bodedude

Proud of his cock.

When he woke up this morning he was a straight, average dude. Just one of the guys. He expected to spend the day watching the game, and having beers with some of his bros.

He is not sure how it happened or why, but now he is swallowing his fifth load of the day. This particular load is from his roommate and best friend.

He is on his knees in the living room surrounded by naked guys he thought were his friends, and his “friends” are feeding him cock. How had this happened? Why was he doing this? It no longer really mattered, what mattered was that he was a cocksucker, and there were hard cocks that needed service. His “friends” needed their balls drained.

”Sir, my arm is getting really tired, can I stop stroking you now?”

“Of course you can.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, just pull off the Fleshlight, shift over and sit on it.”

My buddy crashed on my couch last night, as we had been out late drinking. In the morning I walked into the living room, not realizing that he chose to sleep in the nude. As I made breakfast in the open kitchen, I kept glancing over at his naked body, draped on my couch. I had not seen him undressed previously and was surprised by the size of his meat. He was sporting semi hard morning wood and his cock was pointing towards the ceiling.

As the smell of bacon frying hit him, my buddy started to stir and wake up. He casually reached down and stretched out his dick, and got up. He seemed totally comfortable being naked in front of me and made no effort to cover up. I poured him a cup of coffee as he stood in front of me causally chatting. It took a great deal of effort to keep from looking at his crotch, especially since he kept reaching down and scratching his balls.

“Dude, you keep looking at my junk, what’s up? You like my cock? Are you a fag? I mean… it’s OK, I got no problem with fags.”

“No, I am not a fag, I am just not used to seeing a naked guy in my apartment, other than me.”

“Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“A little, you have a hard on.”

“It’s no big deal, I wake up every morning with a hard on, don’t you?”

“Well yeah, but…….”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“Ahhhh…No problem, I guess.”

“You are a man, right? You know how this works. Every morning you wake up with a boner. A cock so hard it hurts. You know from experience that morning wood go away until you bust a nut and take a long piss.”

“So go take a leak.”

“Can’t. A boner like this wont go down enough to aim my dick at the toilet. I would end up pissing all over your bathroom ceiling.”

“It’s just weird standing next to a naked guy with a hard on.”

“Look, if it bothers you so much, you could help me take care of it.”

“What?”

“It won’t go down unless it gets drained.”

“No way.”

“C’mon, just help me out.”

“I’m not gay.”

“OK, but you can still help a buddy out.”

“Not interested.”

“You can’t take your eyes off of it, so you are a little interested.”

“Ummm no.”

He then reaches up and puts his hands on my shoulders. He adds pressure forcing me down on my knees in front of him. His massive cock is now inches from my face. As I look at his junk, close up, it seems to get even harder. His cock becomes bigger and longer, pointing straight out from his pubes. He has not moved, but his meat is now pressing against my lips.

“Just help me out. No big deal. Spread those lips and let me in.”

As if I have no will of my own, my lips part and his rod slides into my mouth. It feels bigger in my mouth than it looked. Above me I hear him moan in pleasure, as more of his manhood penetrates my face. He moves his hands to the back of my head and starts pulling me closer into his crotch. His cock pushing against the back of my throat. I am

mesmerized

by this man. He is feeding me his cock, and I have stopped resisting.

“Yeah faggot get down on that dick. I knew you were a cocksucker!”

I heard him call me a cocksucker and broke out of my trance. I try to pull off and stop this, but I can’t. My buddy has my head locked in place with his hands. I am unable to remove his hard meat from my mouth.

“Keep sucking faggot. I had always heard guys give better head than girls, but until now I did not believe it. Your mouth feels amazing.”

For some reason, I felt a little pride in the fact that I was giving him his best blowjob ever. What the hell was happening to me? I was sucking my friends cock. This is wrong.

“OK fag, you suck like a pro, but now it is time for me to take charge.”

Holding my head firmly in place he starts pumping his cock in and out of my face. He quickly picks up speed and is soon pounding my throat trying to get deeper.

“This is fucking incredible. I can pound your face as hard as I want and you will take it, won’t you? You’ll take it because it makes me feel good, and as a faggot your job is to make real men feel good.”

I could hear his words. As he fucked my face harder and harder, he was telling me that I was less than him. That only his pleasure mattered. I was just a hole for him to thrust his big thick sausage into. The words were backed up by his actions. He obviously did not care that my jaw hurt or that my throat felt raw and sore from the friction. He only cared about the pleasure my mouth was bringing him. He was using me.

“Yeah faggot, take that dick!”

He was now skull fucking me as hard as he could. I did not think I could take much more. My nose smashed into his pubes on every down stroke. Over and over, his cock punched in and out of me.

Then he stopped. His cock got even bigger and harder. Slowly he thrust forward with his hips, moving inward. I could feel his cock force all of its gigantic length and girth deep into my throat with a relentless thrust, stopping only when he was fully hilted. He reaches the point where, for a couple of seconds, it seems like a telephone pole has been forced into me. I feel his meat start to twitch as he unloads his sticky love juice into my stomach.

OOOOOOHHHHH YYYEEEESSSS!!!!! THAT FEELS GOOD!!!! UGHHHHH!!!!!! HELL YES!!!!!

Finally, it was over. My jaw hurt badly from being forced open for so long. I looked up at my friends face and saw him smiling, looking totally relaxed and happy.

“Nice job cocksucker.”

I wanted to protest. To once again state that I was not a cocksucker, but did not think he would buy it. My credibility was strained by the fact that my mouth was still filled with his hard cock and my stomach was full of his warm, creamy jizz.

“That was fucking amazing, just what I needed to take care of my morning wood. Busted a big ol’ nut in you, fag. It felt great using your hole. Now I think I can piss.”

Before his words fully registered, I felt his hot urine start to flow. He was pissing down my throat! My “friend” was using me as a urinal!

“Yeah… swallow that piss bitch! Your going to be taking care of my morning boner from now on. Sucking the cum and piss out of my cock like a good faggot should.”

I did not want this. I wanted everything to return to the way they were last night. We were buddies, friends, just two guys getting a couple of beers. I knew it would never be that way again. I was no longer his friend, now I was just a hole to be used. A place to dump his loads and empty his bladder. I was now his personal cocksucker.

The moment it goes from being unwillingly and painfully raped by your drunk roommate to the moment where you realize how much pleasure you can receive from a big fat cock up your ass.

Caught by your teammates stroking one out in the locker room. Third time this week. There is just something about the smell of sweat and testosterone in a locker room that gets you hard and makes you need to jerk off.

You just walked into the wrong room!

This Marine has been been locked up on base for six weeks doing training. Six weeks without pussy, six weeks without jerking off, because he has not been alone for one minute in that time. He showers with other Marines, sleeps with them, eats with them, every waking moment in the presence of his fellow soldiers. For the past 5 ½ weeks he has thought of nothing but going to a bar, picking up a whore and fucking her brains out all weekend.

Twenty minutes ago his DI informed him that his weekend pass was canceled. Now he was angry and horny and you just walked in and interrupted his first jerk off session in weeks.

It takes him only a few seconds to throw you on the bunk and rip down your shorts. His need is far too great to slow down for things like lube or condoms. He thrusts his cock into you hard and quick. It does not take long. How could it? Six weeks of alpha male jizz erupts into your ass. It feels like a fire hose has been opened full force in your hole. His cock does not soften after cumming. He almost immediately starts thrusting again. He knows you are not gay, that you don’t what to take the place of that bar whore, but it does not matter. His needs are too great. Over the course of the weekend he will turn your tight ass into a loose, cum filled pussy. In the next 48 hours, only about ninety minutes pass without this Marine pounding into you. His cock is raw from all of the friction, it actually hurts him a little to continue fucking your new cunt. But it does not matter, he will fuck thru the pain. His goal is to keep breeding you until his nuts are fully drained.

They both considered themselves alpha males. Since they were kids they had been the leaders, who were in charge, of any group they were a part of. The problem is that they now found themselves part of the same group, and a group can only have one Alpha. Tonight they were going to find out which one of them would be on top and which one would end up on the bottom, literally.

Once one of these men takes charge, it is vitally important to break the other to make sure that his dominance is never questioned again. The best way to break another man totally is to turn him into your bitch. Make him service your manhood, while destroying his. That is what John, on the left, did to Pete, on the right. He used his thick ten inch cock to penetrate Pete’s tight virgin ass. Bent him over in front of his friends and rammed his manhood into Pete with one hard stroke. The girly scream that Pete let out signaled the end of his life as an Alpha. With each pounding stroke, a little more of Pete’s masculinity and pride were removed. Pete was forced to look into the eyes of his friends as a real man turned him into a bitch. He was looking into his best friends face, seeing nothing but disgust and contempt, as John pushed in deep and emptied his balls inside of him.

He felt as low as he had ever felt, as John pulled his cum covered cock out of his new cunt. He did not think things could get any worse. But they could. He quickly realized how much worse his life was going to get, when he saw his former best friend unzip his shorts and move around behind him.

You really pissed someone off.

I have been instructed to abduct you and deliver you to a whorehouse in Nevada. The instructions also state that I am to pull over at every truck stop between here and there and offer your holes to any horny drivers looking to bust a nut. They don’t care if it takes weeks to cross the country, stopping at every exit on the interstate, I am to insure you are broken in properly, before delivery.

The note states that you tried to force a girl to have sex with you by drugging her. Evidently they want you to experience having unwanted cocks punching into your cunt, over and over. Unwillingly getting raped by men who don’t care about you.

Well girl, I guess we’re both bitches now.