Date: Sun, 30 May 2021 04:22:33 -0500
From: Jack Paker <corpusdawg88@aim.com>
Subject: Top Dawg part 20

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The next morning me and Gray got to school and were instantly confronted.

"What the fuck man?'"Dax screamed, charging right at us.

"You owe me a blow job," Gray said.

I nodded, I had bet against Dax would be stupid enough to confront us in
the parking lot.

I raised my hand, "Hey dude."

He slapped my hand don, "Don't dude me, you fucking asshole."

That was one.

"Problem?"

"You fucking know what my problem is faggot."

That was two.

"I really don't, but you sure you want to keep screaming about it in
public?"

He looked around and saw a few people in parking lot looking, nothing
better than a free fight.

He grabbed my sleeve and pulled me into one of the empty portables off to
the side. These were study classrooms, where people could come in, read, do
homework, take a fucking nap, anything they wanted if they had a free
period. Luckily, for him, it was empty in here.

Gray closed the door behind him, really loving the whole scene.

"Where the fuck you get off fucking drugging me?"

"Were you drugged?" I asked, "I mean, if we took you to a police station
right now, would there be a substance in your system that would be
identified as a drug?"

"Stop fucking around bitch, you know..."

And that was three.

My hand lashed out and grabbed his throat, my hand covering the entire
thing with one grasp. He beat at my arm, but no way this freshman gets me
to let go.

"Faggot. Bitch. Slapping my hand. These are all things you might want to
reconsider."

He was using both hands to beat at my arm, uselessly. His face was growing
red and I heard Gray behind me say softly, "Archie."

I opened my hand and he fell to the floor, rubbing his neck.

"Fuck around and find out punk,"I growled at him, he looked up with the
proper amount of terror in his eyes.

Gray moved me aside, he had bad cop, time for good cop.

He knelt down, "You ok? Need some water?"

Dax shook his head.

"Cool, so what's your damage?"

"He let me get raped!" He croaked at me, his voice raspy.

Gray looked back at me, "Did you do that?"

"Me?" I pointed to myself, "No."

"Bullshit! Those surfers fucking drugged me and raped me!"

"Hmmm," I said looking up like I was thinking, "I remember it differently."
I pulled my phone out, "I remember you, on all fours, fucking yourself on
his cock like a good little jock pussy."

I played the video and he looked at it, pale and opened mouthed.

"See that's you," I pointed to the screen, "And he's not moving...and
you're just pushing back...all by your self..."

He went to knock the phone out of my hand and I grabbed it with my other.

"Kid, you swing at me one more time, and I am going to break your fucking
face."

He pulled back his hand quickly as I stood up.

"It did look like you were liking it," Gray said as I put the phone away,
"And you liked it when I fucked you."

His eyes locked with Gray's and I could tell he didn't think I knew about
that.

"I did not," he said, his voice thick with emotion.

"You kinda did," Gray reasoned, "I mean, you were screaming for more."

"You fucking got me drunk!"

"Yeah, the same way you wanted to get Archie drunk. With a vodka bottle up
your ass. And you were crying with pleasure," Gray said getting right up to
his face, "You were fucking riding my cock, begging me for more. You can
talk all the shit you want to, but I saw you...you loved it."

Dax shook his head, but he didn't say a word.

I came up behind him and whispered in his ear, "It felt hot right? Feeling
that cock in you? Just giving up, letting all of it go and just be used?"

He flinched away from me, and Gray continued.

"The feeling of my thick cock sliding up your ass, touching you in places
you dream about. The moans when you were slamming down on me, the way your
hands held on to my shoulders, crying for more."

Dax just so knelt there, stunned.

"You loved last night," I said, coming up behind him again, "You were
fucking loving it. Don't worry, no one has to know...but here, with
us...you can admit it."

I licked around the edge of his ear and he shivered.

Gray moved closer, "It can be our secret," he said, moving close enough to
kiss him, "I already own Archie...you wanna be one of my sluts?"

"Just let go," I whispered, "You know how good it feels."

"Huh Dax? You wanna serve me?" Gray's mouth was right next to Dax's and you
could see the fear and attraction in the baseball player's face, "You wanna
be a good boy?"

Slowly, as if in a trance, Dax nodded slowly. Gray leaned in and kissed him
and I heard a melting sound come from Dax's throat, I moved my hands over
his pecs, tweaking his nipples as I lightly gnawed on his neck. He was the
meat on our fucking jock sandwich, and you could feel his resistance fading
with each touch.

Gray tapped my arm, which was the sign. I counted to three and stopped, the
exact moment Gray did as well.

We both stood up, leaving Dax on the floor, mouth open as he craved
more. He looked up at Gray in confusion.

"Get up! He snapped and the speed in which that tat jock jumped up was
comical.

"You want this?" Gray asked, cupping Dax's sizable bulge through his jeans.

Dax nodded, "Yeah."

He screamed as Gray squeezed hard on his balls, "Yes sir. Never yeah, never
ok, never fucking sure. Yes followed by sir. Got it?"

Dax nodded quickly, "Yes sir! Yes sir I'm sorry."

Dax went from squeezing to rubbing and Dax let out a small sigh of relief.

"Archie is coming over after school so I can shove my cock up his tight
little ass until he cums. You want the same?"

The sound of hunger in Dax's voice was a fucking turn on, "Please sir."

Gray smiled, "Good boy. We're gonna walk out of here, and everything goes
back to normal. But when we are alone, when no one can hear or see...who do
you belong to?"

`You sir," Dax said with an eagerness that I had to admire.

"No," Gray said, looking at me, "Us."

I moved behind him, pressing my hard cock up against that baseball bubble
but, "Both of us," I said, moving my hands up the sides of his torso,
feeling the lean muscle as he practically purred against me.

"Yes sir...both of you sirs..." he said dreamily.

Gray stepped forward, both of us pressing him tight, "Just be a good
boy..."

"I'm a good boy...I can be a good boy," he whined.

I pulled his head to the side and kissed him, he responded with a
fierceness that kinda shocked me. Gray bite the side of his neck as we
kissed and I hear Dax moan as he was marked. When he was done he stepped
back and I broke the kiss off.

Dax put a hand up to his neck and rubbed the newly formed hickie.

"What do you say?" Gray asked.

"T-thank you sir..." Dax answered, his voice trembling.

"You have a change of jeans in the locker room?"

Dax nodded.

"Better grab them," he said looking down. I came around front and looked,
and sure enough, there was a wet spot where the boy had cum in his
jeans. Oh yeah, he wanted this bad.

"Thank you sir," he said, taking a step towards the door and then
pausing. He looked at me and then took a step forward, kissing me again,
this time with a lot of passion. When he was done he smiled at me, "Thank
you for last night."

I winked at him, "Next time I'll do it with you, we can offer ourselves up
to the surf pups."

I could see hie eyes widen as the thought pushed nearly all his buttons
before he ran out of the building, before we could make him cum again.

I looked over at Gray, "Where did all that come from?"

He sat on the edge of one of the desks, "Are you kidding? Teaching someone
to submit was one of the first lessons my dad taught me."

I cocked me head, "You and me had very different childhoods."

He laughed, "I'll tell you all about it someday, come on. We're gonna be
late."

I stepped up and kissed him, "Yes sir."

He grinned, "Such a good boy."

He rubbed my cheek and kissed me back, I could get so fucking used to this.


At lunch Gray and Dax sat together and talked while I chilled with the
boys. Tony and Wyatt were hanging on Coop's every word, while I just
watched and listened.

"You're quiet," Coop said after awhile, "What's up?"

"Thinking about nationals, a lot on the line."

"How many offers you got so far?"

I shrugged, "A few, but none from the places I want. Places like those are
gonna wait to see how I perform it's the best before they offer. What about
you?"

He smiled, "I got four so far, I'm leaning towards Oklahoma, but Iowa also
dropped me a line."

I nodded, "Sweet man, both are decent picks."

"Who you holding out for?" Tony asked.

"Penn or bust baby."

Wyatt nodded, "Man that would be tight, Penn is like one of the best."

"Fingers crossed, if I kick ass at nationals it's a mortal lock."

"I'm sure you'll get what you deserve," Coop said with a smile.

"In the end, we all get what we deserve."

We locked eyes for a moment, and we both knew we wren't talking about
wrestling.

"We'll see."

I nodded, "Yeah we will."


After school Gray got into the jeep, "He's gonna meet us at my place."

"How excited is he?"

"He's about to burst, this is gonna be fun."

I nodded, I had been thinking about this all fucking day. When we pulled up
Dax was standing outside his car, the letterman jacket, the tight white
T-shirt, the faded jeans, the beat up Converse. He looked very inch of a
fucking jock stud, just like I did. He was looking at his phone, his
handsome face in a moment of concentration, it would be easy to mistake him
for another straight, boy next door. The kind parents loved, girls chased
and guys wanted to be friends with.

From here it would be impossible to clock him as a fucking slut.

Well future slut, he hadn't been properly trained yet. He was a lot like I
was when this first started, not sure, wanting to argue against it, but in
the end drawn to it like a fucking black hole. There was a hunger in both
of us that we had mistaken for strength and masculinity, but actually
turned out to be a desire to be owned.

It was easy to see it now, I barked loud because I was scared. I was
aggressive to ward off stronger animals. I fronted like an alpha because at
heart I was an omega. I had been scared to be found out, to be used, to be
owned. I'd ran from it, built walls around it, fucked girls to try to
distract from it. But in the end, I was a small, little boy who wanted
someone to tell me what to do. And looking at Dax, I could tell he was
right there with me.

"Hey," he said seeing us walk up, paused for a second and then added a
soft, "Sir."

Gray smiled, "It's ok, it feels weird at first."

Dax smiled and then looked at me.

"Trust me dude, you'll learn to love all of it."

Gray let us in and we dropped our backpacks at the door and followed him to
his room. Once in I kicked my shoes off and climbed on the bed, I wanted a
front row seat for this.

Gray took his shoes and socks off and leaned against his desk, "You good?"

Dax nodded, looking super nervous.

"Relax, I got you," he said in a strong voice, "Now strip."

Dax paused for only a moment and then he kicked off his shoes, shucked his
jacket and began to peel his shirt off.

"No!" Gray barked and he froze, "Slower. I didn't say get undressed, I said
strip."

Dax put the shirt back on and nodded, I could see the embarrassment in his
face, I felt the same way when I got that order. Slowly he pulled his shirt
up, flexing his abs as he revealed them, grinding his hips, making his
Adonis belt flare with each movement. When he got to his pecs he tightened
them, his fucking nipples looked chewable, damn this boy had a body.

He got it off and tossed it aside, standing there in his faded jeans and
socks...he looked like a sex dream.

His hands undid his belt and opened the first button on his jeans, the
white of his boxers briefs waistband was visible, the word UNDER moved with
him as he slowly undid another button. He was wearing He was wearing Under
Armor boxer briefs, the pocket that held his cock was strained as he popped
the last button, showing the imprint of his hard dick straining to get
free.

He slid the jeans down his thick thighs, he stepped out of them, the hard
muscle of his calves moving as he kicked his pants behind. He stood there,
wearing only his underwear, and he looked like a fucking stud. But I could
see the real him right underneath. The muscles and working out to hide the
fear he wasn't man enough, the hours of sports to cover up and facilitate
being close with guys all the time. He looked like a fucking alpha, but it
was all show, all theater.

He was a slut just like me.

Gray stood up and walked over to him, "Kneel."

He dropped to his knees quick, it was insane how much presence the kid
had. I was over on the bed just watching and I wanted to fucking do as he
said. There was no argument that Dax might have been able to overpower Gray
physically, but there was a quiet firmness in Gray's entire demeanor, that
transcended physicality.

"What do you want?" Gray asked him.

Dax reached up, as if to rub Gray's crotch.

"No!" Gray shouted, startling Dax, "No hands. Show me what you want."

Dax put his hands down and leaned his face into Gray's crotch, rubbing his
cheek against the obscene bulge that was getting bigger by the second. As
he rubbed the bulge became a lump and the lump became an outline, an
outline of a truly fucking big cock. Once you could see the fucking crab
apple head of the kid's cock Dax stopped rubbing his cheek and mouthed the
denim covering that monster.

Gray put one hand in his hair, "Good boy."

I could hear the purr like groan come from Dax as he doubled his efforts,
coating the front of Grays jeans with his spit. The more he gummed it the
more visible it became, and I felt my own cock start to swell. I had
forgotten how much that motherfucker turned me on.

Gray pulled his shirt off no tossed it away, and then undid his belt and
pulled it free. He wrapped it around Dax's throat and pulled it, "You gonna
behave?"

Dax nodded, "Yes sir."

"Undress me."

Dax reached up and pulled Gray's jeans down, the jock Gray was wearing did
not hide his horse cock in the least. Half of his shaft and that purplish,
red head jutted out to the left, just hanging there, like a fucking
monument to cocks. Dax pulled the jeans down and Gray stepped out of them,
and just stood there. Dax put the pants aside and then looked up at him,
like a hungry puppy. His eyes kept darting to his cock, I could see a bead
of precum forming from here.

"You've been a bad boy in the past," Gray said, not harshly, but firmly,
"You've done some horrible things."

Dax looked down, "I know sir, I'm sorry."

"Not to me," Gray pointed to me, "To him."

Dax looked over at me and I had no idea what to do.

"Come," Gray said to me with the same tone you'd call a dog.

Yeah it turned me on, sue me.

I jumped up off the bed and stood in front of him.

"Strip him," Gray ordered Dax.

He stood up and those baby blue eyes locked with mine. He grabbed he bottom
of my shirt and pulled it up, I raised my hands and he took it off. He
looked at my chest and I could see the naked hunger in his eyes. Oh yeah,
we were the same kind of animal.

"Worship your better!" Gray barked and Dax's mouth moved over my nipple,
nibbling it lightly as his hands moved over my abs.

"You will learn your place," Gray whispered in his ear as he licked my
entire torso, "You will learn to serve your betters and love every second
of it."

Dax nodded as he licked and let out a quick. "Yes sir."

"Keep going."

Dax's hands pulled open my button fly and my jeans dropped to my ankles. I
stepped out of them, leaving me in my athletic socks and the worn, red
jock, that my raging cock was fighting against. His hands moved up my
thighs, I could feel him squeezing the hard muscle, loving every inch of
it, just becoming more and more turned on. His hands moved up to my ass and
he ran them over the hard muscle, and another small whimper escaped his
mouth.

Gray pulled Dax's head back by his hair and pulled it back until he was
looking up at me, "Apologize."

"I'm sorry sir," He said, swallowing hard.

"I want you to get this," Gray said letting him go and pushing him
aside. He sat off by the closet and watched us.

"Kneel" he said to me and I slowly went down, trying not to look at that
cock, because if I did I was going to lose it.

"Who do you serve?"

"You sir," I said truthfully. God I felt shame from admitting that in front
of Dax and that just turned me on because I knew I deserved to be
humiliated like this. I had been a liar, a dirty, fucking liar all my
life. This was my truth, this was myself.

"Give tribute," he said and I leaned forward and licked that precum off his
cock. As soon as I tasted it I knew I was gone. I wantonly just moaned as
shoved as much of that fucking beast in my mouth as I could. God I had
missed this dick. I had dreamed of this dick, jerked off to videos of it
fucking me, as I licked up and down the ten inches of perfection, I felt my
eyes watering from how much I had missed it.

My hands grabbed his hard ass and I pulled him in as I just worked him over
as much as I could. I had no shame, no reserve, I didn't care who saw me at
this point. I was beyond ego and caring, I was home. I was home with my
kid's cock in my mouth.

His hands moved through my hair lovingly, it wasn't for command or to guide
me. He was petting me, showing me love like the fucking dog I was. I really
did belong to him, I mean I really was his. If he put a collar on me and
made me sleep on the floor next to his bed, I would with a smile on my
face. How had I been so stupid? How had I let this go?

After his entire cock was covered in my spit and he was leaking like a
faucet, he told me to stop.

I reluctantly pulled back, panting, my own cock throbbing with lust.

"Open your mouth," he said.

I opened it and he just spit right into it.

I felt my cock lurch in response.

"Thank you sir," I said as I swallowed it.

He looked over t Dax, "You see how low he is? How much of a fucking dog he
is?"

Dax nodded, his own cock hard and leaking from the sight of me praying at
the alter of cock that was Gray.

"He is my pet, my plaything, he is my possession, heat and soul," he looked
at me, and in a softer voice he asked, "Aren't you?"

I just blinked back tears, "Yes sir."

He smiled and touched my face, "Such a good boy."

I leaned into his hand and for a moment thought I was going to start
bawling.

He looked back to Dax, "As low as he is, as beneath me he is...you are
still lower."

Dax nodded silently.

Gray grabbed a hunk of my hair, "He is a dog, make no mistake."

He had pulled my head back, exposing my throat, god I loved this...why had
I fought this?

"But he is the alpha dog...and you are his bitch."

Dax's eyes widened.

"So...get over here and worship your alpha."

Gray let go of my hair and Dax crawled over to me, his head down, looking
up slowly. I turned towards him no he moved closer, I was kneeling and his
face was almost touching the carpet. He squirmed forward another inch, and
then lifted his head slowly, towards my cock. I grabbed his hair and shoved
his face onto it.

The sound of his moan and gag at the same time was like fucking music to
me.

My cock hit the back of his throat as his tongue struggled to work around
my base. Sure, Gray had the best cock since his dad, but my cock was no
joke either. I watched as the baseball stud as he lapped at my dick,
worshipping it, loving it, trying his best to please me in any way he
could. I could feel his desperation, his urgency, he so badly wanted to be
under me he could feel it in his soul.

I pulled his head off my dick, the look of panic on his face was
priceless. He was terrified he'd angered me somehow.

I stood up and laid back on the bed, my legs spread.

It took him half a second to realize I was waiting and he jumped between my
legs and went back to work. Now he could service my balls, the shaved skin
hummed in his mouth as he sucked my balls one at a time, his hand fisting
my shaft as he kept trying to bring me pleasure.

He was good, but he needed more.

I pushed his head down, and then kept pushing it. He licked the base of my
balls, then past it...and as I moved my legs up he knew what I was
demanding.

His hands grabbed under my thighs and lifted them up as he licked the crack
of my ass, his tongue trailing though the muscled canyon. Once he had me up
his hands moved to my cheeks, pulling them apart so he could find his true
target. My hole reveled itself, one, perfect, pink jock hole dying to be
licked.

His tongue moved around the edge of my hole, the fact that Dax was eating
me out made the sensations a thousand times more erotic. When he poked
timidly at my hole I could feel the muscle resist him. He got another hold
of my cheeks and then pressed in again, his tongue breaching half an inch
into me.

"Oh fuck..."I moaned as I felt him penetrate me."Good boy...such a good
boy."

The words made him groan as he doubled his efforts, shoving another quarter
inch into me. Shit, this kid's tongue should be a fucking lethal weapon
cause it was killing my pussy. He didn't stop, he kept laying at my jock
hole over and over, once inside folding it into a taco, then pushing even
further in. Holy shit...this was fucking amazing.

He wasn't trying to lube me up or even loosen my hole, he knew fucking me
was off the table for him. So instead of trying for utility, he was just
fucking driving me nuts. He was humming into my hole, curving it up,
tickling my walls, Jesus fuck how did any girl not beg him to fuck them
after this?

Gray had to have seen that I was losing it because Gray grabbed the back of
Dax's head and pulled him out.

For a second I saw Dax's face, eyes closed, fucking snake of a tongue
moving in air...god damn that was hot.

"You worked up?" He asked Dax, who just nodded mutely, drool flying from
his lips.

"You wanna get bred?"

Dax's eyes got large, "Yes sir, please sir..."

Gray barked one dismissive laugh, "Don't ask me, that's your stud." He said
pushing him towards me.

He looked at me with sad eyes and pouty lips, "Please sir?"

I looked down at him as I sat up, "You wanna get fucked, present for me
bitch."

He seemed confused for a moment and then turned around until he was facing
away from me, and spread his legs and pushed his face into the bed. And
there it was, in all it's glory.

His fucking perfect jock pussy, begging to be used.

I moved and climbed between that baseball ass and attacked his hole with
purpose. He gasped as I tore into him, not taking it slow or edging it
in. I fucking pounded my tongue into that fucking cunt and he started to
whine from the feelings he was getting.

"Oh fuck yeah....oh shit...Archie..shit...ARCHIE!" He yelped as I pushed
both of his cheeks back and just skewered him. I don't want to brag but I
had fucked a lot of girls in my time and most of them were because of the
way I ate them out. Girls love to be fronting that they aren't that kind of
girl and they don't want to rush but once you have a thick ass tongue up
their fucking cunt, and they are moaning and begging...they will pay you to
fuck them if you do it right.

I was doing it right.

"You feel that?" Gray asked him, kneeling down to make eye contact, "You
feel your stud prepping your that hole?"

`Oh god yes sir..."

"He's getting you pussy wet, lubing you up so you he can mount you, and
dump his seed into you. That's what you are for now, you're his hole. You
live to take his cock, whenever and however he wants. You don't have a name
and you don't have a fucking life. You are a hole...and you love it."

"I love it sir...oh please....fuck....I'm your hole Archie...shit I'm your
hole..."

Once I had him pressing back into me and that little baseball cunt was
winking at me, I knew he was ready. I got up and Gray tossed me his lube. I
smeared some over my cock as I watched Dax shiver in front of me, face
down, ass up, pussy quivering.

I pressed my head against it and he gasped and held his breath.

"This," I said holding for a moment, "This is all you're good for."

I leaned in and felt my head shove his hole apart. He cried out as I
punched my way into him, he was pinning the sheets as my cock busted the
walls of his jock ass apart. He was screaming in pain, but he didn't tell
me to stop, and he didn't ask for me to slow down.

I paused halfway and rubbed the small of his back "Such a good bitch."

His breath was heaving as he fought through the pain. I heard a strained,
"Thank you sir," as his ass spammed around my cock. I waited, as Gray had
waited for me until I heard him take a deep breath and then beg, "More
please."

Music to my ears.

I moved forward again slowly, making sure he felt every fucking inch of my
cock just destroy his entire ass.

"Oh...oh...ohh god..." he whined as I kept going. "Shtishitshit," he
hissed, I could hear him finally give up and collapse, screaming into the
bed. For a second I wished I had used the Eden lube, but then I remembered
how much Dax had fucked with me in the bathroom, and just kept going.

"You ever gonna talk back to me?" I growled, shoving more of my cock into
him, "You ever going to disrespect me?"

His head moved up as he screamed, "NO SIR, NEVER SIR...OH FUCK...."

"You gonna be my good cunt, do whatever I want, always?"

"I'm yours sir...oh god Archie...always yours....shit....aaahhhhh...."

The last few inches entered him, and I felt my pubes touch that perfect
ass.

"That's it baby, that's the whole thing."

He was sweating, trying his best not to scream as he huffed and puffed,
working through the pain best he could. Finally I heard a small, "Thank you
sir...god you are so big..."

"You like your man's cock?" I asked, pushing forward, causing him to cry
out.

"Yes sir! FUCK! Always sir..."

I bet he wished he had my condition right about now.

Moving forward I grabbed him by the throat and pulled his head back
slightly, my tongue trailed around his ear and his whole body shook. The
pleasure from his ear was distracting him from the pain in his ass, and I
felt his jock hole relax slightly.

"Ohhhh...." He whimpered as I tongue fucked his ear for a moment before
moving down his jawline.

"Who's bitch are you?' I asked.

"Yours sir...oh fuck yours..."

"Fuck right you are...this tight, little baseball ass is mine whenever I
want...I better make sure everyone knows you're owned."

I sank my teeth in the to side of his neck and I felt his ass spasm as he
cried out, "Oh please sir...please don't leave a mark..."

Gray stepped up in front of him, "You telling you alpha what he can do?"

"No...unnn....no sir..." he whined as I kept gnawing on him. He was
distressed but my mouth was fucking making him hornier, his ass was
subconsciously pushing back onto me already.

"You've been a bad dog," Gray admonished him, "Until you prove you can be
trusted...you need to be marked."

I stopped and put my mouth right to his ear, "Beg me to mark you," I
whispered, "Plead with me to make you mine..."

He hesitated for a second, I could imagine the thoughts running through his
mind. He wanted to submit, so fucking bad, but he also had to deal with the
rest of the baseball team asking him how he got hickies up and down his
neck.

"Beg," I insisted, pushing my hips forward a second.

"Oh....please sir... his ass answering for him, "Please mark your bitch..."

"Show me your neck," I ordered.

He lifted his head, giving him full access, I licked from ear to chin
before going back and just biting the shit out of him. He yelped as I bit
down and sucked, leaving the biggest, darkest mark I could think of.

"Ohhh...yesss....." he hissed as the shame of being fucking branded like
cattle set in. He had given in, and the pleasure from it was overwhelming
his ego. He bucked back again, his fucking tight, little hole begging to be
fucked.

I let go of his neck and his head drooped down, the weight of his actions
hitting him hard. He had let another man fucking mark him, he had willingly
let a dude claim his as property...as shamed as he felt, I was also certain
he was equally turned on.

I know I had been when I was in his position.

I put both hands on the side of his trim waist and held him tight, "Such a
good girl..." I said, pulling my cock out slowly.

"Ooohhh...." He moaned, his head flying up seat falling from his bangs. "Oh
god...shit...shit..." he panted as I kept sliding back.

""You my good girl?" I asked, pausing with only two inches left in him.

He nodded, "I'm a good girl...please sir...I'll be a good girl..."

I slammed forward and there was a strangled yelp as he felt all nine inches
of my fucking cock punch thought his guts. I paused and then drew my hips
back again, like I was pulling an arrow back to strike.

"Ffffuuucckkkk...." He cried out, feeling his straight, baseball ass grip a
cock and milk it for all it's worth. When I slammed forward again the sound
was less painful and more rapturous. As I pulled back the third time he
braced his arms, and I could feel him waiting. When I pushed in he used
back, our bodies hitting hard, causing him to blurt out a loud...

"OH FUCK ME!"

His ass was squeezing my cock for every drop of precum I could make, I
started to pull back and he moved forward, then slammed himself back
again. I paused, watching him slowly fuck himself on my cock of his own
accord.

"Shit..shit...fuck me...oh god.." he panted as he moved forward and back,
sliding his ass up and down my pole. "Fuck your
cock...ohh....please...please.."

I had no idea who he was talking to, I wasn't doing a thing, he was fucking
himself all on his own. He started to speed up and I could tell he was
getting hungrier. I knew this state well, the moment when your ass had just
gone to jelly, your pride had surrendered to pleasure, and you needed more
cock, faster cock...all the fucking cock you could find.

I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back onto me with no mercy, the moan
he gave as I started to pump him as hard as I could was as erotic as all
fuck. I went at it, punishing that little, baseball hole as hard as I
could. At first he kept up, pushing back the best he could but slowly, the
harder I hit him the lower he sank, the louder he moaned...

His arms gave out and his head hit the bed, his words had become noises as
he just gave up, stopped trying to contribute, and became the fucking hole
he realized he was. As I fucked him I pushed his face harder into the bed,
his ass straight up as his body forced him to submit to my cock. The entire
baseball team could walk in right now and he'd only glance up with them
with a dopey smile he was being fucked so well.

This punk, this fucking little shit that thought he could own me, thought
he could fucking control me...the more I thought about it, me begging for
his cock in the bathroom stall, him laughing, the sneer he'd give me...all
of it..I took out on his ass. Each time I bottomed it he gave out a small
whimper, the only acknowledgment he was still conscious.

After about five minutes of this Gray got my attention.

"Hold up," he said, asking me to pull out. There was a wet squelch as my
cock popped out of him. Gray rolled him over and I almost burst out
laughing. There was a puddle of cum, soaking into the bedspread from where
he had cum hands free some time ago. Gray rolled him over on his back,
Dax's hard cock still sticking skyward.

"See that?" Gray asked, pointing at his face.

I looked down and say the complete visage of joy on the jock's face, the
smile, the drool, the blown out pupils from his lust...all of it just
another brushstroke to make up a portrait of a slut.

I nodded.

"That's the reward," he said, "That's the gift for submitting...that is why
you serve."

And I got the other part of the lesson.

I gave my ass up to others, so that they may feel pleasure. The fact I was
sharing myself to them, bringing them fucking ecstasy, that was what they
got. But looking down at Dax, in a fuck daze, not a care in the world, I
realized that's what I got. I got to be so well fucked that I spent the
next hour in heaven, just floating above the world.

It was also a gift.

Gray smiled and climbed up on the bed, "It's not about shame and surrender,
it's about pleasure and excitement. It's about the rapture we can give each
other," he pushed me back until I was sitting against the headboard. Gray
moved Dax up, and maneuvered him on my lap. I grabbed he base of my cock
and lined it up with his fucking sloppy hole. He slid down my length
without any resistance. There was a slight moan but not much more.

Gray moved forward and I felt his cock push at Dax's entrance.

"Let's give him a real gift," Gray said, and slowly forced his cock into
Dax's ass.

It was like a low growl from Dax as Gray tried to breech his hole. The more
he pushed the louder it got until I felt the head pop in next to my cock
and it became a wail.

"FUCCKK!" He roared, coming to life as his ass tried to clamp down on the
new intruder.

"Relax," Gray snapped, still moving into the jock.

"No..no..fuck it's too much!" He whined as more and more of Gray's cock
blew open his hole. The pressure on my cock was insane, it was like my dick
was in a velvet vice, and the more Gray crammed in there the hotter and
tighter it got.

"Nonononono..." Gray panted, realized he didn't have the strength to fight
us. He stopped squirming and I felt him collapse onto my chest like a rag
doll.

Gray finally got his entire horse cock next to mine, and I could feel that
baseball ass quiver around the two monsters in it. His muscles were shaking
as Gray bottomed out and smiled at me over his shoulder.

Gray grabbed Dax's limp head and pulled it back, "You wanna be our good
girl?" He asked.

A slurred, "Imagoodgirrrrlll..." fell out of his mouth along with more
drool.

Gray gave me a wink and pulled his cock back.

"Ooooohhh...." Dax moaned, as he felt ten inches of donkey dick slowly pull
out of his ass.

When Gray reversed course Dax gasped and I felt his body shake as he felt
his ass shake open. Gray pulled back again and then forward and Dax's
breath gave out for a moment as he felt his entire worldview being changed.

Gray slowly started fucking him and Dax pressed his sweaty head into my
chest as he took both our dicks. At first he was just holding on, a
passenger at best. But as Gray picked up pace you could see Dax start to
engage more, his head came up, his hands moved to my shoulders to brace
himself.

I felt like my cock was going to explode with pleasure, the friction from
Gray's cock sliding up against mine was like nothing I'd ever felt
before. The warmth and tightness of Dax's ass was just amplifying
everything as I wanted Dax transform in front of me.

He went from straight baseball jock to reluctant bottom to blown out hole
to abused victim in the space of 20 minutes. But as Gray really started to
pound into him he began to change again. He started to push back, his eyes
closed in concentration and he slowly grunted, "Yes...yes..." with each
stroke.

His cock was rock hard against my abs as he rode our two cocks harder and
harder. He was no longer a passenger, he wasn't a victim...as I watched Dax
became a full on pig.

"Yes!" He finally snapped slamming himself back hard, "Fuck me! Oh shit
FUCK MY ASS! HARDER...FUCKING HARDER..."

I could feel Gray bracing himself against Dax's violent pushes to take as
much cock as he could. After awhile Gray stopped and let Dax fuck himself
silly.,

"Who's a good girl?" I asked.

"Me..fucking me...oh fucking rape my cunt...fill me...oh fuck
daddy...please...please...shit..I'm a slut..I'm a jock slut..."

"You our faggot?" Gray asked.

"YES! I'M YOUR FAGGOT! I'M YOUR FUCKING WHORE...OH DADDY'S! FUCK
ME...PLEASE...FILL MY PUSSY!!"

And just like that his cock erupted all over my chest. His ass closed over
Gray's and my cock, causing him to start to shoot as well. Gray's yes got
wide as he felt my cock start to shoot and within seconds, all three of us
were cumming. Dax just shoved both of us deeper into him, his cock raining
hot cum all over me as he let out another cry of joy.

"Fuck...." Gray moaned as he felt both of our cocks just unload into the
same hole. Dx's orgasm milked our cocks like the softest hands we ever
felt. All three of us were a mass of sweating, cum covered jocks, moaning
and shooting our loads...bond the three of us together. Dax belonged to me,
I belonged to Gray...and Gray owned us both.

Gray finally collapsed onto Dax's back as the baseball jock licked the
steam of cum off my pecs.

I ran a hand through his sweat soaked hair, "Good boy." I said.

He looked up with me, cum on his face, tongue dripping with his own load
and just smiled...the smile of an owned and happy dog