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CHAPTER 3
Weeks have passed and classes have begun, but I still couldn't forget what Rex and I did together that night. It was amazing. I lost count how many times I jerked off reliving those moments. It just kept replaying in my mind. The feel when our lips met, the taste of his sweaty muscle, the smell of his well-used singlet, and of course, the feel of his cock filling up my ass. As a result, my cock was rock hard almost all the time.
It was Saturday morning, I was lying on my bed, panting, trying to inhale as much oxygen as I could. I looked at myself in the mirror, naked, my semi-erect cock in my hand with my body covered in slimy cum.
"Shit," I mumbled to myself.
Just like any other morning ever since I got here, I started my day by jacking off. That night with Rex heightened my urge to jerk off making the need uncontrollable, because my gay brain was constantly stimulated.
The fact that I lived with three hot muscular athletes didn't help. The thing is, because they were so comfortable with their bodies, they always wore tight clothes that showed off the definition of their sculptured bodies when they were in the apartment. Usually, they only wore their tight compression shorts which didn't really cover their huge members and left very little to the imagination.
I looked at the clock on the desk. It was 8 am, which meant these three athletes should be in the common room working out. It became a habit for me to go out to the common room at this time to sit at the dining table with my laptop pretending to work on something. In reality, I was there inhaling their manly scent, admiring how their biceps bulged from the exertion, how their dicks pressed against the material of their shorts, and of course, my favourite routine, every time they finished working out, they all lined up in front of a full body mirror and began posing proudly showing their sweaty rock hard muscles - the result of their hard work. There is nothing more beautiful than the sight of three muscular athletes doing some posing in front of you. I would feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
Quickly, I wore my plain white t-shirt and baggy shorts, and grabbed my laptop ready for my Saturday routine. As soon as I entered the hallway, I was greeted by the smell of intense sweat and the sound of a loud grunt.
"Morning, Alex" Randall greeted me while doing some pull-ups.
"Morning," I greeted him back while inspecting the room. In the corner was Luke, lifting his favourite dumbbell, and Rex was doing a one-hand push-ups, which was very impressive. All of them wore their usual workout gear, Randall with his compression shirt and shorts, Luke with his compression shirt and baggy basketball shorts and Rex with his tight high school singlet, the very same singlet that he wore when he fucked me a couple weeks ago. Their clothes were damp and sweats was running profusely from their glistening bodies. It might be because of the combination of the intensity of the training and the temperature in the room being the air-conditioning unit were broken since yesterday, the sight of them made my cock stiff as a pole once again.
"So do you guys know when they are going to fix the AC?" I asked them, trying to open a conversation to make it less awkward, while sitting on my favourite spot at the dining table, facing them.
"Well apparently, the whole floor has the same problem. They said they're going to fix it on Monday." Rex answered without facing me while still doing his impressive one-hand push-ups.
"Monday?" Luke said, shocked. "Shit! Guess I have to sleep naked again tonight"
"You sleep wearing clothes?! Who does that?" Randall looked at Luke.
"All of us - The majority of people." Rex said with a flat tone.
"Don't you guys feel constricted when sleeping wearing clothes? 'Cause that's how I feel. Also, my coach in high school told me there is a lot of benefits of sleeping naked, such as improving blood circulation and boosting growth hormone producion - which is very important for athletes." Randall stopped what he was doing and lectured his mates.
"Wow, Really??" Luke said with a sarcastic voice.
"Whatever!" Randall said with an annoyed face. Rex and Luke chuckled.
They continued to concentrate on their workout, ignoring my pathetic self who was continuously casting 'pervy' look towards them.
As time passed with, the room temperature becoming scorching. Sweat started to run down my forehead without a need for me to do any activity. Even though the room was becoming hotter, Rex, Randall, and Luke kept going with their workout. Seeing them working out with their tight clothes soaking in sweat was one of the most erotic thing I get to ever witness. Their clothes were so wet it looked like the clothes became one with their bodies. I could see every single lines and curves of their body. But my eyes were mostly fixated towards Randall. Since it was wet, his white compression shorts was turning a bit transparent. I could see EVERYTHING. His thick cock, big balls, and round ass became exposed, causing my pre-cum to flow from my stiff cock just seeing him like that.
I don't know how long I was staring at them when suddenly they all stopped.
"Holy shit! It's so fucking hot!" Luke said while trying to regained his breath and slowly began to undress; revealing his hard 8-pack abs, and finally, his massive pecs.
His pecs, along with his veiny muscular arms are the sexiest part of him. Whenever I saw him shirtless like this, my mind went crazy. I just wanted to bury my face between his pecs while slowly caressing his flexing biceps. My cock twitched just thinking about that.
Apparently, Luke was not the only one who felt excessively hot at that point, because Rex and Randall decided to go shirtless as well.
Randall was hastely removing his shirt, quickly exposing his chiselled body. His shirtless body and wet shorts making all parts of his body visible from head to toe. What a sight to behold - Randall virtually naked.
Rex on the other hand, undressed very slowly. He flexed both of his muscles first before eventually pulling the shoulder straps of his singlet, then slowly pulling it down to his waist, displaying his buff pecs and washboard abs. He did this in front of a full body mirror near where I sat while constantly glanced at me. He definitely was teasing me, knowing that I've been watching them the entire time.
They continued to do a cooldown routine for a moment longer, before eventually the temperature was too much for Luke and Rex to handle.
"You know what? I can't do this anymore." Luke said as he stopped his work out.
"I'm gonna continue my workout in the gym." Luke added before leaving to his room.
"I'm coming with you." Rex said, as he did the same.
Both of them came out of their room at the same time, with gym bag on their hand. Surprisingly, they didn't change their clothes. Both of them were still shirtless, Rex still in his half off singlet, and Luke in his basketball shorts.
"You're not coming, Randall?" Rex asked. Randall, was now lifting dumbbells.
"Nah, I'm good. I'll stay here." Randall answered.
"You sure? It's fucking hot as hell in here dude." Rex asked Randall once again.
"Yeah. Don't worry about me."
Luke and Rex looked at each other and shrug their shoulder in unison. It was kinda cute
"Fine." Both of them stated in unison as they left the apartment, leaving me with Randall.
**
After Luke and Rex left, Randall continued working out in silence for a couple more minutes, before deciding to move to the bench press.
"Hey Alex," Randall suddenly called me. "Can you spot me?" He asked me as he lay down on the bench.
"S... Sure"
"Awesome! Come on!"
I went to my spotting position, behind the weight, not realizing that I still had a hard on. Since I didn't wear any underwear, my shorts were visibly tenting and from his position, Randall could see it perfectly.
"Morning wood?", He asked me chuckling.
Feeling embarrassed, I quickly covered it with my hand, and started imagining something gross to relieve my hard on. It was fucking humiliating.
Randall was laughing seeing me acting strange. "Oh come on Alex, you don't have to be shy." He said reassuring me.
My cock was hard the entire time I was spotting Randall because the view from where I was standing was just spectacular. I could see every detail of his smooth body, including the long snake hiding in his shorts. Fortunately, he didn't seem to be bothered.
He was finally done after a while, and as soon as he finished, he quickly grabbed a bottled drink while looking me in the eyes with an intense stare.
"You and Rex were pretty loud the other night." He said out of nowhere while he took a sip of his neon blue drink.
"U... Ummm... Wh... What?" I said nervously. 'Me and Rex? The other night? Did he mean the night we were having sex?' I thought to myself, my heart was started to beat faster.
"You know, the first night that you were here." Randall answered. It WAS the night when me and Rex had sex. My head started to spiral.
"There was a lot of 'ooohh' and 'aaahh' coming from your room." Randall added.
'Shit! Shit! Shit!' It was the only word that flooded my mind at that point. My hand was shaking. I was genuinely scared.
He saw the panic and horror in my face, and he chuckled. "Relax, I'm not gonna tell anybody. I promise."
I exhale a sigh of relief!
"I just wanted to tell you that I'm an open minded person. I don't care about your sexual orientation." Randall said in a very reassuring voice. I felt very happy to hear it. I smiled to him, and he smiled back.
"So, are you and Rex... Like 'a thing'?" He asked me curiously.
"No, It was... It was a one-time thing" I answered him. To be honest, seeing how happy and passionate Rex was that night, I was expecting what happened that night to become a regular occurrence. Me, becoming his "sex machine" where he would just come to me whenever he felt horny. Sadly, it didn't happen. He didn't even want to talk about what happen that night. I talked to him about how amazing that night, he just laughed and changed the subject, pretending like it didn't happen.
"You should be glad that Luke was going out as we finished dinner that night. If he knew, I don't know what he would do to both of you. Especially, to you." He explained to me. "He is one homophobic piece of shit."
Randall was right. Luke was pretty hostile towards me all this time. He verbally bullied me every day since being here. He called me shithead, queer, fag, pussyboy, cocksucker. I think I learned a new derogatory word everyday. And of course he does this while he flexed all his muscles while telling me how he's more superior than me and reminding me that I was just a worthless garbage.
"So what did you guys do that night?" He asked me, with a curious expression on his face.
"..." I remained quiet, not wanting to reveal anything to him as I was feeling embarrassed.
"I'm sorry. I'm just curious, you know. I am always 'doing it' with girls. My uncle is bi, and he said 'guys are wilder and always down for something new'." He said while smiling to me. "Also, guys have much more energy, right? I bet they suck dick harder"
"You should try 'doing it' with a guy sometime then." I said jokingly to him.
"Yeah, I'll try it sometime, maybe I'll like it." Randall said followed by a chuckle, maybe recalling some of the action he had with Rex.
Then, there was silence. He scanned me with his eyes from head to toe, before eventually he asked another question.
"Do want to try working out on bench press?"
"What?" I answered with another question, confused.
"It's just... You're so small. You should work out you know, so you could get bigger and find it easier to hook up with another guy." He explained to me.
"I think I'm good" I said to Randall. "But sure, I can try it, right now?"
He smirked, - quickly moved to the spotting position as soon as he heard my answer.
As I lay on the bench, his crotch was the first thing I saw. His monster cock was semi hard, arching to the right side of his shorts, with his massive cockhead almost peeking out from the leg opening. I could also see the vein of his dick, perfectly carved in his overly tight shorts, like a relief on an ancient artifact.
I started with only with the bar, then Randall added more weight to it. It was easier than I thought it would be, and I got a little cocky at that point. I asked Randall to add the biggest plate in the rack, which is 45 lb.
"Are you sure you can do it?" Randall asked me, with a worried expression.
"Yeah, I'm sure." I said to him.
Randall hesitated at first, but he added the plate to the bar.
But he was right. I couldn't do it. It was a disaster.
As soon as I tried to lift the weight, the bar collapsed to my chest and sliding to my abdomen. With a horrified look, Randall quickly tried to catch the bar. Because of his sudden move, his cockhead came out from the right leg opening of his shorts. Trying to catch the bar, he leaned in towards me and his crotch was pressed into my face. As he did that, the intense smell of sweat, piss, and cum was hitting my nostrils. Not only that, I also felt something on my lips. It was round and smooth. Then I realized it was Randall's cockhead. Randall's big cockhead was on my lips.
I got up as soon as he lifted the bar, quickly sitting on the bench. I could feel my heart race and my hand shake. Randall then moved to a standing position in front of me.
"Are you okay, Alex?" Randall asked with a worried tone.
I just nodded.
We stayed there quietly for a moment, I just looked down the entire time in shame, before finally my body started to calm down. Standing before with his crotch at the same level as my face, once again his manly scent was invading my nostrils.
"Thanks Randall, and I'm sorry." I finally regained some courage to look into his face.
"It's okay Alex, really." He said while ruffling my hair.
After that, I looked down to his crotch, and the sight was surprising me. His cockhead was still popped out from his shorts. It looked so big and pink. 'Did he not realize it all this time?' I thought to myself.
The sight and the smell was stimulating my gay brain. Before I knew it, my cock was already hard and my mouth became dry. I just wanted to put it in my mouth so bad.
"Randall, I wanted to thank you for what you've done." I said to him, while slowly getting my head close to his crotch.
"You already thanked m-"
Before he could finished his sentence, I gave his cockhead a couple lick like it was a strawberry lollipop.
"ALEX WHAT ARE YOU D-OOOHHHH"
I put his cockhead in mouth, and started to suck and lick it like it was a hard candy.
"ALEX... DUDE... PLEASE STOP... PLEA- AHHHH"
He kept telling me to stop and to get away from him. But I could tell he was enjoying this. If he really wanted me to stop, he could just easily push me back - or move away. But he didn't do any of that.
Moments later, the sounds coming from his mouth switched to moans and groans as his cock kept growing big.
Finally, he pushed me away from him, but not because he wanted to stop. He quickly took his compression shorts off, unleashing his 7,5 inch babymaker.
"Lock the door." He commanded me as he laid on the weight bench.
The sight of him - laying, naked, sweating, with his 7,5 inch missile rock hard was making my mind go crazy.
"Come on, what are you waiting for?" I quickly kneeling between his leg, and putting his cockhead in my mouth again. This time, I explored every single spot of his cockhead with my tongue while gently sucking it. I also stab his piss slit with the edge of my tongue, which he responded with a loud groan. "Ooohhhhh fuck Alex!"
Done with his cockhead, I moved my head down, trying to deepthroat his cock. But before I could devour his entire 7,5 inch prick, it hit my gag reflex and I was coughing uncontrollably. Then, I just decided to just bob my head up and down while wrapping my tongue on his veiny shaft. I looked up to him, his right hand was behind his back and his left hand was lifting a dumbbell, pumping his bicep.
Then, I switched my attention to his dangling balls (they were huge and inviting). So, I abandoned his cock, putting both of his testicles in my mouth. As soon as I sucked it, I heard a loud thud. I looked up to find that he already dropped his dumbbell and his eyes were closed.
"Ooohhhh shit, Alex! Fuck!" he moaned as I continue sucking his balls, while my right hand jerked his cock.
After playing with his balls for a while, I decided to continue down to his perineum. He lifted both of his muscular legs as soon as he felt the presence of my tongue there. I licked all the sweat; devouring all his manly smell there; before, eventually realizing his asshole was exposed in plain view.
His asshole was so pink and tight. I noticed that it was twitching whenever the warm air from my breath waft over.
Then, the smell hits me. His ass has a sweaty smell, but it was different. It was more ripe and intense. I couldn't help but move my nose closer to his ass and took a long deep breath.
After inhaling all the smell, without wasting any time, I gave his asshole a lick.
"OOOOHHH SHIT!" he moaned again, this time louder. I could see his body shuddered.
Seeing his reaction I decided to continue enjoying his ass more, lapping on it like a thirsty dog while I continued jerking his cock with my hand.
"Ooohh, fuck! A guy is eating my ass! Shit! It feels so good! Ooohhhh... A straight lacrosse player... Aaahhh... A starting midfielder for Rockhill State Knights... Uuuuuhhhh... Liking his ass being eaten by a guy... Oooohhh... Fuck yeah!" He mumbled to himself. Lost in the pleasure my tongue gave.
Seeing him talking like that made my mind go crazy. I decided to stab his hole with my tongue more intensely.
"Fuck yeah! Fucking drill my ass with your wet warm tongue! Shit! Don't fucking stop!" he continued to mumble to himself. Until...
"Ooohhh, Alex, I'm... Aaahh... Gonna cum!" Randall announced.
Hearing him, I decided to leave his asshole; placing his cock back into my mouth; and increase the tempo on his cock up a couple notches.
"OOOHHHH.... SHIT... I... I'M CUMMING!!" Randall yelled as he arched his back, shooting load and load of his thick, warm, manjuice in my mouth.
"DON'T SWALLOW IT!" He said as I took his cock out from my mouth.
He then got up, pulled my shirt so I could get closer to his face and with a sudden move, our lips locked.
After our lips met, he started sucking all of his cum from my mouth; licking all my mouth clean with his tongue.
After that, we just stared at each other and I couldn't help but smile.
"Don't flatter yourself. I do it when I got blowjobs from girls too. Jizz contain protein, and I don't like wasting protein. I need it to get bigger." He said to me as he stood up and ruffled my hair again. "Don't tell anybody, okay?"
I nodded.
Grabbing his compression shirt and shorts, he walked away to his room, leaving me alone in the common room.
I took a deep breath.
'What a Saturday.'
CHAPTER 4
I was walking down the hallway with a bag full of clean laundry. It was Sunday night, and just like any other Sunday night, it was laundry time. I like doing laundry on Sunday night, because the laundry room is relatively quiet. I kept smiling the entire time I walked, remembering what happened yesterday with Randall.
I looked at my watch, it was 9 pm. Usually, the dorm was deserted at this time since it was 'game night'. 'Game night' is one of the tradition of this dorm which usually was held every Sunday night at the field behind the dorm. It's basically just a bunch of dorm residents competing in a stupid and ridiculous game, like 'The Melon Eater' where the one who can eat an entire watermelon the fastest, wins, or 'The Elsa', named after the character from the movie Frozen, where the winner is the one who can lay on top of blocks of ice the longest. The winner of 'Game night', is crowned as the 'dorm king' for the whole week and the resident of Ericson Hall have to say 'Yes' to every request or command of the 'dorm king', Everyone!
Rex, Randall, and Luke were regular contestants on 'Game night'. They never won, but they kept trying. Usually, game night lasted until midnight so I would be alone at the apartment.
I came back to the apartment to discover that tonight was different than any other Sunday night. Entering the suite, I was surprised to see Luke was there, back in corner, lifting his dumbbells, wearing nothing but a skimpy worn jockstrap. Just imagine a football player with 250 lb of pure muscle, almost naked, with his entire body covered in sweat. Of course, my cock was rock hard in an instant.
I stood in the front doorway for a moment, in awe of the specimen in front of me, but I quickly snapped out of my revery and started walking to my room before he realized I was watching him.
In my room, after folding my laundry, I decided to study for tomorrow's class. At least I tried to, because Luke always popped in my brain ruining my concentration. He was just one sexy son of a bitch. Everything about him is sexy. His muscular body with his short military style haircut, deep husky voice, accent, cocky attitude, and grumpy expression. He's perfect. Luke is the definition of manliness.
I was just sitting there at my desk, fantasizing about Luke, when I heard my door open. Standing there was Luke in his jockstrap, sweat was dripping profusely from his body, and his big muscular body glistening under the light. He was so huge; - he filled the space of the doorframe.
"You were watching me weren't you?" Luke stated in that gruff tone. Busted! He asked me with a serious and scary face, standing as leaned against the doorframe. His presence was so intimidating, I could feel my heart race.
"I... I just..." I said haltingly, having no clue what would I say to him. I couldn't just say that I was admiring his muscle because there was a huge chance that he would beat me.
"JUST WHAT?" He barked. I jolted from my seat in response.
"I... I thought you were at game ni-"
"DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT, JUST WHAT?" He snapped at me again, cutting me off.
"..." I just stayed quiet, not knowing what to say to him.
He was starting to walk towards me and as he get closer, I jumped out of my chair as a defensive reflex - backing up until I was pressed against the wall.
"Fucking look at you, you pathetic freak." He said to me as he leaned his hand on the wall on top of my head. At this point he was so close to me, I could feel his breath on my face.
"Even my 12 years old brother is bigger than you." He continued taunting me.
I was scared, but my cock was as solid as steel. Since he was a lot taller, from that position all I could see was his amazingly huge pecs. His chest was so smooth and his brown nipples were so inviting! It was hot as hell!
"I bet you watched me wishing you have muscles like this!" He took a few steps back, and began to show his huge muscles. He put his hands on his hip and started with a front lat spread pose, showing his chest and abs. "Yeah, look at it. Look at my body you piece of shit. This is what a real man looks like."
I gulped. Shit! He was giving me a private posing show. I couldn't take my eyes off of his beautiful body.
He then changed his pose to a double biceps pose while glancing to a full body mirror beside him. "Fuck yeah! Shit! Fucking look at this! It's big isn't it? I could rip you fucking head off with these arms!" His bicep was almost as big as my head. I could see the vein bulging from his big bicep through his massive forearms.
Satisfied with his double biceps pose he moved to show his muscular back and his enormous glutes. He was truly the definition of an alpha. A muscle god! He deserved to be worshipped.
I was just standing against the wall the entire time, enjoying the show while inhaling his manly sweaty odor. My shorts were tenting and a wet spot was forming in the front, so I put my hand in front to cover it hoping he wouldn't notice.
Finished with his pose, He moved closer to me and grabbed my shirt. "Take this off!" he commanded as he released my shirt and pushed me. I was confused. 'Did he really want me to take off my shirt?' I asked myself.
"I SAID TAKE YOUR FUCKING SHIRT OFF!" He snapped at me again, confirming my disbelief. He DID want me to take off my shirt.
Just like a compliant soldier, I took off my shirt quickly, exposing my skinny body to him.
"Shit! You're as slim as a plank!" Luke said as he pulled me with him to the front of the mirror. At this point sweat was running down my body.
"NOW FLEX!" He barked, wanting me to flex my lean arms and showed my non-existent muscle to him.
"Hahahaha!" He laughed hysterically as soon as I flexed my small arms.
"What the fuck is this?" Luke said as he began to run his rough hands over my arms. "People like you shouldn't live! You're a disgrace to the human race. You're a disgusting piece of shit!" He taunted at me again. I didn't know how to respond to him so I kept my mouth shut.
grabbing my shoulders, he spun me around to face the mirror. He moved behind me, lowered himself so he was at the same height level at me and flexed his arms behind my already flexed arms.
"Look at that! Shit! You're a fucking loser. Look at your tiny ass arms! I'm surprised you don't break your arms when you lift that book! Your arms are nothing compared to this! This is the arm of a real man!" He flexed his arms harder, making the vein popped, while comparing his bulging bicep to my tiny arms.
While doing so, I could feel his bulging sweaty pecs touch my back, making it wet and sticky. Shit! This muscle alpha stud was sticking his huge sweaty gladiator-like body against my back! Also, his big nipples were poking the smooth skin of my back, creating a sensation that was making me turned on even more. My cock twitched a couple times in response.
Moments later, he stopped flexing and made me turn so I could face him. "Let's see how pathetic your body is!" Luke said as he began to grope my body. Starting at the neck, He wrapped his massive hands around my neck like he was gonna choke me. He leaned to my ear and whispered, "Maybe I should snap your neck so the world could have one less faggot like you." He said to me in such a tone of voice causing me to close my eyes and hoped he was just joking.
He then moved his rough palms over my shoulder before ending up at my arms and giving a couple squeezes. "I'm amazed you could lift a pencil with this arm! I feel nothing but skin and bones." At this point, the combination of the intensity and hotness of the room had me sweating really bad.
He moved hands over my sweaty chest, grazing my flat pecs. "Shit! I could even feel your ribs!" The sensation of his rough strong hands against my skin was so overwhelming. My breath was becoming heavy. He might think it was because I was scared of him which was true, but it was mostly because of the pleasure he was generating with the motion of his hand.
He continued to caress my chest until he reached my nipple, which he manipulated with his massive fingers. I couldn't register why he was doing that, but I didn't care, it felt so fucking wonderful! The friction between his fingers and my nipple created a brand new sensation for me. I fucking loved it! I hoped he wouldn't stop doing it!
"Ooohhhh!" The feeling was so overwhelming causing a moan to slipped from my mouth.
"DID YOU JUST FUCKING MOAN? WHAT A FAGGOT!" He yelled, pulling his hands away from my nipples.
"So you like when your tits being played, huh? Only women have a sensitive nipples! Only WOMEN like their nipples being played! Shit! You are NOT a real man!" I looked down noticing his crotch, I couldn't help but notice that the pouch of his jockstrap was more filled and stretched. His cock was definitely becoming more rigid. It was at that moment I realized, doing this was turning him on!
He continued inspecting my body thoroughly. "Give me 10 push-ups, NOW!"
Without hesitation I dropped my body to the floor and started to do push-ups, as he commanded while he counted as my body moved up and down. "1... 2... 3..."
Because of my lack of endurance, I already struggled on 6. "Are you going to stop, you fucking queer?" Luke said as he put his bare foot on my back. I moved my body up one more time before eventually I couldn't do it anymore and collapsed to the floor.
He lifted my head with his foot, so he could have a good look at my face. "You're fucking weak! You're NOTHING but a pathetic loser! NOW GET UP!"
"Now do jumping jacks! Don't stop until I tell you to!" Luke commanded again.
I did so without question. While I did the jumping jacks, he got down to the floor to start doing some push-ups of his own. I don't know for how long I was doing it but it felt like forever. Streams of sweat were dripping from my body profusely.
"Stop!"
"Let me tell you something, a REAL man has a very distinctive smell on their body when they are working out - a strong smell of masculinity. A REAL man also has a specific taste to their sweat." he flexed his muscle before bending to lick the sweat off his bicep. "The essence of 'real man' manliness is more... Sweet." Seeing what he was doing that made my cock twitched. I could feel my precum dripping down from my piss slit. Shit! I wished I could smell him and lick clean all his sweat!
"Get closer you queer!" He said as he made a motion with his hand signalling me to go near him.
I felt like he has the ability to read my mind because what he asked me to do next made me incredibly happy.
"I know I shouldn't do this, but I want to give you a privilege!" He lifted his arms, revealing his smooth armpits. "A 'privilege' to smell and taste the essence of a real man." He said as he grabbing the back of my head and pushing it towards his sweaty armpits. I shudder at that point. Not because I was scared, but because I was excited.
"Come on, give it a whiff!" Without hesitation, I took a deep breath and devouring his manly smell. As soon as the stink hit my nostrils, a wave of pleasure hit my brain. "Yeah, there you go. What you smell right now is the essence of a real man."
Then, he pushed my face until it was touching his armpit. My face was becoming wet covered by the sweat on his pit. "Now I want you to taste it! Give it a lick!" At this point, my brain was overloaded with lust and pleasure. I just wanted to do whatever this alpha wanted me to, so I gave his pit a couple gentle lick.
"Ooh yeah! You should be grateful I let you taste it! Because a faggot loser like you don't even deserve to touch me!" the taste of his sweat was perfect - salty and sweet. One lick was not enough. I was already addicted.
"Now that is what an alpha sweat tastes like!" He said as he releasing his hands from the back of my head. I stumbled back a little, and fresh air was filling my lung once again, which was unfortunate because I didn't want to stop inhaling his musky aroma.
His next move surprised me. "Now let's see what a faggot like you smells and tastes like."
Still shocked of what just happened, he got closer to me, lifted my right arm and pressed his face into my armpits.
He took a couple of long sniffs, trying to inhale my sweaty smell. After he was satisfied, I felt something was exploring my pits - Luke's tongue, trying to taste my sweat, He lapping up the sweat in my armpit like a thirsty dog.
"Ooohhh" Soft moan was escaping from my mouth. I couldn't believe what is happening. A big muscular alpha linebacker was shoving his face and licking the sweat out of my nerd armpit. Pleasure was overflowing my mind. My precum was like a lava flow.
As my breath became heavy, he pulled his face from my pit and spitted to the floor. "Blurgh! Smell and taste like shit!"
He inspected me from head to toe once again before eventually pulling my arms and pushing me to the bed. As I laid there, he quickly got up on the bed with his lega straddling my body.
"Now I'm gonna let you feel my muscle so you can always remember what a pathetic loser you are with that kind of body!"
The view from where I was lying was spectacular. I could see every bulging muscle and crevice separating them. Shit! He was truly an alpha.
He grabbed my right hand, and began made me touch his muscles. First, his biceps, he flexed his arms as he guided my hands to feel the tension and straining of the bulging muscles. "Can you feel how big and hard they are? They're huge! aren't they? Yeah! Loser like you won't have these kind of muscles! No matter how hard you try! You are just a pathetic piece of shit!"
Secondly, he guided my hand to his pecs, "Feel my big pecs! Yeah! This is the result of a real man's hard work!" as he continued taunting me, I kept focusing on his amazingly hot body. His pec muscles were harder and bigger than Rex or Randall. His pecs were so huge that the cleavage separating them was so deep and narrow! His nipples were also big so in proportion with his pecs. Looking so pointy and brown, I had difficulties to hold my urge to put them in my mouth and suckle on them hard.
After being satisfied, he moved my hands to his hard 8-pack abs. "Yeah! It's hard isn't it? You're gonna break you fucking small pathetic arms if you punch it!" my hands were directed in a circular motion by the grip of Luke insuring that I touch every spot on his abs.
Strangely, while his right hand was guiding my hand to explore his hard muscular body, his left hand was doing exploring of its own. He touched every inch of my sweaty arms and torso. I don't know why but he seem to be taking the time in doing that. Maybe he did that to make him feel better about himself.
FUCK! I glanced at his crotch, the sight left me in utter awe. Luke's prick was rock hard, pointing upwards. The pouch of his jockstrap was straining, hardly able to contain the massive cock inside. That monster cock was literally lifting the pouch of the jockstrap out so that the side of his shaft was exposed. I thought the pouch would tear anytime soon at the rampage of that monster to obtain freedom.
I'm not exaggerating it when I said Luke's cock was massive. It's definitely bigger and thicker than Rex's and Randall's, probably 9 or 10 inches. I wondered how many people got scared by the sight his gigantic prick before? I gulped.
He noticed me staring at his cock, "What you see is an alpha cock. A REAL man's cock! It has tamed hundreds of girls!" he said proudly while showing his cocky smile.
"Yeah! A lot of them screamed when I showed them this fucker!" He slipped his cock out from the pouch, letting it free, revealing his giant cock standing at attention. It was one of the most beautiful things to behold.
He guided my hand from his abs to his cock, making me touch every single inch of his babymaker. Just like Randall's, his cock was also veiny, every bulging vein on his massive prick was palpable. For the finale, he made me wrap my fingers around it. His cock was so thick, my fingers couldn't fully wrap it. "It's really huge, isn't it?" He said before pulling my hand away from his cock.
"You should be fucking grateful! It's what all girls and faggot dreams to touch - this thing!"
I WAS grateful!
"Do you want to know how big it is?" Luke asked as he moved his crotch closer to my head. The strong aroma of sweat and cum was all I could smell.
"Open your fucking faggot mouth!"
As I did it, he shoved his gigantic cock into my mouth in a rapid move. His enormous dick was hitting the back of my throat, activating my gag reflex and blocking the airway making it hard for me to breathe, making me cough hard. I pushed him back, trying to get his cock out from my mouth to no avail. "What? You want me to get it out? I thought faggots like to suck dick!"
He plugged his enormous cock into my mouth for a couple of seconds, before pulling it out. I was coughing uncontrollably as soon as he did that.
"You already saw my tool and let's see yours!" He backed away and pulled both my shorts and brief down in one move, exposing my hard pulsing cock for his inspection.
"Shit! You are fucking hard? Look at the size of it though! Shit! Even when it's hard it's tiny!" He said while he inspecting my cock with his finger. Shit! This muscular alpha was touching my cock.
"You could never satisfy anyone with this cock! Maybe that's why you are a faggot! You couldn't use your cock so you use your ass instead! I bet your asshole is fucking loose from all the cock that's been fucking it!" He taunted me again as he played with my cock. I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure his hand created. "A real man would never do that! Real man has a tight ass! They would never let their muscle get loose, including their ass-muscle!"
In another surprising move, he grabbed the middle finger of my right hand, and gently pushed it up his muscular ass. Fuck! My finger was fucking this muscle god's chute! As soon as his ass finished devouring my finger, he began to tighten his ass, contracting the muscle wall of his ass. "Can you feel how tight it is? Can you feel the muscle clamping your finger? Yeah! That's how tight a real man's ass is!" He tightened it a couple more times before eventually pulling it out. "See? A real man's ass is tight and strong!"
His attention was going back to my not so impressive cock. "Fuck! I still can't believe how fucking tiny your cock is!" He backed up a little and lowered his enormous chest to my crotch. "Let's see how fucking small it is!" He slid my pulsing rock hard cock into the cleavage between his pecs, and my cock filled it perfectly. "Fuck, it fits nicely in this tiny space!" Luke said as moved his body back and forth, making me fuck his pecs. This alpha musce god has let me touch his muscles, smell and licked his armpit, made me feel how tight his anal ring is, and now he was letting me fuck his pecs! The feeling was just too overwhelming to me. My breath was becoming hurried; my cock was twitching, ready to explode. I think he could feel that I was about to reach the edge as he stopped and quickly got up again. I could see my precum made his chest wet, but he didn't look bothered at all.
"Now let's do a fucking comparison!" Luke said as he lowered his crotch into mine. "So you can always remember that you are a just loser with a micro penis!" Luke added as put his cock on top of mine, so our cock was sticking together. His cock was a monster compared to mine, doubling the length my cock and the thickness was probably three times of my cock. "Oh shit! Look at it! My cock is like the father and yours the son!" He said as he gave me another of his cocky smiles.
At this point, precum was flowing from both of our cocks.
"Let's see who can cum the fastest!" Luke said as he smeared our precum to our cocks. He then wrapped the fingers over our cock and started to jerk. I was shock about what was going on. This herculean stud was jerking both of our cock with his huge hand!
Our breath was becoming faster as he continuously pumped it up and down while our cocks was rubbing each other. It was a fantasy came true. His rough hand, veiny cock, and slick precum was creating an incredibly fluid sensation. Waves of pleasure was filling my entire body.
It was not just me who enjoyed it. I looked up to him and I could see that he was enjoying this too from the expression on his face - eyes closed and mouth hanging open.
After a moment, he stopped jerking our cock and instead, he started to move his hip, fucking his hand with both of our cocks in it. The feeling of his huge veiny cock sliding on top my mine was incredible. While he was sliding his dick, the cockhead was constantly grazing mine that in turn was creating an intense and overwhelming pleasure. At first he was gentle and slow, but overtime it became more heated, and more urgent. At this point my brain was filled with pleasure. I wanted this to keep going forever.
"Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oooohhhh," I finally said something for the first time in the past hour as I was reaching the edge. "Luke... ooohhhhh... I... I'M CUMMINN- UUUHHHH " Finally, ropes of cum was flying from my cock, hitting my face and my chest. As soon as I had cum, I could hear Luke's breath getting faster, then, I heard a roar, "OOOOHHHHH FFFUUUCCCKKKK!" I could feel his cock pulsing uncontrollably as 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 jets of creamy, thick, white man-juice spurted covering the headboard, my face, and my chest.
The intense smell of sweat and cum quickly filled the room. I took another look at Luke. He was breathing fast, making his chest to rise and fall.
"Fuck." I could hear he mumbled to himself.
We stayed silent for a couple seconds before he quickly got up, put his jockstrap back on, and head to the door. Before he exited my room, he gave me a sharp and intense look. "Fucking worthless faggot."
I was confused. Why was Luke, the pinnacle of a straight man, a muscular alpha, and a first class homophobe do this to me? I spent the night just laying in my bed, thinking, 'WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?'