Date: Mon, 3 Jan 2022 07:08:20 +0000
From: J <200885@gmail.com>
Subject: Top to Bottom - 13

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Top to Bottom - Part 13: Boot on the other foot


It was 9am on a grey drizzly morning, 5 months since Adam Ralston had
finally met his comeuppance.  A 27 year old perfect blond specimen of
drop-dead-gorgeous manhood whose 9-inch uncut cock had spermed the
assholes, throats and cunts of hundreds of muscleboy sluts and virgin
cheerleaders had found himself used and abused. Flipped daily on his back
and on all fours, split on his side, squatting and riding, sliding and
squirming on the throbbing members of Billy and Carlo as they pistoned in
and out of his ass with only sweat and cum to lubricate his sensitive
anal canal.


Once a highly paid marketing executive at a big city financial firm, Adam
squirmed uncomfortably on his back, his muscled legs spread wide and
raised above his head like a whore as Billy jackhammered his 7.5-inch
cock past the stud's quivering sphincter. "Arrrgh unnngh unnngh!!" he
squealed, trying to shift the angle of his taut butt while Billy rammed
mercilessly away. Adam hated the missionary position. When he had
previously been the alpha stud fucker, he'd always enjoyed splitting ass
and pounding pussy from above, watching his prey wriggle under his weight
as their limbs flailed and they struggled to accommodate his fucksnake
burrowing up their tight fuckchutes...but as the sayings go, things are
quite different when the boot is on the other foot and the gun (or cock)
is pointed in your direction.

"Owww, ungggh, shit, fuck, Billy, please please just slow down,
pleeease!!" he yelped, like a cheerleader on her first fuckdate, until
his pleas were muffled by three fingers shoved into his mouth that reeked
of cum and the stale smell of his own ass.  Before fucking the
musclestud's ass, Billy loved to begin the day by digging his slender
digits into Adam's anus, curling at the knuckles to scoop out any
remnant rectal juices and cum-deposits from the night before that hadn't
dribbled out of the handsome jock's asspussy. "Shut up and suck your
clit-juices!" he commanded, feeling Adam's tongue gingerly lick his
fingers as he was forced to digest the rank odour of his own bowels mixed
with Billy's semen as the fallen jock tried not to gag.  Either way,
Billy picked up the pace of his fuck, battering Adam's suctioning
mancunt with renewed ferocity as Adam groaned with each thrust that
pressed his back into the expensive bed.  Billy tweaked Adam's nipples,
roughly rubbing the sensitive teats that crowned the fallen stud's
impressively carved, toned, tanned pecs.  "My god you are so fucking
hot, soooo fucking hot baby, yeah, faggot, take my cock, take it, you
little bitch!" he crowed, spitting back the words that Billy had used
the first time he had flipped Adam to be on the receiving end of an
ass-fuck.


"Mmmmmph nooooo stoppppp please, fuckkkk uuurrrngggh" Adam continued to
grunt in discomfort.  So many times he had toppled closeted muscle-boys,
drilling his throbbing cock against their prostates.  He always loved
busting through those puckered anal rings, the tense rubbery flesh that
always yielded to his ramming prong.  Sure, the physical pleasure of
their split-open, velvety anal slits unwillingly gripping his veiny cock
monster was what triggered his balls to bust his nut and paint their gut
walls with copious sprays of his ripe, prime-grade seed.  However in
Adam's predatory mind it was the constant search for the mental bliss
that came from knowing that he had turned out their pussies and fucked up
their self-esteem -- his intense gratification from watching these jocks
in their contorted postures and their grimaces as they struggled to take
his bull-cock which rammed into their asscunts and kept their slut-cocks
stiff and leaking a puddle of cum that reflected their confusion and
self-denial every time he raped their unwilling-yet-willing
man-holes.  Every cry of "no" that became a howl of "unnnngh unnngh
yes!!" would make his brain orgasm and fed the massive pleasure tool
that jutted out from his toned pelvis.  Adam was the perfect alpha top
who ravaged other tops into submission, a master of the art of turning
fantasy into fear and fucking the flesh that lay beneath the brittle
defences of masculinity.  His insatiable fucklust always went into
overdrive when a muscleboy's moments of defeat were mixed with sparks of
defiance, somehow keeping his cock raging hard so he could ream away at
their loosening fuckholes all night until they broke down blubbering like
weeping cunts that finally begged for his cum, vindicating his conquest
of yet another toppled jock bitch....


For Billy, this tight ass never got old.  Truth be told, he was usually a
bottom.  But Billy just loved hearing Adam call out his name and plead
for some relief in between his panting and the occasional pained moan,
that handsome arrogant cocky face begging for him to slow down while the
friction from the pouting ass-lips grabbing his uncovered cock like a
vice that never stopped suctioning away at his groin.  "Fuck, fuck,
fuck!  Oh baby your ass is so damn fine, such a fucking tight
cunt!!  Tighten that bitch hole for me!"  He slapped the perfectly round
upturned globes and pried Adam's thighs further apart, letting the
puckered ass-ring wink as his stabbing cock withdrew and impaled Adam's
anal canal repeatedly.  "Gonna breed you like a faggot whore!  Keep
clenching that ass-twat and beg for my cum, faggot!!"  Sure, Billy was
gay, but he'd figured that mixing up the submissive roles for a
stereotypical hunky rich jock white male man-fucker like Adam would be
the best way to keep messing with his mind.  He also made damn sure that
every day Adam hit the gym and chugged protein to stay in shape like a
breeding whore.  "Billy, unnngh please, aaaahh!!  That hurts, fuck,
oowwww!!" A tear rolled down Adam's cheek as Billy corkscrewed his
man-cunt, twisting his groin while he piloted Adam's legs sideways in a
rotating motion to maximise the tension, friction and spasms that
emanated from Adam's hole around Billy's cock.  "Grip it tighter!"
Billy urged, voraciously raping the struggling stud with an extra two
fingers beside his cock.  "Fuuuuuuccccckk aaaaannngghhh!!" Adam
hollered at the extra intrusion.  "Tighten up, and squeeze, slut, what
the fuck are all those squats for if you can't grip your ass tighter!"
he mocked, slapping Adam.  The stunned former predator blushed with
shame, subconsciously ingesting the humiliation and fear that all his
former bottoms went through as he kept them on their toes.  "Maybe we
should cut this dick off and turn it into a fine clit with some plastic
surgery, but if your hole gets too stretched you might get thrown onto
the street, birch...so you'd better make me cum... show daddy some fun and
cum for me babe!"


Adam shuddered as the pain from the fuck and the helplessness curdled
into fear and a need to survive another day.  Billy suddenly withdrew,
his dick dripping and rock hard.  He waved his finger at the bed and Adam
knew Billy wanted him in the positioned he detested the most, on his
front with his ass and legs hanging over the bed, feet on the floor so
Billy could fuck him from behind like a cheap
whore.  "Aaaaaaaaarrggh!!!" he screamed, gasping as Billy rammed his
cock straight to the hilt in one swift motion. "Lube, please!!! Lube!!"
Adam begged. "No dice, fucker!  I know you barely lubed me up once you
got going! Cum for me and I'll use that before I bust in you!"

Desperate to ease the sharpening ache, Adam Ralston jerked furiously at
his 10 inch cock, willing himself to spill some seed.  The turnaround and
takedown of his psyche was not lost on the former alpha-top as he was
further broken down - instead of selfishly ramming the guts of a victim
to spill every drop inside them and breed them silly, Adam was soullessly
willing himself to spurt a trickle on a bed in order to scoop whatever
impotent drops of cunt-liquid he could muster to lubricate his own
insides for another man.  "Uuuunnnnggh!! Anngghh!!" Adam grunted and
moaned, his semi-rigid cock hardening slightly as Billy rammed
ferociously against Adam's prostate and the fallen stud bit down on the
sheets, his fist desperately wanking the head of his cock as his balls
expelled a few trickles of cum that geysered onto the bed and smeared his
palm.  "Fucccck fuccccck!! Aaaaaannnggh!!  Fuccccck!! Billy!!
Fucccckk!!! Please, please, please!!!" he called out like a bitch in
heat, the opposite of a virgin reaching orgasm as each of Billy's
thrusts forced a few more drops out of the unwilling stud.  "Haha! Adam
Ralston, you fucked me senseless for over an hour and now your own
jerking hand and my hard cock squeeze half a handful of boy-batter from
your cock within a minute of me gut-fucking you on your own bed!!" Billy
mocked, batting away Adam's hand as he shuddered on the bed.  He scooped
up Adam's jizz, withdrew his cock and smeared the cum-lube on his
penis.  "Aaaaaiiiiggh!!" Adam yelped at the sudden intrusion of
Billy's slime-covered cock which then proceeded to fuck as deep, long
and hard into Adam's clenching ass-cunt as the stud-bitch backed up
gingerly and tried to squeeze his anal ring in an effort to trigger
Billy's orgasm.  "Fucccck fucccck fuccck faggot!!!" Billy roared,
grabbing Adam's perfect muscled shoulders and power-fucking him so hard
his feet lifted off the floor.  Agony and ecstasy mixed as the splatting
sound of flesh on flesh echoed before the final release, with Billy
shooting deep into Adam's bowels.  "Unnnngghhh!!!" he called out,
watching Adam wince below as he thrust his full weight and rapidly
injected his his jisming fucktool repeatedly, lodging it deep in Adam's
twitching rectum.  "Breeding your muscle ass, fucking you pregnant,
turning this ass into a faggot pussy-cunt!! Fucccckkkk!!!" he called
out, as dribbles of cum overflowed around the stretched pink ass-ring
with each thrust and trickled slowly down Adam's sculpted thighs.


It was 10.30am.  Adam lay still and silent beneath the more slender
weight of Billy, not daring to move or even wipe away a tear of
humiliation with his mind in constant turmoil as more of his manhood
drained away.  The deflating cock remained lodged in his twat, cum caked
his body and his own cock betrayed him as it stirred, pulsing with each
heartbeat from Billy's groin, wanting its own release.  He had to get
away, fix things, somehow.  A little ember of his old existence as a
macho top still flickered, but little did Adam realise how much further
he could fall.