Date: Fri, 27 Jan 2023 13:53:36 +0000
From: Duane Colwell <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Worthy of Worship, Chapter 22

The following story is an erotic fantasy about consensual and nonconsensual
sex between men and boys.  If this is not your thing or you're not of legal
age, stop now.

Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not practice safe sex, but keep
in mind that this is fiction.  In reality, safe sex should always be
practiced.  This story is entirely fictional and is not meant to depict any
characters or places or actual events in real life.  Any similarity to
reality is entirely coincidental.



Worthy of Worship

Chapter 22

Cousin Steve and Master Colt



Randy was an absolute fanatic about his weight room and his weightlifting
routine.  His father had set it up in the back of their oversized garage,
and it was rather exceptional for a home gym.  He believed in keeping it
organized.

"Don't worry about it, Jace, I'll clean up."

"I'm sorry," Jason said, "I'd love to stay, particularly since your
parents are gone, but with my cousins visiting I've got to get home.
But I can stay for a few minutes and help."   Randy and Jason had just
finished a strenuous workout and they hadn't even showered yet, but
Randy would never leave until the room was totally organized.

"No" Randy said.  "You go on home or you'll be late.  I'll take care
of it.  It won't take long."

"Okay Boss.  See you tomorrow."  As Jason left, Randy put the towels in
the hamper and put the wrights back on the rack and got the room back in
shape for tomorrows workout.

There was a knock at the door.

"Jace, is that you?" he asked, and he wondered why Jason would be
coming back.

Opening the door, he was shocked to see the smiling face of his cousin
Steve standing in the doorway.

"Hi cousin" Steve said as he pushed his way into the room.  "Nice to
see you again."

"Well, hell" Randy said, finally getting over his surprise.  Then his
face broke into an enormous grin as he remembered a pleasurable two weeks
when he'd turned Steve into his lackey.  It was only two months ago that
he had turned the tables on Steve, his former nemesis, and kicked his
ass, turning him into his slave. "If it isn't my handsome cocksucking
cousin, in the flesh.  Welcome cousin; back for more?"

"Here we are Randy.  Alone again." Steve was dressed in a white t-shirt
that was molded to his body, showing his very impressive build.

"Nice to see you again slave boy" Randy said, his grin growing even
bigger as he threw his arms up and flexed his muscles.  "And just when I
needed some exercise and a little wrestling practice.  You know, I have
wonderful memories of whipping your ass and turning you into my fuck
boy.  But, somehow, I didn't expect you to come back for more.  So,
what's your game?"

"Nothing special Randy" Steve said while smiling brightly.  "But since
our parents are on that cruse again, I thought you might be in need of
some company.  I even brought a friend along with me.  He's outside
right now."

"Well, bring him in; bring him in" Randy said with a laugh.  "The more
the merrier.  Two cocksuckers are always better than one."  Steve walked
to the door and opened it.

"Come in Colt.  Meet my cousin Randy" he said.  And then the biggest
guy Randy had ever seen walked into the room, so wide that he literally
had to turn sideways to get through the doorway.  He was wearing a
t-shirt which must have been super extra, extra-large, but still fit
tight against the muscles that were trying to burst their way out of it
in every direction.

"Oh my god" Randy said in amazement.

"Meet Colt, Randy.  State heavyweight wrestling champion and gold-metal
weightlifter" Steve said, now grinning ear to ear. "Colt; meet my
pretty boy cousin Randy." Randy's mouth was hanging open and he was in
shock and totally speechless.

"Hi there Randy" Colt said.  "Jesus, Steve.  He really is gorgeous.
You didn't exaggerate at all.  In fact, he's even prettier than you
said."

Randy finally got his voice back.  "Ahhh... hi C-c-colt" he mumbled.
"Ahhh... what's going on?  Huh?"

"It's simple really" Steve answered with a snicker.  "I told Colt he
could have the prettiest gay boy in the county, if he'd just help me out
and teach you a few things.  And I'm pretty sure there are a lot of
things he can teach you."

"Ahhh... C-c-colt" Randy said with trepidation.  "Do you know what a
prick my cousin Steve is?"  Randy was fearless and confident that he
could take on anyone, however, he'd never been faced with a guy looking
like this.  Colt was an absolute monster.  An attractive monster, but
still a monster.  Colt looked to be at least six feet six; damn near a
foot taller than Randy, but Randy'd never imagined that a guy that tall
could have a body that big which was clearly all muscle.  He probably
outweighed him by over 80 pounds.  Randy gulped and began to sweat.

(Author's note: Master Colt can be found in the story: My Two College
Roommates)

"Well, yeah, as a matter of fact" Colt answered.  "I know your cousin
Steve is a prick, but a deal is a deal, and you were the only thing Steve
had to offer that I was interested in."

"Ahhh... what's that?" Randy asked.

"Steve's girlfriend Sandy had the hots for my bod and was bugging the
shit out of me" Colt said with a chuckle, "so I agreed to a threesome.
Actually, a foursome since my boy Jeff was there.  So, Steve owes me for
that.  As payment he told me about you, that you had an ass that
wouldn't quit."  He started laughing.  "And I'll have to say he was
right.  You've got the most fuckable ass I've ever seen."

"Hell with that man" Randy said.  "I ain't no punk kid like I was a
few years ago when Steve raped me.  I don't get fucked."

"Oh, I can see you're not a punk kid" Colt said with a grin.
"You're one hot muscle stud; spectacular in fact; just the way I like
`em."

"Hey man.  Let's not get carried away" Randy growled.  "I don't know
what Steve told you, but I'm not any god-damn prize for him to give
away.  You want payback, you get it from him."

"Sorry Randy" Colt said, still chuckling.  "A bargain is a bargain.
Steve went all out giving me a good time and having him and his
girlfriend Sandy and my boy Jeff slurping all over my cock and balls was
pretty damn entertaining."  Colt turned to Steve.  "You loved it
didn't you Steve?"  Steve began to turn red with embarrassment but
didn't say anything.

Colt gave Steve a look.  "Didn't you cocksucker?" he snapped.  Randy
took note that there was no love lost between Colt and Steve, and Steve
was simply Colt's lackey.

"Please Colt" Steve whispered.  "Please don't.

"Answer the question cocksucker" Colt demanded.

"Ahhh... yeah Colt.  Yeah" Steve answered with a gulp, clearly
intimidated.  "Ahhh... yeah.  I... ahhh.  Ahhh... yeah.  Sandy liked it"

"It wasn't just Sandy, man.  You were gobbling my cock like nobody's
business" Colt said with a laugh.  Then he turned back to Randy.   "So,
Steve told me what a pretty boy you were, Randy and I can see he was
right on.  He also told me you were an arrogant son-of-a-bitch, and that
may be true as well."

"He is Colt.  He really is" Steve responded.

"Well, I drove down here with Steve to get me some pretty boy ass, and
that's what I'm going to do" Colt said with a grin.  "And it looks to
me like you got one of the prettiest asses I've ever seen."   Colt
pulled his t-shirt up and off showing his gargantuan upper body.  "What
do you think, boy?  Steve says you're a wrestler.  Thank you can handle
this?"

Randy was in shock.  Standing there in only his jockstrap, he knew he was
gorgeous, so it was no surprise this guy wanted him.  Hell, everybody
wanted him.  But this monster not only wanted him, he intended to take
him, violently.

"Ahhh...  Colt" he stuttered.  "You got the wrong idea here.  I beat
Steve up because he deserved it, but I don't want to mess with you."

"Sorry Randy" Colt said with a grin.  "I didn't drive all the way
here for nothing, and I definitely want to mess with you.  You're the
cutest little muscle boy I've seen in months, so yes, I want to mess
with you.  But don't worry your little head too much, because I don't
intend to hurt you.  I'm just going to work you over a little to get the
juices flowing and then I'm going to fuck you.  And a muscle boy like
you, a kid who respects muscle, maybe you'll like it."  Undoing his
pants, Colt reached down, removed his shoes and pulled his jeans off.

Standing there in only a jockstrap, Colt gave Randy a most muscular pose
forcing every massive muscle in his body to surge out to massive
proportions showing his unbelievable size and definition.  An absolutely
magnificent Hercules.

"Come here little boy" he said grinning broadly.  "Let's get better
acquainted."  Randy realized he was in big trouble as he stepped back
away from Colt.  This guy was colossal, damn near twice his size, and
Steve said he was a champion wrestler.  Randy knew he wouldn't be able
to match the giant's strength, so his only chance was a quick attack and
a quick victory before Colt had any chance to take control.

Randy leaped.  Using the force of his body to try to knock the big man
down, Randy grabbed an arm and put his other around Colt's neck trying
to force him off balance.  However, Colt was incredibly quick, and as
Randy rammed against him, he swung around and pushed, sending Randy
flying before he could even get a grip.  One second later Colt was on
him, and two seconds after that he had Randy on his stomach with his arms
twisted behind his back.  Shit, how could anybody so big move so fast?
Randy knew without a doubt he was going to lose.

"Oh shit, you are cute" Colt laughed as he held both Randy's hands
with one big paw and slapped his bare ass with the other.  "And what an
ass" he said as he fondled and pinched Randy's hard globes.  Then he
surprised Randy by letting go and stepping back.  "Okay little boy" he
said with a smirk on his face.  "This is fun, so let's try it again."

Steve was standing across the room absolutely glowing with pleasure as
Colt played with his nemesis.  He couldn't wait until it was his turn to
humiliate his hated cousin.

Randy still knew his only chance was to have a lot of luck and a quick
victory, so without bothering to get up off the floor, he leaped at
Colt's legs, and actually knocked him off his feet.   However, Colt was
again incredibly fast and jerked his arm and within a second was sitting
on top of him holding his wrists.  Randy heaved upwards, jerking his arms
away, but Colt simply leaned over and dragged Randy between his legs in a
scissors hold and started squeezing.  Randy let out an `oof' as the air
was squeezed out of him, and Colt started crushing him between his
incredible thighs.  Randy brought his legs down, pushing them against the
floor lifting his body and trying to break free, but Colt just squeezed
harder.

"It's all-over little boy" Colt said.  "You're done."

"Ohhh..."  Randy screamed.  The pain was incredible.  "Stop, stop" he
yelled as he slapped the floor in surrender.

"I'm just getting started, boy" Colt said.  Standing up and reaching
down, he grabbed a handful of Randy's hair, pulling him to his knees.
"We can keep doing this as long as you want cutie, I'm enjoying it and
it's making me hot."  Taking hold of one of Randy's wrists, he pulled
his hand into his crotch.  Randy felt an enormous cock, bigger than
anything he could have imagined, which was super hard and throbbing.  If
he gave in, this guy was probably going to bust him wide open by trying
to stick this jumbo-sized prick up his butt.

In desperation Randy rammed his head into the giant trying to knock him
over, but Colt simply grabbed him under the arms, lifted him, and tossed
him halfway across the room.  Luckily the wrestling mat was there so
Randy wasn't hurt when he landed.  "Oh yeah muscle boy" Colt laughed.
"This is going to be great."

Randy raised himself on his elbows and looked at the giant muscle man in
front of him.  "Please Colt.  I know you can take me.  But please... "

"Don't stop Colt" Steve shouted.  "Give him some more.  Beat his ass
good before you fuck him."

Colt looked over at Steve with a look of distain on his face.  "You shut
the fuck up Steve" he growled.  "You say another word and it's you'll
be laid out on the floor."  A quick look of fear appeared on Steve's
face, and he shut up.

"Now Randy, baby" Colt said with a grin.  "Are you begging me to quit
already?  Before I even get warmed up?  Huh?  Com'on babe.  Don't ruin
my fun."

As much as Randy always put on the macho front, that of a master in
control of all of those around him, the greatest relationship he'd ever
had had been with Wade, a giant of a man and a very demanding master.
Wade had brought him out and shown him how to be a slave, and then showed
him what it took to be a master.  And although Wade had not called him
for weeks, Randy still loved him and would have gone to hell and back
just to be allowed to serve him.

So Randy was well trained in how to serve, and he also had a deep-seated
desire to be controlled by a truly superior male animal; an extremely
powerful dominant superhuman muscle man.  A man worthy to be worshiped as
a god.  And now he had that superior creature standing right in front of
him, a true Hercules, an astonishingly perfect creation of God, and Randy
was ready to submit to a new master.

"Please sir.  I know I can't beat you" Randy answered.  "What do you
want from me?"

"I want your ass babe" Colt said with a laugh, "and I'm going to
enjoy taking it.  But who knows, I might just go easy on you if you
submit nicely and crawl for me.   Pretty boy like you, I'd like to see
you crawl.  But let me tell you, I can almost feel my prick sliding into
that hot ass already."

Randy had been perfectly trained by his master Wade and knew exactly what
was required.  Getting up onto his knees and bowing his head he said: "I
submit to you master."  Then he slowly crawled over to Colt.

Colt's grin grew and grew as he laughed aloud.  "Oh, shit Steve" he
laughed.  "This is your nemesis?  You want me to lay this kid out
because you're afraid of him?  I know you're a wimp, but this is
ridiculous."

"Don't listen to him, Colt" Steve blurted out.  "He's just putting
on an act.  Don't let those pretty boy looks deceive you because he's a
total nightmare.  You wouldn't believe what he did to me last summer,
but I can tell you, he deserves anything you give him."

"Listen Colt.  Steve is a total asshole" Randy said.  "The truth is he
beat the hell out of me for three years when I was a skinny little kid.
And then, this year when I finally got the upper hand, I kicked the shit
out of him.  I admit I enjoyed every god-damn minute of it, but he
deserved everything he got."

"So, Steve is an asshole.  So what?  That's got nothing to do with the
here and now.  I came down here to get a good fuck and that's what I'm
going to do."  He reached down and grabbed Randy's hair and pulled him
to his feet.  Randy did not fight back but just got to his feet.

"Steve wanted me to kick the shit out of you, but maybe having you
willing might be just as much fun.  What do you think?"  Randy took hold
of one of Colt's hands and pulled it into his crotch.

"Oh yeah, you are turned on" Colt said as he groped Randy's hardening
prick, "but I don't give a shit about your cock.  I'm taking your
ass."  Still holding Colt's hand and looking him in the eye, Randy
pulled it around and placed it on his ass.

"Here it is master.  The hottest ass you've ever seen, just waiting to
give up a hot fuck to the right man" Randy whispered.  "And I think
you're the right man."

Randy was caught completely unprepared as Colt pulled back and slammed
his giant fist into his stomach knocking him flat on his back.  "Ooof"
he grunted as the breath was knocked out of him.

"But then again, I don't much care if a guy is willing or not" Colt
said with a laugh.   "Raping a guy can be pretty damn exciting,
particularly after I've kicked the shit out of him.  And anyway, I like
roughing a guy up before I use him.  It makes me hard."

Then, without warning Colt dropped his entire 263 pounds down on Randy,
ramming his knee into his stomach.  Randy screamed.   Grabbing his hair,
Colt slapped him across the face.  "I don't need you to love me little
boy.  I want you to fear me" he uttered.  "When I see fear in those
pretty green eyes of yours, I'll know you're ready."

Getting up again and pulling Randy by the hair he forced him back to his
feet.  Pulling Randy into a head lock he started squeezing and grinding
Randy's head and ears.  As much as Randy wanted to concede, and let Colt
take control, he now realized that he had no choice but to continue to
resist.  Obviously, Colt would not have any respect for him unless he put
up a good fight.  And besides, Colt didn't seem to be ready to quit
working him over, so if he didn't fight back, he was going to get beaten
to a pulp.  Randy slugged Colt in the lat as hard as he could and tried
to jerk his head free, but it felt like hitting a cement wall and didn't
seem to faze Colt in the least.   But he had to do something because it
felt like Colt was trying to tear his ears off.

Then Colt let go of him once again and slammed his enormous fist into his
stomach.  This time Randy at least was able to tighten his abs but that
didn't keep an `Ooomph" from coming from him as he went flying
backwards onto the wrestling mat again.  Colt just stared down at him for
a moment.

"You going to wimp out on me boy?" Colt asked sarcastically.  Randy
immediately leaped for Colt's legs, but Colt slapped him on the side of
the head and stepped aside.  As Randy flew by, Colt grabbed his arms,
twisted them behind him and sat down on him.  Holding Randy's hands with
one big paw, Colt grabbed him by the chin, pulling his head and upper
body up painfully.  "You know, you are a scrappy one for such a little
guy" he said with a laugh.  "Not bad at all.  But I'm ready to fuck.
You ready to give up?"  He pulled harder on Randy's head forcing his
back to bend and his spine to creak and getting a scream from him.

Randy was ready.  Oh, was he ever ready.  "Yes, sir.  Yes, master"
Randy screeched.  "I submit."  Randy hoped that by this point he'd
proved to Colt that he was tough.  And besides, even though he was
bruised and battered, his cock was like a steel rod in his jockstrap.
Only with Wade had he ever been willing and anxious to be used and
abused, to become a slave to a demanding master.  Only once did he
surrender wholeheartedly and get pleasure from being used and abused for
a superman's gratification.  Now he was ready again.

Randy's focus in life was on power and muscle.  He had more than most
and used it to his advantage to control those around him.  But nothing
turned him on more than someone bigger, someone immensely muscular and
powerful, who seemed to believe they ruled the world.  His respect for
Wade, and now Colt was beyond measure.

Letting go of Randy, Colt stood up and stepped back.  Randy rolled over
on his back.  "I submit to you master" he said and then looked up into
Colt's eyes.  "Make me your slave, master.  Allow me to serve you."

"You are a hot little thing" Colt said with a smile as he reached down
and groped the enormous bulge sticking out from his middle.  "Gimmy a
kiss right here little boy.  Show me you're ready."  Randy got up on
his knees in front of his new master, and gently kissed the enormous
bulge in Colt's jockstrap.

"Go ahead, snuggle up.  Kiss it.  Get your nose in there and get a good
feel.  Enjoy it.  Worship it."

Randy did exactly that, pushing his face into Colt's crotch, kissing and
licking and rubbing against the very hard cock straining to get out of
the jockstrap.

Colt let him go at it for a couple minutes before ordering him to `take
the jock down'.   Randy grabbed the jockstrap and slowly pulled it down
releasing the monster and allow it to slap itself against Colt's belly.

"Oh shit" Randy mumbled as he saw the size of it.  This was at least as
big as Wade's cock and possibly even bigger.  Randy felt a chill of fear
shoot up his spine.  He hadn't had a prick up his butt since the Youth
camp Minister had fucked him weeks back and he knew that unless he went
through some major preparations, this humongous prick was going to tear
him apart.

Colt reached down and took hold of Randy's chin and tipped his face up
so Randy was looking him in the eye.  "You belong to me don't you
baby?  You're mine?"

"Yes master.  I belong to you" Randy said.  There was now no question
in Randy's mind that he was kneeling before a God.  He'd had plenty of
experience with Wade, and he knew what it meant to worship, and this man
was definitely worthy of his worship.  Randy was now ready and willing to
be a slave to this Giant, this Hercules, this Superman.   "I will be
your slave, master" he said.

As Colt let go of his chin, Randy leaned forward and gave the prodigious
prick a kiss, hoping that this was the right thing to do, and Colt
wouldn't object.  There was no objection from above, so he did it again,
and then again.  Then he bent down and reverently kissed each of Colt's
feet.

Colt started beaming with pleasure, amazed that this gorgeous muscle boy
seemed to know instinctively how to be a slave.  He now knew that fucking
this kid was going to be even better than he'd originally thought.  And
if this kid knew how to be a slave, Colt certainly knew how to be a
master.

"Master" Randy murmured as he gently kissed Colt's feet again.  "May
I speak?  May I ask something."

"Slaves don't make requests boy, they worship" Colt answered, rather
perturbed that Randy would presume to ask anything.  "Stick out your
tongue and start working my feet."

"Yes master" Randy answered, and developing as much saliva as he could,
he began washing his new master's feet with his tongue.

"Oh shit, this is good Colt" Steve laughed with a big leer on his
face.  "This is just great, but I think you should knock him around a
little more.  Or better yet, let me do it.  I really owe him for last
summer."

Randy was more than happy to serve Colt, but it was humiliating to do it
with Steve there watching.  He hoped Colt would make him leave, but
evidently that was not going to happen.

Colt ignored Steve's comment and kept grinning down at the gorgeous
muscle boy crouching down at his feet.  Colt was used to being worshiped
and most every proper sexual encounter he'd ever had had his partner on
his knees at his feet, usually begging for his cock.  Being a muscle god
offered a lot of advantages and Colt had always made good use of them.
Even though he had two dedicated worshipers as roommates back at the U,
he occasionally enjoyed a new tongue, a new mouth, a new ass, on some
beautiful boy who was excited about muscle and wanted to pay homage to
the most perfect muscle man they'd ever seen.

Colt liked them pretty and built and passionate; and actually, the built
ones were the easiest to get because after working to build their own
bodies, they understood what it took to build a perfect body like
Colt's.  They were the ones that were most enamored and enthralled by
his immense physique.  As far as the passionate part went, that was up to
Colt, and he did whatever was necessary to be sure they were always
properly enthusiastic.  He could only grin at the memories of how,
really, really enthusiastic his tricks could be after he gave them some
very firm encouragement.

"Let me at him" Steve asked.  "Let me work him over Colt.  Okay?"

"Will you shut up?" Colt growled at him.  Actually, Colt agreed with
Randy that Steve was a creep.  He'd only accepted this deal to take
Randy down because Steve had to offer him something in return for the
foursome and besides, Randy sounded really hot.   Hot and ready to be
taken down by the right man.  But as far as Colt was concerned, the only
deal he had with Steve was for him to work pretty boy Randy over and fuck
him.  Nothing was said about Steve taking part in any of the action.
"Just shut up and keep the hell out of the way."

"Okay Colt" answered Steve contritely.  "Okay,  okay, geeze."

"You boy" Colt said.  "Look at me."   Randy stopped licking Colt's
feet and raised his head to look him in the eye.  "You want to be my
slave, boy?" Colt asked.

"I AM your slave, master" Randy answered.  "I belong to you and I will
obey."   Colt couldn't help but get a big grin on his face.  This boy
was adorable.

"You seem to know how to be a slave, boy, so I guess you've had
practice" Colt said.  "True?"

"Yes master.   I am still a slave to my master Wade" Randy answered
humbly.  "But I will be your slave as well as long as you wish."

"Good boy" Colt said with a smile as he reached down and gave Randy a
couple friendly slaps to the cheek.  "So, slave boy.  Show me what your
master Wade taught you.  Get on my ass."  Randy hesitated for a couple
seconds but Colt just stood there with his hands on his hips looking at
him and waiting, so Randy finally scurried around behind him and stuck
his face into his crack.

"Use your hands to pull it open" Colt ordered "and get in there.  Let
me feel that tongue."  Randy knew how to be a slave from following the
orders of an extremely demanding master and was determined to let Colt
know that he was no neophyte.   Pulling the cheeks open and developing
more saliva, Randy buried his face in the crack and started licking and
sucking at the hot ass of his new master.

"Ohhh, shit yeah."  Colt sighed in contentment as he felt the wet
tongue lapping up and down his crack.  "That's it baby.  Suck on that
hole."  Randy licked and sucked up and down the crack for a minute or
so, and then, jamming his nose in as hard as possible and curling his
tongue as Wade had taught him, he began to work his wet licker into the
tight hole.

"Oh yeah.  That's it. That's it" Colt cried ecstatically.  "Get in
there."    Even though Randy was doing an incredible job Colt reached
back and slapped him on the back of the head as additional
encouragement.  "Go to it babe.  Go to it."  Randy got his tongue in as
far as he could, and then started bouncing his face back and forth in the
ass crack forcing his tongue to fuck in and out of the hole.

Randy's cock was so hard it felt like it was going to burst, and he was
trying to control his excitement.  Wade hadn't called him for weeks and
Randy hadn't realized how much he missed worshiping a true god.  A true
muscle master who demanded and deserved to be serviced.

Colt laughed.  "You are one hot little son-of-a-bitch.  But now, if
you've got some cream out here you'd better get greased up because I'm
going to fuck that tight ass of yours."

"Ahhh.... yes master" Randy gasped as he jumped up and hurried over to
his small supply cabinet.  Pulling out a bottle of his favorite lubricant
he scurried back to Colt and back down on his knees.

"I'll do it" Steve said.  "Let me grease him up Colt.  Let me do
it."  Steve had been watching all this and had opened his pants and had
been gently stroking his cock.  He was obviously hot to trot.

"Please, master" Randy pleaded.  "Please no."

"Steve, I told you to shut the fuck up" Colt said.  "Either that or
get the hell out of here."  Steve grumbled something under his breath
but didn't speak.

Randy poured some of the lubricant on his fingers and reaching back,
started rubbing it over his crack. He was looking up at Colt's
magnificent body, but his eyes were drawn to the enormous bludgeon
sticking out of his middle that was being fondled gently.  Randy was
astonished and frightened at its size; a good ten inches or so long and
almost as big around as a beer can.  Colt was now his master, so Randy
was determined to be a perfect slave, but he knew he was in for some
pain.   Getting more of the cream, Randy put one finger, and then two and
then three into his butt hole, massaging it and stretching it as much as
possible.  Colt just stood there playing with himself and grinning down
at the beautiful boy at his feet.   Randy leaned forward and kissed one
of his master's huge muscular thighs and then the other one, and then
the hand that was stroking the enormous cock.

Randy bent down and kissed each of Colt's feet.  "Master, I'm
ready."  Actually, Randy wasn't sure he was ready, but he'd used
plenty of cream and had gotten three fingers and a thumb up his bung
hole.  He figured he was as ready as he'd ever be.

Colt walked over to one of the wrestling mats and pulling a cushion over
for his head, lay down on his back.  "Over here slave boy.  And take
that jock off."  The realization hit Randy that Colt was going to make
him do the work.  A true Master who demanded that his slave prove his
devotion by sitting on the cock and fucking himself.   Nothing less than
total submission.

Randy pulled his jockstrap off, crawled over to Colt and straddled his
thighs.  The huge rod was hard and tight against Colt's belly as Randy
bent down and gave it several wet kisses.  Then he crawled forward so he
was setting right on top of it.  Randy's own prick had recovered and was
sticking straight out from his middle and was so hard that it was
hurting.

"Oh yeah boy; let's see how good of a slave you are" Colt crooned.
"Keep your eyes on me while you're showing me your deference."  Randy
rose up on his knees and gingerly reached behind himself and grasped the
massive monster and lifted it, aiming it towards his ass crack.  Then
easing down slightly, he aligned the bulbous head with his butthole.
Then taking a deep breath and squinting his eyes closed he pushed down,
hard, allowing the rod to push against his hole.

"Oh shit" he mumbled as he forced his butt down and the monster started
widening his hole.

"I said keep your eyes open and look at me" Colt growled.  "I want you
see your eyes while you fuck."  As Randy reopened his eyes his first
glance of the massive chest, huge round shoulders and tree trunk arms
gave him an immediate shot of adrenalin and allowed him to force the
monstrous head of Colt's cock into his ass.

"Ooooooh" he moaned, and closed his eyes, but immediately remembered
and forced them back open again and looked Colt in the eye.  Colt was
grinning, obviously enjoying Randy's strenuous efforts.  Randy started
panting and moaning, trying to ease the pain in his ass.  "Excuse me
master.  Excuse me" he groaned as he raised up and allowed the cockhead
to slip out of him.  "Give me a minute please.  Just a minute and I'll
do it."  Randy was now sweating, and it was dripping down his forehead
and cheeks and dripping off his chin.  Colt didn't say anything, but got
a stern look on his face as he continued looking Randy in the eye.  Randy
knew he had only seconds to get back on the cock or Colt would probably
take matters into his own hands.

Realigning the big prick to his asshole again, Randy started easing down
once more.   He groaned again as the cockhead popped into his ass, but it
wasn't quite as bad this time.  "I'm in master.  I'm in" he
whimpered.  Then, little by little, he began to ease a bit more of the
monster into his ass.  "Ohhhh... shit" he said as he pulled back a
little and then forced more into him.

"Way to go muscle boy.  You're doing fine.  Feels great" Colt said as
he gave the boy a wink and a smile.  "Yeah, that's it."   Pain or no
pain, Randy's cock was sticking up like a steel rod, so he was totally
turned on to fucking himself on this giant's enormous prick.

When Randy finally got a good five inches into his ass, he stopped for a
moment, panting forcefully to try to ease the pain from his overstretched
hole.  "Oh shit, you're huge" he moaned.

"Oh yeah baby" Colt laughed, really enjoying watching Randy's
struggles and the look of torment in his face.  "My big prick and your
tight little hole were just made for each other baby."  But as much as
Colt enjoyed watching Randy, he'd just about had enough waiting.   It
was now time to take charge and show this new fuck boy how a real man got
his rocks off.

"Okay babe" Colt said.  "Enough fucking around.  You've got five
seconds to get your ass down on my cock.  Now move it."   Randy had no
doubts that Colt was a very demanding sex partner, so he was not
completely surprised at his impatience.  So, taking a deep breath, Randy
pushed down with his full weight forcing that monster cock all the way
deep into his ass and yelling as he did it.

"Yeeeaaaooooh!  Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!"  Randy knew how to get
fucked and he knew that pleasure would be coming soon, but that did not
change the fact the current pain was excruciating, and he couldn't hold
himself there.  So, he pulled back up, almost completely off, gasping for
breath and whimpering.  "Oh shit.  Oh shit" he cried.  "Please,
master.  Please.  Give me a minute."

But Colt had about reached the end of his patience.  That ass felt great
wrapped around his cock, and he wanted more; now.  Reaching out and
grabbing Randy by the waist, he held him tight while he rammed his crotch
upwards.  His hard ten inches forced its' way deep into Randy's ass,
and as Randy screamed. Colt pulled back and rammed it in again.  And then
again.  The pleasure of his cock being almost crushed by Randy's hot ass
was heavenly.

"Oh man.  What an ass" Colt cried.  After slamming it to Randy three
times, Colt stopped and just held him there without moving; his huge rod
stuffed in as far as it could go.  Randy was gasping and whimpering, but
he didn't dare move and just panted frantically, trying to adjust his
ass being stretched to outrageous proportions.   Colt was relishing the
feel of his cock in the tight ass and fully intended to make this
pleasure last as long as possible, so he just waited and gave Randy a
couple minutes to get acclimated to it.

Randy stopped whimpering but was still panting frantically when Colt
spoke.  "Okay; enough.  Get that ass of yours moving, and I told you to
keep your god damn eyes open."

"Okay naster.  Okay" Randy gasped.   And very gradually Randy raised up
allowing the cock to slide over halfway out, and then slowly sat down
forcing it back in.  In truth, Randy could endure the pain, even savor it
because Colt was so huge, so massively muscled and so dominant that it
gave him a thrill just to look at him.  Being allowed to serve this god
was an honor and it was only right that it should not be easy and Randy
was willing to give his all in service to this creature.

Randy had been fucked by Wade's big cock and had enjoyed it once the
initial pain was over, so he knew it was going to start feeling great any
second now.  But he also knew he had to concentrate on Colt's pleasure,
and right now all he saw was a frown on Colt's face.  He understood that
a master such as Colt could be very impatient and demanding if his
obsequious worshiper was not giving him satisfactory service, so Randy
knew he had to do something, and do it pretty damn quick.  So, he started
to pick up the speed of his movements.

He had greased himself up well, and his hole was now stretched to its
maximum to handle Colt's monster, so every few strokes he stopped and
wiggled his ass from side to side, trying to give Colt as much pleasure
as possible.  He couldn't believe that Colt was still frowning, so he
picked up speed again and started really banging his ass down against
Colt's crotch on the downward thrusts.

He was dripping with sweat but the pain was completely gone, and it was
beginning to feel good, so now all he had to do was concentrate on
Colt's pleasure.  Doing everything he could to try to make it good, he
finally saw that look of disdain disappear from Colt's face, and maybe,
just maybe, a glimmer of a smile.  Oh yeah.  Colt was finally beginning
to enjoy it.

"This is great master" Randy gasped as he bounced up and down.   "Love
your big prick in my ass."  And this was true.  It had been so long
since Randy had been fucked, he'd forgotten how much enjoyment there
could be in being a submissive, giving yourself to a true dominant male,
a magnificent muscle man.  As much as he loved being a master in his own
right, he loved being used by a demanding Hercules.  There was absolutely
nothing more incredible that giving up your ass to a deserving muscle
god.

As Randy continued bouncing up and down, he saw Colt's enormous chest
begin to move up and down as he began to pant.  And from the look in his
face, Randy knew he was getting close.   Focusing his total being on what
Colt must be feeling, Randy squeezed his ass as he bounced making Colt
get hotter and hotter.

And Colt finally reacted.  Grabbing Randy by the shoulders, rolling him
over and slamming him to the mat.  Now on top he started banging his cock
into the upturned ass.   Colt was now sweating profusely and dripping
with sweat as he slammed into Randy's ass with a frenzy.

"Fuck yeeeaaah" Colt yelled as he slammed into Randy's ass and held it
there for a couple seconds.  Then he did it again, slamming in and
holding.  "Fuck yeah."  Then ramming it in one final time as hard as he
could, he started to cum.

"Take it slave boy.  Take it" he exalted as he fired into Randy's
ass.  "Oh, shit yeah."  Holding tight, almost crushing Randy's thighs
to his chest, Colt closed his eyes and luxuriated in the ecstasy of his
cock blasting into the muscle boy's ass.

And then it was over.  Randy was on his back covered with sweat looking
up at his incredible muscle master, and Colt was on his knees with his
big rod still planted in Randy's ass.  Randy's cock was rock hard and
throbbing, but he hadn't cum even though the pleasure had been
incredible.

"Cum for me boy.  Go ahead, jerk off" Colt ordered as looked down at
his gorgeous new fuck toy.  "Do it."

Randy was a bit surprised that Colt would allow him to cum but was not
about to look a gift horse in the mouth so he grabbed his cock.  "Thank
you master" he said as he started jerking his rigid prick hard and
fast.  Twenty seconds later he let fly and was shooting his strings of
cum up and over his chest.  "Thank you master.  Thank you master" Randy
mumbled as he continued bombarding his chest with his ejaculation.

After only a moment or two, Colt slowly pulled his still massive rod from
Randy's ass, and as the head finally popped out, he lay down next to
Randy on the mat putting his arm under his head.  "Way to go muscle
boy" he whispered.  "That was great.  Loved your ass."

"Thank you master" Randy said softly as he rolled over on his side with
his head on Colt's bicep.  Putting his arm over Colt's chest he started
kissing him softly on his shoulder and upper chest.  "That was fabulous
master.  Thank you."

Steve, of course, had been watching every bit of this and going crazy
with lust.  He'd had his cock out throughout the action and had been
keeping himself on the very edge of shooting.  He was incredibly hot and
even though he pretended to be straight, he was not only envious of Colt
fucking Randy's hot ass, he even pictured himself being in Randy's
place taking Colts big shaft.

But it was obvious that Randy loved it, contrary to the plan of Colt
beating him up and raping him.  But Steve still had plans for getting his
revenge.  His cock was throbbing, but he was holding out because he
intended to shoot his wad into his nemesis' ass.

"Ahhh... Colt.  Remember our deal" Steve said.  "You said I could fuck
him."

Colt looked over at Steve with total distain.  "Steve, you are such a
prick.  The only deal I remember was that I would take him down and fuck
him.  I've done that.  It's over."

"Ahhh... Colt.  You said I could have him after you fucked him" Steve
pleaded.  "That's what you said."

"Okay fine" Colt answered.  "Go ahead and take him if you can.  I'll
just watch."   Randy gave one final kiss on Colt's chest and then sat
up looking over at Steve, giving him a big smile, realizing that Colt was
not going to interfere.

"Oh yeah, cous" Randy said with a laugh.  "Remember the good times we
had?"  Randy continued laughing as he snapped his fingers at Steve.
"Get your ass over here" he growled as he stood up.

"Colt" Steve said with shock.  He clearly remembered Randy easily
kicking his ass and had no doubt he could do it again.   "Colt.  You are
here to help me get my revenge.  You were supposed to rape him."  Colt
continued lying on his back on the mat but got up on his elbows to watch
the action.

"Cousin" Randy said with a chill in his voice as he saw that Colt did
not respond.  "If I have to come over there and get you, you're going
to be damn sorry.  Now get your ass over here like I told you."  Steve
looked back and forth between Colt and Randy hoping for some kind of
reprieve, but both Colt and Randy just smiled at him and waited.

"Colt.  Please" Steve pleaded.  "Don't let him do this."

"Cousin" Randy threatened.  "You're getting me pissed."   Giving
into the inevitable, Steve stuffed his softening cock back into his pants
and slowly walked over to where Randy was standing.  Randy snapped his
fingers and pointed to the floor, so Steve got down on his knees.

"Hell Steve.  I forgot how damn good you look down there on your knees"
he said with a laugh.  Grabbing him by the hair and jerking his head
back, Randy got a wad of spit together and let it drop into Steve's
face.  Steve knew better than to react or say anything.

"You going to thank me boy?" Randy asked with a big grin on his face.

"Yes, Randy" Steve whispered.  "Thank you."

Randy laughed as he turned to Colt.  "I'm thinking of having him blow
me after I slap him around a bit.  What do you think?"

Colt was also laughing as he answered.  "Do whatever you want Randy.
I'm just going to watch, so you just go ahead and entertain me."

And Randy did just that.  Randy could be very entertaining.



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