Breaking the rules

The following story is inspired from true events. Email me to join my stable muscle sluts.

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Chapter 1

 There he was. Sitting in the chair taking the tequila shots as if he were aimless. Fortunately I was there to help him out. He was cute, handsome but very very cute in the way I like my bottoms to be. Green eyes that rolled around like they were shatter everything. He was slim, 5'8 or 5'10, shaved face and organized hair pressed down nicely with jel, wearing tight fitting trousers with a cotton shirt. He was perfect, the quintessential twink I like to take into my arms, thrash them into my master- sized bed and breed them passionately. My 13 inch python was hissing in my groin and the fags around me were getting hornier and hornier guessing who would be the lucky one tonight but I have chosen the one, marked my territory, that guy was gonna be my prey tonight. I smirked at the twink who was gonna take all the 13 inch of my Big Black Cock in his tight ass.

"Hey Titan" my mate Bruno called out. "Got a hard on dude. If you want I can signal Elijah to hold him", he grinned and I smiled seductively in return. Bruno was my fast friend and my right hand in the "Wolves' club". It is a gang of Dom, Top, Black, Alphas and members include myself, Bruno, Elijah and Jerome. There was a fifth fellow member but he left the group years ago and is now settled in California and works for a reputed pharma industry. He was a really good Dom top as suggested by his name "Dominic" but I respected his decision of parting ways. We do talk once or twice a month but life gets so busy that one hardly finds time.

 I am the leader of the gang and the owner of club. The purpose of our gang is to fuck all the white men out there, teaching them their real place in this world. White men ruled us blacks for so long enslaving us and using us for their pleasure but now times have changed and they now realise who has got the "real power". It is a fact that black men are now the true symbol of intimate and ecstatic sex rather than these white pricks with tiny cocks. I have fucked, enslaved and trained many white bottoms of every age, shape and inclination but weak, fragile twinks excite me the most. There is not a single night when I have not rammed my cock up a tight white pussy and I like it rough. White tunnels are not much deep. Hardly any white pussy has taken my entire length but they want it bad and I'm right there to break their little cunts listening to their screams of pleasure which is music to my ears. When a twink cries for his life under my heavy body when my inner monster slams them, their contorted faces and fisted hands give me extreme pleasure and power. My magical fuck stick hits like a brick in the beginning but my slaves have to endure and adapt and once they get accustomed to my rough fucking the gates of heaven open for them.

 Besides conquering the white race our gang also brought financial benefits in many ways. First these white men are our cash fags plus my men provide special escort services to white people (both men and women) out there which they must pay for. There were so many white married and unmarried men who can pay a hefty amount for a BBC and all of us are above 8 inches. Bruno and I also fuck women but our preference is usually white men.

Although everyone calls me Titan which is actually short for the Titanoboa and I know you can guess what the extinct large snake, titanoboa, has to do with me. The 13 inch Titanoboa monster that resides inside my trousers and that matches to my 6'5 big muscular frame has the connection. Nobody has ever been able to resist the temptation of my huge veiny cock. Many have fallen to their knees just with the first glimpse at it, and many more will fall in total submission in future. I am 38, built like a proverbial brick shithouse. I wrestled for WWE in my tweens and all the fags around just drooled to see my stone wall of a chest and boulder sized biceps. My piercing grey eyes shattered every man wherever I ventured and my short black hair, stunning smile, and black beard with a moustache rolling over my lips made producers desperate to sign me as their model. I'm a hairy beast and I take pride in hair all over my dark brown skin. Fags always reach their climax and shot their filth just to see my naked, hairy, herculean body.

I got busy talking to my bro, Bruno, and for a moment I forgot about that cute twink. When I turned around he was gone. My face frowned with so much anger that I wanted to hit someone. Bruno understood that I had missed my prey and tried to lower my anger and calm me down but it was in vain.

 "Fuck I lost him", I gritted my teeth in frustration. I have never been attracted to anyone in such a crazy way. He was perfect and I like things which are perfect just like me. I am the perfect Top Dom Daddy and he was gonna be my perfect slut boy but I lost him.

"Fuck!" I slammed the table. I was horny as fuck and I called the white sub boy Timmy over to release my frustration on him. "Timmy, get over here. Now!", I ordered "Yes, Sir", Timmy scurried over to me.

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 "Call me Daddy boy", I commanded. I was all over the naked eighteen year old's tiny body and in seconds my raging python was slowly entering his hole. "Ahhh..daddieee...", Timmy yelled. He was a splendid bottom who could take my rough fuck with incredible endurance. "Fuck boy...you need to beg daddy...beg to me entire night...understood boy?" I ordered. I could feel the hotness of his loosened up wet pussy and the feminine cries erupting from his mouth were amazing.

"Yeahhh...daddy...please....fuck me....yes...daddy....ahhhhh...I beg you. Breed your boy please daddy..breed ahhhhhhhh", he screamed out louder and his moans filled the room with euphoric joy.

"Yeah my boy, I'm halfway in....but tonight daddy wants you to take my entire 13 inches...got it....scream for daddy...bring your inherent slut out and moan louder", I whispered in his ears. Then I slammed the remaining 7 inches of my cock all the way in. "AHH...ahhhhhhhh...fuckkkkk....please...go slowwwww.....ahhh daddy...", he whimpered breathlessly punching his fists on the mattress while I tore his pussy with my cock.

 In the beginning my bed would get red with blood to ejaculate his cum but now he has adapted to my fuckstyle. He was screaming with beautiful pain and ecstatic pleasure, his body writhing underneath mine. He wanted it badly, he wanted to be ruined and I was happy to oblige. I have tamed my boys to never object me as it was never about their pleasure. When I'm ripping their asses apart, it is only my pleasure that mattered.

 Suddenly Timmy was no longer there and the face of that twink from earlier flashed in front of me. "Fuck!...I'm gonna fuck you....I'm gonna destroy the pussy of yours slut", I shouted imagining his face. I imagined the twink, not Timmy, underneath me and started fucking with a power even I did not fathom I had. I couldn't hear the screams Timmy was making but all I could see was that beautiful twink getting a hard ploughing.

"Yes slut, I'm gonna make you my pet....I'm gonna fill you with my seed. You are gonna become my filthy little faggot", I said to the twink beneath me. After such a long time using a endless stream of white boys I was really proud that my performance didn't taint overtime actually it increased 100 folds. I gave in to my desires and slammed his hole mercilessly hitting it with powerful blows repeatedly. My cock was deep inside his intestine stretching the walls of his gut.

 "Daddy,am...azz..ing....ahhh...fuck...fuck...me..harder....deep..deeper....please fuck me Daddy.....", I was imagining that twink screaming all that in Timmy's voice. Timmy also felt that I was changed tonight. He was feeling an entirely different dynamic in my fuck session.

 "Oh my gosh boy....you feel so good...so tight...so hot....you are gonna keep my seed, store them every night and nurture them every day...fuckkkkkkk...grhhh", I growled and continued pounding him like a jackhammer. I was fucking that twink in my imagination totally ignoring Timmy whose face was contorted with pain and now was trying to move away as it was getting beyond his endurance.

 "Dad..dy....ahhhh...it.. is.....hurt..ing...like hell..ahhhhhhh...ahhhhh...go slow..w....ahhhhh", he cried. As his crying got louder I put my hand over his mouth silencing him down and focusing on fucking mercilessly that twink in my imagination. I was so close to unloading. My face contorted as the wave of climax overcame me and after wrecking his hole for about ten minutes more I couldn't control and exploded load after load deep into his guts. "Oh fuck....yes ..take my seed...take my seed...ohhhhhh..fuckkkk...yesssssss...uessss", I exclaimed ecstatically hammering his prostate with plethora of hard hits .

 My cock contracted and erupted my hot magma in his guts with my nails scratching his fragile skin preventing him moving away as I took my pleasure. "Oh yeah....gimme daddy....give it to me.....fuck", Timmy panted. Timmy was also mesmerised as he felt my hot jizz hitting new spots deep inside his body.

Was it Timmy and not that twink? I'm used to fucking Timmy but I didn't explode so completely before but the thought of fucking that twink in my head drove me crazy and showed me the new world of happiness. I was now desperate to find him and to fuck him.

As I completely drained myself into Timmy he thought it was for him but my throbbing cock was telling me other story. I smiled frantically. "What have you done to me twink?", I asked to myself still thinking about that stranger. Timmy smiled back but little did he know who I was complementing. I moved up and supported myself against the cushion rolling my moustache. "Now clean my cock up cunt", I commanded Timmy. "Yes daddy", he complied obediently. He opened his small mouth wide and engulfed my big and hefty cock cleaning it while I thought about that twink serving me just like Timmy. My slaves are my property and I use them as I want.

Let me tell you one thing you all the slaves reading this, slaves who serve their Masters via any medium real or virtual, they have no right of their own. Their Masters possess all of their rights and can give or take them away according to their needs and desires. All the slaves have only one right; that they always be used to please and serve their Master without any objection. The slave must realise he is just property to be used by someone, in fact anyone, and he cannot object to him in anyway. His Master can use him as he wants or can discard him if he decides but it is the duty of the slave to submit to him completely.

Timmy was just such slave of mine as in fact, where Bobby, Scott, Nelson, along with all cunts I have ever used. But, Timmy was someone who could and would do anything for me. He took this daddy/son roleplay really seriously and was my most loyal subject to use as much as and in any way I wanted. Timmy came up and rolled his tongue around my right nipple and slightly tweaked the other one.

"Fuck...boy..you know your daddy well", I gave a smile and was amazed at how he had memorized that nipple play drove me crazy. His action had not been ordered by me so it earned Him a hard spanking on his ass cheek but Timmy only contorted in pleasure. "Your boy knows you the best daddy" he stated sucking my nipple softly giving me shivers if pleasure but I soon moved him down to my cock again. "But today you were unusually cruel to me daddy. May I ask what brought this change in you?"

Timmy was just my slave and there was no need for me to tell him anything but then again there was no reason not to tell him so I replied "Ah...Boy I found the perfect boy to add to my stable. He was like an angel...I know I'm exaggerating but he was just perfect." Timmy stopped and stared at my expression. There was a weird frown on his face which showed he did not like me admiring anyone else like this. He eas jealous. "But I'm you number one boy, daddy. Right?", he asked with glittering eyes.

 "Oh Timmy...yes you are", I had to say that as he looked so innocent asking me that. My boy was in need of some attention so I patted his head not wanting to shatter his high hopes but the truth was that the twink would be the best replacement for Timmy and also the best addition to my stable of loyal servants.

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"AHH ..yeah...fuck me babe....yes....make me cum...and shoot inside me ...AHH", the broad shouldered and pretty muscular white bottom cried in pleasure. He was breathlessly riding the cock of his black top like he was on some kind of mission who himself was lost in ecstasy, pushing the white bottom down further onto his cock and slamming it in his clenched hole.

"Yes babe...I'm gonna shoot just in...a ...moment...fuckkkkk...urhhhh",and his 9 inch fat cock exploded like a bomb in the hot cavern that was the white boy ass.

"Babe...I'm cumming...I'm cumming...ahhh...all over youuuuuu", he yelled to the bottom. The white bottom also shot his load all over the chest and solid abs of the black top. He stared at the beautiful black alpha who was breathing fast and quickly popped up to kiss him.

"No Taylor, we can't...it is against the rules", Jerome stated. A few moments of feeling his bottom lips on his but Jerome hesitantly moved him aside.

 "Jerome I can't ...fuck these rules", Taylor exclaimed in frustration. Taylor was annoyed that he never kissed his lover like a lover. The first attempted kiss was just a 5 second close up with a slight rub of lips. The second kiss was the same and after weeks he tried to kiss him expecting it lasting longer but no, the shitty rules always stopped Jerome to express his love.

"Titan makes the rules and we have to accept all without any objection", Jerome explained and then continued. "Neither I can fall in love with any of my bottoms nor I can kiss them. You know that Tay so why do you have to argue all the time."

"Do you even love me Jerome?", Taylor asked moving closer to Jerome and staring in his shimmering blue eyes.

 "I do" Jerome stated plainly Jerome then placed his hands on Taylor cheek showing care and kindness to Taylor but then patiently explained.

 "You know that I am bound by the rules. I cannot change them not even if I wanted to." It was against Titan's rules for a black Alpha gang member to fall in love with a white bottom. Titan thought it was disgusting.

According to him white men were supposed to be used and discarded and cannot be loved romantically. "Man....fuck", Taylor was disappointed.

 "We do spend time together like lovers Tay then why are you upset?", Jerome asked.

Taylor, unable to keep the criticism away out of his mouth said, "I want to kiss you in public, express my love for you among people and show Titan that how much I love you. I don't want to be everyone's sex toy. I want to please only you Jerome, I'm your object to use it whatever you want to do with me. I want to keep my body just for your sake and not Titan's, Elijah's, Bruno's or anyone else's."

 "STOP!", Jerome ordered frustrated. "I have no control Taylor.", he continued. "It hurts me as well that you feel this way but I respect Titan a lot." Titan had done a lot for him for many years and he was thankful for him for that. He respected him like his older brother and cannot disobey him. Then with a undeniable steel in his voice Jerome continued "I can't do something that he doesn't like, not for you and not for any white bottom boy."

 Taylor knew his place but it was a breaking point and would not let this go. Pleadingly he replied, "Man, Titan has a monster that I enjoyed a lot in the beginning but I cannot keep up with his rough fuck style. I wish he could fuck me a little mildly just...like you do. Now he makes my hole so sore that I can't take past than 10 inches Jerome."

"It feels more like torture than pleasure when he tries to go beyond and I bet nobody can take the entire 14 inch of his fat meat inside them just cuz if his rough fucking.", Taylor continued. Jerome just smiled and brought him closer. "But you can take mine, don't you?", he said. Jerome patted Taylor's ass and inserted his fingers in his hole.

 "Ahhh....you complete me Jerome", Taylor moaned. The feeling of the fingers stretching his hole was amazing. He looked up at Jerome's face. He was beautiful like a god. His striking blue eyes always pierced through his soul and his facial features with his military style haircut and French cut beard. He was epitome of sexiness. Taylor felt wide his shoulders and meaty pecs moving his hands down to the cut abs feeling every pore of them. The reminiscence of his first sex with this sex god filled his head.

"AHH...", Taylor moaned as Jerome explored further. "Ready for a second round", Jerome asked. "Yes babe, fuck me", Taylor replied Taylor wanted to kiss his handsome top but knew couldn't so hugged him passionately lingering to his chest just like a pet. Jerome aligned his cock up with his ass and forced him down on his 9 inch fat cock. With that Jerome started jackhammering him again filling the room with Taylor's loud moans.

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Titan had brought the gang together for the regular weekly meeting and having brought the meeting to order started with the first order of business "So guys, I'm glad to introduce you all the new member of the group, John." John was a tall, handsome, around Titan's age with a stocky built. He stood in the centre of the room with huge his arms crossed at his back like they do in military. He had brown hair, rough masculine facial features with a scar starting from the corner of his forehead moving down of his right eye and spreading to right cheek. He was clean shaven and this gave him a hard and stern look. He was wearing a cream tight fitting T-Shirt with a brown sleeveless jacket and khaki trousers with big black boots completing the look. Everyone was checking him out from head to toe. He stood 6'3 making him the second tallest member, after Titan, of the group and his skin tone was a bit of a lighter shade of brown and that trait also made him stand out from the others. In a nutshell, he was a handsome man who looked strict and unruly.

Continuing his introduction Titan went on, "John had worked in military and has years of experience training white slaves. He has a sadistic nature and loves giving pain and rough sex like me. In short you can say he is an expert in BDSM" Everyone was impressed by his intro.

"So guys what do you think?", Titan asked the group.

"To me he checks all the boxes", Bruno said. Elijah piped up,

 "Yeah I agree and he would give Bruno a tough competition in terms of physicality" Elijah was messing with Bruno who was giving him a stern look.

"Me too", Jerome gave his consent as well. With unanimous support Titan moved on

 "Ok. As all gave their consent then let's explain to John the rules of the group. Shall we?" Everyone nodded their heads.

"Jerome let's start from you", Titan said. Jerome looked confused and hesitant while stating the first rule.

"Rule no. 1: The Black race is the superior race. An Alpha of Wolves' Club cannot develop any emotional or romantic relationship with a white bottom. He cannot kiss or cuddle romantically with a white bottom. But,Black Alphas can have relationship with other black men."

"Next is Bruno", Titan started clockwise so it was Bruno's turn. John was carefully listening to all the rules.

"Rule no. 2: No white man can join the gang, or be invited by anyone from within the group to join. This group is specifically run by black Alphas for the use of white bottoms."

"Rule no. 3: Alphas of the Wolves' club never suck cock of white men. But they can receive a blowjob from any white bottom if they want.", Elijah said.

"Rule no. 4: We Alphas don't do our job for free. We charge no less than $499 per hour for escort services from rich clients and no less than $299 for online services. Plus the fag slaves we own are also our cash fags",Titan said.

"Rule no. 5: No black Dom top can be a member of this group if his cock is not or above 8 inches", Jerome announced as the rules sounded out from all the men in the room.

"Rule no. 6: We black Alphas can't disrespect men from our race and would never use derogatory words for other black men unless the black man in question has a liking for derogatory terms", Bruno's turn.

"Rule no. 7: No Alpha, except for Titan, can have a slave for his sole use and pleasure. Every member can use any white sub bottom he wants. But, members must ask Titan if any given white sub bottom is to be considered his and then can only use the bottom with permission from Titan.", Elijah recited

"Rule no.8 : We Alphas teach white men their place on earth by fucking them and enslaving them. For us they are our subs, fags, cunts, sluts and whores and teaching them and making them realise this and embrace the true role of their race is our duty, Titan said. He then explained the rule further. "Consent in some cases is also important. If your white fag wants to be your cunt slave you will need his consent to take further action. After he submits to you, he is your property and you can do anything you wish as can any other member of the Wolves' gang. We can use poppers, and other drugs as well to train our white fags".

Breaking the chain Titan went on, "And last rule is: I can create as many rules as I want and if any member feels like he has something in mind that should be included as a rule for the benefit of our gang and its services then he can share his thoughts and then after discussing it with other members a rule can be created but the final verdict will be mine as the leader of the gang."

With murmurs of approval Titan turned to John. "I believe we don't need to repeat ourselves and you understood all the rules clearly, John?", Titan demanded confirmation. "Yes", John replied. Titan made sure the gang lived by and embraced the rules all of the time and to this end he needed to make sure John met with the cock length of desired requirement and then said:

 "And one more thing as you are the new member then according to the rules your cock will be measured right now for us to see and for next one month you are on probation period which means you do not have the full authority as a member and your actions and performance will be observed by all four of us and you are obliged to address all of us as Sir for the given term. Understood?"

"Yes Sir. Understood", John replied Jerome was surprised that he responded so quickly because he did not look like the type of guy who would give in so easily or be happy calling other men Sir but then maybe it was his military training.

"So take your clothes off and put them aside on the floor," Titan ordered. John looked hesitant but didn't show that and confidently took of his clothes and stooped down to put them on the floor. Titan took a sneak peak at his perfectly round bubble butt and tight pucker.

"Who would like to take measurements boys?", Titan offered. A measuring tape was hanging down Titan's hand while he supported him against naked John.

 "May I?", Elijah asked. Titan nodded. Elijah came face to face with John giving himself a good look at the man who was standing arms crossed behind his back and looking straight ahead just like soldier. Elijah was the shortest in the group with a stature of exactly 6 feet and he was having a strange feeling seeing this handsome hunk. John has got presence and Elijah seemed to be somewhat overwhelmed by that.

"Let's make you hard then", Elijah announced and he touched the huge pair of eggs hanging down in front of him.

"They are massive", he commented.

 "Thank you", John replied. Elijah squeezed his balls giving John a shuddering pain. Both looked into each other's eyes.

"You forgot that you are in your probation period dude", Elijah scolded John understood and hesitantly said,

"Thanks ....Sir." John felt disrespected at addressing someone younger like this. But he couldn't disobey Titan.

"That's more like it", Elijah started jerking him off.

"Don't hide it dude. Feel it and get hard", Elijah teased With this John closed his eyes and focused on getting hard and within minutes his god damned monster stood dancing at full in Elijah's hand. Elijah was mesmerized by not only the physical beauty of the handsome hunk but also his junk. He was the second man after Titan to have such a big fat dick. He took measurements.

"Holly Molly...it's freaking 10.5 inches", Elijah exclaimed.

"Told you Bruno you've got a tough competition", Elijah continued. At this John gave Bruno a proud smile and he shrugged carelessly in reply but he was pissed inside. Bruno was 10 inches which made him a little shorter in dick department but he had the same height as John's. Another difference was their body size and again Bruno lagged a little behind John in bulk and raw muscle. Titan stated,

 "So I have decided that John is gonna work as the bartender. In this way Elijah's work will be shared and he ll get some company." Elijah felt a strange happiness and relief to hear that but was not sure why.

After this the meeting was over and Titan ordered Bruno to give him the detail of finances and they all disbanded and returned to work.