man, haven’t it,” the professor kept on.
“You don’t know what you are talking about,” Cole protested but it was getting harder to think. He then realized Lisa had drugged his beer. He looked at the beer and then at the Professor.
“Don’t I. Lisa needed a real man and I can tell, deep down so do you. You hide your true desires with weightlifting and muscles. However, just like Lisa, you need a real man to control and dominate you.”
“A real man,” Cole whispered.
His cock was hard, the hardest it been in so long.
“That it Cole. Just give in. Crawl over to me,” professor Fultz unzipped his pants and pulled out a long thick cock.
Cole’s mouth became dry and he swallowed hard. He then found himself sliding off the chair and on to his knees. As he knelt his jacket slide off his massive shoulders. On his hands and knees the muscular stud crawled over to the other man. When he reached the professor, Fultz guided his head on to his cock. Never in his life did Cole ever sucked another man, but he found himself opening his mouth and took the cock into his mouth. While he was taking it down his virgin throat, Lisa came out of the kitchen.
“Dinner ready,” she was unfazed by seeing her muscular husband on his knees sucking her lover’s cock.
“Good. Dear, take your sexy husband upstairs and get him a shower,”Fultz ran a hand through Cole’s brown hair.
Lisa came over and help Cole to his feet. He found himself feeling reluctant as he was pulled off the cock. Confused he let Lisa lead him up the steps. Once in the bedroom, she pulled off his shorts and briefs, and got him into the shower.
“He going to take good care of you honey,” she undress and got into the shower with him. She began to clean him, washing his huge muscles. After she made sure he was clean inside and out, she began to shave his body smooth. He just obediently stood there as she shaved him. When done, she turned off the water and dried them both off. She redress but left Cole naked as she lead him back downstairs.
Professor Fultz was at the dinner table slipping a glass of wine when the y0ung couple came down. “Well, you was right, his body is truly breathtaking,” he stood up and pulled out a chair for Cole. Cole didn’t say a word as he sit down. Lisa sit across from him and the professor sit at the head of the table, Cole’s usual place at the table. Cole just sit there while his wife and the professor ate and talk. He felt Fultz’s hand on his muscular right thigh, stroking the thick powerful quads.
After dinner, Fultz led the couple upstairs. He guided Cole to fuck his wife as he kissed Cole’s muscular shoulders and back. As Cole pushed into Lisa, Fultz pushed into Cole’s tight ass. Cole moaned loud. As Fultz thrusted in and out of the tight muscle man pussy, he guided Cole in and out of Lisa’s pussy. Cole was never so hard as he was sandwiched between them. When the professor finally came deep inside him, Cole came inside Lisa. He passed out soon afterwards.
The next morning, Cole awake to the feeling of the Professor’s cock still inside his muscular ass. It felt so good as the older man spooned up behind.
It was a beautiful day and I decided to sit outside in the local university’s quad by the student plaza. My eyes fell upon the jock by the fountain. The stud had his right leg on the wall, with his right elbow on his friend’s shoulder as they flirted with two co-Ed’s. The two girls were swaying, swooping in the jock’s flirtatiousness and his blonde hair, blue eyes good looks. From my advantage point my eyes ran down his sexy body. His tank top showed off his thick shoulders, powerful arms and didn’t do anything to hid his massive pecs. His body was smooth and flawless. His yellow shorts were so thin that I could make out his briefs lines as they hugged his muscular round ass. His legs were powerful and massive. I decided that I wanted him.
The college jock told the two girls and his teammate that he late for class and slipped his number to both girls. He was so cocky and confident as he started walking toward the dorms. I stood up and followed him. His ass looked so delicious as he walked. I began to read his mind. He was certain he could get both co-Ed’s in bed and probably at the same time, he smiled and hummed to himself as he walked down the path. He wrinkled at a tall brunette walking by him, and almost caught me when he turned to check out the woman’s ass. I put a suggestion into his mind for him to peel off his shirt. His back was smooth, wide and shredded, a perfect v-shape. Just then from the opposite direction on the path came an effeminate older professor. The professor looked the shirtless jock god over in lust. “Faggot,” the jock hissed and walked passed him, almost pushing the gay Professor over. The jock felt that the older, fatter gay man was inferior to him. He was homophobic. However, I decided to change that. I reached into his weak mind and began to implant ideas of how good it would feel to have a cock up his jock ass. The stud was confused as he kept walking. He couldn’t figure out why he was thinking what it would be like to take the Professor’s dick up his ass. Worst he started to get hard as images of him getting fucked filled his mind. By the time he reached his dorm building his confidence in his sexuality was shaken. As he swapped his card key to open the dorm main door, I grabbed the door as he opened it. He turned to look at me, his cockiness was gone. With one hand on the glass door, my other hand reached down to his lower back, gently stroking it, sending a shrivel down his spine. My voice in his head told him to relax and obey. He offered no resistance as I guided him into the dorm lobby toward the elevators. We were getting a few stares. An older man with his hand on the star college jock’s lower back. Once inside the elevator, he nervously pushed his floor button. As the elevator doors closed, I eased my hand into his shorts, stroking his firm ass. I couldn’t wait to get him into his dorm room.
Be a spoiled rich jock kid, he had his own dorm room. Once inside, I pulled down those sexy shorts, before I pushed him face down on the bed, in only his tight white briefs. He was groaning as I reached down and ripped them open from behind. His ass was as smooth and flawless as the rest of him. I stood up and admired it as I opened my own pants and pulled out my hard cock. I then laid on top of him. I whispered into his left ear, “relax your hole, you will feel only pleasure.” I eased my cock into his tight jock pussy, causing him to grunt and moan. His ass was pure pleasure as I pushed deeper into him. I thrusted hard, in and out of him. His body and mind was feeling only pleasure as I instructed. The jock was moaning loud and the bed was pounding the dorm’s thin walls. He pulled his pillow over his head to drown out his only screams of pure pleasure. The jock couldn’t hard out, as his cock, trapped under, came on the bed under him. As he came, his ass muscles gripped my cock like a vice and pulled it deeper into him.
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The perfect equipments to train a new muscle boy and turn him into the perfect slave. Despite As hard as he tries he will quickly realize that resistance is futile. The beautiful muscle boy’s full lips were pushed open to allow the master to fuck his tight throat. Well as, his thick muscular arms and legs were bounded in several positions, either on the floor when his mouth was used or with his wrists and ankles bound on a bar, keeping his boy pussy exposed. He couldn’t fight or move as his trainer/master fuck him. During the training phase, when the master wasn’t fucking him, he was bent over and strapped to a device. The dildo attachments on the device were made to keep his ass open and full. It was no use to fight, as he was ravished over and over. His master would visit him as he fuck himself on the machine, and gently brushed his sweat stroked hair from his forehead. The boy looked up at the master and beg to be released. His once proud cock was kept locked up in a steel cage and the only released was to surrender his free will. He was so horny and so much in pain. He would do anything to be release as his virgin prostate got pounded over and over. “Will you surrender and be my good bitch boy,” the master tenderly stroked his blonde hair. With tears in his eyes, he nodded his head yes, unable to talk with the gag in his mouth. Only then was he pulled off the fuck machine, and his cock cage removed. The muscle boy was laid on his back with, his muscular legs and arms bounded and attached to an hanging bar. With his jock pussy exposed the master would fuck him again. His ruined hole offer no resistance as he was fucked, but the muscles boy didn’t care. His cock was freed and it grew full mast as his prostate was pounded. The last of the muscle boy’s free will and alpha personality was fucked out of him. Soon getting fucked was the only thing that bring him pleasure and release. He grew to need it and want it.
The sale representative of the nutrition company told Quentin that it was the best supplement on the market, all the benefits of steroids but none of the side effects. Quentin was skeptical at first but he needed the edge. He wasn’t disappointed, he was able to lift heavier and added more gains then ever. He grew so addicted to gains, that he needed more. Quentin was at the gym pumping out curls at weights and reps that he was struggling at only days earlier. He dropped the weight and flexed his tattooed, chisel arms in the mirror. He noticed the sale representative heading toward the locker room and practically ran after the other man. “Hey, I need more of the supplement that you gave me.” While he begged the sale rep just smiled.
“I’m afraid that I can’t give it out for free anymore,” the sale rep smiled. “I can say though that you are looking very good.”
Quentin was freaked out by the way the smaller man was looking at him.
“Your arms looked like they grew an inch since you started,” the rep reached out and gently stroked his massive arm.
Quentin wanted to pull away but the man’s mere touch was turning him on. His cock was hard and throbbing in his shorts. Sweat was running down his huge pecs from the workout and the extreme horniness. He been like that since he said taking the drug. There was no decreased sex drive like with using steroid, in fact the drug increase his sex drive. Not only was he getting bigger but he was consistently horny.
“Please,” Quentin moaned.
“Maybe we can make an arrangement. I have some clients that would like to fuck a big stud like you,” the sale rep moved his hands down the huge, defined left tricep.
Breathing heavy, “I do anything.”
“Good boy, take off you clothes and flex, pose,” the sale rep ordered as he pulled out his phone.
Quentin found it easy to obey, it felt so good. There was no roid rage. He feel so blissfully obedient. He pulled down his workout shorts and peeled off his shirt. Standing in only his spandex black underwear he began to flex and pose his body. His cock was bulging as he obeyed.
“Good boy, yeah, my clients going to love you,” the gay man whispered as he recorded Quentin on his phone. “Now turn around.”
Tears were welling in his eyes but he got to obey. He turned and flexed his wide v-shape back. His ass was compact and sculptured as the tight underwear hugged him.
Within minutes the sale rep’s phone was beeping over and over with clients offering top dollar for a chance to break in the muscular ass. Quentin would make him a lot of money and he was just the beginning. Quentin’s bodybuilder friends had saw his gains and wanted the same experience.
Gary booked the room at the same hotel that the wrestling team was staying like he does after every match. He had watched from the stands as his favorite wrestler dominated his opponents on the mat. As the ref lifted the compact muscular wrestler’s arm in the air to declare him the winner, the jock’s eyes scanned the cheering crowds. Their eyes met for only a brief instances before the wrestler jogged off the mat.
Gary paced the small hotel room, eagerly waiting for his wrestler to come. He started to worry that the jock won’t show up. When he was about to give up hope, there was a lite rap on the door. Gary opened the door and was greeted by the y0ung man in the team issued hoodie. The hoodie was pulled over the jocks head as he ducked into the hotel room. The wrestler didn’t say anything as he walked passed Gary. The wrestler’s baggy team issued sweatpants and hoodies didn’t do much to hide his tight fit body under them. The wrestler had his back to Gary, facing the hotel room mirror when he pulled off the hoodie off his head. He was wearing earphones over his brown mop of unruly hair as he knelt down and unlaced the wrestling caliguls that he still wore from the earlier matches. Gary didn’t say a word as he watched the y0ung jock god undress. With his back still toward Gary, the wrestler pulled down his college team sweatpants. The wrestler’s legs were thick and powerful, and shaved smooth, a common practice of wrestlers and inspiring bodybuilders. Gary was pleased to see the black spandex of the singlet legs peeking from under the baggy sweatshirt. The singlet short legs was stretched over the massive thighs. Finally the wrestler pulled the hoodie over his head. He stood before the mirror showing off the tight, body hugging singlet. Gary moved behind the wrestler and started rubbing the massive bare shoulders. The traps, delts, and lats were thick and layered over the flawless skin. Gary kissed the shorter wrestler’s left side of his neck, working down the shoulders. His hands eased the thin shoulder strap over down the huge left delt. He then moved kissed across the shredded back to the right shoulder, to continue easing the straps off the jock’s shoulders. The wrestler just stood looking in the mirror as the older man peeled his singlet down his ripped muscular body. Gary took his time slowly revealing the huge smooth pecs and chisel, cobblestone abs, until he reached the narrow waist. The wrestler was wearing a jockstrap and the top curve of his beautiful ass was exposed. Gary stopped undressing the wrestler and began to take off his own clothes. The jock continued to just stand there. His headset still on his head. Gary could never figure out the jock. He was the cocky dominant jock on the mat but deep down the wrestler want to be dominated by an older man. The wrestler still act arrogant and uninterested as he stood there, but his cock was rock hard and bulging the singlet. Once Gary was naked, he continued stripping the wrestler out of the team singlet and roughly pushed the wrestler down on the bed. The wrestler stared at him, as Gary lifted his powerful legs on to his shoulders. The wrestler’s cockhead was poking out of the jockstrap’s waistband as his legs was thrown on the older man’s shoulders. His smooth hole was exposed from under the jockstrap. Gary pushed into the jock’s tight hole. The wrestler began to moan, making the first sounds he made since he come into the hotel room. Gary always loved the tight boy jock pussy. It was so tight around his cock as he pounded in and out of the wrestler. Just the thought of all the boys that the jock had dominated on the mat in hs and college, and now it was his thinner, older body that was dominating the wrestling champ, drove Gary wild with lust. The jock was wrapping his powerful legs around him, pulling him deeper into his jock pussy. Gary thrust all the way into the wrestler and came hard and deep inside him. The wrestler quickly followed, filling his jockstrap pouch. After the wrestler came down from his post orgasm high, he returned to his stoic self and redress. Once back in his singlet and sweats, the wrestler left without saying a word to Gary. Until the next time, Gary smiled and thought to himself as he watched the wrestler’s round bubble ass leave.
Paradise island-Mike
Mike wake with Andrei massive arms dropped over his leaner, but muscular body. The resort manager allowed the bodybuilder to sleep with Mike until permanent quarters were ready for Andrei. Mike was actually enjoying having Andrei’s hard, muscle packed body pressed against his equally hard body. It was a change compared to the hairy, fat men that he usually wake up to pressing against him. However, both Andrei and Mike were now programmed as bottoms, and neither hot muscle stud could get a hardon unless a cock is in their perfect asses or down their throats.
Mike been on the island for a year now, leaving dreary London and his successful modeling and social media career behind to work as a personal trainer on an exclusive men only island resort. To the outside world, Mike was living the dream of every y0ung alpha male, traveling the world, doing high end modeling assignments, and dating beautiful women. However, it was a lie created by a staff managing and creating his social media life. Mike was contented though. When he wasn’t “training”, he was often on the beach or by the pool of the beautiful private island off the coast of Italy. In ancient time, it was the pleasure palace of Roman emperors and Mike could see why.
Mike squeezed out from under Andrei’s beefy arms and headed to the bathroom. He did blame Andrei from sleeping in. He was new and had took 6 cocks up his muscular tan ass last night. Mike figure the Romanian bodybuilder would be sore and need some time to recover. In the shower, Mike made sure he was completely clean, inside and out. He took his razor and made sure his body was completely smooth. When he finished he then got out of the shower, and made sure he looked perfect. He then pulled on a jockstrap, white shorts, and a spandex blue short with the island resort logo on his right peculiar.
His first client of the day was a rich Texan. Mike wasn’t hard on his clients. They wasn’t there actually to get train, they were there to take in his hot sexy body as he demonstrated the various exercises. The large Texan oil man watched Mike’s ass as he demonstrated bent over rows. The tight shorts hugged his perfect round ass cheeks. Mike continued to demonstrate the workout by bringing the weight up toward his muscular waist even as the man stroked his lower back. When the fat, lazy Texan attempted to do some of the workouts, he was rewarded by having Mike in the sauna. Mike stripped naked and knelt before the larger man, and took the man’s cock into his mouth. Mike’s throat was tight around the man’s fat cock, as the handsome muscle stud bobbed his head up and down the cock. Mike had earned a reputation on the island as an expert cocksucker. It didn’t took the Texan long before he grabbed Mike’s hair, f0rcing his cock deep into his throat, and came. When he finally let Mike’s head go, to let the personal trainer to breathe, Mike obediently swallowed the man’s load.
Mike’s next clients were two Japanese businessmen. They marveled at his hot body as he trained them, commenting in Japanese on his thick arms and legs. After their training session, the two men fucked Mike in the locker room. Mike was bent over between them, taking their cocks up his ass and down his throat at the same time. They fucked and used him hard until they filled him from both end.
After his last client, he hit the beach or pool. He felt so relaxed and nature as he peeled off his shorts and jockstrap and walk around in the nude. It never took long before an island guest offer to rub sun screen on his hard tan body. His body was always darkly tanned, a fact that was often posted and commented on his social media platforms. Mike felt so relaxed as the men hands rubbed and stroked his body. His cock always stayed rock hard as the men touched him.
Dani got out of the shower and was glad to see the bitch he had fucked the night before had got the hint and left. She was a hot fuck, but had already out stayed her welcome. He dried his pumped muscle packed body before wrapping a towel around his narrow waist. He couldn’t resist flexing in the mirror. Then he noticed his cell phone was beeping that he had a text message. Dani opened his phone and the text video attachment. He suddenly became so blissful and relaxed. His thick cock grew hard and tented the towel. Dani continued to stare at the flashing lights of the video and grew deeper relaxed and aroused. When the video attachment ended, Dani walked open of the bathroom toward his front door. He made sure his door was unlock and then returned to the bedroom. He then dropped his towel, revealing his muscular pro-bodybuilder body. He knelt in front of the bed and laid his torso face down on his bed. He remained in that position for about five minutes before he heard his front door open and footstep heading toward the bedroom. However, Dani didn’t move. The stranger found the tall middle eastern bodybuilder spread out on the bed. Dani’s v-shape back was ripped and smooth as it tapped down to his large muscle bubble ass. The stranger smiled as he took in the meaty ass. Dani’s legs were spread revealing his smooth hole. Dani felt the man’s fingers teasing and probing his hole, but he didn’t move. He just let let out a low groan. His cock was rock hard as it laid trapped between his abs and the bed. The masculine bodybuilder felt so good as the stranger pushed a fat finger into his hole. Dani spread his thick thighs more and lifted his ass in the air, begging for more. He could hear the man struggling to undo his pants with his free hand while still probing and loosing Dani’s manpussy. Finally Dani felt empty as the man pulled out his fingers. The emptiness was short live as the man grabbed Dani’s thick thighs and pushed his hard cock into the bodybuilder’s ass. The straight middle eastern bodybuilder felt only pleasure as he was f0rced open and fucked hard. Dani pushed his face into the mattress to muffle his moans of pleasure. His large fists grabbed the sheets while he pushed his ass back. The stranger had paid Dani’s agent a lot of money to fuck the pro bodybuilder and it was worth every penny. Dani’s ass was so tight and powerful. The thick muscles gripped the cocks like a vice and began to flex around it. Every time the man pulled out, Dani’s ass muscles pulled his cock back in. The stranger grabbed his huge boulder like shoulders and thrust hard and deep into Dani’s ass. “Fuck,” the stranger moaned as he shot his load deep inside the prime bodybuilder ass. Feeling the man’s cum flooding him, caused Dani to quickly follow, shooting his cum on to his bed under him.
After coming hard, Dani passed out on to the bed. The stranger pulled out of the collapsed bodybuilder and put his clothes back on, then left. Dani awake 30 minutes later, with no memories of what occurred.
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After I seduced and reprogrammed the sexy bodybuilder, Brad moved in with me. The former alpha stud became my loyal obedient slave. A few weeks later, though, I noticed that Brad looked down. I decided to ask him what wrong as I spooned up behind him in bed. My arms draped around him, stroking his big pecs as my cock nestled between his plumped ass cheeks. “What wrong, baby,” I kissed his neck.
“This weekend is the super bowl and I always had my buddies from the gym over to watch the game. My friend Chris called yesterday and asked if we still on.”
I could tell it mean a lot to him. While I kiss up his thick neck, I had an idea. I knew his workout partners must be as hot as he is and alphas like he was before I turned him.
“How many do you normally invite,” I kissed his small ears.
“Just my four workout partners,” he purred as I kissed his earlobe.
“Are they as hot as you,” my hands played with his nipples.
He laughed, “yeah, you would especially like Adam and Steve.”
“Why don’t you have your super bowl party here,” I began to hatch my plan. Just the thought of enslaving four muscular studs turned me on.
“You sure,” Brad turned his head and asked excitedly.
“Yeah, I got the 70 inch television and I can cook for you guys.” My cock was rock hard and I eased it into his tight muscular ass.
“ that fucckking, grrreat,” he moaned as I began to fuck him.
On game day, I had prepared a lot of food and drinks for the guys. I had also made sure everything was laced with my special cocktail of mind control drugs that I had used to reprogrammed Brad. It just took one dose to permanently rewrite a subject’s mind and personality. Brad was nervous and afraid that his friends would find out he is gay. I smiled and told him after that night they won’t care.
At 6, Adam and Chris was the first to arrive. Adam was tall at 6’5, with a shaved head. Brad was right, I definitely like him. His arms were thick with vascular veins, as he wore a shirt sleeves short that hugged his developed pecs. He looked at me suspicious with his dark eyes, trying to figure out my deal. He couldn’t understand why his buddy Brad would give up his place and moved in with an older man, like me. He was cocky and obviously very homophobic. He going to be fun to break, I thought to myself as he walked into the living room, with his jeans showcasing his nice ass.
Chris was friendlier and shorter then Adam with shugggy brown hair. He was wearing a sleeveless cut off shirt that showed off his huge, thick shoulders, and shorts that proudly displayed his massive smooth, tattooed thighs. I couldn’t wait to fuck that ass.
Few minutes later Brad’s cousin, Steve arrived. He was the youngest and the most innocent looking. His blonde and blue eyes made him look angelic. Although his face was boyish, his body was all man. Last to arrive was Carlos, a beautiful muscle bound Latino.
When the game started the five studs were yelling and cheering on their team, while eating and drinking. I sit back between Brad and Adam on the couch, while Steve sit on the floor in front of Brad, and Chris and Carlos each sit in the recliners on either side of the couch. I watched their reactions as they ate and drink. By the second half, the mind control drugs started to take effect. They grew quiet and stared at the television. It time to work on them.
“Gronk have a very nice ass,” I said out loud.
“Yeah,” the five muscular straight studs replied in with out emotion.
“Those big muscular jock asses look so good. Tight and round,” I whispered lowly.
I smiled as the studs stared on the television.
I moved my hand on Adam’s thigh and stroked it. He didn’t pull away.
“I bet those hot football players love getting fucked after the game. Their big muscular asses feel so good getting fucked and played with. They know that they are for other men pleasure. It feel good to get fucked and pleasure other men,” I kept on and on. I was pleased to see the budge in Adam’s jeans.
“All of you played football didn’t you,” I asked the drugged boys.
They all replied in moans yes.
“So you know it true. You all got so turned on as your tight uniforms hugging your tight asses. You played hard for your coach and fans. It felt good winning and pleasing men.”
It was so hard for them to think. They would argue that they not gay if they could think. However, everything I said sank into their drug minds.
“Why don’t you all take off your clothes. You feel so relaxed being naked in front of me,” I smiled
The five muscular studs pulled off their clothes without hesitation. Their bodies were tight and muscular. Although, Adam was the cockiness, his cock was the smallest of the group, while Steve’s was the longest and Chris’s cock the fattest. Carlos’ asses was the most plumped and roundest.
“Good boys. It feel good to obey. Jocks must obey.”
“Jocks must obey,” they repleted.
“Yes, they do. They feel so good to obey. It make them so hard to serve.”
Their cocks were rock hard.
“Brad, I want you to train your friends to how to proper serve a man, as good jock boys.”
“Yes, master,” Brad replied as he and the others slide on to the floor.
I leaned back on the coach and finished watching the game. My arms on the top of the back of the couch as Brad positioned his muscular friends, as I had previously instructed him to before they arrived.
Steve and Adam was on their knees in front of me, unzipping and pulling out my thick cock. Brad instructed them to worship my cock. The two straight studs started to lick and shared my cocky and balls. They were moaning in pleasure over my cock. They both ch0ked on my cock as they tried to take it into each of their virgin mouths. Carlos and Chris were kneeling behind them, rimming and eating out their asses. Brad was guiding their heads in and out of the tight asses.
“You feel so good, pleasuring me, your master,” I reenforced my control over them.
By the end of the game, the four bucks were completely under my control. Being the obvious former alpha of the group, I decided to fuck Adam first. I instructed the others to lay on the floor and suck each other off, while Adam lowered him down on my cock. I told him to feel only pleasure as his wet sloppy man pussy, thanks to Carlos’ sexy lips and tongue, was impaled for the first time. He was so hot looking as he bounced up and down on my cock. I leaned in and sucked on his silver dollar sized nipples. It didn’t took him long to cum. His ass flexed around my cock as he came on my torso. I quickly shot deep up into him. He reluctantly pulled himself off my cock. Brad came up behind him and guided him by his shaved head as they both licked my stomach and cock clean.
“All good bottoms must clean their master’s cock after getting fucked,” Brad repleted the instructions I had programmed into him.
After the game, I continued to fuck my each of my boys while into the night. I wake the next morning, with my arms around Brady and his cousin Steve. Their heads were on my chest while they slept. Adam, Carlos and Chris were curled up at the foot of the bed, their muscular bodies entangled.
Paradise island part 6
That evening was Andrei’s last night before he was scheduled to return home to London. Mike told him that there was a party that evening and invited him. At 9, Mike arrived at Andrei’s suite to lead him to the party. He wore a pair of white denim shorts that showed off his tan, muscular, legs, and a tight, short sleeves button up shirt that hugged his huge tan arms. Andrei wore tight white jeans that hugged his round ass and a stretched slim fit black satin shirt. He was barely able to button up the shirt over his huge pecs and end up only buttoning half the shirt up, showing off his massive, shredded pecs. They both knew they looked good.
When they reached the party, being held in one of the larger suites, Andrei couldn’t believe his eyes. The rooms were filled with men engaged in a full blown orgy. The older guests were fucking, using, and dominating the muscular resort employees. Andrei was in shock by what he was seeing, but also aroused. He turned to Mike, but Mike just smiled at him and give his ass a slap.“enjoy yourself”, Mike whispered into Andrei ear, before the large Russian mobster came up to the English model and pulled Mike away.
Andrei watched the overweight man pulled Mike into an aggressive kiss, while ripping his shirt open. Andrei was surprised how submissive Mike was as the man grabbed the muscular fitness model’s ass through the white shorts. Everywhere Andrei turned, there were muscular younger men getting dominated and fucked. The moans filled the luxury suite. Andrei’s cock was hard and he regret not wearing underwear as his cock became visible through the tight white pants. Part of him wanted to run out of there but another part was driving him to stay.
“Ah, there he is,” the two Italian men came up to him and grabbed him by his huge shoulders.
Both men were drinking heavily as each held a bottle of wine in their hands. They were naked, their hairy bodies exposed.
“Why are you so over dressed,” they laughed as they started to unbutton Andrei’s shirt.
“I, I was leaving,” Andrei tried to protest but found himself letting the two men unbutton his shirt.
They spread his shirt open and began to groped and squeezed his huge pecs. While one man pulled his shirt off Andrei’s thick muscle packed shoulders, the other man leaned in and started to licked his large right nipple. Andrei opened his mouth and let out a moan. The man’s mouth was kissing and sucking Andrei’s nipple. The other men pulled the satin shirt off Andrei sculptured, powerful arms, and let it drop to the floor. The man then began to explore his thick, layered back muscles.
“You are so beautiful. You look like an ancient Roma statue,” the man whispered into Andrei’s ear, as he kissed and licked his muscular neck.
Andrei had his eyes closed. He was so turned on by the men worshipping him. He let out a groan as the man on his pecs, bite out of his nipples, sending waves of pleasure straight to his trapped cock. The man behind him reached around and undid his pants, while the man that was sucking his nipples stood up. The one in front of him, stood up and put a hand on the back of Andrei’s black hair. Andrei offered no resistance as the man pulled his head down. Andrei found himself obediently taking the old man’s cock into his mouth. He began to suck the cock, working his tongue over the shaft. He surprisingly found himself contented as he worked the cock down his virgin throat. At the same time, His pants were peeled down his thighs and Andrei felt the hands of the man behind him, spreading his tight, firm ass cheeks. The two men were grabbing his thick trap muscles, on top of his shoulders. The muscles of his back and shoulders were layered and thick, perfect for the men to grab hold of while using him. Andrei felt pressure against his tight hole, but instead of pulling away he pushed back against the invading cock. He kept his mouth on the cock in his throat, while at the same time taking the other cock up his ass. Andrei couldn’t believe how good it felt as he was being fucked from both ends. The men were enjoying his sexy body as they pounded in and out of him. Andrei tightened and flexed his ass around one cock, while working his throat muscles and tongue around the other cock. His body was driving the men wild. Almost at the same time, both men came, filling him with their cum. Feeling the men coming in both his mouth and ass, caused the former alpha bodybuilder to quickly followed.
In the morning, Andrei awake to the feeling of a cock up his ruined hole. When he opened his eyes he facing the sleeping Mike. Their muscular bodies touching, while other men’s arms were draped over their muscular torsos. Mike opened his eyes as well, and smiled at Andrei. They began to kiss while the each man behind them began to fuck their asses.
Andrei’s flight home had been canceled several days prior as he had no choice but to stay at the island. He didn’t care through. He gave up his successful career in London and worked as a cabana boy on the resort island. However, he was happier then he ever been. He sent his days and nights, pleasuring the island’s rich guests.
George Renault left his bank and walked toward his waiting black Mercedes 600 limousine. The driver was holding the car’s back passenger door open for his employer. As Renault got into the car and the driver closed the door, his cellphone beeped. He pulled out his cellphone and saw a message from his wife reminding him about their engagement with the ambassador this evening. The driver started the car and began to drive toward Renault’s home. George Renault was a very wealthy and powerful man, and like most men like him he grew bored easily. He had a new y0ung trophy wife but he still wasn’t satisfied. Just then Renault received another text message. He smiled as he read it.
“There a change of plans, Charles,” he called to the driver. “Take me to the Saint Gregory.”
“Yes, sir,” the driver replied.
The limousine made a turn and headed back into the city. In a few minutes the limousine pulled in front of the upscale hotel. A valet quickly opened the door and Renault step out of the car and walked into the hotel. The hotel lobby was elegant as Renault made his way to the front desk. He was greeted by a yung man, impeccable dress, “can I help you sir.”
“I’m George Renault, there a room reserved for me,” Renault replied.
“I will take care of Mr. Renault, you may help the guests at the next desk, Bradley,” the hotel manager came up to the yunger man.
Bradley nodded and back away. The manager was serious as he began to touch the computer.
“Everything is arranged Mr. Renault. You have full access to the presidential suite as along as you like. There are no other occupied rooms on the floor so you have complete privacy,” the thin, taller man handed Renault a keycard. “I hope you enjoy your time with us, sir.” The manager leaned forward and whispered, “your package is wait in the room.”
“Thank you,” Renault took the key and headed toward the elevator
When he got to the floor he headed toward the presidential suite’s double doors. It was obvious that he indeed got the entire floor to himself. He opened the door and step into the luxury suite. A tray and a chilled bottle of champagne was waiting for him on a table. Renault read the card with it and throw it down on the table. He walked toward the double doors to the bedroom and swung the door open. He was pleased with what awaited him.
On the large king size bed was a naked muscular yung man. The eight33n year old muscle boy was on his knees, his muscular chest and handsome head was face down in the bed. The boy’s wrists were bounded to his ankles and a blindfold was tried securely over his eyes. He tried to yell for help when he heard Renault come in but an o-ring gag kept his mouth open and unable to scream for help. Renault smiled as he walked into the bedroom. He knew the boy. Astor was a friend of his son’s, a star athlete at his son’s elite boarding school. The muscular yung man was handsome with a fine perigee. Renault had met the boy on several occasions and found him sexy and arrogant. Astor’s family was richer then Renault’s and had European royalty in his perfect genes, a fact that the cocky stud reminded Renault’s son on several occasions. Astor started to struggle at his bounds as he heard Renault approaching the bed. Renault watched the boy’s muscles struggling against the bounds. The muscles were smooth and tight. Renault circled the bed admiring the helpless stud. Astor’s muscular thighs were spread and his tight plump ass was exposed. Renault reached out and touched the flawless ass, causing the boy to struggle harder and try to pull away to no avail. Astor tried to yell louder, demanding the stranger to stop but it came out only as muffled sounds. Renault slapped the muscular ass hard, causing the boy to jump. The ass was so hard. Renault slapped the ass again, harder. Each time the normally cocky boy cried out. Astor had no idea who Renault was. Renault walked back around the large bed and grab Astor’s shoulder length hair, pulling the boy’s head up. He was handsome even with his blue eyes blindfolded and his full lips f0rced open by the gag that was strap around his head. Tears were run down the chisel, yet boyish cheeks. He look so much different then the arrogant brat that Renault knew. While still holding Astor’s hair, the older man reached behind the boy and roughly pushed a finger into the exposed boypussy. Astor tried even harder to get away. It was useless. Renault laughed as he moved the finger in and out of the virgin hole. It was smooth and tight. Astor muffled curses grew more desperate. Renault so so turned on by the boy’s cries. He pulled out his finger from the boypussy and began to undress out of his expensive business suit. He continue to stare and admire the muscular jock’s weeping body. Renault’s cock was hard and throbbing as he freed it from his pants. He then grabbed Astor’s long hair. He remembered Astor begging about how girls love his hair. Renault pulled the boy’s head toward his cock and pushed it between the o- ring. Astor was gagging as the older man moved in and out of his tight virgin mouth. He couldn’t resist or bite down as his mouth was r*ped. Astor was uncontrollably sobbing over the cock as it pounded his throat. Once Renault thought his cock was covered enough by the boy’s drool, he pulled out of the tight o-ring. With his cock covered in saliva and drool, he moved behind Astor’s tight muscular ass. Renault grabbed the boy’s powerful hips and roughly pushed into the virgin hole. Astor tried to pull away but Renault’s firm grip kept him in place. Astor’s ass was pure heaven to the older man. Renault was straight but nothing compared to a virgin boy pussy, especially one as muscular and tight as Astor’s. Renault rammed in and out of the jock, harder and deeper each time. Renault’s old, flabby body pounded against Astor’s hard, firm, smooth ass. The more Astor tried to fight the more turn on Renault became and he fucked the boy harder. Finally, Renault couldn’t hold back anymore. He moaned loud and shot his load deep inside Astor. He pulled out and dropped the jock’s spent body on the bed. Feeling satisfied he made his way to the suite living room and poured himself some of the expensive champagne. He slip the champagne until he recovered enough for round two with the sexy jock boy.
SkinTrade 2 part 3
While Arthur and Brian was on the eliptical trainers admiring the four half naked police officers working out on the leg press machine, Arthur leaned over to Brian and whispered.
“That’s the little prick of a cop that pulled me over last week,” Arthur nodded toward Officer Sticco
“Are you sure,” Brian whispered back.
“Yeah, I won’t forget those arms,” Arthur smiled. “He was such a homophobic asshole.”
“Well, McMaster did say that those men were different here then when they are outside of the gym,” Brian said out of breath.
After they finished their cardio, Arthur went to the front desk while Brian walked down to the weight room to watch the muscular bodybuilding cops up closer. He was amazed by the seer size of their thick thighs as they pumped out 800 to 900 lbs on the leg presses machine. Their powerful, smooth quads where bulging as they each press out the weight. Brian was so close to a tall police officer that he could smell the masculine stud’s cologne and sweat. The smaller man couldn’t resist to reach out and touched the taller man’s ass. The police officer just stood there as Brian gently stroke the short spandex shorts over his large ass. The cop’s ass felt like granite against Brian’s hands. It was so firm and tight. Brian became bolder and started to squeeze the muscular stud. His face was so close to the broad, ripped back. The cop’s bare back and shoulders were covered in a thin layer of sweat.
“Enjoying yourself,” Arthur whispered into Brian’s ear. Brian was embarrassed that he was caught by his husband groping a muscle bound ass. However, Arthur just laughed.
“ I had arranged a present for our anniversary,” Arthur took Brian’s hand and led him to the corridor of private training rooms. Arthur used a key he rented from the front desk to unlock one of the doors. Both men were surprised by the elegant decor of the room. It was spacious with a bed in the center of the room. It wasn’t long before their was a knock at the door. Arthur smiled as opened it. Standing at the door was Officer Sticco in just his sweaty black briefs and work out shoes.
“Come in Officer,” Arthur step aside and let the half naked police office come into the room.
“What have you done,” Brian approached the shorter, muscle bound cop.
“I requested us sometime with this piece of cop ass. We have an hour to enjoy him,” Arthur laughed and gave Sticco’s firm round ass a hard slap, causing the stud to jump. Despite the hard slap, Sticco remained submissive. “Happy anniversary,” Arthur add.
Brian reached out both hands and cupped the police officer’s huge pecs. Although, Sticco was shorter then both men, his pecs still made Brian’s hands look small. Brian was amazed how submissive the muscle stud was as he squeezed the oversized pecs. Arthur was running his hands down the muscle packed backs. The muscles of his shoulders were thick and appeared to be muscles on top of muscles. Arthur moved his hands down to Sticco large pumped ass and peeled the tiny briefs. (To be continued)
Paradise island chapter 5
Andrei continued to lay their on the beach watching the scene unfold before him. His own cock was rock hard and leaking as he watched the y0ung muscle god pulled his long blond hair back and pulled his mouth off the older man’s thick cock. Andrei eyes widen as he saw the man’s huge cock. Andrei was impressive himself but nothing as thick as the fat man that was laying before him. The man caught Andrei looking, and smiled. The long hair god stood up. His body was beautiful, equal to Andrei’s in every way. He was ripped and smooth, with a perfect long v-shape back. Thick cords of muscles led from the boy’s wide shoulders down to his narrow waist, coming to a sculpture v shape to form his magnificent round ass. The y0ung god saddled his long powerful legs around the older man’s lap and lowered his sculptured full ass down on the man’s cock. Andrei couldn’t believe was watching another man getting fucked and it was making him so turned on. The blonde stud throw his head back in ecstasy as he impaled his tight ass on to the thick cock. He lifted his muscular arms over his head, pulling his blonde mane up and flexing his incredible body as he began to move up and down the thick cock. From his position, Andrei could only imagine the look of bliss that must have been on the hunk’s face as he rode the cock. The old man’s fat hands moved up the y0ung God’s shredded stomach and back. He grabbed the hunk’s chisel waist and pulled the boy all the way down on to the base of his cock. The boy moaned and throw his head back as he was bottomed out on the cock. The man thrusted his thick hips up into the muscular ass, fucking the muscle boy. As the man pushed up, the stud pushed his smooth ass down.
Andrei was so turned on. He was sweating and his cock was throbbing. He wanted to be that long hair blonde stud. He was started when Mike wrapped his fist around his cock and started to stroke him.
“Matt is hot isn’t he,” Mike whispered as he slowly jacked off Andrei.
Andrei could only nodded his head.
“He an American jock. He was brought here on a promise to make him a big model. He now work as one of the cabana boys,” Mike continue to stroke his friend’s cock.
Andrei continued to watch the old fat man fuck the beautiful long hair blonde hunk. Matt looked so happy and contented. The man let out a deep moan as he lifted his back off the cabana bed. It was obvious the man was coming deep inside Matt’s ass. Matt quickly followed, shooting his load over the fat man, without touching himself. Andrei closed his eyes, as he himself came, shooting his cum into mike’s hand.
SkinTrade 2 part 2
McMaster ran his hand over the short bodybuilding cop as Officer David Sticco laid strapped to the exam table, naked. His handsome masculine face was covered by a VR visor while his subconscious was bombarded and rewritten. Sticco let out a deep moan as his nipples, cock, and virgin hole were stimulated by the devices attached to him. The older manager admired the muscular cop’s body and knew it would be a fine addition to the gym’s stable. When his reprogramming was completed, David Sticco would continued to be the tough alpha male, who always in charge. However, when he set foot in the SkinTrade gym he would became blissfully submissive. He would focus only on working out and pleasuring the older, paying members. When he leaves the gym he would returned to his normal self, with no memory of getting fucked or used, just that he had an awesome workout.
Three months had passed and office Sticco been working out everyday after his shift. He would come straight from the station in his blue uniform, carrying his gym bag. Every time, as soon as he walked through the front door of the SkinTrade gym, all of Officer David Sticco’s stress faded away. He left all his worries outside. The past three months since he joined the gym he saw amazing improvement. The uniform he wore was tighter and displayed his bigger and stronger muscles. He felt amazing and he looked competition ready once again. With leaving his work stress out outside the gym, he also left his personal relationship worries outside as well. His long time girlfriend had recently dumped him because he was spending too much time at the gym. He lost interest in her and sex, being too tired from his work outs. She also didn’t approve of him suddenly permanently removing his body hair. He told her it was for an upcoming competition and that he got a lot of compliments from men at the gym. Which only anger her more. She accused him of caring what other men think about him more what she think. David knew he should have been upset when she left him, but he just went to the gym for two hours and all thought of her faded away.
“Officer Sticco, welcome,” Sticco was greeted by the front Desk attendant Tony. The uniform red polo shirt stretched over the blonde bodybuilding employee’s massive torso. Sticco could make out the attendant’s pert nipples pressing against the spandex mixed material. “Hey, Tony, how it going,” Sticco smiled. “Good sir, been a steady day today,” Tony reached under the counter and handed Sticco a can of Alpha-B. “Thanks, man. I need the pump, it leg day,” Sticco laughed as to lifted the pre workout and headed toward the locker room.
Office Sticco made his way to his locker. He notice two firefighters pulling off their sweat soaked jockstraps and headed naked into the sauna. The three men greeted each other. Sticco knew both men having worked with them on several occasions. The two beefy men looked in great shape. Their previous bear like bodies were now smooth and tone. Their arms had gotten bigger and more defined, while their legs became massive tree thunks. The expressions on the firefighters face was light and carefree, almost blissful. Sticco noticed a member of the city council standing by the sauna door, wearing only a towel, waiting for the two naked firefighters. When the two firefighters joined the older, fat man in the sauna, Sticco began to undress out of his uniform. His body became chiseled over the last few months. He hang up his uniform and gun belt and locked his locker. He then put on his shoes, and with a towel over his left shoulders and the alpha-b in hand, he walked out into the gym in just his black briefs. He felt so good and relaxed. He proud of his massive thighs and his ass was stretching the tiny briefs. He loved the freedom that the SkinTrade environment offered.
Sticco spotted three other police officers in the gym. They were already working out when David joined them. The three tall cops were only wearing tiny shorts or their underwear like Sticco. They greeted Sticco and they returned to working out. They were focused on their workouts, doing heavy deep squats, leg presses, and extension. All four police officers felt blissful as all their worries disappeared. As the masculine alpha cops workout, they became focus for several older paying members of the gym. As one of the muscular cops workout, the other three law enforcement officers waited for their turns by posing and flexing in the mirror. This gave their older admirers a chance to freely groped and m0lest the muscular cops. None of the normally hyper masculine cops protested or respond as two or three men felt them up. In fact their cocks harden in their underwear’s and shorts as the men touched them, and they became more submissive.
Two new paying members were on the treadmill watching the half naked police officers squatting and working out their powerful legs. The two lawyers and married men, were middle age and haven’t been to a gym since their college days. Both men grew bored with their married lives. When Arthur told him about the SkinTrade gym and how he heard from a client about how the muscular straight men were obedient there, Brian was skeptical. However, he would do anything to make his partner happy. He agreed to go with Arthur to the SkinTrade gym to interview with the manager. New potential paying members had to be referred by an already member before they even get an interview with McMaster. When McMaster told the fiscal conservative Brian the memberships price of $2,000 a month each, he thought it was outrageous. However, McMaster called for Tony, the front desk attendant come end. Both Arthur and Brian were impressed by the 20 year old bodybuilder. His ultra-slim stretched khakis hugged his huge bubble ass and massive thighs. Arthur was practically drooling. McMaster smiled at the two men and nonchalantly ordered the blonde bodybuilder to strip. Brian’s eyes widened as he watched the six foot tall stud undress before them. Tony’s body was beautiful and shredded. Once Tony was naked, McMaster ordered him to kneel in front of Brian and suck him off. Brian was frozen in excitement as the 285 pound bodybuilder knelt before him and unzipped his pants. Arthur’s eyes were wide as he saw his husband getting sucked off by this beautiful muscle hunk. It didn’t took Brian long before he thrusted his hips off the chair and came into Tony’s mouth. Tony obediently swallowed and stood up. He stood motionlessly until McMaster ordered him to put his clothes back on and leave. Both Brian and Arthur agreed to join.
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Paradise island chapter 4
Unbeknownst to Andrei, every night as he slept in the luxury bed, the suite was bombarded by subliminal frequency waves. His ears couldn’t hear it while he was awake, but as he drifted off to sleep his subconscious accepted the new programming. He dreamed of being submissive to the older men on the island as they fucked him. His straight alpha mind tried to fight the subliminal messages but it was no match, as it was reprogrammed and rewritten. He dreamed of being on his knees sucking another man’s cock while the man stroked and explore his smooth muscular body. He was being worshipped and used at the same time. In his dreams, as he sucked one man, another older man would come up behind him. Andrei dreamed that the other man, would guide him by his muscular, powerful hips, lifting his flawless ass into the air. Andrei kept sucking and worshipping the cock in his mouth as he took the cock into his mouth. Eventually the programming began to steep into his consciousness. Every waking moment he began to think about how it would feel to get fucked and used.
Every day, Andrei would awake and jacked off his hard thick cock. After he came, he would take a long shower. He ran his hand over his perfect, smooth muscles. He been working hard every day with Mike and the guys that work on the island. It only been a few days, but Andrei could tell their routine was showing unbelievable results. After the shower, Andrei joined Mike and the other muscular studs in the gym and worked out for two hours. Andrei started to find himself not wanting to leave when the vacation come to an end. When Mike told him that the resort is always looking to hire cabana boys or personal trainers, Andrei surprised himself by actually considering looking into it. Andrei had a successful modeling career waiting for him back in dreary London. However, Mike told him that there were always photographers coming to the beautiful island for photo shoots, and he could still continue his modeling career.
One beautiful afternoon, after Mike and Andrei work out, they walked down to the clothing optional beach. Andrea was proud of his god like body and he began to enjoy the looks the older men were giving him. On the beach, they slipped off their shorts and laid on the beach chairs. Andrei loved the feel of the ocean breeze on his muscular, shredded body. He especially like it when he laid on his 8 pack stomach and spread his massive legs. The ocean breeze stroked his ass and his tight hole that deep between his muscular ass cheeks. When he turned over, his cock was standing straight up, and rock hard.
Andrei opened his eyes and looked over to one of the cabanas. An older man was watching and smiling at him as he laid on the beach chair. Between the older man’s legs, was a muscular younger cabana boy with long, flowing blonde hair. The stud was bobbing his head up and down on older man’s cock. As the blonde sucked, the man ran his hands though the long hair, pulling boy’s head up and down on his cock. The boy’s shoulders were broad. His back was smooth with a golden tan. Thick cords of muscles ran down the tight body to a beautifully sculpted ass. Andrei’s cock was rock hard as he watched the older man wrap his leg around the boy’s narrow waist and used his foot to stroke the smooth flawless ass. Andrei found himself wanting to be in the boy’s place. He never had such feelings before, the feeling and desire to be submissive. He could hear the muscular stud’s muffed moans of lust. The long hair stud had a body much like Andrei. A body sculptured from hundreds of hours of work in the gym, working hard and sacrificing. It was a thick and muscular body like Andrei’s. Andrei could tell how natural and easy it was for the y0ung muscle god to accept his place between the man’s legs. Andrei felt jealous and envious of the boy.
When the police department announced that the City newest and most exclusive gym was offering a limited number of free memberships to members of the city’s police officers, Officer David Sticco applied with the mayor’s office. It wasn’t a surprise to the cocky, muscular police officer that his application was accepted. The 5’9, muscle bound 24 year cop was an amateur bodybuilder who already had two competitions under his belt. Officer Sticco arrived at the gym in his patrolman uniform. The police uniform fit like a glove over his thick legs and massive smooth arms. Several older gym members turned their heads toward him as they passed the muscular cop in the gym lobby. He was use to turning heads when he walk into a place in his uniform. The Italian cop was definitely sexy and he knew it. The gym manager, Lance McMasters, came out of his office when he noticed the police officer standing in the lobby.
“You must be Officer Sticco, welcome to the SkinTrade gym,” the taller, older man held out his right hand.
“Thank you for inviting us law enforcement officers the free memberships,” the shorter, muscular police officer.
“It is our pleasure. As you know we had only a few available free memberships and you were selected to receive one. Your record in physical fitness and familiarity with bodybuilding made you an excellent candidate.” The manager’s eyes openly roamed over Sticco’s short beefy body in the police uniform.
“Thank you,” Sticco replied with a smirk in his face.
“First off, as the police department had informed you, this is a male only gym. No women allowed, also no guests unless you receive prior approval from the gym management,” McMaster said as he moved behind the recipient desk.
Sticco laughed, “that fine, my girlfriend is the jealous type.”
McMaster laughed, “good. Let start with your tour.” He pulled out a can of Alpha-B. “Your free memberships include a complimentary energy drink each time you workout.”
“Thank you,” Sticco took the can and opened it.
McMasters smiled as he noticed Sticco drinking the Alpha-B while starting to show the bodybuilding cop around the gym. Sticco was impressed by the steer size of the gym. Every modern equipment invented were available fit the gym members and the free weights far exceeded the weights the police department’s gym offered. The main workout room was a two story former warehouse. The second leave was cardio equipments overlooking the main free weights floor. Sticco immediately noticed that there was two types of men at the gym. The first are the younger, in shape men who were working out shirtless and some even just in tights or underwear. Sticco was a little shocked at how freely the younger men were walking around and working out almost naked, but at the same time his cocky narcissistic personality loved the thought of the freedom from restricting clothes. The other type of men at the gym were the older men, who wore usual workout clothes. Many of the older men were standing around watching, ogling, the younger men workout. The fit, muscular younger men were so focus on working out that they played very little attention to the old men.
As McMaster led Dave Sticco out of the weight room, and led him down a corridor of doors, the manager told him that they were private training rooms. Sticco drank the Alpha-B as he listened to the tour. Sticco noticed a muscular, smooth body boy barely 19 being led by an older man to one of the private room. The boy wore only a jockstrap, and the man had his hand on the boy’s lower back. The boy’s brown hair was curly and thick on top, and his lips were red and lick. There was a blank look in the boy’s brown eyes as he was led into the private room. Being a cop Sticco was concerned, but as he slipped the Alpha-B all concerns faded from his mind. All he could think of was how good it would feel to workout right now.
At the end of the tour, McMasters led Officer Sticco into his office. “Have a seat and we can begin your orientation,” McMasters motion for Dave to sit down. Officer Sticco barely sit in the chair in front of the manager’s desk, when McMasters suddenly injected a needle into the thick vein of Sticco’s neck. He grabbed his neck and started to stand up, but everything went black as he collapsed in the chair. The manager smiled as he rubbed the police officer’s broad shoulders, “yes, your superiors did very well in choosing you. My clients are going to enjoy your sexy cop ass.”
To be continued
Wayne was a former tough man amateur boxing champ. Between preparing for his next match, he offered personal trainer services out of his garage. On his 32 birthday, one of his clients, Dan offered to take him out for drinks to celebrate. Wayne didn’t like Dan, having suspected the older man as being gay. Wayne didn’t want to insult his client, so he agreed. He met Dan at the bar of a local Mexican restaurant. They made small talk over shots of tequila and margaritas, until Wayne’s wife called his cell phone. While Wayne walked away to take the call, Dan slipped a roofie into his margarita. Wayne came back to the bar, obviously upset at his wife call. He downed the drink and ordered another. Dan smiled as he slipped his drink. Soon Wayne was slurring his speech as he bitched about his wife. Dan put his hand on Wayne’s thigh. The tight jeans were stretched over the muscular legs. Wayne weakly tried to push Dan’s hand away and stand up, however he just end up leaning against the older gay man. Dan paid their tab and draped Wayne’s muscular right arm over his shoulders and led him out of the restaurant. As he supported the muscular fighter, Dan began to grope his tight body. Once in Dan’s car, Wayne was out cold.
When Wayne awoke, he found himself naked on his hands and knees bent over a thin bench. His muscular arms were bonded to his ankles, with his tight ass in the air. He started to pull and struggle, yelling at the top of his lungs. “Fucking let me go, you faggot.” Dan just laughed as he came up behind Wayne and delivered a hard slap on Wayne’s ass. “Fuck, you sick pervert. Stop,” Wayne yelled. Dan continued to slap his ass ignoring Wayne’s insults. “So how old are you, again? 32,” Dan laughed and began to count out each slap on Wayne’s tight ass. “4” slap, “5” slap. Wayne was in tears as his ass turned beat red. He struggled harder, bucking. “Please stop,” Wayne begged. “10, 11, 12,” Dan continued to count. Finally he reached 32. Wayne was crying like a baby. His ass was so sore. He then felt a cold lotion being applied to his burning ass. At first it felt relieving but then he realized it was shaving creaming that was being applied. Dan kicked his knees further apart and knelt between the muscular legs. Dan then started to shave Wayne’s ass smooth. Wayne just cried as his hole was shaved, leaving it smooth. He tried to keep his ass closed and tight but Dan deliver another hard slap on his burning, sore ass. Using the shaving cream as lube, Dan pushed his finger into Wayne’s tight hole. “I’m no queer,” Wayne yelled. However, Dan continued to finger and lubed his hole, stretching it as he pushed two then three fingers into the tough fighter’s ass. Finally Dan pulled out his fingers and then grabbed Wayne’s lean muscular waist. “No,” Wayne screamed and tried to pull away, but Dan pulled his back and push his 8inch, fat cock into Wayne’s virgin manpussy. Wayne tried to fight but it was useless. Dan rammed hard in and out of his personal trainer’s ass. Tears were running down Wayne’s handsome masculine face. His own six inch cock grew hard as his prostate was pounded for the first time. Wayne was humiliated that he was getting turned on being r*ped by another man. Dan rammed all the way in and out of Wayne. Wayne groaned as his eyes rolled back into his head. He let out a scream as he came without touching himself. As he came, his incredible ass muscles clamped down on Dan’s cock like a vice and began to spasm around it, milking it. Dan thrusted all the way in and came hard, flooding the straight tough fighter. Dan finally pulled out of the exhausted fighter’s ass. Dan then lifted Wayne’s head. Drool was running down the corner of Wayne’s mouth. It was then that Wayne saw the camera aimed at him. He didn’t know if it was recording or live streaming but he didn’t care. Dan unfastened Wayne’s tired arms and legs and freed him from the bench. Wayne didn’t made any attempt to escape or fight. He felt humiliated as he felt Dan’s cum leaking from his ruined hole, running down his thighs, and saw his own cum covering his ripped six pack. Wayne offered no resistance as Dan pushed him down on his knees. Wayne obediently began to clean Dan’s cock, the cock that broken and deflowered him. Tears ran down his face as he looked into the camera while licking Dan’s fat cock head. The cock is now the center of his life. It had broken him and made him realize he was nothing but a fuck boy for Dan’s cock.
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