Date: Mon, 18 Jan 2016 11:30:13 -0600
From: Randy Peters <jackoff.writer@gmail.com>
Subject: My Muscle Master

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story archive. It should not be republished or redistributed anywhere else.

This story contains male nudity and consensual sexual acts between two adult
males. If you do not wish to read about such content, or if it is illegal where
you are, stop reading now.

This is a follow-up to a previous story I wrote, from the dominant guy's point
of view. If you are interested in reading it, you can find it here:
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/athletics/monster-cocked-muscle-worship



My Muscle Master



It had been a couple weeks since I went to the gym because I had to travel out
of town for work, but I enjoyed the last time I went I knew I had to go back.
Some big muscle hunk had helped me with my workout, and I saw him in the locker
room and found out he had a huge cock that I just had to have. He let me feel
his muscles and taste under his arms, and his feet, oh God, his feet! And he
fucked me with that huge cock, it must have been almost a foot long, it was
like a baseball bat being shoved up my ass, but I loved it! He left me used on
the floor, but I didn't mind, because he made me feel so good that I shot
moments later. I would say I made a mess, but since I was in the shower it
washed right away.

I was hoping I'd see him again, so I went around the same time on the same day.
I scanned the room and saw a few guys that looked pretty hunky, but I didn't
see the guy I had found a couple weeks before. I was a little disappointed, but
I went to the locker room, just to make sure I had checked everywhere.

That was where I saw him. He must have just finished his shower, because I saw
him standing there, naked, drying himself. I saw his tight, muscled ass, and he
turned around as he dried off his heavy balls and thick, flopping meat. It was
almost as big soft as it was hard, so it hung down low as it dropped. I lifted
my head up only to notice that he was looking at me with a big smile on his
face. He motioned for me to come over, and I complied. He bent down and put his
face right against my ear and whispered, "372 Westford. 20 minutes. Come right
in."

Did he just invite me to his house? I could feel my cock get rock hard and I
started to sweat. I had enjoyed our last encounter so much that there was no
chance I would miss out on that, but I was still nervous about being alone with
him, outside the gym. Maybe he would turn out to be a sweet guy? I didn't know,
but I was going to find out.

I made it look like I was in the locker room for a reason, so I slipped my
pants and briefs off. I put on a jockstrap, it was a simple one but it was so
thin you couldn't help but see my cock outlined by the fabric. I put my pants
back on, grabbed my stuff and practically ran out the door. I hustled to the
car and set my GPS to direct me to the address the hunk had given me.

I realized I had gotten there way too soon, so I stopped and got some body oil
from a nearby drugstore. I was secretly hoping he'd let me oil him up so I
could feel all of his glorious, muscled body. Maybe I was getting ahead of
myself, but a guy can dream, right?

I pulled up to the house a little more than 20 minutes after he had left the
gym. I didn't want to seem too eager, but then again, I was fucked by this hunk
in the showers and now I was showing up at his front door looking for more, so
I guess I seemed pretty eager for it already. I stopped second-guessing myself
and walked up to the door. I put my hand on the knob and turned, then pushed it
open slowly. The lights were all off, and I didn't know where to go, but after
I closed the door and it clicked behind me I heard a voice from down the hall.
"Strip, boy."

I took my shoes off and slid them under a table by the door, then undressed and
sat my clothes on top of it. He must have been watching me because as soon as I
was done he spoke again. "Turn around and walk to the end of the hall, go into
the door on the right." I was nervous but also excited, so I followed the hall
to the end and went into the last door on the right as instructed. The room was
pitch black, so I went right inside the door and stood there, unsure of what to
do.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my ass and I let out a moan. They were big,
strong hands, and one of them reached up and grabbed my neck. It squeezed a
little and I struggled trying to breathe. "I could hold you like this all
night, you know that. I'd just have a meat sack to use as I saw fit. You
wouldn't fight back or anything, you'd just take my cock and my cum until I was
satisfied." He reached his other hand to my front and grabbed my throbbing
cock. "It looks like you'd enjoy that, but I'm sure you'd enjoy it more if you
felt my cock splitting your asshole open and ramming your throat." I grunted in
agreement and he gave my cock and balls a firm squeeze, enough to make my balls
hurt a little. My cock twitched as he squeezed and he growled into my ear.

He let go of my throat and pushed me forward. I hit the bed and he threw me
onto it, face first, and held me down with his strong hand and arm. "You want
this, don't you little bitch?" I felt his huge cock pushing between my ass
cheeks and probing my hole. "Say it. Say you want my cock. And you had better
call me sir."

"I... I want your cock, sir."

"What kind of cock is it, bitch?"

"It's a giant cock, sir."

"Damn right, it is. It's going to be inside you." He leaned down and spit on my
hole and his cock, and he rubbed it in. After he got it slick, he pushed the
head into my hole and I screamed as it stretched the ring and popped in. "Fuck,
you're so tight! I think you're even tighter than last time!" He started
pushing further in and I squirmed under his weight and screamed louder as he
forced his huge cock inside me.

"You're too loud, bitch!" He must have had his jock from the gym handy, because
he reached to the side and suddenly his hand was shoving his smelly, sweaty
jock into my mouth. He stuffed it in deep, so I could barely breathe let alone
make a sound. My tongue took in the musky, sweaty taste of the fabric and my
screams became muffled as he continued to plunge his long, thick rod deeper
into my hole.

Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, I felt his pubes brush against
my ass and finally his body pressed against me, and I knew he was all the way
in. The stretching was more intense than I remembered from the gym, but I was
glad to have him filling me. My cock was rock hard, throbbing and leaking under
my used, impaled body. I heard him grunting as he slowly pulled back then
thrust in hard, and I yelled into the jock as he pushed me down on the bed
forcefully.

My mind was hazy, but I had a moment of clarity when I realized that I heard
noises other than his grunts and my screams. There was a faint slapping noise
coming from elsewhere in the room, I couldn't tell exactly where. I struggled
and tried to move, but he only pushed me down harder. "Where do you think
you're going? I'm not done with you, boy. Besides, I have a treat in store for
you. Come on over and show him."

I heard footsteps and the slapping moved closer, until it was right by my head.
I felt a hand grab it and turn it to the side, and I felt a rock hard warm cock
slapping me. "Look at the little pussy, trapped and helpless. I'm going to have
fun fucking his face." The hand held my head as the cock pressed against my
lips, I tried to resist but it was no use. The thick meat pierced my lips and
pushed into my mouth, filling it quickly, as the cock in my ass started moving
quickly and powerfully, plowing my hole in a steady rhythm. I grunted and
gasped into the tool that had started using my face, and I could feel him
leaking precum as he pushed further, hitting my throat and eventually pushing
right into it.

I gagged and tried to move my head back, but the new pair of hands was holding
it in place with no chance to escape. I was being held down by two strong
studs, used from both ends, and I went from wanting to get away to letting go
and enjoying my new role as a cum receptacle for their huge cocks and heavy
balls. My body went limp and the stud railing my asshole went for it even
harder. "Fuck, take our cocks, bitch! I'm going to breed your tight hole!"

"I'm going to shoot my cum straight down your throat, boy!"

They grunted and howled and almost in unison I felt hot jets of jizz pumping
into my asshole and throat. The streams seemed endless, just as it seemed like
they were finished their cocks pulsed more, until finally they calmed and their
orgasms ceased. They stayed in me until they started to soften, then the cock
in my mouth was pulled out as he stepped back and the cock in my ass was pushed
out by my twitching hole.

"Hey, the fucker brought some body oil with him. I think he wanted more than
our cocks. Should we give him what he wants?"

"Sure, we'll just have to use him again after he gets us worked up from all of
that worship and rubbing. You can take his ass next time. He was pretty good
when he was sucking me, and I bet his throat feels great too."

"Fuck yeah it does. I couldn't stop shooting." I felt the two sets of hands
grab me and pick me up, and they carried me to another room with a sheet down
on the floor. It was dimly lit, but there was enough light to see everything
around us. It was a home gym, complete with all kinds of weights and machines.
I was in his lair.

"Now, where were we? Oh, yeah, you're going to be our good little bitch and
worship our bodies. I know you love my muscle, my buddy is almost as built as I
am. I'm sure you'll enjoy his too."

"He fucking better. Get to it, boy."

I grabbed the oil and squeezed some on my hands. I went for my first muscle
master, and he put his hand out. "Hey, bitch, take care of my guest first!
You'd better get every inch of him or I'll beat your ass good!"

His friend stood up and I turned toward him. "Y... yes, sir." I was their
bitch. They were going to have their way with me and if they didn't like it
enough or I didn't please them with what I did for them they were going to
punish me.

I loved it, and my cock betrayed me. "Look, he's so excited over it! I think he
wants you to beat his ass anyway!"

I started rubbing his friend's stomach, caressing the abs and making sure every
crack and crevice, every bulging muscle, was covered in oil. Then I felt a
sharp pain on my ass. My master had smacked it and I let out a big yelp. He
smacked again and again and I yelped in pain each time. After about 10 smacks
he moved away and I heard him sit back down. "Did he like it? Did he like
having his ass smacked by a real man?"

"I'd say he did! He's throbbing and leaking! Dirty, kinky fucker!"

"Fuck... we'll have a lot of fun with him! For now, though, get back to work!"

"Yes, sir." I rubbed oil all over his friend's torso, paying close attention to
his meaty pecs and pointy nipples. I massaged it in and made sure every bit was
glistening in the pale light. He moaned as I rubbed his nipples and I pinched
them a little so they hardened and swelled. When his chest and stomach were
covered, I worked my way down to his hips, oiled up his sides and traced his
"V" with my fingers. I covered it all with the oil and rubbed around his
crotch. I reached between his legs and got it behind his heavy, low-hanging
balls, then I oiled them as well as his big, thick, stiffening cock. It wasn't
quite as long as my muscle master's, but it looked a little thicker. It was
going to stretch me even more when he fucked me!

I moved to his thighs, taking care of each one separately. I rubbed the front
and inside, then turned and rubbed the outside and reached around to get the
back. They were as big as tree trunks and just as solid. Then I moved down and
rubbed his beefy calves. They popped from his leg beautifully, my mouth started
to water as I got them nice and slick. He lifted his leg and I was able to rub
his feet with the oil, but before I did I gave the sole a big lick. He
shuddered and moaned. "Hey, he likes feet, too!"

"I know, he loved having mine all over his face when I fucked him at the gym!"

I repeated the process on the other leg, making sure it was totally covered,
giving the bottom of his foot a big, wet lick, then putting it back down once
it was all oiled up. Once his legs were finished, I got up and worked on his
huge arms. His biceps bulged out bigger than my fist, I kissed each one before
I rubbed them down, and his veins popped down his arm, including his forearm,
out from the strong muscles. I worked each arm as well as his defined, firm
shoulders, making sure they glistened in the light. Once I was done with his
arms I moved to his back, rippling and firm, and made sure to get any spots I
might have missed on his sides or under his arms.

Finally, I was to the prize in the back. His cock was a tool of pleasure for
sure, it was a plump piece of meat that was great in my mouth and I couldn't
wait for him to fuck me with it, but his ass was tight and huge and a thing of
beauty. I couldn't help myself and before I oiled it up I plunged my face into
it and licked at it, pushing my tongue into his hole, drooling madly as I
tongue-fucked him. I heard him moan and his asshole clenched around my tongue,
driving me even wilder, my cock pulsed and I felt it leaking. After a couple
minutes I pulled back and rubbed the oil all over his firm cheeks, sliding my
fingers between the crack and only just pressing into his hole to make sure he
was completely covered.

"It's time for the inspection, sir." I motioned for him to look at his friend's
slick, glistening body and make sure I got everything below the neck. I thought
I was in the clear, but he stood there and pointed to a spot on his side. Did I
subconsciously leave a spot so I would be punished?

"What's this? It doesn't look like there's any oil here!" I looked and it was a
small patch, less than an inch, but it was dry and obviously not shimmering
like the rest of the skin around it. "Fix it then get your ass over there and
lean on the chair." I obeyed, rubbed the spot with oil, then positioned myself
over the chair with my butt sticking up in the air.

He wasn't playing around. I felt his huge hand on my ass, smacking me so hard I
was pushed into the chair and I screamed out in pain. I couldn't do anything
but sit there and take my punishment like a good slave, because if I tried to
run he might do something worse as a sentence for my crimes. Part of me wanted
to do it anyway, to see what he would do, but I decided it would be better to
take my smacks on the ass and not stir up any more trouble. This time, at
least. Ten smacks went by, each with a loud yelp from me, and he kept going.
Twenty, and I could feel my ass getting hot from the blood rushing to it.
Finally, at thirty, he stopped and I could feel the cheeks throbbing in pain, I
tentatively reached back and touched it and I recoiled as it stung. "Th...thank
you sir."

"Fucking right, thank you. Now you'd better get every spot on my body or my
buddy here is going to make that seem like a fucking walk in the park! I heard
he likes to smack his bitches with belts when they don't do what they're told
or screw up one of the simple commands he gives." He stood up tall, towering
over me, and I looked back carefully. "Get your scrawny ass up and oil me,
boy!"

I sprung up and grabbed the oil and squirted it on his chest. It slid down
quickly and I cupped my hands to collect it as it slid down his glorious body.
It channeled through his pecs and snaked down through his clearly defined abs.
I stared in awe until I had it all, then I stood up and rubbed it all over his
massive pecs. If his friend's muscles were amazing, his were spectacular,
breathtaking, truly a sight to behold. I rubbed his nipples carefully and
pinched them gently as I rubbed them down. He gasped and I felt his giant cock
twitch against my leg as they firmed up. I moaned as I caressed and oiled them,
and my hands slowly wandered down to his abs. I had to stare again, they were
so chiseled that it looked like they were taken straight from a work of fine
art. He was a modern day, real life statue, torn from the pages of history and
thrown into my life. And here I was, making sure each crevice and stunningly
hard muscle was shining in all its glory.

Reluctantly, I moved down from his abs. His "V" was even more defined and
popped from his body, clearly pointing down to his massive love muscle, and I
made sure to cover every part as well as his hips as I caressed and coated him
with the oil. When I finished with that area, I rubbed my hands between his
thighs and crotch, and I coated the area around his cock and balls, but left
them clean. I looked up at my master to make sure this was acceptable, since I
would be sucking him off later, but I was willing to do anything he asked of
me. "Should I leave your cock and balls, sir?"

"What do you think, buddy, should I let the bitch suck a clean cock or should I
make him get it slick and hold him to his word that he'd cover us completely?"

"Fuck him, it was his idea, now he has to live with it. Make him do it."

"You heard him. Every inch."

I whined and coated his cock in the oil, watching it grow rock hard by my touch
and stick out right toward me, then I caressed his balls and carefully covered
them so they glistened as his cock and body moved. As much as I didn't want to
taste the oil, I was their bitch and a bitch does as he's told. I was too
hungry for the cock to be picky, anyway, and I left it as I moved down to my
master's burly legs. They were even thicker than his friend's and they pressed
together under his package. They fought like two giant redwoods, growing right
next to each other, grappling for space to expand and trying to push the other
out of the way. I worked my hand between them so I could coat the space, and he
moved so they would spread out just enough for me to get to them. I was amazed
at how sturdy they were, even compared to the others that I had just felt, and
I secretly wanted to feel them wrapped around me, squeezing me as I stroked the
monster cock attached above them, feeling them steal my breath as I worked to
make him shoot his load all over my face. I shook my head to snap out of the
daydream as I coated the rest of them, inside and out, and moved lower.

His calves were absolutely massive. They had to be to carry around the goliath
of a man above them. I wondered if I could ever have legs that thick, that
sturdy, or if I would be resigned to worshipping my master's majesty and only
yearn to be half the man he was. I carefully caressed each of them, then lifted
his leg so I could take to his feet. Rather than just one lick, I bathed each
of my master's feet in my saliva, wanting to taste every last inch of them,
before coating them in the oil. I heard him moan and felt his feet wriggle
against my tongue, and my cock felt like it was going to jump off my body and
explode like a fire hydrant as I reveled in their deliciousness. I was
disappointed when I had to move on, but there was even more remarkable physique
for me to behold above me.

I rose and looked at my master's broad shoulders. They grew out of his muscled
torso and his neck bulged into them, his head perched atop like a precious
jewel. The veins from his neck popped out and connected across his shoulders
and down his arms. I oiled the area and traced down his arm, following the vein
as it rose with his bulging bicep. I compared one to my fist like I did with
his buddy, and he easily had a few more inches of size, my hands were dwarfed
by them. I admired them and kissed each one before coating it in the oil, then
I moved to his forearms. The veins popped even more and I saw all the tendons
and muscles connecting those huge biceps and matching triceps to his big, burly
hands. They had been trained just as much in the gym as the rest of his body,
holding those massive weights and enabling him to work up this majestic
physique.

As my tour of my master's body came to a close, I moved to his back and saw the
rippling muscles. They were even more developed than his friend's, and they
twitched with every movement of his upper body. I ran my hands over them and
slowly worked my way down his back, making sure to coat every single spot of
his back and sides, including the area I missed on my first customer. Then,
finally, I was at his glorious butt. I had only caught a glimpse of it at the
gym, and it was even more amazing than I remembered. It was meaty yet firm,
substantial yet tightly packed. If I would ever have the pleasure - no, honor -
of placing my cock between those cheeks they would undoubtedly squeeze the cum
from it within moments. I plunged my face into them and ruthlessly shot my
tongue against his hole. I heard moans even greater than those from his friend,
and I barely managed to get my tongue inside his ring it was so tight and
strong. He finally relaxed and I was able to taste his depths, and I moaned
into him as I drank it in. Once I had finished sampling, I covered the
remainder of his cheeks in the oil and gently worked my finger in his crack and
against his hole to finish the job.

"I'm finished, sir. I made sure to get absolutely every spot. If I failed, I am
prepared for my punishment." I assumed the position over the chair just in case
my job was not to their liking. Fortunately (or unfortunately, as I wouldn't
have minded some more paddling) his friend inspected my work and accepted it. I
turned around and awaited my instructions.

"Bitch, you'll suck me now. I know you've wanted this for a long time, and you
finally get it. Don't waste this chance." I eagerly grabbed his tool and took
as much as I could straight into my mouth. I felt his head prod at my throat,
but I didn't care, it was in my mouth and it was as amazing as I had hoped. It
completely filled the cavity and there was still more that I hadn't taken. He
was going to have to fuck my throat to fit it all, but I didn't care, I wanted
it and I was just waiting for him to grab my head and thrust it all inside me.

Before I had a chance to savor the prize in my mouth, I felt something behind
me. His friend had grabbed my hips and was lifting me up, while I was sucking
my master's cock! My master gripped my shoulders from underneath to make sure I
stayed in place. I felt his friend position himself behind me, his oiled cock
sliding between my cheeks and probing my still-stretched asshole. I felt a
shift and suddenly I had two cocks thrusting into me, one from the front
pushing into my throat, and the other from behind tearing into my ass. They
thrusted in unison, both pulling out together, then shoving their huge cocks
deep into my holes. My throat was stretched, my ass was stuffed, and I was in
heaven. My cock throbbed under me and leaked onto the floor as they used me for
their pleasure. I heard their carnal grunts and growls as they pounded my
helpless body and felt their cocks pulsate and swell in my tight channels.

As I let myself go limp, I felt them pump even harder and grip me even tighter.
I was having trouble breathing, both from the constriction on my chest from my
master's giant, powerful hands squeezing me, and from the huge cock fucking my
throat and his crotch pressing against my nose blocking my airway. It made it
impossible to even try to struggle, and as my vision started to blur I felt
warmth filling my throat and my ass, and the pulsing from the cock in my ass
stimulated my prostate enough to cause my own cock to spill its load onto the
floor. Even in my haze I felt the pleasure and managed to get out a moan, even
if it was muffled by the giant cock stuffing my face.

Once all our orgasms subsided, they dropped me to the floor, my cum puddle
under my stomach, with my ass stretched wide open and leaking jizz after having
both of their loads pumped inside me. "You're a good fuck, bitch. I'm putting
my number in your phone, you're officially on call. When I need somewhere to
stick my cock, you get a text, and you respond immediately, or you get punished
severely next time. Understand?"

"Yes, sir." My cock started growing again at the thought of a future as my
muscle master's piece of meat.

"Good. You can let yourself out. Don't you dare try to clean the cum from your
hole. Keep it in there while you drive home. I want a picture for proof when
you get home."

"Yes, sir." There was no way I was going to clean the cum from my ass. I wished
I could keep it in there forever! But I guess the rest of the night would have
to do. They left the room, and I slowly got up, dressed myself, and slinked to
my car.

I checked my phone and my cock started throbbing when I saw my first message
from my new master. It was a picture of his huge rod, fully hard and still
slick and shiny, with the text "You belong to this now. You are its bitch and
you will cater to its every need." I was lower than his bitch. I was his cock's
bitch. And I was massively turned on by it. I couldn't wait to get back home, I
pulled my cock out and stroked myself furiously, staring at the picture,
reading the words over and over, feeling the pain in my throat and ass from the
two huge cocks stretching me and using me, the cum slowly leaking out of my
gaping asshole, and I quickly climaxed and shot a jet of cum so hard that it
hit the roof, then another smacked me right in the face, and the rest made a
mess of my shirt. I didn't care, because I belonged to a thing of beauty, and I
loved it.

I made my way home quickly after that and kept my word. I took a picture of my
stretched hole and the cum leaking out of it and sent it off to my muscle
master. I couldn't wait for the next time I was called upon to satisfy his
cock's needs, whatever they were.



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