Date: Thu, 3 Mar 2016 06:56:38 -0500
From: Duane Colwell <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Life and Times of Daryl Tanner, Chapter 8

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The Life and Times of Daryl Tanner
Subtitle: My Bully
Chapter Eight

I was on my knees in front of Tanner, since I had just undressed him.  As
we do every afternoon when we get home from school, I got down and removed
his shoes and socks, and then his shorts.  He had tossed his t-shirt aside.

"Did you yell at me last night" Tanner suddenly asked me, completely out of
the blue.  I froze.  He hadn't said anything about it all day and I had
hoped he had forgotten about it.

'We'll talk about it later' Tanner had said to me last night, so I was not
totally surprised that he was bringing it up now.  That was when I had
yelled `stop' at him because I thought he was going to strangle Jerod.
Tanner had his belt around Jerod's neck and had pulled it tight and I swear
Jerod was beginning to turn purple.  I should have known that Tanner knew
what he was doing, but I was afraid for Jerod.

"What did you think, you stupid shit?" he growled.  "Did you think I was
going to kill him?"

"Master, please.  I .... I ... I was afraid that ...."

"You think I'm so stupid that I was going to strangle him?  Do you really
think I'm that dumb?"

"No, of course not, Master" I answered.  "I only ...  I thought ...  I
thought you were ..."

"You didn't think" he snapped.  "That was your problem.  You didn't think."

I was still on my knees looking up at him and I could see that he was
angry.  There was no question he was angry.  I had hoped that he would have
understood that I was only trying to help when I yelled; in fact what I
really hoped was that maybe he wouldn't bring it up at all.  That was
stupid of me of course because I know Tanner never lets a slight go by.

"Master, please.  I'm sorry.  I'm sorry.  I only ...."  He grabbed my hair
and jerked my head back.

"Shut up" he said.  "I don't want to hear your stupid excuses."  I know my
face turned white in fear as he glared down at me.  He was furious and I
was horrified.  How could I have let this happen?

Then he spit in my face, hitting me in the left eye.  I didn't move, in
fact I don't think I was even breathing, I was so much in shock.  That's
when he hit me.  Open handed of course, but I can tell you it hurt like
hell.

"You little shit.  You don't ever yell at me" he snapped.  I wanted to do
something, anything, beg for forgiveness, beg for mercy maybe, but I didn't
dare speak.  Then he spit on me again, hitting me on the chin, and slapped
me once more with the same hand on the same cheek.  I let out a yell
because this one hurt more than the first.  The tears automatically came to
my eyes.

Tanner was volatile and was super quick to anger, but I'd never seen him
this angry before.  Never.  My cheek was burning, but much worse than that
was the thought that I might lose him.  It looked like maybe I had done
something that was completely unforgivable.  I had evidently stepped way
over the line by yelling at him.  I was so stupid; I should have realized
he wouldn't stand for it; I should have known better.  In couldn't believe
I had done something so stupid.

When he let go of my hair, I grabbed has ankles and bent down and started
kissing his feet.  I mean, what else could I do?  I couldn't speak, but I
wanted to plead for forgiveness.  I had to do something.  So all I could
think of was to show by obsequiousness by groveling at his feet.  I kissed
and kissed and kissed, frantically.

He said I couldn't speak, but I couldn't help it.  "Please, Tanner" I
sobbed through the tears as I kissed his feet over and over and over again,
showing him my complete abasement.  "Please, Master.  I'm sorry."

Without any acknowledgement he stepped away, pulling loose from my grip on
his ankles.  "Get the fuck out of my sight" he snapped as he grabbed the
remote and turned on the TV.  I was crying now.  Of course I was crying; I
was devastated

"Master" I sobbed as looked over at him.

"OUT" he yelled as he pointed at the bedroom door.  Dragging myself to my
feet, I opened the door and went into the hall.  I was crying my eyes out
as I closed the door and sat down on the floor next to the door.  I had
never felt so horrible in my life.

I must have sat there for close to an hour, sobbing a good share of the
time.  I didn't know what to do.  I wished he would let me beg for
forgiveness.  I desperately wanted to have a chance to talk to him, to
apologize and tell him how truly sorry I was.

Then the doorbell rang.  I wasn't expecting anyone, so it must have been
someone coming to see Tanner.  I wondered if Tanner would come out of the
room, but nothing happened.  When the bell rang again I went down to answer
it.

And there was Jerod.  Jerod, the kid that Tanner had beat up and pretty
much raped last night.  I was shocked.  How could I be anything but
shocked?

"Hi, Charlie" he said as I opened the door..  "What happened to you?"  I
must have looked a mess.  I knew my face must be red where Tanner hit me,
and I'd been crying for ages, but Jerod didn't wait for an answer anyway.

"I guess he's here, huh?" he said and laughed He must have guessed why I
looked the way I did.  He was dressed all in black, skin tight riding
shorts, skin tight t-shirt, and a bicycle helmet.  I just stood there
speechless for a moment, as he gave me this great big grin.  "He said I
could meet him here" he said.

Then I finally came to my senses.  "Ahhh ... yeah.  He's here."

"Well, you gonna let me come in, or not?" he asked, still with that big
grin.

"Oh, yes, of course" I said.  "Come on in."

"He told me to come over" he said, and I could hear excitement in his
voice.  This little shit knew he was going to get it from Tanner, and was
really excited about it.  He must have really loved Tanner working him over
last night.

 "Tanner said we needed to get to know each other better, like."  He
laughed and then pushed me aside as he headed upstairs.  Just like all the
hunks at school, I was basically invisible to Jerod.  An insignificant
nobody not deserving of his notice.  I was so inconsequential to him that
the fucker couldn't even be bothered to wait for me to get out of the way,
simply pushing me out of the way.

But at least he knew my name.  I followed him up.

 "In" came Tanner's voice, when Jerod knocked on the door.  The TV was off
now and Tanner was lying on my bed.  Jerod entered the room but I stood in
the doorway, waiting to see if he would let me come in.

Tanner stood up and waved Jerod to him, and as Jerod stepped over to him,
he grabbed him roughly.  One hand behind his neck and the other around his
back, Tanner jerked him half way around, pulling him into a kiss.  I
remembered that they had kissed up a storm last night and they went at it
again now, aggressively.  His one hand went into Jerod's hair, pulling
their lips together, while the other hand went to his ass, pulling Jerod
tightly against him crotch to crotch.  Jerod's arms automatically went
around him as he hugged him back.

Tanner said last night that Jerod liked rough sex, and that looked like the
way it was going to go now.  Tanner wasn't just holding Jerod's ass, but
was groping it, definitely claiming ownership.  They just stood there
kissing for several minutes as I watched from the doorway.  Finally Tanner
pulled Jerod's head back and looked him in the eye.

"You been thinking about me, baby?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, Tanner.  Yeah" Jerod gasped.  Yes, he gasped.  It looked like his
whole body was shaking in excitement.  "I been ....  I been thinking of you
a lot."  Tanner pulled him back into the kiss.  I just stood there, not
knowing what to do.  I wasn't so much jealous as I was depressed, because I
didn't know how I stood with Tanner.  After all, he had thrown me out of
the room, so I didn't know if he'd let me back in or not.  He had been so
mad I didn't know if he'd ever let me back in.

It was another minute or so before Tanner again pulled his head back.  "I'm
going to fuck you, baby.  You know that don't you?"

"Yeah, Tanner, yeah.  I know that" Jerod said with a dreamy smile on his
face.  "I knew you would."

"Strip down" Tanner said.  Jerod had to peal his shorts and shirt off
because they were made of some stretch material that really was skin tight.
He was not wearing underwear so he was nude in just seconds.

Then Tanner looked over at me.  "Charlie, in the chair" he said, waving his
thumb at the beanbag chair.  In a way, that was a relief since at least
he'd recognized my existence.  But, he was going to make me watch while he
fucked Jerod which wasn't going to be any fun.  I closed the door and
scurried over and sat in the beanbag chair.

I heard a slap and a yelp and as I looked up I saw that Tanner had given
Jerod a slap across the face.  "You like it rough, don't you, boy?" Tanner
asked as he continued groping Jerod's ass.  "You don't want to be fucked,
you want to be raped, don't you?"

Jerod didn't say anything but his whole body shivered uncontrollably, and
his hard dick slapped up against his abs.

"I asked you a question, boy" Tanner said as he gave Jerod a hard slap on
the ass.  "You want me to rape you, don't you?"

"Yes, Tanner.  Yes, yes, yes" he moaned in excitement.

"Call me Master" Tanner ordered him.

"Oh, shit" was all Jerod said as he let loose and started shooting his
load.  Again, Tanner was simply incredible, because this was not the first
time that he got a fuckboy so hot and so excited that he came prematurely
without even touching himself.  "Master, ugh" Jerod said as he grabbed his
dick and fired.  "Master, ugh" he said again and fired once more Then, six
or seven times, he said 'Master' in between each and every shot as he
spurted all over Tanner.  'Master, Master, Master, Master.'

I looked on in awe but Tanner just waited and smiled.  "Sorry, Tanner"
Jerod finally said as he got his breath back, obviously very embarrassed
for cuming so quickly.  "Sorry."

"It's alright, babe" Tanner said, "but you will call me Master."

"Yes, Master' Jerod blurted and his body shook again.  It looked like
calling Tanner, Master was one of the most exciting things he'd ever done.
"Yes, Master" he repeated worshipfully.  Tanner grabbed him by the hair
again, and with a jerk, forced him to his knees.

"You got cum on my thighs, you little shit" he growled.  "Lick it off."
Yes, he growled, but I could see he was smiling.  Jerod looked up at him
with a look of such adoration, that I was astounded.

"Thank you, Master" he said reverently, as he licked his cum off Tanner's
leg.

"And my shorts" Tanner snapped.  I noticed that a good share of Jerod's cum
had saturated Tanner's bikini.  Jerod started licking at it.

"Never mind" Tanner said after a moment.  "Just take them off."  Jerod
reached for them but Tanner slapped his hands away.  "With your teeth."  I
don't know what that did for Jerod, but it sent a shot of adrenaline
through me, because that was so hot.  Just like Darrell and me yesterday
with Rasheed and him, making a guy take down your underwear with his teeth
had to be one of the most power-trip things a dominant could do to his sub.

Jerod looked up at Tanner for a second with that adoring look.  He was
obviously totally thrilled to be under Tanner's command.  He immediately
got to work trying to get Tanner's bikini down.  It turns out, it is a lot
more difficult for one sub than it is for two.  Jerod pulled it down a few
inches on one side, and then crawled around and pulled from the other side,
and then crawled back again.  Tanner's thighs are so massive that the
bikini had to be pealed all the way down to his knees before Jerod was able
to let it drop to the floor.  So Jerod had to crawl back and forth five or
six times.  Tanner was patient and just waited until he was done.

Believe it or not, after Tanner stepped out of the shorts, without any
instruction, Jerod actually bent down and gave each of Tanner's feet a
kiss.  Je-sus Chr-ist, what a toady.  It was obvious that Tanner could do
anything to this kid; absolutely anything, 'good, bad or indifferent' and
the kid would love him for it.  And when I saw that grin on Tanner's face,
I could see that he was very well aware of that fact.  This had to be
Tanner's perfect type of fuckboy: a hunk, a real muscle boy, wide receiver
on the football team, who was now a servile fawning submissive willing to
do anything and take anything just to please his Master.

Jerod looked up at Tanner with a passionate look on his face, while Tanner
looked down at him with a look of total elation.  Not only a look of
elation but also something I would call `delicious depravity'.  Yes, that
was it: delicious depravity.  He was going to make good use of this fawning
sycophant.

Taking hold of Jerod's hair with one hand and grinning down at him, Tanner
let him have it with the other.  'whap' A good hard slap.  That look of
adoration on Jerod's face changed to shock but Tanner was still grinning.

"Kiss it" Tanner said as he held his hand in front of Jerod's face.  It
took a minute for Jerod to comprehend what Tanner was saying, but when he
caught on, he groaned in ecstasy.  I would say he swooned.  He leaned
forward and kissed Tanner's hand three or four times, the hand that Tanner
had just hit him with.

Tanner raised his hand as if to hit him again and just held it there.  "Beg
for it" he said, still holding the big grin.  Again there was a pause while
Jerod figured out what Tanner meant, but he did finally catch on.

"Please, sir.  Please, Master' he said as he squinted his face expecting to
be hit.

"Please what?" Tanner asked.

"Please ....  Please ...  Please ..."  Jerod had to think about it for a
moment.  "Please ... hit me?"  Tanner let him have it, hard.  Jerod let out
a yelp.

Without saying a word, Tanner put his hand in front of Jerod's face.  Jerod
dutifully leaned forward and kissed it several times.  "Did you thank me?"
Tanner asked softly.

Again, a pause and then a soft groan.  "Thank you, Master" he said.  "Thank
you."  I swear, I think Jerod was on the verge of shooting his load all
over again.  It was clear he was completely euphoric, almost as if he were
on another plain of existence.  A plain of adulation and worship; a plain
of glorious pain; a plain of unlimited passion and desire.

Tanner grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him to his feet.  "Kiss me,
slave boy" Tanner said.  Yeah, he called him 'slave boy'.  There were three
of us in the room, and we all clearly understood that yes, Jerod was
Tanner's slave.  No question about it.  Jerod put his arms around Tanner
and leaned in for the kiss.  Tanner being Tanner, grabbed him aggressively,
one hand behind his head and the other on his ass, and pulled him in tight
as they kissed.  Jerod started moaning softly.

As I was getting to know Tanner, I wondered about him kissing boys since he
was so butch, but there was no doubt about it anymore.  He kissed all of
them.  All these guys who I thought were straight, literally melted in his
arms when he kissed them.  You would almost think his scent or his saliva
was some kind of elixir which automatically turned them into gayboys,
submissive gayboys, subjugated bottom boys.  Hell, with Tanner, demigod
Tanner that is, nothing was impossible.

They just stood there, aggressively trading spit, for a good five minutes
before Tanner finally pulled back.

"You're a beautiful boy, Jerod" Tanner said, looking into Jerod's eyes from
inches away.  I have no doubt that Jerod wiggled his ass under Tanner's
hand as he got this enormous smile on his face.

"Thank you, Master" he said and he almost glowed in pleasure.

"You are beautiful, and I want to fuck you" he said.  "Is that what you
want?  Do you want me to fuck you?"  From across the room, my jaw dropped
in surprise.  Tanner was asking him?  Since when did Tanner ask anybody if
he could fuck them?

"Oh, yes, Tanner" Jerod gushed.  "That's what I want.  I want you to fuck
me."

"Are you a virgin?" Tanner asked.  "Am I going to be the first to get my
dick up your butt?"

"Well ..." Jerod said hesitantly.

"Well what" Tanner asked.  "Did Jim screw you?"

"No, Tanner no" Jerod responded. "He tried.  He tried once, but was so hot
he came before he could get it in."  Then he chuckled.  "He was so
embarrassed."

"Truth?" Tanner asked.

"Yeah, that's the truth" Jerod said.  "He wanted to try again but I
wouldn't let him.  But ..."

"But ...?"

"But I want you to do it, Tanner, Master.  I want you to fuck me."

"Well, you've got a real adventure coming, baby" Tanner said, laughing
softly.  "You gonna get your cherry popped by Tanner's big dick, and you're
going to love it."

"I know, Master, I know."  Jerod literally swooned in Tanner's arms as they
kissed again.

"Charlie" Tanner said as he pulled back from the kiss.  I literally jumped,
I was so startled; no not startled, shocked.  I wasn't sure he even
remembered I was there.  I was on my feet in two seconds.  "Charlie, get
him ready."

I grabbed Tanner's cream from my desk and went over to them.  Tanner gently
pulled Jerod over to the bed and pushed him face down, his feet still on
the floor with his ass sticking up.  As I stepped up, he took the cream
from me, put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees.  Without
saying a word, he put a hand behind my head and pushed my face into Jerod's
ass.

I was simply flabbergasted.  Of course I'd read about guys on the internet
licking someone's ass, but I thought it was just too kinky.  I'd never
actually thought of doing it, or wanting to do it, but here I was.  But if
Tanner wanted it, that's all that mattered, and I'd do it willingly.  But
..., just for a second ..., just for one second, I wished it was Tanner's
ass.  Yeah, I did.

But then I realized this was my chance to make amends.  By doing this I
could show Tanner my obsequiousness.  I stuck out my tongue and started
licking.

"Suck on it, honey.  Get it wet" Tanner said.  'honey'?  I felt a flash
shoot up my spine.  Tanner called me 'honey'.  I opened my mouth and
started sucking Jerod immediately started moaning, so I assume he must have
been loving it.  I know I would have if anybody'd been sucking my ass.
Tanner let me go at it for a couple minutes.

"Now, find the hole, honey" he said.  "Find the hole and stick your tongue
in."  I found the hole easy enough with my tongue, but it didn't want to
open up, and I really had to push.  "That's it Charlie" Tanner said as he
brushed his hand through my hair.  I felt a hot flash just from his touch.
Can you believe how much I still love him?  Just feeling his hand fluffing
my hair gives me a thrill.

As I finally got my tongue into the tight little hole, Tanner grabbed my
hair, pulled me back slightly, and pushed me back in.  I kept my tongue
rigid and it went into the hole.  Then Tanner did it again, and again, and
again, pulling my head back slightly and then banging my face back into
Jerod's ass.  Yes, banging.  Tanner never does anything halfway, so he was
really slamming my face into Jerod's ass.

Then he stopped me.  "Big wad of spit" he said.  "Push it in."  I didn't
quite understand at first.  "Your hand, stupid.  Use your finger" he
snapped.  I spit into my hand, smeared it into Jerod's crack and then
pushed a finger in.  Jerod groaned.  "Once more" Tanner said, so I did it
again.

"Good job, Charlie" Tanner said as he patted me on the head.  "Good job."
Yeah, he patted my head, like I was his little puppy.  I shivered in
delight.  I loved it.

Tanner had kept his hand on his prick this whole time, so he was still hot
and ready.  Pushing me gently aside, he used his knees to spread Jerod's
legs further apart and lined himself up.  "You getting this from a Master,
baby" he said softly to Jerod.  "You're damn lucky your first time is going
to be with Tanner's big dick.  Ain't nobody knows how to open up a virgin
ass like Tanner.

Grabbing on to Jerod's shoulders, Tanner pushed gently but firmly, forcing
Jerod's little pucker to open up for his enormous dick.  There was no doubt
that Jerod was going to scream, and he did, but when Tanner barely got the
head in, he stopped and waited.  And waited.  And waited.  Jerod howled.
But after a moment, when his screams changed to a moan Tanner pulled back,
pulling completely out.

"You're doing good, baby" he said as he gave Jerod a couple minutes to
recover.  Then he lined up again.  "It'll get better" he said as he pushed.
This time he pushed a couple inches into the tight hole.  Jerod knew what
was coming this time, so he didn't scream but he did groan, loudly.  "Oh
shit" he wailed.  Tanner just held there for a minute or maybe two, giving
him a chance to adjust.

"Here we go, baby" he finally said, and as he gradually pulled out an inch,
he gently pushed back in again, going just slightly deeper.

And there I was, with a ringside seat, about three feet away, watching
Tanner's huge dick begin to slide in and out, going slightly deeper with
each thrust.  God, I loved this.  Watching Tanner's ten inch monster
opening up a guy's little butt hole was a sight to behold.  You wouldn't
have believed that that little crack would open up to accept that monster.

Jerod was groaning pretty regularly now as Tanner kept the motion going; in
and out and in and out.

"Oh shit, Jerod" Tanner gushed.  "Your ass is so hot.  My prick is loving
it."  I noticed that Tanner had moved his hands from Jerod's shoulders down
to his biceps, and Jerod was flexing them.  This was actually painful for
me because I knew Tanner liked muscle boys, and fucking Jerod while feeling
his bulging biceps must have been wonderful.  I couldn't match this,
because I didn't have any biceps; mine were barely eleven inches.

Just like every fuckin time Tanner makes me watch him fuck somebody, I got
tears in my eyes.  I really did love watching Tanner's dick sliding in and
out of a guys ass, he was so fucking superior to them, but I wanted it to
be me.  Me.  I wanted it to be me that he was fucking.  The world wasn't
fair because that wasn't me there getting dicked.

As I wiped the tears away, Tanner must have noticed, because he reached
over and fluffed my hair.  "You'll get your turn" he said softly.  I was
surprised that he noticed.  Hell, I was thrilled that he noticed.

Jerod was still moaning, but even through the pain, I knew he must be
loving it.  Being dominated and deflowered by Tanner is something really
special, and Jerod had to know that, and pain or no pain, just knowing
demigod Tanner was doing it had to be thrilling.  A little pain was not
going to get in the way of the pleasure of being fucked by a demigod.

When Tanner finally got all the way in, ten full inches jammed into Jerod's
butt, he stopped for a moment.  "Get ready, baby" he said.  "We're going
for a ride."  Than he really started banging it to him, slamming into his
butt over and over and over.

After a bit, as Tanner was beginning to heat up, he reached over and
grabbed Jerod by the hair and jerked him up off the bed, dragging his head
back.  Jerod let out a yelp as Tanner pulled him up, almost standing
straight up, but not for a second did Tanner stop slamming his prick into
that ass, fast and furious.

Tanner kept banging into him for ten minutes, or maybe fifteen, or maybe
more, obviously enjoying the hell out of Jerod's butt, but it had to come
to an end sometime.

Then he yelled, as he always does: "Ohhhh Shiiiit" he yelled as he reached
his climax.  He gave Jerod a yank on his hair causing him to yelp again,
and slammed in one final time.  "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit" he groaned as
he fired over and over and over again.

Jerod was standing almost straight up, so as Tanner finally finished his
ejaculation, he grabbed him around the waist and hugged him to him, almost
crushing him against his chest.  After a moment I heard Jerod yell, and as
I looked up I saw that Tanner had bit his neck.  Oh yeah, a love bite, or
in Tanner's case, marking his territory.

After a couple minutes of just holding Jerod there, tightly against his
chest, Tanner slowly pulled his softening prick out of his ass.  Then,
turning Jerod around to face him he gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
From the look on Jerod's face I would say that he was undoubtedly in some
dream world.  The pain was long forgotten and he looked like he was head
over heels in love.  Another one.  Shit, shit, shit.

Then, Tanner got down on his knees in front of me, pulling Jerod down with
him.

"Jerod, this is my slave boy, Charlie" he said.  "And, Charlie, this is my
slave boy, Jerod."  So, I was his slave boy now; it sounded good to me.  I
was thrilled.  "You guys are going to be good friends" he said and pulled
us into a three way kiss.  I'll bet we sat there for ten minutes gently
exchanging spit with each other.

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After Jerod left, Tanner allowed me to cuddle up against him in the beanbag
chair.  I kissed his pectorals for a while and then licked out his armpit
and kissed his biceps and deltoids.  Obviously I was back in his good
graces again, and I was overjoyed.  He didn't say a word about our argument
and his throwing me out of the room, so if he was willing to forget it, you
can bet I was too.

He didn't actually say it, but I think I was back to being his number one
boy again.  I mean, here we were, just the two of us, cuddling up watching
TV.  None of the other guys were hanging around, it was just him and me.
Okay, so I had to share him with them, but that was just something I was
going to have to accept.  I was just going to have to be happy with
whatever I could get.  Whatever Tanner was willing to give.

When he got up to get dressed to go home, I made a big deal about getting
down on my knees and kissing his feet.  He laughed and reached down and
fluffed my hair.  "You little shit" he said affectionately through his
laughter.

Yeah, I got all kinds of warm and fuzzy feelings inside.

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Before I tell you anymore about me and `Superman' Tanner I have to tell you
about the strange thing that happened this morning.  I was in the kitchen
having my breakfast at about seven o'clock, when I heard my mom's bedroom
door close.  I was surprised because she doesn't get home from work until
the early morning hours, so she's never up at this hour.

"Mom, what are you doing up?" I asked but there was no answer.  Then I
heard the back door open and close.  Mom going out into the backyard?  At
7:00 AM?

I went down the hall to her bedroom and peeked in.  She seemed to be sound
asleep, so it wasn't her moving around.  I quickly checked the back yard,
and then the front.  Nobody.  No car, no nothing.  Ghosts?  No, I don't
believe in ghosts.

The only explanation I could come up with was that Mom had a boyfriend.  My
dad walked out on us four years ago, didn't even bother to get a divorce.
He just disappeared, and my mom had been working her tail off ever since
trying to support us.  She never seemed to have time for a man, or for
anything else for that matter.  I laughed to myself.  I'll be damned, my
Mom has a boyfriend.

I know this has nothing to do with me and Tanner, but I had to tell you
about it.  More about my Mom later.

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So, anyway, that afternoon we were again playing 'Modern Warfare' on the
X-Box.  We were dressed only in our bikinis and as usual I was beating
Tanner.  I always beat him at it but he didn't seem to mind, but I think he
was happy when the doorbell rang. "That's Darrell and Larry" he said.  "Go
get them."

"I thought you were going after Larry's brother, Tommy, the weightlifting
guy?"  I asked.

"All in good time" he said.  "But right now I'm hot for Larry.  He is so
fuckin cute, I damn near drool every time I see him."

So?  What?  Am I supposed to be jealous?  Hell yes I'm jealous, I'm jealous
every minute of the day.  I'm jealous every time he looks at somebody.  And
I'm particularly jealous every time he fucks somebody in front of me, which
is becoming nearly every day.

But does it matter if I'm jealous?  Does Tanner care?  Hell no he doesn't
care.  All he wants from me is my loyalty and my worship.  But in return I
get to be a major part of his life, being with him damn near every minute
of the day.  I mean, I'm a wimp, a nobody, and he's a muscle guy, a god.  I
thank my lucky stars every minute that he allows me to be with him and be
his number one bud.  I know what an honor that is.  Anybody would love to
be in my position.

One reason he keeps me around is because I'm handy, living just across the
street from him so he can stay here and keep away from that shitty father
of his.  I was also the first kid he met when he moved here, so, yes, this
gave me an advantage.  I just had to hold on to that advantage and not let
any of these hunks get ahead of me.

Tanner wants and accepts my devotion, and I know he loves me.  Yes, in his
own way, I know he loves me.  But Tanner doesn't put up with any shit, from
me or from anybody else.  His minions, and I'm one of them, are here to
serve him, so I just try to serve him better than anyone else.  I love him
because he's a god, and I love him because he's so good to me.  In my eyes,
Tanner can do no wrong.

I love him so I've learned to take what I can get.  I just have to hold on
to my place as first in line.

So, anyway, I headed downstairs to get Darrell and Larry.

Darrell said that he and Larry had been best friends since they were tykes,
so I had to wonder why he was turning him over to Tanner.  Yeah, that's
what he was doing.  He was delivering him to Tanner.  He was delivering his
ass to Tanner, because he damn well knew that Tanner was going to fuck him.

Actually, I know this has less to do with Darrell than it does with
Tanner. Tanner is the dominator, the controller, the commander.  When
Tanner commands, his minions obey, and Darrell was definitely one of his
minions.  Darrell had fallen head over heels for Tanner, and was now
totally blinded by his supremacy, his power and his perfection.  Darrell
had literally become a little lap dog with his tongue hanging out who would
do anything to please his Master, I had no doubt that if Tanner had told
him to deliver his mother or his sister instead of his best friend he would
have done it without question.

Anyway, here he was, handing over his best friend to his Master on command.
Delivering him to Tanner to be used for his pleasure as if he was his
favorite toy he was loaning him to play with. Tanner ordered, and Darrell
delivered.

"Hi, Charlie" Darrell said as I opened the door.  "You know Larry don't
you?"

"Yeah.  Hi, Larry" I said as I let them come in.  Just like Darrell, Larry
was a wrestler too, so he was built as well.  They were both wearing dark
blue running shorts with the school emblem on them, and matching tank tops.
Larry, just like all the hunks in our school, couldn't be bothered to even
recognize my existence so he didn't answer my greeting.  He probably
wondered how Darrell even knew my name.

Darrell and I were on the verge of becoming friends. He'd apologized for
beating me up and I'd apologized for being so nasty to him all the time.
So, friends!  Yeah.  But the truth is, he has a dick that I could fall in
love with.  It's the perfect size and shape for sucking, and I definitely
wanted it again.  He said with Tanner's okay I could suck it anytime.  I
planned to.

"Come on up" I said, and led them upstairs to my bedroom.

Tanner was sitting in the beanbag chair in front of the TV but he stood up
as we entered the room.  I was surprised and so were they to see that he
had removed his bikini and was now standing there in the nude.  He looked
fabulous, but hell, he always looks fabulous.  The most handsome, truly
masculine face on the planet with a muscled physique that was to die for.
But now, totally naked, he was nothing less than awesome.  He absolutely
took my breath away.  And he had one hefty piece of meat hanging down from
his crotch even though it was soft.

Three sets of eyes bugged out, and three mouths gasped as we gaped at him.
Then he performed a double bicep pose.  We all gasped again and Tanner got
a huge grin on his face.

"You gonna introduce me, Darrell" he said as he dropped his arms.  There
was a long pause because Darrell was still in shock.  Then he finally
reacted.

"Yeah ... jeez.  Ahhh ... Tanner" he mumbled.  "Tanner, this is Larry."
Tanner stuck out his hand, but Larry was still amazed at what he was
seeing.  His eyes seemed to be glued to Tanner's chest or arms or
something, but not his face.  He was evidently overwhelmed by Tanner's
incredible physique.

"You gonna shake my hand, boy" Tanner asked, already putting Larry in to
position of `boy'.  Larry's eyes were bugged out, his mouth was hanging
open, and he didn't react until Darrell poked him.  Then he seemed to wake
up.

"Ahhh... yeah" he said as he stuck out his hand.  "Ahhh .... yes.  Ahhh
... yes, sir."

`Sir'.  Calling Tanner `sir'.  Just like that, Larry was completely
intimidated by Tanner's nudity and incredible aggressiveness.  Already, he
clearly recognized Tanner's superiority.

"Charlie.  Here" Tanner snapped and pointed to the floor in front of him.
He caught me by surprise and it took me a second to react, but I jumped to
obey and got on my knees.  "My thighs" he said.  I reached forward, took
hold of his left thigh and gave it a kiss.

Out the corner of my eye I saw him reach forward and grab Darrell by the
hair.  Giving him a jerk he pulled him into his chest.  "Kiss" was all he
said.  I felt a flash of heat shoot through my body.  Shit, I can't believe
how often I get those adrenalin flashes when Tanner does something
completely outrageous.  My dick took a jerk as I kissed Tanner's bulging
glutes and Darrell started kissing his bulging pecs.

I was shocked at Tanner's actions, but I knew Darrell had to be absolutely
stunned.  Being forced to abase himself and worship Tanner right in his
very best friends face had to be mind-blowing for him, and I can't even
imagine what it was doing to Larry.

Tanner's hand clutched my hair and pulled me into his thigh, while his
other hand held Darrell tight against his chest.  As Tanner had trained us,
Darrell and I were both kissing over and over with audible smacks.  Out of
the corner of my eye, I saw that Tanner was not looking at Darrell or me,
but was staring into Larry's eyes.  It looked like he had a frown on his
face.  Maybe a frown, or maybe a look of ...., a look of .... a look of
power ... a look of supremacy.

After only thirty seconds or so, Tanner put his hand on my face and gave me
a hard push, knocking me over backwards on my butt.  At the same time he
put his other hand on Darrell's face sending him stumbling back and almost
falling.  Looking up, I saw that Tanner was totally focused on Larry.  The
blood had drained from Larry's face, he was totally white, and his mouth
was hanging open in astonishment.  None of us had said a word.  The only
sound had been noisy kisses.

Tanner performed the double bicep pose again, and I gasped in amazement,
and I think Darrell and Larry did too.  I was simply astonished, not only
at his incredible body, but by this incredible onslaught of audacity.

Sitting there on my butt and looking up, I watched Tanner take one step
towards Larry, reach up and grab his neck with one hand.  Giving him a
jerk, he pulled him right up against his naked body, and with his other
hand he reached around and stuck it down inside Larry's shorts and grabbed
his bare ass.  Just like that, in two seconds, Tanner had already taken
ownership of Larry's ass.  Looking into Larry's eyes from only inches away,
he jerked him forward ramming their crotches together.

Larry was so shocked and overwhelmed that he made no attempt to stop him or
to do anything.  Staring into his eyes, Tanner gave him a kiss on his nose.
"You're a cute pup, Larry" Tanner said, and now for the first time starting
to grin.  "And I like cute pups."

Can you believe Tanner?  I mean, can you really believe this?  Have I said
he's a god?  Hell yes, he's a god.  Holding Larry tightly against him with
one hand on his ass and the other around his neck, Tanner started to kiss
him on the lips.

Darrell said that Larry was straight, so I wondered how he would react to
being kissed by a man.  But, actually he was not being kissed by a man at
all, and I was sure he knew it.  He was being kissed by a god, a superior
being.

Tanner humped his crotch against Larry a few times as he held him in the
kiss, obviously a spit exchanging French kiss.  Larry's arms hung limp at
his sides and he still had not reacted in any way; not trying to fight
Tanner off, but also not showing any acceptance either.

As Darrell and I both watched in awe, Tanner grabbed Larry's shorts by the
elastic, pushed them down over his ass, and went back to squeezing and
fondling it.

Then, I was totally mind boggled, and I imagine Darrell was too, as I
watched Larry slowly reach up and put his arms around Tanner's muscled
back.  My jaw dropped open and my dick got harder than ever.  Even more
mindboggling, I saw Larry hump his hips, either forward against Tanner's
crotch or back against his groping hand.

He didn't actually wiggle his ass for Tanner, but I think he was trying to,
or at least he wanted to, as he melted into those muscular arms.  He was
now completely accepting this demigod's power and control and total
domination over him.  I actually heard a moaning, almost a whimpering sound
coming from deep down in his chest.  Tanner had just added a new
ingratiating zealot to his collection.

Tanner had a huge grin on his face as he pulled back momentarily from the
kiss.  A grin of achievement, a grin of power, a grin of triumph.  He gave
Larry a quick peck on the lips as he grinned into his face.

"Charlie, get the cream" he said softly, almost purring, as he went back to
the kiss.  He still kept a tight hold on Larry's neck while his other hand
was busy squeezing and caressing Larry's ass.

I was up and over to my desk and back in about three seconds with the
cream.  I waited to see what Tanner wanted but nothing changed.  He
continued holding Larry into the kiss with his hand around his neck, while
maintaining his fondling of his ass.

Without breaking the kiss, he finally raised a finger from the hand on
Larry's ass. That was clear enough; I was to do the honors.  I got down on
my knees behind Larry, squeezed out a bit of cream, and started rubbing it
in his crack.  Larry jerked at first, maybe from the cold feeling of the
cream on his ass, but Tanner did not budge from the kiss or his tight hold.

I rubbed some more cream in Larry's ass and was about to insert a finger,
when Tanner pushed my hand away.  As I watched from a foot away, Tanner
slowly pressed his middle finger into Larry's tiny hole.  This got a grunt
and a gasp from Larry, but Tanner gave his neck a jerk, making him
concentrate on the kiss.

Tanner pressed his finger in and out a few times and then pulled out.  I
squeezed out some more cream into the crack and he now eased two fingers
into the hole.  Larry moaned again.

Then, coming right out of the blue, almost hitting me in the face, Tanner
took a swing and slapped Larry on the ass, hard.  "Yeeeoooh" Larry yelled
and must have jumped a foot, almost knocking Tanner down.  Before anybody
could move or react, Tanner let him have it again on the other cheek, hard.
Larry yelled again.  Larry was definitely going to have a red ass.

"Charlie, get him naked" Tanner snapped as he stepped back.  I jumped to
obey.  I couldn't very well take Larry's shoes off since he was standing
there, but I grabbed his shorts and underwear and jerked them down to his
ankles.  At the same time Tanner grabbed Larry's tank top and pulled it up,
forcing Larry's arms up, so he could remove it and toss it aside.

Then, Tanner reached down behind Larry's knees and lifted him into his
arms.  Yes, just like he does to me sometimes, cradling him in his arms
like a baby.

Stepping over to the beanbag chair, he sat down with Larry in his arms.
Larry was simply shocked and did not even have a chance to react as he
ended up on Tanner's lap.  I scurried over and jerked Larry's shoes and
socks off, and then the shorts and underwear, making him completely naked.

Tanner grabbed him by the hair and jerked him around, definitely not being
gentle, and pulled him into another kiss.

This was true Tanner.  Aggressive, forceful, and demanding, totally in
control, and turning Larry's reluctant submissiveness into cringing
servility.  This was Tanner's style, more into rape than into consensual
sex, you don't give yourself to Tanner, he takes you, roughly.

"You my punk, now, boy" Tanner said as he broke the kiss and looked into
Larry's eyes.  "You belong to me."  Larry didn't respond but seemed to
still be in shock.  "Are you a virgin, punk boy?" Tanner asked.  "Am I
getting me a virgin?"

"Ahhh .... ahhh .... ahhh ..." was all the Larry could say.

"Great" Tanner said, assuming a positive reply.  "There ain't nothing I
like better than knowing that my dick is the very first one to slide into a
sweet little boy-hole.  Introducing virgin boys to my big piece of meat is
fucking awesome."

"Tanner, Tanner, wait.  Tanner" Larry finally started coming to his senses
and got his voice working.  "Wait, wait."

Ignoring him, Tanner partially stood up, lifting Larry, spreading his legs
and sitting back down with Larry on his lap facing him.  "Get on your
knees, boy" he said.  When Larry didn't immediately react Tanner slapped
his face. 'whack' Not terribly hard, but enough to sting and get his
attention.  "Get on your fuckin knees" he growled.

"Tanner, stop, stop" Larry whimpered, but at the same time he did get on
his knees straddling Tanner's legs.  Tanner leaned back in the chair,
grabbed Larry by the waist and jerked him forward, so he was now sitting
right on Tanner's big pecker.  Larry was now begging him to stop, but
interestingly enough, he wasn't making any attempt to get away.

"Charlie, line him up" Tanner said.  I was still there, just a couple feet
away, enjoying the show, so I just reached over, grabbed Tanner's dick and
pried it up, dragging it through Larry's crack right up against his little
pucker.

"Tanner, stop, please stop" Larry was wailing but Tanner was paying no
attention.

"You ready to get fucked, virgin boy" he chuckled.  "Well, here we go."
Reaching up and grabbing Larry's shoulders and holding him tight, he pushed
his hips up, forcing the head and a couple inches of steel hard dick into
Larry's chute.  Larry really screamed this time.

"Yeeeaaaoooh, TANNER" he screamed.  "NO, NO, NO."  Tanner held on to his
shoulders for a minute or so not allowing him to move, as his moans changed
to soft whimpering.  Then he pushed up again, forcing another couple inches
into the tight hole, and very quickly he pulled back and jammed in again,
all in one motion.  Larry yelled, but not like the first time.

"You getting it from Tanner, boy" he said.  "Your virgin ass getting broken
in by a demigod.  You ain't never had it so good, boy."  Tanner just held
Larry there, for several minutes this time, not moving as Larry whimpered
softly.

Finally he spoke.  "You gonna do it for me now, baby" he said softly.
"Lift your ass a little."  I could see that he eased his hold on Larry's
shoulders, so Larry raised up a little.  "Okay, back down now, honey.  Ease
it down."  Larry did what he was told.  It must have hurt like hell by the
look on his face, but he did it, lowering himself and allowing the big
prick to slide back into him.

This was hot, so hot.  A virgin.  A sixteen year old virgin boy was about
to fuck himself on Tanner's enormous whanger.  As I reached into my bikini
and grabbed my very hard dick, I looked up and saw Darrell had not moved
and was still standing in the same place with this shocked look on his
face.  But I also noticed that he had one hell of a big bulge showing in
his shorts.

Larry slowly eased his ass down on Tanner's prick.  The look of pain was
now gone from his face, and was now replaced by one of what?
determination?  concentration?  I don't know.  But I do know he was into it
now.  He'd had his eyes closed, but now for the first time, he opened them
and looked down at Tanner.  He looked momentarily startled, as if he had
forgotten how incredibly glorious Tanner really looked.

I think he suddenly realized that he was performing for a god.  He was
giving himself to a god.  Now I saw that it was definitely a look of
determination on his face.  Yes, he was into it.  He wanted it.  He wanted
to give himself to this demigod muscle boy, this vanquisher.

I could see in his eyes as he stared down at Tanner, that he now accepted
Tanner's clear superiority.  Tanner had himself another submissive acolyte,
another candidate for his harem.

"Yes, sir" Larry said, answering an unasked question.  "Yes, sir" he
repeated.  There was no question in my mind now that Larry was more than
ready to serve.  "Thank you, sir" he said again and I swear it sounded
worshipful this time.  Then, evidently to prove his worth, as he stared
down at the glorious vision below him, Larry raised up and slowly lowered
himself back down onto Tanner's prick.  "Thank you, sir" he repeated as he
did it.

What the fuck?  Larry was thanking tanner for allowing him to fuck himself
on his big prick?  I couldn't believe it.  Still squinting somewhat from
the pain as he lowered himself onto Tanner's prick, I would say Larry had a
look of serenity on his face.  Yes, a look of serenity with the knowledge
that he was giving pleasure to his new Master.  Jesus Christ in a
handbasket.

"Good boy", Tanner whispered.

Can you fuckin believe this?  Tanner unquestionably had the best 'gaydar'
on the planet.  When he first developed his 'aquaint' list of potential
members of his harem, I thought they were all straight.  I mean, they were
all hunky, good-looking muscle boys, every one of them, except for
Mr. Carson and me.  We had pretty faces and looked gay, but they sure
didn't.

So, how did Tanner know this?  How did he know they would submit?  I'm
damned if I can figure it out, but all of them, hunky looking straight boys
every one, were turning into his gay slavish sycophants.  Tanner was not
only a god, he was also a genius.

Darrell finally seemed to get his wits together, and I heard him mumble:
'jesus, jesus, jesus.'  I looked over and saw that he still had that same
shocked look on his face.  He obviously couldn't believe that his straight
best friend was fucking himself on Tanner's prick.  Hell, I couldn't
believe it either.

"Okay, babe.  Show me what you can do" Tanner said and he now had a look of
triumph on his face, so there was no question that he knew that Larry now
belonged to him.  He clearly owned Larry body and sole. "Make my dick
happy, babe" he chuckled.

My mouth was hanging open in total awe at Tanner's prowess, and as I looked
up I saw that Darrell was looking the same.

Tanner put his hands behind his head forcing his amazing biceps to bulge,
and just lay back waiting for Larry's homage.  Larry closed his eyes and
slowly, very slowly eased his butt up and down on the big bludgeon, and
after a hesitation, up and down again.  He was still squinting, but the
pain must have been mostly gone by now.

"Look at me, honey" Tanner ordered him.  "Look me in the eye while you
screw your ass on my dick."  Larry looked down at Tanner's big smile and
actually shivered in excitement as he returned the smile.  "Thank you, sir"
he said, and looking into Tanner's eyes, he again raised his butt up and
down on Tanner's big prick.

Tanner reached up and gently rubbed his hand against Larry's cheek.  Then
he slapped him.  'whack' Larry let out a yelp and got a surprised look on
his face.

"Get with it, hon" Tanner said forcefully..  "Get a move on.  You're doing
this for Tanner.  Make Tanner's dick feel good."

Larry looked startled for only a moment, but then came that look of
determination.  I think he felt like he now had something to prove to
Tanner.  I don't know if he felt honored by Tanner's attention, but I think
he felt like he wanted to prove his worth.  Prove to this godlike creature
that he was worthy of his attention, and show how appreciative he was to be
allowed to show his devotion.

Keeping his eyes open and staring down at Tanner's incredible body, he
started fucking himself, still going pretty slow, but keeping a steady up
and down motion.  Tanner reached up again and rubbed his hand softly
against his cheek.  Larry squinted in expectation of being hit again and
Tanner did not disappoint.  Just as he expected, Tanner slapped him.

"You like fucking Tanner's cock, baby?  Huh?" Tanner asked.  "You like it?"
Tanner kept his hand there, gently caressing Larry's cheek.

"Yes, sir" Larry said, totally into it now.  "Yes, sir, yes, sir."  Tanner
didn't slap him this time, but just gave him a few soft pats to the cheek.

"Speed up, babe" Tanner said.  "Let's get this show on the road."  Larry
started moving his butt up and down slightly faster.  "Keep your eyes on me
while you fuck me" Tanner ordered him.

Moving his hand from Larry's cheek, Tanner pushed three fingers into his
mouth, and Larry immediately started sucking them.  That's when I noticed
that he had tears dripping down his face.  Tears of joy?  No.  Tears of
pain?  Of course not.  They were tears of submission.  Muscular, athletic
wrestler Larry Stunt had just discovered his real self; in reality, a
complete submissive, slavishly serving a better man.  For a stud like
Larry, accepting his servility must have been agonizing for him.

The tears were dripping, but he kept his eyes on Tanner, and he kept
pumping his ass onto Tanner's bludgeon.

Reaching under Larry's knees Tanner pulled his legs up over his shoulders.
"Hold on to my neck, boy" he said as he took Larry's arms and pulled them
up to his neck.  Larry grabbed on.  Leaning forward slightly in the chair,
Tanner stood up.  Yean, he stood up with his prick still jammed up Larry's
ass.  Larry was no twink, so this was a show of strength and power that I
couldn't believe, even for Tanner.

Then he put on a show, walking around the room carrying Larry and
continuing to fuck him, as I looked on in awe.  Tanner was unbelievable.
Grabbing on to Larry's ass, he raised him and lowered him onto his prick
while Larry had his arms around his neck.

And here we go again; premature ejaculation, This time it was Darrell.  I
heard him groan and looked over and saw he had pulled his shorts and bikini
down below his balls, and was jerking his prick like crazy.

And he blew.  Tanner started laughing, but I was so hot myself that I was
just doing my best to keep control.  Tanner kept right on doing what he was
doing, pumping Larry up and down and continuing to walk around the room,
while Darrell shot his cum onto the floor.

Then the real shocker came.  Larry let out a yell: "ooooooh shiiiiit" he
yelled as he started shooting onto Tanner abdomen.  Yeah, Larry was
beginning to shoot.  But almost before he'd fired his second shot, Tanner
put his arms around him, pulling him against his chest, and started
slamming his crotch up against his ass.  As Larry moaned and ejaculated
Tanner crushed him against his chest and slammed his prick up into his ass
as hard and as fast as he could.

Before Larry even fired his final shot, Tanner started to shoot as well.
"Ooooh Shiiit" he yelled sounding just like Larry, only louder.  "Shit,
shit, shit" he yelled as he held Larry tightly against him and fired his
cum up into his ass.

Hey, that left me!  But hell, I'd barely been able to keep my ejaculation
under control for the last fifteen minutes, so three quick strokes and I
started to shoot my load as well.

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After Darrell left, Tanner took Larry to bed and I had to sleep in the
beanbag chair.  I don't know how many times Tanner fucked him during the
night, but I know they didn't get much sleep.


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