Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2018 02:03:26 -0500
From: T T
Subject: Dominated in Brazil 4

A few minutes later Jenny and I were kissing tenderly on the bed while the
shower came on in the bathroom. I looked into Jenny's blue eyes and she
looked seductively back at me as we held each other. She was still wet with
sweat from the exertions of Carlos' vigorous fucking, her dirty blonde hair
sticking to her forehead, making her sexier. I was also flushed from the
sexual exhilaration of what just happened.

"Did you like that baby," she asked, biting my nose and lower lip. "Wasn't
that so hot..." she kept asking between kisses while we caressed each
other. I moaned back while kissing her. Our tongues wrestled. I could still
taste him on her and I got so hard again.

"Hmmm...I think I need a bath too," she said. "Do you think ..." she
looked seductively at the bathroom door as we heard the water splash. "Do
you think...I should go in there right now..." she asked, kissing me and
biting my lip. I kissed her neck,

"If you like..." I answered, raising an eyebrow. She looked straight into
my eyes with a seductive smirk.

"I think you like it baby," she responded, and slightly stroked my hard
dick under the covers. "Maybe you like it more than I do," she added,
giggling. I kissed her neck again.

"Go," I whispered.

She kissed my lips again, seductively. I felt her smooth, firm, tan body
and fiddled with her navel ring. Jenny never broke eye contact with me, and
I looked into her smoky, seductive blue eyes as she got up from the bed. I
then watched her lithe, elegant dancer's body sway seductively as she
walked to the bathroom. Her beautiful ass on display swaying right and
left, I knew she was teasing me. My dick twitched as I knew Carlos was
about to hit that ass again in the showers. She turned her head and blew me
a kiss as she walked into the bathroom and I heard the door click.

Sure enough about ten minutes later I started to hear Jenny's sultry,
desperate moans from the bathroom, over the sound of the shower. Her moans
got progressively louder. I jerked off as I heard this Brazilian stud put
it to my girlfriend again, this time just to the sounds. Jenny got very
vocal,

"Take it! Take that white pussy! It's yours! Own me! Fuck!" she kept up a
stream of dirty talking. I jerked off as I heard her yell, "Fuck ...I'm
cumming! Cum... inside me! Cum inside...." She trailed off with another
whimpering moan. I almost came myself, but decided not to. I had a feeling
this was going to be a long night.

I got up and walked to the kitchen sink and threw water on my face. I
toweled off and looked at myself in a body length mirror in the living
room. I liked what I saw. While I didn't have as much muscle as Carlos, I
was well-toned and proportioned. Girls had always liked my body, and Jenny
frequently told me she found it sexy. I had a handsome, boyish face and
messy blond hair. I admired myself in the mirror and stretched lazily. Then
I heard the bathroom door open.

I could immediately see it was Carlos. His dark, tan body shone with a glow
in the dim lights. He was slightly wet still, and the droplets of water on
his skin made him look incredible. He looked like he was sculpted out of
marble. I was mesmerized by his eight-pack abs and how powerful his legs
and hips seemed. He was holding a towel that contrasted nicely with his
bronzed skin. I watched, my dick hardening again, as Carlos sauntered
around, his thick cock, that had been the growing obsession of myself and
Jenny, swinging slightly against his thighs. He stopped at the bar area and
gulped down a small bottle of water. I sat on an armchair.

Carlos turned to face me. He wasn't too far away. He was just casually
toweling off.

"So did you enjoy that?" he asked matter of factly. I watched as he toweled
off his powerful defined biceps and chest.

"Yeah...that was pretty hot," I answered, looking at his handsome face. He
looked like a more tan young Marlon Brando, maybe with darker eyes and
lips, and quite Italian. I checked out the silver chain glistening on his
broad chest. I know he could see I kept stealing glances at his thick
cock. He was soft now but I knew just how hard it could get. Or I thought I
did. My dick twitched watching him towel off, which he did in a very manly
way, like he did everything.

"Did you enjoy watching or listening?" he asked. He smirked and was teasing
me. He seems to have been very familiar with the feeling of talking to a
guy right after he had cum inside his girlfriend's pussy though, and
enjoyed it for all it was worth.

"Both," I answered.

"She's a pretty good fuck. Thanks for the intro," Carlos said. He knew the
power he had over me and that he was toying with me. I kept running my eyes
over his incredible body and I guess he noticed. He dropped the towel at
his feet. "Why don't you come here and help me get dry," he said.

I wasted no time. I was at Carlos' feet and picked up the towel as he
towered above me. Although not too much taller than me, I felt weak in
front of him. Part of it was the sexual power he had over me, part the fact
that I was feeling submissive to this guy who had just fucked Jenny. But
the other part was just his presence. Being this close to him, his body
radiated heat and this combined with the smell of the soap and a faint
masculine scent that was all intoxicating. And there was something
else. Fear. I was physically afraid of him and for some reason this made my
attraction to him even more intense. His body wasn't just for show. I
remembered how easily he could pound another fighter into the ground. He
was an expert fighter, and I felt this was connected to being a sexual
champion. He could break me in half, but he didn't need to. I had submitted
to him just because of his body, his attitude.

I felt the rock-hard slabs of muscle as I ran the towel over his powerful
shoulders, chest, and abs. He just stood there staring at me, staring me
down. Then he turned around, expecting me to do his back. I toweled off his
upper back, which seemed almost to be made of marble, every muscle
perfectly proportioned and defined. I felt again his shoulders and
traps. Then, in a familiar pose in front of this stud I sank to my knees to
dry off his lower back, his steel-like glutes and his powerful hamstrings
and calves. My dick was rock-hard as I was toweling him off and worshiping
his awesome body. Even his calves, only sparsely covered with hair, were
well-formed and seemed to shine in the dim light of the room. Then he did
something that surprised me. Carlos slightly leaned forward, putting one
hand on the wall in front of him for support.

"You know what to do, Tom."

And I did. I leaned forward, dropping the towel to the floor. I licked the
smooth sides of his muscular ass. I put my hands on his powerful glutes for
support feeling the incredible firmness in his muscles, and yet the smooth,
sleek skin, and lightly teased his ass with my tongue. He said nothing,
just standing there, accepting my submission to him. This was the most
total submission, or so I thought. Here I was kissing this guy's ass,
literally. After licking a few times I started to French kiss his ass. The
heat coming from his powerful, muscular body, the faint smell of soap, the
taste of his sweat all combined again to drive me wild with lust and with
devotion. What he was making me do made me feel in total awe of him.

After nonchalantly letting me lovingly make out with his ass for a few
minutes, Carlos turned around. His dick stood upright and hard in front of
me, maybe about ten thick inches of hard Brazilian cock bobbing
aggressively in front of my face. It jutted out like a weapon from his
athletic, muscular hips, and I was mesmerized also by his heavy balls
hanging below his perfectly proportioned physique. I looked up at him and
he looked down into my eyes with a glance of contempt and lust, as I looked
back into his eyes with submission, lust, and fear. He casually placed one
hand on the top of my head and pulled me forward on his long, thick, brown
dick sliding it into my throat in one glide.

He then grabbed both sides of my head and started to roughly fuck my
throat. Carlos didn't waste any time and I could tell he was enjoying
dominating me, my licking his ass having driven him into high gear. I
eagerly accepted his throatfucking volleys, battering my throat so that I
could hear myself gurgle, "ugh ugh ugh" repeatedly on his powerful cock. I
drooled all over my chest as he fucked my mouth on his cock, grabbing me
first by the sides of my head, then by my ears.

Then Carlos suddenly stopped. He let me pull back and I breathed in and
choked. I heard him chuckling. I grabbed his strong legs for support, and
again my dick twitched just at feeling the power in his muscles. I briefly
ran my hands on his shins and calves, feeling the powerful muscles there
and the sparse hairs. Carlos grabbed the back of my head by the hair. This
forced me to look up into his handsome face. His deep brown eyes were
staring right into mine and I could tell what he wanted: I opened my mouth
again and submissively stuck my tongue out. This Brazilian jock then
proceeded to slap my tongue with his heavy, thick cock, making loud slaps,
and to just slap my face with it.

"That's it. Take it pussyboy. You fucking little bitch. I fuck your girl,
you lick my ass, you suck my dick. You fucking asslicker. You look good on
your knees," his words drove me wild with lust. I heard myself moan,
feeling the amazing power in his muscular thighs. He chuckled. "That's it
bitchboy. Moan for my dick. Go ahead whiteboy. Beat your faggy pink dick
while I beat my big cock on your pussy face. Gonna put it to you for real
today, fag. Let's show your girl just how much I own you, Tom."

Carlos then ordered me to suck his dick again, which, of course, I did. I
slobbered all over his very thick weapon of a cock while he looked down at
me contemptuously. We both knew Jenny was about to come out of the bathroom
and I guess he wanted her to see this scene. I could only imagine how it
would look to her, or anyone, who was there to see what was going
on. Carlos, standing up, relaxed, powerful, free, his thick cock jutting
out in my apartment while I was on my knees, servile, looking up at him
worshipfully, worshiping his dick, my lips obscenely stretched out around
it. Rather than upset me the image of how it must have looked only made me
even more eager to please him and to submit to him. And that is how Jenny
saw both of us when she came out, also toweling herself. Her boyfriend on
his knees, his mouth stretched out by her athletic Brazilian stud's big
brown cock.

I heard a squeal and then an excited chuckled and patter of feet as Jenny
walked up to us. I never stopped sucking Carlos' cock though, as he just
lazily but dominantly rested a hand on my head, patting me like a puppy for
Jenny to see.

"Guuys...don't start without me," she squealed as she came up to his
right. She came up behind his right shoulder, put her arms around him and
looked down at me sucking Carlos' big dick.

"Don't worry babe," he said. "Tom here's just being a good boyfriend to
you," Carlos said, emphasizing boy-

"Hmmm...I can see that," Jenny said teasingly. She reached over and
ruffled my hair as I was going down her stud's cock. "He's being a very
good boyfriend..." Then she moaned. "Oh my god this is sooo hot..." she
trailed off and started to make out with Carlos. Carlos just
unceremoniously grabbed her pussy and fondled it. Here I was, in my own
apartment, slobbering over a Brazilian fighter's cock while he grabbed my
girl's pussy and roughly made out with her. And this only made me want to
submit to him even more.

"That's it baby," Jenny said to me. "Suck Carlos' cock...be a good boy and
he won't kick your little white ass," she trailed off laughing. She was
joking, but I'm not sure it was really a joke as Carlos continued lazily
letting me pay tribute to his weapon. We all knew he could snap me in
three. Images of his bloody victory in the ring flashed through my head
and, I think, through Jenny's as well, as the room became silent with
lust. I sucked Carlos' dick as Jenny caressed his broad, athletic muscular
chest and played with the silver chain resting there. "That's it, Tom,"
Jenny repeated, but this time more silent, full of lust. "Get that dick
rock-hard...." She trailed off again.

I thought I was getting that cock rock-hard for Jenny. Little did I know
Carlos had other plans in mind. Grabbing me by the hair, he slowly he drew
me off his cock. I was so addicted to it that when he drew me off there was
a loud suction sound and both he and Jenny giggled. Then, still grabbing me
by the hair, Carlos lifted me up from my knees. He never let go of my hair
but basically used the leverage to manhandle me on to my bed on my back. I
didn't resist, I would have gladly done what he wanted, but I think he
enjoyed the light wrestling.

In a few athletic moves, Carlos had placed me on my back and placed my
heels on his powerful shoulders, leaving my ass exposed. I thought about
resisting, it ran through my mind. But I was too stunned to react, and also
too turned on. I also knew by now that wanted Carlos wanted, Carlos
got. There was no way I could resist him even if I wanted. Carlos leaned
over me, placing two fists by the sides of my head for support. He looked
right into my eyes,

"Y-You're not planning to..." I trailed off. "What are you doing, Carlos,"
I asked, weakly. I heard Jenny chuckle. I looked over and she was now on
the bed next to us, on her haunches, languidly watching us.

"I'm gonna fuck you now, Tom. Just like I did your girlfriend. And you're
going to love it, just like you loved my dick down your throat the first
day we met." His remark drew an audible surprise from Jenny. She didn't
know about our first encounter. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle. I'll make you
the happiest girl alive. This is what I do, Tom. Relax. I fuck girls. I
fuck their boyfriends, if they're good looking enough. I won't lie, it's
gonna hurt, but soon you'll love it. I'm about to show you just how much of
a pussy you really are. You're about to get owned right in front of your
girl, whiteboy," Carlos said.

He reared back on his knees, towering above me. His words had penetrated my
skull. I should have resisted but couldn't, both his body and his words had
put us in a trance. Both Jenny and I gasped when he revealed again his
perfectly muscled body, his eightpack, I loved watching the muscles play
under his lithe, bronzed skin, covered lightly by sweat. I loved the
masculine smell coming from him. I was mesmerized as he now carefully lined
up his cock and it found its target. I felt Carlos begin to probe my
entrance with his cock, lubed only by my spit from worshiping him earlier.

"Relax your pussy, Tom. When I push in, push out. Be a good girl and it
will hurt less," he said still looking down to where he was making
contact. I heard Jenny chuckle and felt her fingers in my hair. I decided
to try to calm my body and do what he said.

Carlos leaned back over, my feet on his shoulders, basically folding me in
half. He grabbed my wrists and put them over my head. Looking straight into
my eyes I felt his hips move forward as he punched into me, opening my ass
up wider than it had ever been. The pain was amazing and I was stunned more
than anything else. Breathless at first, I managed,

"Oh my god...Carlos...take it out...." And trailed off.

But Carlos wasn't having any of that. He leaned over and kept me pinned
down. I was absorbed by his stare, it kept me mesmerized. It was like a
hunter inspecting his prey. He looked magnificent as he slowly inched his
impossibly thick cock up my ass. I could tell he was amused and enjoying
looking at me deal with his penetration and the change from resistance to
submission to enjoying his cock. I was moaning already. His cock slowly
inching its way into my ass, busting me wide open, was incredibly painful
at first and took the wind out of me. But it was also the most erotic
experience I'd ever had. That Jenny was there to witness my submission to
this tough MMA fighter only made the whole thing even hotter somehow. As
Carlos stared right into me while his cock turned me into his pussyboy I
remembered again his fight night. It seemed like fucking was only another
way he had of physically subduing a man. In this case he was going to beat
me up with his cock. My submission to him felt incredibly erotic, knowing
just how violent he could be. I looked down between us to see his muscular,
sweaty abs and chest, with the silver necklace hanging as he still thrust
the last few inches of his cock into my ass.

Soon it was done. His hips slapped my ass and I could feel his trimmed
pubes up against my asscheeks as he had totally impaled me on his long,
thick cock.

"Now get ready for a wild ride, faggot. I'm about to show you what it's
like to get FUCKED!"

And he set about doing just that. While he had been careful and slow in
opening me up, and then waited half a minute for me to adjust, Carlos was
far more merciless on what followed. At first he went slow. He withdrew his
cock up to the tip and then thrust it back in. The first time gently, but
progressively with more force. He kept going slow but the in-thrust was
getting more and more brutal. This had the effect of reducing me to a mess
of sensations and moaning. On the out-thrust the feeling was decadent, left
me feeling powerless, and drew a moan out of me. On the in-thurst, always
more brutal, a high-pitched yelp, of pain and pleasure. I had forgotten
about Jenny who was apparently watching in awe and silence. Carlos' body,
his muscles, his huge cock up my ass, and his handsome face and eyes above
me had me totally absorbed and mesmerized.

Soon he had sped up and was fucking into me like a cheap whore on my own
bed. The bed was moving violently, slamming against the wall as Carlos
fucked my brains out. He had the physicality of a warrior and athlete,
which I had witnessed the day before in the ring, and he was now putting it
to good use fucking me into submission. He said nothing but he was, as he
put it, owning me.

But pretty soon Carlos reared back again, let my legs fall off his
shoulders and pulled out. I noticed my dick had gotten rock-hard from his
brutal fucking. I wanted him to continue, but was too out of it and stunned
to say anything. I didn't need to. With a few athletic moves, Carlos
grabbed me by the hips and body and manhandled and twisted me until I was
on my belly.

SLAP! SLAP!

I yelped as Carlos slapped my ass twice, pretty hard. Jenny chuckled.

"Looks like fun," she said. Carlos chuckled back.

I was sure there'd be red marks there. Jenny laughed as he did this. Carlos
told her to throw him a pillow. He raised me up and told me to put the
pillow under, leaving my ass up slightly for him. Jenny was in front of me,
naked, and had clearly enjoyed the whole scene. I raised myself up on my
elbows to look into her eyes. We locked our eyes as I felt the heat from
Carlos' powerful body radiate above me as he was preparing to mount me
again.

"You ready to become my pussy again, Tom? Here goes!"

Sure enough, with my ass exposed for the taking, it was easier for him to
work his cock back in, but for me it was still a shock. He worked his
ten-inch cock back into me slowly, all the while as I was staring into
Jenny's eyes. She grabbed my head lovingly and kissed my lips as this
Brazilian stud took me up the ass again. We had previously been in the
opposite position, with me looking at her as he fucked her lights out. Now
she was the one admiring the scene as Carlos set to turning my ass into
another pussy for him to conquer.

I was expecting another rough fucking but Carlos took it slow at first. He
slowly went in and slowly went out, smoothly fucking all resistance out of
my mind and body. The feeling of Carlos fucking me up the ass was
incredible and I heard myself moaning like a girl as his cock moved in and
out. I could feel his sweat dripping on me and felt him lightly bite at the
back of my neck. I was in sensory overload as I looked into Jenny's eyes.

"Hmm...you like that baby? Doesn't it feel amazing? Doesn't that big cock
feel just so good in your tight little hole?"

I moaned back incoherently.

"Yees! That's it Tom....you're so cute right now. Wish you could see
yourself...that's it...give in..." she leaned over and we started
sensuously making out while Carlos was fucking me from behind, and now
increasing the pace. Jenny noticed that change. Frankly I never knew she
was such a dirty talker.

"That's so hot Carlos. That's it do it! Fuck my boyfriend! Fuck...your big
cock looks so hot pounding his tight little ass! Tommy, Carlos' cock looks
soo good up your pink hole. Fuck my cute boyfriend hard, Carlos!"

He had his own pace though. Mostly ignoring her, he went slow, but then, as
he got more excited, he started to pick up the pace. His cock pistoning in
and out of my ass felt amazing. I suddenly felt his hand on the back of my
neck and he pushed my head down into the mattress, I turned my face as my
head hit the bed. I felt him support himself on my head with one hand as he
really went to town on me. His violent pounding as he pinned my head down
almost made me cum and left me an incoherent, moaning mess.

Soon he pulled me up on my hands and knees, spit a few times on his cock,
and started to take me doggystyle.  This position must have excited him too
because he increased his pounding. Every few thrusts he'd also slap my
ass. I was an incoherent mess now, moaning as this Brazilian stud made me
his bitch, longdicking me in front of my girlfriend. His cock in my ass
felt amazing but never lost the slight edge of pain. It was a weapon which
reminded me of his immense physical power. He alternated between firmly
grabbing my hips while pounding into me, and slapping my ass
possessively. Jenny all the while cheered him on, encouraging this sexual
warrior to fuck her boyfriend silly.

Carlos then grabbed me by the hair and yanked my head backwards. This
forced my body to arch to give him even better access. I felt him pull back
and exit all the way, and then plunge back in. He did this several times,
holding me by the hair. He kept impaling and impaling me on his powerful
cock, forcing a loud, high-pitched yelp every time he speared me again.

"That's it, pussyboy! Yelp like a bitch. How do you like getting punked in
front of your girlfriend, whiteboy? Take my cock, faggot. That's it...keep
it tight as I pull out...work my meat, you little pussy. Fuck yes. White
pussyboy," Carlos kept up a stream of trashtalk as he mastered my body. I
could faintly register Jenny furiously playing with herself as Carlos took
me down in the ultimate way a man can do to another.

Carlos twisted my head to the left so I could see us in the mirror. The
scene was shocking, but hot. Me on all fours as he banged me from behind
while grabbing me by the hair. One perfectly muscled brown, bronzed-skinned
Adonis pounding a toned, lithe blond guy from behind, spearing his ass
repeatedly with his big dick. His body looked graceful and magnificent in
action as his torso twisted to spear my pussy again and again with his big
dick, probing me at different angles. While my girlfriend watched,
entranced, fingering herself. The sight of this, and the feelings of Carlos
repeatedly claiming my pussy was bringing me to the edge,

"Fuck...Carlos...I'm gonna cum. Fuck...Jenny...Carlos' fucking me is
gonna make me cum...oh shit..."

"Not yet faggot. You cum only after I do. I'm almost there buddy. This is
it. I'm gonna breed your tight little white pussy, just like I did your
girlfriend's. You're about to turn from jock to pussyboy. Gonna make you
into another one of my pussies to come into. Fuck yes. You'll always know
who owns you after today, faggot."

Carlos kept pounding me as I did my best to hold off shooting. I wanted
it. I wanted him to cum inside me. And I was about to get what I wanted.

"Here it comes! Take it bitch! Take my cum up your pussy!"

Carlos yelled in conquest as he bent over me, putting one muscular arm
around my neck. The sensation overload of his thick cock exploding inside
me, his penetrating words and the whole scene made me shoot without
touching myself. Images again of his fight victory flashed in my head as I
came, his graceful fighter's body in action. I moaned like a bitch coming
on my bed while Carlos came inside my pussy, seeding me in front of my
girlfriend, as he had done so many times to her in front of me.

He had long let go of my hair so now I let my head droop in exhaustion,
both of us panting with exertion, as I supported both of us up on all
fours. He was resting his body on top of mine and I could feel his slabs of
muscle, sweaty, panting on top of me.

"Guys...that was SO fucking hot." said Jenny, trailing off.

Carlos said nothing. After a minute or so of resting on top of me, his cock
deflating but still inside me, I felt him push back and then push off. I
fell to the side and then rolled on my back on the bed, a complete mess. I
reached down and felt my ass stretched out and Carlos' cum was
everywhere. I glanced in his direction while Jenny held my head with
intimacy. He was standing, looking flushed and magnificent while sweaty,
every muscle on display, and panting.

"Hope you enjoyed the show, Jenny. Your boyfriend is one good fuck. Now you
know what it's like to be a pussy, Tom. I busted your cherry wide open and
you're gonna remember it. You're gonna know I'm the man who made you into
the pussy you are."

We both looked languidly as Carlos walked to the bathroom, every muscle in
his back on display. We heard the shower come on and started to make
out. There was only sultry lust in Jenny's eyes.

That trip ended up pretty much the way you'd expect. Both Jenny and I took
Carlos' cock in every position and every combination he could think of. And
he could get creative. We frequently sucked and shared his big, virile
brown cock together. We took turns licking his muscular, smooth ass while
the other sucked his cock. She watched him fuck me and come inside me or on
my face several more times. He loved to show off. And I watched him pump
her pussy full of potent cum more times than I could count, cheering him on
to knock her up.