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ROYD + VAS

Three times a year, ROYD made the trip to Brisbane to visit his primary sponsor. The 48 year old bodybuilder had agreed to the stipulation when had agreed to underwrite all of the athlete's needs to develop his physique to its absolute max. Both of their efforts had born fruit. ROYD was a spectacular physical specimen.

Whatever ROYD had requested over the past 10 years had been given without hesitation. Gym memberships, personal trainers, supplements, steroids, medical and physical supervision. It had all produced an exceptional specimen of male muscular development. ROYD was not into contests so he did not go on the mass versus definition roller coaster that many of his gym buddies endured. He spent all his attention and time sculpting every inch of his 5'8", 275 lb. body to perfection. ROYD took an extreme attitude when it came to constructing his body. Every muscle group was symmetrical and developed to its peak perfection. He was a walking Greek statue. All made possible by the sponsorship of VAS.

VAS had stipulated ROYD's visits be 3 times a year. Once in the Spring and once in the height of Summer, were standard 3 day visits every year - VAS also had the privilege of calling for a visit anytime he chose giving ROYD 5 days prior notice. That visit could be for 2 to 10 days and was usually spent on vacations, travel or some other special event that VAS wanted to share with ROYD. The 3 day visits were normally spent at the VAS' home where ROYD could be used in any manner VAS desired.

It was mid Summer and ROYD had received only one instruction from VAS on how he was to prep for his visit. He was to let all his body hair grow out - no shaving or clipping. ROYD knew what that meant. VAS had planned a painful full body waxing for him to start off the festivities. ROYD knew the drill. He didn't take a suitcase, everything that would be needed was already at VAS' residence. His traveling cloths were always the same. Subdued, conservative, revealing in an understated way: black swimmers jock strap, cargo pants, clean polo, white ankle socks and sneakers. The only thing that set the muscle head off from his fellow travelers was his obviously chemically enhanced muscular physique.

The 3:15 pm flight was uneventful and touched down on schedule. ROYD walked out to the pick up area and waited for the white van to pull up. It was hot and humid as usual this time of year in Brisbane. The bodybuilder was starting to sweat. It felt good. The body's lube. ROYD smiled and noticed the white van coming around the corner.

The vehicle pulled up in front of him. ROYD stepped off the curb and slid the side panel door open - he was always to get into the back. VAS was driving. He greeted him then directed the huge muscleman to strip down and put on the gear located on back seat. As VAS turned back facing front and pulled out of the Airport, ROYD balanced himself as best he could while stripping off his traveling cloths and donning the gear that had been indicated. There was a soft rubber cock ring that when in place was very tight and really uplifted his cock and balls forcing them out front and high. Next ROYD fastened a wide black leather collar around his massive neck. It had rings around the outside. Next was the hood. It was rubber and resembled a dog. It was heavy duty and if he hadn't been sweating like a naked pig by now he wouldn't have been able to force it over his head. With some trouble, ROYD got the hood in place. There was a steel leash which ROYD attached to one of the rings on the collar. He was not properly displayed. Sweating from the heat and his exertion in the back of the van, ROYD knelt down on all fours and struggled to keep balance for the remainder of the 20 minute ride.

The van pulled into the driveway and stopped. VAS walked around to the side door and pulled it open. The rush of hot air felt good on ROYD's naked and now sweat soaked hide. "Get out." VAS ordered. ROYD stepped out of the van into VAS' side yard. VAS took hold of the leash and led ROYD into the back yard. There were six men waiting for them. Having drinks and chatting. The leash attached to ROYD's collar was locked to a post and the mammoth bodybuilder was left on display and VAS went over to the bar and poured himself a bourbon and water. "Take a closer look, gentleman. The sweat accentuates his musculature and the hair underscores his masculinity, don't you think?" VAS said.

For the next half hour or so, the men examined ROYD from head to toe. They had him flex out his substantial muscles and pose in provocative positions. All while chained to the post. The men rubbed his nipples, cock and balls with their frosty glasses and one of them even slipped an ice cube up the muscle head's substantial ass. The bodybuilder submitted to the attention feeling flattered and proud that he could put on such a nice show for these gents. VAS finally came over, unlocked the leash from the post and led ROYD and the male guests into the Sun Room. The cool air felt good on ROYD's naked wet hide. There was a message table at one end of the room with comfortable chairs arranged around in a semi-circle.

VAS took ROYD to the table, undid the leash, the collar and pulled off the hood. ROYD breathed in a full lung of air expanding his enormous pecs till his tits looked like they would explode off his chest. VAS directed ROYD to a small hassock in front of the message table. He told ROYD to get up on the hassock and flex out a routine that would highlight his front and back muscles to their best advantage. Ever the exhibitionist, ROYD stepped up onto the hassock giving all the men an great view of his ass and monumental back.

After the posing routine, ROYD was directed to lay face down on the message table. A man who was also obviously a bodybuilder came in stripped down to a white provocative jock and began to message ROYD with warm oil. There was no transition from the warm oil to the sticky sugar concoction that the stripped down professional masseur smeared on the twin mounds of ROYD's ass. Strips of cotton where pressed into the ass cheeks and aggressively pulled off taking every hair on ROYD's ass with them. With the speed and ability that comes from years of practicing one's trade, the nearly naked masseur waxed and ripped out every hair on ROYD's back from his neck to his heels. There were cheers from the male observers when the particularly sensitive area of ROYD's ass crack was stripped clean of anal hairs. Both the sound of the strips of cotton tearing out the delicate hairs and ROYD's yelps of pain brought delight to the guests as well as to VAS. The meaty bodybuilder laid as still as he could on the message table allowing the agonizing manipulations to totally rip every body hair off his tight, huge physique until he was as naked as the day he was born.

When ROYD flipped over onto his back, his cock was huge, throbbing and dripping precum The cock ring held it straight up to the delight of the observers. The masseur gave ROYD a sensual warm oil rubdown from neck to toes, paying particular attention the muscle head's balls and of course his rigid prick. VAS asked the masseur to bring ROYD to the brink a few times; but not to let him ejaculate. ROYD was writhing in an erotic agony that only being brought to the brink of ejaculation over and over without release can produce. When the masseur was satisfied that ROYD was sufficiently aroused for his frontal waxing, he began with his feet, ankles and legs. By the time the muscular masseur got up to ROYD's thighs the muscle man's once ragging hard-on was at half mast. Still pointing skyward; but now with an beautiful arc in the middle which allowed the precum dripping out of his urethra to fall onto his nut-sack. The sight was a masculine joy. Next came the arm pits and then the chest - the masseur paused at each nipple to tease it, twist it and pull it - the effect was immediate and ROYD's cock was a vein-popping, throbbing erection once again. Just in time to have every hair yanked off the cock shaft and ripped off the scrotum. ROYD chanted a noisy mixture of manly arousal and excruciating pleasure.

When the masseur had finished with the full body waxing and ROYD was a smooth as a baby's ass; the masseur rubbed a special oil into ROYD's skin to close the pores and moisturize his skin. It left a slick sheen on the bodybuilder's huge physique that set off every muscle which now was displayed without the interruption of body hair. ROYD looked magnificent and he felt it. VAS told ROYD to relax while he and his guests went in for dinner. ROYD climbed up into a oversized chair by the window and let the sensations of the last few hours wash over him like a warm stream. He was content. His manhood accentuated and his strength somehow regenerated.

VAS and his guests returned to the Sun Room after their light supper. They all had brandies and those who enjoyed the habit were smoking one of VAS' fine cigars. The room still had a lingering aroma of male sweat, scented oil and just smelled like feral man sex. Combined with the brandy aroma and cigar smoke wafting throughout the room - it was a very masculine domain. The men arranged themselves around the room in VAS' comfortable leather chairs while VAS went over to ROYD and pinched his left tit lightly to snap him back into reality. "Let's see the results, boy - get up off your ass and display yourself for us" VAS said with authority. ROYD hoisted himself out of the chair into an upright position. He could get a look at himself in VAS' full length mirror at the other end of the room. Fantastic! Fucking Fantastic! ROYD thought. He walked over to the mirror and looked at his freshly waxed body from all angles. The gentleman in their chairs were transfixed watching this magnificent bodybuilder examining his own body in the mirror. Like Narcissus in the pond. ROYD flexed, stretched, bent and felt every inch of his skin. It was like silk, exquisite Chinese silk. Every muscle was set off and accentuated by the oil rubdown the masseur had given him. ROYD looked exceptional! Just then, the masseur came in to inspect his handiwork and felt ROYD's body from head to toe. There were a few hairs that escaped his grasp earlier so the masseur had a few strips of pre basted cotton that he used to pluck out the renegade hairs. ROYD's full body wax was now complete. He hugged the masseur and thanked him. The sight of the two naked bodybuilders embracing, chest to chest, belly to belly, naked hide to naked hide was erotic to say the least. The two muscle men enjoyed it as much as did VAS and his guests.

ROYD spun around and proceeded to exhibit himself for over half an hour to VAS' guests. He let each man feel him as much as the man wanted - wherever he wanted - however he wanted. ROYD's head was swimming in the sensations flowing through his psyche and Libido. He never felt so powerful or so vulnerable. These men were awestruck at his physical perfection yet he was getting off letting any one of these physically ordinary men feel him or pose him in any way they wanted. It was a rush of emotions. He remembered what VAS had always told him in situations like this: "just go with the flow. Feel it - don't analyze it." He felt it and it felt awesome.

The remainder of the evening was spent with VAS and his guests enjoying ROYD's body. Feeling it, admiring it, posing it! ROYD enjoyed wrestling and did a few bridges for the guests - they put their drinks on his belly and flicked their cigar ashes on his crotch, abs and pecs. All in good fun. ROYD was enjoying this first evening. That joy would probably not last.

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Once the guests left, VAS took ROYD into his bedroom and bound him on a bondage table for the night. ROYD was on his back and had his cock and balls tightly tied and stretched up to the ceiling where the rope was tied off to an eye hook in the ceiling. His arms legs and torso were restrained by a hank of black rope that was securely but not tightly tied off to eye hooks placed around the edge of the table. The hairless bodybuilder would be comfortable, vulnerable and secured for the night. VAS stripped down and got into his bed to read for a while before turning out the lights and going to sleep.

ROYD had learned how to rest and even sleep deeply in stressful restraint positions. VAS had taught him that. He didn't know how long he had been asleep; but he felt the sharp slap to his stretched out nuts and was jolted back into consciousness by the biting sharp pain traveling though his scrotum. He groaned himself awake. VAS was looking down at him, shinning a light in his face. It was still dark. With the deftness that comes from years of experience, VAS quickly undid ROYD's rope bondage and released his cock and balls from the stretched burden. "Get up and follow me," VAS ordered. ROYD slid off the table and bare feet slapping on the wood floors, followed VAS.

VAS took ROYD out into his 6 acre back yard. VAS told ROYD that he wanted him to execute 100 spread eagle pushups followed by 100 jumping jacks and then 50 dolphin kicks. He wanted the colossal bodybuilder to work up a sweat In no time flat, the sweat was dripping off ROYD's hairless physique and as he finished off the dolphin kicks he was wet with sweat. It felt sexy and oddly arousing in the pre-dawn coolness. VAS told him to catch his breath.

"Bend over and grab your ankles, muscle head," VAS ordered. ROYD complied and VAS then smeared some lube onto his fingers and started to slowly stroke ROYD's freshly waxed ass crack. Little by little, up and down the crack feeling the warm velvety feel of the muscular ass cheeks on either side. Exploring the anus by tickling around the hole and leisurely messaging the entrance. VAS gently fingered some lube into ROYD's hairless hole and then very slowly; but with authority, finger fucked the huge specimen bent over in front of him. This intimate manly manipulation was driving ROYD nuts. He was moaning and groaning lost in the depths of an animal rut when VAS slipped a medium sized stainless steel butt plug into the anal cavity. ROYD grunted acknowledging the intrusion; but took the insertion with no trouble. He'd had much bigger items up his ass.

VAS also had a leather strap that bound ROYD's biceps behind his back. VAS put his foot into the muscular back and pulled the strap tight. The result was that ROYD's arms were pinned behind his back and his pecs were stretched tight and high. He told ROYD that he wanted him to jog around the back yard until he told him to stop and to jog at a fast pace. To help him find his way around the yard, VAS put a flashlight into ROYD's mouth. ROYD started jogging around the yard, stumbling over twigs and trying his best to see a few feet in front of him The flashlight didn't help much as it was bouncing up and down with every stride he took. He could barely make out his footfalls with accuracy and found stones or twigs impeding his lackadaisical pace. The sweat was rolling off him in drops by the time VAS called him over as he finished his third circuit. "Too slow big boy," VAS commented "you need some incentive," he said as he snapped two tit clamps onto ROYD's hard nipples already stretched taut by the binding strap around his biceps. ROYD groaned as the hard rubber tips of the clamps bit into the hard meat filled with blood feeding the nerve endings that objected strongly to this pinching pressure. "If you motivate yourself to pick up the pace, I'll take them off - now get moving muscle boy", VAS said as ROYD trotted off at a quicker pace.

Now every footfall jiggled the tit clamps making them bounce on the ends of his nipples. They ached and were aroused at the same time; but ROYD was motivating around that backyard. The tit clamps had another effect - they aroused ROYD's sleepy penis to full erection. Now it too bounced up and down as his bare feet hit the ground on each stride. It was an incredible turn on -- arms pinioned to his back - clamps on his tits - naked as a jaybird, sweating like a pig and now sporting a woody of mammoth proportions. The tit clamps burned; but they were more erotic than painful. It felt like two rods piercing through his tits pushing them out - holding them tight. His mind was analytical; but at this moment he was overcome by the sensations. He just felt his body reacting. By the time he finished 3 more circuits, his cock was dripping long strands of precum and his tits felt like they were jerking him off. He was on the edge. "Well you didn't even stop to have me remove those clamps - boy - it looks like they did the job", VAS chuckled pointing at the enormous erection.

VAS took the flashlight out of ROYD's mouth and released the strap binding his arms behind his back. VAS told ROYD to bend over and then reached down and pulled the butt plug out with a pop. The tit clamps were next. As VAS released them slowly, the blood rushed back into the crushed nubs filling every nerve ending with renewed and aggravated energy. ROYD yelped out; but otherwise held the sensations inside. His dick jerked violently; but did not erupt - that would come later.

VAS took ROYD over to one side of his back patio. He told the naked, sweat drenched bodybuilder to spread himself wide and clasp his hands behind his head. With little warning, VAS turned on his garden hose and proceeded to hose down the muscular man in front of him. ROYD rubbed the chilly water over his muscle sculpted figure - it felt good, rejuvenating. VAS played a little with the hose - sending a moderately strong stream of water up the bodybuilders ass hole - letting ROYD evacuate in a bucket until the stream ran clear. Next VAS positioned a strong stream on ROYD's pecs and tits - the water bounced off the tight flesh and hard nubs like bullets off Superman's chest. The cock and balls were another story. VAS had ROYD dancing around in no time flat as he aimed the stream from the hose onto the sensitive erection and tightly packed scrotum. VAS lingered for almost 20 minutes hosing ROYD down. They both enjoyed the sensations. As the sun rose, VAS took ROYD into the house so the bodybuilder could make breakfast.

Breakfast was clean and easy: egg white omelet with cheese, fillet mignon, fresh fruit, toast, coffee. VAS put ROYD's portions in a stainless steel dog bowl which he placed beside the table at his feet. Initially, ROYD had some problems eating out of a bowl like a dog; but now he just let go and felt his pure animal nature come through, He had a collar around his neck and VAS would pat him on the head and scratch him behind his ears and on his neck - it felt great and although he still had a problem with other men seeing him eat a meal like this - when he was alone with VAS - it was a release that he thoroughly enjoyed. VAS' enjoyment came with his coffee service. He would tease ROYD into a burning erection and then have the muscle head masturbate until he shot a load of hot bodybuilder cum into his coffee. VAS called it his private reserve coffee creamer. The massive hulk could shot huge loads so VAS would have a glass handy to catch the overflow. He'd add milk to the bodybuilder cum, stir it with a spoon and let ROYD drink it down - an excellent protein drink. ROYD would then stir VAS' hot coffee with his still hard dick - that was an amazing feeling. His prick was still aroused and the nerve endings still sensitive from the ejaculation and now being dipped into a hot liquid really sent waves of intense pleasure through his loins. Both men enjoyed breakfast.

After breakfast, VAS took ROYD into the backyard for some Landscaping work in the heat and humidity of summer in Brisbane. There were 15 bags of mulch that needed to be hauled into the yard, spread and raked in. Cutting the grass and raking. Trimming the palms and hedges and digging a drainage ditch along one side of the house. About 4 hours of work in the hot sun. ROYD would work bareass naked with only boots, work gloves, a steel neck chain and plenty of sunscreen to protect his freshly waxed skin. VAS came out periodically to hose the work horse down and when he needed motivation, a cat o'nine tails found sensitive areas to make an impression. ROYD worked all morning and into the early afternoon. VAS gave him 2 rest periods of 10 minutes and a dozen water breaks. Between the bottled water and hose downs - ROYD stayed hydrated; but the heat, humidity and hard work did have an effect on the bodybuilder. By the time VAS called a halt to the detail, ROYD was spent. He was soaking wet with sweat, grimy from the dust and dirt and generally pretty gnarly. The hose came in handy and VAS let ROYD use some soap and a hard sponge to get himself clean.

ROYD was taken into the house and into VAS' dungeon. VAS locked ROYD in a cage for a rest period. ROYD enjoyed these times alone in restricted space. The cage was larger than most but still required ROYD to squat not stand and he could not stretch out. This quiet time gave ROYD a feeling of release. He had nothing to worry about, his size and power could guarantee that there would be nothing he could not physically handle. His only concerns during these visits was his difficulty in being humiliated just for the sake of humiliation. He did not spend all that time in the gym, suffer all those pains that only bodybuilders really understand - to have it ridiculed. He had confidence in himself and also had gained confidence in VAS, that he would not be "hung out to dry." ROYD had come a long way in the 10 years he had been allowing VAS to take over control of his actions for these 3 days. He had come to not just enjoy these challenging days; but actually crave them.

Two hours later it was time for some cocktails and also time to bring ROYD out to "play." ROYD made VAS a Bourbon and water and then stood by for further instructions. There was a knock at the door and ROYD strode over to answer it. Four of VAS' friends were here for a special cocktail hour entertainment. In the back of the men, stripped naked and being dragged forward by a leash attached to a golden PA piercing his cock head was MARKUS RUEHL. ROYD had met MARKUS once before. He was a huge bodybuilder that was also an accomplished wrestler. ROYD knew what was in store for him, he was going to wrestle MARKUS for the amusement and pleasure of VAS and his friends.

The two huge musclemen were taken into the Sun Room where they were each displayed in static displays where the gentlemen could see and prod them. ROYD was put into a black leather jock, strict leather hood and wrist and ankle restraints all chained to a frame which allowed his movement so he could flex his muscles and respond to the numerous prods on his body. MARKUS was placed in a cage that held him by the neck upright. He was wearing a full body shackle that allowed limited movement. The gentlemen enjoyed drinks and cigars as the two huge muscle freaks faced each other and hurled taunts at one another. It was a good start to an afternoon of muscular exertion and glorification. The two gladiators were released and taken into VAS private gym where they were stripped down and set upon each other. This was a no holds barred match. No rest periods. The match would continue until submission.

Both combatants were in excellent physical condition. ROYD had been weakened a little by his hard labor in VAS' garden that morning; but that did not significantly affect how the two huge muscle heads went at each other. Crotch shots, slaps, punches, pinching, twisting, biting - it was all good. Grunts, yelps and shouts came out of the two combatants. The two Herculean gladiators went at each other for over 45 minutes. The end was quick. MARKUS got ROYD on his back, grabbed a handful of his nuts and sat his sweaty ass right on ROYD's head. He twisted ROYD's nuts until he screamed out in agony. Opening his mouth ROYD got a mouthful of MARKUS' ass cheeks. He couldn't breath - his nose was trapped in MARKUS' sweaty crack and his mouth was full of muscle man ass cheeks. ROYD tapped out. He looked up and saw MARKUS grinning down at him - the price for failure would be painful.

ROYD was ordered to bend over so his anus was viewable by all the men gathered around congratulating MARKUS. He stayed in that position until MARKUS had been eagerly and completely congratulated on his victory. He went over to ROYD and slapped his two exposed ass cheeks hard. Two red had imprints emerged from the hard hits. MARKUS leaned over and whispered in ROYD's ear - "That's my brand on your ass, bitch - you're mine to play with until I'm satisfied - now get on all fours, muscle toy!"

ROYD could feel the heat rising in his face. He knew his naked, hairless hide was starting to glow red - and not just on his ass cheeks. He had lost - that was embarrassing enough; but what was to follow was humiliation that he would have a difficult time contending with. MARKUS was anal focused - he liked to play with a man's ass and he wasn't gentle. MARKUS had ROYD restrained butt up on his shoulders so he could enjoy the sight of the huge bodybuilder's ass exposed to his appetites.

Over the next hour, ROYD endured dildo after dildo being rammed up his ass chute. Fat black butt plugs were seated and ROYD was compelled to duck walk around the room displaying his shame while stretching his ass. Finally MARKUS greased up his hand and forearm and pushed it up into ROYD's already tortured hole. ROYD screamed out at the intrusion but took the fisting like the athlete he was. It was a challenge and he was a strong man. He took it like the muscle man he was. VAS and his friends and even MARKUS was impressed with ROYD's stamina and masculine grace under pressure.

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ROYD had his head bowed, looking at the floor, hand behind the small of his back. VAS brought ROYD over closer to his chair and then put him in a stress position of a modified wrestler's bridge so that he could use the big guy's belly as a cocktail table. VAS liked to put ROYD in this position because it placed all of the muscle head's body at his disposal. He could play with the tits, balance his cold drink on the belly while slapping the nuts or fingering his hole and there was always that mammoth cock to play with. Through practice ROYD was able to stay in this position for about half an hour - plenty of time for a good drink and some erotic play with an enormous muscle toy.

After VAS enjoyed his cocktail and playing with his cocktail table, he had ROYD do some stress posing for him. ROYD went through the poses that VAS had taught him and held each one of them until VAS released him. VAS enjoyed posing him in these stress poses because it showed off all his effort. His body was his canvas and this private exhibition was an empowering session for ROYD .

For the remainder of the evening, VAS posed ROYD in different positions admiring his incredible musculature. VAS would direct exercises in stress positions in order to observe how ROYD's muscles moved under his skin. The display was breath taking. ROYD was huge, strong and took great personal pleasure showing himself off. The massive muscle man particularly enjoyed exhibiting himself in the various muscle gear VAS always had around for him. He got off arousing himself, stretching, flexing every muscle while being displayed in the very erotic gear that was made especially to stimulate and show off a muscular man.

As the evening wore on, VAS spiced up the proceedings by incorporating some objects into ROYD's stress position posing. First VAS had ROYD present his ass to him while he messaged some anal lube into ROYD's hole. On the table next to VAS was an assortment of butt plugs of varying sizes. He started with the smallest, inserting it into ROYD's hole and then had him push out 100 push ups. VAS replaced the plugs with bigger and bigger models until ROYD's anal cavity was stretched wide and his ability to take the intrusion was being tested to his upper limit. Still, ROYD took great pride in displaying his strength and stamina to his sponsor and friend. It felt particularly manly to display a huge black plug up your ass by bending over in a stress position and holding it until VAS was satisfied with the exhibition.

After the plugs, VAS brought out two different pairs of tit clamps for ROYD to show off and exercise his meaty nipples. To accentuate the show, VAS had ROYD pull on a tight rubber hood with small eye slits and nose holes. It was confining and very sensual. The first pair of tit clamps that VAS applied was a plain pair of steel clamps that pinched ROYD's nipples. There was a chain dangling between the clamps which had the effect of moving the clamps slightly whenever ROYD moved, breathed or flexed his pecs. It caused an arousing sensation in his tits. Every breath manipulated his nipples in an erotic manner. The effect on his sex drive was immediate. ROYD's cock stood straight out, stretching the soft rubber cock ring that had been embracing his cock and balls since he arrived. VAS had ROYD stand for half an hour with his arms to his sides watching his chest raise and fall with each breath and observing the effect on the naked muscle man's hairless erection. From time to time VAS would direct ROYD to flex his pecs or bend over at the waist so that the effect of the chain was even more pronounced. The result was that ROYD's cock was throbbing in dry contractions. Long strands of glistening precum stretched from the tip of ROYD's urethra down past his knees before breaking off and landing on the floor between his feet.

VAS held the most challenging pair of tit clamps for last. These little babies were alligator clips attached to a rod that held up to 10 small magnetic discs each weighing an ounce. The effect of adding the weight made the alligator teeth bit deeper and deeper into a man's tits. There was an added sadistic benefit in that if one of the disc's was held with the polarity reversed and brought up to the other discs dangling from a pair of tortured nipples, that disc would cause the other discs to twist away resulting in a dance that was really agonizing. ROYD knew what he was in for; but with masculine confidence the pumped up muscle head presented his chest to VAS to have the nasty devices applied to his already aroused and tender nipples.

The sharp steel alligator teeth bit down into the hard muscle nipple. ROYD threw back his head and groaned as VAS snapped the second clamp onto ROYD's other tit. The agony was instant and considerable. ROYD shut his eyes tight and let out a deep growl acknowledging the considerable pain shooting through his pecs. Like hot pokers applied to his nipples, the clamps bit down into raw, sensitive tit flesh and set his pecs on fire. There was only one disc dangling from the end of each clamp - 1 oz that felt like 10 lbs to ROYD's tormented tits. VAS had ROYD stand a parade rest with his arms behind his back. The bodybuilder stood there dropping his chest to ease the agony. ROYD could feel sweat streaming from his hairless pits down his ribs and over his thighs. He let himself drift into that headspace that bodybuilders know when they hit a wall in training. Take the pain into yourself, feed off it, make it fuel your stamina, feed your will. VAS told ROYD to jiggle his pecs, he complied and the effect was electric. His tits were now in an arousal state that only a few men can imagine. His cock was rigid and flexing with each pec flex. The erotic reverie was intense and illogical. How could this severe agony in his nipples produce such a huge rush of sexual energy. A rush that had his cock hard and flexing uncontrollably.

VAS played with ROYD for another hour, adding weight discs to the clamps feasting on his nipples. He also played with the reverse polarity of the magnetic discs to make the whole tit clamp mechanism dance wildly on ROYD's chest. The result was a harsh twisting and pulling on ROYD's ravished tits. The bodybuilder's cock maintained a rock hard erection throughout the session. ROYD knew how to please both himself and the man who was using him. It was a symbiotic association and both men fed off it to their own personal stimulation and satisfaction.

When VAS was satisfied with ROYD's workout - he removed the tit clamps gently and slowly massaged the tormented nipples until they were standing straight out and back to normal. ROYD groaned and moaned at VAS' astute touch. His cock was twitching and throbbing at every touch - the precum leak had not subsided and was now very strong. VAS moved over to ROYD and started to lick and suck on the huge muscle man's tits. ROYD flexed his pecs and offered his nipples to VAS to feast on. While he was sucking on ROYD's tits, VAS' hand was working the huge erection - slowly masturbating the bodybuilder to a climax. ROYD flexed his knees and thrust his pelvis forward in an attempt to help VAS to get a good grip on his sex tool. VAS knew how to work this muscle toy and took great pleasure hearing the moans of sexual pleasure coming from the bodybuilder in his grasp.

It didn't take too long for ROYD to reach the edge of an orgasm; but VAS caught the sign just in time. He slapped ROYD's nuts hard and bit down on one of his tits. ROYD pulled back and sucked in a big breath. He knew how VAS enjoyed holding him off and it actually got him even more excited. VAS brought ROYD to the edge twice more, each time interrupting the sexual frenzy of the muscular behemoth with a hard slap to the nuts. Finally VAS brought ROYD to full orgasm. It was a huge sexual release. ROYD's cock contracted in a tight spasm over and over again pushing white strands of potent muscle man sperm erupting from the tip of his dick. VAS caught most of it in a glass and then sucked down on the heaving muscle head's tender cock to draw out ever last drop of the intoxicating liquid. ROYD was moaning and shivering in the last throes of his enormous orgasm. When the last drop of muscle cum had been drawn from his exhausted body, ROYD slumped down on one knee and then finally collapsed on the floor at VAS' feet.

VAS went off to the kitchen and filled the glass with ROYD's sperm splattered inside with cold milk. After stirring it, he returned to the worn out bodybuilder and gave it to him to drink down. ROYD devoured the liquid. He liked the taste of his own cum and this batch was produced by powerful forces. It tasted great. After a rest period of an hour when ROYD just laid at VAS' feet serving as a foot rest while VAS read his newspaper - VAS prodded him up and took him into the garage where a rusty old set of free weights served as ROYD's forced exercise equipment.

VAS watched as ROYD pushed out a series of exercises. Every exercise executed with just one rep to exhaustion. Then the next exercise. 12 different exercises in all. Each one executed with only one rep and done to exhaustion of that muscle group. The process took almost two hours to complete. VAS allowed ROYD to relax in between exercises so that he could recoup. Even so, the naked, hairless bodybuilder was dripping sweat and totally exhausted at the conclusion. VAS took ROYD out onto the back patio and hosed him down. It was late and the cool evening sea breeze dried ROYD's slick skin while VAS relaxed on a chaise.

ROYD was tied spread eagle to the guest bed and left to rest and sleep if he could. He would be flying home early the next day; but he was sure that he would be interrupted during the early morning hours when VAS came in for his sexual release. ROYD enjoyed these hours. He enjoyed these visits.

Early the next morning, VAS came in and released ROYD. He took him into his dungeon to meet one final challenge. ROYD was told to do a handstand - when up in position, ROYD's ankles were tied and his legs spread wide apart. His balls were then secured and stretched out hard by a bungee chord attached to the ceiling. VAS then took out a bundle of canes tied together. He flogged ROYD for the better part of half an hour until the bodybuilder's physique was glowing red from his neck to his butt cheeks.

After the canning, VAS would put ROYD into a g-string, muscle tank and flips and drive the muscle stud down to the local nude beach so that they could enjoy a day enjoying the Australian summer sun. ROYD's reddened back was a topic for discussion and he really enjoyed telling it like it is. The proud muscle head never made up stories; but came right out with the fact that he had just been flogged and was proud to display the results. ROYD's nude physique was a focus point on the beach and he showed himself off with pride and pleasure.

The two men spent a great day at the beach. It was a perfect way to conclude ROYD's summer stay. That afternoon, VAS took ROYD to one of Brisbane's hot bars where he exhibited the muscle toy in a tight pair of leather shorts, chain harness encircling his substantial chest and the leather collar ROYD had worn his first night. He got a lot of free drink offers and had his tits pinched and pulled by just about every patron in the bar. At 6:30 ROYD and VAS drove back home, where VAS hosed his muscle boy down and then laid out a jock, shorts, white sports shirt and sneakers for ROYD to put on. He took the colossal hunk out for a very fine dinner at one of the area's most popular restaurant. They sat upstairs on an outside deck with an unimpeded view of the City. It was cool and peaceful. After dinner, the two men returned to VAS' residence. VAS went out onto the back patio while ROYD went into the guest bedroom and stripped down. After fixing his sponsor a brandy on the rocks and fetching one of his cigars from the humidor, ROYD joined VAS on the patio.

VAS took in the naked muscular specimen of manhood relaxing next to him. VAS asked his companion if he needed anything. ROYD said he would enjoy a big bowl of ice cream. VAS told his muscular companion to go in and get what he wanted. ROYD returned with a huge bowl of ice cream. VAS smiled at ROYD and said, "Don't you think that needs a nice topping to finish it off?" ROYD knew what VAS had in mind and immediately stood up - started working his cock until it was rock hard and proceeded to masturbate until he reached a huge orgasm. The quivering muscle guy shot stream after stream of muscle man jism onto the top of his ice cream. A protein topping. ROYD gobbled it down to the last drop.

After a good night's sleep and a fantastic al fresco breakfast, VAS dropped his muscle toy off at the Airport. ROYD would remember this visit as he flew home. The heat and discomfort he still felt on his back underscored the challenges he had met and triumphed over during this visit. It seemed to give him an empowerment for his manhood that nothing else could. He was already looking forward to VAS' next call.

That would be so hot to have that job of applying the color and oil to a naked bodybuilder.

I wish he never need to cover his cock. He uses a shirt to cover it instead of his hand, it must be really big and long. That is a combination that never exist big muscled bodybuilders with big long cocks.

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And that's how I met Royd and Vas!

Travel Diary -- NYC bathhouse

I was back in NYC for a quick visit and being a total pig, I stopped at the _______ club. I have mixed results at that place. Sometimes it's really great, sometimes it's slow as hell. I like to get piggy there and usually during the daytime or early evening, people are usually tame there, so I like to shake things up. I had my room door open and a fresh can of Crisco opened on the little side table I had my Jumbo Jack dildo with me and was playing with myself as people walked by. It's funny how people react - some guy rush by not wanting to look. Others slow down to watch but don't come in. Other guys come into your room who you don't want and you have to send them away.

A short muscle guy, about 5' 8", completely hairlessly, huge pecs and thighs, maybe about in his late 40's, kept looking in the room but kept passing by. I assumed that he wasn't interested. Finally he stopped in front of my room and started to play with himself under his towel, I continued to jam the dildo in my ass and motioned for him to come in. He came into the room and dropped his towel. He was larger than I expected -- 7.5" erect and pierced with a huge PA. Usually these muscle guy are so hopped up on steroids that their dick shrinks. He took over shoving the dildo in my ass and told me so suck his pierced and hairless cockringed dick. I didn't want to be impolite since I invited him into my room so I started sucking his cock.

He didn't close the room door all the way and a buddy of his peeked in. He looked like he was in his 50's (I almost never like playing with older guys). He asked if he could he come in. The muscle guy looks at me and I nod to him (not wanting to remove his hardened dick from my mouth. The older muscle guy comes in and closes the door. The older guy takes over shoving the dildo in and out of my ass and the muscle guy makes himself comfortable on the bed in the room. The muscle guy finds my poppers and he takes a whiff, gives me one then passes them to his buddy. He then passes the older guy the can of Crisco and tells him to open my ass up for him. I'm on my hands and knees, doggy style on the bed, sucking the muscle guy off and the older guy takes the dildo out of my ass. He starts packing it with Crisco. All the dildo play has gotten me pretty open and his smallish hand slips right in.

"Oh, you're going to love his ass. It's nice and hot and loose," my anal invader says to his friend.

"Open that shit hole open for me. You know I like `em loose," my anal invader commands.

The older guy makes a fist and reams my hole with it, circling it around - not going all the way in. I'm moaning like crazy and he starts milking my dick and balls. The muscle guy is getting off on all of this and starts to shoot his load into my mouth. I start sucking wildly and he's furiously fucking my face. He calls out not for me to swallow and leans down for me to share his sperm with him. He drinks from my scummy mouth, hoping to get more of his jism. He tells his buddy to switch positions. As they squeeze pass each other in the small room, he offers his older buddy his tongue with his spunky communion on it. The older guy huskily sucks his tongue and says, "Thanks Royd". The older guy had a thick dick, about 8" long and offers it to me. Again I gladly take it.

The muscle guy rubbed my bruised ass lips with his thick fingers. They ache to have them inside. He greases his hand and tells his older friend to give me some poppers. The older guy places them under my nose and I inhale deeply. I can feel the muscle guy shove three then four fingers into my mancunt. I tell him wait a minute. He doesn't take them out but goes no further. I take another hit of poppers and tell him to go ahead. He slowly pulls his fingers half way out of my ass then tucks his thumb under his hand and slowly slides his hand in. I start rocking my ass on his hand and I can feel his hand slowing slip into my hole. I call out for more poppers and the older guy continues to give them to me.

I continue to rock back and forth on his arm and unexpectedly his hand goes in. It took me by surprise and a cry out. This excites the muscle guy and he starts to flex in fist in my asshole. His hand is large and I ask him not to go much further in. He continues to flex and slowly move his hand around. I start to feel a little uncomfortable with his hand in my ass and I ask him to remove it slowly. He pulls it out and wipes my ass off but tells me not to get up. He calls his older friend over and tells him to cum in my ass. The older guy comes around behind me and quickly pops his dick in my ass. A couple of quick thrusts and he cums what feels like a quart up my ass. The muscle guy clamps his lips on my ass hole and sucks his friend's jism and Crisco out of my ass. The older guy milks my dick till I cum. I thank them both and after they clean off they both leave. I was quite tired but happy. And that's how I met Royd and Vas!

Vas' Weekend Mission : The Finale

So, you still like sittin’ here in my crotch, eh? Suits me. Just get in here a little closer. I like to cozy into muscle too. Tell me how much you love these pec mountains of mine. Yeah…that’s what I like to hear…God, they are hard fuckers aren’t they? Here, I like to bounce them, each of them separate like that. Yeah, rotate your hands like your twisting two knobs – harder – harder – god that turns me on. How many times to I have to say it – you won’t hurt me this weekend – won’t even come close…harder…oh, fuck, that turns me on. Something else isn’t it? You gotta get your palms up under these monsters to get the full effect – hold those hard slabs man. Sure…just try to push them in…just try. Push ‘em…hard as a rock. You can never push these babies around when I flex them like that. Fuck, nobody can. Hell, you can’t even push these suckers up can you? Damn right it’s a mind blower. Makes me harder than hell too. Yeah, I know you feel it. Yours isn’t exactly soft either, buddy. Now turn those knobs some more …harder… yeah… damn… damn…ouhhh…when you suck on these tits you’ll be in another world, I can guarantee you that. Hell, so will I! Look at those striations – you know – all those lines of muscles that make these things look like huge rocks with gorges and lines. Take your time and trace ‘em while I flex them…see how they spread out from the crevice? Sexy isn’t it…that’s what they talk about in bodybuilding…And you’re the lucky one that really is getting the full treatment right now…. This is what guys really lust over when they see me…shit…and I’m not even doing stand-up posing yet. Wait until later…you ain’t seen nothing yet. That’s right, bury your face in there…harder…here ‘lemme push you in a little more…you like Superman’s pecs? That’s all I need to know. Hell, you’re a pretty cute guy, too, you know. I don’t necessarily need another muscle man to get horny with. Or to kiss for that matter. Sure. Ohhh…you’re good… Yeah… take charge…I like that…. uhggmmm…mmmmm …mmmm…mfff…mmmmmm… I can see we’re gonna have a great weekend…you’ve got some suction power there buddy…I know where else we can use that. I see you like these delts too. They are something aren’t they? I love to work them and burn them into monsters… I’m not done yet either. Huge? You bet! Ripped, too…here…sure, feel them to your heart’s content. See how your arms have to go way out there to grab onto to them? Makes you feel a little small doesn’t it? That’s okay…most guys do. See…when I flex them how they dip and tie into the bicep like that? Yeah, that crevice is a turn-on; I like to feel it myself. You can put your cock into that later, too. Incredible power in these delts, man… that’s one of the reasons why I can bend steel bars… Ya’ gotta lift steel to bend steel…is what I say. Yeah, I agree this muscle talk is one hell of a turn-on. Oh yeah, you’ll want to get your ass up onto my bicep here…drive your cock into my delts, traps and neck muscles and fuck all that with me pumpin’ my biceps into your ass. That is pretty cool. You’ll lean over, hanging onto my head and hair, and fuck these muscles as hard as you can for a feeling you’ll never forget. Then, when that’s got you drained, I’ll move you over onto the back of my neck, your legs over my shoulders and you’ll fuck my neck muscles with your hard cock jammin’ me in the back of my neck, while ridin’ me on the shoulders and grabbin’ my head. You’ll love that too. I’ll bounce you up and down and really make you pound your cock into my neck muscles real hard. Hope your cock doesn’t get too bruised. That’s a joke, buddy. You really do like my plans don’t you? Sure, they’re gonna happen! You got two days with Superman, your Muscle God--your personal Hercules! It is fuckin’ fantasy come true, I know… you’re totally wired for me. By the way, grabbing my head can be like hanging onto one big huge muscular cock head. Think of it as fucking and pumping more rock hard muscle. Anything goes here when it comes to big muscle. And you sure do like big muscle. Yeah, keep grindin’..and humpin’ these abs…no, you’re not gonna wear me out… I’m just gonna keep pushin’ back when you push yourself in… Oh-oh – I said traps and you look like you went into overdrive. Even though we’re sittin’ down, feel how hard I can make them with a most muscular. Feel those sons-of-bitches. Look how they swell and rise like that. Damn, I am so proud of these things. Yeah, I know they feel huge to you--and really hard. I know. I made them that way. And I’m not even lifting right now. See how they tie into this awesome neck and the delts? They’re like stone mountains that are immoveable and, like Superman, fucking powerful. Yeah, and really sexy. No shit…I always feel really sexy when I do a most muscular and these things just rise up like mountains from an earthquake. You can feel, push, punch, massage these things forever and I won’t mind…for me, it’s like strokin’ my cock. Do it long enough and I’d have an orgasm. Damn right I just got harder. Sometimes I think my traps are tied to my cock. Go ahead and stand up…this chair will hold…and let’s get those pants off you before you burst out of them…hey, not too fast here or you’ll fall off… I’ll hold you up while you do one leg at a time. Damn…nice cock there…let me work on it a bit for you. You hold my head tight and I’ll hold your butt nice and tight – you let me do the work. Remember, this is another place for you to fuck. No, you’re not going to fall…I’m making sure of that – that’s what all these muscles are for…remember? Relax…Ummmm….I do like a hard man…ummm. Shit buddy…you shot another load there pretty quick…but then, I knew how to get you off, too. Yeah, I do know how these muscles really turn you on…now you gotta clean me up.Yes…yes…now you’ve got some more places to lick…my muscles like your vacuum-cleaner tongue...go for it…oh god…pulling my hair with your teeth…jeez…you’ve found another button…oh god. Now suck all that clean…yeah…get those tits… harder…damn right they’re hard…like everything else. Damn…you do know what to do with your tongue…I love it…get that tight crevice when I flex these pecs again….yeah bury your face in there, shove it in…here, I’m gonna help you shove it in….don’t worry, I’ll let you breathe…You like it when I surround and smother you with these huge hard arms don’t you? Yeah, no shit! Glad you like my smell…I thought I’d bring you a day’s worth of sweat without a shower…thought that might turn you on. We seem to be a good match all around. You missed some cum on my neck up here…and over there…and lick my beard good…and I’ll take a kiss while you’re at it… ummmm… ummmmm… ummmm. You can kiss a little harder…I like it that way…give your muscleman what he wants…ummmm…yeah.So you like to hold my head in your hands and rub your fingers on my bald too…no, you’re not going to move my head either…these neck muscles are really powerful, remember? Turns you on to massage my head and neck? Go on. Turns me on too and feels damn good. More…just try to muscle me around…see…how fuckin’ strong I am. Damn right these neck muscles will bulge…see that…feel those cords…you do have a thing for my neck muscles don’t you? Yeah, workin’ this neck is like pumpin’ a really huge thick cock…and you’ve got my fantastic traps right next door – so it’s a feast isn’t it? I thought so. Go ahead and feel this man meat all you want…we got all weekend and it feels damn good to me…here’s a most muscular. Shit, you’ve never even seen Superman do this have you? That’s why I’m called a Muscle God…I get off on it…big time. Hey, how about we go check out the bed and you can check me out a few other ways – and, besides which, I gotta few other things to show you that I think you’ll really like. Remember our deal…I’m carrying you…that is if you want to be carried…I thought so. Up you go…yeah, you got the idea now…wrap your arms around my neck I’ll hold you even closer and tighter…yeah…I like, like this too…hell, I’m your Superman and that’s what I do, right? No shit, everything seems to turn you on. I’m gonna need help getting’ my pants off. You sit on the edge of the bed here. I warn you…you’re gonna have to really work at getting’ these things down off this muscle ass and these massive quads. You like my basket, eh? So do a lot of judges. Hell, a lot of my competition can’t keep their eyes off me either. Wait till you see what I pack… I think you’re gonna be real happy. Oh, yeah, you have been sittin’ on my slithery baby anaconda already so you got some idea. No way…not exaggerating…you’ll see. Stand sideways? Sure. Oh, I see…you grab me by the back side and grab my basket from the side…humm…different…yeah…but you are getting more leverage…no, that’s not too hard… Yeah, you can beat on my basket if you want…now that’s a turn on…damn…you got me going…rough, yeah….Jesus….okay, here’s a double bi…like that, eh? Of course there’s a lot to feel, we got all weekend…so take your time… Damn right my cock’s hard…this stuff turns me on too…you make me want to fuck your hand the way you’re tryin’ to jam and push my cock around there…keep doing…it…yeah… nah...not ready to get off yet… Ohhh...I like that rough stuff though…yeah, man. Check out these abs I’ll give a flex here and you can feel the ridges even more…yeah, I got just the right amount of hair, not too much, not too little – I sure as hell don’t want to cover-up the ridges. Fuckin’ awesome isn’t it? Yeah, I’ll shave before competition, but it grows back in pretty quick...I know I’ve got a lot of testosterone. Well, that’s the button…now the zipper…over the hill as they say…that’s the easy part…now you gotta get these over my glutes and I’m not gonna help you. Hell, my hard cock is gonna probably add to the problem too right? Of course, you like that kind of problem. Shit, I want all of my bulges to be big. Yeah, I know I’m not exaggerating that either. I agree, basket worship is an art…it’s an incredible turn-on…great foreplay and I love to be the receiver. Technically, my underwear is really my posers I like to wear onstage. Sexy as all get out, eh? They could be looser, especially through my ass crack, and they sure as hell don’t hold me in, especially when I’m hard…you can tell that already, I know. The blue matches my eyes. Glad you like them. I brought along some other really great posers and straps we can experiment with later. I never have a smooth look in competition, no matter what I wear…always have cock and ball bulges. I know I get extra points from some judges. Shit, if looks counted, I sure as hell get a lot of points from my competition! Yeah, getting down on your knees is good idea…you’ll need the leverage. You’re gonna have to pull down harder and work your hands around to my ass at the same time. I know you get distracted. Hell, I’m one big distraction for you aren’t I? That’s what a real muscleman like me is all about, right? Yeah, you did want Superman and now you’ve got him! And you’re doing what a hell of a lot of guys have wanted to do all their lives…stripping Superman in the flesh! You almost got it…another tug…there. I guess you like my posers…you can chew on them all you want…or is it my cock? Hey, you can nuzzle my basket all you want but don’t forget you gotta get me out of these pants here so we can keep going with the program here. Thank you. It’s great to be outta those things and get some stretching in here…yeah, it does look like a big blue tent doesn’t it? These things stretch pretty easily especially when you’re as big as I am. Fuck, that’s one of the reasons I buy some of them loose…for the effect. Go ahead…it’s a joy stick…the best kind of joy stick. I think it is real sexy too. There’s more to unwrap. Like chewin’ on tent pole knob isn’t it? Yeah, it’s thick…thick as hell… Oh your mouth is hot…shit…suck harder….chew…feels like I’m bust through these things…oh yeah…keep suckin’…I like that two-handed grab – hummm… I’ve got muscles in my cock, too, as you’re gonna find out soon…lots of them…cords, muscles, veins…thick and hard…just like it is supposed to be…there are nights and days where I think I could go on forever. It’s that Muscle God testosterone thing again. Okay, go for it….pull ‘em down…I gotta get out… I have a some posers that are made so I can just rip them off…it’s a cool effect…but these aren’t one of them…you’re going to have take these down…hope you don’t mind…I was sure you wouldn’t. There…yes! Lemme shake this all out and give you a pose…this is my side chest…whadya’ think? Cat got your tongue? Here’s another most muscular with a rock hard muscle cock included for your viewing pleasure. Here’s the ab and quad flex…I thought you’d like that. Go ahead… I can hold the flex…let your hands go anywhere. Yeah, the sweat is like oil…that’s the idea…whadya’ think now? I can pump and flex all night as long as you don’t mind the sweat. I’d suggest you slow down a little for the full effect. We’re gonna come back to my cock in a few minutes before I go crazy here. So, am I everything you expected? What do I feel like to you? I thought so. Wow! That much? Damn, you sure do like muscle… Fuck, you really know how to worship a muscleman too. It sure is nice to feel appreciated, especially in a private audience like this. This muscle talk really it for you doesn’t it? It’s a trip for me…I’m eatin’ it up. Let me show my back…it’ll blow your mind. This is a called a rear double biceps. Looks like a lot of big snakes in a bag doesn’t it? See how I can get them to move around. Yeah, feel all that…something isn’t it? I pump ‘em up like this…up and down and get it all to bounce out into even more cuts. Damn right it’s awesome. I’m addicted to working on my back…I got more power in my back than you could imagine…this all fuckin’ hard, hard muscle built like steel by movin’ a lot of steel. Thought you like those peaks and valleys on these arms…yeah, more striations…striations and mass...striations and mass…that’s what its all about…that’s what you’re feeling right now buddy…that’s what your hands are feeling…yeah, you can beat or pound that too…won’t make any difference to me…it should be a turn-on… You’re pounding on Superman remember? Watch that cock of yours…you’re not getting into my ass…not yet anyways…maybe later…I don’t care how hard you are…yeah, I know you’d liked to be crushed that way, too. That’s my Christmas tree…sure does…ties into these lats…look at these. Here’s a back lat spread for you…that’s why they call it a cobra spread. You’ll never get your hands around all that…that is huge hard muscle…glad you like it…it’s what gives me my V shape. Sometimes I can’t believe the power in my back. Wait until I do my push-ups…and you’re laying on my back and all down my butt and legs. You won’t believe what see and feel…muscleman heaven… Your hands won’t believe what they’re gonna feel…your eyes won’t believe what they’re gonna see…and your cock will be so hard its gonna ache to blow. Talk about grindin’ into me…you’ll wrap your arms around my chest, try to grab my pecs…better yet, try to grab your own hands or wrists and just pull yourself into me and… Hell...try to hump yourself right into my muscles. Now that will be one very hot scene, buddy. It takes hours in front of mirrors during pumps to get the back poses just right for the cuts…and lots of photos. Damn straight…most guys would give anything to have these shoulders and back, these lats and then to have a waist this small…that’s what makes me a winner in competitions…proportion, mass, and cuts. As I say, you’ve got yourself a total Muscle God package here this weekend. Get this, when I go to bar bending tomorrow, we’ll be in front of the mirror. You’ll be behind me…standing on stool, of course. We’ll be naked as jay birds. You’ll drape your arms over my shoulders and lay them on top of my arms. You can feel my biceps and delts and back muscles real good that way. I’ll start bending the bar into submission and you’ll get to feel all these muscles sweat and swell up into their rock hard huge glory as I power pump them. While all that is going on, the icing on the cake is probably going to be your cock fuckin’ and jammin’ itself into my lower back muscles, right in the center crevice of muscle ridges going down my back. If you’re like most other guys, you’ll be grabbin’ my arms and shoulders, as best you can, while I bend the bar and fuckin’ my sweatin’ back in time with the my pumps. It’ll be awesome. Alright, first thing tomorrow morning, you’ll see…muscle power, sex, lust…it all goes together, man. Oh, yeah, I like hugs…now keep that cock yours up my crack…not in…That’s right…bring your arms all the way around in front, grab your wrists, and I’ll keep my arms lifted up here a bit…yeah, that’s right…squeeze…hard …feels good to have all this thick, hard, warm muscle in your arms doesn’t it? I’m gonna drop my arms and grab you and squeeze your arms and you’ll really feel all this muscle at once. Sure, hump me all you want…we got all night. Yeah, now with both your hands grab that thick 8” steel bar of mine…jeez…that feels good… squeeze…tighter...ummmmmm...harder. Tell me what’s it like to have me as your Superman? Your Muscle God? That’s hot…got it…I hear that a lot…damn right…Mr. Olympia is on the list. Keep squeezing…and pumpin’ there…jeeeeeezzz…bar…bending…tomorrow. What else is it like to be with me? Oh yeah? Ummmmmmm. Wow…I thought you’d get into all this…damn…you’re one hell of a worshipper. Keep squeezin’…never quite had somebody like you…ahhhhhhh. Ummm….ughhhhhh….here…lemme take over…you got me goin’ here. Hang on to me around my abs…squeeze me…I’m about ready to blow. Uhmmm…uhmmmmm…uhmmmmmm…uhmmmmmm…jeeezzzzzzssuuuuuuuuuss…Fuck…fucuuuuuck…ah…ahh….ahhhh! I really needed that…whew…God, that was a good one…and there’s a hell of lot more where that came from! Whatya’ say we check these covers out…here…I’ll lift you in!

Vas' Weekend Mission

Vas is a very successful super-heavyweight amateur body-builder and makes his living as a construction worker. He is about to get his pro card. To make some extra money, he hires himself out for muscle worship sessions and other fun stuff. Vas is in his early fifties, 6’3”, 270 pounds, massive, cut, muscular, masculine and very handsome – and he knows it. While more than a bit vain, he is still very personable, friendly, and enthusiastic. This story is his account of what a recent weekend muscle worship session (somewhat unusual) was like for him with a passionate first-time client -- who could be a reader of this story:

“Yeah, I get it loud and clear…you’re really glad I’m here. Hell, no problem, we’ve got a whole weekend together and, damn, it seems like wild horses aren’t going to keep you off of me. Glad to make myself at home, don’t mind if I do. So, I guess you like what you see…god, I am proud of being a super-heavyweight bodybuilder…I’ve earned a few titles these past years and I love it when people go nuts over me. For a lot of guys, I’m their biggest and sexiest wet dream come true. I don’t mind that it all. Sure, it’s a compliment. I’ve earned it. Hell, I go nuts over me, too. Go ahead; you can go nuts over me all you want. Don’t be shy. That’s what I’m here for. I turn you on and that turns me on…that’s the way it works. We’re gonna worship me together this weekend. Yeah, no shit. I ‘m getting’ hard just thinkin’ about it. You better damn well get hard, god knows I am and I sure as hell not gonna be embarrassed about it and you better not be either. Got it? Otherwise, you’ll miss all the fun and that’s what this is all about, right? Hell, with the right guy, I’m a god damn non-stop sex machine thick with muscles. Now stop talking and help me take off this god damn tight shirt for starters. Oh, you like it when I talk about all my muscles and what I can do with them? And I’m one very powerful son-of-a-bitch, too – a fuckin’ Hercules – if you know what I mean. Yeah, I like to talk like that. Turn on talk, eh? You got it…fine with me…let’s take it where it goes…right? You wanna feel how tight the t-shirt is? Go for it buddy. Yeah, that bicep already stretches this little shirt big time…get your hands around that mountain…that’s it…underneath the sleeve…yeah, damn right its big and hard…those veins are like pencils…I’m gonna pump right now and make it bigger…watch the swell …don’t let go…go with me…two hands, not one, this is what wins competitions…feel those peaks on these these flexes…that’s it…something, eh?…shit…oh, maybe 22 right now…now, watch that swell…feel the power….gotta damn road map here don’t I? Power, man--power. Yeah, I can tell you like your men powerful. Well, you gonna have your hands full here with me. I’ve been to 23…for real…yeah, I can hold you up…see…I’m strong has hell...as you’re gonna find out big time …we’ll bend some steel bars I brought with me…you’re gonna love that…I know that will make you hard as hell, as if your not already….God, I’m making myself harder talkin’ like this. Sex, lust, and muscles always go together, don’t they? Here, wrap your legs around my waist I’m gonna pull you around here to the front and you can hump my rock hard abs all you want … I’ll hold you up with my arms wrapped around your little ass. You wrap your arms around my bull neck. Like that eh? See…god damn straight I’m powerful! What did I say? No pussy bodybuilder here! Feel these big muscles flex for you buddy! Grind that hard cock into those abs all you want …bounce into me…hard…yeah, fuck me…you won’t budge me…try it. Literally, I’m a fuckin’ machine. Yeah, I meant it that way, too. Hell, if I could fuck myself, I sure would. Good….yeah…yeah…see! Shit, you’re really into this aren’t you…keep it…going…. yeah…. yeah….hot man…hot….fuck those rocks…hard abs…you got it…man…hard as hell…just for you buddy…just for you…hang on…I still got you hard and real tight...you won’t slide down unless I let you…relax… You like being held by these big man’s massive arms right? They’re all steel, baby, steel. Hell, I don’t even have my shirt off yet….glad you like all this sweat…there’s a lot more coming your way…Yeah, I always give off a lot of heat…goes with muscles like mine. Alright guy…legs a little weak from all that hangin’ on? Sure…let’s sit in that chair and you grind yourself into my lap and crotch and fuck my abs some more while we get this shirt off. Glad you like that idea. Hey…no walking…I’m carrying you…sure…you get all the services this weekend…my pleasure… Most guys have this fantasy…they love to be held… I aim to please. Actually, I get off holding guys. What’s it feel like to be a muscleman like me? Hummm… I get lots of attention, that’s for sure… I get my pick of guys. The sex is great when I want it and how I want it…awesome. We can talk more about this at pillow talk time. Yeah, I’ll have you purrin’ like a pussy cat. Now just relax and lean back and let me get these big arms under your legs…there…your back, now…damn right that feels good…easy as hell for me…died and gone to heaven have we? I haven’t even started to walk around you with yet…God, you’re such a push-over…I love it. Yeah, I know my muscles feel real hard…like granite? They’re supposed to…just imagine them bending bars while you feel up my arms till you’re crazy with lust… hell, I’ll probably be a little crazy with lust myself…maybe tomorrow…but you’ve got some serious muscle body exploration do in the meantime… yeah…like my whole fuckin’ body buddy-boy and that will take some time, right? You’re as light as a feather to me…I’ll even bounce you up and down in my arms…there…again…shit…don’t be scared…no way I can drop you…you don’t seem to get how fuckin’ strong I am…relax….again…yeah…that’s it…you’re nothing compared to the massive weights I push around all week. This is a great chair…big enough for me and you…shaped just right…let’s try something…get those legs on either side of my waist and sit on my crotch…you’ll love that I know…get in here closer….closer…jam yourself into my crotch and you’ll feel something else grow as we go along here. Yeah…grind man…grind yourself in…I still feel hard as hell don’t I? Hell, I’m hard everywhere. It’s good you like my body heat…Hey, are those some tears? That’s okay…you’ve been waiting along time I guess…yeah, put those arms around me if you want…squeeze…yeah, you sure won’t hurt me and I bet it will feel real good. No, I shaved just before coming here…I thought you might like that…real masculine, I know…sure, lick all you want…Yeah, you’re safe, real safe with me, buddy. Like this my freaky neck? I got more cords and muscles then I know what to do with…no, your tongue can’t move them…try as you will. I don’t think anything can…yeah…I like that too. Don’t worry about the tears, let ‘em come. I have them too sometimes…we all oughta have a few tears once and while I say. I’m gonna tighten up my bear hug on you a bit – not going to hurt you – you’re protected right now – really protected by lots of massive muscles – by me – by a really big muscular handsome guy who wouldn’t ever hurt you and would beat the fuckin’ shit out of anybody that even looked cross-eyed at you. Yeah, I’ll be your Protector. Just feel all my power, man…feel it... Am I talkin’ too much? Just right? Good… Hell, even I’m getting’ into this muscle talk…more than I thought I would. Muscle God? Sure. Superman? Yeah, now that is really cool. I love being Superman. Handsome as hell, huge muscles – cut – fucking masculine as hell. And fuckin’ power, power, power! He’s my hero too. Yeah, so I’ll be Superman for you this weekend. Hey, after all, I got what you want in spades…and you’re givin’ me what I want. I love it. I’m your total package. It all works out pretty damn cool doesn’t it? Keep that lickin’ going…your tongue on my muscles, my neck, my ears, my beard, feels so damn good. Yeah, just bury your face into me…into whatever crevices up there you can find…and I know there are a lot of them…yeah, they are all hard…just for you…Oh...here’s a neck flex…yeah, amazing isn’t it? I thought you’d like that, too. Of course, damn right those muscles are like rock…and you should see the weight that I pull up in my neck lifts…maybe I can figure something out for us do together with my neck this weekend. You’ll love the bulges and feeling the incredible power in my there. Hell don’t worry about getting my t-shirt wet…it’s already got all that sweat on it…besides, we’re gonna take this thing off so you can start to really – I mean really -- get in close and personal with me and this Hercules body of mine. You’re right, I’m not exaggerating…it’s a fuckin’ fact…sorry about the pun there. Yeah, thanks for the compliment…I know I’m kinda handsome…hear that all the time…try to not let it go to my head too much…but I work with what I’ve got. That handsome? Really? Glad all this turns you on so much. I do try to take care of myself. To tell you the truth, it gets me a little light headed in front of the mirror sometimes too! A lot of us musclemen jack-off to our own muscles. I have a bitch of a time keeping my hard-on under control in competition trunks on stage. You see a lot of guys rushin’ into the john to get off fast, with or without some help. Yeah….I thought you might like to hear about that stuff. I got some great stories to tell you. Jesus, you’re insatiable…you got this humpin’ thing down don’t ya’….yeah, the harder the better...including that pistol you’re packin’ there buddy…jam it…jam it…fuck those abs….harder…shit, man, you got it going…Speaking of fucking…check out this forearm here...it’s like one big muscle-bound cock…here…let me twist it for you and can see all this shit dance…no way you’re going to get your hands around the bottom there…move ‘em up and down and it’s like you’re jackin’ me off….unreal isn’t it…no, you can’t move this arm unless I let you either…yeah I know all those tendons and cords and muscles feel real thick and tight…it’s the definition isn’t it? I know…it is fuckin’ beautiful. Wait till you feel ‘em on the forearm pull downs…man, you’re gonna faint or have a heart attack or something. Yeah, I know you can’t wait. Keep that squeezin’ up…you can feel those muscles and cords move can’t you…that’s ten times better than just watching them on stage or seeing these monsters in some damn photo isn’t it? With me here, you get to jack-off in person, real-time with real grade-A beef at your service. No more fantasy. Yeah, I know it’s hard to believe. Guys tell me that all the time. Ya’ know, chicks just don’t get it the way guys do. That’s why I like being with guys a hell of a lot more. You like my hairless arms and hands? Yeah, the only keep hair i have is on my eyebrows. You like that I'm totally hairless don't you? I like my hairlessness too--looks sexy. Big hands? Damn straight. I wrap these big suckers around steel and muscles pop out everywhere. I feel like I could crush anything these days. Yeah, feel of power of these guys. When I wrap these big boys around your cock and squeeze…you’ll have major jack-off fantasies forever. Wait till we turn the tables and I get my hands on you in a few minutes…oh, teasing you is all part of this…you love it, I can tell. Speaking of teasing…keep your hands on those forearms and feel the power of those muscles…ok, go under the shirt sleeve if you want to…we may never get the thing off…you’re one turned on mother-fucker...that’s cool…See how the sleeves get bunched up and pushed up on the delts? No way they’re gonna stay on my bicep! You should see the stares I get from dudes on the street and in the gym. I swear I’m watchin’ them cream in their pants. Think about fucking my body, like fucking every part of my body any time you want to this weekend…no shit…I mean it...like taking that hard cock of yours and jamming it into every flexing fucking muscle I got. Got you going, eh? As if you need any more encouragement I know you want to put that cock of yours in between my hairless cut forearm and my bicep and all its veins and have me pump and flex you into an orgasm…I’ll do that with no problem…milk you dry if you want. Talk about crushing you…you’ll grab onto my big fist with one hand and my head of hair with the other hand and just jam and pump yourself into the crotch of my arm muscles and think you’re in heaven again. You won’t believe how good it will feel to have all this hard muscle and thick veins surround and massage your hard cock. You’ll have a screamin’ orgasm that you’ll never forget. I promise. Superman keeps his promises! Same with my quads. These guys are freaks. You’ll be layin’ on top of me…trying to mould yourself into my hard muscles…I know… hold on…let me finish….and I’ll be buckin’ you up in the air so easy and then your hard cock will dive down in between my rock hard quads and I’ll just squeeze the hell out of you and you’ll cum again…fucking my thighs like there’s no tomorrow. My big horse of a cock, in the meantime, is just jammin’ your stomach and stomach fuckin’ you, too. Your hands are up on my delts and you’re rockin’ and jammin’ yourself into my big, rock hard muscles and we’re just havin’ one hell of a good time. You’ll be gettin’ one of those all sensory experiences that you never ever thought possible – all with my muscles and my body. Oh, hell yeah, I get into it. Wouldn’t be fun for me if I didn’t. And we might have to keep it down on account of your neighbors. Now, just fuckin’ imagine what it will be like when I let you fuck my thick slabs of pec meat. You’ve felt this crevice already and, hell, I’m not even pumped. When I’m pumped this crevice is real deep, tight and walled with thick fuckin’ hard muscle…just built to deep cradle a cock like yours. I can flex these massive babies big-time and give your cock the ride of its life…you jam it and my pecs will be the best man’s pussy you ever had…boulders, baby, boulders. Oh, yeah, my hairless chest will rub on your hard cock and give you some friction guaranteed to send you in ecstasy…hell…you’ll be so far gone you won’t know where you are. All this without any booze or shit drugs! Well, you said you wanted to hear muscle talk…glad I’m on track here…you’re just eatin’ this stuff up…and your hands seem to have a life of their own…and it feels damn good…damn good. You’re turnin’ into little humpin’ machine too, aren’t you? Sorta like a baby sucking on momma’s tit--works for me. But how are we gonna get this shirt off? Okay…that’s the easy way and I suggest we do it real slow for maximum effect. Here, let me put my arms up and you go down and start pulling on the bottom there and see what you see. Yeah, I know I my pits have muscles too. Just wait till you see ‘em without the shirt. I’m real proud of this V, too. It’s not easy to be a super-heavyweight and still have the right proportions – that’s what it takes to win competitions – yeah, I know you can see the V – that’s the idea – that’s why I like to wear these really tight t-shirts – especially for guys like you. Just pull up more…it’ll come…wait until you see those abs in my most muscular pose – you’ll want to fuck ‘em even harder. Hell, those are serratus muscles …they make me look like vents on a muscle car don’t they? See how the muscle grooves on each side match your finger spread…cool isn’t it? Yeah, you can’t move those either unless I let you. Now keep this damn t-shirt moving up if you want to see and feel these pec slabs and tits live. Shit man, you’re going to have get up on your knees…put a lot more muscle into getting this shirt up to get it up over these pecs. These pecs are my pride and joy. I love to see how huge, round, and hard they are…and feel them myself. Yeah, damn straight the tits face down…they should after all the work I’ve done. Oh yes…making me hard there, man…making me hard…feels good…ohhhh…yeah….you’ve found one of my buttons…remember that for later reference this weekend…I’ll be putty in your hands. You gotta pull out first…pull the shirt out…then up…don’t worry about stretching the shirt…I got a shit-load of these things…keep pulling…out …and …up…there. Stand up…otherwise you’re not going to get it over my delts and biceps …stand up…like I’m going to suck you off…yeah…pull…all the way off…hard…pull…over all this muscle….it’ll come….yeah…Jesus…shit…what a relief….I hate wearing clothes. Yeah, you can keep the shirt…I brought a few more with me. Now sit back down here and feel the power in all this muscle you’ve got to play with and worship – and we’re only getting started buddy. Yeah, glad you feel you’re lucky to have found me!

Master Men`s Bodybuilding, 40-49 years

Claude Groulx - Master Olympia 2003

Vas + Royd, Two Matured Muscled Boys Having Fun!

Royd is five foot eight. He has a high and tight haircut, brown eyes, and 255 pounds of muscle. His arms bulge, his roidgutted stomach is muscled and distended. His chest is extremely pendulous and his thumb-thick nipples stick out from his well-defined pecs. He is completely smooth. There's not a hair on him from his neck down. He shaves himself carefully every day. His cock, an eight-inch tool, is thick and uncut with a wide hole at the tip of the broad head, which accommodates the thick 000 g prince albert very well. His nuts hang low and sway as he walks. He is forty eight years old. Vas is much the same as Royd, but with a shaved bald and green fiery eyes. He has the same smooth body, the same big cock, and the same low-hanging nuts. He believes himself to be older and wiser though, after all, he's in his fifties.

Royd is mine. I keep him. Keep him well. I have been away from home though. I've been gone six weeks and I won't be back for another three. My boy is lonely, and needs attention. That's why he's asked Vas to come play with him. What neither muscle boy knows though, is that the room they are about to play in has eyes and ears--my eyes and ears. There are video cameras and microphones covering the whole room. The boys are oblivious to this. They can only think of the session they are about to undertake. They enter the room and Royd tells Vas that he needs to be punished for errors in his housekeeping and that he will submit to anything that Vas commands. Vas tells Royd to strip, and the younger muscle boy obeys, showing off his soon to be punished body. He turns around and bends over, showing off his tight little butt hole. He shows Vas how he can shove his finger into his smooth hole, working it in and out. He adds a second finger, then a third, probing and opening his tight boy butt. Vas watches, almost dispassionately. He chooses a medium-sized butt plug from a nearby shelf, lubes it, and slowly walks up behind Royd. He runs his hand over the perfect mounds of Royd's ass. With a quick movement, he shoves the butt plug into the exposed hole. Royd moans softly.

Royd asks Vas to strip and play with him. Vas strips to a jock and orders Royd to the floor. Vas tells his new playmate that he is going to punish his cock and nuts. Royd sits on the floor and waits. Vas walks around him slowly and then throws down a large silver cock ring. Boy one carefully installs the ring. Next Vas walks over to Royd with a handful of plastic rods. They range from 1/8th inch to 3/8ths inch thick and all are 10 inches long. Vas orders Royd to fuck his cock with them. Royd takes one of the 1/8th inch rods and starts to play with his cock-hole with it. After teasing his hole for a few moments with the rod he shoves it down his cock. He sits for a moment, staring at his cock. It twitches and bobs as the rod slowly oozes back out of the pouting lips. Slowly, he removes it. Next, he repeats the process with a 1/4 inch rod. The 3/8ths inch rod is next, it doesn't go in easily. His cock swells as the rod is slowly fed through the slit. After he withdraws the largest rod, Royd looks up at Vas. Vas hands him another 1/8th inch rod and commands him to slide it back in. Now, add another rod, Vas commands. Shove in more 1/8th inch rods until you can hold no more. Four rods disappear into the hot cock, then five, then six. Stand up! Vas commands. Show off you hot stuffed cock. Hold it high and show off your rods.

Royd is ordered back to the floor and is allowed to remove the rods from his hot, stiff cock. Vas now hands Royd a catheter and orders him to shove it into his cock. Down it slides, stretching the skin, opening the cock hole as the inches disappear into the swollen, red cock-head. As it penetrates, Royd's piss starts to flow and he is ordered to clamp it and inflate the bulb on the end so that it cannot escape. Royd is now ready. Vas grabs him, pulls him up standing, and leads him to the center of the room. His arms are extended over his head and stretched out wide. He is secured to rings set in the ceiling. The ropes that hold him are tied around his wrists and hold him taut. Next, Vas spreads Royd's legs wide and ties them to bolts set in the floor. Royd can't move. He is spread wide, his ass is butt-plugged and waiting, his tits are ready, and his nuts hang low between his spread thighs. Vas moves to stand in front of Royd. He grabs his own cock and shows it to Royd. He grabs one of the small plastic rods and plays with his cock hole. He teases Royd with the sight of it. Suddenly, he shoves the full length of the rod down his fat cock. He pushes it down deep until the hole closes over the end of it. Vas continues to work the rod until it's fully embedded, deep in his cock. He lets it soak in him while he reaches up and plays with Royd's tits.

Royd squirms against his bonds as Vas twists his hard little tits. Slowly, the rod sneaks out of Vas' cock and Vas removes it and pushes another, larger rod, into himself, again playing with his cock hole before pushing it down. After three rods, Vas stands in front of Royd and works a catheter into his own boy-cock. He sets it so that it too cannot sneak out. Vas now returns his attention to Royd. He walks up to Royd and grabs the big nuts. He pulls them down hard and stretches the sack. Vas puts a parachute harness on Royd's nuts and adds three pounds of weight. The weight pulls Royd's nuts down deep in the sack, and Royd jerks in his bonds. Vas now adds a wide leather ball-stretcher above the parachute harness, further stretching the already stretched out nuts. Each snap sends shivers up Royd. Royd hangs stretched and butt-plugged. A ball stretcher encases his nuts and three pounds of weight pull them down. He tosses his head, wild with the sensation, and then looks at Vas, wondering what could be next. Vas is a long way from being done. He adds a set of chained tit clamps to Royd's hairless, muscled chest. Royd breaths in sharply as the tit clamps are set on his hard, dark nipples.

Vas now walks around Royd, trailing his fingers from the chained tits to the smooth curve of the ass. He grabs the butt plug and pulls it out. He inserts his fingers, two to start. He works on Royd's hot tight butt hole for a while, then adds a third finger. Royd squirms in his bonds. The weight on his balls bounces and the chain on his tits rattles softly. Vas is now working four fingers deep into that seasoned butt hole. Driving them deep, he spreads the cheeks and stretches the hole. He pulls out his fingers and slowly shoves a dildo up Royd's waiting butt. The dildo, wide and long, disappears into Royd, slowly sinking into the hot hole. Vas works the dildo in and out with long, slow strokes. Royd gets hard again. The end of the catheter dangles lazily from the tip of his erect cock. After five minutes of dildo fucking Vas shoves a larger black plug into Royd and moves back around to the front. He hefts Royd's cock and feels the tube snaking into Royd. He drains Royd into a bucket. The piss runs out while Vas brings over a small step ladder. Vas grabs Royd's catheter, clamps it, and puts a piece of clear tubing into the end. He takes the other end and sticks it into his own catheter. He steps up the ladder and unclamps Royd's catheter. He does the same to his own and watches the piss flow from himself down into Royd. Royd's eyes open wide at the sensation. When the flow stops Vas clamps both catheters and disconnects them. Now Vas removes the weights from Royd's stretched nuts, unfastens the boy from his bonds and lays him face up on a table. Again, Royd is spread out wide. His arms are tied over his head to the table legs. His knees are bent and his ankles are tied to his thighs with ropes stretching them out wide so Vas can work on his nuts, cock, and ass easily.

The final desecration of Royd is about to begin. Vas pulls the butt plug out and shoves four fingers hard into Royd. He works them deeply with plenty of lube. His hand bangs against Royd's stretched ass skin. Slowly, Vas works his thumb into the hole. Now his hand is moving toward full penetration of Royd. The hole opens and opens. Vas increases the pressure and Royd's ass-ring spreads around the wide knuckles of the hand. Suddenly, Vas' hand pops into Royd's muscle chute. The ass twitches and clasps at Vas' embedded hand. Royd lets out a long sigh. Vas stands with a rigid cock, a tube running out of it, and his hand deep inside Royd's ass. He starts to fist Royd. His pecs and his bicep flex and bulge as he starts to punch his hand into Royd's ass. He works his hand deeper and deeper. Royd lays there, dripping sweat, his hard cock standing in the air, his tits aching from the clamps, and his stretched nuts bouncing and pounding. He groans loudly as Vas begins to twist and rotate the buried hand while continuing to work it in and out of the tight ass. Vas grabs the bound nuts with his free hand and squeezes them each time he shoves his fist deep into Royd's asshole. Vas' arm sinks in past the mid-point of his forearm and Royd's body snaps tight, straining at his bonds as he endures a spunkless come.

Royd is fisted for what seems like hours. Finally, Vas pulls his hand free. Royd's hole slowly closes around a waiting butt plug. Vas removes Royd's catheter and jerks Royd's hard as steel, purple-headed cock. Royd shoots over his head, hitting the wall. Spurt after spurt shoots from Royd. His cock won't stop contracting. As Royd lays there, spent and bound, Vas stands over him so Royd can watch his large cock. Vas removes his catheter and jerks his load onto Royd's softening cock and bound nuts. Vas lets his fire-hose stream of cum drench Royd. When Vas is done, his final act before letting Royd free is to grab Royd's large, bound up nuts and slap them and squeeze them. When he is done, Vas releases the nuts, removes the tit clamps, pulls out the butt plug, and unties his slave friend. Royd sits up, plays with his cock, plays with Vas' cock, moves down to Vas' low-hanging nuts, grabs them hard, squeezes them and says, "Now you're mine asshole!!"

one tiny poser on one BIG man

Whored Out - Part 12

I woke up with Helmut’s morning erection swelling up inside me. Sleeping with his cock inside me felt like the most natural thing in the world. He rolled on top of me and began to slowly pump his boy’s hole.

I began to squirm underneath him to change the angle and pleasure my master. The feel of his heavy PA felt great. Helmut licked and kissed my neck and shoulders until I arched my head back and kissed him on the mouth. By now he’d pulled himself up onto his arms and was doing his morning press ups in my arse.

It felt so good. I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else but at the service of this man. He started to quicken up the pace and churn my insides with his cock. He fell on top of me and held me tight around the chest and really began to fuck hard.

He rolled us over and fucked me violently from underneath, then rolled back on top of me, changing the position all the time. My own cock was straining for release. My arms were pinned to my sides by the German’s arms.

As he rolled on top of me again, Helmut reached down and grabbed my cock and began to pump. He never let up his assault on my hole. The kisses turned to nibbles heightening the sensation.

Then we both exploded. He gripped the base of my cock, hard as I spurted cum all over the place. I could feel his cock swell up and start to discharge it’s load inside me.

Again he rolled on top of me and pumped my hole until he was spent. He fell heavily on top of me and we kissed. I could feel his cock begin to slide out of my cream filled hole.

Helmut got up and licked down my back to his breakfast of man cum. The feel of his tongue on my delicate ass lips felt amazing and I let out a groan of approval.

Finally he grabbed my hand and pulled me up off the bed, kissed me and led me to the bathroom where we cleaned each other off in the shower. He could be so gentle with me, which made me want to be with him, more.

We didn’t bother dressing. When we got downstairs, the others were already there sunning themselves around the pool.

Helmut said that he and Guy had an errand to do so Hans and I were free to do what we wanted. Hans suggested going for a hike in the hills behind the house. Sounded good to me. We both put on a pair of worn cut offs, vest and walking boots and Helmut prepared a bag of stuff for us to take with us, and we left.

Just before we left, Helmut pulled me aside and gave me a small mobile phone to contact him just in case something should happen. He also said I was free to do what I wanted. He wasn’t stupid. Two horny young fuck boys could get up to anything. He finished off with a long, deep kiss which nearly knocked me off my feet, then we all went our separate ways. Todd and Steve were staying in the house.

After about an hour of serious walking it was beginning to get seriously hot. We’d both stripped off our vests and Hans was eager to take off his shorts as well.

We eventually found a stream and decided this was the place to strip off and cool down. Hans was butt naked in seconds. I caught a glimpse of his butt plug as he bent over to untie his boot laces.

The water felt great. After the initial shock of the cold water we revelled in the coolness. As we floated on our backs we began to talk about the events of the night before.

Hans had had a wild time like me. His greedy hole had been well serviced. On more than one occasion he’d had two cocks in his ass at the same time. A dreamy look came over him at the thought. He said he’d seen me being passed around. I’d loved being used as pass the parcel. That’s what I was there for.

My ass lips were still loose and tender. Hans noticed this as I lay in the shallows sunning myself. He floated up and began to gently lick my happy hole. He chewed the edges of lips. It wasn’t tightly puckered anymore.

The water and his tongue felt great. His stubble grazed the inside of my butt cheeks which were still a bit sensitive.

His fingers joined his tongue, pushing the saliva deeper. Hans really knew what to do. He just kept adding one sensation to another.

I’d done a lot of things in my 25 years, but getting fisted had never happened. I don’t know why. My ass had been totally available for anyone to have a go but it just never happened.

I realised I wanted Hans to initiate me. I’d seen how expertly he’d gotten fisted and had fisted other guys. Now I wanted him to open me up.

He realised this. He got up, went to the rucksack Helmut had prepared and pulled out a tub of Crisco and a bottle of J lube.

I couldn’t believe it. Helmut had read my mind and knew this would happen. I now wanted to learn more so I could show my master what an obedient fuck boy I was.

Hans sauntered back with a big grin on his face. He had been in on this from the beginning. He told me that my master in Paris had initiated him in the same way. Helmut’s hands were far too big for a first fisting. It was history repeating itself.

He chucked me a bottle of poppers and told me to get into the position I felt most comfortable in. That was on my front. My rear end propped up on my knees waving my ass in the air.

As Hans began to lube my hole I took a deep snort of poppers. The lube enabled him to reach deeper into my hole. He slid both sets of fingers in and out, relaxing me further. I was SO ready for this.

Hans’ probing became deeper until it was just one hand entering my hole. His other hand spread the Crisco over my back and ass cheeks, basting me in the Californian sun.

Slowly his fist pushed in. My ass hadn’t had the chance to close up properly after last night and my morning fuck, so was receptive to this new, very welcome invader.

Finally after a flash of pain, Hans’ fist reached home. He poured J lube into my hole. The coldness joined the amazing sensation in my ass.

He began to feel around. My cock was leaking gallons of pre-cum. I began to moan. His other hands caressed my cock and balls, covering then in lube.

I felt totally at home. Gently Hans began to push in and out but didn’t pull his fist out totally. He told me was going to withdraw his fist and to be prepared for some discomfort.

The only sensation my hole had, was of emptiness. I wanted his fist back inside me.

He filled my hole with lube and plunged back in. Any pain there was only heightened the amazing feeling in my butt.

Hans pushed in and twisted his fist out again. I took a hit of poppers and pushed my ass up to meet the next entry. His finger opened up once inside me, stimulating the millions of nerve endings.

I began to pant and shout for more and Hans was only too willing to give it to me.

I wanted to fist Hans at the same time. He didn’t need any prompting. He gently pulled out of me. Stood up and pushed his butt plug out, which fell with a splash into the water.

We moved up onto dry land. Hans lay down on his back and I got on all fours, over him.

I swallowed his cock and began to finger his floppy cunt. I reached for the lube as he lifted his legs into the air allowing me easier access.

His fist re-entered my hole as I entered him. His greedy hole sucked up my fist and forearm. My ass welcomed its new found playmate.

Hans forgot himself in his ecstasy and worked my hole more vigorously. I punched into him. He screamed abuse at me to punch harder. I willingly obliged.

My cock was enveloped in his mouth and he sucked and chewed for dear life. The pushing in my ass sent his cock deeper down my throat.

I sat up and pushed down on Hans’ fist. He was inching slowly deeper. He swung his legs up in the air and I caught him round the waist. He was now resting on his shoulders with his fist in my hole and his hole in my face.

I plunged back into his ass. In this position I could get deeper. I could feel my fist being dragged inside him. All the time he screamed for more.

He then told me he needed both my fists. I lowered him down as he pulled out of me. I felt empty again. Hans reached into the rucksack again and pulled out a large rubber butt pull which he lubed up and pushed into my hole. Would wonders never cease ?

He bent over and offered up his cunt. I re-lubed and pushed both fists into his hole. I made my hands into one fist inside him and began to really fuck him.

He was taking both my arms almost up to the elbow and was yelling for more. The feel of the butt plug inside me and the tightness around my arms was fantastic. Hans worked his cock as he danced on my fists and arms. His head swung from side to side as he pleaded for more.

Finally his ass tightened as he began to shoot wad after wad of cum. I pushed as far as I could inside him as he writhed about in front of me.

I slowly withdrew from inside him. His legs were shaking in the aftermath of his explosion.

He lay down on his back and I sat on top of him. I massaged the lube over his sweat drenched torso and head. He stuck is tongue out to feed on the funk.

His fingers began to slide in around the base of the butt plug inside me. I pushed it slowly out and he immediately replaced it with his fist.

I bent forward to kiss him, tasting the contents of his hole which was all over him.

He pushed up into me as his other hand jerked on my cock. I was in piggy heaven. Why hadn’t I done this before ?

I sat back onto his fist and tried to take it deeper. Hans pulled on my tits as I worked the skin off my cock.

I was about ready to blow. His fist was rotating inside me pushing over the edge.

I exploded all over the German boy. His mouth was ready to catch my cum as the fist inside me pushed me forward. I braced myself with one arm and the cum continued to shoot out.

I eventually calmed down and fell on top of Hans. His fist popped out of my hole and spread the contents of my ass over my body.

We pulled each other close and kissed, long and deep. His fingers tickled my now hyper sensitive ass lips. I convulsed in pleasure, never breaking contact with is mouth.

Eventually we got up and Hans lead me by the hand into the water. I thanked him for what he’d done and he told me that he was proud that it had been him to give me my first fist.

We slowly cleaned up and Hans fished around for his butt plug. Within seconds it was back where it belonged. I huge contented grin spread across his face as it nestled home.

My hole felt very empty, too. I don’t think I could have managed my own big plug, but I rummaged in the bag and pulled out a string of four large anal balls. Now this I could handle and loved the feeling of them as I walked along.

Eventually we started for home.

When we got back Helmut and Guy were back and sitting naked watching something on the TV with Todd and Steve.

I could hear some familiar sounds. When I looked at the screen, I could see Hans and me fisting by the water.

The four big guys laughed at the look on our faces. I had been set up. Todd and Steve had followed us and filmed the whole thing.

Helmut said he wanted to record the special moment when I had my first fist inside me.

The big German grabbed me and pulled me on top of him, enveloping me in his huge arms and kissing me long and slow. Hans was getting the same treatment from his master too.

The rest of the evening, the six of us played around at home. My new skills were eagerly put to the test, but that’s another story . . .



Today was going to be a busy day. The slave boys were due back and Helmut had ordered Hans and I to tidy up before they got back.

The two of us worked really hard. We were forbidden to wear any clothes. As were worked, we were constantly surprised. As I was bending over to vacuum under the bed, Guy came up behind me and stuck his cock in my hole. I straighten up as he held me round the waist and we kissed passionately, he deposited a load in my ass. When I’d licked him clean, he left so I could carry on with my work.

Hans wasn’t left alone either. Steve and Todd were trying to see how many dildoes they could push up his arse. Typically, Hans was very capable of meeting their challenge. One of the toys looked like a fucking tree stump. With a bit of effort his hole swallowed most of it up.

Steve and Todd were like a couple of kids. They finally just pulled out the toy and fucked the shit out of him. Once they’d finished, Hans just got on with scrubbing the shower room.

Finally we finished and went to lay around the pool with others. We both joined our masters. I couldn’t help but sit down on Helmut’s fat piece of meat, which beckoned me over as soon as he saw me.

It was a perfect fit. I worked my ass up down like the perfect little fuck whore I am. The big man’s hands grasped my ass cheeks as his fat thumbs pushed into my hole along with his veined cock.

The other guys were encouraging me by shouting out piggy suggestions. Steve got up and stood in front of me and I leant forward and began to chew on his fat protruding tits. He began to work his cock and pushed my mouth down on it while he tugged and twisted the red nubs on his chest.

Suddenly he bent down and kissed me while grabbing hold of my ankles and raising my legs in the air. Helmut lowered me back onto his chest and began to play with my nipples. I knew what was coming next.

Steve’s pierced cock began to pushed at my already full ass ring. With a little insistence and the sting of my tits being pinched and twisted, he pushed his way in.

I’d been double fucked many times before but had been fucked stupid beforehand and was usually off my face on some drug or other.

This time I really felt the full experience. My ass had had some serious workouts over the last few days so was loose enough for this next piggy challenge.

All the time Helmut was whispering in my ear that I was his special fuck boy and this is what he wanted and that he became prouder of me as I met each new test, head on.

Todd couldn’t hold back and came and sat on my face. He had a fresh load in his hole which I felched out. Helmut sucked on the boy’s cock, making him grind his ass further onto my face.

Steve began to pick up the rhythm in my ass. I’m told the sensation of two hard dicks in a hole, rubbing together, is unbelievable, for the fucker. Sure felt amazing for me !

Helmut began to join his buddy. I could hear the squelching coming from my ass as Guy’s load was swirled around in my hole.

Todd suddenly exploded in Helmut’s mouth. I craned my neck so that I could eat some of his cum. It spilled onto my face in forced me to close my eyes. Todd obligingly licked it off and fed me the load.

Now Steve was really hammering my ass and Helmut started to match him, stroke for stroke. I was like a rag doll in the middle. My tits were being pulled off my chest as my arms flailed in the air.

The men finally reached the point of no return and exploded in my guts. Steve fell on top of me as his hips rutted like a raging beast. I pulled him up so I could kiss him. So that I had something to brace myself against.

My master was emptying his seed from below. The two massive cocks slid around in their own deposits, lubing and seeding my innards.

Finally they stopped but they didn’t pull out. I could feel wet tongues around my hole. Guy, Hans and Todd were like fuck bitches on heat, waiting to lap up the sloppy seconds. They knew something I didn’t.

I could feel one of the two men inside me begin to piss. Then I realised they both were. My ass began to overflow and the three little piggies were ready to drink it all up.

Steve, Helmut and I joined together at both ends. Our tongues licked and kissed at each others eager mouths.

The piss enema finally stopped. Steve began to slowly withdraw his cock, only to have it greedily eaten up by Todd’s waiting mouth. This allowed the other two pigs to get in closer to my hole.
The feel of tongues, beard and stubble was too much. My cock let rip and I came in bucket loads. Helmut laughed and pulled me closer. Hans was up, quick as a flash to suck out my every last drop.

I was finally allowed to sit up and pull myself off Helmut’s semi-hard cock. I staggered a little as I regained my balance but got my mouth round my masters cock before anyone else did.

Cum and piss were dripping down the insides of my legs. Sweat was pouring off me. Helmut pulled himself up, picked me up and threw me into the pool. He dived in after me. Swam through my legs and pulled me into his arms.

The others joined us. We were a crew of pigs. I loved being with these guys and was open (pardon the pun again) for anything they could throw at me. Oink !


Finally the black fuck boys came home. A large black limousine with darkened windows pulled up and the boys got out.

They were all naked and looked tired. Their cocks were leaking pre-cum like you wouldn’t believe. As I was to find out later, they had been used continuously for three days but not allowed to come.

We all went outside to greet them. They seemed relieved to be back home. When they saw Helmut their faces lit up with pleasure. He lead his boys into his study, his arms around the shoulders of Tom and Jack.

The rest of us got their small bags from the boot of the limo and the car sped off. We didn’t even see who was driving it.

After about a half hour, Helmut came out to the pool and called Hans and me over to him. He explained that the last few days had been tough on the boys and that they had received hard treatment at the hands of the Arab prince and his entourage. The boys were OK, but he wanted us to look after them and tend to their every wish, ache or pain. We were to serve the boys for the next 24 hours and he would be up to check how things were going from time to time.

Hans and I marched up to the room reserved for all us fuck boys, with big grins on our faces. We loved our fuck buddies and were only too happy to attend to their every desire.

When we entered the room, most of the boys had just got out of the shower and were drying themselves off. Christian was still douching out his hole so Hans went in to help him.

Jack and Frank were lying on the big leather bed and they told me to get some massage oil and come and give them a rub down.

Jack rolled over onto his front and I sat astride him, using his firm buttocks as a saddle. I immediately began to get hard and dribble pre-cum onto the small of his back.

I poured some oil onto his back and began to work the muscles in his massive shoulders. Frank was laying on his back beside us playing with is dick. He reached up and pulled on of my nipple rings which made my cock jump with excitement.

As I moved down Jack’s back, I had to move backwards off his buttocks so my cock was now resting in the cleft of his arse. He noticed, flexed his two solid domes allowing my cock to rest against his hole and then tightened his grip on my cock again.

Boy, these guys were experts. As I moved my hands up and down his lower back my cock was rubbing up against his fuck hole. With a small movement upwards at the right moment, Jack’s ass swallowed my cock.

My hands slid up along is back and around his shoulders so that I was lying on top of him. I began to pump in and out of him. His hole felt great, squeezing my cock, sucking it down to the hilt.

I felt a pair of hands rubbing oil on my back and a cock poking at the entrance of my boy hole. Frank glided in, his P.A. resting against my prostate which sent electrical waves through my body.

The tempo began to pick up. Frank’s hands were everywhere, kneading, pushing, tweaking, exploring.

Jack began to dictate the rhythm. This huge black stallion could dictate, even from his position. He started to buck his arse, bouncing Frank and I on top of him.

Frank’s cock expanded, filling my tight hole. He pulled right out and then plunged back in. I was just a fuck toy to them. Just a cock and two holes.

Frank really picked up the pace. He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me up, arching my back. I had to brace myself on Jack.

Frank pulled me so far back I came out of Jack and ended up on top of Frank, his cock never leaving my hole.

Jack quickly turned round shoved his cock into Frank’s exposed hole. This drove Frank crazy. He began to chew on the back of my neck and hammer my arse from below like a pneumatic drill. Jack was doing the same to Frank.

Then Frank exploded. My guts filled with three days worth of pent up sexual frustration. He pumped and pumped for ages, sucking and kissing my necking instead of chewing.

Jack was next. He had both of Frank’s legs held up in one hand and rode him like a cowboy. In his orgasm, he pulled out and bucket loads of spunk sprayed all over us. His balls pumped for ages and Jack had no control. He shuddered in his orgasm, his head thrown back, moaning.

Hans was having just as good a time as me. He’d replaced the douche nozzle Christian had been using for his mouth and sucked out the contents of his arse.

This had driven the other boys wild. They picked Hans up and each proceeded to rape his hole. At one point he was pressed between Christian and Tom, his legs up in the air and two dicks in his fuck hole. Sam was on the floor lapping at the invaded hole. Hans was loving every minute of it.

As I watched the guys, Jack came up behind me and began to fuck me again. I held onto the door frame of the shower room and melted on the arse stabber filling me up. Sam came over and joined us. He pushed me down onto his cock and I gobbled it up like there was no tomorrow.

Hans had been lowered to the floor. He only had one cock in his hole now, but his cock was buried in Tom’s hole. Frank had his cock in Tom’s mouth.

Jack came again, filling my arse but just kept on fucking me. He wouldn’t be satisfied until his balls were empty.

As a fuck boy you have to be insatiable. You want and need sex 24/7. Your hole is always clean, greased and ready. You can never jerk off unless told to, but you can shove toys in your ass as much as you like ! My ass and I knew for definite Han’s hole always needed something in into.

The worst torture had been what my fuck mates had been through. To be used over and over again but not allowed to come. Now they had to get rid of their frustration and Helmut had provided Hans and me to help.

We spent hours fucking and sucking that day. The boys needed to be fisted as well. At one point I had my fists in two holes and my cock in another and Hans’ fist in my hole. I felt like I was driving a Roman chariot.

The boys were surprised by my new ff skills and all wanted a go at my ass. Hans was always ready to oblige.

During the orgy, Christian had his cock in Han’s hole and I was able to reach up and slip my hand in alongside the cock and jerk it off. The wider his cunt is stretched the wilder Hans gets !

That night the boys were finally spent, Hans and me too. It felt good to really get to play with these boys. It brought us closer together. We all slept together in one heaving mass. Most of the asses were filled with a cock at some time of another. As I was in the middle, mine was always occupied !


I could feel Hans walking next to me. He reached out and gripped my hand for reassurance and then let it go.

Hands were all over me as I followed my master. I could hear him greeting friends and introducing me. Various men prodded and fondled me like the piece of meat I was. Some made arrangements for my use later on. Business had started already.

It was hot under the rubber mask and Helmut noticed the stream of sweat running down my body. He pulled the hood off and tucked it in his belt for later.

Once my eyes had adjusted to the light I couldn’t believe my eyes. The auction from a few days ago had produced some fine specimens of manhood but tonight things were even better.

Some guys I recognised. Cole the huge black bodybuilder with the Maori tattoos came up and greeted the four of us. He was naked except for metal bands on his powerful upper arms, cock ring, heavy ball weight and thick PA, plus boots of course.

I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock. As he hugged and kissed me, he slipped his fingers into my hole and promised a good fucking later on.

My cock was drooling pre-cum. My legs were glistening with it along with the sweat.

Helmut lead me round to show off the goods. I loved being groped and fingered. I got my confidence knowing that I was now Helmut’s property for life. What more could a fuck boy want ?

I saw Hans in his rubber hood, bent over with Guy holding his ass cheeks apart as his hole was inspected. Guy had to stop one man from going too far before paying the price. Hans was loving it. He was holding Guy round the leg to steady himself with his fingers brushing his master’s hole. Boy, did that make Guy grin !

We drank a few beers and I began to buzz as the pill took hold. All my senses were heightened. My cock and ass pulsed as all I could think of was getting fucked and fisted.

The fuck rooms were large glass boxes with walls on three sides. There was a large rubber mattress that covered the floor area and six or seven glory holes were drilled into the walls. With the lighting concentrated inside the box the outside looked totally black.

Some rooms had slings, one had a fuck bench (my favourite !), one had a rim seat and the last a bath tub. You could ask for any accessories you needed.

Outside each room was a stool for the pimp. Helmut took his place, pulled me to him, took off the collar and kissed my hard. I couldn’t wait to get to work.

I climbed into the room and lay back on the cold rubber displaying my boy hole ready to attract business. A fat cock was poked through one of the holes and my master ordered me to service any that were offered.

I scooted across and took the cock in my mouth. I sucked down all of it feeling the head rubbing the back of my throat. After Helmut this was a piece of piss.

Another cock appeared along side it so I hopped between the two, jerking one while I ate the other.

After a few minutes I realised all the holes were offering me cock so I madly went from one to the other making sure that I did a good job.

Then my first customer arrived. It was Cole and his cock was running with pre-cum. He stood in the middle of the room and I focused all my attention on this sex god.

My throat was well and truly open now. He held the sides of my head and slowly pumped my throat getting a different angle on each thrust. My hands played with the insides of his legs, running up to his fat balls. I wrapped my fist around them and began to pull. Cole’s cock began to pick up speed and he started to moan. My other hand played with his butt hole, sucking in my fingers.

Suddenly he stopped, picked me up, impaled my ass on one of the bigger cocks sticking through a hole and returned my mouth to his cock. The violence of his throat fucking helped the fucking I was getting from behind.

Cole then turned round and offered his hole for my tongue. His butt danced up and down as I licked for all I was worth. I pulled his cock and balls back between his legs so that I had something to hold onto. He was going mad with excitement.

There was a roar from the other side of the wall and I could feel the warm sensation of my hole getting filled.

Cole stood up and turned me round. I knew what was coming and had wanted it since I’d first seen him that evening.

He lined himself up and pushed into me in one go. I was in heaven. I went mad, pushing wriggling on the end of his cock. With his two powerful hands holding my hips, Cole began the onslaught.

He started fast, pumping in and out like a machine. He clasped me in his arms and lifted me off the ground, never missing a beat.

He staggered backwards and impaled himself on a cock sticking through a hole. This drove him more wild. He squirmed and writhed fucking me while getting fucked.

Next we fell to the floor, his cock never leaving my hole. This wall of black muscle spearing me from above. I offered my butt up like a good boy, but on the downward plunge I was squashed flat on the mattress.

Cole started to lick my neck and the back of my head. I twisted round and locked my mouth on his.

Again he changed positions. He pulled me up into a doggy position, pushed my mouth on a cock and rode my ass like a rodeo cowboy.

He joined me in sucking the cock which exploded into our mouths. Cole looked round, picked me up again and backed his muscular arse onto another cock.

The man couldn’t get enough. I thought he was only a top but to see a big he-man offer his hole up is a huge turn on for me.

Across the room I saw Helmut standing at the opening with his huge pieced cock sticking out. Cole saw this too. Extracted himself from the cock he was on and backed on to Helmut.

Cole had met his match. As my master pounded him, he crumpled onto his knees on top of me moaning like a bitch.

I could feel Helmut’s powerful thrusts coming through Cole’s cock. Cole then quickened the speed, straightened up and unloaded into my boy cunt. Helmut was pulling his tits hard, making the huge black stud yell and swear in his orgasm.

Helmut pulled out without coming. Cole fell flat on top of me and our mouths locked as his body calmed down.

Finally he picked himself up, licked down my back and fed on the creamy man load leaking from my hole. When he’d finished we kissed and he said he’d catch me later.

As he left he turned and caught my eye which he held as he walked away. I had no time to think, I had work to do.

Two beefy skinheads entered the room. Both had shaved heads, tattooed arms, pierced tits and PA’s. One grabbed me by the leg and dragged me to the centre of the room. . . .


These guys knew what they wanted. One sat on my face and held my legs in the air as the other assaulted my asshole. The feel of a long thick pierced cock stabbing at my prostate drove me wild as I chewed and licked the skinhead man hole in front of me.

I could hear them kissing and then began to pull on my tits. I reached up and felt around for a pair of tits to pull. The lucky recipient was the guy fucking me. This made him fuck longer and deeper.

The skin who I’d been rimming got up and started doing press ups with his cock going in and out of my throat. I reached up between his legs and fingering his wet hole.

The fucking stopped and my jock was pulled off and a warm mouth encircled my cock which was wet from all the pre-cum. Fingers started to tease my ass lips making me wave my legs in the air so as to give better access.

The guy who’d been fucking me then got up and sat down on my cock. The warm sloppy moistness of his hole swallowed up my cock easily. The second skin stopped pumping my throat and moved round so his cock was at the entrance of my hole. He lunged in with no problem stirring up the cum loads which were in there.

I pulled the tits of the guy riding my cock drawing him down so that I could kiss him. He moaned as our mouths locked while fucking himself on my cock.

Then I felt my ass empty and the pressure of a second cock along side mine. The skin’s eyes I was fucking nearly popped out of his head. His mate’s cock just ploughed right in.

The tempo picked up. My tits were being savagely pulled and twisted as the skin’s fuck shute was being torn apart.

The skin behind grabbed his mate round the chest and pulled him back on top of him. I followed them and was now on top pumping the skin cunt like a pro.

I took my cock out of the skin’s arse and stuck it in the other hole. He pumped his mate like a horny dog, slapping and pinching his mate all the time.

After a while my ass was beginning to feel empty and this is not good. I pulled out, turned round and squatted down onto vacant cock.

I bounced around, working my hole. Two hands gripped my hips to focus the fucking from beneath.

I bent over and reached between my legs and pushed my fist into the skin lying on the bottom’s hole. It slipped in a treat.

I looked up and saw hundreds of men’s faces pressed up against the glass, watching the show. Dripping cocks were sticking through the glory holes waiting to be serviced. Some of the spectators were getting fucked from behind. The sound of moaning and the tapping of piercings and metal against the glass surrounded us.

The skins began to pant and moan loudly. We disentangled ourselves from the knot we’d made, stood up and both backed onto adjoining cocks pushed through the wall.

I backed onto one of their cocks, bounced around for a while and moved to the other.

I spotted a huge cock filling one of the glory holes on the other side of the room. It was bigger than anything I’d ever seen, even bigger than my master’s. The skins had seen it too and we were across the room in seconds.

All three of us were on our knees worshipping this monster. I got the huge head first which filled my whole mouth not leaving much room for my expert tongue to move around. The other two were making sure no part of it was left unlicked.

I could see a huge set of rock hard abs through the glass. The man was a giant. He was also wearing a leather mask with his eyes covered and by the throbbing of his dick, was getting a hammering from behind.

Next, one of the skins got up and backed onto the thick slab of man meat. By the wincing on his face, it was a tight fit and hurt but no greedy piggy is going to give up this kind of challenge.

Me and the other skin sucked his mate’s cock while reaching back and playing with each other’s holes.

The skin getting fucked couldn’t take it for long so he changed places with his mate. I’d just fisted this guy so the entry was a little easier but it still hurt a little.

As I sucked his cock, his mate fucked my hole. He couldn’t hold back for long and poured buckets of cum into me. He was quivering and shaking as he unloaded shot after shot of the white nectar.
His mate began to cum in my mouth. Most of it went down my well trained throat but my mouth soon overflowed, covering my body in the cream I love.

The skin slid off the mammoth cock, a viscose line of cum and lube connected cock to ass hole.

The skins ordered me onto the cock. This is just what I wanted. I took one deep breath and as I slid down the shaft I slowly breathed out.

It didn’t hurt a bit but I felt stretched to the limit. It felt like an iron girder. At least with fisting the hand and wrist are jointed so can adapt to your innards. This just pushed its way in like a run away juggernaut.

There was shaking and trembling from the other side of the wall. I started to do what I do best, I worked the cock with my hole. The squelched and farting from the cum in my ass added to the piggy experience.

Suddenly the cock was pulled from my ass. I looked round and the giant wasn’t there. The two skins were as surprised as I was until the man appeared at the entrance to my room.

He was an enormous hairy giant. The skins ordered me over to him. They guided my ass back onto his cock and one stuck his rejuvenated cock in my mouth.

The big man braced himself on my hips, put one booted foot up on the bed and really started to work my hole.

A bottle of poppers was pressed to my nose. After a huge snort my ass took over and violently pushed back to meet the big man’s assault.

At one point I dropped my head and looked back between my legs and saw two leather guys with all four fists planted up inside of my fucker.

I didn’t think I was going to be able to take much more of this. My ass was getting sore but I just had to bite the bullet and do my job.

My fucker then began to physically pull me backwards and forwards on his cock like a fist jerking off. He brought his other foot up onto the bed resting back onto the fists in his hole and rode me doggy style.

My ass lips were stretched to the limit but my hole was as happy as hell. The skins rubbed my back and kneaded my butt cheeks, holding them apart. I devoured any cock that waved in front of me or groped for sloppy holes to finger.

With a lion’s roar the giant began to head for the finish. The speed and intensity picked up 10 fold and I was getting my brained banged out.

When the eruption came, it was colossal. With each inward thrust a power jet of cum unloaded into me. This seemed to go on for ages. On and on as my ass began to over flow. The skins were down there licking up the excess.

After what seemed like a good fifteen minutes the invasion calmed down. I was pulled back up onto my knees, a big stubbly pair of lips met mine. They were so gentle. All the time he whispered “thank you, thank you”. It was all my pleasure. I would mark this up as a ride of a life time.

I had to pull myself off his slab of meat which was still hard. I quickly spun round and licked off the funky coating. The taste of my own hole mixed with the sweat, cum and pre-cum of this man was delicious.

Of course the two skins were chowing down on my upturned sloppy hole.

Then the cock was pulled from my mouth and the giant was lead away.

I kissed the skins and they told Helmut how that was money well and truly spent.

Helmut pulled me to him and whispered how proud he was of me. The giant was from Russia and a slave. He was owned by the head of the Russian mafia in the US and rarely got to fuck a hole because guys were too scared of being ripped apart or too greedy and not able to cope with the size once inside them.

His master had paid a king’s ransom for my services. In comparison to the other boys on offer tonight, I had earnt the most in two sessions.

Master was very proud.

Helmut told me that I should take a break. I’d been at it a couple of hours and my hole needed a rest. I wanted to get back in there because I hadn’t come, but master knows best.

He turned off the spotlight to my room and lead me through the throng of men, to the bar.

All the time, Helmut’s hands were kneading and massaging my muscles, even probing for the sweet cream leaking from my ass.

Cole was at the bar. A slave was down on the ground eating his hole as the stud just ignored him.

Cole had watched my performance and was brimming with praise. I could see a large flat screen above the bar showing me getting impaled. What a turn on. Everyone had been able to see me. Helmut smiled at my happy face, pleased to see I was enjoying myself.

Two big men dressed only in leather chaps and boots came up to us. They had thick eastern European accents. Just standing behind them was the man-mountain, passive and standing to attention, a chain round his neck the other end held by one of his masters.

Helmut introduced me. They were called Yuri and Slava. Both turned to me and smiled and praised me on my performance. They could use a boy like me on a permanent basis but knew that I wasn’t for sale (except for this evening that is).

Cole couldn’t take his eyes off of the mute Russian slave. Yuri noticed and smiled. For the right price Cole could have him.

The black man inspected the slave who was a good six inches taller than him. They looked impressive together the shaved coffee coloured smoothness of the black adonis against the furry wall of muscle of the Russian.

Yuri and Cole went off to strike a bargain leaving the slave standing next to me. I reached up and brushed his erect nipple sticking out of the carpet of fur. His arms hung passively by his sides but his breathing got deeper.

I returned my attention to my master who was deep in conversation with Slava. They were speaking in Russian. Helmut pulled me close to him and wrapped a possessive arm round me to show just who I belonged to.


Men kept coming up and congratulating me on my performance. Helmut beamed with pride his fingers playing with my sensitive hole all the time.

He asked me if I was ready to start again and did I want to use the fuck bench? My face lit up at the thought, so that’s where we headed.

As we wandered through the maze of rooms, boys were in various positions servicing their johns.

One boy was in one room the size of a toilet cubicle. There was no bed but a drain hole in the floor. There were glory holes all around and the boy was backed up onto a fist while sucking a fat cock. His hands were reaching out and jerking off cocks. If another fist was offered his arse would quickly swallow it up.

Men were pissing all over him as he swapped fist for cock in his hole. He drank down as much piss and come as he could.

Helmut said that this was the cheapest whore in the room and had to work continuously to make his money. Luckily he was insatiable. His master was sometimes stuck as to how to satisfy his boy and whoring him out was beneficial for both of them.

In another room I spotted Hans still masked, working two fists into his hole while gobbling down a cock. Guy smiled when he saw us. Hans was making a fortune and wouldn’t stop for a break. Greedy little piggy.

The room with the fuck bench was free. I hopped up onto it and Helmut strapped me down. My cock was hard and resting against the end of the bench. My well used hole pulsed in and out in anticipation of my next client.

I heard the sound of heavy boots and a young stud lined his cock at my hole and dived in. He really knew how to ride a hole, varying the speed and angle all the time. He massaged the globes of my arse and as he pulled my ass cheeks apart his thumbs slipped in alongside his cock.

It wasn’t long before he came. He pulled out and offered me his cock to suck clean. I watched him leave and saw a master place a collar round his neck. Before being lead away the guy turned and winked at me. I had obviously been a treat for good service.

The next couple of hours was a blur. I serviced so many cocks I lost count. My cock was straining for release. My balls ached to be emptied.

Helmut finally entered the room and undid my restraints. He massaged my body while I was still lying on the bench. He couldn’t resist sticking his cock in me. After all the cocks I’d taken that night including the Russian slave’s, Helmut’s was still the one that really excited me. There was just an indescribable connection between us.

My master didn’t come in me though. He helped me up and led me out of the room and we seemed to be heading for somewhere in particular.

I spotted a large crowd and as we approached the men parted allowing us to get to the front. Hands were all over me as I walked through. I loved the attention. Fists slipped quickly into my hole and out again only to be replaced a few steps on.

The focus of all the attention became apparent. Cole had both of his muscular arms up the Russian slave’s arse. The slave had his head on the rubber mattress while his ass was propped up on powerful legs. He was licking the cum, piss and sweat that saturated the bed, his ass just seemed to swallow more and more of the black man’s arms.

For a man his size, Cole’s arms presented no problem. Cole meanwhile had the look of a man possessed. The concentration on his face was amazing. His fat cock bulged from his cockring, the veins throbbing with blood, the PA bobbing up and down.

One of Master’s friends whispered in his ear and told him that Cole had bought the slave for and undisclosed sum, but it hadn’t come cheap.

Helmut led me up onto the bed. There was a round of applause. Master got down behind Cole and plunged his cock into the man. The stud took it all. His muscular ass arched back to get every inch. I got down and started sucking Cole’s cock.

He shouted for me to give him my arse and suck the slave’s cock. I got on my back, put my legs in the air and latched onto the enormous cock waving above me. Lube and cum dripped from the slave’s hole onto my chest.

Cole pushed forward and buried himself in my hole. I reached above me and pulled the Russian bear’s tits as hard as I could.

Cole was like a man with only one focus, the bear in front of him. He suddenly pulled out his fists and stood up leaving my hole empty. He commanded the giant to roll over and to everyone’s astonishment he sat on the monster cock.

The size was no problem for such a big man. Helmut lifted up the slave’s legs and buried his cock deep inside.

Cole ordered me to sit on his cock. He gripped me around the chest and held on as our two asses were assaulted. Helmut had slipped his fist in alongside his cock. The Russian’s head was rolling from side to side moaning.

Then Helmut pushed Cole forward and off the cock. My cock was swallowed up by the slave and the black stud ploughed me deeper.

Helmut surprised everyone when he sat on the monumental dick. He slammed up and down reaching down and yanking hard on the slaves giant balls.

I lost sense of time for the second time that evening. Helmut got off the cock and pulled Cole back down onto it. Helmut filled my waiting hole with his cock. The slave initiated something for the first time and began to push his gigantic hand into my master’s hole.

This sent an electric current through all of us. The roar from the crowd was like thunder. Helmut pushed every last inch of his cock into me as his hole filled with Slavic fist.

Cole was the first to blow his load followed by the giant. Helmut followed and my balls couldn’t hold back any longer as I emptied all my pent frustration all over the Russian.

We all fell on top of the Russian and gradually came down from our incredible orgasm.

Sounds of applause could be heard. We finally extricated ourselves from each other and kissed. Cole reached up and pulled off the slaves leather mask and threw it to one side. The slave was ruggedly handsome with strong Slavic features and cold blue eyes that twinkled when he smiled down at the three of us. He was now Cole’s and life would be very different for him now.

We headed back to the bar. I was desperate for a drink by now. As we stood at the bar Helmut started to piss and cover the three of us. This started me off followed by the others, each of us washing off the gunk clinging to our bodies. The hot piss felt good. Faceless slaves were down on the floor licking up the excess, nothing was wasted.

Cole formally introduced his new slave as Sergei. We welcomed and congratulated him and he thanked us in his broken English. Helmut spoke to him in Russian and the big man pulled the German into a real bear hug.

Later Helmut told me that the man was pleased to leave the service of the two Russians. He’d been kept virtually like an animal rather than a slave. He didn’t even have any clothes. His papers and passport would be sent to Cole when the money had been paid. He was pleased to have made such good friends.

Cole was brimming with pride. He and Sergei would be coming back with us in the Hummer. Wait until the my black slave boy buddies met him!

There was then an announcement. A man covered in spunk stood naked on a small platform and called for attention. This was the organiser of the evening. He told the waiting crowd that an unbelievable amount of money had been made and that Sergei and I had tied joint first as the best earning whores that evening.

We were pushed forward and climbed up onto the platform. Cheers and yelps surrounded us. Cole and Helmut beamed up at us. I caught sight of Hans and Guy who were shouting the loudest.

The rest of the evening was a free for all. I just jumped off the podium into the sea of men and gave myself up for their pleasure. Helmut was ever watchful safe in the knowledge that I was his. Cole was a little more possessive. Lots of men wanted to see if they could take Sergei’s massive cock. Cole began to pick and chose. Not many could manage, only Hans (of course) truly succeeded and Cole offered his slave to him, willingly.

Finally Helmut pulled himself from the orgy and reasserted his authority. One feel of his hand on me and I knew it was him. I was covered in bodily fluids and my ass leaked rivers of cum and piss. I needed a shower.

Helmut led me to a scaffolding structure with a gangway above full of men waiting to piss on someone. Helmut joined them as I began to take a hot piss shower, washing my skin free of funky man juice. Hans came and joined me. He stuck his cock in my hole and douched out the cum with his piss. I, of course, returned the service.

Fuck ! I felt good. I looked up and saw Helmut smiling down at me. He joined me and directed Hans, Guy, Cole and Sergei out to the Hummer where Steve was waiting with the door open. We couldn’t help but notice that Steve’s tits and cock were red raw and there was a shiny stream of cum dribbling down the inside of his legs. He couldn’t resist the temptation and had pigged out as usual. Todd would be annoyed with him that he hadn’t been allowed to come along.

Luckily the Hummer was big because Sergei took up a lot of space, not that any of us minded being pressed up to him. He sat on the floor between Cole’s parted legs along with Hans and me.

As usual Helmut pulled me up onto his lap and anchored me onto his cock. It was where it was meant to be. He didn’t fuck me, that would come later, he just owned it and this was all I wanted.

His large hands massaged my ripped abs and pulled on my tits. We kissed for most of the journey home. The others just dozed while idly playing with tits and cocks.

The future looked good especially for Sergei. Hans already knew what life was like living with a master who adored him. I was beginning to learn too. To be owned by such a man was a dream come true. The adventures to come were infinite but that’s another story . . . .

The fuck boys were there to welcome us when we got home. When they saw Sergei they couldn’t believe their eyes. The man was like a mountain and all of us had dirty ideas about what we wanted to do to him.

Cole greeted the boys and introduced his new fuck slave. Helmut told them to take Sergei, Hans and me, and get us cleaned up, while the masters retired to Helmut’s den.

The boys started by feltching the skunk out of our holes. Tom and Sam had got to Sergei’s hole first and lapped up the river of cum, piss, lube and ass juice while the big man moaned in pleasure.

Jack, Frank and Christian were only too happy to deal with Hans and I. After a tongue bath, we were douched out and showered. Sergei needed three douche nozzles up his butt because just one wasn’t big enough.

We dried off and had oil rubbed into our bodies. Hans and I joined the fuck boys to oil up the Russian. He loved the attention and began to leak pre-cum again.

We eventually joined the masters downstairs. Steve was sitting on Todd’s face. He’d whined about not being taken along and this was the only way to shut him up.

We each joined our respective masters. Sergei sank between Cole’s outstretched legs and took the hard black cock into his mouth while the black stud lay back and enjoyed himself.

Hans was begging Guy for his fist, but his master was too tired and sent him over to Helmut.

Helmut bent his left arm to ninety degrees and Hans slowly slid down onto it. The smile on his face spoke volumes. Guy just laughed.

With his free hand Helmut tickled my boy hole. He probed first one then two fingers. Before I knew it all his fingers were inside me and heading deeper.

Soon Hans and I were like a couple of glove puppets flailing around on my masters arms. Guy crawled across the floor and began to suck Helmut’s cock and play with his arse. Helmut rested two booted feet up on his best friend’s back allowing for easier access.

Steve couldn’t hold back. He came up behind Guy and buried his cock deep into the upturned arse. Guy pushed more of his arm in Helmut and sucked harder on the throbbing cock.

Todd, not to be left out, got down on his back and sucked on Guy’s dick then reached up and slid his hand in next to Steve’s cock. Guy moaned loudly in pleasure, slurping on the cock in his mouth.

The fuck boys wanted to join in and with a wink from Helmut, Hans and I had two holes each needing a fist.

It was fucking incredible. A fist fucking ring. Loud slurping, moaning, farting and sucking was all you could hear.

Christian sat down on Todd’s cock and stuck his hand up Steve’s hole. With his free hand, Todd jerked his cock up in Christian’s cunt.

Over by the sofa Cole was riding his slave’s ass. Sergei was pushing back hard but only a wall of black muscle like Cole could handle this raging bull.

I had most of my lower arms inside Jack and Frank and was licking the sweat off their backs. My master was really working my hole. He had pushed my limits a little further every day since my initiation with Hans. Now I had his clenched fist inside me churning my prostate.

Guy pulled out of Helmut, stood up, threw Steve onto the sofa and savagely fucked his hole. Steve twisted round and pulled Guy over his shoulder and returned his cock to Guy’s hole. They flip flopped backwards and forwards, both men gasping for more.

Steve then called Todd. Ordered him to sit on his cock while Guy came up behind and double fucked him. Todd threw his head back and tears of joy flooded down his cheeks. The three formed a man-ball and began to roll around, Todd never losing his grip on the two cocks inside him.

Helmut wanted my fists in his hole. I pulled my arms from the boys and got up off the big man’s fist.

I started by rubbing my shaved head over the pulsing rosebud bringing my mouth and tongue up to feed on the pulsing redness with the big fat cock and balls resting on my head. The hand that I’d been sitting on clamped down behind my head pushing me further in.

His cunt was begging for my fists. The star tattooed hole was oozing butt juice and devoured both my fists in an instant.
Hans was still dancing around on two thirds of Helmut’s arm while punching fucking Tom and Sam who held each other and kissed.

I sucked my master’s cock and pushed further and further into him as he urged me on.

I could feel a warm tongue on my hole and looked round to see Sergei eating me out, Cole still riding his ass.

Christian, Frank and Jack were now plunging into each other’s holes while biting and sucking anything that came near their mouths. Guy, Steve and Todd came and joined them to form a mass of heaving male bodies all holes filled with either cock or fist.

I could now feel two huge hands clutching my hips and the tip of Sergei’s unforgettable cock entering me. It was no problem. I was attached at three points. Helmut’s cock in my mouth. Both of my lower arms in his butt and a cock of steel anchoring me from behind. Added to this was Cole’s wild fucking which had the effect of a chain reaction.

Sergei was so large he could easily join me sucking Helmut’s cock and balls. There was a strange feeling of protection as this huge man bent over me.

We kissed a lot while servicing Helmut’s cock. Helmut finally ordered me up onto his cock. I lent forward and kissed this incredible man as his cock found its home in my hole.

Sergei moved up closer and impaled Helmut causing him to bite on my lower lip. Sergei joined our kissing, his huge hands were everywhere, pulling, pinching and teasing our bodies.

Finally Cole began to empty into his slave. Sergei said something in Russian to Helmut and Helmut told us that the Russian wanted us all to empty our loads in is ass. I was to be the first.

As I got off master’s cock and mounted Sergei, Helmut retrieved my hole again. He pulled my tits and this triggered me to cum with a constant pounding from behind.

When I’d finished, Helmut pushed me onto the huge man’s back while he unloaded deep into the hole. When he’d finished he picked me up and sat me across his lap and licked off the funky juices.

The five fuck boys were next. As one was blasting away, they all took turns to back onto Sergei’s cock before mounting his arse. Cole put his cock in his slave’s mouth as Guy, Steve and Todd took their turn.

Poor Hans was hopping around with out anything up his arse so Cole obligingly fisted him until it was his turn to deposit his load.

What about Sergei’s load ? When everyone had impregnated him, he stood up with his ass offered out and began to jerk off. The fuck boys, Hans and Todd were down on the floor in seconds.

Sergei pushed the twelve loads out of his hole sending the cum hounds into ecstasy. The man seed poured out of the massive hole showering the greedy pigs. Tongues were everywhere. All the time Sergei jerked on his cock. As he reached orgasm, Cole bent forward and took all the load in his mouth finally cementing the new partnership. We were all connected now. Sergei was one of us.