Former promoter Dandy Dawson admired his hairless 46” chest, 18” biceps and 32” waist. He double bi-flexed at himself, seeing his cropped dirty blonde armpit hair. His perfectly shaped 7.5” cock began to thicken in his briefs, pushing the pouch fabric forward. The outline of his mushroom head appeared.
He roughly kicked the former Champ’s legs apart and stepped in behind his ass before sliding his dick up and down through the lubed crack. Delwin nodded while continuing to skull fuck Samson. “This is where you fucking belong, Bitch,” Phillip snarled, as he SLAMMED his 8.5” hard dick into the former Champ’s hole. “OOOHHH!!!” moaned Samson....
I'm Eli, 18 y/o uni gymnast. My first year has been a whirlwind serving my hot, young coach who says it will help me improve my gymnastics and also my hot, str8 roomie who caught on and wanted a piece of the action. Last night they both used me together in a hotel room after coach walked in on Mason and I. Am I bound to serve them both now?
To clear his mind, Chris took a weekend off from building. He helped out at the ferry to let the sea breeze clear his brain. But even those days were filled with people trying to force themselves into his pants. Not that the bronzed, headstrong 19-year-old builder minded. But some guys take what isn’t given willingly. Sun, Sea, Music… and Sex.
Bobby hung his head dejectedly as he gasped for air. Phillip snickered, “We all know what you want, Bitch!” Placing his hands on the back of Hawk’s head, he pulled the jobber’s face into the bulging pouch of his black leather Speedo. Bobby felt the Blonde Alpha Sadist’s semi-hard cock behind the leather fabric....
His message was direct: "That’s my boy, desperate for Dad’s cock. Sunday night then. 7pm. Motel 6 on the Service Road. I’ll send you the room number when I get there. Wear a jock. If you don’t have one, buy one. Dad wants to see his boy in it. Wants to eat that sweet hole in it. Wants to fuck his baby boy all over the room in it."
Dawson loosened his grip on the back on DeLovely’s head. The Fabulous Vixen was an expert cocksucker. Her right hand surrounded Dandy’s balls and lightly tugged on them as she deep-throated the promoter. From the apron, Coach Stan started to say something but saw his boss was consumed by his horniness....
My eyes, almost against my will, flicked to Troy. He was frozen, a fuel line in his hand, watching me. His face was a mask of careful neutrality, but his eyes were wide, screaming a silent warning. He gave a slow, almost imperceptible shake of his head. No. Not like this.
As the Champ’s muscular body twitched at Gavras’s feet, the Relentless Contender raised his 24” biceps and flexed for the fans. The imprint of his big cut cock was now evident on the pouch of his white Speedo. He dropped his pose and reached inside his waistband to adjust his hardening dick, which now appeared at an angle....
College track star Steve Conrad partied too hard and tried to ride the morning's train without a ticket, conductor, Captain Michael Christopher, collected his fare in a far more personal currency. When three Pine Bluff police officers confront him outside the station, their charged after-hours gathering goes dangerously off the rails.
The brute driller of the Northern Pioneer Oil Rig Hank meets his agile new floorhand Noah. Hank’s solid, unmovable presence is tested by the inner courage of the graceful Noah, both scarred and looking for peace to be who they truly are. Will the mountain and the gymnast finally find a perfect fit in the most unforgiving place?
Miles McKinnon has always been straight, at least he made his way through life thinking he is. Everything changes for him when he is claimed by a guy who is stronger and more dominant than him.
On a remote back road the dangerous pull between fear and desire continues. After being pushed to his limits, a lone field workee realises the most frightening part isn’t just what they do to him, but how completely they strip away his resistance and make him feel trapped between fear, submission, and a dark, intoxicating pull toward them.
The hand was lost. The favor was owed.
Luka collects on his winnings, and what starts as worship turns into something none of them planned. Pride breaks. Control slips. And when two friends finally stop pretending, the real game begins.
Samson lodged Luis’s boyish face into his hairy armpit then dropped to one knee, putting the Champ in a DRAGON SLEEPER. Cortez’s nose pressed into Tino’s pit and inhaled his masculine sweaty scent. “DRA-GON! DRA-GON!” chanted the Trenton fans as the Mighty Gladiator beamed. He hollered “LIKE MY PIT, BITCH! I BET YOU DO!”
The story continues after Cassian got his first essence, a step to breaking the curse. Now, he needed to absorb it two more times from the guy he swore to hate.
Samson reached again for the waistband of the Champ’s Speedo. This time, however, he also grabbed the front of Luis’s poser. He yanked both back and the crowd went wild at the sight of Cortez’s black pubic hair and semi-hard 11” cock. Then Samson delivered another gut-punch—POW!—that rocketed the 19-year old’s body.
The 2nd mission. Brody chooses silence over truth. Parker chooses clarity over compromise. Strategic dishonesty leads to tactical abandonment as the deployment hits home. In a world of windowless rooms, the loudest sound is a signal going dark.
In the shadowed heart of ludus, Spartacus steps into a world of sweat-drenched sands and echoing roars, where first blood draws lines between allies and foes.
Luis…Champ!” Dawson broke in, “Brutus is solid. He’ll be in your corner. Hell, he’ll even spit roast Samson with you following your victory!” Chills ran up the promoter’s spine as he visualized the Mighty Gladiator on all fours getting rammed by Cortez’s 11” uncut cock while being face fucked by Brutus’s Anaconda….”
I couldn’t tell if Al was being tortured, or enjoying it, as he wasn’t resisting. I stared at him as Coop playfully smacked his ass lightly with the whip a few more times, until Al’s bearded face turned sideways and Coop went up to him and they started making out. But I could feel my dick swell as I watched them.
In the shadowed underbelly of Capua's slave market, chains rattle and fortunes shift amid the clamor of broken men. Spartacus, the fierce Thracian warrior, stands bare and defiant, his fate auctioned to the highest bidder in a world of sweat, oil, and unyielding ambition. A brutal road awaits, testing body and spirit in the fires of captivity.
Coach Stan slid downwards to his knees. As he crumpled, his face ran across the bulge of Delilah’s leotard. Stan could feel the hardness of what lay underneath. He groaned “What’s…. What’s this about? Where’s your wrestler—the guy I’m supposed to train?”
He wasn’t kidding. He was built. From the pic and what I could see of his arms he looked massive, his torso wide and powerful, the bottom of his chin carrying a five ‘clock shadow. He was big, and muscular, and reminded me of someone I lost only 5 years ago. And it reignited me and all my suppressed desires.
Torn from his land and the man he loves, Spartacus is condemned to the brutal world of the arena where blood and death are prime time entertainment. But not all battles are fought upon the sands. To survive, he must become more than a man or a gladiator: He must become a legend.
Carlos and Jorge looked concerned. “But Luis,” his father began, “This Tino was once called the Greek Heel. He decimated and humbled several wrestlers before being broken by Dawson and his henchman Brutus from Brazil. Used a trademark phrase ’Had enough?’ before forcing jobbers to submit….”
When you fall off a horse, you need to hop right back on. This holds true for Chris, too. He found a changed Jelmer. He needed his space after their shopping trip to Amsterdam. And opportunities arose when the BBC of Officer Tom wanted more than an autograph. He wanted to fool around with the white boy and knew the perfect spot with a gloryhole.
Good Boy - Josh learns that submission is physical, hungry, and earned on his knees. One man breaks him open with leather, spit, and praise. Another tightens the leash through mentorship, control, and whispered approval. Inside The Keyholders Club, obedience is currency, dominance is intoxicating, and Josh is desperate to be worthy of both.
Aussie lad Lucas was playing rugby league when Ben took him down. After the match, Lucas found the incredibly attractive Ben and discovered it was his birthday. Things took a turn when Lucas offered the player a 'birthday blowie'.
Christopher’s fame on the Island grew in leaps and bounds. Not just for singing with his idol, but for the daring rescue of a friend. He prevented a group of predatory bikers from abusing the young lad, humiliating them to the bone and blackmailing them into giving up their leather gear. Running them off the Island he had grown to love so much.
Miles McKinnon has always been straight, at least he made his way through life thinking he is. Everything changes for him when he is claimed by a guy who is stronger and more dominant than him.