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The Life and Times of Daryl Tanner
Chapter Twenty-four
So, I hadn't seen him yet, but I'd already heard about him from Darrell and Jerod and Rasheed.
Darrell texted me: 'Fell outa my chair. Impossible muscle kid. Sasha. Tanner got to see. You too.'
Jerod texted: 'WOW WOW. You gotta see new kid. Monster'.
Rasheed texted: 'new kid: Sasha. Bigger than me !!!'
All three texts came within 15 seconds of each other. Of course, I wasn't supposed to have my phone on, but some teachers are more lenient than others, and besides I was Mrs. Miller's favorite student and had stored up lots of brownie points. Of course, Darrell and Jerod and Rasheed were not supposed to be using their phones either, but that tells you what an impression this 'Sasha kid' made on them.
Darrell and Jerod and Rasheed were all in Mr. Spreck's period five U.S. History class together, while I was in Mrs. Miller's English class.
So. Sasha. Who in the hell would name their kid Sasha? And whoever he was, I simply couldn't believe that he could be bigger than Rasheed. Nobody was bigger than Rasheed. Except Tanner and Tommy of course, but Rasheed's body was perfect, and he was a bodybuilding contest winner.
Rasheed texted again: 'perfect body. desire -- love -- lust -- envy. I'm dying'
What the fuck? Rasheed envied him? That was impossible. Nobody had better definition than Rasheed. Nobody, not even Tanner. This new kid must really be incredible.
Darrell was outside my classroom door, I swear, within ten seconds of the bell. "You gotta see this kid, Charlie. He's incredible. He might be bigger than Tanner. He's huge."
"Don't be stupid" I said. "Nobody's bigger than Tanner. You know that."
"I'm telling you" Darrell said excitedly. "You gotta see him. Even Rasheed is amazed. This kid could win any bodybuilding contest in a minute. And he's gorgeous too."
"So, who is he?" I asked.
"New kid. Just transferred in from Arabit or Europea or someplace. His dad's military I think. Mr. Grant brought him into our History class and asked Rasheed to show him around. Rasheed is with him now and I think he damn near peed his pants."
"So even fat old Mr. Grant recognizes perfect bodies when he sees them" I laughed. "He put them together."
"Yeah, amazing isn't it?" Darrell said. "Him and Rasheed would make a perfect pair. Two perfect specimens."
"Jesus, this is unbelievable."
"Rasheed's with him now," Darrell laughed, "showing him the ropes. Just wait until you see him, you won't believe it. I swear, Rasheed was totally bowled over by this kid."
"Jesus, I can hardly wait" I said. "And I can't wait for Tanner to see him. What's he gonna think?"
"We'll find out. Gotta go." He turned to head off to his next class. "Oh, by the way. Mr. Spreck caught me texting" he said. "I gotta see him after school so I'll be a little late."
"Okay. We'll wait" I said.
Someone as muscular and awesome as Tanner? Was that possible? I didn't believe it for even one second. That simply wasn't possible. There ain't nobody around like Tanner.
I was on the edge of my seat throughout sixth and seventh periods, wanting to get the day over so I could talk to Tanner.
But finally, there we were, me and Tanner at his locker.
"Did you hear?" I asked.
"Of course, I heard" he said. "It's going around the school like wildfire. He must be something really special. I hear even Rasheed is impressed."
"Yeah, he texted me. He said the guy was perfect."
I told Darrell we'd wait for him, so we just stood there talking for a moment. Then we saw and heard a commotion down the hallway. I couldn't really see him, but it had to be this new kid: Sasha. I don't know what happened to Rasheed, but all I could see now was a blond head sticking up in the middle of a gaggle of girls, surrounded by them. Is that the word? Gaggle? There must have been a dozen, or maybe more surrounding him and all of them talking at the same time. It could only be the new kid, and obviously he was a magnet for the girls.
"Let's go" Tanner said. "Darrell can catch up with us outside." I grabbed Tanner's backpack. I was more than happy to have the chance to carry it today instead of Darrell. We headed outside. Tommy was on his way in to run his bodybuilding class, so we talked to him for a minute, telling him all about this new kid. "I gotta get him into my bodybuilding class" Tommy said.
Tanner and I waited for almost ten minutes, but Darrell didn't show, and we were about ready to leave without him.
Then, up walks the new kid. Yeah, the new kid, Sasha. No girls, just him. Wasn't any question who he was, because anybody in their right mind would notice this guy from a mile away.
And, Jesus, he was even better looking than they had said. Blond hair, a bleached blond 'beach boy' type on a perfect movie star face. He was wearing a snug green golf shirt, not skintight but just perfectly form-fitting everywhere except the sleeves where the big bulge of his biceps stretched the material almost to its tearing point. He was wearing the ubiquitous jean cutoffs, straining around his enormous thighs.
The contrast between him and Tanner was phenomenal. They were both perfect physical specimens, their bodies damn near identical. Yeah, two perfectly muscled bodies attached to movie star faces; the distinctive color difference between Tanner's Latin light brown and Sasha's European white was breath taking. Any modeling agency would go crazy over them as a contrasting couple (except they were probably too big to be models).
And, oh yes, Sasha had one healthy bulge in his crotch which looked like it had potential to compare to Tanner's.
He had a great big smile on his face as he walked up, making him look damn near angelic.
"Hey, man" he said. "You must be Tanner." Tanner was as surprised as I was as the guy stuck out his hand. Tanner stuck out his hand.
"Ahhh, yeah. I'm Tanner. And you?"
"Sasha. Glad to meet you" he said as they shook. "Had to escape into the boys to get rid of them," he laughed as he glanced back at the door to the school. "They can be a real pain." Obviously, he was talking about that gaggle of girls that had been surrounding him.
"I've heard about you Tanner."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, amazing stuff. And all of it good of course" he laughed. God, what a looker. He had to have the most perfect teeth on the planet and when he laughed his whole face just glowed. Jesus, he was good looking. And his tan! Tanner was naturally a beautiful shade of brown, but Sasha's beach-boy tan was every bit as beautiful.
Then he turned, actually noticing me. "I heard about you too, Charlie" he said. "And you're even cuter than I heard." He turned to Tanner. "I take it he belongs to you?" That shocked the hell out of me, but then he shocked me even more by reaching over and rubbing the back of his hand against my cheek. "Sweet. Real sweet" he said.
"Hey" I said and stepped back.
"Don't be shy, little one, I won't hurt you" he chuckled and turned back to Tanner. "Tanner, he's a pretty one, just my type. Do you loan him out?"
What the fuck? What was with this guy? We'd known him now for, like, ten seconds, and he's not only recognized that we're gay, but he was also way, way beyond that. Obviously, he also recognized that Tanner was a top and I was his bottom and I belonged to him. How in the fuck did he come up with this in all of ten seconds? And not only that, but he also wanted to get me on a loan? He was asking Tanner to give me to him? He was telling us he wanted to fuck me? Jesus Christ!
The things coming out of this guy's mouth were sending shock waves through me and Tanner both. Could this guy really be saying this shit? Was this for real? Could he really be this brazen? This was unbelievable.
Then Tanner started laughing. I mean, really laughing, huge belly laughs. "Oh shit" he howled as he laughed uproariously, unable to control it. Sasha just smiled, showing those gorgeous teeth.
Then he reached up and patted my cheek and rubbed his finger over my lips.
Oh, yeah, he was gorgeous, and I was flattered that he thought I was cute and evidently wanted me. And as you know, I'm wild about muscles, so of course I found him incredibly attractive; his spectacularly muscled body was almost a mirror image of Tanner's. Yeah, he was beautiful and there ain't nothing wrong with me recognizing that. But I belonged to Tanner. I didn't want anyone else, no matter how gorgeous.
"You and me are going to be great friends" Tanner said and laughed with delight as he stepped forward, put his arms around Sasha and gave him a big hug. Sasha returned the hug. Two spectacularly gorgeous muscle-bound hunks hugging each other in the schoolyard. Then, stepping back momentarily, Tanner stared into Sasha's eyes. There was a slight pause and then he leaned in and kissed him, on the lips, just a light peck.
Sasha's smile got even bigger as he returned the quick kiss. "You know it man" he said. "In fact, you're already my best friend."
That's when Darrell walked up. "Hi guys. I made it" he said. We all turned to him. There was a momentary pause. Then Sasha spoke.
"Jesus, you know how to pick them" he said. "The beauties and the hunks. You're definitely going to be my best friend."
"Huh?" Darrell said as he reached over and grabbed Tanner's backpack from me. That was still standard practice for him, carrying Tanner's backpack. "What's going on?" he asked. Darrell is always so enamored with Tanner that I think that as gorgeous as Sasha was, he hardly noticed him at first glance. But now he did take note. "Wow! You met him already."
"Hi, I'm Sasha" Sasha said as he stuck out his hand. Darrell reached up and they shook and kept shaking. Even when they stopped shaking Sasha held on to his hand. I don't think he was crushing it or anything, but he sure wasn't in any hurry to let go. Darrell looked surprised but didn't make a big deal about it and just let Sasha hold his hand.
"How about this one, Tanner. Available for loan?" Sasha asked, with a big grin on his face.
"What the fuck" Tanner sputtered, barely able to get the words out through his laughter. I swear, he was about to bust a gut from laughing. Darrell simply looked bewildered.
"I like you, boy" Sasha said. "You wrestle?"
"Wha.... Ahhh. Yeah. As a matter of fact, yeah, I do wrestle" Darrell said with a startled tone.
"Fantastic," Sasha said. "I'd love to wrestle you. You could show me some moves." Darrell simply looked surprised and confused at this action. But I had to laugh to myself because my best bet was that with all those muscles, Sasha would be an experienced wrestler and more than likely, he would be the one showing the moves.
But his was all going too fast for Darrell. "Hey man, what's going on. Who in the hell are you?"
"Sasha is my new best friend" Tanner laughed, "and it sounds like he wants to be your friend too. You interested?"
"Hey, man, ah.... Tanner. You know I don't ...."
"You'd have a good time, Darrell" Sasha chuckled, interrupting. "I'd make sure of that."
"Hey, man ...." Darrell tried to say.
"Have a go" Tanner said. "It's alright with me." He was still laughing, but I couldn't believe he said that. He was giving Darrell, one of his 'harem' members to this new guy who he'd known for, like, five minutes?
Darrell still looked totally bewildered as he watched Tanner and Sasha negotiating for him.
All this time, Sasha had been holding onto Darrell's hand, but now he jerked him forward and swung him around, putting an arm around him and pulling him in close. And, markedly, he pressed his crotch against Darrell's ass.
"Hey" Darrell yelled as Sasha held him.
"You gonna get hard for me, baby?" Sasha asked as he reached down and coped a feel between Darrell's legs. He made a point of humping his crotch against Darrell's ass a couple times.
"Let go, man" Darrell yelled and started to struggle, so Sasha, laughing, let him go. Now, I gotta remind you that Darrell ain't no pussy, he's a stud; very masculine. Except for me and Mr. Carson, all of Tanner's boys were hunky studs; he wouldn't-a picked them otherwise.
So, Darrell doesn't take any shit from anybody. But Sasha was so big and so perfect and so intimidating that he did seem to be unnerved.
"You got a place, Tanner?" Sasha asked. "I hear tell you've got your own house." Jesus, this guy seemed to know everything about us, about Tanner.
Tanner still couldn't stop laughing at Sasha's incredible brazenness. He was acting in exactly the same manner that Tanner might have been acting under similar circumstances, and Tanner was loving it.
"Shit, yeah, come on. Let's go" Tanner laughed as he started off. "Come on, Darrell. You're going to have an adventure." He took Darrell by the arm as we headed home.
"Tanner, please" Darrell said.
"Don't worry, man. It'll be good" Sasha said.
What can I say? I mean, really. What can I say? I was as shocked as Darrell was. I couldn't believe what was happening.
Darrell seemed to be caught somewhere between bewilderment and intimidation; this was all going so fast. But, as we headed home, I noticed he kept glancing at Sasha; in fact, it seemed like he couldn't keep his eyes off of him.
And I swear, as we walked, that look of surprise and bewilderment on his face was beginning to change to one of curiosity. Yeah. Curiosity at first and then maybe interest, and finally maybe even lust. I mean, we've already established that Sasha is incredibly gorgeous, so I think it may have been sinking in to Darrell what was happening, and he was beginning to get excited. I know for a fact that he was now showing a bulge in his pants.
When we got to my house and in the front hallway, Tanner grabbed Darrell by the shoulders, pulled him in close, and looked him in the eye. "You like to get fucked by me" he said, making it a firm statement.
"Well, yes, Tanner, but ...."
"You like being under my control."
"Well, yes, but ...."
"You'll do anything for me."
"Tanner, please. Yes, of course. But ...."
"You're going to go with muscle boy here."
"Tanner, I only want ...."
"Sasha is my buddy. And I share with my buddy."
"But you just met him."
"Yeah. So?"
"I mean, he's your .... But .... you just met him."
"Yeah, I did" Tanner said and turned to Sasha. "Fresh meat Sasha. You'll like him."
"Tanner ...." Darrell started to say.
Tanner ignored Darrell. "Buddies share and share alike, Sasha, so you owe me."
"Okay Tanner" Sasha said with a laugh. "I owe you one."
"Tanner ...." Darrell tried again.
Tanner gave Darrell's butt a good squeeze and joined Sasha in laughter. "This one is barely broke in but he might need some discipline."
"That's fine, Tanner" Sasha said. "Discipline's my specialty. I know how to bring my boy's around."
"Tanner, I ......" Darrell started once more.
"End of subject" Tanner said as he grabbed him by the shirt collar, almost lifting him off his feet, and marched him up the stairs, Sasha and me following behind. I couldn't help but admire Sasha from the back. He not only had a perfect body and a perfect face, but he had an ass that wouldn't quit. I'm not really an ass man, but when a guy's really got it, you can't help but notice. Tanner has an ass, oh yeah does he ever, and I'm always in awe of him, but now I'm in awe of this guy as well.
Tanner led the way and opened the door to his bedroom. Giving Darrell a slight shove into the room, he turned to Sasha. "Have fun" Tanner said. He let Sasha enter and then closed the door.
"We're not going to watch" I asked, really shocked. I mean, what was the point if we couldn't see it. I was hard just thinking about it. Tanner didn't respond but just led me into my own bedroom. He stopped in the middle of the room, which was my signal to strip him. I dropped the backpacks, got on my knees and removed his shoes and socks. Then I pulled down his shorts and finally stood and pulled his shirt up and off.
He stretched and performed a double bicep pose as I stepped back and watched. As always, I was literally staggered that any human being could look as fabulous as Tanner. The youthfulness, the body, the face, making a package of indescribable perfection. And as always, I gasped in amazement and got instantly hard.
He gave me a grin, a really big grin which sent chills of excitement up my spine, and then stepped over to the beanbag chair and turned on the TV. Quickly, in a matter of seconds in fact, I stripped down to my bikini as well. He changed channels a couple times and then turned to me and cocked his head in a 'come hither' motion.
My heartbeat instantly picked up as I scurried over and started to get on my knees in front of him. Instant excitement: we were going to get it on. However, as I started to get down, he motioned with his fingers, telling me to stay on my feet, so I stood in front of him and looked up into his eyes.
He slapped me. (whap) Just like that. I yelped.
"You liked him, didn't you?" he asked. "You wanted him." I was shocked of course, and that slap stung. What was going on? This was so blatantly unfair. He knows how I feel about him. He knows I would never want anyone else.
"Tanner. Ahhh ...., Master" I said in a shocked tone of voice. "Master, please. It's only you. I belong to you. I didn't want him."
"Lier" he chuckled. "He's beautiful, isn't he? Isn't he?"
"Yes, of course he's beautiful" I said as I began to get tears in my eyes. The tears were not from the pain, but from him doubting me. That really hurt. "He may be beautiful, but I don't want him. I don't want anybody but you, Tanner." He grabbed me and pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head. I was sniffling, but I was not going to cry. Even though I was hurt I wasn't going to let myself cry.
"I love you, Tanner" I mumbled with my face against his chest. I reached around him and hugged him as tight as I could as I felt his hand slide down and squeeze my ass.
"I know you do, baby. I know you do." We just lay there together for a few minutes hugging each other before he spoke again.
"What do you want from me?" he whispered in my ear. "What do you want from me right now? This very moment?" I think he was still chuckling; it sounded like he was laughing as he spoke. Was there any question as to my response to that? Of course not.
"I want you to fuck me, Master" I said softly. "You know I worship you, so please fuck me."
"That's what I thought" he laughed. "Get me ready." He fluffed my hair as I dropped to my knees and pulled his bikini down. Before I had a chance to latch onto his prick, he sat down in the beanbag chair. I crawled in between his legs, buried my face in his crotch and looking up at his face, started licking his balls.
Tanner liked lots of saliva and loved hearing me when I slobbered over his crotch, so I coughed up some flem and in just seconds had his balls awash in my spit. I started humming softly in the back of my throat as I lapped away at him, licking and sucking and giving him loud kisses. Jesus, I loved this. Worshiping my man, worshiping my master, showing him my single-minded devotion to him.
I wanted to have sex with Tanner at least six times a day, but he had so many other followers that he seldom got around to me, so you can bet that right now; now that I had a chance, I was going to damn near kill myself giving him the greatest pleasure he could possibly imagine.
I know Tanner likes a slow build up, so I kept on working his balls, sticking my tongue under them and reaching as far back as I could between his legs. I got a thrill when he slid down in the chair and raised his legs a little, giving me access to his ass. Shit, he liked it. He liked what I was doing. I jammed my face into his butt crack and started licking up a storm.
"Oh, yeah, Charlie" he swooned. "You know how to do it." I loved it that he called me Charlie. That made it more personal than 'baby' or 'honey'. I mean, I loved him calling me 'baby' and 'honey' but when he was fucking he called everybody that. Recognizing that it was me, 'Charlie' who was licking his ass made it personal.
He let me go at it for several minutes, so I crammed my nose into the crack and kept right on licking and sucking. I wasn't going to quit until he forced me to quit.
But finally, he dropped his legs, pushing my face back out of his crack. "You're getting me hot, baby," (baby?) he said. "Get on my cock." I raised up and saw that his cock was not fully hard yet, but it was damn close; perhaps eight inches and growing. I grabbed just the head in my mouth and just teased it with my tongue. I knew he liked this, and sometimes the tip was so sensitive that it drove him crazy.
"Ohhhh" he moaned. "Oh shit. Charlie, you're killing me." I kept right on doing what I was doing.
But like every time when I had a chance to get Tanner's prick in my mouth, I had something to prove to him. So, taking a deep breath, I swallowed it. Slowly pushing down and letting it slide in, I felt it press against my throat and then continue, forcing my throat to open to take him.
I kept going until my nose and my lips were pressed tightly against his crotch. I swallowed three times knowing that the pressure of my throat against his prick would give him feelings of almost unbearable delight. Then I pulled back. Taking a deep breath, I did it again. And then again, and again. Yeah, four times, going all the way with my nose mashed into his crotch, holding it for a couple seconds, swallowing a couple times, and then retreating.
"Oh, shit" Tanner moaned. "Charlie, Charlie, Charlie." He was fully hard now, all ten inches. I so much loved sucking him, giving him pleasure, and it was sheer joy to hear him moaning in elation from my ministrations. There was literally nothing on this earth that gave me more pleasure than knowing that I was putting my master into a state of ecstasy. God, I loved him, I loved doing this for him.
"Ohhh, you're too much, Charlie" Tanner laughed as he finally pushed my head back off his cock. My grin must have been a mile wide as I looked up at him, seeing that look of elation on his face. "But I got to fuck you, baby. You greased up?"
"Ahhh, no" I said. We'd only just come from school, so he knew I wasn't.
"I'm ready to fuck" he said. "You've got twenty seconds." It took me two seconds to make sense of what he said, and then I jumped up and tore to the bathroom. Tanner generally used spit, not cream to fuck since it made for a tighter fit, but obviously today he couldn't wait.
I grabbed my tube of cream, squeezed out a drop and rubbed it around my crack. Getting another drop, I pushed my finger in and rubbed the cream around quickly. I knew better than to use too much cream, because Tanner always wanted a tight fit and didn't want to slide in too easily. Not at first anyway. It was going to hurt like hell when he opened me up, but that was the best kind of hurt in the world. There is really nothing more exhilarating than experiencing pain while giving your lover pleasure. In fact, the more painful it was, the more thrilling it was, because Tanner would know that I was willing to sacrifice my all to show him my complete and total devotion.
I ran back into the bedroom and got on my knees in front of him. I know it was less than twenty seconds.
"Up" he said, and as I got to my feet, he grabbed me by the waist. "Spread your legs" he said. As I spread my legs, he pulled me into his lap, my knees going on either side of him. Very carefully, he lined his very hard dick up with my hole and slowly eased me down on it.
The pain was there, but I didn't make a sound. Why? Because I loved it.
I loved it, I loved it, I loved it. I've known Tanner for months now, and I've been madly in love with him the whole time, a devoted worshiper, and he'd only fucked me four times. Can you believe it? Only four times. Hell, I wanted it every day. So, yes, I loved what he was doing.
I couldn't help but show some pain in my face, and Tanner could see it, but he wasn't hesitating. He knew how badly I wanted this, and he also knew I didn't care how badly it hurt as long as he was using me. I think he knew that taking his pleasure from me, being totally selfish and seemingly without a single thought for my own wellbeing, would give me an incredible sense of fulfillment and yes, even triumph. There was nothing better than him showing his power and control over me. Using me. Owning me.
Then he moaned: "Jesus, you're tight." Right through the pain I felt a lightning bolt of excitement shoot through me: he was loving it. My Master, my lover, was relishing the taking of my ass.
What can I say? I felt a warm glow of passion as he very slowly rammed his voluminous prick into my tight little hole. He kept going in one long smooth shot until he was in as far as he could go. At least eight inches jammed all the way up my butt.
"Oh, fuck" he moaned as he held me there.
"Oh, fuck" was all I could say.
"Grab on" I heard him say so I put my arms around his neck.
Reaching under my legs, he lifted them up to his shoulders and stood up with me doubled up against him, my feet sticking up in the air. Grabbing my ass with both hands and lifting me slightly, he pulled me almost off his prick and then slowly lowered me back down, this time sinking all ten inches into me. This still hurt but a whole lot less than the original penetration, but then he did it again. And again, and again, slowly but surely easing it up and down. He must have done it at least eight times, pulling out just a few inches and then back in, gradually opening me up and allowing his prick to slide easier. And it turned to pure pleasure.
"Open your eyes, pup" he said. I hadn't even realized I had them tightly closed, but now I popped them open and looked into his face. "Jesus, you're a hot little thing" he chuckled. Looking into that handsome face with those beautiful green eyes: my Master holding me, my Master fucking me, my heart felt it would break and I began to tear up with my deep love for him.
"Master, master. Thank you, master" I whispered. No pain now, but only pleasure but I almost wished it would come back, because any suffering I endured while giving Tanner pleasure was euphoric for me. And I know Tanner recognized and respected my willingness to suffer for him.
The greatest satisfaction I could achieve was by Tanner using me and me being able to see the incredible look of exultation on his face.
"Let go" he said, and I unclasped my hands from behind his neck, dropping them to his shoulders. Holding me by the waist, he lowered me slightly, putting me on a sixty-degree angle from him. Bending his knees slightly, he lifted me almost off his dick and then lowered me back down. He did this a couple times, very slowly, his dick sliding easily in and out of me now.
"You're like a little doll, honey" he said with a laugh. "I gotta do this more often." And yes, I was like a little doll to him. He had me by over a hundred pounds since I only weighed about one hundred twenty or so and with all that muscle, I was no more than a toy for him to play with.
And now he treated me like a toy, bouncing me up and down on his prick like I weighed no more than a feather. He'd go slow a couple times, and then lift me up and slam me down, slamming his hips up at the same time, really banging it in and getting a grunt out of me each time.
After just a couple minutes he started walking around the room, keeping the fuck going. Every once in a while, he'd grab my shoulders and ram his dick into me three or four times as hard as he could, cramming every last centimeter of his bloated dick into my ass.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah" he grunted as he banged into me, while I yelped uncontrollably 'ugh, ugh, ugh" with each thrust.
I swear he must have walked a half a mile over the next twenty minutes. Yeah, twenty minutes. He didn't want it to stop. And seeing that look in his eyes, that look of exultation and total joy, I didn't want it to end either. I can't even describe how wonderful it felt, being carried about by a muscle man, being a true submissive to his strength, as well as the fabulous feeling of his prick up my butt. I was willing to hang there on his big whanger forever.
He began to sweat after a bit and it began to drip off his chin, and I couldn't help but note that his magnificent arms and shoulders and pectorals glowed as if they were oiled.
But finally, he went to the bed and put me down on it. Pushing my legs up and away, he started slamming into me, hard and fast. I kept looking at his face which now had a look of determination, totally focused on his prick.
It only took thirty, maybe forty seconds and he let out a howl and let go.
"Ohhhhh Shiiiiiiit" he yelled as he slammed into me one final time.
After our shower, I was cuddled up next to Tanner in the beanbag chair when the knock came on the door. Tanner had let me shower with him this time and we were now dressed in matching red bikinis.
"In" Tanner shouted.
Darrell came in first wearing just his bikini, followed by Sasha in white jockey shorts. Their hair was wet, so they must have just come from the shower. Both of them had big smiles on their faces.
Sasha reached around Darrell, grabbed his shoulder and pulled him close. Darrell got a sheepish grin on his face.
"You've got a beautiful boy here, Tanner" Sasha said as he squeezed Darrell's shoulder. "What do you want for him?"
Tanner laughed. "You like that, huh? You like a hunky piece of ass?"
"You bet. This boy is hot. Aren't you, baby?" Lifting his hand from Darrell's shoulder to his face, he pulled his head over against his shoulder and gave him a couple pats on the cheek. Again, Darrell got that sheepish grin on his face.
"Maybe we can negotiate" Tanner said. "What have you got to offer?"
"How about I have him carry your backpack around for a week" Sasha said with a laugh. We all laughed at that, even Darrell, because we all knew that he had been carrying Tanner's stuff for months now.
"Sold" Tanner said with a laugh. "I haven't had an offer like that for weeks." Sasha still had his hand on Darrell's cheek, and now pulled his head around and gave him a kiss.
"Is this okay with you, baby?" he asked, looking into his eyes. Darrell looked him in the eye, and then looked over at me.
"Charlie" Tanner said, noticing the look on Darrell's face. "You and Darrell. You okay with this?" Suddenly I was the center of attention because Tanner knew that Darrell and I had a thing going. We were both members of Tanner's 'harem' but we had a relationship on the side.
Darrell looked at me and I looked at him. He nodded slightly, and I shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah, of course" I said. Darrell smiled at me. "I like Darrell" I said, "but I don't have a hold on him."
"And you, baby?" Sasha asked as he reached up and tussled Darrell's hair. "You wanna belong to me?"
"Yes, sir" Darrell answered softly. Wow! I don't know what Sasha had done with him over the last couple hours, but he sure had taken control. Obviously, their relationship was already well established, and Darrell had a new Master.
"Good boy" Sasha said as he gave him another kiss.
As I've said many times, Darrell is a wrestler, a hunk. He ain't no pussy. But Sasha had conquered him in one afternoon, basically in barely two hours. I began to wonder if Sasha had some supernatural magnetism just like Tanner.
Now, I gotta tell you this. Yeah, I know it's second hand, but I know it's true. I still talk to Darrell on the phone even though he belongs to Sasha now.
After they left us, Sasha took Darrell home and fucked him all night. I saw Darrell the next day and he had a hickey on his neck, and he was carrying a pillow to set on. Honest to God, he was carrying a pillow. He told everybody he had fallen off his skateboard and landed on his butt. I don't know how he explained the hickey.
But here's the story I want to tell you. I didn't see this because I wasn't there, but I heard all about it from Darrell.
As usual I was sitting in the corner of the lunchroom with Tanner. We had half a dozen guys with us today including the two twinks, the freshmen. I thought Darrell was going to join us, but he didn't show up and neither did his buddy Larry. I mention that because even though they were both members of Tanner's 'harem' they were close friends and were together all the time.
As I said, Darrell told me he stayed all night with Sasha, but he had to go home in the morning to change and get ready for school. Sasha went with him, and since Darrell and Larry lived next door to each other and always walked to school together, Sasha met Larry. Darrell told me that Sasha was instantly attracted to Larry, and Larry went simply goo-goo eyes for Sasha. Instant attraction on both sides.
And leave it to Sasha, rather than shake hands, he pulled Larry into a hug and a kiss, lifting him off his feet, and just that quick grabbing his ass and taking total control. Larry was absolutely enthralled; you might call it instant seduction. And Darrell, being the sweet guy that he is, he wasn't jealous since this was his best friend.
I didn't know this at the time, but as I said, they were missing during lunch. Now, I've told you about the south bleachers; Tanner and I and some of the others have been out there sometimes during lunch. We had to break the rules to do it because it is off limits during lunch, but it is very private.
Anyway, Sasha couldn't wait to get into Larry's pants, and once Darrell told him about the south bleachers, he insisted they go there for lunch. So, Larry got one royal fucking during lunch, and since Sasha is an incredible top man, Darrell said Larry loved it. Darrell said Sasha let him participate a little with some licking here and there during the fuck. Evidently Sasha loves getting his pits licked.
Again, I didn't know any of this until later, so I was really surprised after school. Darrell always meets us after school to get Tanner's backpack, but today Sasha and Darrell and Larry all showed up.
"May I talk to you alone, Tanner?" Sasha asked. Darrell and Larry didn't say anything.
So, we walked outside the building and Tanner and Sasha stepped aside and started talking.
"What's going on?" I asked. Darrell got a big smile on his face.
"You're not going to believe it" he said.
"Believe what? Come on, tell me."
"Give me a minute, Larry" Darrell said, and he took my arm and pulled me away. That's when he told me the whole story I just related to you. "Larry and I are both falling for him" he said.
"Jesus. he must be a .... a .... a god, with animal magnetism, just like Tanner" I said.
"He is, Charlie. He is. You wouldn't believe it. He's so dominant and demanding, but also sensitive and loving, just like Tanner. He even fucks like Tanner."
Jesus, I knew this guy had to be really, really special, seeing the way he had captivated both Darrell and Larry. For god's sake, he'd only been at our school for 24 hours! He's obviously some kind of a genius or maybe a magician, able to hypnotize and control guys. His personality is obviously irresistible.
"Okay, see you later guys" Tanner said as we got back together. He handed me his backpack as Sasha and Darrell and Larry headed off. Sasha was in the middle with his arms around them, while Larry was carrying his backpack.
"So?" I said as we headed towards my house. Tanner didn't say a word for five minutes or so.
"I been thinking" he finally said. He didn't say more, so I just waited. "I been thinking about this 'harem' of mine." I just waited while he got his thoughts in order. And, I have to say, I was proud of myself for being patient because my big mouth always gets me into trouble. I waited for him to go on.
"Even before Sasha" he said, "I was thinking of making some changes. I don't need all these guys kissing up to me all the time."
"But .... but ...., they all ...., we all love you" I said. I wasn't choking up yet, but you can bet I was nervous. What was he thinking? Was he going to dump us?
"You know what I really like, don't you?" he asked.
"Ahhh, well, ahhh ...." I mumbled.
"New stuff" he said. "Showing my strength and power by taking down and working over a new guy and then fucking him, somebody inexperienced, maybe even virgin. That is fantastic, and you know I've always liked that."
"Yes, but ...." I said. "A new guy doesn't love you. He won't ...., he won't give you the attention and devotion you get from us."
"Yeah, I know, but it's fresh. And overpowering and dominating a guy who is not sure whether he's into it or not gives me one hell of a charge." Tanner laughed. "Yeah, taking control of a guy and holding him down, I love watching his face while I'm plugging him. That is fuckin out of this world."
"Tanner" I said in shock, beginning to tear up. "You can't mean that ...."
"Hey, baby" Tanner laughed as he reached over and grabbed my ass. "You're still my favorite fuck. Don't you worry yourself none. I'm still going to be plugging that ass of yours." I loved hearing him say I was his favorite; he'd never used that word before. All these muscle hunks he had at his beck and call, and he liked skinny little me better. I loved it.
That gave me instant relief, but I still didn't like where the discussion was going. What about the 'harem'?
"What? .... What are you going to do?" I asked.
"I just gave Darrell and Larry to Sasha. He wants it and they're okay with it, and I'm going to get a blowjob out of it."
"Sasha?"
"Yeah" he chuckled. "He says he's never done it before, if you want to believe that. So, he's probably not any good, but it'll be fun watching him do it."
By now we had arrived home, to his house. His mom was still in some institution, so he had the big four-bedroom house to himself. He also still had some of his stuff at my house in the bedroom next to mine. So, we had plenty of places to hang out, sometimes at his house and sometimes at mine. But for now, we went to his bedroom at his house.
"So, what are you saying?" I asked. "What are you planning?"
"Don't know yet" he said. "But don't you worry. I'll always need a regular piece of ass," he chuckled and gave me a swat on my butt. "Something available and dependable, a really great fuck. But I also would have a little play time on the side."
My heart was beating fast, and I was nervous, but at least he had included me. It sounded like he was thinking of dumping the 'harem', keeping me as a regular fuck, while introducing an occasional virgin to the joy of domination sex.
I suppose I could live with that as long as I still lived with him and was his number one As far as him taking down and fucking an occasional virgin, he's my master and I'm his servant, so I understand that his needs are different from mine. So, of course, I would never consider objecting to his having an occasional romp in the park.
Anyway, it certainly sounded like Tanner was going to be making some major changes.
After we arrived in his bedroom, and I stripped him down to his bikini he grabbed me. Evidently this talk of Sasha and Darrell and Larry and his thinking of the blowjob he was going to get, had got him all hotted up, because before I had a chance to take my own clothes off, he ripped them off, throwing them all over the room.
Wow! Yeah! He ripped them off. This was true Tanner, the Tanner I loved, self-centered and arrogant, so hot that he was virtually out of control, being almost sadistic in his search for his personal sexual satisfaction. Seemingly with little thought or regard for me at all, me being merely the receptacle for his exhilarating carnal gratification, he was rougher than he had ever been before.
Overall, it was like I was being raped and I loved it. I had never seen him this rough and I was thrilled and excited, because for the next hour and a half, he tossed me around like a rag doll, fucking the absolute hell out of me; on the floor, on the bed, on a table top, constantly carrying me from here to there. Using his enormous prick as a weapon to enhance and intensify his own salacious exhilaration.
I ended up with some bruises here and there and a sore butt and a sore throat, but also one gigantic grin on my face. This was two days in a row that I had had Tanner all to myself, and I was in heaven.
I began to think that the changes he was talking about might not be a bad thing. Without all the guys in the 'harem' Tanner should have more time for me. Even if I had to share him with strangers there wouldn't be ten other guys competing for his attention.
And I'll tell you this, he just had two fantastic fucks and I know he loved them as much as I did, so I feel sure there's no chance of him dumping me anytime soon.
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