Look, I Can Also Flex My Bicep, Too, I Told To My Younger Brother Ryan.

“Look, I can also flex my bicep, too”, I told to my younger brother Ryan.

“Yeah, sure”, I heard mockery in his voice. He didn’t even look at me. “You can flex as much you want but I’m the big bro now”, Ryan put his massive arm around my neck and pulled me closer to him, “Now, smile. It’s gonna be a nice picture,… lil bro”

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A chubby faggot owned part 1.

I was scrolling through Grinder. When suddenly a hot muscular dude in red boxing gloves sent a message to me. I can see from his profile that he is a 6 feet 1 tall 220lbs muscular Alpha. His profile leaks alpha superiority. His name was Jason. I clicked open the message and read it.

Jason- “Hey boy. You have a cute chubby body and face. Wanna come over and get dominated by an alpha master? I will enjoy beating the crap outta of you.”

Me- “Hey sir, thank you for the compliment. Yeah that sounds absolutely awesome sir.”

Jason- “Good boy. Come on over now. I can’t wait to see you and dominate you. You must be an awesome fag.”

After I got the address, I drove over to the sir’s house. As I was driving, I began fantasizing about the moves Jason is going to do me. How he is going to beat me hard before humiliating me. My little 4-inch dicklet began to get hard as I was thinking about the fantasies. When I arrived at the master’s house. I froze a bit, he has a giant house. Basically a mansion. I thought to myself he must fucking rich. After, thinking for a bit I got out of my car and went to the front door. Where I ringed the bell waiting for the master to open the door.

The master open the door very quickly after I rang the bell.

Jason- “Come on in fag. I have waited a long time for you.”

The master closed the door after I walked in. When he closed he ordered, “ Take all of your clothes off boy. Let me see your cute chubby body.” I immediately do as I ordered. Taking off my blue Nike t-shirts, before taking off my black Nike pants and socks. The master said, “Good job boy. You look pretty short compared to me. How tall are you boy?” I then answered, “I am 5 feet 6 sir.” Looking up toward the master’s 6 feet 3 tall body. The master then said, “wow boy that is pretty short compared to me. Now let’s get in the ring boy. I can’t wait to knock you around.” After he finished talking, he began walking toward the basement where the ring is. I followed him down the stairs and into the basements. As we were walking I can’t help but stare at the master’s hot naked body.

After both me and the master got into the basement. The master put on his boxing gloves and hand me mine as well. “Put these gloves on boy.” He said. I took the gloves from him when he handed them to me and put them on. As I was putting my gloves on the master already got into the ring. After I finished putting on my gloves, the master ordered, “get in the ring now boy.” I followed the order and got into the ring. I am nervous to how hard would the master beat me. But nevertheless, I am still excited. My master is standing in the corner across from the corner I am standing in. His arm raised up ready to go. I raised my arm as well.

Once the both of us were ready to go. The master moved in and began to circle me. Before I can do anything or react he quickly pops four hard jabs into my chubby belly, making me grunt in pain. As I dropped my arm to place on my hurt belly, the master quickly hit me in the chin with a hard hook dazing me hard, as some spit came out. It also made to fall back a little bit as I am dazed. The master snickered a bit and said, “wow I thought you were a weak fag. I never thought you can’t even take punches.” As I am barely standing from being so badly dazed by the master’s hook, the master moved in for another hook to my chin. Dazing me even more as I slumped back even further. My back against the ropes. “You really are a weak pathetic fag aren’t you. Well that just make it even better. I can use you as my punching bag and hurt you hard.” The master knows that I do not stand a chance against him and he used that against me. As I am against the ropes, the master used this a chance to beat me hard. He moved in and began hitting my chin hard with hooks after hooks making me spit and groan in pain each time before at about the 5 th hook, where I fell hard onto the ring completely unconscious. As my chin is red from the master ms punishment.

As I was down on the ring knocked out, the master began thinking about how he can continue to punish me and hurt me. He got a good idea. As I was still unconscious, the master dragged my limp body off the ring and back into a sitting position where my back is against the ropes. He then tied my arms around the ropes not letting my fight back. After he had the ideal set up, he began to slap me in the chin to wake me up. After a few slaps, I woke up. My vision is blurry as my head hurts from the multiple hooks it just took. It did not take long for me realize my arms are tied up and that I am going to be the master’s punching bag.

Once the master saw that I worked up, he said “Enjoy this beating fag. It is going to be fun.” Next thing I know, a huge sharp pain began to appear in my gut as I want to vomit. My master is working my chubby gut over hard slamming his fist deep into my gut over and over and over again. Making me scream in pain as my belly began to turn red. The master said, “ this is what fags get. They get worked over by alphas like me.” I tried to speak to my master but it hurts too much as my gut is worked over hard. The master continued to worked over my chubby gut until it was completely red. Then, he dug his fist deep into my beaten gut to make me scream in pain. After, he let me rest for a little bit before he continues with my beating.

After I rested for a little bit, the master began to punch me hard in the face with jabs. Jabs after jabs, the master’s fist landing on my soft chubby face making me groan in pain, as my face started to bloody up. My master laughs sadistically as my face gets worked over. The master continued to work over my face until my nose broke splattering blood and my eyes are so swollen that it is unrecognizable. He had beaten my face into a bloody pulp. I know as well that I can do nothing. Once the master was done beating my face into a bloody pulp. He hits me hard in the chin again with an uppercut, knocking me out instantly. As I am still tied to the ropes.

As I was unconscious, the master began to untie me from the ropes. Once he untied me from the ropes my limp body fell flat down onto the ring. My bloody face tainting the ring. The master grabbed me and turned me over my belly now facing up. He looks and admired the work that he had done on me, how badly he has beaten me. Now he is going to humiliate me and owns me. He slapped me hard in the face multiple times to wake me up. After the fifth or sixth slaps, I woke up. My face is burning in pain, I can’t really see as my eyes are extremely swollen. The master said, “You are now my slave fag. You will do everything I tell you to do. You have no right to refuse. You understand fag?” I answered, “yes sir.” The master then said, “Good fag. Now, lick and smell these size 11 feet.” He pressed his left foot down onto my face as I am lying flat on the ring. The master’s foot is huge and sweaty. It is also very stinky. I wanted to vomit when I smelled the master’s stinky feet, but as his fag it is my duty to do so. I began to smell deeper and deeper by taking deep breaths when smelling to take in the manly scent of the master’s left foot. “How does it smell fag?” The master asked. “It smells awesome sir.” I said. The master told me to take another deep sniff of his alpha feet, and I did. But, then the master ordered, “ now lick my foot fag.” I followed the master’s order and began licking his left foot. I began licking the master’s foot at the heel. My tongue slowly moves up the master’s foot, taking in all the sweat and dirt. The master’s foot tastes awesome. I really enjoy licking the master’s foot. When my tongue reached the master’s toes instead of licking his toes I began to suck on them. Again taking in all the sweat and dirt. After, I finished licking and smelling the master’s left foot. The master said, “good job fag now it is time for the right foot.” Right after he finished talking he pressed his right foot onto my face and the process repeated. Now, the master’s feet are completely wet from the good licking I had just given them. 

The master then said, “good job fag. You have done a good job.” The master proceeded to take his foot off my face before grabbing and holding me inside his arm. He then walked out with me inside his hug. We went into his room where he threw me onto the bed. My naked chubby body is on top of the master’s giant bed. But then, I feel a huge man on top of me. My master had just jumped into the bed and on top of me. His two hundred thirty pounds body was on top of me squishing me a bit. As he was squishing me down a bit I began moaning. The master then said, “You weak fucking faggot you can’t even take the weight of my body on top of you. You are so damn weak.” I tried to respond, but the master’s weight is squishing me deep into the mattress and muffling me. As I was squished into the mattress I also began to struggle to breathe, the master is putting an enormous amount of pressure on my lungs. The master continued to squash me until I was almost out cold. After the master almost squashed me out cold, he said, “You are going to enjoy this fag.” Right after the master finished talking he stuck his hard 10-inch dick right into my tight hole and began pounding on my ass hard. The master is making me moan loudly as my ass gets pounded hard. It did not take long for a load to shoot out of my tiny dicklet as the master shot his load inside my ass. I am moaning from the orgasm. The master let me rest and calm down for a little bit. Once I calmed down from the intense orgasm, the master said, “You weak fag, you are now mine. You are going to be used by some many strong alphas. You are going to get beaten, squashed, humiliated, and just used by men that are stronger than you. I went easy on you some men aren’t going to.” “Ok sir. I know.” I said. Then, both I and the master took a bath together before going to bed and sleeping with each other. 

The end of part 1.

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"You liked it fag?" Riyan asked after rubbing my face against his strong hairy abs. He was all soaked in sweat after his training and now I had his masculine scent all over my face.

"Yes, Sir"

"Haha, good boy," — he patted me on the cheek — "now, pull those trunks down".

I looked on a bulge in his trunks. The thin fabric lay tightly over that big shaft of his. I slowly pulled his trunks down and his massive cock jumped up and slammed against his hairy sixpack.

Still holding my hair with one hand, he reached down with his other free one and grabbed the base of his tool. He then thrusted it down my throat making me choke on it. "Take it all, boy". His member was almost as thick as can of cola and must've been good eight inches long. Riyan started moving it in and out of my mouth and it was growing even longer.

I reached down to my own aching dicklet and wanted to jerk it, when Riyan pulled his prick out of my mouth and a firm smack landed on my cheek. "You don't touch your little clit," — he waited for me to obediently shake my head, — "Hands on the back of your head!". I did as I was told and Riyan put his big paw atop of my both hands, so I couldn't move them, and continued face fucking me.

My face was touching Riyan's powerful abs every time he shoved his now ten-inch long cock deep into my throat. He was moving faster and faster now and finally made the last strong thrust and relaxed. Riyans cock spurted a few loads one by one directly into my mouth. Then Master pulled his cock out and let a few last shots of his cum land all over my face, hair, and t-shirt. "Good boy", a smirked formed in the edge of his mouth and he let me lick his member clean. Then Riyan turned around and went to the shower room leaving me in the middle of the gym's locker room all covered in his cum.

That’s nice that you’ve agreed to give me your car. I’ll give it back tomorrow… maybe. Haha, why would even a fag like you need such a good car?

Anyway, I’m gonna take your wife for a dinner and then I’ll fuck her in your bed. And you’re gonna stay in the office doing my job. Haha, you’re so pathetic.

And don’t forget, tomorrow I’m gonna check all the work you’ve done. So, you better make it well… boss. Hahah!

The Arab Roommate

Hey roomie. Um, I got some bad news. I don’t have rent money this month. But I think I know how we can work something out. I’ve seen how you look at me from time to time. And like now, when I’ve just gotten back from the gym. I swear I can hear you inhaling big time. So tell me, are you a faggot? Ah, so you are a faggot. That’s good to know. Kneel in front of me and kiss my shoes. All this time you’ve been perving over me haven’t you loser? Well, I’m done paying rent to you. From now on you’ll be paying me to live here! You are also going to start worshiping this body like I now know you want to. Before you start doing that I need to take a piss. What? You’re thirsty? Really are a nasty faggot aren’t you! Ok, kneel down and open that toilet mouth of yours! Fuck this is gonna be awesome!

The-Muscle-Executive

I woke up next to this hunk. My whole body was in pain and I felt soreness in my ass. No, that can’t be truth. I tried to remember the last night.

I was alone in the bar, sitting at the counter and drinking my beer. Suddenly that guy came to me and started flirting. It wasn’t really flirting, it was more like claiming his territory.

I remember, despite sitting on the tall bar stool this guy was towering over me. A few top buttons of his dark shirt were undone and I was staring at his hairy chest. Then he sat next to me, throwing some other guy from the stool, and wrapped his massive arm around my neck. His name was Gabriel and after a few other drinks he took me to his apartment upstairs.

As soon as closed the door behind us, he made me take off all my close. He then easily picked me up, like I was weighting nothing, and carried me to his bedroom. I remember, how I undressed him and then he took me. Gabriel used me like his toy. I sucked his huge tool and then he fucked me… twice. It was hurting and at the end I remember struggling, trying to get free. But I was helpless against him — he was just too strong.

Suddenly he moved in the sleep — thrown his arm on me and dragged me in his sleepy hug. My face was now pressed directly in his hairy chest and I could feel the warmth and his salty manly musk emitting from his huge body. At this point I was already soaked in his sweat. His half hard cock rubbed against my stomach and I felt a few drops of cum flowing down my own cock.