Date: Wed, 28 Oct 2015 03:13:31 +0000
From: tom davis <underarmour001@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 16     Little Top, Big Bottom

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CHAPTER 16

Jason and Michael had been fucking for hours in every position, every where
in the bedroom was christened with load after load of cum.


Jason found himself, in front of a mirror, staring at him self as a big,
strong, hunk of a man rammed him from behind. Jason stared into his own
eyes, seeing the pleasure, the satisfaction, the ecstasy his body was going
through as another man used his body as a vessel for his seed.


His own face was a thing of beauty.  His dark blue eyes were watery which
made them seem to glow in the dim candlelight that came from the table next
to them.


His mouth at times was open as he breathed heavily, trying to recover from
a bout of heavy, fast fucking. Sometimes his mouth was closed, lips sealed
tight as he stifled his own moans from the pleasure he felt emanating from
his ass.


He looked at his hands that gripped hard the sides of the full-length
mirror.  His knuckles were white because of the strength it took to hold on
and not fall forward into the mirror.


His muscular arms where stretched straight out, locked, veins popping,
biceps bulging, sweaty from the strain of keeping him self from being
fucked head first into the mirror and wall in front of him.


His neck was a burnt red color from the strain of holding his head up so he
could see himself and his fucker. His traps and shoulders were also red,
veins protruding, sweaty.


He was truly a beautiful sight to see, the small, muscular, athletic man
bent forward, in front of a mirror, forced to observe the action of being
owned by a superior man.


As he looked at the situation happening in the reflection of the mirror, he
reveled in the image. He could cum at any second but he purposely held off
until his man was ready.  He wanted to expel his load onto the glass at the
same time Michael unloaded into his ass.  The feeling of another man
planting seed inside him at the same time his own seed did not have the
right to be in someone was a feeling of exhilaration.  His ass had one
purpose and that was to carry cum from superior cock. Knowing that he was
cumming into nothingness meant that his cum wasn't good enough to unload
into anyone.  It was a sign for him that he was to use his beautiful body
to bring pleasure to others.


Michael's muscles were pumped and sweaty from the continuous onslaught he
gave to that gorgeous ass in front of him. He stared into Jason's eyes
though the mirror and knew that he had found the right boy, smaller,
muscular, lean, masculine and cocky. Grabbing onto Jason's shoulders, he
pulled Jason up to a standing position and kissed him feverishly, then
pushed him right back down to the prior position and slowly, this time,
fucked in and out of the boy's ass.


He rubbed and massaged Jason's defined back muscles. "Get a good look
son. Get a good look at your future. The position, the man behind you, the
look of your own face as you submit, see that handsome face, that look in
your own eyes, that's' the face of a man that's been shown his path in
life, a man who accepts his place as a toy.  You're a toy for men like me,
rich, powerful, successful.  We get what we want and don't take no for an
answer.  You're what we all want.  You're the prize. We've worked hard for
our fortunes and you are our reward, beautiful boys like you to use for our
pleasure and obey every thing we say."


Jason stared up into Michael's intense eyes. He was falling in love. He
never felt so protected and secure in his life.  Not even with Derek who
was a powerhouse of a man. Michael was now the man.  He would protect him,
support him and provide for every need in his life. The age difference
meant nothing. Michael was extremely handsome and didn't look his age in
the least. He was dominant and had his shit together. He had it all. He
smiled back and then broke into a huge toothy, white grin.


"Oh god. You're fucking amazing." He looked down at the floor for a second,
catching his breath. He looked up again into the mirror at Michael. "I love
you, dad."


Michael smiled and unloaded the biggest load yet that night into Jason's
bent over ass. Jason knew that would get him off. Dad.


Jason let loose at the same time, splashing the mirror with his own cum.
He did it without even touching himself.


Michael stepped back and pulled out of Jason.  Jason immediately fell to
the floor to his knees, flung himself at the glass and hastily started to
lick his own cum off the mirror until every bit of it was gone, leaving
behind smears and streaks his tongue left behind.


Michael stood watching, a little stunned and a little turned on. "Damn
boy. Fuck, that is so hot.  So slutty."

Jason stood and faced Michael.  He casually wiped his lips with his forearm
and smiled. "I couldn't help it.  I wanted my cum to mingle with yours in
my gut. The perfect combination."


Michael laughed. "You're incredible kid.  Let's take a breather, grab some
water and then I wanna do you on the bed and this time, make love to you."







Meanwhile, on the other side of the mansion



Derek lay on his side, Ben spooned behind him, cock nestled in the cleft of
his muscular ass. Ben's arms circled around him, holding him tight. Ben's
breathing was slow and steady as he napped after a marathon fuck session.


Derek was awake.  He was thinking about Ben, how awesome he was, how
handsome and charming he was. Ben knew how to push all his buttons. He knew
how to fuck Derek the way he liked to be fucked. Derek felt protected in
the younger, smaller boy's arms.


He also thought about Jason.  They had grown apart as of the last few
months. The last few weeks had been the most hard for them. It seemed they
had run their course. Jason was hardly home and when he was, he wasn't as
affectionate as usual.


It's not like Derek was waiting around for him either. Derek had permission
to do have sex with who ever wanted to have him. It wasn't uncommon for him
to get fucked by Dalton in the morning, Rod in the afternoon and Ben in the
evening. Working out took a big chunk of time, as he would work out for two
to three hours at a time. Since he met Ben he has really been hitting the
weights hard, making his ass more full and hard. Lifting intensely and
growing the rest of his body to make it more desirable to not only Ben but
to any man who felt the need to fuck him. There were times when Derek had
to take a day off and refrain from anal. He didn't want to get too loose
and plus, he was just tired. Dalton was a beast in bed, Rod was unforgiving
but Ben, Ben was just the perfect combination of fucking, talking and just
all around "nicer" than the others. Sure he loved a cocky, asshole to take
over and fill him up but that was something he didn't want all the
time. Ben could be an asshole but it was more out of vanity than anything
else. He knew he was hot and he often was critical of others for not being
as good-looking as he was.


He felt Ben stir.  He could feel Ben massaging his chest with his warm
hand.


"Hey," Ben said sleepily. "Whatcha thinking about, handsome?"


Derek squeezed Ben's arm that was wrapped around his chest. "How did you
know I was awake?"


Ben kissed his shoulder. "I just did. Plus how could you not be when I just
told you to lose the boyfriend."


"Yeah. I guess you're right," Derek said as he rolled over on to his back."


Ben ran his hand down Derek's abs and onto his cock. "Look, you don't have
to do it today or anything. I'm just saying that it has to be done.  If
you're going to be with me, you can't have a frickin boyfriend. It's enough
that you're getting fucked by his friends too. You know want you want to
do."


"So...you want me to be with you? Like...like boyfriends?"


Ben chuckled a bit. "Duh. You think I'm letting someone like you get away?
Not on your life. You're amazing dude. You're handsome, you're fucking hot,
you're a gay man's walking wet dream.  Hell, you're straight men's wet
dream. I bet you could turn a few. Look, you're one of the nicest guys I
know. A little cocky and full of your self but then so am I.  The best part
about you is that you can take a fuck like no other.  It's like there is a
button inside you that makes you go into slut mode."


Ben was stroking Derek's cock while he was speaking. His cock became more
hard and sensitive the more Ben spoke.


"And I love it when you go into SLUT mode."


As soon as he said slut again, Derek shot a load straight up in the air.


Ben was laughing. "Fuck yeah bro! You're awesome! What would happen if I
just said SLUT over and over again?"

Derek smiled. "My dick would shoot air."


They both laughed. Ben patted Derek on the shoulder and got up off the bed.
He grabbed Derek's hand and pulled him off the bed as well. "Thirsty? Let's
go get something to drink.  We have some time before dad gets home."


"Yeah I could go for something," Derek said. Derek was looking around for a
robe to put on.  He thought the butler was hot but didn't need to walk
around naked in front of him. Besides, we'll fuck soon I'm sure.


"So, your dad. What's the story with him?"


"Dad? Oh you know. Not much to say.  He's not around much.  He's at work
all the time. We get along great but it's almost like we're roommates
sometimes than father and son. You actually remind me of him in some ways."


"What? How's that?" Derek asked. He was intrigued.


"Just physically. You're both tall, you both have an intimidating presence,
you're both in amazing shape."


"He is? Is he hot?"


"Oh dude. Yeah. I mean, he works out every day, takes care of himself. He
can get tail anytime he wants it. He's a very handsome man.  He knows what
he wants and takes it.  He's kind of an asshole actually." He said as he
laughed. "I think you have to be when you're in his position.  He's a CEO
of a multi-billion dollar corporation that he started from the ground
up. You have to be tough-skinned and be able to not take no for an
answer. And it doesn't hurt that he's fucking hot."


"Hmmm...sounds like you may have a daddy issue," Derek kidded.


Ben thought for a second. "Well I do think he's hot, who wouldn't? If you
saw him you would know what I'm talking about. I respect him. I am envious
of him. I hope I'm like him when I get older. I especially hope to look
like him. The dude is the most confident man I've ever been around. I feel
protected, secure, even though he's not around much."


"Well I can't wait to meet him."


"Come to think of it, when he is around, he actually pays me a lot of
attention. He dotes over me, takes me places, hangs out with me, he loves
to take me shopping. He picks out most of the stuff I wear.  It's not
uncommon to receive clothes in the mail when he's gone on long trips. He
also takes me on the most amazing vacations, usually beach vacations.  We
have a house at St. Thomas. Doesn't mind that I walk around in a speedo all
day, he even buys them for me.  You should see him in a speedo.  You'd
probably jizz all over knowing you," Ben laughed.


"Ah, dude. You really sound like you have a think for you dad and maybe he
has a thing for you?"


"Nah... I mean, I don't know. I have thought about it many times, what it
would be like to kiss him or even sleep next to him. I guess it would be
hot. But I don't think he would be into it."


"I think you're blind or something. Look at what he does for you, picks out
your clothes, takes you on trips, wears speedos WITH you...," Derek
laughed. "Is he dating?"


"No. There is the occasional dinner date to corporate functions but no one
long term. He goes to the gym a lot, he's gone a lot even when he's in
town. I have seen him from time to time with men, hot men, having lunch or
coffee." Ben stopped. "Shit, maybe he is gay.  Mom wouldn't tell me why
they got a divorce. I wonder..."

"It sounds like you have some investigating to do. I've never met the man
but he sure sounds like a closet-case to me."


"Huh.  You may be right.  Fuck it.  Let's get something to drink and then
fuck some more."


"Good god you're a horny little fucker."


"Fuck off handsome.  You know you want it."


We walked quietly down the hall to go down stairs. We got to the top of the
stairs when we heard something from the other wing. It sounded like
grunting.


Ben stopped and listened. "What the fuck is that? We're the only ones
here."


"Apparently not."


"It sounds like it's coming from my dad's room."


"I thought you said he was out of town until midnight."


"He is, he was."


More grunting and moaning echoed down the long hall.


I put my hand on Ben's shoulder.  "dude, who ever it is, they have having a
lot of fun."


"Yeah, no shit." Ben said as he started walking towards the sounds.


I took his elbow. "Dude, you're not going down there?"


"Fuck yeah I am.  I wanna know who it is."


"So you're going to spy on them.  You know it's your dad, dude.  Has to
be. You're going to spy on your own dad?"


"Shut up and follow me."


He took my hand and led me quietly down the long hall to his father's
room. As we got closer, the sounds became louder and louder.  The moans
became longer and higher. Who ever was getting fucked, they were loving it.

We arrived at the door. Ben grabbed the door knob and slowly turned
it. Quietly the door came open just a crack at first. We both peeked in the
room.  There on the bed was a tall, muscular man going to town on someone,
their legs up over his shoulders, the other person was smaller, but very
muscular? A dude? He was fucking another dude!


Ben opened the door and walked in with his fists on his hips. I followed
him, smirking because I knew I was right about his dad.


"Dad? What the fuck?"


His father turned to look and saw Ben standing halfway between the bed and
the door dressed in a robe. He was followed by another man dressed in a
robe, a tall, very attractive, very muscular man.  Wait, a man?


"Ben! Shit."


His father pulled out of the man he was fucking and stood up off the
couch. It was then that I saw the face of the man he was fucking.


"Jason?!"


"Derek?!"



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