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“Gluteus Maximus” — Chapter Four”Gluteus Maximus” — Chapter FourOver the next few days, I walked through the world in somewhat of a daze. Ispent almost every conscious moment thinking about Dev; fucking me hard andstretching my hole, Dev telling me I was a gay pussy who needed cock, Devgiving me the brush off.I desperately wanted to see him again and struggled mightily not to callhim before Sunday — four long days away.I was distracted in school and suddenly had no use for sweet Becky. I gaveher a host of excuses why I couldn’t see her and avoided her as much as Icould. Like most women, she knew something was up and I could sense hernervous frustration with me.In a strange turnabout, I actually condescended to her much like Dev did tome as I told her that I was going to be too busy to see her for the rest ofthe week. I gave her a passionate kiss and sent her on her confused wayfeeling a slight twinge of an erection in my pants as I watched her sweetass walk away.But I knew deep down that I didn’t care about Becky anymore. It was likeDev’s words had cast a spell over me that morphed me into a cock cravinggay boy.”It’s okay man, I do know what’s happening to you. You’re gay. You wereborn to get fucked, and fucked good. I’ve never seen anyone take cock likeyou.” He said softly as he looked me straight in the eye. “You’re gonnaneed to get fucked now, but I can’t be dickin’ you down everyday, you knowwhat I’m sayin’?”He was right. God, I wanted it so bad. I wanted to be bent over and spankedand fucked hard for hours. I wanted to experience that shuddering, mindnumbing pleasure I had in the shower over and over again. I was obsessed.My parents asked me a few times why I was so quiet and moody — I justbrushed them off and told them it was the heavy workload from school. Ofcourse, they had no idea I was spending my nights up in my room constantlyjerking off and fingering my hole thinking about Dev fucking me.My only solace was football. The physical exertion of practice and workoutstook my mind off of my newfound obsession for the most part.I did start to fixate on my glute exercises a bit more — admiring theform and shape of my muscular bubble butt in any mirror that wasnearby. With every squat and thrust I thought of Dev. It was as if I wasflexing my ass for him.And the showers were certainly getting more interesting. I still felt thatI really wasn’t into guys and I could certainly contain myself in a showerfull of naked guys, but I started to check out their cocks a bit morepondering which one would be the best fit for my ass.The bigger heavier dudes with smaller dicks didn’t impress me; I knew Ineeded some size.Johnny Maxwell, another running back on the team, was small and very fitand seemed to have a big piece of meat for his size.But it was Ray Wickes’ cock that really caught my eye. Ray was our startingwide receiver; a good-looking black dude, tall, around 6’3”, lean, muscledand fit. He also was a “shower” with a banana cock that hung around 5 to 6″away canlı bahis siteleri from his body soft! “Hmm,” I wondered, “How big does that thing get?”Ray’s personality left a bit to be desired however. He always seemed tohave a chip on his shoulder and was very competitive with me as I was theteam’s starting running back. He always wanted the ball and when he didn’tget it he made no effort to hide his displeasure and frustration.Friday night’s game was great. We beat our cross-town rivals by ten pointsand played really well. I ran for 73 yards and a touchdown and Ray had 7grabs for almost a 100; a nicely balanced attack.In the locker room after the game it was all butt swats and grab ass aseveryone was celebrating. I had to work really hard to not pop a rod everytime someone slapped my butt.To get myself out of that predicament, I lingered longer at my locker anddecided to take my shower when everyone else was pretty much done. Peoplewere wrapping up and as I walked into the shower to find Ray rubbing hisneck under a showerhead. Apparently, he tweaked a muscle during the game.He barley acknowledged my presence with a grunt as I took up residencearound 20 feet away and began to wash my nasty little body.Ray was leaning forward with his eyes closed and the back of his head andneck under the flowing water. His meaty flaccid cock hung straight downfrom his body, a stream of water dropping from it. Of course, I couldn’thelp but look at that cock and wonder what it would be like to get fuckedby this strapping black stud. I imagined myself bending over andsurrendering my ass to Ray begging him to put it in me.I realized I was starting to get aroused and had to banish those illicitthoughts from my mind. I was in the process of ripping my fixated eyes awayfrom this black stud when he suddenly snapped to attention and barked atme.”What the hell you looking at faggot?” he sneered, charming as usual.I almost jumped out of my skin. “Oh nothing, man.” I stammered, “You hurtyour neck?””Yeah” was his simple answer as he gave me a dirty look, turned off theshower and walked away.”That went well” I laughed to myself and wondered if he really noticed mechecking out his junk. I couldn’t help but thinking of him as I played withmy hole a little bit in the shower.After the game, as usual we all went out to a local diner to eat and have alaugh. Also, as usual, Becky was there and she glommed on to me like abarnacle to a hull. I felt suffocated by her presence but tried my best tocarry on with my boyfriend duties.Ray was there too, surrounded by all his cronies and his petite littlegirlfriend Maxine. She looked so small next to him; I couldn’t help butwonder how she would look getting speared by his big cock.”Hey, you with me here?” Becky asked as I came out of my Ray inducedtrance. She leaned in and gave me a kiss, “Come on, let’s get out of here”.Becky was all over me on the way home. Even though I wasn’t thatinterested, it only took a little ear nibbling and tipobet her hand on my crotch toget me revved up.I fucked the shit out of her in the back seat in one of our usual parkingspots.Watching her bounce up and down on my cock, her beautiful, pert titsbouncing with her, I realized that I liked fucking her. She was a gorgeouschick and she was obviously crazy about me. I was one lucky dude. The onlyproblem was that I also realized that if I had the choice, I’d rather bethe one bouncing up and down on a dick, making chipmunk sounds like a bitchin heat. God, I couldn’t wait to see Dev again.Sunday couldn’t get here fast enough. I called Dev in the afternoon and gotvoicemail.”Hey man, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight…” I saidtrying not to sound so needy.Dev never called back. I was crestfallen and felt that black hole in my gutagain.Monday went by and I still didn’t hear from him. I left him anothermessage. “Hey Dev, it’s Josh. Um, I was just wondering if you wanted tohang out sometime this week. I’d love to see you man…” I was definitelya pitiful needy bitch.Late Monday night, I was lying in bed staring at the ceiling when my cellphone rang.”Hey man, how you doing?” Dev asked benignly.”I’m good, man, good to hear from you.” God, I sounded like such a dork.”Yeah, sorry it took me a while to get back, I was busy, you know what I’msayin’?” he said flatly.”Yeah, that’s cool. I was, um just wondering if you wanted to hang outsometime this week.””You want to hang out? Like watch TV or something?” he said.I let out a little nervous laugh, “Well, you know what I’m talkingabout…””Bitch, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why don’t you tell me…”his words practically spit out of the phone.”Well, um…” I stammered, somewhat stunned by his aggression.”Listen man, we both know what you want. You don’t want to “hang out” youwant to get fucked. Enough of this little boy blue bullshit, tell me whatyou want like the bitch you are.”I was shocked. I couldn’t believe his tone. I was also hard as a rock.”You there?” he asked.”Um, yeah, I…” I didn’t know what to say.”Listen Josh, if you want to be with me, you gotta start playing thegame. I like slutty, dirty talking bitches. Now tell me what you want.” Hecommanded.The floodgates opened. “Oh man, I want your cock. I want you to fuck theshit out of me and make me scream…””That’s it, baby.” He said, his tone completely changed. “You want to eatit?””I want to suck your dick and eat your cum. Slap my face with your hot cockand tease me with it. Then fuck the shit out of me again — all night,man — I want to bounce on your dick all night!” My body was twitchingwith arousal.”Yeah man, sounds good.” He said in a satisfied tone. “See you tomorrowaround 6”.I jerked off immediately as I got off the phone and shot a huge load on mystomachThe next night at Dev’s house was different.My first visit was almost like an extended massage session that turned intofucking. On my second visit, tipobet giriş he made me suck his cock — something Ithought I’d never do in my life — fucked me into a frenzy and by the endleft me needing him desperately.Now, I felt like a nervous, subservient girlfriend going to see her man. Hesaid he wanted his “bitches” to be dirty talking and slutty and that kindof excited me.He greeted me at the door looking the “The Ladies Man”, wearing a silk robewith nothing on underneath, his semi hard on poking out through the slit.”Hey baby…” he smiled and took me into his arms and kissed mepassionately, his hands quickly finding their way to my butt. “How youdoing sweet cheeks?”I wrapped my hand around his ever hardening rod and said sweetly “Mmm, I’ma lot better now…”I slowly dropped to me knees, never breaking eye contact with him as Ipopped the head of his cock into my mouth. “Mmm” I moaned on his dick as Igave him the best lustful gaze I could muster.”Oh, looks like baby needs dick tonight!” he said with delight.I started sucking his beautiful cock with abandon. Whatever aversion I hadto sucking dick in my head was long gone. I just wanted to please Dev andat this moment I loved sucking his cock. I wanted to pleasure him and gethim to blow a load in my mouth and eat his cum. I was in total lust.He grabbed my head and started giving me a gentle face fucking, all thewhile making a string of aggressive statements such as, “Yeah suck thatcock, bitch! You like that dick? White bitch is hungry tonight!” and myfavorite “Suck that black cock!”There was obviously a lot more to Dev than the quiet, straight-lacedmasseuse I meant all those weeks ago. He was a sexual a****l, a masculinestud who not only needed, but deserved to be serviced well and often.He groaned loudly as he shot what felt like a gallon of hot cum down mygullet. I loved taking his man juice and moaned on his dick as I milked thelast drops.”Hmm, man! Looks like you’re getting the hang of this shit, Josh!” he saidas he patted my like a dog on the head, his cock still in my mouth. I gavehim a grateful smile.Dev then proceeded to fuck me every which way till Sunday. I screamed andcried and worshiped him as he deserved for what seemed like hours. He didfuck the shit out of me and I loved every incredible minute of it. He was amachine and as I was getting reamed violently from behind, slamming hiscock into me so hard that I was making involuntarily whimpers on everythrust, I realized I was one lucky bitch.Later, lying in bed, we kissed and cuddled and I was all over him likeBecky was with me the last time I saw her. I was glowing with post coitalbliss and showered him with kisses. I felt positively… feminine. I wouldhave done anything for him at that moment.I had my head cuddled against his rippled stomach as he rubbed my headsweetly. “How you feeling?” he asked sweetly.”That was great”, I said somewhat dreamily. “Thank you, I needed that…””I guess so, man. You really are a cockslut, you know that?” he said with abit of a smile if his voice.I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah, I guess I am…””Good.” He said as he pushed my head down his torso. “Now get back on thatdick”I happily sucked his cock back into my mouth, hoping he had another bigload to feed me.

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