His head was throbbing as he woke up, naked and face down on the beach.  Damn, he thought to himself, spring break is much more intense than he expected. He needed to pace himself and slow down on the drinking or he would not survive the week. He can’t even remember what happened last night.  He lost track of his friends at one point and started drinking with some frat boys from Michigan.  The last thing he remembers is being handed a drink and told to follow the guys to a quiet spot on the sand, away from the crowds.

Now that he was more awake and able to take stock of his situation, he realized it was not just his head that hurt, his whole body was sore.  His ass felt like it had taken a beating. As he focused on the pain, he realized it not only hurt, but it felt different. It felt….empty. There was no other word for it. Like it was relaxed after being stretched.  The same feeling you get after taking a serious dump.  It was weird that it felt “empty”, because he could also feel that it was full and that something was dripping out. 

He put it out of his mind for now. For the moment he needed to figure out how to get back to the motel he was staying at. With no clothes, phone, or money, he would need to sneak down the beach and hope the guys he came with were in the room. He figured his friends would be able to help him find out what happened last night.  

He was in luck, his buddies were all sleeping off hangovers from the night before. So he was able to get into the room. They had all gotten really drunk after striking out with the girls at the bar. As he walked into the motel room full of horny guys, he caught sight of the writing on his back in the mirror over the sink.  He suddenly understood what had occurred and why his ass felt abused. The realization came a little too late, his “friends” has seen his back as well, and knew they had a way to take care of their “blue-balls”.

He did not have to worry about waking up naked on the beach again, because he never left the motel room.  While most college students come back from spring break tan and full of good stories, he went back to school pale, broken and full of cum.

See, this is a much better angle, it takes away your freedom.  Standing over you like this, your mouth becomes a hole to fuck as hard and deep as I want. With your neck bent downward I have a straight shot into you. I can punch deep into your throat, without worrying about that annoying gag reflex of yours. 

From here I can feed you my cock. I can control the speed and depth. You really are nothing more than a fuck hole for me to use for my pleasure.

I bet this is not really what you had in mind, when you said you would be willing to “experiment”. You probably thought we would just swap some bro jobs, to get each other off. I know we were both horny, being stuck up here in the woods for the past two weeks. There is only so often a guy can sneak off alone to jerk it. Stroking it alone, just doesn’t release the built up stress and horniness as well a fucking a hole to bust a nut.  

Your big mistake was offering to go first.  Once my cock felt your warm mouth wrapped around it, there was no going back. I am going to want to feel that a lot more often. You are going to take care of all of my sexual needs from now on. You might as well get used to the taste of my meat. You are a bitch now.

Too bad you won’t be able to get off, cause I am not a cocksucker, like you. But that’s OK, your inability to get off will allow you to be that much more focused at serving my needs. 

I really enjoy using you like this. You are a natural fuck hole.

Alone in the locker room, horny from the scent of testosterone and sweat in the air and the memory of the naked athletes usually filling this hallowed space. You feel privileged to be in this temple of masculinity. 

That is the moment you hear the wresting team finish their practice in the gym and start to file into this sacred space. The timing is perfect. Your natural impulses overwhelm you. Your sensible brain shuts down and your body takes control. You bend over and properly position yourself to be seen by the burly, sweaty grappler’s as they first enter the locker room. Advertising your availability and desire to be used by these lycra clad gods in whatever manner they choose. Common sense and shame are no longer something to be considered. You know this is a bad idea and yet you can’t stop. Your jock clad ass twitches in anticipation of being pummeled by wrestler meat. Your whole life has been leading up to this moment.

It isn’t the falsely innocent pose, it isn’t his tight little body, it isn’t even the “fuck me eyes”. 

It’s that hot hairy cunt hole that does it for me. I love the way his ass thatch feels against my cock head as I rub it between his cheeks. I love the look of his wool all wet with spit and pre-cum, mashed down and re styled. And I love the way it catches my creampie and holds it there. His furry cum covered ass advertising how available he is to the next guy waiting to take a turn in that hairy pussy.

“Take it all, faggot.” 

“Noooooooo!”

“Stop fighting it, let me in there balls-deep!”

“Arghhhhhh.”

“Fuck yeah, all ten inches of my thick meat buried deep inside you.”

“Ohhhh…..stoooopp.”

“I’m gonna fuck your tight little cunt until I bust a nut.”

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

“Yeah, that’s it fuck toy. Open up and become a good little bitch for me.”

“Fucckkkkk noooooooo!”

“Here it comes faggot.
Take my fucking load.”

You came home to see this Alpha coming out of your bedroom. He just pumped five loads of fresh cum into your fiance. Seeing you in the living room he just grins. He feels no remorse at fucking your girlfriend behind your back. In fact he pushes you to your knees and makes you clean off his cock.

“Oh look, it is regaining consciousness. Now we can get started.” 

“Who’s first?”

“Rock, paper, scissors for the first go at the faggot’s virgin pussy?”

“Sounds good. I just hope Steve doesn’t win again. Last time he destroyed that tight hole before we got a shot. It was all stretched out and overflowing with jizz. The fag barely had any fight left in him.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault. Once I get close to a available fuck hole my cock takes over. It likes busting in a new cunt, and making it open up properly.”

“Plus he likes to hear the screams as he punches in for the first time.”

Two young men trying anal sex for the first time.  They were experimenting and had said they would trade positions for the next time, but there is no way that is really going to happen. The top heard the bitch below him screaming in pain as his thick cock penetrated the boy’s tight virgin ass.  He knows that it must have hurt like hell.  After a few minutes the screams of pain changed into moans of pleasure, but it was the screams that stayed with the top.  He figures that the bottom is already broken in, why go thru the same thing himself.  He enjoyed the fuck from the first moment, with no pain required, and besides being on top feels right. He likes being the one in control, the one doing the penetrating. He knows he can force the boy below him to be the take his cock again. There is no reason to try another way  He figures that after he has force fucked the boy a couple of times, it will stop fighting back and accept its place on the bottom, taking dick.

There is a natural order to things, some men are born to penetrate others and some are born to meekly accept cocks in their holes for the pleasure of others.