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Horny beyond belief, and probably too drunk to consider the consequences, I turned on the lamp next to my big stepbrother Carlos, who was softly snoring. He had a free weekend all of a sudden from military duty and had asked me if he could tag along to whatever I was doing this weekend. We had chatted a bit before and he knew I had recently got a promotion, and I told him I was headed out to the dessert to hit up some gay bars. He said he was down, I said I wasn't sure if he'd enjoy it. He said if there was booze he'd be there, maybe there would be some girls supporting their gay best friends (I rolled my eyes). So I picked him up from a red eye flight and drove down. We caught up a bit before he fell asleep, and I couldn't help but notice he got more muscular over the last few years. He was never a social butterfly but we got along well, though he's often pouting that I always duck out or split up when we go out because I end up chasing tail.

He murmured something incoherent as I stripped the sheet that was covering him to oogle at his muscular fit body. Fuck, he's my type, but younger, I thought to myself. He was curled up, elbows to his knees as he had his perky ass jutted off the bed. "Captain Andrews, damn sir it's late and I have watch duty early, just put it in and go slow please" he muttered as he reached behind and pulled his right ass check up to show me his winking hole. Oh, big bro's got a secret, I chuckled as I couldn't resist. I grabbed some lube and slicked up my hand as I slid a finger inside his hole. He started softly moaning, then a bit louder in rhythm with the in and out motions of my penetration. "C'mon, sit, more fingers you know I can take whatever you dish out," his voice squealed as I did as he asked, sliding over his prostate and causing him to groan louder.

I grinned and started to kiss him from his lower back upwards as I continued to finger fuck him, then as I got to his neck I suddenly whispered behind his ear. "So, tell me about this Captain, bro?" to which he suddenly opened his eyes in surprise. He tried to re-maneuver his body but I suddenly grabbed both his wrists with my hand before he could move them and pinned them against the bed over his head. "Nuh uh, start talking." His face grew red as he dug his face into the sheets, embarassed to talk but since I knew how to dig into his prostate I adjusted my intrusion into his hole and he cried out in pleasure. "Fuck! Winston, dude!" he cried out as a little bit of cum dribbled out of his stiff dick.

"So, you put out for your commanding officer or something whenever he wants you?" He nodded. "How'd he get you to give up your ass?" "I was trading blowjobs with a bunkmate because we were horny beyond belief, I went first but Cap came in and found me on my knees, he snapped a photo and then took me to his office and told me he'd rat me out unless I do what he wanted. He ended up making me his on-call bitch. Uses me almost every week." Fuck, that story made me insanely horny, I had to try him out for myself, consequences be damned. "I'm going to fuck you now, Carlos, you'll be a good boy and make me happy?" He looked spooked, "yo Win, I don't know if we should-" I took my two fingers out of his ass and slapped him across the face with it. "You want my dick or not?" His eyes widened as he nodded. "Say it," He paused as he tried to get the words out. "I want your dick in me, use me, bro," he said as I told him to get on his back and hold up his legs. I watched him maneuver as I stripped and lubed up my dick. "Whoa, uhm, that's bigger than his," he said as he looked at my hard-on. "It'll fit, don't worry," I said as I positioned it and had him look me in the eyes as I slowly slid it in. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide as he took a deep breath at my entry. He softly moaned and squealed, at times a bit too loud when I started going deeper and faster so I held my hand over his mouth and told him to moan if he needed to. His muffled cries got me more and more horny as I talked dirty to him. "You like guys now too?" He nodded. "You like dick, like getting fucked?" Again, a nod inbetween muffled groans. "You like getting bossed around like a little bitch with muscles?" A muffled "uh huh" came out of him. "Yeah, Carlos, you're fucking handsome as hell, beautiful body, who wouldn't want to sink their dick into you." He groaned as I felt his ass muscles contract around my dick, and I looked down to see him spurt out a few ropes of cum as I kept on fucking him. "Fuck yeah, love seeing those muscled tits bounce," I said as he was coming off his orgasm. I didn't show any signs of stopping so he continued to hold his legs back and let me go to town as I let go of his mouth and grabbed his shoulder and his hip to piston into him more. "You're so fucking big, Winston, the captain's going to know someone used me this weekend. Made my hole more loose with all that stretching." Fuck, I couldn't hold back any more as I told him I was going to cum. "Yeah, baby, fucking mark me up all inside, I'm yours, anytime you want." I roared and leaned in to kiss him as I shot up in his ass, him groaning as he felt my dick pulsate inside him. After a minute or so, I got up and pulled him up to shower. We were cleaning each other and exploring more of our bodies together. "So, this is okay? I liked it, I don't have qualms about it, not sure about our feelings though, it doesn't have to be romantic if you don't want to, but I'm down to explore it more if you are." He nodded and looked down in thought before he got on his knees and looked up at me in the shower, hot water running against my back as the steam rose to fog up the whole bathroom. "Does this answer your question?" he said before he started softly blowing me.

I got up an stretched, pulled up some running shorts I had left on the ground near the bed, and gingerly padded outside watching the noise level. I saw Rod was lying on the rug on his stomach, in the same black jockstrap and white cap that I found him in while we were traversing the gay bars in our bender crawl last night, one by one the guys were detaching, on the hunt for dick and ass, even Darren who last I saw gave me a thumbs up as he was in in the middle of fucking and getting fucked by a pair of handsome twins. Poor guy was left behind by his group and a few shots in he was stripping and dancing on one of the tables. We grinded on each other a bit and made out before he took me out into the warm air behind the club and got down to suck on me. "Fuck, big boy with a big dick," he growled at me as I watched this hot daddy choke himself on my hog. "Wanna put it in me?" he said after he got up from my dick with a pop as he smacked it against his face. "Fuck yeah, I'm staying over nearby with a few of my buddies for a bachelor party, let's head there?" He grinned as I pulled him up and he put on his tank and shorts.

We got to the place and I was too horny that we didn't maake it to my room, we went upstairs and we went to strip naked. "On or off?" he said as the thumbed his jockstrap. "Bottom's choice, I'm negative-tested btw and on PrEP," I gestured as I went to grab some lube, slicking it on my dick. He licked his lips as he turned around and got on all fours, jutting his firm muscular ass at me wiggling it. "I like it on when I'm getting my prostate pounded," he grinned as I broke out in laughter. "Fuck you're hot, mate," I breathed as we both moaned at my intrusion past his first sphincter. He flexed his muscles and relaxed his hole for me as I went deeper, slowly getting more and more in until I sank it all the way to my hilt. "The guys would love to fuck you, most of us are from our rugby team and we love to fool around." I stopped and slapped his ass as Rod grinded on me and started to rock forward and back to fuck himself on my stick. "Yeah? They all got big dicks and handsome faces?" he laughed as I suddenly took his hips and pulled him backwards, lifting him up and making him bounce on my cock while he showed me his muscular broad back. I was pounding away when I heard the doorlock open, "oh, here comes the guys," I said as I told him to keep going. He got a bit red as he saw the surprised faces of my buds coming up. "Oh fuck, your friends are hot, they're going to let me on their dicks?" he breathed out raggedly as they all quickly got the gist of what was going on.

Eventually, most of us started on train on poor Rod, our resident daddy slut for the evening. I finished inside of him and let some other guys get in on sloppy seconds as I went to go clean up. I came out of the shower and they were still going at it, having all taken more shots and with beer freely flowing, I think there were some other things being passed around around but I made sure Rod was consenual in that stuff. Told him he could crash on my bed after the fun was over and I knocked out.

He grunted as he tried to focus on the conversation, “you whore me out to that seedy strip club and you forgot? I’m not some throwaway slut I’m family, your stepbro man, oh fuck—wait Carl? The gym owner?” At this point he was bent over the sink as I grabbed some lube and continues to finger fuck him. I didn’t answer as his squeaks turned into moans.

“Enough of that, I wanna see that big beautiful lips of yours on this cock.” I slapped his ass and watched as he dutifully got on his knees and looked up. Paul was my big step bro, kind of a bully when he and his Dad moved in with my mom and I. We didn’t jive. He went into sports and flunked outta college before trying to get into pro bodybuilding and the fitness influencer space. Went into debt doing so and he came crawling to me to help. Told him he was going to have to do the things he was so bigoted about when he and his buddies teased me about, in addition to owing rent, and a six pack of beer and few shots of whiskey later the guy was slobbering on dick and taking it up the ass on my sofa.

Between you and I though, he was good at it and I surmised it wasn’t his first time taking dick. Sitting down on my dick through gritted teeth I made him recount how his let his college coach fuck on the regular to keep him on the team. And despite him liking girls eventually he learned to like the anal stimulation. It felt like coach unlocked a submissive streak in him so I pushed it a bit further and told him under my roof he was my bitch. He agreed and told me how much he liked getting fucked before I shot in his ass and he fell asleep after hands free cumming from the prostate masssage I gave him.

Then Dad died, and I inherited the farm, Darryl had left and it was just ol' Jack. When I saw him again he was still as studly as ever. He said he didn't want the responsibility but would take on more responsibility if it came with higher pay. I laughed, "Dude, you can have a raise without doing anything more. Dad had you do everything around here, I can't think of anything else you could be responsible for, the only thing I could imagine would be if I could have you be a wingman for me or something, can't find a guy to fuck around here," I mused. Jack gave me a sneaky look and pulled me into the barnyard. He put a blanket on a bale of hay and pushed me down to sit on it while he said, "I can help with that," and stripped off in front of me. "Your pops liked me smooth and pumped, always liked me giving him a show before the service" as he gave me a double biceps flex before he came up to me, crouched down between my legs, and swallowed my dick whole. I was surprised but his warm mouth felt amazing as he lubed my shaft up with his saliva before he came down to my root, gagging and vibrating his throat as I threw back my head and gripped his.

"So, how often did you fuck around with Dad?" I gritted through the pleasure as he came up for air, licking my shaft before playing with my balls. "Whenever he needed relief, I guess, which by the end of it he was doing me almost daily. He'd walk up to me and pull down my pants before sticking it in, or he'd smoke on his cigar at night while he had me smoke on his hog while he watched TV. He was more of the one doing the fucking, turned me out into a big ol' bottom boy for him. He wasn't entirely into guys but he said something about my lips and tight ass really got him in the mood, and I liked helping boss take a load off, just like now. So, you know." He shrugged before getting back to work.

Affter a bit of bobbing I said I was close. He came off my dick and reached around somewhere to get some lube out. "But since you like guys, you think you'd want a try at my ass?" he turned around and showed me his shaved puckered hole as he poured lube on his fingers and began to massage it in. I grabbed the lube from him and put some on my own as I started to finger fuck him, slowly and then more deeply as he began to rock back and forth fucking himself against my finger. "Like that, boy? You're so fucking handsome taking my fingers up that tight hole of yours, such a good little whore. My little whore."

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We picked Tony up from his flat and he was welcomed in the backseat with Tony wearing all white: a cap, sneakers, and just shorts with an insean so short it might as well have been briefs. As I was driving out of the city Tony was interviewing Freddie, asking about his humble upbringings and by the time we were on the open road with no traffic and nothing better to do I had Freddie slip off his paper thin mesh shorts to get to softly blowing on Tony's thick hog. "Fuck he's quite a skilled stud, you're quite a lucky man" Tony said through gritted teeth as Freddie went deep down to the hilt and choked a bit as he struggled to take in Tony's entire girth in his throat, though he knew better to release so soon. Anyone who spent more than 10 minutes with us caught on that I basically dominate over Freddie, in all aspects of our partnership. "Yeah, it took a while to tune him to exactly what I like but he didn't have to learn too much since he got a lot of training in prison." "Oh? Freddie's done time huh? For what if I may ask?" Tony remarked looking down to meet Freddie's eyes as I told him to ask Freddie himself. He muffled through an answer after taking the dick out to the head but keeping the gland head still in his mouth. "B&E, sir, got roped in with some guys from my warehouse job, framed me by putting drugs in my bag, was facing 10 years until Sir got me out early."

I nodded looking back in the rearview mirror, "prison warden told me he was the biggest boy getting cored out almost daily, by inmates and guards alike, though I think he did believe Freddie here was innocent enough to give me a call. My first meeting with Freddie and the warden he said he'd do anything to get out, and then the warden showed me how much he trained Freddie's holes by having me try him out. Turns out he's got a sub streak and by the time I got him out early he went from warden's boy to mine. "Wait, you're a lawyer?" Tony asked, "I thought you were his manager." "Can't I be both? He's my pet project, I fucking love turning him out on other guys. Helps that he's a horndog, and that I won't get him cum unless there's a dick up his ass" I laughed as Tony conceeded with a head shrug before moaning as Freddie went to lick his balls. I asked Tony, "you wanna fuck his ass?" Tony nodded, lost in caressing Freddie's face and muscular forearms as Freddie went back to bobbing on his dick. "Too bad, you'll have to wait until we get to Richard's ranch. But you can shoot down his throat, he swallows." It didn't take long for Tony to blow.

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Richard welcomed us in the late afternoon as we settled in. I came out and gave him a hug and a peck on the lips as we were long-time fuck buddies and friends. I didn't bother having Freddie put on his shorts again so he strutted around bringing our and Tony's bags into the home. I say ours but really it's my things and whatever risque jockstraps and thongs I brought for Freddie to pose with as I didn't expect us to need to be modest this weekend. I then had Freddie get spitroasted over by one of Richard's barnyards, had him flex his back muscles as he bent over a bale of hay as Tony got to try his ass and Richard stuffing his mouth. Afterwards Richard and Tony watched as I slow fucked Freddie as we caught up a bit and planned for the weekend.

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"Hey boss, when are you going to let me work on some cars again?" He said as he started to rock back and forth. "It's been a few weeks, and the guys have been using me non-stop. I barely have time to do anything except clean myself out and lube up again," he whined as I hit his g-spot. Tony happened to walk in as he turned his head to see him, and he turned red as I waved him over. "Alex's talking too much, messing up my mood, mind stuffing his mouth for a bit?" Tony grunted and grinned. "No problem boss," and walked up as he grabbed Tony by the chin and lefted him up to look at him. "Take it out, and watch the teeth." "Fuck, Tony, you're the biggest guy here. You know I can't just take it..." he croacked out as he did as told.

Alex was my second in command at the garage until I caught him skimming from me and the other workers. The dude was single, worked out a ton, and otherwise had been a great employee over the years but one thing you don't mess with us our money. We got him to come to the garage one night for a celebration, and got the jump on him. We held him down, tied up, and let him explain after we showed him all the evidence we had that could land him jobless and in jail. He begged and cried and told me he'd do anything but ruin his life. I asked around and some of the guys wanted to mess with him in ways that they knew he'd hate. They proposed we keep him around and make him earn the money back with interest. And they were okay with keeping him around, just as long as he'd give them a little release whenever anyone wanted. Or fire him and report him to the police. I liked that idea, I can keep him so long as everyone agrees, otherwise we'll have to report him. I looked at Alex who was freaking out, told him to pick and after a moment he nodded. I had him untied and get on his knees, going to each person to ask for forgiveness, and if anyone refused his advances we'd take him to the police. So in that garage, poor Alex crawled in front of 10 guys and took 10 dicks down his throat that night. And we recorded it, his agreement to the plan, and all 10 fucks with our faces blurred out but not his.

"Coach wanted me to apologize, said I was being dumb, the guy yelled at me for a whole hour. I'm sorry," he said, looking down. "I hope your ass is clean, dude we eat on there." I narrowed my eyes as he jumped off. "Yeah, I cleaned up in the shower, even up there," he looked back at his ass. Just then I got a call, it was from Dan's wrestling coach. "Hey, Coach Erwin, what's going on?"

"Hey Chris," a gruff deep voice answered on the other line. "I've send Dan over to give you an apology, I put him back in his place. He never should have called you a faggot and broken your laptop." As coach was talking to me, I saw Dan craw over and got on his knees as he went to unzip my pants. He fished out my dick and gingerly started to suck on it. "As the sports department head peer tutor please know I will exercise all that is in my power to keep you satisfied and committed to our athletes, even if it means showing my guys what they have to do to not get kicked off the team. Dan's been on thin ice so far with his grades, so I'm sorry for the sudden switch up with Eric, though I hear he's been doing well and passing his classes thanks to you. I also hear he's been showing how "appeciative" he is to some of the other coaches here for keeping him on his scholarship. I hope you can do the same with Dan here." I nodded and responded that Dan's doing his best right now, and we can try again." "Great, consider your laptop comped by our department, just send over the model and specs you need. Dan here can make up the costs with some of the extra work he'll be doing for you, he's probably doing it right now."

I looked down as Dan tried to deepthroat me to the hilt. Gagging louder than he should have. Coach must have heard him. "Yeah, you'll have to train him on that, sorry I could only do so much with the few hours I had after he came to me." I said goodbye as I grabbed the back of Dan's head and pushed him all the way down, feeling his throat muscles struggle as it massaged my girth and length. After hanging up I looked at him as I released him for air. He coughed and didn't say anything as he tried to get back on my dick. "What did coach tell you? Look at up at me. Don't touch our face." His eyes were red and teary, "don't talk back unless told to, and to make sure Chris is satisfied so he can tutor." I looked down at this dick. It was hard. "You're a fucking closet case, huh. Hypocrite. How many guys have you had sex with?" He trembled and said I was his first. "Well, let's get your ass acquainted with the dick that you'll have inside you the most while you're here on campus. Do a good job and I won't have your professors flunk you. Now get up and bend over that countertop you were on. He nodded as he did so, perking out his large muscled ass and flaring out his back as I told him exactly how I was going to fuck him right now, tonight, and every day after that.

"Anthony, this is Mr. Richards. He's interested in having you over tonight and I thought why not give him a preview of what you have to offer." He nodded and got down to his knees. "Nice to meet you Mr. Richards, do you want to give me a try now? Or what did my master allow me to perform for you?" I laughed as Jeff started to tremble in lust. "Well - ah - I," he stammered out before I cut him off. "I've let Mr. Richards here just take a look for now, he can tell you to do anything except touch you, or himself, for the next 10 minutes. I'll supervise of course. Let's have you get up and grab those weights over there to continue your workout while we talk." Anthony smiled and nodded, getting up and flexing his pecs as he went to grab thhe dumbells. He remained to the side we continued to chat and watch my muscled whore pant and grunt.

"How did you get someone like him?" Jeff breathed out, dry swallowing watching Anthony as they kept locking eyes. "Anthony's a bodybuilder. I took him in and sponsored him when he was first competing on the condition that I get to fuck him whenever I want. He's the trifecta: loves working out, loves being looked at, and as he soon found out, loves getting fucked up that tight muscled ass of his. Isn't that right, Anthony?" Anthony smiled and nodded as he did biceps curls. "Yes, sir. I love getting bigger for you, hotter for you, more fuckable for you so you still find me attractive."

"And he lives here with you? Running around naked?" Jeff asked. I nodded. "Why not, it's faster when I can just grab a bottle of lube lying around and grease him up. It's a big house, secluded yard. Lubes' everywhere too." Jeff seemed to be lost in thought. "You said I get 10 minutes in this room right? No touching him?" I nodded. "Okay, then I want him to suck your dick." Jeff smiled as I broke out in a chuckle, with Anthony smiling as well. "That is within the rules I gave you, so I'm game. Anthony?" I turned to find Anthony already next to me, on all fours as he looked up at me with his handsome rugged face. "Sir, I need your dick, can I have a taste? Please?" he begged. I nodded and took out my dick and as it grew I slapped it onto his face, he took a big sniff and started to rub it on him. "Gotta get that scent of a man who is going to use me on me," he breathed out before maneuvering my now stiff dick into his mouth. He softly sucked on it before I grabbed his head and told him I was taking control. He nodded and loosened the suction a bit so I could start skullfucking him. He started to moan and make loud sloppy noises as I watched him and Jeff enraptured by different things. Anthony on my pleasure, and Jeff on Anthony's submissiveness contrasted with his muscled mass. "I like to have him in the sluttiest positions at all times. That means no hands on my dick and eyes locked up at me to make sure I'm getting the best out of that talented throat of his that I've trained." I suddenly pushed the back of Anthony's head in as I made him take me down to the root. He gagged a bit but held on as tears started to form in his eyes. "He's a champ, good at deepthroating, likes to take it for my enjoyment which you'll like I hope." Jeff nodded as I still maintained the grip. "There's a special technique that I've also trained him where he uses his throat muscles and massages the entire length." I let go and pulled out until only the tip of my dick was in Anthony's mouth as he started to breath around it. He didn't wipe the tears but let it fall as it mixed with all the sweat he had from his workout.

"Anthony, where do you like to take a man's load?" Jeff suddenly asked him as Anthony rested back on his heels, hands behind his back looking up at me. "Sir, anywhere you want. I've been told that others like to see their load on my muscled back. Others like to shoot it up in me while I'm bouncing on their cock. Though if you ask my master he will say my face. Sir, can I ask why?" he looked back at me.

"Sure, let's show Mr. Richards why." I raised my eyebrows at Anthony as he nodded and grabbed my dick to pump it with his large hands as he moved his face in front and slightly under it. After 30 seconds or so he was rewarded for his efforts with ropes of my cum coating his face. Some coated his hair, and his eyes which he had to close them, and the rest came onto his nose and beard. After I came down from my orgasm he softly sucked on my dick and swallowed the rest of the cum that came out. "Now let's show Mr. Richards the money shot," I commanded as Anthony turned to grin at him and give him a biceps flex.

I started to fuck him more rigorously, he threw his head back as my dick glided against his prostate. "And what if I wanted to send you out to make some extra cash? Or if I bring dudes in to fuck you while I tie you down? Who's going to decide that?" I said gripping his neck. "C'mon man, I already give up my ass to you whenever you want. Don't turn me out like that." He knew he had no choice. He owed me money and I got to do whatever I want to him until he paid it back. I slapped his face lightly as I told him to try again. "You, sir." he got the hint.

"How much are you making from your body with me?" I asked him. Groaning, he replied through gritted teeth. "$5 per blowjob. $10 for fucking my ass." I nodded, watching his eyes. "And how much do you make a day? Do the math out loud. "Uhm, $5 for a morning blowjob, then $10 for a shower fuck. Then when you get back you either fuck me or have me blow you on the couch, then maybe again at night. $30 a day?" I nodded again. "And you're jobless, homeless unless I house you. How many more days do you think I get to keep you for myself?" He cried out, maybe in pain or the realization. "maybe two months worth?" I picked up the pace as he whined at my invasion of his ass. "Maybe you shouldn't borrow money if you can't pay it back."

Uncle Eddie was a professional bodybuilder. I’m his manager, but not for his comps. I’m sort of his pimp for online videos and for getting used by men. I found him on the apps begging for dick for cash for hormones and a surprise hook up later I found out how constantly horny he was for dick. After we hooked up for the fourth time he asked me if I could use my business knack to help him out. I told him my consulting fee and he asked if I could pay with his holes instead. Told him if I could use him whenever I wanted and he was close by like living in my spare room he had a deal. Poor guy almost can’t match my own sex drive but it’s fun to go at it like rabbits.

“Looking good, Uncle. Fucking stud. Love those legs and that chest,” I smiled as I looked him up and down before sitting down on the couch. “How long did he rent you for, need a ride?” Eddie continued to flex in front of the couch for me as I told him to turn around and show me his back. “For the night. He’s entertaining some of his colleagues and wanted someone to pass around and dominate.”

Mr. Wilton was one of my college professors and a venture capitalist, we got closer at a gay party and he’s been a sort of mentor and colleague of mine before I went off on my own. Eddie is one of his favorite whores and once we even tag teamed him as we had him on the bed spit roasting him. He’s rented out Eddie so many times now that I let him just text Eddie and send me the payment without needing the details.

“Oh he sent over extra, more than what a party fee would be,” I mused as Eddie got closer, he smelled good, and I could sense the heat coming from his body. He must have come back from the gym and showered. Eddie grinned and pushed me back, and turned his cap backwards as he got onto us knees and gave me a double biceps flex. “Damn, you’re smart, Mike. He did send one more request. He wanted a teaser video for his friends and paid for a fresh video of dick entering into me.” I chuckled. “Sure give me your phone, which hole?” “Dealer’s choice, but let me at least get the star of the show all wet and hard,” he growled as he went to fish my dick out of my pants, then opting to take off my shorts as a whole as I stripped off my shirt. “Trust me, man, I’m looking at the star of the show right now and I’ll get him wet and hard for sure.” I chuckled as I pressed record. I watched him get his face in front of my dick. “Please can I have a taste? Been thinking about it all day, sir.” he begged as his eyes looked up at me and grabbed my dick slapping it against his face. “Yeah, bitch, make it sloppy,” I said as he grunted and started to softly slurp on my rapidly stiffening dick. I groaned out as he got to the root of my dick and moaned into it. I grabbed the top of his head with my free hand and pushed him down slightly more as he chocked and gargled, holding it down for me as I enjoyed his throat muscles. I let him go up for hair as he coughed and wiped away some tears from his eyes. “Fuck! Good dick,” he panted resting on his heels as he let me film his body. “Now, boy, tell me how much you’re looking forward to your night with Mr. Wilton.” He grinned and looked into the camera as he told him how much he wanted his dick, wanted him and his friends to use him in any way they wanted as their personal whore for the night. I ended the recording.

"You know the rules, no touching your dick. And you can only cum if my dick is in you. Or should I start whoring you out to pay your debt?" He shook his head. "No...just you is fine. Please." he said, embarassed at the thought of my renting him out. I stuck my dick in and watched him quiver as it sank into him, moans coming out from both of us. Kent was a regular driver of mine before he showed up to work drunk, having just gotten dumped by his girlfriend who was sort of cuckholding him after he cheated on her. Apparently, she and him were arguing so much she'd hatefuck him with a strap-on while the bull watched. He crashed into a pole and I fired him on the spot. He showed up, 30 days later, sobered up from a treatment facility and asked me what he could do to make up for everything, he didn't have a job, or a home since he was living at his girlfriend's place. I told him nothing until he paid me back for the damages to the city and my car, and he got on the floor and begged. Said he'd do anything, drive for free until he worked off his debt, he just needed a place to sleep. I joked if he'd let me fuck him and he said yes. I asked if he was serious, and if he was sover, and he said he was on both accounts. So I had him blow me for a bit, then I bent him over my office desk and made sure he knew what he'd be getting into.

And two weeks later, he's driving me cross country because flights are cancelled and I need to get to California ASAP. We'd been on the road for 2 days and it's been a treat for me. Kent's become quite the bottom bitch, and unfortunately for him and good for me he's really responsive to anal penetration. He hates that he gets hard but his body betrays him every time. And with my crazy sex drive he's been getting good practice with his mouth too.

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."

Poor guy slept the whole hour ride back. I got to take a look at his body and damn, it looked good. Better than good, reminded me of my hot ex. Oh shit, I forgot to tell Mario I'm out of the closet, I realized. Oh well, eventually it'll come up. We got to my place and I let him settle in while I did some work in my office. Pretty sure he just napped the whole time. I was ready to gym but Mario was fast asleep, so I let him. When he woke up he was so apologetic but I told him no worries, the owner and I were buds so he let me close up sometimes so we headed there near closing time. It was just us toward the end so as we finished working we went to go change and shower. We were chatting as we stripped and I turned to laugh at one of his jokes and saw he was sitting facing away from me, with his big muscled back tapering down to a nice ass fitted into a jockstrap. "Damn, you were strapped up like that the whole time? Hot." I said as he didn't turn around. "Word on the street, Dan, is that you're gay," Mario said after a beat. "Yeah, I like to fuck guys. Like to look at them. Kiss them, touch them, make them moan as I stick my big dick into them. A lot's changed since our little high school, what of it man?" I said back, laughing, not sure if I should be ready for a fight. Where was this going, I wondered.

He gave me a double biceps pose and turned around, smiling. "Like what you see?" he said as he flexed, also jutting out his ass for me to oogle. "Yeah, you're hot as fuck, dude, best body and best ass I've seen in a long time, so what? You baiting me, because you shouldn't start something you can't finish." I smirked back. He nodded and got up and walked over to the side of the bench where I was naked myself. He crouched down on his feet and leaned forward to put his face against my thick dick, causing it to twitchh. He looked up and gave a slight smile. "Oh I want you to finish, on me, in me, whatever you want, can I get this prepped first?" he looked forward at my cock then up at me, and slowly started to lick and suck me off after I gave a nod. The big guy was skilled for sure. He was moaning and groaning and not even touching his own pouched dick, though I could tell he was hard and leaking precum. I felt too good and went to grab the back of his head and sit up to hold it steady as I started to pick up my own pace, facefucking him as he dutifully let me assault his mouth and throat. I suddenly pushed him all the way towards me, and forced him to deepthroat me for a few seconds as he struggled but held on. I let him go and he coughed and wiped away his eyes as he laughed. "You rough fucker, I love that." he smirked back causing both of us to laugh. I pulled him up and led him to the shower. In the few seconds it took to warm up, I pulled him in and we started to make out.

"Fuck, dude, I've been thinking about this all day. Wasn't sure how to let you know I wanted you bad," Mario said as we swapped spit. "Oh yeah? When did you start to get into guys?" He shrugged. "It's lonely out there. Jerk circles sommetimes led to handjobs, and I ended up giving some blowjobs to buddies in need. One of them wanted to fuck me and before I knew it, I was being passed around as a cumdump on the base, my boss, my unit, turns out I like being used and getting people off with my holes. I liked it more than using my dick, love it when I cum handsfree with a dick in me." "Goddamn, that's hot" I replied as I soaped his body up. His muscles were indeed rock hard. He flexed and gave me a show as I finished sudsing up the stud and soaped my own body up. He flexed his arms, his back, then bend over and showed me his shaved hole. "I got it prepped just for you, in case you wanted to use me," he said gingerly. "Please, fuck me, Dan, I need your big dick in me. Need it bad, sir." I slapped that ass, flinging soap and causing him to moan as I had him bend forward against the wall, taking some soap and lubing up his hole before I lined up my cock and sunk it in. He cried out at the intrusion but told me to keep going when I stopped and asked if he was okay.

I ran into the room and saw Dad was balls deep in some freshman and I took out my phone to record the whole thing. Both of them freaked out. I told the freshman he was safe, and showed him that his face was cut out, and sent him outta my room. Then I chewed out Paul, then I fucked him. Twice. Had him on his back legs spread open as he told me he doesn’t bottom. “Too fucking bad, you do now, exclusively” I said as he cried out in pleasure and pain. The first time I came, he laid there sobbing as I unloaded and marked him as my on-call whore. Took out my phone and recorded him saying so. I whispered how much I was going to ruin him for betraying Mom. He apologized over and over and I made him keep doing it as I got hard again and bent him over my desk. Got close quick and I pulled out to blow my load over his muscled back. Took a photo and had him clean off my cock before I kicked him out, his face still smattered with spit and my jizz.

That was two months ago. I told him he wasn’t allowed to fuck anyone else, even Mom. He got worried and said she might suspect something, but I told him he’d figure it out. What he didn’t figure out was that I already told Mom at that point. She was mad, then got the hint that I wanted him around for revenge as long as I wanted. And being dumb horny bastard the ex-jock was more brawn than brains, and with his deadbeat job he was more dependent on my mom than independent. “Start getting your stuff ready. Boss him around, make vague threats. Make him eat you out I don’t care but don’t let him use his dick. I got my scheme retribution-minded self from my mom, so she understood.

So I made Paul send me a video daily of himself riding a dildo until he came. At first I told him he couldn’t cum unless he had something up his ass, and it had to be hands free . He asked if Mom wanted sex if he could, I said yes, knowing that would never happen again. So eventually he started to blow his load in the vids he sent me. “C’mon Tom, it takes forever to cum with that thing up my ass.” He’d whine one day after I got a 20 minute video. “Touch your dick to blow and I’ll tell” I said. He told me Mom wasn’t having sex with him anymore and I told him I didn’t give a fuck about it.

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