Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 12:27:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: PhinnyGene <PhinnyGene@aol.com>
Subject: Stud Cop on Campus - Chapter 3

Stud Cop on Campus - Chapter 3 (College)
By PhinnyGene@aol.com

I know, I know, you've all been anxiously awaiting the release of Chapter
3.  Well it's finally here!  I just want to apologize to everyone -- I
recently moved to a new city to start an internship, so I've been
incredibly busy.  You will be very happy to know that I have written a
shitload of stuff for future chapters, and Chapter 4 should (conceivably)
be ready within the next few weeks. Again, your letters and notes really
gave me the motivation to write -- keep them coming!  I love getting
questions, comments, and suggestions.  Like I said before, I only write as
long as I know there are people out there loving the series!  One quick
note -- this particular chapter contains some authoritarian themes that may
not be some readers' cup of tea.  But I really think most people will still
enjoy it immensely.

If you haven't already, check out my earlier series "War Story" in Nifty's
Military section.  I will eventually continue with those adventures, but my
main focus now is on "Stud Cop."  I have also written a new story entitled
"Vic the Dick" which is contained in Nifty's High School section.

PhinnyGene@aol.com

Recap:

At the end of Chapter 2, 18-year-old college freshman Josh Young had just
been royally fucked by a hunky junior baseball frat jock only to find
himself thrown out like a piece of trash as soon as the copulation ended.
The young twink, who had previously asked his 36-year-old topstud police
officer boyfriend for a break, reconsiders his request.



     "Armando?  Hello?  It's... it's Josh."

     The big cop could hear the pain in his little boy's quavering voice.
He was at his desk in the station, finishing up the last of his paperwork
when the phone rang.

     "Yes?  Josh?  What's the matter?  Are you all right?"

      "It's... I'm... I'm fine, everything's all right... Well, no it
isn't."

      "You're not hurt are you?!"

      "No, no.  I'm ok.  I just... want to talk to you.  I really made a
stupid mistake tonight.  Can you come over, please?  I just want to see
you."

      "I can be over in fifteen.  Are you going to be all right until
then?"

      "Yeah.  I'll be in my room."

      "Ok, baby.  Don't worry, Mando's on his way."

      Sixteen minutes later, Mando was sitting at Josh's desk as the
teenager repeated, in vivid detail, the events that had transpired earlier
that evening.

     When Josh finally finished his story, the blonde was in tears and
Mando's cock strained forward like an enormous pole of wrought iron.  A
mixture of lust and rage filled the older man's body.  The fuck Josh had
just been thrown was hot as hell, but that jock asshole had hurt his little
boy, had made him cry.  This cocky-ass baseball jock was going to pay.
Struttin' around, seducing innocent young boys and then throwing them away.
This punk needed to get pegged down a notch.  Mando had experience with
that type.  He knew how they really were, what they really needed.  Yeah,
he'd get back at this boy.  And Josh was gonna be there to watch it
happen. God, Josh looked so fucking hot right then -- all pouty and
remorseful, standing there naked except for his super-tight little white
briefs.  God, that smooth, boyish little body looked abso-fucking-lutely
delicious right then. That plump little bubblebutt all wrapped up in the
tight, straining material, begging to be released, yearning to be plowed.

     "It's ok, honey.  Just let it out, everything's gonna be all right.
Come here, honey, get in Daddy's lap."

     The slim teenage boy wiped away the tears that had collected in his
bright green eyes, lifting his head to look at his lover.  Mando's
handsome, goateed face was smiling benevolently back at him.  Josh's heart
fluttered as he took in the raw, masculine beauty of the older man sitting
across the room from him.  Mando was wearing his crisp, immaculate blue
police uniform; his silver badge shining in the dim light of the room.  His
arms were enormously bulging logs, the huge muscles standing out in armored
swells against his short sleeved shirt, his sculpted forearms covered with
rich black hair.  He was the epitome of raw authority and dominance.  And
as the boy's gaze made its way down the huge male's uniformed body, the
little teen's breath caught in his throat.  The cop's thick black belt was
still buckled tightly; however, sometime during the blonde's pornographic
story, the man had apparently unzipped his fly to allow his massive
genitals some breathing space.  There, exploding outward from the cop's
navy-blue clad groin like a gigantic redwood was the monumental, towering
crimson donkey dong that the boy loved with all his heart.  God, it was so
beautiful, so powerful, so mouth-wateringly enormous.  How could he ever
have thought another man's penis could bring him as much joy as this
monstrous assbasher?  Ben's prick was tiny, a little boy dick, when
compared with Mando's grown-man's behemoth.  It was pulsating, dripping,
emanating searing heat and brute strength.  The topstud's furry,
balloon-like testicles poured out of the open fly, their immense mass
drooping down to the chair beneath them.  Billows of kinky black hair burst
out of the open zipper, surrounding the 36-year-old's awesome studmeat.

     "Come on sweetie... Daddy'll make it all better." Mando's large finger
beckoned him forward.

     Hypnotized, Josh rose and strode towards the lecherously grinning man,
shedding his tight white underpants as he crossed the room, his tight,
round little fanny eagerly exposed to his older cop boyfriend.  The
officer's heavy-lidded eyes were drinking in the perfect teenage body
gluttonously, every sensuous, gorgeous inch of it.  The slenderness, the
paleness, the sweetness, the smoothness were incomparable in their boyish
beauty.  The macho police lieutenant flexed his cock, causing it to swell,
jerk, and drip, anticipating the feel of what it loved best: hot, moist,
fresh 18-year-old boypussy.

     The hungry blonde teenager couldn't help but be drawn, lured to that
experienced, rugged, merciless mandong.  His lover's hungry eyes continued
to devour him as Josh ran his small hands across his smooth, white
swimmer's body, caressing the sweet flesh that would soon be in his lovers
tremendous, hairy arms.  The boy shuddered as he felt Mando's huge, rough
hands reach forward and grasp his tiny waist.  Little Josh was lifted
effortlessly and raised high above the man's turgid, throbbing genitals.
The small college boy gasped as his enormous musclebound boyfriend began to
skewer mercilessly into his loosened ass, pre-lubed by the jock no less
than an hour before.  A shrill cry tore from Josh's chest.  He arched his
smooth pale back and closed his eyes, whimpering, relishing as Mando slowly
lowered him down, inch by inch, the massive girth stretching him, making
him feel so full, so much fuller than when Ben had fucked him.

     Oh yes, the Itali-Rican stud cop thought to himself, this athlete had
been big, very big.  His gargantuan cock snuck effortlessly into the damp,
blonde boycunt that had just been fucked raw by the 21-year-old frat jock.
As Mando's final, ass-punishing inch skewered the little teen deeply, the
man once again felt the rubbery tightness that characterized the
virgin-tight orifice.  This, as well as the kid's sudden, gut-wrenching
scream and bulging eyes, told him all he needed to know.  His tool was the
victor.  It always was.  He flexed the thick salami as it hit bottom in the
tiny hole, chuckling softly as his boy howled in pleasure/pain.

      "AAAAARRGHHHHHH!!!!" The twinky blonde screamed as Mando's bullprick
fucked deep into his innocent boyslot as though he had been mortally
speared.  A searing, hugely thick drill was cramming so far, so very far,
so much further than Ben, pushing his internal organs too high with it's
tremendous bulk.

      "Oh Mando!  Mando!  Oh God! Oh! Oh!"  Josh cried as the man began
chewing on his shoulders, laving at his neck, licking all across his face
and lips.  Mando's goatee and stubble scratched him, the rough
ministrations turning his snow-white skin a deep pink.  Josh buried his
face into the crook of Mando's bull neck and began to suckle, reveling in
the salty, musky taste of the man's sweaty skin.  The stud's strong grasp
squeezed at his hips, lifting him up and down, up and down, using his anus
as a personal masturbation tool.  Involuntary groans and sobs poured from
Josh's throat as over and over again he was pounded into the man's muscular
lap.  Josh reveled in the husky grunts and ragged breaths that poured forth
from the man who was fucking him so deeply.  The gorgeous muscletop's
grossly swollen, black-furred scrotal sack bulged obscenely from between
his silky smooth asscheeks, their enormous heft slapping and flopping on
the wooden chair beneath them. Emotions flooded through the lust-crazed
twink.  Mando was so good to him, forgave him for what he had done, still
loved him and cared for him even though he had just been fucked by another
man.  Mando would never treat him the way Ben had.  Mando shared his anger
for this jerk athlete.  Mando understood his pain and knew how to take it
away.  This man fucked him so magnificently, knew every intimate spot and
every maneuver to make him explode like a rocket.  The sweet little teen's
quivering breaths came very fast, he was crying as the man's huge arms
hugged him tight and the man's tremendous cock drove itself further and
further into his rectum.

      "Oh Mando!  Oh, I was so stupid!  I love you so much!  Oh, fuck me!
Fuck me!" Josh babbled as he raised his head to look into his lover's dark
brown eyes.  "Mando, I'm sorry for leaving you.  I want you always to be
there for me.  I should have asked you to be with meĽ I still want more
experience, but I want you to be there when I'm fucked by other men.  I
want to share my experiences with you.  I want you to be there to guide me
and take care of me.  I want to make you happy.  Please let me make you
happy.  I can meet guys here at school and share them with you.  It will be
so wonderful, you will be right there with me as my ass is screwed by so
many different cocks.  Oh God I love you!"

      Mando's prick swelled at Josh's suggestion.  He would never cheat on
the boy he loved, but in all honesty, the thought of sharing Josh with
countless gorgeous young college boys turned him on immensely.  He and Josh
would be quite a team -- with their looks, they would have no trouble
reeling in all sorts of hot college meat.  He had never brought up the
suggestion of a threesome with Josh before, fearing that it would offend
the boy, but now that Josh himself brought up the idea, a new world was
opened up to them.  Mando was certain that probably every gay or bi dude on
campus wanted to share Josh's bed... and he couldn't wait for Josh to bring
all those young guys home for him to personally bone.  Hell, he himself had
plenty of hot and horny top men friends who he wouldn't mind seeing pork
his little baby.  This was going to be a very hot situation, indeed.

     "I like that idea, honey." Mando whispered softly as he nibbled on
Josh's earlobe.  The handsome cop leaned back and looked in the boy's misty
green eyes. "Maybe I can introduce you to some of my friends, too.  Would
you like that, sweetie?"



     "Uh huh." The pouting boy answered as he rode up and down on the
massive rammer, leaning forward to kiss Mando on his stubbled cheek.

     "But first things first, baby.  We need to figure out what to do about
this fuckin' asshole who disrespected you, honey.  Right?"

     "Right." Josh gasped, feeling Mando's humongous erection begin to
plunge faster and harder into his bottom.  A deep, macho grunt came from
the man's brawny bullchest as he pulled the boy's jack-knifed knees down
through and under the chair arms so that Josh's smooth-muscled little legs
could dangle, his cushiony little rump riding more comfortable on the
stud's big crotch.

     "`Cause when someone disrespects my baby, they disrespect me, too.
And no one disrespects Armando Perez and gets away with it."

     "Arggggghhhhh!!!  Ughhhhhhh!!!" Josh groaned as he felt the man's
fingers dig tightly, painfully into his waist, the monstrous donkey dick
driving, smashing, sawing in and out of his bouncing bubble butt.  Josh's
fingers rubbed across the big cop's uniformed back and shoulders, feeling
the corded, bulging muscles harden and flex beneath the coarse material.

     "Yeah, Josh honey, this motherfucker is going to pay.  Thinks he's
such a goddamned hot stud, does he?  Well we're gonna make this top boy
into our little pussy bitch, aren't we, honey?  AREN'T WE?!"

     Josh was gurgling, gasping as the giant stud jackhammered into him,
pounding his ass savagely, angrily.  Heavy cords stood out from the
muscular top's neck, his teeth bared, his eyes filled with fire.

     "YEAH BABY!  UGH!  UGH!  UGH!  GONNA MASTER THIS BASTARD'S COCKY ASS!
MOTHERFUCKIN' LITTLE COLLEGE JOCKBOY THINKS HE CAN USE MY BOY AND NOT HAVE
TO DEAL WITH ME!?  JUST FUCKS YOUR HOT LITTLE ASS AND KICKS YOU OUT THE
DOOR?!  I DON'T FUCKIN' THINK SO!!!

     Josh was screaming now, his vision was blurred as he shook in the
man's flexed arms.  He flopped like a ragdoll in the infuriated top's
grasp.  Mando's huge hand reached up and grabbed his chin.  The man roughly
yanked his head up and he was now face-to-face with the glaring eyes of the
gorgeous dark stud.

     "Look at me, Josh. You learned a lesson didn't you?  Didn't you, baby?
Huh?"

     Tears of joy filled young Josh's eyes.

      "OH!  Ugh!  Mando!  Oh God!  Oh God your cock is so much bigger!
Ugh!  Oh God I love you!  Oh God fuck me!  Fuck me so good!  Fuck your
little boy!"

      "Yeah, that's right." Mando growled as he plowed even harder into the
wailing teen bottom.  "You learned an important lesson tonight, honey.  You
learned all about cock size.  You learned all about stamina.  You learned
all about real men.  You learned that no fuckin' amateur top wannabe can
FUCK YOU LIKE YOUR DADDY!!"

     The crazed coptop growed like a beast, catching the teenager's
smoothly rounded buns in the palms of his enormous hands, their fleshy mass
fitting perfectly into the cup of his grasp, lifting the boy up, up
numerous ass-shattering, corded inches of slimy copcock, until only the
unthinkably massive mushroom head of his drumming prick was still buried
inside the tightly gripping asswalls.  Mando's handsome head looked down so
that he could see his majestic boyrammer as it popped almost completely out
of the squirmy teenhole, his fiery, wide-open eyes lustfully delighting in
the obscene view.

     Mando's huge hand moved to the back of the boy's blonde head and
pulled him into a messy, hungry, violent liplock, letting his slim college
lover plummet to ecstatic, violent bliss.

     And with that, at the exact same moment, both man and boy violently
erupted, heavy jets of semen launching impossibly deep up the kid's tiny
asschute and all over the front of the stud's police uniform, the pearly
white boysperm standing out sharply against the navy blue material.  Their
mingled howls of satisfaction echoing in each others' ears.

     That evening, Mando screwed his boy three more times.  And with every
one of Josh's shrieking, shuddering orgasms, the stud cop proved to his
baby that when it came to fucking, he was the king.

***

BAM!  BAM!  BAM!

     A huge fist banged on the door to the college dorm room.  Photos of
drunken frat boys in various states of undress covered the surface, all
surrounding a large, colorful posterboard sign reading "BEN SWAGGART --
SOCIAL CHAIR -- SIGMA CHI."

     Heavy footsteps clomped from inside the room.  Behind the wooden door,
a deep voice shouted out.

     "Yeah, baby, was expectin' you.  I just got off a' practice.  I'm real
horny, you better believe it.  Shit dude, I haven't even taken a shower
yet, hope you don't mind, I'm pretty funky ha ha!  I'll `freshen up' a
little in the bathroom.  Come on in, I'll be out in a sec."

      The powerfully built cop didn't hesitate -- Armando Perez sauntered
right in like he owned the place, slamming the heavy door behind him.  A
quick glance of the room made it clear that this young stud was expecting
some action that afternoon -- a bottle of Astroglide and a box of Magnums
rested prominently on the nightstand.  Dildos, buttplugs, and an assortment
of other asstoys of various size and shape rested at the foot of the bed.
Most interestingly, a video camera, mounted on a tripod, stood with its
lens focused on the unmade bed.  And just as Josh had told him, Mando
caught sight of a large bong and a bag of marijuana foolishly lying right
out in the open on the fratboy's desk.

      Ben's illegal penchant for getting high went along perfectly with the
authoritative cop's plan, and he smiled as he realized that this would be
like shooting fish in a barrel.  However, Mando couldn't help but divert
his attention back to the video camera that was sitting next to the
21-year-old's bed.  It didn't take a genius to figure out what the young
stud was taping.  Mando looked over to the jock's veritable entertainment
center which stood on the opposite side of the room.  Piles and piles of
blank tapes surrounded the expensive electronic equipment, each with it's
own neat white label.  The police lieutenant tentatively approached the set
and turned it on, his finger automatically reaching out to press the "play"
button on the VCR.

     The steamy sight that appeared on the screen immediately caught the
big man's attention, yet it certainly didn't surprise him.  Armando finally
caught his first glimpse of the college baseball star who had fucked his
teenage lover.  Well, more accurately, he saw the college jock's muscular,
sweating back and the young man's powerful buttocks rising and falling in
rough, jackhammer strokes.  The video showed a big, burly young stud
wearing nothing but a baseball cap as he thoroughly fucked into a slim,
tautly muscular hispanic youth lying beneath him.  Armando judged the
strikingly handsome latino boy to be about the same age as the fucker --
about 20 or 21.  The dark-skinned boy was blessed with a smooth, tight
body, and his lean muscles bulged under his sweating copper skin.  His
surprisingly muscular and rather hairy legs were wrapped tightly around the
big jock's waist.  Urging to be fucked deeper and harder, the athletic
latino kicked his calloused heels into the rutting male ass like an
Argentinian roughrider spurring on his loyal stallion.  Mando was struck by
the unbelievable flawlessness of the golden-brown flesh of the latino's ass
-- but this was no bubble butt -- this was the sculpted, muscle-packed rump
of a prize athlete who spent hours working that rear.  It was simply
exquisite.  Mando's straining erection longed to feel the tight, sinewy
grip of that culo perfecto.  The young bottom's gorgeous face was a mixture
of joy and pain, his beautiful brown eyes alternating between bulging
disbelief and tightly-closed bliss.  His jet black hair was somewhat long
and loose, falling over his sweaty forehead and flying across the pillow as
he tossed his head back and forth amidst heavy groans and breathy Spanish
curses.  His slim, chiseled chest was heaving, and it appeared that the
young man fucking him was quite fond of biting and sucking on his
beautiful, deeply dark brown, half-dollar sized nipples.  Occasionally,
during the copulating thrusts, Mando caught brief glimpses of the young
man's slim, uncut 6-inch erection pressed hard and dripping against his
chiseled brown abs.  A pair of nylon athletic shorts casually lay next to
the wildly mating boys.



     While this sight alone was erotic enough, the next event was even
nastier.  In addition to the hot couple fucking on the bed, an attractive
brunette college-aged male suddenly appeared, leaning over to bury his face
into the jock top's hairy, musky asscrack.  This kid appeared also to be
the same age as the other two, and possessed a build strikingly similar to
the hispanic boy currently in the process of being royally reamed.  The
third member of the steamy college jock menage looked to be the
"All-American" type -- boyish features but with an extremely
well-developed, athletic jockbod -- the sort of hot young heartbreaker that
made teenage girls wet.  But it was quite clear that this lady killer
preferred cock.  The young guy's light brown hair was parted down the
middle and his smooth, lightly-tanned flesh glistened in the dim light of
the dorm room.  His phenomenal athlete's ass was an exact replica of the
latino's, but obviously in a shade much paler.  Unlike his friend, this
young man was half-clothed, wearing a shirt with brightly-colored vertical
stripes.  It was now plain to Armando why the two stunning young men had
such similar, hot, slim-n-tight athletic builds and extraordinary asses --
both young jocks were quite obviously on the school's championship soccer
team.

     As if the strapping twenty-one year-old top on the video were reading
Mando's mind, the young man turned around to ogle the hot dude eating out
his butt and began to speak.

     "Yeah, that's right, baby!  Mmmmm!  Eat out a real man's ass, you
fuckin' soccer fag!  Aw yeah!  You fuckin' pansies need a real man to take
care of you!  None of your fuckin' sorry-ass teammates can even give one of
you the boning you gotta have -- but ol' Ben here can make you both cream
without blinkin' an eye!  Yeah, they all know I'm the top with the golden
cock -- oh yeah, this beauty is more valuable than all my championship
trophies.  God damn, look at both of you -- total sluts for a superior
jock's giant fuckin' dong!  Can't get enough of it!  Yeah!  Ha ha!"

     Mando finally saw Ben's face for the first time.  The cop couldn't
help but notice what a hot-looking guy the 21-year-old junior actually was.
The absolute epitome of the college frat jockboy.  Killer bod, killer face,
and from what Josh had told him in vivid detail, a killer cock.

     The stud cop watched as the sexy brunette soccer player left the
jock's ass and crawled up onto the bed to join his hispanic friend,
stripping the shirt off his sculpted young body along the way.  Mando now
caught sight of the other athlete's rock hard, drooling cock -- it was
slightly larger and fatter than his friend's -- probably about 7 inches and
cut with a very pink bullet-shaped head that was visibly beating in rhythm
to his rapid heartbeat.

     "Oh!  Ugh!  Ben, dude, c'mon!  Fuck me!  Shit, I need it so bad!  God
damn you got a big one, stud.  Fuck me, man!  Fuck me!"

     "Tell me it's the biggest one you've ever seen, bitch!"

     "God damn, Ben!  It's the biggest, juiciest, hottest fucking dick I've
ever seen, man!  Just fuck me already!!!"

     Without missing a beat, the expert jock fucker yanked his bloated rod
out of one ass and plunged it into the other.

     Holy shit, Mando thought as he viewed the frat boy's condom-encased
prick unsheathed for the first time.  The older man had the young jock beat
hands down when it came to sheer size -- but Ben still had one hell of an
enormous, ass-shattering prick -- and damn did that banana curve look mean
as hell.

     The two perspiration-slick soccer players leaned sideways to lick and
suck on each others' hungry mouths, grabbing one another's slimy jockrods,
jacking off as the much larger baseball stud plugged back and forth into
their asses, expertly handling both slutty jock bottoms.

     Only then, during the noisy jock threesome occurring on the screen did
Armando notice the date displayed on the corner of the screen.  It was
filmed merely two days before!  The (now slightly horny) cop pressed the
eject button and pulled the tape out.  The hand-written label read "Ben
Busts A Nut - Volume 43."  A quick glance at the other tapes lying nearby
revealed "Ben Busts a Nut Volume 27" and "Ben Busts A Nut - Volume 44" --
the tape that Armando immediately grabbed and popped into the tape machine.

     Unlike the previous tape, the different camera angle made it clear
that the video recorder had been hidden for this particular volume of the
series.  The date displayed in the corner of the screen was that of the day
before, the day when humpy Ben had fucked his little Josh.  A strange
mixture of fear, anger, and excitement filled the muscular older stud.
Mando's heart and his mind screamed for him not to watch, but the
voyeuristic hunk couldn't look away.  Voices from offscreen could be heard
speaking quietly.  However, it was immediately clear to Armando that the
higher, youthful voice talking with Ben was not Josh's.  Furious
realization came to the big man as he noticed that the time read 2:24 pm --
a number of hours before Josh had gone to the college's GLBT meeting that
evening.  Ben apparently had had another visitor earlier in the very same
day.

     "C'mon honey, don't you realize how I feel for you?  Don't you feel
that, too?  I can't describe it.  I've never felt it for anyone else
before."

     "But... but... Ben, I.. I mean, I really, really like you, but I don't
know.  I mean, I don't really know you that well.  I've never
done... that... with anyone before.  It's really important to me.  I want
to wait.  I mean, I just can't do it after a first date!"

     "I'm sorry, baby, but sometimes you just know it's right.  You can't
just stop it when you feel love."

     "Oh my God!  Ben... Do you really mean that?  You love me?  I-I've
never had anyone say that before.  I mean, I just don't know, though.  I do
want to wait until it's with someone I love."

     "But baby, don't you see?  It's me.  I just have these incredible
feelings for you.  You're like no one else I've ever met... please?"

     "But how do I know you're telling the truth?  Ben, I'm scared!"

     "Aaron, look at me.  Trust me.  I wouldn't lie about something like
this.  It's too important.  I would never do anything to hurt you.  I
promise.  I want to be with you.  I want you to be my boyfriend."

     The voices seemed to get closer to the camera's microphone, and soon
Mando could see both young men fall onto Ben's bed.  The boy Ben had been
talking to appeared to be about the same age as Josh, if not younger.
Aaron wasn't much to look at, Mando thought, nowhere near as gorgeous as
little blonde Josh.  He was rather short with a slight, unathletic build.
His soft, light brown hair was cut short above noticeably large ears.  The
bespectacled young man quietly removed his glasses and placed them on the
nightstand next to Ben's bed, returning his smitten glance back to look
longingly at the disrobing baseball jock.  Mando's fury surged even hotter.
It was clear that Ben was taking advantage of this awkward, slightly homely
young kid.  Little Aaron was a virgin who probably never had so much
attention in all his life, and definitely from no one as big, powerful,
popular, and handsome as Ben Swaggart.  The experienced cop didn't need to
hear any more, and as he pressed fast forward, the quickly moving scene
played out exactly as Mando knew it would.

     In a matter of minutes the entire encounter played out in front of
Mando -- the fear, awe, and lust on Aaron's face as Ben revealed his
swollen, monster banana cock; Ben roughly pushing the slight youngster to
the floor to kneel servilely in front of him; Aaron's grossly stretched
mouth desperately trying to accommodate the oversized organ that most
likely was the first one he had ever had shoved down his gullet; the young
college boy's frantic tugs at his own rather small erection... Inevitably,
and with very little foreplay, the scene evolved to that of Aaron squatting
doggy style on Ben's bed as the enormous jock cruelly plowed unprotected
into his virgin anus, the boy's face twisted in a silent scream, tears
pouring down his face... Soon enough, however, it was apparent that the
young teen had inevitably succumbed to the jock's assault and became
accustomed to Ben's swollen horsecock plowing his boypussy.  The virgin
teenager began rutting back onto his first cock as Ben's meaty hand smacked
his squirming, skinny ass.  In another few moments, Ben yanked his
pulsating prong out of the tiny sphincter and pulled the young bottom up to
shove the ready-to-burst rod into the kid's gasping mouth.  The jock's
copious, virile release was signaled by the virtual flood of white splooge
that poured from the boy's gagging mouth and up out of his nose.

     Armando seethed as he watched the heartless way this college fratboy
had just stripped away this inexperienced young boy's innocence with no
thought but for his own pleasure.  As the scene winded down, the cop once
again returned the video to its normal speed.

     "Oh, Ben!  Oh my God!  Oh my God!  I-I can't believe what we did!  Oh,
it was wonderful!  I love you so much!  I'm so glad we met and that I
waited to do this so it would be special with you!"

     "Yeah kid, it was great.  Listen, you gotta go.  I have a bunch of
shit I need to do this afternoon."

     "Bu-but Ben!  Well, I mean, OK.  But, will you call me later?  I want
to spend more time with you."

     "Yeah, definitely, I'll call you.  See you later."

     As the young lovestruck teenager exited the athlete's dorm room, the
naked baseball player approached the camera, his bulky cockmeat swinging
heavily between his legs.  The smirking jock looked into the lens before
shutting it off.

     "Jesus Christ, virgin ass is just too fuckin' easy to get.  All you
gotta do is say the L-word and they spread their little ass wide open for
you!  Dumb little shit.  Sure, I'll call you, bud... when I can't get
anyone better.  Ha ha!  Can't wait to go fishing tonight at the fag meeting
-- always easy to get fresh boypussy there!  It's every queer's dream to
get laid by the star jock!"

     After a few moments of blackness, the screen once again flickered back
to show Ben's dorm room, the time now reading 9:13 pm.  Armando knew
immediately what the next scene would be.  Realizing that Ben would be out
of the bathroom at any moment, Mando once again pressed the fast-forward
button.  With the same mixture of rage and lust that had been building
inside him, the massive cop watched every detail of the night before, but
in a greatly abbreviated manner.  Unlike the previous scene with young
Aaron, it was clear that blonde twink Josh was reveling in the hardcore
jockfuck the fratboy was throwing to him.  On and on, in rapid high-speed,
the furious mating between the two young college students played out like
the hottest of professional fuck flicks.  His blonde lover's petite boy
body seemingly engulfed in the massive masculine bulk of the stacked
athlete.  That herculean, warped jockphallus eagerly and confidently
teaching the little nymph a nasty lesson in ass stretching.  The immense,
burrowing twinkrammer was brutally and mindlessly pulverizing Josh's
innocent anus.  But it was clear that the 18-year-old couldn't get enough,
loved having his boycunt cruelly violated -- the donkey-cocked cop had
trained him well.  Even with no sound, Armando could hear the gorgeous
teenaged bottom's high pitched whines, squeals, and slutty screams in his
mind.  It was the first time the cop had seen his little boy fucked by
another man, and while it made his dick as hard as a crowbar, the memory of
the cruel, thoughtless way the jock had dismissed Josh, kicked him out on
the street, used him like a cheap toy, made the big stud hate the baseball
player all the more.  As hot as it was, he just couldn't bear watching any
more.  His finger pressed the "stop" button and shut the TV set off.  And
not a moment too soon.  From behind him, Mando could hear the bathroom door
unlock.

     "Holy fuck am I horned up, baby.  You're not gonna be able to walk
after I get through with you!  I got the video camera all set up -- when
we're done we can watch this tape I made of this unbelievably hot little
twink slut I picked up last night.  God damn -- he had the hottest,
tightest ass I've ever cracked!  Fuckin' bottomless little slut -- he
couldn't get enough!  I sure gave him the boning of a lifetime ha ha!"

     The door slowly opened to reveal the tall, solidly built musclejock
clad solely in his baseball cap and a tightly packed, dirty jockstrap.
Sweat glistened everywhere on the young man's brawny, slightly hairy
physique.  The bloated mushroom head of a huge, curved mulecock poked out
from the top of the tight mesh pouch, kissing the stud's navel.  The
athlete's cocky grin faded into a look complete shock; however, as soon as
his glance fell upon the unexpected visitor in his room.  Standing in his
dorm was a huge, fully uniformed New York City police officer.

      "You -- You're not Craig!"

      "You mean that little faggot that was hanging around in the hallway?
I told him to get the hell out of here.  There's something me and you need
to talk about, son."

      "Oh my God.  Oh God, I'm so so sorry, officer, sir.  Just a moment,
let me get my robe."

      The 21-year-old college junior began to head back into the restroom
before the officer's deep voice barked out an angry order.

      "That won't be necessary, son.  We need to talk RIGHT NOW."

     Before the jock could answer, Armando Perez glared at the trembling
figure before him and pointed to the desk.

     "I got some complaints about a funny smell comin' from this room,
and.... Well, well, well, Mr. Swaggart.  What is it we have here?  I wonder
if you don't mind explaining to me what you're doing with illegal
substances?  Huh, son?"

     The big, practically-naked jock looked ashen, as though a flood of
tears would burst forth at any moment.

      "Officer... I -- I can explain... Uh... Um... Oh God... Oh my God, I
promise... it's not mine!  Oh please, oh God, this can't be
happening... Please, I'll do anything.  I can't get in trouble -- I'll get
kicked out of school, I'll get kicked off the team!  Oh God, I can't let my
father know... Oh my God."

      "I'm sorry, Mr. Swaggart, but the law's the law.  I'll have to take
you in.  We don't take these sorts of things lightly, boy."

      And with that, Mando's muscular arm grabbed the young stud and spun
him around, the sound of handcuffs clamped onto the jock's wrists before he
knew what was happening to him.

      The tears finally came to the oversized athlete's eyes.

      "Oh please, please!  Oh my God, this can't be happening, please
officer!  Please!"

      "You fucking pathetic little punk.  Look at you, fuckin' crying like
a little baby.  Nothin' but a god-damned pussy.  You're a fuckin' faggot,
aren't you, bitch?  Big jock college boy is nothing but a pansy-assed
pussyboy.  Ain't that right, motherfucking fairy?"

      "Yes, sir." the baseball jock nodded softly, struggling to choke back
his sobs.

      "You were waitin' for your little fag boyfriend to suck your cock,
weren't you, faggot?!  WEREN'T YOU, YOU FILTHY SLUT QUEER!?!?"

      "Yes, yes sir!"

      Well, I got a better idea.  Why don't you get down on your knees like
you belong and swallow my big cop hog?  Huh?  You cocksuckers all wanna
taste a real man's meat so bad, how `bout wolfin' down a few pounds of NYPD
copsteak, bitch?"

      "Wha-- What?" Ben couldn't comprehend what was going on.

      "Shit!  Are you a retard as well as a faggot?  I said get down and
service me like the little slut whore you are.  Unless you'd rather I take
you down to the station, boy?"

      Ben's eyes grew wide with fear.

      "Oh no!  No, sir!  I'll do whatever you say, sir."

      "Good decision, punk."

      And with that, Mando pushed the big handcuffed stud to the floor, his
heavy body falling in a heap at the cop's feet.  "Now get to work, queer."

      With his hands handcuffed behind him the helpless jock looked up at
the intimidating stud standing proudly, defiantly before him.

      "What are you waiting for, fuckin' homo?  Get to work!"

      "Bu-but sir!  My hands..."

      "I don't give a fuck about your hands!  Take these pants off with
your teeth, you pussy faggot!  I'm sure you got plenty of experience with
your face in a crotch, bitch!"

     Ben took his first look at the older man's mountainous cockbulge and
his eyes grew as wide as dinner plates.  The jock had always portrayed
himself as being one of the most hung studs in the world, bragging to
anyone who would listen about the heaps of ass his titanic manhood reeled
in, lording his king-sized erection over hordes of mesmerized, lesser-hung
gays.  But his youthful naivety and cockiness came crashing down at that
moment.  This hunky cop had what looked like a fucking can of spraypaint
shoved down his dark uniform pants.  A thrill ran down the young man's
spine.  Being face to face with a male who was obviously, blatantly more of
a true man than he was caused a switch to flip inside the big jock's brain.
And he immediately played the role he found himself in to absolute
perfection.

     "Sir, this faggot needs a real man's cock."

     "That's a good bitch.  You don't fool me, jockboy.  Big tough fratboy
is really a bottom cockslut deep down, isn't that right?  Shit!  You
actually get *off* on having a FUCKING COCK SHOVED UP YOUR ASS!  Like the
lowliest, nastiest WHORES!"

     "Yes sir, yes -- I need big cocks in me!  In my mouth and in my ass,
sir!"

     Ben's words were muffled as he took Mando's zipper in his mouth and
skillfully yanked the fly wide open.  At that same moment, Armando finished
unbuttoning his dress shirt and pulled it off his body.  He had come
prepared for this rendezvous -- he was wearing neither underwear nor his
usual white wifebeater.

      The motion of the man flinging the shirt off his magnificent upper
body caused Ben to look up and gaze at the true perfection that stood
triumphantly before him.  The cocky athlete's body surged with shame and
lust.  He was nothing but an immature punk kid compared to this true macho,
masculine, testosterone-packed male.  Ben's hours in the gym produced
nothing like the exquisitely sculpted, adonis-like divinity that was flexed
before him.  What this man had said was the absolute truth -- he was
nothing but the lowliest of pussy fags, he was a pathetic little boy
pretending to be a man, a sad joke who needed to be punished and used by
true dominant alpha males.  His heart fluttered like an excited schoolgirl
as he felt the raunchy heat of the cop's gargantuan rod pressing just
behind the rough fabric.

      Armando laughed as he shook his waist, the jolting motion causing his
mammoth monster dick to flop out of the open fly and smack the athlete
clear across the face with the force of a sledgehammer.  The stinging blow
only made the jock groan in bliss.  Shaking away the stars that clouded his
vision, Ben finally beheld the genital leviathan out in the open, in all
its majestic glory.

      Once again, the jock began to bawl like a baby.  He was such a fool,
thinking he was a real man -- this aggressive cop stud made his supposed
horsecock look like a miniscule pubescent pecker!  His only instinct was to
suckle at this powerful, mindblowing schlong, to drink its seed, blindly
pray that even a small bit of the omnipotent prick's grandeur would infect
him.  The jock's hungry lips mindlessly wrapped themselves around the
throat-stretching throbber, the mighty crown filling his oral cavity like
no cock had done before.  Like a starving calf, Ben laboriously nursed on
the grinning stud's superior manmeat.  The entire world was blotted out of
his mind -- his only focus, his whole life was savoring the monstrous,
corpulent, pulsating, sweaty, slimy, pungent uncut copknob.

      As the vanquished fratjock deliriously swallowed the hulking 9.75
inch donkeyrod, Mando looked over to the jock's door for the next step of
his plan to commence.  Right on time, the wooden door peeked open to reveal
a mop of spiky blonde locks and a beautiful green eye looking directly into
the room.  Mando's gaze met that of the person behind the door and he gave
a quick nod.  While the baseball player's attention was diverted to a much
larger matter, little Josh tiptoed into the room and shut the door deftly
behind himself, staring open-mouthed at the unbelievable sight before him.

      There was the man he loved -- the most gorgeous man in the world --
half naked, his pants down to his knees, and being sucked from here to
tomorrow by the big, handcuffed, jock-clad Ben Swaggart!  The blonde teen
rubbed his eyes to make sure what he was seeing was really happening!
Ben's undeniably slutty mewls and gurgles made it clear that the seemingly
dominant young stud was majorly getting off on being throat-raped by
Mando's fleshy club!  Josh dutifully took his seat across the room, and
unzipped his shorts to fondle his growing 7-inch teen meat as he took in
the salacious view.

      Mando's gigantic hand was holding onto the jock's baseball-cap clad
head, roughly pushing the big athlete's face deep into his sweaty crotch,
shoving his thick inches mercilessly into the clutching throat.  Strings of
drool poured from the 21-year-old's distended lips, unable to remain inside
his overcrowded mouth along with the bludgeoning phallus.

      With lightning speed that took both Ben and Josh by surprise, Mando
grabbed the young jocksucker by his neck and lifted the heavy athlete up
with absolutely no effort.  With a stunned yelp, the fratboy found himself
tossed face down over the edge of his bed.

      Smiling to himself, Mando looked down at the big, hairy,
jockstrap-framed ass rising up to meet him and flipped the "record" switch
on Ben's trusty video camera.

     With a toss of his head, Mando indicated to his young lover to hustle
over.  His nod in the direction of the bent-over athlete made it clear what
Josh's first assignment would be.  The (now) naked little swimmer
obediently kneeled behind the husky jock and buried his cute blonde head
deep into the hairy crack of the fleshy ass.  The effect on Ben was
immediate.  The lust-crazed fratboy groaned deeply and pressed his muscular
assmounds hard against the unexpected invasion.  Josh's button nose was
crushed amidst the kinky wet curls of asshair, his nostrils flaring at the
delicious jockscent.

      There was no other task that the teenager loved more than rimming out
a hairy manbutt -- there were some days when Mando and he spent hours just
feasting on each other's perfect buns -- his smooth, creamy little
bubblebutt driving the mature cop crazy; the hard musclemounds of damp,
furry manflesh spinning Josh's senses out of control.  Ben definitely had
the kind of rear end that the boy was pleased to eat.  The teen's tiny pink
tongue poked and prodded, digging itself deep into the college junior's
twitching anus, his little lips attaching themselves to the sphincter
muscles like a docking spacecraft, sucking on the jockhole as if his life
depended on it.

      A few minutes of intense rimming was thoroughly enjoyed by the big
jock before he realized that it was rather odd that this macho top was so
enthusiastically engrossed in licking his bunghole.  Craning his neck, the
handcuffed athlete peered behind himself only to experience the shock of
his life!

      "Josh!?!?"

      The astonished fratjock gasped as he saw the angelic face of the
little blonde twink he had fucked the night before plastered to his
sweating ass!  But what happened to the cop!?  His question was answered
almost immediately as he glanced behind the glutting boy.  The otherworldly
shriek that emanated from the deep-voiced jock was enough to make even Josh
leave his delicious task to gaze over his shoulder.

      As if he had been hit by a ton of bricks, the adorable little teen
found himself on the verge of passing out simply from the sight that
greeted him.  During the raunchy rim job, his magnificent lover had shed
his pants completely, leaving the huge stud gloriously nude but still
decked out in his black work boots, his heavy black duty belt, and his
officer's cap!  The unbelievably scorching sight knocked the wind out of
both young college boys.

      As he stroked the tremendous, shining, ass-splitting weapon that
jutted obscenely before him, Mando opened his mouth to finally reply to the
awe-struck athlete.

      "That's right, you fucking maggot.  That's my little Josh rimming out
your ass, gettin' it ready for my hog.  The `little slut' you fucked the
shit out of last night belongs to me, you worthless, pathetic piece of
shit.  And I'm not the sort of man who likes worthless scum like you using
his property!"

      For a moment, Mando's harsh words stung Josh.  "Belongs to me"?  "His
property"?  Josh certainly didn't like being referred to as Mando's
property.  But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that
Mando had not meant it in a demeaning way.  He did belong to Mando.  And
Mando belonged to him.  They were in love.  They belonged together.

      "FACE FORWARD, STUPID FAGGOT!!"  Mando screamed at the trembling
jock, spittle flying out of his mouth.

      Josh watched with increasing excitement as he watched Mando reach for
the long, rigid black nightstick that hung from his thick belt.  The man
gripped the tool tightly as he slowly stomped toward the upturned jockbutt.
Josh's eyes grew wide with surprise and delight as the huge, hairy cop
beast took the hard stick and shoved it masterfully up the quivering hole.
As soon as it was inside the screaming fratboy's hole, Armando began
fucking it back and forth into the jock's guts.  Josh watched the muscular
older man's massive biceps flex and curl with the strain of his thrusting
ministrations.  On and on it went, the teenager gleefully watched as Mando
expertly, ceaselessly drove the big black billy club in and out of the
stretched, sucking hole.

      Josh had played "hide the nightstick" with Armando plenty of times,
and he loved the feel of the smooth, cool wood running back and forth
against his tender inner assflesh, but watching the determined way his
lover punished this big bastard was making him absolutely giddy!  The horny
blonde's right hand began plunging down onto his erection as the fingers of
his left hand began to bury themselves into his little asshole.  The boy
was whining and shrieking, jumping up and down, crying out in joy as Mando
pummeled into the groaning, bucking jockbull!

      "YES!!!  YESSSS!!!!  FUCK HIM!!! FUCK THE BASTARD'S ASS!!!  HARDER!!!
HARDER!!!"  The insane little teen screamed and screamed at his older
lover.

      "JOSH BABY!  OH YEAH, BABY!  THIS IS FOR YOU, HONEY!  LOOK AT THE
PUSSYFAG BUCK!  HOLY SHIT!  OH YEAH, JOSHIE!  PLUG THE MOTHERFUCKER UP FOR
ME!  IT'S TIME FOR DADDY TO DO HIS THING, HONEY!"

      Mando yanked the rod out of the jock's hungry butthole as Josh
clumsily scrambled onto the bed and shoved his dripping, shaking prong into
the big junior's gasping mouth.  The teen's 7-inch prick fit easily down
the athlete's throat in one shove, and soon Josh found his cock bathed in
warm sucking wetness.  Glancing down at the young man who had subjugated
him the night before, the lust-crazed blonde saw the jock's face distorted
into a look of pure bliss and intense harmony.  It was clear that the thick
nightstick had done quite a number on his prostate.

      Armando's instruction was well heeded, for Josh's throat-humping
boyprick was exactly the right thing to muffle a cry that otherwise would
have been heard clear all the way to Central Park.  The fratjock's eyes
bulged halfway out of their sockets as Sergeant Perez clobbered his pole
clear up the athlete's shitchute in one cruel, violent shove.  Down, down,
down, those veiny, scalding, elephantine inches lodged themselves in the
clenching fratboy bowels.  At the very moment the huge stud hit bottom, he
grabbed the baseball player's cap and wrenched it off his head, tossing it
roughly to the floor, stamping on it with his heavy black boot.

      "SHIT!  THAT WENT IN PRETTY EASY, SLUT!" Armando growled as he began
pummeling into the tight cavern, setting up a furious fuck rhythm in and
out of the churning guts.

      "YOU TAKE COCK BEAUTIFULLY!  YOU'VE DEFINITELY BEEN FUCKED BEFORE,
JOCKBITCH!"

     Josh pulled his straining boydong out of the sucking mouth, anxious to
hear the fratboy's response to this shocking revelation.

      "Yea... Yes... Yes, sir" Ben whispered, avoiding Josh's glare, his
voice barely audible, the breath whooshing in and out of his lungs.

      "WELL, WELL!  LOOKS LIKE THE BIG JOCKBOY TOP IS REALLY A FUCKING COCK
SLUT, ISN'T THAT RIGHT!?"

      "Yes... Yes sir!"

      "WHO FUCKED YOUR ASS BOY?  YOU GOTTEN SOME BIG MANPRICK UP YOUR CUNT,
SLUT!?

      "Yes, sir... I go to the Leather Pit, sir."

      "HA HA!  WELL I'LL BE DAMNED!  YOU FUCKING SLUT!  You sit in the
sling boy, is that right?  You hang there for big, hung REAL men to plow
your pussy hole?"

      "YES!  YES, SIR!!!" The big jock bellowed, once again in tears, as he
rutted violently back into Armando's pistoning schlong.

      "HA HA!  LOOKS LIKE I GOT MYSELF A REAL PIGGY HERE, JOSH!  GIVE THIS
PIG SOME FOOD, BABY!"

      Josh was shaking with excitement, bursting with love for his Mando as
he plunged his dick back into the waiting throat.  The little teen gaped in
fascination, watching his lover in action, seeing for the first time what
HE looked like when he took it in the ass from that gigantic studcock!  But
Ben was twice the size he was -- and it still looked like Mando would break
the jock in half -- there was no telling what that mammoth sexbeast and his
stupendous schlong looked like when Mando was breeding *his* petite,
boyish, swimmer's frame!  The gorgeous blonde boy raised his green eyes to
look into Mando's own dark brown pools of lust.  For over a minute, man and
boy stared at each other, their intense love connecting them wordlessly.
As if they simply couldn't stand it anymore, the stunning couple leaned
over the body connecting them and began to passionately make out with each
other, their lips and tongues and teeth mashing together in a spectacular
masculine kiss, their combined saliva falling down onto the big jock's
muscled, squirming back.

      When the liplock broke, the real fucking began.  Mando grabbed the
two straps of the athlete's jock, using them as handles to hoist the huge
athlete up for an even more thorough pounding.  A slur of insults poured
down upon the gloriously impaled fratstud, a verbal berating that only
turned the jock even more.

      "YOU LIKE MY BAT, JOCKBOY!?  HUH!?  HUH!?!?  TAKE THAT FUCKING BAT UP
YOUR DUGOUT, FAGGOT!!!  YOU GOT A FUCKING BASEBALL BAT UP YOUR ASSHOLE, BOY
AND YOU LOVE IT!!!  I'M HITTIN' A FUCKIN' HOME RUN UP YOUR QUEER BOYHOLE,
SLUT!  GOD DAMN, YOU JUST LOVE THE WAY OL' MANDO SWINGS HIS BIG FAT BAT!!
OH YEAH!!!  I'M THE MVP HERE, LITTLE BOY!!!  THE MAN WITH THE BIGGEST BAT
ALWAYS HITS THE GRAND SLAM!  AND ITS GOIN' RIGHT UP YOUR FAGGOT
BOYPUSSY!!!"

      On and on, for over an hour, Mando and Josh used the athlete for
their own lust, and on and on the big cop belittled the once cocky Ben --
lording his own perfect physical superiority over the jock bottom, calling
Ben a little boy, making fun of his manhood, telling the jock his dick was
too small, calling him a freak because of its odd banana shape, telling him
that Josh had laughed at him when he got home last night, laughed at the
pathetic, unfulfilling fuck he had gotten from "tiny-dicked" Ben.  He even
chided the jock over his lack of real, manly chest hair (FEEL THAT?  FEEL
THAT YOU NO GOOD JOCK BITCH!?  THAT'S A REAL MAN'S HAIR RUBBING YOUR BACK
AND ASS!  YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE BOY WHO NEEDS DADDY'S COCK UP HIS SLUTTY
CUNT!!!)

      Mando's heavy sweat dripped down onto Ben, covering the jock whore
with raw, macho cop pheromones, claiming the conquered young man as his
own.  Ben's powerful arms bulged in their shackles, his poor dick
desperately grinding itself against the mattress beneath him.  He had never
had it like this -- it was like a dream, a fantasy, it wasn't real -- a god
from heaven had come down and granted him his deepest, darkest wish.  Holy
shit -- he could feel every raised vein on the surface of the ridiculously
oversized elephant cock raping his slutty fratboy shitchute.

      All throughout the afternoon and into the late evening, the baseball
player was nothing more than a fuck toy for Mando and Josh -- a big macho
college jock fuck toy.

     Mando was furiously rutting into the younger man like a horny, wild
bulldog fucks a whining bitch in heat.  The sounds that came from his deep,
furry chest even sounded like angry growls and barks!  And the subjugated
fratjock was definitely yelping along!

      "OH YEAH, BITCHBOY!  FUCK YEAH!  FUCK YEAH!  FUCK YEAH!  YOU'RE A
FUCKING PATHETIC JOKE!!  YOU'RE NO MAN, BITCH!  I'M THE MAN HERE, BITCH,
AREN'T!?"

      "SIR, YES SIR!"

      "OH YEAH!  NOW YOU'VE GOT IT!  I'M YOUR FUCKIN' KING, AREN'T I!?  I
FUCKING OWN YOU!!"

      "SIR, YES SIR!!"

      "YOU WEAK LITTLE BITCH!!  I'M SUPERIOR THAN YOU IN EVERY WAY!  OH
SHIT YEAH!  GOD, IT'S GOOD TO BE THE KING!  DAMN!  YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY
NOTHING COMPARED TO ME!"

      "UGGHHH!  SIR!  YES SIR!!!"

      "YOUR DADDY'S GOT A BETTER BODY, BIGGER MUSCLES, HOTTER LOOKS, MORE
TESTOSTERONE, AND A MUCH, MUCH, *MUCH* BIGGER COCK THAN YOU, BABY BOY!!!
GOD *DAMN* MY COCK IS SO FUCKING SUPERIOR TO YOURS!!!"

      "UGH!  UGH!  UGH!  YES! YES!  YES SIR!  YES!  YOU ARE BETTER THAN ME
IN EVERY WAY!  YOU'RE GOD!!!  OH PLEASE!  PLEASE FUCK ME HARDER SIR,
HARDER!  OH GOD YOUR COCK IS THE BIGGEST IN THE WORLD, DADDY!!!

      And at that moment, all three straining, sweat-soaked, breathtaking
men descended into a screaming, shouting, grunting, grinding, moaning,
crying, thrashing, shaking, shrieking bundle of masculine orgasm.  Pints
upon pints of glorious, abundant male seed flooded the constrained, bawling
21-year-old star baseball jock.

      Without even catching a breath, all three males fell right back into
the fuck like nothing had happened.  As the cop's copious stew of thick,
rich Itali-Rican semen bubbled out of the athlete's recently abandoned
asshole, little Josh replaced his lover and shoved his own eager pole into
the big college boy who had thought he could get away with hurting Josh's
feelings.  Mando's juicy cum made an excellent lubricant and the boy was
humping away like crazy in a matter of seconds.  The 36-year-old
ultra-dominant top palmed his scummy red log and pressed the obese purple
knob to his boy's minuscule, hairless pink pucker and bulldozed right in
without a word, sandwiching the twinky 18-year-old between himself and the
handcuffed bottom jock.  Mando's aggressive, buffeting strokes pounded the
boy's own cock even deeper into the 21-year-old's innards.

      "FUCK HIM!  FUCK HIM, BABY!  FUCK YOUR FIRST ASS!  FUCK YOUR BIG
BOYCOCK INTO THAT BITCH!  OH YEAH, HONEY!  YOU'VE GOT YOUR COCK PLOWING A
BIG, BUTCH STAR FRATJOCK!  BUT HE LOVES IT CUZ HE'S A SLUTTY BITCH, BABY!
YEAH!  HE EVEN LOVES LITTLE BOYS YOUNGER THAN HIM TO DOMINATE HIM AND RUIN
HIS MANLY ASS!  LOOK AT HIM LOVE THAT BOYCOCK!"

      Even Josh got into the act.

      "MANDO!  I'M REALLY FUCKING HIM LIKE A BITCH!  THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!
WHEEE!  MY COCK IS UP HIS ASS, MANDO!  AND HE'S NOT EVEN TRYING TO STOP ME!
I CAN'T BELIEVE SUCH A BIG TOUGH JOCK WOULD LET A LITTLE FRESHMAN LIKE ME
CRAM MY DICK UP HIS MOST VULNERABLE HOLE!!  YAY!  I LOVE JOCKBITCHES,
MANDO!"

      "WELL, BABY -- I KNEW THIS ONE WAS A PUSSY THE MOMENT I SAW HIM!
THAT'S A GOOD BOY!  KEEP FUCKING FOR DADDY!  DADDY LIKES TO WATCH YOU FUCK
AS HE PLOWS YOUR CUTE LI'L CRACK!  THAT'SA BOY!  I'LL FUCK HARDER AND
FASTER NOW TO HELP YOU OUT, HONEY!"

      The huge hulk of a cop leaned over Josh's shoulder and began licking,
biting and sucking on the boy's smooth shoulders, little ears, and
sensitive neck; both of them glaring with fascination down at the writhing,
twitching, crying college junior who groaned "Fuck me! Fuck me!" in a
demented state of bliss.  Josh turned his head to look in Mando's eyes and
smiled widely.  His cheeky grin filled Mando with a rush of love and
affection for his young lover, inciting him to pound harder into the plump
babybutt and press his lips feverishly against the kid's beautiful pink
lips.

      Another forty-five minutes later and Mando began braying like a
donkey as he felt Josh's spasming boyass clench like a vice over and over
and over, kneading the entire stupendous length of his superhuman rammer
like millions of tiny squeezing fingers, massaging, possessing every
bloated inch, pulling him farther into the adorable bottomless chute, into
the depths of the blonde's flat belly, fusing with the teen into one
man-boy fuck entity.  As Josh's viscous, creamy sweet cum overflowed the
already flooded frathole, Mando's limiltless supply of spunk squirted out
of the boy's overpacked slutchute like torrents of hot scalding lava.  The
teenager's shrill shrieks and Mando's deep masculine grunts and sighs
combined to create beautiful, harmonious music.

      When they were finally through with Ben, they turned the young man
over to reveal his belly, crotch, and the sheets he laid on -- covered with
God-only-knows how many thick jock loads.  Not wanting to be wasteful, Josh
quickly leaned down to lap every drop of tasty semen off the
perspiration-soaked baseball player.

      As Mando surveyed the scene, leisurely stroking wet, his still-rigid
rod, he considered leaving the handcuffed jock for his frat buddies to
find.  But the truth was that he could get in major shit by leaving blatant
evidence like that.  Reluctantly, he unlocked Ben's wrists and allowed the
jock his freedom once again.

      Immediately, the brawny male athlete reached down and began jacking
his still rigid cock.  Once again, Josh couldn't see good jizz go to waste,
so he latched his little mouth to the fratstud's fat mushroom head and
sucked like crazy.  In less than 20 seconds, the hunky jock was moaning and
squirting out a humongous geyser down the blonde's thirsty gullet.  Josh
pulled away after swallowing this tasty load and lifted Ben's huge,
tree-trunk like legs, placing them heavily over his slim shoulders.  The
irrepressible little twink once again buried his face between the thick
buns and gobbled up the buckets of cum that he and Mando had unloaded up
that tasty jock pucker in enthusiastic slurps.

      Boldly, as Josh happily ate out his ass, Ben looked up at Armando and
spoke to the man.

      "That was the most incredible fuck of my life.  I fucking worship
your cock, man.  You know me better than anyone I've ever met.  It was like
a dream.  I just gotta have you.  Over and over and over.  Shit, you treat
me like the bitch I am.  Forget about this little blonde kid, dude.  I know
I can make you happier than some stupid little frosh can.  And, man, if you
and I got together, I could get you as many hot little bitches to fuck as
you want.  Think about it, dude, I have the pick of all the bottoms here at
school.  They're all yours.  All you gotta do is let me be your nasty
slutbitch.  Please, officer.  I can't live without that cock up my ass.
Dump this stupid little shit."

      Without hesitation, Mando looked down at the fratboy and smacked him
across the face.

      "Don't you EVER talk that way about the boy I love, you pathetic
whore.  I'd never leave my Josh for a sleazy asshole like you.  Josh is
twice the man you are.  And don't you forget it, bitch."

      And with that, Armando popped his brand new video out of the camera,
pulled on his pants, and crammed his half-hard donkey meat down the right
leg of his trousers.

      He yanked the little teen away from the leaking hole, and chuckled at
the site that greeted him -- Josh's adorable little mouth had a thick
dollop of milky cum above his upper lip -- comically resembling a certain
famous ad campaign.  The cop's big hand came down to muss the boy's soft
blonde hair as Josh smiled impishly back up at him, sticking his pink
tongue out to lap up the excess mess as he re-dressed.

      And with that, man and boy left the room, arm in arm, leaving the
jock humiliated and angry -- vowing revenge on the beautiful, happy couple.

      On the other side of Ben's room, not yet unwrapped, lay a
recently-purchased porno video entitled "Beef Porks Chicken" with the
subheadline "Starring 10" megatop StudPud Exclusive Antonio Caballo!"  The
scorned, unsuspecting fratboy was just about to make the discovery of a
lifetime.



THE END

Continued in Chapter 4: The Twink Meets the Force -- Armando introduces his
hot teenage lover to a few of his horsecocked stud cop buddies!

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