Date: Thu, 10 Jun 2010 03:32:00 -0700
From: Duane Colwell <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Randys Conquests - Chapter 2 - Randy Discombobulated

The following story is an erotic fantasy about consensual and nonconsensual
sex between men and boys.  If this is not your thing or you're under age,
don't read it.  However, if you're legal, I hope you enjoy it.  None of the
characters in this story are real, nor are they intended to be real.  This
is total fantasy.  Please feel free to copy it for your own use, but please
keep authorship (gladiatorkid) intact.  Comments always appreciated.  For
more background on these characters, you might read `Worthy of Worship".
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"Randy Discombobulated"

I was wearing my typical tight black jeans and a black muscle shirt when I
arrived at the coffee shop.  I knew Landon was going to meet me, but I was
a little early, and believe it or not, it was not even ten o'clock yet on a
Saturday morning.  But I kinda like getting up early in the morning
sometimes; sometimes even on a Saturday.  Of course this was on days when I
hadn't been fucking some guy all night.

Jason was out of town with his folks, and Landon was in the school play and
rehearsing every night. And I hadn't had any for days; at least two now.  I
would have given my right arm to spend time with Wade, but I hadn't heard
from him for a couple weeks, and as much as I hated it, I was not allowed
to call him.  I had to be patient and wait for him to call.  I got so hot
last night that I nearly jerked off while surfing the internet.  That's
almost but not quite.  Shit, there was no way I was going to jerk off when
I had boys all over the place waiting to service me.  But Landon was going
to find out pretty damn quick what I'm like when I'm super horny.  He was
going to get it twice and maybe three times before his rehearsal this
afternoon.  I was so fuckin hot that my damn cock was totally obscene the
way it was bulging in my jeans and I didn't dare even touch myself.  Yeah,
it was totally obscene, but also pretty god damn awe-inspiring and
impossible to miss

As I entered `Lories Café' I saw Kenny Reggers sitting at a booth with some
girl.  He waved me over.  Just like me and my boys, Kenny was in the `jock'
crowd.  Cute guy; but not as muscular as the guys that really turned me on.
He was pretty much the star of our high school track team, so he had a
really nice slim build.

"Hey Randy.  How's it going" he said as he stood up and shook my hand.  He
either had good manners or he knew that I was Boss and had to be treated
that way.  But then again, everybody knew I was Boss so Kenny knew very
well he had to be respectful.  Like I did to everybody, I squeezed his hand
harder than necessary showing him my strength and power and making him
wince.  "Randy, this is Lois, my girlfriend".

"Hi Lois?  How'd a pretty thing like you get stuck with an ugly guy like
Kenny?" I joked.

She turned red and started giggling as Kenny and I laughed.
"I... I... I..." she stammered.  Damned if she wasn't tongue tied.  Totally
intimidated by my bulging muscles and handsome face.  That happens to me a
lot since I have astonishing muscles for a sixteen year old, and I'm always
dressed to show `em off.  My muscle shirt was snug and showed every
indentation and curve of my muscles; bulging around my massive pecs and
even showing the ridges of my abdominals.  And I knew I looked really sexy
in my black boots, black jeans and black shirt.  Hell, most everybody got
tongue tied when they saw me.  But it didn't matter one way or another if I
turned her on, since my sole interest was in being a magnet for pretty
boys.  Pretty boys like Kenny.

Even though Jason and Landon kept my cock busy, I was always keeping my
eyes open searching for something new and interesting that might pass by.
I had taken note of Kenny's good looks before, but he had a slim runners
body, with not much in the way of bulging muscle.  I was definitely partial
to muscle boys, but Kenny was certainly handsome.  Real pretty straw
colored hair, with dark eyebrows.  The eyebrows, much darker than his blond
hair, really stood out and made him very attractive. And he had two things
really going for him: an ass that wouldn't quit, and what I liked to call
`cock sucking lips'.  I'd decided weeks ago that I would take his ass if
the opportunity arose.  I had a clear picture in my mind of seeing and
hearing him squealing as I rammed my prick up his perfectly round firm
butt.  His pretty lips would look really super wrapped around my big rod as
well, but it was that hot butt that I really wanted.

"Randy.  Sit down and join us" Kenny said.

"Sure Kenny" I said as I slid into the booth next to him.  "I'm meeting
Landon for breakfast, but I guess he's not here yet."  Kenny and Lois were
sitting across from each other so of course, I sat next to Kenny, and as he
slid over I pushed my leg against his and reached down and squeezed his
thigh.  Yeah, I know, I'm a brazen son of a bitch, and nobody would say I'm
subtle.  I always believe in going for the juggler, and leaving no room for
doubt where I'm heading.  With all my muscle and good looks, I do intend to
overwhelm people, and of course I take advantage of it by immediately
taking control.  But hell, that's the kind of rep I wanted to have around
school.  I was brazen and forward and arrogant, and was well known to be
the top dog.  Of course I had my regular fuck boys Jason and Landon who
were totally submissive, but I had another ten or fifteen hangers-on that
followed me around striving for my attention.  When I spoke they listened
and if I gave just the merest suggestion they would jump to do my bidding,
and sometimes fight over who was going to do it.  So, my reputation was
that I was always in control, and my lackeys tailed behind me with their
tongues handing out, flattering me and competing to get noticed.  I was
Boss, and I loved being Boss, and I sure as hell intended to continue being
Boss.

Even the teachers at school mostly kowtowed to me.  I was a pretty smart
kid myself, but I hated doing homework, so I picked out one of the smartest
boys in each of my classes to do it for me.  Before each class they'd wait
at the door, and when I walked up they'd hold out the homework with their
eyes on the floor in deference, and say: `here's your homework sir."  I
loved them fawning all over me.  And, hell, they loved doing my homework
just so I would notice them, and they could speak to me.  But I never
thanked them.  I made it clear this was their obligation and they should be
honored to do it for me.  Even some of the teachers knew what was going on,
but since my grades were always good, they didn't make a big deal about it.
The only time I actually talked or gave any attention to my patrons was if
they screwed up my homework.  I usually let Jason take care of it, since I
used him as my enforcer, but I'd sometimes have a chat with them myself.  I
never physically hurt them and neither did Jason, but I put the fear of God
in them. I just made sure they were sufficiently respectful and apologetic.

Anyway, Kenny knew my reputation of being in charge even before I sat down,
but I loved showing my power and getting a guy totally unsettled.  He slid
over a bit, and I immediately slid over too, pressing my leg back against
his.  I squeezed his thigh again and then put my hands on the table.

"So, Kenny.  How's our schools favorite track star?" I asked.

"Well, ah... you know we came in second in the invitational last week"
Kenny stuttered as he tried to move over a little more.  "That means we'll
probably have a chance to go to the state finals."

"Yeah I heard that" I answered.  "I also heard you took three firsts plus
the leg of the relay."

"Yeah" he said blushing.  "I had a good day."

"Yeah, you sure did" I said putting my arm around his shoulder and giving
him a quick hug.  "So, what's goin on, guys?" I asked turning to Lois.

"My mom's takin me out shopping for a dress for next weeks dance" Lois said
with a giggle.  "I twisted Ken's arm and convinced him to come along."
Kenny's face turned red in embarrassment.  "Jean and Pat are joining us and
we're going to the matinee later."  I knew Pat was on the track team as
well and I suppose Jean was his girlfriend.

"You're up awfully early to do this aren't you?" I asked.

"Yeah, Randy" Kenny answered.  "Lois' got to go visit her aunt this
afternoon so we decided to get together early."

"Cool" I said.  "Maybe you and me could get together and do something later
on."

"Sure Randy.  That'd be great."  Oh yeah.  He knows my rep as the guy in
charge.  Hell, I knew damn well it'd be a cinch getting those legs up in
the air and his hot ass ready to get drilled.  My greatest talent other
than body building, was in turning guys into my cum dumps, and I'd had one
hell of a lot of practice doin it.  Kenny was just going to be another in a
long list of conquests.

"Great.  I'll see you here about four."

"Okay Randy.  Sure" he answered and I could see his Adams apple move as he
took a big gulp.  "See you at four."

"Well, there's Landon; gotta go.  Nice meeting you Lois" I said as I got
up.  "You take good care of this guy.  We need him for the track team
finals.  See you later Kenny."  I gave him a pat on the shoulder and a tiny
squeeze as I walked away.  I had a big grin on my face as I went over to
Landon, because I was pretty sure I was going to get me another virgin this
afternoon.  Loved, loved, loved putting pretty virgin boys through their
paces; trainin `em to submit and show'en `em how to perform for a dominant
muscle stud.  So, it was Landon this morning and Kenny this afternoon.  The
day was definitely looking up and I could feel my cock taking notice.

"How ya doin beautiful" I said as I gave Landon a pat on the butt and
followed him to another booth.  And let me tell you, Landon was truly a
beautiful boy.  Maybe a little on the feminine side in the face, but with
perfect features, gorgeous big brown eyes, and silky soft light brown hair.
And as a fine wrestler, his muscles were tight and hard and bulging.  He
was positively gorgeous.  He was simply the most beautiful boy I had ever
seen, and he belonged to me; totally dedicated to me, and along with Jason,
one of my lovers and my regular fucks.

"I feel great this morning Boss, but I'm starving.  Let's eat."  So Landon
and I had our breakfast, and when Kenny and Lois left I took a good hard
look at his hot butt, and felt a nudge in my crotch in anticipation.
Jesus, he had a pretty ass.

"Ah... sorry boss" Landon said as we were finishing up.  "But my bike has
been broken for two days now, and I haven't got the parts to fix it.  So my
mom is taking me to the bike shop this morning to get the parts."

"What the hell" I said.  "You agreed to come over to my house after
breakfast.  That was why we got together this morning."

"I know Boss.  I'm sorry. But my mom said this was the only time she could
take me there.  Sorry, but I gotta go now.  She's waiting for me."

"Well, when you gonna to be back?" I asked as I reached under the table and
grabbed his knee.  "Your rehearsal isn't until one o'clock."

"I'm really sorry Randy.  She said she had some other things to do, so I
don't know when we'll be done.  We're just not going to be able to get
together today.  Sorry."

"Well that's a bunch of shit" I growled.  "You know damn well I haven't had
any for two days now."

"Sorry Randy.  But I'll make it up to you.  I promise" he said as he put
his share of the bill on the table and stood up.  "See you later Boss."

Shit, shit, shit.  Even my cock was disappointed as I felt it begin to go
completely soft.  Well, thank god I'd set something up with Kenny.

After breakfast I met up with some of the gang at the mall.  Although I
pretty much ignored the girls, they never took the hint, and continuously
tried to sidle up to me and get my attention.  There were seven of them
today as well as five guys and me.  Two of them were couples but the rest
were singles but they all lapped up every word I said, and tagged along
like a flock of sheep.  Hell, if I'd let a fart they would have all jumped
up and down with excitement.  Now, don't get me wrong.  It ain't as if I
get bored with this shit.  I eat up every bit of the adulation, and hell,
with an ego like mine, I can never get enough.  .

All five of the guys were attractive, but that's the only kind I allow in
my entourage anyway, and I'd already had four of them.  All of them were
straight, or thought they were, but that didn't mean they couldn't bend
over and take a fuck from the `Boss'.  It was all a power trip for me
anyway.  Virgin straight boys were never as good sex as Jason or Landon,
but showing my superiority and power by forcing them to blow me or take it
up the ass was incredibly exciting.  There was no sight prettier than a
straight guy with tears in his eyes looking up at me with my prick in his
mouth.  Utterly fantastic.  Allen was the only one I hadn't fucked and he
was definitely cute, and since he was also a member of the wrestling team,
he was well built too.  He always seemed to be lovey-dovey with his girl
friend and I'd never made a play for him, but I figured he wouldn't fight
very hard if I decided to do him.  I'd just been waiting for the right time
and the right opportunity, and today looked like it might be the day.  Not
getting together with Landon this morning really pissed me off, and my cock
really needed some attention.  Of course it wasn't totally urgent now that
I had plans for Kenny but I was hot and I didn't want to wait until four
o'clock.  Besides, Jason being out of town and Landon rehearsing, I needed
a workout partner so it had already crossed my mind to invite Allen over.
I knew he would jump at the chance to workout with me.

As per usual on our Saturday's at the mall, all the girls wanted to touch
my muscles; actually my biceps.  That's the only muscle girls ever seemed
to be aware of.  And as annoying as it was, to keep my image as a muscle
god I had to let them do it.  I'd much rather've felt some lips on my
biceps; a boys lips.

"Allen" I said.  "That was one tough mother fucker they matched you with on
Thursday wasn't he?"

"Yeah" Allen answered.  "He was so fuckin strong I couldn't do anything
with him.  You see those muscles on him?  I'm still sore."

"You're an excellent wrestler Allen.  But you need to increase your
strength.  Build up your muscles some more."

"Yeah, that's what Coach said too.  So I'm going to spend more time in the
weight room from now on."

"Landon's going to rehearsal today at one and Jason's out of town, so I'll
be working out alone.  Why don't you come and spot me and I'll give you a
good workout and maybe some pointers as well."

"Ah... gee thanks Randy" he answered.  "But Shuana and I were planning to
go to the matinee at one o'clock today."  I'm pretty sure Allen knew I'd
done the other guys and his turn was coming up, and I suppose he was
nervous, but no way would I allow any of my minions to say no to me.

"Fuck the matinee Allen" I said.  "I need a spotter and you need the
workout, so you can train with me today.  I guarantee you'll have one hell
of a session."  I gave him one of my super duper smiles and I'll bet he got
chills up and down his spine.  "Is that okay with you?" I said with a
slightly threatening tone.

"Ah... sure... Randy" he stuttered.  "Whatever you say.
Ah... yeah... Randy.  I'd ah...  I'd like to workout with you."

"Good man" I said with a smile as I reached over and gave his shoulder a
squeeze.  I felt just the slightest nudge in my crotch from feeling his
bulging deltoid and looking at his nicely muscled body and handsome face.
I was really horny and Allen was most definitely going to get a good
workout today.

To keep the girls happy we had to stop at the malt shop, and while they all
had ice cream, we boys all had small diet drinks.  Me and my boys were
consistently focused on our diet.

So, after wandering around the mall for a while Allen and I headed off to
my garage and workout room.  His girl friend Shuana wanted to come and
watch, and I had to laugh aloud at that, because there was no way I was
going to have any bitch around during a workout, particularly in this case
when I was planning to fuck her boyfriend when we were done.

"Strip down man" I ordered as we entered my garage/workout room.  I pulled
off my shirt and sat down to remove my shoes and socks.

"Ah... that's okay Randy" Allen answered.  "I'm okay like this."

"I said strip down" I ordered.  "Now take your fuckin clothes off.  You
don't work out with me dressed in street clothes."  I stood up, undid my
pants, stepped out of them and turned to Allen in only my jockstrap.  He
was just standing there gawking as I gave him a double bicep pose.  "You
wanna look like this you do what I tell you.  And if you're not out of your
clothes in ten seconds I'm going to whip your ass and tear them off.  Now
move it."

Allen finally got the point and started stripping.  I went over to the
sweat towels and dirty clothes and picked up one of my dirty jocks.  When I
turned back I saw that Allen was slipping his pants off and was now down to
his underwear.

"Get `em off man.  Down to the buff" I ordered as I stepped over to him.
He slipped out of them and stood in front of me.  I held the dirty
jockstrap up to his face.

"Get a whiff man.  These are mine from last week and they're not too rank."
Allen tried to lean his head back away from me, so I pushed the strap into
his face against his nose.  "Put these on" I said.

"Com'on Randy..." he started to say.

I grabbed him by the neck with one hand and gave him a slight shake.
"You've never worked out with me before Allen, and I always work out in a
jock strap for safety.  Now you fuckin well do what I tell you and put `em
on.  Right now" I ordered.  Allen got a shocked look in his face as he took
my jockstrap and slipped it on.

"Feels good doesn't it, wearing my jock?  I can see it turns you on" I said
with a laugh as I reached over and groped him.  "Hell, if it turns you on
that much maybe I'll let you keep it so you can wear it to bed tonight."  I
laughed hard at that and even got a nervous smile from him as I shadow
boxed with a couple light taps to his shoulder and jaw.  "It always makes
me feel fuckin hot and sexy when I'm working out in a jockstrap" I said to
him.

"Now look at me" I ordered, and he looked me in the face with a little
anxiety and perhaps a little fear showing in his eyes.  "Hey man, you know
me" I said giving him a friendly slap on the cheek.  "I'm easy to get along
with.  Just do what I tell you and don't fuck up.  Now com'on, let's get
started."

I had Allen there to do triple duty for me today.  I planned to fuck him
later but I needed a spotter and I needed someone to change the weights.  I
didn't change weights.  That was what my workout partners were for.  I like
to stay one hundred percent focused on the next set.

Putting my arm on Allen's shoulder, I turned him to face the mirrors.
"Double bi" I said as I raised my arms into the front double biceps pose.
Allen followed my lead and did the same.  "See where you gotta go?" I asked
as we made the comparison between my massive arms and his.  Even though he
was very muscular, he looked absolutely puny next to me.

"Com'on Randy" he whimpered.  "You know I can't compare with you.  We all
know you're the biggest guy around."

"Yeah" I answered.  "But if you work your hot little ass off you can get a
lot bigger.  And I'm going to be sure you bust your butt today."

"Front Lat" I ordered and we both moved to the front lat spread.  I held it
for a minute or so allowing him to get a good look.  "Side Chest" I ordered
and we moved to that pose.  I could see that Allen looked really good and
had great potential but I was probably discouraging him by forcing him to
compare himself to my massive muscles.

"Okay, let's get to it" I said as I gave him a friendly slap on his bare
ass and we turned away from the mirrors to start working out.  As focused
as I always was on my workouts, having the mirrors there so I could admire
myself always made me hot.  My cock was usually half hard all the way
through my workouts and, generally, Jason was there to give me a blow job
when we were finished.  Since I'd never had Allen before and was really hot
to fuck him I spent the whole time warming him up.  I groped him front and
back a couple times, and while pretending to spot him from behind I pushed
my crotch into his ass.  When he was doing the bench, I accidently on
purpose pushed my mostly hard cock against his head giving him a good feel.
I also made it perfectly clear that I was in charge by reprimanding him
several times for not being absolutely strict in his lifting style.  Two
different times I gave him a healthy slap to the back of the head when he
wasn't totally focused.

I made him pose with me in front of the mirrors as we finished each muscle
group, showing how totally perfect and pumped my muscles were as compared
to his.  And although I admit I led him on to give me complements, he went
on and on about his admiration of my body.  Hell, there was no doubt he was
totally turned on to my muscles and he had a bulge showing a hard on in my
jockstrap that never seemed to go down.  Now, do you think he knew what was
going on, and what I was planning?  Big laugh!  You betcha he knew!  He
knew and he was nervous, and with that hard on sticking out I know he was
damn well excited.  But who wouldn't be, having the chance to go with an
incredible stud like me. Hell, I'd fucked more straight boys than I could
remember, and every damn one of them was getting hard before I even started
on them.  But right now Allen wasn't the only one excited.  My cock was
almost completely hard and pushed my jock out like a god damn fist.

After almost an hour and a half, when we were getting near the end of our
workout the intercom buzzed.  "Yeah, mom.  What is it?" I said as I pushed
the button.

"Randy.  You have somebody named Allen out there with you?"

"Yeah mom.  Allen's here."

"Well his mother's on the phone and wants to talk to him."

"Okay mom.  Thanks" I said as I clicked off the intercom, lifted up the
phone and handed it to Allen.  His conversation with his mom was all one
sided, and all he said was 'yes' and `ok' several times.

"Sorry Randy, but I've got to run" he said as he handed the phone back to
me.  "My sister in law is about due, and evidently my brother just rushed
her to the hospital.  My parents are going to pick me up in front in five
minutes.  I don't even have time to shower" he said as he grabbed a towel
and wiped the sweat off his hunky body, pulled off my jock strap, and
started getting dressed.

Shit, shit, shit, I thought.  What a pisser.  My cock was almost fully hard
now and I'd spent the past hour and a half getting Allan all hot and ready
to take me.  I knew I was getting Kenny's ass later, so I was planning to
show Allen what muscle worship was all about; letting him lick the sweat
off my muscles before I showed him how I liked my cock sucked.  Double
shit!  Triple shit!  I could not fuckin believe this was happening to me!
Allen quickly dressed and took off but I made sure he had my jockstrap in
his pocket.  I was definitely going to have him, and pretty damn soon.

Since Allen deserted me leaving me totally hot, I went on a three mile run
to try to get my cock to go down.  After showering and cleaning up I surfed
the internet for a while, looking for pictures of muscle boys.  And hell,
any of them who even began to look as good as me were already about twenty
years old, and I was only sixteen.  So in fact, I didn't admire their
bodies so much, and I could have cared less about their cocks.  What I
looked for was gorgeous muscle guys with fuckable asses and those `cock
sucking lips' that I loved so much.  Sometimes I could almost scream with
desire seeing a picture of a guy with big biceps and imagining myself
holding on to them while I rammed my cock into his ass.

When I left the house to go meet Kenny, it had been almost three whole days
since I'd had a fuck, and I was dying.  I mean, man, I was really dying.  I
realized it'd been a mistake surfing the web because it just made me
hotter.  I actually had to turn the computer off after a while because I
thought I might shoot right in my pants without even touching myself.  With
Kenny waiting for me, there was no way I was going to cum in my pants.  I
had very definite plans as to where I was going to put my cum.

So I arrived at the coffee shop, and what the fuck!  There was Kenny, but
sitting beside him was his buddy from the track team; Pat.  Tall, skinny,
lanky Patrick.

"Hey Randy.  How's it goin" Kenny said as he stood up and stuck out his
hand.  "Sorry Randy, but Pat's folks are going out tonight and we decided
to spend the rest of the day together.  Actually, we're having a sleepover
tonight as well."

"Hi Randy" Pat said as he reached up and shook my hand.  Both boys were
sitting on the same side of the booth, so I couldn't even set next to
Kenny, but had to set facing them.  What a bunch of crap!!!  I wanted
Kenny's ass so bad I'd thought of nothing else for the past several hours.
And now, son of a bitch, they were screwing up all my plans.  There was no
fucking way I could deal with two virgin guys, particularly when one of
them was bean pole jug eared Patrick.  I definitely didn't fuck skinny
guys.  I wanted to feel some meat on a guy's ass when I fucked him.

"Hi guys" I said as I sat down.  "I just finished my workout, and thought
I`d come by here for a snack.  What are you guys up to?"

"We dropped the girls off over an hour ago, so we already had something to
eat" Kenny said.  "But we thought we'd go over to that new sports shop.
You know; the one over behind the elementary school.  They've got all the
sports stuff, and some really cool clothes.  We'll wait for you if you want
to eat something, and we can all go together."

Shit, shit, shit!  How could my day possibly get so fucked up.  I wanted
Kenny's ass, not a tour of some stupid sports shop.  There was no way I was
going on a god damn shopping trip with these guys.

Searching quickly for an excuse I said "As a matter of fact, my dad just
finished getting on my ass about cleaning up the garage Kenny.  I just came
by to let you know I'm going to spend the afternoon cleaning."

"Well, that's too bad man" Kenny answered.  "But hey.  You want some help?
Me'n Pat can come over and help you out if you want.  We can go to that
sports shop later."

"Thanks for the offer Kenny.  But my old man is always on my ass about me
not doing my own work, so I've gotta do this by myself.  It's no big deal.
It'll only take a couple hours.  You guys go ahead and we'll get together
some other time."

"Okay Randy, if you're sure" Kenny said as he and Pat stood up ready to go.
"We'll see you later then."  I watched them walk out of the café and
couldn't help but admire Kenny's hot ass that I had had so many plans for.
And let me tell you I was seething.  Fuck, fuck, fuck.  How could things go
so wrong so quick?  My cock was screaming for release, and I was about to
go crazy with desire.  I had to find somebody to fuck.

I was pretty much out of options.  Allen and Kenny were out.  Jason was out
of town, and Landon was at rehearsal, and had the play tonight.  Jack used
to be a semi regular fuck, but he wouldn't answer the phone anymore, and
avoided me like the plague.  Wade hadn't called me for several weeks so he
was out.  What the fuck!  I was really desperate.

As I got on my bike I was going over the list of the guys that I'd fucked
lately and might be available for a repeat.  There were half a dozen
possibilities but I needed somebody right now.  I simply couldn't wait any
longer.  Then I thought of Kyle, the kid who lived really close by.  Kyle
was a little guy, a freshman and the junior drum major of the high school
band and he lived on the next street over from me.  He had a nice body for
a little squirt, and he loved giving blow jobs; at least he loved giving me
blow jobs.  I used to call him once in a while to come over since he lived
so close, and even though he was not muscular, he was good looking and was
not bad at all at sucking cock.  He was absolutely wild for my muscles too,
and had licked every inch of my body a couple times.  He never seemed to
mind getting slapped around a little while doing me which was great, and
besides he had those `cock sucking lips' that I love.  I hadn't called him
in months but he was going to hear from me today the minute I got home.

"Hey Kyle, this is Randy.  What's goin on?" I said when he answered.

"Oh, hi Randy" he answered with a quiver in his voice.  "Everything's okay.
What's up?"

"What'd you say Kyle?" I asked softly.  "Think about it Kyle."

"Ah... Sorry Randy sir.  Everything's fine here sir."

"Good boy Kyle" I said.  "Hey Kyle, you know.  I've got this terrible itch
here, which you used to take care of once in a while" I laughed.  "I
remember you used to do a pretty damn good job taking care of this itch for
me.  What'daya doin this afternoon?"

"Ah... Randy.  Ah... shit.  Ah... I'm baby sitting my little brother and
sister because my parents are out shopping."

"You want to come over and get reacquainted with my prick" I asked with a
laugh?  "It's been a while, but my prick remembers those pretty lips of
yours really well.  In fact he's bobbing up and down right now while we're
talking about him.  Why don't you get your ass over here and take care of
him."

"Ah... please Randy ah... sir.  Please.  I... I can't" he stuttered.  "I've
got to stay here with my brother and sister."

Shit, shit shit.  But I wasn't letting him off the hook this easy.
"When'er your parents coming back?"

"Ah... I don't know.  Ah... they just left a while ago."

"Great" I said.  "I'll be over in five.  Meet me at the door."

"Randy... sir---" he started to say as I hung up the phone and headed out.
Kyle lived just around the block, and I know I was there in less than four
minutes.  Jesus, I couldn't remember being so hot and horny.  The door
opened as I stepped up on the porch, and Kyle stood there in t-shirt,
shorts and tennis shoes.  I pushed him back as I entered and closed the
door.

Kyle is a tiny kid; one of those late bloomers, and is only about 5'4"
tall, and probably doesn't weigh much over a hundred pounds.  I think they
made him junior drum major because he was the only guy small enough to wear
the uniform.  He's a year behind me in school, so he's just a kid.  But for
a midget he has a nice shape, not too skinny, and he has this cute little
pug nose and a wonderful smile, that make him look like he's about nine
years old.  And no, I'm not into fucking nine year old children, but when
there were no muscle boys around, cute baby faced guys like Kyle definitely
fit into my fuckable category.  But there was no smile on his face as I
pushed him back into the living room.  I could see he was breathing hard so
he was excited, but he looked angry.  What the hell!  I'm here giving him
the opportunity to blow me again, so he should be damn happy.  Shit, better
looking guys than him got in line to service my cock.

"Randy...  What do you want?"  I put my hands on my hips and gave him a
dirty look without saying anything.

He hesitated, and then: "Ah... Randy.  Ah... sir" he said.  Good.  A little
slow on the uptake but he remembers his place.

"What the hell" I said as I took one of his hands and pulled it into my
crotch and held it there.  "You know what I want."

"Please Randy.  Ah... please sir.  You haven't called me for over five
months."

"Really?  That long?  Well, I been busy" I said as I gave him a grin and
moved his hand around on my growing cock.

"Five months, two weeks and two days" he answered.

"Well, so what" I said.  "I'm here now, and I know you want me.  Feel that
cock getting hard for you?  My cock's missed you Kyle" I said with a laugh.
"Yeah, my cock remembers we had some good times together."

"Randy.  Please.  Sir.  You let me suck you exactly three times.  And I
don't want to do this now.  When I see you in school you don't even know I
exist.  It's not fair" he said with a sniffle.

"Okay Kyle.  You're right.  It's not fair, and I'm sorry.  I got so busy
that I just forgot.  I promise I'll talk to you at school, and maybe we can
get together once in a while too.  Okay?"

"Randy sir.  That isn't good enough" he said with a firmness that I had
never heard from him before.  "I know I'm gay, but that doesn't mean I'm
here for a quick fuck from you every six months, or whenever you remember.
I want more than that."

"Oh shut the fuck up Kyle" I said in irritation as I reached forward and
grabbed his shirt and pulled him in close.  "I know you're hot for me.  The
way you're drooling over my muscles and groping my cock tells me you want
it bad.  So let's stop the bull shit and get to it."

"No way Randy" he said.  "If I yell my little brother and sister are going
to come in from the back yard and see us, and you're going to be in deep
shit.  Now, let's make a deal."

If I hadn't been so horny I'd have just given him a slap and walked away.
The little prick was saying no to me, and that really pisses me off.  And I
don't do `deals'.  When I wanna fuck a guy, I fuck him and he's pretty much
always happy when I finish.  Now this little shit wanted to make a deal.

"God damn it Kyle" I yelled because he was really getting to me.  "All I
want is a blow job, and you know damn well you want it too, so stop being a
prick.  Let's do it here or go to your bedroom."

"Number one.  You're friendly to me at school."

"Maybe."

"Number two.  We get together every week."

"No."

"Number three.  You let me watch you and Jason work out, and I know you're
fuckin him all the time.  I want to watch that too."

"No way Kyle."

"That's the deal Randy.  Take it of leave it."

"God damn it Kyle.  You're being a total prick."

"Take it or leave it."

"Okay, but we get together once a month."

"Every two weeks,"

"Okay already.  But no way do you watch me and Jason getting it on."

"Okay, but at least you let me watch you work out."

"God damn it, okay.  Now get on my cock."

"You promise?"

"Jesus Christ Kyle, you want me to sign in blood?" I said as I pushed him
to his knees.  He immediately got back up, grabbed my hand, and started for
the stairs.  I reached forward, lifted him in my arms, and literally ran up
the stairs to his room as he laughed aloud.  He'd blown me in his bedroom
once before, so I knew the way, so when I entered his room I tossed him
onto the bed, closed the door, locked it and turned back to him.

"God Randy.  You're so big" he said as he looked at me with an admiring
smile on his face.  "I can't believe how your muscles keep getting bigger
and bigger."

"Just for you baby" I said with a laugh.  "Just for you.  But if you call
me Randy again I'm going to blister your ass before I fuck you.  Now get
out of those fuckin clothes."

"Sorry sir.  Sir yes sir, Sir" he said still grinning as he started
stripping.

"And stop being a smart ass" I said.  I couldn't believe that I was letting
this little dork manipulate me like this, but my cock was hard and
definitely needed some action now.  I just stood there in my black muscle
shirt, jeans and boots and started playing with my nipples as I watched
him.  It took him only seconds to strip, and then he got on his knees in
front of me, his barely four inch peepee sticking out in front of him and
rock hard.  The size of a guys cock never mattered to me, in fact I usually
didn't even notice, since it was the tongue, the mouth and the ass that I
was interested in.

"Kiss my boots little boy" I ordered and he immediately bent down and
kissed each boot. "Take `em off" I said as I sat on the edge of the bed.
He pulled them off and removed my socks, and then looking up at me he put
the socks to his face and sniffed at them.  Smart ass little shit, but he
was definitely ready to worship.

I reached out and got a good grip on a handful of his hair and started
pulling.  He scrunched up his face from the pain, and when I pulled harder
he started moaning.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, please" he moaned but I kept on making sure the pain was
intense.  "Please sir, please sir" he whispered.  The little bastard may
have manipulated me but he was definitely going to pay for it.  I was going
to fuck him and fuck him hard, and if he got any pleasure from it, it was
going to be by accident, because I wasn't going to go easy.

Still holding his hair tightly, I pulled his face into my crotch.  My big
rod was jutting off to the right in my pants, and I started dragging his
face back and forth over the length of it.  Then holding him still, I
started humping and sliding my prick across his face.  Shit, I couldn't
remember ever being so hot.

Finally, I let go of him, pulled my muscle shirt off and stood up.  "Get my
pants off boy" I ordered, and he quickly undid my belt and pants and pulled
them down and off.  My cock was so hard, cramped up in the jockstrap, that
I had to reach down and manipulate it to get semi comfortable.

Grabbing Kyle again by the hair, I pulled his head back so he was looking
up at my incredibly muscled body and straight into my eyes.  "Put your
hands behind your back" I directed.  Then I made a production of coughing
up some phlegm and I could not help but smile at the shocked look as I let
the wad of spit fall into his face.  I hadn't done this to him before, but
most guys went crazy with lust when I treated them like dirt and spit in
their faces.  He moaned and reached for his cock.  Oh yeah, he loved being
humiliated by a muscle stud.

"Hands behind your back you little shit" I yelled at him as I pulled his
face into my jockstrap wetting it with my spit on his face.  Still holding
him by the hair I pulled him back forcing him to look up at me again.
"Tell me you want it you little cock sucker. Tell me you want me to treat
you like shit and spit on you.  Say it!' I ordered as I stared down at him.

"Oh shit.  Oh shit, Randy sir" he moaned, and believe it or not, the little
prick started to cum.  Man, here was a true masochist and I could hardly
believe it.  Jerking his hair for one minute and he shoots his wad.
Incredible.  He had his eyes tightly closed as he shot his cum across the
floor.  I gave him just a minute to recover.

"Open your fuckin eyes" I growled.  "And do what I told you.  Tell me you
want me to spit on you and treat you like shit."

"Oh jesus Randy.  You're so fuckin hot" he murmured.  "Please
Randy... Please sir.  Do what you want.  Please spit on me again."  And
Christ, what a turn on it was hearing him say it.

"Open your mouth" I ordered as I coughed up some more phlegm and let it
slowly drip from my lips.  It hit his lip and splashed on his nose, but
most went into his mouth.  "Now thank me for it" I said.

"Oh shit sir.  Thank you, thank you" he gushed and I noticed his whole body
shaking.  God damn was he turned on. Then I noticed that his little prick
bob up and down.  Hell, he was still hot and hard and looked like he was
ready to cum all over again.  He stared into my eyes with a look of worship
as he deliberately swallowed my spit.

"Okay little boy.  Worship time" I said as I put my hands on my hips.  "Get
on my cock."  He immediately leaned forward and started working my cock;
sucking and gnawing on it through the jockstrap.  I just let him go at it
for a few minutes, while I tried to decide what to do next.  I was so
fuckin hot I knew I was going to cum fast.  What I really wanted was a
quick blow job and then a nice slow ass fuck, but since we didn't know when
his parents were coming home, I really couldn't take the chance.  I knew
this kids ass would be super tight since I'd never fucked him and he was
probably still a virgin, but he was so worshipful at the moment, I really
wanted to look him in the eye while I raped his mouth and jammed my cock in
deep.  I knew he could take it, because he'd done it before.

"Oh yeah little boy; that's good" I whispered after a couple minutes.  "Now
pull my jock down."  He reached up grabbed my jock and tugged it down as my
hard as steel cock banged up against my stomach.  As he raised back up I
pulled his face into my crotch aiming his lips toward by nut sack.  "My
balls baby.  Worship my balls."  He got busy and started licking and
sucking them as my eight inches bobbed back and forth against his face.

His mouth or his ass.  Shit, I had to decide pretty quick, or I'd cum
before I even made up my mind.  And then I decided.  As much as I liked
watching my cock pushing in and out of a pretty boy's face, what I really
wanted was a nice tight fuck, and breaking in a virgin boy ass was just
about the hottest sex a person could get.

I hadn't even put my cock in his mouth yet, but I absolutely could not
wait.  I reached down and picked him up under the arms and tossed him on
the bed.  Then I climbed on and pushed his legs apart.  My aching cock was
dripping, but if he was a virgin I didn't want to tear him up.  So I spit
on my hand and started to work his ass hole.  I was in too much of a hurry
to really loosen him up like I should, but if it hurt, the little prick
deserved it anyway for trying to blackmail me.  Very quickly I got one
finger into him as he looked up at me with worshipful eyes.  If you haven't
experienced having a cute kid like Kyle, looking at you with total
adoration showing in his eyes while you dominate him, you've missed one of
the great pleasures of life. I could see in his eyes he thought I was a
god, and he would do anything for me.  Hell, I'll bet the more it hurt, the
more he would love it.

"Tell me you're a virgin baby.  Tell me your hot little ass has never been
fucked" I said as I spit some more and pushed two fingers into his hole.

"Never, never, never Randy sir.  But I want you to do it" he pleaded.
"Please fuck me Randy.  I've been dreaming about this for months."  Having
him say that really hit me, and I didn't know how much more my cock could
take.  Having a really pretty boy begging me to take his virgin ass was
really fabulous even if he was the runt of the litter.  I took a couple
deep breaths as I wiggled my two fingers in his tight hole.  Then, spitting
once more, I rubbed it on my cock and took aim.

"Takin your ass virgin boy.  Gonna break you wide open with my big cock" I
whispered as I looked into his worshipful eyes and started to push.  He
started panting hard and groaned and closed his eyes in pain as the head of
my enormous cock entered his tight little crack.  I stopped and waited like
a full minute to let him adjust.

"Open your eyes Kyle" I ordered.  "Keep `em open and watch me while I take
your hot ass."  He opened his eyes but groaned in pain as I started easing
deeper into him.

"Jesus, you're beautiful Randy" he murmured through his groans.  I was
sweating now so I knew my muscles were gleaming, and there was no doubt I
must look pretty damn incredible.  Kyle knew he was lucky to have a god
like me fucking him and I could see the adoring look in his eyes that told
me he would take any amount of pain to provide me with the pleasure I
desired.

This gave me an awesome feeling of power to have a cute guy totally under
my control who was willing to do anything I wanted him to do.  But then
again, the adoration showing in his eyes was just a replay of most every
proper sexual experience I'd ever had.  Looking into a cute young guy's
worshipful eyes while forcing him to service me and using him for my
pleasure was the only way to go and it was a delight beyond description.

"Oh yeah Kyle.  Takin your ass.  Rammin my big cock into your tight hole."

"Oh, oh, please Randy.  Easy Sir.  Oh shit it hurts" he mumbled.  I was
almost half way in now, and needed a break anyway before I got too hot, so
I stopped and just held it there.  God damn he was tight.  I was really
sweating now, and beginning to drip from my nose onto Kyle's face, and I
couldn't help but glance down at my gleaming torso and admire my bulging
muscles.  My chest was incredible and my abs looked like mountains and
valleys as I was beginning to puff and force them in and out from the
excitement.  After a minute or two of rest, I pulled back just a bit and
then started forcing my bludgeon deeper into his ass.  Instead of just
ramming it in, I now started fucking gently, pushing it in and out an inch
or so at a time and gradually going deeper and deeper and aiming towards
the bottom.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh" Kyle groaned with a look of real pain on his face.  He had
now squeezed his eyes tightly closed again but I decided to let it go for
the moment.  Hell, his ass felt tighter than any ass I'd ever fucked, and I
knew this was going to be one of my greatest ever fucks.

Then finally I was there; all the way into his ass.  I put my hands under
his knees and pushed them apart and up so his ass came off the bed, and
forced my prick in as far as it would go.  I just held it there for a
minute of so, and then, very slowly, pulled all the way back and let it pop
completely out.  Giving him just a couple seconds recovery time, I took aim
and slowly pushed all the way back in as deep as I could get.  Oh fuck what
a feeling!  Total heaven!

"Open your eyes baby" I now ordered with a big grin on my face.  "Watch how
a real stud takes your ass."  As he opened his eyes I started a slow fuck,
gradually pulling almost all the way out and then plowing back in deep
while looking into his eyes.  And he seemed to be totally zonked out.  His
eyes were rolled up in his head, and he seemed to be in some world of total
ecstasy.  I kept a nice steady motion going as I relentlessly pushed in and
out and started to speed up.  I was much too hot to make it last like I
would have liked, but the pleasure was intense and I was ready to let fly.

Dropping his legs back on my shoulders, I leaned forward lifting his ass
well up off the bed and started slamming his ass hard with my battering
ram.  Kyle did not seem to be in pain now as I speeded up my fucking so I
reached down, grabbed a handful of hair and jerked hard.  He squealed as I
yanked his hair but I was beyond caring now.  I pushed down hard, forcing
him up on his neck and shoulders so his ass was aiming straight up, and
started ramming my cock down into him as hard as I could.  I was in a total
frenzy now, totally out of control, and although he was yelling something
at me I was oblivious to it and continued jerking his head back and forth
violently and ramming it to him as my cock began to spurt into his ass.

"Oh Shhhhhiiiiittttt" I screamed as I spurted into him.  Total ecstasy!!
And it went on and on and on as I fired load after load into his tight
little virgin hole.  His no longer virgin hole.  Total relief at last.
"Shhiittt" I screamed again as my spasming cock gave me one of the most
powerful ejaculations I'd ever had and kept erupting into his crack.

As I finally finished shooting my load and began to come back to my senses,
I let go of his hair and just dropped on top of him, crushing his knees
against his shoulders and dropping my head to the bed right next to his so
we were cheek to cheek.  I didn't even move as I gradually began to get my
breath back.  Both of us were still dripping with sweat when I finally
raised up and pulled my cock out of his ass.  I now noticed he had cum as
well and had shot all over his chest sometime during my power fuck.  So
there was no question he was totally turned on by having it rough and I had
given him exactly what he wanted.

I rolled over and just lay there on my back for a while as I calmed down
and my cock began to soften.  Finally, I reached over, grabbed him by the
hair and pushed him down to my crotch.

"Clean me off baby" I ordered and without question he started licking, and
as he looked up at me I could see that he was grinning as he cleaned every
inch of my crotch and balls.  Jesus, he was a cute kid, and I could watch
him bury his face in my crotch for hours.  I was absolutely crazy about
watching a pretty young face working my cock and balls.  So I just let him
go at it for quite a while; at least fifteen minutes, until my cock started
to grow again, and then I stopped him.  His parents were coming back at any
minute and I definitely didn't want to have to stop in the middle of a
fuck.

When I was finally dressed and ready to go, the little shit had to remind
me of his attempt to blackmail me.

"Remember Randy, you promised" he said.  "You talk to me at school, you
come over every two weeks, and I get to see your weight room.  You
promised."

Well, I know a promise is a promise, but hell, when a guy is really horny
he'll say almost anything to get his rocks off.  But this little shit had a
hell of a nerve talking to me this way, so I grabbed him by the shirt and
pulled him up on his tiptoes so we were eye to eye.

"I don't make deals with my fuck boys Kyle.  Besides I should kick your ass
for not calling me sir like you're supposed too" I growled at him.  "Now
you'd better be damn happy I even came over here today, and maybe I'll talk
to you in school, and maybe I won't.  But since you were a good fuck I will
agree to do you again next week.  Then we'll see how it goes.  You fuckin
well better be satisfied with that or else.  Got it?" I asked giving him a
shake.

"Yes, Sir.  That'll be great sir" he said with a big smile on his face.
"I'll see you next week sir."

Fuckin little smart ass.  The little shit was still manipulating me, even
now.  Instead of slapping him down, I had to give him a grin for his
audacity, but he was a good fuck, so I'd let him get away with it.  I gave
him a peck on the lips as I turned and headed out.

"Yeah, okay.  Next week" I told him.

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