- KXC,
Mickae-62 football linebacker,
240 pounds muscle and fat,
Black hair, brown eyes
Italian, hairy,
Dick personality,
Huge butt, 7 inch dick
Jayce- 53 guy who works out in secret
160 pounds, almost completely muscle,
Dirty blonde, blue eyes,
White, not hairy body,
Quiet nervous guy, shy, or so it seems
Huge butt, 8 inch thick cock
Big Bottoms
Whats wrong queer? Mickae looks at Jayce while dropping Jayces homework on the ground piece by piece. It was that time of day when the leader of the jocks found a broken play thing to make more broken. Jayce looked broken and defeated in the hallway wearing his usual bulky navy blue hoody and baggy beaten jeans. Jayce always looked so weak and timid. He kind of deserved it. Well, thats what Mickae thought. Mickae sneered with his unnatural bright smile and twinkling brown eyes under thick black bushy brows with long thick eyelashes. His Italian background gave him great genetics. Mickae stood a proud 62 of muscle and fat. Surrounded by his usual goon squad of athletes, he felt right at home bullying this 53 short fuck. Jayce, surrounded by jeering athletes, all bigger than him, felt at home too, but in ways that made in need children look happy. Jayces floppy dirty blonde hair did little to mask his uncomfortable look of depression. Mickae kicked Jayces dislodged belongings down the hallway after he was bored gnawing at Jayces self-esteem. Its not that Mickae hated Jayce. Mickae didnt really know what it was, but he got off on it. Made him feel even better than he already was. He couldnt get a girl to do more than a hand job, nor did he really look for girls, period. He was too focused on his career budding career after high school. He needed the extra man boost to get him through the day. As Mickae walked away, he looked over his shoulder to see Jayce looking back at him, but not his face, but his beefy butt stretching his jeans. Mickae knew he had a gigantic bubble butt on torso sized quads. Guys smacked it in the locker room all the time and it was just a passing joke. To see some guy stare at it, with a look of hunger in his piercing blue eyes barely covered by dirty blood hair, was something that made him on edge. It made him feel dirty. It made him feel weird. Mickae disregarded it and kept walking, his butt bouncing from side to side with every step. He never wanted to cause anyone real harm. He knew that if he brought it up, he would be forced to act upon it to protect his image of a tough guy.
Mickae went through the school day with no real qualms. He was a senior, had a scholarship and a great college after high school, and a decent home with an average Red F250 for a truck. Coasting with good grades he worked for, Mickae was a good guy at everything except his personality. He his dickish qualities made a lot of people envy him, or want to sleep with him. The girls mostly hated him, but wanted to sleep with the rumored big dick. The schools openly gay fags jeered at him when he walked by them in the hallway. Mickae did nothing more than say a couple of bloodthirsty words and they scattered and swooned. They were just teasing, and Mickae really didnt hate them. He just needed to look hard. He did a good job at looking the part of a big hard jock. If they only knew how nice he was deep down. If they only knew he could be passive even a sub.
What really got Mickae twisted was what happened that afternoon. After football practice, Mickae talked with the coach for a good hour about plays they could make to win the championship and give Mickae more options at being a big player for college. When he got back to the locker room, he noticed something unusual. Someone was still in the weight room. The weight room and the locker room were connected by a door, so you could hear someone working out still at that late hour of school. Mickae thought it might have been Brandon, one of the schools body builders, but it wasnt anyone other than Jayce.Mickae opened the door to smell the familiar smell of must and sweat that felt like the usual. Mickae looked around the gym and saw a guy doing seated rows. He looked curiously at the guy how looked pretty built. Mickae didnt realize it was jayce at first. Jayce always wore baggy hoodies with baggy jeans. Now Jayce was shirtless, and rippling with hard, clean muscle. Huge beefy pecs, tight defined abs, thick legs. Jayce was hot
And the moment that thought hit Mickae, Mickae panicked and gasped at his disbelief for the weird, but not a lie, thought he had. He had never really paid attention to guys like that, but something about Jayce, and his short body packed with muscle, got him going. Something about Jayce always got him going. Jayce whipped around from his workout of seated rows, sweaty and confused, and panicked. Nobody was supposed to be here this late. Thats the reason he always came around this time. He quickly put on his hoody over his bulging pecs, but couldnt do anything about his thick thighs thinly covered by white shorts that made his piercing electric blue eyes even more domineering. Why am I even caring about his eyes, thought Mickae. They pulled Mickae in and made him feel small even though he was almost a foot taller than Jayce. Jayce spoke for maybe the third time Mickae ever heard him speak as Jayce made a C around Mickae and said, Sorry, in a deep, velvet, and rippling voice. Mickaes heart fluttered, and felt the front of his football tights and jock get tight. Mickae was in his football uniform except his jersey and pads, expecting to just shower. Mickae wanted to cum right there, but he knew better. Anyone could walk in. Mickae let himself calm down in the weight room as he tried to get control of his unusual thoughts. He walked back into locker to hear a shower running. Mickae thought the unusual thought that pushed his boundaries I gotta see him naked.
Mickae knew that this was dangerous road he was walking down. He couldnt get called out for being a fag. That word would end his entire career before it even started. As he was thinking all of this over, he was taking his tights and jock of his huge butt and ample dick, walking to the shower with the towel that usually covered his shoulder, now over his body hiding himself, and turning on the faucet across from Jayce. Jayce turned around to see Mickae there behind him. Im sorry, I thought you were already leaving. Ill go. No you stay. Its no big deal man. Mickae said this with a nervous laugh turning around and seeing Jayces body facing towards him. Mickaes eyes were dragged down to a lump between Jayces legs. Mickaes jaws dropped as he saw Jayce was packing a flaccid huge cock on his 53 frame. His tight abs and bulging thighs did nothing but make the cock look even fatter and longer than it already was. Mickae looked back up at Jayce who was staring him dead in his eyes with the piercing blue stare. Mickae turned around to the shower again to hide his impending boner. What the fuck is wrong with me!!! Im not gay! thought Mickae as his butt started to feel weird and tingly and his dick hardened. Mickae looked over his shoulder to so Jayce staring at his huge beefy butt. Mickae started slouching in nervousness. His butt felt like it had a mind of its own and knew what it wanted. He never felt so tiny and objectified, and he never thought hed get tired of the feeling. Mickae started soaping himself up and would turn around to see Jayce back to minding his business, still soft, and still unusually calm.
Mickae was taken aback when he felt hands on his ass from a low angle. His soapy butt was being groped. What the fuck are you doing man? Whatever I want, replied Jayce in his deep rippling voice. Mickae didnt know how to reply. He was really confused. He didnt wanted to hit Jayce, and he was sure Jayce would put up a good fight if he did. Jayce pushed Mickae slightly forward which for Mickae to use the wall as a brace to keep himself up. This also allowed Jayce more access to Mickaes asshole. Jayce didnt waste any time. He went to eat Mickaes ass like it was chocolate ice cream on a cone. Mickae, moaned and groaned as he tried to grab the wall, then Jayces head to make him stop, go deeper, stop, go deeper, and try to make up his mind upon what he wanted. Im not gay Mickae keep thinking to himself as he found his knees buckling and him in a kneeling position for the ass eating he was getting from Jayce. Mickae kept moaning as Jayce dug deeper with his tongue and reached through Mickaes legs to stroke Mickaes painfully hard cock. Mickae had never been touched this way. He never even experimented this far other than jacking off and playing with his nipples. Jayce suddenly stopped. Mickae turned around just to see Jayce manhandle him onto his back, legs next to his arms, and face to face with Jayces piercing blue eyes. Jayce moved to Mickaes neck and gave it the same eating he gave his ass. Micake found himself pulling Jayce toward him. Mickaes thoughts went from being I cant be gay, to God hes good. As Mickae pulled jayce towards him, Mickae could feel Jayces huge cock touching his fat ass. Mickae got nervous again and tried to push Jayce at the chest with his hands. Jayce leaned up off of Mickae, his cock touching Mickaes twitching and wet hole. Jayce looked down at Mickae with a passive and curious look. He didnt say anything for a second. He just looked from Mickaes twitching cock, to his hungry looking face. You want me to stop? Now? Mickae couldnt answer. He wanted to say no. He wanted to say yes. He wanted to run, but he also wanted Jayce back on top of him. Mickae simply looked back up with pleading eyes for Jayce to make up his mind for him. He wanted Jayce to keep being dominate. He needed Jayce to make the decision for him. He wanted Jayce to fuck him. Mickae, mouth opened, just breathed husky deep breaths. Jayce looked back at him focused, concentrated, and demanding of an answer. Jayce wasnt moving until Mickae gave him the answer he needed. They both knew that to be a fact.
Please
Please what?
Please dont stop.
And upon Mickae finishing the plea that wouldnt be his last, Jayce thrust the tip of his cock into Mickaes hungry whole. Mickae yelped and tried halfhearted struggle away from Jayce, but Jayce was back on top of Mickaes bent in half body with the curiosity of a leopard on prey. Jayce then began to thrust slow and deeper into Mickaes quickly expanding whole. Mickae didnt know what he wanted anymore. It hurt. It felt weird. He was so exposed and turned on he didnt know what to think. And then Jayces naturally banana cock hit Mickaes G-spot. That touch, and the next touch, and the next one, sent Mickaes hands from pushing Jayce at his chest to grabbing Jayces bulging arms and shoulders. Mickae went from husking breathing to moaning, and finally, begging. Dont stop. Please? Dont stop. Mickae couldnt even figure out where Jayce had gotten these skills. He was good. Damn good. More than just a couple of times good. Jayce went slow, fast, circles, and deep with short strokes with visa versa styles. Mickae didnt know when it was going to stop, and he didnt want it to ever stop. Mickae than started feeling his eyes role back, and he felt tingly. He couldnt figure it out. He usually felt like this when he was masturbating.
But this feeling was radiating from that G-spot that Jayces fat cock keep hitting. It felt like how he had heard some of his girl friends had said their orgasms had felt. Deep. Radiating. And it wouldnt stop! It kept building. Mickae kept nibbling, pulling and, and rubbing on Jayces muscled body as the feeling kept building, he realized he wasnt hard. He trip to grab his cock, but Jayce quickly pinned his hands above his head on the floor. Mickae didnt know how he was gonna cum without a soft cock. Then he felt his body go over the point. His didnt know he was coming yet, but he knew his body was seizing, his body felt like it was on fire, and he saw stars. He blacked out. When he came to 2 minutes after his orgasm finally calmed down, he felt Jayces fat cock still hard inside of him. He then saw Jayce sneering down at him in a hot sexy curious look. And then, against, and for Mickaes wishes, Jayce started thrusting again
To be Continued
240 pounds muscle and fat,
Black hair, brown eyes
Italian, hairy,
Dick personality,
Huge butt, 7 inch dick
Jayce- 53 guy who works out in secret
160 pounds, almost completely muscle,
Dirty blonde, blue eyes,
White, not hairy body,
Quiet nervous guy, shy, or so it seems
Huge butt, 8 inch thick cock
Big Bottoms
Whats wrong queer? Mickae looks at Jayce while dropping Jayces homework on the ground piece by piece. It was that time of day when the leader of the jocks found a broken play thing to make more broken. Jayce looked broken and defeated in the hallway wearing his usual bulky navy blue hoody and baggy beaten jeans. Jayce always looked so weak and timid. He kind of deserved it. Well, thats what Mickae thought. Mickae sneered with his unnatural bright smile and twinkling brown eyes under thick black bushy brows with long thick eyelashes. His Italian background gave him great genetics. Mickae stood a proud 62 of muscle and fat. Surrounded by his usual goon squad of athletes, he felt right at home bullying this 53 short fuck. Jayce, surrounded by jeering athletes, all bigger than him, felt at home too, but in ways that made in need children look happy. Jayces floppy dirty blonde hair did little to mask his uncomfortable look of depression. Mickae kicked Jayces dislodged belongings down the hallway after he was bored gnawing at Jayces self-esteem. Its not that Mickae hated Jayce. Mickae didnt really know what it was, but he got off on it. Made him feel even better than he already was. He couldnt get a girl to do more than a hand job, nor did he really look for girls, period. He was too focused on his career budding career after high school. He needed the extra man boost to get him through the day. As Mickae walked away, he looked over his shoulder to see Jayce looking back at him, but not his face, but his beefy butt stretching his jeans. Mickae knew he had a gigantic bubble butt on torso sized quads. Guys smacked it in the locker room all the time and it was just a passing joke. To see some guy stare at it, with a look of hunger in his piercing blue eyes barely covered by dirty blood hair, was something that made him on edge. It made him feel dirty. It made him feel weird. Mickae disregarded it and kept walking, his butt bouncing from side to side with every step. He never wanted to cause anyone real harm. He knew that if he brought it up, he would be forced to act upon it to protect his image of a tough guy.
Mickae went through the school day with no real qualms. He was a senior, had a scholarship and a great college after high school, and a decent home with an average Red F250 for a truck. Coasting with good grades he worked for, Mickae was a good guy at everything except his personality. He his dickish qualities made a lot of people envy him, or want to sleep with him. The girls mostly hated him, but wanted to sleep with the rumored big dick. The schools openly gay fags jeered at him when he walked by them in the hallway. Mickae did nothing more than say a couple of bloodthirsty words and they scattered and swooned. They were just teasing, and Mickae really didnt hate them. He just needed to look hard. He did a good job at looking the part of a big hard jock. If they only knew how nice he was deep down. If they only knew he could be passive even a sub.
What really got Mickae twisted was what happened that afternoon. After football practice, Mickae talked with the coach for a good hour about plays they could make to win the championship and give Mickae more options at being a big player for college. When he got back to the locker room, he noticed something unusual. Someone was still in the weight room. The weight room and the locker room were connected by a door, so you could hear someone working out still at that late hour of school. Mickae thought it might have been Brandon, one of the schools body builders, but it wasnt anyone other than Jayce.Mickae opened the door to smell the familiar smell of must and sweat that felt like the usual. Mickae looked around the gym and saw a guy doing seated rows. He looked curiously at the guy how looked pretty built. Mickae didnt realize it was jayce at first. Jayce always wore baggy hoodies with baggy jeans. Now Jayce was shirtless, and rippling with hard, clean muscle. Huge beefy pecs, tight defined abs, thick legs. Jayce was hot
And the moment that thought hit Mickae, Mickae panicked and gasped at his disbelief for the weird, but not a lie, thought he had. He had never really paid attention to guys like that, but something about Jayce, and his short body packed with muscle, got him going. Something about Jayce always got him going. Jayce whipped around from his workout of seated rows, sweaty and confused, and panicked. Nobody was supposed to be here this late. Thats the reason he always came around this time. He quickly put on his hoody over his bulging pecs, but couldnt do anything about his thick thighs thinly covered by white shorts that made his piercing electric blue eyes even more domineering. Why am I even caring about his eyes, thought Mickae. They pulled Mickae in and made him feel small even though he was almost a foot taller than Jayce. Jayce spoke for maybe the third time Mickae ever heard him speak as Jayce made a C around Mickae and said, Sorry, in a deep, velvet, and rippling voice. Mickaes heart fluttered, and felt the front of his football tights and jock get tight. Mickae was in his football uniform except his jersey and pads, expecting to just shower. Mickae wanted to cum right there, but he knew better. Anyone could walk in. Mickae let himself calm down in the weight room as he tried to get control of his unusual thoughts. He walked back into locker to hear a shower running. Mickae thought the unusual thought that pushed his boundaries I gotta see him naked.
Mickae knew that this was dangerous road he was walking down. He couldnt get called out for being a fag. That word would end his entire career before it even started. As he was thinking all of this over, he was taking his tights and jock of his huge butt and ample dick, walking to the shower with the towel that usually covered his shoulder, now over his body hiding himself, and turning on the faucet across from Jayce. Jayce turned around to see Mickae there behind him. Im sorry, I thought you were already leaving. Ill go. No you stay. Its no big deal man. Mickae said this with a nervous laugh turning around and seeing Jayces body facing towards him. Mickaes eyes were dragged down to a lump between Jayces legs. Mickaes jaws dropped as he saw Jayce was packing a flaccid huge cock on his 53 frame. His tight abs and bulging thighs did nothing but make the cock look even fatter and longer than it already was. Mickae looked back up at Jayce who was staring him dead in his eyes with the piercing blue stare. Mickae turned around to the shower again to hide his impending boner. What the fuck is wrong with me!!! Im not gay! thought Mickae as his butt started to feel weird and tingly and his dick hardened. Mickae looked over his shoulder to so Jayce staring at his huge beefy butt. Mickae started slouching in nervousness. His butt felt like it had a mind of its own and knew what it wanted. He never felt so tiny and objectified, and he never thought hed get tired of the feeling. Mickae started soaping himself up and would turn around to see Jayce back to minding his business, still soft, and still unusually calm.
Mickae was taken aback when he felt hands on his ass from a low angle. His soapy butt was being groped. What the fuck are you doing man? Whatever I want, replied Jayce in his deep rippling voice. Mickae didnt know how to reply. He was really confused. He didnt wanted to hit Jayce, and he was sure Jayce would put up a good fight if he did. Jayce pushed Mickae slightly forward which for Mickae to use the wall as a brace to keep himself up. This also allowed Jayce more access to Mickaes asshole. Jayce didnt waste any time. He went to eat Mickaes ass like it was chocolate ice cream on a cone. Mickae, moaned and groaned as he tried to grab the wall, then Jayces head to make him stop, go deeper, stop, go deeper, and try to make up his mind upon what he wanted. Im not gay Mickae keep thinking to himself as he found his knees buckling and him in a kneeling position for the ass eating he was getting from Jayce. Mickae kept moaning as Jayce dug deeper with his tongue and reached through Mickaes legs to stroke Mickaes painfully hard cock. Mickae had never been touched this way. He never even experimented this far other than jacking off and playing with his nipples. Jayce suddenly stopped. Mickae turned around just to see Jayce manhandle him onto his back, legs next to his arms, and face to face with Jayces piercing blue eyes. Jayce moved to Mickaes neck and gave it the same eating he gave his ass. Micake found himself pulling Jayce toward him. Mickaes thoughts went from being I cant be gay, to God hes good. As Mickae pulled jayce towards him, Mickae could feel Jayces huge cock touching his fat ass. Mickae got nervous again and tried to push Jayce at the chest with his hands. Jayce leaned up off of Mickae, his cock touching Mickaes twitching and wet hole. Jayce looked down at Mickae with a passive and curious look. He didnt say anything for a second. He just looked from Mickaes twitching cock, to his hungry looking face. You want me to stop? Now? Mickae couldnt answer. He wanted to say no. He wanted to say yes. He wanted to run, but he also wanted Jayce back on top of him. Mickae simply looked back up with pleading eyes for Jayce to make up his mind for him. He wanted Jayce to keep being dominate. He needed Jayce to make the decision for him. He wanted Jayce to fuck him. Mickae, mouth opened, just breathed husky deep breaths. Jayce looked back at him focused, concentrated, and demanding of an answer. Jayce wasnt moving until Mickae gave him the answer he needed. They both knew that to be a fact.
Please
Please what?
Please dont stop.
And upon Mickae finishing the plea that wouldnt be his last, Jayce thrust the tip of his cock into Mickaes hungry whole. Mickae yelped and tried halfhearted struggle away from Jayce, but Jayce was back on top of Mickaes bent in half body with the curiosity of a leopard on prey. Jayce then began to thrust slow and deeper into Mickaes quickly expanding whole. Mickae didnt know what he wanted anymore. It hurt. It felt weird. He was so exposed and turned on he didnt know what to think. And then Jayces naturally banana cock hit Mickaes G-spot. That touch, and the next touch, and the next one, sent Mickaes hands from pushing Jayce at his chest to grabbing Jayces bulging arms and shoulders. Mickae went from husking breathing to moaning, and finally, begging. Dont stop. Please? Dont stop. Mickae couldnt even figure out where Jayce had gotten these skills. He was good. Damn good. More than just a couple of times good. Jayce went slow, fast, circles, and deep with short strokes with visa versa styles. Mickae didnt know when it was going to stop, and he didnt want it to ever stop. Mickae than started feeling his eyes role back, and he felt tingly. He couldnt figure it out. He usually felt like this when he was masturbating.
But this feeling was radiating from that G-spot that Jayces fat cock keep hitting. It felt like how he had heard some of his girl friends had said their orgasms had felt. Deep. Radiating. And it wouldnt stop! It kept building. Mickae kept nibbling, pulling and, and rubbing on Jayces muscled body as the feeling kept building, he realized he wasnt hard. He trip to grab his cock, but Jayce quickly pinned his hands above his head on the floor. Mickae didnt know how he was gonna cum without a soft cock. Then he felt his body go over the point. His didnt know he was coming yet, but he knew his body was seizing, his body felt like it was on fire, and he saw stars. He blacked out. When he came to 2 minutes after his orgasm finally calmed down, he felt Jayces fat cock still hard inside of him. He then saw Jayce sneering down at him in a hot sexy curious look. And then, against, and for Mickaes wishes, Jayce started thrusting again
To be Continued