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Rich Graham leaned back against the bars of his cell and thought about what his life had become over the last two weeks.  He looked at his wrists, which were handcuffed in his lap, and his ankles which were secured by leg shackles – pretty much large-styled handcuffs made for restraining a prisoner’s legs.  The chain between the ankle cuffs was approximately one-and-a-half feet long and allowed Rich to walk but not very quickly.  The two sets of cuffs were attacked by a chain which ensured Rich could not raise his secured wrists above his waist while he was standing.

Rich was completely naked.  Since he found himself in his current predicament, he was either naked or dressed in running tights and a formed fitting athletic shirt.  His current captor liked that look on him and had mentioned it incessantly since his arrival at her ranch/dungeon.

Only two short weeks ago, Rich Graham had been an ordinary guy from St Augustine, Florida, until his life was turned on its head by Kevin Bagwell.

One morning Rich was training for a marathon, and while almost ten miles from his home, he injured his right hamstring and was forced to start limping home.  Kevin Bagwell stopped the semi-tractor trailer he was driving and offered Rich a ride.  Once in the cab, Kevin overpowered Rich, bound him tight and secured him in a storage compartment.  He was transported to Kevin’s desolated home in rural Georgia, where the madman stated he would use Rich as a sex toy until he tired of him and killed him.

Luckily Rich was able to escape but ran into Leslie Ross.  Instead of helping Rich, Leslie had incarcerated him in a dungeon and had been using him as her personal boy toy.  Rich’s current predicament was much better than being at Kevin’s mercy.  Leslie, who was Kevin’s older sister, knew of her little brother’s depravity, but could not turn Kevin in out of family loyalty.  She instead kept Rich’s captivity a secret from her brother and had been enjoying his body ever since.  Now, instead of stringent, painful bondage, Rich had spent the majority of his time in this four-point restraint.  He was fed and taken good care of, but he was still a prisoner.  A prisoner with fringe benefits.  As in they made love at least three times per day, and she kept him naked or in his running attire.

The elevator hummed from the far side of the dungeon, and Rich assumed Leslie wanted her carnal enjoyment for the fourth time this day.  She had mentioned that she was an outcast because of the folks in the surrounding area knowing of Kevin’s crimes, and she was taking full advantage of having Rich locked in her personal underground jail.

The elevator door opened and Rich’s breath caught in his throat.  Kevin Bagwell strolled out with his unconscious sister over his shoulder.  His eyes caught Rich’s and a malevolent grin widen on his ugly face.  He walked to the cell door, produced a key from his pocket and unlocked the door.  The door clanged opened loudly and Kevin entered the cell.  He laid his sister on the mattress across from Rich and turned to look at the man on the floor.

“I thought I’d never see you again, Rich,” Kevin said.  “I kept expecting the police to show up but as the days past by I figured you never said anything to anyone after your escape.”

Rich got to his feet and instinctively started moving toward the open cell door.  Kevin blocked his path.  Rich impulsively backed up.

Kevin put his hand to his head and said, “You gave me quite a wallop, Rich, when you escaped.  I was hoping I could return the favor.”

Rich backed into the bars on the far end of the cell, raised his manacled hands as far as the restraints would allow and said, “Kevin, you have to understand why I did what I did…”

Kevin took a slow step toward Rich.  “Oh, I completely understand why you did what you did.  I would’ve done the same thing if I were in your shoes, but, as fate would have it, the person you find to help you in your escape is none other than my older sister.”

Rich glanced at the unconscious body of Leslie.

“She’s fine, Richie boy,” Kevin said with a mischievous grin.  “The stupid bitch left your running clothes in the dryer.  I saw them yesterday when I borrowed some laundry detergent.  So today, I came over for some coffee with Big Sis, and her mug might have had a healthy dose of GHB.”

“What are you gonna do?” Rich blurted.

Kevin continued his slow stroll toward Rich, glanced at Leslie and said, “I’m gonna leave her locked up in here.”

Then he looked at Rich, smiled even wider and said, “And, you?  We’re going back to the farm to finish what I started.”

Kevin stopped right in front of Rich and loomed over his naked body.  Without warning, Kevin punched Rich in the stomach, forcing all the breath from his lungs.  Rich collapsed to the concrete floor, unable to draw in a breath as his diaphragm spasmed from the strike.

Kevin knelt next to Rich and produced a handcuff key from the pocket of his overalls and unlocked the shackles around Rich’s wrists.  Rolling Rich onto his belly, Kevin then pulled Rich’s now free hands behind his back and reapplied the handcuffs.

Rich still could not breathe, when Kevin leaned down to his right ear and whispered, “It’s gonna get much worse than that, Richardo!”

Kevin stood up, grabbed the chain which attached the handcuffs to the ankle cuffs and heaved Rich’s inert form off the ground.  The instant and agonizing pain to Rich’s wrists, ankles and shoulders made him forget about not being able to draw a breath.  Kevin put the chain over his shoulder and carried Rich like an oversized handbag.

Finally, able to take a breath, Rich howled in pain.  “God damn you!  Put me the fuck down!”

Kevin ignored Rich’s yelling and demands.  He lackadaisically walked out of the cell, closed the door, insure it was locked and began walking toward the elevator.  Over his shoulder, he said, “I’ll be back later to let you out, sis.  After I’m done with your new boyfriend here, that is.”

They rode the elevator to the first floor and Kevin carried the screaming Rich outside.  Rich was unceremoniously thrown into the flatbed of Leslie’s pickup truck.  The hard landing caused Rich’s head to bounce off the metal floor of the truck’s bed and dazed him.

Kevin grabbed the connecting chain again and dragged Rich to the open tailgate.  Kevin unlocked the cuffs securing Rich’s ankles and grabbed a roll of duct tape.  He forced Rich’s ankles together and wrapped the tape tightly around until his feet were secured together.  

Rich’s head began to clear and he said, “Kevin, please…”

Kevin jammed a large rag into Rich’s mouth.  When it was crammed inside, he placed a strip of duct tape over Rich’s mouth and began wrapping the adhesive around the lower portion of Rich’s face.

“I’m sick of hearing your voice, boi,” Kevin muttered.  “You need to shut the fuck up and learn your place in the world.”

After wrapping the tape around Rich’s face no less than ten times, Kevin dragged Rich by his shackled wrists to the head to the truck bed.  He fed the ankle cuffs and connecting chain through a large tether anchor mounted against the truck’s frame, and then he ratcheted one of the cuffs around the duct tape around Rich’s ankles.  This caused the tape to cinch even tighter than it was, anchoring Rich to the floor of the truck bed and put him in a loose hogtie.

Kevin slid out of the bed, slammed the tailgate shut and made his way to the cab.  He said, “Don’t get too comfortable, boi.  It’s a short drive back to my farm.”

Kevin got into the driver’s seat, cranked the truck to life and spun the tires as he pulled away from Leslie’s ranch.

Rich pulled frantically at his bonds but it was a fruitless endeavor.  The cuffs were ratcheted tightly onto his wrists, the tape around his ankles was like an iron band and he was secured by a steel chain to the body of the bed of the truck.  He knew two things for certain.  First was that he was not getting free of his bonds without outside help this time.  Second, Kevin was taking him back to his place to murder him and dispose of his body.

The ride to Kevin’s farm took less than ten minutes, and in that time, Rich did not even try to squirm free because it knew it was pointless.  The cuffs were secured tight, there was no possible way he could wiggle his hands free and the duct tape around his ankles was tight enough that he was feeling pins and needles in his feet from a diminished blood flow.

The truck stopped next to Kevin’s semi in the yard of his rundown shack and turned off.  Kevin exited the cab, made his way to the rear and opened the tailgate.  He heaved his large frame into the flatbed and made his way to Rich.

“Enjoy the trip, boi?” he asked as he was unlocking the ankle cuff that was cinching the duct tape and anchoring him to the body of the truck.

With the cuff unsecured and the chain removed from the tether anchor, Kevin dragged Rich’s bound body to the end of the bed, hoisted him over his shoulder and began carrying him toward the house.  Again, Rich knew it was pointless to resist.  He would have to wait for an opportunity to escape.  Unfortunately, Kevin had miscalculated once with Rich.  He did not think he would get lucky a second time.

An eerie calm came over him, as Rich figured he would die soon.  He was worried about the pain he would first have to endure, but there was a part of him that expected to die the minute Kevin Bagwell overpowered him and tied him up in the cab of the semi over two weeks ago.  This just seemed inevitable and he was ready to just get it over with sooner rather than later.

Rich was carried into the house for the second time in two weeks, but Kevin made a beeline for a different room – one that Rich had not seen on his previous visit.  They walked past a heavy wooden door into a small room, 12×12, with a thick, rusted, metal pole that went from floor to ceiling situated dead center of the room.

Kevin flopped Rich hard down on the wooden floor, as the chain and loose leg irons clattered loudly.  Kevin produced a knife and cut away the tape around Rich’s ankles.  He then grabbed Rich by the right foot.

Rich kicked out with his left, but Kevin deflected it away with an angry swipe of his hand.  He then stood over Rich and punched him hard on the side of his face.  Rich remained conscious, but dazed, and was dragged to the pole by his feet while on his back.  Kevin pulled Rich’s feet past the pole, with one foot on the right side of the pole and the other to the left.  

Kevin grabbed the leg irons and snapped the cuffs closed around Rich’s ankles with the chain on the far side of the pole. Rich was now effectively chained to the pole.  Kevin then pulled Rich up by his armpits and ran him face first into the iron support beam.  With his hands cuffed behind his back, there was no way to deflect the blow.  Barely hanging on to consciousness, Rich was pinned against the pole with Kevin’s body weight pushing against his back.

The handcuffs were removed and Rich felt his right arm grabbed and pulled upward.  Before he could react, he heard the ratchetting of a handcuff again.  As his left arm was being hoisted upward, he looked up to see a set of steel handcuffs secured to the metal pole with an eyebolt.  He tried to pull his left hand free of Kevin’s grip, but had no chance of overpowering the much bigger man.  Within seconds, Rich’s left hand was also cuffed to the pole.

Kevin backed away from his prize, as Rich was barely able to stand and support himself against the pole.  Rich could hear his captor walk out of the room but quickly return.  Kevin kicked off his work boots, removed his overalls and stood behind Rich completely naked.  He applied a liberal amount of lubricating jelly to Rich’s rosebud and kicked his manacled feet apart as far as the ankle cuffs would allow.  He squatted, lined up his already erect dick with Rich’s rear hole and slowly pushed the glistening tip inside.

Kevin leaned into Rich’s right ear and said, “I’m going to fuck you like I own you.  Then I’m going to beat you like I hate you.  Finally, I’m going to kill you like you deserve to die.  I’m going to return the favor and cave your fucking skull in, like you tried to do to mine!”

The tip making penetration helped clear some of the cobwebs, but Rich came fully awake with the adrenalin dump when Kevin forcibly thrust his entire cock deep into his rear. He tried to squirm away but the restraints made that impossible.

Kevin started slowly but quickly built up steam.  His tempo increased and the guttural sounds he was making were getting louder.  Kevin wrapped his right forearm around Rich’s throat and began to squeeze tight.  This action made it extremely difficult for Rich to breathe, and Rich actually hoped that this was the end.  But as he neared unconsciousness, Kevin loosened his vice like grip, let Rich catch a breath and then reapplied the chokehold.

This went on for several minutes, and it only relented when Kevin started to reach climax.  The chokehold was removed, and Kevin clamped one of his beefy hands over Rich’s nose and duct tape covered mouth.  Rich could breathe through is nose but just barely.

The pain from his anal assault was blinding, and when Kevin came deep inside him, Rich actually grunted into the gag in excitement that this part of the ordeal was over…or so he believed.

Kevin only paused and then continued hammering Rich’s rear.  He never seemed to soften in the slightest and the violent assault continued.  For another fifteen minutes, with just one short break to reapply lubrication, Kevin pounded Rich from the back until he came for a second time.

Panting hard, like he had just finished a hard cardio routine, Kevin leaned against Rich and said, “I took a pill, so I could give you what you deserved, boi!”

Kevin wiped his dripping cock on Rich’s butt cheeks, and then he quickly got dressed.  He walked out of the room but hurriedly returned again.  This time, with a new item in hand.  

Still panting hard, Kevin walked up behind Rich and swatted him across the rump.  Pain seared through Rich as he howled into the gag and tried to jump away from the strike.

Kevin held the item so that Rich could see that he was holding a thin, tan piece of wood that was about thirty inches long and about a half an inch thick.

“This is a rattan cane, boi,” Kevin wheezed.  “When I was a kid, my mama used to make me go cut a switch so she could spank me with it when I was bad.  I cut a lot a switches back in the day.  Figured you were bad – braining me in the melon with that spreader bar and all – and you needed a spanking before I send you off to meet your maker.”

Kevin swatted Rich again – this time across the lower back– and he screamed in pain, but it was muffled by the rag and duct tape gag.  Kevin began pulling the duct tape off.  It took a minute or two to unwind the tape from around Rich’s lower facial area.  When the tape was all removed, Kevin pulled out the dirty rag from Rich’s mouth.

Kevin stepped back saying, “I want to hear you scream, boi.  No more subdued cries of pain.  I want to hear it in fucking stereo!”  

The blows then came one after another, from his shoulder blades to the middle of his calves.  After ten minutes of punishment, Rich lost consciousness, but the repeated strikes woke him out of his haze.  He could no longer scream and just hung by his shackled wrists, as Kevin Bagwell exacted some revenge.

Kevin stopped the beating after he was too spent to continue.  Rich’s entire back was a series of oozing red weltsand shallow gashes that seeped blood.  

Kevin unlocked the handcuffs and allowed Rich to collapse to the floor barely holding on to consciousness.  Kevin unlocked the ankle cuffs, rolled Rich onto his belly and reapplied them.  He manhandled Rich’s inert form back up against the pole, but with his tortured back against the metal support beam. He then pulled Rich’s arms up one at a time – with absolutely no resistance – and secured them to the handcuffs.  Rich was now facing away from the pole but still inescapably secured.

Kevin grabbed Rich by the hair and pulled his head up.  “Almost done, boi.  Just one more thing before the coup de grâce.”

Kevin held Rich’s head up by his hair with his left hand and slowly cocked his right hand back.  When he was ready, Kevin fired a powerful punch to the side of Rich’s face, that snapped his head to the side violently.  Kevin let go of Rich’s hair, and Rich went limp, held up only by the steel restraints around his wrists.

Kevin walked out of the room whistling a tune.  Rich knew, thankfully, this was about to end.  He was fighting unconsciousness telling himself that he wanted to see it coming.  He tried to put some weight on his shackled feet and stand up, but the effort was proving nearly impossible. Somewhere in the recesses of his foggy mind, he knew he was probably concussed with the multiple head blows he had taken since Kevin had reacquired him.

With an inner strength he did not know he possessed, Rich was able to get his weight under him and stand up straight.  He leaned back against the pole and tried to take the weight off his screaming wrists.  Where his back was touching the pole lit up in agony, but Rich was able to ignore the severe discomfort.

Kevin reentered the room – holding the steel spreader bar that Rich had knocked Kevin out with two weeks prior.

“I figured that this was poetic and all, Richie boi!” Kevin said.  “It’s been a blast, but it’s time for you to go.”

“Fuck you, you fat fuck…” Rich hissed and then spat a bloody glob of phlegm into Kevin’s face.

Kevin was surprised by the spit and took a step back.  He wiped the blood-tinged spittle from his face and shook his head.  “I’ll give you this, boi, you ain’t no pussy.”

“You’re the pussy!” Rich spat, this time with more vigor.  “Fat fucking coward!  Rot in hell!”

Kevin cocked the metal bar back, preparing to deliver the killing strike, and Rich tried to keep his eyes open.  He wanted to see it coming, but his eyes instinctively slammed shut.  The sound of the blow echoed in the room, but Rich felt no pain.  He next heard the sound of something large collapsing on the hardwood floor.  Rich opened his eyes and stared in disbelief.

“Leslie!” Rich cried.

Leslie, Kevin’s sister, stood there with a baseball bat in her hand.  Kevin was sprawled out on the floor between her and Rich.  Kevin started to stir, but Leslie struck him several times on the head with the bat until he moved no more.

Three hours later, Rich Graham was in the back seat of a sheriff’s office marked patrol car.  He looked at the mayhem around the vehicle and sighed in frustration.  His head hurt but the pounding headache he had been suffering from had mellowed to a dull ache. He was dressed in his running attire – black long sleeve running shirt, black running tights, black socks and Brooks running shoes – which, for some reason, Leslie had brought with her from her ranch.  And, not surprisingly, his hands were cuffed behind his back yet again!

Leslie released Rich from his restraints and had told him she had woken up in the dungeon cell.  She had a hidden key stashed within reach of the cell in case she had ever inadvertently locked herself inside.  She grabbed Rich’s clothing and a baseball bat and jumped into her other truck.  After she had knocked her brother unconscious and released Rich, she had called 911.

Rich was seriously hurting from the beating he took, but gladly accepted his running clothes.  The shirt and tights hurt the area Kevin had worked over with the cane, and he knew the bleeding and seeping would probably adhere to the material as it dried, but there was no way he wanted to be nude when the deputies arrived,

Leslie apologized repeatedly for what had happened and for what she had herself done to Rich.  Rich was too grateful for her saving his life to be angry at her in the slightest.  She helped him get dressed, and then he hugged her and thanked her for what she had done.  

The deputies arrived a few minutes later, and then things got wild.  Not knowing what was going on, and knowing who Kevin and Leslie were, the deputies immediately called for EMS, handcuffed Leslie, Rich and the unmoving Kevin and then called for more reinforcements.  As the cavalry began to arrive, and Leslie started telling the police what had happened, Rich was ushered outside and placed in the back of an unoccupied police cruiser.  Kevin was quickly whisked away by EMS with a sheriff’s deputy along as an armed guard.  Rich heard the ambulance crews say that Kevin was in critical condition with severe head trauma.

His back, butt and the back of his legs were on fire, but he was able to ignore the pain and discomfort because he was alive and finally safe.  He did not want to be handcuffed in the back of a police car, but he knew it was only a matter of time before this mess was sorted out and he would be free, but he did not expect to be handcuffed in the back of a police cruiser for this long.

Finally, one of the rear doors opened and a police officer in uniform leaned inside.  He was older, maybe in his early fifties, and sported a clean shaven face and close cropped salt and pepper hair under his campaign hat.

“You alright in there, kid?” the officer said.

Rich smiled a tired smile.  “I’m ready to be out of this car and free of these cuffs.”

The officer smiled and shook his head.  “Soon enough, mister.  We’re trying to get to the bottom of what’s going on.  Would you mind if I talked to you for a few minutes?”

Rich brightened.  “I absolutely want to talk!”

The officer sat down in the back seat next to Rich and closed the door.  He took his hat off, ran his hand through his crewcut and said, “I’m Sheriff Tom Bodine.  I’m the sheriff of this county and I’m well aware of Kevin and his past.  Leslie has been telling us quite a sordid tale about what he did to you – and what she did also.”

Rich sighed in relief.  This guy sounded like he believed Leslie.  “I can make an official statement whenever you want, Sheriff.  Can we take the handcuffs off?”

Sheriff Bodine made a face.  “In a little bit, Mr…”

“Graham,” Rich said.  “Richard Graham.  Call me Rich.”

The sheriff nodded.  “Rich.  Okay.  Let me get your information.”

Rich gave the sheriff all his personal information – name, date of birth, address and such – and the sheriff wrote it down in a notebook.  When he was done, he tore the sheet out of the notebook, opened the door, handed it to one of the passing deputies and order them to check Rich’s personal information.  He closed the door and looked at Rich.

“If what Leslie is telling us, you’ve been through a lot, Mr. Graham.  I mean Rich!  You’ve been through a lot, Rich.”

Rich nodded.  “It’s been scary, to be sure.  I’m just glad that you’re here now.”

The sheriff scooted closer and patted his hand on Rich’s knee reassuringly.  “No need to be scared, Rich.  We’re here to help.”

Rich smiled and nodded, unsure of what to say.  Then the sheriff’s hand slid off his knee and caressed Rich’s inner thigh.

Rich looked at Bodine’s hand and then at the sheriff’s face.  “What are you doing?”

Bodine’s hand slid up Rich’s inner thigh and came to rest on his package.  “I love your outfit, Rich.  I’d like to take you to the station, so that we can have a more private conversation…if you know what I mean…”

Rich was too stunned to reply.  He could only think, You have got to be fucking kidding me!  How does this keep happening?!?!?!

The sheriff unfastened one button on his uniform shirt, reached his hand in and pulled out a black ballgag.  “I grabbed this from inside, Rich.  Open up and let’s you and me get out of here.”

The sheriff started moving the ballgag toward Rich’s mouth when the door next to the sheriff opened and a female deputy stuck her head in.  “His ID checks out Sheriff.  Mr. Graham is listed as missing from St. Augustine, Florida as of two weeks ago.”

The sheriff pulled the ballgag back and put it back in his shirt.  Nervous and sounding embarrassed, Bodine said, “Right…excellent.  Good job, deputy.  Give me a few more minutes with Mr. Graham.”

“The detectives need you inside, sir,” the deputy said.

Sheriff Bodine sighed in frustration, gave Rich’s crotch a squeeze and winked.  “Duty calls.  Maybe we can continue this later, Rich.”

The sheriff extricated himself out of the back seat and walked toward Kevin’s home.  The female deputy leaned in, smiled apologetically and said, “Sheriff Bodine is an odd bird.  I figured you needed a lifeline.”

Rich released a pent up ragged breath.  “Thank you so much!”

“The detectives did tell me to take you to the hospital to get checked out,” she said.  “If that’s okay with you, Mr. Graham.”

Rich closed his eyes and nodded.  “That would be great.  Thanks.”

The deputy closed the door and got in behind the steering wheel.  She put the cruiser in gear, spun around and traveled down the dirt road away from the place Rich was sure he was going to die in only a few hours earlier.  He looked back toward the commotion and let out a loud breath of relief.  He looked back toward the front of the cruiser and saw the deputy looking at him in the review mirror.

“Can I get you anything, Mr. Graham,” she asked.

Rich pulled unconsciously at his shackled wrists and said, “I wouldn’t mind if you took these handcuffs off.”

The deputy’s eyes widened.  “Oh my God, I’m so sorry.  I was so focused on getting you away from the sheriff, I didn’teven think about that!  I can stop here and take them off?”

Rich smiled and shook his head.  “Don’t worry about it.  You can remove them at the hospital.  I trust you.  You look safe enough.”

The attractive deputy smiled at Rich via the rearview mirror and said in a flirtatious voice, “Looks can certainly be deceiving, Mr. Graham.”

Rich could see her smile in the rearview mirror and it looked genuinely friendly.  He figured he had been cuffed and bound non-stop for the past two weeks, ten more minutes would not bother him.  He was sick and tired being tied up and secured, to be sure, but he could handle this pretty young deputy keeping him in bondage a few minutes longer.

“I told you at the time it wasn’t going to last, and the money wasn’t going to be that great either “.

 Derek began to swivel his chair like a hyperactive kid. The blinds of his office mercifully kept out most of the piercing noon sunlight on this sweltering day in late May.  Ryan was inwardly grating. That bastard Derek was enjoying this. 

He was his agent, his employee, but his seeming apathy and non-committed attitude told more of an unhelpful bureaucrat than anything else. If Ryan fired him, would he be able to get another? Not a simple proposition these days. Ryan’s post boy-band solo career had at this stage been practically non-existent for a decade. More than a decade. His last solo album hailed from the world prior to the economic meltdown of 08. He had been doing intermittent gigs on talk shows, in pantomimes, on nostalgia nights in gay bars and hen parties these past 15years, and even that was drying up now. 

Ryan was not a boy. He was now a leathery 44year old, his youthful strawberry blonde crop a receding and thinning ghost of what it had been. Middle-aged spread was painfully difficult to hide. And he had a drink problem. It was a helluva long way from his chart topping days of ’98. 

Back then, most of his work consisted of little more than smiling and getting the dance steps right. He was idolised back then. And never stuck for a satisfying shag with the hottest guys. Long gone. Now he was stuck in this stuffy office with that prick Derek listening to him tell him about how crap his career was and was always likely to be while it even existed. God, he could do with a drink!

That’s exactly what he did too. Having left Derek’s office, Ryan headed down the Swan. An old trawling spot from his pre boyband days. Still, it was one of the few pubs on the scene that he could get quietly pissed in without worrying about making too much of an arse of himself. Everyone in there was an alcho. No-one gave a shit if he ended up puking in the Jax, or groping some newbie lad, or generally flushing his dignity down the toilet. It was a place to get hammered on a Tuesday afternoon when everyone else was busy in their day jobs. Nobody would bother him. And the canal bank park was just around the corner. An infamous, though largely untroubled cruising spot.

Ryan entered the Swan, sure-footed, if visibly irritable. After a few Pernod&Blacks, this stability had gone the way of the dodo. He flopped into the smoking area outback. From here the canal park was a convenient 1minuite stumble through the lanes. He leaned against the sticky outdoor table , lit a smoke, and was set to drift off into a reverie of self-pity when he spotted him; a hot young scally-type. Fresh-faced, good body, fit ass. This chav looked about 19. He had slightly middle eastern features. Nice. Just Ryan’s type in fact. And the bloke was eyeing Ryan up too. Certainly he was. Excellent, thought Ryan. I could do with a good hard fuck right now with a sexy young chav like this.

Knocking back his drink, Ryan stumbled gracelessly towards the trees. He was sure this guy was going to follow. He made his way to the low wall on the canal bank where it was still deep in the shelter of the trees. This was where the action usually took place. There was no one around. Good. Ryan would have the lad all to himself without any other old queens interfering or uninvitedly enjoying the spectacle of his aging ex-boyband cock and arse engaging with some fresh bussy. Reaching the wall, Ryan let down his jocks just enough to expose his ass and dick. With this latter cupped, ready to display, he waited for the lad.

He came. This chav knew exactly what the score was. Without making eye-contact, he headed into the bushes just opposite, but out of the line of sight from where Ryan was. Ryan’s cock was beginning to harden in anticipation. His breathing got heavier. He was aching to get that beautiful young scally ass. He stumbled into the bushes after him.

The boy wasn’t in sight. Ryan looked around in frustration. Then the voice came from behind him.

“I know who you fucking are, man” came the lads cheeky address “ you’re band broke up the year I was born. Always heard you were a fag. What’s the deal now, mate? You just some dirty old perv looking for a lads arse?”

 Ryan was briefly taken aback. He didn’t know whether his pride was stung or his dick was even more enthusiastic. He was fucking Ryan X! He had been every schoolgirl’s (and quite a few schoolboy’s ) dream. He was ….

“alright, man. I won’t make you beg. But you better listen. I want my fun too. I could get any hot fucking jock or twink, but I’m gonna play with you. You’re lucky. Now get on your knees.”

Ryan, swimming in drunkenness as he was, acquiesced. The lad came out from behind Ryan. He flashed a meaty lad-package right in Ryan’s face. Ryan was almost salivating.

“So you like this, do ye?” the chav pushed his semi-erect tool towards Ryan’s mouth, pulling it away before Ryan could get his lips around it. “ Can’t see how you get much of this these days. You’re disgusting, man! Flabby fucking old perv. Me ma used to be a fan back in the day. I wonder what she’d think seeing you an’ me now! Ha!”

Ryan didn’t bother replying. He was totally enthralled.

“i bet you like this even more” the lad turned, pulled his jocks down further revealing his deliciously pert, white young arse. He was wearing a black jock-strap. The scent of sweat wafted up Ryan’s nose. His dick seeped pre-cum.

“well you can get it, but first, get all your kit off so I can have a good look at you”

Ryan obeyed.

“Jeez, man!” mocked the chav when Ryan had finished and was now on his hands and knees stark bollock naked in front of him “hope I look better than that at your age! Fuck man. You’re a pink, smelly ol’ pig, aren’t ya? Have some of this while I make an inspection” he produced a bottle of poppers and dumped it in front of Ryan, who picking it up took a deep whiff. His head swam. He felt the excited energy swell to his cock and ass. The chav went around back and knelt at Ryan’s ass. He grabbed Ryan’s ass cheeks and shook them “ hey! Piggy’s got a blubber butt!” he scorned, humiliating Ryan’s sagging backside. Ryan unintentionally farted.

“Whoo! Stinky fucking pig!” chided the lad, as he smacked Ryan’s quivering cheeks. Ryan wailed. The lad got up and came back around front. “Just for that, your gonna get wet”. 

Before Ryan could object, the lad pointed his hefty donger and let a stream of steaming, pungent piss right in Ryan’s face. Ryan coughed and spluttered. He’d never been treated like this before. Never been so humiliated. Here he was, once a pin-up for millions of adoring fans both female and male, now on his dirty hands and knees in the undergrowth of the local park cruising ground, half-cut, stinking of booze and fags, aching, dripping for a shot at the arse of this hot lad who wasn’t even born when Ryan was top of the charts. How embarrassing! And how he was actually beginning to enjoy it.

‘alright, dude. Time for dinner. Get a whiff of this”. The lad turned, spread his legs, and gripping Ryan’s head, shoved his face into his waiting boyhole. Ryan finally got what he was desperate for. With his right arm, he furiously worked away on his own dick, while with the left, he reached around and started pumping the lads, all the while slurping at this sizzlingly gorgeous young asshole. It wasn’t long before he came. The lad then turned and rained his hot man cream right down into Ryan’s face.

When it was done, the lad smiled. He gave Ryan a cheeky kiss, and told him he’d be here for him again this time next week.

Ryan panted like a dog. As he slowly picked himself up and dressed himself, two things struck him; 

Sheesh! How sweet that humiliation had been. 

And double sheesh! How lucky he was that the little fucker didn’t pack an iphone!!

I’d like to thank you again for coming in to explain why Andy’s been missing wrestling practice, Mr. Stevens. Looks like the situation is resolved and won’t be happening going forwards. And thanks also to you, Joe, for coming in and backing up Andy’s and Mr. Stevens’s account of what was happening.

And I’d like to thank you for being so understanding of the situation and giving Andy another chance, Coach Jansen.

Dad, Coach, before we go, there’s something I want to ask you both.

Go ahead, son. What is it?

Dad, would you please whore me out to Coach? Would that be OK with you, Coach? I love you just as much as I love Dad, and I really want to be your son, and your bitch, and your toilet, just like I am for Dad.

Fuck yeah, Andy! I’d love that! Having a hot muscular jock stud like you for my son and my bitch and my toilet is something I could definitely get into with you.

Thanks Coach! That means so much to me! How about it Dad? Would you please whore me out to Coach and share me with him? Please Dad?

Yes, Son, I’d love to whore you out to Coach. That’s so fucking hot! And thank you, Coach. It’s a great honor for me that you’re going to use my son like I do, and you’re going to let him do for you everything he does for me.

The honor is all mine, Mr. Stevens. He’s such a hot jock! You should be really proud of him. I definitely am, and very grateful that he’s on the team.

Thanks for saying that, Coach. I love being on the team and I love all the guys on the team.

You do, eh? In that case would you consider becoming the team’s bitch, if that’s OK with your Dad? The team hasn’t had an official bitch since Tim and his family moved away.

I sure would, Coach! I’d love to be a bitch for my teammates. Can I be the team bitch, Dad?

Absolutely, son! I’d love to see your hot muscular body getting used by all those hot jocks!

Hey, wait a minute, Andy. We’re boyfriends. If you’re going to be a team bitch, then I should be a team bitch, too. I want us to be sluts for the team together as boyfriends.

Fuck yeah, Joe! You’re right. It should be both of us being team bitches as boyfriends. How about it, Coach? Can Joe be a team bitch together with me?

Absolutely! I have no problem with that if Joe gets his Dad to agree. I know how well you two work together, and I can see you’ll make a hot slutty tag team for the guys. Do you think your Dad will approve, Joe?

I’m sure he will, Coach. I’ll talk to him when I get home and have him call you. I know he’ll love the idea of his son being a bitch for the wrestling team. I think he’ll especially love both his son and his son’s boyfriend being a slut tag team together.

That’s great, Joe. I’ll be looking forward to talking with him.

Hey Dad, I just thought of something else. Can Coach move in with us? That way I can be your son and his son at the same time instead of having to go back and forth between each house, and the two of you can share me and use me together at the same time. We have plenty of room.

Great idea, Andy! I’d love for Coach and I to wake up in the same bed every morning with a hard-on and wake you by spit-roasting you right there as you sleep on the bed between us. Watch him plow your jock mancunt while you suck on my cock and drink my morning piss. How about it, Coach?

I’d definitely be up for that, except John my assistant coach and I are a couple, and I can’t leave him behind. He’d have to move in with me.

No problem. My bedroom is wall-to-wall padded matressing, and it’s big enough for all four of us and even more.

And Joe can move in with us too, Dad! That way he and I can be sons and bitches and toilets together as boyfriends for you and Coach and John.

Yeah Andy! And my Dad can move in too. I’m sure he’ll agree! I’d love for us to live together so every day I can watch him fuck your jock mancunt while you watch your Dad fuck mine. I love watching porn like that, and it’ll be awesome to actually see you and my Dad doing it for real!

Yeah, and I want to see you take my Dad’s cock up your mancunt too, Joe. And Coach’s and John’s. Fuck, it’ll be so fucking hot being a family together. We’ll live happily ever after and maybe they’ll even make a TV show about us.

And they did live happily ever after, and they did get their own top-rated reality TV show, called “The Happy Family”, and the show was an inspiration for many other fathers and sons and coaches to form their own happy families and live together happily ever after.

Tangled Desires and Boundaries

Owen’s eyes fluttered open to a dim room, the throbbing ache in his head a sharp reminder of the previous night’s excesses. The weight of his predicament struck him like a bolt—his limbs were tethered to the bedposts, stretched wide. Panic swept through him as he felt the cool air brush every inch of his bare skin, realizing he was stark naked.

His gaze involuntarily traveled upwards to find Brock looming over him, every powerful inch of his massive frame on full display. Not a shred of clothing obscured the view, allowing Owen a raw and uninterrupted look at the colossal figure. Brock’s broad, hairy chest, speckled with the occasional gray, heaved with every breath. Thick, powerful legs bracketed Owen’s hips, and the tantalizing view of Brock’s manhood, just partially erect, was a sight to behold. His chiseled abs contrasted with his muscular arms, veins protruding, hinting at the sheer strength they held.

Brock’s devilish smile grew as he caught Owen’s gaze traveling over his physique. “Like what you see?” he rumbled, clearly enjoying the upper hand.

Owen gulped, trying to find words but coming up short. He felt a mix of awe, fear, and undeniable attraction. Being chained and seeing this mountain of a man standing dominantly over him was overwhelming, to say the least.

“That’s for me to know, and for you to find out,” Brock continued, his voice dripping with amusement. “Last night, you were quite adamant about wanting to experience what it means to be completely mine.”

Owen’s memory of the previous night was hazy, but fragments began to reassemble. The fervent touches, whispered promises, a heady mix of trepidation and excitement. “But this…” Owen trailed off, his voice barely more than a whisper, “I never imagined waking up like this.”

Brock’s grin widened even further. “That doesn’t mean you didn’t want it.” He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. “Every inch of you screams desire, even if your mind is playing catch-up.”

Owen’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, feeling entirely exposed under Brock’s  gaze and body. His much smaller dick, betraying his mind, responded to Brock’s dominant presence in the most embarrassing way—his arousal evident for all to see.

“That’s what I thought,” Brock murmured, eyes locked onto Owen’s evident excitement. “Even now, you can’t deny how much you crave this.”

Caught between Brock’s overpowering allure and his own whirlwind of emotions, Owen murmured, “This is intense, Brock. I need to understand…”

Brock, without breaking eye contact, leaned down, his lips capturing Owen’s in a deep, possessive kiss. As their mouths tangled, Brock’s hand reached down, squeezing Owen’s testicles with firm pressure. The combination of pain and pleasure sent a jolt through Owen, leaving him gasping against Brock’s lips. The gesture was a clear reminder of who held the reins in this dynamic.

Pulling back slightly, Brock’s eyes gleamed with a dark promise. “You will understand, in time. But for now, remember you asked for this.” Right then Brock gripped Owen’s legs and raised them up to his shoulders as he leaned in and took control.

 To be continued

Meeting Daddy

Eric stood at the entrance of this daddy bears home, catching his breath as he rang the doorbell. Nervousness overwhelmed him, unsure of what to expect. The door swung open, revealing a man even more captivating than his profile pictures.

Standing before him was a handsome gentleman, towering at 6’6″. His jet black hair and well-groomed beard framed his chiseled face, complementing his tanned skin. Eric’s gaze unintentionally drifted downward, noticing the man’s jockstrap attire. He could see the man’s giant cock bulging and waiting to flop out. Trying to maintain composure, Eric met his eyes and greeted him politely.

“Hi, I’m Eric,” he said, extending his hand for a handshake.

The man, wearing a slight grin, firmly shook Eric’s hand, his other hand resting confidently on his hip. “Pleasure to meet you, Eric. I’m Dave,” he replied. “Come on in.”

Eric followed Dave inside, entering a spacious and tastefully decorated living room. He stood awkwardly in the entryway, waiting for further instructions from his newfound host.

Dave looked at him, taking a moment to assess the situation. He picked up his martini and turned his attention back to Eric. “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable? You can start by getting rid of those clothes,” he said with a commanding tone.

Feeling a mix of excitement and hesitation, Eric blushed slightly. He didn’t expect things to progress so quickly. “Um, sure,” he responded, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. And then removing his pants leaving Eric only in his jockstrap. He immediately realized how cold it was in the house.

As Eric stood frozen in his underwear, Dave casually moved to a nearby armchair, taking a seat while sipping his drink. He observed Eric’s actions with an appreciative gaze, acknowledging his well-maintained physique.

As Eric continued to stand there, he felt a tinge of vulnerability but also a strange exhilaration he also felt the precum leak out of his cock and wet his underwear. He looked to Dave for further guidance while turning red in embarrassment.

“Good. Now, join me,” Dave gestured, patting the empty space on the sofa beside him.

Eric complied, nervously taking a seat beside Dave. He tried to keep his composure, even though his heart raced with anticipation. The atmosphere was charged with tension, a mix of excitement and uncertainty. He sat down next to dave. His cock was pointing straight up and was pulling at his underwear.

Dave leaned back, studying Eric intently. “Tell me, Eric, what brings you here? What intrigued you about our profile?” he inquired, genuinely curious. As he asked he reached over and pulled the band of underwear away from Eric’s body and then down exposing his rock hard penis. Dave gently blew on Eric’s dick and air stimulated and ticked him. He couldn’t help but shiver and his cock started leaking more and throbbing. Both of them knew he was ready to blow his load.

Eric took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. “Well, I’ve been feeling a bit lonely lately, and when I stumbled upon your profile, it caught my attention. I thought it might be nice to meet a daddy.

Dave nodded, appreciating Eric’s honesty. “Loneliness can be a powerful motivator. It’s good that you decided to take a chance and reach out. We’re always open to meeting interesting young men,” he said, his tone softer.

Feeling a sense of relief, Eric relaxed slightly. “I’m glad I came. It’s just been a rollercoaster of emotions lately, and I guess I was seeking some distraction,” he admitted, grateful for the understanding daddy next to him. At this point Dave reached over and took Eric’s dick in his hand. He used his thumb to gently pull Eric’s forskin back and play with his cock slit.

Dave smiled warmly. “Life has a way of throwing curveballs at us. Sometimes, all we need is a change of pace and the company of a dom daddy bear.

Just then a voice came from the doorway to their side.

“Or two daddy bears”

The voice came from the other daddy bear. He stood there watching Dave gently jerking Eric’s cock and start to play with his nipples. He smiled at them and then unzipped his fly and pulled out his hard cock.

To be continued…

After the latest accident between me, Jon and Teddy in our dorm room, things changed from water to wine between me and Jon. 

Sure, Jon had already been using my mouth as a cum dump for his massive cock both intentionally and by accident, and he had never stopped eating my tight hole out under the guise of “tickling” me in my most intimate, sensitive place. 

But now that he had found out that my jock pussy was the perfect tight, moist and hot place he could use to stick his dick into to relieve himself of his unrelenting horniness, he turned into a total fuck machine – using me whenever he wanted and however he wanted. 

To put it bluntly: Jon was fucking me left and right in our dorm room. At any moment in time his dumb jock cock got hard, he would just bend me over right then and there and fuck me so good my knees got weak and my mind turned blank. 

The gay fairy had indeed blessed me with the most perfect, hot and hung roommate I could wish for.

That’s the only explanation I could find for this whole debacle, since not only Jon was a superior lover (I always came more than he did whenever we fucked), he was also so freaking dumb he never realized the true nature of our intimate relationship.

In Jon’s mind, we were just two bros helping each other out, and he never seemed to comprehend the sexual overtones of the situations that happened between us. 

He firmly believed himself to be straight, although he couldn’t remember the last time he did anything sexual with a girl – the dumb stud said he completely lacked any understanding on how to talk to girls and seduce them, let alone have a relationship with one. 

He much preferred sticking with his crowd – his teammates, other jocks and athletes, where he felt safe and comfortable.

All of his sexual encounters for years on end had been with men, though he didn’t really see any of them as that – sexual encounters. For him it was just a bunch of mistakes, accidents and misunderstandings his big dumb dick had put him into, and the only way he could find of solving them was by fucking his way out of his problems. 

It was always some unbelievable, implausible tale about how he somehow found himself naked somewhere with a big hard on and his dick just couldn’t help but find its way into some guy’s mouth or asshole. 

This happened with his best friend back home, his teammates, his cousins, his youth pastor, his doctor, his coach and even some of his teachers. I marveled at his surreal stories as I bounced up and down on his big dick, and the only way I could find to explain any of this was by believing the gay fairy really did exist.

So yeah, thank you, gay fairy.

Just yesterday, the lamp from our shared bathroom had broken, and I was the first to notice it. I went out to the convenience store to buy a new one, leaving Jon asleep in our bed. 

Oh yeah, our bed: the big dumb stud said he was now so used to falling asleep with me on his arms that it made sense for us to join our beds and sleep together, like true bros, which mostly meant him spooning me into his arms from behind so he can hump my asscheeks with his massive hard on until he falls asleep. It’s wonderful.

When I got back, Jon was stretching in bed, having just woken up. The white sheets were lazily falling from his hips as his huge, morning hard on greeted me, his fat, intumescent cock head throbbing against his washboard abs, big bull balls looking full and juicy in the morning light. 

His eyes were sleepy and his hair was a total mess, but he had a relaxed smile on his face. He went up to our shared bathroom after wishing me good morning, not before humping his brick hard cock against the side of my body as he passed by me. Jon really didn’t have any sense of personal space.

“Bro, now that I took my morning piss, I really feel like dumping a load, so how about you come here and suck this big, hard coc… Oh!” He exclaimed as he came back and found me taking long looks between the new lamp I had just bought and the room ceiling – even though me and Jon were tall guys, it looked too far from me to change the broken one inside the bathroom.

I would need his help changing it, and I told him that as he looked at me dumbly before he came up to me and started taking off my t-shirt over my head and pulling down my pants, leaving me as naked as he was.

“Hum, Jon, what are you doing?”

“Just helping you out, of course. As I see it, the only way we can change this lightbulb is if I hoist you up so you can reach it, and it’s just less risky if there isn’t any clothes on the way, don’t you think?” He looked at me innocently, as if having us both naked as we did our task was the most obvious thing in the world.

I knew better than to argue with Jon’s absurd logic at this point, so I just went with it. We marched inside our tiny bathroom and I squealed as he grabbed me by my hips and hoisted me up as if I weighed nothing – it was unbelievable how strong he was. The lack of effort on Jon’s part would make anyone think that he was raising a bouquet of flowers in the air, not a muscular, swimming jock as tall as him with a fat ass that was probably responsible for half of my weight.

Jon raised my body up only to push my legs around his face, making me press my soft cock all over his mouth as he held me by my ass cheeks. 

Jon’s strong, long fingers were holding each of my firm asscheeks in his hands and the way he was holding my glutes made my ass crack separate, both of his index fingers dangerously close to the tight, rosy chasm of my asshole, which by now was spasming at the contact and promise of his fingers touching me there. 

I was having trouble concentrating enough to change the lightbulb, but the real source of my problems was Jon.

He was giggling beneath me, saying my dick on his face was tickling him, and he couldn’t hold himself still, which made the job of changing the lightbulb really difficult. I complained to him about it and the giant, dumb jock had a brilliant solution: turning my body around so that my dick would be out of his face and it would stop tickling him.

But that now meant that Jon had my ass pressed all over his face, and the only way for him to hold me by my waist and legs and keep his balance was if he had to press his entire, handsome face inside my ass crack.

And that’s what he just did.

Jon wasn’t actually predicting this, so the minute he pressed his whole face inside my ass crack, first thing I felt was the tip of his nose and his full lips pressing against my hole.

His lips then started moving against it, with the tip of his tongue sometimes making an appearance and stabbing right against my tight, sensitive hole, making me shudder each time. 

I had one hand pressed on the ceiling above me for balance while the other held the lamp, and I couldn’t believe Jon chose this specific time to start eating my ass out.

After a few seconds, I was shocked to realize he wasn’t, in fact, eating my ass: he was trying to speak to me with a face full of my jock ass!

I tentatively tried to grab onto the broken lightbulb to take it away, but my whole body was spasming with the feeling of Jon’s unrelenting tongue on my jock cunt. 

I couldn’t possibly guess what were the words he was mumbling, I could only feel the vibrations of his mouth against my hole and the nervous stabbing of his tongue against it. 

I instinctively spread my ass cheeks wider while trying not to fall, and I felt Jon’s face press even harder against my ass the more I spread it. I shoved my head back as I let out a long moan.

Finally, I was able to take the broken lightbulb off, and pushed it towards Jon’ right arm while mumbling something about him taking it from me so I could now put the new lamp I had bought for us. 

Jon said something that sounded like “Sure!” and I trembled as he continued his monologue with my tight pink hole. I think he was giving me instructions on how to change the lightbulb, but I can’t be sure. 

This wasn’t any different from all those times Jon had eaten me out like a whore in our bed, languidly engulfing my jock pussy with his entire mouth and giving me licks so broad and slow he’d leave me dripping spit. 

I could already feel his spit lubing my entire ass crack, and a light sheen of sweat ran on my back from all of the exertion as I tried to finish my task.

I finished putting the new lamp on, but for a few minutes I didn’t say anything, cause it just felt so incredibly good to have Jon all up my jock cunt like that, and in such a crazy, exotic situation too. 

I moaned a little more and even grabbed the back of his head by his soft hair and pushed his face even harder against my hole, effectively shutting him up for the first time – now all he could do was lick and lap at my hole, and he just kept doing it like a good, obedient dumb horny jock.

Eventually I told Jon “Alright, I’m done, bud, you can put me down now”, but he seemed in a trance as he ate my hole out. I was feeling tired already and I noticed he was also sweating, although he didn’t show at any time he was getting tired from holding me up for so long. 

He kept licking my hole until I tapped his arm twice and told him again I had finished my task. Instead of putting me down, he flipped me around and kept holding me up by the waist. 

I automatically wrapped my legs around his own waist to stay safe, my arms around his thick neck, feeling his own muscular ass beneath my feet. 

I jolted at the feeling of something enormous, warm and extremely wet poking right against my asshole – his fucking hard cock, straight up like a goddam missile and ready to enter me at any time.

Jon had a huge grin on his spit covered face.

“Dude, what the hell! That was so fun!” He exclaimed.

“What do you mean, Jon?”

“Oh man, it’s so strange, at first when I turned you around and you shoved your ass on my face I was worried – I tried to tell you you were pushing your hole all over my mouth and that I couldn’t see anything, but I could feel you getting stable and the sounds of you changing the lightbulb above me, so I knew you were okay. I tried to give you some instructions but man, you know, your ass is so big and fat it felt like everything I said was getting lost inside your ass. But you seemed okay so I understood that you were doing some kind of morse reading from my tongue in your hole or something, because of course, you’re the smartest guy I know! I’m so fucking dumb, I must’ve known from the start you were understanding everything I was saying against your hole! So I just kept talking to you! Wow man, never talked to someone through their ass before, and it doesn’t hurt you have a hot, smooth ass like a chick’s, even though it’s more muscular, and that hole which is sooo much like a pussy. We’re a pretty good team, bro!” He beamed at me.

I was about to kiss the dumb stud for being this fucking dumb and cute when my arms slipped from around his neck due to his sweat, and my body started to drop back in what would be a pretty ugly fall had Jon not been quicker – the dumb stud rapidly grabbed me by the waist to keep me from falling, but my slight drop was enough – enough for the fat head of his cock to breach my ass and start penetrating me. 

Due to how well lubed I was from his hot rimming, I was in no time impaled in all ten inches of thick, jock cock, while we looked at each other with surprise in our eyes.

“Fuck Jon – so BIG – oh my God, my hole, my hole! FUCK!” I mumbled as my eyes rolled behind my head.

“Oh my God, sorry Theo, sorry, fuck this donkey cock! Oh, shit!” The dumb stud mistook my pleasure sounds for pain, obviously.

“Here, let me help you” he said as he walked forward until my back touched the bathroom wall gently, his huge cock now resting even more comfortably inside my well stretched hole. 

Even though I remained pretty tight, my ass had gotten accustomed to Jon’s big cock by now, so after the initial discomfort of the penetration, it was pure bliss.

“You okay, Theo?” The dumb stud looked at me with puppy eyes.

“Yeah, Jon, it’s fine. You know what you have to do now though, right?” I asked him as I grabbed the back of his neck with my right hand, massaging his wonderful hair, just as my left hand teased his nipples.

“Sure, bro. Fuck you like a slut until I shoot, so I can be soft and get out of your hole” he said as he pressed his face against my neck.

He then proceeded to fuck me hard against the wall, our chests pressing against each other, his huge hands holding me by my ass as his horse cock drilled new g-spots all over inside my hole, in a position I absolutely loved.

Getting fucked against a wall while a muscular, hung jock held me in the air was one of my favorite positions ever. I called it “The Football Position”, because it just felt like it should be when a studly football player fucked you: violent, athletic and primal. 

Jon’s pounding against my ass was so fucking hard I felt as if I was a nail that he was slamming into the wall, and his huge cock was the hammer. 

I couldn’t talk about anything, just let out high, feminine squeaks every time he came down full force on my hole, nailing me so fast I just fell full of huge jock cock all the time.

Jon was singularly focused on accomplishing his task just as he phrased, that is fucking me hard like an absolute slut, and I started clawing on his broad, muscular back as he grabbed my ass to push it back down on his cock. 

I was now not only getting thoroughly fucked by Jon but also getting my ass handled by him as he pushed it back on his dick in an absurd rhythm. 

I bit one of his ears as I cried from pleasure, pressing my face on the side of his. We were now both sweaty and his face was hot as a furnace, and red as he huffed and puffed. 

I must’ve mumbled something to him about my back starting to hurt from how hard he was fucking me against the wall, because suddenly Jon had moved us to the center of the bathroom and he was now bouncing me up and down on his monster cock. 

The stud was so dumb but also so riveted by our hard fuck he didn’t even notice that sometimes his ten inch cock slipped out of my ass entirely, which was the whole purpose of him cumming into my ass in the first place, but he was too stupid – and too horny – to notice anything of that. 

He quickly grabbed his big dick by the middle whenever it slipped out and stabbed it back with full force inside my tight little hole, going faster against me each time.

I was now furiously bouncing on his long, thick cock, his huge hands still holding me by my ass cheeks, while I held onto his shoulders and neck. 

We were both dripping with sweat and all of Jon’s muscles were popping, long veins showing everywhere, but he still did not look tired, not even a little bit. 

It looked as if he could fuck me like that for hours, solely focused that my hole would meet the end of his dick whenever he bounced me up and down, up and down, concentrating so that my hole squeezed and felt every inch of this thick, ten inch monster.

“Jon, Jon, Jon, Jon, Jon!” I repeated dumbly, now looking like a stupid, himbo jock myself as he kept pounding, slamming and driving his supreme cock over and over inside me. 

It was almost as if he went faster and harder every time I screamed his name, almost as if he loved hearing me say it, declare to the walls of our dorm room that he was the fucking jock top and I was the slutty bottom taking it up the ass.

I don’t even remember cumming, cause that time with Jon was the first time I experienced multiple orgasms. 

I only remember exploding all over his pecs and abs, my own warm cum moving into my body whenever we pressed our torsos against each other, while several points of light exploded and spasmed inside my sweet ass canal. 

Jon kept power fucking me for another 5 minutes after I came, leaving a big fat deposit of his superior jock cum inside my pussy, warm and thick.

The last thing I remember was Jon saying the new lamp was working fine.

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I was having the time of my life rooming with Jon, but I also took my studies very seriously and dedicated myself to the max in all of my classes, knowing I needed great grades for Law School later on. 

I was also super invested in my swimming practice and working together with my team, which was full of hot studs, but Jon alone was enough to wear me out, so I surprisingly didn’t feel interested in any of the guys from the team. 

I also started going out more with Jon to hit the bars and the local party scene, and we were having lots of fun together, and that’s how I ended up getting to know some of Jon’s friends from the football team.

The one we were hanging out the most with was Teddy – which I liked increasingly more the more time I spent with him. 

Aside from being this hot as fuck muscle jock with a huge dong in between his legs, Teddy was an extremely cool guy with a goofy personality, and very funy. 

I would guess he was also even more oblivious than Jon, or maybe just more vulgar – he was always very sexual and most of the times I saw him he would either be hard or would get hard somehow, while bringing attention to it as if it was super funny having a massive tent in his pants in public.

Teddy had absolutely no sense of personal space, although I did caught him blush from time to time at the sight of my fat ass, with his gaze becoming more frequent ever since the wardrobe malfunction he witnessed in the woods, when I exposed my tight jock hole to him, and the accident between us and Jon in our room, where Teddy had accidentally face fucked me.  

He would hide his blush from me whenever I caught him with some joke or jest about the “incident” in our room and we’d soon forget the subject, although I never stopped wanting the stupidly hot jock.

I had also met two other football jocks who were hanging out with Jon a lot: Axel Pina and Park Hyo-un. 

Axel was a handsome Colombian muscle stud – green eyes, long raven hair, tanned olive skin and a body ripped by years of working out and playing football and soccer, and he had such a fat, thick bulge on his pants every time I saw him I was salivating with the need of finding out if Axel was as hung as he looked like. 

He was cocky as hell and was always about to or actively trying to seduce girls, and from what I heard of he had a pretty high success rate. 

Beneath his façade, Axel had a soft side when it came to animals and the arts (which no one would ever guess). The big stud loved photography and painting, and could be seen all over campus with his professional camera hanging on his neck. His pictures were pretty good.

Park Hyo-un, on the other hand, was an absolute monster – a 6 feet Korean jock made of pure, granite, rock hard, chiseled, perfect muscle, with the face of an angel. 

Seriously, Hyo-un had one of the most stunning faces I had ever seen in my life – pale, unblemished and symmetrical, with full red lips, expressive eyes, cute dimples and charcoal black hair, which was as expressive and stylish as his dark eyes. 

He had that bad boy haircut that teen heartthrobs from the 90’s were famous for and his smile was enough to light up the whole campus. 

To top it off, everything about Hyo-un was huge – huge pecs, huge shoulders, huge biceps, huge triceps, veiny forearms, huge legs, huge quads and huge ass, but not in a disproportionate, freakish way. 

He was big but also chiseled, like every inch of muscle on his body had been carefully carved. He was beautiful, big and intimidating, but his personality was as sweet as it gets, not at all what his imposing figure would make you think. 

But when it came to physical, athletic activities and sports, he was absolutely ruthless and extremely competitive. Overall, I was always nervous around him, even though I was no stranger to beauty myself. It was like being around a K-POP star all the time.

There was also another reason why Hyo-un made me nervous. You guessed it: he had a HUGE cock, and I wanted it. No way a huge jock like him wouldn’t have a huge dick, right? 

Well, not really, but I was quickly finding out that, for some reason, my university had a very high, very disproportionate rate of unequivocally stupid, handsome jocks with surprising big cocks in the ranks of its male population.

Yes, both Axel and Hyo-un suffered from the same lack of basic intelligence as Jon and Teddy. At this point I wasn’t even questioning it anymore: I knew there must’ve been a reason as to why all the jocks I met at this school were this DUMB and this HUNG, and also way HOTTER than most, but I had given up on figuring out the reason. 

I had by then put it all on the gay fairy’s back, and the only thing I could think about it was that I was fucking grateful.

It happened when we were meeting for coffee at a campus coffee shop, which was our weekly meeting point for exchanges of class notes and informal tutoring sessions. 

The thing is, being so dumb, these jocks quickly figured out I was way smarter than them, and this made them gravitate towards me like bees to a flower field; the fact that I was also a beautiful, muscular jock who seemed to have it all figured out seemed to have impressed them a lot. 

I quickly became the most respected figure in our little friend group and my status between them was higher than ever. 

They never questioned anything I said and even though they were playful and bantered with me as much as they did with any other bros, none of them were a match for me in terms of quick, witty responses that seemed to leave them speechless or roaring with laughter. 

I had mastered the art of shade and sharp roasts ever since high school as a defense mechanism against any possible bullying, and now that ability had crowned me as the queen bee of our clique, although I was never mean or cruel to anyone. I was just their natural leader.

It felt good, and I loved seeing how much they admired and respected me to the point of believing everything I said as the ultimate truth.

Turns out that was pretty convenient for me, too.

Another aspect of our relationship was the fact that, even though they saw me as some kind of leader, they were all extremely protective of me, a feeling that was captioned mostly by Jon and Teddy, with the other two following along. 

I was smaller than them and my body was more voluptuous, my face prettier, more feminine, even though I was a muscular jock by right as much as they were. 

Also, my fat, round ass added to the fact that they all saw themselves as the alpha males and me as the omega male they needed to protect and care for. 

Honestly, I thought this was extremely hot, especially because they didn’t even notice what they were doing or how they were acting towards me.

It was almost like… almost like they were my very own personal harem of dumb, hung, top jocks.

That thought was too scorching hot even for me, and it gave me chills every time I thought about it.

The day I had the clearest indication of what Hyo-un and Axel were actually packing inside their pants we were sitting around a table as we drank some coffee and studied, sometimes stopping for some casual conversation and the occasional joke. 

I was exchanging notes with Teddy and Hyo-un about our Political Science class, where we talked about America’s War on Terror back in the early 2000’s. 

When we were wrapping up, and everyone was already standing and collecting their stuff to go, I told Teddy and Hyo-un to not forget the essay we were assigned about how America’s false allegation of weapons of mass destruction enabled the legitimization of the Iraqi and Afghan War, when Teddy got me absolutely by surprise:

“I have a weapon of mass destruction right here”, he said.

I took too long to understand what he was talking about, as I looked at his grinning face and not to where his hand was touching, not getting his joke at all. 

Teddy then suddenly grabbed my right hand and just shoved it over his crotch, which made me immediately grope his huge, soft cock.

Fuck, did it feel good to feel that big piece of meat, even over his pants. Teddy’s thick cock was leaning towards his left leg and his crotch and body were warm, like a furnace. 

I squeezed his cock with gusto, wanting to see him get hard, and the dumb jock stud looked at me smugly and winked at me.

He raised his white t-shirt up over his pecs revealing his ripped, eight packs to everyone around us, as if to clear the view to his crotch and my hand squeezing him, but all of the other dumb jocks had made a circle around us, so we were hidden from view. I could feel him starting to get hard.

“Hummm, I don’t know Teddy. Seems to me your arsenal wouldn’t be enough to strike a bottle of Coke a mile away” I teased, still groping the hot football jock.

The others immediately started laughing at Teddy and piling on him for thinking he could outsmart me.

“Fuck you guys, I have nine and a half inches of prime football jock cock inside these pants! Ask Th…” Teddy complained, but before he could say more I shushed him with a stronger squeeze of my hand on his cock, which was by now a hard, massive, obscene tube sneaking down his pants.

“No way in hell you have nine and a half inches” Hyo-un said.

“Nine and a half? Did you measure your tiny dick without your glasses, Teddy boy?” Axel teased, groping his own dick in his jeans.

“I didn’t need to, your mom measured for me” Teddy shot back at Axel.

“Oh yeah? Let’s see about it right now… here, Theo, you will be the judge! Feel me too!” said Axel angrily, and then the big Colombian stud shoved my other hand over his crotch.

I was now groping in public two hung jocks from the football team, trying to assess which one was bigger by touch alone.

“Tell us, Theo, who is bigger here?” Axel asked defiantly.

“Uh, I don’t know guys, uh, Teddy is actually hard right now…” I mumbled, still squeezing both cocks and feeling Axel harden against my hand too.

“Fuck, I can get hard!” Axel answered, and then he did the unimaginable: he pulled open the buttons of his jeans and shoved my hand inside his pants so I could grope his bare cock.

I moaned in a low voice. Axel’s crotch was shaved and warm, and even though I couldn’t see his dick, it felt super thick in my hand, as thicks as Teddy, and it was big, but I couldn’t say if it was longer than Teddy’s without seeing it, and it was not yet all the way hard. I didn’t miss the chance to keep groping him, though.

By now Jon and Hyo-un had leaned closer to us as I groped both studs cocks, interested in who would win the argument. 

Teddy and Axel were still arguing with each other over who had the biggest cock, and Jon leaned over to say something that only added fuel to the fire.

“It’s not fair to keep Hyo-un out! Look at the size of him! The guy has a HUGE cock!” Jon shouted, and I was extremely glad that the place had emptied by now.

Everyone turned to look at Hyo-un, who was blushing profusely at Jon’s words, but the big stud mustered the courage to look at both Teddy and Axel while tilting his crotch toward us. “I know I’m bigger than both of you!” argued the Korean muscle stud.

“Bullshit!” said Teddy.

“Liar! Everyone knows Asians have tiny dicks!” Axel blasted.

Then Teddy and Axel looked at each other and then at me at the same time.

“Grope him, Theo!” said one.

“Come on, Theo, feel his cock up! Tell us his size!” said the other.

They didn’t wait for me to answer, both grabbing one of my hands and pushing it over towards Hyo-un’s crotch. 

The bastard was already hard, and he had an absolute MONSTER of a cock barely hidden inside his pants. 

His tent was obscene, so clearly pornographic I wanted to bend over for him right there. I couldn’t be sure of his size, but he was at least as big as Jon.

“You’re already hard” I told Hyo-un.

“Sorry Theo, you know I’m an ass man, dude. Couldn’t help it when you stood up from the table. Looks so much like a girl’s ass, I just can’t believe in a dude with an ass like that” he answered to his own surprise, blushing a bit, but still a little defiantly from Jon boosting his confidence. 

It was kind of sweet seeing how shy Hyo-un was, given the fact that he was such an exquisite stud.

It felt so good groping Hyo-un – his cock was long and thick, maybe the biggest of all of them there, even Jon. The big stud sighed softly as I groped him and squeezed him, analyzing his jock meat.

“How about you, Jon? Won’t you have Theo check you out?” Hyo-un gasped as he talked.

“Oh, there’s no need for me to get involved, Theo here sees my big cock every day, isn’t that right, Theo?” The dumb stud grinned, proud and confident about his size.

“That’s bullshit, you just don’t want to play the game!”, “Drop your pants, Jonny boy!” And “I bet you are the smallest” were just some of the things I heard over all the shouting. 

And then all hell broke loose as they closed the distance around me to shout at each other, meaning I was trapped between a sea of hunky, muscular bodies and tented crotches. I thought I was about to pass out from pure bliss.

I felt big, hard cocks stabbing me in my ass, my stomach, and my legs. Arms wrapped around me, hands grazed my nipples. Mouths leaned over my ears to shout insults and I felt rock hard pecs and abs touching me all over. 

I was extremely hard from all this unexpected action and I was about to cum.

“Guys, guys, guys! GUYS, STOP, you’re crushing me!” I shouted, which made them all halt and start apologizing to me. 

Immediately their hands started groping me and touching me all over while asking if I was okay, and that was not helping my situation at all – I was about to cum again.

“Guys, listen, there’s no reason for us to keep playing this stupid game – I can’t tell you which one of you is bigger just by groping you over your pants. I need to see and measure your dicks properly for that, and you need to be hard. It needs proper evidence, like any other forensic experiment, all right? Isn’t that what we’re learning here at college?” I asked, looking at all of them. They all nodded at my sensible comment.

“Well then, if it’s evidence you need, then evidence you shall have, bro” Teddy grinned as he pulled up his phone. 

He typed furiously for a while and soon enough we got notifications in all of our phones. Me and the guys all pulled our own phones collectively to see what Teddy had started this time.

It was a new WhatsApp group chat called “Theo’s hung jocks 🍆”. Teddy had put all of us there: him, me, Jon, Axel and Hyo-un. 

As the picture of the group, Teddy had chosen what was unquestionably one of his own nudes: a photo of his erect, thick, massive nine and a half inches jock cock, all veined up, standing proudly against his rock hard abs like a missile and with a fat, pearly drop of pre-cum at the head that was just about to fall.

The photo was hot as fuck and I would’ve cum right there if hell had not started to break loose again.

“Why should it be a pic of your cock?”

“Because the group chat was my idea!”

“Yeah, well, when I take a pic of my cock it won’t even fit the screen!”

“You can send a pic of your own hard dick to Theo if you want!”

“Yeah, maybe I will!”

“Shut up, dude!”

“Guys, guys, guys, GUYS!” I shouted again. They all went quiet.

“Listen, we’ll figure this out soon enough, okay? Like I said, we need evidence, and a LOT of it, so you might as well send as many pics and videos of your cocks there so you can make your case and I’ll be the judge of who’s bigger, okay? We will obviously need physical proof as well, so I’ll have to meet in person with each of you to measure those jock cocks out. And yes, even you, Jon! It’s not because you slap that big cock in my face every day that you’re off the hook. Is that a deal?”

“DEAL!” The dumb jocks shouted in unison.

And just like that, I had started my very own himbo harem of dumb, horny, hung jocks.

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The weather was getting colder as October started. Soon enough it would be Halloween and everybody on campus was talking about which parties they would go to and which costume they were choosing this year. 

Whatever I chose, I knew it would be sexy, skimpy and slutty, something to really show off my bubble butt out to the frat boys and dumb jocks on campus.

I was coming back from a shower after working out one afternoon when I got a text message from Jon, asking me to drop by Teddy’s room and grab a phone charger he had lendend out to Teddy the day before. 

I replied quickly with “Sure” and set out towards Teddy’s room, which was on the same corridor as our own, at the end of the hallway.

I knocked twice on Teddy’s door, to no response.

“Teddy? It’s Theo, open up, bro” I said, knocking again.

Silence.

I pulled up my phone and started looking for Teddy’s contact to call him, when the door suddenly opened and my jaw went to the floor.

There was Teddy, huge, almost taking over the whole door frame, eyes barely open, curly blonde hair all messed up in a way I could only define as extremely cute, and naked as the day he was born, except for an extremely small piece of white underwear that just seemed ready to burst from his body.

Do I really need to say it? That tiny piece of white underwear was outrageously and obscenely tented – Teddy was hard, like he almost ALWAYS was whenever I saw him, and his huge, thick cock was laying over his right thigh, the long shaft of his dick pushing the fabric up and towards me in a way that laid bare almost his entire crotch. 

I could see his entire dick, except for the fat cockhead, which was wrapped up in the fabric. 

Teddy grabbed me and pulled me towards him so fast I didn’t even see him closing the door. “Theo, buddy!” he exclaimed as he hugged me, my face falling in between his mountainous pecs and his massive hard cock stabbing me in my stomach insistently. 

He held me closely in his arms and breathed me in as he took a deep whiff of my hair, his face buried there. My dumb jock friends always told me I smelled good – they were obsessed by my scent. 

Instead of putting his arms around my back, Teddy’s hands immediately went to both of my ass cheeks.

“Sorry dude, I was taking a nap! I’m so fucking sleepy. It’s good to see you, though” he said as he took my scent in, long fingers now squeezing my ass with determination.

It sort of felt good to be all wrapped around a beefy stud like Teddy, feeling his bare muscles against me and that rock hard and warm dick pressing insistently against my abs, while he freely fondled my ass cheeks. 

I hugged him back as his long fingers got dangerously close to my hole as they spread over my hard mounds and dived into my ass crack over my jeans. I rested my face on his pecs and breathed him in, too. Teddy had a nice summer scent – like a mix of sunscreen and fresh oranges. 

Okay, I was loving this, but we couldn’t stand there like that the whole day.

“You’re almost falling asleep again on top of me, Teddy! Get it together. I came for Jon’s charger, I’ll let you get back to your nap after” I finally said, pushing him off me and giving him a light slap on his large pecs. 

“Don’t you have any classes today?”

“Come nap with me, you smell good” he answered softly, and I silenced a grasp as Teddy enveloped his whole body with mine and dropped us over his bed, Immediately wrapping himself around me. 

His hard cock was now poking me in the ass, slightly humping me in a back and forth motion as he buried his face in my hair again.

“Teddy! I have stuff to do, I can’t nap! I need to study!” I objected, while not doing a damn thing to get away from him.

“You should study our cocks, it’s been a while now since you promised us you would check out which one uf is the biggest” he complained in my ear, squeezing me harder in his arms.

I swallowed. Ever since that day, our group chat became my personal porn drive, with both Jon and Teddy sending tons of pictures of themselves naked to shock and taunt the other guys, their big cocks hard in most of them. 

The others said they wouldn’t be sending any nudes until I’ve measured them in person, as to not deliver to their competitors what they believed were their advantages. 

They hoped I would declare each of their dicks the biggest in person before their friends started joking around and teasing about how small they were when they finally sent a picture there – as if any of those dumb jock studs had a dick below 8 inches among them.

It’s not like I didn’t want to measure all of them and see their nudes either – I was just out of time with all the studying I was doing and swim team practice. And Jon was keeping me sexually satisfied with at least one rough fuck a day, so I was in my comfort zone. 

So far, then, only Teddy and Jon had sent any nudes there, but that didn’t stop all of the jocks from sending pics of themselves there that were borderline pornographic, officially to show off to the others their gym gains. 

It was so hilarious seeing all of those straight, dumb jocks complimenting each other’s muscles and bodies all day long while also taking a piss at each other’s cocks and sexual prowess almost simultaneously. 

I was really the lucky one in this equation, having enough nudes to last a lifetime jerking off if I wanted to. I was also benefiting a lot from all the training and sports advice they shared there, so my body was looking more tight than ever and my bubble butt has never been more firm.

“If you let me go, I’ll measure your dick for you” I surrendered, sighing. 

“Fuck yeah, now we’re talking!” the big stud said, jumping out of the bed and taking me with him, all sleep suddenly gone from his body. 

His still hard cock flopped entirely out of his white undies for a few seconds just to find its way back there again, but now the cock head was left exposed above the hem of his undies, resting against his abs. 

Damn if that huge dick wasn’t throbbing.

“First things first, where is Jon’s charger? Can’t risk forgetting the thing I came to do here in the first place” I demanded.

“It’s under the desk there.” He pointed at it.

I went down on my hands and knees to go under his desk and retrieve the charger, giving Teddy what was no doubt a great view of my street stopping ass. 

There were lots of cables from Teddy’s computer and electronics there so I took some time to find it. 

Once I did, I took it off the wall and was about to get out from under there when I got a notification on my phone from our group chat. It was a picture.

Of my ass, to be precise – looking hot, perky and absolutely fuckable as I was looking for Jon’s charger, the rest of my body hidden under the desk. The replies came instantly:

Teddy: Hey boys, check out who came to visit today 😀

Axel: if it isn’t the best ass on campus 🍑👅

Jon: Rooooooomieee!!! I miss you already, bring that sweet ass and my charger back into our room!

P. Hyo-un: that ass is unmistakable 

Jon: Teddy, be careful when he is in that position, we got into some accidents last time I found Theo like this

Axel: ???

“Teddy!” I shouted as I turned around to look at him, still on my knees, but deep inside I was already getting horny with how vulgarly sexy Teddy was – just like the first day I met him.

“Hahaha sorry dude, I couldn’t resist it” he said as he came closer until he towered right in front of me. 

He pushed his underwear down and I was slapped on the face with a thick, heavy, warm, deliciously huge jock cock. He pushed a ruler into my hand and asked me, hands on his hips and huge cock leaning on my face:

“Ready to measure that cock?” He grinned.

“Yeah, sure”, I said, ruler in hand. I laid my phone down on the floor in front of us, the screen still open on our group chat.

“Say cheese, man.” 

I looked up and saw a slight flash of bright white light in my eyes. 

Teddy had taken a pic of his huge cock towering over my surprised face, the shadow of it nearly obscuring my features. 

I looked down and saw just as the pic was loaded into the group chat, drawing immediate responses from the other jocks.

Teddy: Theo is such a bro, he is finally measuring this dick. Game on, bitches

P. Hyo-un: Jesus it’s almost as big as Theo’s face

Axel: don’t be dumb, Park, he is obviously using the angle on his favor

Jon: does anyone know how long a throat is? I wonder if you could measure a dick with your throat

Axel: why would you ask that, dumbass??

Jon: cause Theo’s throat must be at least 10 inches long, considering how my dong got stuck there a few times

Axel: no way!!!! Poor Theo!

Teddy: it’s true, mine got stuck there too. But it was just an unfortunate accident. I know Theo can take at least 9.5 inches, and mine is thick too

P. Hyo-un: 😳 can’t say I haven’t heard stories about that either! It seems a lot of jocks are having this issue of getting their cocks stuck in odd places…

Axel: you still insisting on this fake 9.5 inches number, Teddy bear?

Jon: Park, you too?? Well yours is such a monster I bet you get stuck a lot more than me!

Teddy: I’ll show you fake, bitch

I took my attention away from the group chat as the messages kept popping and raised the ruler towards Teddy’s cock. 

The beefy, blond stud wasn’t lying: he had exactly nine and a half inches of jock meat, and his cock was a tiny bit thicker than Jon. 

Overall, it was a beautiful, perfect cock: my mouth was salivating already by just looking at it and remembering the time Teddy had face fucked me as Jon pounded me good from behind.

“It’s official, Teddy: nine and half inches, bro. Congrats!” I smiled at him.

“FUCK YEAH! Axel now owes me a hundred bucks. Motherfucker, telling me I was lying…” he started venting as he typed furiously at his phone, probably letting the others know the news. 

Suddenly his entire face changed and a mischievous look took on his entire expression.

“Dude, I just had this crazy idea, it’s so awesome!” Teddy beamed at me. 

“What, man?”

“Bro, we need to do this, it’ll be so fucking hilarious. Listen up. What if we pretend my cock got stuck in your mouth again, just like last time? Dude, I bet those guys would lose their shit! I’m bawling just thinking about it… what do you thi.. Theo?” He gasped.

I didn’t even let him finish and just stuffed my face full of his huge cock, taking him to the hilt in seconds. 

I immediately started bobbing my head up and down on his cock, feeling his thickness stretching my experienced mouth wide as I brushed my lips and nose on his sexy, veiny crotch. 

I went with so much want for Teddy’s cock that his smooth balls started bobbing and hitting against my chin with the back and forth motion of my throat devouring his cock. 

I looked up at him with his entire dick down my throat, made a choked up face and raised my right hand at him in a thumbs up, letting him know I was very much up to “pranking” the guys.

“Haha sweet dude, you’re such a good sport!” He said just as he raised his phone up and started recording the whole scene from the top down.

“Dudes, you will not fucking BELIEVE this! Here we were, having fun in my room, Theo was all up on my cock trying to measure it and shit, then just right after he declared my nine and a half inches I accidentally stumbled while celebrating and now my cock is stuck inside poor Theo’s mouth! What the fuck!” he said, laughing at the situation.

I continued bobbing up and down on his huge cock and lubing it liberally with my saliva, massaging his whole veiny shaft with my expert tongue. 

I would sometimes go back till only Teddy’s super fat cock head was the only thing in my mouth and work it like there was a vacuum in my throat, which made the hunky teen stud groan loudly.

Teddy was chuckling non-stop from the jock’s reaction at his video, so I tapped his thigh to grab his attention and said quickly “Let me see”, before I was back sucking on his cock. He lowered the phone to my face.

P. Hyo-un: so that’s what it looks like when a jock gets his cock stuck inside someone’s mouth…

Axel: I bet Theo is hating this, Teddy, you’re such an dumbass. Just cum down his throat already so he can be free of you

Jon: Park, you should see what it’s like when it gets stuck inside someone’s tight hole! Lol

P. Hyo-un: they get stuck inside people’s holes too???

Jon: all the time

Axel: Teddy, try fucking his face harder. Send video here so we can see if you’re doing it right, you’re an idiot after all 

P. Hyo-un: hum, yes, send video

I was getting weak at the knees just from their chat: Jon’s talk about jock cocks getting stuck in tight holes made my jock cunt start itching for a good fuck. 

Teddy started recording again, this time saying nothing and just putting Axel’s advice to good use: he pointed the phone at my face with one hand, grabbed my head with the other and just started to skull fuck me with abandon.

Teddy was slamming his huge dick down my throat so hard it was like having my head bashing against a concrete wall, the way his hips were smashing my head in quick succession. 

Drool was pooling in my mouth and escaping from the sides of my stretched lips, and my eyes were rolling behind my head as the only sound in the room was of Teddy face fucking me harder than he did that first time. 

I took hold of his steel thighs and started to caress them, showing him how I was loving the way he was giving his wonderful cock. 

Gosh, I was so fucking hot for Teddy, I wanted that stud to fuck me so hard I would be ruined for days.

Suddenly I felt Teddy roar as his cock popped out of my mouth and he started pumping gallons of warm, thick cum all over my face. 

I opened my mouth and tongue as Teddy instinctively pointed his dick towards it, so I was able to catch many of his jets inside my mouth, immediately swallowing his delicious cum. 

I had cum dripping all over my face and hair. Teddy pointed his phone at me again for a pic and asked me to give a thumbs up to the guys to show we were all done and that he had got “unstuck” from me. 

I bet I looked cute as fuck as I posed for him with a an innocent smile as I felt globs of cum falling down from my lashes to my cheeks and from my nose to my mouth. 

I must’ve looked like a whore too, but the jocks that would receive that pic were too fucking dumb to realize it. 

Teddy’s cock was still hard and it showed no signs of getting softer any sooner.

I grabbed my phone from the floor and started looking at the messages and chuckling as I read them, scooping Teddy’s cum from my face with my fingers and devouring it like it was melted white chocolate. 

The guys were relieved that I got unstuck from Teddy’s cock, but very outraged with him for “ruining” my pretty face with his cum. Awn, these guys were so protective of me, I thought. So freaking cute.

He was taking the piss at them in the group, saying it was all a misunderstanding and we were here having a laugh about it while they were outraged. But I wasn’t satisfied yet.

“Hey, Teddy”.

“Yeah?”

“That was a good prank, right?”

“Fuck yeah dude, they all believed it! They’re gonna be so pissed off when they find out the truth about it”.

“Now, do you wanna prank the guys for real?”.

His grin went from ear to ear and his still hard dick throbbed.

“Tell them you sent me away cause you’re now having a girl over from a previous Netflix and chill engagement. Tell them she’s super kinky and into exhibitionism”.

“Done! What next?”

“What are they saying?”

“Obviously making fun of me. Axel says there’s no way I can cum twice in a roll like that” his dick throbbed violently this time, as if in indignation at such suggestion.

I stepped closer to Teddy and started caressing his muscular chest with the tip of my fingers.

“Now, how is this for a prank: pretend I’m the girl coming over and take pics and videos for them. After, when they’re all jealous of your conquest, you can tell them it was me all along and we can take the piss at them” I proposed seductively.

I was not ready for Teddy to get rid of my clothes in seconds and flipping me over on all fours on his bed, legs spread and ass raised up towards him. 

“Theo, you’re a FUCKING GENIUS, bro” he said excitedly. “Lay your head down as I take a picture of your ass, otherwise they will know it’s you” he commanded. I shivered and I’m sure my exposed hole winked at him with want.

I did as he said and pushed my phone in front of me to see the picture Teddy sent to the group chat. 

It was of the two hard, smooth mounds of my ass all perked up and spread open, my tiny pink hole looking precious and pristine like a rose button deep inside my ass crack. 

Teddy had been smart and took the picture from an angle in which my taint wasn’t showing, so it really looked like it could be any hot girl’s ass.

Axel: okay, I’m sold. What a juicy cunt

P. Hyo-un: fuck you Teddy, I’m in class with a tent that will kill my professor if I try to get up! 

P. Hyo-un: you know I’m fucking obsessed with hot asses

Jon: Theo’s ass is better

Axel: what are you waiting for to start eating that pussy, dipshit?

Those jocks were so dumb that they couldn’t even recognize my bare ass, even though some of them, like Hyo-un, were saying my ass was unmistakable just minutes before. 

I couldn’t help but chuckle at Jon’s message, but when Axel’s text came, so did Teddy’s tongue: the big teen stud pushed his entire face inside my crack and started devouring me with enough vigor that made me bite my own arm to keep from screaming. 

Teddy’s tongue dipped to my balls and went all the way up in my taint until he found my hole again, and his tongue was large enough to cover my entire hole as he gave my deep, forceful licks.

“Your pussy tastes so good girl, I could eat you out all day” he stopped to growl for a second, just to dive in back again and feast on my twitching little hole, both of his large hands slapping, groping and spreading my muscle ass even more. 

I moaned at how hot it was that Teddy was this devoted to the prank, and thought he must be filming this somehow. 

Teddy kept giving long, wet licks of his tongue on my hole and my taint was soon drenching with his spit. 

He was so focused on rimming me that it seemed as if his tongue or lips never left my skin the entire time, and he didn’t seem able to keep his mouth away from my hole for long. 

Whenever he went down to tease and lick around my taint or on my cheeks, he would then spread my ass wider and with more force than before so he could press his face stronger against my ass. 

I felt his nose bumping against my hole many times, but it was quickly followed by his tongue again, which he then used to stab my hole in quick succession. 

15 minutes later, I was moaning like a cat in heat while barely having the strength to keep my ass up for Teddy. 

His tongue was surprisingly hard and strong and he ate ass with more fervor than even Jon did. I was finding out that Teddy was a supreme ass eater, and started wondering if this was his hobby for him to be so good at it. 

I was already about to cum from his tongue alone, but he stopped, slapped both my ass cheeks and I saw my phone jump in front of me as he sent the video of him eating my jock cunt out to our friend group.

Axel: fuck yeah dude eat that fucking cunt 👅

Jon: I’m missing Theo so much, where is he?

P. Hyo-un: that ass is so hot… and that tight hole, fuck… this is bad, I’m gonna cum in my pants while in class

Teddy: you boys ready for the final act?

Axel: fuck that slut hard, bro

P. Hyo-un: fuck that hole, Teddy, give her what she wants

Jon: boys, wait till you see Theo’s ass naked, I don’t think you can handle it

“I guess the prank’s only done if you fuck the girl, Teddy” I smiled while leaning my face back to watch him.

“Dude, this is so amazing, the guys will shit their pants when they find out I fucked your ass for a prank!” He said, barely containing himself for laughs. 

His fat cock head pressed against my hole and I braced for the stretch as he started entering me.

“What I won’t do for a laugh, right bro?” I answered back, relaxing my anal muscles and feeling the first inches coming in. 

Fuck, Teddy was super thick and his cock head so fat, but I was loving the nice stretch he was giving me.

“Theo, you’re the fucking best, you have balls of steel for doing this, dude!” He said as I felt his balls now touching my thighs as he was thoroughly inside of me, all thick, nine and a half inches of him. 

God, this was just what I needed: another dumb hung jock on top of me right about to fuck me into a pulp.

“When you start recording, don’t forget to talk dirty to me, okay, Teddy? This will make the footage more authentic, u-h, uh, UH!” I moaned as the beefy stud started picking up the pace of his fuck.

“Oh yeah, don’t worry about it, I’ll  treat you like my little whore” he slapped my ass hard, holding me strongly by my slim waist as he thrusted inside me faster and faster.

“Yeah, make me your little whore, make me your slut, Teddy” I moaned, my body now going back and forth to his power thrusts against my ass. 

Teddy’s huge cock was not only stretching me out good but he was constantly touching me in my most sensitive places inside. My bangs kept falling over my eyes as he pounded into me.

“You my slut?” He asked as he gave a particular hard thrust.

“Fuck yeah, I’m in your little slut, I love your huge cock, want you to fuck me all the time” I whined as he picked up the pace even more, starting to jackhammer my ass.

“Gonna spread those legs for me anytime I want, let me in that fucking tight pussy of yours at all times? Let me use you like the little whore you are and leave you full of my cum?” He said, now leaning over my ear, hips still banging against my ass as he fucked me hard.

“All that time, wanna be used, wanna be your little cumdump, Teddy, just a hole for your big jock cock” I whined again.

“Dude, you’re so good at this – oh God, I forgot to record it, dude! Oh no, now we lost all that hot interaction of me fucking you like a slut!” He complained, never stopping the fast thrusts of his large cock inside my ass.

“Dude, don’t worry, start recording now, just don’t fucking stop” I said deliriously, not even realizing that if I interacted with him it would ruin the whole prank, as the guys would see it was very much not a girl that Teddy was fucking, but their very good friend Theo.

Good thing Teddy realized it for me.

“I can’t dude, you have to be absolutely silent! You can’t even moan, otherwise they will know it’s you and the prank will go to shit. What can we do? Oh, Jesus!” He said as he picked up the pace once again.

Teddy grabbed my hips harder and started piston fucking me with abandon, thrusting into my ass non-stop for five whole minutes as he was thinking hard about the dilemma in front of him. 

Suddenly, his head snapped up and he told me his solution as he kept pounding my hole:

“I know, dude! Open your mouth wide!” He screamed with urgency.

I did as he said and Teddy shoved the tiny white underwear he was wearing before all inside my mouth, crumpled into a bundle.

“Bite into my underwear as I fuck you, dude, and try not to make a sound! I’ll start recording now! Raise that ass up and lower your head!”

I went delirious as soon as Teddy shoved the tiny piece of underwear inside my mouth, tasting not only the fabric but Teddy’s powerful flavor and scent. 

I closed my eyes and surrendered to the pleasure of being power fucked by this super teen stud, this huge, muscular and dumb jock who was always hard around me the minute I met him in the cafeteria. 

There’s no way our friendship would develop if not with me ending up just like I was now: in all fours taking his huge cock up my ass like my life and his depended on it.

“Uh, Uh, Ah, A-h, AH, AH” I groaned, mouth full of his underwear as he was now fucking me the hardest ever – I’m sure his hips were just a blur with how fast he was coming and going inside my ass. 

The room was taken by the insistent sound of slap, slap, slap, slap as his body smashed against mine as he banged me. “I love fucking your ass slut, take this fucking jock cock” he groaned at me.

I kept my head down and raised my hips higher for him, which encouraged him even more to keep his powerful rhythm against my ass. 

I felt his cock hitting my prostate repeatedly and I was losing every strength I had on my knees and legs. I started working my ass muscles even harder on his huge cock and he screamed when he felt how I tightened and compressed his large cock with my hole. 

“I’m cumming, slut, I’m cumming! Take my load in your slutty little hole!” He screamed, and with 5 more hard thrusts, Teddy emptied his balls inside my ass, breeding me as much cum as he squirted out when I sucked him off. 

I was having a long anal orgasm ever since he started telling me he would cum.

Teddy dropped his body on top of me and started rotating his hips against my ass, huge cock still inside of me, as if to make sure he was dumping his entire load inside my jock pussy. 

He bit and licked my right ear as he pressed his face against mine, sweaty pecs and abs against my back. “Wanna take that nap now?” he asked, and I let sleep take over me just as Teddy’s beefy arms did.

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Hey, guys! I haven’t felt this excited about a chapter for a long time and as you can see, it’s the longest yet. I really hope you all enjoy it. As usual, thank you all for the kind and supportive messages and e-mails you send me and sorry for not always getting to answer all of them. Hope you’re all well and safe!

Love,

Elmara

Day 7

I wake up to the sound of the shower running but have to empty my bladder so I open the door to the bathroom and announce myself to Susan telling her to keep the shower door closed because I can’t wait any longer to use the toilet.

She says okay and I do my business. When I finish she shuts the water off and reaches for a towel. I reach over and hand one to her then go back out to the main room.

I look outside and find the sun shining as well as the snow cleared from the parking lot and walkways.

She comes out of the shower wearing just the towel and I tell her that it looks like we will be leaving sometime today.

She gets a little excited and as she moves the towel falls away from her. This is when I see she has something extra between her legs. I am only in my underwear and my cock immediately responds.

She isn’t shy at all and tells me she is sorry about that but does nothing to cover back up.

She steps closer to me and reaches out for my cock and tells me that I must like what I see because my sure does.

I tell her that I do indeed do like it and then tell her that I am bi submissive cum slut.

She then tells me to get out of my boxers and on my knees then. Once on my knees she pushes her now hard cock into my mouth.

She says I am a good cock sucker and we will have a very enjoyable trip. Then she starts fucking my mouth.

She doesn’t last long before cumming in my mouth and forces me to swallow every drop of it.

Then she pushes me onto the bed and sucks me dry as well.

Once we are dressed I tell her we should go to the lobby and get some breakfast and check on the roads.

When we walk in Ken (the manager) tells us that they just opened the roads.

He checks me out of the room giving me a big discount for being kind enough to let Susan stay with me last night.

We are soon on the road and Susan tells me that she can help with the driving and that way we can get further along before needing to stop for the night.

When we stop for lunch I let her drive for awhile.

She tells me that is getting horny and for me to take her cock out and suck it for her. So as we are driving down the highway she has my head in her lap sucking her cock.

Every now and then she pulls my head off her cock and tells me she is getting too close to losing it and doesn’t want to cum like this.

After a little while she pushes my head back down and I resume sucking her. This goes on for many miles and when we are approaching Provo she has me sit back up right so nobody will see what we are doing while in traffic.

We finally find a place to spend the night and as soon as we get inside the motel room she is all over me.

She roughly pushes me onto the bed and pulls my pants off of me. Then I feel her lubing my hole and all of a sudden I feel her cock being pushed into me.

She fucks me relentlessly all the while telling me how I deserve a hard fucking because I kept her on edge for most of the day with my cock sucking.

It doesn’t take long and I feel her stiffen up and hold her cock deep inside me as she breeds my hole.

When she finishes she pulls out and turns me around telling me to clean her cock. I suck it clean and can taste our juices mixed from her fucking me.

We get dressed and go out to eat.

When we get back she orders me to strip and get on the bed. She turns on the TV and gets in bed telling me to put my head on her stomach so I can suck her cock some more as we watch some TV.

After an hour or so of doing this she tells me to get on my back. She gets between my legs and lifts them up onto her shoulders and begins slowly fucking me again.

She keeps a slow and steady in and out motion as she plays with my cock. It doesn’t take long and I tell her I am going to cum.

She tells me to do it and moves her hand faster on my hard cock. I start shooting my load onto my stomach and my ass tightens around her hard cock causing her to berred me at the same time.

We just collapse and fall asleep with her cock still buried in my hole.

I wake up in the middle of the night with her spooned against my back and her hard cock pressing against my hole. I wriggle my ass a little and she slips her cock back inside me and we stay like this for awhile falling back asleep.

The next time I wake up she is once again fucking my hole hard and I feel her empty her seed into me once again.

We get showers and dressed before going to the lobby to have some breakfast. Then we are back on the road.

 

Cross country trip, day 8

We decide to make a short day of it and stop in Las Vegas for the night.

We don’t switch drivers since it is only a 5 hour drive so I don’t have to suck her cock on this leg of our journey.

Once in Las Vegas we find a motel off the strip and get settled into it.

We both take a short rest before going out to see some of the Vegas sites.

We decide to hit a casino and do some gambling and have a little fun before returning to the motel.

As I am playing Black Jack she goes to the slots. I can see her playing them as well as talking to a woman next to her.

After we have played for awhile we both have won a little money and she tells me that she met a woman playing the slots next to her and wants to bring her to the room with us.

I give her a funny look and she tells me she is pretty sure we will find it enjoyable, so I tell her okay let’s go then.

We get back to our room with our new found friend in tow and I make us all some drinks.

On our way back to the motel we introduced ourselves and I found our friends name is Cindy.

Once we all have drinks in hand Susan tells Cindy that I am her boy toy and will do anything she wants me to do for her. Then she tells me to strip.

Without hesitation I take my clothes off and stand in front of them.

Susan then tells Cindy to go ahead and suck my cock so she can see how hard she can make it. She tells me to step closer to her and begins fondling my cock and balls as she brings her head closer to it.

As she starts sucking me my cock gets hard and starts leaking pre-cum in her mouth. After a few minutes she has me on the brink and Susan tells her to stop.

She tells her that it is time to give me my surprise. Cindy and Susan both stand up and start making out with each other. I am wondering is Cindy knows about Susan’s extra something between her legs.

It doesn’t long before I get my answer as Susan pusher her down in front of her and takes her top off baring her breasts. Then Cindy pulls Sharon’s pants down and her cock pops out.

It has no ill effect on her as she starts sucking it to its full length.

Susan then pulls Cindy up and tells me to come strip her for us. I remove her top and pinch and suck her nipples and can feel them get very hard.

Cindy then pushes me down in front of her and slowly slides her shorts down.

This is when I realize that she is just like Sharon and her big cock pops out. I am shocked at its size. It must be 9 inches and very thick.

She grabs my head and pusher her monster cock into my mouth and begins fucking my mouth with it.

As she is doing this Susan lifts my ass up and I feel her squirting some lube into my hungry hole. Susan tells her to hold me still for a minute so she can get her cock into me.

Once she is balls deep inside me they begin fucking me at both ends. Susan has now reached around me and is stroking my cock and we all cum together.

I swallow every drop of Cindy’s cum and Susan paints the inside of my ass with her hot load while scooping up all of mine. As soon as Cindy pulls out of my mouth rubbing her cock head all over my face Susan feeds me my own come.

We all collapse onto the bed and enjoy the afterglow.

Cindy tells Susan that she is so happy that we all met and looks forward to some more fun with us but has to go now so she can get ready for work.

Susan asks her what she does and she tells us that she is a hostess at one of the buffets in town. As she is leaving we tell her that we will be there later for supper and if she can find a friend or two to join us later on tonight they can all use me as their fuck toy.

An hour later we see Cindy at the Buffet and she tells us that she has two T-girl friends that want to play with me after work. She asks Susan if a little bondage will be okay as they like their sex a little on the kinky side.

Susan looks to me for my approval and I give her a thumbs up. So we head back to the motel to get ready.

On the way back we stop at an ABS along the way to get some things for tonight.

We get a hood with just a mouth opening as well as some wrist and ankle cuffs that are connected so I can be hog tied. She also gets a dildo.

Back at the motel we get all ready for our guests. Susan has me bound and the hood on so I can’t see anyone or anything going on around me.

She has put a cock and ball ring on me and keeps edging me while fucking my ass with the dildo until the others get there.

Around midnight they show up. I can hear them all getting acquainted and feel them all playing with my dripping cock as well as the dildo in my ass.

I soon have a cock in my mouth and as I suck on it I feel my nipples being pinched and pulled hard. I am moaning from this as I am sucking the cock. Pretty soon they move me into position to be fucked as I am sucking cocks.

I feel the dildo being pulled out and immediately replaced with a hard cock. The fucking has begun in earnest now. They show me no mercy as they use me as roughly as they can.

Once they have all fucked my mouth and ass twice they decide to call it quits.

Cindy tells Sharon to leave me like I am until they have gone so I can forever wonder who it was that used me for sex this night.

Once the door has closed behind them Sharon releases me from my bonds and I remove the mask.

Susan and I then get cleaned up and go to sleep.

It was now evening. Grant and I found ourselves sitting on the living room couch again, half-watching a baking show on TV while on our phones. We could hear the voices of everyone and car doors shut in the driveway.

The two of us hadn’t exchanged a word since dad left earlier. We had eventually showered, got dressed and went about doing our own things throughout the day. Grant seemed to be acting like his usual self, but my head ran wild with thoughts. Still, I wouldn’t even know where to start if we had a conversation. Maybe he was processing it all too, just like me.

We heard a burst of laughter as the front door opened. Kate’s parents had come back to our house too. I’m assuming Mom invited them over for dinner or something. They were all bantering and reminiscing on their day spent together. 

“We looked like a funeral procession, all our cars following each other back here!” Kate’s mom, Rachel, joked.

“Well, we were going to carpool, but everybody was just ready at different times. And Marc left his wallet behind anyway, so it’s a good thing Kate and I left early,” my Mom said, glaring at Dad with an air of annoyance.

“Have you boys been on the couch this whole time?” Dad joked to Grant and I, trying to brush away Mom’s passive-aggressiveness. But he already knew the answer to that, based on our clean, clothed bodies.

I dodged his question, asking, “Is everyone here for dinner? Haven’t you guys been eating all day?”

Alex chimed in, “If you count a few sample plates as a meal, I guess,” rubbing his stomach to signify he was hungry, flashing his happy trail as he moved his shirt around.

Mom and Rachel headed over to the kitchen, quickly setting everything up to start cooking. Alex and Kate helped set the table, while Kate’s dad, Tom, talked to my Dad about the new car he bought.

“You have some scuffs on the floor here,” Kate pointed out while setting up the dining room table. My face immediately turned beet red, knowing that they came from earlier, when Grant and Dad had fucked me senseless.

“Oh, you can easily fix that,” I said quickly, getting up nervously to start buffing out what she saw. I felt Grant stare at my ass as I got onto my knees to polish the floor. I peeked over my shoulder. He was smiling, clearly proud of his work. I don’t know what came over me, but I arched my back in response, solely for Grant’s viewing pleasure.

I felt my dick starting to harden, imagining Grant coming up behind me to slide his cock in. No. Not here. I shook my head and finished up.

*30 minutes later*

Dinner was ready. We gathered around the table and began to eat, passing plates of food around. 

Kate was talking about one wedding venue she liked, when I felt a foot brush up my leg. Grant sat across from me at the table, winking as he moved his foot up to my groin. I cleared my throat and inconspicuously looked around to make sure no one had noticed. I started to get hard as he continued for a few minutes.

Alex, who sat next to me, then knocked his fork over. Without missing a beat, he bent down to pick it up. He lingered for a second under the table, but quickly popped back up. Had he seen Grant playing footsie with me? I guess not, since his face remained unchanged.

I nudged Grant’s foot, letting him know that was too close.

A minute later, his phone rang. “Excuse me,” Grant said, standing up and walking upstairs. He glanced over at me on his way up. Was he telling me to follow him?

Even if he was, I wasn’t sure that I should. There were so many people around. And Dad would’ve known exactly what was going on. And I still worried that Alex saw something under the table.

After a few minutes of debating, I finally said to myself, Fuck it.

I stood up. “I’ll be right back. My…stomach hurts,” I claimed as convincingly as I could. No one seemed to care too much and just continued on with their conversations.

I hustled upstairs. I closed the bathroom door loud enough to pretend that I was using it, in case anyone was listening. I then walked down the hallway to the guest room, which was cracked open.

I pushed on the door, and sure enough, Grant was on the bed, stroking his dick while on the phone. He made eye contact with me, basically telling me to come over, which is exactly what I did.

I was nervous. I had never sucked a dick before. But I couldn’t ask Grant for pointers since he was preoccupied, so I’d just have to do my best.

I sat down in front of him and began to stroke his cock. I examined it, not really knowing how I was going to fit it all in. Gotta start at some point.

I bent over and wrapped my lips around the tip. It was wet with precum. It felt huge in my mouth. I tried to take in as much as I could, but only got halfway before starting to gag. ‘Pussy,’ I called myself.

I tried to be as silent as possible while Grant was on the line, softly spitting on his cock as I tried to suck more of it.

I took another break to catch my breath, my eyes watering from getting about ¾ of the way down. He grabbed my chin and smiled. I looked up at him, quietly gasping for air. He winked and tapped my cheek twice in approval. Then he grabbed a chunk of my hair above my forehead.

He pulled my head back down. I continued sucking his dick as he guided me deeper. I had taken almost all of it by now, but could not suppress all of my choking. Grant spoke up a bit louder on the phone to cover up my sounds.

I needed a slight break from blowing him & began to lick his taint and suck on his balls. They were hairy and had a manly musk to them.

I kept stroking his cock in my hand as he slid his body down a bit. This gave me enough access to his ass. I began to lick it, and he hung his head back, closing his eyes. He breathed a bit heavier as I tongued his hole.

After a minute, Grant shifted over and stood up. He forced me to lay on my back so that I could hang my head upside-down off the side of the bed. He stood over me and began to fuck my throat. This position was much easier to receive his whole dick.

With his free hand, he played with his nipples for a bit. He began to face-fuck me a little faster. He lost his balance for a second, grabbing my neck to prevent his fall.

My throat was full of saliva and precum. He had barely given me any chances to breathe. Still, I maintained my position without complaint, allowing Grant to just use my mouth as a hole.

I felt spit dribbling out of my mouth as he started thrusting with more intensity. It wasn’t long before he started to grunt a bit more audibly. I felt a pulse emit from his dick down my throat, followed by another, and another. He unloaded inside me, and I gulped it all down.

Even though I wanted the moment to last much longer, we both knew we had to hurry back down to dinner before people would get suspicious.

I rolled over and cleaned off Grant’s cock, ensuring there wasn’t a trace of cum left.

Meanwhile, he ended his phone call, saying, “Well, I should head back to dinner. Have a good night babe.” He hung up, and I realized he was on the phone with his girlfriend this entire time. 

I had conflicting feelings about this, but didn’t have any time to sort through them. I would have to talk to Grant later. What were we? Was he straight? In the closet? Bi? Am I just a fuck toy to him?

I tiptoed down the hall and slowly opened the bathroom door. I entered this time so that I could wet my face and spritz some cologne to cover up any potential smell.

I headed back downstairs. Grant followed a few minutes after me.

I sat down, pretending like everything was normal and carried on eating food. I felt Dad look over at me from the other side of the table, but I acted oblivious.

Mom addressed me, “Ben, I was just reminding your brother, you two are going to the airport to pick up your grandparents this weekend. Don’t forget.” She reshifted her focus over to the group, noting that Grandma was “so excited to be able to help Kate pick out a wedding dress.”

I did forget, and sighed in this realization. “Can Alex just go by himself? I already made some plans.” Mom sharply responded, “No. Your grandparents would be happier to have both of you greet them.”

Alex kicked my ankle, angry that I tried volunteering him for the job on his own. Dad chimed in, “No fighting boys.”

We all finished up eating and talked for a bit longer before saying our goodbyes. Grant left too. I was hoping to talk to him tonight, but guess it would have to wait.

I headed up to bed, thinking about the events that occurred today. I laid there naked, jerking myself off, imagining Grant and Dad fucking me again, and quickly came. I scooped up my cum and tasted it. It was slightly saltier than the other loads I took earlier, but still good. I had a lot of self-discovery today, I thought to myself, before passing out…

“hey! What’s this all about?”

Kyle couldn’t believe his eyes. There he was, just an average 30year old American jock, stark bollock naked in a glass tube, surrounded by little grey things with big black eyes in what appeared to be some high tech laboratory. As he glanced around in growing panic, he saw other tubes also containing a naked dude, varying in ages from late teens to about 50. What the fuck was this? Last he remembered, he was at a July 4th barbecue with his fiancées family down near Lauderdale. He couldn’t have drunk that much, could he?? And now…..

A metallic voice rang out “silence earthling. You have been selected for breeding purposes. You are aboard an exploration vessel of the Berossean federation. We are investigating your species’ potential for enslavement. You are a primitive race, but you may be fit enough for the mines.”

“fuck me!!” exclaimed Kyle.

That was an ill advised choice of words.

Suddenly he found his arms and legs bound to the tube walls. A buzzing noise heralded the emergence of a nasty looking metal probe up from the tube floor. With astonishing accuracy, the probe found Kyle’s rectal passage. It entered his manhole with merciless insistence.

“Fuuuuuuck!” cried Kyle helplessly. This was a first for him.

“You will not be damaged by the anal probe earthling. It is merely a device to ensure your obedience. If you do not comply with all our orders, expect acute anal discomfort.”

Kyle kept his mouth shut. “oh, shit” he thought.

“We have determined that you are fit for mating. The member is a healthy size and weight.”

Kyle looked down with scarcely disguised pride at his healthy man-package swinging between his legs.

“Caucasian male to the dairy” came the metallic voice.

“Dairy? What the fuck?…” thought Kyle as he was sucked through the now-opened ceiling of the tube and carried swiftly through a labyrinthine pipe system like a crazy vacuum cleaner.

Finally, he was propelled into a chair-like contraption in a waiting stall, a kind of…… milking station. On either side of him was a long line of similarly bound human males.

He glanced to his left. Jeezus! It was Jackson. His buddy Jackson, a 25year old jock, the youngest mayor in their city’s history. Now, without his trademark snappy suit, butt naked, fastened to this alien milking…thing.. his schlong out, ready to be pumped. Fuck they got Jackson too!

He glanced to his right. FFS! It was Ben. His old sparring partner Ben. A diminutive little bastard. Local republican party hack from his district. But he too was now a captive, a lump of livestock for these alien swine. Naked as nature, his modest pecker hooked up just like Kyle and Jackson’s meat. Fuck this!

‘Humans!” came that metallic voice again “you will now be stimulated to release your seed-fluid. Look straight ahead”

With that, a hologram appeared in front of them, over their imprisoned dongers. Hologramic women of incredible sexiness engaged in a set of erotic movements and poses that could barely be described in sufficiently sensual language. As these appeared, the milking pumps on their dicks went to work.

“awhhh! Fuck yeah!!” howled Kyle and Jackson as they gyrated in rhythm and passionate thrusts.

 Ben however was markedly unstimulated. In fact, he groaned in discomfort as the dick pump worked his flaccid manhood. It seemed that womankind was not really his preference. The aliens swiftly copped the problem.

While human reasoning might have prompted them to simply cut their losses with this obvious dud, the Berosseans were operating with a different mentality. They wouldn’t allow a waste of this kind. Ben’s spunk had to be extracted somehow. If it required more particular a stimulation process, so be it. From their control room, the Berosseans scanned Ben’s brain, seeking information as to his particular tastes. What they found both intrigued and amused them.

When the session had been done, when all the evidently hetero blokes had delivered their payloads, they were again sucked up through the vacuum tubes and sent to the slave holds in the Berossean vessel to await further experimentation. All, save Kyle and Jackson that is. And of course, Ben.

“now humans! You will be required to ensure full release of seed-fluid from your batch”

A group of Berosseans emerged from their control one and approached the three guys, still fixed into the milking machines. With a click, both Jackson and Kyle were released. They sat still panting from their pleasurable ordeal.

“You two!” the Berossean leader clearly indicated the two hetero lads. “this one here (pointing at Ben) requires your performance with each other to stimulate his reproductive organ. You will be re-energised for the performance.”

WTF??….both Kyle and Jackson knew exactly where this was going. They looked at Ben, they looked at the Berosseans. They looked at each other….

With an audible buzz they felt new energy return to their schlongs. Their heads began to swim with erotic impulse. But this was unfair! If these alien bastards had the ability to get their mojos back up to full capacity, why couldn’t they just do the same with Ben?

But the aliens had other ideas.

“get to it both of you. You know what is required. If you refuse, you will loose your members. Permanently.”

Oh fuck.

Well, if Ben needed a homo-show to get his tool in gear, it looked like the boys were going to have to accommodate.

Unpleasant, to say the least. But needs must. How would they go about this?

As it happened, Kyle and Jackson found it easier than they probably would have assumed. And hoped.

“Give me your ass, bitch!” yelled Jackson as he bent Kyle over and readied his boyhole for entry. Ben’s pecker suddenly came to life. The milking machine restarted it’s process.

“Fuck yeah, man!” roared Jackson as he ploughed Kyle’s ass with his hefty soldier

“Awhh yeah! Give it to me, dude!” wailed Kyle as he took Jackson’s glorious manhood up his sweaty hole.

Ben couldn’t believe his luck. He might be a captive, a slave, a friggin’ ram for these aliens- but they were giving him a show he had long, secretly, and swelteringly desired; his rivals, two all American jocks, performing for his pleasure.

Thar she blows!!

Little Ben’s prick finally gave up it’s sticky ghost.

Success! The Berosseans had their full complement at last.

The now thoroughly knackered threesome were sent to cool off in the slave hold.

When Tay met Blay

The rest of the afternoon absolutely flies by as there isn’t much to do and Steve has found me a training program for me to work through so that I can get used to the management hierarchy and get a better understanding of everything.

It gets to just after 5 pm as I finish up my stuff and Abby comes wandering in “You coming to drinks tonight? You can bring your boyfriend” she says as I just laugh and shake my head as she says that.

“He’s not my boyfriend, he’s just my best mate and it’s what you’d call a bromance rather than anything else” I say as Abby laughs and nods her head not really believing me. “Sure but bring him along anyway” she says as I laugh and tell her that I’d think about it but it probably won’t be likely.

I text Tay that I’m on my way home as he gives me a thumbs up as I wander to the tram stop and head home.

As I enter the lobby and get my mail, I head to the lifts and push the button where I hear someone calling out to me “HOLD THE DOORS”.

I hear the voice and don’t instantly recognise it with my headphones in but when I turn I see a familiar face standing there smiling and laughing. “Well fancy seeing you here” Blayden smiles as he gets in the lift and I shake my head.

“So what are you doing here?” I ask him as he looks at me with surprise. “Heading home, what about you?” he says as I look surprised.

“Home?” Blayden nods his head he pushes the button for level 10 which is the floor above mine as we are both laughing that we had that night in the gym, going our separate ways only to end up being just one floor apart.

“Well guess that we know most things about each other now” he says as I nod my head as we agree to have more contact with each other even if it is just as mates.

I head into the apartment with a big smile on my face as Tay looks at me as he sits on the couch “What is making you smile so much?” he says as I can’t control the smile on my face or the excitement that I have knowing Blayden is so close.

I put my bag down and grab a drink out of the fridge “So well you know my mystery gym bud” I ask as Tay nods. “Well not personally but I’ve heard your story” he says as I roll my eyes at him making the joke.

I keep smiling “So my protein shaker was cracked at the top” Tay still has a smirk on his face “So he gave you a natural one?” I whack him hard for interrupting me.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, it was nothing like that,” I say as Tay won’t stop joking around. “Do you want me to finish the story or just want to keep making jokes?” I say as Tay looks at me and nods.

“Well, you should know the answer is always going to be jokes,” he says as I shake my head and roll my eyes at him.

I decide to ignore him and just keep going “So anyways, there’s a supplement store as you walk up from the tram stop and I went in there to get a new shake and straight away walked into this guy and it was none other than Blayden,” I say as Tay looks at me curiously.

“Blayden?” he asks as I nod my head. “Yep, that’s his name,” I say as Tay has a chuckle at his name.

I tell him off for laughing because people are often laughing at him for his name and make jokes about him jokingly calling him Swift or Swiftie because of being named Taylor.

“So turns out that he was the owner of the store and the one that is actually over the road too,” I say as Tay nods and smiles.

The look on his face shows how impressed at how confident I’ve become since moving down here because even though I did things at home, it was never at these levels. “I’m impressed, you’ve managed to get a name and where he works all on your own” I nod as usually it was through Tay’s pushing that anything happened.

“Well… I also got his number” Tay says as he puts his arm around me proud of what I have done. “And I know his address now too,” I say as Tay really grins at me.

“Damn, you must really have some charisma these days,” Tay says with a huge smile on his face. “I better learn quickly that I’ve got competition to sleep with you Jaxon,” he says as I boast for a moment before bringing things back to earth.

“I don’t really want to burst your excitement bubble but it was really charisma that got me to that point, more just in the right place at the right time” I say to him as he looks confused again.

I run through how things worked “So pretty much the first thing with him today was just luck because I didn’t know that he worked or owned the store did I? I just went there for a new shaker” Tay nods his head as he says true.

“The address again was purely just a straight-up coincidence because we were both on the way home and I bumped into him,” I say as Tay looks at me. “Wait, so it’s not the address but more a rough location,” he says as I smirk and then he realises that I’m hiding something.

“Where does he live?” Tay asks as I point upwards “Ironically, 1 floor up” I say as Tay smiles and looks at me as I realise that he doesn’t believe me.

“This all seems so convenient you know” he says as I nod and agree but I’m not complaining about that at the moment.

Tay looks at me and changes the topic “What do you wanna do tonight? Or have you already made plans with your new best friend?” I laugh at Tay’s tone and the level of jealousy in his voice right now

I look across at him “Sounds like there is a lot of jealousy exhuding there Tay” as I say that, Tay is quick to shake his head but I know that this is worrying him especially with everything going on in his life.

“You don’t need to be jealous, you are still and always will be my boy,” I say as I hug him tightly and rub his back as he wipes his eyes.

As we pull apart, Tay looks at me deeply and I can see him staring into my eyes and he kisses me before pulling away but he continues to look at me deeply.

Tay hits the arm of my couch frustrated as he stands up “Sorry about that, I normally stay well away from the jealous ones and here I am getting jealous about a situation that I don’t even know how to describe” he says wiping away the tears in his eyes as I pull him back to sit down and put my arm around him.

“You don’t need to apologise, Tay, you never need to,” I say to him as he nods. “I know full well how you are feeling right now with all the stress because it’s natural with everything going on like with your Mum and life in general” he nods as I say that as we take a moment together with his arm wrapped around me.

“I think that everything just hit me hard the other day with Mum starting treatment that really isn’t treating just making things easier for her and I’d been holding it all together but I realised that the one person I know that would let me open up wouldn’t be here to just talk,” he says as I look across at him.

I look across at him “Like I told you, had you told me I’d have been on the first plane back up to Sydney” as I’m halfway through my sentence when Tay stops me and looks at me.

“I told you before that you weren’t going to do that because the one thing that makes me the happiest is seeing you happy and these few days have been all that I needed and more,” he says as I smile and hugs me as even in his situation my concerns are at the front of his mind.

“Do you wanna do something or just chill here at home?” I say to Tay as I’m not sure about his frame of mind and whether he wants to go out tonight or not.

“It’s a Friday night, would I ever sit at home doing nothing?” he asks as I go to say something and he points at me “Don’t answer that” he says laughing as we decide that he wants to go out tonight.

I nod as I head to my room and Tay goes for a shower I think about how to take his mind off everything so I decide to test Tay and change things up for him.

I look in my wardrobe and I have a look at what I can wear out and if there is something that I can get Tay to wear. Looking through my wardrobe I find a couple of things that I probably wouldn’t wear that I had bought late one night.

I put the clothes on the bed and head into the bathroom to swap positions with Tay in the shower. “I left you some clothes on my bed for you,” I tell Tay as he looks at me suspiciously but doesn’t say anything as he just walks into my room anyway.

As I’m in the shower and letting the water run over my body I hear the door open and Tay walking in as he looks at me “You think that I’m gonna wear this” he says holding up the black sheer buttoned-up shirt that you can see through a bit which I thought would be the least of the issues.

“I’d thought that you would have had more issues with the thong,” I say laughing as Tay points at me. “Don’t think that I don’t have questions about that either” he says as I smirk and wink at him as he just shakes his head and walks out.

Finishing in the shower, I wrap the towel around my waist and wander into my room as Tay is sitting on my bed in his towel. “You not going to wear the stuff?” I ask as he shrugs his shoulders and I look at him.

“I took a shot,” I say as he looks at me and smirks. “What are you thinking?” he asks as I smile thinking that he probably would never do this at all.

“Well I was thinking that tonight was your gaykover” I say laughing and shaking my head knowing how lame and dumb the idea actually was. “Sorry that was so dumb, I just thought that you’d need a change of mentality for tonight and I could live out a fantasy”.

Tay looks at me and then smiles “You know what? Let’s do it, might be fun” he says as I smile and although I can see that he still has some reservations about things but wants to do it.

“You didn’t need to wear them, we can still go out and just have fun,” I say as he thinks about it before starting to get dressed and putting the clothes on.

As he puts the thong on, I look at his amazing butt squeezing the cheeks as he slaps my hand as he tries to adjust the awkward feeling between them as he decides to put on his own skinny jeans and then shirt.

“Damn, you look hot as fuck” I say as Tay looks at himself in the mirror and has the surprise plastered all over his face as he checks himself out. “Damn, I am looking good but though I’m not sure that it really is me,” he says as I shrug.

We head down to Crown Casino as Tay continually has to adjust his thong “How do you wear these?” he says shaking his head as I laugh and shake my head.

“I don’t, you are my guinea pig to see how it goes,” I say as he whacks me and we head to one of the Italian restaurants although even though we’re dressed up on a faux-date, the shopping centre food court that is on the ground floor of the Casino takes Tay’s eyes with McDonalds and KFC catching his eye more than some of the best restaurants in the country.

I yank his arm away from the food court “I’m not getting dressed up like this to buy you fucking Maccas for dinner as if we are down the local Westfield back home” I say as we get completely lost trying to find the place that we are looking for.

Eventually after asking for directions and getting lost again, we find where we are going and we sit down ordering drinks first before looking at the menu. “Do you think that they’d have Chicken Schnitty?” Tay says as I roll my eyes.

Looking across at him I can’t believe what he just said “I take you out to a fancy restaurant, we get dressed up and all you can ask is would they have Chicken Schnitzel” I say as the waitress comes over with our drinks.

“Sorry I couldn’t help but we have the gourmet Scallopini which is on our specials menu which is like a Chicken Schnitzel,” she says as Tay pokes his tongue out at me to boast that he is right.

“See told you they probably would” he says teasing me as I shake my head and the waitress looks at us smiling. “Anniversary?“ she asks as I shake my head.

“Nah, just date night because he lives in Sydney and I live down here” I say to her as I look at Tay “Although somebody might not get to the anniversary if they don’t start behaving themselves” I say as the waitress laughs as she takes our orders and walks off.

Sitting there with Tay feels really good and relaxed which is good because, with only one full day left together, I don’t want him stressed out with what is going on back at home.

The food takes a while to come but once it gets here, it’s so good as I have the Fettuccini Cabonara and unsurprisingly Tay is having his Schnitzel.

“Good?” I ask Tay as he nods. “Yeah not bad” he says as I look at him expecting him to say that it’s really good or something like that. “What? It’s good but it’s not the pub schnitzel” he says back in reply to me wanting him to love it.

I just shake my head “I bring you all the way to Crown, take you to an amazing Italian Restaurant and you compare it to the pub.”

“You know how much I love the Pub Schnitzel and have to try everywhere,” he says as I nod my head but try to counter his point. “Though you know that your Pub schnitzel comes mass-produced with over-processed Chicken and I guarantee you that they pull it out of a box in the freezer and throw it in the deep fryer whilst this is probably all hand cut and hand crumbed with special focus”.

Tay laughs “I don’t ever remember you complaining about $15 Schnitty and beer nights” I laugh as I shake my head that I cannot deny that I do love Wednesdays at the pub. “Well especially when you’re the one who always seems to pay that night rather than on any other night we go to the pub” he laughs as if we weren’t being classy that I would reach over and whack him hard.

We don’t really have a big dessert but can’t say no to gelato as we pay for the bill or more like I pay for it all and we head to the main floor and find the cocktail bar.

Sitting at the table, Tay and I are quickly putting the cocktails down quickly as we get more flirty with each other which is the usual way we go when we’ve had a few drinks especially this is when Tay turns into a real flirty beast.

I look at his body through the shirt as he smiles “This is probably the cocktails but being gay has been easy tonight and could work” I smile as he says that but I know that it is well and truly the alcohol talking but I’m not complaining.

It’s just after midnight when we finally leave as Tay is all over me as he has more of his shirt open than he did earlier in the night as the cool crisp Melbourne air hits his smooth chest and I can see his nipples hard.

“Do you know what Jax?” he says as I smile at him. “What is it, Tay?” I ask as he smiles at me.

“I don’t think I’m straight, I like sex with you and you turn me on” he says as I smile and kiss him deeply as I hear him moan loudly. “I know Tay and I love you too.” We take our time getting upstairs as Tay is stumbling up now as the cocktails have now fully taken their effect on her as drunk Tay is just Loverboy Tay where he falls for the first person he sees.

“We should have stopped and got some more drinks to celebrate” he says as I shake my head at him knowing that he has had enough to drink tonight. “You’ve had more than enough tonight now let’s get you into bed” I say as he smirks dirtily at me “Have I been a bad boy tonight?” he says falling back onto the bed.

I shake my head laughing as I put my keys and wallet on the stand before stripping off and heading back to my room where I am ready to climb all over and get hot and heavy with Tay. I strip everything off and head into my room as I get in there I hear Tay snoring away as he just lays there now wearing the thong as I smile and climb into bed.

Taylor is snoring louder than I’ve ever heard him before as I kiss his neck as I wrap my arm around him and try to fall asleep but with his snoring, it’s difficult to go to sleep.

It’s about 9:30 when Tay wakes up with a splitting headache as he tries to adjust himself. “Good morning,” I say as Tay looks at me glaring as he realises that he has the thong on as he gets up and looks at himself in the mirror.

“What… did….” Tay says as he sits back down as his head is pounding and I grab him some Panadol before heading downstairs to get coffee. I throw on a hoodie and track pants to head to the Café downstairs as I get him a Jumbo Black coffee and my usual flat white.

As I come back from the Café I run into Blayden who is coming out of the building to head to the shop this morning. “Someone had a big night,” he says as I just push him and tell him to shut up. “My best mate is here and he enjoyed one of the crown bars last night” Blayden laughs as he looks at me nodding.

“Oh I know the exact bar that you are talking about” he says as I laugh and nod believing that he probably would know about the one we went to and that he’s a regular. “I better head back upstairs and get him his coffee,” I say as Blayden gives me a bro hug and I head back upstairs as I find Tay sitting in the bathroom on the cold floor as the night before now is really taking its toll as he throws up.

“That’s a sight that I don’t miss seeing or hearing” Tay just gives me the finger as he stands up and takes the thong off and gets in the shower for a bit. I’m sitting on the couch watching the Saturday morning racing preview show as Tay grabs his coffee and sits down next to me.

“Some things never change,” he says as I laugh. Tay takes a large swig of coffee before gagging very loudly “How was that?” I ask he gets himself comfortable next to me.

His face shows what he thinks of it as I smirk “Absolutely disgusting but what I needed” he says as I smirk and he looks at me. “I want answers,” he says as I look at him smirking.

“What about? Last night?” I ask as Tay nods but then puts up his hand before I can explain everything. “The clothes first?” he says as I laugh and really don’t know how to explain things about them.

“You know me, a combination of late nights, boredom and you know,” I say as Tay nods and shakes his head. “At least you can’t have a go at me, clothes and underwear are better than spending money on souvenirs for places I’ve never been” I say as Tay laughs and nods his head because I’ve spent money in the past on things for places that I’ve never been in my life.

Tay nods his head “That’s true and I’m glad that I don’t have to see you spending huge amounts on Plastic Eiffel Towers” he says laughing.

“So the clothes are pretty much what I’ve always wanted to try and experience” Tay nods like a big brother proud of me as he looks at me. “So last night?” I ask now as he nods.

I look at him “Tell me what you remember” I say just to see what he does remember and what he made of it.

“I remember that you and me went to Crown and we had dinner at the Italian place that was amazing and then onto the cocktail bar,” he says as I nod and tell him that was the night.

I put my arm around him “Basically the stress of work and home had caught up to you and I just wanted to take your mind off things, so that’s what we did” I say as Tay nods and hugs me tightly.

As he lets me go he looks at me “Yeah, I know things just bottled up until the cork popped but I feel good now because I let it all out and I’m sorry for putting it all on you because you being happy was/is good for me” he says smiling as we hug again and I see that all of his stress has disappeared as we sit there.

“What do you want to do this afternoon?” I ask as he shrugs his shoulders and that his head is still hurting although the Panadol has done its job for him.

“Nothing, just want to chill mostly and maybe want to go shopping for a walk later if that’s cool,” he says as I nod and we sit there.

I look across at Tay “How did you like those clothes last night” I ask as he looks at me curiously. “I wanted to know about those, especially the thong,” he says as I smile.

“That was my plan just to push you and your personality beyond its comfort zone and you did that,” I say as I continue to explain my logic.

Tay looks at me and smiles “So I wasn’t so much your guinea pig but more your dress-up Ken doll” he says with fake anger on his face that I can see right through. I show him the picture that we took last night and he smiles and is surprised at how he looked so hot.

“Damn I’m fucking hot there,” he says smiling. “The thong wasn’t that bad either” he says as I now have a smile on my face as I can see Tay really enjoying himself and looking at himself in the picture after he had so many doubts last night.

We just for a while as Tay lets the coffee and Panadol do its thing as I sit in the spare room doing some extra work stuff. It gets to just after 1 p.m. when Tay gets up off the couch and wanders in “KFC nearby?” he asks as I laugh at how no matter where he is or the situation, his default resolution is always Fried Chicken.

“Up where we walked the other night” I say as I get up and finally have a shower and get dressed so that we can head up the road. We get to KFC and Tay gets enough food to feed at least three people.

As we walk back up, Tay is stuffing his face with Popcorn chicken already as I carry the bag up towards the apartment “Are you right there?” I ask as he is stuffing his face.

“I’m good,” he says as I laugh and as we get back into the lobby Tay is still stuffing his face.

“We keep running into each other” I hear as Blayden is coming out of the life at the same time Tay is still stuffing his face with KFC. “Yep, but it would be better if someone wasn’t stuffing his face,” I say as Blayden laughs.

Standing in the lobby the three of us are there as I look at both Tay and Blayden and in my head I realise that both these sexy studs have had my cocks in their firm muscled asses in the past few days.

As I stand there, I realise how awkward this could be between the three of us because of my history with Tay and how he was getting jealous about me getting close to Blayden. I just decide to take the chance to introduce the two of them “I should probably introduce you two, Blayden this KFC stuffer is my best mate, Tay, Tay this is Blayden.”

“I’d shake but KFC hands” Tay says as I introduce them and it seems pretty chilled but then in my head, I realise that even though Tay knows about what I did with Blayden, Blayden doesn’t know anything about what Tay and I do.

Blayden’s outfit doesn’t leave a lot to the imagination as he wears a loose black Nike singlet that is cut out at the sides and shows off all of his chest with his tatts showing and denim shorts which don’t give me any clues on what he is doing but it’s not any of my business.

“Suppose I better let you go and let the KFC stuffer actually properly eat it now” I say as Blayden says it’s nice to meet Tay and heads off as we go upstairs.

As we get into my apartment, Tay puts down the KFC and looks at me “Damn, he’s the gym guy?” he asks as he looks at me then looks at his stomach now getting feeling very sub-conscious about how he looks. “My god you’re fine,” I say to him as he now looks at the KFC he desperately desires with disgust.

Tay doesn’t want to touch it now though at the same time he can’t stand the thought of wasted money. “Just eat the damn KFC Taylor, you’re fucking ripped as it is and you’re gonna work all that off anyway and you’re still gonna be hot no matter what,” I say as he ends up deciding that eating the KFC is for the best.

Before he sits down I look at him “Take your shirt off and prove to yourself how hot you are” I say as Tay laughs “Or do you mean to take it off so you can look?” he says as I smile and shrug.

“You take yours off first” he says as I do take my shirt off as my head still doesn’t fully understand how hot that I am these days or how many people actually think that as well.