Turned Out by Big Scott Ch. 01

By Keith Hernandez

Scott was a friend. One of my best friends really. But as I lay there over the side of the love seat trying to breathe, trying to process the last 30 minutes, I realized I might have been mistaken.

I was draped over the side of the little half-sofa, my head down, my ass up. My butthole was raw and gaped...cum had just been pumped deep into my bowels. Scott's cum. He stood in the doorway of the bathroom and dried off with a towel. My legs were numb and shaking a little. I couldn't stand. I reached back and touched my bottom, lifting my head a little with a groan.

"Oh come on, it wasn't that bad." Scott said. "You'll get used to it. And I know you came. I could feel it. I came like a motherfucker dude. So did you. The whole street probably heard you."

I looked back at Scott and he was smiling. He was a big man, 6'2" and 200+ pounds. Chiseled abs and a muscular hairy chest from work and the gym. He was a specimen of masculinity, that was for sure. What did he mean? Get used to it? I did come. And I came harder than I had in months. Maybe years...that might have been the most humiliating thing.

He tossed the towel back into the bathroom, revealing his thick cock. It dangled low and lay against his muscular thigh. He turned and padded down the hallway, his white butt glowing against his tanned body. I could hear his big penis slap against his thighs as he disappeared...it brought back a flash memory from a few minutes earlier.

A memory of that big cock being pounded into my backside as he gripped my hips and pulled my ass up, slapping it rhythmically against those same thighs. I remembered him growling as he pressed deeper and deeper as his orgasm ramped up.

He must have hit the spot. He must have hit something because I began to feel like I could pee. And my asshole, stretched as it was, began to send this incredible feeling into my cock and balls and up into my...into my core.

I can't explain it, but as Scott fucked my ass I had an incredibly long and incredibly intense orgasm. An ass-gasm. I cried out and cried out and cried out louder and louder until I was practically screaming. Scott roared and exploded inside me, shooting his big wet load deep inside my ass and holding me up tight against his pelvis. He was fully in me and boy was he big. I blinked away a couple of tears from the mind-blowing climax.

My legs were shaking as Scott let me down and huffed and puffed out of his climax. When he finally pulled out and went to clean up I began to realize how shaken I was. And it wasn't because my friend had just taken me. It wasn't because I had just had my first gay encounter. It was from the orgasm. My insides were churning.

*How It Began*

I think it started with the ass slap. I was at the bar drinking with Scott and some other buddies when I felt a hard slap sting my ass. I looked back and it was Scott laughing and putting his arm around me.

"How they hanging?" he howled. I suppose in retrospect I should have done something. Anything. Punch him in the arm.

I actually didn't do anything, just took a swig of my beer and clasped his hand, with a "What's up?" And that was the pattern.

Usually Scott greeted me with a big laugh and a slap on the ass. Sometimes I said "Hey!" if it really got me, and sometimes he would comment on my ass.

"How can I not slap that ass?" It was all just joking around. Years went by and that was all it was.

When he was drunk, however, the slap was more...more of a slap and grab. Once or twice he followed the slap with a pinch or a squeeze.

I should have put an end to it but it just seemed so innocent. Gay never entered my mind. It just didn't. Hell we had both been married and divorced and we talked about chicks and fucking.

But I definitely knew that Scott had a bit of a thing for my ass. And it was great ass, I must say. Round and firm, it was probably what my girlfriends liked best.

I was a bit smallish for a man, about 5'8" 160lbs. I had a small dick to match. I measured it and it didn't quite reach 5 inches. But I did okay...I was nice-looking and I had a great hair that I could grow out. And I had my high bubble-butt. I did just fine with the ladies. No complaints. And so a part of me just thought the ass stuff was just Scott paying homage to my fine booty.

One night we slipped away from the bars and went to a friend's house with a hot tub. We had a divorced gal with us and we all stripped down to our birthday suits and hopped in.

It was dark so it was hard to see a whole lot. Mostly my eyes were on on the girl's nipples as they bobbed and poked up from the water on occasion. As I got up to go to the bathroom I noticed that Scott's eyes followed me before turning back to

his beer. And I definitely noticed something about Scott...because he made no effort to hide his very large penis.

He got up and did something and when he slid back into the water he paused and took a swig of Bud. His cock was huge! It hung twice as low as mine and was thick. He didn't miss a chance to let us all look.

The gal was the first one to say something, as Scott stood by the hot tub and fiddled with the settings.

She took a drink and glanced over at me and then said, "Dude you are so hung..." Scott just laughed and gave his hips a shake. When he climbed back up he sat on the edge of tub directly across from us, his thick rope hanging there, not even hard.

Things eventually started happening. Me and Scott took turns making out with this chick and she called him "Big Scott" and grabbed his fat schlong.

It rose now and started to point skyward, a rose colored head glistening in the night. My smaller penis was soft, I had trouble getting up. It was awkward with Scott there and he had this huge cock and it just was not happening.

She started to go down on Scott and he groaned as she sucked on him. He looked at me and noticed I was soft and he turned her towards me and told her to get me hard. She did get me hard, by sucking on me.

Scott pulled her off me and laid her on the side of the hot tub and spread her legs. He didn't eat her out, he fingered her for a second or two and told her to keep sucking me. Scott was totally in charge.

I stepped up and leaned over her so she could go back to work on me. Scott, meanwhile, was lining up his meat and began to shove it into her.

She squealed and her eyes flew wide open when he pushed in. She moaned and

curled her legs up, twisting her head off of my little pecker. "Oh my God it's so big! Go slow you're huge..."

Scott fucked her slowly and it was hard for her to keep sucking me. I moved down to her tits and sucked them as he picked up speed. I would suck on the tits and look down at his thick shaft as it pierced her vagina, slick and hard, pounding it and slapping away.

Sometimes his cock would pop out and flop out only inches from my face as I suckled her nipples. Scott announced that he was going to come and I thought, "If he pulls out I"m going to get a face full of jizz."

He did pull out, and I stood up just in time to watch him squirt four or five thick ropes of cum all over her face and tits. He absolutely hosed her...it was impressive.

I definitely was not in his league. After he came I slid my cock around her face and actually into some of Scott's cum. She sucked it off my little dick and began to give me head.

Scott hooted and slapped my bare ass with a loud "Thwack!" It stung and I had to concentrate as hard as I could but I did reach a quick climax in her mouth.

When it was all over we dried off and the girl said "Oh my god look at your ass!"

I turned and could look over my shoulder but didn't see anything. Then Scott looked and laughed.

"You have a big red hand-print on your ass!" she said.

Scott came over and gave it a little rub and put his hand right on it, squeezing it gently. "Yup, perfect fit. Guilty!

Scott was just a lot more masculine than me. He had big strong legs and an ass that looked like it was carved from marble. His abs were thick and ripped. He was hairy and scruffy--a powerful and strong male.

I was none those things.

And he had a huge cock. Long and thick, with a bulbous head. Everything I wish I had. I would watch porn and watch the big cocks pounding away, being sucked on, shooting huge loads and I wanted to be like that. I would jerk off fantasizing that I had a big cock like Scott.

*The First Time*

When we got drunk is when things always got a little weird. That is when Scott got a little grabby with me and silly. And one night it went from silly to serious.

It came out of nowhere, I swear. Obviously I must have been giving off some kind of vibe...but all we were doing was talking about how we fucked that chick in the hot tub. Scott stood up and finished his beer, then stood by my chair as I lay back fiddling with the remote.

"It was hot, dude. No doubt."

I looked to my side and his crotch was right there. I looked up at him and he was looking down at me kind of funny. I had no clue. And then, as if on a complete whim, Scott unsnapped his jeans and unzipped his fly, reaching in and pulling out his half hard cock. It flopped out and he pulled his balls out too, resting them over his zipper and stretching out his meat towards my face. My jaw dropped and I couldn't move...

I snapped out of it and moved my head back quickly but I couldn't take my eyes off of his penis. The head was dark and bulbous, the piss hole staring me right in the eye.

Scott grabbed the back of my head and got a handful of hair, but I resisted, twisting my face away and looking up at him. He was smiling and then he stuck out his jaw and really took charge, forcing my face against his hardening penis.

"Hey dude, no. Dude..!"

I couldn't really talk as his shaft was against my mouth and I didn't want to open up. He had firm control of my head now and I gripped his wrist. The arm of the chair helped me and I kept him away by pushing against it. But he stepped across and now stood right in front of me...I was now pulled right into his crotch as he stood over me, my socked feet slipping on the floor.

He brought his other hand around and took firm control of me, gripping both sides of my head. I looked up at him as we struggled, pleading, looking for some sign that this was just a really bad joke. His balls and shaft rubbed against my face, my cheeks, my lips. His cock was half-hard and I could feel the heat from it.

I had to say something but when I relaxed my mouth and licked my lips to talk his cock-head slid across and touched my lips.

He squeezed hard and said "Come on man, come on..."

I looked up at him and then...I remember how he looked down on me with lust and I felt my resistance start to melt. I had a hold of his forearms and they felt like steel.

I groaned and opened my lips just a little...He saw this and took his cock in his right hand and guided it into my mouth.

The heat from the cock was incredible...it tasted salty and I smelled his body wash. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth up all the way. His cock moved back once and then he pushed himself into me, his semi-hard penis going into my throat, all the way down and into my gullet.

My eyes sprang open as his dick invaded my throat, cutting off my air. I panicked and twisted but he had me firmly in his grasp, pressing his meat in as far as it could go.

He pulled back and I gacked and spluttered all over his big cock. He had let go of it and now he pressed forward again. And once more his penis went all the way in...I couldn't believe it!

Scott pulled his cock back out and it wobbled to one side. He looked down at me and said triumphantly, "Can you believe I just slid my cock down your throat? Can you believe that shit?"

I gasped and tried to get a hold of myself. He had indeed just slid his very large and very thick pecker right down my throat. It was now becoming fully stiff as he took it in hand and fed it to me again, pushing my lips back and sliding over my tongue.

It was getting too big and too hard to get down my throat again, and he pressed and banged my mouth for several seconds, choking me and gagging me, causing me to tear up.

This was insane! One minute I was watching TV with my buddy and the next minute...I'm getting throated like a cheap slut!

For the next couple of minutes Scott face-fucked me as I struggled against him. He now straddled me and resistance was utterly futile unless I chomped down on him.

I wasn't going to do that, so I just took it. I just took his cock...I let him pump it in and out of my mouth, pushing out my cheeks and sometimes gagging me. He took it out a couple of times and I looked up at him to see if the assault was over but before I could say anything he pushed his cock right back in.

Finally, I just surrendered. I stopped fighting it and just accepted my fate. I let my tongue slide out...allowing Scott full access to my mouth.

I relaxed and took a deep breath and Scott said, "Yeah...yeah there you go. Take it. Suck cock. Suck...no one has to know. This can be just us."

I looked up at him as he spoke and groaned...my mouth took the shape of an "O" and Scott looked up at the ceiling and let out a long soft moan as he held my head in his hands and gently pumped my mouth, using it for his pleasure.

He relaxed his grip but I continued to rock back and forth, giving him head, my lips tightening and sliding back and forth on his thick pecker.

"Ahhhh....that's it man. That's it. Thataboy...mmmmm."

I was giving my buddy head. His superior cock was in my mouth and I was nursing on the head, then bobbing back and forth a little.

My hands finally managed to get free between his legs and I brought one up to hold his hard shaft. I could feel how hard he was and how hot his penis was. It was a big, thick pecker. There was plenty of room for my hand to wrap around his base as I gave in to him with my mouth.

"Suck my cock...suck it," Scott said.

I looked up at him and felt pure shame as my cheeks caved in and his cock-head almost came out, resting on my wet lips and then on my outstretched tongue. I slid him in and out a couple more times...

"Go deeper buddy, come on," he said firmly, his hand tightening on the back of my head.

So I glanced up and then opened wide, taking half of his length in before clasping my lips on his meat and sucking. I did as he wanted, I took his orders. I sucked deeper and was going about as far as I could with each stroke.

He sucked in his breath with a hiss..."That's it, suck it like a good cocksucker...that's it...you're my boy...give good head. Suck good cock boy...suck that big daddy dick."

The more excited he got the more dirty he got. "You like that big cock don't you? You like sucking dick don't you? Are you my bitch? You gonna be a slut for me?"

All I could do was groan "mummph!" as he fucked my mouth. I was going to say "No I'm not!" but the reality was inescapable. I had put up a fight but surrendered.

Now I was sucking him off. I was sucking off big Scott.

I admit it. I was actively and willingly sucking Scott's cock. I was resigned to the fact that he was going to cum in my mouth or spray in my face.

It had not occurred to me that this was just foreplay to being fucked up the ass. But with a groan, Scott pulled away and padded off into the dark hallway, returning a moment later holding something in his hand.

I just sat back trying to gather myself when he grabbed me up and sort of turned me around, bending me over the love seat and jerking my pants down. My stomach dropped and panic shot through me.

"No! No Scott..." I started.

"Relax, just relax," Scott said, cutting me off.

"I'm straight horned up now dude," he said, settling in behind me with his powerful legs pressing against mine, pinning me down.

I tried to twist away but he could apparently hold me down with one strong arm. I could hear something click and the next thing I felt was a warm, wet object pressed into my ass cheeks. It slid up my crack...it was Scott's cock!

"Hey! Not that Scott no...!" I pleaded with him for the next few moments as he held me down and slid back and forth into my crack.

"You have an absolutely fine ass," he said, ignoring everything I said.

I had to make a decision...I was struggling at about 50% and I felt pretty sure if I started screaming and fighting full force I could at least make things really difficult for him.

But dignity is a tricky thing...and I hesitated to completely freak out. I had just been sucking his cock...my mind flashed to his thick cock in my mouth, to his hands smacking my ass all those times, to him squeezing my butt.

It all flashed through and I just couldn't get myself all the way to the point where I

fought back full force.

His cock pressed against my butthole, hurting it for a moment before he pulled back. It was not an unfamiliar feeling. I had experimented from time to time in the past with anal while I masturbated. I had a medium sized plug that I used on a girlfriend and I had lubed it up and used it on myself a few times when I was really horny.

It always seemed like a lot of work and it never felt that good, but I knew Scott could penetrate me. I knew what it felt like when the sphincter opened and took something in. Just not anything this big before!

Suddenly there was a sharp crack on my ass, then another, making me hiss with pain as I sucked in my breath. Another slap hard on my other cheek caused me to cry out and wince, groaning as the sting spread across my bottom.

Scott pressed down the small of my back and held me down just as his thumb forced pass my ring and into my rectum.

"Ahhh!" It caught me by surprise.

He then wiped a glob of lube on my crack and put his leg up on the chair and pressed his cock-head against me. It hurt and it didn't get in.

"Come on boy open that ass up," he said, smacking me hard twice on my up-turned rump.

The spanks caused my asshole to clench shut but then open up as I relaxed. He pushed his penis against my crack at just the right time and it started to wedge in. He pulled out and pushed in again, further this time.

"Okay spread your asscheeks open," Scott ordered.

"Spread em! Let's go," he said firmly. I weakly put my head down in the cushion and reached back to my bubble-butt, grasping the cheeks and spreading for him.

"That's a good girl," he said.

Oh my god he called me a girl. Humiliation spread across my face but I took it. I lay face down and ass up, spreading my cheeks for him as he lined up his thick cock and pressed into my rear. My ass relaxed and he slid into me.

I gasped and my mouth flew open to protest but no words came out as I craned my neck up towards the ceiling.

"Unnngggghhh! Ahhhhhunnnggggh!" A deep grunting groan came out of my chest as the thick pole split my ass open and cleaved into my bowels.

Scott was big...so big!

He gripped my hips and controlled my butt, pumping his meat in and out of me in short but firm thrusts. He slowed down but began to go deeper and deeper drawing cries and whines from me as I tried to deal with the cock being plunged in and out of my ass.

I was being butt-fucked! Scott picked up the pace and grabbed me by my shoulders and neck. His fingers dug into me and he would sometimes pull almost all the way out before giving me one or two hard slaps on the ass before he went back to work.

My anus was stretched open and there was a dull pain...I feared I was being hurt but there was pleasure too. I could feel his big head inside me, hitting my spot as he pulled back to make deep penetration.

I was moaning and my head turned to glance at him. He was fucking me. He owned my ass now and my shame was obvious as I met his gaze...

"Say my name bitch," Scott said as his thighs clapped slowly against my ass.