Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.gay Organization: Case Western Reserve University, Cleveland, OH (USA)
Story: "The Post-Game Show" (M/M M/M muscle rough consensual)
The following fictitious story was started by making personal revisions to a hot story posted here a couple months ago called, I think, "The Divers." I liked the story's action and the characters, so I downloaded it. I then started plugging my own fantasy plot and characters, etc. into it for my own entertainment, and thought others might also enjoy my version, as well.
DISCLAIMER AND WHATNOT:
This is a fictitious story. It is about consensual, though rough, sex between four men after playing basketball. Actually, legally, it's one man (me, Kevin, as a prep school administrator, age 28) and three high school studs (Mark, Pete, and Andy, all age 17).
If you are under 18, and/or if you're not supposed to read this for some other kind of legal reason, and/or if this kind of story is not of interest to you for whatever reason, well, then don't read it.
"The Post-Game Show"
Even though Andy and I were both good when it came to creative, strategic plays, we still lost the game to Pete and Mark. They took us in speed and, most notably, in physical endurance and strength. But it was a great game, and damn, we were all beat! Mark invited us over to his brother's studio apartment nearby to hang out, knowing that the place was well stocked with beer and that his brother was away for the weekend.
"Hey Mark, you've obviously been working out a lot. Why not give us a show and flex for us?," I asked somewhat coyly as he returned from the kitchenette with four beers. Andy enthusiastically agreed, and Pete just gave his infamous, seemingly omniscient, shit-eating grin.
Mark stood up, apparently happy to oblige. He pulled the tank top over his head and stood before us in the middle of the one room apartment in tight shorts. Unusually ripped and veined for a seventeen year old, he brought his arms up, clenched his fists, and struck a double biceps pose. His guns were thick, and bigger than I expected when fully flexed, and his lats spread his arms out at an incredible angle.
Andy whistled and I clapped as Mark puffed out his chest in a side pose; his smooth pecs rolled with his slightest movements, jutting out above his six-pack abs. His thighs were massive and cut, striations of muscle springing into relief as he tensed his upper leg. I could feel my cock stirring in my shorts as he showed off this hot body.
As Mark was finishing with a most muscular pose, every ripped muscle bursting into incredible definition, Pete had moved to get a better view over onto the king-sized bed that Andy was lying on and started to "inadvertently" rub his hand along Andy's meaty thighs.
By now I was quite excited and I stood and walked up to Mark. "Can actually I feel that big arm?" I asked. He grinned and flexed it again, and I then ran my hand over the big peak that formed. It was amazingly hard as I grasped it, running my hand over the biceps and around underneath to the triceps.
My cock was now stiff in my shorts, and I could see that Mark's dick was hardening too as we watched Andy and Pete start to grind themselves together on the bed. I noticed that Pete's shorts, somewhat baggy, were really starting to swell in front.
"Big Pete looks like he's having a good time," Mark said. I thought it was a joke they had between them, the "Big Pete" comment. Or maybe a leftover from junior high when, I recall, that Pete had, in fact, been the tallest guy in class. Pete was still 5'11" with now about 170 pounds of tight, lean brawn; but Mark, particularly as a result of an incredible growth spur and a lot of work over the past year or so, was the far bigger man at 6'3" with 240 pounds of thick, solid slabs of power.
By now Andy had the waistband of Pete's shorts partially down and our attention was riveted by what was revealed. I even forgot about Mark's hard muscles for a moment. Pete's jock was packed full of an enormous cock and balls, and the head was poking out from the top of his jock. My jaw just dropped as the massive mushroom continued to push up along Pete's flat, tight stomach. It passed his navel and Andy pulled Pete's strap down so that his heavy balls flopped free. Now I understood why Mark had called him Big Pete; his fully erect cock was thirteen inches long!
I sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to Pete's thick prong that was throbbing as blood pumped through the veins that snaked down the shaft. It felt almost as hard as Mark's biceps! Andy also reached over and we both ran our hands along the rigid cock, caressing the big head that was starting to leak pre-cum as Pete moaned.
Just as I was about to get myself a taste of Pete, Mark grabbed me rather abruptly from behind. He tossed me flat down onto the bed, yanked off his shorts and then mine, positioned his gigantic body above mine, and pressed one of his beefy arms across my chest. I stared straight at his face, reaching around his back to feel the massive slabs of muscles that defined his lats and traps.
"Yea man, you check out this stud boy on top of you! Get a taste these monster arms!," as Mark pressed his right biceps into my mouth. "And feel up these massive pecs!," he bellowed.
My mouth and hands, as if on auto-pilot, worshipped this muscle boy. With my eight-incher pressed tightly against his rock hard mid-section, Mark shoved his own ten-inch beefy hard-on between my legs and jabbed it in and out between my legs, roughly kneading my balls with it. The muscles of his abs rubbed against my cock and the pre-cum that flowed out of me helped lubricate my dick, making the sensation even better.
I turned my head a little and got a glimpse of Pete, sweat beginning to make his long, smooth torso gleam, now squatting over Andy's face, propelling that enormous tool down Andy's hungry throat deeper and deeper with each thrust.
"Ah Pete man, I need to get fucked so bad by this giant cock," Andy gagged. "Shove it up my ass!"
Pete grinned and rolled off Andy's face so he could reach his gym bag, taking out a condom and a bottle of lube. He tossed the lube to Andy, who removed his shorts and began to grease his asshole, inserting one, then two fingers. Pete started unrolling a rubber onto his juiced-up prick and I said, "Better make it three fingers, Andy. It looks like you're really going to get fucked."
Mark lowered himself down onto me so that now almost his full weight was pressing me into the mattress. "And what about you?" He grabbed my face with his thick hand and looked almost maniacally deep into my eyes. "I know want this musclecock reaming open your homo ass, don't you? Huh, don't you?!"
"Oh yeah, you fucking stud. You know I want it," I panted. "Fuck me hard, boy!"
Mark grabbed another condom from Pete's gym bag and tore it open as I reached for the lube next to Andy. While I was anxiously getting ready for Mark's cock, Pete started pressing the thick, bell-shaped head of his monster dick deep through the crack of Andy's meaty Italian bubble-butt and against his moistened hole.
With an indescribable howl, Andy's ass was severed open and Pete's cockhead was absorbed inside. And in no time at all, Andy had managed to accept every last bit of Pete's big dick. His large, dangling ballsac whacked loosely against Andy's round butt as Pete thrust his cock all the way in, and then slowly hauled it all the way back out. Banging in; then draaagging back out. Methodically and repeatedly, almost hypnotically, Pete's dick travelled fully in and fully out of Andy's chute.
My attention, though, was quickly brought back to Mark who had his own big dick pressing into me. I raised my legs onto his broad shoulders just as he mercilessly drove right into me. At first it did hurt a bit as Mark just forged his way ruthlessly and completely into my ass, but soon I was getting used to his thick tool and really began to enjoy the ride.
I felt all over Mark's hard body, worshipping it, sucking away on his right biceps again, as his cock lunged deeper and more viciously into me. The striations of his buffed muscles stood out as he violently slammed me - physically, as well as verbally.
"Yeah, you fucking cocksucker. You're being pumped by a fucking monster!," Mark professed matter-of-factly. "You like being my fuck toy, huh?! You like taking dick up your ass, don't ya?! Being my fucking homo plaything?! Yeah, I've known all along, man. And this is gonna be your whole fucking purpose here at this school from now on. Dean of idolizing my whole fucking being. Dean of being this boy's dick receptacle! Yeah, you take it fag! Take this huge meat up your ass!," Mark ranted all the while as he kept plowing away.
Stroking myself in time to Mark's now frenzied, angry pounding, this muscle stud was in complete control of me, and he knew it. I started babbling, practically speaking in tongues from the incredible sensations of his fucking my guts out.
Mark's massive cock was throbbing so madly in me and his thrusts were coming even faster and harder now. And from the way he was breathing I knew he was close.
I mentally got ahold of myself a bit, urging him on, whispering in his ear, "Oh yeah, kid?! Come on, little boy! You fuck me with that big man dick of yours! Who's in charge now, huh? You, man! It's all you! Come on, you just ram that powercock in me and show me who's boss!"
"Ugh, you got that sooo fucking right! UGh, yeah, you take this muscle, faggot! Take my fucking meat. You're gonna take my MANload up that fag ass of yours every single fucking day! Oh man, yeah, take my cock. UGH, TAKE it! TAKE-MY-FUC-KING-LOOOOOOOOAD!," Mark bellowed as he somehow forced himself forward even another unexplored notch deeper into my gut, and I felt his cock ready to let loose.
That just totally sent me over the edge myself as I kept jerking my cock. I shot a big wad of cum that landed on my shoulder, followed by several more surges as I milked my dick of cum which shot against his hard body, some dripping back down onto me.
Just about to blow his own load, Mark unexpectedly yanked out of me, quickly jumped up on the bed and pulled off the rubber, and within a split-second he just dropped his body full-force down onto my face, successfully aiming his spewing cock right into my mouth.
Pete and Andy were still at it and, while now getting my tonsils lubricated and raped by Mark's still-swollen cock, I couldn't help but to also attend to the savage butt-fucking that Andy was getting from Pete's huge prick.
They were both coated in sweat, and, now at a frantic pace, Pete was like a piston, just piledriving relentlessly in and out of Andy's meaty ass. Pete had pinned Andy's arms over his head as Pete just pounded away from above into Andy, both of them gasping and groaning in guttural harmony with each thrust of Pete's gigantic erection.
"You want me to spew up your butt, buddy?," Pete roared. "Huh, you think can you handle this giant dick letting loose inside you?"
"Oh yeah, you flood me with that load! Shoot man, I've fucking earned it! Come on, you just fucking shoot every last drop right into me!," Andy grunted as streams of jism began to involuntarily hurl out from his own thick, throbbing piece of meat. The first spasm sent a load arcing over to his left, drenching my face, as Mark's meat continued to plug away in my throat.
"Oh man, I'm gonna let it all loose! You don't know, man, I get fucking bizarre. I'm gonna fucking tear your sweet ass up. You better be ready, bud!," Pete grunted he continued fucking like a lunatic.
"Oh buddy, you are so fucking hot," Pete continued as an insane look fell upon his face, "but you better be soooo ready man 'cause, oh my God!, Holy Shit!, Oh Fuck!, OH-MY-GOD-I-AM-GOING-TO-FUCKING- EX-PLOOOOODE!!!!!," Pete howled out from his gut, and I could tell even if only from his frantic bucking and banging that he was cumming so damn hard and deep inside Andy's gut.
Andy's load still continued to gush out of his own swollen cock; thick white blobs dripping onto his heaving chest as Pete just kept ripping uncontrollably into Andy, now pummelled up into a ball against the headboard, both of them shrieking out unintelligibly at this point, until we were all abruptly startled back into reality by the sudden applause of three guys, Mark's older brothers.