Trust Me, Bro

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"Yeah! Fuck me!" Jax cried out. "I love your big fucking cock!" He was practically gasping for air as I deep-dicked his tight hole. I hadn't been able to fuck him last week, so we were making up for lost time. Just moments after I'd walked into his apartment, my cock was in his tight fuckhole, giving it the drilling it hadn't gotten for over a week.

I mean, sure, getting fucked by him a week ago had been better than I expected, but I still needed a mouth and hole around my cock just like any other straight dude, and Jax was more than happy to oblige. My girlfriend practically seemed relieved that I wasn't asking her for sex as much, and certainly that I wasn't asking her for more than just regular vaginal; even if she didn't know I was getting the rest of it from somewhere else. Jax's verbal affirmations of how much he enjoyed it rang through the room, empowering me to fuck him as well as I could.

"You're gonna make me cuuuuuum!" he whined, as I pistoned his prostate relentlessly. I jacked him off as I did, his cock leaking precum.

"Me too, Jax. Shiiittt..." I replied, feeling the familiar surge rising within me.

"Do it, stud. Shoot your hot cum inside of me! Fill me up!"

"Arrrrgh, fuuckk.." I grunted, the orgasm ripping through me. "Fuck, you're so good. Take this fucking load, slut!" I growled, shooting ropes of cum deep into him. "ARRRGGHHHH GOD YEAHHHHHH! GYAAAAAAHHHHH!"

"YESSSS! OH GODDD!! FUUUUCK, YOU'RE FILLING ME SO MUCH, ROSS!" Jax yelled, his own climax erupting. Jets of hot, sticky spunk spewed from his cock, splashing against his chest. He collapsed on the bed, panting, his ass clenching around my shaft, milking the last drops of cum out of me. His hole started overflowing, jizz leaking out around me.

"God, that was fucking good," he breathed. "So worth the wait."

"Damn right," I said, pulling out. I checked my watch. "Shit, almost time to pick up Julie."

"Shit, I gotta get to work, too. Wanna join me in the shower?" Jax asked.

"Do I even need to answer that?" I chuckled. He got up and I followed him to the shower. The pristine water warmed up and we got in, quickly feeling the warm liquid coat our skins. He got some soap and began massaging my pecs, his hands slick with soap, his hard cock pressed against mine.

"Mmm, this is nice," Jax murmured.

"Yeah," I sighed.

He continued his massage, his hands moving lower. Soon, they were between my legs, massaging my balls.

"Damn, these are big," he teased. "I bet your girl loves them."

"She does," I moaned.

"Good," he smiled. "How about this?" he asked, his hand wrapping around my cock and giving it a tug.

"Ah, God," I moaned. "Yes, she does."

"I don't think she does this, though," Jax grinned, taking it in his mouth.

"No, no she does not," I breathed, as his hand continued stroking and his mouth cleaned my jizz-coated cock off. It hardened again inside his warm orifice, and I felt him reach behind and stick a finger inside my ass.

"Ffffuuuck, she DEFINITELY doesn't do that..." I moaned.

"And she doesn't make you cum like I do, either," he taunted.

"Fuck no, she doesn't," I gasped, feeling the orgasm rising inside me.

"Cum for me, stud. Cum for me and show me what I can do to a straight guy," Jax said, jerking me faster. He finger-fucked me deeper, adding another into my tight hole. I could feel his digits rub my prostate.

"Oh, fuuuuuck, Jax..." I moaned, my cock twitching. "Oh my Goddddd..."

"Do it," Jax demanded. "Shoot that hot load for me, cumslut."

"Arrrrgh, yeeessss. FUUUCCCKKK!!!" I cried, exploding into his mouth. "Fuckkk, yesss!"

"Mmmm, delicious," he purred, licking the rest off my shaft. I groaned as he yanked his fingers out of my compact asshole. My cock spurted again, letting out the remainder of my second load. My balls felt emptied, as I leaned against the shower wall, catching my breath. We finished cleaning off, and we quickly dried ourselves. "Now it's time to get out, stud. Can't have you showing up late."

"Sure thing, thanks man," I said.

***

I headed back to the yoga studio, a short drive from Jax's place, since both were downtown. I saw Julie standing outside with someone. He was a surprisingly attractive man, around my age. He had short hair, and wore a sleeveless shirt and yoga pants. They were both talking, and she was laughing at something he said. I got out of the car and walked over to them. "Hey babe! Did you have fun at the park? she asked.

"Sure did! You have fun at yoga?"

"Always," she giggled. "This is Nick, my instructor. Nick, this is my boyfriend, Ross," she introduced us.

"Nick Patel. Nice to meet you!" he reached out to shake my hand, and I did. So this was her instructor? I'll admit, I was surprised it was a dude. Especially such a good-looking one, too. Pangs of jealousy began to surge through me. Could she be cheating on me? Was she fucking this dude behind my back? Did she even do yoga? Could I trust her around a muscular, objectively attractive dude who she saw every week? Admittedly, the irony of my thoughts were lost on me, but I suppose rationality doesn't mix well with emotion, and I felt jealous of him, whatever the case may be.

"Ross Taylor. Nice to meet you too," I tried my best to remain civil; there wouldn't be any point in acting out right now. I managed to bring my head back to some semblance of rationality. I didn't have any evidence that she was cheating on me, and unless there was any hint of it, there would be no reason to do anything I knew I'd otherwise regret. "So is she a good student?" I asked. "I hope she's better than the time I tried to teach her Mario Kart!"

"Ross!" she hit her hand against my shoulder, but Nick laughed. "It was a silly game, anyway!"

"Babe, you couldn't even use the blue shells right!" I teased her. She hit my shoulder again, and Nick laughed.

"No, she's an excellent student. One of my best! I always say she could be the one teaching the class." he said, regaining his composure. Okay, good, I thought. At least there's a group, so they probably aren't alone together. "You know, you seem really tense too," he continued. "Yoga might really help with that. It's a great tool for relaxation."

"Yeah, Ross! That would be a great idea!" Julie said. "We could do it together! You already drive me over here anyway. It would be so much fun!"

"Thanks, dude," I said. "But it's not really my thing, and I like getting a good workout in the park while Julie's here anyway." It wasn't a total lie, I WAS getting a good workout, just not at the park.

"Are you sure, man? Yoga is a great workout too. How do you think I stay in such good shape!" he laughed. "If you'd like, you can come by tomorrow after all my class sessions finish up. I'll give you a private lesson. First one's complimentary!"

I'll admit, it was tempting. Who doesn't like free things? And if nothing else, it would give me a chance to size him up, make sure nothing's going on between him and Julie...

"Okay, okay. You wore me down. I'll give it a try, tomorrow," I conceded.

"Great! Stop by after 5. Wear something comfortable that you can still sweat in!" Nick said.

Julie seemed excited on the drive home. I guess she was thrilled that I was engaging in one of her interests, and she was probably hoping this would convince me to do it with her. I'll admit, it would be nice to spend some more time with her and do something as a couple. Still, Jax and I had a good thing going, and I wasn't ready to give that up yet.

***

The next day, I showed up at the yoga studio after work. I wore a tank top and thin sweatshorts, which seemed appropriate enough. I opened the door and told the receptionist I was meeting Nick. She pointed me towards one of the classrooms in the back. I opened the door.

"Ross! Welcome back. I wasn't sure if you'd actually show!" Nick laughed. He was wearing yoga pants and a tank top that accentuated his big pecs surprisingly well.

"Well, I'm here. Figured if Julie likes it, I might as well see what it's about," I replied.

"Smart choice. I always say it's better to give in and let your girl tell you what you want to do," we both laughed. We made conversation for a bit, and so far nothing raised any red flags between him and Julie. I learned he also teaches CrossFit in addition to yoga. He rolled out two yoga mats on the floor. "Okay, go stand on the mat. We'll get in the starting pose, then I'll guide you through it." I moved over to the mat like he instructed. "Hey man, do you mind if I take my shirt off? It gets really hot in here at the end of the day, especially when I've been sweating from teaching classes for a few hours."

"Nah man, no problem! In fact, do you mind if I take mine off too?"

"Go right ahead!" we stripped our tank tops off. He had a shockingly muscular chest, and deep-cut six-pack abs that would put most men to shame.

Nick was on the mat directly across from me, and showed me what to do. A few times, he got up to reposition me and guide my body into the right pose. His hands were surprisingly muscular. A few times, I felt his pecs brush up against my back, his nipples grazing my skin.

"So, are you flexible?" Nick asked.

"Honestly, no. Julie's always telling me how tense I am, and honestly, I could use a little more flexibility," I admitted.

"That's perfectly fine. Yoga can help a lot, especially for people with little experience. You'll start noticing results very quickly, I can promise you that," he replied. "You're not so bad. Just a little tense around the middle, which is to be expected, especially given your musculature."

"Okay," he said. "Now we're going to move onto Downward Dog."

"What's that?"

"It's a basic yoga pose, part of the foundation. It's very relaxing, and a good way to stretch out the muscles. Ready?"

"Ready," I replied.

"Spread your legs a little, Ross," Nick directed, and I did. I could feel his hands gripping me firmly as he pushed my body down into position.

"Like this?" I asked.

"Little wider," he guided, putting his hand on the side of my hips and pulling slightly. I adjusted a little. "No no no. Hang on." Nick got behind me, and I could feel his abs against my butt. "Damn, dude. You're so tense. Here we go," he said, as he adjusted me into the proper pose. He lifted off of me and went back to his mat. "Okay, let's continue," Nick said. We moved through the poses again, but for some reason, I could never hold downward dog. My positioning was still a bit off, and every time, I seemed to collapse under myself.

"Okay man, I'm gonna help you out here." Nick knelt down got behind me, and pressed his stomach against me again. I could feel his weight against me, as he adjusted my stance, his muscular hands guiding my body downward and stretching my arms and legs.

"Okay, Ross. I'm gonna stand up and stay behind you, guide you while you try to hold the pose. Ready?"

"yeah," I said. He did just that, and I could feel his pelvis begin to press against my butt. His penis pressed against my crack. Fuck, was he hard?! His cock was huge, and felt like it was wedged between my asscheeks, separated by the layers of fabric we wore. That's when I realized my cock was hard, too. When did that happen? I wasn't sure whether he had taken notice of it, but it seemed he was pretty turned on by this situation too, whether he acknowledged it or not.

"That's it, dude. Now let's see how long you can hold this position," he said. I stayed like that as long as I could, but the stress of the position began to get to me, and I clenched my muscles in an effort to hold it. That seemed to cause me to squeeze my butt cheeks too, inadvertently squeezing him. "Shittt..." he muttered quietly, but apparently he didn't realize that I could hear. He began grinding ever-so slightly against my crack. The slight sensations of the fabric of my underwear pressing into me, rubbing against my skin, reached my dick. I think it started leaking precum!

After a few minutes, his grinding became more powerful and more plainly apparent. His clothed cock moved between my clothed butt cheeks, and my own penis continued to twitch and leak. Fuck, I'm actually enjoying this, I thought, and so was he. My erection pressed against my underwear, straining in the tight fabric.

"Argh, shit," Nick muttered, more loudly this time. His grinds turned into thrusts as his still-clothed shaft slid between my clothed buttcheeks, forcing the fabric into my crack and tickling my hole. Fuck, my cock couldn't take much more of this if I didn't let it out. I pulled it out of the buttoned-up slits in my underwear and pants, and it popped out, bouncing in the air beneath me. Precum leaked like a spigot all over the mat. Nick could see I'd finally let my cock out, and finally dropped all pretense. He pulled away from me and grabbed my shorts. Before I knew it, he'd torn a hole in the back of both my shorts and underwear, exposing my asscrack.

"Damn dude, you've got a nice fucking ass. Bigger than a lot of the chicks I teach here!" Nick said. I heard him spit, and he pressed his big, wet, now-bare cock against my crack, which he'd pulled out of his pants by now. If there was ever any doubt, it was at full mast now, and it felt BIG. It wasn't as long as Jax's, but it felt thicker for sure. He slid it between my cheeks, grinding and teasing me as his shaft slid along my hole, but not entering yet.

"Fuuuuck...Goddamn. Ohhhhhh..." I moaned at the teasing.

"Arrggghhh...Shittt" Nick grunted as my buttcrack continued squeezing the length of the shaft, while he continued to move it along me. He was breathing heavily, and the room was filled with the sounds of our moans. He'd stopped paying attention to my position, and I could barely even keep the pose anymore, but none of that mattered. Nick was unconcerned about yoga now; he seemed intent on fucking me, and at this point, it seemed like a crapshoot whether he cared if I actually wanted it or not, but at this point I was too horny myself to care. I'd only been fucked once by Jax just last week, but screw it. I was taking it again.

Nick spit on my asscrack and let it drip down until he used his cock to smear it against my hole. "Ungghhh," I moaned at the sensation. Nick lined the tip up with my asshole, and pressed it in.

"Ohhhhhh fuuuuckk," I moaned, the girth spreading my hole wider than it'd ever been before.

"Holy shit, you're tight, motherfucker," Nick grunted, sliding deeper into me. "Fuuuuuck! Hrrggghhhh" he growled out as he struggled to stretch me open. I wasn't sure who was struggling more, but it turned me on beyond belief.

"Aaaaarrgghh...shit, fuck, fuck, aaaargggh," I groaned as his thick member penetrated me, and a sharp pain shot through me. "God damn, dude! That hurts like hell! You're so fucking huge!"

"Just relax, man. You'll be fine," he assured me. "Take a deep breath and focus on the pleasure. Just like yoga."

"Aaaaaaahhhh!" I cried out, as he pushed harder, and his cock finally slipped in.

"Fuuuuuck, Ross. That's it, squeeze that motherfuckin' dick in there. Yeeaaahhhh!" Nick growled and moaned. He began thrusting slowly, pulling out a bit before grinding back in. It hurt, and at the same time felt amazing. Despite Nick's easygoing and calm demeanor earlier, he was a wild, nearly-unrestrained fucker.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to keep it together. God dammit, did I like this. His arms wrapped around my torso as he squeezed me tight, and began thrusting faster. His hands gripped my pecs, playing with my sensitive nipples and sending shockwaves through my body. "Unngh... Yessss, Ross. Fuck yeahhh...your hole is so good…" Nick thrust into me harder, fucking me like a wild man; I couldn't keep still or hold back the moans anymore. "Oh god, Nick! Don't stop! You’re so goddamn Huuuuge!" I cried out. The head of his cock was hitting my prostate with every thrust, and it felt so fucking good. Each time he stroked against it I arched my back even further, and when he pulled out a bit before plunging back in I whimpered for more.

"You like that big cock?" Nick taunted, his voice deepening with lust as he leaned down to suck on my neck. "You want more of it?" His tongue traced my jawline as he spoke, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yeah...God!" I groaned, feeling a rush of heat between my legs. My whole body tensed up in pleasure as his cock rammed in and out, rubbing against that sweet spot inside me. He pulled me up, his large chest pressed against my back while he drilled me and continued fondling my pecs. My insides clenched around him with each thrust while Nick pistoned in and out of me like a beast, making me crazy with lust. It was intense, rough, and aggressive, but exciting. My own throbbing cock bobbed in front of me, precum dripping onto the mat underneath us both as he continued to fuck my brains out. I didn’t dare touch it, out of fear even one touch would set it off.

"Mmmm...Aaaaggggghhhh!!!" Moaning and grunting, I could feel Nick's muscular body moving against mine as he slammed into me again. Each time he broke our connection with a grunt or moan made me want him deeper still; the tighter I squeezed his cock, the faster, harder, and rougher he fucked me. Still, neither of us were anywhere close to being finished. 

“Gyaaaaahh!” I screamed out. He had begun slapping my pecs, hitting my nipples and sending me into overdrive as I thrust back against him just as hard. By the time he stopped, my chest was all red. He let me drop back down to the mat, burying himself back to the hilt as he started smacking my big ass with his meaty, muscular hands, too.

"Fuck yeah, Ross. Take that big fucking dick. Tell me how much you like it. C'mon, say it," Nick growled. His hand slapped against my sore ass again.

"Ahhh...fuccckkk, Nick. It's so good! It's so big, aaaagggghhh!!"

"Tell me how much you love being fucked, bitch," Nick taunted.

"Oh my God, yes! Yes, fuck, Nick. Fuck me, please! It feels incredible. Oh, God. I want it," I begged. Nick reached his hand towards my neck and started gripping it, choking me lightly yet firmly.

"FUCK. YEAH." He growled, punctuating each word with a thrust. "Take it hard, motherfucker! Fuckin' take it!" Nick snarled, his grip tightening on my neck as he began drilling me like an animal. I could barely breathe, but he kept slamming into me, filling my hole with his thick cock.

"Oh...God! Unnnghhhh," I managed to groan. My head spun, the oxygen deprivation adding to the sensory overload.

"Say my name, bitch. Who's your daddy?"

"You're my daddy," I moaned.

"Say my name."

"You're my fucking daddy, Nick! Fuuuck! Arrggghhhhh!" I growled. as he power-fucked me. He released my neck and grabbed my ass so he could hold it steady while going full throttle inside it.

I moaned out as the rough and intense pounding continued, my body moving with his rhythm. The smell of our sweat filled the room, mixed with the scent of Nick's arousal and mine. Our heavy breathing echoed around the space, getting louder with each thrust. The heat of his body pressed against mine drove me wild. He was fucking me harder, faster, and deeper now, hitting that spot inside me over and over again while his hands roamed my chest and ass roughly. I could feel myself getting closer, and the way he bit down on his lip and grunted with each stroke told me he was losing control too.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum," he warned, thrusting hard and deep.

"Me too! Oh shit! Fuck!" I moaned back, feeling the same way.

Nick gripped my hips tighter and started slamming into me harder still. "Say it!" he growled into my ear, pushing my head back into the mat.

"Please, Nick!" I begged, not caring how pathetic I sounded. "Make me cum with your cock!"

With a low grunt, he did exactly that, his cock throbbing as he found that sweet spot inside me. I felt a rush of pleasure shoot up my spine like lightning as he hit it dead-on every time. His movements became erratic then, unleashing wave after wave of orgasmic ecstasy from both of us. "Ungh...God...Nick! Shittttttt! GyyaaAAAAHHHHH!" I cried out his name as my cum splattered onto the mat in large spurts, some even splashing up to my face and pecs. Nick let out a long moan, his huge muscular body shuddering as his seed shot deep inside me in hot bursts. “Goddammit, fuuuuuck Ross! Take my fuckin’ load, fucker! Shhhhittttt!!! Aaaaagghh!” he pounded into me roughly as he continued pumping jizz into my straight fuckhole. I moaned in pleasure, spent, just laying there and taking it from him until he collapsed on top of me.

“Goddamn, dude, you took that pounding like a champ!” he said. “The ladies never let me do it that rough, but fuck, you took everything I had! Shit!” he laughed, as he pulled his cock out of me. I grunted as he popped out. “Fuck, when I felt that big, tight ass against me I just couldn’t help myself, I had to fuck it. Thanks for being such a good sport about it!”

I smiled and gave Nick a double thumbs up. He took a look at my ass. “Damn Ross, you’re gaping!” he said, and stuck three fingers in me. 

“Ohhhhh, shitttt…” I moaned. He pressed against my prostate, and then pulled out his now cum-soaked fingers. He moved to my head and brought them to my face.

“Open up,” he said. I took them in my mouth and sucked the cum off his digits. “Damn, dude!” he laughed.

“I think I might be down for some more yoga lessons,” I smirked. 

“Definitely,” Nick said. Think you’re gonna need more hands-on teaching than a group class, though,” he smirked. “Complimentary, of course!”

***

I cleaned up in the bathroom, and put my tank top back on. I drove home, feeling stretched open with the sensation of Nick's load buried inside me. I walked in the door and was greeted by Julie. She had just made dinner and was setting the table.

"Hey, babe! How was yoga?"

"It was surprisingly good," I said. That part wasn't a lie. "I might keep doing it, actually!"

"Ooh, yay! We can see about signing you up for my session!"

"Oh, sorry babe. Nick says I'm not quite up to the level of your class just yet, and that I'd need private lessons until I'm caught up."

"Oh, ok...well at least we can practice together at home, then!"

"Sure, absolutely!" Luckily, I managed to slip into the closet without her noticing my ruined shorts and underwear that exposed my gaping, fucked, cum-slicked asshole. I changed out of my ruined clothes, hid them well until I could hide them in my car tomorrow, and into something that wouldn't tell her, "I just had rough gay sex with your yoga instructor and took a massive cock and load up my ass." Then I went back out and joined her for dinner, a little bit of jizz leaking into my fresh underwear.