Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 14:32:15 -0500
From: Ryan Herman <hermanator321@hotmail.com>
Subject: Counselor Justin 3

Justin laid awake for what felt like hours just running through
the events of that night again and again trying to piece together some
understanding of what had just happened to him. It didn't make sense. Yesterday
he was a confident, ripped stud who could have had his way with any bitch on
the planet and yet within hours, he had been reduced to a whimpering, moaning
faggot as his young campers violated his ass. Somehow he managed to find some
peace and doze off during the night as his chiseled body lay tied to the bed,
arms above his head, bruised pucker swollen and exposed for the world to see. Unfortunately
for Justin, his troublesome campers woke up bright and early before him, ready
for a new day of torture.


 "LOOK at IT!" yelled
Henry as he pointed towards Justin's quivering hole, "It's so puffy!" Henry ran
his finger down Justin's thighs all the way to his puckered opening, gently
circling the swollen lips of the hole. They had certainly put it through hell
the night prior. Until the night before, Justin's hole had remained tight and
untouched, those days were long gone as Henry toyed with the gaping opening. He
gently rubbed his finger along the bruised lips. Leaning forward, Henry stuck
of his tongue and smoothly tickled the quivering hole. He gently nibbled on the
bruised lips, pressing his teeth into the swollen flesh ever so lightly.
Justin, still passed out from exhaustion from the night before, began to stir
in his sleep as Henry toyed with his battered hole. As Henry circled closer and
closer to the opening with his tongue, he heard a slight moan escape from
Justin's mouth. Laughing to himself, Henry returned his finger to the moist,
puffy quim and worked it in circular motions, slowly pressed his away inside.
Justin's gaping hole made it easy for the finger to slip inside. Once inside,
Henry wiggled his finger around the soft walls of Justin's ass, searching for
that sweet spot. And then he hit it.


"MMMMMMMMMMMMHH!!!!!" Justin shot up from slumber as he felt
the finger hit his prostate. He quickly looked around and realized that the
night before wasn't just some horrible nightmare. He was still tied to the bed
and had a camper working him out like a little bitch. And to top it all off,
Justin looked down and saw that his cock was rock solid and dripping precum.


"Oh hey buff boy, I guess I hit your slut switch." laughed
Henry as he once again ran his finger across the little nub. Justin let out a
whimper as he thrashed back and forth in his bonds as Henry began to make
circles with finger directly on Justin's clit. Wave after wave of pleasure hit
Justin full force as he  slunk back
against the bed, letting himself be reduced to a moaning whore by some middle
school punk.


"Want me to stop playing with your pussy stud?" smiled Henry
while his finger worked its magic. Justin opened his mouth to reject the offer
but all that came out was a series of low guttural moans. Henry took this
defeat as a motivation to push Justin harder, picking up the pace of his
finger, roughly brushing the pulsing bud. Justin's mind was a total mess. Every
brush against his prostate sent jolts of electricity through his body, leaving
him a blabbering mess. All Justin could think about was blowing his load as his
cock stood painfully erect, oozing out precum and just waiting to explode.


"PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T STOP!" let out Justin as he through
his head back in ecstasy. It was all he could say, it was all he could think.
He was humiliated watching this younger punk kid work him like a whore, but he
didn't care, he needed to get off.


"That's right buff boy, just embrace the new you." smiled
Henry, "All those years pretending to be a big tough jock must have been
exhausting." Justin felt a second finger enter his gaping chute, then a third.
Nothing in Justin's previous 17 years of life had prepared him for the feeling
of Henry's three fingers working his clit at the same time. Working in concert,
the three fingers danced along Justin's nub, prodding and teasing it, Henry
laughed. "But all you ever really wanted was for someone to come along and play
with this pussy right jock boy?" Justin was beyond overwhelmed at this point.
He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, drool began to freely spew from his mouth
while Justin whimpered uncontrollably. He couldn't take it anymore, his cock
was pulsing hard and coated with precum at this point. He felt himself
approaching the brink of explosion as his whimpers turned into guttural moans,
each one louder than the rest.


"OH! OH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Justin screamed
out as the three fingers gave one last dance to the pulsing bud, sending the
last needed jolt to his cock. Justin hit total ecstasy as his cock erupted,
sending cum flying in every direction, coating Justin's abs, chest and face.

"There ya go stud" smiled Henry as he withdrew the three
fingers from the gaping hole with a POP. Henry took his fingers and ran them
over Justin's ripped abs, covering them with cum before they reached Justin's
face. Without a word needing to be said, Henry shoved the three fingers into
Justin's mouth, forcing him to taste the combination of ass juice and cum.
Justin was still gone at this point and sucked the fingers into his mouth, passionately
rubbing his tongue across every surface of the fingers, making sure he got
everything. Henry removed his fingers from Justin's mouth and took a good luck
at his conquest. This once proud, ripped, muscle stud had just blown his load to
the sound of Henry working his clit, and he BEGGED for it.
"You know, when I first got here, I thought you were so
cool." Henry said as he shook his head, "All of us talked about wanting to be
you." Henry took another look down Justin's meaty thighs at his pussy. The
pulsing hole looked damaged beyond use. Henry sat himself down at eye level
with the hole, watching as the chute tried to close, only to wink back open. "But
now I see what you really are, a slave whore to cock, you just can't get enough
of it can you?"


The camp horn sounded in the distance, signaling that it was
time for campers and counselors to go to their assigned activities. Henry
sighed and quickly untied the ropes that bound Justin. Justin didn't even move,
he was still trying to find some piece of mind to bring him back to reality.
That piece of mind came in the form of a hard backhand from Henry to the face.


"Hey, jock boy you have to go watch the waterfront,
remember?" spit Henry, "Or did my fingers on your pussy clit leave take
whatever remaining brainpower you had in that dumbass head of yours." Justin
snapped back to reality and got out of bed. Spending the prior 12 hours tied to
the bed being fucked senseless had rendered his legs almost useless. As he
walked towards his closet he could feel the skin of his ass lips puffing out of
his hole. Justin would normally show up at waterfront with nothing but a small
bathing suit. He loved working at the beach because he got to show off his
smoking hot body. He knew that everyone, boys and girls, campers and
counselors, would watch as he bent over to see the shape of ass exposed in the tight
bathing suit. Sometimes he would roll up the suit even more so that high meaty
muscle thighs were on full display. Feeling exposed and violated from his
encounters over the past 15 hours, Justin instead decided to put on a tight
white muscle shirt, a tight pair of boxer briefs and a pair of colorful board
shorts.


Justin walked his way down to the water, each step sending a
slight wave of pain and arousal to his gaping chute as his pucker continuously winked
open and close. None of his four campers were in his waterfront activity group
so at the very least he would get a break from them. He also would have the
time to think about his next course of actions. In his mind, the only way out
of this that Justin saw was to quit the job. Yeah, losing the money would suck
for him but he couldn't go through another night like the previous one. Justin
decided that as soon as he got the chance to speak to the head counselor, Max,
he would resign from the job and never have to see those vile punk campers ever
again.


Justin made his way towards the boathouse to get the
lifejackets for the campers that were in his activity group. As soon as he
opened the door, he saw Peter and Cam standing before him, wicked smiles
flashed across their face.


"Hey! Both of you are supposed to be with Danny in the
archery room." said Justin nervously. Peter and Cam approached him.

"Now why would we want to hang out with some plain jane like
Dan when we can play with a total stud like you." joked Cam as he ran his hand
across Justin's chest through his shirt, brushing against the sensitive pecs, "You
know, we talked to Henry earlier and he told us all about the up close and
personal time he had with that gaping hole of yours this morning."


"Ha yeah! He said that muscle pussy of yours will NEVER be
tight again, why don't you show us big boy?" said Peter as he maneuvered his
hand to the muscle bubble butt that was spilling out of the board shorts. Peter
violently pulled the shorts down, revealing half of Justin's ass. But that was
enough for the boys to see what they wanted to see as their counselor's puffy, swollen
pussy lips emerged from the tight muscle cheeks that tried to contain them.

"God I can't ever see myself getting sick of that sweet ass
muscle hole." joked Peter as he took a handful of Justin's muscle cheeks and
wiggled them around, "Good thing this little relationship isn't ending any time
soon."


"What are you sick fucks talking about?!" snapped back
Justin as he pushed the hands on his body away and pulled his shorts back up
his ass. He was through with letting these scrawny little shits push him
around.


"Well fag, you see, we have some rather interesting pictures
of you" responded Cam as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a bunch of
photos, "And trust me, these aren't the only ones." Justin looked down at the
photos in horror as he saw pictures of himself being filled with a huge dildo
with a clear look of pleasure on his face. In a fit of rage, Justin grabbed the
photos from Cam's hands and threw the kid against the wall. Just as he about to
knock his camper straight out, he heard a laugh from behind him.


"You know, I think this one is my favorite" smiled Peter as
he picked up the picture of Justin sucking on the dirty dildo that was in his
ass, "I think your girlfriend, Stella was her name right? I think she would
like this one too, don't you? She probably knows you're a total fag anyways, it's
obvious. Henry has all these pics on his phone and more just waiting to send
them out. I can't imagine he would be too pleased to hear about you roughing us
up." Horror swept over Justin's face as he realized just how fucked he was. He
said nothing to the boys as he paced back and forth trying to think of some
solution to this.

Cam got up off the ground and looked at his elbow to see
that it was bleeding. "You fucking faggot" shouted Cam, "I'm going to make that
pussy ass of yours pay for that shit big time jock fag." Cam walked over to
Justin and using all the force he could muster, extended his arm and punched
Justin right in crotch as hard as he could. Justin went down immediately,
grabbing his cock as he coughed hard into the ground. Cam winked at Peter, "I
think it's time we rocked this dumb slut."


"I think you're right dude" cackled Peter, "alright boys,
you can come in!" A dozen campers poured into the boathouse and surrounded
Justin on the floor. They all were boys and all of them looked like they around
Justin's campers' age, with a few maybe being a few years younger. Justin
pulled himself up off the ground and looked around in confusion.


"Thought we could increase your audience buff boy!" smiled
Cam, "All of these boys would love to see your pussy ass get fucked." Justin
couldn't believe what was happening. At least before there were only four
campers in on this, now another dozen was involved?! "So faggot, why don't you
put on a little show for us?"


"What are you talking about?" spat back Justin, trying to
maintain his authority in front of the new campers. Peter took out his phone
and began to type of a text.


"Listen big guy, I want that muscle ass of yours to put on a
show and strip for all of us" stated Peter firmly, "And I want you to get into
it, if you half ass it, I WILL text Henry and tell him to send the photos out,
and you best believe he'll do it." Justin sighed and looked at the audience of
12-14 year olds in front of him. All of them wickedly grinned as the big tough
muscle counselor began to thrust his hips.


"That's it fag" laughed Cam as he walked up to Justin and
pushed him into the crowd of campers. Immediately the campers began to rub
their hands all of Justin's ripped body. Justin tried to focus on anything
else, and continued to dance in the crowd of boys. The boys laughed and cheered
as the smoking hot counselor humiliated himself in front of them by shaking his
hips back and forth. Hands began to dig their way under Justin's shirt, one of
the campers didn't want to wait and pushed the shirt up to Justin's head,
revealing Justin's ripped abs and perky muscle tits. Dozens of hands began to
massage Justin's chest and within no time Justin was trying to maintain
composure and just dance while the campers pinched and pulled his pink muscle
tits. One of the campers squeezed one of Justin's nipples between his two
fingers and then roughly scratched the sensitive tip. Justin completely lost it
and began to moan uncontrollably right in the center of the campers.


"You like when we play with your muscle titties buff boy"
mocked Cam as he took Justin's horny sore nipple between his fingers and
pinched the sensitive tip. Justin let out a moan and just shook his head in
response, causing the campers to burst in laughter as their counselor whimpered
like a bunch while they played with his pecs. The constant nipple abuse
rendered Justin's tits erect and sore, making him even more sensitive. Justin
was once again rock hard. The campers decided that playing with Justin's horny
tips was just too overwhelming for the muscle stud and they wanted to see the
rest of show, so they let go of Justin's swollen, rock solid mantitties. Justin
regained composure and continued his dance in front of the campers. By now his
cock was fully erect and he was starting to really get turned on by the idea of
these campers playing with him. Justin felt the hands of a camper unzipping his
shorts and within seconds the campers clawed his shorts off his body and left
him dancing in nothing but a tight pair of boxer briefs.


"Holy shit, look at that muscle ass" shouted one of the
campers as Justin's ass jiggled back and forth as he danced. Hands immediately
began groping Justin's cock and ass through his underwear. Justin knew that it
was over at this point and that he might as well just go with the flow and try
to enjoy it. Justin grabbed the waistband of his underwear and quickly pulled
it down halfway, revealing a portion of his sweet ass before quickly pulling it
back up to the sound of groans from the campers. That was too much for them,
they couldn't wait any longer. Justin was quickly bent over and the campers
tore off his underwear, leaving him totally naked. All the campers stopped in
dead silence at the image of their hot muscle counselor naked and bent over,
exposing his used and abused muscle pussy to them. Fingers probed their way
inside the stud counselor. Justin's hole was stretched beyond repair at this point
and the boys took full advantage of that. Justin moaned as the fingers explored
the inside of his ass. It wasn't long before one of the fingers scraped his
prostate and Justin once again bolted up.


"What the fuck was that" questioned the guilty camper. "haha,
you hit his muscle clit dude" responded another. The campers looked around in
confusion, wanting to learn more. Justin's muscle body was thrown down onto his
back. His meaty thighs were hoisted above his head by two campers, leaving his
battered chute exposed for all to see. The fingers once again descended on
Justin's hole again, but this time they all had the mission to find Justin's
prostate. "I got it" shouted a camper as he rubbed his finger against Justin's
pulsing bud, making him moan in response. The other campers maneuvered their
fingers in that direction and soon enough, multiple fingers were rubbing,
flicking and pinching Justin's prostate.


"OHHHHH GOD!" screamed Justin, "PLEASE, KEEP GOING, RUB MY
CLIT!" Justin had totally given up resistance at this point. Justin whimpered
continuously as the multitude of fingers abused his little nub. It was sensory
overload for him as the middle schoolers laughed at the blubbering mess in
front of them that was once a proud muscle stud. They began to taunt him as he
moaned, calling him asswipe, a pussy, a faggot, pantywaist and a whore.
The more names they called him, the harder Justin became.


"Okay guys, let's switch this up a bit" announced Cam as he
walked over to Justin with his dick out in his hands. He put his cock within
inches of Justin's face. "Come on buff boy, kiss it"


Justin hesitated at first, he had never sucked a dick. The rest
of the campers and taunted him and one of them grabbed Justin by the hair and
shoved his face closer so that his lips were pressed against the velvety head
of Cam's cock.


"Come on faggot, plant your big fag lips on my dick"
commanded Cam, "Remember the pics?" That was all Justin needed to hear. He
reluctantly leaned his face forward and planted his lips right on Cam's cock.
Justin moved his lips up and down Cam's cock. His stud lips planted kisses all
the way down to the base and back up to the head. Cam grabbed Justin's hair and
forced Justin to open his stud lips and take Cam's cock into his mouth.


"Yeah, that's right buff boy. Suck on that dick like a
lollipop" laughed Cam as he watched his muscle stud counselor engulf his dick.
The rest of the campers continued to throw humiliating comments while Justin
went down on his younger camper.


"Take it all the way big boy!" shouted a camper.


"This big muscle faggot can't get of cock can he?" laughed
another.


`Oh god buff boy, keep suckin that cock" moaned Cam, "Ughhhhhh
yeah, that's it, rub your stud tongue under the head, ohhhhh fuckkk." Justin
bobbed his head up and down on Cam's dick. He took the dick out of his mouth and
circle his tongue around the head of his camper's cock.
"Open up those pretty stud lips jock boy" ordered Cam, "You
love it don't you, being treated like the muscle cum dumpster you are?"


"Yesssss" moaned Justin as he went down on Cam's cock.


The rest of the campers laughed at his response. "Wow, he
even admits that he's just a jock whore."


"It was obvious from the beginning" smiled Cam, "Ever since I
first saw this dumb fuck I knew that he was a total fag. He walked around
thinking he was all tough with his muscles, but this is his natural position,
begging for cock from younger, weaker boys. Now put those fag lips back on my
cock!"

Cam wanted to see how far Justin could go so he
grabbed the back of Justin's head and forced his cock all the way down his
throat.

"GURGGGLFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF" gagged Justin as he choked on the cock in his mouth. The campers laughed as Cam continued to force fuck the back of Justin's throat. Saliva was everywhere as the muscle stud gagged and choked on his camper's cock.
"Ha, buff boy is actually deep throating you, he's even more of a fag than I
thought!" laughed one of the campers.

"Ughhhhh, that tight muscle throat feels great on my
cock bitch." grunted Cam as he pushed cock as far as it would go down his stud
counselor's throat. The tight walls of Justin's throat began to take their toll
on Cam's cock as he approached eruption. Justin tightened his lips and made an "O"
with his mouth as he allowed his punk camper to brutally facefuck the shit out
of him.



"Aw fuck! Fuck, I'm coming! Take my load, you muscle faggot!" Cam
shouted as he blew his load in Justin's throat, "Swallow it all buff boy!"
Justin obeyed the humiliating order and took the entire load down his throat.
Cam pulled his dick out of Justin's lips with a POP and cockslapped the
kneeling muscle stud.



"You're a natural buff boy"
complimented Cam to Justin's complete humiliation, "Now, I've been rather
selfish, he's all yours boys." The rest of the campers pulled out their dicks
and approached the humiliated stud counselor.



To be continued...