Sitting around drinking with my buds on a nice warm day. We started to discuss which of the girls at school gave the best blowjobs. My cock chubbed up and started tenting my shorts in a big way. I was embarrassed and tried to hide it under the table. After a few minutes, my cock started to hurt, confined as it was by my underwear and tight shorts. I finally said ”what the fuck” and stood up, adjusting my meat to a more comfortable position. I realized that I had nothing to be ashamed of. My fat 9″ cock was on display and I felt great. The guys laughed but soon felt free enough to proudly show off their boners, as well.

We were men, and men should never be embarrassed about showing off their manhood.

I told you that your position every morning is on your knees with your head wedged between my hand and my cock.

I am standing here with my morning boner in my hand and no mouth to shove it into. Get over here now! The longer it takes for my cock to feel the back of your throat, the worse your punishment is going to be. You know the rules. You accepted them when I agreed to share my dorm room with a fag, like you. Now if your not going to hold up your end of the deal, we will need to change the rules, and you will not enjoy the new rules. 

That’s it, just take my cock. Life is much easier when you accept your proper place. 

I love it when they scream. 

It lets me know that I am properly punching my big cock into them. Starting a fuck with a good hard penetrating thrust, lets them know, up front, that this is all about my pleasure. They quickly understand that my pleasure may involve some of their pain.

The group of guys he met at the bar brought him back to the house and raped him. He protested that he was straight and that he was not interested in having sex with them.  They just laughed and bent him over a couch. As each man stepped up and rammed his cock into his no longer virgin ass, that told him that he was obviously a hole, a fuck toy for men to use. As the night wore on they kept using him and telling him he was made to take cock. Over and over he was forced to spread his legs and accept their cocks into his new “cunt”. After fifteen loads of cum had been shot into him, he started to believe what they were saying, that his role in life was to service cocks. by the thirtieth load he was no longer fighting, he had accepted his role. He was a cock socket. Once the men had all finished with him, they went upstairs to sleep, leaving him alone.  He started to crawl away, making his escape thru the doggy door. Halfway thru he was penetrated by one final cock….Spike the German Shepard. 

Even the dog recognized his hole as a proper place to stick his dick.

Alpha being served by a beta.  

Both of them know their roles and enjoy their respective positions.  The fag gets pleasure serving the man and sucking on his cock. The man feels good sitting back and being served and pleasured, as he should be.  Both of them are looking forward to the cum in the man balls transferring to the mouth of the fag.  

The guys at the gym were all hanging out in the locker room, showering and getting changed, talking about their sexual conquests, and the women they wanted to nail. I was not a part of their group, I was too young, but

was very interested in what the guys were saying. I sat and listened to how and who they had fucked.  I was still a virgin, but had fantasized a lot about having sex.  A couple of the guys noticed me sitting there, listening. “Hey, check out the kid. He’s got a boner hearing us talk about how good we fuck, or maybe he just likes watching men naked.”

I was horrified that they noticed me, and that they had seen my stiffy. It was embarrassing to be hard in front of these men.  My entire body went red. The guys laughed and went off to the showers. One of the men, a tall red head stayed behind.  He walked over to where I was sitting on the bench and whispered in my ear.

“Don’t worry kid, a hard on is nothing to be embarrassed about, we all get them. Although yours is a little smaller than most.” He stepped back and looked me up and down. “You have not had sex yet, have you?”

I turned red again, but shook my head no.

“That’s OK, we were all virgins once.  It won’t be long before you are having sex. Looking at you, my guess is that you will be a catcher, not a pitcher, but that’s also OK.  The world needs all kinds and you will be serving a necessary role. You’re a cute kid, and once you start having sex, you going to be very popular.”

He told me that there was no rush, it would happen when the time was right. Until it happens, I could always jerk off.  He told me that all guys jerked off, even real men. It was natural and felt good. He suggested that I might enjoy playing with my ass, when I stroked my dick. He said that he bet I would cum much faster with a finger or two in my asshole. He then slapped me on my right butt cheek and went off to shower.

I thought a lot about the encounter during the day.  My dick got hard every time I remembered the naked redhead standing over me, talking about jerking off. That night, I did as he suggested and played with my ass while masturbating.  He was right, I shot the biggest load of my life with a couple of fingers shoved in my hole. I wondered how he knew?

I could not wait to tomorrow in the locker room.  I would tell the Redhead that he was right and ask if he had any other suggestions.