Worthy of Worship

The following story is an erotic fantasy about consensual and nonconsensual sex between boys. If this is not your thing or you're underage, don't read it.

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

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Worthy of Worship

Chapter 10

Coaches and Twins

Randy opened the office door and entered without knocking. He was wearing only his jockstrap, the one he'd been wearing all week, so it was stained from sweat and piss, but that jockstrap only covered one of his muscles. All the rest of his incredible muscles were bulging in all their glory. Randy was truly a hot muscle stud at only sixteen years of age and since he had just come from wrestling practice and a workout, his sweaty muscles glistened showing mind blowing definition, and cuts that were almost beyond belief. Randy loved these workouts and how they got his muscles super pumped and making him look so awesome. He knew he was the hottest stud around.

He had been thinking about Coach for the past week, ever since he noticed he might be showing some interest. He had cowed Coach several months back and had been teasing him ever since by groping himself and smiling when he thought he might be looking in his direction. But what Randy had noticed over the past couple weeks was that instead of blushing and quickly turning away, on two occasions Coach had continued staring for a moment, seemingly at Randy's crotch. It wasn't a positive sign that he was interested, but it was enough for Randy to check it out. If his hunky coach really wanted his cock, Randy was willing to let him have a go at it. Besides, he knew Coach was already intimidated by him, so bullying him into a blowjob was not only practical but could be great fun. He thought Coach was about 35 years old, but he kept himself in great shape. He had been a heavyweight wrestler in his youth which he constantly reminded the squad and he had kept that massive muscled look. The boys sometimes stayed after wrestling practice to watch him work out and get a super pump on his massive physique. He was almost six feet tall and weighed well over two hundred pounds, but it was all muscle.

As Randy entered the office, he noticed it was empty, but he heard the shower running from the bath. He crossed the room and opened the bathroom door and saw that Coach was in the shower and humming softly. Randy had to grin. Coach was already nude so there was only one cotton jock strap in the way of the two of them getting it on. Just thinking about it was making Randy hot, so he reached down and started rubbing his prick through the jock strap. As he played with himself, he picked up Coach's towel and then leaned against the door casing, waiting for Coach to finish up.

Coach finally turned off the water, opened the shower door. As he stepped out he saw Randy standing there with his towel in his hand.

"Wha...." he said as Randy stepped up to him.

Seeing Coach in the nude with water glistening on his body was startling. His chest was massive with bulging pecs, and his arms and shoulders were huge. Randy could only wonder why Coach always wore a sweatshirt and covered up that impressive physique.

"Here, let me help you, Coach" Randy said as he quickly started toweling Coach's big chest.

"What are you doing in here, Randy?" Coach asked. "Stop this and get out of here."

"No way, Coach" Randy said with a chuckle. "Let me do this for you." He continued rubbing the towel on Coach's bulging pecs.

Coach grabbed his arms and stopped him. "I said stop this, Randy" he ordered. "You don't belong in here and you know it." Randy was not about to quit now, as he was seeing and feeling Coach's drop-dead gorgeous muscles for the very first time.

"You have an amazing body, Coach" he crooned as he tried to pull out of Coach's hold on his arms. "Your body is really incredible, and the guys talk about you all the time. Come on, Coach. Let me do this. Let me just dry you off.

"No, Randy. No." Coach protested. "Please, Randy. Don't. We can't do this."

"Let me go, Coach, and let me towel you off. Come on, man. I gotta touch your muscles." Randy moved his face only inches from Coach's and looking him in the eye, gave him the sweetest, most shit-eating grin he could come up with. "Let me touch your muscles, Coach."

"Come on, Randy" Coach whined. "Stop it. I'm your coach."

"Yeah, you're my coach, but you're beginning to piss me off" Randy admonished. "Now get your goddamned hands off my arms." Coach already knew of Randy's temper and had developed a healthy respect for it, so he let go of Randy's arms.

"Randy, st-t-t-t-top this" he stuttered. Randy already heard the please' come out of Coach's mouth and was both pleased and excited. He felt anybody said please to him was begging and Coach saying, please stop' was begging, so in Randy's mind that was a `green light' and meant he should go for it. He felt a surge of excitement shoot through his body.

"It's okay, Coach" he said softly as he dropped the towel and started rubbing both hands over Coach's enormous pecs. "Your incredible build really turns me on, Coach. You are so gorgeous. And I've seen you looking at me, so I know I turn you on as well." Coach pushed Randy's hands away, but Randy immediately put them back. Coach pushed him away again, and this time Randy grabbed a nipple and pinched it hard.

"Ow, Randy, stop that. C-Cut it out" he stammered. Randy gave him a push, shoving him up against the shower door, and leaning forward, took the nipple in his mouth. He bit it sharply and then just sucked on it. Coach was startled as Randy pushed him, and even more so when Randy started sucking his tit. He hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do with this aggressive boy.

"You have such a beautiful body, Coach" Randy mumbled as he continued sucking the nipple and then started sliding his tongue all over the pectoral muscle. Raising his arms Randy grabbed on to Coach's enormous, rounded deltoids. "God, your shoulders are so incredible" he said as he continued to lick and suck the bulging pec.

Coach was in a daze and was at a total loss as to what to do. He knew this was wrong but having this beautiful boy licking his chest felt simply amazing. He knew very well Randy had been trying to intimidate him for weeks, so he had made sure he was never alone with him.

The kid was young, and handsome, and built; a real stud, and right now he was being so aggressive and formidable and demanding that Coach found himself getting turned on. He hated to admit it to himself but being bullied by this kid was hot.

Randy raised up so he could whisper in Coach's ear. "Show me your bicep, Coach. Let me see that gorgeous muscle. Come on, Coach. Flex it for me."

Without thinking, Coach was now accepting Randy's control over him, and he obeyed by flexing his bicep. As Randy moved to kiss the softball sized muscle, he took Coach's other hand and moved it up against his jock strap, forcing Coach's hand against his hard cock. Coach pulled back immediately. As Randy started kissing the big bicep, he tried pulling Coach's hand back to his crotch again, but Coach was holding back. "You don't fool me, Coach" Randy mumbled through his kisses. "I know you been looking."

Randy grabbed Coach's hand again and holding on to it, pushed it into Coach's own crotch, and then pushed forward so that the two hands, his and Coach's, were in between two hardening cocks. At least Coach's was hardening; Randy's was already hard as a rock.

"See how hot you're making me, Coach" Randy mumbled as he continued kissing the bicep and pushing his cock against Coach's hand. "You're fucking muscles turn me on so bad. You are so, so hot." Then he got another shot of excitement shooting through his body, as he felt Coach squeeze his cock gently. Oh, fucking Christ, he had him now! He had him! When Randy let go of Coach's hand, Coach continued squeezing his cock.

"Feel that Coach" Randy said as he continued worshiping the bicep. "You see what your incredible body is doing to me? Come on, Coach. Really flex that bicep for me. Make me really hot for your body." Coach flexed his arm, crunching it harder and pushed it into Randy's face. He was really getting into it now. His hand now seemed to have a mind of its own, as it squeezed and fondled Randy's super hard nine-inches through the jockstrap.

"Oh yeah, Coach" Randy mumbled. "You could make me cum just by flexing. You are so fucking amazing. I love your body."

Randy convinced him to flex his other arm and he went to work worshiping that one as well. Coach was totally turned on now and was really working Randy's cock. Randy was going crazy too, relishing the fact that this muscle man was now super hot for him, and was probably under his control.

Then Randy pulled his head back from Coach's enormous bicep, and raising his arm, flexed his own baseball sized bicep. Reaching behind Coach's head, he gently pulled him down to the bicep. "Go ahead and kiss my bicep, Coach" he crooned softly. "Go ahead and kiss it, Coach. You know you're turned on, man. Go ahead, man. Go ahead and kiss it."

Having his face pulled into Randy's bicep and totally mesmerized by this young muscle boy, Coach automatically started kissing it and then licking it. Yeah, he was turned on to this demanding young man. Totally excited now with his heart beating fast, he grabbed a tight hold of Randy's cock and squeezed it hard. It felt fantastic to squeeze that enormous cock as he kissed Randy's bicep. He let his reluctance go with the wind, and really got into the program. He was totally turned on to this hot little demon.

Randy grabbed Coach's cock and found it sticking up fully hard. He jacked it a few times just for good measure, but he had no intention in jerking Coach off. He definitely had other plans. Bringing his arm down, Randy used both hands to grab Coach's ass and pull him forward a couple steps. Then gently turning him, he pushed him down onto the toilet seat. Coach had a dazed look of desire on his face and could not or would not let go of Randy's cock and his own cock was hard as a rock. Randy straddled Coach's legs, almost sitting on his lap, and pulled his face down into his chest.

"Come on, Coach" he murmured. "Lick my big pec. Worship your boy's pec with that hot mouth of yours. Yeah, man. Go to it." And Coach started willingly sucking on his tit. "Oh yeah, Coach. Do it for me."

Putting both hands in Coach's hair and gently fluffing and petting it, Randy maneuvered his face around his chest, having him lick and suck every inch of it. All this time Coach continued feeling and rubbing Randy's hard cock through his jock strap. Coach's other hand was feeling his own cock. Randy knew it was time. Coach was definitely ready.

Still holding Coach's head against his chest, Randy slowly pulled him forward off the toilet, and with downward pressure, pushed him to his knees. Then he gently pushed Coach's head down. Being very patient, Randy maneuvered him over his washboard stomach and finally to his jock strap. Pushing Coach's hand away and holding his head, Randy gently moved his hard cock up and down against his cheek. Coach was really into it and Randy didn't want to break the spell, so he continued jacking his cock gently against Coach's cheek for a bit as he continued petting and ruffling his hair.

Then, so softly that Coach could barely hear it he whispered: "Kiss it, Coach. Go ahead, man. Great big cock. Big, beautiful cock. Kiss it, Coach. Come on, Coach; you love this big hard cock. You know you want it, man. My monster cock. Come on, Coach. Kiss it, man." Randy helped him maneuver his face as Coach did as he was told and kissed his cock through the jock strap. Randy was ecstatic. His muscle man Coach was kissing his cock. He was so thrilled he could hardly hold still and wanted to scream, and yell and laugh in euphoria.

He was so fuckin powerful; he was a conqueror; he was a god.

"Go ahead and kiss it some more, Coach" Randy said softly trying to control his delight. "Go ahead, you can do it. Feel that big hard cock. Make your young stud feel good." Randy was now rubbing his covered cock against Coach's nose, as Coach kissed it a couple more times. Then he spoke very softly and lasciviously. "Now suck it, Coach. Suck the juices out of that jock. Do it for your muscle boy. Come on; do it for me, Coach."

Coach was now totally mesmerized and completely under Randy's control as he started sucking Randy's cock through the jockstrap. He was oblivious of everything but the hard cock under the cloth he was trying to suck. Randy's cock was enormous, much bigger than Coach's own, and he began to realize that it really turned him on. He'd been aware for months that Randy had a big one, but only now did he realize how impressed he was with a big cock. Randy just let him go for several minutes as he sucked up and down the big rod.

Then Randy took both Coach's hands off his thighs and pulled them up on each side and pushed his thumbs against the straps of his jock.

"Pull em down, baby" he whispered softly. Calling his Coach baby' was just frosting on the cake as Randy forced Coach into degradation and debauchery.

Without even thinking Coach pulled the jock down letting Randy's hard nine inches bob up into his face. He was completely out of control with lust and desire as, with obvious relish, he took the big rod in his mouth and started sucking on it.

"Not yet, baby" Randy said with a snicker. "Don't get too greedy." Pulling his cock out of Coach's mouth and holding on to his hair, Randy rubbed it against Coach's face and then banged it gently against his nose a couple times. This was Randy's favorite lead-in to a blow job. Slapping his cock into a guy's face gave him a tremendous feeling of superiority and power, and always made him hotter than hell. "Okay, babe, almost ready" Randy chuckled, "but lick my balls first. Let me feel that hot mouth on my nuts." Coach did as he was told and licked the balls.

Finally ready, Randy took Coach's chin and pulled his head back, so he was looking him in the eye. "Okay, Coach" Randy said. "Now's the time. Suck that big cock you've been admiring for so long."

For the first time in many minutes Coach opened his eyes, and looking up, saw Randy looking down at him with an expression of anticipation and exultation in his eyes. Coach could not believe he was on his knees in front of this kid, but he was so enthralled, overwhelmed with lust, that he couldn't react.

Randy spoke softly in a dreamy tone of voice: "You want this, Coach. You know you want it. So come on, just let it happen. Suck on it, babe." He rubbed his cock back and forth against Coach's lips a couple times and with a gentle push, slid it between the lips into his mouth. Coach was too far gone and too filled with lust to stop it, and as his tongue begin to move, Randy knew he had won. Letting go of Coach's hair, he arrogantly put his hands on his hips and stared down at his new cocksucker.

Looking up, Coach saw an young - muscular -- arrogant - god. He could not believe how powerful and dominating this kid was. This incredible young stud who had just put him on his knees and put his cock in his mouth. He found Randy's amazing physique and phenomenal arrogance to be a total turn on and he wanted to suck his cock; partly because the cock was the biggest one he had ever seen, and partly because this powerful, dominant young muscle boy unquestionably deserved it. He finally admitted to himself something he had subconsciously known for months: he wanted to be on his knees for this kid. He wanted to be dominated by him. He wanted to serve.

Randy just stood there waiting with hands on hips looking down with an egotistical look on his face while Coach took more cock in his mouth and started seriously sucking him. "Yeah, man" he chuckled. "Oh yeah, that's the way. Suck on my big bazooka."

Randy was thrilled. He now had a new worshiper.

Randy just stood there glowing and savoring the feeling of Coach's wet mouth working on him. He knew he wouldn't get near the fantastic blowjobs he got from his boys but seeing and knowing it was his massively muscled coach, and that the guy was probably giving head for the very first time, was an incredible turn-on. Hands still on hips with a insolent look of superiority on his face, he watched his newest servile cocksucker work on his cock.

The challenge had been met. Once more Randy showed his superiority as an alpha male by creating another worshiping acolyte. The combination of his big cock, his muscled body, his handsome youthful face, and his dominating personality was again irresistible to the male animals around him. Randy's ego knew no bounds, and he was convinced he could pretty much have anyone he wanted if he simply put his mind to it.

That brought to mind the muscular guy who delivered pizza for Dominoes that had turned him on. And that beautiful kid serving at the KFC outlet who was so hot, and the hunky security guard at the mall. Also, the twins on the high school swimming team with their gorgeous sleek bodies. He'd caught all of them looking at him, admiring him or lusting after him, so he was sure he could have them. And he intended to get them

Randy continued to watch Coach suck on his cock. He knew if he wanted to do this again, to get regular blow jobs from Coach, he couldn't be as demanding as he liked, at least not now, the first time. Just like his boys, once he got Coach used to being on his knees for him, he could probably start fucking his face just the way he liked it.

"Use your hand, Coach" Randy ordered. "Go ahead and jerk it with your hand while you suck. You're doing great, Coach. Feels good." Coach did as he was told and started to jerk Randy's cock as he continued to suck.

He didn't suck worth a damn but Randy was enjoying the view. And the power of controlling this man was exhilarating. "Okay, Coach, open your eyes" he instructed. "Look at me while you suck. Come on, Coach. Look up at me."

Coach looked up at Randy and tears began to form in his eyes as he saw an arrogant young god grinning down at him. He had no idea how this had happened; how this kid had manipulated him and got him on his knees and got him sucking his cock. He wanted to stop but was so incredibly turned on that he couldn't stop. He couldn't understand how he allowed this to happen, but he was so filled with lust, and so much under this kid's control that he didn't want to stop. He loved being under this gorgeous kid's control and he loved worshiping his cock.

"Go ahead, Coach" Randy said, "Jerk your cock. Jerk your cock and make it cum for me. Do it, Coach." Coach had been rubbing his cock with one hand while jerking Randy with the other, but now he started to really go to it. He couldn't remember ever being so hard or so hot. And within thirty seconds he started to cum, shooting between Randy's legs all the way across the bathroom.

He started to back off Randy's cock, but Randy grabbed the back of his head and holding him there, pushed another inch or two into his mouth. As Coach was going through the excitement of his ejaculation and Randy's cock pushed toward his throat, he started coughing and gagging. Randy let him spit out his cock, but grabbed him by the hair, and holding him tight, took over the jerking of his own cock. Jerking it hard and fast Randy was able to bring it off in only seconds and started to shoot into Coach's face.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" he screamed in total jubilation. Coach tried to pull away, but Randy had a tight hold, and was not about to let him get away from his spurting cock.

Randy was laughing and screaming in ecstasy and pulling Coach's hair in a frenzy as he shot seven full times into his face. At the very last second, just before finishing, he pushed his cock between Coach's lips for the last shot. Coach was still coughing and gasping, but Randy made sure he got a taste of his cum.

As he stood there panting wildly, Randy rubbed his prick against Coach's cum-covered, dripping face.

When he finally stepped back, still breathing hard, he picked up the towel. "Here, Coach" he said with a grin. "Wipe my cum off your face." Coach took the towel and wiped his face. As he finished and opened his eyes, he saw Randy's cock, still enormous but softening, only inches from his face. Looking up he saw Randy with a look of triumph on his face.

"Hey, Coach" Randy said with a grin. "You got some of your cum on my legs. Wipe it off with that towel, would you?" Coach, still on his knees before this dominant young stud, wiped his cum off Randy's legs. "My feet too, Coach. Wipe that cum off my feet." As Coach finished and lifted his head, Randy took the towel from him, and looking down at his new vassal, gently wiped his cock back and forth and back and forth cleaning off the cum and giving Coach an eye full from only inches away. A new acolyte worshipping at his temple. Randy smiled, totally delighted as he finally stepped back.

"That was great, Coach" he said with a shit eating grin. "You were terrific." Reaching down, Randy picked up his jock strap from the floor and handed it to him. "Here, Coach. Keep this to remember me by. It's still got my juices in it so you can suck on it some more if you want" he said with a chuckle. With that, Randy turned and walked out.

A couple days later, after wrestling practice was over, Randy walked into Coach's office

again. He didn't knock, he just walked in. As seems to have become a standard, he was wearing only a jockstrap and was still covered with sweat from the practice. Coach looked up in surprise as Randy walked around the desk and pushed his crotch right up against his shoulder.

"Hey, Coach" Randy said with a smile. "I been thinkin about ya."

Coach opened his mouth to say something, but Randy put his hand over his mouth. "No, Coach. Don't say anything. I just wanted to come by and say hello" he said as he rubbed his crotch back and forth against Coach's shoulder. Then he pushed his thumb between Coach's lips. "Go ahead and suck on it, Coach. Remember what it was like the other day?" Coach most definitely remembered, and now, completely shocked by Randy's aggressiveness, he knew this kid was in charge. Without a word, he sucked on the thumb.

"Woo-Wee" Randy said as he stepped back pulling his thumb out of Coach's mouth. "I don't want to get too hot now, Coach. I've got a hot blow job waiting for me when I get home." Pulling his jockstrap down, Randy's almost fully hard cock flopped out. He jerked it a couple times and both he and Coach watched it swell and rise up like a python. "But I wanted you to see it so you wouldn't forget what it was like" he said with a grin. "Brings back great memories, doesn't it?"

Randy laughed as he pulled the fully hard nine-incher down a couple times and let it flop back up, slapping against his stomach. Pulling the jockstrap down and off, he handed it to Coach. "Here, Coach. In case you sucked the other one dry, you can work on this one." Randy just stood there for a moment in all his naked glory, enjoying Coach's look of shock, but also a look of acceptance, admission that Randy owned him. As Randy walked out of the office he figured Coach would be jerking off within the next couple minutes.

After that, Randy started visiting Coach's office every couple days, just to tease him. A couple times he had him grope him through the jockstrap, and once he made him kiss it through the jockstrap. Coach was completely obedient now and did what he was told without argument. Each time, Randy left his jockstrap behind. He was using up a lot of jockstraps, but it was great fun playing around with his big muscle hunk coach. He was pretty sure that in time Coach was going to get desperate with desire to suck him again, but he made sure not to let him touch his cock in the `raw'. He wanted to wait until Coach got so hot that he begged him for it. He was getting better blow jobs every day from his boys than what Coach could provide, so all he wanted to do was play with the hunky man's head.

A couple weeks later when Randy found out Coach was going to the tri-state college wrestling meet, he asked to go along. Coach wasn't about to say no to anything that Randy wanted these days so of course he agreed. Randy loved wrestling, and he particularly liked the college boys because they generally were better built than high school boys.

Coach almost had a heart attack when Randy showed up that Saturday morning wearing his tight grey Spandex shorts that he loved so much, which clearly showed his cock snaking down his leg and fit tightly up the crack of his ass. The bright yellow nylon tank he was wearing emphasized his muscular upper body and was also quite suggestive. Randy knew he looked amazing, blatantly making himself look outrageous with this sexy outfit, but he didn't mind giving people fits when they saw him. He had it all, and he intended to flaunt it at every opportunity.

Randy loved watching the college wrestlers, and although Coach was completely intimidated and under his spell, he was still a good teacher, and pointed out interesting holds and take downs as they watched. Randy also liked to check out the college boy's hunky bodies.

They had been sitting in the bleachers for a half hour or so watching the matches when Randy got the surprise of his life. Walking into the gym from the locker room came Wade, his muscle master, wearing a yellow and brown singlet with a Wheaton College logo on it. Randy's jaw dropped down and he actually let out a yelp of surprise, so that the people around him looked up. Without realizing it he stood up and watched Wade as he walked across the gym floor coming in his direction, and only when he was twenty feet or so away did he realize that it was not Wade after all. This guy could have been his twin. Dusty blond hair and astonishing bodybuilder physique and just like Wade, a stunningly handsome face.

"My god'" Randy said in awe. "There really is another Wade in this world."

The young man walked over and sat on the bottom row of the bleachers not more than ten feet away and Randy could not take his eyes away from him. He was in such shock that he didn't know what to do, but he did know he wanted this guy at any cost. He had to have him.

The guy was up next and was announced as Chase Baxter. As he got up on the mat, Randy saw why he definitely was not Wade. Although he had a nice bulge showing in his singlet, Wade would have been showing one at least twice that big. Wade had a healthy ten inches, and this guy would be lucky to have six or seven.

The guy was big and muscular and a good wrestler, but unfortunately his opponent was in a whole different class. The match was over in barely six minutes when he was pinned. His opponent was a superb wrestler; easily the best at the event, so those big muscles didn't help him, but God, was he gorgeous. Every muscle on his body was in perfect proportion to the total astonishing package, and the handsome face was to die for. Randy wanted this guy so bad it hurt. He was almost drooling with lust while imagining himself licking those muscles and worshiping every inch of that ravishing body.

He loved being Wade's slave and he desperately wanted to be a slave to Wade's twin. His cock was trying to burst its way out of his shorts.

As the guy walked off the floor in defeat, heading for the locker room, Randy began to panic. He could not let this guy get away. He had to have him. Poking Coach in the side Randy said: "Come on, Coach. Let's go to the locker room and catch that guy. I gotta talk to him."

"Wait for this next match, Randy" Coach whispered. "These guys are really good."

Randy was desperate and was not about to put up with any shit. He grabbed Coach by the arm, yanked him to his feet and whispered in his ear: "I said let's go to the locker room, now move your ass." Dragging Coach behind him, Randy got off the bleachers and headed across the floor to the locker room. Coach was startled, but as usual he was also intimidated by Randy, so he didn't put up a fuss.

They entered the locker room and looked around. Randy finally saw Chase sitting on one of the benches with his head in his hands. From the back and side, he looked exactly like Wade. Only by looking him directly in the face or down at his crotch could you tell he was somebody else. Randy walked over and put his hand on the guy's sweaty shoulder.

"Sorry about the match, man" Randy said as the guy looked up. "That guy you were matched against was amazing. I don't think anybody could have beaten him."

"Well, thanks, man" Chase answered. "Yeah, that guy's good. This is the second time I've been matched against him, and he beat my butt both times. If I see him again, I think I'll just concede." He chuckled disheartedly.

"Hey, don't let it get you down, man" Randy said. "You've got some great moves, and Coach was telling me how great you looked. Oh, by the way. This is my high school coach. We call him Coach, and I'm Randy."

"Glad to meet you, Coach, Randy" Chase said as he shook their hands. "You didn't see much, because that guy was so fast, I didn't get a chance to use my moves. Thanks anyway."

"Ah ..., Chase. We're having an in-house meet at our high school next Saturday and we're hoping to have a guest wrestler to help us out and give us some pointers. Would you be interested?"

"I don't know if you want me as your guest. Two of my buddies here are better wrestlers than I am."

"No, no. You're the one we want" Randy blurted out as he was ready to plead with the guy. "Coach said you have some great moves, and you could help our high school squad a lot. Our school is less than thirty miles from here, and we could even reschedule to an evening if that would be better. Tell him, Coach" Randy said as he turned to Coach.

"Yeah...., Chase. Ah...." Coach said. "Ah.... we'd like to have you...ah... talk to the crew. Ah.... whenever you could." Randy was excited and pleased that Coach caught on so quick and was following his lead. As a reward he decided, no more teasing. He would see what he could do on the drive home.

"Wha'da'ya think, Chase?" he asked nervously. "Could you come? I've got my own VW and I'll come down and pick you up."

"Well, I've got nothing planned for next Saturday. What time are you talking about?"

"I'll pick you up at nine o'clock and we'll plan to have the meeting at ten. Won't we, Coach?" Randy asked.

"Ah.... Yes" Coach said. "We'll plan to meet at ten."

"Okay. It's a date"

After they left, Chase sat thinking about it. He was impressed with this kid. He was such a good-looking kid, and so young and so eager to learn, he wanted to work with him. Although the boy's revealing outfit was way overdone he sure was pretty to look at.

Chase was twenty years old, and his current steady (after five weeks) was a young professor at the college who was twenty-nine. Chase preferred older guys. The problem with young guys was that they tended to be in awe of him, his bodybuilder body, and were afraid to make any moves because he looked so dominant. His current steady was not intimidated by muscles like so many kids are, so neither he nor Chase had to prove anything to each other.

When Coach and Randy headed for the car, Randy was literally leaping up and down in excitement. He didn't know how he was going to handle it yet, but he now had another `Wade' to worship. The real Wade was so stingy with his time that Randy felt left out. He had been Wade's slave for months now, but he'd only been with him a few times. He wanted more than that, a whole lot more.

"Great job, Coach, following my lead. I owe you for that" Randy said as they got into the car.

"Ah...yeah, Randy" Coach said. "What was that all about? And what meeting are you talking about for next Saturday?"

"I'm not sure how I'm going to handle it yet" Randy answered. "But I just wanted to get that guy into my territory. I'll figure the rest out later. But for now, Chase is the most beautiful guy I have ever seen, and with a little persuasion, he and I are going to fuck up a storm come next Saturday. I might need your help once I figure it out, but I'll let you know later."

"Ah.... wait a minute, Randy" Coach started to say.

"Stop, Coach. Don't try to tell me you have a problem with it. I won't hear of it. You know I'm a horny stud and I need action all the time and I'm going to have Chase Baxter. I haven't worked out how we're going to do it, but I'll need your help, so you be ready."

"Randy, I'm not going to help you rape that guy."

"When I ask for your help, you'll damn well help, so don't fuck with me." Randy was not about to let anything interfere with him having sex with the second most beautiful man on the planet. "Get it straight, you will help me get him next Saturday."

"Randy ...."

"Shut up Coach. Enough already. But since you're going to be so nice to me, I think I've got something you might like. We'll call this payment in advance."

Randy grabbed Coach's right hand and pulled it over to his crotch and held it there. "Rub it for me, Coach. Go ahead and rub it. Tell me how it feels."

"Stop it, Randy" Coach said. "We shouldn't be doing this when I'm driving" he said as he tried to pull his hand away.

Randy held his hand there and squeezed, forcing Coach to get a good feel. "You're right, Coach, we shouldn't be doing this. Now keep rubbing it and tell me how it feels."

"Ah.... you're getting hard, Randy."

"Yeah, Coach, you're making me hard. Feels good, doesn't it? My big hard cock in your hand; getting big and hard for you."

"Randy .... ah ...."

"Pull over, Coach" Randy directed. "Go ahead. Pull over." Coach pulled to the side of the road and turned off the engine.

"Push your seat back, Coach" Randy directed. As Coach did as he was told, Randy reached behind his head and pulled him down just inches from his crotch. "Get it out, Coach. I think you'll find the big cock in there you've been dreaming about. This is your present, Coach. Just for you." Randy's shorts were so tight and his cock so hard, that even though Coach unbuttoned and unzipped them, the big cock was snaking down his right leg and he was struggling to get it out into the air. Randy finally raised up slightly so Coach could pull the shorts down to his knees. When it finally popped up Randy grabbed it and taking Coach by the hair rubbed the tip back and forth against his lips. Coach opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, but Randy pulled his head back a few inches just out of reach of the cock.

"Stick that tongue out, Coach" Randy said. He held Coach's head so that by sticking his tongue out as far as he could, he could barely touch the tip of the cock. "Lick it, Coach. Lick the tip of my cock." Coach flipped his tongue back and forth just touching the tip of Randy's cock. Randy had really been easy on Coach the first time he let him suck him, and really didn't get blown the way he liked it. But this time, Coach was going to have to work a little harder at it. This time it was going to be Randy's pleasure that counted, not Coach's. Coach was going to get his pleasure out of being subjugated and controlled by a hot muscle stud. Randy had been teasing Coach for weeks now so he figured with all the build up and anticipation, Coach should be hot to take it any way he could get it.

Easing up on his hold on Coach's hair, Randy finally allowed Coach to take the tip in his mouth. "Suck the tip, babe. Just the tip. Let me feel your hot mouth" Randy said. Randy just watched for a couple minutes. Then he started pushing Coach's head down, and down, and down. Coach gagged but Randy held him tightly for four or five seconds before letting him go. Coach came up gasping, but Randy pushed him back down. Coach gagged again, and Randy again held him for a few seconds before letting go. Coach came up gasping and coughing. Randy grabbed his cock and pushed Coach's face down to his swollen balls.

"My balls now, Coach" Randy ordered. "Lick my balls." Coach followed his orders and started licking. "Suck em and kiss em too, Coach. Really worship those mothers." Coach obeyed, really getting into it now, as Randy rubbed his nine-incher against his cheek. Randy just watched with pleasure as his powerful muscled Coach buried his face in his crotch with his big cock bouncing against his face. He loved the feeling of power of controlling this hunky older man.

"Okay, Coach, let's try again. Hey, man, you've got to be able to take it deep. Don't gag or choke on it, man. Hold your breath and take it deep." Aiming his cock at Coach's mouth once more, Randy pushed him down on his cock. He didn't stop until he was all the way to the root, and Coach's nose was buried in his crotch hair.

"Holy Shit" he yelled as he felt his cock slide into Coach's throat. "That's it, man! Way to go!" Randy held him for only a second or two before letting him up to catch a breath.

"That was fantastic, man. Do it again. Do it again for me, Coach." With Randy pushing down, Coach swallowed it deep once more. "Yeah, man" Randy yelled. "Now hold it, hold it." When he started to choke, Randy let go of his head entirely.

"Okay, Coach. You're going to make a fantastic cocksucker with a little practice. But for now, just make it feel good for me. Focus on my cock and imagine what it takes to make me feel really, really good." Coach started gripping the cock tightly with his lips as he bobbed his head up and down and sucked hard on the big cock. He still couldn't believe how big this boy's prick was but sucking it and following the boy's demands was incredibly exciting.

"A little deeper, babe" Randy directed and Coach started taking more cock, all the way to the entrance to his throat, as he continued bobbing up and down. He was so turned on that he grabbed his own cock through his pants and rubbed it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh," he yelled as he started to shoot in his pants. The ejaculation was terrific and the feeling was intense as he shot over and over in his pants. Even through the throes of his ejaculation he kept sucking, totally turned on by his demanding young master. Randy felt Coach bury his face in his crotch and felt his cock go incredibly deep into the man's throat, and that did it for him.

"Yeeeaaaoooh" Randy howled as he started to cum in the hot throat. He held on to Coach's head as he jacked in and out of his mouth shooting squirt after squirt of cream. Coach was still quivering and shaking uncontrollably from the excitement of his ejaculation as he swallowed this muscle boy's cum.

Randy just held him there for a bit as his cock started to soften in his mouth. Finally he let go of his head, and Coach raised up, sitting upright behind the wheel. Both of them just sat back for a few minutes getting their breath back.

"You didn't get it all, Coach. Get back here and clean it up" he said as he pulled Coach's head back down to his crotch. Coach thought to question it, but Randy was already forcing his head down, so he went ahead and licked Randy's crotch clean.

"Okay, Coach. Good job, man. Now pull my shorts up and put my cock away.

"Now, Randy......." Coach said as he tried to raise his head.

"Damn it, Coach. Do what I tell ya" Randy demanded as he held his head. "Put my god damn cock back in my pants!" Coach was totally intimidated now and meekly pulled Randy's shorts up, stuffed the cock in, and with some difficulty, buttoned him up.

He was astounded that he was now completely under this boy's control. He was stunned that he was accepting this humiliation and realized that he would grovel for this young kid without question if ordered to. And he had no doubt Randy was going to require a lot of groveling.

"Good boy, Coach" Randy giggled as he reached over and patted Coach on the back of the head. "Real good. And my cock loves you. Now let's head for home. I got to get back and work out this afternoon." Coach tried to get as comfortable as possible with his jockeys soggy with his cum, as he got the car back on the road.

"That was your present for helping me out with Chase next weekend" Randy laughed. "I hope you liked it. Maybe if you're good I'll give you another present sometime soon."

Coach was stunned but realized that yes, he did enjoy it. He did enjoy this cocky young muscle boy controlling him and knew he would be willing to do it again.

Randy already was coming up with some ideas. Maybe he'd fuck Coach next time, and maybe he'd bring Jason along and let him watch. He knew Coach would be mortified to get fucked by his student while another looked on, and it made him hot just to think about it. Yeah, he might get around to giving Coach a present real soon.

Exactly at 9:00 AM on Saturday Randy pulled up to the men's dorm in his VW. Chase let him in after he knocked at the door. "Nice to see you again, Randy" Chase said as they shook hands. Chase was wearing a Wheaton College sweatshirt and jeans and tennis shoes. He looked incredible; even in that bulky sweatshirt. This guy was so fucking hot every girl in the college must have creamed their panties every time they saw him. Why he would wear that stupid sweatshirt and cover it up was beyond Randy.

Randy was dressed to kill, again wearing his super tight grey spandex shorts which showed his healthy bulge in front, and also wrapped tight around his ass and into the crack in back. Wade had remarked several times that Randy had a beautiful ass, and for Wade's twin, Randy definitely wanted to show off his best features. He was wearing a wife beater on top which hid very little of his muscular upper body. If this didn't turn Chase on, he didn't know what would. Chase gave him a good long look as he entered, but Randy didn't see the lust in his eyes he was hoping for. Well, give it time.

"Ah, Chase. I'm really embarrassed here, but Coach had to go to an out-of-town meeting today and we can't have that meet at ten o'clock. However, I was able to talk to the wrestling squad and they said they would love to get together and have you help them out. I'm really sorry, but I hope you won't mind coming anyway to give us some pointers. We can't use the school gym, but I have a set up in my garage we can use, and you'll have half dozen guys there to work with. I'll bring you back here to the dorm whenever you want."

"Well, I don't know, Randy" Chase said. "If your coach isn't going to be there...."

"Oh please, Chase. Please come" Randy pleaded. "I'm begging you. I saw you wrestle, and I really like your style, and I know you could help the guys. And I can't believe the size of your muscles. You are incredible, and I know your strength and expertise could help us a lot. I drove all the way here just to pick you up. Please come."

Chase smiled. This kid was so young and eager that he really couldn't refuse. "Okay, Randy" he laughed. "Don't get carried away. I'll come. Just let me get my gym bag and leave a note for my roommate. What time do you suppose we'll be done?"

"Well, we'll probably have lunch and maybe another session after, so I would say by 3:00." Chase wrote a note for his roommate.

"Ahhh...,Chase" Randy stuttered. "Ah...could you do me a favor? You have the most incredible body that I have ever seen with those big muscles, and I don't understand why you're hiding it under that sweatshirt. Do you think you could take it off so the guys could see what an incredible physique you have?"

"Come on, kid" Chase laughed. "We're not in this for the look, we're in it for the wrestling. But, just for you, I'll take it off." Pulling the sweatshirt up and over his head, Chase showed a snug white T-shirt underneath which showed off his beautiful physique. He then performed a double bicep pose. "Is this the body you're talking about?" he chuckled. He couldn't help but notice Randy's look of awe on his face. This kid knew how to admire muscles.

"Okay, we'll leave the sweatshirt behind for today. Besides, I've got my singlet in my gym bag if we need it."

Randy was about to cream his jeans. He wanted to drop down on his knees immediately and push his face into this gorgeous creature's crotch. This was Wade. This was the spitting image of his master. He actually gasped for breath as he tried to control his emotions. He wanted this guy so bad. He wanted him to use him, to dominate him. His cock was so hard it hurt, and it was stretching down his leg trying to break its way out of his shorts.

Chase gave him a strange questioning look and took note of Randy's big hard cock and Randy's heavy breathing., so he could clearly see that Randy was gay and was very turned on to his muscles.

"Randy, let's be clear, I don't go with kids" he said. "I'm sorry but you're too young for me. I've got a lover at the moment, a professor here at the college. You said we were in this for the wrestling, didn't you? Well, are we? Or did you have something else in mind?"

"Christ, Chase. I'm sorry. But you are so gorgeous. I've never seen anyone with muscles like yours. But I promise today will be wrestling only. I'm sorry, but you turn me on something awful."

"Well, keep your prick in your pants or we can forget about today" Chase warned.

"God, I'm sorry, Chase" Randy said. "I promise today will be wrestling, and only wrestling."

Randy was squirming all the way on the drive home he was so turned on. The tight shorts kept him hard, and he wanted to lick the biceps of the guy next to him so bad he could hardly stand it. Of course, Randy lied to him, because wrestling was the very last thing on his mind when he looked at him. Chase was an absolute demigod, and right now Randy was willing to give his right arm just to be allowed to lick his ass, just like he would for Wade. This guy was truly worthy of worship, just like Wade. During the drive they talked about wrestling, the weather, college life, and high school stuff. However, Randy was salivating the whole way.

As part of Randy's plans for the day, he had told Jason, Landon, and Jack to meet him in his garage. He also got Jamie to come although he wasn't a wrestler, but he was only there for window dressing anyway. Besides, Jamie was as excited as Randy about seeing Wade's twin. Just wait until Chase finds out there are going to be five young muscle studs, all gay and hot to trot and none of them particularly interested in getting wrestling pointers. Randy didn't know how things were going to go, but the preferred result would be to get rid of the guys leaving him and chase together to get it on. If Chase wanted the whole gang to worship him that was acceptable, but Randy really wanted him all to himself. Randy didn't care what it took, he was going to have Chase today.

As they entered Randy's garage, he immediately saw there was a problem. Landon was bleeding from a cut under his eye, and he and Jason were both red in the face and had their fists up about to swing. Jack and Jamie were standing back watching.

"Stop it right now" Randy yelled. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Don't you dare do this at my house. Who started it?" Both boys were panting but did not say anything. "Jamie, who started it?"

Jamie gave him a startled look. "Ah... I don't know. We just started talking and somehow it just got out of hand."

"Jack. Who started it?" Randy snarled.

"Just like Jamie said. It just kinda got out of hand. They just started yelling at each other."

Randy was so angry that he forgotten all about Chase, and when Randy lost his temper, it was a thing to behold.

"Get on your fuckin knees" he shouted. Jason and Landon fearfully dropped to their knees in front of him with heads bowed. Jack and Jamie, well aware of Randy's temper, got on their knees as well just in case.

Randy grabbed Landon by the hair and gave him a slap to the face. Turning to Jason he did the same thing. "You're both going to get your asses kicked as soon as I get a chance. But for now, you apologize to me! Landon!"

"Please, Boss, I'm sorry" Landon pleaded with tears in his eyes. "I didn't start it, Boss, but I had to defend myself. Please, Boss, I'm sorry" he said.

"Jason!" Randy growled.

"Please, Boss, I'm sorry" Jason said holding his cheek. "But he is such an uppity little shit I just can't stand him. And he tried to hit me first. I just hit him back."

Randy, quick to anger, suddenly realized what he had done. He had blown up in front of Chase.

"Oh Christ, Chase" he said turning toward Chase. "I'm so sorry this happened. Excuse me for losing my temper. I just see red when my boys get out of hand. This is really embarrassing. You must think I'm a total idiot."

Chase had been standing by the door with a shocked look on his face. Seeing this sweet kid who he thought was so eager totally losing control was disturbing to say the least. His incredible anger was frightening. And he was flabbergasted at the obeisance the boys gave him. Calling him boss and getting on their knees for him. Chase had never even imagined such a thing.

"Boys. Get up" Randy ordered. "Boys. Meet Chase Baxter, a super wrestler from Wheaton College. Chase, these guys are on my wrestling squad at school."

Randy had given clear instructions on how the boys were to act with Chase. Chase was a God. He was Wade, Randy's and Jamie's master. He was to be worshiped.

"This is Landon" Randy said, introducing him.

Landon stepped forward and shook hands. "Very happy to meet you, sir" he said and then got on his knees.

"Chase. This is Jason."

"Very happy to meet you, sir" Jason said as he shook hands and got on his knees.

Randy introduced Jamie and Jack in the same way, until all four boys were on their knees at Chase's feet.

Randy didn't know what was going to happen now. He planned this far, but now it was up to Chase. "We are yours to command, Chase, sir. We are available for your pleasure."

"Randy. What the hell is going on here?"

"Chase, Sir. You are a god to us" Randy said nervously. "Anybody that looks like you deserves to be worshiped and we want to worship you. We'll do anything you want, Sir."

Randy was at a loss at what to do next. If Chase said no all his planning was all for naut.

"Well, this is stupid" Chase said. "I don't want to be worshiped. I may be gay, but I can assure you this is not my thing. Besides, I have a steady boy friend at college. This is a bunch of crap, Randy, and you're getting me pissed off. I think you better turn around and take me home."

"Ah, please, Chase. Please. Let's at least talk about this" Randy pleaded. "Hey guys" he ordered. "Get your butts out of here so Chase and I can have a talk. I'll call you in later. And you two" he said speaking to Landon and Jason. "Don't you even fuckin look at each other." The boys got up and left the garage.

After closing the door behind them, Randy pushed Chase over to the weight bench and set him down on it. Then he got on his knees. "First of all, I want to apologize, Chase. You are the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, and I set this up just so I could be with you. You make my heart flutter every time I even look at you. I'm really sorry if I upset you."

"Alright, Randy, stop it" Chase said. "I can't help but be flattered since you are such a good-looking kid, but I told you I have a steady boyfriend at school."

"Please, Chase. Don't I turn you on at all?" Randy pleaded.

"Randy, you really are hot and you would turn anyone on" Chase said "but I'm really not into worship, and besides you're jail bate. I fuck you and I go to jail."

"Oh, come on, Chase. Nobody believes I'm under eighteen. In fact, because I have such a great body, most think I'm older than that. So, that's just an excuse. Please, Chase. You're already here and I'll do anything you want. Absolutely anything. Don't you want to fuck me?"

"Alright, Randy. That's enough" Chase said as he stood up. "It's time you took me back to campus."

Randy realized he was losing the battle by pleading with Chase. He wanted him so bad that he could have screamed. He had to have him. He couldn't let him get away now. He just couldn't. Standing up, Randy grabbed Chase's arms and gave him a quick kiss. If pleading wasn't working, Randy decided to try direct action. Randy kissed him a second time, and then on the third time,

Chase seemed to return the third kiss but then stepped back. "Cut it out, Randy. As gorgeous as you are, I'm not into kids worshiping me. My current boy friend is a professor at the college."

"Don't call me a kid, Chase" Randy said. "I'm not a kid. I'm a man, and a good-looking bodybuilder besides. Your incredible body turns me on something fierce, and you cannot tell me that my muscles don't turn you on! I know damn they do and I can see it in your pants."

Actually, Chase's current boyfriend had only an okay build, but he had a nice piece of meat in his pants. However, Chase had to admit Randy looked even bigger. And, no doubt about it, Randy was a real turn on. Young and sexy; with an amazing body and a big cock, what was not to like?

Besides not ordinarily being interested in young people, Chase thought Randy was a little too aggressive, and a little too vain. Besides, he was annoyed that Randy had manipulated him and brought him here.

"All right, Randy, cut it out" he demanded. "I think we better call it a day. You can take me back home."

"Come on, Chase. You are so fucking gorgeous." Randy stepped forward and gave him another kiss and pushed his crotch up tight against him. This time he held Chase's head and added some tongue action during the kiss. Chase did not return the kiss but Randy knew he was turned on because he could feel the hard-on pushing back against him.

Chase was turned on but Randy was beginning to think that he was simply not the aggressive type. Because of Chase's spectacularly muscled body, it had not occurred to Randy that he could possibly be anything less than a total dominant. But now he was beginning to wonder. It looked like Chase was willing to let his partner take the lead; and Randy was more that willing to do so.

Randy wanted Chase desperately and would do whatever was necessary to get him. He felt a shot of excitement shoot up his spine as he considered dominating this demigod. Good lord, could he really dominate this guy? Is this what this muscle god wanted? Randy was more than willing to take over and control this Greek god if that was what he wanted. In fact, this would make the scene much hotter than he could possibly have imagined.

As Randy held his head keeping the kiss going, Chase finally started kissing him back. Randy moved one hand to a tight grip on Chase's hair. Very gradually, as they kissed, he began to pull; harder and harder. Chase groaned and finally mumbled through the kiss. "Don't, Randy. That hurts."

"That's alright, babe" Randy whispered back. "It's supposed to hurt." Chase groaned again as they continued kissing, and Randy reached up with his other hand and grabbed Chase's nipple and started to pinch it. "Yeah, baby" he mumbled through the kiss. "Feel the pain." Chase groaned but continued returning Randy's kiss.

"Aw, Randy. Please, Randy. It hurts" he whispered, but interestingly, he made no attempt to push Randy away. Letting go of Chase's tit, Randy reached down and cupped his ass, and began to massage it.

"Nice ass, baby" he mumbled. "You are so fucking hot. You are the hottest fucking stud I have ever seen, and I want you bad." Randy broke the kiss and started to lick and kiss all over Chase's face. He had to stand on tip toes to do it, but he kissed every inch of his face; licking his forehead, kissing his eyes, and licking back and forth over his lips and nose.

"Please, Randy, stop" Chase whispered. "I don't want to do this."

"Yes you do," Randy answered softly as he let go of Chase's ass and grabbed his crotch through the jeans, finding an extremely hard cock. "I know you do. This hard cock tells me you want it." Randy took hold of Chase's hand and pulled it into his crotch. "Feel this, babe" he said. "See how hot I'm getting for you. I want it bad, and so do you."

Holding Chase's hand against his cock and still pulling his hair with the other, Randy started kissing him more aggressively. "Jesus Christ you are so fucking hot, Chase" he murmured. "You're the most gorgeous man I have ever seen." Then gradually, still pulling on Chase's hair, Randy began to put downward pressure on him. As Chase started groaning from the pain, Randy put his other hand on his shoulder and forced him to his knees. The instant Randy had him on his knees he pulled his face into his crotch and started rubbing his spandex covered cock against his nose.

"This is what you want, muscle boy" Randy said seductively. "I saw you noticing how big I was. I think a big one really turns you on." Chase would never have admitted it to anyone but that was mostly true. And Randy was definitely as big or bigger than any of his previous sexual partners.

"Lick it for me, muscle boy. Go ahead and chew on it. Let me feel your hot mouth."

Chase started licking the enormous cock that was pressing into his face. Jesus, this was a big one and he did like rubbing his nose against it. He started chewing on it through the tight shorts as Randy demanded. Randy's forceful manner, which had annoyed him at first, was now beginning to turn him on. Yes, he liked a strong, powerful partner.

He felt Randy let go of his head, and when he glanced up, he saw that he had put his hands on his hips, spread his legs wide, and had a smirk on his face. Chase found that look of total arrogance to be a real turn on, and he felt a surge of excitement shoot through his body.

Randy just watched for a while with that smug look on his face as his cock was being worshiped by a superman. He was blown away having this god on his knees before him, and he was definitely going to take advantage of it.

"Okay, babe, that's terrific, but let's get these shorts off and get to the real thing. Go ahead, Chase. Pull `em off." Chase unbuttoned and unzipped the shorts and with some difficulty tugged them down over Randy's muscled thighs. The big cock popped out and actually hit him on the cheek as he lowered the shorts. Randy stepped out of them and grabbing Chase by the arms and pulling him up, pushed him backwards to the wrestling mat. Once there, he forced him down on his butt and then stepped forward, straddling his legs. Chase was so tall that sitting on his butt gave Randy a better angle than being on his knees.

"Oh yeah, Chase" he chuckled. "This is what we both want. My cock and your mouth. And I can see it's going to fit like a glove." He just stood watching as Chase started sucking; He was ecstatic. The most beautiful man he had ever seen was on his knees in front of him sucking his dick. Chase was so beautiful, and such a perfect copy of Wade, that part of Randy still yearned to worship him. But having him on his knees giving him head was so incredible that Randy thought the top of his head was going to blow right off.

He tried to imagine Wade giving him a blowjob, but the concept was so far fetched as to be beyond comprehension. Suddenly, the image of Wade sucking him made Randy so hot that he knew he was only seconds away from cuming. He pulled his cock out of Chase's mouth and stepped back breathing hard. "Go down" he said aloud but talking to his cock. "Go down, go down, go down." Chase was on his knees looking at him with a puzzled look on his face, as Randy tried to get his cock and his emotions under control.

Randy was in total turmoil. A part of him desperately wanted to lick this guy's muscles, but the feeling of power of having this gorgeous creature sucking him was overwhelming. He wanted to worship this demigod, but at the same time he wanted to dominate him. All in all, it was making him crazy with desire and lust, and much too hot much too quickly.

But he did get his cock under control.

Finally, Randy got down on his knees, sitting on Chase's massive thighs, with their two hard cocks touching. Taking hold of Chase's head, Randy pulled him into another kiss. Chase reached and grabbed Randy's cock, but Randy pulled his hand away. "Just let me cool off for a minute, man" Randy mumbled. "You make me so fuckin hot."

Chase was just as much into kissing as Randy was and they went at it for about ten minutes. Then Randy stood back up. "Okay, man. Let's get back at it" he said as he pushed his mostly hard cock back into Chase's mouth. Randy now knew this was his ball game and this gorgeous godlike creature was his, so he took total control. Holding on to Chase's head, he pushed his cock slowly all the way to the root. Chase took it all the way into his throat without gagging or choking. "Jesus Christ, Chase" he gasped. `You really know how to take a guy's cock.'

Pulling back, Randy started slowly fucking in deep, holding for a couple seconds, and then back out, going slowly so he wouldn't get too hot too soon. The feeling of going to the root with each thrust was fantastic, right up until he looked down and saw `Wade' on his knees sucking him. That was just too much. A hot surge shot through his body right to the tip of his cock, and he was on the verge all over again. Imagining Wade on his knees for him was one thing, but actually seeing him; the hottest, most incredible, most astonishing man on the planet, was something else altogether. Randy totally freaked out, his brain exploding, and he started to shoot. The pleasure and the excitement were so intense that Randy screamed aloud.

"Eeeeyyyyyoooooh" he screamed. "Shiiiiiit" he screamed again. He watched himself cuming in his Master's mouth, into Wade's mouth. Total euphoria. "Shit, shit, shit!" he yelled.

As he fired into Chase's/Wade's mouth the door flew open and his boys rushed in to see what the screaming was about. Chase heard the commotion and tried to pull back, but Randy had a good hold and was not about to let him go. Randy was in a frenzy, totally crazy with passion as he fired shot after shot into the god at his feet.

All good things must come to an end, and Randy pulled out just before the last shot which went into Chase's/Wade's face. He screamed again, not only imagining Wade with cum on his face but actually seeing it. "Eeyyyooh. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus."

His four boys watched in amazement to see this gorgeous demigod on his knees, with Randy obviously shooting his cum into his face. Jamie got instantly hard since he was thinking the same as Randy; that this guy on his knees was a splitting image of Wade, his muscle god, his muscle master. He grabbed his cock and began rubbing it through his pants. The other boys, knowing Randy well, were not totally surprised that Randy had taken control of this giant bodybuilder, and turned him into his cocksucker.

Randy was not done yet, although his breath was beginning to get back to normal. He began to rub his still hard nine inches all over Chase/Wade's face, smearing the cum around as he looked down and luxuriated in the picture of his newest cocksucker. Randy banged his cock against Chase's face a few more times, the then finally let go of his head and stepped back.

"Jesus, man. You are one hell of a cocksucker" he said to Chase. His four boys looked on in awe watching super boy Randy with a shit eating grin on his face, smearing his cum all over this incredibly gorgeous muscle god's face. This sixteen year old boy's power and control was beyond comprehension. He was unquestionably a wizard.

Randy grabbed a towel and wiped off his cock and handed it to Chase. "Here, Chase. Clean that cum off your face." Randy went to his gym bag, pulled out a jock strap and slipped into it. "Okay, Jack and Jamie. Thanks for your help. You can take off now since we're going to be busy here. I'll call you later."

"Please, Boss, please "Jamie pleaded, still rubbing his fully charged cock. "I gotta see this. I would never forgive myself if I didn't stay and see this, seeing you as Wade's master."

"You better never say a word to Wade about this. Never!" Randy said. "He would kill me. But you've seen enough. Get your ass out of here!" Jack and Jamie grudgingly left.

"Okay, guys. Strip" Randy ordered. "Down to your undies." Chase was beginning to understand Randy's power as he watched Jason's and Landon's quick obedience since they started stripping immediately and were near naked in seconds. "Come on, Chase" he said as he pulled Chase's T-shirt out of his pants, and then up over his head. "Show us that incredible body you're hiding under those clothes."

Randy was pleased to see that both Landon and Jason were wearing jock straps. Randy hated underwear and they knew it, since he wore either a jock strap or nothing at all. His boys obviously wanted to emulate him which made him smile. He would have to make sure to give them some attention in recognition of their devotion.

"I said, take your clothes off, Chase" Randy said as Chase just stood there. "Get out of those pants." He had blown Randy but had not yet cum himself, so he was still hot and hard. And, he had to admit, he was turned on by Randy's dominating nature. Watching him ordering his boys around and now ordering him around as well was hot. And, he had to admit, Randy's cock was the nicest one he had ever had in his mouth.

Chase pulled his shoes off and then removed his pants. His cock was clearly hard as he stood up in only his jockey shorts.

"Landon" Randy said as he snapped his fingers. London jumped to his side. "Get on his ass." Landon scurried around behind Chase, got down on his knees, and immediately stuck his face into his ass. "Jason, do his cock" Randy ordered. Jason leaped over to Chase, got down, and stuck his face into Chase's crotch. Since no instruction was given, the boys sucked Chase through his underwear.

Chase was shocked into immobility for the moment. Then Randy stepped forward, straddling Jason, and started licking Chase's chest.

Chase was getting it from three very beautiful young muscled boys at the same time. The shock wore off quickly and was replaced by ecstasy. Having his chest, cock and ass all worshipped at the same time were sending hot surges through his body. He had never imagined that anything could feel so exhilarating.

Busily licking this demigod's chest, Randy put his hands on the big round shoulders and gradually moved them down to the melon sized biceps. His heart started beating faster, and he started gasping for breath as he actually whimpered with desire as he felt up this incredible superman. He'd never in his life been so turned on to anyone's muscles as he was right now. Having a `Wade' available to fuck and feel and control was the hottest thing he could imagine, totally mind blowing. Shit, his cock was getting hard all over again for this guy's unbelievable body.

He knew he was going to have to make this quick, because the intense desire was so overwhelming that it was going to make him cum too fast and ruin it for him yet again.

"Jace, get those off" he ordered, and Jason grabbed Chase's jockey shorts and pulled them down to his ankles. Now Landon and Jason got back to work licking and kissing bare skin while Randy continued feeling up the demigod's massive biceps while worshiping his chest.

But Randy was so turned on, he couldn't wait. Grabbing Chase by the shoulders, he started pushing him backwards over to the weight bench with the two worshiping boys stumbling aside. Pushing Chase down on the bench, he pulled his legs up. Bending down, Randy spit on Chase's ass and immediately stuck a finger into the tight hole. Chase let out a yelp. After finger-fucking him a few times, Randy added some more spit and stuck two fingers into the hole. He was way too hot to wait any longer, and lifting the legs up on his shoulders, he aimed his nine inches at the tight hole and pushed.

Jason and Landon were setting back on their heels watching in awe, but Randy wanted them involved. "Worship time, boys. Get on his body" he ordered. Landon got on one side and Jason on the other and they both started licking and kissing Chase's massive chest.

Randy pushed the head of his cock into the tight ass.

"Randy, Randy" Chase gasped. "Easy, easy. It's been a while. Take it easy."

Randy hesitated for ten or fifteen seconds and then pushed some more. Chase let out a moan and a gasp. "Jesus, Randy" he gasped. "You're so big."

That brought a big smile to Randy's face. Chase's ass felt super tight, partly because his sphincter muscles were as powerful as the rest of his muscles, and partly because Randy hadn't loosened him up as much as usual. But Randy was determined, and he pushed harder and got another inch or so into the ass.

"Jesus, Randy" Chase moaned. "What the fuck are you sticking in me. Feels like a god damn telephone pole."

"Feels good to me, Wade" Randy grunted. "Almost there" he lied. "Almost all the way in." Randy then pushed harder, much harder and finally forced the muscled ass to open up for him. About half of his cock slid into the tight, tight hole.

Chase really let out a wail, but Randy waited to give him a chance to adjust. He watched Jason and Landon worshiping him for almost a whole minute before he pushed again, and this time kept pushing until he was in all the way to the hilt. Lying down on top of Chase with his cock in tight and pushing Jason and Landon out of the way, he started kissing him. Then, lifting his head slightly and looking Chase in the eye, Randy spit a wad of saliva into his mouth. Chase felt a hot flash of excitement shoot through his body as Randy continued kissing him. Getting fucked by this hunky kid was hot and getting his spit was even hotter. This was turning out to be one of the most breathtaking sexual experiences that he had ever had. He was hotter than hell.

Finally, Randy started moving. Lifting up off of Chase and breaking the kiss, he started to fuck. All the way out to the tip, and then all the way back into the tight hole. He started going slowly at first, in and out and in and out. He had just cum a few minutes before so he thought he could hold out, but just looking at this man below him drove him into a frenzy. He found that if he kept his eyes closed, he would not see the incredible muscle man under him, but if he looked, he saw Wade, he saw his master and his cock went crazy.

Jason and Landon were both sitting back on their heels watching and slowly playing with themselves. Watching these two studs, muscled Randy and demigod Chase, their muscles gleaming with sweat and both grunting loudly, was as erotic as anything they could imagine. As much as they respected and venerated Randy, they were still surprised at the ease with which he subjugated this giant.

Randy was really going to town now, and Chase was loving every minute of it. Chase thought Randy was gorgeous to begin with, but he'd never even imagined being dominated like this and was in seventh heaven. Randy, with his eyes closed was banging away, but made the mistake of opening his eyes. And what he saw was Wade, his lord and master.

He felt a shot of lightening shoot through his body and his cock began to quiver in expectation. Trying to hold on, he gasped at Chase: "Jerk it, babe. Come on do it. Cum for me, babe."

Chase still hadn't cum but was hotter than hell so it didn't take more than a few jerks on his cock to start spurting. And Randy was right behind him as he let go too. And, not too surprising, Landon and Jason had really got into the erotic picture they were watching, and within seconds they were both shooting their loads as well. Four gorgeous hunks, men and boys all shooting their jism, all at the same time.

When Randy began to calm down, he gently pulled his cock out of Chase's ass and lay down on the floor on his back. Chase put his legs down, but otherwise did not move from the bench. Landon and Jason, both sitting on their heels after shooting their loads, just waited for them to recover.

Finally, Randy sat up. "Come here, boys. Get on my cock, both of you" he ordered.

Randy knew he was showing off, but he couldn't help it; it felt so good. He'd already dominated Chase, but he also wanted him to be impressed with his power and control over his boys.

"One on each side, lick it clean" he ordered. "And I want to see you tonguing each other as you go." The boys got busy licking Randy's cock, and yes, as much as they disliked each other their tongues had to touch. "Hey, Chase" Randy called. "Ever get you cock sucked by two guys at the same time?" Chase finally sat up on the bench and watched the action at Randy's crotch. "How about having two cute muscle boys going down on you at the same time? Pretty cool heh?"

"You are a demon, Randy. No doubt about it" Chase said in awe. He could hardly believe this gorgeous kid was even human. He was a demigod.

"Alright, boys" Randy said. "It looks like Chase got his cum all over that washboard stomach of his. Go take care of it. Lay back down, Chase. Lay down so they can clean you up." Following Randy's instructions, the boys got busy licking Chase's stomach and crotch. Still on his elbows, Randy just watched.

And, as to be expected, when being worshiped by two beautiful muscle boys Chase started getting hard.

"Okay, boys" Randy ordered. "Make him cum. Both of you together, you know how to do it. And I want to see you kissing." Showing perfect obedience, one on each side of the bench, they started working on Chase's prick.

They did know how to do this because they had done it several times for Randy, both of them actually being forced to kiss each other as they sucked him. As per Randy's orders, this time they tangled tongues as they worked to get Chase hot. For Chase, having two pretty young muscle boys working his cock, the feeling was marvelous. They were very talented and obviously knew what they were doing and although Chase had just cum he wasn't sure how long he could hold out, so he just lay back and enjoyed it. What brought him to his peak was feeling two tongues teasing the tip of his circumcised cock at the same time. When he opened his eyes, he saw they were kissing each other with the tip of his cock in both their mouths. It was so erotic that the hot surge shot through him and he started to cum.

When Randy heard Chase begin to moan, he quickly got up and grabbed both boys by the hair and held them there as Chase started shooting. The first shot went between their lips, and as Randy held them cheek to cheek, the additional shots splashed into both their faces. It was incredibly hot, and Randy felt a stirring in his cock as he watched.

Once Chase seemed to be calming down, Randy decided to put the screws to Jason and Landon. They were still on either side of the bench as he pulled their faces together right above Chase's face. "Go ahead and lick it up" he ordered. "Take turns, but lick that cum off of your faces." Both boys sighed in frustration as they started obeying Randy's orders. Landon would have rather bitten Jason than lick him, but the thought of facing Randy's wrath was too much. He started licking Jason's face. After a moment Jason did the same, obeying orders and licking the cum off of Landon's face.

Chase was in awe as the boys obedienatly licked each other only inches from his face. "Randy" he said. "I swear, you are a god. You are a superman."

Randy got a huge grin on his face as he grabbed Chase and pulled him to his feet. "Yeah, I am a superman aren't I" he laughed. He gave Chase a quick kiss. "We've got to do this again some time. What do you think?"

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