#threehopcs

Even with Clark's face underneath his foot, Calixto could practically see the pet's reaction as it realized everything leading up to this point was orchestrated by Calixto from the shadows. And what was the following words? Anger? Sadness? Tears? No. Just begging to worship and smell feet every night as Calixto's pet. There was no need for Clark to feel regret, because he accepted that a god wanted him.

It was a god that was punishing him too. He had heard about the spanking session, but even with the three men being meat heads, none of them would have heavier hands than Calixto. With more of his godly appearance revealed, there was only so much of his divine strength he could hold back. By number twelve, the handprint was staying on there, and the cheek was a dark pink.

Despite being a smart kid Stiles was also known for his reckless decision making, which is how he’d ended up here like this. Maybe looking for some attention in all the wrong places since he was tired of being forever single. In his defense he hadn’t any plan to actually do anything - just snooping to see if this place was really a thing for ‘that sort of stuff’ when he’d bumped into this man who had all but cornered him like a wolf might its prey. Before Stiles knew it he was on his rooms in the middle of the public bathroom, strong fingers gripping his hair and the rush of humiliation, excitement and panic as he was manhandled and felt his face being shoved close to that crotch.

“You trying to call yourself a cop or that you’re just a filthy, dirty guy?” He spluttered at the mention of ‘pigs’ - trying to be snarky despite it all and trying to ignore the way his dick twitched at the idea of being arrested like this which would likely involve handcuffs. Holy shit was this really happening!? “Sounds like I should be running away from both kinds of pigs then. Which one are you then or you something even worse?” He replied, snarky as ever. He couldn’t help but be a brat when a handsome older man was around.

Argul watched Raphael as he processed what it’d be like to wear the cage. It was a respectable cock, but one that was smaller than Argul’s human form. While the orc’s cock changed sized, it was easy for the young man to forget that Argul did something similar all the time whenever he put the ring of illusions back on his finger. “That member is the only thing I cannot make bigger. It will help you forget about it and focus on the rest of your body,” Then he raised up the hand with the ring. “Or do you forget that this ring makes me smaller in all areas too?” Argul then reached out and grabbed one of Raphael’s nipples and pulled the human closer. “I will make every other part of your body bigger and stronger, pet.” Ever since that fucking though, Argul’s mind change. He was going to train Raphael to be a warrior, but now the orc was thinking of having the young man be his personal cumdump for after battles together. His companions also agreed, giving them all reprieve.

“You don’t have to do this-” Peter tried to argue to the looming figure, ropes tight around his wrists at the half naked hero was squirming and struggling - the beautiful made collar pressed against his throat. He didn’t know how this was happening, why couldn’t he use his powers...was it the collar or something else, but either way Peter knew he needed to find another way out of this. “Who...who hired you?” He tried to ask, after all this man...whoever he was was just a middle man - he didn’t owe his employee much loyalty. Maybe Peter could use that to get information or convince him otherwise. Peter glanced around, trying to figure out where he was - struggling still especially when the towering figure of a man talked about turning him into a puppy of all things.

“You...you can’t be serious” He rambled, heart racing and staring up with those big doe eyes of his for Balthus to enjoy. A wave of humiliation at being spat at sunk through his body, swallowing thickly. He had to think of a way out of this, he might not have his powers right now...but he was still smart. “You know I have a lot of powerful friends, they’ll find me...they’ll stop you. Is your client really worth that?” He warned.

Ronaldo chuckled at Hercules' words. So confident and direct, yet submissive at the same time. If another were to join them, Ronaldo was sure that Hercules would at least try to be the alpha of subs that served Ronaldo. Why did he think about this? Sure he thought of fucking multiple holes before, but never owning and profiding for them in exchange for obeying and serving him. This dynamic with the former hero was changing even his mind, and Ronaldo was starting to go with it. What if more heroes joined him? Better get Herc ready to be the most experienced.

"Promise. Cross those cheeks and hope to pound," he replied to Teddy's question, gesturing a cross over Teddy's ass and pushing his finger in even more. "Besides, you've been studying so hard, you gotta relax Bro." Gavin never did like the concept that jocks and nerds had to be bullies, so he was glad that his character could be friends with a 'nerd' like Teddy. Gavin pushed a couple more fingers in before moving his hand up. This would make the ass rise up even more so that Teddy's cock and balls were exposed. This wasn't one of those scenes where a bottom's junk was ignored. The camera zoomed in, and Gavin was signaled to start playing with those nuts.

First he squeezed just a little, flash going as they captured stills of the scene. Then Gavin pulled the hard cock backwards to show off the length. It wasn't the biggest cock, but damn was it looking yummy. As soon as the first few pictures were taken, Gavin licked it from head all the way to the hole still stuffed with fingers. Then he began suckling at the head once more, staying just still enough for the pictures. This was the most tedious part of filming. Then Gavin turned his body to show off the stocky build, his own cock semi-hard and ignored. That's when he got the idea.

Ronaldo had found the behemoth of a man on the construction site. He liked to hang out there at night where it was calm and quiet, though tonight it wasn't. The storm had come in all of a sudden, and Ronaldo was grateful that the parking lot had at least one level built. All of a sudden, he saw lightning and his eyes were blinded. The thunder deafening from how close it was, yet hidden underneath that was a loud THUD. There in the rain and on the ground was a body, naked and large. Ronaldo immediately went to the man, confused from where he came from. No clothes, save for some odd metal around the handsome man's cock. A chastity cage? For some reason he felt drawn to it, and as soon as he touched it, a bit of of a shock went through him, but nothing more.

With strength he didn't know he had, Ronaldo lifted the man to his truck and broughth him home instead of a hospital. Finally he received some story, but quick to realize that any time he touched this 'Hercules', the man became submissive and horny while he was much stronger. Even this morning, where Hercules quickly understood how to work the modern kitchen, it was easy to make the muscled hero whimper with a single lick of the tongue.

It'd been a minute since he filmed something for a studio, used to the amateur set up of his clients. Gavin said hi to the crew and his scene partner earlier, who had never done this before. Not even an 'interview' video where it was solo. Gavin thought the man was definitely hot enough for it. The plot was easy enough. Jock roommate using his nerd roommate. "Don't worry, bro. Just keep studying. I'm...testing your focus." They weren't given lines, just guidelines to follow for improvising. Gavin saw the framed ass and knew if they weren't filming, he would have just ravaged it immediately. Instead he leaned in and began eating out with a few licks. Hands visibly squeezed each cheek, camera zooming in to see how it looked between each meaty finger. Then he spread the cheeks apart, allowing that hole to be exposed and recorded before the tip of his tongue returned to rim the entrance.