Date: Thu, 28 Jul 2011 15:28:49 -0700
From: tball101@hotmail.com
Subject: Gluteus Maximus 1

This story is pure fiction, inspired by a recent massage I enjoyed.

There are graphic depictions of male homosexuality contained in this story
so if you don't like it, don't read it.

Love to hear your feedback. Send me an email at tball101@hotmail.com



"Gluteus Maximus" - Chapter One


All I remember is a searing pain in my ass.

After a short two yard gain on a power sweep I got speared on a late hit by
an over zealous linebacker on the opposing team.

I was helpless on the ground and he was going full steam. Bam -- helmet
into my right buttock -- and a pain so intense shot through my body that it
caused me to momentarily black out.

I quickly came back around and was helped off the field by a couple of
teammates. Any attempt I made to put weight on my right side caused an
intense cramp in my buttock and made my legs buckle.

It was really bad. A deep bruise and bone contusion complicated with
sciatic nerve pain. My right buttock was bruised black and I was out for at
least four to six weeks.

My name is Josh, an eighteen year old senior and starting running back for
my high school football team. Up until now, I had basically lived a charmed
life. I was a handsome kid from a great family who was motivated and
charmed physically. You know, the type of guy that you want to hate but
have to admire.

I had smarts, looks and skills on the gridiron. I was fast and strong -- at
6'2" I could run like a gazelle and pound through a hole.

Speaking of pounding through a hole -- I also had a great girlfriend --
Becky -- one of hottest girls at school. We were totally crazy about each
other.

Being injured was totally new to me and I was extremely depressed.  I
couldn't play football and my chances of getting a college scholarship were
badly diminished. I had to get back on the field as fast as I could.

There was only one choice -- buck up and throw myself into rehab with as
much enthusiasm as I did everything else in life.

My parents hooked me up with the best sports medicine facility in our area
and I started therapy almost right away.

The first couple of weeks were filled mainly with rest and a few stretching
exercises that the doctors prescribed. My buttock would still cramp badly
when I put weight on it, but I could tell it was slowly getting better.

By week three I was to start twice a week deep tissue massage to help work
the kinks out.

I limped in for my first massage feeling pretty excited about the next
phase of my recovery. I was eager to do anything I could to heal this
injury as fast as possible.

When I met my masseuse for the first time I immediately knew I was going to
be in good hands.

To put it bluntly -- Dev was built like a brick shit house. He was a light
skinned black man, probably around 28, who stood around 6'4" and carried
himself like a king.  I was instantly impressed by his manner and his
incredible physique. I prided myself on being in excellent shape but Dev
put me to shame.

We talked a lot about my injury and Dev told me about his background and
philosophy. He was into bodies and fitness and he talked a great game about
how he was going to improve my recovery. He had me totally at ease.

Stepping out of the room, he told me to strip naked and lay face down on
the massage table under a sheet and he'd be right back.

I relaxed under the sheet and Dev was back within a minute or two.

"Okay, let's see what we're dealing with" he said as he lifted the sheet
exposing my ass.

"Ouch -- that is a nasty ass bruise" he said causing me to laugh. "Okay,
Josh I want you to relax -- this is going to be painful but you gotta get
through the pain to get to the healing -- you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good" I said as I braced myself.

I heard him apply some lotion to his hands and then it happened -- he
touched my ass.

Up until that time in my life -- I don't think anyone ever touched my
ass. It was a brand new sensation and I was immediately entranced. Despite
the discomfort from my injury -- his hands felt amazing.

As his hands and fingers kneaded my injured butt I started to anticipate
his movements and gasped a few times as I felt his fingers get close to my
hole.

"You good Josh?" he asked and I breathlessly answered I was okay. In fact I
was more than okay -- I was in heaven. In a matter of seconds I was
sporting major wood and I had to stick my butt up a bit to make room for my
dick rubbing against the table.

I was hoping Dev didn't notice but as if he was reading my mind he said
"That's okay Josh -- erections are perfectly normal -- this area can be a
pretty active erogenous zone for some men"

I'll say! I loved his hands on my ass -- my dick was leaking like crazy and
I was in a sexual rapture trying to keep myself from building into a
frenzy.

I hadn't had sex with Becky since my injury and no doubt that the
nooky-less period contributed to my horniness. But Dev's hands were making
me crazy -- I was silently moaning with pleasure as his wonderful hands
worked my receptive butt.

All too soon, it was over. Dev said in a very matter of fact tone that we
were done and to get dressed. He left the room and I was shaking in stunned
pleasure with a huge hard on. My leaking dick had left pecker tracks all
over the table's sheet.

I got dressed as fast as I could and shoved my hard dick in my pants -- it
wouldn't go down! I quickly limped out of the office trying to conceal my
hard on.

To my chagrin, Dev stopped me at the door and gave me a bunch of exercises
to do before our next session. Thankfully he was all business and seemed
oblivious to my state.

I couldn't get home fast enough to jerk off. I blew a huge load as I
replayed the sensational rub down over and over again in my mind.

Twice a week, for the next three weeks, the scene replayed. I couldn't wait
for my sessions with Dev. Every time I sported wood and every time Dev made
no bones about it. I loved him working on my ass and openly gasped and
panted as he seemed to get closer and closer to massaging my hole as each
session went by.

My jerk-off sessions were all about these new found sensations coming from
my ass. I couldn't get over how hot it made me and how much I wanted Dev to
touch me. I wished that he could be working on my butt everyday for hours
for the rest of my life. I was totally fixated. Not necessarily on Dev, but
on the incredible pleasure he generated.

I was also getting better. The physical therapy, exercises and massage did
the trick and I was quickly closing in on being 100%.

Therapy and massages were coming to an end.

After my last massage Dev dispassionately said goodbye and good luck. I
shook his hand and walked away with my hard on wondering how I would ever
experience this pleasure again.

On the drive home -- my phone rang. "Hello Josh? It's Dev." I practically
drove off the road.

"Hey man, what's up? Did I forget something?" I nervously asked.

"No buddy, I just wanted to talk to you about something."

"Okay, sure" I answered not knowing exactly where this was going.

"Well, in addition to my work at the sports clinic, I also retain a few
private clients who I work on in a strictly confidential manner. I was
wondering if you might be interested in continuing -- first session is on
the house", he said as always -- matter of factly.

My heart was pounding out of my chest. "Um, yeah, I'll think about it. What
do you mean by confidential?"

"Well, I don't want to have any conflict of interest with the clinic, so
I'd like to keep this arrangement strictly between us, if that's okay".

"Sure," I answered. "So you think I still need some work?"

"You definitely could use some more work." He said with a slight chuckle --
it was the first time I'd ever heard him break his business like façade.

"Um, okay man, I'll let you know. First session on the house?" I asked
nervously.

"Absolutely.  If you like it after the first session we can figure
something out. I think you'll like it."

******************************************************

I was titillated and mortified. I desperately wanted to see Dev again but
the whole thing seemed unseemly. Up until this point he pretty much ignored
my obvious arousal and was totally businesslike. Now he calls me with a
"confidential" offer for private massage? What did it all mean?

It seemed kind of seedy and more than a little bit gay.

Despite the incredible pleasure I enjoyed from Dev working on my ass, I was
pretty sure I wasn't gay. I had no interest in guys at all - I just enjoyed
my ass being played with.

I admired Dev as a physical specimen, but I didn't think of him sexually --
I just wanted him to work my ass -- a hired hand so to speak.

I decided to ignore Dev's offer and get on with my life. Things quickly
went back to normal.  I was playing again and doing really well.

Becky and I were also having a blast. We were having sex as much as we
possibly could and my libido seemed to be on overdrive. I was especially
enjoying sticking my thick 8 inch dick in her pussy from behind and playing
with her ass a lot -- something new in our sexual repertoire. She would get
so turned on as I gave her light slaps and kneaded her hot, beautiful ass.

She seemed to be in bliss and yes, in the back of my mind I was jealous
that she was the one who got all the pleasure while I did all the work. I
was too embarrassed to ask her to play with my ass and things started to
get stale. Dev's offer was always in the back of my mind.

I finally gave him a call.

*****************************************************

I was nervous as hell as I showed up to Dev's apartment. He greeted me at
the door with a smile and led me in.

He dressed more causally than in the clinic - in shorts and a tight
T-shirt. But he was still pretty much business like. He had a table set up
in his living room and told me he would leave as I got undressed and on the
table. Pretty much the way we always did.

The big difference was the atmosphere -- the lights were dim, scented
candles flickered and there was dreamy music on in the background.

I got on the table and closed my eyes as Dev approached the table.

"You okay stud?" he whispered as he started to rub my shoulders. Stud? That
was definitely different.

"Yeah, I'm okay" I answered quietly.

He started to work my back. "You know, for a lot of men, the ass can be an
extreme pleasure center" He worked down to my lower back. "I couldn't help
but notice that you are one of those men" He moved his hands to my ass. I
moaned and was already hard as a rock.

"I like working on bodies Josh. Especially hot bodies like yours.
Especially hot jock bubble butts like yours." Dev stated as he began to
massage my cheeks apart. I gasped as I felt his breath on my asshole. "You
like it too, don't you?"

"Yes -- I do" I answered as I stuck my butt up to make room for my hard on
and give him unfettered access to my pleasure palace.

"Well let's get to work then" he said as he grabbed my leaking cock and
buried his face in my ass.

I was transported to another world. I was moaning and squirming like a
bitch in heat as I felt his tongue flick my hole and his hand stroke my
leaking cock.

I was in heaven. "Oh God!" I exclaimed as I shot a forceful load into his
hand.

"Wow, guess you like that, huh?" he exclaimed with a laugh in his voice and
keep on with his insanely hot rim job.

I was panting like a dog but still hard as a rock, "Oh my God, that feels
so good!" I moaned out in exasperated passion and shoved my ass back to
greet him oral ministrations.

I was grinding my ass against his face as he took both hands and spread my
cheeks wide. He lightly slapped my ass.

"Oh yeah", I exclaimed and wiggled my ass. I couldn't believe how much I
loved this ass play. I was acting just like Becky when I played with her
ass. It turned me on even more.

He continued with light spanking and rimming when I started to feel the
fingers working my hole.

"Oh yeah, baby, play with that hole", I couldn't believe the way I sounded
-- like a wanton slut -- but it felt soooo good I couldn't help it.

I was in a sexual haze. A finger. Bliss. The feeling of fullness, the
strange sensations were unbelievable. Two fingers. OMG! Within minutes I
was moving my ass back to greet his double-digit assault.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I exclaimed.

"You ready to get fucked baby?" Dev asked sexily.

Get fucked?  Time stopped and my world stood still. Get fucked by a guy?
His dick up my ass?


"That's the next step in your training" he said as he rotated his fingers
in my stretched hole.

I know it sounds silly, but I didn't really think about the end game here.
I was enjoying getting my ass played with. I never thought about the fact
that he would want to fuck me.

But I couldn't stop this incredible sexual experience. I needed him in my
ass.

"Fuck me" I said weakly.

"Yeah, you want my black cock up your ass?" he asked aggressively.

"Yeah"

"Yeah what?"

"Yeah, please stick your black cock up my ass" I said exasperatedly.

"All you had to do was ask baby" he said coyly.

The initial insertion hurt a bit. His cock was definitely thicker that the
three fingers he was using to stretch me out.

But I was in another plane of existence at this point. He had worked me up
to such a point that the experience was washing over me and I almost felt
like I wasn't in my body anymore.

As my ass relaxed around his cock he began to fuck me: light at first then
leading to what I can only describe as an ass pounding. I was making noises
that almost seemed inhuman. I was drooling and my eyes were rolled into the
back on my head as my rock hard dick slapped up and down as he pummeled me.

I was making noises to the rhythm of his fucking - "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
fuck, yeah, oh," matching every time he bottomed out and stretched my ass
to the limit. I screamed as I shot another huge load unexpectedly out of my
cock.

He didn't stop. He held me up like a rag doll and sawed into my ass. I was
literally putty in his hands.

With one last thrust and a forceful moan -- almost a scream -- he shot his
load and dropped me back on the table.

He pulled out of my ass and I started to cry and laugh at the same time. It
was joy, bliss, pain, disgust -- everything was too much.

"You okay baby?" he asked sweetly.

"Yeah" I croaked, totally out of breath.

He walked to the kitchen as I collected myself. I looked up to see his
incredible naked body walking back towards me with a glass of water -- his
condom covered dick leading the way.

Up until now I had not seen his cock -- I only felt it. It was pretty big
-- I'd say 9 inches and reasonably thick. I couldn't believe it was up my
ass.

He handed me the water and stood in front of me as he stripped off the
cum-loaded condom.

"Well, that was good -- how'd you like your session?" he asked as he wagged
his dick in my face.

"Unbelievable" I said in total exhaustion.

"You want to do this again sometime?" he asked.

"Um, sure" I said somewhat tentatively. Coming down from the whole ordeal I
wasn't quite sure of anything anymore.

"Okay, well this is the last free session. So if you want to do it again
there will be a price to pay." he answered.

"How much?"  I asked.

He moved his dick closer to my face -- the smell was pretty ripe. "Next
time, you suck my cock and swallow my load -- that's the price of
admission"



Well that's the first part of this sordid tale. I hope you enjoyed the
read.

Let me know if you'd like a chapter two.

Love to hear your feedback. Send me an email at tball101@hotmail.com