Date: Fri, 16 Dec 2016 03:08:19 +0000
From: Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
Subject: From straight to bitch club part 9

From straight to bitch Club

By Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
m/M, college, reluctance, cum drinking, non-reciprocation, mild domination
(one-way sex).
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Part 09

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Patty had just finished drinking his protein shake while I watched him with
close attention. I loved to see Patty's face as he gulped down all that
cum.

"I've added a natural sweetener there. It enhances the protein absorption
and tastes much better, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, well, better than yesterday, but still..."

`Bingo, there it is' I thought. I knew he'd get used to the taste quite
fast, but not this fast. I doubt the taste was any different from what he
tasted the day before, with the exception I added vanilla powder and not
chocolate this time. If you think of it, this should have made the taste of
cum even stronger. I knew for sure that next time I wouldn't be adding
anything so he would be able to drink it as it should be drunk: pure.

I've noticed how Patty tried to pretend nothing had happened under that
restaurant table a day before. It's obvious I wouldn't lose the chance to
make him talk and embarrass him.

"So" I started, "did you like the special treatment Steve give to you last
night?"

The look of surprise in Patty's eyes was unbelievable. How could he think I
wouldn't ask him about that? He didn't know what to say, maybe his vocal
cords were still coated with cum, he couldn't speak.

"That was wrong. What if... you know... my girlfriend was right next to me"

I liked the way Patty revealed himself with his answers in ways he couldn't
imagine. He could've said he hated it, that he doesn't like having a fag
sucking on his cock, but he just said he was afraid his girlfriend would
find out. He looked worried, and I liked the way he looked when he had too
much going on in his head. He would frown his brow, he squeezed the eyes
and the almost hairless eyebrows would quiver every now and then. It was
like a dog I had when I was a kid and he wanted something from me. I knew
Patty wanted me not to tell anyone about what happened, to forget about it
and never mention it again, but that wouldn't happen. At the same time, I
imagined how he'd look like when he begged for my dick and suddenly I
wondered how he'd look like when actually sucking my dick. You know, it's
so hot to see a cute face sucking dick. I'd get him to suck on something
before getting to the bodybuilding contest, but for now I should hurry with
him or we wouldn't get there in time.

"It's ok. But I think you liked it" I grinned. He started to say something
but I interrupted him. I liked to stop him from talking because it also
made me feel superior, as if I were the only one allowed to talk. I thought
that if I kept doing that a lot, he'd naturally get the message that he
could only open his mouth if I let him. "I said it's ok. Besides, we gotta
hurry. I prepared a new workout program for you and you'll be following it
for the next two, three months. This program and all this protein you're
drinking will make you big, trust me"

His facial expression changed quickly and predictably. That boy really
wanted to look bigger and I'd help him – on my way, of course. This was
part of the ideas I had to change him into a bottom boy, but I thought it
could be too complicated to put into practice. However, watching Patty
drinking his second glass of cum and those cocksucking lips being licked as
he finished it, made me horny as hell. The head of my dick usually speaks
louder than the head I have over my shoulders and this wasn't different. I
had prepared long ago a nice workout program for an ex-girlfriend of
mine. She was a whore, and I loved it. Once I told her if she'd allow me to
coach her, so we could make sure she'd get nice thighs and butt: the parts
of a body that drive me crazy. She accepted but after a few months, I
realized that her butt was growing too big to the sides, when I wanted her
to have a smaller but lifted ass. I soon gave up on the idea but kept that
program sheet with me. I couldn't imagine that what I was looking for was a
guy's ass, not a chick's. Not only that, I knew I was way more interested
in fucking a chick in the ass than in the pussy, but that was an almost
forbidden possibility with them, whereas guys can even get off while fucked
by a meat pole. So, that was the first part of my plan, and the second was
convincing Patty to agree with it. I had an idea that I haven't even
thought about how to put in practice, but at that moment I didn't care. All
I wanted was to tease Patty a bit more, I could think about the hardest
part later on.  As I showed him the new sets he'd be trying, he noticed
something strange about it straightaway.

"Wait, but..."

"Yeah, I know. There's more leg than chest days, but I'll tell you why you
need to worry more about your legs now. Every year we have this
bodybuilding contest where the judges focus on the contestants' legs. Don't
get me wrong, chest, abs, arms are also important but legs are the focus,
d'you get me?"

"But why...?"

"Coz I've seen your legs and you got nice ones. I'd say they look better
than mine. You should be proud" I said and saw his cheeks blush. "I mean, I
got a lot more of muscles than you, but that's not what this contest is
about. They're looking for something more natural. So we'll try our best to
make you bigger but not really muscled. We gotta focus on your calves,
thighs, chest, arms and glutes" I saved the best for last.

He looked puzzled again. Unfortunately, that was a reality back then, no
man would do glutes. That was unthinkable. Patty was already shaking his
head when I held his body with a strong grip, so he would know I was being
real there.

"Listen, boy. You accepted me as your coach so you do as I say, got it?" I
said with a hint of blood in my eyes. Patty swallowed dry as I continued,
"glutes are the most important muscles for a bodybuilder coz they sustain
your whole body. It's how you'll get bigger chest and won't look like a
chicken. We gonna spend a lot of time thinking and talking about that ass
of yours from now on so you better get used to that. Remember that once you
win this contest you'll be invited for bigger and more important ones. And
how can we win a competition? We must focus on your best muscle, that's our
advantage to the other competitors. And your best muscle is your ass. You
should thank your parents for the good genes they gave you, seriously. A
lot of bodybuilders work out their glutes for years and have no result, but
you gonna be ready in a few months. They'll envy you"

I knew very well that the process to convincing Patty should involve muscle
competition, or more specifically, how he would look bigger and more
intimidating than other big men. What I didn't knew for sure was that he'd
accept to be bigger even if the big muscle was his ass, not his biceps. I
mean, it's quite common and easy to see men comparing the size of their
biceps, but who compares glutes? I was still looking Patty in the eyes when
I saw the idea sinking in and his face returning to a normal mode. I knew
he was accepting that and my dick got instantly hard in my shorts.

I asked Patty to follow me to a bit secluded area of the gym, exactly the
one that had the equipment for glutes. That's exactly where Aaron fucked
Steve days ago. Usually only chicks would go to that side of the place, and
chicks wouldn't appear till four or five in the afternoon. As we got there,
I got my phone from my pocket and pointed to him.

"Ok, we need to take a few pictures now so we can do the before and later
thing"

This was a risky step, but I wanted to try it. I was aware that Patty could
just run away, but I still thought I could convince him.

"What? D'you want to take the photos here?" he asked perplex.

"Why not? No one comes here at this time. I know this place. It'll be only
the two of us. If you do it fast, you won't even feel it" I said. Patty
looked anxious and non-receptive to the idea. "C'mon, we don't have much
time. Plus, you need to get used to the idea that I need to see your body
when you workout. You need to stop hiding yourself under those clothes when
we're together"

"Seriously, dude, this is going too far away..."

"Fuck you, asshole" I yelled but controlled my tone not to be heard by
others and attract attention. I wanted to sound really pissed, I wanted to
scare Patty. If he didn't feel scared, he wouldn't cooperate. "I'm here
wasting my time with you while I could be doing anything else of my
life. D'you seriously think I give a shit for you and your body? I don't!
I'm just trying to help you coz you and my girl are good friends. Then I
thought we could be good friends too. I spent time making research for
you. I wasted time looking for this stuff for you, even that protein that
is so fucking expensive, I got for you for free and you don't appreciate
it. Besides, d'you think I like looking at your body and talking about your
ass? Don't you think this is way more embarrassing for me than for you? I
got a lot more of reputation than you here" I spoke it out almost without a
single break. Patty had his eyes wide open, he bit his bottom lip and
clenched his fists. I breathed and continued, because I knew he was almost
convinced, but not yet. "I hate watching men working out around me. I'm
giving my best to watch you, to help you, I'll even touch you to make sure
you're doing it right, while I could be with my girl touching her
instead. Seriously! You pissing me off! Who the hell do you think you are?
Now look at me. D'you think I need to be here with you? Have you ever
thought about how helpful I am? I still haven't heard on fucking `thank
you' from you. Nothing, zero. So here's the time for you to decide. If you
want to walk away, just go, but go as a loser who lost the biggest chance
of being turned into a man by me. If you stay, I'll make sure you get the
body of my dream and you won't regret it"

Well, I tried my best to change something inside of his brain. He looked
nervous and confused, but that's what I expected from him anyway. He looked
down, a bit ashamed maybe. He didn't know what to say, or so I guessed.

"If you want to go on with this, take off your shirt and let me take this
fucking picture"

He hesitated. I was afraid I had screwed everything. Those were seconds of
expectation from both sides. I had nothing else to do or offer, so it was
up to him.

Patty took off his shirt so fast I barely noticed. So fast I didn't have
time to realize he had agreed to my terms. I felt like smiling but I
couldn't, I had to remain pissed or he'd think I was joking. He should
remain scared and believe that everything I was doing was making me
disgusted.

"Take off your shoes. I don't wear shoes when I workout and neither will
you"

I don't know why I said that, I always wore shoes in the gym, but I felt it
would make him more vulnerable. Yes, that's exactly what I felt, so I went
on: "And gimme your watch, your necklace, and that ring. You ain't on a
fashion parade"

I sounded so damn serious, Patty didn't stop to think or ask why should he
do that. I think he had believed I hated doing that, but we were both
aiming at the same goal so he should just obey. And then he handed me his
stuff. His shoes were put in the corner, socks rolled inside of it.

"Flex your muscles" I pointed the phone back to him.

As he was still holding his T-shirt, I asked him to give it to me, which he
promptly did.

"Lower your shorts too, I can't see your thighs'

This was the first moment Patty forgot about me to look around. I reassured
him no one would bother us, so he let his shorts fall on his feet. He was
wearing white boxers, normal ones, nothing to write about. His dick was
obviously flaccid, he wasn't enjoying this.

"Step out of them, and giv'em to me"

He looked hesitant again, but did as I ordered.

"Don't worry coz I won't ask you to get naked. I don't want to see your
little junk. I'll never will"

There are two things I need to clarify here. Firstly, I did want to get him
naked but it was obvious, even to me, that that would be more than enough
to make him think there was something wrong with me and our situation. It's
hard to explain how horny I became when I thought he was there almost naked
while I was fully clothed watching him showing himself to me. I wanted that
to be our routine but I couldn't do it so fast. I needed to tranquilize him
now to make things easier later. Secondly, I had to say something about the
size of his dick just to make him a bit more embarrassed. He didn't know
I've seen his dick in the pics Steve took for me under the table, but he
did know his junk was really small. I started taking the pictures and was
impressed because he was really smooth. Even his armpits had almost no
hair. And he had a nice body, I must admit. Little fat, small waist,
muscular thighs, curved chest and arms, pinks nipples.

"Turn around" I ordered, already salivating. It took him a while to
understand why I wanted to see his back. "I need to take photos of your
back. And your white ass" I said `white ass' in a scornful way so he could
think I didn't want to do this.

He turned around and I proceeded with the photos. I neared him and kneeled
down to see his ass from a better perspective. And wow! That's exactly the
ass I dreamt about when I thought of a perfect fuckable ass.

"I need to see your ass" I asked, drooling.

He cleared his throat twice. "But you said I didn't need to get naked"

"This will be fast. Just lower it below the buttocks"

He put his fingers inside the waistband of his boxers but didn't move
it. Already impatient, I did it myself, but didn't stop the undies from
falling on the floor as I pulled them faster than the necessary. That's
when it happened. Patty, probably instinctively, rushed to put up his
undies and to do that he had to bend over to reach his feet. Those were
just a few seconds, but when he bent his body I saw his asshole for the
first time. A pink smooth pucker, ready to become a pussy. What a view! I
pressed the red button on my phone repetitively and snapped dozens of
photos. I still don't know how I controlled myself and didn't fuck him
right there, but that's what I always say, I could've done that but it'd be
only a one-time thing. Nah, I wanted more, I wanted to hear him asking to
be fucked and that demanded time. `Patience' I yelled to myself.

"Enough?" he asked, his boxers covering his ass again.

"It's ok. This could be better though. I thought you had a better ass, it's
not that good" of course I lied, I've never seen anything more perfect but
he had to think otherwise. "It's actually horrible"

"Bullshit. I've always been said I had a great ass. I mean, all the chicks,
always..."

There you go. He had to say the chicks said that, but we all know that a
guy with a great ass would've attracted the attention of men too and some
of them are bold enough to comment. This is definitely why Patty was so
insecure about being naked among other men, or that's what I thought.

"Nah, it's good if compared to the average, but you'll be compared to the
best, and this is far from being good enough. We gotta lot of work to do" I
took a look at my wristwatch and realized we wouldn't have time to
workout. I wanted to get early to the competition and talk to Kevin. "I'm
afraid we'll have to start that program tomorrow. We better be going"

I handed his clothes back to him and he got dressed as fast as a
flash. Barely he knew he'd spend a lot of time naked from that day on. He
also got his necklace and the other stuff I had put on the top of an old
leg press machine and put them back on.

"It's a shame that protein shake will go to waste" I said not really
carrying about it. I just wanted him to know the importance I gave to the
shake so he could try to appreciate it more next time.

"Yeah" he answered, looking to my feet. The bitch was shy after my rough
words. I can't explain but I felt sorry for being so angry at him. I know
this isn't a good quality of a real master to feel sorry for such a small
thing like yelling, but I was new at this stuff, so don't blame me. I put
my right arm around his neck and pulled him to my body. His head was laying
on my chest. Then I instinctively lowered my hand and tapped his butt
slightly. It was really quick and he didn't complain, so I realized it
could be a good thing to start touching his butt whenever I had the chance,
just to make him used to the touch of my hand. He gave me a shy smile, but
I noticed he wasn't so upset/nervous anymore. Good enough. I needed him
patient and cooperative for the rest of the day.

We headed to the parking lot where I had my old Dodge Ram waiting for us. I
rushed because I still needed to find Kevin and have a long talk with
him. Probably he wouldn't even remember me, I didn't know exactly what
could happen.

Patty was looking across his window, and I could understand him. We weren't
that close yet, so he didn't know how to communicate with me after the
whole incident in the gym. But I could make it easier for him.

"Relax, ok? The world is pretty nasty, so don't get angry just coz I yelled
at you. It was just a wake up call. I was being your friend there"

Patty looked at me, he wasn't angry, or he tried to suppress his
feelings. "I ain't angry"

"Great" I smiled and ruffled his head. It's obvious he was angry but I
wouldn't turn this into a discussion like the ones I used to have with my
girl. You know when they say shit like `I ain't angry' but still look
angry, then you say they're lying and they start talking because you gave
them the chance. Patty wouldn't be getting such a chance from me.

"It's a hot day. Why don't you take off your shirt?" I asked. He didn't
like the suggestion but I had to get him used to the idea that he'd be
getting naked around me very often.

Patty looked at me thinking I should be probably joking. Why would I start
with this all over again? Well, this kind of thing should be repeated so
he'd get the idea that was natural between the two of us. Whenever we were
together he should wear less than me.

"We ain't in the gym anymore" he replied.

"Shit. Why you need to be so bitchy about everything? Here..." then I
removed my own T-shirt "see? It's hot and why would you rather boil inside
those clothes to getting them off? You need to stop worrying so much. Be
proud of your body. How d'you wanna be a bodybuilder if you can't show off
what you got? C'mon, you can practice it now"

The poor bitch did want to be a bodybuilder. He had a bunch of magazines
about the theme, he knew a lot about regulations and stuff. He was no
beginner and for this reason he knew I was right. He took off his T-shirt
as I ordered and it meant a lot to me. Before our talk in the gym, he would
have argued more, he would have said we could do it later, but now he
complied without much resistance. That was great, so I felt like I could be
a bit bolder now.

"Good to see you're learning" I smiled sympathetically. "Now lose your
shorts too"

I decided it would be a good idea to give a direct order this time instead
of asking him. He had to learn I'm not the kind of person who asks, but
orders. If he had the wrong idea, he'd start complaining again and I
couldn't let it happen.

"Nah, I'm fine" he answered. Did he disappoint me? Yes, he did. Was I
expecting this from him? Yes, I was. Well, changing takes time. However, I
wasn't really in the mood to talk so I just looked him straight in the
eyes. That kind of look your parents give you when you're a kid and do
something wrong. He got the message, but he had more to say. "Will you take
off yours too?" Well, that I didn't see coming. I thought he'd ask why, or
he'd complain about being half naked in my car so someone would see him. At
the same time, I didn't think not even for a second that he wanted to see
me in my undies. He was trying to make it about me, not him. Maybe he
thought he could become the alpha male there if he had me obeying him. I've
seen this kind of stuff before, I've dealt with this kind of people before
so I knew what to do.

"Sure. What's the problem on that? But you go first" I faked a smile and
saw Patty a bit disappointed. He was probably expecting me to say something
different so what was he thinking about now? He didn't know what to
say. Disconcerted, he slid his shorts to his feet and grabbed it with his
hands. Looking at me, he wanted me to do the same. I could imagine his
voice saying: `your turn' as if he had actually said that.

I opened the glove box and Patty squeezed himself against the seat of the
car, imagining I was trying to touch him. I returned to my seat and pointed
to the open box. "Put your clothes there and I'll take off mine and do the
same"

Patty acted automatically. He just did as I asked then I rushed to close
the glove box again. That's a tricky glove box because you need to know how
to open it, he wouldn't be able to. Before he got the chance to ask me if I
wasn't taking off my shorts, I did the opposite.

"Actually, it isn't as hot as I imagined" and I put back my T-shirt.

Patty tried to get his clothes back. In vain. "How do I open this?"

"Why don't you just relax? I'm telling you and you should listen. The
longer you spend half naked, the easier it'll be for you to face the
judges. You need to lose your shyness. I used to be like you in the past
when I started joining these competitions. Once a good friend of mine told
me that if you can't show yourself off, you better give up. And that's a
very one-way sort of thing coz you can't think the judges will lose their
clothes to judge you. A bunch of guys will be fully dressed behind a table
judging you wearing nothing but jockstraps..."

"What you talking about?" he interrupted me. Usually I wouldn't let him
interrupt me but I allowed him to do so when I was in the middle of
convincing him of something. "Usually there are both men and women judging
us. And we don't wear jockstraps, it's more like trunks..."

"Yeah, but trunks hide your glutes, and the competition you'll be joining
is more about legs as I told you. Anyway, the point here is made
already. You need to stop being shy about this and get ready to be almost
naked in front of fully clothed men. I told you already that I hate
watching you naked by my side, but I'm trying to help you out. If you don't
want me to help you, then you just say it and I'll spend my time with
someone who's worth it. I promise that I'd train someone so well, you'd
never win anything in your life. Ask Aaron or anyone about my capacity to
make you a champion and you'll start to appreciate me more for what I'm
doing for you"

"Ok, I got it, ok? Sorry for questioning you, but I'm not the kind of
person who feels well being undressed, or... you know..."

"Yeah, I know. That's why I'm insisting you must learn how to be half naked
in front of clothed men and even enjoy that. The more you enjoy, the more
relaxed you are, the better will be your marks coz you'll show more than
the other contestants. D'you think they give a shit for being naked? You
gonna see today"

"I know" Patty finally complied. There were no doubts in his eyes anymore
and that represented a huge step in the way I'd turn him into my bitch.

"Promise you'll stop complaining when I ask you something? That's for your
own good. Do you get it now?"

"Ok. Sorry about that. I'm just a bit paranoid about this whole thing" he
confessed.

I gave him an honest smile and slapped his exposed right thigh hard enough
to leave a red mark there. Patty smiled back, and that gesture sealed the
peace between the two of us. But I knew this wouldn't last, because after
every new step he'd get back to defence as an unbreakable straight man. I'd
do that, he would do the same.

I started the car and got us moving, but I had still one thing I'd like to
do before getting to our destiny. I stopped by at a gas station. Patty
panicked because he felt really exposed now. He shouldn't. I had a big car,
no one would be able to see him. Unfortunately.

"What I told you? If someone sees you from outside, they'll think you got
your top off. A lot of men are doing the same right now. It's a fucking hot
day. Relax, ok? I'll be back soon"

I left him and headed to a seven eleven to buy Patty a nice treat. I got
him a Firecracker, which is a popsicle that has a cylindrical shape. I'd
say it's more like phallic, with three colors and different flavours. I got
myself a drumstick and went back to the car. He looked very uncomfortable
but tried to pretend there was nothing wrong going on.

"Here" I gave him the popsicle.

"What's that?" he asked rhetorically.

"What you think?"

Patty was scared again. Well, it would be like that till he got used to the
idea of wearing barely nothing while I sat there fully clothed. He took the
popsicle and opened it. I knew he wanted to say `no, thanks' but he knew it
wouldn't be a good idea to disappoint me more. I started eating my ice
cream while he bit the first part of his candy. I didn't want him to bite
the stupid thing, but suck it. I needed to see how he looked while sucking
something cylindrical.

"Haven't you ever sucked a firecracker before?" I asked as I saw Patty
ready to have another bite of the popsicle.

"Why?"

"That's not how you eat it. You gotta put the whole thing in your mouth so
you can taste the three flavors at once"

He looked lost, but I knew what I wanted. Don't blame me. I think I got a
fetish for food, mainly when I watch guys using it to prove their
`bitchness'. I grabbed his hand and drove the popsicle he had in his grip
all the way into his mouth. I'm not kidding, it disappeared
completely. I've never seen anyone doing that, not the whole thing. This
guy must have no gag reflex at all. It got me rock hard in the blink of the
eyes.

"Wow, the whole thing?" I couldn't help myself.

"Fuck, what the hell?" he said as soon as he got it out of his mouth. "You
nuts or something?"

"You got no gag reflex?" I asked, leaving his questions unanswered. My
questions are more important than his anyway. Patty looked disconcerted and
upset again. My eyes were fixed on him, he knew I wouldn't stop staring
till he answered me. He sighed.

"I had my tonsils removed when I was a kid" he was panting, being
dramatic. "You seriously crazy. What's wrong with you?"

"Relax. Everything makes you angry. Sometimes I think you live in a
shell. You can't be touched, no one can see your body. There's a lot going
on inside your head. Just let it go and be confident" I still wanted to
make him more receptive to my approaches, but I also meant what I said. I
thought he'd be a much better person if he was a bit less tense and
defensive all the time. "By the way, now you learned how to suck it right,
why don't you show me how it's done? No kidding, I've never seen it going
all the way inside a mouth before, so just show it again. It's amazing"

"Why? This is weird" he squeezed his back against the upholstery of the
seat as if trying to be swallowed by the car. That was fun to watch.

"Not weird. It's just one of those talents some people have and it's
interesting. Like moving your ears without touching them, or licking your
own elbows. C'mon now. Just once more"

I knew Patty would do that, so I focused well on his face just to
appreciate the little show. And after another sigh he did it. The fucking
thing disappeared once again inside his mouth. His lips made a perfect
circle around the frozen pole and I could picture for the first time how
he'd look when sucking my hot dick. I can't describe how much I liked
that. I just tried to imagine how he'd be on his knees and looking at my
eyes when my cock was shoved till the balls inside his mouth. Those lips
would be more stretched too, there would have pubic hair touching his
nose. Well, I could picture that.

He took it out of his mouth and asked if we could go now. Well, it was time
anyway, besides now I wanted to see the real thing not a popsicle
anymore. I started the car and after thirty minutes, we got to the sports
center where the competition was being held.

"Can I have my clothes now?" he asked. He didn't sound upset this time, so
I didn't need to start another argument. I considered this question
reasonable given we reached our destination.

"Why don't you go in like this? I bet no one will even notice you in your
undies"

"You can't be serious. I ain't going in like this"

I know it would be very interesting to make him walk in his boxers around,
but the fact is he wouldn't do that. Let's be real, he'd stay in the car or
hide himself somewhere and then never talk to me again. So I just smiled,
showing I was joking, and opened the glove box for him. He dressed up and
off we went towards the entrance.

No need to say I knew almost everyone there. I introduced Patty to a few
friends of mine, even to big names in bodybuilding, people he used to see
in his magazines. I saw his eyes shining. This boy would have a completely
new impression of me after we were through this. Many of those friends
asking me to go back to competing, saying I was the best, and Patty by my
side listening to everything they said. In one of this small talks, I asked
this friend of mine if he still had no problems in wearing those little
trunks we wear on stage. He laughed and said: "you kidding me? I wear them
to go to the market". I looked at Patty and he saw my eyes telling him `are
you listening to him? Remember his words, boy'

At a certain point, I had to leave Patty behind and look for Kevin. There
were things I wanted to talk to Kevin I didn't want Patty to listen mainly
because they would be about Patty. I felt quite weird because it would be
the first time I'd be talking openly to someone about my interest in
fucking another man (Aaron doesn't count because we had a different
relationship).

I was told Kevin was somewhere in the locker room getting ready. I gotta
say I hate the locker room before this sort of competition. It's an awful
environment. A lot of guys spraying those tanning lotions on the body,
eating tons of rice cakes, drinking coffee, farting like camels, all those
smells coming together is hell. Apparently, this one was a bit better than
other competitions I've been to. Well, it was still too early anyway, so
there was almost no one there, so I felt a bit better. As I got inside the
room, I didn't have any problem to find Kevin Burns sitting on a bench
turned to the lockers. He had big headphones hiding his ears and he seemed
quite focused. He wasn't different from the guy I met years ago, although
he was definitely much bigger now. He was dark-skinned, short hair, squared
jaw, his big trapezius were hiding his neck and the same goes to his other
muscles. The guy was really big. I thought about leaving him but then I
thought he could have me for a small talk. We had four or more hours to the
show anyway.

I got near him and tapped his shoulder. He looked at me and squeezed his
eyes as if trying to recognize him. He removed his headphone and put it
aside.

"You... I know you" he said. His voice sounded much deeper than when I
remembered.

"Yeah, you should..."

"Karl? Right? Karl, the German boy?" I was called German or gringo by a few
Latinos and other people started calling me the same. Well, my father was
German, so I never cared.

"Yeah..."

He got up and hugged me. I wasn't expecting that. We weren't that close, if
you know what I mean. But he looked quite surprised by seeing me, than he
said something even more surprising.

"I'd never forget you. When we were younger I'd give everything to suck
you"

Gosh! Did he have me blushed?  "Wouldn't you feel like sucking me now?" I
managed to ask, trying to continue the joke. But it wasn't a joke.

He looked me from head to toes and laughed. "Now that you said it. I got
time for a quickie"

I seriously don't know if he meant what he said, it was weird. But it was
good to know he had time, so we could talk.

"So, you're still into sucking dick?"

"Well, you're still into fucking pussy?" he had a good point.

"And fucking ass too" I put my cards on the table. "Even a nice male's
bubble ass"

Now it was his turn to look surprised. Or was he shocked? I couldn't blame
him. I was straight as a sword when we first met and now, out of the blue,
I was talking about fucking a man.

"Well, I can fix more time for us then" he smiled, and I smiled back.

"Actually, I'd like to talk to you about it, if you don't mind" we didn't
have much time so I went straight to the point. "There's this guy I wanna
fuck but I'm afraid if I do that he'll never talk to me again. I'd like him
to be more like my personal bitch, if you know what I mean..."

Kevin still looked surprised, but he wasn't surprised because I was talking
about all this kinky stuff at once, but because I was talking about fucking
a guy. He used to talk about sex way more than me and none of this would
shock him.

"You seriously mean, fucking a guy? Men have cock, you know that, right?"

I sat down beside him. "I don't give a shit for his cock, I want the ass"

"Like a one-way thing..."

"Absolutely"

"Well, if you don't want to rape him then you gotta convince him. It can
take some time. You're not the kind of person who would wait that long, if
I remember you well" he should be able to remember me though. He wanted me
so bad he'd spy on me. Well, I didn't forget him.

"I'm trying. First, I thought you could gimme some ideas. Then I thought we
could try something. He's outside..." I told him, pointing to the door.

"I'd like to know the guy who changed you this much" he smiled. "Well, as
for the ideas, I can tell you how I was `turned', if you know what I
mean. It wasn't a very gradual process but it involved quite a lot of
convincing too. You know, I'm gay and I don't hide it, so all they did was
to make me aware of it. As for the guy you wanna fuck, I don't know. If
he's straight it'll take longer"

"Well, just tell me what happened to you then"

"Ok. Hope I can say everything in half an hour. I'll tell you what I saw
and what I was told later by the guys who made me their bitch" and he
started telling me the story of his conversion.

-------------------------------------------------

When Kevin was fourteen he was already big for his age, he was born with
all the right genes for bodybuilding, he could gain muscles only by
inhaling oxygen. It was natural to him. Other boys, even older than him,
always envied him for that and a few of these other boys couldn't stand
someone who was born with such a gift. That's what thought Ralph and
Peter. Ralph was Kevin's older brother, he was sixteen at the time, he had
a good physique too, but not as big as his little brother's. Peter was
skinnier, more like a swimmer, a very lean boy who had a great and big
(really big) triumph inside his undies. Ralph always thought that Kevin was
queer, because even before having body hair he started to shave
everything. He never understood it. Moreover, he thought Kevin used to
shake his ass too much when walking and for him only chicks would do
that. So, if he was naturally muscled, he should be a natural fag as well
or so he thought. Nothing of this was actually accurate, Ralph only needed
to feel superior to his younger brother so he created this image of a
little fag and it made him feel better.

One day, Ralph and Peter were playing video game in Ralph's room. Every
time they talked about Kevin, Ralph would make sure he said Kevin was a
fag. That day it was no different, but Peter defied him when he said he
didn't think the same.

"I actually saw him with Stella at school and they were about to kiss when
someone interrupted them" Peter said.

That was quite unbearable to Ralph, because he himself hadn't kissed a girl
yet so having his little brother not only being bigger than him but doing
it earlier than him was unacceptable. If Kevin wasn't gay as Peter
suggested, then he had to make sure he'd turn his brother into a cock
hungry fag before he fucked a girl. This was interesting because he didn't
think about fucking a girl first, but not allowing his brother to do that
was his top priority. That's envy's true nature.

Starting that same day, Ralph wouldn't lose the chance to show his dick to
his younger brother. He knew Kevin would sooner or later pay attention and
suck his dick, but it never happened. Time was passing, Peter continued
saying how close Kevin was to Stella and Ralph knew he should start doing
something more concrete as soon as possible or the worst would happen. If
showing his dick wasn't enough to capture Kevin's attention, then he
thought it would be a better idea to force him to. Maybe that's how it
worked, he thought.

Ralph also knew it wasn't enough to have Kevin sucking his dick, he would
need Peter to watch it. He wanted to prove to his best friend that his
little brother couldn't possibly fuck Stella because he was a fag. Peter
had fucked a whore when he visited his cousins in a small town once, so
Ralph was getting behind his friend and his younger brother, he needed to
show this wasn't happening. Peter sensed his best friend's fear and decided
to help him.

"If you want to have him sucking you, you gotta change your plans" Peter
said as they ate chips in Ralph's room. "I say that coz when I fucked that
bitch she told me how it works. Well, she was a whore so I'm taking her as
an example. When I got alone with her in that room, I started touching her
as if I cared for her feelings. She was glad I did, but she said that fuck
was about me, not her. When she sucked my dick then I understood what she
meant. It felt so fucking good I didn't want to think about her, I wanted
to be there doing nothing but enjoying the moment. Course this is different
when you love the girl, then you'll feel like giving something in exchange,
but with a whore... Anyway, my point is, he'd be your whore, so you gotta
think about you, not him. I just think you're doing the opposite. When you
say you want to prove he's a fag you're thinking about him, not you. You
should prove YOU are his superior, and not that HE is your inferior, got
it?"

"But I AM his superior" Ralph stated, a bit annoyed as he thought Peter
doubted about it.

"So prove it. I mean, you said you were showing your dick to him, but he
didn't look coz he had other stuff to do and shit. Dude, you should be more
proud of your dick. You can't go out showing it to him, he should deserve
to look at it. When that whore grabbed my cock over my pants, she actually
asked me if I'd allow her to take it out. D'you get it? Course I would, she
knew that, everyone would know that, but she still asked. That means a lot!
This means respect. This means you know your place. That's how you'll show
Kevin he's inferior, when he respects you and worship your dick"

Ralph was mesmerised. He never expected Peter to know so much about this
stuff. He felt completely humiliated. It wasn't only about not being a
virgin anymore, it was about the way Peter saw things. It's a completely
different mindset, it's another level. Ralph thought he was still a kid and
behaved like one as when he started showing his dick to Kevin.

"Actually" Peter continued, as Ralph lost his will to talk after being
lectured, "I dunno if you'd accept this, but, anyway... would you allow me
to join in? I mean, since that day with that whore I haven't had anyone
sucking me and..."

"Only if you help with the plan" Ralph answered straightaway. He actually
wanted to say `only if you make the plan' because he had no idea on what to
do and Peter was obviously much smarter than him. "And my dick will be the
first one he'll suck" he continued. That would be fair, otherwise he
wouldn't be able to prove his superiority.

"Fair enough" Peter agreed. "But I'll be the first one then to fuck his
ass"

Surprisingly, Ralph hadn't' thought about butt fucking so far. He didn't
care about the sex, he just wanted to make a point, but when Peter talked
about fucking, he realized it wasn't just about him, probably he'd change
his brother's life. Well, as he thought a bit further, if he's really a fag
he'd thank him for it. He shouldn't think too much about it.

"Ok. I don't think I'd fuck him in the ass anyway"

"Oh, you should. This is a better way to show you're superior"

"Nah, I pass..." Ralph thought this would be too much. This would be
changing his brother and he still thought of Kevin as a little brother in
more familiar terms. However, he didn't consider that Peter would be
fucking him anyway.

"It's up to you. But since the day I fucked that whore I started thinking
about fucking an ass. All guys talk about it and many never had the
chance. I don't care if it's your brother as long as I'm fucking an
ass. People say it feels much better than pussy. It's much tighter and
warmer. Fuck, I'm getting hard just thinking about it"

"Ok, I got it" Ralph stopped Peter as he started to regret the fact that
Peter would be the first one to fuck Kevin.

"We need to make a plan then. What kind of things your brother likes? Like
a hobby or something"

"I dunno. He likes to shave his body, that fag. He likes to show off. He's
always taking photos of himself..."

"Like his body and stuff?" Peter asked eagerly.

"Yeah. Why?"

"That's how we gonna get him. Just one problem that could make this
harder. D'you know if you are... I mean, if your dick is bigger than his?"
Peter asked.

"Oh, of that I'm a hundred percent sure. Kevin may have big muscles, but
his dick is nothing you'd write home about. Trust me"

"Perfect then. Let me know when you're alone with him here, then we'll make
this work"

By the end of their talk, Peter was even more inspired than Ralph. On the
next days, he started to pay attention to Kevin, more specifically, to his
ass. He never, not even for one second, thought about Kevin's lips around
his shaft. That's not what he was looking for, although he knew he'd need
to make Kevin suck him before moving to his ass. But in his imagination, he
could see Kevin naked, his hands on his hips bringing his ass towards his
pelvis while his long cock disappeared inside his hole. He started
wondering how he'd make his whole dick disappear in such a narrow tunnel,
so he bought Vaseline and other stuff that could make it easier. He was
young, and he was horny. He wouldn't consider Kevin's pain once he started
fucking, so he had to think about the details before getting into action.

Peter thought about it over and over again. Every night he'd add another
idea to his masterplan, then he'd jerk off thinking of Kevin. That was
weird at first but then he relaxed. It couldn't be gay if all you wanted
was to fuck. He was just horny. This tension grew bigger and he started
asking Ralph about the plan, and Ralph said the chance hadn't come
yet. Peter was about to lose his patience and change the plan when Ralph
announced they've got the perfect chance. His parents would visit his
grandmother and Kevin had to stay to finish some work for school. Usually,
Peter would go with his parents and leave Kevin alone but this time he said
he'd stay and the whole thing was settled. Peter couldn't be
happier. Everything should happen on a Saturday, so Peter finished
everything by Friday and didn't jerk off for the rest of the week just to
make sure he'd be really horny. And so did Ralph.

Ralph had changed as well. Since the time he talked to Peter he started to
think more about himself and his needs. He wanted to know what a blowjob
felt like, he's heard stories, so many of them that he couldn't hold
anymore. His brother had a mouth and he had the dick, perfect
match. Gradually, he was not thinking about the brother as the inferior,
but about him as the superior, alpha-male who should be pleased by his soon
to become bitch brother. He paid more attention to Kevin. He couldn't be
wrong when he thought of Kevin as a fag. He was too kind, too responsive,
his room was too clean. Well, even if Kevin was the opposite, Ralph would
still see him as a fag, but as he saw his brother doing everything his
parents asked without questioning them, he started wondering if he'd be the
same if he gave the orders. So slowly, as he waited for a chance to
actually have Kevin on his knees sucking on his dick, he started giving
orders himself.

"Hey, brow. Would you help me clean my room?" Ralph once asked.

And Kevin did it. Kevin thought this was a brother thing, so why not? That
day, Ralph did half of the cleaning and Kevin the other half. But next time
he had to clean his room, he gave Kevin another task, and gave himself more
free time to watch. After a few times doing the same, it became a one-way
thing. Kevin did everything while Ralph stayed put on his chair watching
his brother. Kevin once complained he was the only one doing everything,
but Ralph didn't move a muscle.

"Sorry, bro. I just feel like you do everything so much better than me I
thought I could leave it all to you. It's really an amazing job you do
there" Ralph explained with a grin on the face. He thought Kevin would
probably leave and don't do anything for him ever again, but he stayed and
continued. Ralph then knew for sure this would work out. He thought that
very soon Kevin wouldn't be only cleaning the room, but he'd be cleaning
his dick clean any chance he had. Ralph thought about Kevin swallowing his
sperm. That would be so hot. It would be like marking his territory. Kevin
would have a part of Ralph forever in his body.

On that fatidic Saturday, Kevin woke up thinking he would have to do his
homework. He was wearing his pyjamas that consisted of blue loose shorts
and a t-shirt. He wanted to finish his homework quickly so he'd have time
to do other stuff later, maybe go out with his best friend, a half Japanese
guy named Kenji. He got out of bed and quickly cleaned his room before
going downstairs for breakfast. He noticed Peter coming into the house
carrying a backpack without knocking or anything, but thought it was ok
since they all knew each other.

"What's up?" said Peter before climbing up the staircase.

Kevin finished eating and walked back to his room when Ralph called him to
his room. That was unusual. He'd be called there only to do the cleaning,
but that wasn't happening with Peter in the house.

"What?" Kevin said with his head into the room, but his body still outside,
knowing he wouldn't be staying there.

"C'mon in" now Peter invited quite friendly. "Actually I'm the one who
asked Peter to call you in. He said you never worked out and I was pretty
amazed. Is that true? Coz you got a nice body for someone who never hit the
gym"

"Thanks. Yeah, I just do normal stuff, like skating or basket" he answered
without getting in the room.

"I said c'mon, come here" Peter invited again.

The room was a considerably big enough for only one person. It had a bed in
one corner then a sofa (actually a sofa bed) on its side, facing a TV with
the videogame. On the other side just a built-in wardrobe. Peter and Ralph
were both sitting on the couch, their backs leaning against the armchairs,
leaving the middle of the sofa unoccupied. Peter was wearing a t-shirt,
sweatpants, his snickers still on; Ralph was more casual, board shorts and
a t-shirt, which he used to wear when going out.

Peter suggested he wanted Kevin to sit down there as he touched the spot in
the center, indicating where Kevin should be. Kevin wasn't in the mood but
he moved in.

"Close the door" Ralph ordered.

"What for? No one's home..." Kevin wondered.

"Still. It feels like there's someone out there"

Kevin closed the door behind him and slowly moved towards the sofa, but
didn't sit down. Peter then grabbed Kevin's wrist and pulled him down, so
he had no other option but to sit.

"So, your brother told me you like to take photos of yourself. I know you
like to show off..." Peter started.

"I don't like to show off" Kevin interrupted.

"How come? You're always walking shirtless everywhere. By the way, I think
it's the first time I come here and see you wearing a top. How come?"

"It was cold last night" Kevin answered quickly.

"You say he likes to walk shirtless? He likes to walk around wearing
nothing. As soon as he's alone here he gets into his birthday suit and only
dresses up when someone gets back" Ralph intervened.

"Hey, that's bullshit..." Kevin started.

"Is that? I saw it. Mom saw it. Everyone did. Why do you need to get naked
then?" Ralph asked.

"I dunno... Well, it's obvious, it's more comfortable..."

"Nah" now it was Peter's turn to say something. "There I'll have to
disagree with you, bud. I don't think being naked makes me feel more
comfortable..."

"Me either" Ralph added just to make Ralph's point stronger.

"So, it makes the two of us" Peter continued. "I think there's nothing more
comfortable than wearing sweatpants and I'd rather wear them to be naked
and I'm sure Ralph would rather wear shorts..."

"That's for sure. I never walked around the house naked..."

"See?" Peter felt confident with Ralph's support.

"What's the point?" Kevin asked visibly lost.

"The point is... I'm comfortable. Your brother is comfortable. But you
ain't" Peter finished, aware that his point was made.

"And who cares?" Kevin asked again.

"I do" Peter answered.

"Me too" Ralph did the same.

"I mean, it's unfair that me and your brother are here feeling comfortable
when you are not"

"That's true, bro" Ralph said in a calm and reassuring voice. "You and I
stay almost all the time alone in this house and I know you would rather be
naked but you ain't coz I'm here. It makes me feel bad. Sometimes I feel
like going out just b'coz I'm keeping you from doing what you want. It
bothers me a lot"

"Fuck. I don't mind about wearing clothes. What you talking about?" Kevin
was still lost, not understanding what they wanted from him. He couldn't
understand the way his brother was talking to him. He never cared about
anything. He was lost.

"I know you do" Ralph answered.

"Yeah, he does. And as a matter of fact, I'm feeling a bit bothered right
now as well"

"Well, I'm sorry about that, but what can I do to change it? There's
nothi..."

"Lose your clothes and feel comfortable" Peter answered at once.

"What?"

"Yeah.  That's what I wanted to say long time ago but didn't know how"
Ralph explained. "I always felt like I should tell you that, but didn't
know what to say. Then I asked Peter to help me coz I was really feeling
bad in this house when you're around"

"I don't know what to say? I don't wanna be naked with you around" Kevin
protested.

"Well, I'm sorry about that but you have to. That's another reason why I
asked Peter to come here"

Without further notice, Peter and Ralph moved at once towards Kevin and
started undressing him. It was quite unfair. Kevin tried to keep his
pyjamas on, but it was in vain. All the effort he used to keep it on just
made things worse. From the tension on the fabric, the pyjamas were torn in
pieces to the point all Kevin had on him was the elastic band of his now
destroyed shorts.

"What the fuck?" Kevin protested, his hands hiding his dick from being
exposed.

Ralph didn't answer. He went to the door, locked it and put the key inside
his pants.

"What you doing?" he asked astonished.

"We're helping you. If you stay long enough with us here, you'll see that
in no time you will forget you're naked among other people and it won't
bother you ever again" Peter grinned.

Kevin was extremely upset. He kept his hands on his dick and tried to
pretend nothing was happening. Ralph and Peter sat on each side of the
younger boy again and started playing videogame. They played for almost
half an hour. Ralph asked if Kevin wanted to play too, but he didn't
answer. So the two boys continued for another hour and they knew they could
go on like this for as long as necessary. Then, finally, Kevin decided to
speak again.

"When will you let me out? I have stuff to do"

"Clean my room, then I'll think" Ralph answered, eyes still glued to the
TV.

"What? No way!"

"So, be my guest and stay there for as long as you want. I have all
day. You don't"

Kevin was annoyed, he didn't want to comply but what choice did he have?
"If I do that will you let me out?" he asked defeated.

"You gotta promise that whenever we're alone in this house you'll be naked"
Ralph demanded.

"Fine" Kevin said. Well, it was that kind of `fine' we say but everyone
knows it's no more than a lie. As soon as he saw himself out of the room,
he'd have his clothes back on and pretend nothing happened. Actually, he'd
probably tell everything to his parents and have his brother punished. It
happened before and Ralph knew how it worked, but this time he pretended he
believed.

"So start" Ralph pointed to the messy wardrobe.

Kevin got up still hiding his penis, but barely he knew that what Peter
wanted to see wasn't his dick, but his ass. A room cleaning task would make
the show so much better he decided to leave Ralph playing by himself while
he enjoyed the view of his best friend's ass. And it was a nice one, not
too big, but perfect for a good pounding. Big enough for the ass to work
like cushions.

Ralph had made sure he'd have his room messy enough to keep Kevin busy for
more than one hour and so it did. In the beginning, Kevin was still trying
to hide his swollen dick, but then he realized it wasn't helping. He
decided to pretend he wasn't naked and it worked. In no time Kevin was
walking around the room wearing nothing but an elastic band around his
waist cleaning and putting stuff in their right place. Peter was quiet,
watching, drooling. His long dick leaking inside his pants.

"Clean behind the TV, then under the bed too" Peter asked as if he owned
the place.

Kevin didn't want to argue anymore. He was cleaning for more than forty
minutes and he just wanted to finish and move on with his life. He kneeled
down and, completely unaware of those guys' real intentions, he tried to
reach for the back of the TV, exposing his asshole for the world to
see. Ralph didn't look surprised, but Peter actually took a grip of his
hard dick and massaged it as the boy continued his cleaning task. Peter
took a camera out of his backpack and started taking pictures. Many of
them. Even when Kevin finished that part and moved to the bed, Peter
continued with the shooting, sometimes photos, sometimes videos.

When Ralph noticed Kevin was almost done with the cleaning, he looked at
Peter who nodded as if allowing him to go on with the next stage of the
plan.

Ralph pressed the TV/AV button of his remote control and suddenly they were
watching a woman being gang banged by a bunch of young guys. Kevin couldn't
help but hear the new sound, a lot of moaning that starkly contrasted to
the videogame.

He turned around to see what was going on and felt mesmerized with the
video. It was a good one, anyone into straight porn would feel like
watching it. For Kevin, that was something quite new. Well, he's watched
porn before, but never with so many people, never with so many guys. That
was different indeed. And those were a lot of hunk guys that wouldn't be
much older than him (some of them looked like being as old as Kevin), which
made everything even more special for his fourteen-year-old imagination. He
didn't want his brother and Peter to notice how interested he was, but
there was no way to deny it. He tried to find a position near the bed from
where he could watch the video without being noticed by the two guys, but
the idea didn't work.

"Why don't you come and join us? I think you're done cleaning already"
Peter suggested.

"Yeah, just sit down and rest" Ralph supported his friend.

Kevin was a bit slow and naïve, but he knew he'd end up having a huge
hardon if he watched a bit more of that video. It was already happening, he
knew the worse was still to happen. "Nah, I'm fine here. Still got stuff to
finish"

"Dude, are you shy coz you're spotting a hardon? All of us are hard right
now. What's the point in being shy? We're all men. This happens to all of
us" Peter tried to sound very friendly and reassuring so Kevin could feel
like sitting down with them despite being naked and hard. Kevin imagined
that, but the idea didn't seem so appealing anymore. He tried to hide his
cock with his hand like he's done before, but it was awkward now. He wasn't
very big, maybe five inches, but it was already hard to hide with his bare
hands. He looked for something he could use to hide it, like a pillow, but
everything was on the other side of the room in the wardrobe. This means he
would have to cross the room and go through the space that separated the
boys from the TV, being exactly in front of them, naked and hard.

"Kevin, will you keep cleaning forever? I thought you had other things to
do" Ralph said. "Sit down here and soon I'll give you the key"

Kevin was annoyed. He wanted to get out from there, but the price he had to
pay for that was too high. He thought about the pros and cons of sitting
down with them. He had no idea at all of their intentions, so he didn't put
these facts on the equation that led him to the conclusion that there
wouldn't be so bad to sit down there even hard. As Peter said, they'd be
hard too, so it's all among men.

Slowly, Kevin went back to the couch, he approached his big ass to the boys
before sitting down, hands still covering his dick. Peter smiled with the
prospect of fucking his first ass that day, a nice one indeed. He wasn't
thinking about the fact that the owner of the ass was a boy like him, he
actually forgot it completely.

The action on the TV was hot, even hotter if you think the audience was
composed by three horny teenagers. None of them was jerking off, although
they'd like to be doing that more than anything in the world. Their wish
could be taken from the sounds they made when adjusting their bodies on the
couch, when they breathed deeply and sighed as their cocks ache in their
pants or under hands. Peter and Ralph knew they had to give Kevin a few
minutes in order to get him more involved with the film and forget about
leaving the room. That wouldn't take too long for this to happen, the boy
couldn't even blink his eyes anymore. Peter made sure he was absorbed in
the images before speaking again.

"Hey, I think that guy looks like you" he referred to Kevin who took a
while to understand Peter was talking to him. "The one with the bigger cock
on the right"

Kevin had never talked about dicks with other guys like that. He's never
seen so many dicks on the screen and everything looked so new and
exciting. He'd remember he was naked among those older guys, but most of
the time he'd forget it. In the end, he did feel comfortable naked, so he
thought it wasn't that bad after all.

"Have you ever thought about being a porn star, Kevin? You got the body for
that. I mean, look at those guys, your body looks even better than theirs"

Kevin swallowed hard. He heard his name when Peter spoke. He was indeed
talking to him. Kevin's eyes scanned the video looking for the guy on the
right with a bigger cock. He felt a bit inferior. Although he had indeed a
better body, his dick was smaller. One of the few muscles in his body he
wouldn't be able to grow in the gym. As for the appearance, the actor did
look like Kevin. The face wasn't too different. Kevin didn't know what to
say.

"These guys make a lot of money. Very easy money I'd say" Peter continued.

"Yeah. I read somewhere they could make thousands of dollars for each one
of those scenes. Can you imagine it?" Ralph lied but he didn't feel bad
about it. The point there was to have Kevin interested in becoming a porn
actor.

"All of this money and all you gotta do is to fuck a chick" Peter sounded
dreamy. "I bet Kevin could be one. Such a lucky bastard"

Kevin didn't want to recognize it, but he did feel good about it. These two
older guys, one of them his older brother, were acknowledging him as the
only one in the room worth becoming a porn star. He was better than the two
of them. He started to feel bold, happy for being himself.

"Don't you think about being a porn star, Kevin?" Peter insisted.

"I dunno. Never thought about it"

"What if a porn director appeared here right now and asked you if you'd
like to try it. Would you?"

At this time, the actor who supposedly looked like Kevin, came near the
camera and started fucking the woman in the center. Kevin felt different,
as if he was the guy on the screen. The empathy with the actor had a
purpose and it was working.

"Maybe" Kevin hesitated.

"Maybe? You kidding? It's the chance of your life. It's one in a thousand
who's actually invited to be a porn star. How you dare to say `maybe'?"
Ralph asked acting better than the actors on the video.

"Well, I'd say yes" Kevin fixed his last sentence as he agreed with his
brother. No man would say no to that invitation.

"You so lucky" said Peter. "I bet it can happen quite soon. The only
problem is that you don't have experience. They could find someone better
than you in this aspect"

"But I will learn..." Kevin replied. Peter was more than happy when he
heard these words. It meant the boy fell in the trap.

"What if you practice now then? I'm pretty sure we could even make a video
and send to a studio someday. What do you say?" Peter asked already
standing up.

"I dunno... What should I do?" Kevin asked still hesitantly.

"Well, just pretend you're fucking someone. Like the guy in the video"

"Even a child can do that. Stand up" Ralph stood up too. "Lay on the bed
and pretend you're fucking someone. It can't be that hard"

Kevin stood up, but he wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing. Still
holding his hard dick, he felt like a puppet in the hands of those guys he
knew so well but who seemed so different to him at that moment.

"How do you expect to be in the porn industry if you can't stop hiding your
dick, asshole?" Ralph said, calling his brother asshole for the first
time. That was risky, because it could awake Kevin to the situation he was
putting himself into, but Peter wouldn't let it happen. Not now he was so
close to fuck his first ass, he wouldn't let the chance go.

"Don't be ashamed" Peter said quickly. "Remember we're among guys and we're
friends. Just think you're in a porn set, forget about everything
else. Fucking is natural to us men, so just go with the flow. We'll give
you tips based on what the guys do in the video"

Kevin neared the bed and put his knees over it. As he thought this was just
an experience among male friends, he let go of his penis, hard enough to
make it point upwards. That's another important moment Peter has been
waiting for.

"Oh, that's a bit disappointing" Peter was fast to say.

"What's that?" Kevin asked surprised.

"Your dick is too small. What's the size? Six?" Peter knew that it would be
smaller than six. He also knew six inches is not small, but he had to make
Kevin believe his dick wasn't good enough. He also had to make Kevin
believe that it was ok to have everyone looking at him and talking about
his most private parts. Kevin did look concerned, but Ralph stopped him
from hiding his dick again by holding his arm.

"Don't be shy. When you start making the videos, everyone will be looking
and talking about you. Just get used to it"

Ralph sounded genuinely worried and helpful, at least that's what Kevin
thought. Kevin eased his arms and let his dick stand untouched.

"That's the one I have" Kevin said. What else could he say?

"Well" Peter seemed thoughtful, "directors have certain strategies when
actors look good from certain angles, but not from all of them. We just
have to find the right angle. Or even better, we can forget about your dick
completely and focus on other parts of your body that look
more... appealing"

"And what looks appealing?" Kevin asked curious.

"I'd say your face looks nice and your ass also looks better than the ones
of those guys. The rest is pretty much the same. So we just need to focus
on your face, mainly your mouth, and your ass. You know, when the guy is
fucking is possible to film only his ass moving back and fro, maybe his
balls, but that's it"

"Yeah, that's a good idea" Ralph agreed. "So let's do this. Kevin, get on
your fours on the bed and pretend you have a chick under you. Make believe
you're fucking her ass. Peter will record it with his camera"

Kevin thought it was weird at first, but then he realized there was nothing
to worry about. His brother could be crazy, but he wouldn't do anything to
harm him. Peter was the same, they knew him for so long, he was a nice
guy. What bothered Kevin at the moment is what he saw on the video. He
turned back to face the TV again and saw more dicks and it made his cock
twitch again. Why seeing other guys' cocks was making him horny? He quickly
glanced Peter's crotch and `oh, fuck. That's huge'. He pretended he didn't
see anything but every chance he had his eyes would scan Peter's crotch to
check out if his dick was still hard. Sometimes he would look at it just to
make sure that what he saw was really his dick. Maybe it could be just his
impression. But every time he checked that phallic stuff was still there,
regardless of how much Peter moved his body or walked around. Kevin tried
to pretend harder, he promised himself he wouldn't look again, but it was
so hard for him to control his eyes. To make things worse, he had Peter
moving towards his ass to make a video of him fucking the air. He should
feel like hiding himself again, but instead he felt like doing better on
camera. If his cock wasn't good enough he'd show he was good as an actor
and deliver the hell of a performance.

Kevin worked his hips very well, back and fro, up and down, he even twerked
as a pro. If that's a show they wanted, they would have one. In the
meantime, Ralph appeared in front of him holding another camera.

"We need to make sure you look like a porn star when you're fucking the
bitch. Just keep doing what you're doing but try to look like you're
enjoying it" Ralph explained.

"How?" Kevin didn't know how to look like a porn star.

"Think about the guys on the video" that's all Ralph said as instruction.

Kevin tried to remember what he saw and the videos he watched before that
day. He saw a mix of images, faces, guys trying to show pleasure by
frowning brows, squeezing their eyes, licking their lips. Kevin tried all
of that while he kept moving his hips. He thought it was strange, but that
should be ok. Ralph got on the bed and asked Kevin to look up at him. Kevin
did but not before noticing that his brother was also hard under his
shorts. He wished he hadn't seen anything, but at that moment he couldn't
think about anything else but dicks. Ralph's shorts were tenting just in
front of his eyes, but he'd stick to the plan. He wouldn't look, he
couldn't.

"Say something hot" Ralph instructed.

"What?"

"I dunno. Things guys say when they're fucking. Something like `fuck yeah',
`you bitch'"

Kevin tried that too, he even tried to sound more mature as he did. He felt
as if he's been doing that for a few minutes, the sound of men moaning on
TV, it was intense for his young mind. When his hips got tired from all the
humping, Peter said it was ok.

"It's not working. I know you're trying but it's not looking nice"

"Yeah, his face looks bit retarded, not sexy at all" Ralph agreed. His
covered dick still just a few inches away from his little brother's face.

"You know... I've read it somewhere once... what those stars do to look
more genuine" Peter started, "they try to look like the girl on the video,
not the guy, coz they look more sexy and into the fucking than the guys"

"How's that?" Kevin asked, honestly interested in doing it better. By this
point, he was really into the porn thing, he truly believed he was training
how to be a porn star.

"Well, just pretend you're the girl, not the guy" Peter stated from behind.

"Yeah, now think about how the chicks look like and try to imitate them"
Ralph said. Kevin looked up at his brother, then imagined the girls in the
videos he watched. "Yeah, you're getting better" Ralph praised him for the
first time.

From the waist down, Kevin continued doing what he was doing before till he
felt Peter's hands touching his ass slightly. It made his already sweaty
body shiver. He looked over his shoulder and found Peter there, and the
hardon still in the same position.

"You're still doing as if you're fucking the girl. Try to do as if you were
the girl being fucked"

"Seriously?" Kevin asked.

"Fuck yeah. Think you gotta pussy and there's a guy fucking you. You'll
feel this will be completely different. It'll be easier to go on and once
you feel comfortable as being the girl, it's gonna be so easy to act like
the man"

Peter was so serious, Kevin believed him. The younger boy stopped his hips,
all the fucking motion, and he imagined how to make it differently, how to
be the girl. Now, instead of moving as if he was fucking, his hips moved as
if there was someone behind him pumping his ass and moving him
forward. Naturally, his face changed, the moans he faked changed too. It
sounded as if he was in pain, but he couldn't have enough of it.

"Great, now say something too" Ralph asked again. "But as the girl would
say"

Kevin looked back at him, as if asking what he meant. Ralph continued,
"well, the same shit the girls say when being fucked. I dunno. Try the
basic. `Fuck me', `yeah, that's big', `I love your cock', `gimme more', I
wanna feel your balls hitting my chin and yours on my pussy'"

Kevin did notice that Ralph's basic phrases were way more detailed than the
ones he gave as example in case he was the guy not the girl. But it does
feel like chicks say way more things than the guys. It was so much easier
to think about to say as a girl than a guy. Naturally. Then Kevin
started. Shy at first, but more natural later. Exactly the sentences his
older brother taught him, over and over again. Then out of the blue he said
"your dick is so big, Peter". When he said Peter's name he lowered his
voice so he thought no one heard him. He stopped talking for a while to see
if there was any reaction from the other guys, but there was none. They
didn't say anything. It made Kevin feel like he could go on, he just should
be more careful next time. But it's obvious Peter heard it. He was
extremely proud of himself and ready to move on.

"This is getting better, but we can make it even better, you know?" Peter
suggested.

"How?" Ralph asked, not letting his brother talk.

"Well, if Kevin's got this better just imagining he was being fucked, think
how much better he'd be if he had something to interact with"

"Like what?" Ralph asked on behalf of his wondering brother.

"Well, he's the girl being fucked, right? We got two real guys here who
could pretend they're the guys doing the fucking. Two dicks..."

"Yeah, that makes sense" Ralph agreed promptly.

"Wait, what will you do?" Kevin finally was allowed to ask.

"You don't have to change anything. Just keep doing your thing. We'll just
take out our dicks and shoot the video with our dicks around you. It's
actually the same thing, but I believe you'll act much better if you feel
like this is real" Peter said.

"I'm not touching your dicks..." Kevin contested a bit concerned.

"You don't need to. It's just for the video" Ralph was the one doing the
talk now. "but you can look at them, you know, to inspire you"

Ralph jumped out of the bed and in a quick movement of his hands, he had
his shorts on the floor. With the same flash speed, he came back to where
he was before, his seven-inch dick very close to his little brother's
face. Kevin felt intimidated, but took a good look at his big bro's
dick. He never saw another guy's dick so close, he never saw another guy's
dick hard in front of him. That was different from the films and even from
his own dick that he's never seen that close. It had texture, odour,
warmth, will; it twitched in front of him in an appealing but menacing way.

While Kevin studied his brother's dick, he barely noticed Peter going after
his backpack and bringing it with him to the bed. The sound of zippers
being opened didn't break the enchantment that had Kevin mesmerized. Peter
knew it was a `now or never' moment. But it still demanded carefulness to
not let his prey run away in panic. He touched Kevin's ass slightly and the
boy didn't give it much importance. Peter knew that touching Kevin's butt
wouldn't be a reason for protests, but the asshole would definitely be a
whole different story. Maybe he shouldn't touch it at all, just leave it
for his dick when he was about to penetrate. He caressed the buttocks very
slightly at first, then he applied more pressure, gradually increasing the
strength and the speed of his hands.

Kevin noticed something was going on with Peter and his ass. He looked over
his shoulder again, Peter was waiting for a reaction of this kind.

"There's a lot of touching in these films, right?" Peter excused
himself. Kevin had enough time to see Peter had his dick still inside his
pants, which let him down a little bit. He didn't understand why he was so
interested on Peter's dick. He thought it was ok, his curiosity was normal,
he just wanted to see how big it was. All of this was so new to
him. Actually there was a lot of curiosity and experimentation going on
there not only for him, but also for Ralph and Peter. Kevin couldn't
protest now, it felt good to be the main character of a video his brother
and his best friend were shooting.

Ralph held Kevin's chin and got his leaking dick next to the boy's face.

"Hey, you said no touching" Kevin managed to say but it was too late. His
old bro's dick touched his cheek, sending Kevin's body backwards, toward
Peter's excited hands.

"You ain't touching anything. I'm just making this a bit more real" Ralph
explained. "You don't need to do anything, just pretend you're enjoying
this and act like a pro"

There was so much information going through the boy's brain he couldn't say
whether he wanted that to happen or not. He tried to get into his role
again, but was interrupted by something different that touched his
ass. Peter was spreading Vaseline all over Kevin's butt, spreading it
evenly on the smooth skin that looked now even more inviting.

Kevin looked back again and Ralph's dick was now touching his ear. For a
brief instant, Peter thought Kevin would protest but he was just
curious. "This will make your ass look better for the camera. Don't worry,
it's like makeup. I'll use it in my dick too" Peter showed the tube in his
hand. There was no label there, so it didn't make any difference. Kevin
didn't care, he just wanted to see the still covered dick. He turned his
head towards his brother again, and the dick head was now touching his
lips.

"Don't move" Ralph grabbed Kevin's head to prevent him from getting away
again. "This is a nice shot"

Kevin protested now, he mumbled words he couldn't pronounce or a now
familiar cock would invade his mouth. "It's ok, bro. It's just for the
video. You know how those girls like sucking dicks on the screen. It must
be good, don't you think?" Ralph had his patience growing thinner, and he
covered his brother's nose with his fingers. "You don't need to suck it
ok. But let it into your mouth just for the video. It'll look nice"

What choice did Kevin have? He opened his mouth for air and instead he
received three or four inches of dick. He could have done something about
it, he could have chopped off half of his bro's dick with his teeth, but he
didn't. Kevin himself didn't know why he didn't do anything. He thought he
would hate it, the taste would be terrible, the texture would make him
throw up, but nothing of it happened. Ralph sighed, moaned a little bit
just like the guys in the film. Kevin felt amazed. He was doing that with
his brother.

As everything remained quiet on the front, Peter used that opportunity to
get rid of his pants. No one noticed when he climbed the bed and filmed his
own dick approaching Kevin's pucker. He spread Vaseline over his full eight
inches and massaged the boy's butt with his shaft. He used a lot of
Vaseline, then every time he looked at his dick he would use a bit
more. That was the time. He used more pressure onto the anal sphincter and
it opened to his dick head. It was a good thing to have a long but
reasonably thin dick. It was slightly curved downwards, which was perfect
for an anal penetration, although he had never thought of it. The head and
the first two or three inches of Peter's dick reached with extraordinary
precision Kevin's prostate. The shock of the sudden penetration made the
boy yell, even with a mouth full of dick, but the touch of the prostate
made softened his body and the first reaction he had of getting out of
there. Peter left the camera behind and held Kevin by the waist, Ralph had
his free hand on his brother's head. Kevin wanted to leave at first, but
this will was quickly turned into a deep curiosity and need to please those
boys who started using his holes for their personal satisfactions.

"Just like the girl in the video, ok?" Peter said from behind. "You'll be a
perfect star, I'm hundred percent sure"

Peter strengthened the grip on Kevin's waist and shoved another inch into
the boy's bowels. He mumbled again, but Ralph used the opportunity to get
more of his dick into Kevin's mouth. Ralph and Peter gave each other a look
of compliance and moved their cocks out of the respective holes just before
shoving in a bit deeper. The same action repeated five or six times till
the moment Kevin was impaled. Ralph didn't go too deep with his dick, but
had it comfortably touching his younger brother's throat, whereas Peter had
his balls touching Kevin's tightened balls. They stopped for a few seconds
to give time for their new bitch to get used to his new role in life:
receiving cock on both ends of his body.

"Are we hurting you?" Peter asked.

Kevin thought of saying yes, but that could disappoint Peter. Besides,
although he felt uncomfortable at first, he was getting used to the
invasion, so he just mumbled a brief `no'.

"Ok. So this is the part you must do your best and show how much you love
being fucked" Peter explained, his own voice fading away due to his own
excitement. "Gosh, this feels so good. You're so tight. I feel like fucking
you forever. I ain't kidding"

Those last words drove Kevin crazy. He was really making a good job in
pleasing these guys. In his whole life he loved helping people out just to
see them happy and satisfied. He never thought his body could be used for
the same purpose. Helping men made him feel like part of them, increased
his sense of manhood, even if he was being fucked by them. It would take a
few years for him to fully understand this, but eventually he'd see himself
as born to satisfy other men.

Kevin took Peter's words seriously. He saw the image of a hot chick being
fucked and acted like her. By this time, he had realized it was in fact
much easier to act like this imaginary woman than other imaginary
guys. There should have an implied message in all of that: he should be the
girl not the boy in the relationship. He started moaning and slurping as
his mouth moved back and fro on Ralph's dick. Ralph and Peter knew
something would be happening that day, but not even in their wildest dreams
they thought it would be that good. It was so much better than the
expected, Peter suggested they should change positions, so Kevin sat on his
lap and actually fucked himself on his pole. Ralph stood in front of him
and fed Kevin his aching dick.

"I'm gonna cum. You swallow everything, k?" Ralph announced.

"I'll cum too. Deep inside of you" Peter said almost out of breath.

Kevin was insatiable. His older brother's cum hit the back of his throat
and he swallowed so fast he couldn't taste it properly. At the same time,
under him he felt Peter's breathing getting deeper till it turned into
moans. Instinctively, Kevin reached his own dick and all he needed was a
few strokes to have the strongest orgasm of his life. He panted, he closed
his eyes and that amazing feeling lasted for ten seconds or a bit
more. When he opened his eyes again, everything seemed weird and absolutely
wrong. He jumped out of Peter's lap, grabbed the key to the door out of his
brother's undies on the floor and got out in a blink of the eyes.

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"Yeah, I had one of those post-orgasm regrets" said the now adult Kevin to
me as I was still listening to every word he said. Everything Kevin told me
made sense, and gave me a lot of ideas as to how to deal with Patty.

"But after that you changed. You were a cock whore when I met you" I
remembered. "What was that? We were sixteen, right?"

"I think so. It's been two years since I had my first time with my brother
and Peter. A lot happened since then, I changed a lot. My second time was
way more complicated than the first one coz I couldn't accept that I was
gay. I tried to be straight, but these things don't work like that"

"I'm not sure I know what you mean. I just want to fuck the guy I told you
about, and have him sucking me" I said.

"Ok" Kevin answered. "But if he's straight as you saying, you gotta think
well as to what do next"

"Yeah, I'd like your help"

"Well, whatever you need" Kevin winked. He looked at the watch, but we
still had plenty of time.

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End of part 09

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/gay/college/ranchs-bitch/ (finished)

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