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Skater's Gym Boi
1 - First Time
I'm not a gym rat. I mean I use the gym at school sometimes, but mostly I board for exercise. Like a lot of skater bitches I'm kind of skinny. Twinkie, I guess, although I've got nice legs and a great butt from boarding. But I'm still a slender guy with skinny arms. I've got a smooth chest, and very hairy legs, so I get some looks for that. I've also got a nice package, about 8 inches and uncut, but because I'm usually half hard when I skate I guess it also gets me a lot of attention. The old pervs at the park like to make time on me, and when I get going, I let them swing on it. Not enough young guys are into skinny sweaty skaters I guess.
I'm mostly top with guys, and pretty dominant. I love calling guys nasty names and slapping them around while they work on my meat. As long as they get off on it. I called a guy a fag once when he was sucking me and he got all huffy and took off. Another guy just got off on it, went wild on my cock when I called him that, so I guess it takes all kinds.
Lately I've discovered something new: big-looking muscle guys really get off on being dommed. Even, or especially, when the guy is skinny like me. I guess it's all in your head.
I was in the gym at my school, showering up before a night of boring reading at the library, and there was this big buff guy giving me the eye. At least 6"2", tan and bulging with muscles everywhere, he was my physical opposite. He was soaping himself up real slow, working on his crack and his big round pecs, trying to put on a show. My stiffy responded, of course. He turned around and showed his little cock. It wasn't tiny or anything. Just average, but it looked really small compared to his huge body. And it was shaved, so it really looked like a little boy"s dick on a big muscly man body.
He gave me kind of a sheepish grin but started flexing his big muscles for me, almost posing. I rinsed off and as I walked passed him, he said, kinda quiet, "nice dick, guy".
"Thanks. You like nice fat juicy dicks?"
"Yes," he said. "I don't get to play with one very often."
I got bold and put a hand on his wet chest and stroked down his belly and brushed meat. "You build up all those big muscles to make up for your smaller size down there?" He nodded. "You like big ones though, don't you?"
He nodded again.
"What do you do to make the big ones happy?"
"Anything. Anything."
"Sounds like you know your place in the world. You wanna make mine happy?" He nodded. "Too bad I've got no place to take you," I said, and walked out, big chubby waving in the breeze. Got a couple of odd looks in the locker room, but nothing came of it. I toweled off at my locker and was about to pull on my clothes when muscle boy came by, still wet from the shower. His dick was all hard and jutting out the front of his towel. "I've got a place. Let me take care of your big cock," he said quietly.
He shook his head across the locker room toward the trainer's gym, the part of the gym used for rehab and the student athletes" training. He sauntered back there, giving me a nice long look at his hard little butt rolling under his towel has he walked toward the double doors of the trainers" gym.
I pulled up my shorts grabbed my gym bag and followed him. I had a moment where I wondered if he and his big gymrat buddies were gonna jump me and beat me up, but I figured an adventure was an adventure. Besides I was horny, and the thought of getting a hot muscle guy on his knees in front of my dick was, well, I guess that thought makes a lot of guys stupid.
The trainers" gym was empty, and he beckoned me through another door to the side, I guess where the pros kept their stuff, with benches, open lockers with some equipment hanging in them, and a couple of gym bags.
He got down on his knees and beckoned me to sit on the bench in front of him.
"You really want to take care of my dick?" I said, while I sat down and spread my legs in front of him? He nodded, head down. I decided to see how much he wanted to be dommed and how much he just wanted some dick to suck. I grabbed his chin and lifted his face to me. "Big muscle fucker like you and you're on your knees? Gonna suck down my cock and suck my skinny boy sperm down your slutty throat?" He nodded. I shook him. "Talk."
"Yes, sir. I'll take care of you the way you like."
"You could break a skinny bitch like me in half, and you're begging to take care of my nads, is that right?"
"Yes, sir."
I spat in his face. "Yeah, you're gonna take care of me, cuz I've got a big hard man dick, right?"
"Yes, sir."
"You're gonna let me slap you around and use your bitch holes to get my big man cock off."
"Oh gawd, yes sir."
"If you're good, maybe I'll leave a couple of marks on you to show your big bad muscle buddies."
"Oh, no, please, sir"
"Yeah, you want me to leave some nice red hand prints on your little butt, some bruises to explain to your buddies."
"Ohhhhh."
I let his head go and yanked my dick out of my shorts. "Start in on it. Do a good job."
He dove down on it, taking me down to the root on the first stroke. I felt his throat spasm and gag around it but he kept his head impaled on my big cock for quite a while. I made sure not to moan, cuz i didn't want him to think he was doing such a hot job. First rule of domming, gotta keep the bitches in their place, right? But as he came up for air I said "Yeah, you're a good slut. Know how to please a man with your holes." He started to flick his tongue around the head, under my foreskin which was still skinned up around the crown, and moaned his response. "Yeah, maybe I should take you to the park and share you with my skater buddies. Seven or eight of us, feeding you our hard skaterboy dicks and breeding your hungry fag cunt. Holding you down and stuffing your hot holes?"
"I'd like that, sir" he said between strokes on my cock. "I'd like you slap me around in front of your buddies. I'd show your friends what a good bitch I am for you, sir." Then he went back to sucking me, long lazy strokes up and down my whole dick. Fuck, I like that. But I kept up the trash talk, cuz it seemed to get him off too.
He'd gotten my cock nice and hard and skinned back my hood with his lips as he laved the exposed head. "Yeah, that's good. You've got some talent, cocksucker."
He moaned and worked at the head of my cock even harder. How could I disappoint such an eager bitch? I pulled his head close and gave his throat a few hard jabs which seemed to turn him on even more. He started to grope himself.
I slapped him again, hard, so his head swung to the side leaving my meat waving in the air, his spit dripping off the tip.
"Did I say you could play with yourself, dickhead?"
"Nn-no, sir."
"I thought you knew your place, boy." He was probably a bit older than I was, certainly at least the same age, and close to twice my size, muscle-wise, but I figured it was worth calling him 'boy' to establish the power between us. I nudged at his dick and balls with my foot. "But I guess we're gonna have to teach you some lessons."
I went on. "What a pathetic little dick." I gave him a little kick down there. "Look at you, big fucking muscle man, on his knees with his pencil prick all hard. What does a fucking fag slut need with a dick and balls anyway. Maybe I should do you a favor and cut "em off."
His eyes got wide but he didn't say anything. I figured maybe the idea wasn't such a turn on for him. Frankly, wasn't for me either. But the power was getting to me. Still nudging him hard in the nads with my foot, I went on. "I wouldn't want my buds to get the wrong idea, that I was fucking around with some fag."
"Your buds?"
"Yeah, my skinny skater buds. You remember them, shithead? We hang by the park. Lotta pervs come to stand around and gape at us. You one of them?"
He continued to look down. I pulled his face into my crotch and he started to lick and nuzzle my balls. Smart guy. Doesn't take too much for him to figure out what I like.
"Lotta old guys. Like to swing on young hard cock. Like you." His hot wet tongue snaked out and started licking under my balls. "Mmm, yeah, that's good, bitch. Sometimes I let one of them suck me in the crapper, I tell all my buds and suddenly he's got all the dick he can handle. Then he gets tired and we have to rough him up. But we figure a hole that wants hot boy jizz better be grateful for all that he gets. Isn't that right?"
I grabbed his hair and pulled him deeper between my legs. His tongue started to paint my sac and the area between my balls and my asshole. "Yeah, he oughta worship any real MAN who deigns to let him sniff his big hard meat, isn't that right?"
I lifted one of my legs and he dove his tongue up my hole, murmuring and nodding his agreement with my story. "Usually we bone chicks together, my buds and me. Lotta fine easy pussy hot for a good fuck. So why should we waste it on a pathetic fag like you?"
"You'd really share me with your friends?" he asked between slurps.
"Fuck yeah, a guy doesn't hold out on his buds. But If I'm gonna take them a wild fagwhore like you, I have to know you're going to give them a real good time." His tongue started to dart in and out of my hole. I love getting my hole licked, but usually a guy who does that for me wants to fuck it. Not that I mind letting a guy do me that way either, but it's not really my thing. So I grabbed the muscle bottom's hair and pulled him off, turned around and pulled him back in, so he had his whole face in my crack. He went wild.
"Yeah, baby, worship your man's hole. Show me your worthy of my big cock, even though you only have two holes to give me." He palmed my butt cheeks in his big hands, lifted me clean off the bench and pressed his face into me. Using the flat of his tongue he lapped all the way up my crack from below my hole to the small of my back, up and down again and again. It was fucking great.
I felt his thick tongue twist in my tight little hole and felt him try to pull my sphincter open with his fingers to get in deeper. I slapped his hands away. "Did I tell you you could touch me with your hands, fag?"
"No, sir."
"Get your fucking face on the ground and stick your pussy ass in the air where it belongs.
He obeyed.
"You can't keep those hands still, use them to show me your fag pussy."
He reached one hand around his hip and another between his legs. He rubbed his asslips and then dug his fingers into the tight pink hole.
"Make some noise, bitch, so I know how hungry that cunt is."
He let out a long low moan as he hooked his fingers and yanked his hole open about an inch. Like the rest of him, the ringed muscle bulged and twitched as he tugged on it. "My ass is so hungry for your hard cock, sir," he groaned. "Please fuck my hot tight hole."
I bent down and reached between his legs. I gripped his dick and balls in my left hand and gave him a squeeze and tug. "That idea turn you on, boy? My big thick mancock in your pathetic little hole?"
"Mmm, yes, sir. Please, sir."
I spat on his open hole and watched as is fingers massaged it in. "You big muscle jock buddies should see you like this, all bent over, your little dick all hard thinking about my cock penetrating your back door." His cock twitched in my hand.
"Nn-no please, sir, they don't know about me."
"They haven't figured out how hot you are to get fucked? I bet you drool all over yourself watching them pump up their big muscles. I bet this little dick of yours gets all hard smelling their hot sweat and hearing them grunt and groan."
"No, sir, I keep it under control...most of the time."
I tugged on his nads and they gave another jerk and leaked a drool of precum all over my hand. "yeah, I bet. I bet they know all about you. I bet they're just waiting for you to play drop the soap before they jump your faggot bones." Yeah, that got him going. Two fingers on each hand disappeared into his hole.
"But you don't want that shriveled, roided out meat in you, do you? You want big hard, all natural bone in your hole."
"I want yours, sir. Please, please fuck me now."
I got behind him and slapped my dickmeat in his crack, letting my precum splatter over his fingers. "Why should I give you my pretty cock, fuckboi?"
"I need it, I need it real bad! Pleeeaasseee!" he moaned.
"Why?"
"Because I'm a hungry fuck pig. I need your big cock inside me!" he whined.
I pulled his hands into the small of his back and rubbed the leaky head of my dick around his asslips. "Yeah, fuckpig. You need this hard meat in you."
"Yes, yes! Please!!"
"You need to be bred hard and deep by a real man," I snarled.
"Yes, I need you and your big hard mancock to pound my ass and seed me deep!"
I started to push the head into his quivering hole and felt it open eagerly for a dicking. "Tell me how bad you need it, bitch!"
"Please, sir, please fuck me with your pretty dick!" I slipped the head in and felt the ring squeeze down around my shaft. "Oh, yeah, I need it so bad. I was born for it. I was made just to be fucked by hard cock. By YOUR big hard cock. Stick it in me. Pound my muscle ass and cream my guts with your hot load."
"Okay, baby, you want it? Take it! Take it all!!" I heaved my hips and shoved the thick shaft past his anal ring and buried my dick pubes deep up his meaty behind.
"Oh, gaaaawwwwddd, yeesssss!!!" he hissed through clenched teeth. I drew out slowly and then pounded into him again as hard as I could. I held his forearms into his back with both of my fists (I could barely get my hands around them) and I jackhammered his guts with my meat. His head and shoulders slipped forward and I slowly pounded him prone against the cold tile floor. "Fuck yes, fuck me good."
Sweat covered us both and I have to say I got off watching his muscular back and shoulders shudder and struggle against the onslaught. My own sweat dripped off my face and down onto his hips. "Yeah, you musclebound pussy! You're my fuckbitch, now, aren't you? You're gonna take care of my big hard fuckstick from now on, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes oh fuck yes," he whimpered.
"You're gonna use that pretty ass and tight throat to milk all the mancream out of me."
"Yes, yes anything, sir, as long as I get to service your big cock."
"Shit, bitch, your hungry overmuscled hole is making me hot to blow! You want me to paint your guts with my cream? Or do you want it in your faggot face?"
"Anything, anything for you."
I slapped what I could see of his face which was still scraping against the concrete floor. "Anything for me, WHAT?"
"Sir! Anything for you, sir!"
"Maybe you haven't earned my wad yet. Maybe you don't deserve it!"
"Please, please, feed me your hot balljuice!" he choked, "I need it sooo baad!"
"Maybe I should cum in your faggot face! Maybe I should make you wear my cum around so all your fucking musclehead buddies can see what a whore you are!"
"No, sir, please," he moaned, but then without missing a beat he said "anything, anything you want, just please give me your white hot load."
I never thought my hips could buck as hard as they did when I heard that. I guess my body threw it into high gear, because I could hear the wet slaps of my body against his with every stroke. I felt my balls go tight and my cocktube start to pulse. Usually, I try to hold off, but this scene was too hot for me.
I bobbed my head down and caught one of right ear in my teeth. "Gonna cum," I hissed into ear, "gonna blow a big hot load of spooge up your fuckhole!"
"YES! YES!" he cried.
"GONNA ... GONNNA ... AWWWWFUUUUCCCKKK!!!!!" and my dick exploded up inside his rectum. I've had some good hard cums before, but this was fucking hot. My whole cock seemed to throb with each wad as it flew, like every sperm was elbowing its buddies out of the way to be the first one to swim up this muscle pig's horny hole. I actually saw stars and thought I might black out, but I tried to keep the trash talk up. "FUCK! TAKE IT! TAKE MY SWEET LOAD! TAKE EVERY FUCKING WAD!"
Underneath me he was humping back as hard as I was pounding him. Those muscular globes were milking every drop out of my hard fucksnake, and at the same time roughing his own meat into the concrete floor. I felt his prostate spasm as his whole body seized into a tight knot and he blew his load.
He recovered before I did, and sort of heaved himself up to all fours, me still lying over his back and my dick still buried in him. "Thank you, sir!" he panted, "Thank you for fucking me so good!"
"You're a good fuck, muscle boy," I breathed into his ear.
"Thank you, sir."
My meat finally softened up and I felt it slip out of his clutching asshole. "Nice. Maybe I'll throw you another load sometime."
"Oh yes, sir, please!" he whined, almost like a little kid. Good. He was a hot guy. I wouldn't mind doing him again. Even him doing me if that's what it took.
"If you're really, really good, maybe I'll introduce you to my buds."
"Are they hung like you?"
"I don't know," I chuckled, "what do you think I am, some kind of fag who's checked out all my friends' dicks?"
"Oh, no, sir! You're all man. I want all your mancream so I can be a hot fucking man like you."
Man, he was in some really twisted space, but hey, that's fun too. "Yeah, I'll give you all the cream you can handle. And arrange for all my butch friends to, too!"
"Oh, god," he moaned. I rolled off his big body and onto my back on the floor next to him. "You will? Really?" he asked.
I smiled up at him. "A guy doesn't hold out on his buds."
"No, I guess he doesn't." He bent his smiling face down to mine. "May I kiss you, sir?"
It probably wasn't a good way to maintain my status as an alpha male, but he was just too adorable. And I liked the idea of having a big, tall, butch-looking muscle stud as my personal whore. So I kissed him and sucked his tongue into my mouth for a while.
"Now lick my dick clean of your fag fuck juices." And he did.