Date: Sat, 1 Sep 2012 10:31:45 -0700
From: tball101@hotmail.com
Subject: Gluteus Maximus - Pt. 12

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

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Previously in "Gluteus Maximus" - Chapter Eleven

George was a great lover and he fucked another load out of me and shortly
shot the third load of the day in my ass.

Dev shot a tasty load in my mouth and Hector finished off again by shooting
a bucket on my face and in my mouth. I fell over on the carpet and George
fell on top of me kissing me passionately, and we lie there making out
sharing and licking up Hector's cum.

It was hot.

"Damn, I gotta get this fucking carpet cleaned up" I heard Dev say
casually.

As Sunday Night Football started, I lie there making out with George
licking cum - totally satisfied and fully aware of what I have become.

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I was gay, a full-fledged cock-loving faggot. I never felt so complete in
my life.

George and I just lay on the floor kissing each other gently and looking
into each other's eyes, him smiling at me and touching my face.

"You're so beautiful," he said sweetly with a smile and I returned the
compliment, "So are you." We deep kissed again, the taste of cum slowly
fading from our tongues.

I heard Hector's Latino tinged accent from over on the couch, "You should
take this bitch down to the club, yo. The boys would go crazy for that
booty man."

"Oh yeah they would, but I don't want that ass getting wrecked by all those
horny assholes down there," Dev replied, "and this bitch can't say
no. She'd be pulling the train faster than you can say, "suck my
dick"". They laughed.

I looked at George curiously, "What's the club?"

"Club Mystique. It's a gay club in the hood. Mostly black. Hector is the
bouncer there. I dance there sometimes," he answered.

"Oh cool," I smiled. "Bet you're a great dancer."

He smiled broadly, "I got some moves. You should come down sometime
girlfriend. It's fun."

"I'm only eighteen," I responded quietly, getting hard again at the thought
of being in a roomful of big black cocks.

"I could get you in," George smiled and kissed me passionately again.

"Hey Georgie, what are you two in love?" Hector yelled out. "Come on over
and give Papi some sugar."

George jumped up and ran over to Hector and sat on his lap, "Okay Papi". He
threw his arms around Hector's neck and they started kissing. It was the
first time I fully realized how feminine George was.

"Come on over here, baby." Dev said and patted his knee.

There we were side by side. I was on Dev's lap, George was on Hector's,
making out and casually hanging on our men like a couple of chicks.

"You have a good time tonight baby?" Dev asked.

"Yeah. It was pretty hot." I replied with a smooch.

"Mmm," was all Dev replied as I could feel his cock start to stiffen yet
again under my bare ass.

We were all pretty exhausted but the making out did the trick and it wasn't
long before Dev and Hector were bending us over and sticking it in one more
time.

They each took an end of the couch and did us doggie style, George and I
face to face kissing each other, rhythmically grunting as they pounded
away.

Even though my ass was used, raw and sore, I couldn't help but be carried
away with lust.

I looked up at Hector's powerful frame and the sheer bliss on George's face
told the tale, we were both a couple of cock sluts.

"Oh Papi!Fuck me!" George yelled sounding very much like a woman as Hector
jack-hammered his ass.

I was a little more "manly", simply grunting, "Fuck yeah," every once in a
while.

All of a sudden I heard Dev say, "You want to switch?" from behind me and
looked up to see Hector nod in approval.

"Okay switch!" Dev yelled.

George and I both moaned in unison as the two stallions mercilessly removed
their rods, switched places and drove them back into our respective butt
holes.

"Oh God!" I screamed as I felt Hector's fist-like meat stretch me out. That
extra thickness felt insanely good. He wasted no time in slamming into me,
slapping my ass and yelling, "Yeah, bitch!"

"Fuck!" I screamed and quickly went into incoherent babbling slut mode, my
eyes rolled back into my head, my rock hard dick slapping up and down as
Hector pounded me with fury.

"Take that shit, bitch!" he yelled from behind me. All I could do was moan
and beg and scream and pound my fists with ecstasy.

I could feel an orgasm building up from deep in my ass, an exquisite,
torturous, painful yet incredible sensation traveling to the tip of my
dick. I have never felt anything like this before.

I felt totally out of control and just started screaming a high-pitched
scream as I felt the pain hit the tip of my cock and released the most
pleasurable cum of my life.

I couldn't stop. I screamed and yelped hysterically, practically
hyper-ventilating, not even able to utter a distinguishable word.

"Fuck!"  Hector yelled as released another load into me with one final slam
causing me to let out another high-pitched yelp.

Hector caught his breath and just stayed still in my ass. I started to calm
down and slowly become aware of my surroundings again. I looked up to see
Dev walking away from George wiping off his dick with a rag, as George
plopped down on the couch in front of me.

I smiled at him weakly as Hector pulled his thick meat out of my squishy
ass. "Ugh" was all I could muster.

"You okay baby?" George asked as he rubbed my head.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I just..." I couldn't finish my sentence.

"That's okay baby, you were in the zone. Hector's meat can do that. Come
on, let's take a shower." George said sweetly.

I was utterly and totally spent. I could barely talk as sweet George washed
my body and kissed me gently under the warm running water.

I winced with pain as he gingerly washed my sore asshole.

"That's it baby, push out that cum," he said quietly in my ear.

I pushed and looked down to see a stream of white cum rolling down my leg.

"No more dick for you for a few days girlfriend," George advised, "you're
gonna need to rest this fine pussy."

I was too tired to talk. My mind just kept replaying that last mind-blowing
fuck Hector threw me. My ass was now a totally broken-in pussy and I loved
it.

Despite my soreness, I knew that my sexual future was clearly defined –
not only was I gay, but I absolutely LOVED a big thick cock up my ass. I
knew at this moment that I could never live without it.

After the shower, I walked around in a daze slowly getting dressed and
ready to leave.  Dev was still in his robe, dick hanging out, wiping down
his leather couches as George and Hector said their goodbyes.

George and I exchanged numbers and he gave me a big hug, "Bye baby. You
take of that ass this week, okay?" I meekly smiled acknowledgement.

"Come `mere you sexy bitch," Hector said as he pulled me into his huge
body, gave me a bear hug and put my hand on the bulge in his pants.

"Anytime you want this again you call me, okay?" he said and gave me a deep
French kiss. As exhausted as I was, I couldn't help but moan and start to
get hard in my pants.

"Ah, Papi knows what you like baby." He smiled at me.

"I don't have your number", I said quietly.

"You call George," he said as I became suddenly aware that they were a
couple.

They walked out and I was left with Dev as he cleaned up the room.

"Well, I told ya, you are a big fucking slut," he said with a laugh. "You
have a good time?"

"Yeah.  Thanks." I didn't really know what to say. I was still in a bit of
a daze – almost in a state of shock over what I had just experienced.

Dev walked over to me and gave me a sweet kiss. "Okay man, I can see your
mind is blown.  But I knew exactly how you were gonna be today. You can't
help it. You are a big old power bottom, you can take dick for days."

He gave me another kiss. "Now you be careful with George and
Hector. They're nice and all but they are dogs. And don't go down to that
club. You'll be getting double-dicked at both ends before you know it."

I gave a weak laugh, scared and turned on at the thought.

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I got home and gingerly lowered my sore body to bed, my asshole throbbing
and my mind racing with thoughts of the day.

I had been totally fucked and I felt so utterly satisfied. The thought
Hector's thick meat bringing me to a state of semi-conscious bliss was such
a turn on.

I thought of George. He was so sweet and called me "girlfriend". He was a
little "swishy" but I had to laugh, even he, the most feminine guy in the
room, fucked my ass.

I on the other hand wanted no part of sticking my dick in a guy's ass, I
just wanted to get fucked.

Then I thought of Dev, the author of all this. I smiled at the thought of
him fretting over his cum splashed furniture and thought it was sweet how
he told me to be careful with George and Hector, amazed at the turn my life
had taken since I met him.

Then I thought of the mysterious Club Mystique and drifted off to dreams of
George dancing on a stage and me getting fucked by Hector in the middle of
the dance floor to the rhythm of the blaring techno music .

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Monday at school was a long day. I was so tired and sore I felt like I
could barely get through my classes.

Poor, sweet Becky, who was still in the afterglow of our weekend fucking,
greeted me with smiled and kisses at lunch only to find me quiet and
distant.

She started grilling me about what was wrong and I blew up at her to back
off. She walked away with tears in her eyes and I felt so tired I really
didn't care. I had to figure out what to do with her.

By the time of my first special practice with Ray and Coach Peterson, I was
really dragging my ass.

I was so tired I didn't even think about any potential awkwardness between
Ray and I.

After all, the last time we saw each other was Friday night at the diner
after he fucked my ass with his huge 11" cock. I felt like I had lived a
lifetime since then.

My malaise was completely obvious to both of them. I sucked at my drills
and the Coach chewed me out pretty bad while Ray just stood there and
glared at me.

I just made up some excuse about not feeling good and the Coach told me to
hit the showers.

I slunk off to the locker room feeling pretty crappy. I was getting
undressed when Ray came in and slammed a locker shut.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked in a loud whisper.

"I don't know man, tough day that's all, don't feel good." I replied.

He came up to me menacingly and grabbed me by the shoulder. "Look man, I
don't need this faggot shit, aight?"

"Oh shit" I thought. He's pissed and embarrassed about Friday night. He had
no idea that this had nothing to do with him. "What the fuck man, I'm just
tired," I protested.

His eyes were popping out of his head as he gave me a withering glare.

We stared at each other for a second. His face was full of emotion. It
almost looked like he was ready to cry.

He could barely speak. "If you fuck this up for me... I swear, I'll..."

I looked at him with increasing fear and confusion, preparing for a punch
in the face.

Instead, he then simply said, "oh, fuck", and pulled me in for hot, wet,
deep kiss.

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Sorry for the long wait between installments! I hope you enjoyed the
read. Thanks to all who have sent such positive emails. Love to hear your
feedback. Send me an email at tball101@hotmail.com

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