Date: Sat, 2 Aug 2014 14:06:07 -0700
From: tom davis <underarmour001@hotmail.com>
Subject: Little Top, Big Bottom Part 2

Part 2

I had settled into my new role very nicely.  I had accepted that I was
Jason's bottom and he was in charge.  We did everything together.  My
favorite thing was to workout with him.  It was such a turn on to know that
all the guys at the gym were thinking that I was this big Alpha stud who
was taking this little guy with a gymnast body under my wing to train him
to get bigger and achieve my kind of body mass.  But really, I was some big
muscular bitch who was constantly being pushed around behind closed doors
and my ass was just a cumdump for the man I loved.


Jason made sure to dress me in the most tight of workout clothes to show
off my spectacular physique. It was all Underarmour all the time, nothing
baggy, all compression.  I must say the tights and shorts showed my ass
like no other.  I have a 30" waist by my ass...my ass was a good 45"
around.  A big, rock hard, bubble of muscle ass that was always dripping a
little bit with Jason's jizz.

Jason really likes to breed me in the morning when he wakes up.  He usually
wakes up before me and takes no time to wake me up with a nice slow fuck.
Thankfully for him I'm a stomach sleeper.  My ass is always pointing up.
He wakes up, rolls over on top of me and slides in which makes me always
wake up with a jolt.  It used to really throw me off but now I'm used to
it.  Then there is our after workout fucks.  He likes it when I'm pumped up
and my muscles swell with blood.  He really gets off on seeing me strain
and watching my veins pop to the surface during a really good post-workout
pounding.


I can't say that I don't missing topping because I do.  It's just that I no
longer see it as a priority.  Jason fulfills me, literally, and I find
myself too satisfied with riding his big cock whenever I can, or whenever
HE wants me to is more like it. Lately he has taken to fucking me while
bent over in front of a mirror. He says it's so I can see my rightful place
as a true bottom.  He says I need to see my superior body is really nothing
more than a play ground for a smaller, dominant man like himself.  He says
I should be ashamed of myself. To see him plowing me from behind and
looking into his eyes through the mirror is so erotic.  When he smirks at
meI have been known to cum without touching myself.


Jason and I have been together for about 9 months now.  I find that I have
never been in love with anyone as much as I am with Jason.  I know Jason
feels the same way.  Although he is Alpha he always makes sure that I am
taken care of in every way.  He is careful not to hurt me too much during
sex.  He takes time after work to ask me how my day was and am always
asking if there is anything I need from him.  It's almost always a no.
He's too attentive.  I can't think of anything I need.


My birthday was coming up and he asked me what I wanted.  I said that I
didn't need anything.

"I need to get my big muscle man something.  Come on babe, what do you
want?  Anything."  He stands on his tip toes and puts his arms around my
neck to bring me down to him for a kiss.

"Really Jason I'm fine.  I have everything I need."

"Derek I know that you need something that I can't give you."

"What's that?"

"Ass."

"I don't understand.  You mean to fuck an ass?"

"Yes.  I know you think about it sometimes.  I can see the way you look at
some guys at the gym. You're fulfilling your rightful destiny with me but I
can tell you need some release."

"No Jason I would never even think about wanting to fuck you.  Please don't
make me."

"Oh you're not fucking me.  That's never gonna happen dude. I'm getting you
a special present for your birthday.  I'm letting you fuck a guy for your
birthday. "

"What? No. Jason pleae.  I'm fine." I lied.  I was actually getting hard
thinking about it.

Jason grabbed me around the neck and pulled my face into his.  He looked
straight into my eyes. "Derek.  Don't ever tell me no. Ever.  You forget
your place. I have the final say and I say you're getting a birthday fuck.
Enjoy this opportunity I'm giving you to top because it wont happen
again. "

I was scared.  This tiny 5'6" man actually had me speechless and so turned
on at the same time.  He was so forceful, passionate and confident at the
same time.  I couldn't do anything .  I was frozen.

"You got me babe?"  His grip was tighter.

"I got you."  I was only trying to make him see that I was devoted to him.
I thought saying no to this order would solidify that but it only made him
angry.  Subconsciously I think I egg him on on purpose just so he will give
me a physical showing of how powerful he is when he asserts his dominance
over me.


I had to work on my birthday which really pissed me off.  I was looking
forward to a day of getting thrown fucks by Jason.  That's what he promised
anyway.  I came from the gym after work and as I opened the door to the
condo I heard voices in the living room.

Jason was sitting on the chair next to the fireplace and he was talking to
a really muscular guy I thought I recognized, who was sitting on the couch.
I walked in and dropped my gym bag on the floor.  They both stood up.


"Hey babe."  Jason came over to me and gave me a peck on the lips.

"Hey.  Who's this?"

"Happy Birthday.  This is Dalton."

"Hey Dalton."  I shook his hand.

"Hey, Derek is it?"

"Yeah."


Dalton was a guy I had seen at the gym a few times.  He looked to be about
21 yeas old. Jet black hair like mine.  Short on the sides and longer on
top.  Brown eyes with long , thick eye lashes.  I would estimate he was
around 5'8 and built like a small, brick wall.  His definition was amazing.
He was wearing a tight tank-top, snug shorts that strained against his
quads and flip-flops.  He didn't have a hair on his body below his neck.
Smooth, tan and defined muscle was all he was made out of. He was a walking
wet dream.  Just my type, well, when I used to top.  Guys like him were
easy targets.  One look at my size and demeanor and they were as good as
fucked.


"Dalton lifts at our gym and does Crossfit."

"Yeah I recognize him."  I looked him up and down. "Very nice dude.  Wow,
good definition."

Dalton gave a cocky little grin, flexed his chest and looked me over as
well.  "No dude. You are a specimen.  Amazing."

"Babe, Dalton is your birthday present.  He understands what's going on and
has agreed to give you what you want for your special day."

"Really?  I can fuck him?"

"Yep...this once."

"Let's get to it big man.  My ass ain't gonna fuck itself."


I didn't have to be told twice.  I picked Dalton up and carried him into
the bedroom and flung him onto the bed.

"Whoa dude! Slow down cowboy.  We got all night."

I started to peal my Underarmour off and throw it aside.  "Trust me.  I got
all night and only tonight.  I'm taking advantage of this."

"Right on stud.  Let's get this show on the road.  Don't bother with a
condom bro.  I want all your babies."

"Oh sweet."  I kneeled between his legs and threw those smooth quads up and
did a pile-drive with my face into the silky, smooth ass.  In no time I was
eating prime, Grade A fucking muscle ass.  The moans and sighs coming from
Dalton were loud and dirty, just the way I like my bottoms to be.

"Bro fuck me.  Come on man, stick it in my butt bro.  Fuck me like a bitch.
I wanna be your gurl dude."

"Fuck yeah bitch?  You wanna get pregnant?  Take my fuck, slut."


I lifted his legs up onto my shoulders and lowered myself down and made out
with him with a hungry, wild fever. I looked at myself in the reflection of
the mirror that was over the headboard.  Once again I felt dominate,
powerful and masculine. I was going to take what I wanted and for a night
just forget about how much I really loved being where Dalton is now. I
reached down and started to stick a finger into that tight , little rosebud
when I felt weight on the bed from behind me.


I turned to see Jason naked and erect and he was coming in from behind very
quickly like he was on a mission.  One hand reached around in front of me
and grabbed my aching 9 inch cock.  At that some time I felt Jason's cock
enter me from behind and I could feel his muscular chest pressing into my
back.  He pulled me back against him as he sat back.  I slide deeper into
his cock and moaned a loud sigh as Jason once more started to fuck up into
me.

I looked down and Dalton had brought down his legs and slowly stood up on
the bed in front of me.

"Jase, what's going on man?  I thought I was gonna fuck him?"

They both started to laugh and Dalton gave Jason a high five over the top
of my head.

Jason pushed my head towards Dalton's huge cut cock.  I opened my mouth and
Dalton grabbed the sides of my head and guided himself into my waiting
mouth.


I felt breathing on my left ear.  Then I heard a graspy voice against the
side of my face.  "You really thought I was going to let you fuck him?
Really?  Are you this stupid?"  He started to slide in and out, long
dicking me, making me jerk forward onto Dalton's cock.

"You know what you are now.  You know what you are good for.  You know your
place now and it's not on top of anything."  The breath went away and felt
Jason's small hands latch hard onto my waist.  He called this power
pounding.  He pulled my ass back and he came slamming forward.  He would
start slow and pretty soon he was jack-hammering me.  All that could be
heard in the room was slap after sweaty slap of skin on skin as his abdomen
smacked my ass with each fuck.


"Bro?  When is it my turn dude?"  Dalton said as he continued to fuck my
face.


I spit out his cock and turned my head to the right and looked behind at
the most beautiful sight of Jason's sweaty, hot, flexing muscle as he
plowed heavy into my upturned ass.


I questioned him with my eyes and then with my voice.  "What?"

"Arch your back bitch!" I complied with a grunt and in deeper he went.

"Happy fucking Birthday babe.  You're getting TWO dicks for your
Birthday. Dalton here is going to drop a few loads in your washer tonight.
Say thank you."

"Th...Thank you."

"Good boy.  Dalton paid good money so make
sure...(slam)you...(slam)treat...(slam)him...(slam) good! AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Jason slammed forward and I could feel his cock expand then expel a big
sloppy load into my cum receptacle muscle hole.  He pulled out when he was
done and was breathing like he had just ran the 40 yard dash.


Quickly before I could recover Dalton switched places with Jason and
without any fanfare pushed in and bottomed out in my ass. Dalton was a
little bigger than Jason which make him a little stronger.  All I remember
is being fucked so hard all I could do was flop around on the bed like a
fish out of water.  It didn't stop when he flawlessly flipped me over onto
my back, yanked my legs up and in he went again.  He grabbed the back of my
head, brought his mouth to mine and proceeded to make out with me like he
hadn't done so in years to anyone.


"Bro you are such a hot fuck.  So fucking hot bro.  Oh my god!  I wanna
fuck you so hard dude.  You want that bro?  Huh?  You want that?"

"Oh shit yes.  Fuck me dude.  Just shut up and fuck meeeee!"


Dalton gave a huge heave forward and let out a primal roar.  He came
gallons into my ass and I could feel it leaking out and running down the
crack of my waxed ass.


He lay down on my chest and I turned to find Jason.  Jason was sitting in
chair next the bed jerking his cock fast and hard.  "Oh babe.  You're so
fucking hot bro." And with that, he shot up into the air and all over his
face.


Before I could say anything back to Jason, Dalton was inside me and off
again, fucking me like a man on a mission.  He 8-pack abs flexed with every
slam and I raised my head to see his cock sliding in at rocket speed in and
out of my pussy. Wait.  What did I just say?  My pussy?  Holy shit I just
referred to my ass as a pussy.  Oh fuck.


That night Jason watched Dalton fuck me the whole night and into the
morning.  He took me in every position imaginable and dumped load after
creamy load of his muscle jizz into my throbbing pussy.  Eventually he
stopped and I feel asleep.


I woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee and a protein shake
sitting on the bed side-table next to me.  Jason was sitting next to me
running his fingers through my thick, sweaty hair.


"Morning babe. How are ya feeling."

"Fucked."

"Ha! Yeah you are.  Damn babe.  That was fucking intense and amazing.  We
need to do that again."

"You lied to me Jason."

"Now, now Derek.  I did what I had to do.  You were thinking about topping
dudes again and I couldn't have that.  I can see it in your eyes.  I had to
let you think you were going to and then pull out the rug from under you."

"It's not fair." I said as I grabbed my hot coffee.

"Life's not fair.  Get used to it.  Now get up and get dressed.  We join
Crossfit today."

"What?  You're not gonna let me get more sleep?"

"No bitching.  I fucking hate it when you do that.  Get your giant body out
of bed and get dressed.  I laid out your clothes on the dresser."

"Fine. Let me hop in the shower and..."

"NO.  No shower."

"But I'm covered in dried jizz dude."

"NO SHOWER.  You get fucked like a slut, you get to dress like one.  I
don't give a shit what you want or what people will think.  Scrape it off
if you have to.  I hope to see Dalton's DNA leaking through your shorts
very soon.  By the way, it's Dalton's Crossfit we are joining.  You get to
say hi to him soon.

"fuck my life."


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