A Trial of Strength

A TRIAL OF STRENGTH - PART 408 By Rob Williams

CHAPTER 408 – "THE ROOKIE LEARNS TO GIVE IT & TAKE IT"

IN THIS CHAPTER:

The rugged Hispanic Miguel gives sex education to his young rookie Finn – by example. After watching his pal Eddie kneel between the Marine's manspread and service his cock, Finn does the same for Miguel. After the gym-jock Lloyd pounds gymnast Tommy's ass, Finn copies him and enters a man for the first time. In the ultimate act Miguel says, "Let's see if my young top man can take it as good as he gives it."

************ In the previous chapter *************

The Hispanic alpha male Miguel was the lover of another top man, the construction boss Zack. He lived with Zack and Zack's boy Darius – and now Miguel had found a boy of his own, Finn.

Finn was quite a challenge. He had led a rough life as a hustler, passed from owner' to owner', and by age 22 had amassed a heap of psychological problems – low self-esteem, sexual hang-ups, and a hostile attitude to the world. But buried beneath all that Miguel saw a decent young guy struggling to emerge from the wreckage of his life.

Miguel knew it would be a challenge but finally one of Finn's panic attacks brought things to a head. He had run off to be by himself, but Miguel went in search of him and found him all alone. And Finn finally broke down and told the truth. "I realize that I don't want to be alone at all. I want to be with you, sir. It sounds weird but ... I can't imagine not being with you.

Miguel kissed him and asked "Have you ever done that with a guy before?"

"No, sir. My other guys never wanted that."

"But they're not your guys, kiddo, not anymore. I'm your guy now." Miguel smiled at him. "Finn, do you want to be my boy?" It was what Finn had longed to hear and from then on suspicion slowly gave way to growing affection.

But Miguel was very aware that they still had a tough way to go with many bumps in the road. As Miguel later explained to Bob, one of the tribe's founders, "One of his biggest hang-ups is sex. As a hustler sex was something to be used as a bargaining chip. It had no real value except as means to put a roof over his head and food in his stomach. Far as I can tell there was never any emotion attached, let alone love. And, like I said, lots of taboos.

"For example, he has always adopted this top-man pose and boasts he has never been fucked – in fact he finds the idea repellant. He's become affectionate with me and even loving but I don't think he really connects that with sex – or not what we would call sex. Oh he can be passionate in his rough, rookie way, and goes at it like an animal."

"We've had sex twice – kind of – but I don't see how we can transition from quick hand-jobs and dry-humping to full man-on-man sex. So far it's more like fumbling teenagers after the prom. Dude, I think I'm in over my head. I can't work out stuff like this."

But Bob knew someone who could work it out. He suggested that Miguel and Finn go to see the tribe's therapist Doctor Steve. "I don't have to tell you how effective Steve can be, no matter how unorthodox his methods are. He's treated practically every man and boy in the tribe and God knows they've had some major hang-ups.

And so that same afternoon Miguel and Finn drove up to Steve's big house in the Hollywood Hills. "He lives up here with his lover Lloyd an architect," Miguel explained, "and their house manager is a young jock named Tommy. He was a gymnast, and before that an ice-skater, so he has this incredible ass. And I might as well tell you that when Zack and I watched Tommy go through his gymnastics routine in Steve's gym I ended up fucking that gorgeous ass."

In their therapy session Steve soon put Finn at his ease and he opened up about his past as a hustler. But he insisted, "I was tough, sir, and didn't do a lot of stuff they wanted. See, I liked girls not guys and I'm a top man so they liked it when I talked dirty to them and made them suck my dick. Some of them wanted to fuck me but there was no fucking way I was gonna do that.

But later on Finn showed Steve his other side. "But I wanna say one thing, sir. I wanna be a real good boy for Miguel, sir, but you know, like I said, there's a lot of sex stuff I don't do. I want him to like me, I really do but I ... I ... Can you help me so I don't disappoint him, sir?"

Steve used some very unorthodox methods as a therapist and this was one of them. He wanted to show Finn that getting fucked by a man could be a pleasurable experience so he asked his lover Lloyd to come in, and Miguel ending up fucking him.

Near the end Steve told Finn to lie next to Lloyd and while Miguel talked sex with Lloyd he was actually looking into Finn's eyes. And when Miguel finally blasted his load in Lloyd's ass, Finn's cock erupted too and he lay in a daze. He couldn't process what had just happened, what he had seen and felt. Miguel had just cum inside Lloyd but it felt almost as if it had been his own ass that ... no, that was impossible ... could never happen.

Doctor Steve pulled Finn off the bed and smiled, "I know, Finn. Confusing. First therapy sessions are often like that. But we'll make sense of it later. Right now, though, why don't you and Miguel go for a swim in the pool?" Lloyd jumped up and said, "Hey, they should stay for dinner too ... even stay the night if they want to ... in this very room."

Miguel accepted with pleasure and led Finn out to the pool where Finn looked nervously at him. "Sir, I ... I just wanna make sure. Am I still your boy, sir?"

"Of course you are, kid. Hell, I just made you cum without touching yourself, didn't I? That's progress. We're getting there kiddo."

But they both knew there were still hurdles to face. And Doctor Steve had just given them a taste of the biggest one of all.

********************* CHAPTER 408 **********************

Miguel and Finn stripped naked and splashed around in the pool, giggling like kids just let out of school. But underneath the laughter they were dimly aware that although some issues had been clarified, new ones had arisen.

In the highly unusual therapy session, Doctor Steve and his lover Lloyd had demonstrated to Finn that getting butt-fucked by a man like Miguel could be wildly erotic. Finn had been excited to the point of orgasm, almost as if he, rather than Lloyd, had had his ass ploughed by Miguel.

But that would never actually happen, not to him. It couldn't happen because up to now, in his top-man hustler world, he had always fought aggressive guys off as the thought of taking a dick in his ass repelled him. So why had the sight of Miguel fucking Lloyd turned him on so much?

Finn used to think he had a handle on his sexual limits. As a hustler, sex was his job and he was clear on what he would and wouldn't do. In following his top-man-only rule and limiting himself to low-key stuff like getting blow-jobs, trash talking and exhibitionism he had managed to stay healthy. That thought now reminded him of something he had wanted to tell Doc Steve.

"OK, kid," Miguel laughed, "I've had enough – let's get some sun." They got out of the pool, dried off, and Miguel threw himself down on a chaise. But Finn pulled on his cargo shorts and said, "Sir, I forgot to tell Doctor Steve something. Is it OK if I go tell him now?"

"Sure kiddo. Hurry back."

In the house Finn bumped into Tommy who smiled warmly and told him that Steve was in his office. "He's on his own and the door's open so just knock and go right in." Finn paused nervously outside the office and Steve saw him. "Hey, Finn, come on in. Close the door behind you and take a seat. Something on your mind?"

Finn pulled out of his pocket the same sheet of paper he had earlier shown to Miguel – a list of results from his regular medical checkups. He sat down facing Steve who smiled as he perused the list. "Well done, Finn. This is excellent. I wish all my patients were this conscientious about their sexual health."

"Well, sir, in my job ..." he winced and blushed ... "in my previous job I mean, a guy can't be too careful, and anyway I never did anything that could ... well, you know ..."

"I understand Finn. But just to be sure I'd like to give you one more test. I've got the kits right here – only takes a few minutes. He pulled a kit from his desk drawer, sat next to Finn and took a saliva swab. While they waited for the results Steve chatted amiably with the boy who by now was totally at ease with the handsome doctor.

"Finn, you mentioned what you did before you met Miguel and I wonder if you've given any thought to what you'd like to do now. I realize it's early days, so maybe ..."

"Oh, I want to work, sir. I know Miguel and you guys are pretty well-off – I mean, this house and all – but all the other boys work and I want to pull my weight. I want Miguel to be proud of me."

"I'm sure he will be, Finn, with that positive attitude. Bob is the guy who will eventually help you with that, but do you have any ideas in particular? I mean, helping Nate and Eddie around the house, or office work with Jamie and Brandon? They are all real busy, I know.

Finn's eyes sparkled. "Well, sir, I mentioned to Eddie that some of my guys – my former guys – made me work on their gardens and I liked that, all alone in the open air with the plants and all."

"Now there's an idea," Steve said. "It would certainly be a hit with Randy – he's always complaining about the state of that garden. They used to have Mario, a wonderful landscaper, but he now lives with Grady. I hope you'll meet him `cos he could give you a ton of advice."

They chatted on for a while until Steve said, "Ah, just a minute. He looked at the test device and smiled, "Perfect. You're in the clear, kiddo, and I'll give your routine checkups in the future. But a few words of advice about sex. My brother Randy makes most of the rules for the tribe, especially about sex. It's OK to do anything within the tribe, provided it's consensual, and provided Miguel allows you to, of course. But never ever have sex outside the tribe."

Steve chuckled. "I mean, why would you with all these gorgeous guys around here? One or two of the boys have strayed in the past and been heavily punished for it."

"Oh, I would always do what Miguel tells me." Finn hesitated. "Er, sir, I know my medical records are private and all that, but do you think you could, kinda, let the other guys know that I'm healthy ... I mean, they know I was a hustler and might think ..."

Steve smiled, "I understand, Finn, and I will casually drop the word that you can safely take your place in whatever sexual shenanigans Miguel allows. Now, my guess is that Miguel is missing his new boy right around now so get back out there with him. You've made a great start, kiddo."

"Thank you, doc," Finn said with a big smile.

Out by the pool Miguel and Finn lay on chaises side by side and Finn told him about the test Steve had given him and had given him the all-clear when it came to sexual activity.

"Course," Finn said, "it prob'ly don't matter much `cos I I'm not really into sex like those guys are. I mean, I'd prob'ly just watch, like I did when you fucked Zack and then Lloyd. I like watching you fuck, sir. It's like watching a porno with a real hot, sexy porn star."

Miguel chuckled. "Well thanks, kiddo – I think. That's the first time I've ever been compared to a porn star before."

"Oh, you could make a shit load of money as a porn star, if you weren't a chef."

"All the same," Miguel smiled, "I don't think I'll give up my day job just yet. I like being a chef, especially when I'm the boss."

"Sir, ever since we met we've talked about me. But what's it like to be you? I mean, being the boss of the kitchen in a real classy hotel?"

Miguel was impressed by the question. He figured that most of Finn's life he had focused on himself – didn't care much about the other guys as long as he had a roof over his head and didn't have to get fucked. But now he was showing an interest in Miguel's life and work, and he gazed into his master's eyes, mesmerized by his voice as Miguel told him about his job.

At the end Miguel said, "But the twins have a pretty big operation in their kitchen too, and you helped them earlier today. Did you like that?"

"A whole lot, sir. It was great being useful to someone, and the twins are great guys."

Just then Steve and Lloyd came out, followed by Tommy with the drinks trolley. "Sirs," Tommy said, "dinner will be a while yet. I got a bit behind – even with Lloyd's help," he said mockingly.

Lloyd laughed, "You mean because of Lloyd, don't you? I know I'm no great shakes in the kitchen. When I was chopping I almost took my finger off `cos I couldn't take my eyes off your butt. As a cook I make a great architect – an architect who would kill for a martini right now."

"I could help." Finn surprised them by jumping up and asking Tommy, "Could I help you, sir? I don't have much experience but I did work with the twins this morning. I could do whatever you tell me, sir."

"Of course, that would be great, Finn – provided you stop calling me sir. Dude will do just fine."

Finn looked down at Miguel. "Can I, sir? Can I?"

"Sure thing, kiddo. Now you'll be living with me I prefer a boy who knows his way around a kitchen. A lot of the time we'll be cooking together. Hey, that sounds kinda good, don't it?"

"Yes sir!" Finn beamed. Tommy put his arm round him and they went inside.

"Miguel buddy, I think you backed a winner there," said Lloyd reaching for the martini shaker.

In the kitchen Tommy said, "Tell you the truth, Finn, Lloyd messed things up pretty good around here. So maybe you could start by clearing the counter tops of all the dirty bowls and plates and load them in the dishwasher. Then you can help me with the prep."

Encouraged by Tommy's easy-going acceptance of him as a replacement for Lloyd, Finn got to work. He followed Tommy's instructions and they were soon working comfortably together ... and chatting. "So how are things going with you and Miguel, dude?" Tommy asked

"Pretty good, I think. We're being real honest with each other. Like, he told me he had fucked you after watching you do your gymnastics."

"Yeah, he did," Tommy grinned. "It was awesome."

Finn stole another glance at Tommy's perfect ice-skater ass. "If you don't mind me saying so, Tommy, your ass is pretty near perfect. Does it ... I mean, do you ... get fucked a lot?"

"As often as I can," Tommy laughed as he whisked the salad dressing. "I totally love it. When the guys watch my gymnastic routine downstairs in the gym I flaunt it like hell and it always ends up with me getting butt-fucked by Lloyd or Steve, or both."

"And, er ... how did it feel when Miguel fucked you?"

Tommy stopped whisking and looked wistful. "Oh dude, that was something special. That guy is an awesome fuck. Just lying there and looking up at that gorgeous face and body while he ploughed my ass ... man, a trip to the moon. You are so lucky that he chose you to be his boy. Just wait `till he shoves that huge dick..."

Tommy bit his lip. "Oh shit, dude, I'm so sorry ... foot in mouth. I forgot that you don't do that, do you ... like, get fucked? Eddie told me but I forgot. I just assumed that in your line of work ..." He winced. "Ooh sorry, there I go again. I am digging such a hole for myself I should just leap in." He slapped his own cheek. "Shut up, Tommy."

Finn couldn't help smiling at him. "Aw, no sweat, dude, I've heard worse. Sure I hustled for a living but I sold myself as a tough guy, a top man. They loved it when I talked dirty to them and made them suck my dick. I only sucked other guys' dicks when they shelled out the big bucks. Some guys just wanted to sit and jerk off watching me do my strip routine, and they paid extra if I shot my load all over them. That was pretty much it."

Tommy stared at him in disbelief. "You mean, you didn't fuck ass either? You've never fucked or been fucked?"

"Nope ... see, I was more into girls ... did men for money." They worked in silence for a while as Tommy let that surprising fact sink in. Then Finn broke the silence. "Tommy, does it hurt taking a dick in your ass?"

"Not anymore. First time I got fucked it hurt like hell, but once I got used to it – man, now I can't get enough of it. There's no feeling like it, dude. It's like ... like giving yourself to a guy ... surrendering to him ... and when it's a real hot macho guy like Miguel, or Steve or Lloyd, you feel like you're totally in their power.

"I tell you, when Miguel leaned forward and pinned my arms to the bed while he fucked me I felt like I was a prisoner of that gorgeous muscle-stud and I shot my load right there. But he didn't stop. He held me down and kept fucking and made me cum again. I would have let him fuck me all night long." Finn had stopped working and stared at Tommy mesmerized.

"Tell you what," Tommy said. "After dinner Steve and Lloyd will probably suggest we all go downstairs to the gym and I'll be the floorshow. I'll do a short routine, then one of them will fuck me, so you can see for yourself what it's like. Hey, maybe Miguel will let you fuck me. It would be real cool to get fucked by a virgin. First time for everything, kiddo. And it'll do wonders for that top-man image you keep pushing."

They got back to work and Tommy sent Finn outside with a message, where he found Miguel, Steve and Lloyd sunning themselves by the pool. He cleared his throat and announced, "Sirs, we are serving fish for dinner with white wine. But we need to know if anyone wants red wine, or beer with dinner." The men looked at each other and Steve spoke for them. "Looks like white wine will be just fine, Finn, thank you."

Miguel smiled at him, pleased to see him already taking his place in the running of the house. Finn had turned to go back when an urgent voice came – "Dude ... wait dude." It was Eddie, racing up the path from his master Hassan's guest house. "Dude don't go back in for a minute. Hassan is coming up and I want you to meet him."

Eddie hopped from foot to foot as Hassan appeared, a tall muscular Marine captain with chiseled dark Arab/Asian features, wearing fatigue pants and a sleeveless white denim shirt hanging open over his chest. "Sir," Eddie said, "I want you to meet my new best friend Finn. Finn, this is Hassan, he's a captain of Marines."

Hassan flashed a gleaming white-tooth smile, shook Finn's hand and said in his deep, accented voice, "Good to meet you, boy. Eddie's talked a lot about you. `Course, Eddie talks a lot about everything." He ruffled Eddie's hair and the boy grinned proudly. "Hi guys," Hassan said to the others. "Sorry I'm late – just got back from the base."

"Well you can relax now," Steve said. "Grab that beer there, buddy, and get comfortable."

Hassan sat sprawled in a chair, twisted off the bottle cap and took a slug of beer. "Hell, being around young Marines all day sure builds up a head of steam in a guy. You gonna do something about that, kiddo?"

"Yes, sir, definitely." Eddie gazed down at the Marine's manspread and knelt on the deck between his legs.

Miguel pulled Finn down beside him. "Sit for a minute, kid. I want you to see this. This is how a boy pleases a man like the captain there."

Finn watched Eddie reach forward, unzip the soldier's fatigues and pull out his huge, rock-hard cock. He licked the balls, then up the thick shaft and teased the head, sucking in the pre-cum oozing from it. Suddenly he lowered his mouth over it and Finn gasped as he saw the whole chunk of man-meat disappear down his throat. "Oh yeah, that's it, kid," Hassan groaned. He took another hit of beer then spread his arms wide, sprawled in the chair, the bottle in one hand.

As Eddie worked on the soldier's cock Miguel said softly to Finn, "Like Eddie told you, he is an expert cocksucker, something he learned sucking dicks in the leather bar he worked at. He has moves and tricks all his own, and Hassan loves it after a day giving orders to rookie Marines.

"You've seen how boys in the tribe try to copy their masters and become like them – like Zack and Darius, Bob and his twins. Well these two are the exception. You couldn't find two guys more different – the big dominant Marine and the cheeky young guy who talks too much. Hassan is the strong silent type who jokes that his boy talks enough for both of them. But he loves Eddie like crazy, especially when he's doing that to him.

"See how Eddie's teasing him, bringing him right to the edge of his climax, then backing off? It's called denied orgasm and it drives the soldier wild. Eddie's in total control now ... he decides when Hassan can finally cum ... and he's building up to it now."

Hassan had wrapped his free hand behind Eddie's head and was pulling his face down on his cock faster and faster. But it was still Eddie who controlled his orgasm. "Suck that fucking dick, boy. I wanna cum so bad. Make me shoot my fucking load down your throat, kid ... please!"

Miguel whispered, "Not often anyone hears the captain say please, I bet."

So at last Eddie relented. He swallowed the cock, clenched his throat muscles hard and slowly pulled back, drawing the cum out of him. Then he rubbed his pursed his lips back and forth over the sensitive corona at the head. Hassan felt his balls bulge, felt his juice racing up his cock and he roared as he finally exploded and Eddie gulped his master's jizz.

There was a burst of applause from the spectators as Hassan pulled Eddie down on him and kissed him, sucking his own jizz out of his mouth. When Eddie sprang to his feet he was beaming, especially at Finn, proud of showing off what he could do for the handsome captain.

"Sir," Finn said, "I gotta get back to the kitchen. Eddie, you wanna come and help?" The two friends ran into the house and Tommy said, "OK guys, things are coming to a head here."

"They just came to a head outside too – as in giving head," Eddie laughed merrily.

"Yeah, yeah," Tommy said, "I heard the soldier's shouts. Only one thing makes a guy yell like that is a great orgasm. Now they're gonna be hungry so let's get dinner on the table. Finn, tell Eddie where you'd got to in the prep and what you want him to do."

It was a switch, Finn instructing Eddie, but Eddie realized that represented progress. As they worked Finn said, "You really drove your man wild out there, dude."

"And so could you, kiddo. I'll give you lessons like I did for all the other boys. I know you say you only suck dick for money, but can't you make an exception for your guy Miguel? He won't make you do something you don't want, but hell, I know he would love to cum in your mouth."

Finn didn't reply, but his thoughts were racing.

Tommy and Lloyd set up the table by the pool and Finn and Eddie brought out the food and drinks. Miguel watched his boy carefully, impressed with his eagerness to join in with the other boys in dinner preparations. He even noticed a new spring in his step as the boy felt a part of something, an emerging sense of belonging that he had never known before.

The meal was noisy and jovial, with Finn sitting between Miguel and Eddie. Miguel engaged in the easy banter between the men but frequently squeezed Finn's thigh under the table. On his other side Eddie kept up a more or less non-stop stream of chatter that Finn paid attention to only intermittently. He was engrossed in his own thoughts, all centered on Miguel.

He replayed in his mind Tommy's description of getting fucked by Miguel, how it felt to be powerless, pinned down by the rugged muscle-god while his cock filled his ass. Then he thought what it must look like every time Tommy flaunted his body and ended up surrendering his ass to Lloyd. And lastly, he flashed on Eddie on his knees in front of the husky Marine's manspread, sucking his huge dick.

Finn felt a longing inside him that he couldn't explain, but for now he took comfort in Miguel's hand resting on his thigh.

When the meal was winding down Steve said, "OK, guys, anyone for the floor show? Provided you're up for it, Tommy. Didn't eat too much?"

"I'm always careful before a routine, sir. I'm good and ready."

"You sure are," Lloyd said as Tommy stood up, the twin globes his ass level with Lloyd's face. "Get that perfect ass downstairs stud."

Tommy flashed a knowing grin at Finn who recalled the gymnast telling him how much he loved flaunting his body for the guys. All eyes at the table were fixed on his ass as walked to the house with his athletic stride. Lloyd took a last drink of wine, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said, "Guys, I don't care what you say but that ass is mine tonight.

Eddie and Finn cleared the dishes from the table, stacked them in the kitchen and a few minutes later they were all sitting in the large downstairs gym by the wall, with Tommy under the spotlights in the middle of the room. He was wearing just his tight blue lycra shorts that showed off his ass to perfection, or as Steve put it, "Fucking pornographic."

"You OK with all this?" Miguel asked Finn.

"Oh yes, sir. Tommy told me he was gonna do this. Flaunting it, he calls it."

"Which he does better than anyone," Miguel chuckled. "Look at him doing his stretches. I guarantee there's not a limp dick in this room – though maybe you're not as turned on as everyone else is."

"Oh no, sir, I'm turned on. I got a boner right here."

"Good," Miguel smiled as Tommy swung into his routine – mat exercises, swinging from gymnastic rings, vaulting over the pommel horse, poised on the parallel bars, his dimpled ass always on erotic display, flexing hard as he worked his body.

It was a shorter than usual routine but long enough to make Lloyd jump to his feet when it ended. "Tommy, my man, you cannot flash that gorgeous body and primo ass in front of me and get away with it fuck-free. You know what's coming, boy. Get ready."

Tommy stood facing him with a seductive smile, then turned his back to Lloyd and slowly pushed his shorts down – free of the waist, down over the flawless mounds, down his muscled thighs until he stepped out of them butt naked. He turned to face the group then fell on his knees, on all fours, his ass raised up in invitation.

An invitation that Lloyd was quick to accept. "Tommy, I love you man. You know how much I get turned on by the jocks at the gym ... well you beat them all, kiddo. Are you really offering that ass to me?"

"You know I am, sir. Fuck me ... please."

Lloyd pulled off his shirt, dropped his jeans and his rigid cock sprang out iron hard. He knelt on his haunches behind Tommy and stroked the white globes of his ass, then slapped them lightly, enough to leave faint pink handprints on the cheeks. Then he raised himself up on his knees, grabbed Tommy's slim waist and pushed the head of his cock between the cheeks.

Finn held his breath and Miguel squeezed his hand. The boy was spellbound by the sight of Lloyd's cock easing into the athlete's ass. He saw the glow on Lloyd's handsome face and heard Tommy's ecstatic groan as the two men began their intimate daily ritual. He saw Lloyd's muscular body tense, his abs flexing as his rod penetrated Tommy with increasing speed.

Finn grabbed Miguel's arm and he whispered to his boy, "Incredible sight, eh kiddo? Tommy is the perfect fuck – he has a gorgeous ass and loves to feel a dick inside it. Look at the expression on his face – he's in heaven, and making Lloyd feel like the ultimate top man. They can see themselves in the mirror – the dark macho gym-jock and the muscular blond athlete – don't get much better than that."

Lloyd moaned, "Your ass is incredible, Tommy. You love this, don't you – my dick inside you?"

"Yes, sir. It feels so good." Tommy looked up at the spectators – and his eyes met Finn's. As he spoke to Lloyd he gazed at Finn with a pleading look. "I love it, sir. Please fuck me ... fuck my ass, I wanna feel your dick inside me." In a trance Finn squeezed Miguel's arm tighter. "Don't cum, kid," Miguel said. "Not yet. Save it."

Lloyd loved showing off to an audience. The feel of Tommy's tight ass round his cock and the sight of the awestruck onlookers now pushed him to the edge. His cock became a piston and he moaned, "Fuck, boy, you're gonna make me cum. Yeah, take it, stud. Damn, I'm gonna cum ... I'm gonna cum ... yeaaah!"

Tommy pushed his ass up to feel the full impact of the shaft as it shuddered and blasted jizz deep inside him, to the sound of cheers and whistles from the elated spectators. Lloyd pulled out, stood up and pumped his arm triumphantly in the air. Laughing with the joy of release he sat down next to Steve who said, "You are such a fucking stud, buddy, and you know you're gonna get the same treatment from me later, don't you?"

"I'm counting on it doc."

And yet ... it was not over. Tommy had fallen on his stomach his arms stretched forward on the floor in Finn's direction. The muscles in his back rippled and his ass was slightly raised. He lifted his head and stared straight at Finn.

Eddie, sitting at Finn's side, quickly sized up the situation. He looked at Tommy's pleading smile, then at Miguel's encouraging smile and nudged Finn. "Dude, he really wants it, and Miguel wants you to do it. And you wanna show off that top-man image in front of all these guys, don't you? It's perfect, dude. You gotta start sometime."

Finn was conflicted. He had watched Tommy's face as he got fucked by Lloyd, and now he was looking at the naked gymnast stretched on the floor. He remembered Tommy saying, `Maybe Miguel will let you fuck me. It would be real cool to get fucked by a virgin. First time for everything, kiddo.' But he had never ... he couldn't ... could he?

In desperation he turned to Miguel who smiled warmly at him. "You don't have to, kiddo. But you would like it a lot, I know, and you keep saying you're this big top-man. I would like you to do it – for me, kiddo. `Course, if looking at Tommy don't make you hard, then ..."

That did it. "Of course it makes me hard, sir. And I want to do it for you." Yeah, he thought, he would show these guys that Miguel's boy was tough. He could fuck ass like any of them. He stood up and walked over to where Tommy was prostrate on the floor. The other guys kept quiet, with no rowdy shouts of encouragement that could put pressure on the boy.

Tommy rolled over on his back, hooked his hands behind his knees and pulled his legs back. Finn looked down and gasped as he saw the remains of Lloyd's cum running down Tommy's thigh. His nervousness disappeared and he copied what Lloyd had done, removing his shirt and dropping his shorts. A ripple of admiration went round the group as they saw Finn's good-size cock fully erect.

Finn knelt on the floor behind Tommy's raised legs, and Tommy smiled at him. "I wanted this so much after I talked to you, dude. `Cos I know you'll be a great fuck ... and I'll be your first! You don't need any lube ... Lloyd's jizz already did that. So it's just you and me now, dude. I want you so bad."

He was right, Finn thought, it was just the two of them. And the hot blond gymnast was offering him his spectacular ass. He leaned forward, braced his hands on the floor beside Tommy's head and let the head of his cock rest against his ass. He managed a smile. "I've never done this with a guy before, dude, and I'm glad you're my first. You are so fucking hot."

He locked eyes with the handsome athlete and eased his hips forward. He felt his cock press against the warm hole, and then ... the head passed over the sphincter. He gasped as he felt the muscles of Tommy's ass close tight round his cock, his heart beat wildly, he raised his head and howled. It was a wild sensation, transformative, and he fought to keep from losing his load.

In shock he looked at Miguel who was smiling broadly and stroking his cock. `Do it for me,' he had said. So dammit, he would. He looked down at Tommy who smiled, "Feels great doesn't it? Like nothing else. Go ahead, dude – fuck me!"

Finn pushed forward and felt his cock slide down the cum-slicked cute, all the way to the fiery depths. Tommy moaned, "Don't cum, dude, please, not yet. I wanna feel you."

Suddenly Finn was transformed from the confused, resentful hustler into a confident young stud claiming his manhood. He had always boasted of being a top man, but now he felt like one. He looked down at the hot blond gymnast, at his athletic physique and beautiful face, and he recalled his words – `It's like giving yourself to a guy ... surrendering to him ... like you're totally in his power."

Yeah, Finn growled under his breath. This gorgeous man was in his power ... he had surrendered ... and Finn's cock was inside him ... in his ass. His eyes flashed, he grabbed Tommy's wrists and pinned them to the floor high above his head. "Yeah, that's it," Tommy groaned. "Fuck me, stud. Fuck me!"

Miguel had once told Bob, "Finn can be passionate, and he goes at it like an animal." And that was the Finn the surprised group saw now as he pulled his cock all the way back and drove it in deep again. "Man," he growled, "you wanted to get that gorgeous ass fucked. Well here it comes, dude."

It was an alpha male fuck – this boy who had been beaten down by life now rose up from the ashes of subservience and came into his own, the confident young man Miguel had hoped he would become. As he drove his cock inside the hot ass like a pile-driver Tommy looked up in awe and moaned, "Shit that feels good – you're beautiful, man, such a fucking stud. I love it!"

The group now lost their reticence and joined in. Stunned by the sight of the new boy dominating the blond gymnast they stroked their cocks and yelled encouragement. Eddie shouted loudest of them all as he saw his friend in a new light. "Give it to him, dude. Man you look so fucking good, so fucking macho. Pound that ass."

The fuck increased in power and intensity as Tommy pleaded for more. They were both holding back their climax but finally their balls were fit to burst. "This what you wanted, man, to be my prisoner, pinned to the floor while I hammer your ass?"

"Yeah, dude, but you're gonna make me cum. Please, let me shoot my load. I give in ... please, cum in my ass!"

Finn released one of Tommy's hands which he instantly wrapped round his cock and pounded it in his fist. Intoxicated with his own power Finn ramrodded the jock's ass and said, "Let's do it, dude. I'm gonna shoot ... I'm gonna cum in your ass ... Now!" As the gymnast's cock spurted jizz all over his heaving body Finn raised his fist triumphantly in the air, stared hard at Miguel and howled, "For you, sir ..." His body shuddered and for the first time in his life he filled a man's ass with cum.

The spectators rose as one with a chorus of lusty cheers, knowing they had witnessed not only a great fuck but the transformation of a formerly lost boy who had regained his footing and found his way, through an overpowering act of sex.

Miguel came forward, picked his boy up off his knees and scooped him into his arms. "Man that was spectacular. I knew you had that in you, I always knew." Next to them Steve was hugging Tommy, and when they separated Tommy turned to Finn with a dazzling smile.

They shook hands and Tommy said, "I'm honored to be the first guy you ever fucked, dude, the first of many, I'm sure, after that performance. That top man boast of yours – I knew it was real. I can always tell a top man by the look in his eye, and you had it, buddy."

"Well, fucking the most spectacular ass on the planet helped a whole lot," Finn smiled. "I hope I did it justice."

"Any time you want a repeat performance, stud, just say the word."

Steve raised his hands and said, "Gentlemen, I guess that ends the floorshow. Drinks served upstairs – after one more curtain call for our stars, eh?" Tommy and Finn stood with their arms round each other's shoulders and wallowed in the cheers. Then they all made their way upstairs where Tommy, Eddie and Finn went to the kitchen. Tommy loaded the drinks trolley with coffee, brandy and other drinks while Eddie and Finn tidied the kitchen.

Eddie was unusually silent, a little nervous. But eventually he looked hesitantly at Finn. "Dude ... like ... are we still buddies?"

"What do you mean, kiddo? Best friends forever. Why would you ask such a thing?"

Eddie shifted uncomfortably. "Well, before, when you first got here, you relied on me to show you around, make you feel comfortable, `cos you ..."

" ... `cos I was a mess, eh? You got that right, bro."

"Yeah, but after what you did to Tommy you'll probably be the big guy on campus and I'll just be the kid who talks too much."

"Hey, hey, don't talk like that Eddie. It's total bullshit. All I did was show that I can fuck. But I'm still a bit messed up inside and I ain't out of the woods yet. I still gotta face the senior boys, and now it might be even harder `cos guys like Pablo might see me as more of a threat than that scared ex-hustler would have been. I hope you've still got my back through all that stuff, Eddie, just like I'll always have yours, no matter what. That sounds a lot like best friends to me."

Eddie threw his arms round him. "I love you, dude, and you wait till I tell the guys how you fucked the gymnast. See, me and Brandon and Ben and Brian, we call ourselves the four amigos, and now there's Tyler too ... and you I hope. You won't believe the stuff we've done, like that time we ..."

Tommy grinned at Finn. Eddie was off and running again and all was right with the world.

Out by the pool there was a buzz in the air after what the men had seen. They all congratulated Miguel on having detected in a surly young hustler a spark of the boy he was turning out to be. "You took on a challenge, bro, and it looks like it's paying off," Lloyd said. "Only thing left is for you to claim his ass, show him that even a top-man can enjoy taking it up the butt."

"Ah, well, I'm not sure that's gonna happen any time soon, buddy. He's always been emphatic that he never has and never will do that."

"Hmm, don't be too sure, Miguel," Steve said, drawing on his knowledge as a psychologist. A lot of those definite' protestations come from insecurity – a man who doth protest too much' might just be trying to sound tough. When the man has more confidence, like Finn just demonstrated, he can afford to be bolder and accept things he would have previously refused – such as your cock. Hell, it's not so long ago that you got fucked for the first time – by Zack."

Miguel chuckled. "I hope you're right, Steve, but I'm content to just let things take their course."

The boys and the drinks arrived and they all relaxed in the warm night air. But sexual vibrations were still strong in the air after the spectacle of the young gymnast getting his ass drilled first by Lloyd and then the new boy Finn. Steve had promised Lloyd we would `get the same treatment' from him when they went to bed. Hassan had been made super horny by the scene and his boy Eddie quivered in the expectation of being next to get it from the Marine.

And Tommy was waiting for the arrival of his lover Danny from the Grady House. "Sir," he asked Steve, "Danny called to say he's on his way so is it OK if I go take a shower and wait for him?"

"You better," Steve grinned. "You don't wanna let him find you with the jizz of two men in your ass. And I think we're all ready to call it a night. Miguel, you have drunk far too much for me to let you drive, so you're staying here – doctor's orders. You and Finn can have the same room we used earlier for Finn's therapy – and where you took advantage of Lloyd's ass and ... well, let's just say the bed in there is already warmed up for you two.

"And so ends your first therapy session, young Finn. I hope I'm not overstepping my medical authority if I ask you guys to raise your glass in a toast. Welcome to the tribe, Finn."

When Miguel and Finn got to their room there was a momentary uneasiness between them. There had been a subtle shift in their relationship – a shift that Miguel welcomed. It was no longer just a dominant alpha male guiding an insecure young guy with low self-esteem. To some degree Finn had shed his feelings of inferiority and gained a new assertiveness."

But the doubts were still there. "Sir," he said nervously ... "what I did with Tommy. That don't change anything between us, does it?"

"Only that it makes me love and admire you even more, kiddo. You were terrific ... I loved watching my boy prove he's a top man, and a real sexy one."

"But about that, sir. I mean ... like ... well, me and Tommy were talking in the kitchen and he told me what it was like when you fucked him. He said you were an awesome fuck ... a trip to the moon he called it. And ... and then he said I was lucky you chose me `cos when I felt your dick in my ..."

"Ah, so that's what we're talking about here. You think that proving you're a top man means you could never be on the receiving end."

"Well, sir, Lloyd is a real top man ... look at the way he fucked Tommy. But I also saw his face when you were fucking him. He was loving it, and when I lay down next to him and watched you above us it was like it was me you were ..."

"Hey, hey, I don't want you to get all tied up in knots about this, kiddo. I told you I would never force anything on you. You made it clear that you've never had a dick in your ass and you don't want it, so that's good enough for me."

"But I do want it!" Finn blurted out. "I mean, I do and I don't ... I do but I can't. At least I don't think ... but when I saw you fucking Lloyd I ... I wanted to feel what it he was feeling. Tommy said when you get fucked it's like surrendering to a guy, putting yourself in his power. I want that so bad, sir, to give myself to you so I'm in your power. But on the other hand ..."

"Buddy, that is exactly what I call being tied up in knots. This is not something you can resolve in words. It all depends on feelings – it takes love and trust, and maybe that comes with time, maybe not. I will say one thing. Seeing you pounding away at Tommy like a big stud top man made me want you even more. But whether that means your ass ... well, time will tell. Come on, let's jump in the shower."

They quickly stripped naked and Finn stared in awe at Miguel's long, semi-hard cock that swung between his thighs. Then they got in the shower.

Finn loved showering with Miguel, running his soapy hands over the slabs of his chest, tracing his eight-pack abs with his finger, massaging his neck, feeling his back muscles and sliding his hands down his flared lats to his tight waist, then tentatively over the solid mounds of his ass. He even dared to reach round and touch Miguel's pubic hair, letting the swinging cock lightly slap against his hands. He wanted to grab it, guide it to his ass and ..."

He pulled back and then things went a bit differently from usual. After his hands had lovingly played all over Miguel's body Miguel said, "Your turn now, boy. He did the same for Finn, soaping up his chest, then down to his waist and ran his soapy hand down his cock.

Finn gasped, but Miguel instantly backed off and went behind him. He stroked his neck then squeezed the trapezius muscles of his shoulders. "Man, you are tense. You gotta let me loosen these up." As he worked the muscles Miguel pressed his chest against Finn's back and Finn felt his master's cock swing against his butt. As the massage intensified Miguel's cock pressed harder behind him, the whole length hanging between his cheeks.

And slowly Finn felt the cock growing stiff behind him. He was in a daze as strong hands dug into his shoulders, Miguel's pecs ground against his back and the hard rod pressed against his ass. His body was on fire, he had never felt anything like this, never felt such a desire to ... "Fuck me, sir," he blurted. "Please, I want your dick in my ass. Please ... fuck me!"

"Not here, kid, not standing up. I need you relaxed."

He pulled Finn out of the shower, threw a towel at him and they dried off a bit. Miguel threw a big towel on the bed, grabbed Finn and pushed him on the bed on his back. The boy watched the muscle-god walk round the bed, his dark eyes gleaming in his square-cut features with the heavily stubbled jaw. His wet muscles rippled and shone under the ceiling spotlights and his cock stood out long and hard from his mass of damp black pubic hair.

Finn grabbed his own cock and stroked it slowly as he watched Miguel pick up a jar of lube that Lloyd had left on the bedside table. He stared down at Finn while he lubed his cock. Finn was mesmerized, excited, scared ... and he tensed up. Miguel knelt on the bed, reached down and massaged the boy's hole with a finger, then eased it inside and felt the ass tense round it.

"I need you to relax, kiddo." He pushed in another finger and felt the boy tense even more. "Don't fight me, boy ... relax ... let me in." He pushed Finn's legs back, pressed the head of his cock against the hole and paused, waiting for the tension to lessen. It didn't, but Miguel decided to give it a try.

"Take deep breaths, kiddo, and try to relax." Very slowly he increased the pressure against the sphincter and saw the boy wince. Reflexively Finn reached up, pressed his palms defensively against Miguel's chest and dug his fingers into his pecs. "No," he moaned. "It hurts ... it hurts so bad." Miguel stopped, took a long pause, then pushed again, more insistently this time. But the reaction was the same, even worse, as the ass tensed and Finn howled, "No, sir. Please. It hurts too bad ... I can't, sir ... stop, please ..."

He was sobbing now and Miguel abandoned the effort. He fell forward on the bed, kissed Finn and held him in his arms. But Finn was in despair. "I can't do it, sir, I can't get fucked. I knew I couldn't ... I'm no good as your boy. I can't even take your dick in my ass. You'll just go and jack off in the bathroom, I know.

"Stop it!" The harsh command was like a slap in the face, shocking Finn out of his self-pity. "Stand up, boy." Finn stood up beside the bed and looked down at Miguel who sat on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor and leaned back on his elbows, his cock rising up still stiff as a pole.

"Now listen up, boy. I told you before, I don't care if you can't get fucked. I could have forced my dick inside you but I didn't. I kept my promise. I wanna shoot my load but I'll be dammed if I'll hide in the bathroom and jack off. I've got a boy now, a boy who services his master's needs. You see this dick?"

"Yes, sir," Finn said nervously.

"Now I know you only suck dick if the price is right. But dammit to hell, boy, you're gonna do it for me, and you're gonna drink my jizz – all of it. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, sir!"

Miguel's tone softened. "I'm ordering it because I know you want it ... don't you, Finn?"

"Yes sir ... very much, sir." Finn fell to his knees and gazed at the muscular Hispanic leaning back on his elbows, his cock rising up like a pole, waiting to be serviced by his boy. Finn crawled to the side of the bed and licked the head of his master's cock. He flashed back to earlier in the afternoon when he had watched Eddie, the expert, make love to the Marine's cock.

And he felt an overwhelming desire to do the same for Miguel. He lowered his mouth over the head and massaged the hard corona with pursed lips as he had seen Eddie do. Breathing through his nose he lowered his head and slowly swallowed the whole shaft inch by inch until it touched the back of his throat. It was touching his gag reflexes but he didn't gag. Maybe he couldn't get fucked in the ass but he sure as hell was gonna get face-fucked by his master.

"Yeah, that's my boy," Miguel moaned. "Feels great, kiddo. Swallow your master's rod, boy."

Finn worked it as he had seen Eddie work on Hassan – pausing, clenching, then releasing and breathing hot air on the shaft. Miguel reached down and wrapped his hands round Finn's head, pulling it gently toward him as his cock sank into his mouth.

Miguel knew the boy was hurt by his inability to get butt-fucked so he voiced his pleasure loudly. "Oh fuck, man, that feels so great. Jesus, you're good ... you're bringing me close. You look so beautiful sucking my dick. You're gonna make me cum. Fuck, yeah ... I'm gonna cum ... I'm gonna cum in your mouth. Drink it, boy – drink your master's jizz."

He pushed his hips up, pulled the boy's face down hard on his cock and yelled as it erupted in his mouth. Finn swallowed hard and savored the bitter-sweet taste of his master's juice as he gulped down every last drop. When at last he pulled off he grinned up at Miguel who laughed at the sight of his boy with jizz running down his sagging jaw.

"Fuck that was beautiful, boy. Get your body on the bed and into my arms." Finn scrambled up beside Miguel who pulled the covers over them and turned off the light. "Thank you, kiddo. Now you can really relax. It's been a crowded day, so now we should sleep."

Finn was glad he had been able to give Miguel pleasure, but still his earlier failure nagged at him. He knew we would never be satisfied or feel truly like Miguel's boy until ... unless ... But his mind clouded and he fell into a dream-filled sleep.

He slept restlessly, his dreams centered on one thing ... one man ... one act. Several times he woke, lying on his side with Miguel pressed against his back, his cock inadvertently pressed against his butt as it had been in the shower. He tried to fall back to sleep and when he did his dreams were even more vivid.

He was in one of those frustration dreams where he knew he had to get somewhere but wasn't sure where ... only that it hurt trying to get to it. He woke up once more and this time couldn't get back to sleep. His mind raced over the events of the day – Steve's therapy, looking up at Miguel while he fucked Lloyd, Tommy saying how much he loved getting fucked by Miguel – and then Tommy's ass and fucking it, the first time he had ever fucked a man.

The first time ... so many first times since he met Miguel. One more left. Miguel said it was all about love and trust. Did he love Miguel? He was pretty sure he did, even though he had never really known what love was. Did he trust Miguel? Absolutely – he knew he would never hurt him. Could he relax enough with Miguel? He felt pretty relaxed now as he slept beside him.

And then Miguel woke up. He came back to consciousness quite fast and said, "You having trouble sleeping, kiddo?"

"Yes, sir. I keep thinking about ..."

"I know what you're thinking about, Finn."

Could we try again, sir ... please?"

"Kiddo, I don't want you to be frustrated again." Miguel got up on his knees and stared down at the boy lying on his back as he had been before. He saw a submissive, pleading look in Finn's eyes and suddenly he knew what had been missing. He had been kind to the boy, gentle, using love and persuasion. But that was not enough – not what the boy really wanted or needed. He reached for the jar by the bed and lubed his cock

"Finn, you said Tommy told you that when a boy gets fucked it's like surrendering to a guy, putting yourself in his power. You said you want that, to give myself to me so you're at my mercy. Did you really mean that, kiddo?"

"Yes I did, sir. I remember back when you fucked Zack. You tied him up and he was helpless, he had to submit to you, even a tough leather master like him. I wondered what it felt like – and it made me cum."

"Well, I'm not gonna tie you up, boy, not this time. But I am gonna do this ..." He leaned forward, grasped the boy' wrists, pushed his arms up high and pinned him to the bed. "Now you're helpless, you're my prisoner – completely at my mercy. Try to get free."

Finn pulled at his wrists but they wouldn't move. He writhed helplessly, he was a captive, and fear flashed in his eyes. "Don't panic, Finn. You have to trust me and relax. Do you love me, kiddo?" ... "Yes I do, sir." ... "Do you trust me?" ... "Yes, sir."

Miguel gazed into his eyes. "You are in my power. For the first time you have a master ... a real master. He's chosen you as his boy. And you have surrendered to him, surrendered your ass. And your master is gonna shove his dick in his boy's ass. He wants to fuck that ass for the first time. Look at me, kid, and tell me what you want, what you've wanted since the day you first saw me."

"I want you to fuck me, sir. I want to feel your cock inside me."

"Good. No tension this time. Take deep breaths. Look at me, look at my body, my face. This is your master ... and he's gonna fuck your ass."

Miguel pressed his cock against the boy's hole, locked eyes with him ...and thrust hard."

"Aaagh ... aaagh ... no, no ... stop ... it hurts too bad. Please, sir ..."

"Be quiet!" The order shocked him into silence. Miguel had stopped moving and Finn saw the rugged face smile down at him. "Finn, I'm inside you. My cock is in your ass for the first time. And I'm going to make you my boy in the way a master does. And we will fall in love."

TO BE CONTINUED in "A Trial Of Strength" – Chapter 409

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