Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2009 08:48:07 -0800
From: Duane Colwell <gladiatorkid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Worthy of Worship - Chapter 10

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.  Please feel
free to copy it for your own use, but please keep authorship (gladiator
kid) intact. Since this story is getting quite lengthy, I have made two
additions to this chapter.  Here at the beginning I have added a list and
short description of the characters who have appeared so far.  And at the
end of this story, you will find a brief summary of the nine previous
chapters.  I hope this helps you to enjoy the story even more. dramatis
personae

Wade: Perfectly gorgeous muscle god.  Master of men.  Has multiple
worshipers/slaves 24 yo

Randy: Excellent wrestler. slave to Wade, very muscular, a Master in his
own right. 15 going on 16 yo

Jamie: Nicely built, beautiful face.  Slave to Wade. Occasional fuck of
Randy.  17 yo

Jason: Muscled wrestler, Randy's work out partner, worshiper/lover of
Randy.  15 yo

Jack: Wrestler, best friend of Landon, occasional fuck of Randy.  16 yo

Landon: Beautiful boy, wrestler, worshiper/lover of Randy.  15 yo

Steve: Randy's cousin, muscular soccer player.  20 yo

Coach: High school wrestling Coach.  35 yo

Your comments, suggestions, and/or fantasies are always welcome.  .  Send
to: gladiatorkid@hotmail.com

Worthy of Worship -- Chapter 10 -- Coaches and Twins

Randy opened the office door and entered without knocking.  He was wearing
only his jock strap, the one he'd been wearing all week, so it was stained
from sweat and piss.  The jock only covered one of his muscles.  All the
rest of his amazing muscles were bulging in all their glory.  Randy was
truly a hot muscle stud at only sixteen years of age.  He had just come
from wrestling practice and workout and his sweaty muscles glistened.
Randy loved these workouts and how they got his muscles super pumped.  He
knew he was the hottest stud around.

He had been thinking about Coach for the past week, ever since he noticed
he might be showing some interest.  He had cowed Coach several months back,
and had been teasing him ever since by groping himself and smiling when he
thought he might be looking, But what Randy had noticed over the past
couple weeks was that instead of blushing and quickly turning away, on two
occasions Coach had continued staring for a moment, seemingly at Randy's
crotch.  It wasn't a positive sign that he was interested, but it was
enough for Randy to check it out.  If his hunky coach really wanted his
cock, Randy was willing to let him have a go at it.  Besides, he knew Coach
was already intimidated by him, so bullying him into a blow job was not
only practical, but could be great fun.  He thought Coach was about 35
years old, but he kept himself in great shape.  He had been a heavyweight
wrestler in his youth which he constantly told the squad about, and he had
kept that massive muscled look.  The boys sometimes stayed after wrestling
practice to watch him work out and get a super pump on his massive muscles.
He was almost six feet tall and must have weighed over two hundred pounds,
but it was all muscle.

As Randy entered the office he noticed it was empty but he heard the shower
running from the bath.  He crossed the room and opened the bathroom door,
and saw that Coach was in the shower and humming softly.  `Shit' Randy
thought with a grin.  `He was already nude so there was only one cotton
jock strap in the way of the two of us getting it on.'  Just thinking about
it was making Randy hot, so he reached down and started rubbing his prick
through the jock strap.  He reached over and picked up the towel and then
leaned against the door casing and waited for Coach to finish up.  `Oh
yeah, he was ready to get it on' he thought as he continued rubbing his
hardening prick.

Coach finally turned off the water and opened the shower door.  As he
stepped out he saw Randy standing there with his towel in his hand.

"Wha..." he said as Randy stepped up to him.

Seeing Coach in the nude with water glistening on his muscles was
startling.  His chest was massive with bulging pectorals, and his arms and
shoulders were huge.  Randy couldn't imagine why Coach always wore a sweat
shirt and covered up those gorgeous muscles.

"Here, let me help you Coach" Randy said, with awe, as he quickly starting
toweling Coach's massively muscled chest.

"What are you doing in here Randy" Coach asked.  "Stop this and get out of
here."

"No way Coach" Randy said with a chuckle.  "Let me do this for you" he said
as he continued rubbing the towel on Coach's bulging pectorals.

Coach grabbed his arms and stopped him.  "I said stop this Randy" he
ordered.  "You don't belong in here and you know it."  Randy was not about
to quit now, as he was seeing and feeling Coach's drop-dead gorgeous
muscles.

"You have an amazing body Coach" he crooned as he tried to pull out of
Coach's hold on his arms.  "Your muscles are really incredible.  The guys
talk about you all the time.  Com'on Coach.  Let me do this.  Let me just
dry you off.

"No Randy.  No." Coach protested.  "Please Randy.  Don't.  We can't do
this."

"Let me go Coach and let me towel you off.  Com'on man.  I gotta touch your
muscles" Randy moved his face only inches from Coach's and gave him the
sweetest, most shit eating grin he could come up with.  "Let me touch your
muscles Coach."

"Com'on Randy" Coach whined.  "Please Randy.  I'm your coach."

"Yeah, you're my coach, but your beginning to piss me off" Randy
admonished.  "Now get your goddamned hands off my arms."  Coach already
knew of Randy's temper and had developed a healthy respect for it, so he
let go of Randy's arms.

"Randy, st..t...t...t...top this" Coach stuttered.  Randy already heard the
`please' come out of Coach's mouth and was both pleased and excited.  It
sure sounded like begging to him.  Yeah, Coach saying `please stop'.  That
was definitely begging.  In Randy's mind that was a `green light' and meant
he should go for it.  He felt a surge of excitement shoot through his body.
God, it felt cool to be able to manipulate a man like this.

"It's okay Coach" he said softly as he dropped the towel and started
rubbing both hands over Coach's enormous pectorals.  "Your incredible build
really turns me on Coach.  You are so gorgeous.  I've seen you looking at
me so I know I turn you on as well."  Coach tried to push Randy's hands
away, but Randy immediately put them back.  Coach pushed him away again,
and this time Randy grabbed a nipple and pinched it hard.

"Ow, Randy.  Please Randy, please stop this" he stammered.  Randy gave him
a push so he backed up against the shower door, and then leaned forward and
took the nipple in his mouth.  He bit it sharply and then just sucked on
it.  Coach was startled as he was pushed back against the shower, and even
more when Randy started sucking his tit.  He hesitated for a moment,
because there was no question this spectacularly beautiful boy sucking his
tit was an incredible turn on.

"You have such a beautiful body Coach" Randy mumbled as he continued
sucking the nipple and then started sliding his tongue all over the bulging
pec.  Raising both arms Randy took hold of both of Coach's enormous rounded
deltoids.  "God, your shoulders are so incredible" he mumbled again as he
continued to lick and suck the bulging pectoral.

Coach was in a daze, and was at a total loss as to what to do.  He knew
this was wrong, but having this beautiful boy licking his chest felt really
fantastic.  Coach knew very well this kid had been trying to intimidate him
for weeks, so he had made sure he was never alone with him, and generally
kept out of his way.  The kid was young, and handsome, and built; a real
stud, and he knew it.  But right now the kid was so aggressive and
formidable and demanding that Coach found himself getting turned on, and
even felt a stirring in his cock.  He hated to admit it to himself, but
being bullied by this kid was hot.

Randy raised his head so his mouth was right up against Coach's ear.  "Show
me your bicep Coach.  Let me lick that gorgeous muscle.  Please Coach.
Flex it for me."

Without thinking, Coach was now accepting Randy's control over him, and he
obeyed by raising his arm and flexing his amazing nineteen inch bicep.  As
Randy moved to kiss the softball sized bicep, he took Coach's other hand
and moved it up against his jock strap, forcing Coach's hand against his
hard cock.  Coach pulled back immediately.  As Randy started kissing the
bicep, he tried pulling Coach's hand back to his crotch again but Coach was
too strong.  "You don't fool me Coach" Randy mumbled through his kisses.
"I know you been looking."  Finally Randy pushed Coach's hand into Coach's
own crotch, and then pushed forward so that the two hands were in between
two hardening cocks.  At least Coach's was hardening; Randy was already
hard as a rock.

"See how hot you're making me Coach" Randy mumbled as he continued kissing
the bicep and pushing his cock against Coach's hand.  "You're fucking
muscles turn me on so bad.  You are so, so hot."  Then he got another shot
of excitement shooting through his body, as he felt Coach squeeze his cock
gently.  Oh fucking Christ, he had him now!  He had him!  When Randy let go
of Coach's hand, Coach continued squeezing his cock.

"Feel that Coach" Randy said as he continued worshiping the bicep.  "You
see what your incredible body is doing to me?  Com'on Coach.  Really flex
that bicep for me.  Make me really hot for your body."  Coach flexed his
arm even harder and pushed it into Randy's face.  He was really getting
into it now.  Coach's hand now seemed to have a mind of its own, as it
squeezed and fondled Randy's super hard eight inches through the jockstrap.

"Oh yeah Coach" he mumbled.  "You could make me cum just by flexing.  You
are so fucking amazing.  I love your muscles."

Randy convinced him to flex his other arm and he went to work worshiping
that one as well.  Coach was totally turned on now, and was really working
Randy's cock.  Randy was going crazy too, relishing the fact that this
muscle man was now super hot for him, and was probably completely under his
control.

Then Randy pulled his head back from Coach's enormous bicep, and raising
his arm, flexed his own baseball sized bicep.  Reaching behind Coach's
head, he gently pulled him down to the bicep.  "Go ahead and kiss my bicep
Coach" he crooned softly.  "Go ahead and kiss it Coach.  You know you're
turned on man.  Go ahead man.  Go ahead and kiss it" he murmured.

Having his face pulled into Randy's bicep and totally turned on to this
young muscle boy, Coach automatically started kissing it and then licking
it.  Yeah, he was turned on to this demanding young man.  Totally excited
now with his heart beating fast, he grabbed a tight hold of Randy's cock
and squeezed it hard.  It felt fantastic to squeeze that enormous cock as
he kissed Randy's bicep.  He let his reluctance go with the wind, and
really got into the program.  He was totally turned on to this hot little
demon.

Randy grabbed Coach's cock and found it sticking up fully hard.  He jacked
it a few times just for good measure.  But he had no intention in jerking
Coach off.  He definitely had other plans.  Bringing his arm down, Randy
used both hands to grab Coach's ass and pull him forward a couple steps.
Then gently turning him he pushed him down onto the toilet.  Coach could
not or would not let go of Randy's cock.  He now had a dazed look of desire
on his face, and his cock was hard as a rock.  Randy straddled Coach's
legs, almost sitting on his lap, and pulled his face down into his chest.

"Com'on Coach" he murmured.  "Lick my big pec.  Worship your boy's pec with
that hot mouth of yours.  Yeah" he exclaimed as Coach started sucking on
his tit.  "Oh yeah Coach.  Do it for me."  Randy put both hands in Coach's
hair and gently fluffing and petting it, maneuvered his face around his
pec, having him lick and suck every inch of it.  Eventually he moved him to
the cleft between, and finally to the other side of his chest.  All this
time Coach continued feeling and rubbing his hard cock through his jock
strap.  Coach's other hand was feeling his own hard cock.  Randy knew it
was time.  Coach was definitely ready.

Still holding Coach's head against his chest, Randy slowly pulled him
forward off the toilet, and with downward pressure, pushed him to his
knees.  Then he gently pushed Coach's head down and down and down.  Being
very patient Randy maneuvered him over his washboard stomach and finally to
his jock strap.  He pushed Coach's hand away, and holding his head, he
gently moved his hard cock up and down against his cheek.  Coach was really
into it and Randy didn't want to break the spell so he continued jacking
his cock gently against his cheek for a bit as he continued petting and
ruffling his hair.

Then, so softly that Coach could barely hear it he whispered: "Kiss it
Coach.  Go ahead man.  Great big cock.  Big beautiful cock.  Kiss it Coach.
Com'on Coach; you love this big hard cock.  You know you want it man.  My
monster cock.  Com'on Coach.  Kiss it man."  Randy helped him maneuver his
face as Coach did as he was told and kissed his cock through the jock
strap.  Randy was ecstatic.  His muscle man Coach was kissing his cock.
Randy was so thrilled he could hardly hold still.  He wanted to scream, and
yell and laugh in euphoria.  He was so fuckin powerful; he was a conqueror;
he was a god.

"Go ahead and kiss it some more Coach" Randy said softly trying to control
his delight.  "Go ahead, you can do it.  Feel that big hard cock.  Make
your young stud feel good."  Randy was now rubbing his covered cock against
Coach's nose, as Coach kissed it a couple more times.  Very softly Randy
continued: "Now suck it Coach.  Suck the juices out of that jock.  Do it
for your muscle boy.  Com'on; do it for me Coach."

Coach was now totally mesmerized and completely under Randy's control, as
he started sucking Randy's cock through the jockstrap.  It tasted like piss
but Coach was oblivious of everything but the hard cock under the cloth he
was trying to suck.  Randy's cock was enormous, much bigger than Coach's
own, and surprisingly, that really turned him on.  He'd been aware for
months that Randy had a big one, but only now did he realize how impressed
he was with a big cock.  Randy just let him go for several minutes as he
sucked up and down the big rod.

Then Randy took both Coach's hands off his thighs and pulled them up on
each side and pushed his thumbs against the straps of his jock.  "Pull `em
down baby" he whispered softly.  Without even thinking Coach pulled the
jock down letting Randy's hard eight inches bob up into his face.  Coach
was out of control with lust and desire now as, with obvious relish, he
took the big rod in his mouth and started sucking on it.  He wanted it bad.

"Not yet baby" Randy said with a snicker.  "Don't get too greedy."  Pulling
his cock out of Coach's mouth and holding on to his hair, Randy rubbed it
against Coach's face and then banged it against his nose a couple times.
This was Randy's favorite lead in to a blow job.  Slapping his cock into a
guys face gave him a tremendous feeling of superiority and power, and
always made him hotter than hell.  "Okay Coach, almost ready" Randy
chuckled.  "But lick my balls first.  Let me feel that hot mouth on my
nuts." Coach did as he was told and licked the balls for a while.

Finally ready, Randy took Coach's chin and pulled his head back so he was
looking him in the eye.  "Okay Coach" Randy said with an enormous grin on
his face.  "Now's the time.  Suck that big cock you've been admiring for so
long.

For the first time in many minutes Coach opened his eyes, and looking up,
saw Randy looking down at him with an expression of extreme delight and
exultation in his eyes.  Coach could not believe he was on his knees in
front of this kid.  How did this happen?  He had to stop this!  As he
shifted his body to try to get up, Randy jerked his hair hard and banged
his enormous cock in his face a few times.

"Hold on Coach.  Hold on" Randy gushed. "You ain't going nowhere.  You want
this.  You know you want it bad.  So com'on, just let it happen.  Suck on
it babe" he said as he rubbed it back and forth against Coach's lips.
Then, with a gentle push, he slid the tip between the lips into his mouth.
As he felt Coach's tongue begin to move against his cock, Randy then let go
of his hair and, putting both hands on his hips, just stared down into
Coach's eyes.

Looking up, Coach saw an
incredible... muscular... arrogant... young... god.  Coach could not
believe how powerful and dominating this kid was.  This incredible young
stud whom had just put him on his knees and put his cock in his mouth.  He
found Randy's amazing physique and phenomenal arrogance to be a total turn
on and he wanted to suck his cock; partly because the cock was the biggest
one he had ever seen, and partly because this powerful, dominant young
muscle boy unquestionably deserved it.  Coach finally admitted to himself
something he had subconsciously known for months.  He wanted to be on his
knees for this kid.  He wanted to be dominated by him.  And he really
wanted this kid's enormous cock.

Randy just stood there waiting with hands on hips looking down with an
egotistical look on his face until Coach finally took more cock in his
mouth and started sucking.  "Yeah man" Randy laughed aloud.  "Oh yeah,
that's the way.  Suck on my big sex pistol."  Randy was thrilled.  He now
had a new worshiper.

Randy just stood there savoring the feeling of Coach's wet mouth working on
him.  He knew he wouldn't get near the fantastic blow job he got from his
boys, but seeing and knowing it was his massively muscled coach, and that
the guy was probably giving head for the very first time, Randy was elated.
Hands still on hips with a insolent look of total superiority on his face,
he watched his newest servile cock sucker work on his cock.  The challenge
had been met.  Once more Randy showed his superiority as an alpha male by
creating another worshiping acolyte.  The combination of his big cock, his
muscled body, his handsome youthful face and his dominating personality was
again irresistible to the male animals around him.  Randy now knew he could
pretty much have anyone he wanted if he simply put his mind to it.  That
brought to mind the muscular guy who delivered pizza for Dominoes; the
beautiful kid serving at the KFC outlet; the hunky security guard at the
mall; the twins on the high school swimming team with their gorgeous sleek
bodies.  He'd caught all of them looking at him with lustful eyes, and knew
he could have any of them in a heart beat..

Randy continued to watch Coach suck on his cock.  He knew if he wanted
regular blow jobs from Coach, he couldn't be as rough as he liked.  At
least not now: the first time.  Once he got the Coach used to being on his
knees for him, he could probably start fucking his face just the way he
liked it.

"Use your hand Coach" Randy ordered.  "Go ahead and jerk it with your hand
while you suck.  You're doing real good Coach.  Feels great."  Coach did as
he was told and started to jerk Randy's cock as he continued to suck.  He
didn't suck worth a damn, but Randy was enjoying the view, and the power of
controlling this man was exhilarating.  "Okay Coach, open your eyes" Randy
instructed.  "Look at me while you suck.  Com'on Coach.  Look up at me."

Coach looked up at Randy and tears began to form in his eyes; he saw an
arrogant god grinning down at him.  He had no idea how this had happened;
how this kid had got him on his knees and got him sucking his cock.  He
wanted to stop, but was incredibly turned on.  He hated having allowed this
to happen, but loved doing it and could not stop.  He was overwhelmed with
desire, to be under this gorgeous kids control and worshiping his cock.

"Go ahead Coach" Randy said, "Jerk your cock.  Jerk your cock and make it
cum for me.  Do it Coach."  Coach had been rubbing his cock with one hand
while jerking Randy with the other, but now he started to really go to it.
He couldn't remember ever being so hard or so hot.  And within thirty
seconds he started to cum , shooting between Randy's legs all the way
across the bath room.  He started to back off Randy's cock, but Randy
grabbed the back of his head and holding him there, pushed another inch or
two into his mouth.  As Coach was going through the excitement of cuming
and Randy's cock pushed toward his throat, he started coughing and gagging
uncontrollably.  Randy let him spit out his cock, but grabbed him by the
hair, and holding him tight, took over the jerking of his own cock.
Jerking it hard and fast Randy was able to bring it off quickly and started
to shoot into Coach's face.  "Yeah, yeah, yeah" he screamed in total
jubilation.  Coach tried to pull away, but Randy had a tight hold, and was
not about to let him get away from his shooting cock.  Randy was laughing
and screaming in ecstasy and pulling Coach's hair in a frenzy as he shot
seven full times into his face.  At the very last second, just before
finishing, he pushed his cock between Coach's lips for the last shot.
Coach was still coughing and gasping, but Randy made sure he got a taste of
his cum.  As both men continued panting Randy pulled Coach's head in so his
enormous eight inches lay against Coach's cum covered, dripping face.  He
loved the view as he maneuvered his still hard cock against Coach's nose
and cheek and into his eye and generally rubbed the cum all over his face.

When Randy finally stepped back, still breathing hard, he picked up the
towel.  "Here Coach" he said with a grin.  "Wipe my cum off your face."
Coach took the towel and wiped his face.  As he finished and opened his
eyes, he saw Randy's cock, still enormous but softening, only inches from
his face.  Looking up he saw Randy with a look of triumph on his face.

"Hey Coach" Randy said.  "You got some of your cum on my legs.  Wipe it off
with that towel would you?"  Coach, still on his knees before this dominant
young stud, bent down and wiped his cum off Randy's legs.  "My feet too
Coach.  Wipe that cum off my feet" Randy directed.  As Coach finished and
lifted his head, Randy took the towel from him, and looking down at his new
vassal, gently wiped his cock back and forth and back and forth cleaning
off the cum, but giving Coach an eye full from only inches away.  A new
acolyte worshipping at his temple.  Randy smiled, totally delighted.  Then
he finally stepped back.

"That was great Coach" he said with a shit eating grin.  "You were
terrific."  Reaching down, Randy picked up his jock strap from the floor
and handed it to him.  "Here Coach.  Keep this to remember me by.  It's
still got my juices in it so you can suck on it some more if you want" he
said with a chuckle.  With that, Randy turned and walked out of the bath
room.

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A couple days later, after wrestling practice was over, Randy walked into
Coach's office again.  As seems to have become a standard, he was wearing
only a jockstrap and was still covered with sweat from the practice.  Coach
looked up in surprise as Randy walked around the desk and pushed his crotch
right up against his shoulder.

"Hey Coach" Randy said with a smile.  "I been thinkin about ya."

Coach opened his mouth to say something, but Randy put his hand over his
mouth.  "No Coach.  Don't say anything.  I just wanted to come by and say
hello" he said as he rubbed his crotch back and forth against Coach's
shoulder.  Then Randy pushed his thumb between Coach's lips.  "Go ahead and
suck on it Coach.  Remember what it was like the other day?" he said.
Again, totally under the control of this powerful young kid, Coach
obediently sucked on his thumb.  He knew this kid owned him and he was not
about to question it any more.

"Woo Wee" Randy said as he stepped back with a grin.  "I don't want to get
too hot now Coach.  I've got a hot blow job waiting for me when I get
home."  Pulling his jockstrap off, Randy's almost fully hard cock flopped
out.  He jerked it a couple times and both he and Coach watched it swell
and swell and rise up like a python.  "But I wanted you to see it so you
wouldn't forget what it was like" he said with a grin.  "Brings back great
memories doesn't it" Randy laughed as he pulled the fully hard eight inches
down a couple times and let it flop back up, slapping against his stomach.
Randy then handed his jockstrap to Coach.  "Here Coach.  In case you sucked
the other one dry, you can work on this one."  Randy just stood there for a
moment in all his naked glory; enjoying Coach's look of devotion and
adoration.  As Randy walked out of the office he knew Coach would be
jerking off within the next couple minutes.

After that Randy would visit Coach's office every couple days just to tease
him.  A couple times he let him grope him through the jockstrap, and once
he made him kiss it through the jockstrap.  Coach was completely obedient
now and did what he was told without any argument.  Each time Randy left
his jockstrap behind.  He was using up a lot of jockstraps, but it was
great fun playing around with his big muscle hunk coach.  He was pretty
sure that in time Coach was going to get desperate with desire to suck him
again, but he made sure not to let him touch his cock in the `raw'.  He
wanted to wait until Coach got so hot that he begged him for it.  He was
getting better blow jobs every day than what Coach could provide, so all he
wanted to do was play with the hunky man's head.  Randy really enjoyed the
game and it gave him tremendous feelings of power and superiority.

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A couple weeks later when Randy found out Coach was going to the tri-state
college wrestling meet, he asked to go along.  Coach wasn't about to say no
to anything that Randy wanted these days so of course he agreed.  Randy
loved wrestling, and particularly liked the college boys because they
generally had better builds than high school boys.

Coach almost had a heart attack when Randy showed up that Saturday morning
wearing his tight grey Spandex shorts that he loved so much, which clearly
showed his cock snaking down his leg and fit tightly up the crack of his
ass.  The bright yellow nylon tank he was wearing emphasized his muscular
upper body but covered very little.  Randy knew he looked amazing with all
his incredible muscles showing through the sexy outfit, but he didn't mind
giving people fits when they saw him.  He had it all, and he intended to
flaunt it at every opportunity.

Randy loved watching the college boys wrestle.  Some of them were much
better than he was, so he wanted to check out their moves.  And although
Coach was completely intimidated and under his spell, he was still a good
wrestling teacher, and pointed out interesting holds and take downs as they
watched.  Randy also liked to check out the college boy's hunky bodies.

Randy and Coach had been sitting in the bleachers for a half hour or so
watching the matches when Randy got the surprise of his life.  Walking into
the gym from the locker room came Wade, his muscle Master, wearing a yellow
and brown singlet with a Wheaton College logo on it.  Randy's jaw dropped
down and he actually let out a yelp of surprise, so that the people around
him looked up.  `How could this be' he thought.  `This is impossible.'
Without realizing it he stood up and watched Wade as he walked across the
gym floor coming in his direction, and only when he was twenty feet or so
away did he realize that it was not Wade after all.  This guy could have
been his twin.  Dusty blond hair and astonishing muscular build and an
absolutely stunning face.  `My god' Randy thought as he got an instant hard
on "there really is another Wade in this world.'

The man walked over and sat on the bottom row of the bleachers not more
than ten feet away.  Randy was in awe of him and could not take his eyes
away.  He was in such shock that he didn't know what to do, but he did know
he wanted this guy at any cost.  He had to have him.  The guy looked to be
almost six feet tall and probably weighed 200/210 pounds.  What a ravishing
hunk of muscle; just like Wade.

The guy was up next, and was announced as Chase Baxter.  As the guy got up
on the mat, Randy saw why he definitely was not Wade.  Although he had a
nice bulge showing in his singlet, Wade would have been showing one at
least twice that big.  Wade had a healthy nine inches, and this guy would
be lucky to have six.  The guy was big and muscular and a good wrestler,
but unfortunately his opponent was in a whole different class.  The match
was over in barely six minutes when he was pinned.  Randy should have been
watching the action because the opponent was a superb wrestler; easily the
best at the event, however Randy had eyes only for Chase; Chase Baxter.
God, he was gorgeous.  Every muscle on his body was in perfect proportion
to the total astonishing package, and the handsome face was to die for.
Randy wanted this guy so bad it hurt.  He was actually drooling while
imagining licking those muscles and worshiping every inch of that ravishing
body.

As the guy walked off the floor in defeat, heading for the locker room,
Randy began to panic.  He could not let this guy get away.  He had to have
him.  At least he had to talk to him.  Poking Coach in the side Randy said:
"Com'on Coach.  Let's go to the locker room and catch that guy.  I gotta
talk to him."

"Wait for this next match Randy" Coach whispered.  "These guys are really
good."

Randy grabbed Coach by the arm, yanked him to his feet and whispered in his
ear: "I said let's go to the locker room, now move your god damn ass."
Dragging Coach behind him, Randy got off the bleachers and headed across
the floor to the locker room.  Coach was startled and pissed, but as usual
he was also intimidated by Randy, so he didn't put up a fuss.

They entered the locker room and looked around.  Randy finally saw Chase
sitting on one of the benches with his head in his hands.  From the back
and side he looked exactly like Wade.  Only by looking him directly in the
face or down at his crotch could you tell he was somebody else.  Randy
walked over and put his hand on the guy's sweaty shoulder.  Jesus, what a
hunk.

"Sorry about the match man" Randy said as the guy looked up.  "That guy you
were matched against was amazing.  I don't think anybody could have beaten
him."

Well, thanks man" Chase answered.  "Yeah, that guy's good.  This is the
second time I've been matched against him and he beat my butt both times.
If I see him again I think I'll just concede."

"Hey, don't let it get you down man" Randy said.  "You've got some great
moves, and Coach was telling me how great you looked.  Oh, by the way.
This is my high school coach.  We call him Coach, and I'm Randy."

"Glad to meet you Coach; Randy" Chase said as he shook their hands.  "You
didn't see much, because that guy was so fast I didn't get a chance to use
my moves.  Thanks anyway."

"Ah ... Chase.  Coach was wondering if you live around here somewhere,
weren't you Coach?" Randy said thinking fast.  "We're having an in-house
meet at our high school next Saturday and we're hoping to have a guest
wrestler to help us out and give us some pointers."

"Actually, I live in the dorm on campus right here at Wheaton" Chase
answered.  "But I don't know if you want me as your guest.  Two of my
buddies here are better wrestlers than I am."

"No, no.  You're the one we want" Randy blurted out as he almost started to
plead with the guy.  "Coach said you have some great moves, and you could
help our high school squad a lot.  Our school is less than thirty miles
from here, and we could even reschedule to an evening if that would be
better.  Tell him Coach" Randy directed.

"Yeah... Chase.  Ah..." Coach said.  "Ah... we'd like to have
you...ah... talk to the crew.  Ah... whenever you could."  Randy was
pleased that Coach was following his lead.  He was pretty sure that he was
cowed enough that he would come through, and now he knew.  He decided then
and there that he owed Coach some action, instead of just the teasing.  He
would see what he could do on the drive home.

"Whatda'ya think Chase" he asked nervously.  "Could you come?  I've got my
own VW and I'll come down and pick you up."

"Well, I've got nothing planned for next Saturday.  What time are you
talking about?"

"I'll pick you up at nine o'clock and we'll plan to have the meeting at
ten.  Won't we Coach?" Randy asked.

"Ah... Yes" Coach said.  "We'll plan to meet at ten."

"Okay.  It's a date" Chase said as he pulled out paper and wrote his
address and phone number down and gave it to Randy.

After they left, Chase sat thinking about it.  He was very impressed with
Randy.  He was such a good looking kid, and so young and so eager to learn,
although his revealing outfit was way overdone.  But he sure was pretty to
look at.  Chase was twenty-two years old and he liked guys his age or
older.  His current steady (after five weeks) was a young professor at the
college who was twenty-nine.  The problem with young guys was that they
tended to be in awe of him and were afraid to make any moves because he
looked so dominant, so the sex usually ended up being boring.  His current
steady was really good looking, but was not intimidated by muscles like
most of the kids were, so neither he nor Chase had to prove anything to
each other.  Besides, Chase's favorite activity was 69ing with his steady.

When Coach and Randy headed for the car, Randy was literally leaping up and
down in excitement.  He didn't know how he was going to handle it yet, but
he now had another `Wade' to worship.  Never in a million years would he
tell the real Wade that he was going to worship his twin brother.  But Wade
was so stingy with his time that Randy felt left out.  He had been Wade's
slave for months now, but he only saw him about every three weeks.  He
wanted more than that; a whole lot more.

As they got in the car Randy spoke.  "Great job Coach; following my lead.
I owe you for that."

"Ah...yeah Randy.  What was that all about.  And what meeting are you
talking about for next Saturday?"

"I'm not sure how I'm going to handle it yet" Randy answered.  "But I just
wanted to get that guy into my territory.  I'll figure the rest out later.
But for now, Chase is the most beautiful guy I have ever seen, and with a
little persuasion, he and I are going to fuck up a storm come next
Saturday.  I might need your help once I figure it out, but I'll let you
know later."

"Ah... Now...Wait a minute Randy" Coach started.

"Cut it out Coach.  Don't try to tell me you have a problem with it.  You
know I'm a horny stud and I need action all the time.  Now, I said I owed
you.  Let's see if I can give you something that you want.  We'll call this
a birthday present."  Randy grabbed Coach's right hand and pulled it over
to his crotch and held it there.  "Rub it for me Coach.  Go ahead and rub
it.  Tell me how it feels."

"Stop it Randy" Coach said.  "We shouldn't be doing this" he said as he
tried to pull his hand away.

Randy held his hand there and squeezed, forcing Coach to get a good feel.
"You're right Coach, we shouldn't be doing this.  Now keep rubbing it and
tell me how it feels."

"Ah... you're getting hard Randy."

"Yeah Coach, you're making me hard.  Feels good doesn't it?  My big hard
cock in your hand; getting big and hard for you."

"Pull over Coach" Randy directed.  They were already part way home on the
quiet county road.  "Go ahead.  Pull over."  Coach pulled to the side of
the road and turned off the engine.

"Push your seat back Coach" Randy directed.  As Coach did as he was told,
Randy reached behind his head and pulled him down just inches from his
crotch.  "Get it out Coach.  I think you'll find the big cock in there
you've been dreaming about.  This is your present Coach.  Just for you."
Randy's shorts were so tight and his cock so hard, that even though Coach
unbuttoned and unzipped them, the big cock was snaking down his right leg
and he was struggling to get it out into the air.  Randy finally raised up
slightly so Coach could pull the shorts down to his knees.  When if finally
popped up Randy grabbed it and taking Coach by the hair rubbed the tip back
and forth against his lips.  Coach opened his mouth and stuck out his
tongue, but Randy pulled his head back a few inches just out of reach of
the cock.

"Stick that tongue out Coach" Randy said.  He held Coach's head so that by
sticking his tongue out as far as he could, he could barely touch the tip
of the cock.  "Lick it Coach.  Lick the tip of my cock."  Coach flipped his
tongue back and forth just touching the tip of Randy's cock.  Randy had
really been easy on Coach the first time he let him suck him, and really
didn't get blown the way he liked it.  But this time, Coach was going to
have to work a little harder at it.  This time it was going to be Randy's
pleasure that counted, not Coach's.  Coach was going to get his pleasure
out of being subjugated and controlled by a hot muscle stud.  Randy had
been teasing Coach for weeks now so he figured with all the build up and
anticipation, Coach should be hot to take it any way he could get it.

Easing up on his hold on Coach's hair, Randy finally allowed Coach to take
the tip in his mouth.  "Suck the tip babe.  Just the tip.  Let me feel your
hot mouth" Randy said.  Randy just watched for a couple minutes.  Then he
started pushing Coach's head down, and down, and down.  Coach gagged but
Randy held him tightly for four or five seconds before letting him go.
Coach came up gasping, but Randy pushed him back down.  Coach gagged again,
and Randy again held him for a few seconds before letting go.  Coach came
up gasping and coughing.  Randy grabbed his cock, and pushed Coach's face
down to his swollen genitals.

"My balls now Coach" Randy ordered.  "Lick my balls."  Coach followed his
orders and started licking his nuts.  "Suck `em and kiss `em too Coach.
Really worship those balls."  Coach obeyed, really getting into it now, as
Randy rubbed his eight inches against his cheek.  Randy just watched with
tremendous enjoyment as his powerful muscled Coach buried his face in his
crotch with his big cock bouncing against his face.  He loved the feeling
of power of controlling this hunky older man.

"Okay Coach.  Let's try again.  Hey man.  You got to be able to take it
deep.  Don't gag or choke on it man.  Hold your breath and take it deep."
Aiming his cock at Coach's mouth Randy again pushed him down on his cock.
He didn't stop until he was all the way to the root, and Coach's nose was
buried in his crotch hair.

"Holy Shit" he yelled as he felt his cock slide into Coach's throat.
"That's it man!  Way to go!"  Randy held him for almost ten seconds before
letting him up to catch a breath.

"That was fantastic man.  Do it again.  Do it again for me Coach."  With
Randy pushing down, Coach swallowed it deep once more.  "Yeah man" Randy
yelled.  "Now hold it and suck.  Com'on, suck on it babe."  Coach started
sucking on it as he held it deep in his throat.  When he started to choke,
Randy finally let go of his head entirely.

"Okay Coach.  You're going to make a fantastic cocksucker with a little
practice.  But for now just make it feel good for me.  Focus on my cock and
imagine what it takes to make me feel really, really good."  Coach started
gripping the cock tightly with his lips as he bobbed his head up and down
and sucked hard on the big cock.  He still couldn't believe how big this
boy's prick was, but sucking it and following the boy's demands was
incredibly exciting.  He was about to blow.

"A little deeper babe" Randy directed and Coach started taking more cock,
all the way to the entrance to his throat, as he continued bobbing up and
down He was so turned on that he grabbed his own cock through his pants and
starting rubbing it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" Coach yelled around the big cock in his mouth as he started
to shoot in his pants.  The ejaculation was terrific and the feeling was
intense as he shot over and over in his pants. Randy was holding his head
but it was not necessary as Coach went down hard and took it to the root
again.  He loved this big cock, and was wild about sucking it for his
demanding young student.

Randy saw Coach's face bury itself in his crotch hair and felt his cock go
incredibly deep into the man's throat, and that did it.  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh"
Randy howled as he started to cum in the hot throat.  Randy held on to
Coach's head as he jacked in and out of his mouth shooting squirt after
squirt of cream into his throat.  Coach was still quivering and shaking
uncontrollably from the most exciting ejaculation he had ever had, as he
now swallowed this muscle boys cum with pleasure.  .

Randy just held him there for a while as his cock started to soften in his
mouth.  Finally he let go of his head, and Coach raised up, sitting upright
behind the wheel.  Both of them just lay back for a few minutes getting
their breath back.  Looking down Randy noticed some cum still smeared on
his cock.

"You didn't get it all Coach.  Get back here and clean it up" he said as he
pulled Coach's head back down to his crotch.  Coach thought to question it,
but Randy was already forcing his head down so he went ahead and licked
Randy's cock clean.

"Okay Coach.  Good job man.  Now pull my shorts up and put my cock away.

"Now Randy..." Coach said as he tried to raise his head.

"God damn it Coach.  Do what you're fuckin told" Randy demanded as he held
his head.  "Put my god damn cock back in my pants!"  Coach was totally
intimidated now and meekly pulled Randy's shorts up, stuffed the cock in,
and buttoned him up.

He was astounded that he was now completely under this boys control.  He
actually started tearing up momentarily in humiliation with the realization
that he would grovel for this young kid without question from now on.  And
he was pretty sure Randy was going to require a lot of groveling.

"Good boy Coach" Randy said as he reached over and patted Coach on the back
of the head.  "Real good.  And my cock loves you" he giggled.  "Now let's
head for home.  I got to get back and work out this afternoon."  Coach
tried to get as comfortable as possible with his jockeys soggy with his
cum, as he got the car back on the road.

"I hope you liked your birthday present Coach" Randy laughed.  "Maybe if
you're good I'll give you a Christmas present sometime soon."  Randy
already was coming up with some ideas.  Maybe he'd fuck him next time.  And
maybe he'd bring Jason along and let him watch.  He knew Coach would be
mortified to get fucked by his student while another looked on, and it made
him hot just to think about it.  Yeah, he might get around to giving Coach
a present real soon.

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Exactly at 9:00 AM on Saturday Randy pulled up to the men's dorm in his VW.
Chase let him in after he knocked at the door.  "Nice to see you again
Randy" Chase said as they shook hands.  Chase was wearing a Wheaton College
sweat shirt and jeans and tennies.  He looked incredible; even better than
Randy remembered.  This guy was so fucking hot every girl in the college
must have creamed their panties every time he went by.  Why he would wear
that stupid sweat shirt and cover it up was beyond Randy.  Randy himself
was again wearing his super tight grey spandex shorts which showed his
healthy bulge in front, and also wrapped tight around his ass and into the
crack in back.  Wade had remarked several times that Randy had a beautiful
ass, and for Wade's twin, Randy definitely wanted to show off his best
features. He was wearing a wife beater on top which hid very little of his
amazing muscular upper body.  If this didn't turn Chase on he didn't know
what would.  Chase gave him a good long look as he entered, but Randy
didn't see the lust in his eyes he was hoping for.  Well, give it time.

"Ah, Chase.  I'm really embarrassed here, but Coach had to go to an out of
town meeting today and we can't have that meet at ten o'clock.  However, I
was able to talk to a bunch of the wrestling squad and they said they would
love to get together and have you help them out.  I'm really sorry, but I
hope you won't mind coming anyway and give us some pointers.  We can't use
the school gym, but I have a set up in my garage we can use, and you'll
have a half dozen guys there to work with.  I'll bring you back here to the
dorm whenever you want."

"Well, I don't know Randy" Chase said.  "If your coach isn't going to be
there..."

"Oh please Chase.  Please come" Randy pleaded.  "I'm begging you.  I saw
you wrestle and I really like your style, and I know you could help the
guys.  And I can't believe the size of your muscles.  You are incredible,
and I know you're strength and expertise could help us a lot.  I drove all
the way here just to pick you up.  Please come."

Chase smiled.  This kid was so young and eager that he really couldn't
refuse.  "Okay Randy" he laughed.  "Don't get carried away.  I'll come.
Just let me get my gym bag and leave a note for my roommate.  What time do
you suppose we'll be done?"

"Well, we'll probably have lunch and maybe another session after, so I
would say about 4:00."  Chase wrote a note for his roommate.

"Ahhh...Chase" Randy studdered.  Ah...could you do me a favor?  You have
the most incredible body that I have ever seen, and I don't understand why
you're hiding it under that sweat shirt.  Do you think you could take it
off for the guys so they can see what incredible muscles you have?"

"Com'on kid" Chase laughed.  "We're not in this for the look.  We're in it
for the wrestling.  But, just for you" he said with another laugh "I'll
take it off."  Taking the sweatshirt off, Chase had a tight white T-shirt
underneath which showed his absolutely astonishing muscles bulging
everywhere.  Chase then performed a double bicep pose.  "Is this the body
you're talking about?" he said laughing.  "Well, we'll leave the sweat
shirt behind for today.  Besides I've got my singlet in my gym bag if we
need it."

Randy was about to cream his jeans.  He had to deliberately stop himself
from getting on his knees and pushing his face into this gorgeous creatures
crotch.  He actually gasped for breath as he tried to control his
emotions. He wanted this guy so bad.  And he wanted him now.  His cock was
so hard it hurt and it was stretching down his leg almost peaking out of
the leg of the short shorts.

Chase gave him a strange questioning look, and took note of Randy's big
super hot cock and Randy's heavy breathing.  "Randy, I don't go with kids"
he said.  "I'm sorry but you're too young.  I've got a professor here at
the college as my lover at the moment.  You said we were in this for the
wrestling didn't you?  Well, are we?  Or did you have something else in
mind?"

"Christ Chase" Randy said.  "I'm sorry but you are so super gorgeous that I
can't control it.  But I promise today will be wrestling only.  I'm sorry,
but you turn me on something awful."

"Well, keep your prick in your pants or we can forget about today" Chase
warned.

"God, I'm sorry Chase" Randy said.  "I promise today will be wrestling, and
only wrestling."

Randy was squirming all the way on the drive home he was so turned on.  The
tight shorts kept him hard, and he wanted to lick the biceps of the guy
next to him so bad he could hardly stand it.  Of course Randy had lied to
him, because wrestling was the very last thing on his mind when he looked
at him.  The guy was an absolute demigod, and right now Randy was willing
to give his right arm just to be allowed to lick his ass.  This guy was
truly worthy of worship.  During the drive they talked about wrestling, the
weather, college life, and high school stuff.  Talking total shit while
Randy was salivating the whole way.

As part of Randy's plans for the day, he had told Jason, Landon, and Jack
to meet him in his garage.  He also got Jamie who wasn't a wrestler, but he
looked like he could be, but they were only there for window dressing
anyway.  Besides, Jamie was excited about seeing Wade's twin.  So,
including himself, there would five boys there between the ages of fifteen
and seventeen.  Just wait until Chase finds out there are going to be five
young muscle studs all hot to trot.  Randy planned to get rid of them as
soon as possible unless Chase really wanted more than one worshiper.  Randy
didn't care what it took, but he was going to be the primary one.

As they entered Randy's garage, he immediately saw there was a problem.
Landon was bleeding from a cut under his eye, and he and Jason were both
red in the face and had their fists up.  Jack and Jamie were standing back
watching.

"Stop it right now" Randy screamed.  "What the fuck do you think you're
doing?"  Randy stepped up and grabbed both boys by the hair and jerked them
hard.  "God damn it.  Don't you dare do this at my house" he said as he
jerked their hair very hard again.  Both boys let out a yell.  "God damn
fucking pieces of shit.  Who started it?" he yelled.  Both boys were
panting but did not say anything.  "Jamie, who started it?" Randy yelled.

Jamie gave him a startled look.  "Ah... I don't know sir.  We just started
talking and somehow it just got out of hand sir."

"Jack.  Who started it?" Randy snarled.

"Just like Jamie said sir.  It just kinda got out of hand.  They just
started yelling at each other sir."

Randy was so angry that he forgotten all about Chase, and when Randy lost
his temper it was a thing to behold.

"Get on your fuckin knees" he shouted.  Jason and Landon fearfully dropped
to their knees in front of him with heads bowed.  Jack and Jamie, well
aware of Randy's temper, got on their knees as well just in case.

Randy grabbed Landon by the hair and gave him a very hard slap to the face.
Turning to Jason he did the same thing. "You're both going to get your
asses kicked as soon as I get a chance, you stupid little ass holes.  But
for now you apologize to me!  And you do it damn well!  Landon!"

"Please Boss I'm sorry" Landon pleaded with tears in his eyes and his cheek
turning red.  "I didn't start it Boss, but I had to defend myself.  Please
Boss I'm sorry" he said as he bent down and kissed each of Randy's feet.

"Jason!" Randy growled.

Please Boss, I'm sorry" Jason said holding his cheek.  "But he is such an
uppity little shit I just can't stand him.  And he tried to hit me first.
I just hit him back."  Jason then bent down and kissed Randy's feet.

Randy was only just now beginning to cool down, and, as he started coming
to his senses, he realized what he had done.

"Oh Christ Chase" he said turning toward Chase.  "I'm so sorry this
happened.  Oh shit.  Excuse me for losing my temper.  I just see red when
my boys get out of hand" he said in total embarrassment.  "God damn, you
must think I'm a total idiot."

Chase had been standing by the door this whole time with a shocked look on
his face.  Seeing this sweet kid who he thought was so eager totally losing
control was disturbing to say the least.  His incredible anger, almost
hysteria, was frightening.  And he was flabbergasted at the obeisance the
boys gave him.  Calling him sir and boss and kissing his feet.  Chase had
never even imagined such a thing.

"Boys.  Get up" Randy ordered.  "Boys.  Meet Chase Baxter, a super wrestler
from Wheaton College.  Chase, these guys are on my wrestling squad at
school."

"This is Landon."

Landon stepped forward and shook hands.  "Very happy to meet you sir" he
said and then got on his knees.

"Chase.  This is Jason."

"Very happy to meet you sir" Jason said as he shook hands and got on his
knees.

Randy introduced Jamie and Jack in the same way, until all four boys were
on their knees at Chase's feet.

Randy didn't know what was going to happen now.  He planned this far, but
now it was up to Chase.  "We are yours to command Chase.  Sir.  We are
available for your pleasure" he said.

"Randy.  What the hell is going on here?"

"Chase Sir.  You are a god to us" Randy said nervously.  "Anybody that
looks like you needs to be worshiped.  We want to worship you.  We'll do
anything you want Sir."  Randy was at a loss at what to do next.  If Chase
said no all his planning was all for naut.  Chase was massively muscled and
a talented wrestler, so there was no way they could force him to do
anything he didn't want to do.

"Well this is stupid" Chase said.  "I don't want to be worshiped.  I may be
gay but I can assure you this is not my thing.  Besides, I have a steady
boy friend at college.  This is a bunch of crap Randy, and you're getting
me really pissed off.  I think you better turn around and take me home."

"Ah, please Chase.  Please.  Let's at least talk about this" Randy pleaded.
"Hey guys" he ordered.  "Get your butts out of here so Chase and I can have
a talk.  I'll call you in later.  And you two" he said speaking to Landon
and Jason.  "Don't you even fuckin look at each other" Randy ordered.  The
boys got up and left the room.

After closing the door behind them, Randy pushed Chase over to the weight
bench and set him down on it.  Then he got on his knees.  "First of all I
want to apologize, Chase.  You are the most gorgeous man I have ever seen
and I set this up just so I could be with you.  You make my heart flutter
every time I even look at you.  I'm really sorry if I upset you."

"Alright Randy stop it" Chase said.  "I can't help but be flattered since
you are such a good looking kid, but I told you I have a steady boyfriend
at school."

"Please Chase.  Don't I turn you on at all?" Randy pleaded.

"Randy, you have a really hot body and you would turn anyone on" Chase said
"but I'm really not into worship, and besides you're jail bate.  I fuck you
and I go to jail."

"Oh com'on Chase.  Nobody believes I'm under eighteen.  In fact, because I
have such a great body, most think I`m older than that.  So, that's just an
excuse.  Please Chase.  You're already here and I'll do anything you want.
Absolutely anything.  Don't you want to fuck me?"

"Alright, Randy.  That's enough" Chase said as he stood up.  "It's time you
took me back to campus."

Randy realized he was losing the battle by pleading with Chase.  He wanted
him so bad that he could have screamed.  He had to have him.  He couldn't
let him get away now.  He just couldn't.  Standing up, Randy grabbed
Chase's arms and gave him a kiss.  If pleading wasn't working, Randy
decided to try direct action.  Randy kissed him a second time, and then on
the third time, Chase started kissing him back.

After a moment Chase stepped back breaking the kiss.  "Cut it out Randy.
As gorgeous as you are, I'm not into kids worshiping me.  My current boy
friend is a professor at the college."

"Don't call me a kid Chase" Randy said.  "I'm not a kid.  I'm a man, and a
pretty damn good looking muscle man at that.  You're incredible muscles
turn me on something awful.  And you can not tell me that my muscles don't
turn you on!  I know damn well they do, and I can see it in your pants."

Actually Chase's current boy friend had only an okay build, but he had a
nice piece of meat in his pants.  However, Chase had to admit Randy looked
even bigger.  And Randy was a real turn on.  Young and sexy; with an
amazing body and a big cock.  What was not to like?  Chase was not sure why
he didn't want to have sex with Randy except he thought the boy was a
little too aggressive, and a bit selfish.  Chase was a little annoyed that
Randy had manipulated him and these four boys just for his own
satisfaction.  It didn't do much for his ego to have a sixteen year old try
to control him.

"All right Randy, cut it out" he demanded.  "I think we better call it a
day.  You can take me back home."

"Com'on Chase.  You are so fucking gorgeous" Randy said as he stepped
forward and gave him another kiss and pushed his crotch up tight against
him.  No matter what Chase said, Randy could tell from the way he was
kissing him back that he was horny and turned on to him.  This time he held
Chase's head and added some tongue action during the kiss.  Chase kissed
him back, but Randy took note that the tongue action was mostly one sided.
Randy was beginning to suspect that Chase was not the aggressive type.
Because of Chase's spectacularly muscled body, it had not occurred to Randy
that he could possibly be anything less than a total dominant.  But now he
was beginning to wonder.  It looked like Chase was willing to let his
partner take the lead; and Randy was more that willing to do so Randy
wanted Chase desperately, and would do whatever was necessary to get him.
Randy felt a shot of excitement shoot up his spine as he considered
dominating this demigod, Good lord; could he really dominate this guy?  Is
this what this muscle god wanted?  Randy was more than willing to take over
and give this Greek god what he wanted if that's what it took.  In fact,
this was going to make the scene much hotter than he could possibly have
imagined.

Chase was still kissing him back, but as they kissed, Randy moved his hand
from his head to a tight grip on his hair.  Very gradually, as they kissed,
he began to pull; harder and harder.  Chase groaned and finally mumbled
through the kiss.  "Don't Randy.  That hurts."

"That's alright babe" Randy whispered back.  "It's supposed to hurt."
Chase groaned again as they continued kissing, and Randy reached up with
his other hand and grabbed Chase's nipple and started to twist it.  "Yeah
baby" he mumbled through the kiss.  "Feel the pain."  As they continued the
kiss Randy felt Chase's cock began to harden and push up against him.
Shit, this guy was getting turned on.  He was into pain.

Chase groaned again.  "Awh Randy.  Please Randy.  It hurts" he whispered,
but interestingly, he made no attempt to push Randy away.  Letting go of
Chase's tit, Randy reached down and cupped his ass, and began to massage
it.

"Nice ass baby" he mumbled.  "You are so fucking hot. You are the hottest
fucking stud I have ever seen.  And I want you bad."  Randy broke the kiss
and started to lick and kiss all over Chase's face.  He had to stand on tip
toes to do it, but he kissed every inch of his face; licking his forehead,
kissing his eyes, and licking back and forth over his lips and nose.

"Please Randy, stop" Chase whispered.  "I don't want to do this."

"Yes you do babe" Randy answered softly as he let go of Chase's ass and
grabbed his crotch through the jeans, finding a hard cock.  "I know you do.
This hard cock tells me you want it bad."

"Feel this babe" Randy said as he moved his hand to Chase's and pulled it
into his own crotch and held it there.  "See how hot I'm getting for you.
I want it bad, and so do you."

Holding Chase's hand against his cock, and still pulling his hair painfully
with the other, Randy started kissing him very aggressively.  "Jesus Christ
you are so fucking hot Chase" he murmured.  "You're the most gorgeous man I
have ever seen."  Then gradually, still pulling on Chase's hair, Randy
began to put downward pressure on him.  As Chase started groaning from the
pain, Randy put his other hand on his shoulder and forced him to his knees.
The instant Randy had him on his knees, he pulled his face into his crotch
and started rubbing his spandex covered cock against his nose.

"This is what you want muscle boy" Randy said seductively.  "I saw you
noticing how big I was.  I think a big one really turns you on."  Chase
would never have admitted it to anyone but he definitely liked guys with
big cocks.  And Randy was definitely as big or bigger than any of his usual
sexual partners.

"Lick it for me muscle boy.  Go ahead and chew on it.  Let me feel your hot
wet mouth."

Chase started licking the enormous cock that was pressing into his face.
Jesus, this was a big one and he liked rubbing his nose against it. He
started chewing on it through the tight shorts as Randy demanded.  Randy's
forceful manner and his big cock was finally getting to him and really
turning him on.  He felt Randy let go of his head, and when he glanced up
he saw he had put his hands on his hips, and had a smirk on his face.
Chase found that look of total arrogance to be a real turn on, and he felt
a surge of excitement shoot through his body.

Randy just watched for a while with a smug look on his face as his cock was
being worshiped by a superman.  He was blown away having this god on his
knees before him, but he had no intention of looking a gift horse in the
mouth.  Oh yeah; he was definitely not going to let this opportunity get
away.

"Okay babe that's terrific, but let's get these shorts off and get to the
real thing.  Go ahead, Chase.  Pull `em off."  Chase unbuttoned and
unzipped the shorts and with some difficulty tugged them off of the
enormous cock that was hiding inside.  The big cock popped out and actually
hit him on the cheek, as he lowered the shorts.  Randy stepped out of them,
and grabbing Chase by the arms and pulling him up, pushed him backwards to
the wrestling mat, and forced him down on his butt and then stepped forward
straddling his legs.  Yeah, this was a better angle.  Sitting on his butt
was definitely better than on his knees, because he was so tall.  Randy
stepped close and pushed his cock into his mouth.

"Oh yeah Chase.  This is what we both want.  My super cock and you're hot
mouth.  Oh man yeah.  It fits in there just like a glove."  Randy just
stood watching as Chase started sucking; Randy was ecstatic.  The most
beautiful man he had ever seen was on his knees in front of him sucking his
cock.  Chase was so beautiful, and such a perfect copy of Wade, that part
of Randy still yearned to worship him.  But having him on his knees giving
him head was so incredible that Randy thought the top of his head was going
to blow right off.  He tried to imagine Wade giving him a blow job, but the
concept was so far fetched as to be beyond comprehension.  Suddenly, the
image of Wade sucking him made Randy so hot that he knew he was only
seconds away from cuming.  He pulled his cock out of Chase's mouth and
stepped back breathing hard `Go down, go down, go down' he said to himself
trying to control his cock.  Chase was on his knees looking at him with a
puzzled look on his face, as Randy tried to get his cock and his emotions
under control.

Randy was in total turmoil.  A part of him desperately wanted to lick this
guys muscles, but the feeling of power of having this gorgeous creature
sucking him was overwhelming..  He wanted to worship this demigod, but at
the same time he wanted to dominate him.  All in all it was making him
crazy with desire, and much too hot much too quickly.

Finally, Randy got down on his knees, sitting on Chase's massive thighs,
with their two hard cocks touching.  Taking hold of Chase's head, Randy
pulled him into another kiss.  Chase reached and grabbed Randy's cock, but
Randy pulled his hand away.  "Just let me cool off for a minute man" Randy
mumbled.  "You make me so fuckin hot."

Chase was just as much into kissing as Randy was and they went at it for
about ten minutes.  Then Randy stood back up.  "Okay man.  Let's get back
at it" he said as he pushed his mostly hard cock back into Chase's mouth.
Randy now took total control.  He now knew this was his ball game and this
gorgeous godlike creature was his to use for his own pleasure.  And what a
pleasure it was going to be.  Holding on to Chase's head, he pushed his
cock slowly all the way to the root.  Chase took it all the way into his
throat without gagging or choking.  "Jesus Christ Chase" he gasped.  `You
really know how to take a guy's cock.'

Pulling back, Randy started slowly fucking in deep, holding for a couple
seconds, and then back out.  Slowly, slowly so he wouldn't get too hot too
soon.  The feeling of going to the root with each thrust was fantastic,
right up until he looked down and saw `Wade' on his knees sucking him.
That was just too much.  A hot surge shot through his body right to the tip
of his cock, and he was on the verge all over again.  Imagining Wade on his
knees for him was the hottest, most incredible, most astonishing thought he
had ever had in his head.  Randy couldn't hold out any longer and started
to shoot.  Chase was going to think he had no control, but now the pleasure
was so intense that Randy screamed aloud.

"Eeeeyyyyyoooooh" he screamed.  `"Shiiiiiit" he screamed again.  He felt
himself cuming in his Master's mouth; in Wade's mouth.  "Shit, shit, shit!"
he yelled.

As he started to cum the door flew open and his boys rushed in to see what
the screaming was about.  Chase heard the commotion and tried to pull back,
but Randy had a good hold and was not about to let him go.  When he was
almost done, Randy pulled out and the last shot went into Chase's face.
Randy screamed again, just from imagining Wade with cum on his face.
"Eeyyyooh."  `Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.  It was so fucking hot.'

All four boys watched in amazement to see this gorgeous demigod on his
knees, with Randy obviously shooting his cum into his face.  Jamie got
instantly hard since he was thinking the same as Randy; that that guy on
his knees was a splitting image of Wade; the muscle god.  He grabbed his
cock and began rubbing it through his pants.

Randy was not done yet although his breath was beginning to get back to
normal.  He began to rub his still hard eight inches all over Chase/Wade's
face smearing the cum around as he looked down and luxuriated in the
picture of his newest cocksucker. Randy banged his cock against Chase's
face a few more times, the then finally let go of his head and stepped
back.

"Jesus man.  You are one hell of a cocksucker" he said to Chase.  His four
boys looked on in awe watching super boy Randy with a shit eating grin on
his face, smearing his cum all over this incredibly gorgeous muscular god's
face.  Randy's power and control was beyond comprehension.  He was
unquestionably a wizard.

Randy grabbed a towel and wiped off his cock, and handed it to Chase.
"Here Chase.  Clean that cum off your face."  Randy went to his gym bag,
pulled out a jock strap and slipped into it.  "Okay, Jack and Jamie.
Thanks for your help.  You can take off now since we're going to be busy
here.  I'll call you later."  Both boys gave him a disappointed look,
because they wanted to stay and watch the action.

"Please Boss, please "Jamie pleaded still rubbing his fully charged cock.
"I gotta see this.  Wade would never forgive me if I didn't stay and see
this."

"You better never say a word to Wade about this.  Never!" Randy snapped.
"Or else!  Now get your ass out of here!"  Jack and Jamie grudgingly left.

"Okay guys.  Strip" Randy ordered.  "Down to your undies."  Randy saw that
Chase was surprised that Jason and Landon obeyed so quickly, since they
started stripping immediately and hurriedly and were near naked in seconds.
`He's going to learn what it means to obey,' Randy thought with a grin.
"Com'on Chase" he said as he pulled Chase's T-shirt out of his pants, and
then up over his head.  "Show us that incredible body you're hiding under
those clothes."

Randy was pleased to see that both Landon and Jason were wearing jock
straps.  Randy hated underwear, and wore either a jock strap or nothing at
all.  His boys obviously wanted to emulate him which gave him a smile.  He
would make sure he gave them a good going over later in recognition of
their devotion. Chase just stood there for a moment doing nothing.

"I said, take your clothes off Chase" Randy warned.  "Now get out of those
pants."  Chase was still hot and hard.  He had blown Randy but had not yet
cum himself.  And he was hot because he found that Randy's dominating
nature was really turning him on.  Being dominated by this kid was turning
out to be very exciting.  And, he admitted to himself, that was the nicest
cock he had ever had in his mouth.  Chase pulled his shoes off and then
removed his pants.  His cock was clearly hard as he stood up in only his
jockey shorts.

"Landon" Randy said as he snapped his fingers.  London jumped to his side.
"Get on his ass."  Landon scurried around behind Chase, got down on his
knees, and immediately stuck his face into his cotton covered ass.  "Jason,
do his cock" Randy ordered.  Jason leaped over to Chase, got down, and
stuck his face into Chase's crotch.

Chase was shocked into immobility for the moment.  Then Randy stepped
forward, straddling Jason on his knees below him, and started licking
Chase's hot pectoral muscle.

Chase was getting it from three very beautiful young muscled boys at the
same time.  The shock wore off quickly and was replaced by ecstasy.  Having
his chest, cock and ass all worshipped at the same time were sending
euphoric surges through his body.  He had never imagined that anything
could feel so exhilarating.

Busily licking this demigod's chest, Randy put his hands on the big round
shoulders and gradually moved them down to the melon sized biceps.  His
heart started beating faster, and he started gasping for breath as he
whimpered with desire for this incredible superman. He'd never in his life
been so turned on to anyone's muscles as he was right now. Having a `Wade'
available to fuck was the hottest thing he could imagine.  Shit, his cock
was getting hard all over again for this guys unbelievable body.

He knew he was going to have to make this quick, because the intense desire
was so overwhelming that it was going to make him cum too fast and ruin it
for him yet again.  He quickly reached down and jerked Chase's jockey
shorts down to his ankles.  Landon and Jason now started to lick skin, but
Randy couldn't wait.  Pushing Chase back onto the weight bench with the two
worshiping boys stumbling aside, he grabbed his legs and pulled them up
showing his ass.  Randy spit on the ass, then spit on his hand , and
immediately stuck a finger into the tight hole. Chase let out a yelp.
Fucking the finger in and out a couple times, Randy added some more spit
and stuck two fingers into the hole.  He was way too hot to wait any
longer, and lifting the legs up on his shoulders, he aimed his eight inches
at the tight hole and pushed.

Jamie and Landon were setting back on their heels watching in awe, until
Randy yelled at them.  "Get on his body.  Now" he ordered.  Landon got on a
stupendous bicep while Jason got on the massive chest and both started
licking and kissing the massive muscles on this demigod.

Randy pushed the head of his cock into the tight ass.

"Randy, Randy" Chase gasped.  "Easy, easy.  I'm not used to this.  Take it
easy."

Randy hesitated for ten or fifteen seconds and then pushed some more.
Chase let out a moan and a gasp.  "Jesus Randy" he gasped.  "You're so
big."

That brought a big smile from Randy.  Chase's ass felt super tight, partly
because his spinster muscles were as powerful as the rest of his muscles,
and partly because Randy hadn't loosen him up enough.  But Randy was
determined and he pushed harder and got another inch or so into the ass.

"Jesus Randy" Chase moaned.  "What the fuck you sticking in me.  Feels like
a god damn telephone pole."

"Feels good to me Wade" Randy grunted.  "Almost there" he lied.  "Alnost
all the way in."  Randy then pushed very hard and over half of his cock
slid into the tight, tight hole.  Chase really let out a wail.  This time
Randy waited to give Chase a chance to adjust.  He watched Jason and Landon
worshiping him for almost a whole minute before he pushed very hard again,
and kept pushing until he was in all the way to the hilt.  Lying down on
top of Chase with his cock in tight and pushing Jason out of the way, he
started kissing him.  Rising up slightly, Randy spit a wad of saliva into
Chase's mouth and then kissed him some more.

Chase felt a hot flash of excitement shoot through his body.  Getting
fucked and spit on was unbelievably exciting.  This was already turning out
to be the most breathtaking sexual experience that he had ever had.  He was
totally hot.

Finally Randy started moving.  He raised his head breaking the kiss and
started to fuck.  All the way out to the tip, and then all the way back
into the tight hole.  He kept going slowly at first.  He had just cum a few
minutes before so he thought he could hold out.  Beside, he kept his eyes
closed so he would not see the incredible muscle man under him.  If he
looked, he saw Wade.  And if he saw Wade, his cock went crazy.

Jason and Landon were both sitting back on their heels watching and slowly
jerking off their cocks.  Both were so hot at the sight of these two muscle
studs dripping with sweat, their muscles gleaming, and grunting loudly,
that they could have cum in seconds if they had allowed it.  As much as
they both loved and venerated Randy, they were astonished that he had
subjugated this incredibly gorgeous demigod.

Randy was really going to town now, and for Chase it was finally beginning
to feel good and almost comfortable.  Randy, however, could not stop
himself from looking, and finally opened his eyes so he could see the
amazing muscle god he was fucking.

Hell, it was Wade all over again, and he felt his cock start to reach it's
peak.  Trying to hold on, he gasped at Chase: "Jerk it babe.  Com'on do it.
Cum for me babe."

Chase was hotter than hell and it didn't take more than half a dozen jerks
on his cock and he was cuming.  Randy was right on the edge so he let it
go.  Landon and Jason saw them start cuming, and after only a few jerks
they started shooting as well.  Four gorgeous muscle men and boys all
shooting their jism, all at the same time.

After a couple minutes, Randy gently pulled his cock out of Chase's ass,
sat on the floor, and lay down on his back.  Landon and Jason, both sitting
on their heels after shooting their loads, just waited for Randy and Chase
to recover.  Neither Randy nor Chase moved for about ten minutes.

Finally, Randy got up on his elbows.  "Com'er boys.  Get on my cock, both
of you" he ordered.  They got on their knees on each side of him, and
bending down started licking his cock.  "Lick it clean" he ordered.  "And I
want to see you tonguing each other as you go."  The boys busily licked
Randy's cock, and as much as they despised each other, licked each others
tongues as they went.  "Hey Chase" Randy called.  "Ever get you cock sucked
by two guys at the same time?" he asked.  Chase finally sat up on the bench
and looked at the action at Randy's crotch.  "How about having two cute
muscle boys going down on you at the same time?  Pretty cool heh."  Randy
knew he was showing off, but he couldn't help it; it felt so good.  He'd
already dominated Chase, but he also wanted him to be impressed with his
power and control.

"Alright boys" Randy said.  "It looks like Chase got his cum all over that
washboard stomach of his.  Go take care of it.  Lay down Chase" Randy
ordered.  "Lay down so they can clean you up."  The boys got busy licking
Chase's stomach and crotch.  Still on his elbows, Randy just watched for a
while.

And, as to be expected, when being worshiped by two beautiful muscle boys
Chase started getting hard.  "Okay boys" Randy ordered.  "Take turns, but
make him cum. And I want to see you tonguing each other."  Showing perfect
obedience, Landon and Jason started working on Chase's cock.  They had done
this several times for Randy so they were well trained on both of them
sucking a cock at the same time.  As per Randy's orders, this time they
particularly made sure that they tangled tongues regularly as they worked
to get Chase hot.  Chase loved seeing the two pretty young boys working his
cock, and the feeling was marvelous.  They were very talented and obviously
knew what they were doing.  Chase had just cum and he knew he could hold
out for a while now, so he just lay their savoring the heavenly feeling of
their worship.  What brought him to the peak was feeling two tongues
teasing the tip of his circumcised cock at the same time.  When he opened
his eyes to look, the saw they were kissing each other with the tip of his
cock in both their mouths.  It was so erotic that the hot surge shot
through him and he started to cum.

When Randy heard Chase begin to moan, he quickly got up and grabbed both
boy's by the hair and held them there as Chase started shooting.  The first
shot went into their mouths, and then pushing their heads cheek to cheek,
Randy watched as the additional shots splashed into both their faces.  It
was incredibly hot, and Randy felt a stirring in his cock as he watched.

Once Chase seemed to be cooling down, Randy turned Landon's and Jason's
heads so they were facing each other and said: "Go ahead and lick it up.
Take turns, but I want to see you lick every bit if it up."  Both boys
sighed in frustration as they started obeying Randy's orders.  Landon
wanted to bite Jason, not lick him, but the thought of facing Randy's wrath
was truly frightening.  Jason felt much the same, but they both did what
they were told and licked the cum off each others faces.

Chase finally sat up.  "Randy.  I have just had three of the most exciting
ejaculations of my entire life.  You are incredible" he said.

Randy got up, grabbed Chase by the hand and pulled him to his feet, and
gave him a big kiss.  "Thank you Chase.  It was great for me as well.  I
hope we can do this again some time soon."

gladiatorkid@hotmail.com December 2009


Worthy of Worship - Chapter Summary

Chapter 1.  Muscle God Wade picks up muscle boy Randy, takes him to his van
and turns him into a worshiping slave.

Chapter 2.  Muscle Master Wade puts his beautiful slave boy Jamie through a
session of worshiping his feet, his ass, and his cock.

Chapter 3.  Sexy muscle boy Randy comes to Wade's house, gives him a shower
and continues being trained to be a slave.  Jamie joins them and there is
jealousy between the boys.  They all pose, showing their beautiful bodies,
and the boys worship Wade's muscles and his cock and his ass.  Jamie blows
Wade and Wade fucks Randy.

Chapter 4.  Becoming Friends.  Randy enters Jamie's house, dominates him,
and forces him to worship and blow him.

Chapter 5. -- Workout Buddies.
 Randy starts training his muscular workout partner Jason to be his sex
slave.  They visit Jamie and both boys worship Randy.

Chapter 6 -- Over Confidence.  Randy's self confidence goes to his head and
he is severely punished by Wade.  Wade gets a blow job.  Randy poses for
his Master.  Randy climbs on and fucks himself on Wade's cock.

Chapter 7 -- Collared Continuation of chapter 6.  Randy oils Wade's
muscles, then his own.  Jamie joins them and Wade puts slave collars on
them.  Randy dominates Jamie putting on a show for Wade's pleasure.  Wade
gets hot and fucks Randy while Randy fucks Jamie.

Chapter 8 -- Caught in the Act

Randy gets a blow job from Jason in the high school bathroom.  Wrestling
buddy Jack sees them and tells his best friend: beautiful boy Landon.
Randy gets angry and as punishment pisses all over Jack, and then makes
Landon blow him while Jason watches.

Chapter 9 -- Kissing Cousins

Randy gets stoned and has an all afternoon blow job from Landon.  Randy's
parents go on a trip and leave him home with his abusive older cousin
Steve.  Randy gets his revenge by beating Steve up and fucking him.  Then
he starts training Steve to be his slave.  Jason gets blown by Steve as
Randy fucks Landon.