Encounters - Muscle Jock Becomes Bottom Slut

It had been weeks since Frankie last got his fix. He’d been horny for what seemed like forever but with the intense summer semester and football practice, he just couldn’t find time for fun. Frankie Micelli wasn’t what one would call average. At 23 years old, Frankie was a senior in college who played for the football team as their linebacker. 6’1 and 225 pounds of pure beef, 19” biceps, a huge chest, a round insatiable bubble butt, and a handsome Italian-American face, this Staten Island-born stud didn’t have many issues when it came to landing dates. The issue was that, behind closed doors, Frankie was gay and a voracious bottom to boot.

Not many people knew besides the men Frankie had slept with and he intended to keep it that way. He was an extremely selective boy. Muscles, masculine, and hung were what got him going. And it was no surprise that he always had a string of hot studs after him, but sometimes Frankie wondered about certain men in his school...

It was a cool September evening when it happened, when Frankie’s life changed dramatically. After a hellacious afternoon of football practice, he couldn’t wait to sit on some cock.

“Catch ya later, bro,” Frankie told Alex, another football player with whom he’s friends and had sucked off in secret at drunken, rowdy frat parties. Neither of them could afford to have their sexuality questioned. Leaving the football field and getting to the showers, he spotted Marcus Smith.

Marcus was a year younger than Frankie. A physics major and a total nerd, he’s not what Frankie would call his type. And Marcus had the added negative that he’s also fem. Fem AND a nerd. However he wasn’t ugly. He had a strong jawline and full lips with nice olive-green eyes hidden behind rectangular glasses, but was sporting facial hair which took away from his boyish face. Frankie kept on walking and wondered if the rumors were true. In the gaymer social circle there were stories that Marcus was a brutal top who was hung like a horse.

Frankie shook his head. “Can’t be. I can’t imagine that,” he said to himself, unable to picture that skinny queen mounting his massive guido ass. But he does know that stranger things have happened, as he was once fucked by his old gym teacher a year ago.

Walking into the men’s locker room, he undressed. While taking off his football uniform he discreetly enjoyed the view of his fellow teammates, naked and wet under the showers. On his phone he was on his favorite hookup app, scouting for any potential meat tonight. To his disappointment, it was just the same old guys; no one who really caught his eye. Deciding he might just be defeated for the night, he went to shower. He reeked of sweat and musk and needed a shower to relax and put his head in the game.

Upon changing and getting his phone, he noticed that he received 2 messages. A guy whose name was just HORSE and had a photo of a headless torso with a massive bulge covered by tight baby blue briefs. Frankie read the messages and they were just “sup” followed by something that turned him on: “I’ve seen you around campus. You have one meaty ass. I’d love to fuck it”. Frankie messaged him as he began to drive home.

On the drive home he kept thinking of the massive bulge. “Fuck...it looks so big” he thought. He decided to take the long way home in case the mystery stud wants to host. Frankie gets two messages and they say if he’s down to meet and what he’s into. Frankie says yes and tells him his interests and asks how big. Just then he gets a pic of a thick and veiny cock with a bulbous head. He stared at it. The veins, the shaft, the head...it was all perfect.

His trance was cut short by the car behind him honking and he was snapped back to reality. He texted the guy “yes as long as it’s legit and the real deal”. He’s encountered men who’ve sworn up and down they’re 9” only to be a mere 6” and he did not want to go through that. Frankie  asked him to send him a pic of him and the cock with an upside down peace symbol. The guy sent him another pic of his torso and hardened cock with an upside down peace sign, confirming that he was indeed being honest. The guy seemed to be smaller build yet somewhat athletic. But no jock as he had a light outline of abs covered by a small happy trail. Just then he had a wicked idea.

He was only ten minutes away from this motel that was both a bit remote and cheap yet had a bit of an intimate atmosphere while still keeping the sleaze. And he’s not too far off from a pharmacy to pick up some stuff to “clean up”. Making up his mind he made a right at the next light and eventually made way to getting his fix. He texted the stud the address and room while he was squatting down in the middle of the bathroom for the second time to prepare for that cock. Once again, he squirted clear, and he smiled to himself. He washed up a second time to get himself all ready and was debating how to greet his stud.

When he got the suspenseful “5 minutes away”, he unlocked the door and got on all fours. He looked up at himself at the mirror ceiling. Damn I look good he thought to himself and he saw his defined traps, biceps, wide back, and massive tanned ass while the faint blue glow of the motel room light tinted his muscles. Frankie was so turned on by the image he’s seeing in the mirror that the didn’t notice the door open slowly.

He just felt a firm grope followed by his ass getting a hard smack. “Hey Jock boy” said a familiar voice. Frankie couldn’t really tell who it was through the mirror until he turned around. And there was Marcus getting undressed until he saw those same pair of tight blue briefs. They had to be extra small by the looks of the bulge. Marcus shot Frankie a smile and told him “bet you weren’t expecting me. They never do” he said as he circled both his nipples with his thumbs. “Fuck dude. You’re a dream come true” he said as he stepped closer to Frankie.

Frankie was transfixed by the bulge and the realization that the rumors are true. He looked up to Marcus and was about to speak until Marcus’s hand guided his head on his crotch. “This is what you want, isn’t it? Sniff it. Tell me you want it.” The aroma was alluring, the musky and clean smell of man was turning him on even more. He gyrated his hips on Frankie’s face, grinding that bulge all over his nose and mouth. Frankie couldn’t take it any more and pulled down the briefs and had the huge member spring back up and slap him on the chin while Marcus looked down on him with amusement and lust.

“Suck it, boy” Marcus ordered. Frankie was partly shocked since he wasn’t expecting Marcus to be so domineering. So butch. And Frankie opened his mouth ready to take as much as he can with gusto. He slowly started sucking that big cock, pacing himself and making sure his excitement doesn’t get the better of him.

Marcus grabbed both of Frankie’s biceps and squeezed hard. Like a trained horse, Frankie flexed and with loud pop, his cock slid out of his mouth and throat. Frankie smiled and flexed. “You like my body?” Overcome by lust, Marcus grabbed his massive cock and dick slapped Frankie’s lips, the impact making a sound and he crawled into the bed. “Yeah I do. I also wanna taste that big ass of yours, fuck!”

Frankie moved up and got into position: ass up, face down, back arched. He couldn’t believe he was about to let Marcus Smith fuck him but how could he not?! The boy may be 5’6” but he’s hung like a horse and seems to be a very dominant top. And just like that Frankie felt a pair of hands smack both his thick cheeks and pry them apart followed by a warm tongue circling on his tight pink hole. “Mmm tastes nice and sweet yet...manly” he said as he dug his face inside. Deeper, his nose burying itself along with his lips and tongue. Frankie let out a moan and bounced his ass lightly as he felt Marcus’s tongue penetrate and swirl inside his ass. It felt so good and he couldn’t help but moan like a bitch in heat as Marcus licked his taint, the spot between the balls and asshole, and went down to suck on his swollen balls.

It had to be a full ten minutes until Frankie moaned out “fuck my pussy....” in a mix of lust and primal instinct. Marcus rose from Frankie’s massive ass and smacked it, “oh yeah? How about we 69 a bit?” Frankie felt the cool air hit his wet and slightly loosened hole as it quivered in anticipation. “My cock needs to get lubed up after all...” Frankie’s eyes filled with lust as he moved for Marcus to lay down and he squatted over Marcus’s face while sucking eagerly on the massive dick in front of him. He was in slut heaven and intended to get fucked like one.

Feeling Marcus’s warm tongue once again drill his hole and lick all around his taint gave Frankie great pleasure as he was sucking off that monster cock. He was able to fit most of it in his mouth, though the last few inches Marcus forced into Frankie by bucking his hips and making Frankie gag a little.

As soon as Marcus’s cock was coated and dripping with saliva, he told Frankie to get ready. Getting on all fours, he felt a firm smack on his ass. “No, bitch boy. I wanna see your face when I shove all this dick up your rectum. Turn around and spread those legs.”

He did as he was told and this was the first time he really got to see just how big Marcus’s cock was. Marcus noted the fear in Frankie’s eyes and kissed him gently “I’ll be gentle” he said “but I will fuck the shit out of you”. And with that, Frankie held the back of his knees and gritted his teeth as the head went in. It must have been minutes but Marcus had immense patience. He finally felt a slight pop and a squish sound as he then knew Marcus went in. The pressure from the cock slowly going in made Frankie’s face turn red and he let out an involuntary groan of pleasure as Marcus’s dick head slowly caressed his prostate. “Almost all in baby” Marcus cooed, grabbing Frankie’s tree trunk legs and placing them on his small shoulders. The size difference turned Frankie on a bit.

Just then he felt Marcus thrust in and his hips met Frankie’s body. He had more cock in him than he’s ever had. Marcus held it in for a while and leaned in, intensifying the pressure inside Frankie. It felt so good but it started to burn a little. Frankie moaned as Marcus slowly rocked back and forth, slowly picking up speed and pulling out just enough to give Frankie something to moan about. He was picking up speed when Frankie was feeling his cock hardening and his nipples getting erect. He was clawing at the sides of the bed and yelping from how hard Marcus was pounding his hole now. “Bet you aren’t used to a small boy like me owning that pussy, huh?” Marcus teased as he was getting more intense.

As Marcus slowed down he pulled Frankie’s legs towards him, still keeping the roughness of each thrust and pulling out farther and farther away. The room was filled with the smell of man sex, musk, Frankie’s moans of pleasure, and the familiar clapping sound of balls hitting the ass. Marcus pulled himself closer towards Frankie, pushing Frankie’s tree trunks towards the sides of Marcus’s arms, holding the missionary position and slowly drilling into Frankie. He was so close too.

“Shit Frankie, you have such huge tits, mmmm and those pits. Fresh musk, eh?” Marcus teased. Frankie’s face was sweaty and no longer held the tough countenance he gave on campus. No more mean mugging. His face was instead showing submission and willingness to be taken advantage of. “Silly bitch” Marcus said, “I’m gonna cum soon, and you’re gonna take it all in that pretty guido pussy ya got” as he was sucking on Frankie’s big nipples. “Fuck I love me some big tits” he breathed in as he was pulling out more and slamming in his monster onto Frankie’s rectum. Frankie tried to touch his cock but Marcus smacked his hand away and continued to suck on the linebacker’s perky nipples. He bit a little as Frankie whimpered from the cock slamming he was getting and the nibbling he was receiving. Marcus rose from his position and knelt upright, and slamming his cock fully in Frankie. Frankie let out a low grunt as he did this and Marcus placed his small hands on Frankie’s pecs. “I’m so fucking close” Marcus said in a low grunt.

Frankie wasn’t expecting the gushing feeling inside his ass as Marcus let out a loud groan. Frankie wanted it all. “Give it all to me all of it” he said in his excitement and lust. Marcus told him he wasn’t done yet and pulled out. The cool air rushing in his destroyed hole and the cum seeping out. Marcus kept a fast pace as he told the jock to sit up and open wide. “You wanted my cum. Now I’m gonna show you why they call me horse” and Frankie could see why, besides his size. He was cumming like a prize winning stud. And Marcus was forcing his huge cock down Frankie’s throat. No regard for Frankie choking, eyes watering, while tasting the salty-sweet warm cum chugging down his throat. Frankie bucked and his legs moved yet his toes curled. Marcus looked down at Frankie’s handsome face. The sides of his mouth running over with cum. So angelic he thought, as Marcus was now the one shooting Frankie a mean look while giving him every last drop.

Frankie felt the cum dripping out of his ass and mouth, and as Marcus was pulling out he shot a small load all over Frankie’s face. He smacked the football player’s face with it and laughed to himself. Seeing cum drip down his chin and Frankie wanting more, Marcus cleaned up his cock on Frankie’s chest, and got dressed. He looked back at Frankie, who was still in shock and shot him a friendly two-finger salute as he left the big muscle slut in that lone motel room covered in cum.

Frankie felt used and abused. The blue light painted his body and he could see the cum shimmering from his body. His massive pecs slathered in now cold cum. The faint taste of cum still present whenever he swallowed and in his mouth. Marcus really coated his throat and mouth with the taste of sweat and cum. His muscular body lay defeated and opened up, but Frankie loved being alone in this room like a used slut.

He got up from the bed, his body sweaty and reeked of sex, and had a slight limp while walking, feeling cum dripping from his hole. When he went to the bathroom, he saw himself in the mirror. There he was. Covered in cum and absolutely loving it. He started jerking off at his own reflection. Remembering and thinking of Marcus’s huge cock. He closed his eyes and finished off. He smiled to himself as he went into the shower to clean up, a large gloop of cum shot out while he was getting inside. They’ll clean it up..after all I’m sure they’ve seen worse he thought. After cleaning up, he got dressed. Opting only for sporting his basketball shorts and sneakers. He clutched his college t-shirt in his hand as he gave the front desk guy his keys, not caring that he looked like a hot mess.

Getting into his car he stayed there for a few moments, and got a message from a familiar hookup. Here’s my number. I had fun tonight. Hope to do this again, muscle boy. Frankie smiled to himself and drove home, needing to sleep and his ass satisfied with the pounding it received. He got another message:

Next time, I’ll make it hard for you to walk out of that motel room. I didn’t even give you my A-game. Marcus smiled. He replied with three words. Neither did I.