Worthy of Worship

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

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

Worthy of Worship

Chapter 22

Cousin Steve and Master Colt

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

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

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

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

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

There was a knock at the door.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh my god" Randy said in amazement.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Answer the question cocksucker" Colt demanded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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