“Gluteus Maximus” – Chapter Eight

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“Gluteus Maximus” – Chapter EightPreviously in “Gluteus Maximus” – Chapter SevenOnce again, I became that babbling, incoherent slut as he fucked me sillyfor the next hour or so. The man was truly a fucking machine and he knewexactly how to make me cum with his dick.I came two more times in my pouch and it soaked through with my cum.After we were done and I was lying in his arms in bed one hand playing withhis soft, hefty meat, he asked me gently, “So did you like your gift?”I loved it”, I responded and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “I think I madea mess of this thong though,” I said motioning to my soaked crotch.”Oh that’s okay,” he said sweetly. “There’s more where that came from””Gluteus Maximus” – Chapter Eight”We can get you all dressed up if you want”, he said staring at theceiling, “You like that idea baby?”I gave a somewhat nervous laugh, “What do you mean?””Oh there’s all kind of hot shit I can get for you to wear, make you looklike a real sexy lady if you want, baby” he rubbed my head.Did he say a real sexy lady?”Well, I don’t know about that” I said with a slight giggle as I noticedhis dick starting to thicken in my hand.”Why not Josh?” I noted it was the first time he called me by my name in along time. “Seems like you really get off on this shit. I know I love it!”he said with some excitement in his voice.”I don’t know, it seems kind of weird,” I said earnestly looking up to hisface. “I mean, this was totally hot, but I don’t know if I want to dresslike a woman”.He let out a slight laugh and rubbed my head. “Well, you wouldn’t exactlybe dressed like a woman, what you think I’m gonna put you in a businesssuit and shit?”The thought made me laugh.”No, I’m talking about you just wearing some shit that would make you looklike my sexy lady, you know what I’m sayin’?” he askedOf course, I was starting to catch on but my hetero side was reallybeginning to fight back here.”I don’t know man”, I said shaking my head and looking back down at hisdick.He laughed again.”Well, I do know.” He grabbed the back of my head with his hand. “Look atme,” he commanded.My eyes met his.”Josh, I’m telling you something, you may not know it now but you are oneof the freakiest bitches I have ever met.”I stared at him wide-eyed.”And you love it.”His dick was now rock hard in my hand.”You like my dick, right?” he asked.”Yes.” I said quietly.”You absolutely love getting fucked, me pounding your ass, right?””Yes””You love sucking my big dick and eating my cum, right?””Yes””You illegal bahis love eating it for me right?””Yes””You love shaking your little candy ass in my face and getting spanked,right?””Yes””And you want to be treated like a little bitch whore, with cum all overyour face and wearing sweet little panties for your daddy, don’t you?””Yes” I said totally resigned.”There you go. What are you worried about? Just be yourself and go with theflow. Everything will be fine,” he said without a worry in the world.He pushed my head back down on his cock.”Now eat that dick girlfriend. Suck it like the cocksucker you fuckingare.”I almost felt like crying as I opened wide and took his dick back in mymouth. For the first time I felt totally demeaned and less than nothing. Ihad allowed myself to be totally used. I had lost all respect for myself.Yet I kept on sucking away. And when he shot another load on my tonguetwenty minutes later, I lapped it up like a dog.At home that night I just stared at the ceiling lying on my bed for hours.My conflicted soul raged.I was a guy. I was a guy’s guy. High school football stud with the worldby the balls; great parents, hot girlfriend, a great group of friends whoadmired and respected me, a car, everything a k** could want.I liked being a dude. I liked being alpha in my group. I liked being a starof the team, the cock of the walk.I also liked getting reamed up the ass with a big black dick, sucking cock,eating cum and taking on the persona of a female cock whore during roleplay. Just thinking about dressing up in lingerie for Dev and him spankingmy ass had me hard as a rock.The dichotomy was not lost upon me.What was I going to do? Yes, I was hot for cock and getting fucked, but Iremembered that emptiness when Dev shoved me back on his dick. I felt thatI had crossed a line that I never should have even approached by being toosubmissive — no matter how much it seemed to suit me. I was still afterall, me.So I decided to ignore everything and try to get back to normalcy. Yes, Iknow I already tried it once and failed, but I had a new resolve. I wasnever going to call Dev again and I was going to try to focus on school,football and Becky… again. Get myself back into the full swing of heterolife.I managed to do okay.It was the last couple of weeks of football season and I was very busytrying to make the most of it. I was working hard, seeing Becky when Icould, boning her with as much enthusiasm as I could muster and thensome. youwin güvenilir mi It was very comforting watching my cock pump into her pussy frombehind, reminding me that I was still a man. Hearing her squeals ofappreciation was like an elixir for my manhood and I appreciated myyouthful testosterone levels more than ever.At the beginning of the last week of organized football, the coach calledme into his office.I got there to find Ray Wickes already sitting in front of coach’s desk. Itook the seat next to him.Coach Peterson explained to Ray and I that we were coming to a criticalphase in out football “careers” such as they were. We were the only twoplayers on his team with enough talent and potential to possibly make it toa Division I program. To get there though, he felt that we would need tocommit to an off season training regimen that would be guaranteed to kickour ass but also give us the best shot at getting recruited.He would organize and supervise our regimen, but Ray and I would be joinedat the hip as work out partners.My heart skipped a beat when the coach said it — “joined at the hip” — ifhe only knew how I’d like to be “joined” to this stud. I shot a glance atRay and as usual he was inscrutable; he sat there stone faced andemotionless.Of course, we both agreed and said our thanks to the Coach as we left theoffice.”Wow, that’s cool, huh?” I said sounding like a boy scout.Ray just stopped and gave me a dead look. “Yeah, it’s nifty,” he saidmockingly. “I can’t wait to see your ragged ass everyday”.I laughed at his joke but he just walked away. Maybe he seriously didn’tlike me after all.That Thursday night after practice I found myself in the shower by myselfsoaping up, losing myself in thought slightly as I washed my crack andplayed with my hole when Ray entered the shower and took up his usual spot3 or 4 shower heads away from me.As usual he said nothing as he started washing up, his ripped physique andbanana dick looking impressive as usual.I nodded my acknowledgment and turned my back to him, partly to hide mysemi and partly to give him full view of my ass. Without thinking, almostby force of habit, I bent over to rub my ankle presenting my ass to him asI had done a few times before.I again played out the little fantasy in my head imagining that I wasturning him on with my pert bubble butt, presenting it to him for action. Ibent over deep, sticking my ass out and spreading my cheeks pretending Iwas perabet stretching out my strained lats.Of course, not wanting to be too obvious, I resumed my shower prettyquickly, rinsed off and turned to say “see ya” to find him lathering hischest, staring right at me, shooting daggers at me with his eyes. Icouldn’t help but take a quick glance at his dick – it looked bigger thannormal — as I nervously scurried away past him.I was atwitter with sexual energy, at the same time worrying that Ray knewwhat I was doing and wondering if he found my ass sexy. I rushed home asfast as I could and jerked off thinking of Ray bending me over and snakinghis massive cock into my ass.Try as I mig
ht, I couldn’t banish these thoughts from my head! I wasdisgusted with myself.Well, at least I had managed to not call Dev for almost two whole weeks, Irationalized. But honestly, I would have done anything at that moment tohave either one of their hot black dicks up my ass.Friday night came and we played the last game of the season. We lostunfortunately, a heart breaker by a field goal. Both Ray and I acquittedourselves well, but the whole team was bummed out and wrapped things up inthe locker room with some heavy hearts. My parents were great as usual,conciliatory and supportive and Becky gave me a big kiss as she went onahead to the diner with everyone.As usual I waited for everyone to clear and went into the shower last tofind it empty. I washed myself in somewhat of a hurry as I knew Becky andeveryone was waiting.Ray startled me as he entered the shower and took up his usual spot aroundtwenty feet away from me in the shower. I thought I was the only one there.I gave him the usual nod and turned my back as usual. I was too preoccupiedand hurried to get into my standard fantasy routine and I simply continuedto wash myself.I continued washing up when I literally — and this is no joke — droppedthe soap — my shampoo bottle to be exact. I bent over to pick it up andimmediately heard Ray say “Muthafucka!” from behind me.I turned to see him rushing at me, his impressive cock bouncing as hemoved. “I’m gonna kick your faggot ass you mother fucker!” heyelled. Before I knew what was happening he grabbed me by the arm, twistingit violently.”What the fuck you doing showing me your ass in the shower all the time youfucking faggot?” he demanded.I was speechless, terrified beyond words and mortified to death that heknew what I was doing all this time.We glared at each other hard for a split second when I suddenly justdropped to my knees and gobbled up his cock like the starving whore I was.All I heard him say was “What the fuck?” and felt him let go of my arm.I hope you enjoyed the read. Thanks to all who have sent such positive messages 🙂

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