At Shane's Mercy

Shane forced me to accept defeat and his surrender terms: 'man I could sit on you're face all day, how long has it been now, must be three or four hours. Like the view of my ass? You're missing all the sun up here and that amazing sea breeze. I'm not hearing you,.... all you've done all afternoon is submit and beg. I'm thinking I might show you some mercy, if surrender and obey'.

I don't know if Shane had worked to a plan, but his assault on me was flawless: agonising bear hug, slamming me onto the sand and then sitting on my face, all to exhaust me, so I couldn't recover and counter attack.

Whatever way he was sitting on me, I couldn't shift him. He was too heavy and muscular and my face was buried into his crack. I was so drained by the time he offered his terms of surrender, I had no choice.

'You will agree: (1) I'm the victor of day one (2) You're ass is mine tonight, I own it (3) You will obey me totally.

Shane took his time getting off me. Once I'd agreed his terms, he wanted to make it clear he wasint joking.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw his thick hamstrings and muscular butt cheeks lifting off me. I felt so light and was finally inhaling clean sea air. It was dark though, that fucker had been on me for hours !

He turned around and put his hand out to help me up. 'Youre going to need a hand the state you're in'. On the way up I couldn't help but stare at his cock. Right there in my face. What a work of art!

Back on my feet and Shane just stared hard into my eyes, grinning. 'I really fucked you up today'.

Back in the tent it was as though none of it had happened. Shane was chatty, charming and even arranged a barbeque outside.

After an hour he turned his attention to the night ahead: ' it's important to eat well, you're going to need energy tonight. I've never really done an all nighter on you, it's going to be a buzz. I hope you're loose lad, because you're going to cry if you're not'

The way Shane looked at me, it felt like he was serious, even though he was smiling. The moon enhanced his 'mini marine' build. He was handsome and tough looking.

Shane was wearing grappling shorts , he often did, I reckon to show off his big thighs, cock and balls. It worked, Shane's alpha centre was off the chart, he was like a bull in his prime, all bulging and ripe.

I kept thinking, all of that meat is going inside me, he's going to plough into me, how the fuck can I take it? He saw me and guessed ' don't blame you lad, you know my reputation, how many girlfriends complained I was too big?, as if I could help that !, I'm fucking born lucky, that's it! As if it's a bad thing ha. So I reckon you will stand a better chance bud, being a lad and all'.

Shane made certain I had fully recovered before he set to work on me. He even had a stash of beer in the corner.

' I'm going to ride you like a jockey in the sand, get face down on the sand, yeah like that, and bend you're arms up you're back, so I can use them as reins. That's it, now try to look at it this way, you're going to struggle but when you're broken in, you will love my cock'.

Shane was laughing as he started to drill into me: ' fuck lad, that's tight, great for me, more stimulation but seriously relax for you're sake'. He didn't realise I was relaxed, last time he fucked me, he couldn't have been that big.

He groaned with pleasure 'aah, yeah yeah,aash..fuck man I'm doing this kneeling, wait till I go down and in further'. At first I just felt plugged but then , he started to grow in me and it was brutal. Moments of agony and then sheer ecstasy. It seemed to take ages, as if time slowed down, as if he was a giant needle, slowly filling me with pain and then ectasy.

Shane was deep into me when he paused. 'fuck you're arms, I'll use your face'. His hands crossed over my face and his fingers interlocked. My face was now his anchor and he was ready to attack.

It's one think having a monster cocked jock ease his way into you, but when you have a rough twenty year old alpha, with an instiable sexual hunger, it's brutal.

Shane launched in, out, in, out, in out. Each time further and faster. He panted and pulled at my face to achieve more leverage. He ploughed my ass as if it was his field of pleasure. He was raging, sweating and in ecstacy. I shook from his torturous grip, shuddered in orgasm and was at near collapse, when he was all in.

He still hadn't shot a load and he was flat on my back, pausing, whispering 'you're mine now lad'. Moments later I felt his cock, ripple through me, sending shockwaves of pleasure as his cum exploded. He screamed with pleasure, his cum smell filled the air, his sweat rained down on me, he licked my earlobes and gripped my face hard.

Shane had taken me to a place of bliss, I'd only imagined. He was still in me and ready to ride again.