Date: Thu, 31 Mar 2016 15:46:25 -0400
From: Duane Colwell <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Life and Times of Daryl Tanner, Chapter Ten

This is a story of a Bully.  A story of gay dominance and rough sex.  If
you don't like this kind of story please don't read it.   Also, If you are
under the legal age of consent, you should not read this either.

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Recap:  Tanner is a bully.  Just ask Charlie, his best bud.  He'll tell
you.  He is also a stud, with a physique and looks to die for.  An
absolutely perfect specimen of humankind at only seventeen years of
age. Tanner has decided to get 'acquainted' with and build his own 'haram'
of fuck boys.  He's had Darrell and Larry, the high school wrestlers, and
he's had Jerod and Jim, the football players as well as Rasheed, the black
competitive bodybuilder, and Mr. Carson, the chemistry teacher.  Tanner has
a way about him, and all his 'acquaint' boys seem to fall in love with him.
Charlie has blown Tanner twice, and is madly in love with him, and he wants
to seal that love and his position as Tanner's number one bud by getting
fucked.  But while Tanner is fucking everyone else, he never seems to get
around to Charlie.  Scrawny little Charlie,  being a perfect little puppy,
just tags along and watches.

Today is Saturday, and Jim, the big lineman on the football team is meeting
Tanner at Charlie's house at 10:00 AM to get fucked.  To get fucked, and
maybe get into some kinky stuff.


The Life and Times of Daryl Tanner
Subtitle: The Bully
Chapter Ten


"Tanner, I didn't know" "I said.  "I didn't know.  Her weekend hours are
always weird, you know that."

"You ignorant little shit, Charlie" Tanner growled back at me.  "Why the
fuck didn't you tell me this yesterday?"

"Please, Tanner.  I didn't know" I said, pleading with him.  "She didn't
tell me until this morning.  I'm really sorry Tanner, but I couldn't tell
you because I didn't know."  Somehow, no matter how careful I was, I always
seemed to get into trouble with Tanner, and ended up pleading with him for
forgiveness.  So here we were again.

My Mom worked from 3:00 PM to 1:00 AM during the week, but weekends were
just simply weird.  She always took the overtime when she could get it,
which was most weekends.  I know she struggled to pay the bills since my
asshole father left, so she just seemed to work all the time.

I admit we really did have a nice house.  I've seen other guys houses and
they aren't like ours.  We lived in the fancy part of town and all the
houses were enormous, including Tanner's and mine, all over 4,500 square
feet, so that's why my bedroom is so big.

Mom said that it was almost paid for when Dad left, so with refinancing she
was able to make the payments.

In case you missed it, the reason Tanner is at my house all the time is not
because his bedroom is too small, in fact his is as big as mine.  It's
because his father is a real asshole with a terrible temper, so Tanner
stays away from the house as much as possible.  He says his mother is a
mouse, terrified of her husband, and barely comes out of her bedroom.
Weird, huh?

"You're a total asshole, Charlie.  You know that?" Tanner growled.  "Why
the fuck didn't you find out yesterday?"

"Please, Tanner, please" I pleaded.  "I'm sorry.  I know I should have
asked her, but I didn't think of it and I really didn't have a chance.  I
didn't see her until this morning.  Honest, Tanner.  I called you the
minute I found out."

"It's nine o'clock you little fucker" he growled.  "Jim's coming at ten.
So what am I supposed to do with him?"  I hated Tanner being mad at me.  I
hated, hated, hated it.  But I kept getting myself into predicaments that
really pissed him off.  And it didn't take much to piss Tanner off anyway.
He was accustomed to getting his own way, and was not very tolerant when he
didn't get it.

"I don't know, Tanner.  I ... I ... I ... I don't know" I whimpered.  Yeah,
I was tearing up now.

"Well, now that you've ruined my whole weekend, you call him and cancel" he
snapped and hung up.  I just sat there for a couple minutes with the tears
dripping down.  God, I hated it when he was mad at me.

Tanner told me to call Jim and cancel, but I didn't have his telephone
number.  I didn't even know what his last name was.  I knew he and Jerod
were best friends, but I didn't have Jerod's number either.  I had no
choice but to call Tanner back.

He didn't answer.

So, there was nothing else I could do except go across the street and get
the number from him.  I Didn't dare not make the call after Tanner had
ordered me to do it.  Tanner's order's were to be obeyed, period.

My mom was in the front yard cleaning the flower beds as came out of the
house.  "I have to run over and see Tanner for a minute" I said.

"He's not coming here?  I thought he lived here" she joked.  I wasn't in
the mood for any jokes so I just headed across the street.

I didn't try to sneak around through the back door, like I'd done before,
because those times I was trying to hide.  This time he wasn't expecting
me, and Mom was watching so I had to knock on the door.  "What do you want"
the man said as he opened the door.  This had to be Mr. Tanner, and
although I'd never met him before, I could see why Tanner said he was a
shit.

"I'm Charlie, from across the street" I squeaked.  Yeah, the guy was
intimidating.  He was a big man, not like Tanner of course, but he was big.
Probably in his middle thirties, just like my Mom and looked to be in
decent shape.  "I'd like to see Tanner" I said.

"His name is Daryl" the man said, but he didn't snap at me this time.
"He's upstairs" he said and let me in.  I headed through the living room to
the stairs.  "Is your Mom home today" the man asked, which sure as hell
caught me by surprise.  I didn't know he had even met my Mom.

"Ah, yeah" I said.  "She's home today."  He turned to look out the window
as I headed upstairs.  I knocked softly but there was no answer.  I knocked
again.  "Tanner, it's me.  I'm ...  Ahhh ,...  Tanner, I don't have Jim's
telephone number."  I waited.

"Come in" I finally heard his voice, and it was not a friendly tone.  So I
went into his bedroom.  He was lying down on his bed wearing blue training
shorts and a wifebeater, reading a magazine.  I closed the door and just
stood there for a moment.  Tanner didn't move.

"Tanner.  Ahhh ... Master" I said and then gulped.  "Master, I don't have
Jim's telephone number."

"You don't call me that outside your bedroom" he growled, not even looking
at me.

"Yes, sir.  Sorry, sir.  Ahhh ... Tanner."  I had to clear my throat.  I
just stood there waiting but Tanner didn't say anything.  The magazine he
was reading was 'Teen Muscle' with a muscle kid on the cover.  He didn't
look half as good as Tanner.

Finally Tanner spoke.  "It's in my cell" he said and pointed at the bedside
table.  I walked over and picked up his cell phone from the table.  I
pulled up Jim's number.

"Shall I ...  Can I call him now?" I asked.

"Of course, you dumb shit" he snapped.  So I called Jim and told him that
Tanner would get back to him.  He could tell that I was calling from
Tanner's phone and demanded to talk to Tanner.  But Tanner seemed to be
concentrating on his magazine and there was nothing I could say to Jim
except that Tanner wasn't available.  Tanner didn't offer me any help at
all.  Jim started yelling at me so I basically had to hang up on him.  I
hoped I wouldn't meet him around school anytime soon because he'd probably
crush me like a bug.

Tanner still didn't say a word or even look at me, so I put the phone down
and headed for the door.  "Come here" he said just as I had my hand on the
doorknob.  That got me excited because maybe he'd let me explain and
apologize.  But it also frightened me because I knew he was going to punish
me.  Yeah, I knew it.  That was simply the way it was with Tanner.  Nobody,
and I mean nobody, and me in particular it seems, was allowed to fuck with
him and get away with it.  I may love him and he may love me but a fuckup
was a fuckup and always required a response.

To Tanner it's training.  He says he gets 'acquainted' with guys, but
actually it's more like he trains them.  He trains them to serve him, and
that requires equal amounts of reward and punishment, pleasure and pain.

As I walked over to the bed he sat up, putting his feet on the floor.  He
just looked me in the eye for at least a full minute while I stood there
shaking.  I can't actually say I was shaking in fear, it was more like
exaltation.  I knew he was going to hit me, he was going to hurt me, but
that was okay.  I deserved it for fucking up and getting him mad at me.

So I was ready, I knew he'd let me have it, probably slapping me in the
face, maybe twice, but at least I'd be on my way back into his good graces
again.  All I wanted was for him to stop being mad at me.  I loved him
dearly and just wanted see him happy again.  I just wanted to show him how
devoted I was and how much I loved him.  I could accept a little pain.

Then he punched me, hard, really hard, really really hard, in the stomach,
sending me flying across the room.

That shows you his amazing strength.  His fist couldn't have been more than
a foot in front of me, but the power of that blow slamming into my stomach
sent me flying six or eight feet away, and it felt like a sledgehammer had
gone all the way through me and hit my backbone.  I couldn't breathe.

It felt like he'd broken me in half but I couldn't even yell.  I was so
stunned, it must have been thirty seconds before I was even able to gasp
for breath.  I think I was damn near unconscious.  But then I took a huge
gasp, finally able to breathe, and then started gasping madly.  It was a
few seconds more when the pain actually hit me, and I really yelled.
'Aaaaaaach'.  The pain was incredible.  I had to wonder if he'd rearranged
my innards.

Tanner had never hurt me like this before, and I was horrified beyond
belief.  How could he do this to me?  I know he has unlimited strength, and
I know he'd probably held back when he'd punished me before, but he sure as
hell hadn't held back this time.  I only hoped nothing was broke.

 I just lay there stunned, holding my aching stomach and groaning for the
longest time.  Then, finally as I began to return to reality, I opened my
eyes and looked up at him.

He was sitting there on the side of the bed looking at me calmly, seemingly
not at all bothered by my pain.  But of course he wasn't.  Why would I
expect him to be?  I had enraged him with my stupidity.  I had ruined his
weekend so of course he was angry.  This was the punishment that I
deserved.

As I lay there looking at him, seemingly paralyzed and not able to move, I
came to the realization that maybe I couldn't meet his expectations.  For
the first time since I'd met him, since he'd moved across the street from
me, I was beginning to have doubts.  Maybe I was simply too much of a
drudge for him.

I know he's a god, really.  Yes, really, I recognize that.  He is
definitely a superior being, superior to me by a long shot, and I've always
accepted that.  But somehow I thought I could get him to accept me as I am,
a humble disciple, obviously inferior but totally devoted to him.  An
adherent who was grateful for any attention he could get.

That's all I wanted.  His acceptance of my willingness to serve him in any
way I could, just to keep his friendship.  But it now seemed obvious that I
was expecting too much.  I simply wasn't good enough to meet his
stratospheric demands and conditions.  It seems obvious that I've lost him.

Finally I was able to speak, actually wheeze: "Tanner" I whimpered.  But
then I started to cry.  "Tanner" I sobbed.  "I'm so sorry."  And I was.  I
really was.  I was sorry for disappointing him, and I was sorry that I
didn't meet his expectations, and I was sorry I was losing him.

Finally, keeping that stoic look on his face, he spoke.  "You can be a real
prick sometimes, Charlie" he said.  I think my heart broke.

"Yes, s-s-sir" I sobbed; I was really crying now.  "I know.  I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry."  I was still lying on my side on the floor holding my aching
stomach, but my eyes were now filling with tears.

"So, you're sorry" he said.  I wasn't sure what that meant, but in didn't
matter now.  It seemed to be obvious he wouldn't accept any apology I might
have to offer.  This had simply gone too far.

"Yes, T-T-Tanner.  Yes, Master.  Yes.  I'm sorry" I whimpered.  I could
hardly see him for the tears in my eyes, but it looked like he was now
frowning at me.  I guess he was simply disgusted with me, and I guess I
understood that.  It was over.  I still had this enormous pain in my
stomach, but I also had an enormous pain in my soul.  I couldn't stop
crying, but I didn't even want to stop crying, ever.  I felt like my life
was over.

There was s long pause and then he spoke.  "I think I'm falling in love
with you, Charlie" he said.  ????

What?

What did he say?

Then he came over and lifted me up in his muscular arms and carried me to
the bed.  I was still holding on to my throbbing stomach as he laid me down
on my back.  Standing there next to the bed looking down at me, he gently
pulled my t-shirt up and off.  Then he took hold of my hands and raised
them up over my head and held them there with one hand.

Bending down, he gave me a quick kiss on my nose, another on my lips, and
then on my chin.  "You are so cute.  Yeah, I think I'm falling for you" he
said, looking me in the eyes and smiling for the first time.  I was still
hurting so much that I couldn't really appreciate what he was doing and
saying.  But ...  But, it was slowly sinking in that he was being
incredibly sweet and loving.

Then he bent down to my chest and gave my right nipple a kiss, and then
started licking around it.  He kissed it and licked it, and then nibbled on
the little bud a bit before moving over to my left side.  I was shocked.  I
was hurting but I was shocked, and pain or no pain, I was beginning to get
excited about it.  He'd never done anything like this before.  He'd been
warm and loving but never like this.  I loved it.  Of course, obviously, I
loved it.

"You're a skinny runt, Charlie" he whispered, as he momentarily raised his
head and looked me in the eye.  "But I love you anyway."  He bent back down
and kept licking his way around my chest.  I was thrilled.  I was still
hurting but I was thrilled.

Then he moved down to my aching stomach and started with soft gentle
kisses, as if he was kissing the pain away.  And it was working, because my
dick was beginning to wake up.  I was going to be sore for days, but right
now, with this demigod actually worshiping my wimpy body, I had to push the
pain aside and begin to appreciate what was happening to me.

Still holding my hands above my head with one hand, which wasn't really
necessary, but was a clear sign of his control, he kissed and licked and
kissed and licked, covering every inch of my aching stomach over and over
again.

After several minutes he raised his head and looked me in the eye.  "Don't
ever make me hurt you again, Charlie" he said.  "Okay?  Never again."

"Yes, sir.  Yes, Tanner" I gasped.  Yes, I gasped.  Not from pain, but from
lust.  I was getting incredibly turned on.  But how could I not?  When was
the last time you had a god, a superman, ardently kissing and licking your
scrawny body?  It was beyond glorious, it was stupendious.

He gave me a wink and a smile as he stood up by the bed and undressed,
removing his wifebeater, his shorts and bikini.  Giving me another wink and
a smile, he performed a double bicep pose giving me the benefit of his
incredibly muscular body. Then he moved to the 'most muscular' pose,
showing his astonishing chest and shoulders and overall physique.  As
always, I was in complete awe of him, and gasped in amazement.  He was so
gorgeous, so perfect in every way, so massively muscular and beautiful, he
could only be some superior being, a super human, a superman.

"This is yours, Charlie" he said, holding the pose and grinning at me.
"All yours."

Stepping to the bottom of the bed, he removed my sandals and then pulled my
shorts and bikini down and off.  Giving me another smile, he got on the bed
and raised my legs, putting them on his shoulders.

"No cream for you, baby" he said showing a big grin.  "You want the real
thing.  You want to feel me in you."  This was another one of those times
when I think my heart skipped a beat, I was completely bewildered, call it
astonishment overload.  This was all happening so fast.  He had just
clobbered me violently, and now he was going to fuck me, something I'd been
begging for.  Tanner, my god and Master, was going to fuck me.  I was so
excited that I thought the top of my head was going to blow off.

Keeping his eyes on me, he spit on his hand and rubbed it in my crack.  He
spit a couple more times before finally sticking a finger into my hole, his
eyes glued to mine the whole time.  I moaned.  Hell yes I moaned, but it
was not a moan of pain, but a moan of excitement.  A moan of exhilaration.
Tanner was going to fuck me.  It was finally going to happen.

He had this enormous grin on his face and he pushed two fingers into my
hole.  He knew how excited I was.  Hell, I'd been bugging him for days for
this, so of course he knew how badly I wanted it.

"Ohhh, Tanner, Tanner, Tanner" I whimpered.  What else could it be except a
whimper.  My excitement was simply beyond belief.  And the pain in my
stomach?  What pain was that?  I didn't remember any pain.  Oh, I'd
remember it later, but right now it was insignificant.

"It's gonna be good, baby" Tanner said as he bent down and gave me a quick
peck on the lips.  "Tanner knows how to treat virgins.  You're going to
love it."  Then, pulling my legs apart raising my ass, he took aim, lining
up his enormous prick against my little pucker.  I closed my eyes and
prepared myself.

Actually, Tanner had done one hell of a job of preparing me.  He'd spit a
number of times, and had worked his two fingers around stretching my hole,
so I was about as ready as I possibly could be.

It hurt like hell.  I scrunched up my face and groaned softly as he pressed
into me, forcing my little hole to open up, expanding enormously to accept
his the head of his prick.  I didn't scream, I groaned.  But, I loved it!
It was excruciating, but I really loved it.  This was Tanner.  This was my
god.

It felt like a baseball bat forcing its way in as I opened up and took him.
I was panting like mad, trying to ease the pain, as he stopped and just
waited for me to adjust.  "It's alright, virgin boy" he whispered.  "It'll
get better.  A whole lot better."

And did it ever.  Damn, did it ever get better.  And as I've said before, I
wanted the pain.  Serving Tanner, allowing him the pleasure of using me, I
didn't want it to be easy.  I wanted him to know how much I loved him and
how much I wanted him, how much I wanted to serve him, how much I wanted
him to take his pleasure from me.  My pain was giving him pleasure, so I
would not only accept it, I would revel in it.

Yes, I'd revel in the pain as long as it was coming from my Master, my
superman, my Tanner.

So far, Tanner only had the head of his boubous dick in my ass, but now, as
he grinned down at me, he pushed in a couple inches.  It hurt, but who
cares.  I was drowning in that grin on his face, and any other thoughts or
feelings were insignificant.

Pulling back just a smidgen, he pushed in a little further.

It was obvious that he was doing this lovingly because he was being so
careful with my very virgin ass.  Very gradually, moving only an inch at a
time, he pulled back and pushed, and then did it again, and again.  Very
slowly sinking his enormous pecker deeper into my butt.

Of course, it hurt, but I made an immediate decision that I would stop
thinking of the pain and focus on my Master's beautiful smile.  I won't
mention it again.

It was minutes, maybe as long as ten, before Tanner had all of his many
inches of man meat stuffed into my ass.  He had his hands on my ankles
holding my legs wide apart, and lifting my ass up slightly off the bed, to
give him the best angle.  Then he started to fuck.  Up to this moment I
know he was thinking of me and only me, very aware that I was a virgin, and
taking great care.

But now, Tanner being the narcissistic macho man that he was, his own
feelings took over, and he started to fuck.  No more feelings of tender
loving care, but just rough carnal fucking.  I was there to be used for his
pleasure, and he was determined to get a lot of pleasure.  My feeling were
now secondary to the feelings he was getting from his prick.

He pulled almost all the way out, right to the swollen head, and slammed it
back in, shaking the bed.

I may be a skinny runt, and Tanner may love fucking muscle boys, but he
knew how mad I was for him, and he knew how much I've been wanting this, so
he was well aware that he could do anything to me and I would love him all
the more.  He could take me and use me, and be as rough or even cruel as he
wanted and I would eat it up and love him for it.  I was simply his fuck
toy to be used and abused in any way he wished.

So he went at it, slamming into me and shaking the bed with each thrust.
He had his eyes closed now and was facing up as he fucked, focusing totally
on the feeling in his prick.  I grunted with each thrust as he banged into
me, keeping my eyes on that look of 'bliss' on his face.

I knew it was going to be good when he fucked me, but this was beyond good,
this was glorious.  I loved it.  I loved serving him.  I loved him, my
Master, taking his pleasure from me.  I felt like I'd died and gone to
heaven.

I know Tanner must have been really hot, I could see from the look on his
face that he was enjoying the hell out of this, but he kept going, on and
on and on.  I felt an enormous glow surge through my body as I realized how
much he was enjoying this; he didn't want it to end.

So he went on and on, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes, of hard
fucking, each and every thrust banging into me.  I was elated that he was
getting so much satisfaction from fucking me and I didn't want to end,
ever.  I wanted that dick up my ass from here to eternity.



"Ohhhh fuuuuck" Tanner howled when he finally, finally, finally reached his
peak, and slamming it to me one more time, so hard that I banged my head
against the head board with a thud, he let loose.  "Shiiit, shiiit, shiiit"
he yelled as he fired into my ass.

I looked up in his sweating face in total awe, watching this superman's
show of incredible euphoria as he let go into me.  Of course my dick was
standing up and dripping as Tanner fired over and over.

And then, as amazing as it seems, right in the middle of his own
ejaculation, Tanner reached down and slapped my dick, hard, and then
slapped it again.  That's all it took; I let fly.  Somehow Tanner knew
that, he knew those two slaps would take me over the top.  As Tanner
continued shooting, I started shooting too.

My first shot landed on my chest, but my second was a woosey, shooting over
my head to land in my hair.  "Taaaaanner, Taaaaanner" I screaned.

"Shiiiit, shiiiiit" Tanner yelled.  Firing at the same time, we fired our
gism, his into my ass, and mine onto my chest.

And then it was done.  Tanner was panting and I was panting and we were
both dripping with sweat.  Can you even imagine how dazzling Tanner looks,
his muscled body glistening with sweat, and his bulging pectorals and his
ribbed abdominals going in and out as he panted.  He was so gorgeous, it
was beyond words.

Then we both smiled at each other at the same time.

"Thank you, Master" I gushed in total exhilaration.  "Thank you, thank you,
thank you."  Tanner smiled and bent down and gave me a quick peck on the
lips.  Then he pushed my legs off his shoulders and slowly pulled his still
hard dick out of my ass.

"Was it as good as you thought it would be?" he whispered to me, keeping
that smile on his face.

"Yes, Master" I replied.  "Yes, yes, yes.  It was even better."  I was
totally exhilarated, and my love for him seemed to gush out.  "I love you
Tanner.  I truly, desperately love you."  I reached up and grabbed his rock
solid deltoids, not pulling him down since he didn't budge an inch, but
pulling myself up to him.

He put his muscular arms around me, pulling me to him and I joined him in a
kiss.  A long loving kiss.  As it went on and on, he lay down on his side
facing me, his arms still hugging me close.  I never wanted the kiss to
end.

Was Tanner a bully?  Was he still a bully?  Maybe not so much.

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"I wonder where my dad is?" Tanner said while we were getting dressed.  "He
should have been in here screaming at us an hour ago."  Among the pain and
the fucking, that had never really crossed my mind.

"Yeah" I said.  "I guess we were pretty loud."  Loud, hell.  We had been
screaming.

"If he'd heard us he would have been up here in a second, and would have
thrown us out on the street" he he laughed.  "Well, maybe not thrown."
Thrown?  Somehow I couldn't picture anybody throwing Tanner anywhere

"But we were very loud" I said, "and you didn't seem to care.  Didn't you
care if he heard us?"

"Charlie.  Truth" he said looking me in the eye.  "I don't care any longer.
I made my decision the minute I saw that look of pain on your face.  You
looked so hurt and so sad and so fucking cute that you broke my heart.
That's why I fucked you.  That's why I had to fuck you.  So, I'm just not
going to put up with that fucker's shit any more.  I'll be eighteen in a
couple months and on my own, so if he wants me out, I don't give a shit."

There didn't seem to be anyone in the house when we got downstairs.  I knew
Tanner's mother seldom came out of her bedroom, but with all the noise we
had made it was a wonder.  I mean, we were both yelling like crazy, so she
had to know we were in there fucking.

"I don't know why the fuck he wasn't banging on my door an hour ago?"
Tanner said as we entered the living room finding it empty.

"We were really lucky then" I said, giving him a grin.  "You woulda hated
it if he'd made you pull your dick out."

"No way, puppy" he laughed, fluffing my hair.  "Nothing in this world would
have stopped me from screwing that hot ass of yours."  Another one of those
shots of heat flashed through my body as he called me his 'puppy'.  God, I
felt a surge every time he petted my hair like that too.

I followed Tanner up to the living room window and there was his father,
across the street at my house talking to my mother.  A real animated
discussion.  No wonder he didn't hear us since he'd been outside the whole
time.

I guess they were well acquainted.

Then I saw something that changed my entire outlook.  He put his hand on
her shoulder.  And, it looked pretty damn intimate to me.  It sure looked
like it to me.

"What the fuck?" I gasped.  "Did you see that?"

"What?" Tanner asked.

"He touched her.  Didn't you see that?"  Tanner didn't reply, so evidently
he didn't see it the way I did.  I could have been wrong, but it looked
like an intimate gesture to me.  And if so ...

And now things began to click.  Those mornings when I heard the back door
opening and closing.  I had been looking for a car.  It never occurred to
me that it might be somebody walking across the street.  I'd looked, but
I'd never seen anyone; I'd never seen him.  But it must have been him.

So, was my mom and Tanner's dad having an affair?  It looked like it.

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Now, I've got to tell you about Tommy.  Remember Tommy, the hulk?  Tommy is
Larry's nasty brother.  Yeah, Larry.  Larry is Darrell's best friend;
they're on the wrestling team together.  You can''t remember?  Come on now,
you know Tanner is screwing Darrell and Larry, you gotta remember that.  He
had them both together last night.  They're becoming members of his
'haram'.  And you've also got to remember that Tanner agreed to take
Larry's older brother, a very arrogant Tommy, down a notch.

I knew Tommy by sight because he volunteered in the weight room at school,
and I can tell you he is nothing less than enormous.  The biggest damn
bodybuilder you've ever seen.  He's one of those guys who make your head
whip around when you see him, because you can't believe how big he is.

I mean, Tanner is big, with huge bulging muscles everywhere, but they are
perfectly proportioned to his height and body type, so he looks like a
normal human being, just an extremely well built one.  While Tommy is
simply gigantic.  Yeah, he is motherfucken huge.  Taller than Tanner by a
couple inches, and at least a forty or fifty pounds heavier.  And he wasn't
fat by any means, in fact it didn't look like he had an ounce of fat
anywhere.  He was all muscle, incredibly enormous, almost to the stage of
being grotesque.  A real life 'Incredible Hulk'.

Ignorant people would say, ugh, his muscles are too extreme, they're
absurd.  However, guys in the know, guys who worked their asses off in the
gym; they would be totally floored, astonished, and completely in awe of
him, knowing the thousands of hours he spent building that enormous
physique.

But, don't get me wrong, I lusted after him just like all the boys at
school did, and just like every girl in the county did.  With or without a
touch of sthenolagnia, anybody would be absolutely wild about him.

Unfortunately he was straight, and it was well known that he played the
field, but because he was such a hunk, he could get as much pussy as he
wanted, and if he chose to, he could have new stuff every day of the week.
And evidently he 'chose to'.  Larry's sister said he was incredibly vain
and on top of the sucking and fucking, he expected to have his body
worshiped as well.  But of course he did.  And why not, he was such a hunk,
and since the girls fought over who was going to be next in line to get
screwed by him, you can believe that they were happy to worship his
fabulous body.

Evidently he was also into humiliation, with some face fucking and ass
licking, along with a little slapping and spitting.  But anybody as vain as
he was, with the girls fighting to get him, it's not surprising that he
would treat them like shit.  Besides, you expect a muscle giant like him to
be rough and demanding.  It's just human nature.  He dropped Larry's sister
after fucking her for only a week, but she would have given her right tit
to get him back.  He was a stud.  An ultimate stud.

 According to Larry, although Tommy was straight, he had a regular tryst
every Sunday night with the couple's club, sometimes with couples and
sometimes in an orgy.  Obviously he wasn't a 'couple', he went alone, and
it seems that he didn't mind fucking husbands as long as their wives were
watching and participating.

So, Tanner told me to figure out how he and Tommy could get together.  And
actually, that was very easy to figure out, because three times a week when
the 'after school' weightlifting class was over, Tommy stayed on and worked
out on his own.  And he always kept a couple kids as spotters to handle the
weights.

And, sometimes, when he couldn't get any of the other kids to spot for him,
he'd make Larry and Darrell do it.  And, no, they didn't have any choice.
He could be a mean son-of-a-bitch if you crossed him, so you didn't mess
with him.  Larry and Darrell did what they were told.

So, all we had to do was wait until the next time that Larry and Darrell
had to spot for him, and we'd have him alone in the weight room.  Alone,
that is, with Tanner and me and Darrell and Larry.

So, we set it up for Monday.

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Tanner gave Tommy time to get into his routine before he and I entered the
weight room.  Tommy was doing bench presses, heavy bench presses.  Larry
said when he was really into working his chest, he'd do fifteen or twenty
sets of bench's.  As we entered he was finishing his final rep with 315
pounds and Larry and Darrell helped set the bar back on the rack.

"Damn it Larry.  I told you to lock the door" he said then turned to Tanner
and me.  "Sorry, kids, the weight room's closed.  Get out."  Nice guy huh?
It was just 'get out'.

"Jesus, man, you're really big" Tanner said.  Evidently Tanner and Tommy
had never seen each other before, because they sure as hell would have
remembered.  They were both amazing muscle men.  "You're enormous."  Now
Tommy actually looked at us for the first time.

"I said the room's closed.  Get the fuck out" he ordered, and then did a
double take, jerking his head back.  Didn't I tell you that that always
happens with Tanner?  He does that to people, even huge hunks like Tommy.
"Who the fuck are you?" he asked as he sat up on the bench.

"I'm your savior" Tanner said and grinned.

"My savior?" Tommy said.  "What the fuck does that mean?"

"That means I'm going to improve your personality" Tanner laughed.  Darrell
and Larry grinned, and even I chuckled hesitantly.  Hesitantly, yes,
because I was afraid for Tanner.  As much as I loved and respected him, I
had real doubts about him taking Tommy.  The stories I'd heard said that
Tommy was invincible, and once you see him stripped to his wife beater and
shorts, like now, you believe it.

In fact, I was worried enough that I'd brought insurance.  Of course I did.
I was tanner's number one bud, so even thought he was a hundred times
stronger than me, I could still look out for him at times like this.  I had
four pieces of clothesline and a pair of handcuffs in my backpack.
Handcuffs?  Yeah, but they were Tanner's.  Don't know why Tanner had
handcuffs but he didn't say anything when I asked to borrow them.  Yes, he
gave me a funny look when he handed them over, so I think he knew why I
wanted them.

"You go to school here?" Tommy asked, but didn't wait for an answer.  "How
come I haven't seen you?  How come you haven't been in my lifting class?"

"I don't need any pointers from you, big man" Tanner chuckled.  "As you can
see I do alright on my own."  Then Tanner walked up to Tommy and slapped
him across the face, hard.  Boom, just like that.  No warning, no nothing;
just slapped him.  "But you're going to get some pointers from me" he said.

Larry gasped, and Darrell gasped, and I gasped, and Tommy yelped in shock.
Then Tanner grabbed him in a head lock, pulled him off the bench and
dropped, slamming Tommy's head on the floor.

It took another few seconds for Tommy to recover and even realize what was
going on.  But Tanner was squeezing with all his strength, literally
crushing Tommy's neck,.

But now Tommy jerked up onto his knees, actually lifting Tanner up with
him, and grabbed him.  Using his enormous strength, he jerked Tanner away,
breaking the hold and actually throwing Tanner about four feet.  Tanner was
back at him in a second, shoving him over on his backside and grabbing him
in an armlock.  He only held it for less than a minute when Tommy broke the
hold.

But Tanner was back on him instantly, twisting the other arm.

It was happening just as I expected.  Tanny was very strong and very fast,
and an excellent wrestler, but Tommy was just too powerful.  Over the next
twenty minutes Tanner got him into lots of holds, but he just couldn't keep
him there.  Tommy would always break loose.  Not once did Tommy get Tanner
into a hold, although he came pretty close a couple times, because Tanner
was just too fast for him.  But that was the way it had to go.  My fear was
that if Tommy ever did get Tanner into a hold, Tanner would never be able
to break it.

"You fuckin little son-of-a-bitch" Tommy grunted.  He was incredibly
strong, but he was getting winded.  "I'm going to tear you a new asshole."

"You gotta catch me, you big fuck" Tanner said and actually chuckled.
Yeah, he chuckled, and let me tell you, that really pissed Tommy off.
That's when I realized that Tanner was enjoying this.  I was standing there
worrying about him, while he was totally confident and having fun.  Go
figure.

Darrell and Larry were both standing there with stunned looks on their
faces.  I don't know what they expected to happen, but of course they were
rooting for Tanner.  But, as much as all three of us loved Tanner, and
respected his strength and power, I don't think any of us thought he could
take Tommy.  I don't know how they felt, but I was ashamed and embarrassed.
Ashamed and embarrassed not to have total faith in Tanner.  Yes, I was
ashamed and embarrassed, but I was also really worried.

So the match went on and on with Tanner getting Tommy into holds, trying to
hurt him, and Tommy quickly breaking those holds.  And this was not kid
stuff either, every damn one of those holds were hurting him.  Tommy had to
be in pain.  Actually, he was on the floor most of the time, because Tanner
seldom gave him a chance to get up on his feet before he was on him again.

So after what?, 30 minutes, 40 minutes?, Tommy was exhausted, and although
Tanner didn't show it, he must have been as well.  But nothing was
happening.  They were both moving slower now, but no matter what Tanner
did, he couldn't keep Tommy in a hold.  Tommy was just too powerful.

There hadn't been much talking, just a lot a grunting and groaning, but now
Tanner spoke.  "What's the matter, big man?  You met your match?" he said.

"You (pant) little (pant) fuck" Tommy said. "You'll (pant pant), you'll be
sorry you messed with me."

"Charlie" Tanner said and I jumped.  "I'm getting bored.  You got those
cuffs?"

"Ah, yeah, Tanner" I said.  "Yeah, right here."  I pulled them out.  Tanner
waited for a few seconds for Tommy to get on his feet, and then leaped
behind him, pushed him forward, and slammed him down on the lifting bench
on his belly.  Jumping on top of him he jerked his arms up around the bar
supports.

"Cuff him, Charlie" he said.  I'd already anticipated what he was going to
do so I was there in an instant and snapped the cuffs on.

""Shit, you are one strong motherfucker" Tanner said as he stood up.  He
was panting and dripping with sweat but he was grinning.  "I'll give you
that.  You're a piece of shit, but you're one powerful piece of shit."

"What the fuck" Tommy said as he realized he was cuffed to the bench.  Up
to this point he had been nothing but totally confident, and incredibly
angry.  Even now, there was no fear showing.  Obviously Tommy was not
accustomed to being beaten, ever.  "What are you doing, you
son-of-a-bitch?" he yelled.

"I'm showing you what an Alpha Male is like" Tanner chuckled.

Darrell and Larry?  I've never seen such big grins on guys faces before as
I did now.  They were having the time of their lives.  They were already
falling in love with Tanner, but now I could see looks of absolute worship
in their eyes.  Yeah, they were perfect members for Tanner's 'haram'.

"Charlie."  Tanner said.  "Here."  He stepped to the front of the bench in
Tommy's line of sight.  Knowing exactly what he wanted, I jumped to obey,
getting on my knees and removing his shoes and then his shorts.  "My
bikini" he said as he tossed his shirt aside.  I pulled his bikini down and
off, and his prick, now about half hard, bobbed up.  Yeah, as always, we
were in total awe of his incredible physique, as he stood there in the
nude.

"Larry, help me" Tommy yelled.  I had to wonder if he'd ever asked for his
brother's help before.  I figured not.

It became clear when Larry spoke.  "Fuck you" he said.

"Put those in his mouth" Tanner said.  It took me a second for it to click,
but I still had the bikinis in my hand, so I turned and stuffed them into
Tommy's mouth.

"Oh, man, that was fun" Tanner said as he stretched and flexed, making his
muscles ripple and making his prick bob up and down.  "That was the best
workout I've had in weeks.  Thanks, man.  I appreciate it."  Tommy was
grunting, trying to scream at Tanner, I think.  He was also jerking around;
stupidly, because there was no way he could break the bench or the cuffs.

"It's pay up time, man" Tanner siad.  "I hear you've been a real prick, and
you think your shit doesn't stink.  So, I'm going to fuck you."  Tommy's
eyes got big.

 "This ain't for me, you understand, it's for everyone you've been screwing
around" Tanner said.  Tommy jerked on the cuffs and rattled the bench as he
tried even harder to get loose.  He kept trying to yell too, but it was
pretty much muffled by the bikini.

"Oh, don't get me wrong" Tanner laughed.  "I'm going to enjoy it.  I'm
definitely going to enjoy getting my prick up your muscled ass."  He
stepped up to Tommy and forced his growing prick to swing back and forth in
his face.  "The question is, I guess, are you going to enjoy it?"  He
reached over and gave Tommy and good hard smack on the ass.  "What do you
think, babe?  You wanna get fucked?"

Tommy's eyes got really big, and for the first time there was fear showing
on his face.  It was sinking into him that Tanner was serious and he was
going to get fucked.  He tried even harder to yell.  "mfgh, mfgh" was all
that came out.

Tanner laughed.  "You got something to say, big man?  You don't think you'd
like my dick up your ass?  Huh?"  Now he really laughed, and Tommy visibly
turned white in fear.  He was suddenly terrified.  "I hope you're virgin,
baby" Tanner said.  "I love taking virgins."  Just ot humiliate Tommy even
more he gave him a couple light slaps to the cheek.  "That's my favorite
pastime, baby.  Taking virgin ass."

Standing right in Tommy's face, Tanner grabbed his dick and started working
it, making it grow.  He had the biggest grin on his face I've ever seen.
Hell, I already knew he liked fucking muscle boys, so of course he'd love
fucking a muscle giant, the biggest of them all.

"I'll tell you what, Tommy" Tanner said as he stood there playing with his
dick.  "I'll make a deal with you.  Can you imagine what it would be like
for me to fuck you dry?  You ever done that to anybody?"

By the look in Tommy's eyes I knew the answer to that.  Yeah, he knew what
it meant to fuck somebody dry.  We knew he was into rough sex, so of course
he'd done it to somebody.  "Well, I'm going to give you a choice" Tanner
said.  "I'll take you dry, or, if you ask me nicely, I'll have Charlie
grease you up and make it good.  What'll it be?"

Both Tanner and Tommy were soaked and dripping with sweat, but now I could
actually see that there were tears in Tommy's eyes, and they were beginning
to drip down his cheeks.  He was humiliated for having lost, but he was
also terrified.

"I'm ready, man" Tanner said letting go of his prick and allowing it to
slap up against his belly.  "How's it going to be?  Tell me now."  Tommy
had suck a sorrowful look on his face it was almost funny.  There was
definitely no arrogance showing now.  He nodded his head slightly.

Tanner jerked the bikini out of his mouth.

"Please don't fuck me" Tommy blurted out.  "Please don't."  Wow!  He said
please!  What happened to that arrogance?

"That ain't on the agenda" Tanner chuckled.  "You're going to get fucked.
Just tell me how you want it."  He waited for a few seconds and then
stepped around the bench and gave Tommy another good slap on the ass.

"Wait, wait" Tommy shouted.  "Hold on."  Tanner stepped back in front of
his face, his hand back on his dick, keeping it hard.

"Kinda big ain't it" he laughed.  "But I think we can make it fit."

"Please, man" Tommy said.  "Don't."

"Okay, we'll do it dry then" Tanner said.

"No, no" Tommy screamed immediately.  "No.  Use the cream."

"Charlie, get the cream" Tanner said to me, and of course I had a tube in
my backpack, just like Tanner knew I would.  I held it out to him, but he
didn't take it, so I just held it there.  "Ask me nicely" Tanner siad with
a smirk on his face.

"Please, man, don't" Tommy sobbed.  Yeah, sobbed.  He was actually crying.

"Forget it Charlie," Tanner said to me.  "Put it away."

"Wait, wait, I'll do it" Tommy screamed.  "I'll do it."

"Good, man" Tanner said sweetly.  "Good man."  He reached forward and
tussled Tommy's hair. "Now tell us, Tommy" he said.  "Tell Charlie, and
Darrell and Larry and me that you want to get fucked.  Say it now and say
it nicely."  There was a long pause with the only sound being Tommy's soft
sobbing.  "I'm losing my patience, Tommy" Tanner said softly.  "Say it
now."

"Yes, man" Tommy whispered.  "Yes.  Fuck me."

"Charlie?" was all that Tanner said, and I got to work.  Using plenty of
cream and working my fingers into his little hole, I prepped Tommy's ass
for Tanner's big prick.  Hey, I'm good at this.  When I prep a guy he's
hardly going to feel any pain at all.  Muscle giant or not, I think Tommy
was going to enjoy this fuck.  Hell, this was Tanner!  How could anyone not
enjoy getting fucked by him?

While I was working on Tommy's butt, Tanner stepped forward and rubbed his
dripping prick against Tommy face.  Smearing precum over his cheeks and
chin and even his lips.  Tommy closed his eyes but didn't react at all.  He
was now totally broken.

Spreading Tommy's legs apart, Tanner got behind him on the bench.  Pushing
his very hard dick down, he fit it into the crack and pushed it against the
well greased hole.  Then he pushed, hard.  Tommy screamed.

You can believe that with all that muscle on Tommy, that his ass was all
muscle as well.  But Tanner had a ramrod of steel, and nothing could stand
against it.  "Open up for me baby" he said as he forced the little hole to
open up and accept his enormous prick.

Tommy was screaming bloody murder, but I knew it couldn't be totally bad.
When I grease a guy up, I grease a guy up, so I knew Tanner's dick was
going to slide right in.  Of course there was going to be some pain, after
all Tommy was certainly a virgin, but he was damn lucky he was getting
broken in by Tanner.  Tanner the virgin breaker, the hottest stud in the
state.

So Tanner fucked him.  Tommy stopped screaming but never did stop
whimpering.  Yeah, that enormous muscle giant was a wimp, and couldn't take
any pain.  Not surprising I guess.  Some of these really macho guys that
are so good at delivering pain can't take it themselves.

He may have still been whimpering when Tanner finally shot into his ass,
but I know damn well it must have been feeling good.  So all the simpering
was just because he had been beat up and topped, which must have been
devastating to his ego.  So he'd never admit to enjoying the fuck.

But I had to wonder.  Yeah, I wondered.  After a few days to think it over,
was he going to want it again?  Everybody else that Tanner fucked seemed to
fall in love with him and beg for more, so would this 'incredible hulk'
want it again?

 By the way, Tanner let Larry and Darrell and me take our dicks out and
jerk off so we ejaculated as well.  Don't know about Tommy since he was
lying on his belly on the bench and I couldn't see his dick, but the rest
of us blew some gigantic loads.

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To my readers: Okay, so we've finished ten chapters.  Tanner has now fucked
everybody on his list.  So, where do we go from here?  At the moment I have
no ideas of where to take the story.  Any ideas?  I suppose he'll have to
fuck some of his 'haram' over again, perhaps Rasheed and Mr. Carson.  I
have an ending in mind, so maybe we should finish the story now.  What do
you think?

Remember, in order to keep my enthusiasm up I need feedback.  Don't worry
if you are repeating yourself, because I just love hearing from you.  So
please, take a few seconds and make a comment.

Duane

gladiatorkid@hotmail.com

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