Arab stallion to pussy slave

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"Wow, that is so cool! Oh God, you're the best!” Pia screamed into the morning sky while Can came inside her once more. "Please Can, give me a break!" she begged the sweaty Arab who had been fucking her for over an hour now. The 19-year-old, whom she had met the night before at the Pascha, had pounded her vagina with his fat cock like a well-oiled piston in a cylinder, so that Can's muscles around her slender hips were also starting to tire. But the blonde's buxom body beneath him, her ample breasts and round, firm ass continued to get him just as horny as he had been the night before when she strolled past him at the New Year's Eve party with a drink in hand and her pelvis accidentally or intentionally stroked his cock which vivibly to everybody around him got hard and pressed against the black fabric of his pants.

Now that he was enthroned naked above her, Pia took a closer look at the young man's body. Not a bodybuilder but athletically fit, glistening sweat covered his rounded shoulders and dripped down well-defined triceps and biceps onto the floor beside them. His whole body was covered with sweat, as if oiled, so he had worked hard on and in her. Pia herself had come twice, clutching the cover of the sofa in her parents' conservatory. She didn't care if her nails left marks on the fabric or if one of her pink fingernails even broke off. Never before in her young years had she felt such powerful orgasms.

The Arab saw her renewed devotion and grinned smugly. With this horny bride he could add another conquest to his list of hot pussy. She had turned him on, now she had to pay for it too, so she wouldn't forget his special talents over the next few weeks or months.

"Not a chance babe, I want to cum in your hot juicy pussy one more time!" Can moaned and put on even more pressure, pounding the blonde's pelvis into the pillows and clenching his flawless white teeth just as he was about to give another load to pump into her.

"Again?" Pia squealed in disbelief, swallowing as he came a fourth time inside her, not to mention the first time he'd just pulled his shiny dark cock out of her pussy before flooding her insides, marking her breasts sticky white with his juice.

"Oh fuck, yes! Here come Can's Babies! Uhh.. Ahhhh... aaaahhhh!"

Can collapsed on top of the blonde and covered her open mouth with a kiss while his hands spread and rubbed his own by now drying cum onto her breasts gently. None of them suspected that a young Indian was watching them from behind a hedge in the garden plot. The property of Pia's parents, who were away for the holidays as usual, was actually well secured, but Akshay had managed to slip through the electronic gate behind her car and holed up behind bushes in front of the conservatory. The park around the house was so extensive that you could get lost in it. Pia's father had invested in real estate at the right time, multiplied the money through clever share deals and thus enabled her and her mother to live a carefree life. After a while, the Indian had always followed at a safe distance in the direction of the main house and had finally been able to find orientation by the sounds that revealed their sexual activity to the world through the half-open sliding door.

"Just let me get something to drink!" Pia broke the kiss, squeezed out from under Can and threw a transparent cloth over her naked body. "I'll be right back, sweetheart!"

She disappeared into the darkness of the living room and Akshay knew he didn't have much time now. He pulled out of his pocket a roll of duct tape that he had packed especially for the occasion and crept up behind the tired Arab lying on the sofa through the sliding door. The olive-hued body lay exhausted on its side, the cock still smeared with his semen and pussy juice dangling limp but still bulging down his side. A soft snoring could be heard.

"That's what happens when you party all through the night!" Akshay thought gleefully and was happy that the Arab seemed to make it particularly easy for him. He took the duct tape and wrapped it carefully around the sleeping Arab's wrists in four or five layers. Despite the sweat on the skin, the tape immediately stuck well. Then Akshay grabbed the ankles and tied them together as well. The sleeping body rolled onto its back and a short moan of satisfaction escaped the sensual lips of the bound man, who was still dozing off. Apparently, the proportion of vodka had now replaced the stimulating effect of Red Bull. The Indian pulled out a vial of anesthetic, dribbled some onto a white cloth, and used duct tape to tape it to the lips of the Arab below him. A short startled twitch ran through the young body. Can opened his eyes briefly, but before he could understand his situation, the anesthetic took effect and he sank back into a state of rest.

Quickly, before Pia was back, Akshay shouldered the limp body, grabbed the boy's trousers and shoes, left the winter garden same way as he had come and quickly disappeared between the trees in the direction of the gate, which he had deliberately blocked with duct tape in the locking mechanism. Despite the man's weight, the Indian managed to slide the gate open far enough to squeeze himself and his victim through. A few steps further, he stuffed Can's body into the trunk of his car and carelessly tossed the clothes along, so that the heel of the shoe smacked sharply against the Arab's ribs. He closed the trunk and drove off quickly, glad that there were no passersby at this hour.

When Pia returned to their love nest a few seconds later, Can had disappeared. Only his white shirt was lying a few yards outside the house on the lawn. She called his name, thinking he was just peeing on a tree somewhere, but got no response. Disappointed, she went back into the kitchen with the two glasses of champagne, even leaving the shirt on the lawn.

"Let the rats get it!" she murmured angrily at herself for once again being just a notch in a bed.

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The narcotics kept Can well under control. Only marginally did he notice that he was being dragged out of a trunk into a small room on a mattress. His hands were briefly untaped and re-secured from in front of his body with handcuffs behind his back. Then the tape on his legs was untied and a cold metal bar was placed across his ankles. With new duct tape, his ankles were attached to each end of the bar, so his legs were permanently spread. A white leather mask covering his eyes and ears was placed over his head so that he saw only darkness through some tiny holes around his eyes and the sounds were muffled as if he were underwater. Someone was stroking his naked body, kissing his neck, biceps, and belly button, sucking the salty male sweat from the small hollow. Akshay thought sweat tasted sweeter the younger the man were. A condom was carefully slipped over the boy's cock.

"It keeps your pussy juice fresh!" a male voice spoke to him as if from a kilometer away and he drifted away again.

--

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long he had slept, but the empty feeling in his stomach indicated that the day was drawing to a close. His wrists and ankles were still bound and his eyes were blindfolded. Only the handcuffs were removed and his hands were taped to the bedposts as well. Can tried to free himself, at least ripping or loosening the tape around his ankles on the metal bar, but they were firmly in place, all efforts were in vain. Exhausted, he sank back into his lateral resting position and awaited his fate while the effects of the drugs drew him back to sleep.

Can slowly rose back to consciousness and realised that he was lying on his back in a large bed. He was naked except a mask on his face and some kind of underwear and his wrists and ankles were tied to the bed frame leaving him spread eagle. Frantically Can looked around the room through the little holes in the mask he was wearing as he struggled to free himself. Suddenly he spotted the shadow of a large man standing just inside the door with glistening muscles on his bare chest.

Stranger: "Finally you woke up, sleeping Beauty."

Can: "Where am I! What the hell, please untie me man."

"I don't think so boy I have bigger plans for you" and with that the starnger started to make his way slowly towards the bed. Can began to struggle even more with his bonds trying to break free from the ropes that bound him to the bed, to no avail. As Akshay reached the side of the bed Can noticed that his body was totally covered in a sheen of sweat and the rank animal smell emanating from his body was becoming overpowering. It reminded Can of the smell of a locker room in his gym, when at least a dozen of guys change after a hard workout. He instinctly sniffed and took a deep breath through the holes of the mask.

Akshay: "You see my arab bride, same as I like to revel in my own stink myself you seem to like it too, is that a boner down there between your sissy legs? While you were sleeping I have managed to build up quite a reek and I think I won't waste it under the shower. So I have decided tu share it with you. I am going to force you to love it as much as I do. I figure the best way to get you used to it is to force you to smell me for the next few hours or even days while I pleasure the hell out of you. It'll take some time but in the end you'll be addicted to my smells"

Can cried "Hey man, who ever you are, you can't do that. What have I done to you? Do you want money? Come on Dude just untie me and we can forget about all of this."

Akshay laughed: "No way buddy. It's for your own pleasure. By the end of this day you are going to love my stink, you may even beg for it." With that Akshay bent down and before Can could say anything else, the captor lifted his arm and placed his sweaty rank pit over Can's face behind the mask. Can again started to struggle and tried to turn his face away from Akshay's stinking pit. But Akshay used his full power of his whole arm to hold Can's head in place.

"Arab pussy just hold still and take a few deep breaths, take in my stink cause no matter what you are going to do, you'll take it in. Even if I have to do it the hard way." Can tried to give him a dirty look through the latex mask and redoubled his efforts to break free. A layer of sweat was running down the sides of his own torso.

"No need to struggle whore. So this is what we are going to do since you want it the hard way. You are going to stay tied to the bed for the rest of the week, something like two or three days, you don't need to worry about anything except loving the different smells I am going to give you. I will bring you some meals and stuff to drink and I have a diaper for... when you need to... well you know. And look at that nice still white diaper you are wearing, that'll catch up all the mess you make and fill up every time you let go. By the end of the week it will not be that white anymore, I promise! As for the mask that is how you are going to be forced to smell whatever I want you to smell. And all I need to do is put whatever I want you to smell inside of it, then no matter how much you twist and turn it will still be sticking to your mouth and nostrils. Some of the stuff might be crusty and scratch on your sensitive skin and lips. Feel free to moisten it with your tounge, that'll be much more comfortable in the end. Let's start with something easy now!"

As Akshay was explaining this he could watch Can's expression go from disbelieving to angry to shocked and finally totally horrified. With an evil smile Akshay reached over and picked up a wash cloth from the bedside table. Clearly for Can to see he began rubbing that wash cloth in first one sweaty pit and then the other. He then lifted the sweaty cloth to his own nose and took a deep whiff.

"Oh Can-pussy you are going to love this, or at least you will by the end of the week." And with that Akshay placed the cloth inside the mask just over Can's mouth leaving the nostrils free to get the aromas of his swaet. And thus began a day of first torture for Can but somehow, it might have been an effect of some chemical drugs he was given inbetween, after some hours he enjoyed the different smells. As he was introduced to each new stink, Akshyay proceeded to pleasure Can's body in the most extreme ways edging him again and again till he pleaded his captor to let him cum. While the arab captive was forced to take in more and more of the aromas changing from the cum & piss soaked Jockstrap Akshay had not taken off for the last week to some really crusty socks that were wedged into his mouth ending with a wet cloth that Akshay has pissed on recently and a Boxer with some really crusty skid marks that Can began lapping with his tongue as adviced. Can was wearing the diaper all the time, first filling it with loads of piss. Akshay fed him a rich amount of beans and garlic food, so his turds, that pressed into his asscleft and skin, were smelling more awful than ever. After two days in the end of the week Akshay finally pulled the mask off of Can's head and looked at him amused and confident.

„So how do you feel by now, having sniffed a real man for so long?“ Akshay asked not really needing an answer cause he could see it in his prey's eyes.

Can answered thogh in a kind of deluded voice "You are a nasty bastard! You forced that on me! I never would have imagined I could stand that but you were right, by now I somehow got used to... sorry, Sir, do love your stink." And with that Can raised his head as far as he could go and sniffed for his captor's skin and in one hard motion he managed to plant his face in Akshay's pit and stick his tongue into the moist hairy cleft.

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After Christmas Eve's gluttony Akshay had given his slave a week's rest. Manhor had been training twice a day, full-body workouts in supersets, which defined his body a few more nuances in the week. When he came back from training on New Year's Eve, he looked like a Greek god. His hair had grown back and luckily the green tint had washed out after a few washes. The light stubble of dark hair already grew to a trimmed pelt on his chest and arms, which the Arabian liked almost better trimmed than his wild growth before. Several times a day he couldn't resist the temptation to stroke the almost one centimeter long offspring on his forearms, legs, chest and balls and to enjoy the soft feeling. He was becoming a man again, no longer a little shaven hairless boy.

"At the end of the week I have a very special New Year's present for you!" Akshay teased while Manhor licked his master's feet. He was lying on his back at the foot of the couch, letting his Master stuff one foot into his hungry mouth while the other foot rested on his abs. There was a feature film on TV, but the Arab didn't notice much, so busy was he with his job and let himself not be destracted.

"It's something you love very much!" Akshay continued in an imploring tone, "I just have to get it, but it'll work!"

"Mmmpfhh" Manhor growled with his full mouth and saliva running down the sides of his cheeks.

"I can't understand you with your mouth stuffed by a sweaty foot!" Akshay laughed and pushed his foot even deeper into Manhor's mouth. For a moment Manhor thought he was going to stuff his foot up to his heel and choke him, but then he pulled it out of the Arab's soft, splayed lips with a pop and held the dripping foot over his open mouth so that the saliva dripped onto Manhor's tongue and onto the dark stubble of his beard outside of his throat. Akshay laughed inwardly at how trained his slave was, how little time it had taken to break him and turn him so that he craved humiliation and accepted every mess with absolute and unbridled devotion. However, what awaited him the next weekend would set an example, test his willpower and finally classify him. There would never be a turning back!

When at midnight the firecrackers lit up the sky and Akshay was already lying in wait for his prey in the Pascha, Manhor lay alone in bed and wondered what his master would probably get him as a present. He actually had everything he could imagine. Maybe Gianni would come by, that would be a nice New Year's gift! With a smile on his face he fell asleep and his cock erected.

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All the rest of the week Manhor had to wait for the secret of his surprise to be revealed. Somehow his master had spent a lot of time in the guest room, which was always locked. Towards saturday evening Akshay handed him a drink with the remark that he should drink it in one gulp on Ex. The drink was bluish-white in color and tasted disgusting, but Manhor obeyed, washing down the broth in one gulp. It wasn't long before an enormous sexual excitement rose up in him.

"Are you feeling anything?" Akshay asked with a grin, "It's a very special mix of Viagra and Cialis and a few milliliters of Zamnesia! This will really get you going! Now do you want to know what your surprise is?”

"Oh.. yes...!" Manhor answered already in the drug fog.

“You can fuck one more time today and use your cock for something other than peeing. Today you are the top! You get a real virgin! How do you like that?"

"Fuck... Manhor cock use... fuck virgin... strong man real macho!" the Arab stammered and rubbed his big balls.

"Here, put these on!" commanded Akshay and handed the slave a black latex mask that rested on the head and only kept the mouth free and had narrow eye slits. Once the mask was on, he followed Akshay to the back of the house to the guest room. Behind the closed door, Manhor saw a mattress on which a dark-skinned man's body was tied. The man or boy, whose age was difficult to determine, wore a white rabbit mask over his head, which only kept the mouth free, which was blocked by a ball gag. Akshay bent down and removed the gag without waking the young man.

"After all, the mouth will be needed!" he said and gave a sign to Manhor, who had already pulled his cock out of his pants and was standing in the doorway, horny and on commando. The Arab stepped forward and stroked the bound man's smooth skin from his nipples to his navel while Akshay left the room and closed the door. The little red light in the corner proved, that the camera was already on.

The touch seemed to have triggered something in the apparently young but very fit man because he suddenly moved in his bonds and tried to turn. In a flash, Manhor stripped off his pants, climbed onto the upper body of the tied victim and pressed his bare ass to fixate on the squirming guy, who was waking up more and more from his drugged sleep.

When Can woke up under his brother's strong naked body, which he of course didn't recognize as he couldn't see his face and his brother didn't have a tattoo on his torso, he got a brief shock as he felt the movement of a naked cock on his breasts to his Adam's apple. Manhor, too, even if the drugs hadn't clouded his brain so much, didn't recognize the boy beneath him, wearing a rabbit mask.

"You pervert... aahhh... mmmpffff!" Can tried to scream, but before he could get any further, Manhor had already pushed his cock into his open mouth and thus stole his voice.

"Na na na, such a nasty swear word! That's not how you treat the first cock that receives you lovingly!” he spoke soothingly in a deep, smoky voice like a hypnotist to the tied man.

"I won't hurt you, little one, just let me do it and I can promise you, you'll forget all the sluts who could never satisfy you properly, could never give you what you really need... how do you like my cock ? Isn't it delicious?” As Manhor mouth fucked his brother without knowing, who he was feeding his cock to, his hands slid over the smooth skin of his pecs. His fingers found the small dark brown nipples and began to knead them with strong pressure. Can was beside himself, but the sensation on his nipples made him wrap his tongue around the cock in his mouth and explore it. Coming to his senses, he withdrew his tongue and tried to bite his teeth on the fat cock that spread his mouth wide open. Manhor reacted in time and just pulled his penis out of his drooling mouth before his teeth could dig into his skin. He slapped the masked rabbit on the cheek with the palm of his hand.

"No teeth or I'll knock them out first!" he yelled. "And then I'll fuck your toothless mouth and your little brown hole so long and hard until you've cummed so many times you've run dry down there."

"Never you disgusting pervert! You'll never fuck me and get even a drop out of me! So give up and let me go before someone gets hurt! Let's just forget this whole thing!” Can's voice wavered back and forth between command and pleading and he felt tears of desperation welling up under his mask out of his eyes.

"I think you're just a bit shy!" Manhor said behind his latex mask, "If you could see my hot body in all its glory, you wouldn't resist so much and forget about all the girls who have turned your head so far! I'll help you loosen up, it's really easy!”

With these words, he grabbed the young man's balls and squeezed them tightly. A scream of pain escaped the rabbit's mouth and the burly Arab took the opportunity to stick his tongue deep in the prisoner's mouth while his hand loosened around the balls, giving them the release they deserved. Can tried to push his tongue out with his own and had to realize that this was not possible, because the two wet tongues kept sliding along each other and finally performed a circling dance with each other from his side as well as he was lost in the most arousing kiss he ever experienced. The attack from the man above him was just too aggressive and after a while he gave up his resistance. He felt the man's hand on his balls, gently stroking his testicles, and tried to think of Pia, wanting to imagine that it was she who was taking care of his balls and kissing him. But the scratching of the stubble on his chin brought him back to reality immediately.

Manhor's tongue left the mouth and circled the soft lips, licking the fresh sweat from the boy's neck and slowly moving down to the chest of the "rabbit", who again tried to resist the attack on his body by unsuccessfully ducking under transfixed by the bodybuilder's heavy body. Manhor found the first nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth. His teeth began to tug at the sensitive flesh as he placed his hand, which had been massaging the young prisoner's sweaty scrotum, over his mouth and pressed his fingers into the strange man's mouth.

Can didn't know what to do, but the oddly stimulating torment of his nipple made him suck on the fingers and lick his own salty testicle sweat off them.

"Good boy!" Manhor whispered and continued to bite the boy's nipple, seemingly bringing him over the threshold he wasn't willing to cross.

Although Can had never thought about gay sex and if he had, he would have always considered himself a top, at that moment he felt dominated by the muscular man and aroused like never before. A switch flipped inside him and he squirmed not with the intention of escaping but with excitement. The blood spurted into his abused nipples, making him hard. To make matters worse, he felt the intense torment of his nipple take him to a stage where his cock hardened as well. This did not go unnoticed by Manhor, so the Arab switched to the rabbit's other nipple and chewed on that one as well until it was hard as a small eraser. Then he took both nipples between his strong fingers and twisted them.

"Ahhhh!" moaned the bunny beneath him, letting another relaxed moan escape his seductive lips.

"So you like that, you're into boobs and you love it when your boobs are worked on! Did you also do that with your sluts, played with their plump tits?” Manhor spoke tenderly to the young man while he massaged the entire chest muscles with his massive bodybuilder hands and kept stroking the protruding sensitized nipples. He knew he had found the boy's sexual hub and it was only a matter of time before he would give himself unconditionally to him.

A gush of blood rushed into Can's dick, which responded willingly to the stranger's expert kneading of his tits. Can clenched his teeth and tried to ignore the strange sensations that were transmitted from his dick to his drugged brain. Manhor then started to massage the cleft between the muscular buttocks and teased the young hunk's asshole with slow vibrating strokes of his fingers.

"Ohhhhhhh...aaaaaahhhhhhh...nnnnooo pleeeaaaasssssss", Can bent on the bed with muffled groans. Manhor watched the muscular body writhing under him and for a small instant he recognized the lion-tat on the left asscheek, the same as his brother had made a few years ago. But in the clouds of the drugs he wiped away this thought and fucussed on massaging the soft hairy buttocks. The boy's dick was fully erect now close to bursting and glistening drops of precum were leaking from the purplish red cockhead. Manhor's mighty bicep muscles were bulging as he drove his fingers in and out of the tender rabbithole. His whole body was oozing with sweat and his animal smell filled the room. The forceful moves of his athletic body gave the impression of a brutal wild animal attacking his prey. By now three of his thick fingers were sucked deep into the tight boyhole. He lowered his head to the juicy hole and started to penetrate it with his toungue while his fingers still probed the channel. Can's eyeballs rolled upward as Manhor started deep-rimming him with his rough tongue.

"Oh shit! Please no!“ Can burst out. His body writhed and twisted underneath his predator in heated sensuality.

"Atta boy, I'll teach you a lesson as you never had before", Manhor shouted inbetween licks, "I'll make you my fucking sexslave!"

Manhor dunked four of his fingers into a jar of grease on the shelf next to the bed and spread it between the sculpted butt cheeks. "Let's grease you up good. A virgin like you needs some comfort." Before Can the rabbit was even able to protest his ass was lubed nicely by his brother's fingers. In the cloud of lust he thought that he knew the voice of the stranger, some familiar tone in it, but as the fingers probed and stretched his asstunnel he forgot about it again and continued to moan in ectasy.

The young hunk felt completely helpless in this situation, he was used and abused but couldn't resist. Usually he caused all the girls he had fucked to an endless chain of climaxes, being in control over them and their beautyful bodies. He now realized, that this muscled stranger was probably going to fuck the shit out of him, fuck him senseless. His stifled cries were silenced with his mouth and tongue behind the rabbit mask. "Aaaww! Aaaw! Aaaw!" he howled in the same rhythm the pumping fingers drove in and out of his ass and scratched and strechted its tender walls. Manhor knew he had him where he wanted him. Can's ecstatic quiver sounding like a pig at the slaughterhouse verified his suspicions. He was close to climax.

"Nooo! Aaaarrrgghhh! Fuuuuuuuuck!" the boy howled. His cock was on fire, his purple head vanished under the amount of precum which covered it like a white helmet. There was no holding back and no control any more in him. Manhor was virtuously playing with his ass  and thus drove him to a never before known climax. The pounding fingerfuck and sensitive rimming caused him to scream out his lust as never before.

"WWWOOOUUUUAAAH AAARRRGH !" Can's athletic body jerked frantically as he was expertly milked. The arab boy shot bolt after bolt of thick white hot cum in the air splashing back on his whole chest and masked face, some of it even hitting the rabbit-ears. He cried aloud and he moaned deeply. "Aaaarrrggghhh. Ooooouuuuuuwwwyyyy. Yeeeaaaaahhh!!! I can't stoooop cuuuuummin. Oh shiiiit, I rrrrlly cnnnn't stooooop cumminnnnn! What're you doing t'me?" His body was jerking like an electric eel gone wild. He couldn't speak coherent words any more only make grunting roaring animal-like sounds.

"Aaaarrrgggghhhhh !! Please givnggg up. I can't tackit anymooooore. Uuuuhhrrrgggh!"

Can felt totally exhausted and drained. He was covered in sweat and cum, his massive pecs were heaving up and down and his grunts behind the rabbit-mask where sounding like the ones of an agonized monkey. But Manhor had even more plans with him. He grinned at the helpless gasping rabbit boy on his back drenched in his own cum and pressed his digits again against the lubed hole. With his free hand he scooped up some cum from the boy's chest and stuck his fingers into the rabbit's mouth, letting him suck his spunk.

"What are you doing? Leave me alooone now. You've had your fun with me, let me go, please mmhhphhh!" The young man cried in horror before the fingers cut him off.

"More... much more!" Manhor replied as he started to finger him again, this time spreading his fingers in the warm tunnel and massaging the soft walls of the rabbit's ass. „How does it taste, cunt? Do you like your cum?“

„Mmmhhmmhhh“ was all Can could answer as he was desperately slurping on the slimy digits. After the fingers were clean, Manhor tokk some of the cum for himself and stuck out his tongue to devour the precious juice.

„So sweet, drink your babies down! It tastes nearly as good as my own, even tastes  familiar to me!“ he moaned as he licked the white cum from his fingers leaving long strings of it between his lips and fingers like cheese from a pizza.

Then he took another bis amount of cum from the rabbit mask, changed hands and pressed the slimy fingers into Can's hole.

"Aaaww shit..." Can howled, but his raging hard-on did not diminish. Manhor's fingers tickled inside him and aroused him as nothing before had. His muscular boy's body twisted and jerked as he desperately tried to fight the strange feelings. His face turned dark red underneath the mask and he felt his dick throwing a fucking hard-on again. Against his will the strange bodybuilder had brought him to another erection. Even more Can was on his way to another orgasm and was ready to shoot his load again. "Aaaaoooow! Aaaaaaarrggh! Shiiiittt...ohh-h...ffu-uck..oh .....I... aaaammm... Cuuummmiin'...aaaahh!"

Before Can went soft, Manhor changed position again  and rammed three fingers deep up his brother's ass, pushing harder against his prostrate than before and with each inward thrust destroyed a little bit more of the virginity. Against his will Can's dick in just a few seconds was pumped up fully hard again. Manhor's free hand tightened and throbbed on his nuts in unison with his fingers inside the boy's ass and before Can could even cry out, Manhor started to suck his captive's dick deep into his by now well trained mouth-pussy.

"Nooo! Aaargh!".Help meeee!" Can yelled while he desperately bent his back only to stick his cock even deeper inside the stranger's experienced mouth. "Ah shit! Oh fuck!" His head began to thrash from side to side, but he felt his hips moving upward with each sucking of these sensitive lips. Can tried to hold back to save this wonderful moment but he had no chance. Again he was driven to an agonizing orgasm, his third one in less than 15 minutes.

"Urrrrghh...aaaahhhhh...mmmhhhh ! Ooooouuuuurrrrrrrhhhhhhhh!" He was swept beyond the borders of controlling his body. His torso shivered as he madly shot his load even further than the last. The once rough teen jock was now really crying not from fear, not from shame but from sheer staisfaction. Tears covered his face underneath the mask and ran down his neck as he realized he had found his master and never wanted to leave him. If only time could stop now and leave this moment for eternity. The air was filled with his helpless moans and squeaks and with the animal scent of raw lust emerging from both their bodies full of male sweat and cum soaking the mattress. His eyes were glazed when Manhor stood up and took a look at the drained and broken rabbit-boy.

With a heavy jerk, he yanked the boy's legs up at the metal bar and held the bar in the air like a barbell, the boy's ass dangling inches from his eyes. Can froze as he felt the fingers of his tormentor's free hand spread his ass cheeks and the strong man's rough tongue grazing his asshole. Manhor didn't hear the rabbit's protests, but buried his face in the tender buttocks, licked, tickled and pierced the quivering rosebud with his hard tongue, leading his middle finger all the way into the still virgin hole.

"Rabbits need to be banged!" he declared as he gasped for air. "Your rabbit hole is pretty narrow, so I have to do some good preparatory work! I bet I'll make you cum if I fuck you without your cock being touched! So relax and enjoy!”

"Leave me alone!" Can yelled from under his mask, "Stop that immediately, or you'll regret it!" Despite his mental resistance, he couldn't avoid his body reacting in the opposite way. Horrified, he felt how his ass despite the hanging position pressed lustfully against the attacker with every further contact of the tongue and the fingers, there had to be two or even three by now, and his ass apparently tried to pull them further into himself. His cock was hard as an anvil and he felt the first small gouts of semen run down his shaft.

Another gush of the effects of the drugs went through Manhor's body and he could no longer contain his lust. Abruptly, he jerked the bar even higher so that the rabbit's entire body dangled in the air for a moment, and then laid the bar on his neck. The boy's bound feet were now on either side of his shoulders and the smacking hole closed and widened uncontrollably in front of the tip of his cock. He took hold of his hips in the air and grabbed the boy. With a powerful push he drove his long, hard penis all the way into the tight hole.

"Aaaaauuuuu!" yelled the young man, only his bound arms and head with the shoulder blades lying on the ground, and yet despite the pain, the hole seemed to relax as Manhor hammered it ruthlessly, briskly and with drug-enhanced power.

"Your little rabbit hole is about to be rammed by the big bad wolf!" Manhor gasped.

"That is not happening ...", Can groaned when he felt Manhor's dick pushing past his sphincter. "No man, not that, you cannot do that! Please don't fuck me!" Can protested desperately. He struggled to evade from the pushing dick and wriggled forward trying to crawl higher up the bed. Manhor moved even closer between the fanning legs and pulled the thighs towards him impaling his brother on his cock up to the hilt in one forceful stroke. Again he saw the tattoo glistening on the sweaty skin. “What a coincidence!” he thought and pressed his shaft even deeper into the stretched hole.

"Fuck! Aawww...no....fuck, shit, shit !," the masked arab howled in pain."... stop it, take it out, get it out, that hurts ..please no more!" His body was writhing on the mattress. "Aaaawwwww...!" Can's high pitched screams filled the room.

"Shut up you sissy! Your cunt is screaming for me, I can feel it grabbing my cock!", Manhor giggled because he was not concerned about any noise or comment the muscled jock, he didn't know he was his brother, was making. Can was almost paralyzed by the agonizing pain from his freshly popped cherry. After a few more strokes only muffled grunts could be heard while Manhor thrust his dick again and again up his brother's ass. After a while even the grunting stopped and turned into heavy breathing through Can's nose. The searing pain slowly subsided and was replaced by new, entirely satisfying sensations while this extremely large dick was sliding in and out the greased butt channel. It felt like a baseballbat only with the warmth and rippled veins of the cock much more intensive and powerful. Manhor realized that the captive didn't fight anymore. He didn't want to cause any lasting damage and loosened the bonds a little. The jock's head and legs hang limply. Only from time to time the brawny body convulsed when Can was coughing into his mask. Without stopping his fucking, Manhor pressed his lips on the boy's masked face and toungue-fucked his mouth.

"Oooaahhhhww...," a deep sigh of relief came from Can.

"Let's explore that nice sloppy pussy of yours a little more", Manhor probed the deflowered ass by aiming his thrusts from different angles. He saw the boy go commando again and pushed even deeper and harder. When suddenly the sweaty body below him tensed, he knew he had struck gold.

"Oh yeah man ... that feels soooo good!", Can suddenly said in a clear voice, "Fuck me man! Harder! Fuck me harder! Breed me with your babybatter!"

"See, I knew you'd love it. You are all alike - before you think you are an alpha but the moment you are broken in all that is left is a cunt and a wet pussy." Manhor laughed not remembering how broken he himself was and how his own life had changed in the last months, "now keep your pussy tight for me." He started to plow the now willing ass in earnest. "You need a real cock up your fucking cunt." he explained to the boy while impaling the jock underneath him with forceful thrusts. Each thrust caused another crack in the walls surrounding the young arab's deminishing alpha personality. "You always wanted to get laid from a real man." Again and again the dickhead reached into the depths of Can's butt pounding the hypersensitive prostrate and sending the moaning dude into an orbit of insane lust. "You slutty muscle jock like it to be dominated by a real alpha, isn't it? You are only a bis cumdump, boi!" It took about half an hour of hammering Can's macho attitude until it lay in shattered pieces.

"Yeah give it to me! Fuck my brains out! Fuck me senseless, please!" Can had the urge to get fucked to oblivion by this man. Than the pounding stopped abruptly. Manhor's cock left Can's ass with a wet plop. "Shit no!," the horny young arab complained in frustration, "I haven't fuckin' cum. Stick it in again!"

"Oh you fucking whore!", Manhor was mocking disgust, "do you need it that bad?"

"Yeah, man I need it," Can hollered.

"Shall I make you cum, bitch?" Manhor asked.

"Yes Sir, please make me cum," Can was begging now. The arab boy's swollen dick was jerking helpless between his spread legs. Manhor forced his dick back violently into the boy's ass again and hammered him harder than before with no mercy. Can's cock twitched wildly spraying precum all around them. As he came just a few minutes later, each thrust triggered another blast of white jism splashing at the side of the bed, on the sheets and onto both their bodies. When Manhor finally stopped his pounding the captives cock was completely deflated and unable to produce even the tiniest dribble of cum. The once heavy nut sac had shrunk to a small wrinkled pouch. The gooey streams trickled slowly down the side of the bed and off their chests. Manhor took off the ropes of the jocks hands as he now was aware, the boy would not run away any more. After a fuck like that, Manhor wasn't even sure if the boy would be able to walk in the next few days.

"Now give your cherrypopper a kiss, bitch!" he smiled at the exhausted jock. Without any objection Can clung his arms around the massive shoulders and kissed him with sexual lust. The two brothers' tongues where playing in their open mouths not knowing from each other who they where, their lips pressing together as if they were siamese twins. After about five minutes of intense kisssing Manhor gave his brother's butt a friendly squeeze and broke the kiss. "Good boy. You may now clean my body", he said.

"Sure ... uhm I mean ... yes Sir", Can answered respectfully. He fetched a cloth from the shelf and started to rub the drying cum from the the strangers chest.

"Stop!" he heard his master's voice," you have to do this thoroughly. Lick it up, slut!" Manhor ordered.

"I don't understand ...", Can looked desperate and confused.

"You brainless whore! You tasted it before and loved it so now don*t be a sissy and lick your spunk from my hairy chest!", Manhor grabbed the jock by his shoulder and pushed him to his pectorals. "Open your fucking mouth and show me your tongue!" Manhor seized his captive's head and pushed his face against the cum covered chest, burying his nose in the thick mat of hair. He started to rub the face and the tongue dangling from the open mouth up and down his body as if it was a towel.

"You lick it clean, understood?" Manhor asked again.

"Mmm..ysss...S...r!", came the muffled answer inbetween licks and slurping sounds.

"Okay, boi, you earned another ride for I still didn't breed you." Manhor opened the bonds completely and laid down on his back. He motioned the rabbit to straddle him, facing him. As the willing teen-body was impaled again in seconds, he pulled the face of the rabbit down to him. They both started french kissing as if they had been lovers for life and while Can rode the bull cock again, Manhor whispered, "Any time boi, you can cum, but this time you need to feed it to me. Don't waste a drop."

Can let him rape his mouth with his tongue as Manhor raped his ass with his cock. He was feeling the hot breath of the fucker in his mouth. The bodybuilder simply humped the once virgin ass up and down, and as he massaged the prostate for the second time, Can shot a massive cum load in thick ropes all over the big hairy chest of his master. Can smelled the delicious cumload and tried to break from the kiss to lick it up, but Manhor took command, saying, "Leave it boi. It'll still be there when I'm done breeding you."

He picked up the pace and continued to fuck the boy even harder.

“Moan for me, little boi, moan for daddy and show him how much you like being fucked!” Manhor ordered and Can started moaning, showing the pleasure, this dick was giving him. Manhor chuckled and whispered, “Hey bitch, thanks for your cherry! It went in so easy as if you’re a natural bottom slut. But I’d suggest you do some poppers now because I’m going to really fuck this ass!”

Can couldn’t believe what he said, but some part of him wanted to be fucked and abused. Manhor handed him the small brown bottle of poppers and he took a huge hit. Then Manhor took the bottle back and sniffed two big hits himself and thus started fucking the boy even harder! Can felt everything inside of him much bigger and much more intense. He would never have imagined, what sheer pleasure of feeling a huge cock sliding back and forth inside his butt was giving him.

As the drugs took effect Can could feel all the muscles in his body flexing and relaxing, the feel of this thick body hair against his smooth chest and the tickling pubic hair at his ass. With Can pushing his ass back onto the dick penetrating him Manhor's pace increased in speed and intensity and then he started “really” fucking him mrcyless! He was penetrating Can in different angles changing from slow and long to fast and deep strokes then tender loving and suddenly forcefully aggressive.

Sometimes Manhor pulled his big cock all the way out of Can's ass, making him gasp for it watching the pink hole open and close! When he shoved his cock back in in one hard move, it felt intense but Can loved the feeling of being filled! Can could feel things spasming inside of him, and he screamed out loud as he heard his cum splashing on the wall above his head, dripping down in long ropes. Manhor could see the clenched fists of the boy, so he knew that he was experiencing his first orgasm as a bottom, without even touching his dick!

They were both sweating like pigs and they enjoyed the scent of man sex that filled the air. In a husky whisper, Manhor growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m breeding your pretty hole with about three days of my hot alpha cum! Tell me how much you want it!”

“Fuck me, breed me, please fill my hole with your spunk! I need it now, oooohhhh goooddd, I want your hot juices inside of meeeee!”

Seconds after admitting Manhor punched his huge cock deeper than it had ever been before and Can could feel the warm liquid flowing deep inside of him pounding in his own juice some more strokes until he collapsed and Manhor's heated, hairy, muscular torso sank down on the boy's body and sweat running off of both of them, glueing their bodies together! Shortly after he had filled the young arab's ass with his cum and his cock began to deflate in the warm moist hole, he stuck his tounge so deep into the boy's mouth that the young arab had to gag, leaving it there until his cock totally softened and slipped out.

"Okay boi, now suck up your cum."

Can didn't waste a second. It was thick and of great quantity although he had cum for the fourth time in an hour. He sucked it into his mouth to snowball it back to his master french kissing him again. They swapped it back and forth for a long time so that it mixed with their saliva, and they soon realized that they were rock hard again after a few minutes. Sometimes Manhor swallowed a little bit and sometimes he told Can to swallow. But each time, Can went back to the massive chest for more until every drop was cleaned from the dark curly hair.

"Boi, there is still one more big load you need to eat. Squat over my face and let me felch out my babies from your hole." Can was on him in an instant. It took some work to relax and flex his worn out ass muscle. Only as Manhor used his fingers to help tease his own load out of Can's butt it began to flood like a waterfall. He saved it all in his mouth savoring the taste of his own cum.

"Okay piggy, come and get your reward. It's dinner time!" Manhor muffled.

Can turned and laid on top of him and they embraced as they again french kissed and Manhor swapped back the big load of cum to Can spitting it into his open mouth, spreading some of it on the warm moist lips of the boy like lipgloss. He told the boy to hold it on his tongue and not to swallow until he was told to. Manhor stood up and checked out his dominating figure in the mirror. He felt like he was at the top of the foodchain again.

"You just remember who owns that hole bitch. No one else is gonna fuck your hole unless I give permission to."

As he prepared to leave, he made Can kneel before him. He tilted his head up, horked up a huge snot wich he sneazed into the face of the rabbit covering one of his eyes, and told the rabbit to show him his cum load in his mouth. As Can looked up into his dominant alpha males eyes, he could see a mouthful of white cum and patted the head with the long rabbit ears. He horked up again and spit hard into the open mouth mixing the spit with the strong smelling comload.

"Okay boi, swallow it now, then thank me for feeding you."

Can gulped down his cum and spit. Then he began to thank him for owning him and making him his bitch.

"Not so fast my two arab bitches!” it was Akshays voice, as he was entering the room. “You know, I'm the master here, and the only one who owns anything! So my dear Manwhore, remember this as the last time of being the top!” Akshay pushed Manhor to the side, lowered his pants and shoved his fat cock into Can*s mouth. He let him take two deep sucks on it, then he pulled away, leaving Can feeling empty and incomplete, his toungue hanging out of his mouth and longing for the cock again. This man totally owned him and he knew it.

“Well well, I see the training worked out, he is totally addicted to all my smells and fluids now. Time to introduce you to each other, you nasty pigs!” Akshay laughed and took off the rabbit mask at the same time as he was pulling on Manhor's mask. The two brothers looked at each other in disbelieve.

As soon as Can was released from the mask he took a deep breath. Akshay quickly shoved a bottle of poppers under the nose of the boy who involuntary took a deep whiff of it.

“Can-whore do you smell your masters scent? You know you want it, come here and suck on it! It's full of tasty cream for you!”

Manhor's eyes popped out in desbelieve as he saw his little brother crawl at the feet of his new master and sucking in the brown column of flesh up to the dangling balls which he was massaging with his right hand, feeling the fullness of them with delicious sperm.

“You bastard, you promised not to harm my brother!” Manhor screamed out.

“Does it look like he is harmed?” joked Akshay and giggled holding up the brown bottle for Manhor to see. “By the way, what's the fuzz about it? I only initiated him, it was YOU who broke him and took his cherry! He still needs a little bit of persuasion though, but soon he'll be the same pig as you are by now! And what is better than one arab slave? It's two! Hahahaha! Come on bitch, join him in worshipping your master!”

And without further notice Manhor crawled over and shared the thick cock of their master with his brother handing it from mouth to mouth, tonguing it together from both sides, sticking their tongues into the little gap of his urethrea one after another until both their faces were rewarded and drenched in his precious master-cum.