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Subject: IRON TEMPLE MUSCLE SLUT – CHAPTER 1 IRON TEMPLE MUSCLE SLUT – CHAPTER 1 “Fuck me.” I hissed, wiping the sweat from my brow with the back of my forearm. The mid July heatwave had gripped the city for nearly a week. Perfect timing for our gym’s air conditioning to breakdown… I’d just finished a quick warm up and already my tank and shorts were completely soaked. I suddenly thought about my decision to wear my bright red jock under my white Berserker Silkies (my favorite shorts for lifting), chuckling to myself at the extra show I’d be giving the gym patrons who were there getting in their late night pump. My parents opened Iron Temple Gym 10 years ago as a way to provide a stable future since they knew their individual fitness careers wouldn’t last forever. My dad being Dominic Rucci, a former IFBB Pro you might have heard of. He racked up a bunch of titles before he semiretired, including the Arnold Classic (four times, just like his buddy Flex Wheeler), the South Beach Pro Invitational, and a bunch of Grand Prix victories. At 42, he’s still in PRIME condition, but 3 years ago he decided to step aside so that the younger guys coming up to flourish. He’s since become a mentor to a bunch of the current “young bucks” as he likes to call them. And you’ve most likely seen my mom, Keli Rucci, on the cover of your brother’s old Maxim Magazines or those Equinox Ads from a couple years back with the naked nuns. At 39, she’s still got a rocking body that she loves to flaunt. Something I know all the dudes at our gym (and some of the ladies) fully enjoy. I can’t tell how many times I’ve overheard guys in the locker room talking about wanting to fuck her. I take it all in stride because, like Mom and Dad always tell me, “Relax, it’s just sex!” I guess I should introduce myself too. My name is Dave. Dom and Keli’s boy. I just turned 18 and like my parents…fitness is my life. If I had to say, I think I’m a pretty even split between my parents, looks-wise. I’ve got Dad’s deep olive complexion and jet black hair, but I inherited my mom’s light green eyes, high cheekbones, full lips, slight nose, and naturally hairless skin…unlike my dad, who’s a hairy Sicilian beast. After he stopped competing, Dad let his fur grow and nowadays a blanket of tight black curls covers his huge 59″slab of a chest, brick wall of a stomach, massive 25in arms and 37in thighs. Not to mention the thicket covering his huge muscle ass. Sometimes I wish I was hairy like my dad. That always just seemed more “manly” to me. I think it might be why I was so eager to start weight training when I was younger. If I couldn’t be as hairy as Dad (or tall…he’s 6 foot) at least I could pack as much muscle onto me as possible. So that’s what I’ve done for the past 4 years. Dedicating every free moment to my fitness. Which, isn’t exactly hard when you come from a family like mine and have an amazing gym facility at your disposal like I do. And my hard work has definitely paid off. At 5’7, I’m nearly 200 lbs of bulging teen muscle. Thick…but ripped. I’ve got a set of hefty, well defined pecs that hang off my frame like two square pillows and a shredded torso that tappers in a perfect V leading to my deep set obliques. Biceps like two softballs and massive triceps hanging from my hulking shoulders. I’d say my absolute best feature though is my ass…something else I’ve inherited from my mom. My glutes are like two perfect spheres sticking out from behind me. Muscular, thick, and of course, totally smooth. I’ve competed in a few amateur bodybuilding competitions and even placed second in the one of the local amateur cups. Honestly though, my focus throughout all of high school had been Rugby. But ever since I graduated 3 months ago, I’ve dedicated all my time to bodybuilding. And I’m proud of the progress I’ve made. I don’t mind admitting, I look fucking good naked…which is probably why I try to be as often as possible. As soon as I get to my room, I strip down to my jock and practice hitting some poses in front of the large wall sized mirror in my room (something I scored after our vendor accidentally delivered the wrong size to our gym). If I’m in my room with the door closed, chances are I’m flexing and feeling myself up. Of course, I pretty much instantly get hard, especially when squeezing my smooth bubble butt. There’s just something about feeling the heft of those two globes of muscle that drives me wild. Probably not much of a surprise, but these daily “posing” sessions typically devolve into me jerking off and it isn’t long before I peel of my usually sweaty jockstrap and pound one out. That’s another thing you should know about me…I cum A LOT. Like buckets. Seriously. And I love massaging my creamy loads all over my body making me look all oiled up like when I’m competing. I especially like spreading my cum all over my glutes, getting them all slick as I massage the deep muscle fibers. Sometimes if I’m feeling extra horny, I rub some between my cheeks and over my hole, imagining I’m fingering some busty milf porn star who’s creaming all over my hand. Whenever I do leave my room, I’ll usually just pull on a pair of my Silkies and nothing else. Lucky for me, Mom and Dad are both super body positive. Dad never wears a shirt if he doesn’t have to and usually walks around the house in his favorite old grey sweat shorts that are so worn with age they’re nearly see through…His obscene bulge flopping all around. And mom practically lives in her Lululemon workout top. The one my dad calls her “boner bra” due to the way it shows off her giant 38D tits. No shame in the Rucci household, that’s for sure! If mom’s out of town at a fitness convention, a lot of time dad and I don’t wear anything at all. “We’re animals, Dave, we weren’t meant to wear clothes. We were meant to hunt and fuck.” That’s one of Dad’s favorite lines. Which he usually follows with a booming roar while he pounds his chest like a silverback before we both burst out laughing. Being naked together so often has caused some pretty hilarious instances of us both sporting major wood in front of each other. Especially in the mornings when we’re getting our coffee or if we’re watching a movie with a hot sex scene or a WWE Female Superstar match. “Good to see that things working, bud!” Dad will bellow. Cracking up as he grabs his own massive hardon. I don’t mind telling you, Dad’s cock is fucking legendary. Story goes, back in his competition days he had to get his posing trunks custom made to be able to fit his thick Sicilian meat which is about 8 inches — when soft! When hard…the thing grows to at least 11 inches and is as thick as a coke can. And his sack hangs down at least 5 inches and contains two sperm silos the size of Grade A Extra Large Eggs. That’s one thing I definitely inherited from Dad. Huge. Fucking. Balls. My cock might only be 7 inches when hard (which is nothing to be ashamed of), but my nuts are already just about as big as Dad’s. I love the way they fill out my jockstraps but I really love just letting them hang loose so I can squeeze and tug on them. Some of the girls I dated in high school were prudes and weird about them, but some girls loved them…especially how much cum they produce. But my nuts definitely made me a man among boys in my high school locker room. In fact, it was a tradition on my rugby team for the guys to rub my big smooth ballsack for good luck. It was typical locker room horseplay amongst a bunch of guys with raging hormones and it must have worked because we were undefeated 3 years in a row! Honestly though…I wouldn’t have minded them rubbing my balls even if it wasn’t about luck. Having such huge nuts means that my testosterone levels are through the roof, great for packing on muscle (still no help with body hair – thanks, genetics) but a side effect is that I’m constantly horned up. And not just normal teenager jerk off every day horny. I mean every hour of every day horny. If I’m not dating anyone, I’ll jerk off at LEAST 3 times a day. Usually to some oiled up big titted MILF getting railed in the ass by some ripped dude with a giant cock. Bridgette B, Ava Adams, Angela White, Sarah Banks, Sharon Lee, Adriana Chechik…I’ve blown countless loads to them all. And like I mentioned, my loads are huge. Dad told me a few years back that with balls the size of ours, we’re going to cum more than most guys. He didn’t want me to be caught off guard when me and my buddies inevitably compared loads, like young horny guys always do. Most guys use an old jock or pair of undies as their cum rag. Not me. I need to use a full size bath towel to sop up the giant trails of jizz I shoot. I just seem to have an endless supply of muscle jock teen spunk. Definitely not the worst physical trait to have! But I digress. Back to me being a sweaty mess at the gym. With no air conditioning, the air was thick with testosterone and pheromones. The heady odor of sweaty roided up muscle clung to my nostrils. I breathed it in deep – savoring it – and reached down to give my jock a quick adjustment as I could feel my cock start to swell. Didn’t want to make it too obvious how much I loved the stench. I was just loading up the leg press with plates when my Dad called me over to the front desk. “Hey Dave! Come here for a minute?” Perfect timing. Though…I really couldn’t complain. Part of the deal I have with my parents is I get to workout whenever I want (outside of peak hours, of course), but if something at the gym needs doing, I gotta do it. “Sure thing dad!” I grabbed a towel from one of the folded stacks set up around the floor and wiped my face as I trotted over the front desk. Dad was wearing his typical all black “work attire.” His Iron Temple polo perfectly showed off his monster chest and arms and his black joggers did little to hide the horse cock he had stuffed inside. I couldn’t help but notice his pits, chest, and back all stained dark – he was sweating almost as much as I was! “What’s up dad?” I asked “Kurt’s here to take a look at the air conditioning. Could you take him down to the basement and help him get to the HVAC? I’m sure there’s a bunch of old equipment in the way.” “Sure Dad!” I responded – excited to get to spend some time with Kurt. Kurt Leeds and my dad had been friends since they were kids. He was a huge dude, just like Dad. Maybe an inch shorter but just as massive. They had both started lifting together when they were 13. And even though he didn’t go pro like my dad, instead becoming a contractor, he kept his body in incredible shape. One thing about Kurt I’ve always been fascinated by is just how HAIRY he is. I mean, Dad’s definitely hairy, but it’s nothing compared to Kurt. Kurt had a thick covering of dark brown curls basically from head to toe. Being around him in locker rooms my entire life, I got to marvel at every square inch of his hairy muscled body. He always had a thick beard he kept several inches long, ending just a few inches above his massive hairy chest. A thick trail grew down the middle of his abs, expanding outward the lower it went. His giant arms had a healthy covering too which reached all the way up and across his shoulders. His extra wide back was also covered in hair, especially down by his butt. And let me tell you, Kurt seriously had the hairiest ass of any man I’d ever seen in the locker rooms at the gym. Dad used to joke and call it the Black Forest Of Germany back there! Kurt was basically like an uncle to me. That kind of uncle a lot of guys have…he’d teach me dirty jokes, give me tips on how to bang chicks, and even snuck me my first beer when I was 16. Mom always joked what a “bad influence” he was, but it was always good natured boys being boys. Plus, Kurt had a son my age named Jason and the two of us had been best friends since before we could walk. If there was one guy I didn’t mind postponing my workout for, it was Kurt. “Where is he?” I asked. Before Dad could answer, two enormous hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down into a headlock. My face was jammed square into a sweaty hairy armpit, clamped in place by a bicep as big and solid as a bowling ball. “Soooo Davey gets to be my lovely ASSistant today!” Kurt laughed as he continued pressing my face into his hairy muscle. The smell was so intense I felt my knees wobble. I struggled to free myself…but honestly not too hard. I always loved when Kurt rough housed with me. I liked showing him I could take it. Kurt freed me from the headlock and clapped my on the shoulders. “Lookin’ good kid! Must have put on another 10lbs of mass since the end of rugby season. And it looks like most it went here!” Kurt said as he slapped my sweaty bubble butt. “Woooo look at that giggle!” He laughed as he stroked his thick beard. I could şişli travesti feel my face turning bright red. Luckily Dad chimed in, “Yep! Soon Dave will have a thicker ass than Keli!” He said with a proud grin. “Damn! Looks like he might be there already!” Kurt laughed as he gave my butt another swat. This time though, he gave my hefty right cheek a squeeze. “Real impressive work there, Davey. You gotta get Jason to start doing your leg routine. Can’t have him falling behind!” We all shared a laugh and I noticed Dad give his crotch a little adjustment. It definitely looked fuller than normal. I guess all this talk about butts got him a little excited. I gotta admit, Kurt’s big hand squeezing my ass definitely flipped my horny switch. Hopefully helping him wouldn’t take too long so I could rub one out. “I’ve got some paperwork I need to take care of then I’m interviewing a new trainer, but Dave will take you down to the basement and help you with the HVAC. I’ll come down to check on you two in a bit.” Dad said. “Take your time! Davey and I can handle things down there. Right Davey?” Kurt said, giving my head a rub. “Yeah sure! We got this, Dad!” I said, giving Kurt a playful punch on the arm. Dad chuckled and shook his head, giving his crotch another tug as he walked back to his office. Kurt put his arm around my shoulder as we walked across the gym floor. I made sure to not be super obvious about it, but I couldn’t stop inhaling his scent. As we walked, I tried to adjusted my tank a bit to cover the growing bulge in my shorts. “Gotta tell ya about this new chick I’m dating. I think Jason is jealous of this one.” Kurt said. After Jason’s mom left when he was 2, Kurt didn’t date anyone for almost 10 years. But recently, he’d been on a streak, banging just about every hot young fitness model in the city. “Her name’s Ava. She’s 29. Got tits like two summer watermelons.” As we walked to the basement, he hooked his thumb inside the waist of his work pants, letting his hand rest on the large bulge that was straining the crotch. His other arm slid down my back and rested right at the top of my bubble. “And her ass? Well, she might just give you a run for your money!” He gave me another little swat as we headed down the long metal staircase. The basement of Iron Temple was a cavernous space 30 feet underground. Before my parents bought it, the building was a warehouse and I guess they used to store big machines down there. Even with them gone, the place definitely had an industrial feel, with concrete floors and walls and several large concrete pillars to support the building. Steel pipes crisscrossed the ceiling where a few dingy lightbulbs provided dim pools of yellow light. We currently were using the basement to store a bunch of our old equipment…squat racks, cardio machines, a couple of free weight sets, some old heavy bags. We usually fix up the old stuff and donate it to gyms in less fortunate areas of the city. When we first opened the gym, it actually used to scare me to go down there. But now it’s become one of my go to spots whenever I need to jerk out a load while I’m working. Luckily the dirty concrete floors perfectly disguised my giant cum stains! “Fuck it’s even hotter down here!” I exclaimed as I reached the bottom of the stairs. If the gym floor was hot, the basement was like a full on sauna! “Well let’s see if we can’t fix that, Davey. Clear a path to the unit over there.” Kurt said, pointing to the HVAC in the corner. “I’ll get these free weights if you can move those heavy bags.” He dropped his big tool belt to the ground and picked up two 45lbs dumbbells, doing some quick curls as he walked them over to the other side of the room. Meanwhile, I went to the stack of 6 heavy bags laying on the ground and started moving those. “Damn it IS hot down here. Fuck!” Kurt exclaimed. He dropped the weights and grabbed the sides of his dirty work tee shirt, pulling it up over his head, revealing his thick muscular torso. Sweat glistened off the tight curls that covered his massive chest, shoulders, and arms. He used the shirt to wipe up some of the sweat dripping off him then balled it up and his hands. “Think fast!” He yelled as he hurled the soaking thing directly at me. I was caught completely off guard and it nailed my right in the face! Instantly, I was hit by his ripe scent as the wet fabric clung to me. “Oh shit! Hahaha! Gotta work on those reflexes, Davey!” Kurt bellowed. The smell really kicked my horniness up a level and I found myself instinctively sucking the shirt into my mouth, savoring that earthy saltiness of Kurt’s natural stench. As my cock flooded with even more blood, I noticed something else. Something deep inside my asshole began to twitch. Like a muscle spasm. It was a strange sensation…but felt really fucking good. “Sorry about that, bud. Didn’t mean to line drive you with my sweat bomb!” Kurt laughed as I finally peeled the shirt off my face. “Here, I’ll give you a free shot…won’t even try to dodge ya.” He said, opening up his arms and sticking his chin out. I wound up to throw his shirt back at him when he stopped me. “No no, not mine! I smell myself every day. Gotta be yours!” “You asked for it!” I laughed, dropping his shirt to the floor and peeling my tank up over my stacked body of smooth, sweaty muscle. Kurt let out a low whistle and stroked his thick beard some more. “Damn, boy! Your size and definition are insane! Look at those big muscle tits on you!” It seemed weird to call my pecs “muscle tits,” but I loved getting compliments on my body from guys I look up to like Kurt and Dad. “You think so? Thanks! Dad and I came up with this new chest expansion routine a few months back. Glad to know the hard work is paying off!” I said, bouncing my pecs a few times. “Oh it fucking is dude. You’re turning into a right muscle stu–” THWAP!!! Kurt must have been so distracted by my bouncing pecs that he didn’t even notice me wing my balled up sweaty tank at him. It hit him square in the face with a wet SLAP. “Ha! Got ya back!” I roared, busting out laughing. Kurt stood there for a moment. At first I thought he might have been pissed, but suddenly he grabbed the shirt and pressed it against his face, inhaling deeply. “Mmmmm” he growled. “Nothing like young muscle sweat. I could bottle this up and sell it.” “Uh…really?” I responded, a little confused. Then suddenly…THWAP!!!! Kurt snapped his arm, sending the tank rocketing back at me, smacking me in the face. “Ha!!!! Got YOU back!” Kurt roared. “You should’ve seen your face!” He laughed. I guess he was just messing with me about liking my smell…though I could definitely see the bulge in his work pants had gotten much larger and looked like it was starting to stretch down his right thigh. “Come on, let’s get the rest of this shit moved.” Kurt grabbed some more weights and I went back to the heavy bags. I was suddenly aware that I was standing there in nothing but my little white lifting shorts and red jockstrap – both of which were drenched in sweat. Every time I bent over to grab one of the bags, I could feel the fabric of the shorts slip below the waist of the jock, allowing my smooth crack to peek through. Out of the corner of my eye I definitely caught Kurt glancing over at me whenever I’d bend down. It’s not unusual for muscle guys to check each other out, but the attention was getting to me. I was already horny but now I was getting really riled up. I started sticking my ass out more and more when I’d bend over, making sure my shorts slid further below the waist of my jock. Sweat was pouring down my back and getting funneled directly into my crack, making it slick. The feeling of my smooth cheeks sliding against each other made my cock chub even more. I tried to readjust my jock pouch, but I didn’t wanna make it too obvious. I thought about excusing myself to run up to the bathroom and jerk out a load, but before I could, Kurt chimed in. “Ok let’s see what the issue is with this thing. Here, you unscrew the bottom of the panel and I’ll get the top.” He handed me a screwdriver and I squatted down while he stood over me, working the top. I popped the bottom panel off and as I turned to drop it on the floor behind us, my face accidentally brushed past the thick tube of meat running halfway down Kurt’s left thigh! He was still unscrewing and didn’t seem to notice. But I suddenly thought to myself, “does Kurt go commando while he’s working?” The image of his big sweaty dick trapped inside his tight canvas Carhartt’s flashed in my mind and I suddenly felt my heart rate jump. My dick was now pretty much fully hard and straining really uncomfortably inside my jock – especially being squeezed in there along with my big balls which were feeling extra swollen. This was getting out of hand. I guess not getting my workout in was giving me all this pent up energy that was really kicking my horniness into overdrive! I scooted out of the way and stood up behind Kurt. He released the top half of the panel and handed it back to me. “Alrighty. Let’s take a look.” He squatted down and I instantly saw that he clearly WAS going commando because I was greeted with about 3 inches of his manly asscrack, covered in a thicket of dark sweaty curls. I don’t know why, but the sight of his hairy sweaty crack stirred that sweet muscle spasm feeling deep inside my ass again. It was like a vibration…or maybe more like a tickle…or an itch? It felt really good, but left me wanting something. I wasn’t quite sure what this feeling was…But what I was quite sure of is that I suddenly found myself wanting to stick my tongue as deep down inside his hairy sweaty crack as I could. Pull him onto me. Have him sit right on my face while I bury myself between his cheeks and tongue fuck his ripe hole. I had never thought or felt anything like this before…this rush of pure animalistic lust for a man. But I liked it! Especially the way it made my hole start to pucker involuntarily. As if it was inviting me to try and reach that spot deep inside. I surreptitiously reached back and slipped my finger under the waistband of my shorts and slid it between my sweaty cheeks. My hole was so hot and wet and I could feel it pulsing. I applied a little more pressure and it popped inside! Waves of intense pleasure vibrated through my entire body. I somehow managed to not let out a moan, but I seriously thought I was going to bust a load right then and there. Suddenly, Kurt’s voice snapped me back to reality. “Well, looks like the compressor needs to be replaced. I can bring one by in the morning.” Before I could do anything, Kurt turned around, coming face to face with my sweaty bulge and me with my hand shoved down the back of my shorts. FUCK! I was caught… I froze. Time seemed to stand still. I thought for sure Kurt was about to yell at me or storm out of the basement. Instead…his eyes narrowed and his lips curled into a grin under his heavy mustache. He slowly lifted his gaze, taking me in until he locked eyes with me. “Looks like you got a little distracted there.” He said before licking his lips. My heart was racing and i could feel every beat with my finger still up my ass. “Uh- I’m sorry I was…I mean I just-” I stammered. Kurt cut me off – “Hey! No need to apologize!” He slowly started to rise up from his squat. “Muscle studs like us, we’re slaves to these.” He said as he grabbed the giant cock that was definitely now stretching down his pant leg, giving it a squeeze. I could see the bulbous knob at the end swell even bigger. He stepped towards me, his dark brown eyes locked with mine. His body radiating intense heat which made his musk even more powerful “And Jason tells me you got a set of big balls just like your old man. I know first hand how horned up those make him. All that cum inside…It’ll drive ya crazy if ya don’t release it.” Jason and his dad talk about my big balls?! The thought was strange to me, but also incredibly hot! Kurt took another step forward and I could suddenly feel the hard meat of his cock pressing against me from my abs down to mid thigh. “But, uh…whatcha doin’ back there, stud? Digging for gold?” Kurt asked with an evil grin. “I was just-” “You we’re just fingering that sweaty muscle pussy of yours, weren’t you?” He hissed. I had never heard an asshole called a muscle pussy before, but I really liked how slutty it made me feel. “I…I just got so…horny. And it was all slick from my sweat. I just had to rub on in.” I cooed. I couldn’t believe I was talking like this to Kurt! “Then…I started pressing on it and my finger popped inside. It feels so soft and warm and wet up there. Mmmmff.” I let out a soft groan as I continued to wiggle my finger around inside my hot hole. “`Mmmmm. I bet, beylikdüzü travesti boy. Looks like it’s making this cock of yours strain so much inside that jock and this little shorts. Must be uncomfortable, huh?” He brought his huge hand to my crotch and cupped my engorged cock and ballsack, squeezing hard. “Mmmm yeah, that cock is way too hard to be comfortable in there. I know when my cock gets like that I gotta let it out.” While still squeezing my cock and balls with his one hand, he used his other to unzip his pants, letting them fall to the floor. Kurt’s sweaty 10 inch cock sprung free, sticking straight up and getting pressed between his hairy abs and my smooth muscle tits. Due to our height difference and the massive size of his tool, the bulbous cockhead was just a few inches below my face. I was suddenly hit by the unmistakable scent of man sweat, piss, and cum. I inhaled deeply and my hole instantly started vibrating even more. I instinctively started pressing harder and deeper with my finger. Trying to scratch an itch I didn’t quite know how to reach. “Ohhh fuuuck.” I whimpered. This sensation was completely alien to me. But felt like something I had been chasing after my entire life. “You like the smell of real man cock, don’t you?” Kurt said as he gave my crotch another hard squeeze while gripping the base of his thick meat, causing a bead of clear liquid to appear from his piss slit. “All that sweat and piss and dried up cum drives you crazy, doesn’t it boy?” “It smells so good. Makes me feel all…fucky.” I groaned. My finger was now as far up inside me as I could reach. It felt amazing. But I needed more. “Yeah bitch. All that testosterone and hormones pumping through this body of yours has got you all horned up, hasn’t it? Bet you jerk off all the time. Constantly needing to cum.” He started grinding his hips back and forth, causing his cock to slide across my pecs, smearing them with his pungent precum. The smell was driving me wild and i thought I might blow my load right there. But suddenly Kurt stepped back and growled. “Give me that finger, boy.” I hated interrupting the intense pleasure I was causing myself with my finger massaging my hole, but I also didn’t want to refuse Kurt. I slipped my finger out of my ass and held it out to him. “Smell it.” He hissed. “Smell your muscle cunt.” I brought my finger to my nose and inhaled. It was musky and ripe. But also sweet. Delicious even.” My eyes rolled back in my head and I inhaled again. “Smells good, doesn’t it boy?” “Fuck yeah it does!” I moaned. Kurt grabbed my hand and brought my finger to his nose. He inhaled, filling his lungs and expanding his entire torso as he rubbed my hand over his bearded face. He let out a long deep growl as he exhaled. “Fucking hot muscle pussy.” Then suddenly he put my finger in his mouth and started sucking! I could feel his tongue lapping all over it before he pulled it out with a POP. “Fucking delicious.” He groaned. His cock, which was already thicker than a coke can, seemed to grow even fatter. “Get naked boy. Let me see that sweet hole. NOW.” I was a little worried that Dad might come down to check on us, but I knew there was no way I could stop now. I needed Kurt to use my hole. I turned so my back was to him and hooked my thumbs inside the waist of my shorts and jockstrap and slowly slid them down over my huge thighs, making sure to stick my ass out as far as I could behind me as I did. “Shhhhiiiiiiittt. Look at that smooth gash. That looks even hotter than Ava’s.” I stepped out of the shorts and bent over, pushing my bubble back towards him. “Push that big ballsack between you legs. I wanna see `em hanging below your cunt.” Kurt ordered. I did as he told and pushed my heavy sack between my legs. They were pulling so good on my cock now, like I was wearing one of those ball stretchers I’d seen some guys use in porn. “Fuck yeah man. Now spread those beefy boy cheeks nice and wide.” Kurt’s voice was deep and breathy. I grabbed my cheeks and spread them apart just like he said. The sweaty air in the basement felt cool in comparison to my hot hole. I looked over my shoulder back at Kurt who was slowly stroking his huge cock while tugging on his own nuts. He had a wild look in his eyes and I wondered just exactly what I’d gotten myself into – which only made me more excited. “Fuck. I gotta get in that.” Kurt said as he came up and crouched behind me. First, I felt his large nose press between my ass cheeks, then his coarse beard hair. He took a deep breath in, growling as he exhaled. Suddenly I felt something warm and wet, rubbing up and down my crack and around my hole. It was his tongue! Kurt was liking my ass and especially my asshole! It felt so good that I could feel my hole open up in response. “Fuck! That feels so good. Don’t stop.” I moaned. “Oh I ain’t stopping, boy. I’m just getting started. Fucking delicious muscle hole. Need to turn this into a full on muscle cunt.” He grunted between licks with his powerful broad tongue. I wasn’t sure what he meant by “muscle cunt,” but I was in ecstasy. My head rolled back and I let out a high moan as I started rocking my body, pushing myself back onto his invading tongue. Kurt grabbed my hips and pulled my toward him and pushed his tongue past the firm ring of my asshole. He groaned as he wriggled it deeper and deeper. How could his tongue reach this far?! It was already well past the furthers part I was able to reach with my finger. I could feel it pressing hard against all the walls of my hole, starting to open me up. I groaned even louder and pushed back harder as his tongue snaked further up my chute. “Eeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” He hissed with his tongue now several inches inside me. I kept pushing back onto his face and when I looked over my shoulders, I saw that his entire face was now squeezed between my glutes!! I bucked my ass as hard as I could, trying to get him deeper inside…closer to that elusive spot I subconsciously needed him to hit. “EEEEEEeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHH!” The guttural noises coming from Kurt sounded more animal than human. And suddenly I felt something new and incredible. He clamped his lips around my hole and started SUCKING with his tongue still lapping away at my insides. The pleasure was so intense I wanted to grab my dripping cock and pound it till I exploded, but I needed my hands bracing myself in my knees in order to keep bouncing back onto Kurt’s face! Kurt started sucking even harder and I could start to feel parts of my asshole actually getting sucked into his mouth! He started withdrawing his tongue as he’d suction his lips, pulling more and more of my hole into his mouth. Then he’d SHOVE his tongue back inside before repeating the action again. I didn’t even know how this was physically possible, but it wasn’t surprising to me that Kurt was well versed in all this fucking. I’d heard he lost his virginity at 16 and knew he had pretty much fucked everything in sight since then. Those decades of fucking obvious made him an expert. Kurt continued sucking my hole which now felt all swollen inside his mouth and was now using his strong tongue in a circular motion to widen it. “MMMMM sweet muscle pussy lips.” He growled. “Lips?” I panted between breaths, uncertain what he meant. “Fuck yeah Davey. I’m helping you grow some puffy pussy lips. Just like the chicks you jerk off to. You wanna be my muscle pussy boy, don’t you?” He said and started gently chewing on the hot folds of what I guess were my new pussy lips. I didn’t know how I felt about being called a pussy boy, that didn’t seem very manly, but the fact was I DID want to be Kurt’s muscle pussy boy. More than anything I’d ever wanted in my life. “Fuck yeah Kurt. Make my hole a muscle pussy for you to use. I want to take your cock. I need you to breed me deep!” I whined like a bitch in heat. Which I apparently was! “Fuck yeah boy! That’s what I like to hear!” Kurt dove back into my ass, really sucking hard now and swirling his tongue as far inside as he could. He clamped his lips down again and sucked harder than ever. I could feel my new pussy lips slip into his mouth as he kept sucking. I let out a high pitched moan and instinctively relaxed my pelvic floor, pushing out onto his mouth like I was trying to take a dump. He sucked harder and harder, pulling his face away from my ass. POP!!! Suddenly his lips released and I almost tumbled forward but Kurt grabbed me around my waist. I felt like a rag doll in his huge arms. He rose up behind me, rubbing my sweaty belly and squeezing my pecs like they were tits – which, I guess they were! “That’s a good pussy. Fuck man – got me so fucking HARD!” He growled. His raging cock slid between my sweaty cheeks and up my back. I could feel the veiny shaft rubbing against the new pussy lips he had just sucked into existence. He licked my neck right below my ear and my knees wobbled, so he hugged me closer to him, supporting all my weight like it was nothing. I could smell my own ass on his beard. Ripe and sweet. “Time for you to learn how to take cock like a real man.” He whispered in my ear then turned my face back to him and snaked his long tongue inside my mouth. Now I was TASTING my own ass. The delicious musk drove me into sensory overload. He tongue fucked me and again I reflexively pushed down through my pelvic floor and could feel my cunt open further. My pussy lips unfurled around his thick tube of meat as it continued sliding between my bubble. I pressed back into him, hoping one of the times his cock would slide inside of me but the angle wasn’t right. I think Kurt could tell how much I needed to be fucked… “Grab that plyo box and slide it over here.” He pointed to a spot in front of one of the old wall mirrors we’d brought down here after the corner cracked. As I slid the box over, Kurt went to his tool belt and opened one of the pouches, removing a bottle of Gun Oil Lube. “Heh – always keep this on me for just such occasions.” He popped the cap off and squeezed some out onto his bulbous cockhead, stroking it down his shaft before massaging his balls and repeating the process. His massive man cock glistened under the dim basement lights, highlighting every throbbing vein. He poured some more on his cock, really coating it. “Gotta make it nice and slick for that new ass pussy of yours.” Every time he reached the base he’d squeeze, making the flared head swell even larger. “Get your chest and belly flat on that box and stick that ass out at me.” Kurt instructed as he continued getting his dick slick with more lube. I did as he told me, pressing my meaty pecs and abs flat on the top of the box. I spread my legs nice and wide and stuck my ass out. I reached back and pulled my thick ass cheeks apart. My crack was all slick with Kurt’s spit and soon my fingers found my new pussy lips. They were so puffy! A swollen ring of incredibly sensitive flesh now encircled my hole. I couldn’t help but slip my fingers inside. The warmth and wetness felt amazing and I started moaning as I used my fingers to stretch my hole wider. My pussy lips pulsed around my fingers, working to draw them in deeper where my ass muscles squeezed and released in tandem. I started groaning from the intense pleasure now radiating from deep within me. It felt so good and yet was completely unsatisfying. I needed more. “That’s right boy. Play with your muscle cunt. Spread it open.” Kurt hissed from behind me. In the mirror I could see him fisting his massive lubed up cock as he stared at me playing with my hole. I reached my other hand back and sunk three fingers from each hand into my hole. “Unnnnffffffff.” I moaned as I slowly pulled it open even wider. I focused on isolating my ass muscle to keep them as relaxed as possible, breathing deep into my pelvic floor. It worked and soon I felt my hole expand even further. “Fucking look at that sweet gape.” Kurt growled as he crouched behind me. “Keep it open just like that.” I felt his mouth on my hole again and then I felt his long tongue snake inside, stretching deep into my tunnel. It felt incredible and I had to focus with everything I could to not clench my ass around it. His tongue swirled around, pressing against all my cunt walls. My eyes rolled back into my head and I started mewling like an animal, bucking my ass back against his face. He was almost reaching that spot deep inside I needed to have hit. But a tongue, even one as long as his, just wasn’t going to get there. I needed something much bigger. Kurt must have known this because he suddenly stood up and started slapping my bubble butt with his giant cock. “Get ready boy. Time to fuck you like I KNOW you need to be fucked.” “Fuck my cunt! Use me like the muscle slut I am. Fill me with your hot istanbul travesti cum.” I was now in full on fuck mode. Nothing else mattered except getting that cock deep inside me. I grabbed the front of the plyo box and stuck my ass out as far as I could, swaying my hips which made my ass cheeks clap against each other. Kurt stepped up to me and grabbed my waist. The fat spongy head of his cock was already pressing against my cunt lips. “You’re gonna be my little muscle cum slut aren’t you? Gonna let me fuck this pussy anytime I want to, right?” He teased my hole – pressing his cock head in just a little. I was surprised by how big it felt and wondered if it could actually fit. But my body took over and slowly I could feel my pussy lips start to expand around the tip. “Yeah daddy! Make me you slutty muscle cum dump.” I don’t know why I called Kurt “daddy,” but he seemed to like it. “Daddy, huh?” He chuckled. “Just you wait, boy. Your daddy’s gonna get all up in this.” With that, he pushed harder against my swollen hole and suddenly I felt it POP inside. The ring of muscle just beyond my hole immediately dilated and I let out a deep guttural moan. He must have only slide three inches into me, but I already felt fuller than I ever had before. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Your pussy lips are stretching all around my fat shaft. Look at that! Such a smooth…” He drove his cock in another few inches. “Tight…” Another few inches. My ass walls expanding even more than I thought possible. “Muscle…” Another few inches! He had to be at least 8 inches deep now. I was groaning uncontrollably at this point, panting like a dog. “CUNT!” With that, Kurt drove the rest of his cock inside. I could feel his thick hairy bush press against my smooth bubble and his nutsack slap against my own. Kurt growled and grabbed hold of my shoulders, pulling me back against him as he thrust his pelvis forward I could feel him flex his cock inside me, making the head swell even bigger. Suddenly something exploded inside me. The spot I could never seem to reach was finally hit and wave after wave of searing pleasure erupted from deep within my ass. “OHHH FUUUUUCK!!! EEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT THE – AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFFFFUUUUUCKKKKKKK!” The sounds coming out of my mouth we’re barely human as I started to shaking uncontrollably. My engorged cock suddenly started oozing cum like a leaky faucet. “Goddamn baby! Your cunt is going crazy on my dick! Must have — hit your — NUT.” He shifted his cock a bit, rubbing over the firm mound deep behind the base of my cock causing another explosion of pleasure. I shot my head back and groaned as more cum spewed from my piss slit. “AWW SHIT! Look at all that cum pouring from your cock.” Kurt grabbed my dick and milked it like a cow udder, collecting a sizeable amount in his hand. “Been wanting a taste of this muscle jizz for a long ass time now.” He said, bringing his hand to his mouth and sucking in a mouthful. His eyes rolled back as he savored the taste of my cock juice. Then he rubbed his cummy hand through his beard, coating his hairy face with the remaining jizz. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. That’s so fucking sweet. FUUUUUCK.” He flexed his cock again making the head bulge deep in my ass, pressing hard on my fuck nut. My nuts released another thick stream of sperm and Kurt’s hand was there to collect it. This time, he didn’t drink it down but instead brought his hand to my face. “EAT IT.” He ordered. I didn’t hesitate and greedily lapped up the milky load pooled in his hand. The sweet pungent taste drove me WILD. I drank it all and sucked his thick fingers clean. “Time to fuck you for real.” Kurt hissed in my ear. He started sliding his cock in and out of my hole. My ass muscles instinctively gripped his veiny shaft as he withdrew, then relaxed as he pushed in. After a few minutes he was pistoning his cock in and out of my hole with so much force the entire plyo box slid forward until I was bracing my hands against the wall mirror. “AWWW FUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK MEEEEEEEEEE YEAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” I howled as Kurt slammed my ass hard and fast. I kept one eye on him in the mirror, mesmerized by his giant muscular frame. Thick veins bulged from his biceps and across his pecs. His abdominal wall flexed with each powerful thrust. The hair covering his body glistened under the dim basement lights as a deluge of sweat poured off him and onto me. His thick manly beard coated in my spunk. He was a beast of a man, and he was fucking me like I never knew I needed to be fucked. “I have an idea.” He panted between cock slams. “Get up on top of the box. Lay on your back and bring your knees to your chest.” He slid his giant cock from my hole and I immediately needed it back in there. I was suddenly so empty. The spot deep inside me needed to have his dick pounding on it. I hopped off the box but seeing his huge hard cock all slick with sweat and lube and ass juice, I couldn’t help myself so I slid to my knees and took his purple cockhead into my mouth. My tongue snaked all around it as I started sucking as much of it as I could fit into my mouth. It tasted so fucking good I couldn’t stop and soon had almost all of it down my throat. “FUCK YEAH BITCH. CLEAN THAT COCK OFF!” Kurt grunted. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled in into his crotch. His cock was now completely down my throat and my nose was deep in his thicket of sweaty pubes. I reached around and grabbed his giant ass cheeks and squeezed them, pulling him towards me as he continued bucking his hips, driving his cock deeper down my throat. After a few minutes he pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me up to standing. “I need to breed that hole. NOW!” He pushed me back onto the plyo box and lifted my hefty legs up for me to grab hold of. As he towered over me, he squirt more lube onto his throbbing cock then drizzled a good amount on my cock and balls and even my torso, which I started rubbing all over. The slickness really got my feeling like a fucking pig. I knew if I touched my cock, I’d probably cum right then and there – and I certainly didn’t want that! So I started squeezing my smooth nut sack, giving my swollen jizz factories a deep tissue massage. The things felt extra full even though I must have already leaked out a pint of spunk! Kurt stepped towards me and I felt the spongy head of his cock start to play with my pussy. He moved his dick around in a circle, spreading my cunt lips out. Really opening my hole as wide as it could go. “Fucking perfect muscle PUSSSSYYYYY.” With that he slid all 10 inches of his coke can thick cock into me. My new muscle cunt expanded with ease as his girth filled up every inch of my insides. Now that I was on my back, the new position allowed his cock to really hit that spot inside me that drove me wild. My already stiff cock flexed as more blood rushed to it, making it grow bigger and harder than I’d ever seen it and causing it to slap against Kurt’s hairy abs and instantly start leaking what I thought must have been more cum, but looked far clearer than my usually milky loads. “Ooooooooohhhhhhheeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyeeesssssssssssssss!!!” I mewled as my ass really started milking his cock. Every hard thrust made Kurt’s sack slap against my bubble. SLAP – SLAP – SLAP – SLAP – SLAP His sweat continued raining down on me, bathing me in his ripe manstink. SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP He was really slot fucking me now. My giant muscle tits were bouncing like the hot MILF pornstars I usually jerked off to. Kurt must have thought so too because he grabbed hold of both my nipples and started tweaking them until they were hard. The slight pain only fed into my pleasure and I squealed, “Aww yeah daddy! Fuck that pussssseeeeeiiiiiiiiiii!!” The sound of Kurt’s cock fucking my hole was becoming sloshy and wet from all of our combined sweat, lube, and ass juice. As he continued plowing my greedy cunt, he wiped his soaked face and cummy beard and shoved his hand in my mouth. I sucked the delicious mixture and started bucking my hips uncontrollably. “FUCK YEAH BITCH. NOW FUCK YOURSELF ON DADDY’S FAT COCK!!” Kurt widened his stance and drove his cock forward, remaining frozen while found my rhythm, grinding my huge bubble butt down to the base of his dick then lifting it off and slamming it down again. I quickly found I could really hit the spot deep inside that felt so fucking amazing by reaching back and bracing my hands against the mirror while throwing my ass up and down on the fat mass of cock meat. “NNNNGGGGGGGUUUUUHHHHH.” I groaned from the deepest part of me. Kurt took one of this big hands and pressed on my lower abdomen where my pubes would be, if I ever grew them. The pressure felt incredible as it made his cock hit my inner spot even harder. With his other hand, he grabbed my nutsack and pulled it up towards him. My giant balls flopped over the side of his fist. The stretch felt incredible. “UUUNNGGGFFF! Harder — squeeze them harder! Squeeze my giant nuts — get that cum all worked up in `em!” I whined as I slammed my ass over and over. Kurt growled and stopped pressing on my abs so he could use both hands to work my hairless sack. He took the palm of his other hand and started pressing down hard on the egg sized balls like a vice. “THAT’S RIGHT. FUCK YOUR MUSCLE CUNT ON MY COCK WHILE I SQUEEZE THE CUM OUTTA THESE GIANT NUTS.” He pressed down HARD on my balls as I posted on his cock. Each time I slammed onto his cock it punched the spot inside me that drove me wild. I could feel my balls wanting to tighten up towards the base of my rock hard dick but Kurt’s fist held tight. His big palm pressed and rolled the cum orbs against his fist. The sensations ripping through my body were too intense and I could feel a huge load of cum building up inside me. I didn’t want to cum yet. I didn’t want this feeling to ever end. But I knew I couldn’t stop myself now. “OHHHHH FUUUUUCK!!! OHHHHHH FUUUUUCKING FUCK THE CUM OUT OF ME!! NNNNGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!” Kurt released my balls from his fist and slammed his giant fuck stick all the way inside my hole just as the first two ropes of cum erupted from my cock with such force they splattered all over the wall mirror behind me. “UUUUNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUCKKKK!!!!” I groaned as my ass walls pulsed around the thick veiny shaft filling me. Every pulse sending another huge jet of creamy jizz flying from my piss slit. The third and fourth streams of cum hit me in my face with a good portion landing square in my mouth, which I greedily swallowed. Kurt had a look of disbelief on his face, seeing so much cum shoot out of me. He suddenly grabbed my cock and aimed it up at himself and was rewarded with another three strong spurts of warm spunk which coated his beard and the thick mat of sweaty hair that covered his chest. His giant tongue snaked around his mouth, gathering up a bunch for him to swallow. The taste must have really turned him on because I could feel his cock swell even bigger inside me as another three spurts of jizz drenched my smooth muscle tits and abs. I was still shooting ropes of thick sperm as Kurt started pumping his cocking in and out, quickly working up speed until he was jackhammering my muscle cunt with abandon. “FUCK YEAH MUSCLE SLUT! FUCKING SQUIRT THAT HOT BOY JUICE ALL OVER. FUCK MAN I’M GONNA FILL THAT CUNT UP WITH MY ALPHA LOAD! FUCKING BREED YOU SO — FUCKING — DEEEEEEEEEP!!!!” Kurt ROARED with pleasure, slamming his cock in as it started blasting my insides with his giant load. I could feel all my ass walls getting coated with the slick, hot goo. “FUCK YEAH BITCH! JIZZING ALL UP IN THAT SWEET MUSCLE CUNT!” He started pumping in and out again. His big cock sloshing the cum around inside me. He kept cumming and I could feel the load leaking from my hole. I was moaning uncontrollably as my cock continued oozing cum, which pooled in the deep trenches of my abs. Kurt thrust his cock one more time before finally collapsing on top of me. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his back, keeping his still hard cock planted firmly inside my cummy fuck hole. We were a heaving mess of muscle, sweat, and cum. The weight and heat of his massive hairy frame on top of me felt amazing as we both tried to catch our breath. “Fuck Davey. You’re gonna have to be my muscle slut from now on. That smooth cunt needs to be my own personal cum dump.” I was still on another planet, using my stretched out pussy muscles to milk on Kurt’s fat shaft. “Mmmmmmmmm yessir. My pussy’s gonna need your cock in it all the time. Make me your little muscle slut and keep me filled with your cum.” As Kurt slowly rose to standing, his cock slid from my sloppy wrecked hole. I immediately felt a bunch of his cum squirt onto the floor. I felt so empty. I wanted to be filled again. I never wanted anything so much in my entire life. Suddenly, a voice boomed from behind Kurt. “What the hell is going on here?!” I craned my neck to see around Kurt and there, filling the doorway to the basement — was my DAD! TO BE CONTINUED…
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