"Fuck. It was real." That was the first thing Diego thought as he opened his eyes. Inebriated by Arthur's mouth resting so near his big cock, the Latin hunk had trouble at sleeping. When he finally did it, he dreamed of Arthur. In the dream they were both the same age, 25 years, best friends, successful actors. They were in a waterfall at a place that resembled one of Costa Rica's jungles, Arthur on a jockstrap, sitting on his lap. He woke up with a hard-on, sweating.
The young stud looked at the athletic actor still sleeping on the bed. He was exhausted from the day before. Lying face down, all of Arthur's back muscles were at display. Even with his broad, muscular back exposed for appreciation, what stood out most about Arthur was his legendary ass, firm and juicy.
"Holy fuck." Diego's memories about last night were vivid. They didn't make love, they fucked. It was primal, wild, violent.
When he finally got out of bed, Diego's enormous cock dropped between his legs, heavy, swinging back and forth, as he picked up his clothes from the floor. He thought about rimming Arthur's ass one more time, but he was unsure if it was supposed to be a one-time thing.
He rubbed the underwear he'd worn the night before on the glans and giant balls, leaving it for Arthur as a gift, before going back to his room.
Apparently, Diego's uncertainties weren't out of place. Arthur panicked as he woke up. He never thought his hole could gap so wide. He was scared and regretted it somehow, but at the same time he would do anything for a taste of Diego's massive cock.
He did not deny how much he had enjoyed the sex. Diego had bred Arthur's muscle ass and that was fine, but what bothering the hairy-chested stud was the fact he had been mindfucked. And especially that Diego wouldn’t reciprocate it. He also needed to top him.
He showed himself trying not to think about that insanely thick cock. After all, he was someone who never liked the idea of submitting to someone.
Full of regret. Arthur took a quick shower, managed to change his flight to an earlier time, and packed his bags. He hesitated but ended up putting Diego's underwear along with his things.
On the verge of a nervous breakdown, Arthur decided to break up with Richard. It was a long-term relationship, but Arthur could not stand it anymore. Over the next days, he would start to date multiple guys, no commitment, including Nicholas Han, the Canadian man with whom he had had a threesome. It was the way he found to reassure himself that nothing had changed. He was THE top in the industry,
On the same day in Atlanta, Diego had a similar idea. He decided to break up with Miguel and Pedro. He didn't want to tell what had happened between him and Arthur, but he knew the three of them could not be a throuple anymore.
Already missing his insane amount of girth, Pedro became inconsolable about the break-up. Miguel guaranteed to Pedro he would be 100% top again from that moment. Cursing Diego, he promised he would neither suck a dick nor bottom again. "If I ever break these words, you can demand whatever you want from me." Angry, he fucked Pedro doggy-style. The Cuban nicknamed "Latin Conan" even liked it, but he missed a larger girth.
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For two weeks, Diego could not reach Arthur or have a proper conversation. He finally answered one of Diego's messages, in short sentences: "That was a one-time thing. Don't bother trying it again."
This feeling infuriated both. On the set, they stayed apart, recording some scenes professionally, but never interacting after doing their jobs. The whole atmosphere of the recordings was bad. Stuart, the couple Miguel and Pedro, Arthur, Richard, Diego, all of them had reasons to avoid being friends or going out together.
Stuart, the British, and Pedro, the Cuban, all kept inviting Diego to go out, with clear intentions of sucking his cock. Diego refused their advances. With rare exceptions, he never went out again with the same bottoms, and, by then, he still wanted to understand what was going on between him and Arthur.
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After almost two weeks without seeing each other, finally Arthur and Diego would work together again. The scene would be a tense dialogue in the open communal showers of a gym. Surrounded by other men, they could not reveal their powers.
The Iron Gladiator would be showering himself, with his back to the cameras. The Giant Bull would arrive and take up position at his side. It would be Diego's second full frontal in the series. While the water from the shower ran down their bodies, the camera would focus on their muscles and, in mid-shot, would show the two men naked, side by side. Diego's cock and Arthur's butt, the best of both worlds.
On the day of the recording, Arthur couldn't control his hard-on. He hated it. As Arthur had his back to the entire filming crew, Diego, by his side, was the only one who could perceive what was happening. Diego decided to improvise. He dismissed the whole team claiming he needed to have a private conversation with Arthur before shooting.
"Hey man, I won't tell anyone. Just jerk off and you are gonna be fine. Nobody is watching."
For Arthur, there had been nothing more humiliating than seeing how Diego's soft cock was bigger and thicker than his own hard. The main star found the whole situation upsetting. Arthur's thighs were big and strong, and one could easily see the time he dedicated to his body. But between his strong legs there was a dick with insufficient thickness, which didn't match his overall image.
Diego tried to create empathy with him: "It is okay with you are small..," but Arthur angrily interrupted him.
"Fuck off, I am not small."
"Calm down, man, I was gonna say 'smallER'. It is okay with you are smaller than me. I am talking about perspective. Side by side comparison. And relax, that is okay, big cocks are not everything."
Diego took two steps towards Arthur. The Bull had a life-changing, mesmerizing piece of huge meat. The pack was complete: huge head, heavy balls, unbelievable length. He leaned his anaconda against Arthur's hard cock.
Diego was not supposed to do that, but he laughed at the situation. "Hey, you are the one with an advantage. I don't have a hard-on right now."
As Diego fought for space under the shower beside Arthur, his member stiffened. He teased him, sliding his huge glans over Arthur's body, who was shaking. Once again Arthur was taken by the feelings of awe and envy. Since that day in Atlanta, he was running from these thoughts.
Diego tried to tranquilize Arthur. "Let's just jerk off together so we can conclude this scene."
Diego decided not to verbally tease his co-star anymore. The scene spoke for itself. But Arthur became red when he realized Diego was 100% hard. Inexplicably, the shocking difference turned him on. "10.0 inches”
He remembered Diego stating his length in Atlanta, after they worked out together. Since then, Arthur had been measuring himself over and over. He always found the exact same measure. 5.2 inches. “If my dick doubled in size, it would be bigger than his…” he hoped.
Regrettably, for him, he ended up saying this sentence out loud: "At least your dick isn't twice as big as mine." It became the turning point.
"I think it is." Diego declared in a resolute way.
"It's not. I know it." After so many measures, Arthur was confident. Diego, however, had one last card.
In his gym bag, he had a ruler. Slowly, he went to his bag to get it, showing Arthur that they could finally verify all those claims. Arthur was pissed because he thought Diego was doubting his words.
Confidently, he took the ruler from his co-worker's hand. "So…Time for inspection," Arthur said. "Ha. Here. The ruler doesn't lie. 5.2 inches."
"I owe you this for a while. To measure my cock in front of you. My turn. Come here."
When Diego grabbed the ruler against his colossal cock, Arthur could not believe in what he was seeing. A solid 10.5 inches. He became outraged.
"Let me try it! You are doing it wrong." But he was not. Arthur held Diego's cock. He tried hard to detain the urge to caress it. But he kept getting the same result. "Why did you say 10 inches in Atlanta?" he protested. He had been crushed by numbers. It may seem foolish, but it was a big deal for Arthur. Finding out that his rival's cock was more than twice the size of his skinny dick was devastating.
"I wanted to surprise you," Diego replied. He pinned him on the wall and rubbed his cock in Arthur's smaller one. The friction was sometimes uncomfortable for Arthur, because of the weight and potency of Diego's much larger rod over his own.
Taking control, Diego kissed Arthur's neck, until he got close to his left ear, where he whispered: "You are freaking out about my big cock, aren't you? How are you feeling right now? Small? Tiny? Weak?"
Dwarfed and outgunned by an equally muscular man, 10 years younger, he was feeling all that. But it also left him angry and horny as fuck. Arthur lost his mind. "Fuck off, that's unfair! The size of your cock is absurd!," yelled a desperate Arthur.
Diego moved his tongue to the right ear of Arthur. He licked it for a brief instant, before whispering in his deep voice: "An alpha cock versus a... what should we call yours? Beta? 10.5 inches versus 5.2. I told you it's more than twice." This time it was unbearable. Arthur shot out his sperm uncontrollably, soon followed by Diego. Since Atlanta, the two of them hadn't gushed so much cum.
It was an intense and lasting orgasm, under the shower. The two, exhausted, hugged each other in silence for a moment.
"That's enough," Arthur cut him off. "You can call the filming crew. Dry off, and let's finish this soon. I have to go home."
When the crew could finally return, the director thought they had lost the day. He was worried, but Diego reassured them they could settle things up. "We were just deciding on some improvisations, but at the end we chose to follow the script," said Diego. "Let's shoot the scene."
In the scene, the Giant Bull entered the locker room, took off his gym shorts, left them on the wood bench and then walked naked all the way towards the Iron Gladiator, while flaunting his big cock. His gigantic uncut member was even bigger, in a post-cum soft size. In the script, he turned heads as he walked through the locker room, but that would have happened anyway. The massive size of his cock head, fully exposed due to foreskin retraction, was intimidating and caused some buzz during the shooting. One of the extras was completely naked and it was noticeable how his entire dick was smaller than the Bull's glans. Brutal, but the director decided to keep it in the final cut.
Arthur was worried after looking at his rival. He was genuinely afraid of how viewers would react to that scene. After all, he had promised a full frontal, he even bragged about it. At the end, he took a step back. Diego, on the other hand, had the biggest grin on his face.
To avoid further comments, the 35-years old hunk tweeted the producers didn't agree on money issues for his full-frontal scene. Months later, when the episode finally aired, the Internet would be responsible for an endless number of fanfics and bad Photoshop images.
In the show, the conversation, although surrounded by distrust between the two characters, would seal a partnership between the two. This situation was entirely different from what had been happening between the two in real life. Although each day they jerked off thinking of Atlanta, the rivalry between the two increased behind the scenes.
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"Let's have a frank conversation about the show. Man-to-man." That was the message Diego sent to Arthur with the intention of settling things.
Five minutes later came the reply: "Be at this spot on Venice Beach." Arthur sent him the exact time and place and they met on a Venice Beach bench.
It was a hot day in Santa Monica and they both looked great, in clothes that fitted their muscular bodies. Diego wore a blue tank top and grey shorts, while Arthur was shirtless, only wearing black ranger shorts.
Arthur had arrived first. Diego sat down next to him: "Hey, man. Nice to see you. You look hot. Your thighs are exploding. Leg day today?"
"Thanks. I haven't work out today yet. You look great too."
"I'd like to fix things between us. Can I go straight to the point? How can we make things better between us?"
Arthur didn't think twice. "You would have to be a sub for me."
"Be honest. Be real. That's what you really think about whenever you fantasize about me?"
Although he wanted to believe otherwise, Arthur only daydreamed of Diego as his big-dicked top, dominating him. He wanted to fuck him in the ass only out of pride, it was not what made his own dick hard. Deep down, he knew it was not a likely scenario.
Diego adjusted his cock inside his shorts. The volume had Arthur spellbound, drawn to it like a magnet. That was the reason he had been avoiding Diego's company. Alongside his co-star, he behaved like someone who would do anything for a dick.
Still fighting against this truth, all he could do was stare at Diego's bulge. Noticing the looks, Diego rested his left hand on his balls discreetly and, with his right hand, showed Arthur a gift. "I bought you something that may help you." It was the ruler they had used to get the exact measures of their cocks. "On that day I saw how much you enjoy comparing. Open your mind to that. Look, I put an ink here at 10.5, and other at 5.2."
If Diego kept talking, maybe Arthur would have ejaculated right there. The numbers on the ruler symbolized the reality check Arthur had suffered. Arthur was stunned by Diego's audacity to provoke him in this way.
On his path to recognize Diego's superiority, he was learning how much the humiliation of being compared to a much bigger cock turned him on. Diego was an alpha, he was becoming a beta.
However, Arthur had one last trick up his sleeve. And he was about to use it.
