The Hot Exterminator, A Palm Springs Story

Turning The Hot Alpha Exterminator Into My Bitch

The alpha exterminator Tom had bred my hole in my spa.  He had taken to calling me his boy, making me into his bitch, at least for today.  Although the fucking had been hot, I wasn’t accustomed to being a bottom for anyone.  I wanted to put the alpha dog in his place.  But he was 6’2” and 200 pounds of tanned, tatted and smooth muscle—most likely stronger than me despite my 10 workouts a week.  I’d have to outsmart and seduce him if I was going to get a shot at his hole.

We got out of the spa and headed, with our semi-hard cocks swinging, in the direction of my tiled outdoor shower.  I loved this feature of my Palm Springs home and used this shower more than the one in my ensuite bedroom.  With ficus trees lining the perimeter of my property, my backyard was completely private and I could shower without fear of being spied upon.  

I turned on the shower and let the water warm up.  I said “After you stud,” with a wink, and Tom stepped under the shower head.  I poured some shower gel into my hand and began lathering up his muscled body.  I rubbed his wet pecs, which were at least 50” then soaped up his 20+ inch biceps.  I leaned in closely and ran my tongue over the peaks of both ceps.  His cock started to swell once more and he moaned softly.  I lifted his right arm and rubbed some gel into his black-haired armpit before doing the same with his left pit.  

“You know,” I said, “I have another kink you might like.”  “You don’t say,” the hot termite inspector said with a mischievous grin.  “Yeah,” I said while reaching for and unhooking the hand-held shower head.  I moved a lever that switched the shower spray from the overhead shower head to the nozzle in my hand.  “When I’m showering with a stud like you, I like to spray our cocks, balls and ass cracks with warm water until we get hard and one of us cums.”  And,” I grinned, “the loser naturally gets fucked.”  “Hmmmm,” Tom said, “You’ve already shown you have little ability to control your orgasms.  Are you sure you want to be railed again with my alpha cock?”  He took a step backwards and did a double bi-flex pose as soap dripped from his armpits and pecs.

I smirked at him "We'll see."  It was my way of letting him know he wasn’t going to be the alpha dog anymore.  I reached my left arm around his back and pulled him close to me.  My right arm held the shower head, and I turned it upside down so the warm water began to spray against our low-hanging smooth balls.  “Ohhhhhhh fucccckkkkk!” moaned the muscle hunk.  His thick 8” cock jumped and was soon fully erect between us.  My 7” cut cock responded almost as quickly.  

We began to frot once more—rubbing our swollen cock heads against each other—as I aimed the shower spray between Tom’s legs, letting the warm water flood his ass crack.  He sighed loudly.  I brought the hand-held shower head back and turned it downward so the spray began to assault our two mushroom heads.  A spurt of white pre-cum dripped down Tom’s fat shaft.  My mouth crashed into his as I kept the shower nozzle aimed downward between us.  My own cock was soon throbbing, feeling the sensation of the water and the exterminator’s big knob of a head.  I moved the shower head once more under our balls.  Tom’s body was vibrating now, as he drove his tongue into my mouth.  He was also panting like he had before breeding my hole in the spa.  Hold on, I told myself, hold on.  He’s yours if you do.  I brought the shower head up and turned it downward one more time so the water sprayed our cock heads.  Tom’s body shuddered against mine.  I demanded “Say it!” “Noooooo,” the stud moaned in response.  “Say it!” I commanded, tilting the shower head so the spray hit his v-spot right below his mushroom head.  He spasmed against me “I….I….I submit!”  Cum erupted like a fountain from his slit.  It landed on my cock head and balls before being washed away by the shower spray.  The sexy termite inspector all but collapsed against my body.  He buried his stubbled face between my 46” smooth pecs.

Holding onto the muscle stud with my left arm, I replaced the hand-held shower nozzle and switched the lever so the water flowed down on both of us from the shower head above.  “Now, you’re all mine, bitch,” I taunted.  I wrapped my right arm around Tom’s neck and squeezed while placing my left hand over his nose and mouth.  Within seconds, Tom started struggling, trying to break my front-facing sleeper hold.  But I held him firmly in place, likely impressing the hunk in distress with my strength.  His hands tried to pry my left hand away from his face.  I kept up the pressure and soon the muscle stud was sagging against my body.  His hazel green eyes rolled backwards as his knees buckled.  Tom’s body went completely limp and I let him go.  He slid down the length of my upper torso and quads until he was fast asleep on his chest on the tiled floor.

My hard cock pulsed with desire.  I had half a mind to jerk off right then and there and coat the stud’s broadly muscled back and butt with my load.  But his ass was too much to pass up.  I kneeled down next to him and slapped his face.  “Time to wake up, bitch,” I ordered.  He lifted his head and shook it.  “What…what happened,” he mumbled.  “You lost toy boy.  Time to pay up!” I gloated.  He got to his knees.  As I stood up as well, I grabbed a fistful of his wavy black hair and led him out of the shower, across the grass and back under a portico where I had an oversized black yoga mat.  I shoved him down onto his back and quickly straddled his body before sinking onto his abs.  I couldn’t resist those perfectly defined pecs.  I formed claws with both my hands and dug into them.  He cried out in pain.  His eyes pleaded with me to stop.  I snorted and taunted “How’s that feel, bitch?”  I finally relented and inched forward until my legs pinned his shoulders.  With one hand I cupped the back of his head and pressed his face into my steel pipe and balls.  My mushroom head bumped into his mouth.  “Open wide fucker!” I ordered.  He parted his lips and I rammed all 7” inches inside.  I started yanking his head forward over and over again—skull-fucking the hot exterminator who was now my submissive muscle boy.  “Fuck yeah!” I exclaimed.

I was tempted to explode my load down his throat or pull out and give his handsome face a facial, but again his hole was what I wanted most.  I let go of his head and reached back to grab his legs.  I yanked them up and rolled the sexy inspector over and back.  His feet touched the ground beyond his head.  His delectable ass cheeks pointed skyward.  I moved my hands to his hamstrings and stood.  Perfect, I thought.  Tom was about to be pile-driven.  “Tell me what you want, bitch!” I ordered.  There was a pause.  Then he said “Your thick cock.”  I almost came hearing his submission.  Pre-cum had moistened the head of my swollen dick.  I spit into his ass crack.  A light dusting of black fur lined his crack and encircled his completely exposed hole.

Oh yes, Tom was gonna get fucked hard and rough.  I wanted him to be crying out my name before this was over.  “Who am I, bitch?” I demanded.  “You’re…you’re my alpha Dom,” he replied plaintively.  I knew I had him.  He was mine—all mine.  My swollen mushroom head found Tom’s opening.  I pushed right past it and went balls deep in one thrust.  “OHHHH GODDDDDDD!!!” he cried out as my full length penetrated his very tight hole.  Rolled up, Tom’s semi-hard cock pointed downward toward his face.  It began to thicken again as I thrust my dick in and out of his hole.  The thought occurred to me that Tom might have been a virgin.  He certainly wasn’t anymore.  “That’s it, bitch, take my alpha cock up your muscle boy hole!” I exclaimed.  Tom responded in kind “Yeah, Vinny, fuck me, fuck me hard!  He grunted "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!”  I was loving it.  It was a 360 degree change from our time in the spa.  He was fucking mine.  I owned the muscle stud.

My cock went deep inside his canal on every thrust downward.  His hard cock spurted pre-cum between his pecs.  The fluid dribbled down onto his Adam’s apple.  Tom stared up at me with sex-hazed eyes.  “Fuck yes!” he exclaimed, “Fuck me, Vinny, make me your bitch boy!”  I nodded down at him "This what you needed, boy?"  He whimpered yes.  I kept pummeling his hole.  My cock felt thicker than ever—like I could go on forever.  But my load was rising.  The hot exterminator began to clench down as I thrusted my manhood inside his hole.  The massaging of my dick was too much.  I yelled “Oh God, I’m cumming!!!” and buried my hard, throbbing cock inside his chute as it detonated a huge load.  I nearly fell forward but steadied myself on the stud’s hamstrings.  His eyes suddenly rolled backward as his balls drew up.  Cum exploded from his cock coating his nose, cheeks and mouth.  His body shuddered below mine.  Both our climaxes lasted for several seconds before subsiding.

I unrolled Tom’s legs and let myself collapse on top of his muscled body.  I licked his salty release from his face and kissed his mouth once more.  Soon, our tongues were intertwined.  Our bodies were incredibly sweaty from fucking like animals in the blazing heat and slid easily against each other.  We stayed that way for a long time--passionately kissing and slip-siding away.  After three cum loads, you’d think we’d be done but our cocks came back to life.  I almost said “Let’s go again,” but realized the hot exterminator was probably already late for his next appointment.  Instead I nuzzled against his face and murmured “Next time, we’ll wrestle on mats in my garage.”  “Yeah?” Tom replied “And what happens to the loser?”  I smirked “I think you know the answer.”

The End.