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“Good boy! Now, down on your knees!”, I handed Alex a can of beer and kneeled in front of him. He was only a freshman at college and I was a senior but that didn’t stop him from taking charge of me.

He gulped the beer and squeezed the can before throwing it down on the earth. “Don’t forget to pick it up afterwards”, he commanded while spreading his legs wide to reveal a bulge in his shorts. “Get closer, boy!”

I crawled inbetween his massive thighs without taking my look away from his smooth six-pack. I already knew what to do, so I kissed the inner side of his thigh without hesitation.

“Hahaha! Good little bitch!”, Alex slid his hand over the side of my face and then made me look up into his eyes by pointing my chin up by the side of his index finger. “What should you say now?”

“You’re so much better than me, sir. Would you, please, let me worship your marvellous body?”

“Haha, go on, fag!” I raised my hands and laid them over Alex’ meaty pecs, while he bounced them. I caressed his chest and then went up to his broad shoulders. He hit a double biceps pose for me and I continued worshipping his hard guns.

I then went down to his abs. I started kissing and licking it, while getting lower. I reached his shorts and stopped waiting for his approval to go on.

Alex just laid his hand at my shoulder allowing me to continue, so I slowly slipped his shorts down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear under the shorts, so I could enjoy his nice uncut 7 inches long cock. It wasn’t even completely hard yet, but it was already bigger than mine small dicklet, and it was as thick as a beer can.

Alex put his hands behind his head and leaned back, leatting me handle his manhood alone. I started with kissing the nice purple head of it. I stick out my tongue and went on with licking the head of his cock and then slowly taking it into my mouth. By that time his cock had already grew up to 9 inches and got a little thicker.

I started blowing on it and taking it deeper into my mouth but I was barely able to take a half of. That’s when Alex grabbed my head with both his hands and started thrusting his cock deep down my throat making me gag on it.

After around ten minutes of facefucking me, he pulled his cock out and aimed at my face. I felt around a dozen of hot shots hitting my face. He then wiped the rest of cum from his cock with my t-shirt and patted me on the cheek.

“Good fag! Now get up and bring me another beer”

“You will be here in 10 minutes, fag! So I could punish you. Don’t make me wait!”

I would beg you, Sir, to beat and dominate me. I just want to feel how powerless I’m against you

“Yes, Sir. You’re right. I’m so pathetic next to you”, I tried to flex my arm but he just laughed into my face.

“Grab it and try to squeeze”, I did as he said. Straining my hands over his huge peak I was barely able to bring the tips of the fingers on both of my hands together. I tried to squeeze his rock hard bicep without any success.

As the next he cupped my head from behind and pushed my face to his bicep — “Kiss it, fag!”

I kissed his upperarm and stick my tongue out to lick on it. His salty sweat gave me the taste of a real Man, which I will never be.

“I’m on my way home. Get naked and wait for me on the bed with your ass up in the air”, Matt sent me a message with his photo.

I knew I still had around fifteen minutes until he would come home, so I continued working on my work report that was due tomorrow, while checking the front yard through the window.

When I heart Matt’s car getting into the driveway, I closed my laptop, quickly pulled all my clothes off and run into the bedroom, where I jumped on the bed and assumed the position Matt wanted.

At the same moment I heart how the front door opened and in a moment Matt was already in the bedroom. Instead of getting to me, he went to the commode and took something from the drawer.

I didn’t dare to turn my head, instead I just silently looked at the headboard in front of me. Matt got closer to the bed and put his big warm hand on my butt.

“You thought you’re clever”, he squeezed my ass. “I told you clearly, get on the bed and wait for me. Not do some stupid stuff and get on the bed only when I come home”

“I’m so…”, I wanted to apologise but instead I felt a firm smack of leather belt on my ass with another three following directly after it. I only squeaked and felt how tears dropped down from my eyes.

“What were you saying, fag?”

“I’m sorry, sir”, he slapped me again. Then he thrown his phone on the bed in front of me with the messager app open, “When did I write you to get ready?”

I looked on the screen and whispered, “18 minutes ago”

“What?!”, his belt landed on my ass again.

“18 minutes ago, Sir”, I answered louder.

“Good. Now, you’re gonna get a slap on your ass for each minute you disobeyed my order”

Next few minutes I spent sobbing and moaning while getting my punishment. After the 18th smack my ass was burning as crazy but I got relieved when I heart Matt throwing his belt on the floor.

But in a moment he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer, “I still didn’t get what I wanted”. After those words he thrusted his cock into my hole and started fucking me roughly.

New Man of the House

My two weeks business trip to Australia ended two days earlier, so I decided to surprise my wife. I planned to leave my luggage at home and then go for groceries to make a nice dinner for Janet. I entered the house and shoved my suitcase to the corner. Slowly I closed the door and went to the kitchen.

“I didn’t know you were coming home earlier today”, a deep manly voice came from the living room making me wince. I turned around to see a man coming from the living room. He stopped and leaned on the wall.

“Who the hell are you?” I asked with my voice cracking. The man was huge and he was wearing only a pair of gray gym shorts.

“Oh, you must be Janet’s husband. Weren’t you supposed to be on the trip in Australia?”, he stared at me with a smile on his face.

I glanced over his body. The guy must’ve been around 6’5” cause I barely reached over his shoulders with my pretty average height of 5’8”. And he was twice as wide as I was. He had huge veiny arms, boulder shoulders, a meaty chest and defined six-pack. I felt the familiar sense of intimidation that always haunted me when I compared myself to bigger men. Thick stubble was covering the guy’s face — I’d never been able to grow some facial hair.

I straightened my back and tried to regain my composure. “Y...yes, I’m Tim. And who are you? And w… why are you in my house?”

“I’m Matt. And I’m kinda like sleeping with you wife, while you’re away”, stepped to me and put out his big hand to shake with me. I automatically stepped back and bumped into a wall. “Are… are you joking? You tell me, my wife has been cheating on me, and then you want to shake hands with me?” I was trying to sound confident but my voice was betraying me. “And you still have the arrogance to… to stay in my house?” I was almost screaming in a high-pitched voice. “Get… get out of my house!”

I had barely finished my sentence, when Matt my neck and pressed me against the wall. His hand was so big that it easily encircled my small neck. “I won’t let some runt to talk to me in such a manner”. I grabbed his huge forearm with my hands and tried to push it away but he was too strong for me. I felt how his hand squeezed around my neck and my feet started dangling in the air. He easily lifted me up with his single hand and now my eyes were on the same level as his.

“Do you have any problems with me fucking you wife?”, he said that with his face just a few inches away from mine. I wasn’t able to say anything and was just looking at Matt with fear in my eyes. I was at his complete mercy.

“That’s your fault, Timmy. You’re too pathetic to satisfy her. I don’t even understand why she would marry such a wimp as you?” He released me and I fell to the floor.

“Stand up!” he commanded and I followed his order. Matt ripped my shirt apart and threw it away. He collared me around the neck with his huge hand and led me over to the big mirror.

I look at the reflection. I looked like a boy next to Matt’s powerful, muscular physique. I stared in the mirror at Matt’s bulging pectorals, his thick veiny biceps, massive veiny forearms and washboard abs. I felt completely intimidated by his presence. “You see, why Janet needs me. You’re not a man enough to satisfy her. You’re so small and weak, Timmy”.

What Matt said gave me a shiver of fear and jealousy… And I knew he was referring to more than my physique. Then he turned to me and laid his hand on my tiny shoulder. “Timmy, let us have a man-to-man talk… or better to say man-to-boy talk”, he smirked. “Girls want a confident and dominant Man who can protect them, not a puny submissive boy. Look at me”, he raised his left arm and flexed it slowly, bringing his huge bicep into a massive head.

I stared at his arm with awe and fear. “Go ahead, boy, feel it!”, he commanded with a voice that didn’t allow for any argument. I put both of my small hands on Matt’s huge bicep and felt its hardness. “It’s awesome”, I said instinctively and continued running my hands over Matt’s arm. It was so big I wasn’t even able to enclose my hands together.

“You like that, huh?” Matt said proudly. “Maybe women aren’t your bag…” I didn’t answer anything. But I thought about that. I had always been very insecure about myself. And whenever I was on the beach or at the pool I really enjoyed examining the bigger guys’ bodies. I had always thought I was just jealous about them and just wanted to have the same body. But maybe Matt was right? Maybe I was really attracted to them? No, that’s so stupid — I like girls. At that moment I realized my fingers were still stroking over Matt’s muscular arm.

Without a word Leo wrapped his big arm around my slim waist and lifted me up. He then carried me to the bathroom. There he placed me on the feet in front of him, grabbed my head from behind and pushed it into his hairy armpit. “Lick it, boy!” At that moment I realized a feeling of vulnerability and helplessness and I wanted to please that man.

Matt pulled my head from his pit and looked me directly into the eyes. He leaned to me, bringing his lips closer to my mouth. I tried to push him away but he just turned and pressed me against the wall. I was completely in his power. Matt’s big lips covered my small mouth as he kissed me roughly while I was still struggling to get free. The roughness of his stubbly face hurt my smooth-shaven face but that also brought me the sense of Matt’s overpowering masculinity and my vulnerability.At that moment I realized I didn’t have to struggle to play masculine role… like I did it with Janet. I could just relax and let Matt be the man.

Finally, Matt straightened up, still holding the back of my head. He then pressed my face in between his huge pecs. I kissed and licked his strong chest, when Matt flexed it and started rubbing my face against it. I couldn’t believe how strong his pecs were. My hands ran over his huge lats to his back. tried to squeeze his muscles but they all were rock hard.

“Very well, boy. You’re doing just fine. And it seems so natural for you to worship a big muscular man”, Matt laughed and let me go. “Now, strip!”

“What? No!” I stepped back while my mind got clearer for a moment. “Sorry, but that’s…”, I didn’t finish the sentence when I saw how Matt clenched his fist and rubbed it against my bare smooth stomach. The threat of the size and power of Matt’s fist terrified me…

“Strip! NOW!”, he said angrily. “And don’t make me repeat it again, Timmy”. I quickly kicked off my loafers, unbuckled the belt and pulled my pants down. Just now I realised that all that time my cock was already fully erect at it’s 5.5 inches and my brief had a few stains of precum. “That’s better, boy”, he looked down on my briefs. “You seem to be excited”. I tried to cover my bulge with my hands. He leaned over me and patted me on the cheek. “Now, let’s have a look what you have there”, he reached down to my briefs and ripped them off me.

Now, I was standing entirely nude in front of that muscle god. I felt a wild surge of erotic fear and pleasure as I glanced in the mirror and saw us standing next to each other. “Oh, shit, you’re so big”, I gasped with admiration.

“That’s right! You should admire my masculinity. Look, your thighs are smaller than my biceps“, he leaned down and flexed his huge arm next to my thighs. Then he pulled his own shorts down. “That’s how many legs should look like! Touch them!” I obeyed his order. My fingers stroked over his veiny thighs. While still caressing his legs with my one hand, I reached down to my dicklet with the other one. At that moment Matt shoved me back making me fall on the floor. “You’re not gonna touch your small dicklet unless I tell you so, understand?” I nodded “Yes, sorry” and lowered my eyes looking at his feet.

“Good boy. But you call me sir, now”

“Yes, Sir”, I answered while still sitting on the floor.

“Now, on your knees, faggot!” I stood on my knees and my face was just a few inches away from his crotch. “Pull them down!” I reached for his briefs and slowly pulled them down. I exposed his 7-inch-long semi-hard cock dangling between his massive thighs.

Matt grabbed his cock and slapped it over my face a few times making him grow to 9 inches. Then pressed it against my mouth, “Open your mouth, fag!”. I opened and felt how his huge cock stretched my lips. Matt thrusted it deep down my throat making my choke.

He began moving his ass and hips swinging his cock from side to side, tossing me like a doll. I could feel the veins on his huge manhood throbbing inside my mouth. It grew even bigger and must’ve been around 10.5 inches now and in girth as big as mine wrist. I enjoyed that feeling of humiliation. Suddenly, Matt pulled his cock out of my mouth and burst aiming on my face. After 10 hard shots my face was completely covered in his warm cum that was dropping down on my chest.

Matt laughed looking at me. “Now, who is my little bitch, Timmy?”

“I am, Sir. I am you little bitch and you’re my Master. And I love it to be owned and used by you, Sir”

“Good boy. Now, I’m gonna have a quick shower and you go prepare a nice dinner, Janet’s gonna be home soon”, he turned around and stepped into the shower. “Oh, and as soon as you’re ready with dinner, move your staff from the master bedroom to the guest room”.

“Yes, Sir”, I stood up and left the bathroom leaving my master alone.

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