Previously:
Jason followed Tyler to the door and watched him leave. He was left standing naked, caged, and alone once again. This time he had a renewed purpose, but his pent up sexual frustration was only growing. He thought of Steve on his knees earlier, enjoying the privilege of Tyler’s magnificent cock with his mouth. Then he thought of Steve’s hard, unsatisfied little dick. He picked up his phone and texted.
Hey. Wanna come over? I can take care of it for you.
Jason fondled the mass of hard plastic surrounding his dick, as the warm water of his shower cascaded over his muscled body. He was leaning forward, forearm against the wall. It was Friday afternoon. A week had passed since Jason had been tamed by Tyler. He’d spent almost as much time with his manhood locked away. The events of the previous week replayed in his mind as his hand unconsciously moved from his useless dick to the crevice between his muscled ass cheeks.
By now Jason had been fucked by three different men, and sucked four. His neighbor and former cocksucker, Steve, had come over almost every night to allow Jason to worship his dick and swallow his loads. Monday and Wednesday he’d even stayed over longer to watch some TV and socialize. Both nights Jason thanked him with a second blow job.
Frank enjoyed Jason’s mouth again on Tuesday as well. It seemed he’d kept his word. No one else seemed to know about the big changes in Jason’s life. But when Frank caught Jason in the locker room and asked if he wanted to meet in the parking lot again, Jason took it more as a demand than a request. Not that he minded. Frank’s cock was enormous, and Jason found himself relishing the challenge of stuffing it all in his throat.
Tyler had been frustratingly more distant. Their only form of communication since Monday had been text messages. Jason did his best to contain his urges, but by Wednesday he was shamelessly begging for Tyler to use him. He was certain that if he could satisfy the young stud with enough passion, he’d earn freedom for his dick. This didn’t play as well with Tyler as the muscle bottom hoped. Jason was told he was still being selfish. After all, Tyler had a busy week with work, and his boy would have to wait. It wasn’t like Jason didn’t have other options.
On Thursday, Jason realized half way through the day that his cravings were beginning to come more from his hole than his dick. As disconcerting as that was for a former top, Jason’s thoughts began to stray to Nico, the young guy behind the counter at the cafe in his condo building. Usually, Jason was a regular diner there, but he’d avoided the place entirely since he last picked up dinner there with Tyler over the weekend. Nico was so young, and so skinny. But that cock. It was truly magnificent. When Jason returned home from work Thursday afternoon and received confirmation that Tyler wouldn’t be stopping by for yet another day, he decided it was time to swallow what little pride he had left and take Nico up on his offer to “help him out anytime.”
Jason found the slip of paper with Nico’s number in his kitchen drawer. He picked up his phone and made his request.
Hey it’s Jason from upstairs. You free later?
Jason clutched his phone, staring intently at the screen. One minute ticked by, then two. He began to feel foolish. Then he saw Nico was replying.
9PM. Be ready
Jason was surprised by how giddy he was to see Nico’s response. His heart nearly leapt from his chest. He immediately showered and groomed himself. Donning a white jock, he gave himself a look in the bedroom mirror. His body looked great. His tree trunk thighs framed the outline of his imprisoned dick. On closer inspection, he could see the black lines of the cage showing through the mesh material. Turning around, Jason flexed his meaty ass and smiled. He found himself wondering why it took him so long to give it up. That was a perfectly fuckable ass. And now it had the hunger to match. He laughed at himself. He’d become an eager bottom boy in under a week.
Just after nine o’clock, Jason heard a knock on the door. He opened it to see Nico’s smiling face. The guy still had his white collared shirt and black pants on from work. The only thing missing was the apron. He hadn’t even gone home to freshen up.
Jason opened the door wider, revealing himself in only his jock. “Hey. Come in.” He suddenly found himself a bit nervous.
Nico looked the muscle boy up and down with a grin. He couldn’t believe he was about to get to fuck this guy a second time. When Tyler first approached him with the offer, he jumped at the chance. He never imagined Jason would be asking for it again in just a few short days. The man was old enough to be his dad, and he was built like a god. And that ass. So beautiful. So tight. Nico’s cock began to harden at the thought. He stepped inside. “Hello, Jason. You look good like this.” Then he noticed the odd shape in the boy’s jockstrap and cocked his head to the side. “What’s going on there?”
Jason blushed. “Tyler put a lock on me.” Though still excited for the impending fuck from Nico’s enormous uncut cock, he know felt very exposed and humiliated. This young guy was looking at him as if he was some neutered animal. He knew Nico would never respect him the same.
Nico was clearly intrigued. “No way! Let’s see it.” He was staring intently at Jason’s thinly veiled crotch.
Looking away, Jason timidly pulled the front of his jock down, revealing his imprisoned nub. It was now pressing painfully against the cage, and a drop of precum began to slowly descend from the tip.
Nico bit his bottom lip and reached out to fondle the hard plastic and Jason’s swollen balls. He caught the line of precum oozing from Jason’s neglected dick on his finger. Smiling, he held it up to Jason’s face.
Jason opened his mouth in submission, allowing Nico to feed him his own cum. He wrapped his lips around the slimy digit and scooped the juice from it with his tongue, offering a hungry moan. He was far too needy now to even attempt to preserve a shred of his dignity. He had to have that cock inside him, and he would do any slutty thing Nico wanted to get it.
Nico was young, but he had enough natural instinct to know he had the man in the palm of his hand. He grabbed the waistband of Jason’s jockstrap and used it to pull Jason’s hips closer to him. “Lose this.”
Jason quickly pushed the jock down and let it fall to his feet. Stepping out of it, he presented himself to Nico. He was almost shaking with anticipation. Nico pointed at the floor and Jason slid to his knees. The humiliation of submitting so willingly to this skinny young twink wasn’t enough to overcome his lust.
“You missed me, huh?” Nico smiled down at the desperate, naked slut. His cock was now painfully pushing against the limited space in his underwear, and it was noticeable.
Jason looked up with pleading eyes and nodded. “Yes.” He craned his neck forward, silently begging for a taste of Nico’s swollen cock.
“What took you so long to ask for it?” No longer the polite boy behind the counter, Nico pressed Jason to humble himself further.
“I was embarrassed.”
“Of what? Being a whore? Or being one for me?” The skinny guy was solidifying his role as the man in charge with his line of questions.
Jason looked from the boy’s protruding bulge to his face. “Both. This isn’t who I was a week ago.” His admission was punctuated with a whimper, as his own dick pressed violently against its cage. “Please, Nico. I can’t wait anymore.”
“You’ll wait as long as I decide, won’t you, boy?” Nico’s tone became almost angry. He wasn’t going to allow Jason to dictate the terms of their arrangement, no matter how much muscle the ravenous slut flexed beneath him.
Jason pulled back slightly in shock. His urges had begun to cloud his judgement, but he was jolted back to reality by Nico’s sharp response. “Yes. Of course. I’m sorry. I’ll wait as long as you say.” The struggle between his need and his powerlessness was creating a dizzying effect. He bit his lip, holding back tears.
Nico stepped back and began to slowly and deliberately open his pants. Jason’s anticipation was almost comical now. Every muscle flexed, every thought on obtaining his prize. When the skinny boy finally hauled his massive cock from his underwear, he received another whimper from his whore. He began to slowly stroke it, teasing Jason.
The muscle slut’s lips parted slightly. The smell of Nico’s manhood washed over him. Jason could almost taste it. He trembled with excitement. He dared not ask for it, though he would beg shamelessly now, if that would earn him what he craved.
Nico’s grin grew wider. His cock throbbed in his hand. “You won’t wait so long to ask next time, will you, boy?”
Jason shook his head furiously. “No! I will take it every day, if you let me!” The embarrassment he spoke of moments earlier was now gone. All that remained was hunger.
“Good boy. Now show me how much you need it.” Nico released his grip and let his thick, throbbing beast wave powerfully and invitingly in front of Jason’s face.
Jason’s lips were wrapped around it instantly, tonguing the length as he sucked the enormous cock into his throat. He moaned deeply, savoring the taste. He slobbered over as much of the shaft as he could possibly fit inside of himself, before exploring the hood covering the head of Nico’s magnificent cock. His moans turned almost to cries. Jason was lost in lust.
Nico’s eyes were wide. He looked down at the eager cocksucker. His knees were on the verge of buckling from the overwhelming pleasure. He’d never felt a tongue so velvet, or a throat so eager. Holding back his own moans, Nico bit his lip and watched in amazement as the muscled stud he’d admired since his teenage years now desperately worshipped his cock. The slim man dug his fingers into Jason’s hair and gripped the top of his head, more for his own stability than as a show of dominance. His hips began to instinctively push back and forth, testing the limits of his cocksucker’s greedy throat.
Jason braced himself, but he was no match for the monster. His body heaved and his eyes bulged. He remained in place, but coughed up a thick stream of slime that splashed against the root of Nico’s cock and washed over his low, heavy balls. As his eyes reddened, Jason fought his own reflexes. He wanted to inhale every inch.
Nico pulled back slightly, allowing the boy a fresh breath, before pushing ever deeper. He tested Jason’s lust, feeding the slut more and more of his impossibly giant cock. Every time he drew a violent retch from the slut, Nico was impressed that Jason came back for more. Never pulling away, never resisting the abuse. Their excitement grew, one becoming dependent on the other, until Nico finally tore Jason’s mouth from his throbbing cock.
Jason hung limply by the hair in Nico’s grasp, gasping and drooling. His only real need was the wet cock in front of him, dripping his throat slime and oozing a bead of precum. He wouldn’t have to wait long.
“Come here!” Nico’s tone was frantic as he guided Jason up by the hair. Though half the man’s size, Nico easily pushed him into the couch, before grabbing his legs and lifting them over his shoulders. In one quick move, he thrust the head of his giant beast into Jason’s hungry hole.
Jason pushed his head back into the couch and shrieked from the sudden intrusion. Then he let his body go limp, surrendering to the inevitable attack. He stared into Nico’s eyes and nodded. “Fuck me, Nico. Please!”
Nico needed no prompting, but Jason’s begging only served to make him desire the muscled man’s hole even more. After resting just inside, the young man pushed deeper. He felt the walls squeeze tightly. He paused before charging ahead, giving Jason’s body an opportunity to adjust. Nico repeated the process until he was nearly completely enveloped by Jason.
Jason was in awe. The young Nico seemed to be an expert. He was opening Jason’s body quickly and skillfully. When the muscled bottom felt the cock inside him make contact with the deeper wall in his ass, his body jumped. He took a deep breath and asked for more. “Don’t stop.”
Nico smiled down at Jason. The man’s body was perfect. Every fur-covered muscle was flexed, and he gazed up at his man like an eager slut. The cage imprisoning his formerly powerful dick looked so small on Jason’s large frame, and the swollen balls that flared out underneath it looked painfully full. Nico wrapped his hand around the cage and sensitive balls in a show of power. “You want all of it, boy?”
Jason nodded excitedly. He threw his arms back, offering himself in complete submission. The moistened hair in his pits looked so inviting. Nico leaned forward and buried his face in the sweaty space underneath the boy’s flexed arm. As he inhaled, he thrusted forward, burying himself completely.
Jason cried out, his body tightening. His eyes opened wide, pointing to the ceiling, but Jason saw nothing. He only felt. The stabbing pain of the head of Nico’s cock invading him, and the thick shaft filling him, combined to make Jason’s mind turn to mush. “Oh, god!” He could barely speak.
Nico felt himself breach Jason’s wall. He grunted as the ridge of the inner sphincter rubbed tightly over the head of his engorged cock. He held himself in place and pulled himself upright, pinning Jason’s tree trunk thighs against his own body. “Look at me, boy.”
Jason, wide-eyed, looked up at the man destroying him. The difference in their size was so extreme. So too was the difference in their cocks. Jason remained locked down to a couple painful inches, while Nico teased his colon with his thick, throbbing monster. Instead of shame, Jason felt only joy. He was spread, humble, eager, and filled entirely with Nico’s cock.
Nico stared deeply into Jason. “It doesn’t matter who you thought you were last week, does it boy? This is who you are, and always will be. This is you, isn’t it, boy?”
“Yes, Sir! Please, Nico! Fuck me! Make me your bitch. I need it so bad!” There was nothing left of the beast that Jason once was. He trembled beneath Nico’s slender body, his hole quivering around Nico’s cock. This is who he was and all he ever wanted to be. It was glorious.
Nico withdrew halfway and then slammed fully back inside, drawing a howl from the broken beast. “Good boy. You’ve earned this.” With those words, the young top proceeded to hammer the muscle bottom mercilessly. They stared at each other as he worked, both beginning to smile in delight and understanding. Nico had so effortlessly owned his role as dominant top, and his pulsing cock had never felt more satisfaction. Jason, on the other hand, found the challenge and the exhilaration of fully accepting Nico with his body beginning to melt into utter bliss. The fuck waged on, powerful, but melodic. The two seemed joined in mind as much as in body.
Nico leaned forward again as he pounded into Jason. Their lips locked. They made out passionately as he felt the rise of his impending orgasm. Jason felt it too. He moaned into Nico’s mouth, feeling the young man’s movements become more frantic.
Suddenly, Nico slammed full force into Jason and yelled in his mouth. His cum exploded deep inside the muscle boy, and he continued to pound full-force into Jason’s body. Jet after jet injected into Jason, and they remained locked together, moaning loudly.
Finally, Nico pulled away, smiling down at Jason. “Fuck. You really were made for this.”
Jason’s body was spasming. He was experiencing something similar to an orgasm, but completely inside himself. Nico held firm inside as Jason slowly calmed himself. “Oh my god. What did you do to me?” Jason was beaming.
“Are you OK?” Nico wasn’t sure what to make of it all.
“Oh, yeah. I’m amazing. I don’t know what just happened. It’s like I had a different kind of orgasm.” Jason was flooded with emotions. “Thank you.”
Nico embraced him, kissing his lips. Then he relaxed, laying his head on Jason’s chest. They stayed like that for a few minutes, until Nico slowly withdrew his cock. He pulled himself up to stand, looking down on Jason’s beautiful muscular body.
Jason immediately sat up and sucked Nico’s slimy cock into his mouth to lovingly clean it. He rested his hands on the man’s slender hips, helping to hold him steady. After finishing, he looked up. “Thank you.”
Nico just nodded, trying to catch his breath.
Jason held onto Nico. “Can you stay a while?”
Nico smiled down at him. “Sure, boy.”
Jason led Nico to his bedroom and they stretched out together, embracing, with Nico’s head on Jason’s hairy chest. The older man never would have expected to experience such a feeling of comfort and peace with little Nico, but he was so grateful. He drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.
Jason woke in the morning to find himself alone again. His dick ached, and his balls were so full. An impressive amount of Nico’s cum had made its way out of him during the night. Jason stripped the bed and threw the sheets in the wash. He made himself some coffee, checked emails, and distracted himself with other tasks, instead of cleaning himself. Something about keeping the sex on and in him felt slutty and right. He walked around his condo naked, catching glimpses of himself in his bedroom mirror as he walked by. Jason still had the body of a stud, but now he was anything but that. He finally paused in front of the mirror, looking himself over. He fondled the cage surrounding his formerly proud dick. It was hard to believe it all fit in such a small space. No one would know, looking at him now, just how big and thick he was before it was taken away. Slowly, he turned, bending at the waist. Jason reached back and spread his ass open to reveal a wet hole, surrounded by hair. He watched himself as he rubbed around the sensitive ring with his finger. It felt so raw, so good. He wished Nico stayed longer so he could have gotten more of his cock in the morning. Jason barely recognized himself now, but his hunger to be filled overshadowed all of that. He was feeling so desperate. He drew his finger away from his ass and began to bring it to his face. The hungry bottom boy opened his mouth and closed his eyes, anticipating the taste of Nico’s load mixed with his own sweat and musk.
Just as his finger was about to touch his tongue, Jason heard a knock on the door. The sound startled him. Quickly, he wrapped himself in a robe and made his way to the other side of the condo. It was so early. Maybe Nico came back for more, after all. He looked through the peephole and saw Tyler waiting for him to open the door. His heart raced.
“Aren’t you going to the gym this morning?” Tyler looked him up and down when he entered Jason’s condo.
Jason stumbled over his words. “Yes. I’m just running behind.” He looked Tyler over. He must have just returned from his workout. His body looked pumped and a bit sweaty under his revealing shorts and tank top.
Tyler reached out and untied Jason’s robe with one hand, letting it fall open. Jason stood, exposed. He made no attempt to cover himself. He knew his body belonged to Tyler now. The young man stepped closer and pushed the material off of Jason’s shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
“There. You look better like this.” Tyler smiled as he assessed Jason’s body, like a farmer surveying his prized bull. He wrapped his hand around Jason’s cage and balls, gripping firmly, but not too tight.
Jason groaned. He was so sensitive. His dick instantly throbbed in its prison. He wanted to beg for his freedom, but he knew better.
“You must be getting pretty desperate now, huh boy?”
Jason nodded. “Yes, Sir.” His response was weak and breathy.
Tyler let go of Jason and quickly pulled his own hardening cock out of his shorts. Giving it a couple strokes, he smiled up at the broken beast. “I bet you miss being able to do this.”
Jason whimpered, staring intently at Tyler’s massive cock. He nodded furiously, but all he was thinking about was dropping to his knees.
Tyler grabbed Jason’s massive bicep. Gripping him commandingly, he spun the boy around. He slapped Jason’s ass before giving the left cheek a good squeeze. “Do you still miss fucking with it?”
Jason was red with shame and anticipation. “Yes, Sir.”
Tyler slapped his throbbing cock on Jason’s ass a few times. “Yeah, I bet you do. I know I’ve missed this ass all week. I can only imagine.” He wrapped his hand around the back of Jason’s neck and pushed him to the bedroom. “On the bed, boy.”
Jason scooped the discarded blanket from the floor and tossed it haphazardly across the mattress before mounting the bed and planting himself on all fours. Tyler quickly shed his clothes and dropped a wad of spit on his cock and twisted his hand over the head and shaft to lube it up a bit. He gripped Jason’s cheeks and spread them wide. Then he paused.
Jason’s hole tightened as he remembered the state he was in back there.
“Who fucked you?”
Jason couldn’t tell if Tyler was more upset or amused to find his boy like this. Looking at the headboard in front of him, he offered a shy reply. “It was Nico. Last night.”
Tyler roared with laughter. “You slut!” You just had to have it, huh?”
Jason was utterly embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I guess I couldn’t help myself.”
Tyler gripped Jason harder and pushed his cock inside his slimy hole. “That’s so fucking hot.”
Jason groaned from the sudden invasion, but his body willingly accepted all of Tyler. “I missed you.”
Tyler wasted no time. He began to pound deep into Jason, reminding the boy who he belonged to. “Nice of him to get my boy ready for me.”
Jason was nearly in tears from the sensation of Tyler’s shaft dragging across his prostate. The head of the massive cock was hitting the same wall Nico had gently pried open the night before. But Tyler’s fuck was very different. He simply knocked it down, taking what was his. Jason’s groans turned to squeals, before dissolving into low growls from the feeling of Tyler’s deep attacks. He braced himself. Tyler slammed his body against Jason’s, and every impact was met by solid muscle. The effect was like that of throwing himself into a brick wall, over and over. Both men grunted and yelled, one in an effort to break, and the other determined to take everything he could get. Tyler clawed at Jason’s body. He was becoming obsessed with ravaging it, and turning it into a greedy cum dump. Jason craved release, and he dug his fingers into the bedding, feeling Tyler’s cock push him closer to that point.
Jason’s useless, trapped dick leaked like a faucet between his legs. Tyler’s cock teased his prostate. He needed so badly to touch himself just for a moment. He was certain that would take him over the edge. He began to push back against Tyler, demanding that his hole be wrecked harder. Jason was frantic. Every muscle in his body was focused on getting his sensitive spot punched at just the right angle. A familiar warmth built up inside him and then lingered, just out of reach.
Tyler was oblivious to Jason’s plight. His cock was enjoying the thrill of the gripping and releasing of the boy’s ass muscles. His eyes rolled back as he continued to rail the used hole. His own orgasm was quickly arriving.
Jason arched his back just a bit more, painfully curving his spine to get what he needed. That did it. He screamed out loudly and his hole clamped down on the monster inside him. His aching dick, still held tight in its cage, began to burp out thick streams of cum.
Tyler gasped from the grip on his cock, and then howled. His shaft spasmed wildly and then jets of his own cum shot deep into Jason’s body. He continued to fuck into the quivering hole, digging his fingers into the thick, muscled flesh of Jason’s ass. His head thrown back, Tyler grunted wildly in time with the release of every spurt. His body began to shake, and he collapsed onto Jason’s back. Their sweat-covered bodies clung together, both ejecting their last wads of cum. The air was filled with the smell of sex and the sounds of both men gasping for air. They hung in the space between orgasm and recovery.
Jason’s body trembled wildly under Tyler. He was completely spent from the power of his climax. “Thank you, Sir! Oh my god. I’ve never…” His voice trailed off. Certain he’d just experienced the most powerful orgasm of his life, the broken boy found himself wanting it to feel this way from now on.
Tyler lazily lifted his head from Jason’s back and kissed him between the shoulder blades. “You did good, boy.” He pulled himself up and freed his deflating cock from Jason’s body. A glob of his cum eased out of the battered hole and dribbled down toward the boy’s balls.
Jason sat back on his heels for a moment before turning around to face Tyler. He felt so open and used, but in the best way. A calm set in after his orgasm, which had produced a flood on his already soiled blanket. He looked up at the young man standing at the foot of his bed and smiled.
“We have plans tonight. Dress for a casual dinner party. You’re my date.” Tyler had already moved on from the moment.
Jason, on the other hand, was still in a fog of satisfaction and awe from the experience. He nodded his head. “Yes Sir.” The fleeting realization that he might be introduced as Tyler’s new boy flashed across his mind, but in his current state, the idea seemed exhilarating. He stood, his body almost touching Tyler’s. “Thank you, again.” He wrapped his arms around the smaller man in an emotional embrace.
Tyler briefly reciprocated his hug and then pulled away. He craned his neck upward to give Jason a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll pick you up at 6:45.” He was already pulling his clothes on.
Jason watched Tyler in silence, wondering how long he would have to wait for the beautiful man to grant him another magical experience like the one that still held him spellbound. He fought the urge to drop to his knees and thank Tyler. Not because he was above doing so, but he worried Tyler wouldn’t accept his gesture as seriously as it was offered. Instead, he just followed the man that owned his body through his condo to the front door. Standing naked and vulnerable, he waited for any further instructions to eagerly carry out.
Tyler opened the door and looked back. “6:45. Wear something sexy.” And with that, he was gone as quickly as he’d arrived.
Jason relaxed. Gripping his cage, he shook his head and smiled. He never could have imagined his life this way, but he yearned for more of it. Tyler could be cruel and distant, but he knew just how to get in Jason’s head, and now Jason was in complete surrender to his will.
Jason cleaned himself up and headed to work. It was harder to concentrate. All he could think about was seeing Tyler again later and being his date to a party. He felt special. Nervous, but special.
After arriving home that afternoon, Jason took his time cleaning himself up. Pouring over his closet, he finally settled on a particularly tight fitting knit polo and slacks. Looking himself over in the mirror, Jason was proud to see every muscle nearly bursting through the material. The outfit left little to the imagination. His ass looked fantastic. The jock he was wearing was a perfect fit. Jason was a bit concerned his cage might be noticeable, but brushed it off. People would never guess, unless Tyler told them.
Jason stepped out of the elevator into the lobby just before 6:45 and saw Tyler’s car already waiting for him out front. Slipping inside, he looked his date over. Tyler wore a tight tee shirt and jeans that clung to his legs. His bulge was prominent, and Jason felt a now familiar ache in his own dick as he ogled it.
“Not bad, boy. You look good.” Tyler clearly approved.
“Thank you, Sir. You look amazing!” Jason was so excited. His nerves were beginning to bother him, though. “Will people at the party know who we are to each other?” His tone was timid, but carried a sense of urgency.
Tyler smiled. “Don’t worry about that, boy.” He rested a hand on Jason’s thigh. “Some know. Some don’t. It shouldn’t come up though. It’s not that kind of party.
Jason nodded. “OK. I understand.” He tried to sound reassured, but he wasn’t very convincing.
The party was in an upscale neighborhood, consisting mostly of larger single-family homes. Tyler turned his BMW into a tree-lined driveway, leading up to a stately residence. Jason couldn’t help but be impressed. Tyler parked next to a few other cars in an area off to one side of the home. When they walked in, Jason noted the inside of the house looked just as well put together as the outside.
Just beyond the marbled foyer, a few men were mingling, cocktails in hand. As the newcomers drew closer, Jason recognized a couple of them from the local bar where he liked to hang out. They nodded in acknowledgment, and continued talking. Across the room, a handsome man, about Jason’s age, threw his free arm in the air and shouted. “Tyler! Welcome! Grab a drink!” He returned to finish his conversation with a hunky 30-something, who appeared to be very intrigued by whatever the man had to say.
Tyler led Jason to a bar in the corner of the great room. “That’s Michael. Nice guy. A little quirky, but you’ll get used to him. He throws a hell of a party though.” Approaching the bar, he pointed to a bottle. “I’ll have a vodka soda.” Then he turned his back to the assortment of liquors and wines and scanned the room.
Jason hesitated before realizing he would be pouring Tyler’s drinks for the evening. This little epiphany caused him to ponder what other ways the young man might be expecting him to serve outside of the bedroom. He fumbled over some ice and mixed a drink with an unsteady hand. Handing it to Tyler, he just stood by his side, feeling a bit lost.
“Are you not drinking? You look weird. Chill out.” Tyler sounded slightly annoyed, and maybe a little amused.
“Oh. Yes. Of course. Sorry” Jason turned back and poured himself a bourbon, hoping that would take the edge off. Usually, he was quite at ease in social situations, but he still wasn’t sure what to expect tonight.
Just as Jason turned around to rejoin Tyler, Michael approached them. He was dressed in a loose knit top with linen pants, but Jason could tell they covered an athletic body. His movements were effortless and smooth, and his clothes seemed to flow around him as if they had an elegant life of their own. “Gentlemen! Thanks for coming!” He wrapped a single arm around Tyler. “Good to see you!” Then he turned to Jason, and quickly looked him over. “And who is this? My goodness, Tyler. You seem to only know handsome men.”
Tyler laughed. “This is my friend, Jason. He goes to my gym.”
“Of course he does.” Michael extended his hand to Jason with a flirtatious smile.
Jason felt himself blush a little. Shaking Micahel’s hand, he pulled himself together. “Thanks for having me. You have a beautiful home.”
Michael nodded. “Please! Make yourself at home! I love to share it with friends.” He winked at Jason and dropped his hand. He seemed overly flirtatious and a bit different. Harmless, though. Jason smiled back and raised his glass in appreciation, before taking a sip.
Micheal sailed off to engage three men who had just walked in, sucking some of the air out of the space surrounding Tyler and Jason as he left. After a brief pause, Tyler looked at Jason and gave him a sly smile. “See what I mean?”
Jason nodded. He opened his mouth to speak, but he was immediately interrupted by a familiar voice.
“Tyler!” Jason spun around to see who was greeting his date. He felt all the blood leave his face when he recognized the man approaching them. A hulking figure about Jason’s size was casually sauntering toward the pair. He had a few pounds on Jason, but a similar muscular build. A dusting of dark hair peeked from the neck of his tight black tee shirt. It matched the five o’clock shadow set against his caramel skin. His eyes, a dark brown as well, seemed almost too big, but gave his face an eternally kind appearance. His sport coat did little to conceal the massive biceps straining against its sleeves. His walk was confident and grounded.
“And Jason?” The man seemed surprised and a bit confused. “I didn’t realize you two knew each other.”
Jason glanced at Tyler, wondering if this was part of his intricate plan, but the young man’s face was a mix of surprise and delight.
Tyler spoke first. Jason was momentarily stunned into silence. “Hey Rob!” He reached to shake the man’s hand. “Yeah! We go to the same gym. I thought Jason would enjoy Michael’s parties, so I invited him.”
Hearing that explanation brought some relief to Jason, who finally snapped out of his stupor. He wrapped his arms around Rob in a friendly hug. “Hey, man! Small world!” Jason did his best to recover. Rob was a very close friend, after all. He’d be able to sniff out a change in Jason’s demeanor without much effort. “How come you never brought me to one of these parties? This is nice!” He chuckled, brushing off his initial tension.
Rob smiled back at Jason. “I didn’t think this was your scene, man. Not enough single twinks at Michael's parties for a guy like you. He gave an overt glance at Tyler as he finished his sentence. Turning to pour himself a drink, he pushed further. “So, gym buds, huh?” He winked at Jason, tapping their glasses together in a silent, one-man cheers.
Jason felt uncomfortable. He wasn’t prepared to fabricate a fake backstory to keep his friend in the dark. “Yeah. What about you two?” He hoped he could gently steer the conversation in a different direction.
Rob shot another sly look at Tyler. “Oh, we just have a lot of mutual acquaintances.”
Jason looked from Rob to Tyler, noting the suppressed laugh on the young man’s face. He knew there must be a lot more to their history, but he didn’t dare pry. All he wanted was to move on from the topic. “What does Michel do, anyway?” He looked around the expansive room.
Rob leaned in. “Old money.” He rolled his eyes.
Jason nodded in understanding. “Oh.”
Tyler chimed in. “Well, he’s an art dealer, too.”
Jason glanced up at the walls. “Looks like he keeps it all for himself.”
Rob almost choked on his drink. Nudging Jason with his elbow, he laughed. “You’re not wrong.”
Tyler didn’t share in their amusement. “Don’t be jealous. Some men have the freedom to do whatever they want.” He glared at Jason’s crotch. “And some are just better without it.”
Rob’s eyebrows squeezed closer together, his brow furrowed. But before he could question Tyler’s meaning, Jason interjected. “Where’s the bathroom?” His query sounded a bit too urgent for his own liking.
Rob lazily gestured to his left. “Down that hall.”
“Thanks!” Jason quickly made his exit from the conversation. He wasn’t sure if leaving his friend alone with the man who held the key to his dick was a good idea, but his discomfort was quickly becoming too much to bear. Once in the bathroom, he leaned back against the door to collect his thoughts. Downing the remainder of his drink, Jason sighed. He wasn’t ready for Rob to know about his recent changes. He was afraid his friend would lose all respect for him. They often bragged to each other about their conquests, sometimes showing off their latest boy toy just for fun. They were close, but they shared a bit of a rivalry when it came to sex. To Jason, Rob was the perfect alpha male.
Jason felt his stomach twist a little. “The perfect alpha male.” He realized he’d always looked up to Rob. Now, he knew he always would. He’d never be the man that Rob was. Knowing that was humbling. Rob knowing that would be humiliating.
When Jason returned to the party, guests were making their way to the table. He sat next to Tyler, who sat across from Rob. Tyler secretly rested his shoe against Jason’s, reminding him of their attachment. They made small talk with other guests. Jason had a good time, despite the constant feeling of Tyler’s ownership just inches away from one of his closest friends.
Michael wrangled Jason into conversation over an after dinner drink. They stood near the bar, while Jason listened half-heartedly to Michael ramble on about his latest art procurement. Across the room, Tyler and Rob seemed engaged in a much more exciting chat. Jason watched as they stood close, talking back and forth, exchanging a few grins and some laughter. Tyler pulled out his phone and typed something into it. Showing it to Rob, the man nodded, and Tyler put his phone away. They shook hands and made their way to where Michael was explaining to Jason how this newest painting showed an evolution of the artist when compared to a piece by the same man directly across the room.
Tyler put his hand on Jason’s shoulder and looked at Michael. “I hate to steal this guy away, but it’s time for us to go.” He felt Jason’s shoulder relax. He knew the poor boy was relieved to be rescued.
Everyone exchanged hugs and the general “let’s do this more often” sentiments. As Rob embraced Jason, he leaned in close to his ear. “It’s really good to see you man. Come over next weekend. We need to catch up.” Jason smiled and agreed, though something made him feel uneasy. He was still unsure as to the true nature of Rob’s friendship with Tyler, and that mystery made him anxious.
The ride back to Jason’s condo was pretty quiet. He thanked Tyler for inviting him. But his attempt to clarify the relationship between Tyler and Rob hit a wall.
“We just run in the same circles. Don’t worry about it, boy.”
But Jason did worry. He’d hoped to be able to “come out” to his closest friends in his own way, in his own time. This new development made Jason realize he might not have that choice.
Tyler pulled up to the front door of Jason’s building. “Are you not coming in?” Jason was confused and disappointed.
“I have some things to do.” Tyler was dismissive. “Go get some sleep. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
Jason mumbled a discouraged concession and pulled himself out of the car. He’d incorrectly assumed his night would be ending with Tyler pounding another load out of him. Now he’d be going to bed alone and unsatisfied. As he rode the elevator to his condo, Jason realized that he would have to change his way of thinking if he was going to maintain his sanity in this new life of submission. He had no power now. He’d handed it all to Tyler. The muscle boy didn’t get days off from who he was, just because he wasn’t in the mood for it. This was a hard pill to swallow.
Meanwhile, Tyler was quickly making his way across town. He parked on the street outside a modest apartment complex and picked up his phone.
I’m here
His cock was already beginning to harden in anticipation. He exited the BMW and adjusted himself. Looking around, he walked toward the entrance to the small building.
Apt 3. Doors open
He grinned and squeezed his aching manhood through his tight jeans, before bounding up the stairs and turning the knob of the door on the left. The scene inside was familiar, but exhilarating. The air was thick with the smell of sex and poppers. Moans and whimpering mixed with the sound of bodies slapping together.
Tyler paused as the door closed behind him. He was almost fully hard now. The studio apartment was dimly lit, but he knew exactly what he was looking at. Across the room, a hulking figure was standing at the end of a bed. A smaller man, about Tyler’s build, was lying on his back with his legs slung over the beast’s shoulders. His feet waved limply in the air as the larger man pounded violently into him. Their grunts and cries were in sync.
“Good. You’re here. This slut is loud tonight. Plug his mouth up.” Rob hadn’t even broken his rhythm when he addressed Tyler, and the boy on the bed didn’t acknowledge him.
Tyler quickly shed his clothes and knelt over the eager bottom. Pointing his massive cock downward, he dropped it into the slut’s gaping mouth. “Oh, fuck. That’s it bitch. You have such a greedy mouth.” Tyler smiled and began to push deep into the upturned throat. The boy began to gag and struggle a bit, but this only goaded Tyler into gripping his neck and fucking harder.
With the whimpering now muffled by the thick meat in the boy’s throat, the grunting and laughing of the two men on top were much clearer. They smiled at each other and continued to increase the intensity of their fucking, as if in a contest to see who could be most merciless. The fit body pinned to the bed was nothing more than a set of holes to use.
This wasn’t Tyler’s first time sharing a bottom with Rob. It wasn’t even the first time they’d shared this particular bottom. Since they’d met a year ago at a mutual friend’s party, they’d become good fuck buddies. The evening looked much like this one. Tyler walked into a bedroom where Rob was fucking some nameless guy. A few others were enjoying each other as well, but Tyler couldn’t take his eyes off the hunk that was destroying some skinny twink at one side of the bed. Right away, he took the other end so he could stare at Rob while he got his cock serviced. After they’d had their fun, they shared a drink in the living room and exchanged numbers. Since then, Tyler had lost count of the number of times he and Rob had tag teamed some eager slut, or passed a couple of them back and forth. They made a good pair for this sort of thing, and they shared a mutual respect for each other.
Tyler gave Rob a nod, indicating his desire to switch places. Rob obliged. Pulling his enormous cock from the hungry hole, he mounted the bed to take up Tyler’s position in the boy’s mouth. Tyler plunged into the void left by Rob’s thick manhood, and the slut purred around Rob’s cock. They found their rhythm again, and worked themselves up to the edge inside both ends of the boy.
Suddenly, Rob pulled out and mouthed “bathroom” to Tyler, leaving the young man alone with the pretty boy on the bed. Tyler continued his fucking, savoring the feeling of the soft hole wrapped around his manhood. A minute or two passed, and then Tyler felt Rob’s giant hands on his pecs. He loved it when the guy felt him up and teased him while he fucked. He liked putting on a show for the muscled man. Tyler always felt the need to remind him that he was just as much a man, despite their difference in size and years. Rob found Tyler’s nipples and pressed them between his fingers, gently rolling them. A deep groan escaped Tyler’s lips, and his cock flexed inside the hole it was stabbing. Rob’s right hand let go and began to explore Tyler’s taut body. All three men were moaning.
Eventually, Rob’s roaming hand made its way to Tyler’s ass. He gave it a squeeze. Then he leaned close to Tyler’s ear. “Wreck that hole.” As he encouraged Tyler, Rob gave his ass a good slap.
Tyler let out a halting grunt. He was surprised by the sensation, but it spurred him on. He bucked harder, feeling himself get closer to climax. Sweat poured down his body as he pounded ever harder.
Rob continued to caress Tyler’s young, bubble butt, sliding his finger up and down the crack. He whispered words of encouragement and enjoyed the flexing and releasing of the smooth muscles under his hand.
Tyler was no stranger to Rob’s teasing. They loved feeling each other’s bodies as they destroyed a slut together. But this felt different. Rob had never played with his ass before. Tyler was getting too close to coming to care, however. He enjoyed the feeling and just kept pounding.
Then Rob released Tyler’s other nipple. A bottle was placed under his nose. The sharp smell entered his head, followed by the rush of heat in his body. His head seemed to expand ever so little. Both hands gripped Tyler’s ass and spread it apart. Suddenly, Tyler felt a wet fingertip on his opening and flinched. “What are you…?”
“Shhh. It’s OK. Finish him.” Rob reassured Tyler before rubbing his finger up and down over the hole. He felt it quiver from excitement.
Tyler was too far gone to care now. He slammed furiously into the bottom boy, over and over. His grunts increased in volume. Then suddenly, he felt it. As he drew back for another thrust, Tyler felt the finger slip inside him. He yelped, and then he howled. His cock expanded and began to pump his load deep inside the eager boy on the bed.
“Oh god, yes!” The bottom was in heaven. “Gimme that load!” He gripped the sheets and pulled himself toward Tyler, making sure every inch of cock and every drop of cum was inside him.
Tyler’s eyes were wide, his head thrown back. He made wild animal noises as he continued to spill his seed. Rob’s finger was firmly inside him, rubbing over the pulsing end of his prostate. His whole body shook from the intensity of the orgasm.
As Tyler came down from his climax, Rob delicately withdrew and put an arm around him from behind. Tyler could feel the enormous cock pressed against him. Rob leaned in close again. “Fuck, Tyler. That was so hot. It felt like you came gallons in him.”
Still in shock from the intrusion and the intensity of his orgasm, Tyler nodded. “I think I did.” He felt increasingly embarrassed by the whole situation. In all their exploits, Rob had never touched him that way. Even more disconcerting was how amazing it all felt. Prying himself from inside the boy on the bed, he turned to disengage from Rob.
Rob grabbed Tyler’s shoulder and pulled him in for a hug. He wrapped his arm around the back of the shorter man’s head, trapping Tyler’s face in his armpit. “Fuck, you’re so hot, man. Thanks for tonight. Let’s meet up with that guy that likes getting double penetrated on Wednesday. I’ll set it up.” He released his hold on Tyler and stepped back.
Tyler nodded in agreement. He was in a daze. His nostrils were filled with Rob’s smell, his hair all out of place, and his cock was completely erect. He found Rob incredibly sexy. Somehow, even in his confused state, he knew it was OK to let Rob have his fun. Besides, Tyler would never want to do anything to mess up the situation they had going.
Tyler quickly dressed. His last view as he exited the apartment was identical to his first. Rob was pounding away into the twink on the bed. Only this time, he could hear the unmistakable sound of his load getting churned inside the loosened hole by Rob’s monster.
Tyler stopped by a bar on the way home to grab a drink and steady his mind. He hated how much he enjoyed the feeling of Rob’s body pressed against his back. He hated how his own dick got hard from the sensation of Rob’s drooling cock sliding against his body. He hated how he came so hard with Rob’s finger in his ass. Most of all, he hated how much he loved every bit of it. Tyler looked around the room. Maybe he should pick up some twink and give himself a reassurance fuck. Looking at the bottom of his empty glass, he thought better of it. Tyler went home alone, frustrated and a little unsure. Feelings he hadn’t wrestled with in a while.
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