Date: Tue, 30 Mar 2010 17:43:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mr Stretch <rockonmr2010@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gym Jock's Bitch - Part 2

If you are a minor or it illegal for you to read about sex between two men,
the leave now. Otherwise, enjoy.

	He emailed me each day that next week, with a more strenuous
workout and stricter diet. He told me he wanted me more lean, more
twink-like. I was to keep shaving daily. He began to control my appearance,
and his methods yield gradual and visible results. He still saw me at our
regular gym each morning, but he only watched me from his shower as I plug
fucked myself while he watched and jacked off. Sometimes he'd give me his
piss or cum in a bottle before he'd leave for work, leaving me hot,
bothered and definitely sexually frustrated, as I was not allowed to cum
for two weeks.
	He instructed me to buy three size butt plugs in black: small and
straight, medium and curved (prostate stimulator), and the last one was
huge and tapered, like a christmas tree. I was given various instructions
during the week of when and how to use them. All of them involved clenching
exercises, as my new master wanted me to increase my ass capacity while
still maintaining my ability to squeeze his cock very hard when he fucked
me.
	He was married and had a normal straight life with his family, but
he began a secret life with me where he could be a dominant and aggressive
alpha top stud. He wanted to use me and own me, and I wanted to be used. He
had me in his total control. I thought about him 24/7, and I was always
leaking copious amounts of pre-cum as I followed his orders to the letter.
	The most strenuous task was the medium curved plug. It was designed
to curve into my prostate while I had it in, but his instructions included
a requirement to turn the plug once fully inserted 360 degrees... this
stretched my whole anal cavity with a span of a 6 inch diameter. While I
rotated it in my bowel, the pain was off the charts. I could only do one
spin every few minutes, as I would spasm in pain for quite some time
after. But once it returned to its resting place on my prostate, I was in
pig heaven again. No pain, no gain. While I was allowed to drink my piss
and pre-cum, I was forbidden to cum until the Saturday two weeks after our
first fuck session at the "Pay As You Go" gym. We met there again on
Saturday morning at 6am. I was early and naked, with the medium curved plug
inside me and a tight cock ring on as instucted. He made me suck his cock
as soon as he arrived, right out in the middle of the locker room. Luckily
no one showed up until after he came in my mouth. Then, he gave me another
jockstrap to wear. It had once been white, but now it was filthy and fowl,
stained yellow and brown from piss, cum, sweat and stench. I could smell it
as I wore it and dressed in skimpy shorts, leaving not much to the
imagination. I was given the same ripped "wife beater" shirt to wear in the
gym, while he wore new clean respectable gym clothes. He gave me his
morning piss in a one quart water bottle. I was so embarrassed to work out
in such attire. All the other customers could clearly smell my stench, but
to see my skimpy clothes made me look like a cheap street whore.
	My master, whose name I still do not know, only wants me to address
him as "Sir", "Master", or "Daddy." He put me through a vigorous workout of
quads, glutes, and abs, which were particularly difficult due to the curved
prostate plug in my ass. I also had to piss like a race horse after he made
me drink the quart of his morning piss. Whenever I'd do a set of 25
crunches, he'd push down hard on my bladder so I'd feel the discomfort even
more. He'd whisper under his breath, only loud enough so I could hear it,
"Feel my piss in your belly boi? You're gonna just keep recycling that all
day, bitch." I would spring a total boner when he'd talk to me like that. I
was sure that my cock would spring right out of the jock and shorts if he
kept that up. I felt so humiliated as he kept me on the peek of a sexual
high in front of other men working out at the gym. I wondered what those
other member must have thought of this stud and why he was working out with
a stinking twink like me.
	After a full 75 minutes of torturous workout, he slapped my ass and
whispered, "Time for me to tap that ass, son. You know where to meet me
pig." I nearly killed myself as I sprinted down the stairs to the locker
room. It was still early, and very few patrons had showed up yet. This gym
had private showers and large sauna that was perfect for fucking. YOu could
hear if someone entered the locker room, so you'd have time to get composed
before they'd walk into the sauna. As I began to strip, one man came in as
I was naked, wearing a cock ring and butt plug, but he did not even seem to
notice me. I headed for the first shower as he finished dressing and walked
out. I did not turn on the water yet, as my master was to join me and I did
not want other patrons to know there was already someone in this shower
stall. Soon, I heard the locker room door open again, and my master joined
me shortly wearing only a towel. I was not allowed to have a towel at the
gym. I was to remain naked until I drip dried, and I was forbidden to cover
myself, even if I was erect, as part of my humiliation and obedience to
him.
	Once the shower was on, he pulled out my plug and told me to go get
my huge Christmas Tree plug and jock strap. I left the shower, worried that
a customer could catch me erect at any time, but I was able to return
without being caught. He pushed the jock into my mouth, then told me to
bend over for the tree. He really got off, calling me a whore and slut as
he worked the three tiers of the plug into my ass. The final and largest
tier was excruciating, but he just enjoyed seeing me strain to hold it and
wimper. He'd ask how it felt and pull out my jock gag. I'd literally cry
out, "Oh sir, it hurts to much sir!" but he only enjoyed that more.
	"Keep crying, pig, I like seeing my boi face a challenge. But your
cunt better still be tight for me, pig, or I'll beat your ass red!"
	Finally, he pulled out the tree plug and replaced it with his
gorgeous uncut cock. He made it clear that I was to clench him hard on the
in push, and relax on the withdrawal. He wasted no time working up to full
length thrusts of deep ass fucking with full pull out to the head of his
cock. My ass was on fire from the plugged workout, then the tree-plug warm
up, and now the assault and rape with his thick uncut cock.
	He fucked me fast and hard for about five minutes and I was really
moaning loudly through the jock gag. Then, we heard two men enter the
locker room, talking jock talk about last night's game or some hetero
bullshit. He had to slow his fuck pace to quiet me down. As I relaxed and
he stopped until they left, he did the unexpected. He filled my ass with
his piss. He took advantage of their intrusion to just rest inside me and
let his flow go into my bowels. I was really on fire now. His full load of
piss was about to make this ass fucking more uncomfortable for me and more
enjoyable for him, just the way he wanted things.
	We heard the two sports fans leave, and he pulled the jock from my
mouth. "Talk to me, bitch. Tell me how this piss fucking feels now pig." He
began to ride me hard and deep, and I clenched my best, but I could feel
trickles of his piss starting to escape down my legs as he fucked me bent
over in that shower.
	I could only get words out during my exhales, when he'd withdraw,
so I would say in the rhythm of his fucking.... clench/pushing into me..."I
feel like such a slut sir".... clench/push.... "fuck my boi cunt
sir".... clench/push... "it hurts so good sir".... clench push...."oh sir,
I don't know how much more I can take sir".
	I went on like that, and he'd whisper back, "Yeah boi, I own your
bitch ass pig. Daddy's gonna bread your piss filled hole. You dumb cunt,
you're just made to be used by a real man." That did it. He impaled me
hard, and held me tight while his hips bucked and he shot volley after
volley of hot seed deep into my piss drenched guts. As I looked between my
legs, I could see a long thick rope of my own precum hanging from my cock,
and my balls were purple yearning for release. His balls were visible to me
there, and I could see yellow piss flowing slowly down my legs. I clenched
him hard as he soften slightly. He caught his breath and said, "When I pull
out, go to my locker and get the container. It has a ball stretcher in it,
pig. Bring that too."
	When I returned to him, he was leaning confidently and cocky
against the shower wall, wearing the dirty jock and a nasty smile. I was
worried about what he had planned next. The medium curved plug and huge
tree dildo lay on the shower floor at his feet. He took the ball stretcher
from the container, and yanked my balls down forcefully, causing me to
scream out. He just laughed, and he snapped the leather ball stretcher onto
my scrotum, forcing my poor nuts to hang a good 3 inches away from my
purple, swollen cock. Then he attached the container to the ball stretcher,
so it hung below my balls. "Okay, boi, here's the deal. You can piss now,
but you have to piss into that container, which will get heavy and stretch
your aching balls even more son. Or, you can just suffer with a full
bladder. You're call boi. Can't say I'm not fair."
	I was in agony. I had a bladder full of my own piss, an ass full of
his piss and cum, and I really needed to let them both go. I opted to piss
into the container. "How much can piss weigh?" I thought naively. I aimed
my swollen cock into the container and let it rip. I pissed with such speed
and volumn, it surprised even him. As the container began to fill, the
reality of the pain hit me. My balls were in more pain than I have ever
experienced. I started to cry like a boy. He just put two fingers in my
mouth, to sooth me.
	"That's a good pig. I needed to break you boi. When a boi cries in
submission, it shows his love and loyalty to his daddy. Now, I'll let you
drink that, so you can fill it again later." He removed the container, but
not the ball stretcher. That gave some relief. He offered my the piss at my
lips, and without prompting, through my sobs and snotty sniffles, I drank
it freely. I swallowed every drop of my piss as he tweeked my nipples and
slapped playfully and painfully at my balls. I was so lost in his absolute
control of me. My head was dizzy. My bowels needed relief and my cock and
balls ached in pain. He pushed me down into a squat, then got behing me and
lowered the container under my anus. "Okay boi, fill it up again." I did
not need any further prompting. I projectile pissed my bowel contents out
of my ass. He had to tilt the container over my hole to catch it all. It
filled the hole contatiner, and he reached around to hand it to me. "Sit at
my feet and drink this cum, piss and ass juice boy." I obeyed, feeling only
the pain in my cock and balls now. I was so happy to have my bladder and
bowels empty, but if made the reality of my blue balls that much more
obvious. I drank the container of my masters seed, piss, and my ass
juices. He pulled me to my feet, and slapped my nuts again. I cried out in
pain, but he pulled me into a bear hug and silenced me with a deep french
kiss. His tongue was so hungry for my mouth and he raped it with his deep
tongue movements. He tasted his piss and cum and my ass in my mouth. It
seemed to refuel his desire for me.
	"In the sauna boi. Put the plugs and container away in my locker
for now." When I met him, he was still wearing the dirty jock on his fully
erect cock. He was lying on his back on the top sauna bench. "Take these
off with your teach, bitch." I bend down and could smell the rank of this
body smells on the filthy jock. He must have pissed and cum into it for two
weeks to get it that soiled. I think he must have wiped himself with it
too. Once I had it off his feet, he pulled me on top of him. "I want you to
cum on my chest as I fuck you boi. I like how you fed me your cum last
time. The only rule is you can't touch your cock." I mounted him in an
instant. I knew that I would shoot the biggest load of my life since I had
not cum for two weeks. My cock only had to rub along his furry belly for me
to shoot. I started rocking my ass on his fat cock like a bitch in heat,
moaning loudly, yearning to get off on this alpha stud. He had me in his
complete control. I rocked on his hard cock and he frenched kissed me, my
cock rubbing in rhyth on his hairy abs. He knew I wouldn't last long, but
he liked it when I started shooting my load on his chest, because my ass
automatically clenched hard on his cock, giving him an even better fuck
ride on my bitch ass cunt. He shot soon after. We lay there, exhausted for
a few minutes. Soon, his cock popped out of my ass, and he said, "Clean me
up pig." I dropped between his legs and sucked my ass stick off his
gorgeous semi soft cock. Then he pulled me to his chest and said, "Feed me
your spunk, boi." I licked up cum spot after cum spot, then snowballed it
to his lips. He'd slurp it into his mouth, then spit of feed it back to me
as we kissed, his tongue always in charge as he raped my mouth. When his
chest was free of my spunk, he told me to put the jock back into my mouth
and sit up on the bench while he briefed me on what would come next.
	I became student of the master, me sitting with a jock gag, as he
got up and paced the sauna, his fat cock still party hard, wagging in front
of him. "I'm going on a business trip next week. I need you to meet me in
Chicago. I've done some research, and there is bath house there where I
intend to continue your training. You need to be there by Friday evening
next week."
	I only live 2 hours from there, so even if I couldn't get off work,
surely I could make it there by evening. "Watch for my emails. There are
more instuctions coming pig." Before he left, the patted my stomach. "Is
your bladder full yet pig?"
	"Yes sir."
	"Okay, I'll let you drink that as our last act before I leave now.
Go get the container." I was back in a flash. I filled it right at the
sauna door, but as I was finishing my piss, a customer entered the locker
room. I stepped inside so the sauna door closer. "Even if that customer
comes in here, boi, you drink that til it is gone, pig." I began to drink
it, but I heard the locker room visitor enter a shower. When I finished, he
spit in my mouth one last time, told me to swallow, and left. I air dried
and dressed as he showered dressed. As we went to the parking lot, he
slapped my ass and said, "Next week, I'm going to share you. Hope you're up
for it, pig."

To be continued....
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