Date: Fri, 28 Aug 2009 06:27:34 -0700
From: gladiator kid <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Worthy of Worship

Chapter 1

Randy had come to the park because it was one of those boring summer days
when he had nothing to do.  He had already had a workout in his garage this
morning and was really excited about the progress he was making on his 18
year old body.  He had been working out since he got the weights last
summer, almost a year now, and his muscles were really beginning to show.
His buddy Jason was coming over this afternoon and they were going to
workout together.  They were kind of in competition with each other but
since the weights were at Randy's house, he was pulling ahead of his buddy
and was really proud of his body.

Randy was setting on the grass flexing his bicep, still pumped from his
workout, and thinking about what he and Jason would do this afternoon, when
he happened to look up and saw an incredible guy coming through the park.
He was muscle and more muscle.  As the guy got closer Randy let out a gasp
of admiration.  What a Body!  Wow!  This guy had it all!  He immediately
felt a stirring in his pants.  This was exactly the kind of body Randy
worshiped in all the muscle building magazines he devoured.  This was the
body that Randy was trying to build.  The perfect muscular body.

God, what a turn on, he thought, seeing a muscle man like this in the
flesh.  He had never seen anyone with a body like this outside of a
magazine.  The guy looked like a young god in his tight shorts and wife
beater.

Randy was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top also to show off his
growing muscles, but this muscle god had his muscles bulging out all over
the place.

He had great round pectorals budging out from his tight wife beater.  His
shoulders were wide, with big round bulging caps defining each one, and his
arms were truly magnificent.  Even in a relaxed state his biceps were like
melons with astonishing definition.  This guy seemed to have no body fat at
all, and was the consummate image of the perfect specimen of male mankind.

And, with his tight clothes, that incredible body was being shown off in
all its' glory.  The way the guy was swaggering through the park make him
look as if he owned the world and Randy thought he probably deserved it.

Randy just sat there with his mouth open and couldn't keep his eyes off
that incredible body.  He tried to look away from those bulging muscles,
but found it impossible not to keep looking.  It took his breath away to
see those awesome biceps and that big chest coming through the park.
Suddenly he realized that the guy really was coming his way; walking right
up to him.

"Hey kid," he heard.  "You got a problem or what?"

Randy felt his knees go weak as he started to get a hard-on.  God, what a
body.  He was so overwhelmed that he couldn't think what to say.  Not only
did the guy have a superhuman body, he was also gorgeous. The blond god had
the face of a supermodel, but right now there was an angry look on that
face.

The man grabbed Randy's bicep and pulled him to his feet, and squeezed it
hard.

 "Ow" Randy said as he tried to pull away, but the man did not budge.

"I said, what the fuck's your problem punk?" The guy said.  "You listenin
to me?"  Still squeezing Randy's bicep he grabbed Randy's chin with his
other hand.

"I seen you staring at me you little prick.  What are you, a fairy or
something?" the guy growled at him.

"I, ah, ah, what...ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything.  I mean ...your
...your..." Randy stammered in fright.  The guy may have looked terrific,
but his fierce actions and the angry look were scaring the hell out of him.

"Listen to me you little faggot" the guy said as he pinched Randy's cheeks
painfully, "I'll tell you only once.  You want to say something to me you
call me sir!  Understand?"

With that he gave Randy's head a couple shakes and continued to squeeze his
bicep.  "Tell me fucker, do you understand?" he said.

"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean anything.  Please, I'm sorry sir"
Randy mumbled all in one breath.

"I don't think you're sorry at all.  You're just a spoiled little prick who
thinks he can act anyway he wants around a man like me and get away with
it.  I didn't build these muscles to put up with shit from punks like you.
You got that little boy?"

"I'm really sorry sir" Randy tried to say while the guy continued to
squeeze his cheeks and shake his head.  "I didn't mean to make you mad.
Please let me go."

"Well, you did make me mad you little shit.  You probably think you've got
a body, but you don't deserve to even stand next to a real muscle man like
me" answered the guy.

"Do you kid?" he said as he shook Randy's head again.  "Do you?"

"Yes sir.  I mean no sir.  Please sir. I'm sorry sir" Randy blurted out.

 "Okay shit head," said the guy.  "Let's you and me get out of this park
and find a place where I can explain the facts of life to you."

Still holding Randy's arm, the man force marched him out into the parking
lot, with Randy protesting his innocence the whole way.  No one took any
notice of them.

When they reached a black van in the parking lot, the man opened the back
door and, grabbing Randy by the seat of his shorts with one hand, threw him
inside. The man climbed in and closed the door and stood over Randy as
Randy fearfully looked up at him.

He grabbed Randy by the hair and pulled him up to his knees and arrogantly
slapped him hard across the face.  "You're obviously a ignorant little
creep that is going to need a lot of training to get into ship shape, but
you came to the right place to get that training."

"Now, you say Sir to me" he demanded and slapped Randy's face again.

"Sir?" Randy cried.  Now he was really scared.  This guy was hurting him.

"Say Yes Sir" the man demanded and slapped him again.

"Yes sir" Randy whimpered.

"Good boy" the man said as he eased his hold and gently stroked Randy's
hair as if he were petting a dog. "Maybe there is some hope for you.
What's your name kid?" he asked.

"Randy sir" Randy barely whispered.  He was beyond scared now.  This guy
was acting really crazy.

"Randy baby, my name is Wade, but that doesn't matter because you'll call
me sir.  You seem to think that you can stare at my body for free.  Let me
tell you, I worked hard to develop these muscles so guys like you could
worship them.  But you don't get anything for free.  If you think I'm going
to let you drool over me for nothing, you're mistaken.  You seem to think I
walk around just so you can get the hots for my muscles and go home and
jerk off."

"You got the hots for me boy?  You get turned on by seeing my big muscles?
Yeah, I can see that you do.  Well, getting a hard-on for my body doesn't
come for nothin."

Randy did have a hard-on at first, but it was long gone now from fear of
this muscled man.  This guy could break him in half without even trying.

"Well, listen baby, that hard-on is going to cost you.  But, I'm in a good
mood today so I'm willing to take some time to show you what it takes to
appreciate this body you've been drooling over. Yea, baby," Wade said with
a smirk, "I'm gonna show you what it takes to really worship these
muscles."

 "I see that you've been lusting over my body, so you already owe me.  And
I'm going to make sure that you pay up."

"First of all" Wade said "tell me you're sorry for staring at these muscles
without my permission."

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean anything by it" Randy answered meekly.

"Okay, now you can start by thanking me for even bothering to waste my time
on a piece of shit like you.  Go ahead, thank me" he demanded.

"Thank you" Randy whispered.

"Speak up and call me Sir" Wade ordered as he jerked Randy's hair.  Randy
winced as his hair was pulled.

"Thank you sir" Randy cried louder.

"Thank me for what" Wade demanded.  "Come on, thank me for what?"  Wade
gave Randy's hair another jerk.

"Thank you for wasting your time on me sir" Randy said.

"Yea, to think that I would waste my time on a piece of shit like you" he
said.  "Next to me you are a piece of shit, aren't you?" he asked.  "Well,
aren't you?"

"Yes sir," Randy whispered.

"Look at me" Wade ordered as he pulled Randy's head back by the hair.  Even
as scared as he was, when Randy looked up he couldn't help but be in awe of
this fabulous muscled man.

"You may think you have muscles little boy, but in fact, you're such a
piece of shit that I'm like a god next to you aren't I?" Wade said slowly.
"Aren't I, baby?  Just like a god?" he asked, giving Randy's head a jerk.

"Yes sir" Randy mumbled as he looked straight up at those enormous pecs and
round shoulders and gorgeous face and knew that his own muscles were
nothing compared to this incredible man.

"You want to treat me like a god, don't you Randy."

"Yes sir," Randy mumbled again.

"You want to worship these muscles, don't you Randy" said Wade.  "You want
to worship me like a god, don't you Randy?"  He let go of Randy's hair and
did a bodybuilders double bicep pose as Randy's mouth dropped open with
awe.

"Yes sir," Randy answered, again beginning to feel a stirring in his pants
as he was being mesmerized by the mans soft voice,

Wade pulled his wife beater off and tossed it aside, put his hands on his
hips and did a lat spread showing off his incredible musculature.  "You
want to touch these muscles. Randy?  You want to worship them?"

"Oh god, yes sir" Randy whispered.

"You want to do anything to make me happy, don't you Randy?"

"Yes sir."

Wade moved his foot into Randy's crotch as he continued to flex his
enormous muscles.  Randy's cock got hard instantly. "Yeah, baby.  You're
hard for me now.  Are you ready to worship this body?"

"Please sir.  Yes sir."

"Hands behind your back little boy" Wade said.  Randy put his hands behind
his back and winced as the muscle god grabbed his hair again.  Wade leaned
over slightly and very slowly let a big wad of spit fall on Randy's face.
Randy watched but neither moved nor blinked as the saliva landed on his
nose and cheek and he kept his hands behind his back.

Very softly Wade said "You can thank me Randy."

Randy was shocked, but the incredible muscled body above him was so
intimidating that he had to accept it.  He was also getting mesmerized by
the persuasive voice.

 "Ah, wha.. Ah" he said as the giant muscle man stared down at him.  "Ah,
Thank you sir" he whispered as he stared up at the gorgeous man, and for
the first time Wade smiled at him.  Randy melted and actually lost his
breath.  God, he is beautiful, Randy thought as he got chills up and down
his spine and felt more stirring from his cock.  God, he would do anything
for this gorgeous man.

"Do you want it again Randy?" The voice asked softly.  "Do you want your
muscle man to honor you with his spit?  Tell me you want it again little
boy."

"Yes sir, if you want to.  Please, I want it for you" Randy answered.

"Tell me how much you want it Randy" Wade whispered.  "Tell me how much
Randy."

Randy's hard-on was so hard it was becoming painful as he stared at this
muscle god above him.  That perfect face and perfect body should be
worshiped and Randy felt excited to be on his knees in front of him.  Yes,
this god was worthy of worship, and Randy belonged on his knees before him.
In fact he felt lucky that he was even allowed to look at those gorgeous
muscles and that stunning face.  Looking up at this spectacular body he was
overcome with pleasure that this god was not only letting him look at him,
but was even giving him any attention at all.  Randy was thrilled that this
god had even noticed him.  He was ready to do anything for this gorgeous
creature and give him anything he wanted.

"I want it, sir.  Please sir, I want it again." Randy pleaded.  "Please do
what you want Sir."

Randy watched as another blob of spit fell from that beautiful face that
was smiling down at him.  Randy closed his eyes as the spit landed on his
nose and splashed over his face and he had to blink several times to keep
it out of his eyes.

 "Thank you Sir" he murmured.

"Don't touch your face Randy," ordered Wade.  "I know you like anything I
give you, and I want to see my mark on you.  I own you baby".  Wade smiled
broadly as he watched the boy staring up at him with worshipful eyes.

He let go of Randy's hair and slipped out of his shoes.  "Look at my feet
Randy" Wade said.  "Whose feet are those Randy?"

Randy looked down at Wade's feet and said "They are your feet sir."

"No, Randy, those feet are your Masters feet," Wade said.  "Now, again.
Whose feet are they?"

"They are my Masters feet, Sir" Randy answered.  The word Master gave him
chills of excitement.  This man deserved to be his Master.

"Then who am I Randy?" Wade asked.

"You're, ah, you're my Master, Sir."

"Good boy" Wade said as he patted Randy on the head.  "Do you want to
worship your Master Randy?" Wade asked.

"Yes sir.  I'll do whatever you want sir" Randy answered.

"Okay Randy, kiss my feet" Wade grinned suddenly.  "Get your face down
there and kiss my feet"."

Wade was really turned on by this kid.  He had a couple boys on the string
these days who were most always available, but they were already well
trained so he had gone out to the park today looking for something new.
Using a cute guy for his pleasure was great, but the challenge of the chase
and the capture always made it more exciting.  He was hot for some action
and from the moment he saw Randy he wanted him.  The kid was magnificent.
Beautiful sleek young body with nice muscles in all the right places, and a
stunning face.  This boy was obviously a body builder.  Wade planned to
take control of this kid from the moment he saw him in the park, but his
wildest imagination had not expected it to go this well this quickly.

At 24 years of age, Wade was experienced at taking cute, young, well built
boys who were awestruck by his perfectly muscled body, and training them to
worship him.  He'd been taking boys through various levels of pain and
pleasure, punishment and reward since he was nineteen.  After five years of
practice, Wade knew exactly what it took to dominate a kid.  But Randy was
so submissive and pliant that his training seemed finished almost before
Wade had even started.  So Wade decided to be even more demanding of this
fawning boy who was licking and kissing his feet.  He intended to have a
pleasure filled afternoon of putting this boy through a program of
punishment and domination while showing him what it takes to lavish Wade's
muscles with the adoration they deserved.

"Stop what you are doing Randy and lie flat on the floor in front of me",
Wade ordered.  "I said stop, right now" he ordered as Randy was slow to
comply.

Randy stopped and lay down flat on the floor in front of Wade.  Wade put
one foot gently on his head, mashing his nose into the carpet.

"I did not tell you that you could touch my feet with your hands Randy, and
I did not tell you that you could lick my feet." Wade said.  "I told you to
kiss my feet Randy.  I said I was willing to train you, but you must learn
to listen.  Do you understand?" he asked.

"Yes sir" Randy answered, his voice muffled by the floor.

"Do you deserve to be punished Randy" Wade asked.

"Ah... Yes Sir" whispered Randy.

Wade reached down and took Randy by the hair and pulled him up to his
knees.  Randy yelped at the pain and reached up to try to stop the pain.
"Hands behind your back, you little prick" Wade yelled in Randy's ear and
slapped the hands away as he continued to pull his hair.  Tears were
running down Randy's face as he put his hands behind his back.

"Call me Master, Randy"

"Master sir" whispered Randy

"Close your eyes, Randy" Wade said.  "Until you learn to obey, you don't
even deserve to look at me.  Now beg me for your punishment. Tell me you're
sorry for not listening."

"Please sir, I'm sorry sir.  Please forgive me for not listening" Randy
said as tears continued streaming down his face from the pain.  Wade
continued to pull Randy's hair painfully as he gave him a hard, open handed
slap across the face.  Randy was rocked back, and would have been knocked
over except for Wade's hold on his hair.  Randy whimpered, but did not cry
out.

"Thank me for correcting you Randy" Wade ordered.

Randy was shocked and his cheek was turning red where Wade slapped him, and
tears were streaming down his face.  "Thank you sir for correcting me" he
sobbed.

 "Kiss my hand and call me master." Wade said as he pushed his hand in
Randy's face.

"Yes Master" Randy said as he kissed Wade's hand several times.

Wade let go of Randy's hair, and then sat down with his back to the wall
and pulled his knees up with his feet flat on the carpet. "Okay Randy, you
can open your eyes.  Now let's see if you can learn how to worship your
Master.  I want you flat on the floor with your arms behind your back, and
I want to feel that mouth on my feet."

Randy did as he was instructed and got busy kissing Wade's feet.  It was
difficult at first and his neck started to hurt because of the awkward
position of trying to hold his head off the floor to kiss the feet.  After
a moment he found that by getting in close and turning his head sideways he
did not have to hold his head so high.  He was very careful not to use his
tongue but just his lips.

"Let me hear it Randy", Wade said.  "I want to hear those kisses."  Randy
immediately started making loud smacking noises as he kissed Wade's left
foot, and then moved to the right one.

After a few minutes of watching the boy struggle Wade spoke.  "Okay Randy.
I want to feel you licking and sucking your master's feet.  Use lots of
saliva and wash those feet with your tongue and that pretty mouth."  Wade
enjoyed watching as the boy continued to struggle to obey without using his
hands.  He loved seeing that pretty face worshiping his feet, and was
really turned on to see the boy struggle to do it.  "The toes baby, the
toes, and let me hear those kisses" Wade raised his feet slightly so Randy
could get at his toes.  Randy slurped and sucked and kissed Wade's feet
nosily, and his cock which was jammed against the floor, stayed hard as a
rock.

Randy was incredibly turned on by Wade's dominating manner, and was
beginning to feel that it really was an privilege to be allowed to kiss his
feet.  This man was so gorgeous and so strong and powerful.  Randy wanted
this muscle god to control him.  He knew that this gorgeous creature
deserved whatever he wanted and Randy felt lucky to be allowed to give it
to him.  Randy was so hot that he was almost ready to cum without even
touching himself.

Wade loved to have his muscled body worshipped, but he loved even more
slapping boys around and totally dominating them while he forced them to
worship.  Licking his feet was only part of the picture, but a great part,
and Wade was enjoying watching the boy squirming around on the floor.  The
ultimate however, was having boys begging to worship him while he
humiliated them and gave them orders they could not follow so he could
punish them.  Nothing made his cock harder than slapping good looking boys
around while telling them they were worthless and didn't deserve his
attention.  Then he would make them beg him to punish them for not
satisfying his every need.  God, but that made him hot.  His cock was
sticking out like a flagpole.  This boy who was busy licking and worshiping
his feet was a real prettyboy and easily the most muscular of all the
worshippers he had ever had and Wade intended to really enjoy this.  Skinny
boys worshiping him were okay as long as they were cute, but watching this
muscle boy face down on the floor in front of him was an incredible turn
on.  He couldn't wait to put this superboy through his paces.

"Look at me Randy" Wade ordered after he was satisfied that Randy had
groveled and humiliated himself enough.  Randy strained his neck to look at
his Master.

"Did you enjoy that Randy?" Wade asked.  "Did you enjoy worshiping your
Masters feet?"

"Yes sir" Randy answered.

"Okay baby.  Now, get up and take off your clothes" Wade ordered as he
stood up.  "A slave should be naked before his Master."

Randy stood up and quickly took off his shirt and shorts, and kicked off
his shoes. His pulled his underwear down and stood up.  His seven inch
hard-on stuck out like an iron bar.

"Okay, on your knees slave boy" Wade said.  Randy got down and looked up at
that magnificent body with worshipful eyes.

Wade got on his knees as well and took hold of one of Randy's nipples and
began to squeeze it.  He continued squeezing it hard and pinched the nipple
until Randy began to groan.  But Randy kept his hands behind his back.

"Thank your Master Randy, thank him" Wade instructed as he continued
twisting the nipple painfully.

Randy's answer came out as a groan of pain. "Thank you Master...; Ow
please...Please Master, it hurts" he pleaded.

"With the pleasure comes the pain, Randy" said Wade.  "You want this body
you take what I give you".  Wade let go of the nipple which was now bright
red and took hold of the other one and started to squeeze it.  He put his
free hand behind his head showing the armpit of his immense powerful arm.

"Get in there Randy and lick that armpit.  Lick all that sweat out of
there" Wade ordered.  "Show your Master how much you love his body" Randy
immediately did as he was told and started licking the armpit.  "Suck on it
baby and wash it clean".

Wade continued twisting and pinching the nipple while Randy licked and
sucked his armpit.  Randy groaned softly from the pain, but he did not stop
his licking and sucking.

After Wade had as much as he wanted, he put his arm down forcing Randy's
face away from him and lifted his other one.  Without being asked, Randy
pushed his face in and started licking out this armpit.  However, Wade was
never completely satisfied with just simple obedience.  He wanted to be in
complete control of his worshiper so he grabbed Randy by the neck and
forcibly moved his face around and around the pit, jamming his nose in
tight.

When Wade finally pulled Randy back, his face was covered with saliva as
well as Wade's spit and he was gasping for breath.  His chest was a
brilliant shade of red from the rough treatment.

"You like it Randy when you lick your Master's armpits, Huh?," Wade spoke
softly into Randy's ear.  "You like it when your muscle Master tortures
your tits baby?  Tell me you love it boy"

"Ow Master...yes Master... ..yes Master" whispered Randy.

"Tell me how much you love it slave boy" repeated Wade.  "Tell your Master
how much you love being his slave."  Wade grabbed Randy by the ear and
began to twist.

"Oh Master, please" Randy whimpered. "I love it; I love it Master.  Ow,
please...Master!"

"Tell your Master that you like the pain, Randy.  Tell your Master you will
do anything for him" Wade whispered as he cruelly twisted Randy's ear.  "Oh
please Master, anything Master.  Please..." Randy pleaded.

"Okay, Randy, you're doing really well so now comes the good stuff," Wade
said as he let go of the ear and stood up towering over Randy.  "You think
you deserve to see your Master in the nude Randy?"

"Whatever you want Master, I want what you want" Randy answered.

"Good boy," Wade said as he petted Randy's head gently.  "You know you
don't deserve to see me nude, and I know it too, but I'm feeling generous
towards you because you are trying so hard."

"You can thank me now" Wade continued "and I'll even allow you to hug me."

"Thank you Master" Randy gushed as he raised his arms and hugged Wade's
thighs tightly, actually touching Wade for the first time.  Wade directed
Randy's head and made sure it went into his crotch as Randy's arms went
around him.

Holding Randy's head against his crotch as Randy hugged him, Wade started
moving his cock gently against the side of his face and his nine inch cock
started to grow.

After another moment Wade took Randy's head in both hands and began
dragging his face roughly back and forth across his crotch. Yeah, this was
the way he liked it.  Wade loved the sight of the boy's pretty face being
dragged across his crotch and that nose jamming against his cock.

Randy had never touched a man's cock before, and here he was having his
face rubbed against a very hard, very big cock.  He was getting excited to
realize that his muscle god's cock was now hard because Randy was turning
him on.  He was actually getting this muscle man excited.

Wade let go of Randy's head and put his hands on his hips and grinned as he
watched Randy continue to rub his nose and face up and down that big cock
on his own.

 "Good boy" he purred; his cock fully hard now.  Seeing that pretty face in
his crotch was every bit as much of a turn on as the exquisite feeling it
gave to his cock.

Randy got goose bumps of pleasure when he heard Wade's voice.  He was
actually pleasing this muscle god whose cock was getting hard against his
face, and Randy's own cock was now super hard and felt like it was ready to
shoot.  This really was a god worthy of worship and Randy was getting more
and more excited that he was really turning his god on.  Rubbing his face
against this monster cock was almost more than he could stand.  He was
incredibly turned on.

"Kiss it slave boy" said Wade.  "Kiss my hard cock."  Just the thought of
kissing this man's cock gave Randy such a surge of excitement that he
immediately started to cum as he leaned in to kiss.  He kissed the cock and
moaned from excitement as his whole body shuddered while he shot over and
over between Wade's legs.  He was coming without ever touching himself.  He
groaned and gasped as he came but he held his hands behind his back and
continued kissing Wade's cock. He loved this.  He really loved it.

Randy was breathless when Wade finally pushed his face away.  He looked up
nervously at this magnificent god before him and saw that the beautiful
face was smiling, and realized that Wade was not angry.

"Well, my pretty little slave boy is turned on by my body," said Wade.
"That's alright baby, you can shoot your little cock while you worship
me. I know you love your muscle Master."

Randy was glad that Wade was not angry and leaned forward and continued
kissing the big cock that was straining to get out of Wade's shorts.  His
own dripping cock stayed hard.  Randy found it thrilling and exciting to
give this man pleasure.

"Okay, my lucky little slave," Wade said.  "I'm going to let you see
something inconceivable to you this morning.  I'm going to let you look
upon the perfect human body in the altogether."

"You may pull off your Master's shorts now Randy" he said.  Randy took hold
of the cuffs of Wade's shorts and pulled, but nothing happened.  The shorts
were too tight.  He tried again harder but still no luck.

Without saying a word, Wade, who was standing with his hands on his hips,
reached out and gave Randy a rough slap across the face with his right
hand.  Randy was nearly knocked over by the blow, but he was still holding
on to Wade's shorts.

Without reacting in any way to Wade's blow, Randy pulled very hard, and the
skin tight shorts finally began to slip off.  Randy pulled them all the way
down to the floor and Wade stepped out of them.

Randy knew he was going to see a big cock from what he had felt against his
nose and lips moments before through the shorts.  But seeing it sticking
out like a battering ram was something else.  Randy had seen the boys cocks
in gym class but he had never imagined a cock could be so big as this one.

As Randy straightened up to his kneeling position, Wade grabbed his hair
and stepping forward, pressed his crotch in his face.

Holding Randy by the hair, Wade took his cock by the base and started
slapping his face with it.  He slapped Randy's face half a dozen times with
the hard cock enjoying the sound of the whack it made as skin slapped
against skin, and also enjoying the startled look on the boys pretty face.
God, he loved seeing a pretty boys face in his crotch.

Wade pulled Randy's face back by the hair so Randy was looking directly up
at the big hard cock. Wade moved forward slightly and lowered his balls
onto Randy's face.

"Now is your chance Randy, to show your Master what you can do" Wade said.
"Start licking my balls, boy.  Make your Master feel good."

Although Randy had just cum he was still as hard as a rock as he got busy
doing what he was told and started licking the balls that were lying on his
face.  "Get `em wet baby.  I want to see them dripping" Wade directed.  He
gently jacked his cock while Randy slobbered over his balls.

After a while Wade grabbed his balls with one hand and Randy's hair with
the other, smearing his balls all over Randy's face.  Then, pulling the
boys face back by the hair so he was looking straight up, Wade admired the
glazed look on Randy's pretty face covered with saliva.  God, this boy was
pretty, he thought, particularly with that dazed and worshipful look on his
face.  Wade again slowly coughed up a wad of spit as Randy waited
expectantly.  "Here comes" he said as he let the big gob of spit drop onto
Randy's face splattering all over the saliva already there.  Randy accepted
it with pleasure.

"Doin good slave boy," he said as he pulled Randy's face back under his
balls.  "Keep it up."  Wade pushed and maneuvered Randy's face around so
that he licked every inch of his balls from his ass crack to the base of
his cock.  God, this is heaven he thought, as he continued to direct the
pretty face as it licked, and sucked and worshiped him.

After a while Wade leaned back away from Randy's face, and let go of his
hair.  "Good boy, good boy" he purred with a big smile on his face.
"You're doin real good."  Randy was so into it now that as he looked up at
the muscular god before him, he was thrilled that he was pleasing him.  He
would do anything go give this gorgeous creature pleasure.

"Thank you Master", he said.

"Well Randy.  You're doin real fine so far.  So now I think I'm going to
let you be my cocksucker.  What do you think boy; you want to be my
cocksucker?"  Randy was bothered by being called a cocksucker, and didn't
answer immediately.  Wade grabbed him by the ear and twisted as he said
"tell me that you want to be my cocksucker, boy.  Tell me!"

"Ow, Yes sir, yes sir" pleaded Randy.  "Whatever you want sir."

Wade continued to twist Randy's ear as he said: "Randy, you're my slave boy
and you will do whatever I want you do to.  Now, tell me you want to be my
cocksucker!"

"Yes sir, yes sir.  Please sir, I'll do whatever you want.  I'll be your
cocksucker sir" Randy cried.

"That's better baby.  Now out of everyone in the park, I picked you to suck
my cock.  Tell me how happy you are that I picked you."

Randy was now well beyond disagreeing with anything his Master said as his
ear was being twisted.  "Yes sir, I'm happy that you picked me" he answered
as Wade let go of his ear.

"Say it again slave boy; tell me what you are happy about" said Wade.  "Say
it."

"Thank you sir, Thank you sir, I'm happy to be your cocksucker".

"Good boy.  Good little slave boy.  You make me proud that I picked you"
Wade said as he aimed his nine inch hard-as-steel rod at Randy's lips.
"Okay baby.  Here comes" he said as he pushed the head of it into Randy's
mouth.

"Suck on it Randy," Wade ordered, "Suck your Masters cock."

Randy had his mouth forced wide open by Wade pushing the tip of his cock
between his lips.  He couldn't believe how big it was.  Randy had still
never touched anyone's cock, but now, not only had a giant one been rubbed
in his face, he had a giant one in his mouth.

Randy had his mouth forced open almost as wide as he possibly could as he
tentatively started sucking on it and licking the tip with his tongue.
Being called a cocksucker was such a dirty thing, but the texture of the
cock felt okay, not dirty at all, so he didn't mind it if this was what
Wade wanted.  In fact he felt great to be doing this for his god like
Master, and with the cock in his mouth he looked up again at those muscles
and felt his whole body go weak.  God, he was really turning this flawless
creature on with his mouth.  Again, he got chills up his spine just from
looking at this incredible demigod.  This was fantastic.  And this man was
absolutely devastating.  Randy began to realize how luck he was that this
man found him and was allowing him to worship his magnificent body.

"That's the way baby," Wade said as he pushed three or four inches into
Randy's mouth.  "That's the way.  Now really suck on that mother.  Get into
it," he said as he began to get hot.

Randy found his mouth completely full of cock and was almost choking.  With
one more quick look at the spectacular muscle man above him, Randy closed
his eyes and started sucking with a vengeance.  He would show this god how
good he was.

Wade realized he was ready to come already.  This whole session with Randy
had been so hot that he was now beyond the point of no return.  Gripping
Randy's head with both hands, Wade drove his cock deep; One....Two....Three
times.

With that, he rammed it deep and held it as he felt his cum shoot.  "Eat
it," he yelled.  "Eat it you little bastard!"

Wade's whole body was jerking around in ecstasy, and dragging Randy with
him by his grip on his head.  He was not aware, and would not have cared
had he known, that Randy was choking with the big cock jammed into his
throat.

Suddenly, Wade seized Randy's hair, jerking him away, and grabbing his cock
with his other hand he aimed it so that the cum shot into Randy's face.
Randy was not able to yell from the pain of the violent jerking on his hair
because he was choking and coughing, so he hardly noticed as the cum
splattered into his face.

When the cum finally stopped both Randy and Wade were breathing hard from
their exertions.  Wade let go of Randy's hair, and Randy sank to the floor
with the cum dripping down his face.  Wade slid down so that he was sitting
against the wall again while he got his breath back.

After a moment, Wade sat up and looked at Randy.  Randy was lying where he
had fallen, still panting and looking at Wade with fear and worship in his
eyes.

"Not bad slave boy.  You made me proud.  With a little practice you're
going to make a great cocksucker."

Wade motioned to Randy to come so Randy crawled over to him on hands and
knees.  With one hand Wade took Randy by the neck, and with the other he
smeared the dripping cum all over his face and neck.  "Okay baby boy; my
pretty little slave boy; lick that cum off my hand".  Randy obediently
started licking Wade's hand, and when Wade stuck some fingers in his mouth,
he sucked them worshipfully.  Pulling his fingers out of Randy's mouth,
Wade gave him a very light, almost loving slap on his cheek.

"When you suck my cock Randy, you don't choke on it" he said softly as he
smiled at this beautiful boy in front of him.  "Is that understood Randy?"
he said as he again slapped him lightly on the cheek.  "Is that clearly
understood?" he asked.

"Yes sir.  I'm sorry I choked sir." Randy whispered, with tears streaming
down his face as he still tried to regain his breath from his previous
exertion and choking.

Wade knew then that he had to have this boy again.  This session had so far
been heavenly.  Wade could see that this boy was determined to give him a
lot of pleasure by doing anything he wanted, no matter what it took and no
matter how demanding Wade became. This kid was a total muscle worshipper
and Wade was loving being the recipient of that worship.  This kid was a
treasure beyond words.  Wade knew, as well as he knew anything, that the
next time he fucked this kid's face he could deep throat him all day long
and never would there be any choking or complaining.  This kid was a prize
that he couldn't let get away.

"Okay, Randy, you've been a good slave, and at least you tried to suck my
cock, so I'm going to allow you to worship these muscles" Staying on his
knees, Wade reached out and grabbed Randy by the hair and pulled him into
his chest, drawing him to a nipple.  Randy went joyfully.

"Go ahead and lick it baby.  Worship that chest with your mouth."

Randy brought his hands up to Wade's chest, but Wade slapped them down
again, so Randy took a nipple into his mouth and licked at it and sucked,
and moaned with his hands held behind his back.

"Lick that chest baby" ordered Wade.  "Worship these muscles with your
mouth."

"Come on, put some effort into it.  Show me you love these muscles.  Suck
it baby, suck it" Wade ordered.  "Come on.  Worship these muscles.  Make it
wet baby.  Make your Master feel good.  Let me feel that tongue."

At Wade's urging Randy was frantically licking and sucking and worshiping
his huge muscular chest.  After a few moments Wade had to get involved, and
grabbing the boy's hair he starting to move the head back and forth across
his chest, dragging Randy's face all over his huge pecs.

Having pretty boys worshiping his muscles was simply a replay of every
proper sexual encounter Wade had ever had.  But it made him hotter when he
could turn them into slaves and force them to give him their total
reverence and devotion.  They appreciated it more when Wade showed them
that satisfying a muscle god could be a stressful and difficult
proposition.  Obedience was good, but Wade got his most intense pleasure by
torturing them a little as they were forced to make love to his body.  They
received their pleasure from giving him pleasure; the more the better, but
he found that they became more submissive if they did not find it too easy
to satisfy his requirements.  Wade's greatest sexual gratification was from
controlling cute young things, while forcing them physically and mentally
to realize that worshiping him was an honor.  He liked to make them think
they were worthless; not worthy of his effort to even show them how a
muscle god wanted to be treated.  Making a boy cry and beg to be allowed to
worship him was the way he liked it, but then making them beg to be
punished for not giving him the intoxicating pleasure he demanded made it
even better.  The more he demanded and the more difficult he made it for
them, the harder they worked to satisfy him.  He showed them that their
temporary purpose in life was to give absolute devotion and total energy to
whatever he required.  He wanted them totally exhausted when he was done
with them and they always were.  Wade was the ultimate task master.  His
perfectly muscled body and stunning face made it possible for him to put
pretty young boys through their paces and turn them into his slaves on a
regular basis.

After Wade had had enough of Randy licking his chest, he pulled his face
away, and again Randy was dripping with saliva and had that dazed look on
his face.

"Thank me slave boy" Wade said as he slapped Randy's face gently.

"Thank you Master", Randy whispered.

Another slap.  "Thank me slave boy"

Thank you Master", Randy whispered again.

Slap.  "Thank me slave boy"

"Thank you Master" Randy replied as he started to cry, not from pain so
much as from exhaustion and mental confusion as to what was going on.

Still holding Randy by the hair, Wade pulled the boy's head back and
leaning down, started kissing him.  He was in total control as he bent the
boy over backwards and tongued deep into his mouth.  He reached around and
got the boys arms and pulled them around so the boy could hug him as the
sobbing continued.

Wade finally broke the kiss as the boy embraced him.  He pulled the sobbing
boy in tight with one hand on his head on the other on his ass.  "Good boy,
good boy" he said.

"Thank you Master", the boy mumbled into Wade's chest as he continued
sobbing and hugged him as tightly as he could.  "Thank you Master.  Thank
you Master.  Thank you Master".

Randy was pleased that his Master was happy with him..

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This is my first submission.  Please be kind.  gladiatorkid@hotmail.com

Hey guys.  I'm really into stories and videos about muscle worship and
domination with sex and a little S and M. thrown in, kind of like this
story.  But, they are really hard to find.  If you have a list of favorites
I would really appreciate some suggestions.