Embracing the slut inside me

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Chapter 5

The flat was empty when Matt opened the door and we went in. We had dinner and then Matt brought alcohol and poured me a glass after glass. I wanted to refuse but couldn't out if courtesy. I always get intoxicated when I drink a lot and my started feeling heavy. I refused the fifth glass but Matt forced  it into my hand and I filled that down. It was getting late and he announced he was tired so supported my heavy body and took me to a room. The hangover was taking over me. 

"Let me take your shirt off first, old man", he whispered something but I couldn't register as I was feeling dizzy. I don't know what he did but he assured me there would be time to talk to Howie tomorrow as I was asking about him a lot but soon I was asleep  dreaming about Howie.

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I opened my heavy eyes with a strong and pungent smell invading my nose. There was complete dark and I was processing where was I?

 I felt a hand on my nose holding in that sweet and pungent smell, and something warm and hard pushing into my ass. I couldn't understand what was going on. I was still half asleep. I could remember I was with Matt that evening and I also sat with him in a car. I felt something crawling in between my legs and ass cheeks but still I couldn't register it. I was so vulnerable to understand what was going on around. 

"Ohhhh", I gave out a slight moan of Ecstasy as my cock felt someone's touch. Things started making a little sense to me now. Someone was with me but who? I couldn't understand but the pleasure whoever was giving me was so immense that my body didn't want to know who it was but my mind wanted to know. The touch was so soft and sensitive. My uncut cock was feeling electric shocks that traveled through my sack and I felt my balls churning and ass squeezing. 

"Ahhhh...ohhhhh", my breaths convulsed, chest muscles tensed and body shuddered on the sensual touch. I felt something probing into my ass crack and my leg moved upward to feel the touch. Why does this feel so good? Those useless days of purposeless fucking were so bad, my body was seeking this pleasure. 

"Ahhhhhh", I made a sudden, loud ecstatic scream as I felt something making its way through my tight hole. I felt my body heating up, an excruciating heat that needed to be cool down. It had been days that I have felt a man's touch. I wanted Howie to cool me down. 

"Ho...wieeee", I gibbered. He's Howie, I was in his apartment, now I remembered. It must be Howie. Only he could make me moan like that. His hand was traveling up and down my big shaft that was vibrating under his control. Fuck, he was the one who had got right to touch me, make me hard, please me sexually and I'd return him the same with even more passion and...... Love? 

"Howie..", this time my lips expressed my list for him loudly.

"I'm here old man", the voice echoed. It sounded familiar so I assumed it to be Howie. I was so hungover to confirm his presence. 

"Ohhh...Howie.... You ...don't know..how much have I wanted you..fuckkkk", arm curled around pumping up flexing and patted his head. While his hand traveled up and touched hairy crotch and then moved upwards rotating his middle finger in my belly button. Fuck it felt amazing and I groaned. He continued his exploration and moved up feeling my solid eight pack abs, coaxing and punching them as if they were little punching bags. I smiled and felt proud of working so much hard letting Howie feel the results. 

"You feel em Howie....you like em?", I asked smiling. 

"Yes old man", he replied touching my and to his heart desire.

"These are incredible", he kissed my broad pectorals. 

"Every aspect of your body is beautiful", he said and I could feel his warm breath hitting my skin. This is what I wanted for so long and ran away from. I had hurt him a lot and it was time to make up for it. I was gonna show Howie that how much have I changed. His hand after dancing with my abs approached my big hairy chest. 

"You have an extraordinarily big chest old man", he whispered and moved his hand over my buffed melons. He grabbed my nipples and tweaked them that lead to a high pitched moan from my mouth. His fingers were exceptionally so good. He kept me moaning by the magic of his thumb and index finger on my sensitive knob. 

Then my glutes felt a long shaft pressings gains them making their entrance and I understood what Howie wanted. His hand wen thunder my thing and pushed it up making and L-shape, parting my ass cheeks he slid his cock against my crack and taking my breath away. I was again gonna get fucked by him. He was the second man after Greg whose cock I felt and the first man whose cock I really enjoyed so much. I wanted that cock again so I arched my back, squared my butt and moved it on his hard cock making loud moans. I let Howie use my body for his pleasure as my pleasure resided in his pleasure. 

I gasped as he tried to pass through my tight sphincters but the resistance was so bad that I couldn't take it. "Ahhh", I groaned but he pushed again and I groaned again with pain. The agonizing pain was so immense but I knew what comes after this. This little hits if pain cannot stop me from feeling the surge of pleasure afterwards. I tried to take his cock but my hole wouldn't relax. 

I again smelt a whiff of that thing. 

"Inhale deeply old man...take big shots", he whispered and I said as he told. Suddenly my head and body felt light and my tensed muscles loosed up. He pushed again and my tight sphincter loosened a little. The feeling was similar to when someone pushes a rod to the clogged pipe. My inside was on heat and the pain was amazing. 

"Ahhhhhh...ohhhhh...ohhhhhhh...Howie.....yeeahhhhhhh...ahhhhhhh...", My anus tried to gap and stretch but contract on Howie's cock in response.

"Fuck....you are so tight....the tightest pussy I have ever fucked old man....you really are a slut ...the perfect muscle slut", the voice said. Now I was confused Howie don't talk like that. The tone sounded more derogatory but I was in heaven and didn't pay much attention to ruin the fun. He pushed harder and harder and I just screamed louder and louder with every hit to my gut. Sweat popped out if my body and I was completely flushed with intensity. My breathing was disorganized and I tried my best to ensure the pain in my ass and try to accommodate Howie's girth. It was not the size or girth if his cock but my right hole who had never been touched for so long. However it had tasted the favour of a cock once so it wanted again. I was hundy for Howie's cock. 

"You are such a hungry man Darius", the voice said. 

"Ohhhhh...Howie....push it...give it to me", I said seducing him. 

"Say you are a slut, old man", he said with authority forcefully pushing in tearing my walls apart. 

"Grhhhhhhhh", I growl feeling him tearing my muscles but I wanted it badly. 

"Fuck....Howie.....ohhhhhhh", I didn't want to say it. I was not a slut. 

"Say it old man", he pushed harder again hitting deep I to my tunnel. 

"Ahhhh...noooooo", I tried to protest but the hits were so amazing and my cock was oozing so much precum. And I also didn't want to make him upset so despite I not wanting it exclaimed, "I'm a slut Howie e....I'm your slut", it was the alcohol that I had lost control over myself. I was completely on his expense. 

"Good man....you are here to be trained as one old man", he brought hai cock half way out and then slammed into me yelping me.

"And I'm not Howie old man....I'm....I'm...Matt...ahhh", he shoved all his six inches into me with a one big hit hitting my prostate. 

"Ahhhhh...ahhhhh...ohhhhhh...he's...ho..wiee--", wait what??? Yes now I remembered the familiar voice. My brain started processing what was happening. I turned my head around and through my blurred vision I saw him  it was not Howie. I panicked but the thrust kept on paralysing me. I wanted to run away from him. I wanted it to stop but the pleasure was so good. I couldn't show any hint of resistance, none of my previous doubt, I surrendered to the pleasure. The pressure on my ass was relentless, hard against the sphincter putting up a physicalresistance that I had long sense mentally and emotionally abandoned. I turned back again to look away from him still taking hits after hits at my swollen prostate. My cock was erupting precum in gallons. 

"No Matt", I tried to stop him but he cut me off. 

"Shush old man", he whispered, "Just feel it. Don't move, don't talk,just take it. Give yourself to me and relax."

His voice was intoxicating but I was not sure I could do this. He was not Howie. "Matt, wait", I said, "Stop kid.I don't think...", I urged but he didn't stop.

"Quiet Darius. I told you it wouldn't be easy.", he stated louder now,"I have to expose the slut inside you. You agreed to this willingly, didn'tyou?" and with that he pushed forward and his dick invaded deeper into myass.

"Ahhhhhhhh", I screamed out at rough the invading of my tight pucker. Yes, I agreed to his proposal but I never had even in my imagine I would be going through this. 

The poppers, which I realised he had given me, must have started workingas it felt good to have him inside me probing the outer walls of my ass.

"Yes", I said in agreement, knowing I wanted this, but with Howie, it had to be Howie. I needed time to think so said, "But not like this Matt, not this way." I felt a stab of pain as he pushed his dick deeper against my anal sphincter, "Aaargh. Matt, please ,please take it out."

Matt did not move and impaled in my ass asked, "Don't you want Howie then Darius? He will only accept you as a slut", and with that he thrust in again brushing against the wall of my ass causing me to moan. Ignoring me he went on, "I thought you were ready to give everything to be with him. Was it all a lie? Give me your ass slut. Do it now. Do it to prove what you are to Howie."

At Howie's name I froze, my resistance and doubt evaporated. I knew, I had to do this, to serve this man to prove I was a slut to him, to myself, but most of all to Howie.

Matt, sensing my hesitation, said, "Old man, this is your one and only chance to redeem yourself in front of Howie, not as a man or an equal, any chance of that is gone, but as slut, the slut you want and need to become." His words cut into me as he spoke, how could this be right, was this my only way to Howie. Matt interrupted my thoughts, continuing

 "You humiliated him in front of so many people and yet I'm here offering totrain you to be the best slut you can be in private", pausing to get comfortable he went on, "Do I get any thanks for my generosity? Do I get any thanks for trying to help you?"

I was silent thinking I did owe this man something. He had so far done more than anyone to help, even getting me under the same roof as Howie. But, it wasn't right, if only I could talk to Howie, explain, apologiseI did not have to go through with this I was a an alpha. I did not need to havethis boy use me. There had to be another way. But then I thought back to Howie fucking me and started to doubt myself.

"Look", Matt said in frustration clear in his voice, "Howie does not know about this. I am trying to help you see what you are and help you to become the only thing he will now accept -- a total slut", he ignored my wince and went on, "If you want to earn a way back into Howie's life then you have to do exactly what I say. If, you can't or won't do it for him, and for yourself, and if you want to go back to your pathetic unfulfilled life I will stop. But, if I do stop, you will have 5 minutes to get out of this house and out of Howie's life forever."

There was a full-sized mirror on the wall and I could see myself with Matt skewered in my ass, his hand rubbing against my right pec. The scene was so humiliating seeing my perfect, ripped, six foot five body withthis puny, weakling, Matt, little more than parasitic fly feeding off my manly frame. How could I let this happen, how could I let this twink boy fuck me? I had to look away to hide my shame. I looked back at Mattand saw in his face the face of a determined, cute, young man, a face that as I looked with its boyish good looks, unkempt hair and reminded me of Howie. I knew this was Matt, but I knew I needed Howie and had to winand earn a way back into his life, to win his trust, his respect and hislove.

By now Matt's dick had been in my ass for more than ten minutes and I had not rebelled, pushed him out of me, why was I letting this happen? My brain was telling at me no, with feelings of shame and humiliation at the ridiculousness of the situation, but my heart and the very core of my being was screaming yes. If being a slut was the only way back into Howie's world and the only way I could appease him for the pain and hurt I caused making him out to be a liar in front of everyone then so be it.

"What did you decide then old man?", asked Matt.

The constant pushing and probing of his dick against the walls of my ass were driving me crazy. My dick was hardening too. If Matt was my way to Howie then there was only one answer, I turned my face down in cushion and buried in it. I didn't speak to say yes but Matt understood that I surrendered.

"Head up old man, your hole is tight and needs to be loosened up. I'm going to be kind and let you take some more poppers", he said offering me the small bottle. I didn't take it so he said, "I'm gonna do this whether you take the poppers or not", then ordered, "Take it!"

I snatched the bottle in a fit of anger and inhaled. I felt faint as the amyl did its work, my head started spinning and I relaxed. I looked around at Matt, a smile of victory on his face, at my first small act of submission. I groaned but then felt something rolling inside my ass and as my anal sphincter gave way, Matt filled me with his dick. I felt my hole would explode with the presure. As he grazed past my prostate I screamed, "Mother fucker. What the hell. ArrghYes", the rest unintelligible moans of pleasure.

Matt felt good, he did not fuck often, but this, this was something worth the effort. A tunnel of pleasure, a heat on his dick like the hottestoven, and the watertight hole he had ever known. He knew Howie had fucked the big man, but this old guy was not only the perfect slut but basically virgin to boot. He was still in awe of the fact this mountain of man was offering his ass to him. He pushed forward facing an unspeakable resistance from this muscular hole despite he had given him poppers. Matt was in disbelief how tight he was even after inhaling the poppers. But he was going to claim his pleasure from this man and pop the practically virgin cherry all over again just as Howie had done.

Matt had no idea even I'm his dreams that this big guy would be cock craving whore when he first saw Darius. His great beard and oversized moustache made his such a crook. He was tall with a body of a god and gate of an alpha, Matt thought to ride his cock in his bed. But little did he know Darius was hiding a hungry bottom inside him. Matt was uncertain in the beginning after learning from Howie that he fucked him. The first thought that ran into his mind was how could a body builder and a wrestler of the last could take a cock and so easily from a guy like Howie? Howie must be lying but the. He decided to see for himself. So next day he shiveringly went to Darius and gathering up all his carriage he said something that a true alpha won't even listen to. His legs were shivering saying everything to the towering hulk of a man. But when he arrived at 6, Matt's confidence plummeted and it had gone beyond horizon when he took him to the apartment. He had played his mind games and now it was time to bring the slut out of him.  

"Fuck", Matt yelled as his slammed forward forcing his hard dick deep into Darius' ass, breaking through his battered sphincter's resistance completely. He was engulfed in an immense heat and he moaned in pleasure and delight and slapped the muscular butt flexing and bouncing at his invasion. "You're one tight pussy and hot like a furnace oldman", Matt exclaimed in ecstasy, increasing the intensity of his spanking.

"Yes....", I exclaimed as his dick invaded me deep inside and brushing against my prostate with an electric shock of delight. But, then I felt his hand on my ass, this kid was spanking me. How dare he do that?

"Don't do that", I pleaded weakly into the pillow my mouth unable, or refusing, to articulate just how ashamed I was to be fucked and spanked by this twink.

"What old man? What are you saying", Matt asked lost in the euphoric feeling of this sluts heat and need as he clung to Darius' muscular body. Taking ownership of every part of this willing bottom man herolled his arm around his massive frame, cuddling him like a baby, thentoying with his right pec and pert nipple bouncing to his touch. Devilish thoughts swirling through his mind as Matt was brought back to the here and now by a plea from Darius.

"Don't spank me..... at least", I asked lifting my head from the pillow as I turned to see Matt smile, but then the smile turned stern, he squeezed my butt cheek hard and thrust himself fully inside me tearingthrough the last of my physical resistance. I screamed into the pillow as he now fully impaled himself inside me and resumed his spanking of my ass.

Matt was pleased, this bodybuilder, the wrestler and a complete muscular godlooked so cute being fucked and it felt so good. Even god Hercules would get jealous of his amazing strong body and would himself eagerly replaced with him. 

He completely ignored my irrelevant request and gave me a hard smack again as my ass jiggling at the invasion and he and kept spanking me over and over again.

"Don't do that", I said with genuine annoyance, what gave this fucker theright to do this to me I thought.

"Old man. I told you to not to refuse or argue with me. Got it?", Matt snapped back, "You promised to follow me without any objection.Remember? Plus just look at your butt. Jesus! It is one incredible and huge ass. The perfectly fuckable ass. Your squats really payed of", he squeezed my butt again putting me to shame. "Pure muscle, and sluts do like to show off their ass....accept Darius you are a born slut with this incredibly big butt of yours", and again that tight slap which made me groaned at the top of my voice.

 "Fuck...don't..." I yelled out

I did not reply seething at the indignity of it all, but knowing I needed this, it was my way to Howie and to salvation. As he slapped his dick back again deep inside me it hurt and then the spanking resumed. Sure it was a test, I held back my desire to rebel, and did not say word.

"You are a quick learner old man", Matt replied. Deliberate in his words making sure I never forgot the age difference between us. He wanted to make sure I kept in mind just who was fucking me.

Matt knew when he started fucking he would not be able to hold it for long, the intense volcano of my ass was just too good, too hot and I was in need of dowsing with his cum. Unable to deny himself the pleasure any longer and he started fucking my tight ass moving his dick out then slamming it home over and over again. I felt his warm breath on my neck as he thrust in and out of me, his hands all over my muscular arms and then I felt the touch of his lips as he kissed and then licked the sweat from my back.

My tormentor was lost in his own pleasure. Matt could not believe he had this Olympic God beneath him taking his dick and converted, by him, into a total cock craving whore.