Top Reprisal

[soy0812]

Hello everyone,
it is my first attempt to write erotica, so there is plenty of mistakes and clumsiness. I hope to get feedback to inspire me to continue this hobby. Thanks everyone for reading.

Part 1: The Curious Straight boy

It s 2 am and Vincent is horny. He could not sleep, so he did what he have always done, logging in the local hook up website for some late night bootycall. Vincent is a gay guy, 25 , asian background with a fit body that he honed regularly at the gym. He has been fucking since he was 18. He was attractive, 1.75m and have an average dick. He usually meet guys on Grindr, but occasionally he would go on to local hookup site to find those "straight" boys. It s a habit he got from college, helping many classmates "discover" themselves. He has always been a top and he likes the feeling of convincing the so call "straight" boys to let him slide his dick into their virgin hole. He is not big so it was easy to tell them it won't hurt much. And man those boys were easy to turn. When he got out of college, it was harder to find other curious boys so he turned to the anonymous hookup sites, and he was lucky a few times. These sites mostly have those daddies looking for boys or cumdump sluts begging to be fucked, but on the rare occasion a curious guy would pop in looking to experience some man on man sex.

Tonight Vincent is lucky again. He gets a message from blondjock95.

blondjock95: "Hey man, wanna try a dick. You are down?"

vinceprince: "You wanna get banged? Travel?"

blondjock95:"Yeah. Just wanna get fucked. CONDOM ONLY. No kissing and i wont touch your dick otherwise."

vinceprince: Bingo. "Fine by me. Send ur pic and I ll send the address."

Vince opened the attached pic to see a lean swimmer body, he hope the dude looks good too and not a catfish because he really needs to blow his load tonight. 20 minutes later, he got a text from blondjock95, whose name was Derek, saying he arrived. Vincent open the door and is pleased. The guy was handsome, blond hair with gray eyes and killer smile. They got into the room quickly and Vince got down to business. He stripped them both naked and went down on his knee to give Derek a blowjob. He heard a soft moan as his lips wrapped around the rock hard 20 cm cock. He could taste the salty precum leaking out and the musky smell of Derek's balls. Derek is very well shaven, in contrast to Vincent's thick bush. After a few minutes of sucking, Derek is leaking like a fountain. Vincent looks up, smiles and licks his lips. Derek responds with a weak and shy smile. Vincent turns him around and goes for his ass, munching on the virgin hole like a ripe peach. Derek is moaning loudly as Vincent drove his tongue in deep. "Lovely virgin hole. Gonna make you cry tand addicted to cock tonight baby"-Vincent thinks to himself. He got up and faces Derek. He places his hands on his shoulders and gestures for Derek to move to the bed. When he gets to the bed, Derek suddenly stops and says: "Hey, is it ok if we try something?"

"What is it, stud?" Vincent gave a friendly smile, and was caught by surprised when Derek leans in for a kiss. Derek pulls back after a few seconds, unsure what to do. Vincent still has the surprised look on his face, but then goes in for another kiss. Derek is far from a good kisser, but something about the clumsy peck and innocent kiss turn Vincent on. The boys keeps making out as they fall onto the bed. After a while, Vincent breaks the kiss: "Let s get you nice and wet back there." Vincent made Derek sat on his face and drove his tongue deep into Derek hole one more time before he seals the deal. He savours the musky cherry ass when suddenly he felt hot breath near his cock. After a moment, he felt Derek's mouth wrapped around his cock. "Lol, easier than I thought. Not so straight afterall."-Vincent thought. The blowjob is just as mediorce as Derek kissing. He does not know how to deepthroat and could not handle half the shaft despite Vincent 12 cm. But again Vincent was hit by another surprise. He felt his cum bubbling up his shaft. "What the hell...?"-he thought. So many guys that were way better cocksuckers than Derek had served him and they needed at least half an hour to even get Vincent close. What is wrong with him tonight?

"Hey, that s enough. Let s give you what you came here for." Vincent said as he rolls Derek over and climbs between his legs. He got the condom on and lubed up Derek. He sank into the virgin hole as the blond jock gasp for breath, feeling his cherry getting popped. Vincent’s small size let him easily pass through the sphincter and reached Derek's prostate. "Let's get the party started."-he thought. Then Derek pulled him down for another clumsy kiss, and suddenly his cum is about to spill again. Vincent panickingly pulled out and rolled over.

"What's wrong?" Derek sounds concerning.

"It's... I don't know. I m sorry but I m close. Maybe cuz i havent cummed for the whole day." Vincent tried to hold in his cum.

"Damn. I wanna try tonight..." Derek sounds dissappointing and Vincent's heart sinks. He is not sure from what but he does not like the feeling. The shame of not be able to perform? The guilt of getting this boy all the way here to let him down?

"Well. I came all the way here. Can I fuck you then?" Derek asks

"Like hell you would, virgin."-Vincent thinks and is about to say when he catches the puppy eyes. The words did not escape his mouth. Mix of guilt and shame flushes back in and he blurted out: "Ok." And so Derek lubed up Vincent the way he did him before. Vincent was still dumbfounded of what he agreed to and just lie there. Derek gets into missionary and line his dick in front of Vincent's hole. Vincent looks into those angel eyes and begins to have cold feet. He has not been fucked for years and might as well be a virgin. He only fucks, he does not want to get fucked. He opened his mouth to protest when the tip of Derek's cock pushes in. A deep grunt followed by a high pitch moan escapes Vincent. He feels like his breath is knocked out as the cock invaded him. "Fuck, this is why I don't bottom."-Vincent thinks. He feels taken, by a virgin he s supposed to be fucking no less. Like the virgin he is, Derek does not let Vincent adjust and begins to pound away and Vincent could not voice his protest. His breath keeps getting knocked out by each thrust and he could not do anything but lie there and takes the pounding, sobbing while his hole getting stretched. Then Derek leans in for the kiss and the pain slightly subsided. And so Vincent clings to it. He is like a thirsty man in the desert who s finally given some water and does not want to let go. His hole is on fire and Derek's clumsy kiss is the only thing making it better. It goes on for ten minutes, and Derek just goes harder. Vincent's hole finally get used to it and his prostate was being pounded hard. He is in so much pain and ecstasy that he is in tear and sobbing. And it finally arrives. His cumshot is massive. It sprays all over him and even hit Derek in his chest and face. Vincent just cries in orgasm at this point, involuntarily squeezing his hole, making Derek pump a big load inside. Derek caught his breath after a minute and pulled out. In his exhausted state, Vincent could see it. That look that he had seen so many times from all the "straight's boys" that he popped their cherry. Derek was flooded with shame of what he just did. He pulled out the condom and quickly dressed up. He immediately left Vincent lying there covered in cum with a mere "Thanks, goodbye dude."

Vincent tried to process the event. He touched his hole and it was slightly gape and sore. His body is drenched in sweat and cum. He got some on his face too. It mixes with his tears that he shed when he was fucked. Tear of joy? "Fuck, I cried cuz I was fucked." He spoke out loud. He rubbed his eyes carefully to not get the cum in. He needs a shower. A hot shower.

 

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Part 2: Not a bottom

"I m not a bottom. That was just a fluke." - Vincent drifted away with his thoughts. He was brought back to earth when he felt his butthole tickled. Samir is eating him out. The young Syrian refuge is picked up by Vincent a few months ago on Grindr. He had a blank profile with just his age and a little description about wanting to try gay sex. Vincent does have a thing for Arab boys, especially when they are hardcore Muslim. Something about the forbidden nature of their religion excites him. He remembers the first time they met, Samir was extremely shy and reserved. But he was a slut deep down. He was even a worse kisser than Derek. Vincent had to told him what to do. The difference was that Samir immediately begged to be fucked after that like a cheap whore. He is very soft spoken and if not for the masculine face and beard, people would think he was a girl just by hearing his voice. "Daddy, please fuck me. I wanna be your whore." That was exactly what Samir said, and Vincent delivered with condom on. Samir was hooked after and came back regularly.

Vincent likes Samir. He is good looking, masculine, slightly hairy and very handsome. He is also 19 and thus reminds Vincent of his good old college days. After their third time, Vincent wanted to break Samir in properly. He did the usual trick where he tease Samir hole with his bare cock, pushing ever so lightly that it didnt go inside. He then bended down and made out with Samir, getting the boy worked up. Just as he expected, Samir eventually welcomed the bare cock inside him on his own, without Vincent even have to push. And he dicked him hard. Vincent was clean and always make sure he has no disease and on prep. He has no intention to harm his partner, simply just want to enjoy the bare sex from time to time. And also the sweet feelings of getting a boy accepting his first raw cock. Samir had asked him to pull out when he came, and he obliged. He never wanted to force his partner.

Today is new. Samir goes for his ass. Vincent likes a good rimjob from time to time, but the incidence with Derek made him feel a bit cautious when his ass is played with. "Samir, babe, what are you doing?" Vincent asked softly and looked down between his legs quizzically.

"I... I thought I would try it, rimming you. You always do it to me and it makes me feel really good. I want to return the favour." Samir meekly answers.

"You know I do that to lube you cunt before I rail it right?" Vincent said

"Oh no. I don't mean to do that. I... I just want to please you. And it does taste good like you said about mine." Samir sounds slightly panicked. He s afraid he upset his top.

"Ok. Fine. You get a few minutes down there if you enjoy it so much." Vincent sighed. Afterward, he ordered Samir to climb on and ride him. Samir happily obeys and ride it hard while Vincent strokes his cock. After five minutes, Vincent picks up the space and thrusts hard into him. It brings Samir close to the edge as he cries out in ecstacy.

"Oh yes daddy. Thank you. You are gonna make me cum." Samir moaned loudly. But Vincent had a different idea today. He stopped and rises up with his dick still lodged inside Samir. He put them into missionary position and starts making out with his slutty bottom. Samir was extremely horny and moaned into Vincent's mouth as they kiss and fuck. Vincent would occasionally bring Samir to the edge but then stop. It goes on for 10 minutes and Samir is going crazy.

"Daddy. I wanna cum so bad." He begs.

"Yeah? You wanna cum together?" Vincent grunted.

"Oh yes daddy. Yes fuck the cum out of me." Samir asks and Vincent jackhammered him hard. Samir tried to reach for his cock to jerk off but Vincent pinned his hands down and keeps pounding. And soon Samir had the first handsfree cum of his life, a prostate orgasm nonetheless. His ass squeezes and Vincent took the opportunity to pump his load inside. Samir had no objection this time because he was so high on sex. Samir does not spray cum but delivered a very thick load onto his stomach, which Vincent scoped up quickly to lube up his cock and pushed it back in quickly for a few last thrust, mixing both of their cum together inside the Arab boy. Vincent collapses on top of Samir and they make out again with his dick still plugging Samir's hole. When they calm down, Vincent pulls out his dick and roll over to Samir's side. Samir took a deep breath and reaches for his hole. It is full of cum that slowly trickles out.

"You... came inside me." Samir said, somewhat sobbing.

Vincent caught a whiff of fear in Samir's voice. He soothes him and reassures Samir that he is tested recently and on prep.

"Don't worry babe. I would not do anything to hurt you. I know you would like it." Vincent said as he reaches down and fingers his load back into Samir and massage his sensitive prostate, making his cock twitches a few time. "Yes. Yes daddy. I did like it. I trust you." Samir looks into Vincent's eyes and he pulls him in for a kiss.

"See, Vincent. You are a top."-Vincent thinks as they cuddle.

 

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Part 2B: I am definitely not a bottom



Giving Samir his first breeding was satisfying. Vincent felt like he was back in the game. He had his regular fill of hookups from the gym and bar and he was content. At least till he has that itch to break in another boy. Samir had been asking for his load ever since and he gladly gave it. It is not that he is getting bored with him. Samir is a handsome boy and definitely a keeper, but Vincent just need a bit more "challenge".

"Hey pretty cocksucker. Miss you babe." His phone rang as a text message from Rahim comes in. "Ah, my Arab stallion fuckboy is back in town." Vincent grinds. Vincent met Rahim a two years ago and they had been hooking up ever since. Rahim travels between the west and east coast for work so sometimes they don't meet for months. Rahim is an Egyptian descendant. In contrast with the light skin boyish look of Samir, Rahim has that North African Arab exotic tan and a chiselled square jawline that he adorn with a short chin curtain. He has a buzz cut and an athletic body since he is a professional kickboxer. Vincent was instantly hooked when Rahim first messaged him. Rahim had tried hard to fuck Vincent since the first time, but to no avail, so he settled for the next best thing, Vincent's throat.

And Vincent happily complied with it every time. He loved the feeling when Rahim grabbed a handful of his hair and pumped his throat with that thick cut cock. He leaks like a faucet and Vincent always had a mouthful of precum before he was rewarded with the cream at the end. The first time he was on all fours taking the throat pounding so hard tears were streaming down his face and saliva coated his chin and pecs. Rahim just finished practice that night and Vincent was drunk on musky ball sweat and he loves every second of it till this day. Rahim grew more comfortable over time also. The first time they met he barely talked. He just needed to unload and Vincent's throat was there. He would have railed that asian boy hard if Vincent wasn't so recalcitrant. He immediately blocked Vincent after their hookup and convinced himself that he was not gay, but that boy's throat was better than any chicks he had. A few months later, he was so drunk and horny after a failed attempts to hook up with a few chicks at the club. He just won a big game and he wanted to celebrate. Then he remembered someone who worshipped his cock like it was godsent.

The asian boy was worth the trouble. His throat milked Rahim well, and he even cradled and licked his sweaty nutsacks like it was the sweetest candy he ever tasted. "Maybe I ll keep this fag as a backup plan." Rahim thought. And so it went on the third and fourth time. Whenever Rahim couldn't get a chick, he knew there is always a fleshlight to dump his load in. There was period that he didn't even bother to find a girl since they are too demanding. Why waste time and drinks if he can just go out with his buddies to celebrate and then use a fag later. What he did not expect was two months ago when during a throat fucking session, Vincent asked for a favour.

"Hey. Can I lick your ass?" Vincent spoke when he took a brief break from deep throating.

Rahim had to blink twice and looked down at the cocksucker still working his pole. He always keep his ass squeaky clean, but also he just came from practice and he knows it was sweaty. "You wanna do what now?" Rahim raised his eyebrow.

"Just wanna make you feel good. We have hooked up more than a dozen times already. I know you always keep it clean down there. And you are not the hairiest Arab I met. It really turns me on." Vincent spoke in between each throating. "And I think you'll like it too."

Rahim entertained the idea. He knew this fag worship every inch of his body, but he didn't expect him to ask such a thing. He chuckled to himself. "Alright, but don't you dare try anything else."

"Nah. I m here to make you feel good only." Vincent said as he raised Rahim's leg and dove in. Rahim didn't like it. He loved it. It was tickling at first, then became more enjoyable, especially when Vincent tongue went deep. Soon he was leaking precum more than usual and it ran everywhere on his stomach as Vincent stroked his cock while eating him out. They tried many positions where Rahim squatted on Vincent's face, or when they were both on all fours and Rahim grabbed Vincent's hair and shoved his face into his ass. He finally unloaded inside Vincent's mouth as usual, but this time with Vincent's finger rubbing on his hole to mimic the tonguing feeling. It was wild and he could not get it out of his mind for days. He had to travel a month for another fight and it drove him nuts. All the girls he met would laugh at the idea or get angry at him for even suggesting it. And so he could not wait to see his personal fag again.

The time finally came. Rahim just got back after a night of partying hard with his boys. He drank a bit more than usual and also quite high. It is gonna be great to end the night on a high note with that handsome fag serving him. Vincent came in and immediately got down to business. Five minutes into the cocksucking and Rahim already asked. "You are gonna eat my ass again?"

"Fuck yeah, stud. Glad I pleased you last time." Vincent grinned and got to work.

Rahim grunted deeply as the tonguing went on for ten minutes. "Go deeper slut." He demanded.

"Sorry, bro. That's the deepest I can reach... Unless you want me to try a finger." He said gingerly.

Rahim pondered the thought. "This is gay as fuck, but this bitch seems to know what he is doing." He nodded.

Vincent asked for some lube and carefully slid in his finger, just a bit of the knuckle. He saw Rahim winces and quickly goes to work on his cock. It gives enough distraction as he can feel the flow of precum returns. Rahim relaxes his hole eventually and bit by bit Vincent went deeper, until he found the prostate and pressed lightly on it. Rahim's eye opens wide with a surge of pleasure and his dick responses with a big drop of precum that Vincent laps up happily. "Fuuuck. What are you doing? It feels good." Rahim said hoarsely.

"Pleasing you, stud. Told ya bro. Your pleasure is my priority." He quickly answered and resumed the sucking and prostate massaging. The alcohol and weed are working wonder with the prostate stimulation while Vincent tease out Rahim with a slow blowjob, bringing him on the edge but never near enough to release.

"Fuck dude. I want more." Rahim asks when Vincent pulled out his finger.

"How can I help? What you want me to do?" Vincent asks innocently.

"I don't know. Something more with that spot that you were rubbing. You are gay. Don't you know some way?"

"Well. I do. But it s quite intimate. So you gotta trust me then." Vincent places Rahim's legs on his shoulders and lean in close to his face.

"I don't care. Make me feel good." Rahim said in a slurred voice. Vincent was waiting for that and lines his cock to the loosen hole. He presses forward ever so gently. His small size allows him to not freak the Arab stud out. The last thing he wants is to get a punch from this champion. Rahim's cock is more than 20 cm long and with some flexibility, Vincent was able to suck the tip as he entering Rahim.

"Arggh. What the fuck are you doing fag? Take it out of me." Rahim managed to utter in his intoxicated state. "Argh, uhmm." His thought was disrupted by the cocksucking that turns him on again. Vincent let it go on for two minutes before he stops to speak. He can also feel Rahim's hole opens enough for his cock to reach the prostate.

"I am sorry. Am I hurting you? I just wanna make you feel good." With that he pushes in past the prostate and angled it to make sure it gets a good pressure on the spot. Rahim was speechless with the pleasure. "I should stop?" Vincent asks with a concerning voice as he grinds a few time against the spot.

"FUCK NO. It... I just... I don't know." Rahim could not think straight.

"Ok. Then two minutes if you don't like it I ll stop." Vincent said as he starts to slide in and out. And Rahim could not protest much but moaning and leaking precum. "So I'll stop?" He asks again and was answered with a pleading moan and Rahim's hands grabbing his hips, motioning him to rock back and forth. That was all the clue he needs. Vincent pounded away and Rahim just lays there and moans and grunts. When he was close, Vincent bends down and bring his face closes to Rahim. Their lips briefly touch to Rahim's surprise and Vincent pounded hard to unload deep in Rahim. It causes the Arab stud to spill his own load. He screams as his first anal orgasm as the cum shoots everywhere onto both of their abs. Vincent could see a drop of tear from Rahim. He held the stud tight as they came down from the orgasm. Vincent's dick eventually softens and dislodges, leaving the freshly broken hole oozing with cum.

"What... What the fuck did we do man?" Rahim croaked.

"We fucked, stud. I fucked you."

 

[Jaqc]

I need more

 

[soy0812]

I need more

Thanks. Looking for writing tips and feedbacks. Glad you enjoyed it

 

[soy0812]

Hope everyone enjoyed the story. Thinking of getting pics for the characters if anyone has suggestions.
This is gonna be a short subplot


Rahim Aftermath:

Rahim never came so hard in his life. His emotions are all over the place and he feels conflicted. As he catches his breath and collects his thoughts, he feels a tongue going over his body. That’s right. Whenever he doesn’t cum down Vincent’s throat, he makes that fag clean up whatever mess of cum on his body. His cocks, his hands, his abs, and even when it drips down to his balls and ass cracks, Vincent would happily oblige. What a good bitch. He likes how much Vincent worship him, the thrill of making another man be his bitch, and not just any man but a well groomed, handsome jock. Rahim likes to get a little physical, not malicious, but playfully. A light smack across the face when the deep throating is not deep enough. Or soft twists of the nipples to pull their body toward his cock. A girl would have yelled at him and even slap him, but not Vincent. He remembers smirking at Vincent cumcaked hair and face, saliva dripping down his chin all over his muscular pecs when he dresses up after their throatfucking session. Vincent just looks back and smiles happily like a puppy getting treat. What a fag. And that fag is easy to train and don't complain about some light force. He just needs to be told once what Rahim likes and he will do it everytime they meet. Just like now he is cleaning up Rahim with his tongue. He is cleaning up the cum that Rahim shot all over his abs, Rahim’s still rock hard cock and hefty nutsacks, Rahim’s ass that is cover in cum. “Wait… fuck… my ass.” Rahim thought as cum leaks out of him and Vincent lapping it up. Unlike the usual, it’s not Rahim’s cum Vincent cleaning up alone. It’s Vincent’s cum that filled him up when he fucked and bred Rahim. The reality kicks in and Rahim bounces out of the bed.

“Are you ok?” Vincent asked innocently, face covered in cum running down his chin.

Rahim avoids eye contact and gather his clothes. Vincent shook his head. He fetches a towel and hands it over to him. Rahim takes it and mumbles a Thank you. He quickly wipes his body and dresses up in silence. Vincent knows better not to rushes anything. The stallion’s pride is wounded, and any wrong word could push Rahim away for good. So he just does what he knows these cocky straight guys like best, act like an obedient bitch and stay quiet. He kneels naked on the floor and wait for Rahim to finish with a puppy face. As Rahim tries to leave, he caught glance of Vincent and gulped. The fag assumes his position just like he always does, the way that makes Rahim feel like a big man. A tiny part of him feels strangely at ease.

As he got home, Rahim quickly strips and goes to the bathtub to clean up. He tries to keep a clear head the whole way back but it was hard to stay sober with how much he had drunk and smoked. His head still buzzes when he got into the tub. He looked over to his clothes on the bathroom floor and the panic hits again. His underwear is soaked with cum! Fuck, how much did that faggot dump inside him. Vincent doesn’t cum when they meet, except for that one time where he asked for permission while Rahim pounded his throat. They had been meeting a few times by then, and as much as he doesn’t give a fuck about the fag’s pleasure, he thought he would be a generous master for a change. He remembers now. It was a hot moment where Vincent blew a massive load on the floor while deepthroating Rahim. Rahim cums a buckload, but Vincent definitely has him beat in that department. It was quite gross when he saw the shower of cum spraying all over the floor, but then it gave him an idea. He asked if Vincent would lick up all the cum on the floor. Vincent made a quizzical face and for a moment Rahim thought he would loose his fag because he cross a line, but then he saw that smile again, followed by “Of course, stud. If it pleases you.” He couldn’t believe this fag. He was so turned on that once Vincent finishes his tasks and look up at Rahim, he was immediately stuffed with a mouth full of cock and a load sprayed down his throat. Rahim was certain it was a matter of time before he can own Vincent’s ass. The handsome fag would do anything to please him.

But today outcome was not what he planned. It all started with that rimjob. And now he came home with an ass full of fag’s cum. Looking over at the cum stained boxer, he dreads what is coming. As soaked as it is, that is nowhere near the amount of cum he saw Vincent pumped out. He takes a deep breath and pushes, and a big stream of cum gushes out of him. His heart sinks. He does not know what to do or how to feel. He turns on the hot shower and cleans himself. As he touches his whole, it feels tight again. The fag has a small dick, nowhere near his thick giant tool. That is a silver lining, he laughs in defeat. He closes his eyes and try to push a finger into get all the cum out. He winces at the pain, but try to go deeper anyway. He remembers Vincent’s trick earlier to let the finger stay put to loosen him up before going further. He reaches deep, swirls around a bit and pulls out. Fuck, still has cum in there. He soaps up and goes in again. Second time was less. He keeps going again. Unconsciously, he stays longer each time. Soon he was fingering himself and rubbing that good spot again. He snaps out of it eventually. “Damn it, what was I doing?” He smacks the side of his head. He looks down to see a raging boner and gulps. He wants to blame everything on Vincent. It’s all that fag’s fault. But part of him enjoys it. Vincent does whatever he wants, and the fag would not have done so if Rahim didn’t ask for it.

“Rahim, what is wrong with you. Why the fuck did you order a fag to fuck you?” He lamented out loud. He is exhausted and try to pinch his dick to get the boner down. He dried up and flung himself into bed, passing out completely. A little bit of cum still trickle out of his ass as he laid sleeping.

 

[Jaqc]

Id love to see how you envision the characters. I have no notes on the writing. As for the story I hope Derek makes another cameo at some point too.

 

[soy0812]

My Character inspiration: Vincent, Samir, Derek, and Rahim

 

[Jaqc]

If they are in order of names listed. Vincent is so hot

 

[soy0812]

Work is getting in the way. But I ll try to finish the stories. Thanks for reading and as always feel free to give feedbacks.


Part IV: Double Top


Vincent had a good sleep and wakes up feeling refreshed. It’s been a while since he got to break in a macho stud like Rahim. The only regret he had was that he should have saved up at least a two-day load for that. Regardless, Rahim was filled to the brim and that should knock the stallion’s pride down a peg. He hopes he played his card right and get Rahim hooked on cocks eventually, but for now he won’t expect to see him for a while. He is content with his favourite boytoy Samir for now. The week goes on uneventful with Samir coming almost everyday to get bred. He begs for Vincent’s load every time now and Vincent is pleased with his training.

It’s been a long week, and with Samir keeping him busy, Vincent planned to take a break on the weekend. He went out for some badminton during the day, following by a dinner party with his friends. He had a few beers and readied for bed. Suddenly his phone rings, it is Derek.

“Hey man, sorry for going MIA. I was figuring things out.”

Vincent feels a heatwave in him. Horniness? Embarrassment? Whatever it is, he is annoyed. He is not a some teenage girl that fuss over a college boy he met once. He took down so many guys that are way bigger and more macho than this kid, so what makes him so flustered? He tries to ignore it and goes for a cold shower. It does calm him down and he tells himself to block the guy as he is drying off. But blocking him, does that mean he accepts defeat? Was it even a competition? The phone rings again and breaks his train of thoughts.

“Sorry if I was too rough. It was a good time for me and I really wanna fuck again.”

“It was fine. But I m not bottoming again. So we probably should not keep in touch, unless you want to get fucked.” Vincent texted back.

“You wont premature this time? ”

This little shit – Vincent thought to himself. Now he definitely feels angry and embarrassed. Just before he could think of a response, another text comes in.

“Sorry, that was a bit rude. I am sure it was because you were so horny that night. I am down to try bottoming again, but not tonight. I just wanna fuck. How bout a threesome? You know a bottom we could both bang?”

This is some lousy good cop, bad cop from Derek, but for some reason Vincent wants to see this kid again. Something about him is intriguing, plus Vincent wants to breed his ass to vent out some steam. And this could also be a good opportunity to train Samir for a DP.

“Indeed, I do. Clean up and get here in 20 minutes.” Vincent has a plan

“Yes, sir I m so ready to nut”

...

The plan met a hick-up.

“Seriously, dude? What the fuck man? I came all the way here and bout to be blueballed.” Derek does not hide his frustration as Vincent sighed.

Samir was popping his head on Derek cock to lube it up while Vincent was ramming him. Just when Derek was about to take his turn, Samir got an emergency call from work, prompting him to leave in dismay. Derek is the second guy Samir hooks up with, and no doubt has a much bigger cock than Vincent. If Vincent average dick can hit his spot so well, he can only imagine how gaping he would feel with that big white cock stretching his limit.

“Dude got a nice ass too, I wanna stuff it hard.” Derek said as he stared pitifully at his rock hard cock, giving it slow jerk to squeeze out the precum.

Vincent knows what he is trying to do, that silly puppy face hinting for him to gulp down that thick pole. It might have worked that first night, but tonight he won’t yield. If Derek is not giving up his ass tonight, then he is gonna get his ass kicked out of here. Vincent is about to tell him to pack up, he get surprised by a full on French kiss. Not the clumsy peck on the lips like the first night, but not exactly a first class make out either. Derek is still as clumsy as a virgin. Vincent doubts if he even has a girlfriend that would put up with this lousy tongue wrestling. He suddenly feels his dick getting wrapped up by a condom and smirks inside. Derek straddles him and begins to ride. His ass is tight, even tighter than Samir. No wonder Vincent got close so quick on the first night. But not tonight. He picks up the space and start jackhammering, prompting Derek to grunt loudly into his mouth as they locking lips. It went on for 10 minutes before Vincent notices a small puddle of precum pooling on his stomach. Derek scoops it up and brings it to Vincent’s mouth. Without a word, Vincent laps it up hungrily.

“Let me have a taste of my juice.” Derek bends down for a passionate kiss. Despite his amateurish moves, Derek seems to be much more confident tonight, as if he finally figures out what he wants. When they broke the kiss, Vincent sees a devilish smile on Derek.

“You are good. But that is enough, big boy. I want what I came here for.” Derek speaks authoritatively as he climbs off Vincent. His cock is already wrapped up while they were making out. He holds up Vincent’s legs and brings it to his shoulders.

“Hey man. I told you I am not bottoming.” Vincent tries to regain control. “Fuck off.”

“And so did I. But here we are. Common, I gave in a bit, so should you. Let’s compromise.” Derek’s face is inches from Vincent.

“Are you thick? I… uhmm”. Derek shuts Vincent up with a kiss and whispers “Enough! You are taking it, baby.”

The bastard is not giving Vincent time to adjust. As rough as the first time he just plunges in. Vincent could have fought back. But for some reason he is just frozen. Pain? Humiliation? He is not sure. What he knows is he is being split in half again and moaning like a bitch in heat. While the pain is excruciating, his prostate is also being pressed hard. His soft cock leaks and gave up in 5 minutes as he shoots his load all over his abs. He is panting and tries to catch his breath. He saws from the corner of his tearful eyes that Derek is grinning triumphantly.

“Awe, you promised not to spill the milk early.” He pouts tauntingly.

Vincent is glad that Samir left, because he would not want anyone to see him in this predicament. Derek was relentless with his assault on Vincent’s hole. At least the first time they both orgasmed simultaneously. This time, Derek is determined to milk Vincent by pounding him.

“Stop, man. I can’t…” Vincent tries to speak between gasps. Derek has pounded him from missionary to sideway and now on top of his back.

“What is the magic word, baby? You are an “elder”, where is your manner?” Derek speaks as he catches his breath while continue the fucking.

“Please, man. Please…” Vincent almost sobbing.

“There you go. Not so hard, isn’t it? Take my load, baby.” Derek makes sure he buries his cock the deepest as he unloads.

Vincent just sobs and bites his pillow as he feels hot rod pumping a copious amount of cum.

“Urgh, fuck dude !!!” Vincent yelped as Derek yanks his cock out abruptly.

“Shit. Sorry man. Oh well, it’ll pass.” Derek said nonchalantly.

A thought cross Vincent’s mind through the pain and he dreadfully reached back at his ass to check.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t take the condom off if that is what you thought. I m not ready for that yet.” Derek said as he finishes dressing up. “Considering it for next time though. If we are keeping this up. Alright, thanks for that. Goodnight, big boy.” And with that, Derek shows himself out, leaving Vincent exhausted in his bed.

“Fucking asshole.” Vincent curses out loud. Derek’s bedside manner is … Well, just like any fuck boy. Vincent would be guilty of doing the same to many “straight boys” he broke over the years. He likes to pretend to be their bitch, just so he can flip them when their guard is down. But with Derek, he is an actual bitch. What makes this jerk so “special”? Is he losing his “top boy” power? Something so mesmerizing about Derek that stupefies him. Something … familiar, but Vincent could not quite place it.

 

[Jaqc]

Where’s the update?

 

[defend1208]

Hello everyone,
it is my first attempt to write erotica, so there is plenty of mistakes and clumsiness. I hope to get feedback to inspire me to continue this hobby. Thanks everyone for reading.

Surprised this is your first attempt at it. The writing and set up are quality. You're doing a solid job, reference photos and everything. Pacing and balance seem good. I like how Vincent's this total top and taking down some impressive dudes like Rahim, but then unexpectedly gets flipped by a novice. Curious to see where this goes.

 

[soy0812]

Thank you everyone for your kind words and encouragement. Still trying to adapt to my new job and find time for my hobbies. There will be delay but I am still on board to finish the story. As always I love to have your feedback.




Part V: Regain control

Vincent has been feeling down since his last encounter with Derek. He hates the feeling of being used like a side piece by some novice twunk who can barely kiss the first night they met and squirmed when Vincent’s average size dick first penetrated his hole. And yet within a month that annoying brat had been able to flip Vincent and pounded him like a highschool teen girl. It was particularly humiliating to have to beg Derek to stop. Vincent needs to regain some control of his life. And what better way than to tame a wild stallion like Rahim. The boxer had not contacted Vincent since the last time they met, which is understandable considering the huge load Vincent had dumped inside him. Vincent would not expect a call back unless Rahim is drunk out of his mind. He is usually more patient with this and just bides his time, but now he really needs this. If only there is some way to speed up the pride recovery of a fallen straight guy. He would need good bait.

It is not hard to track the winning record of a top tier boxer like Rahim. And by now Vincent had gotten down his stallion’s pattern. Trains hard, wins fights, celebrates and gets drunk and high, that is when the stallion is the most horny and vulnerable. Vincent follows Rahim fights and when he saw that Rahim has a match in town, he knows he needs to act fast. He texts Samir: “Hey babe, wanna ride the biggest cock in your life?”

Rahim is out celebrating a big win with his friends. He is chatting up with a few hot chicks at the club that his friends have managed to wing for him. He is aiming for this persian model who is playing hard to get, teasing him with her fingers tracing his inner thigh. No matter her games, he will make her beg him to stop later, just have to get a few more rounds of drinks. When Rahim excuses himself to go to the bathroom, that is when he checks his phone and notices a text from Vincent. “Fucking faggot dare to text me? He is lucky i didn’t lay him out that night.” - Rahim thought to himself. But he still glances at the message. “Hey stud, really sorry if things went too far last time. Hope I can make it up to you. How do you feel pounding a tight ass while my tongue worships your peaches?” Rahim feels his face getting hot, unsure if it is the anger, or horniness, or maybe just a bit too much alcohol. Whatever, he ignores the text and gets back to his prize tonight, the beautiful brunette at the bar. As he gets back, she is talking with her friend who is just as hot, probably another model. They both throw themselves at him throughout the night, and he knows he hits the jack pot, not only pounding 1, but 2 pussies tonight. However, as the night gets later, he has a little too much to drink and could not control his words. He slips up and asks if they would be into doing butt stuff, to which their attitude changed 180 degrees. They calls him a freak and leave hurriedly, leaving him blueballed. His friends were converging on him to ask what happened and he just shrugged it off, telling them to get him another girl. “Bro, we got you the hottest in the place and you fuck up? Man your game is getting off lately. We are out of here. We got our own business to take care of.” - the guys laugh and do the thrusting motion. Rahim just laughs, shakes his head and friendly flips them off.

As he is heading back by himself, he feels hornier than ever. He was ready to pounce, only to miss. “Fuck it, I need to get off.”

It is the first time Rahim has Vincent over to his place. He is sure that if he is on his own turf, the fag would not dare to try anything funny. Rahim is surprised to see another guy with Vincent, but now it makes sense. The bitch one to offer another bitch in his place. He never pays attention to Vincent since his body barely smells of anything but a hint of woodiness probably coming from his cologne. This other Arab kid though. He looks much younger and has a body scent similar to him, masked by a floral and citrus perfume. Whatever, he just needs to pound and they will bounce. The two fags get on their knees as Rahim undresses, and the moment his cock springs free, he can see the new fag stares in awe.

“See babe, I told you it’ll be the most magnificent cock you've ever seen.” Vincent said as he guided Samir toward the dripping gigantic pole. “Go on Samir, make daddy proud.”

“So the fag has his own fag. Maybe I can snatch this Samir from him and make him my personal cock slave. Would be less troublesome than dealing with this bitch Vincent.” Rahim thought to himself. His thought was cut short by the amazing deepthroating that Samir gives him. He wonders if Vincent taught this fag how to please a man. His senses are immediately overloaded when he feels Vincent tongue on his ass. The fag is not wrong. This is definitely making up for him. He picks up the pace and jerking his hip back and forth, jackhammering Samir’s throat while grinding on Vincent’s face, the two fags’ saliva coating his thick meat and his back entrance. He builds up his load when he feels they both stop.

“Don’t cum yet, stud. You need to try out Samir’s velvet hole” Vincent said as he signals for Samir to lie down on bed and spread his leg. Samir’s hole is revealed with a light ring of hair surrounding it, winking invitingly at Rahim. The sight should disgust a straight guy like Rahim, but tonight he is too horny, and a hole is a hole.

“Fuck me daddy, make me your bitch.” Samir pleads, and Rahim wastes no time. He quickly straddles the boy and try to imagine the hot chicks at the bar as he plunges his cock into the slick hole. He closes his eyes and lets out a gasp as he feels his cock inches inside. Samir moans loudly and contracts his hole, massaging Rahim cock like no other. No pussy or fleshjack could beat this in terms of tightness. He moves slowly as he tries to savour every bit of it. That is when he feels Vincent tongue again, and it is the cherry on top of a banana boat. He starts to go faster, pulling halfway out and pushing hilt-deep inside. His rhythm is met with Vincent when he feels his hole getting tongue deep. To give Vincent’s tongue a better angle, Rahim lay down on top of Samir, having his legs up on his shoulder and their faces inches away from each other. The feeling is too good, that Rahim let himself go and follows instinct, closing his eyes and imagining pounding the Persian model. His dick pushes forth and gets the tightest squeeze, then his hip pulls back and his anus is massaged by the tongue. He goes on auto pilot, unaware that the tongue has changed into Vincent’s cock in the back. His hole was so slicked with saliva that Vincent oiled up cock goes in easily when Rahim makes the mistake to pull his hip back too quickly. His eyes opens wide to the reality that he is on top of a bearded boy while there is a cock deep inside him. He wants to get out of their grip, but Vincent immediately angles cock to Rahim's prostate and plunges forward. Rahim loses balance and almost falls flat on Samir, but the boy holds him up. Vincent picks up the pace and goes to town on Rahim prostate, frying his brain with pleasure like he never feels before. Rahim could not do anything at this point but moaned loudly and lost himself to the sensation. His mouth seems to have a mind of its own and finds Samir’s lips. Samir did not expect the Arab stud to kiss him, but welcomed it hungrily. His tongue wrestles Rahims’ as they both moan into each other's mouths. Vincent just watches in awe and smiles to himself and pounds away as hard as he could.

“Ready for my baby batter, stud? I am gonna load your bussy.” Vincent announces and Rahim can barely talk back but moan louder into Samir. He feels his gut is being filled to the brim and that drive him overboard, unleashing his own load that had been bending up for a week before the boxing match. He passed out as he climaxed.

Rahim could not recall the dream he was having when he got awoken by his alarm. All he could think of was that it was the nicest dream he had in a long time. He feels as eased, yet passionate. Prostate rubbed. Cock massaged. Tongue wrestling tongue. The air smells of sweaty musk and the scent of orange blossom and cardamom. Euphoria. And what he would give to just feel all of that again, to feel every bit of it all the time for the rest of his life. But as he rubs his eyes and looks down at his washboard abs, that is when the horror hits. He is covered in dried cum. Samir has unloaded all over their bodies. He was supposed to go home with 2 hottest chicks at the bar. Now, he lays in his bed, torso and crotch covered in cum, and a big load still seeping out of his ass.

 

[Jaqc]

Is this done?

 

[defend1208]

Any updates?