I saw Scott coming out of the shower, he finished drying up and was checking himself out in the mirror. "You look good, Scott," I said as I came up to him. He gave me a flex and grinned. "Yeah, big and bulky, been working on my ass and arms like you told me you liked, Rick," he said letting me walk up to him and take a feel of his massive arms. My hands drifted to his chest and I was kneading them like dough as he groaned when I grazed his nipples. "Damn, is that thing going in me again? I just woke you up and coaxed a load out of you with my mouth this morning." It was true, Scott came under the covers and goaded me awake with such a talented blowjob that I just had to grab the back of his head and force him to take me to the throat, wanting to use his throat muscles to massage my whole shaft. He took it like a champ, with lots of practice he could get me to cum just like that, and he swallowed every last drop. I went to go get breakfast while he went to work out naked like I usually make him. Actually, I make him always be naked around the house. My roof, my rules, I said when my old college roommate asked me to help out during a hard time. I told him I wanted to do what we used to do in college, and he reluctantly agreed. He was moving to the city hoping to make it as a personal trainer, based from his wrestling scholarship he wasn't going to do well in brains but the brawn was definitely there.
It was definitely there when we got drunk and stumbled back to our dorm, and one thing happened after another and we went from making out to him clenching his ass muscles while stradling me while my cock smashed against his prostate over and over. The guy was closeted then, and even now I guess, and I told him that if he wanted to keep things quiet he'd have to offer up his holes to me whenever I wanted. Scott either was growing out his submissive streak, or he just really liked to bottom, so he agreed readily. My only regret was that I didn't room with him earlier, having only gotten one year of that sweet muscled whore. We lost contact and I guess he was looking to make a new start.
I don't charge him rent so long as he puts out, and to his embarassmment I've talled up what I would have charged him divided by the number of blowjobs and fuckings I've made him engage in to show him how expensive his whoring is. Poor guys gets hard just hearing about it. It's been three months of that, and he's finally been getting some regular clients. I guess rent-free is too good of a deal because he hasn't mentioned moving out yet. "You can start paying rent you know," I said as I slowly sank my dick into his ass after lubing up his hole. He was bent over the sink, ass perked out waiting for me to enter him. "You don't like using me to get off anymore?" he asked, wincing at the intrusion before taking lead and moving his ass back and forth taking my dick. I grabbed his hands and held it as counterweight forcing him to work harder to fuck himself on my dick. "I love it, but if you're not looking to escape, it means you like this arrangement more than I thought, huh? You like being my big bottom bitch whore," he got red and quiet as I started to take control back, grabbing his arms to get deeper with more thrusting force. "Say you like it, or I'll stop."
"I...like it...I love it." he muttered. "I can't hear you!" I said, stopping. "I love your dick! I love making you feel good, I love it when you're dick is inside me, and you make me only cum when it's in mme. Love using my body to get you horny. I like being used, I want you to use me," he cried out as I found his g-spot, I leaned in and whispered all the dirty things I wanted to do to him, how I was going to trick him out to all his clients and his boss, and how I'd love to spitroast him with other guys. He got more and more lustful, agreeing to everything I said. I felt his ass clench and knew he was shooting, and that sensation drove me over the edge as well as we both screamed with our orgasms. I panted and leaned forward, resting against him as he stayed still and lightly clenched his ass in rhythm to milk the rest of me out. "Just like college days, you're mine and mine alone," I said, he nodded, squealing as I pulled out and slapped his ass before grabbing his hands to take him into the shower.
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