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"Look, who it is. So long no see"
I didn't expect to see my old classmate Erik when entering the doctor's office, "Yeah... hi... nice to see you..." I was very happy about that. Erik always used to bully me back in the school and now I wasn't in any better position.
"So, you're here for a prostate check-up..." he looked at his computer, checking my file. "Take you pants off, Taylor", he smirked slightly.
When he called me by my last name, the shivers run up my spine. I quickly remembered the humiliation he put me through back in the old days. I looked around the room but there was no changing screen in sight, so I just stepped closer to the examination table, undid my belt und pulled down my jeans.
He threw a quick gaze at me, "Don't you know what you came here for? Take you jeans and briefs off completely and put them on the chair. And shoes too, the table should stay clean"
I did as he told and remained standing there all naked down from the waist waiting for him to finish typing on his computer. After a few long minutes he stood up and approached me. Towering a good head over my slender 5'7" figure he was quite intimidating. He had always been taller than me but he seemed to have grown even a bit taller and gained over fifty pounds of muscles.
"Get on the table"
I obeyed Erik's command and climbed up on the table. He ordered me to lie on the side and draw my knees up to my chest. In this position I felt completely exposed to him. Despite him being a doctor now I still felt very humiliated in this position in front of my old school bully.
Erik put on the gloves and poured a good amount of the lubricant on his hands. He then slowly inserted his thick finger inside of me. It was the first time I had ever done such a procedure and I felt very nervous and uncomfortable.
His finger moved inside of me, sending a light sensation through my body. Then another finger slipped in and he started stretching my hole. I began to question whether it was the way the procedure was supposed to go.
Erik pulled his fingers out and then thrusted them back inside. He began moving them in and out. As I tried to move he put his other hand on my neck and pressed my against the table, "Don't move, boy"
"What the fuck, are you doing?!"
"Shut up and relax. I know you enjoy it" he started moving his fingers in and out of my hole. Then he pulled them out and gave me a firm slap on my ass. I jerked trying to get free but his grip was too strong.
With my face pressed against the table I could only hear the sound of his belt being unbuckled and then I felt the warm head of his cock penetrating my asshole. I let out a moan as he slowly pushed inside of me. Then he started thrusting his hips back and forth, fucking my virgin ass.
He leaned closer to me, his right hand slid under my throat and encircled it in a tight grip. I gasped. He was so much stronger. Controlling me, he was getting faster. A few droplets of tears ran down my cheeks as he tightened his grip around my throat.
"Be quite. You surely don't want others to hear you, do you, boy?" he whispered in my ear as he inserted his index and middle fingers of the left hand into my mouth, making me suck on them.
Being at his complete merci, I was violently fucked as a slut and the worst was that I enjoyed it. It felt like eternity before I felt his cock pulsating inside of me. After a few stronger thrusts he finally stopped and his cock bursted, filling me with his cum.
After he finished, he slowly pulled his cock out of me. My asshole was burning and I could feel his manly juice flowing out of me. Erik went around the table. His thick covered in cum shaft was dangling right in front of my face. I raised my eyes to look at him and in his gaze I could read what he was thinking about.
"No, please, no. Don't make me do it", I crawled back but Erik grabbed my arms and pulled me up again. Then he slapped his cock against my cheeks a few times before I opened my mouth and he forced his member inside.
"Suck it clean, boy"
After I cleaned his cock, he took me up and led to the shower next door. He stood there as I took the shower. At that moment I had no idea it could get even more humiliating.
After I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off with the towel that he handed me, Erik approached me with some cream bottle in his hands. He poured some of the cream on the skin at my crotch and spread it nicely over my already trimmed pubic hair. After a few minutes he ordered me to get back in the shower and wash the cream down. As I already expected the rest of pubic hair washed down with the cream leaving a nice smooth skin.
"Now, spread your legs", Erik ordered after I dried myself off again. He pulled a small metal cage from his pocket and placed it on my small flacid dicklet. As the lock clicked close, he fished out a plug from his another pocket and showed it to me before inserting it into my ass. "Now, go pick up your clothes and fuck off from here. And don't even thick about taking that toy out. I'm gonna visit you this evening and check whether you've been a good boy" he gave me another slap.
"Finally you are home. Come here, habibi" Amir met me as I got home after a long day at university.
"I'm tired", I looked at him with a begging look.
"Oh, boy, it's bad. But I think you should have already learnt that my need come first", he looked at me with a serious face. "Get down", he said in a calm but commanding tone.
I threw my backpack on the chair and got down on my knees between Amir's massive thighs.
"That's my obedient boy", he put his naked feet on the table, "Give them a nice massage".
His size 13 feet were huge and covered with some hairs on the upper side and on the toes. I put my hands on one of them and started caressing it.
"Mmm, I love how eager you are to submit to me. You like you place, don't you?"
"I do, my sayyid" I replied looking him into the eyes but without stopping the movements of my hands.
"Good", he smiled and leaned back, while I continued the massage.
I thoughtfully massages each inch of his huge sole and then up to his ancles. It was so humiliating but at the same time it was also a possibility for me to enjoy his body and to show him my respect.
After I repeated the same procedure with his other foot, Amir leaned to me and patted me on the cheek, "Good boy. Now, stand up and strip completely for me”.
I didnas ordered and in a bare moment I was standing naked in front of Amir. Every inch of my soft body was on display for him. All vulnerable and waiting with anticipation of what was about to follow.
“Much better now”, he smirked, “Get here, boy”.
I approached him and climbed on his thighs. With legs spread wide around his waist I sat on his laps, facing him. The head of his growing shaft rubbed through the fabric of his shorts against my exposed hole.
Amir grabbed my head from behind and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss. He reached down teasingly trailing his fingers along my torso. His large hands grabbed my butt cheeks and squeezed them. Then his finger pressed against my entrance, sending a stroke of sensation through my body.
I pulled up Amir's t-shirt to get a hold of his warm firm body. I run my fingers over the edges of his hairy abs. Then I slid my hands up to his massive chest. Amir flexed his pecs and then broke our kiss. Just for a moment to pull off his t-shirt and throw it away. Then he got back to kissing me even with more passion.
My petite body was now pressed against Amir's muscular one. His body hair was scratching against my smooth skin. At the same time my master's thick finger was playing with my ass.
I moved my hands up and tried to put them around Amir's broad back. He was too big. My hands couldn't even reach each other around him.
Every part of Amir's body was huge. Even his fingers. They were long and thick. For comparison, his little finger was the size of my middle and even thicker. Each movement of it inside of my ass ignited fire inside of me, making my small dicklet harder. I was close to cum and Amir knew that. He broke the kiss and looked deeply into my eyes, sending an unspoken message of dominance.
"Hold it, boy. You should learn to control your desires", he continued fingering my hole, teasing that spot deep inside of me.
I moaned and bit my lower lip, "I try... but I can't". I pressed myself closer to Amir's firm body and my cock rubbed against his hairy abs. At the same time the thick finger inside of my ass hit that spot again and I lost control over myself. "I'm sorry..." My dicklet throbbed and spilled a few loads of cum on Amir's torso.
Amir just chuckled, "No need to be sorry, habibi. That little accident only shows how much control I have over you. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be punished. Right, boy?"
"Yes, Sir", I replied and lowered my head to his abs, already knowing what I have to do. After licking his stomach clean I looked up at him like a dog who brought a stick to his master and is waiting for the next command.
"Good. But you know, it's not all"
I nodded, "I know, Sir. I deserve a real punishment" I lay down on his lap with my ass posed up to him, right in between his thighs.
"I hate to do it because it takes so much time", he gave me a slap, "But you know it's for yours own good, right?" he slapped me again.
"Yes..." I replied.
He continued spanking my ass. His smacks were firm and powerful. They made my whole body flinch. Each slap hurt more than the previous one and they came one directly after another without letting my skin cool down.
You wanna touch those muscles? Not so fast, boy. Start with those feet first
"Hey! Are you taking a picture?" Marko threw the weighs down turning to me. In a two quick steps he approached me and grabbed the phone out of my hands. "Fuck, what is the problem with you?" he swiped the screen checking the photos.
“I just… just wanted to take a selfie”
“What the shit are you telling me?!” Marko grabbed my wrist with one hand and my throat with his other one. Standing at around 6'7" and towering over my frail 5'6" figure, he gave out confidence and undeniable dominance.
“I’m sorry, Sir!” intimidated by his physical superiority I almost cried, “I won’t…”
“Shut up, faggot. I'm gonna teach you a lesson" he dragged me to the corridor at the back of the gym and into his office.
The door swung shut with a load thud behind us and Marko threw me on the sofa. He continued scrolling through my phone and then a wicked smile appeared on his face, "There seem to be a lot of interesting stuff on your tumblr"
"Stop! Give me my phone!", I jumped up to grab my phone from his hands but he just pushed me back on the sofa like I weighed nothing.
"You, little fag" he looked at me, "So you're not just some horny boy, you're really into a wicked stuff" he place my phone on his table. "You wanted to see those muscles?!" he raised his left arm and flexed his bicep, making his sleeve rip with a loud crack. "You wanna feel what those muscles can do with you?!"
Marko pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor. He approached me and grabbed my hair, pushing my face into his abs, "Sniff it, boy! Feel the taste of the real man". I tried to resist but he was much stronger. Soft wet hairs on his stomach tickled my soft skin and the drops of his sweat covered my face with the strong salty smell. After rubbing my face against his hard abs he pulled my head back and looked into my scared eyes.
In the surge of raw strength Marko clenched his fists on my t-shirt and tore it apart.
"Stop it, please. I'm sorry" my voice was trembling as I begged him.
He didn't react on it, instead in a swift movement he grabbed the band of my shorts and pulled them down together with my briefs, "Turn around!"
"What?! No, Sir, please"
Marko grabbed my hips and easily turned me around to face the back of the sofa. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them behind my back with his left hand. Struggling to get free I felt how helpless I was in that situation. With his hand pressing against my back, Marko held me in place.
"Relax, boy, I saw the stuff on your phone. You must enjoy it" I felt something warm and hard pressing against my ass.
"No, Sir, please, I've never done this before"
"So this is a good time to try it" Marko grabbed something from the side table, then the sound of squeezing something out, and thick fingers started massaging cold fluid into my asshole. A thick finger quickly plumbed inside of me, he started playing with my hole stretching it out and adding more lubricant. Then Marko pulled his finger out and instead with a slow motion he pushed his cock inside of me. At that moment I had no idea how thick his shaft was but it was much bigger than anything I had ever experienced. Later I learnt that his cock was 8.5 inches long and 7 inches in girth. Inch after inch it was moving deeper into me. Tears popped up in the corners of my eyes and the pain filled my body. I beg him to stop but it had no affect on Marko.
After Marko's lower abs finally hit my butt he slowly pulled his shaft out of me, giving me a short moment of relief, and then thruster it back inside.He began to pound my ass, moving his hips back and forth. Getting faster and then again slower, changing the tempo. Moaning from that mix of pain and satisfaction, I felt at his complete mercy... I closed my eye... With each thrust my ass was burning more and more... Getting faster and faster... until it stopped. Marko pushed deep inside of me, his balls hit my butt again, his grip got tighter on my throat and his pulsating cock finally burst out inside of me...
His warm cum filled my ass but Marko wouldn't stop climaxing. It started flowing out of my hole over his cock and dripping on the floor.
Marko slowly pulled his shaft out and plopped down on the sofa next to me. He grabbed my neck and guided my head down to his crotch.
"Make it clean, boy"
***
The gym was empty as I walked naked to the locker room. I took a quick a quick shower and was drying myself with the towel. My legs were still shaking.
"You're clean already?" Marko entered the room already dressed.
"Yes" I nodded.
"Good. Bend over"
I looked at him with hesitation.
"Should I repeat?"
I obeyed his command and bent over, exposing my bare ass to him.
He slipped a plug between my buttcheeks. Then he made me turn around and put a chastity cage on my little dicklet.
"It's better, now. You'll have to learn to control yourself a bit" the lock clicked and he looked at me with a smirk, "What should you say?"
"Thank you, Sir"
He gave me my phone back — as I would learn later with the parental control activated and restriction to my favourite apps.
"Good boy" he slapped my ass and turned around leaving the room, "Be here tomorrow evening at 8"
"Hey, boy, we've just beat your college team on the field and there's one ritual we always follow after a victory", the three hunks from the opposite team, all towering more than a head over me, surrounded me after the game.
"What do you mean, guys?"
"Don't pretend, you don't know, boy", the number 98 said with a smirk on his face and put his arm around my shoulders, "We know you're a little faggot, so either you follow us to the locker rooms without causing any scene or we're gonna make you to get there", he started walking me to the building.
"I'm..." I wanted to come up with some excuse but he just interrupted me and kept on going.
"Don't worry, we're gonna be gentle with you", he chuckled and the other guy, walking behind me, gave me a firm slap on my ass.
"You seem so small now," Jake threw his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer. "Fuck, look at your arms, they're so punny," he encirlcled his fingers around my bicep, "Flex it".
I put all my strength at it but it didn't stop Jake from laughing.
"It's still so soft and squishy. Touch the real man's arm", he flexed his bicep.
It felt so hard and warm hinting at the strength inside of it.
"I still can't believe how you've grown so fast," I hadn't seen my younger cousin for half a year since he started college. During that time he hit another growth spurt and started working out. A small scrawny guy I knew, now became a 6'3" tall muscular hunk — almost a head taller than me.
"Must be genes," he smirked tightening his grip around my neck and shoving my face into his hairy chest.
"Hey, stop! What're you doing?!" I pressed my hands against his chisseled abs putting all my power to break free but he was much stronger now.
"Hahah, yeah, try harder. I enjoy it even more, when you struggle"
"What is wrong with you?!"
"Stop pretending, you don't like it. I saw some apps on your phone — you must enjoy being dominated like that, don't you?"
"Hey, are you taking a picture of me?" Derek grabbed my phone from my hands and started scrolling through my photos.
"No, give me my phone back!" I tried to take it back but Derek just pushed my back with his foot.
"Oh, fuck, there's a bunch of my pictures... and some other guys. I've never known, you're a little faggot", he started laughing.
"Do you like those muscles?" he flexed his biceps and looked at me, pressing his foot against my growing bulge.
I blushed with embarrassment and jumped up to pick my phone but Derek grabbed me and pulled me close to him, encirlcling my throat with his strong arm.
I gripped his thick forearm struggling to free myself but he was too strong. His hold tightened and I could feel the blood rushing to my head, "No, please! Stop!" I started kicking him.
"No, no, you're not getting away with it. This's just getting more interesting..."
I couldn't stop looking at that guy not far away from our table, while were having some snacks at the beach bar with a glass of cold beer. He was built like a greek god. Tall and very muscular, his body was covered with a decent amount of hair. In addition to that he had a thick beard that added to his manly appearance. His eyes were hidden behind sun glasses but I could feel him looking in our direction. As I peeked at him, I couldn't ignore an obvious bulge in his swimming briefs.
Looking at him, I felt that my own dicklet was also growing harder. I excused myself and went to the toilets around the corner. On my way there I had to pass next to the big guy. Did he looked at me or I just imagined that.
After I relieved myself and was washing my hands, the door opened and somebody entered the toilets. In the mirror I saw the same guy from the restaurant. As the next I heard the sound of key rotating in the lock.
When I turned around, he was standing right in front, "I noticed you peeking at me, boy", he stepped closer leaving just a few inches between us and pressing his chest right into my face.
I tried to step back but there was the sink behind me, closing any way for retreat.
"What do you want?!" my voice sounded much higher than usually.
"Oh, you know what I want. Even more, it's what you want too, little faggot" he easily picked me and threw over his shoulder pulling down my briefs.
"Stop it! Let me go!" I tried to wriggle out but had no success. The big man easily outweighed me by more than hundred pounds and was much stronger.
Instead of getting free I received a firm smack on my ass, followed by another two, "You gonna shut up or I'll make you, understood?"
"Yes..." I whispered.
While holding me with just one hand, the big man pulled down his briefs. He easily manhandled me, making me throw my feet on his shoulders and than lowered me slowly on his hard cock. His thick shaft spread my hole and invaded it. He was slowly pushing me down filling me with his manhood. After my butt touched his pubes, he started moving me up and down on his rod making the inside of my ass burn. With each thrust the pace was getting faster.
Then loads of his warm cum started filling my stomach and flowing down his cock, dripping on the floor. The muscular stud slowly stopped and pulled his cock out of me. Without saying anything he turned me upside down and thrusted his cock into my mouth making me lick it clean.
Afterwards he put me on the floor, let me put my swimming briefs on and kicked me out the door with a final slap on my ass. With his cum still dripping out of my ass I slowly waked towards the table with my friends like nothing happened.
When I came for a massage I was greeted by a tall muscular man. He introduced himself as Amir and shook my hand in a firm grip. I instantly felt intimidated by his masculine presence, when his large hand easily engulfed mine much smaller one.
Towering a head above me he had a presence of a tough and serious man, his forearms were covered in thick dark hair and his biceps were bulging from the t-shirt sleeves. His square jaw was covered with a neatly trimmed beard. Everything in this man's appearance was intimidating, except his eyes and a warm smile. His deep voice was soft and comforting.
Amir told me to undress and get on the table. I expected him to leave the room but he stayed there and stared as I removed my clothes.
"You better take off your underwear, so it stays clean. Here's some clothes to cover yourself," he handed me a clean white linen towel.
I undressed completely under Amir's watchful eye and climbed on the table covering me below the waist with the towel.
Amir opened some bottles with his oils and poured some of them into his hands. He began the massage by slowly drizzling warm oil onto my back, using his hands to spread it evenly across my skin. The scent of lavender filled the air, creating a relaxing atmosphere. His touch was firm yet gentle, as his skilled hands glided smoothly along my muscles, working out the tension and knots. With each stroke, I could feel the stress melting away, replaced by a soothing sense of calm.
By slowly moving down my back, Amir removed the towel exposing my ass and legs. He continued massaging my thighs and calves. With his hands so close to my private parts, shivers run down my back and the blood rushed to my crotch. I felt my dicklet growing hard squeezed between my body and the table and I couldn't help but give out a quite moan of pleasure.
"Everything alright?" Amir asked.
"Yes," I was embarrassed and blushed, hoping he didn't notice my arousal.
Amir gently bent my legs at the knees, allowing him better access to me feet. I felt so petite in his strong hands, as his palm easily covered my entire sole and he started kneading it. Then he gently lowered my leg and moved to the other one.
By the time Amir finished massaging my feet, my dicklet was rock hard and leaking a bit of pre-cum.
Before finishing the massage Amir started doing long, slow strokes all over my body to sooth any remaining tension, making me let out a few more moans. Then he stopped for a moment and leant over to whisper into my ear, "I see, you enjoy it, boy", he slapped both of my ass cheeks one after the other. I raised my head but he put his hand on my neck and pushed me down, "Don't worry, boy. I can see the faggots like you. You react differently to my massage. So relax and enjoy"
I was too scared at that moment to protest. Amir's big hand was still on my neck and I knew he had enough power in his arms to do anything he wanted. I could scream but it would be so humiliating.
From the hole in the table I could see Amir's trousers falling down revealing his massive hairy legs. He than slowly climbed on top of me and I felt his hard shaft pressing against my entrance. I had no idea how big his cock was but from feeling its head against my hole I knew he must've been well endowed.
Amir leant over me and kissed my neck. His hairy chest pressed against my back and he started slowly entering me. I let out a loud moan but massive palm quickly covered my mouth. His other hand slid under me and he raised my body a bit to let his shaft go deeper. Inch after inch he pushed inside of me until the head of his cock reached that spot. Than he pulled his cock out just to thrust it inside again after a moment.
Amir began to fuck me getting faster with each thrust. His weight was pressing on top of me making me feel so weak and powerless. Tears poured down over my cheeks — I had never had somebody as big as Amir inside of me. His cock was easily as thick as a coke can and must've been more than nine inches long. At some point I though was going to pass out but then he stopped. I could feel his shaft pulsating in my ass and then it burst out filling me with his warm cum.
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"Seems like you're the lil' bro, now" Denis, my younger cousin flexed his muscles in front of me and laughed, "Look, you barely reach over my shoulder"
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
Denis picked me up and started raising me up and down, "How much do you weight, bro?! It feels like nothing to me"
"Stop it!" I cried, "Let me down!"
"Remember, you used to tease me, when we were younger? I think it's time to pay you back"
"Don't be so scared, boy. I'm not going to hurt you," Karim slid his finger under my chin and delicately tilted my head up, guiding my gaze upward until our eyes met. In that moment, the whole world seemed to stop and every sound muted except for the pounding of my heart and the sound of our breaths. His eyes were concentrated on me and the corner of his mouth was raised in a slight smirk. "I noticed how submissive you are from the moment, I first met you. It so obvious how you're craving for a Man to take control of you. But you don't have to worry anymore or pretend that it's not true. Now, open your mouth, boy"
I obeyed and Karim spitted into my mouth. He gently pressed my chin up to close my mouth, "Swallow it". In any other situation I would be so disgusted but right now I couldn't even think about disobeying Karim's orders. He looked at me with a satisfied smile and gently patted me on the cheek, "Good boy".
“Boy, I’ve been trying to concentrate on my work and you music keeps distracting me”, my neighbour Chris didn’t seem to be in a good mood. He leant on the door frame with an annoyed look at his face.
"Sorry, I haven't realised it was so loud. I'll turn it down", I looked up at the man towering in front of me. My eyes were drawn to the wet stain on his t-shirt in the area of his armpit.
"Listen, I'm not going to play with you", he stepped into my apartment and walked into the middle of the room, "Get here, boy" he commanded.
I closed the door and walked to my neighbour, stopping in around a step away from him. I was too shy to make eye contact with him, so I just stared at his chest, which was at my eyesight.
"You know, the walls here are very thin," he paused for a moment, "and sometime I can here your videos. I also notice you glancing at me whenever our ways cross somewhere in the building".
My heart started beating a bit faster and I could feel my ears burning. I realised where he was going.
"Believe me, I know boys like you. Small, weak... too shy to look a man in the eyes when he's talking to you...", he grabbed my jaw with his hand and carefully forced my head up, making me look into his eyes. "It's completely normal to be scared, boy. Look at me and look at you... we are not equal. And you know that, don't you?"
I slowly nodded my head, without breaking eye contact with him.
"You see, you realise that. So why pretending to be something else?"
My whole body was shaking and I was about to start crying. Chris saw it and he just smiled.
"I think it would be better, if you were honest with yourself", he continued, "Tell me, what you feel"
"I...", I hesitated for a moment but Chris raised his brows showing me to continue, "I feel so... submissive... I just feel like I should do anything you tell me", I mumbled.
"That's better, boy. You see, there're dominant alpha man like me and there're submissive betas like you. It's just natural... So, I've got some work to do around my apartment and since you have so much free time, you could help me out. Do you want to help me?" he looked at me.
It felt like he was giving me a choice but I knew there was just one correct answer. But what is more important I felt the need to serve him, so timidly I answered "Yes".
"What yes?"
"Yes, I want to help you"
"Good but before we go, there's one condition. Climb on the couch and stand up".
I followed his order. He pulled down my joggers and my briefs. A little smile appeared on his face when he saw me naked.
Chris pulled out something from his pocket and showed me, "You know what this is?" He was holding a small metal chastity cage in his palm.
"Yes," I nodded.
"From now on you will be wearing it when I say so. You have the last possibility to say 'no'. But if you do so, I won't come to you with the same offer again. So, do you want to be mine, boy?"
"Yes, I want to be yours"
Christ closed the cage around my small dicklet and gave me a nice slap on my bare ass. "Now, let's go", and he led me to his apartment.
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"Hey, boy. Are you rushing somewhere?" Chris stopped in an empty college hallway. He was probably the biggest guy at campus. Not only tall and muscular, he was also very handsome. And fuck, if that all wasn't enough, he also had those sexy hairy forearms and a nice beard that added to his already very masculine look.
"Hey, Chris..." I couldn't hide timidness in my voice, "I have another lecture in ten minutes and it's on the other side of campus". Chris and I had a few classes together but I had never had an opportunity to talk to him. Like I would ever try. I wasn't even sure he knew my name.
"I'm sure it can wait," Chris stepper closer to me. "I've seen your profile on one interesting app recently. And it seems like you're a little faggot, isn't it?"
"What?... What do you mean?"
"What I mean? Hahah, let me show you", Chris pushed me into an empty room next door and started undressing me. He ripped off my t-shirt and then pulled down my jeans, together with my briefs. I felt myself exposed to him completely. My body was pressed between him and the wall. His hands started moving over my body, sending shiver down my spine.
Then with one hand he undid his belt and pulled off his trousers, revealing a thick shaft hanging between his thighs. He grabbed my armpits and picked me up, so that our eyes were on the same level now.
"I fucking love little pussy boys like you," he started kissing me, while his hard cock was rubbing agains my ass. I let out a moan of satisfaction. Then Chris grabbed his shaft and started directing it against my entrance.
"Wait..." I broke our kiss.
"What?!"
"I... I haven't... kinda taken it before" I replied with a trembling voice.
"You haven't been fucked before?!" Chris laughed.
I just shook my head.
"Don't worry, it will hurt just a bit" he smirked and started pushing his way into me.
"Ahh, no please," I struggled to push him away, "it hurts".
"Don't worry", Christ pressed me against the wall and started kissing me again, while pressing his shaft deeper into me. Feeling dominated in both ways I still tried to fight but I was powerless against him. He was just pushing further stretching my hole around his dick. Then when it felt like he was about to push through my stomach he raised me up, pulling his cock completely out of me. For a moment I felt so empty but then he thrusted back in. That's when I felt the agony filling me. Jumping on his shaft I was feeling so powerless. I tried to touch my own dicklet but Christ stopped me and instead laid me down on a table and pinned my hands above my head. He leant over me putting his massive chest at my face. His body was emitting warmth and strong manly aroma that made me even more horny.
His cock was pulsating inside of me, ready to burst with every moment. Drops of his sweat were falling down on my face and body, covering me with his odor. I moaned with each thrust and then... he burst. I felt his warm cream filling my ass and flowing out of it. I felt so full...
"Hey, boy. Are you rushing somewhere?" Chris stopped in an empty college hallway. He was probably the biggest guy at campus. Not only tall and muscular, he was also very handsome. And fuck, if that all wasn't enough, he also had those sexy hairy forearms and a nice beard that added to his already very masculine look.
"Hey, Chris..." I couldn't hide timidness in my voice, "I have another lecture in ten minutes and it's on the other side of campus". Chris and I had a few classes together but I had never had an opportunity to talk to him. Like I would ever try. I wasn't even sure he knew my name.
"I'm sure it can wait," Chris stepper closer to me. "I've seen your profile on one interesting app recently. And it seems like you're a little faggot, isn't it?"
"What?... What do you mean?"
"What I mean? Hahah, let me show you", Chris pushed me into an empty room next door and started undressing me. He ripped off my t-shirt and then pulled down my jeans, together with my briefs. I felt myself exposed to him completely. My body was pressed between him and the wall. His hands started moving over my body, sending shiver down my spine.
Then with one hand he undid his belt and pulled off his trousers, revealing a thick shaft hanging between his thighs. He grabbed my armpits and picked me up, so that our eyes were on the same level now.
"I fucking love little pussy boys like you," he started kissing me, while his hard cock was rubbing agains my ass. I let out a moan of satisfaction. Then Chris grabbed his shaft and started directing it against my entrance.
"Wait..." I broke our kiss.
"What?!"
"I... I haven't... kinda taken it before" I replied with a trembling voice.
"You haven't been fucked before?!" Chris laughed.
I just shook my head.
"Don't worry, it will hurt just a bit" he smirked and started pushing his way into me.
"Ahh, no please," I struggled to push him away, "it hurts".
"Don't worry", Christ pressed me against the wall and started kissing me again, while pressing his shaft deeper into me. Feeling dominated in both ways I still tried to fight but I was powerless against him. He was just pushing further stretching my hole around his dick. Then when it felt like he was about to push through my stomach he raised me up, pulling his cock completely out of me. For a moment I felt so empty but then he thrusted back in. That's when I felt the agony filling me. Jumping on his shaft I was feeling so powerless. I tried to touch my own dicklet but Christ stopped me and instead laid me down on a table and pinned my hands above my head. He leant over me putting his massive chest at my face. His body was emitting warmth and strong manly aroma that made me even more horny.
His cock was pulsating inside of me, ready to burst with every moment. Drops of his sweat were falling down on my face and body, covering me with his odor. I moaned with each thrust and then... he burst. I felt his warm cream filling my ass and flowing out of it. I felt so full...
It was summer after my first year of college. My parents went for a holiday to Italy and I was left home alone with my older sister who was still living with parents. One day I went partying with my friends and got home just around 3 am.
When I got inside I heard the sound of kitchen utensils and saw a soft light in the corridor. I followed that sound and saw a massive half-naked guy preparing some food in the kitchen.
"What the fuck?! Who are you?" being caught in shock my voice sounded higher than usually.
The guy put the pan on the counter and slowly turned to me, "You must Max... " He made a step in my direction. He was huge. Towering over me he must've been around 6'6" or taller and probably twice as broad as me. His massive chest as well as his stomach and forearms were covered in a thick layer of dark hair. He also had a decent beard and moustache which combined with his muscular frame gave him an intimidating appearance.
I nodded with my head unable to say a word. I remembered Jessica was talking about her new boyfriend Derek coming to visit her. But I hadn't had an opportunity to meet him before.
"You know how worried Jessica was because you hadn't been answering her calls?" he made another step towards me.
"My battery died and we were in the city..." I tried to explain but Derek interrupted me by putting his large hand on my throat.
"I don't need your excuses. Your behaviour was wrong and you need to be punished for that" his voice was calm and commanding.
I used a moment and pushed me out of Derek's grip. "Punished?! What the fuck are you talking about?!" I shouted at him. I made a few steps back, "Who the fuck said, you can command around my house?"
"Well..." Derek continued in his calm voice, stepping closer and cornering me between the wall and the fridge, "First, it's not your house and since you parents left your sister in charge, I as her boyfriend should help her keep an eye on you", he made a pause putting his hand again on my throat but now pinning me against the wall. "Second," he raised his free arm and flexed his bicep, "considering I'm more than twice your size there's barely anything you could do to protest", he smirked and pushed my face into his hairy armpit.
Derek started rubbing my face against his wet hair bush. The strong odor of his body mixed with his sweat filled my nostrils sending a strange sensation throughout my body. I struggled to get free but he was just too strong.
"How did you like it?" he asked after pulling my head out.
"Stop it! Let me go!" I cried trying to get free.
Derek put his hand on my mouth, "Shut up. Or you're gonna wake Jessica". With his hand holding my mouth shut, he pressed me agains his body and as the next he stuffed a smelly sock into my mouth. He then pulled a tape from the kitchen drawer and wrapped it around my mouth. "Now, it's better"
Without waisting time, Derek unbuckled my belt and pulled it out. Then he removed my pants and underwear, leaving me completely naked down there.
I couldn't believe it was all happening in the real life. I had never felt so embarrassed before. And my rock hard little dicklet wasn't making this situation any better.
"Oh, seems like somebody is excited to be humiliated", Derek laughed and sat down on the chair, laying me over his lap with my ass looking up. Slap! He smacked his hand on my bare ass, "You're gonna learn your lesson".
In another moment I felt another slap on my ass. This time it was different. I couldn't see but I realised that he must've been using my own belt that he took from me a few minutes ago. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! A few drops formed in the corners of my eyes. I wanted to cry but I couldn't because of my mouth being gagged with Derek's sock.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Each smack was harder than the previous one. My ass was burning with pain and I couldn't do anything. I was at Derek's complete mercy. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Tears filled my eyes and were flowing down my face. SLAP!... SLAP!... SLAP!... He got slower but it was only worse. My cock was squeezed between my body and Derek's leg rubbing agains the fabric of his pants. With each slap and light rub of the head of my dicklet I felt sensation building up...
SLAP! SLAP!... No, I couldn't hold it anymore... Another slap... and my cock burst. It felt so good...
"What the fuck you did, faggot?!" Derek raised me up looking at my stick juice covering his pants. "You're so disgusting", he laid me back and gave me another set of spanking. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!... SMACK!...
The last one Derek made with his hand and gave me a firm squeeze after that. "I think it's enough for today". He raised me up and made me stand in front of him... I could barely do that — I was so exhausted.
Derek pulled his pants off and threw them into my hands. Then he stood up. His black trunks were stretched over a thick shaft. He went to the pan where he was preparing his mid-night snack and started eating it, "Go to bed, faggot! And don't forget to wash my pants tomorrow"
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"What are you staring at, boy? Never seen a muscular man like me?"
"No... I'm sorry, Sir... I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable". It was always uneasy for me to visit saunas in Germany. They usually don't wear any clothes there, so it had always been a little bit strange for me.
"Hahah, make me feel uncomfortable? You?" he chuckled. "Don't think it will happen..." He raised his arm and flexed his bicep. Then he looked back at me with a smirk. "You like it, don't you?" he asked looking deeply into my eyes.
I didn't know what to reply. But without waiting for my answer he moved his gaze down on my stiffening dicklet.
"It seems like 'yes'", he smirked and patted his massive thigh, "Get here, boy".
I hesitated for a moment but I couldn't stand against my lust. So I stood up and did as he said. As I sat on his right leg, he placed his massive hand on my shoulder, holding me in place.
"Don't be afraid, touch it", he moved his flexed arm closer to me.
The feeling of placing my small hand on his huge bicep was overwhelming. I had never touched such a big man before and a rush of sensation coursed through my body. His arm was firm and unyielding beneath my delicate touch, making me aware of the raw power contained within it. My fingers barely spanned a fraction of the circumference of his bicep, emphasizing the vast difference in size between us. I felt so small and insignificant in his presence.
"It's so big... and hard", I caressed the massive arm with my both hands. It didn't even budged when I tried to squeeze it. Then I slowly leaned closer to it and kissed the bicep. It smelled so good. A strong natural manly odor mixed with a salty scent of his sweat after a hard workout.
Without waiting, the man raised his left arm, revealing his wet hairy armpit, pushed using his right hand pushed my face directly into it. The even stronger aroma his my nose. I didn't resist, instead I started licking the salty sweat from his armpit.
His left hand then enveloped around my head putting me into a headlock. He wasn't squeezing too hard, just enough to show his power and keep me in place.
“You love it, boy, don’t you?” with my head wrapped by his warm massive arm, his free big hand touched my thigh and started moving upwards. Sensation from his rough calloused palm rubbing against my soft skin sent shivers down my spine. He caressed my torso and then lowered his hand to my crotch.
I had never had other man touching my private parts. His big hand wrapped around my cock and balls, and he squeezed them, forcing a loud moan out of me.
He let me out of the headlock and looked me deep into the eyes, "You can do all you want".
I timidly put my hands on his massive pecs. They were warm and felt like two huge pillows. At the same moment the giant flexed them and they got rock hard. I was fascinated by the power that was hidden in that body. I then looked down to his crotch. The meaty shaft was much bigger than mine little dicklet. Not even hard it must've been around 6 inches long and almost as thick as a cola can.
Without saying a word, the muscular man took my hand and placed it on his cock. I looked up at him — he was smiling.
I started to slowly move my hand up and down his massive member. It was getting harder and bigger. I had to use both my hands to make it easier. As I was getting faster his grip around my own crotch also got tighter. Focused on the huge cock that must've already been around 9 inches long, I was ignoring everything around me. Then the giant strained his whole body and the first load of his cum shot directly into my face.
As other powerfull shots were unloading on the massive guy's chest and belly, a strong hand squeezed my crotch tightly, making me give another loud moan and cum right into his palm. He then raised his hand to my mouth and let me lick my own cum. As the next, I was ordered to lick his torso clean.
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Daniel caught me following him into the barn, “Hey, what are you doing here?”
“I’m… mhm”, I couldn’t explain why I followed him here. Daniel married our neighbours’ daughter a few months ago and they got to run their part of the farm alone.
From the first day I got to know Dan I got a huge crash on him. There was something special in him. It wasn’t only about his physical attractiveness. Indeed, he was around 6’4” and massively muscular but there was also that perfect mix of masculinity and gentleness.
Daniel stepped closer to me and put his hand on my neck. His touch sent shivers down my spine.
“You know it’s not nice to spy on other people?” he stared into my eyes.
“I’m sorry”, I looked down.
“You should be punished for that”, a small smirk appeared on his face. “Do you agree?”
“Yes”, I nodded, unaware of what to expect.
“That’s good that you realise that”, he led me to a wooden bench on an opposite side of the barn. He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. Then followed my underwear. In a bare moment I was standing half-naked in front of another man with my little dicklet all hard from excitement.
Daniel pulled out his thick leather belt from his jeans and forced me on his laps. I lay down on his massive thighs with my naked butt up, all exposed to him. Dan didn’t make me wait a lot and a first firm smack landed on my ass. I squeaked from an unexpected pain.
“Don’t whine, boy”, his voice was calm and soothing.
He gave me another four slaps with his belt. Each one of them hurt more than the previous. A few tear drops appeared in the courners of my eyes but I didn’t whine. It felt so humiliating but at the same time quite stimulating. My dicklet got even harder from rubbing against the rough surface of Dan’s jeans.
Without warning Dan raised me in his hands and threw over his shoulder. He carried me to the stack of hay bales covered with a blanket and threw me on it.
In a smooth move he lowered his jeans down revealing a fat shaft dangling between his thighs. It wasn’t even hard yet but it was around 6 inches long.
Daniel leaned over me and spread my legs wide putting them on his shoulders. The head of his cock rubbed against my entrance and his hand landen on my chest putting me in place. Then he started slowly pressing into me. My hole stretched over his manhood and I let out a weak moan.
His cock was moving deeper into me. It hurt and I wanted to cry. But at the same time there was some sensation feeling my body. Dan leaned closer to me and then I felt my butt cheeks hitting his warm body. He was all inside of me.
Dan’s lips met mine in a passionate kiss. He moved his hips back, pulling his cock out of me and then thrusted back inside. Then again out and back inside. He was moving slowly sending shivers through my whole body. At the same time Dan’s tongue was dominating my mouth and his beard was scratching my smooth cheeks.
I couldn’t stop caressing his body. His muscles felt like they were carved out of marble. Strong natural masculine aroma was filling my nose.
Dan was his hips faster and each thrust inside forced another inner moan from me. My own little cock twitched for a moment and let out a few drops of cum that landed on my t-shirt. Dan didn’t even notice that, he was moving faster… and faster… and then the last thrust.
Dan plopped down on me with his whole mass while his massive shaft spasmed inside of me shooting load after load. Squeezed under warm heavy body I felt so fragile and so used. Sticky cum was flowing out of my ass while my whole body was covered in my neighbour’s sweat.
Now he owned me.
Man whom we all adore 😍 But still it’s noy as good as real version. He just has something in him
