Lonely big bear's interests

I was leaning against the wall in the 2nd-floor bathroom at my school. It was Friday night so the building was deserted since everybody was in the field to watch the football game. It was almost 15 minutes into the halftime break and Hunter McPherson still wasn’t there.

“He will be here. He always comes.“ Ned – my best friend – who was standing next to me said. “He wouldn’t dare not obeying our command. Just be patient, Evan.” I rolled my eyes. Ned always had a soft spot for that bitch.

I looked at the mirror across from us and saw our reflection. We were slim and pretty short, definitely not athletic at all and both of us wore glasses. We looked like a typical high school nerd.

Moments later, the door swung open, and there he was, Hunter McPherson. He was wearing complete football gear – pads, uniform, helmet and everything – just the way we like it. He was physically superior to both of us. He was tall with muscles bulging everywhere, just like all of the football player in the school.

Hunter was a star quarterback for our school football team. He was so good at football that colleges from all over the country were trying to recruit him. He was charming and charismatic. Girls were obsessed with him and boys were all wanted to be like him. But that’s not the real Hunter. The real Hunter only showed when he was completely alone or in the presence of me and Ned.

Without wasting any time, he immediately locked the door, walked towards me and Ned, took off his helmet and kneel with both of his hand behind his head.

“Faggot Hunter McPherson at your service, masters!” He said it loud and full of pride. Hearing him saying that never fails to make my cock throb.

Ned and I look at each other and like usual, we put one of our feet on each of his pads-protected shoulders. Just like a hungry dog, he immediately cleaned both our shoes with his tongue enthusiastically back and forth – started from the side before moving to the front.

“Good boy!” Ned complimented him.

“What are you, Hunter?” I asked him as he nibbled the front side of my shoe.

“I’m a faggot, sir!” He said as he moved his attention to Ned’s shoe.

“Whose faggot are you?” Ned asked as he rubbed the front of his jeans.

“Master Evan and Master Ned!” He answered loud and clear without hesitation. Ned and I just smiled at each other.  

After a brief moment, we decided to withdraw our feet. Since this fag was late, we only have a few more minutes before the second half of the game started. It was time for the next service. Ned and I pulled down our jeans and boxer, revealing our rock-hard nerd cock. I could hear Hunter’s breathing became heavy. He looked at our cocks with hunger and licked his lips a few times. Our cocks always did that to him. Turning him from a star football player into a cheap horny whore.

“Time for your favorite treats, fag,” Ned said as we both stroked our cocks slowly in front of Hunter, teasing him. “You know what to do first.”

He immediately leaned to Ned’s cock and gave it a gentle peck. “It’s an honor to serve you again, master Ned’s cock!” he bows as he said it. Then he moved on to my cock, gave it a peck, and said the same thing. “It’s an honor to serve you again, master Evan’s cock!” Ned and I just grin at the sight.

Just like the shoe-licking, ‘greeting’ our cock was a mandatory thing for him to do. It was turning us on seeing this ‘macho’ jock doing these silly things on our command.

After that, I looked at Ned and he nodded. It was time for rock-paper-scissors.

“Damn it!” Ned yelled in frustration as he lost. Just like we agreed, the winner got to use the fag’s jock cunt while the loser got to use the fag’s warm mouth. Usually, we don’t really mind either of those options but since at this point Ned lost for 4 times straight, he must’ve been hungry for the jock’s pussy.

“Come here you fucking football fag!” Ned channeled his disappointment to Hunter, pulling his hair to guide him to the center of the bathroom.

After Ned let go of his hair, Hunter immediately dropped on all-fours, ready to be used.

“You better do some different tricks with that fag mouth of yours!” Ned said as he slapped his cock against the jock’s face before shoving it into his the jock’s warm mouth.

I pulled down Hunter’s tight football pants and the sight of his bare round ass – nicely framed by his jockstrap – greeted me. I spit on my hard cock and gently rubbed it up and down his crack – teasing him.

“Mmmppphhh” I could hear moan escaped from his cock-filled mouth.

“Do you want your master’s cock up your ass, boy?” I asked as I continued playfully rubbing my cock against his hungry fag-cunt.

“Yeth, thir!” He tried to answer. I looked at Ned and he just kneeled there with his cock in the fag’s mouth. He must have really enjoyed it since his mouth was wide open and I could see his body shuddered a few times. Our fag must indeed have learned some new tricks.

Seeing Ned stunned in pleasure like that made me hornier. So I pushed my cock into Hunter’s aching quarterback-hole slowly. I couldn’t believe that his ass was still very tight after all the fucking we did these past few months.

With both of my hands on his hips, I started fucking him. I fucked him at a steady pace as I looked at our fag’s uniform-clad body. If someone walked in on us, they wouldn’t believe what they see. Their favorite football player was sucking and getting fucked by the nerds from the anime club. That moment, the three of us was filled with lust and pleasure. We were lost in the moment. Our moans filled the room. At this point, we didn’t care if someone hears us.

Over time, I heard Ned’s breath become harder and his thrust become faster and faster until moments later…

“CHOKE ON MY DICK YOU STUPID FAGGOT!” Ned grabbed Hunter’s hair and pushed his cock deeper into his mouth. “FUUUCCCKKKKK!” Ned yelled as he finally shot his load after load into our fag’s throat.

“Really? Already?” I mocked Ned as I continue sliding my cock in-and-out of the fag-cunt.

“Well, the game start in less than 5 minutes so you better hurry,“ Ned said as he pulled out his cock from the faggot’s mouth. Hunter, being a good fag, immediately cleaned Ned’s cock with his tongue.

Gradually, I increased the thrusting of my hips. The slapping sound of my hips hitting his butt cheeks became louder. I was lost in the feeling once again.

“Tell me who you are, Hunter!” I ordered as I slap his butt cheek hard.

“Ooohh… I’m your fag, Master Evan! I’m your fag!” Hunter said as he moaned in pleasure.

“That’s right. You might be a big deal in this school, but always remember, you’re our faggot. You’re nothing but a slab of meat for our pleasure!”

“Yes, sir! My purpose is to serve both of you, masters! I’m nothing but an object for your pleasure, sir!”

Just after he said that, I felt my balls tightened. I knew I was about to enter the point of no return, so I fucked him as hard as I can.

“OOOHHH SHIITTT!!! SHIIIITTTTT!!” My cock pulsated as I pumped a hefty load of boy-cum into the quarterback’s stomach.

I pulled my cock out of his ass and immediately cum was dripping out of it. Didn’t want to waste any of it, I scooped the dripping cum and smeared it all over his mouth-guard that was attached to his helmet.

“We’re done. Get up!” I ordered him, which he quickly complied. He pulled up his pants and tidied up his uniform. I could see that my cum was still dripping from his ass, creating a wet spot on his black football pants. But I knew he didn’t care. He was proud to have his master’s load inside him.

“Now get back on that field and win the game for us!” I said as I put his helmet on his head. "We have something special if you win.” I put his cum-coated mouth-guard into his mouth and he let out a soft moan as he tasted my cum in his mouth.

“NOW GO!” I shouted. He immediately jumped and ran out of the bathroom towards the field.

**

Over an hour later, the game ended with the final score of 42 – 35 with our school as the winner. Cheers filled the entire field and all the players were also overjoyed about their victory, including Hunter who walk around the sideline with his biceps flexed – showing everyone who the beast was. One thing I noticed, the mouth-guard that was coated with my boy-cum stayed in his mouth from the beginning of the game.  

“Your parents are gone until next week, right?” I asked Ned who sat next to me.

“Yup. We gonna use my house?” He asked.

“Do you have a better place?”

He shook his head.

I don’t know what was happening to me.

It was the third night I was on night guard duty. I was standing at the corner of an empty room and sitting in the middle was ‘Snow Lion’, one of the high ranking personnel of ‘Zarthos’, a rebel group.

This country is an authoritarian one where male runs everything. Not all men though. Our leader believes in the ‘Alpha’ theory. Basically, you’re considered as an ‘Alpha’ if you have a big or muscular build. The bigger and muscular you are, no matter if you’re smart or dumb, the more privilege you get. The men who are not an ‘Alpha’, called the ‘Beta’ – mostly men with small built  – will be sent to the labor camp located all across the country. A couple of years ago, riots broke out in all of the labor camps and thousands of ‘Betas’ were escaped. These ‘Betas’ then formed ‘Zarthos’ and vowed to overthrow the current government. They carried out a lot of attacks in vital facilities all over the country, like the oil field or the seaport. Weirdly, more and more alphas were defecting to the Zarthos, making the government reacted by stepping up the security – deploying as many soldiers as they can.

‘Snow Lion’ was captured 3 days ago, ambushed while he was scouting the locations for their next attack. He was immediately brought to the ‘Black site’, a secret military compound in an uninhabited island where I was on duty that month. Just like most of the Betas, he has a slim build, approximately only half my size. To my surprise, he was pretty strong and resilient. He has been interrogated (and tortured) for 3 days yet not a single information comes out of his mouth.

That night - just like 2 nights before - after the interrogation session was done, I was asked to guard the room alone. I was shirtless at the time, which is a pretty common practice for the soldiers at the black site since the temperature there is pretty hot.

‘Snow Lion’ was strapped to the chair in the middle of the room, naked. Like usual, after the interrogation session, his entire body was drenched in sweat, making his bronze smooth body glistened. He might be small, but his body was pretty fit with his toned six-pack abs displayed for everyone to see.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I always considered myself straight. I am married to a beautiful wife and have 2 amazing children yet I find his body… beautiful. Since the first night, I couldn’t stop looking at him. At first, it was just a couple of quick glances but over time, I couldn’t help myself staring at him. That third night, I feel like I lost control of myself. I found it very difficult to keep my attention away from his body, It felt like I was hypnotized by how beautiful it was.

“You like what you see?” Snow Lion finally spoke for the first time, startling me. Panicked, I immediately diverted my attention away from him.

“Oh, come on, it’s okay to stare at me. You’re not the first Alpha that does that.” I tried not to pay attention to him. But I couldn’t help thinking about what he said that I was not the first alpha.

“I know you’ve been staring at me for three days. It’s okay. It’s natural.” He continued to talk. “It’s natural for the inferior to be in awe of the superior.”

I was shocked by his remark. “Pfft! Have you looked at yourself? You? Superior? This is what a superior man supposed to look like.” I flexed my arms, Showing my huge biceps to him.

He just laughed. Hard.

“It’s all about the mind, soldier. No matter how big you are, when the inferior meets a superior man, They always secretly worship them and even lusting over them, just like you do.” He explained.

“Lusting after a sub-human degenerate like you? You’re out of your mind.”

“Well, your dick seems to disagree with you.” I looked down and to my horror, my pants were tenting. I didn’t realize I was having a hard-on just from looking at him.

I was mad. To him and to myself. I don’t know why, but deep down I knew what he said was true. But I shook my head to shed my thought and decided to confront him. I put my gun down and approached him, standing right in front of him.

Suddenly, a strong odor of his sweaty, unwashed slim body hit my nostrils. Some people might be grossed out by the smell but I found it very… intoxicating. I took a couple of deep breaths - trying to inhale it as much as I could.

"L-Listen to me, y-you fucking piece of shit,” I said to him, stuttered as I was losing my focus. “Y-you… You are a traitor! Y-You are lower than dirt! Y-You have no idea what this country already planned for… for you and your little group! The Alpha will…” At this point, I couldn’t focus anymore as my whole attention was on his body. The sweet smell and the sight of his wet, slim body were taking over my mind. I was trying really hard to continue my rant.

“The Alpha and the country will… We will-”

“Kneel.” He suddenly cut me off. I looked at him in the eyes and met his threatening look.

“I SAID KNEEL!” He yelled.

Just like a puppet, I fell down to my knee. At that point, I knew what he said was true. I was defeated.

“Good boy!” He said, smiling.

Shame filled my mind. He was much smaller than me, with his hand tied behind his back and legs strapped to the chair. He was weaker than me and it was impossible for him to hurt me, yet I found myself following his command – kneeling in front of him with my hand behind my back. I could’ve easily hurt and left him. Nobody would give a fuck. But I didn’t want to. Somehow I felt like kneeling in front of him – a traitor to the country I love - was the right thing to do.

“I see that you like my smell.” He said as he caught me taking another deep breath, inhaling more of his scent. Now that I was closer to him, his smell became more pungent. “You want to smell more?”

I knew I wanted more, but I was too ashamed to say it out loud.

“You see my balls?” I saw that he tried to spread his thighs, but he was unsuccessful since his legs were strapped to the chair. “I bet they smell good.”

I look at the sweaty set of testicles in front of me. As I mentioned before, I considered myself straight. I never find guys sexually attractive at all. But his balls – and his half-hard penis – looked so delicious and inviting. I couldn’t help but gulp.

“You can smell it if you want, soldier.”

At this point, I couldn’t hold my urge anymore. I immediately dove my face to his crotch – taking deep breaths over and over as I rubbed my face all over his wet, damp crotch.

“Smells good isn’t it?”

“Y-Yessss…” I continued to inhale his strong crotch musk. I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to.

“Yes what, soldier?”

“Y-Yeess… S-sir…” I gave in, completely surrendering myself to him.

I ended up spending a long time with my face buried in his sweaty crotch as he was taunting me – telling me how inferior I and the rest of the Alphas are. I should be mad. But the reality was, every time derogatory words come out of his mouth, my hard cock was twitching and my pre-cum was leaking. Just hearing him humiliated me literally made me wet. Strangely, the more he talked, the more it made sense to me – the more I accept myself as someone who’s inferior than him.

“Stop!” He commanded after a while. I immediately complied, pulling my face away from his crotch.

After all his talk, I felt smaller than him. I couldn’t dare to look at him in the eyes anymore. I didn’t even feel worthy to be in his presence.

“You enjoyed that, soldier?” He asked me a rhetorical question since he definitely already knew the answer.

“Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!” I barked without hesitation.

“Of course you do! Now I want to give you a chance to taste the essence of a superior man. I want you to lick all my sweat.“

“YES, SIR!”

“Go on, then. Start with my chest.” I Instantly got up and started to lick every single bead of sweat on his chest.

His sweat tastes phenomenal! It was the greatest thing I’ve ever tasted! Before this, I never thought I would lick somebody sweat. I wouldn’t even lick my own sweat. But I was glad he let me did that. I felt some kind of pride that he let an inferior like me lick all his superior man-sweat.

My tongue was exploring every single inch of his small chest. I even licked the sweat in his neck and pits before eventually moving to his abs. As I thoroughly licked all the sweats from his abs, I felt something poking my chin. It was his hard cock, pointing up like a missile ready to be launched.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he asked as I looked at his cock in amazement. It was smaller than mine but it looked so glorious and beautiful. I couldn’t look away.

“Yes, sir!” I licked my lips, thinking how would it taste. I had a really strong urge to put it in my mouth but I didn’t want to do it before he asked me to. I didn’t want him to be mad and disappointed in me.

“You want to taste it?” He offered as if he could read my mind.

“It would be an honor, sir!”

“Beg for it, then!” he ordered.

“C-Can I taste your cock, sir?” I asked, looking at him in the eyes like a puppy. “Please, Let me taste your superior cock. It would be an honor for me even if it’s just one lick, sir! Please, sir!” I pleaded to him.

He laughed again. “Good boy! Suck my dick you piece of shit!”

I immediately grabbed his shaft and licked his cock-head like a lollipop. It tasted so good! I could taste the combination of his sweat, piss, and cum and it drove me crazy! Couldn’t wait any longer, I slid his cock into my mouth, pushing it deeper and deeper until it was entirely buried in my mouth before moving my head up and down on his stiff hard cock - sucking it. I was choking, coughing, and gagging but he couldn’t care less.

As I was sucking his dick, he continued to degrade me. Telling me how the Alpha and the current government will lose. How all the Alpha will make a good slave to the Betas. Again, my cock was twitching uncontrollably listening to him talk. I don’t know why listening to him about the downfall of the country I love was really arousing.

“Stop!” He ordered again and I quickly complied, pulling out his cock from my mouth. My face was wet, covered by my own spit. "Take off your pants!”

I pulled down my pants and my jockstrap in one move, revealing my wet, throbbing cock to him. My cock-head was red and swollen, ready to burst at any moment. After I threw my pants to the side, I stood in front of him with my hands behind my back, awaiting the next command.

“Look at that thing! You didn’t even touch yourself!” He commented on my hard, throbbing cock. “Don’t worry. That’s a natural reaction of an inferior when they worship the superior.” He added. “Now put your hand behind your head and turn around slowly.” He commanded.

“Yes, sir!” I barked and did what he told, displaying my big, muscular body to him. As I spun, I noticed that he was focusing on my big, round ass.

“Shit! I want to fuck you!” He said to me. I suddenly stopped my spin - hesitating. I wanted to do anything to please him, but getting fucked? I was not ready for that. “Have you been fucked before?”

“N-No, sir!” I stammered. He threw me an evil grin as he heard my answer.

“Get over here!” He barked, looking at me with hunger and lust. Seeing him looking at me with such an intense glare made my hesitation gone and gave me a moment of clarity. He was truly the superior one and inferior should do what the superior wants. I shook my head to clear any remaining doubt and stepped closer to him.  

“I want you to straddle my thighs, grab my dick, and slowly slide it into your ass.” He commanded.

“Yes, sir!” I quickly did what he ordered – straddling his small thighs, grabbing his warm hard cock that was still wet from the sucking I did, and slowly slipped it into my ass. I moan loudly as his cock-head was ripping open my sphincter. It was really hurt but I wanted to keep going. More and more of his shaft was swallowed by my ass and I couldn’t help but closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and clenched my fist trying to hold the pain until eventually, his cock was entirely buried in my ass.

“Good boy! You’re officially not a virgin anymore!” He laughed. “Now ride my fucking cock, you big bitch!“

I started to move my hips, sliding his cock in and out of my ass. Gradually, the pain slowly subsided and turned into pleasure. The feeling was so overwhelming. At that moment, I wanted nothing but his cock. The room was filled with our moans and sweat was dripping from our bodies. I was in heaven.

Over time, his moan turned into another verbal abuse. This time, not just taunting me, he was also telling me what the Zarthos would do when they succeeded overthrowing the current government. Telling me that all of the alpha soldiers will be brainwashed to become the slave to the Betas, serving them unconditionally. He also told me that some government official has been brainwashed and the fall of the country is imminent.

Hearing him talking about the fall of the country I serve and love, and thinking about the future of me and all my comrades when we all serving superior men like him made my mind went crazy. It was fueling the lust within me. I began to move my hips faster, riding his cock like my life depended on it.

Then, as I rode him like crazy, I could hear his breathing became faster and unexpectedly, he began to chant.

"All hail Zarthos… All hail Zarthos…” He repeated it over and over until eventually…

“ALL HAIL ZARTHOS!!” I could feel his cock pulsating like crazy as I felt something warm was filling my guts.

That was when the realization really hit me. I was fucked by a much smaller man which happen to be a traitor to that tried to bring this country down. I continue to move my hips before eventually the thought and sensation pushed me over the edge.

“ALL… HAIL… ZARTHOS!” I yelled as finally, my cock exploded without me touching it. Thick ropes of cum were shooting from my cock and landed on my chest and abs. It was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.

“ALL HAIL ZARTHOS!”

Suddenly, I heard 2 people yelled from behind me in unison. Since I was too focused on getting fucked, I didn’t realize that other people came into the room. I was shocked to learn that 2 of them were my comrades that in the last 3 days has been interrogating and torturing the ‘Snow Lion’. They were on their knee doing the Zarthos salute – putting their fist on their chest – while their other hand was pumping their cock.

I looked at ‘Snow Lion’ in disbelief, and he just threw me an evil smirk in response.

“ALL HAIL ZARTHOS!!!” Both of them roared in unison as they finally shot their load all over the floor.

Apparently, just like me, they just learned who they really are these past few days and finally, earlier today they were accepting themselves as an inferior being with the purpose of serving the superior one.

Officer Diego couldn’t hide his excitement when he received the call from the dispatcher.

He always hated fags, so when the country made homosexuality illegal again, he was pretty much celebrating.

This particular call, suspicion of same-sex sexual conduct, was his favorite. Arresting the fags after he gave them a couple of punches in the face is always satisfying for him.

When he arrived at the scene, he immediately bangs the door. When the door open, the sight of a smooth twink wearing nothing but a jockstrap greeted him. He could hear a grunt and moan from inside the house. He felt disgusted.

“Can I help you, officer?” The twink flashed the muscular officer with a big smile.

“We got a report of-” Officer Carlos barged into the house and immediately stopped as he saw someone inside.

It was Officer Lucas, one of his partners. He was on all four, still wearing his complete police uniform, even the bulletproof vest, and the boots. But his pants were down to his knee, showing his perfectly round bubble butt. Kneeled behind him was another small twink, fucking the brute cop senselessly.

Another naked twink was kneeled in front of officer Lucas, shoving his twink dick down the officer’s throat. All of them, including Officer Lucas, was in a state of bliss. They didn’t even notice that he was there. He could see Lucas enjoying it too since his dick was hard with precum dripping non-stop.

Officer Carlos couldn’t look away. The feeling of disgust slowly disappeared and he started to enjoy the scene in front of him more and more.

“Like what you see, Officer?” The twink who opened the door said as he rubbed his dick through his jockstrap.

“F-FUCK NO! YOU’RE ALL GOING TO-” Before he could finish, the twink rubbed Carlos’ hard cock through his pants.

“Well, your dick says otherwise.” The twink continued rubbing his bulge. He was horrified, didn’t realized the disgusting scene in front of him made him hard.

Then, the twink pull-out his dick from his jockstrap, revealing his hard 8-inch dick.

It was… The most beautiful thing Carlos has ever seen. His legs suddenly felt weak and he fell on his knees. He closed his eyes, move his face closer to the twink’s monster dick, and sniffed it.

“Good boy.” The twink complimented, which somehow made the muscular cop proud of himself.