Muscle Men Studs

"Ohhhhhh, God," I whimpered in a way that wasn't at all masculine, but also wasn't particularly feminine. I then added, "Shove your dick back in my mouth, Dave."

"A real faggot," Dave said, as he obliged my request and slid his big cock in my mouth.

And at this moment, I became a real faggot. I began to bob on Dave's cock as Bryce slowly fucked my ass, stimulating my prostate in a way that started building pleasure inside me that thankfully counteracted the pain.

"Billy will love him," Bryce said.

"So will Jarod," Dave added.

I didn't know either of those names, but I did know that muscle men tended to work out only with others of their ilk, and thus I assumed they were two fellow muscle men.

"Tightest asshole I've banged in like forever," Bryce said.

"Won't be after your fat cock tears it apart," Dave said, as I bobbed awkwardly on his cock.

Bryce laughed, which sent vibrations through me, "I do love gaping an asshole."

Dave said, "Let's get this faggot to do the work."

"Yeah, ride my cock, faggot," Bryce ordered.

The pain was still there even as some pleasure was building inside me. I'd been struggling inadequately to suck Dave's cock smoothly, and this seemed like a sensible solution.

Bryce stopped moving, deep inside me.

"Rocking horse, faggot," he ordered.

Having watched a lot of porn, I knew exactly what he meant. So I leaned forward slowly, and took Dave deeper into my mouth, my behind leaving Bryce slightly behind.

Then I rocked back, taking nine inches of Bryce's hammer as deep into me as I could.

Slowly, getting the hang of it, I moved forward and took Dave deep in my mouth; I moved backward and took Bryce's cock all the way in my ass.

Forward... back.

Ten inches sliding into my mouth; well, more like eight, for now.

Nine inches in my ass.

It was so exhilarating.

My cock raged.

"Fuck yourself, faggot," Bryce groaned, slapping my ass kind of like ride 'em cowboy.

"Deep throat me, cock sucker," Dave ordered, as I was now taking almost his entire dick in my mouth.

I moaned... the pleasure swallowing up the pain....

I moaned... feeling exhilaration at taking two cocks at once....

I moaned... at being a dirty slut for two hot well-built muscle men....

I began riding faster, now taking both cocks in me smoothly, getting into a perfect rhythm.

Never had I performed so athletically. I wasn't remotely a physical specimen like these two muscle men, but I felt like on some level I was equivalent to them. Together we three were certainly performing like a well-oiled team.

"Do you want my load, faggot?" Bryce groaned after a couple minutes of my doing the fucking.

Dave pulled out of my mouth and I replied, dying to feel his cock twitch and erupt inside me, "Yes please, fill my asshole with your cum."

"Then ride me, slut," Bryce ordered, "hard!" as I stared forward at Dave's chiseled chest and thick biceps while I furiously bounced on Bryce's cock like the bimbo slut I now was.

"Oh yes, fuck," I moaned, feeling nothing but pleasure, and my cock, even though unattended, pulsing like I could come any second.

"I'm going to shoot my load up your asshole," Bryce grunted an instant before spewing hot cum up my ass, which amazingly did trigger my own orgasm as I grunted too, and spewed my load all over the floor.

"Jesus Christ, he just came," Dave gasped, shocked.

"Fuck," I groaned, as the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced coursed through me.

"Shit," Bryce laughed, "that I haven't seen before."

"The guys are going to love him," Dave said, as he grabbed his phone.

"Want more muscle men cock?" Bryce asked, his cock still in my ass.

I should have said no, but of course that isn't what I said at all. I replied, "Yes, please, I want to worship every muscle man's cock you know."

Dave said, "You may want to text your wife you'll be late."

"I already did," I said, as Bryce pulled out.

"You want me in your mouth or ass?" Dave asked.

"I'm your faggot, you choose," I answered, admiring his perfect fucking body.

"Well, I don't really go for sloppy seconds," Dave said, as he slid his cock back in my mouth.

Epilogue:

I swallowed Dave's load a few minutes later, and God it tasted good, and felt amazing gliding down my throat.

Three other college guys heavily into bodybuilding showed up, and for two hours I was circulated between the five of them, usually with a cock in both of my holes, but not always.

One was an amazing Latino Adonis at 6'3", 275 lbs of ripped muscle, and an 8-inch cock. Another was a Mediterranean stud even larger in all ways, at 6'5", 295 lbs, with a chest full of black hair (unlike the rest of the men, whose bodies were hairless), and an 8-inch cock, also full of hair. The last was a black god just over 6 feet and slightly slimmer than the others... but with a dick that would frighten even the biggest sluts... 12 inches, and thick.

I took two more loads in my ass.

Three on my face.

Two down my throat.

I came one more time from getting sodomized, when the black stud destroyed my asshole and gave me pleasure even more intense than the previous dicks that had ass fucked me.

I agreed to be at the gym twenty minutes earlier for now, first for Billy and Jarod who finished their workouts then, and would enjoy depositing their morning loads in a willing faggot (their words, and I didn't object)... afterwards I'd be taking loads from Bryce and Dave after their workout.

Every muscle in my body was aching as I walked, somewhat bow-legged, back to my car, feeling cum oozing out of my ass.

There was a text from my wife from ten minutes ago: You almost done?

I texted back: On way home now.

Yet the truth was... I wasn't almost done at all... no, today had been just the beginning.

THE END