Carlossutra

Carlos Pena woke up in his luxurious Four Seasons hotel suite. He looked groggy and confused at the gilded stucco elements on the ceiling and tried to sit up in bed. The silk sheets slipped to the side, but his body barely seemed to move. His limbs and even his jaw ached and he felt enormous pressure in his bladder. With all his effort he made it to the bathroom, having to hold on to armchairs and door frames on the way there to keep from tipping over. As soon as he sat on the white porcelain, a gush of white-brown slime shot out of his ass with such force that some of it splashed back onto his brown buttocks.

“Shit,” Pena swore as he wiped his ass with wet wipes, “What is that?” He could barely remember anything from last night. The only thing he knew was that he had to get another sleep to get rid of the supposed hangover. On the way to bed he saw a note stuck to his cell phone: “Read the news!”

Using facial recognition, he opened the screen and pressed a video message that he believed was from Sara Petric, who he remembered very well.

He was speechless as he watched the video, which lasted about 90 seconds and was made up of small clips and photos. When it was finished, he pressed play again, and again a third time, until the message sunk into his dazed brain.

The video started with a familiar statement like a kidnapping blackmail video: “We know that you call yourself the Sperminator and have a nice collection of photos in which you humiliate and photograph your female conquests with a facial. However, now the spermiantor has been sperminated!” Close-ups followed of Carlos Pena sucking cocks, judging by the color and size of the cocks there had to be at least three different ones, which marked and covered his youthful face with their cream. He saw a clip of him spitroasted, stuffed with cocks from two sides and seemingly moaning with pleasure. He saw a clenched fist, as thick as a melon, shoved into his ass canal, shot from the angle of the camera to show his glassy, ​​wide eyes and drooling mouth. Finally, the final photos showed him lying naked on the floor of his hotel room with multiple jets of piss spraying from all directions onto his shiny golden body.

He stared in disgust at the idle screen in his right hand for several minutes. He couldn't or didn't want to understand that this had actually happened and believed it was a prank. But when his eyes wandered to the carpet in the living area and he saw the dark wet stain there, he realized that it wasn't fake. Only now did he realize that he was unconsciously playing with his asshole with two fingers of his left hand and that his cock was already hard. He wanted to stop, but couldn't control his fingers, which penetrated him slowly and steadily until he fucked himself wildly with his own hand and in just under a minute had an orgasm so violent that his screaming could be heard throughout the whole floor of the Hotel.

Only when his pulse had calmed down a bit did he realize that it was already late afternoon. Carlos Pena took off his sweaty T-shirt and carelessly threw it in the corner of the room. His walk to the bathroom was now a little safer and he jumped into the shower. He scrubbed his body as if it would remove all the evil and shame from last night. After almost 25 minutes, he stood in front of the mirror, dried off, brushed his teeth just as thoroughly and pondered whether he should shave the shadow of his beard. However, since this gave him somewhat more masculine features, he decided to leave it alone.

Freshly perfumed, he put on a pair of limited edition Diesel jeans that cost over $500 and a white silk shirt that he left the top four buttons undone. He looked at himself in the mirror and ran a hand through his short, dark hair. “You're a desirable devil!” he murmured and left the suite to ask for a taxi on the street.

It was now 7:56 p.m. and he felt an enormous appetite. He knew of a good seafood restaurant not far from one of the cool nightclubs in Vallecas where hundreds of hot girls hung out. He took a taxi for a large part of the route, but felt that the jerky ride through the winding streets was not good for him, which is why he asked the taxi driver to let him out a little earlier so that he could take the last few steps in the fresh air.

In front of him, a young woman strode across the street in her high heels. Her perfume hung in the air and tickled his nose. Without thinking, he followed her down the street as if in a trance, filled with her scent and the sound of her footsteps. When he awoke from the trance a short time later, the woman in front of him had disappeared and instead he was pursuing a strong, dark-skinned man, apparently in his mid-40s, whose smell of fish and sweat hung in the air like the woman's perfume before. Wearing only a white tank top and ripped jeans, the man's arms were almost completely covered in tattoos and thick silver bracelets adorned his wrist.

The man had noticed Pena and initially thought that someone was trying to attack him, but when he saw the man in his stylish designer clothes, his concern gave way to a sneaky inspiration. As he turned the corner into a dark alley at the edge of the fish market, he hid in a doorway where he waited for the young actor. As he passed the hiding place, Miguel, the strong fish seller, reached out and pressed the younger body to his chest.

“What are you doing here, boy!” hissed Miguel. “You must have gotten lost in your fine designer clothes!”

“I, I...!” Pena stammered, “please don’t hurt me, I can give you money! I don’t know how I got here...”

Before he could finish, Miguel pressed his rough hand over his mouth. “Hush, hush, you know exactly why you’re here. Little boys like you are looking for a daddy. They want a daddy who will show them how to be a man, who will punish them if necessary when they have been naughty, and who will be the real man they will never be!”

Miguel took away his hand and came closer so his lips tenderly touched Pena's. The actor could feel his warm breath through both his mouth and nose. Unvoluntarily Pena raised his arm and caressed the strong man's back, first at the collar of the tanktop, then his hands slid underneath worshipping the strong muscles. The feel of his captor's sweaty and hairy back took his breath away, and he slightly opened his mouth just to feel a large tongue press through his parted lips. He tasted a strong mixture of fish, alcohol and tabacco but he didn't care! He opened his mouth even more and let the stranger's tongue in as his hand wrapped around the back of his new daddys head to secure the intense kiss.

Suddenly he had a whole new bunch of really rather revolting images of this dirty unwashed mouth, thinking of all the odors coming from this man. As his tongue explored Miguel's mouth he realized, that even his teeth, as if they hadn't been brushed in a week, had a strong and abiding aroma of ripe fish. The strange and somehow disgusting aroma was making Pena light headed. Over all the stench of fish Pena could catalogue the aroma unwashed tobacco clothes, fetid sweaty body and dirty feet coming from the heavy workboots, Miguel wore. Pena suddenly found his mind wondering, if his penis and scrotum would smell even worse, fish and cheese and whatever. He somehow wondered whether he was going to pass out of the vapours right where he stood in the dark corner near the fishmarket, still busy, hearing lots of voices so near.

Pena knelt down in the alley, soaking his jeans in the gutter and he watched the muscle god in awe. He saw the sweat bead up on Miguel and drip down onto his own kneeling body. He wanted to taste it, so badly. Then he got his wish. Miguel pulled him up again at his neck and pushed his sweaty armpit into his mouth.

"LICK IT CUNT" Miguel ordered.

Pena couldn't get enough of it. He made sounds like a starving boy, finally getting some delicious food.

"I knew it once I saw you following me, you fags are all the same. Look at the things you starve for..." Miguel pulled away his pit and Pena begged.

"Please daddy. MORE. MORE. Please." Pena should have been thinking how humiliating this was. Instead, all he was thinking was this man's pits and cock.

After a few minutes of licking Miguel's armpits, pecs and bicebs the man got tired of his slut. He was ready for something more interesting, gripping Pena's pants at the back and ripping them open as if they were made of thin paper.

„Not wearing anything underneath, I like my sluts to be prpared!“ he grumbled and Carlos Pena realized he had forgotten his boxers. Then without any further foreplay he got it. Spreading his asscheeks open with his rough hands, Pena's ass was now an easy target for Miguel's dirty, long, thick, enraged cock.

"I'm going in raw, bitch. Your hole looks so sloppy, I don't think we need any lube!" Pena's ass was still sore from the evening before, and when Miguel pressed both his thumbs into his cheeks for leverage, he winced.

"Please Sir, take your bitch! Fuck me raw, Breed me, take me dirty in this dark alley, make me know, that you are superiour!" pleaded Pena as the thick cock slid in to the hilt. That evoked a loud yowl from him as Miguel continued to piledrive his ass. He pushed faster and harder from minute to minute, and came inside the young actor as he never had come before. He now OWNED this slut's ass, and they both knew it.

"You're gonna get so much cock tonight, Big Time Rush-slut!" Miguel screamed with his last spurt of cum. He rocked his hips further and twisted his fat tool around inside of Pena's flooded ass. Miguel by now had Pena pinned face-down to the dirty stones of the alley.

As if he had arranged a little party a group of men had gathered just around them attracted by the screams and moans of Pena.

The first one, a burly fisherman with lots of curly dark hair covering his whole body screwed him fast and hard for a few minutes before he pulled out and stuffed Pena's gaping mouth with his dick, flooding his throat with six to seven heavy spurts of thick cream.

Pena could feel another throbbing fuck-stick brush against his backside.

"Tell me what you are, Nickleodeon." a stranger's voice ordered.

"I'm a cum-hungry faggot slut, sir. My only living-purpose is to suck and slurp on cocks and give them my worthless fag body, sir!"

"That's right. You like sucking spunk out of a hard man's dick and taking them up your ass? Getting bred like a bitch?"

"Yes, sir."

"You also like to get peed on?"

Pena hesitated and was revarded with a strong push of the thick cock.

"Yes, sir." he mumbled around another new cock in his mouth which already was shooting jizz down his throat and covering his face and hair while pulling out.

"Good pig. Wanna be my boyfriend? I count on you!" The stranger quoted songs of BTR. He grabbed Pena by the hair and places him in the middle of the alley pushed on his shoulders, and Pena obediently dropped to his knees.. "Now let's have some real fun with you."

"Ok, fellas," the stranger addressed Miguel and the crowd consisting of a dozen men, black and white, tall and small, old and young but all having a large bulge in their pants. "I know, you all want to have a piece of that nice actor's ass. But what this faggot really loves is drinking cum and piss. If we want to keep him going for the whole night, we feed the slut before we breed it."

It didn't take long before Pena felt a hot stream of piss hit his chest soaking his white silk shirt. A second was aimed at his face and he obediently opened his mouth, which at once became the target for a third stream. Pena had problems swallowing so the piss was running down the sides of his mouth, dripping onto his chest. Then he opened up more and swallowed repeatedly breathing through his nose and took as much as he could. Someone else started to pee on his back and down his asscrack washing out some of Miguel's cum.

After a few minutes of hosing him down, hard dicks started to poke Pena's face and lips, and he got back to sucking. The first one he took down his throat was not thick but at least 12'' long; Pena himself was a little surprised he could take the whole thing right away.

"Fuck, he's a natural," the guy grunted.

"Yeah, he's a talented little cocksucker," Miguel laughed. "Don't be afraid to skull-fuck him - the bitch really loves it."

The guy drove in with all force and Pena thaught his lungs would be ripped out. Then he came, feeding him his nectar, slapping his face with the slimy anaconda and smearing spunk on his cheeks, lips and eyebrows.

„That's a good make up for you!“ the stranger triumphed and made room for others.

Pena couldn't keep track of the cocks surrounding him. A few guys just hosed him down again as two others fought for space in his split open mouth, while he himself groped around desperatly to stroke any pole he could reach. They taunted and humiliated him, calling him fag, slut, bitch, pig, whore and many other things. He somehow fucking loved it being disgraced and still being the center of attention, sitting in the mud of the street, worshippimg some heros. He was not a celebrity any more, he now was a man from the street, a slut for stiff manhood and hot semen, a cumdump.

He spat out the two dicks he was suckling to beg: "Anyone, please fuck me. Please breed my slutty hole..."

Pena was pushed onto his back, and rough hands shoved his legs up against his chest where he himself held them in place sticking out his hole. A cock thick as a baseball bat slid into his pussy.

„This is what I call a talented cunt," the fucker said as he plunged in and out of Pena's new twat.

"Let's double the fun, Rico" Miguel was back in the game and Pena felt him pee on his ass while it was worked over by a big fat dick. Once Miguel finished peeing, he crouched down and slipped a few fingers into Pena's hole next to Rico's plunging cock. "That's what you want, boy, want to have all the cock in the world in your cunt! Want real spanish men to dominate you!"

Pena was gripped by the armpits and as Miguel lay down on his back they let his ass sink down on Miguel's thick cock. Rico pushed Pena back until he was flat on Miguel's chest, hooked Pena's legs over his shoulders and re-entered him. Carlos Pena was in bliss being double-penetrated and couldn't believe it. From somewhere far beyond his mind he received another mouthful of piss and only missed a few drops, which dribbled out onto his chest.

"Fucking faggot. Still hungry? Who wants to feed him some more cum?" Miguel sreamed.

Ropes of hot spunk hit Carlos Pena's outstretched tongue seconds later. "I'm gonna bust, too." someone shouted and the actor-slut swallowed and opened his mouth again. More jizz was sprayed onto his face and he hungrily licked up all that he could.

Rico double-dicking Carlos Pena with Miguel suddenly blew his wad up his ass.

"That's fuckin' nice," Miguel moaned as his stiff meat slipped around in the fresh load of his friend Rico. Miguel shot his load seconds later and also pulled out. Pena was flipped onto all fours his hole gaping wide and sloppy. Only a moment passed before another fat dick was pushed inside of him, and three or four others assembled around his head.

"Yeah, take all those dirty spanish fuckin' cocks, bitch." the top said as he drilled into Pena's greasy asshole.

"Goddamn disgusting pig"

"Cum-whore"

"Crazy faggot cum-dump"

The voices humiliating him sounded like an angel's choir to Pena as someone gripped his chin and spit on his face, just in time so someone could jam his stiff dick between the broken actor's lips.

This treatment continued for some time, a series of hard cocks lined up to fuck Pena doggy-style draining their nuts in his hole just to use his mouth like a whore's pussy to clean their cocks from his assslime. He felt them pulse between his lips as he was fed their delicious man-cream; at one point, three of them flooded his stretched mouth with seed at the same time. Streams of hot piss splattered against his face, back and dick-filled ass soaking his shredded jeans hand expensive shirt that clung heavily to his skin.

They carried him over to one of the metal display shelves for selling fish to double-penetrate him again. In the same position as before he was raped by two hard cocks and babbling incoherent words.

"Look at that thing fucking gape." someone said. „Stuffed with two cocks and there is still room for more!“ Saying this he fetched a large gilthead of about one foot in length and stuck it into Pena's twat next to the penetrating cocks.

In the hour all this was going on there were more guys than Pena had expected, probably fifteen or twenty, though the number fluctuated as some left and others arrived. As they all left at some point he was lying in the gutter filled with the melting ice-water and blood from gutting fish of the fishmarket, his expensive clothes shredded to rags and drenched in cum and piss. His belly was full of jizz and piss from both ends and his wallet was emptied as they had taken his money and his Rolex. At least they had left him his papers but not his pride, that was lost a few hours ago. Thinking of how his life had changed in the last day from being a top celebrity and how he was broken to be a bottom cumslut he smiled and took the fish in his ass at its caudal fin and began to move it back and forth like a dildo moaning for more, but he was alone.

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Carlos Blanco was 34 years old. With 6' and 264 lbs he was proud on his bodybuilding career. Although he always pretended to be straight he couldn't help from watching all those sweaty male bodies in the locker rooms and get slightly aroused. He was super stressed out by his daily life and duties, and wanted to escape. He always had a thing for muscular jocks but denied it. That's until the day he met Diego, or let's say, until the day Diego discovered him.

He was just finishing his workout, lifting nearly double of his own weight as a hand from behind grabbed his asscheeks and squeezed them hard.

„Nice!“ the stranger whispered. „Would like to have a taste of them!“

Carlos Blanco was taken aback by this directness. He slowly turned around and looked into the emerald green eyes of the tall man with deep tanned skin. This stranger was equal in stature to him, but he radiated such enormous masculinity that Carlos Blanco wanted to lie in his arms like a bride being carried across the threshold. The stranger stroked his dark hair and, in the middle of the crowded gym, grabbed his opponent's buttocks again and pulled him closer to his body.

“Hi, I’m Diego!” he introduced himself. “You can call me sir, muscle bitch!”

Carlos should have felt degraded by these words and should have pushed Diego away, but his well-kept secret, which not even he was aware of yet, made the blood boil in his veins and his cock became hard within seconds.

Diego pressed his lips to those of the bodybuilder, who returned the kiss in amazement. He slowly pushed Carlos Blanco towards the shower room while he continuously played with his tongue in the muscle man's mouth. Once there, he blocked the door from the inside so that they wouldn't be disturbed. At first he wanted Carlos for himself, without exception. The times when men would line up for his willing body would come soon enough.

„Now flex your arms for me!“ Diego ordered as they were standing in the tiled room alone. Blanco flexed hard and showed off his body.

"You always wanted to do this!“ Diego hissed. „You like sharing your body and muscles for people...flexing your muscles for others is your pleasure. You want them to get hard seeing you. But you want more, slave! Isn*t it so?"

Blanco froze for an instant and lowered his arms.

"I did not tell you to stop. Get your right bicep up right now..." instructed Diego. Carlos Blanco followed the order.

He was willing to do anything right now for his master. He had a very appreciative audience in Diego and wanted nothing more than to please him.

"Now feel your right peak with your left hand for me bitch. Feels so hard doesn't it...like my hard cock that's going to be your god soon!" whispered Diego as he watched Blanco grab and feel his right flexed bicep. Blanco posed even harder and looked intently at his own flexed bicep and then back to the huge bulge and spot of precum that he knew his body had caused in Diego's shorts. This cock had to be a monster already and was still growing as Diego watched his new slave break so easy.

„On your knees!“ Diego ordered and while Carlos Blanco knelt down on the wet tiles he fetched out his enlarged cock, glistening with precum. Blanco's eyes were instantly transfixed to the 13 inches that were now coming closer and closer.

Diego walked over to the kneeling musclestud and rubbed his surging cock across Blanco's rippled biceps as if to mark his territory. Then he smeafred his precum on the other biceps and the forehead of his new conquest. He used his cock like a paintbrush on Blanco's pecs and nose until he finally lightly tipped it to his lips.

Carlos Blanco the new musclebitch whimpered a quiet, " Fuck yeah...." as a large drop of precum was left on his upper lip, the smell of it filling his nostrils. He wanted more. On his entire chest and body or even finally sucking Diego off and taking his musclejuice load down his throat. For sure he had never sucked a cock before, he did not even know how to suck, especially such a large one. Until now all the girls he had been with always wanted to touch him and suck him off. He had enjoyed those talented warm wet mouths engulfing his cock and sucking him off. He tried to remember the way they took down his cock, wich was small compared to Diego's weapon.

Diego glistening with sweat from his own workout before ripped off his white tank top and watched Blaco inhale. The kneeling bodybuilder even smiled when he saw the dense hair covering Diego's body as he himself always had shave his body for competitions. That hair was so sexy and manly. Diego's black curly fur intrigued him as it was something he did not have and yet this man's vascularity was damn impressive to him.

"Get ready MuscleSlut, I want you to become a professional cucksucker. We are having our soiree here for ourselves and if you behave, I can open up the door later and let in everyone else from the gym. Are you going to follow my commands slut?" Diego asked but knew the answer as only a hoarse „Yes, Sir!“ escaped Blanco's trembling lips.

Diego now himself straightened his body and said, "Here we go...grab my cock bitch, feel the strength coming from it, yeah...great... ohhhh...that feels so good... you'll become a good cocksucker, I knew it once I saw you observe the other men out there... not watching their faces or torsos but their bulges in their pants... so obvious...my cock... hard as steel...feels good to you doesn't it?"

Blanco couldn't answer as he was hypnotized and becoming in love with this cock as he gripped it tight and squeezed. Diego pressed his huge foot-long cock closer to Blanco's head and grabbed his dark blond hair, forcing the first four inches into his conquest's mouth and choking him instantly. Blanco thought he would die while he, the one who had made women worship his muscles and prick, now himself was in a position of helplessness, servicing another man's giant cock with his lips, mouth and throat and loving it.

"Careful, bitch! No teeth! Use your lips to cover them!" Diego growled while Blanco's cock-transfixed mind and body were forced to obey. The musclebitch thaught of all the female sluts who had sucked his cock and how they gagged and coughed as he would skullfuck them. „Do you want the whole thing?“ Diego asked.

Diego didn't wait long for his bitches response and rammed more and more cock down Blanco's unexperienced throat, watching tears stream down the stud's face as he struggled to take it. However despite the pain in his throat the bodybuilder mindlessly began to suck and slurp.

"Look how much you like it, bitch!" Diego said and withdrew his cock suddenly, making Blanco splutter for an instant and gasp for air before the monster was thrust back down his once virgin gullet. The bodybuilder was throatfucked on his knees, his mouth used like a pussy as Diego held on to his head and pistoned away with his hips. Gurgles and grunts from helpless Carlos filled the room as the foot long dick scraped his tonsils and plunged into his contracting throat. His rippled abs contracted every time he tried in vain to retch when his sore throat was forced to take the horsecock again and again. After a short while he was choking on the copious creamy load that Diego had brewed up in his giant sweaty balls. For the first time in his life he, Carlos Blanco professional bodybuilder, was a pathetic sweaty mess as he was fucked in the face and forced to taste salty, bitter cum from this giant cock as it spewed down his throat before it was pulled out and continued to cover his face.

"Lick it up, bitch, clean up your mess!" taunted Diego and Blanco strted slurping up whatever his tongue could reach.

The skullfucking continued for over 30 minutes and in that time Carlos Blanco was turned into an expert cocksucker. As Diego stopped stuffing his manhood down the bodybuilder's throat he was so out of it you could have probably forced a fist and elbow down his throat. Cum coated his face, hair and chest and streaked his chin. Diego's numerous loads of cum puddled in his stomach and reeked through his nostrils.

"Please oohhh mooooorrreee" he slobbered as he felt Diego stop, even more cum drooling from his chin.

"If you want more, worship my body! Come here and kiss my right bicep slut..." Diego barked and flexed his arms.

"Come here and now lick all this mountain of muscle for me, get it harder bitch." Diego was loving the control and the response of his new slave.

"Do me, come on, these big godly arms are for you muscleslut...Kiss my biceps good...both of them. Lick them all over and let them shine in the light!“

Then Carlos Blanco smelled something different. It was very musky and he felt the heat on his face. It was Diego's armpit. Carlos' head was pushed in the stinking pit and he locked his head in there. As with the rest of his master's body, the smell was overpowering Carlos. Diego didn't need to wait to tell the muscleslut what to do. He started furiously liking his armpit clean with his tongue so his face was instantly drenched with his master's sweat.

"That's it atta boy, take in the smell of a real men. Lick my pit clean." Carlos licked the armpit with even more eagerness the damp hair scratching his nose. The taste was salty but somehow refreshing.

"Now the other." Diego removed his armpit only to replace it by the other. Again, Carlos inhaled deeply and started to clean it too.

Carlos felt like being in pig's heaven, all his hidden dreams came true. He took in the smell of his manhood, this strong musky smell. He thaught about bathing in it and suck it up into his own skin soi it'll stay there forever.

Once Diego was satisfied with his muscleslave's work, he leaned forward and whispered „Now kiss me right on the lips...come on! Let me taste my salty sweat!" reaching out and pulling Carlos' face towards him. He leaned over and pressed his mouth on Carlos'. He then shoved his tongue between his lips and began kissing him in his mouth making out with him, running his tongue all around the astonished musclestud's oral cavity. Carlos Blanco couldn't help but kiss him back and eagerly began sucking on the end of his master's strong hard tongue so he didn't feel the finger entering his butthole.

Only a few minutes later as Diego broke the kiss, Carlos felt the strong digit circling in his chute and breaking it in for the big thing to come. Just a few seconds later he was pushed to the ground and Carlos was on his back underneath Diego. Diego had both the musclestud's wrist pinned down with one hand and was smiling as he rubbed up and down the chisled male torso underneath him.

"Look at that beautiful studly body. All those muscles, all this hard work to become a real man, and now ending up as a quivering slut, cumhungry, owned by me, marked with my sweat and spit as my property and totally under my control."

"I mean, you're still a big, studly guy fro the outside who happens to be a slutty bottom sub inside. You are a typical manbitch."

With these words Diego bent back Carlos' knees who tried to resist but a hard smack to his balls ended that fight. Diego aimed his huge cock head at his slave's ass.

"You will LOVE getting fucked by me, atta!" He began pushing in and Carlos took a deep breath and then began to moan as he took more of Diego's cock. Diego was now fucking him very slowly, stopping along the way, and Carlos was writhing, feeling every bit of it. He wanted to break him slowly, so he would never forget this senstaional feeling of having his cherry taken. Then there was a last big thrust and Diego had buried all his manhood inside the virgin ass.

"Do you love my cock inside your twat mancunt?"

"Yeeeeessss! Ohhhh myyy gooood! I LOVE getting fucked by you!" Carlos screamed although there were tears in his eyes from the pain he endured.

"God, it's gonna be great being able to do anything possible with you to make you my personal bitch.“ Carlos triumphed and pounded away at the broken hole for a few minutes encreasing the moans of lust from his new bottom. Then he shot into Carlos' ass. The bodybuilder shook all over from the force of the jizz that felt warm and creamy inside his guts. He really DID love it.

"Now that you love being fucked we'll get you addicted. That'll take only a few more fuck-sessions. By the way we'll get that cum juice of you milked to the last drop!“

Diego pumped the musclestud for about four hours from every angle. He was pumping his chute in all techniques, soft and loving, hard and forceful, fast and furious, slow and long. Carlos just blew his first load almost immediately. It it didn*t take much time for the second one. And the third came harder then the two before. By the seventh one finally after 90 minutes Diego was pounding him and shooting four loads himself inside the warm ass, it was just droplets coming from the limp shaft of the musclebitch.

"I now want your mouth, superbitch." Diego smiled. Carlos looked at Diego's cock in awe covered in slime of cum and assjuices. But he wanted it. He wanted it wherever Diego would put it.

Diego fed him his cock and just a few seconds later he began to piss down Carlos' throat to mark his territory completely. Carlos Balnco took it without hesitation, thinking all the while about what Diego was going to do to him afterwards. And as he thought about it, the eighth load was bigger than any load before. They both hugged each other writhing their hard bodies together on the wet floor.

A loud knock on the door ripped the two of them from their intimate embrace. Diego already guessed who was standing there in front of the door and wasn't afraid to open it, naked as he was with his cock still half hard.

“Look musclebitch! There are the three... now that you're all called Carlos... let's say the three kings from the morning gym!"

“This is Caspar, he brings myrrh, his seed is healing for your skin!” Diego grabbed Carlos Soler by the shoulder and pulled him into the shower room.

“Now look, Melchior certainly has gold with him, even if it’s liquid!” Diego laughed and let Carlos Sainz enter too.

"And don't forget Balthasar!" Carlos Boozer pushed past Diego before he could continue.

"Sure! I can spread the scent of love with my incense!” he grunted. “Don’t worry, I have enough gas in me to blow his brains out!”

“Then help yourself!” allowed Diego. “But don’t ruin the goods for me, I still have big plans for the muscle baby!”

“Jesus Christ, superslut, do you think you′re what they said you were?” he sang as he walked out of the room.

"Jesus Christ, he's so huge!" said Soler out of nowhere.

Carlos smiled and blushed as he felt the men were scanning his muscled body up and down. Suddenly Booz / Balthasar reached over and squeezed Carlos' bicep without permission. Soler / Caspar started squeezing one of the bodybuilder's hard pecs. Sainz / Melchior fetched out his long dick and started stroking it a little. Soon a stream of hot piss shot out of him drnching Blanco's body in the golden liquid. Soler and Booz had fun rubbing the piss all over Carlos' magnificent chest and arms until his god-like muscles were covered from head to toe. Blanco was soaked in piss,every muscle of his body shining. He stood up and put his hands behind his head and thrust his hips forward to emphazise his strength showing off his muscles like being in a contest, his abs rippling as he moved. As the guys wolf whistled, he flexed his enormous pecs, making them dance, making them "pop".

"Wow, look at that muscular ass!" screamed Soler reaching over and soon he began to run his hand across the cheeks as Sainz and Booz rubbed Blanco' enormous muscular thighs.

Then Soler moved closer to the squirming bodybuilder until his own chest was pressed against him. He grabbed his ass making Carlos Blanco moan, as he squeezed his cheeks tightly in his hands. "I know what to do with these globes... gonna pound them to prime beef!"

The new bottom slut was turned around to face the other two guys and noticed that they had taken their massive cocks out of their pants and were stroking as they watched his ass being squeezed,

Soler pushed Carlos Blanco the massive musclestud to the ground, the heavy 265 pound body sliding down like a feather. Blanco breathed heavily while lying obediently on his back as he saw each of the three kings quickly undressing before encircling him as they stroked their large, solid cocks, looming above him. Each dick seemed to be bigger than the other, sturdy and erect, dripping with precum. He closed his eyes and grunted, overwhelmed by the pleasure taking over him. He was the Jesus child in the crib and was going to receive his blessings. Some of the sexiest athletes encircled him, beating their schlongs. His gigantic pecs began to heave up and down from his heightened breathing as Soler started to finger his wet hole.

After a while of fingering the used hole Soler eagerly lifted Blanco's meaty legs exposing his muscular bubble butt still dripping from all the loads, Diego had put there. He smiled like a lust-starved maniac before digging his mouth against the tasty hole causing the muscle pig to moan and grunt. Soler ate the ass as if his life depended on it, tasting the sweet and salty cum of Diego. Blanco writhed in pleasure as he felt the soccer player's hot wet tongue explore the soft interiors of his tight muscle pussy.

"Oh fuck, oh by god fuck pal, oh man, that feels so fucking good." the bodybuilder began to whimper with pleasure at his first rimming.

„Yeah bitch, moan for my cock, you'll be a great fuck. You're an even bigger whore than I would ever have dared to iumagine, look at you moaning like a dirty little bitch on a shower floor... while you're so fucking big and manly."

Soler got up and stroked his shaft in front of Blanco's open eyes. It was thick and mighty huge in length. "That's right, atta boy. Strutting around on worldwide stages with those big muscles like you're special. I'm going to show you what's important to your brain. When I'm finished with you, the only important muscles in your body will be your jaw and anal muscle. I'm starting with your mouth."

Soler grabbed the bodybuilder by his hair and gave a sign to Booz to come over. The both took turns slapping their large wet dicks on the muscle slut's face and jaw, painting it with precum. Blanco stuck out his tongue, desperately wanting to suck, aroused by the musky, manly odour emanating from both athlete' cocks.

"Cum, please give me cum!" he begged.

"You hungry pig, cumloving bitch. Don't worry we've got loads to feed you with!" said Booz as he shoved his cock down the bodybuilder's throat forcing it all the way down his gullet.

While the muscle pig swallowed the large cock up to the hilt, his obscene chest began heaving with his strained breathing. Booz then began fucking his face in long, hard thrusts that became progressively harder and faster until his balls were swinging and slapping against the muscle piglet's chin. Boozer enjoyed the sight of the handsome stud's face framing his gigantic black cock.

"Oh yeah, your mouth feels so great on my fuckstick, cumslut," remarked Booz, as he stroked the cocksucker's throat. "I instantly knew you are a needy slut once I saw you out there watching us work out, watching our muscles bulge and our skin getting sweaty. How fun this is, you're so fucking manly, so fucking big and macho! But beneath all this manlyness and muscle lurks a dirty, little piggy hungry for cum! You're starving for cock and cum and who knows what else! Hell, I bet you want cock more than your bodybuilding career. Well then suck it slut, suck it mighty good."

After a while Booz got tired of feeding his cock alone so all three Carlos' grabbed their dicks and began slapping Blanco with them rubbing their precious precum all over his face as if it were a cum rag. The more cock Blanco tasted and the more filthy things were said to him the more enthusiastic and longing he got. After about ten minutes of earnest sucking the three cocks in change, Booz pulled his dick from the bodybuilder's stunned mouth.

"The real fun is just about to get started pig boy." Booz dropped his big dick right into Carlos' wet crack and worked it back and forth until his fat dark cock head popped its way inside. The black basketball-pro slowly slid his manhood deep into the bodybuilder's loose cunt, inch by ruthless inch, as Carlos Blanco wailed and moaned his approval in abandon.

"Aaahhhhww fuck, your big cock feels so fucking good, man!" Blanco screamed and hammered his strong fists on the tiled floor. He felt in heaven as his large, muscular ass was getting another deep and rough pounding it had been yearning for. The breeding of his ravenous cunt with some more athlete's cum was finally beginning. If he was to become pregnant, he would be a good father to his strong childs, he thaught. Booz began to mercilessly pound his muscled ass with reckless abandon. He quickly pulled his huge cock out only to slam it forcefully back into his cunt in strident, rapid thrusts. The first pain rapidly transformed into the most electrifying pleasure as Bozz's cockhead speared into Blanco's sensitive prostate.

"Aaaah ooh fuck... yeeaaahhh.... ooohhh gooooodddd!" Blanco screamed as he got pounded by Booz.

"Yeah take you dirty little cunt. You're such a fucking cum-pig, take it like the pig you were born to be.." while pounding the muscled ass, Booz' sweat dripped on to Blanco' body and he continued to thrust into his hole that was becoming a twat with such a vigor and gusto without ever relenting. After about twenty minutes of ravaging the cunt, Booz began to slow down, only for his thrusts to become more vigorous.

"Fuck man, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna breed this bitch." his dick erupted like a volcano, shooting its lava deep inside Blanco' love chute. So much cum spilled out of his dick that it oozed out of the tight pussy. As he pulled out his dick he watched the punk hole spasm and opening up like a rosebud.

„He's still craving for more!“ Booz ststed and urged his friends on. „Give him your gifts, pals!“

And it was true, Blanco really needed more. He wanted to be fucked and filled for the whole day, maybe for a week, or even a month, wished, this feeling would never end, him servicing those muscled hunks, being the black hole for their cum, spit and piss. He wanted to be gang banged, used and abused by all the athlete gods of the world.

Without even giving Blanco time to think more about all that, Soler ordered the bodybuilder to get on all fours. It was such a sight, the hugely muscular famous spanish bodybuilder being in the submissive and slutty position of a cum-hungry whore craving to get fucked doggy style and his cunt already dripping cum from some breedings he had before. Blanco even waved his obscenely round tanned and muscular ass at Soler who gave it a few hard smacks as it drooled strings of hot cum from its freshly used hole.

"You think a few years in the gym and some steriods entitle you to be a muscle man ... I'm the man here," sneered Soler. "You're just a muscle pig craving my huge cock. A dirty little bitch, when I'm finished with you, I will have made you my wife, my cumhungry girl!"

"Oh yeah fuck me Soler, fuck me hard... fuck me like the dirty cheerleader cunt I am. I'm not a man... just a dirty female pig cock whore. I would wear a skirt and stockings if you want, just so you can fuck me more. You're the real man" Blanco couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. But he knew there was nothing more than he wanted than to worship the cocks in the room one by one.

Soler moved behind the knelling and moaning cunt and began to insert his cock into the spermed-up chute ever so slowly. Unlike Booz before, he would be taking his time with this cunt letting the slut feel just how gigantic his cock was, letting the sweet lips of his cunt swallow that new athlete's meat.

"OOOHHHHHH" squealed Blanco like a virgin school girl. Soler now pistoned in and out of Blanco's hole expertly, making him moan, grunt and whimper from the sheer joy his thick, potent cock could produce.

As he had fucked and breeded the muscle-cunt and having drained the last drops of his jizz into the muscular bottom, the Soler pulled his cock out from the tight chute with an audible `plop' noise causing even more cum to gush out. The soccer star approached Blanco's face with his deflating cock coated in cum and his own ass juices. Blanco looked up at Soler's sweaty, naked torso with wide open eyes.

„Don't worry, babe. There's tons more cock for you. Not only tonight but forever. You're now part of our Diego community! Here, be a good pig and suck the cum off your daddy's cock." Blanco didn't need to be told twice and was in heaven as his lips wrapped around the tasty cock coated in drying cum, sweat and ass juice. The bodybuilder's slutty appetite was too much for Soler who began to cum ropes and ropes of cum up Blanco's power bottom's expanding lips. After his second load Soler's cock slowly deflated in the sucking mouth.

„Time for the real gift!“ he announced and it took him only a few more licks of the enthusiastic slut that he started to empty his bladder into the expert's mouth. Very slowly he released the first drops of his salty piss into his hot mouth. He could feel Blanco leaving some in on his tastebuds before swallowing it. Soler's dick was swimming in piss inside the closed mouth. It was warm and comforting around his soft dick. When the intensity of his piss increased Blanco moaned into his dick as he gulped and swallowed every yellow drop. He seemed to be loving every depaved moment and even pulled up off of the still erupting dick to let the whiz coat his face and chest. Blanco now really smelled like a urinal. He even smiled as he pointed the pissing prick all over his face and chest until the last streams landed directly on the ground below and he began lapping it up from the tiles with his tongue.

„I think he loves gold!“ Soler stated, „what about you giving him the real incense, Sainz!“

The Formula 1 star turned around, his hairy, lean ass bulging aout. He roughly grabbed the back of Blanco's head and pushed his face into his butt.

"Go on, muscle pig, sniff it good, it's all for you!"

Carlos Blanco tried to resist for a moment, but the racer's scent was too strong. He sniffed the man's ass like a dog sniffing at a tree and could tell he was ripe as hell. He'd probably just taken a dump without cleaning too meticulous, but a man's ass doesn't smell that strong unless he hasn't showered for a while, letting his thick masculine musk build up in his crack. As he went on sniffing the dark crack and rubbing his nose along the wet cleft Carlos Blanco got aware, what a dirty butt sniffing fag he was.

Sainz bent forward a little more, pushing his butt towards Blanco's face, and the bodybuilder's eyes got fixed to his big ass. Dark black air was coming up his lower back, so thick is was covering his glutes and all down his thighs and his entire legs. Right in the center of his butt crack, Blanco saw the faint stain of a skid mark sticking to the fur.

This hairy celeb reeked to high heaven. Blanco was in shock and ecstasy at the same time, and he couldn't stop himself from taking in a deep breath, inhaling slowly and heavily, smelling all the rank musk emanating from this hot stud's dirty butt crack. He savoured the scent in his nose, rubbing his face into the guy's dirty sweaty ass cheeks, then exhaled with a sigh of pure pleasure.

Right then, Sainz released a rumbling fart, plunging Blanco's face into such a stinking and filthy way with his ass gas, that Blanco thaught about throwiung up. But Carlos Sainz groaned as his fart just kept blasting like a lawns mower before petering off into moist sputtering and leaving Blanco in a cloud of masculine raunch.

By now Carlos Blanco couldn't stop himself. He buried his whole face in this stud's furry ass. It was so furry Blanco could barely see the guy's skin under the tangle of thick, dark black hair. He huffed the filthiest shithole he could have imagined then dug his tongue out, wiping his new pal's dirty butt with his tongue.

Carlos Blanco lapped at the guy's ass for some more minutes, now accompanied by moans from the both of them. He tasted all the sweat, grime, built up heavy musk, and crud, and swallowed the gobs of saliva that mixed with all the filth his tongue was dripping. Sainz farted a few more times, grunting loudly each time, spewing hot, wet air into Blanco's open mouth who was so in to it he didn't hear Soler and Booz laugh about his depravity. Blanco was snorting like a pig, tongue going wild in this dude's filthy hairy ass. He lapped up all the stink until the guy's ass seemed clean.

Sainz turned around, grinning ear to ear, and told Blanco to open his mouth because he too had some gold for him. He let out a thick stream of yellow piss right down Blanco's throat mixing it with Soler's in his belly. While Blanco gulped the guy's piss, he could still smell the stench of his raunchy butt all over his face. To ensure Blanco would not forget his stench Sainz wiped his various sex juices all over the hunk's pig face, grabbing him by the ears and smearing the liquids all over his pretty features.

"More, please more!" begged Blanco delirious flexing his biceps and bouncing his pecs, as if he needed to put on a show to convince the horny guys to continue!.

Soler ordered Blanco to turn and get on his back. "We wanna see you get stuffed really good, piggy boy!“ he explained.

As soon as Carlos Blanco lay on his back Booz shoved his cock deep down the muscular athlete's throat and Soler started to penetrate his love-tunnel with his fuck-stick. He fucked Blanco in long, slow strokes as Soler stuffed his mouth in rapid, short thrusts. It was a picture perfect: the muscular hunk getting stuffed on both ends by two turgid athlete's cocks, his own fat dick erect with enjoyment. With each of his expert jabs, Soler elicited a new, louder groan from Blanco as he moved his head back and forth energetically on Booz' thick cock. Booz fucked Blanco's face for a while then at one point as he felt his orgasm building up he pulled out of the slut's mouth and thrust back in, screaming as he squirted ribbon after ribbon of gooey man milk so deeply into the bodybuilder's throat, the athlete thaught it was spewing straight out of his ass!

After they all gained some breath Soler lay down on the floor, waving his hard dick invitingly at Blanco who without hesitating happily and rapidly impaled himself on the large cock, choosing to face the soccer player's handsome face. Instantly, his beefcake body began to ride the hard fuck pole, his gigantic pecs bouncing along with him, his swollen cock slapping hard against his abs the more he fucked himself in a frenzy. While Blanco-slut rode Soler, Sainz pressed his hands against his broad shoulders, massaging them. Then Sainz' hands moved around to Blanco's hard pecs, squeezing his erect nipples. Encouraged by the nipple play Blanco bounced and thrust himself up and down that thick soccer cock like his life depended on it, possessed by enjoyment. His gazing eyes rolled to the back of his head in pure power bottom bliss.

The nippleplay was to distract him from the fact that Sainz had slid very close behind him. Slowly Soler slid his dick most of the way out of Blanco's ass, allowing Sainz to slide his flared cockhead against his friend's rock hard cock into the new cunt. Carlos Blanco's eyes opened in shock. He saw Soler beneath him grinning mischievously.

"Please nooo... stoooopp... I can't take both of your monster cocks at the same time! Oooohhhh.... aaaaahhhh.... deeeepppeeeeer!" screamed Balnco changing his mind in seconds.

Sainz pushed the tip of his cock further into piggy's hole. Just in time, as Blanco's sphincter tightened up again in panic, Soler pulled the hunky beefcake down to him and kissed him, caressing his magnificent pecs and nips, tonguing him deep. Sainz soon felt the slutty cunt loosen and pushed in more of his meat. Blanco wanted to scream in pain but Soler muffled his screams with hot, passionate tongue action in his mouth.

The copious cum from the previous fuckings lubed the sphincter, allowing Sainz' big dick to slide almost half way alongside Soler's schlong. The three athletes waited for a few seconds, their sweaty, perfect bodies entangled into each other, before they started pushing and thrusting against each other again. Blanco' breathing became more rapid causing his enormous pecs to heave and swell even more.

"Give me your cocks!" he moaned "I want them both, I want them deep! Sluttycize me, breed me, make me your whore!"

Needing no more encouragement, the two tops thrust their hard cocks all up the slutty hole. Despite his former pleading Blanco now yelped in pain that soon became pleasure as the two cocks slid against each other in his well lubed anus. Carlos Blanco, professional bodybuilder, screamed in pure wild abandon as his tight hole was stretched beyond belief by the friction of those light chocolate cocks pistoning in and out of him.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Blanco begged and they happily continued plowing his muscle ass, like two rodeo riders taming a wild horse. As they continued fucking their jock slut, Booz began pissing down on all of them starting with Blanco's hungry mouth. It was just a few more minutes that to Carlos Blanco felt like a happy eternity, that he began to experience the most powerful orgasm he had ever felt.

"Oh fuck, OHHH FUUUCKKK, here it comes!" Blanco screamed out and there were endless ropes of cum. His almost 300 pound body of muscle shuddered so violenty from the orgasm, the two of them had to hold him down on their cocks with all their force. Ribbon after thick ribbon of cum rose into the air, splattering on Soler's chests and face. Each ejaculation was so powerful and forceful it was accompanied by a full body spasm.

“Dudes, yes oh yeah! Take me, fuck me! You fucking own me now! I'm a slave to your cocks! YOU OWN MY PUSSY! I'll be your faggot whore! I’M YOUR PUSSYBOI! Fuck me PLEASE! PLEEEEESE OH GOD OH GOD FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME! Fuck my pig pussy! TAKE MY TWAT! MAKE ME YOUR CUNT BOY!” Blanco was throwing himself backward into Sainz' arms and they too made out, letting their tongues wrestle and their spit splatter around their faces.

“Yeah, that’s it fagboy! You like our big daddy dicks up your precious little muscle pussy don’t you? Wanna get pregnant, bitch?“ Soler asked watching the two men kiss.

„Yes, I want you to make me your pregnant fuckwhore! Seed me up with your fuckin’ jizz, make a fuckin’ baby up in that muscle hole… Yeah, I'm your girlieboy. Fuckin’ little twat…Please….fuckin’….do it! Make…me... your…fuckin’……pregnant... BITCH!”

The sight was too much for Soler and Sainz, whose cocks exploded fresh loads all inside Blanco's new pounded twat filling him with so much jizz that he felt it in his stomach. While they were flooding the expanded hole of the bodybuilder with gallons of fresh loads Booz shot his white jizz all over them crisscrossing their faces with ribbons of creamy white cum.

After this day Carlos liked his men super butch, controlling, demanding, and soon he was their bottom bitch. He had a special weakness for muscled men in blue collar or uniforms. Something about this authority emphazised by the work-clothes. He loved to be a pussy bottom for his dom tops, and to give his cunt up whenever there was a leaking shlong.

To give his men easy access to his hole he wore a jockstrap. His favorite was to be woken up with a huge cock ramming him until he cums. He wanted to get fucked all the time, and wanted a muscle jock to take his twat whenever he wanted it. All the other time he wore a large plug underneath his jock. To Diego he was an obedient slave, helping him anytime there was a new recruiting even if he had to drug and kidnap a new victim. As long as he was rewarded by a big cock up his cunt, he was willing to do anything.

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The evening was crowned with success, at least for Carlos Pena. He had picked up this dream woman. Of course he was aware that she was in a relationship with Carlos Holse, but may the better man win. And he was the better one! After a few drinks and flirting, he had the model in his bed, having already taken her on the living room floor and by the fridge before. Now he was lying in her fluffy bed with silk sheets and scrolling through the photos he had taken of his sex date. He loved having his conquests' faces covered in his cum, it made him feel powerful and dominant.

He studied one of the photos particularly intensively, in which the slut was dripping with his juice from the top of her head to her false eyelashes to her sprayed lips. She was in the shower and probably thought she could wash off the sex.

“Try it, you whore!” Carlos Pena murmured. “You don’t just wash off the spermator’s sex!”

Lying with his back to the door, he didn't notice how it slowly opened and a muscular shadow entered the room. Only when the shadow leaned over him did he flinch. Before Pena could turn around, he felt a sting in his neck and his eyes closed.

Carlos Blanco had learned to precisely place the syringes with the effective anesthetic. He grabbed the limp, naked body and threw it over his shoulder like a trash bag. He disappeared just as unnoticed as he had broken into the apartment, so that Alexa Vega came out of the shower and was surprised to find the empty bed. The surprise wasn't that Pena had disappeared without saying goodbye, because she was aware that this was a one night stand, but that he had left his clothes and shoes behind was astonishing to her. 

While Alexa was still having these thoughts, the dark van started 3 floors down on the street and drove off into the night.

Just half an hour later Carlos Pena still dizzy from the drug was pulled out of the truck and pushed through a door of a dark empty factory building and up the stairs to an office with open lavatory.

Pena tried to fight being forced into the room. He had no idea as to the stranger's intentions. The weak resistance caused Carlos Blanco to become more aggressive with his pushes and more proactive in maintaining the vulnerability of his captive. Blanco shoved Pena to the back wall so his muscled body was covering the way out. 

For a moment Pena thaught he would be killed. That was when the stranger spun him around so that he was facing the dirty wall which was covered with Sexual expressions and erotic drawings written on the grey plaster. Blanco forcefully pressed Pena face up against the wall so that the plaster under his face crumbled. 

„This is it!“ Pena thought to himself. „Tonight I'm going to die. This monster of a man is going stab me with a knife. He's going to slit my throat or just strangle me with one of his large hands and leave my naked body on the cold dusty concrete.“ He was trembling so much he nearly collapsed right then and there.

But instead of the icy cold steel of a blade, instead of his neck being squeezed and snapped, Pena felt the bodybuilder's fingers slide into the cleft of his ass lingering there for a moment then circling the soft hairy rosebud. 

„Holy shit!“ Pena screamed. „You're not going to rape me, are you?“

„Boy, we're gonna take that cherry, break it, make you a whimpering whore tonight!“ Blanco whispered in his ear. „When we're finished with you, you'll be begging to be raped over and over again! The world will only exist for you to get cocks up your twat!“

Fear crept up Pena's whole body. Here he was, pressed up against a dirty wall of an empty building, no one would hear his screams, his naked butt free for the taking. One of the large hands stuck two fingers up his mouth and he felt two pills slide on his tongue. The hand closed his mouth until he couldn't hold on and swallowed the unkown mixture of drugs. Behind him, his captor then crouched down, so that he was face to butt with Pena's ass.

Suddenly, both of Pena's hairy ass cheeks were grabbed tight by those bis and rough hands. Almost violently, they were pulled apart, revealing their moist, hairy middle. With his anus entirely exposed and his cheeks spread wide a big wet fart escaped his ass. The room around them slowly began to stink. Pena could already smell his own natural stink of his male butthole and felt disgusted.

The dominant bodybuilder pulled Pena's ass closer to him, so he was sticking his entire ass out in the open. With his legs now spread slightly, Pena's genitals dangled helplessly between his legs. With his hairy ass cheeks spread wide and his brown pucker fully exposed, Carlos Pena couldn't help but feel a small rush of blood in his dick. The drugs that Blanco had injected into his blood also took their tall.

Suddenly Blanco's large tongue slid up the gorge of his ass, from taint to tailbone. A small noise escaped Pena's throat. A noise that somehow sounded like a squealing pig. He felt his captor push his nose into his crack, diving headfirst into his ass. With his nose pressed up against Pena's anus, the man behind him drew in a long, deep breath as if he was snorting a line of coke. In fact, the man began sniffing Pena's ass like a hungry dog.

With his head still pressed to the wall, Pena felt his head spnning from the drugs and his lips opening as he somehow felt his tongue stick out and he began licking at a scetch of a large penis that was drawn with a black pen to the wall. This was something out of a gay nightmare. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't run away naked and bare-assed with his balls hanging free. He could scream, but who in the world would hear him? All he could do was stay put and let this beast of a man have his way with him. It was, truly, his only chance for survival.

After several minutes of intense sniffing, Pena's captor resumed tonguing his ass crack, moistening the furry valley between his cheeks, and always paying particular attention to the hole. Finally Blanco was shoving his tongue so deep that another yelp escaped Pena's throat. It was high-pitched, like a girl's giggle. He had never made noises like this before.

The large, beastly man ate out Pena's ass for nearly ten minutes, slurping and sucking, kissing and tonguing every bit of ass flesh. All the while, Pena's drugged body writhed with the new, unexpected stimulation. The thick bristles of Blanco's beard scraped the soft, untouched skin surrounding Pena's hole. Swirling and wiggling throughout his rectum, the tongue tickled his insides and sent chills up his spine. 

After quite a while Blanco was satisfed and pulled his face that was smeared in slop out of Pena's ass crack. A few seconds later Pena heard the unmistakeable sound of a fly being unzipped.

Pena's heart boomed inside of him. He now knew, what was coming next. His puckered, tongue-lubed anus pinched tight shut, and his testicles just about jumped up into his belly.

Pena was able to turn his head backwards to catch a glimpse of what the monster behind him was doing. He watched as his kidnapper undid his belt. The muscle man let his pants fall down to his knees, and Pena again felt his heart shudder.

There underneath the white underwear was a bulge that had to contain at least a foot long anaconda and two ostrich eggs. Without realizing it, Pena's mouth had fallen wide open in awe. This man's endowment was enormous if not monstrous! It was easily the most impressive and still terrifiyng and horrifying thing Carlos Pena had ever seen.

"Come on... taste your pussy... taste your own asshole, bitch... suck my tongue clean, boy..." Blanco stuck out his tongue that a few seconds before had rimmed the virgin straight hole and shoved it in the actor's wet astonished mouth. "Suck on it... good boy!" he mumbled.

Pena's stomach spasmed as he wrapped his trembling lips around that stranger's wet tongue. He could taste foul bitterness but somehow managed to keep sucking with wild abandon, and resignation, as the effect of the drugs took over his resistance. He wanted to break down on the floor sobbing, but despite being scared shitless, he actually felt something inside him wanting it. Right here, right now.

Carlos Pena shut his eyes tightly and sucked on Balnco's tongue feeling his lips and bristled chin touching his manly face for the first time. The raunchy, dirty smell of his own ass made Pena gag and cough and gasp... still his cock was bouncing and leaking nonstop.

„HELP ME PLEASE! WON'T SOMEONE HELP ME?“ Pena screamed in panic as the man withdrew his lips but the screams sounded more like the voice of a kid lost in the dark woods. „PLEASE, DON'T HURT ME! DON'T FUCK ME!“

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you so hard, baby... I'm gonna breed this virgin straight ass of yours..." Blanco whispered, feeling the athletic body shake in his hands. "You want it sooooo bad, don't you, cunt? You're a born submissive, faggot! You're gonna get your ass filled with gallons of cum tonight, slut..."

"Noooo, please, stop! I beg you..." Pena shook his head violently and begged desperately with tears welling up in his big, panicked eyes. His body thrashed wildly under that man's control, writhing and buckling.

"Oh, you'll love it. Secretly, you've known that this was your destiny all your life collecting all those pictures of sperm drenched whore-faces. You love sperm, admit it, want to smell it, taste it, be filled with it. Maybe you even want to have your whole skin smell like sperm all day. I just got the order to break you in and show you how much fun you can have."

Digging his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, Blanco unfolded it over his stiffening package. The fleshy monster tumbled out with incredible weight, and fell omto Pena's left cheek with a sticky, wet slap. The captive could feel the size and weight of the man's junk on his back like a barbell. It it had to be at least twelve inches once fully erect, thick, and stiff with sexual energy. At his naked butt, Pena could feel the heat radiating off the man's groin.

Pena flinched as the bodybuilder grabbed his waist and pulled his ass cheeks aside once again. His anus, open and vulnerable, twitched with terrified anticipation. His stomach twisted into a tight knot. And suddenly, he could feel the hot tip of the captor's penis position itself at the base of his hole.

The helpless actor swallowed hard, unsure of what to expect. He knew he was going to be raped. There was no doubt in his mind he was fucked. But what he didn't know was how much it would hurt. What if he would spilt him in two and let him bleed out?

The bodybuilder placed his large, sturdy hand on Pena's shoulder. The other, he used to hold the new bottom's ass cheek to the side, giving him easy access to his anus. And then provided by his spit moistening, in one fluid, slick motion, he gradually slid his monster cock into the actor's rectum.

„Oh fuck,“ he sscreamed his lungs nearly breaking. „oh fucking god, OOOOHHHHH—HOOOOOLLLYYYY FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!“

This feeling of having just a small part of the dick in his ass was beyond anything Penas had ever experienced. It was just too much, this guy's mushroom head with the size of a baseball was too big, his anus was going to tear!

So here he was, a famous celebrity, kidnapped, helpless, out in the dark middle of nowhere warehouse, pressed up against a brick wall while being butt-fucked by this hulk. Pena winced as Blanco's thick shaft of meat slipped up to the end of his rectum and breached his colon. With that, the bodybuilder wrapped his arms securely but with a lot of force and strength around Pena and pulled him in tight so that their hot bodies were pressed together. After giving Pena a short minute of allowing his virgin anus to adjust to the size of his cock, he slowly, gradually, began to pump in and out.

Even if he started to go slow, the fucking was purely animalistic, and Blanco held his victim in a powerful vice that established his dominance, along with Pena's helplessness.

Over the course of several minutes, the fucking went from slow to the equivalent of a roller-coaster. The moment Pena's sphincter widened enough and his body relaxed a little, the aggressor took the reigns and began to fuck the holy shit out of him. He was piston-fucking the bottom's ass, his massive sweaty ballsack slapping noisily against Pena's taint, his hips bucking like a vibrating plate compacting earth.

Feeling every inch of the engorged penis, Pena did everything in his power not to cry out in pain. He was and felt so helpless. He might have tried to fight his fucker off but this man was nearly twice the size of him and pure muscle. He knew he would only escape a few metedrs and be killed for the attempt. All he could do was let the man fuck him and hope it would soon be over.

Pena felt his own cock and balls flapping chaotically between his legs with each thrust from the back. To his surprise, he was semi-hard and leaking a healthy amount of precum already dripping down his legs. This man was somehow stimulating him deep from within, his cock grinding up against Pena's prostate.

„Jesus, this actually feels... good!“ Pena thaught with his ass cheeks pulled wide apart and a massive piece of flesh tunneling into his bowels.

Then without warning, Blanco rammed his cock up into the depths of Pena's guts, thereby charting unexplored territory. The tip of his dick pushed up into Pena's prostate once more, deep inside his body.

Behind him, Pena heard the man stifle a growl. His cock was drilled so far up inside the actor, that his anus was practically clamped around the man's pelvic bone. There wasn't even the thickness of a sheet of paper of more cock to take in.

„Ohhhh, baby! Such a hot ass!“ Blanco moaned. „I'm the first man on the moon breeding it, claiming it to be a cum dump from now on, turning it into a faggot twat! I am breaking you, taking your macho attitude and turn you into the fucking gay whore, you are supposed to be!“

A few more seconds of dirty talk, and finally Pena could feel the unmistakeable spasming of the muscle deep in his belly. Carlos Blanco was orgasming, big time in his famous ass. By then, Pena was pulled in so close and so tight by the powerful arns, that he could hardly breathe. He was feeling the hard biceps crushing his ribs. Any tighter, and his whole ribcage would've been crushed in the man's powerful vice.

Spurt after spurt, Carlos Pena could feel the man's hot, thick semen dousing his insides. All of his insides were being slathered in the copious amount of male fluid. Within a minute, it was over. Blanco had emptied himself completely, and Pena had taken every last drop.

Just a few seconds while being flouded with cum Pena threw his head back, grunting and whimpering as squirt after squirt of thick cum erupted from his cock, drenching his abs and chest.

Blanco stayed plugged into Pena's butt for around a minute to enjoy the feeling of the heaving body underneath him and giving himself the time to cool off and wind down. He knew that his new slut also had emptied his balls while feeling his guts filled with manmilk.

Carlos Blanco drew his dick out of the sphincter with a noisy, wet suction sound so that Pena gasped at the immediate void of his bowels. Seeing the blubbery gold shaft, greasy with his own anal juices, the swollen pink tip and the heavy pair of hairy testicles shocked him, that so much had been stuffed up inside him.

Pena gulped and forced himself to pull his eyes away from the massive penis that had been inside him less than a minute ago. He looked up at his captor who lifted Pena straight up and carried him down the hall, throwing his used body on a blanket underneath a blind window.

The door to the warehouse opened and Carlos Alcaraz entered together with his master Diego. They both went straight on to the trembling captive, and kicked him in the ribs with their sneakers.

„Look at that misery, Alcaraz!“ Diego mocked. „What a dirty little scumbag!“

„Yeah, daddy, may I have my revenge?“ asked Alcaraz and Diego gave him his permittance with a wink of his hand.

Only seconds later Carlos Alcaraz had mounted his rival and was thrusting in and out of the actor's ass doggy-style. The shaft of his penis was swollen and glazed in the organic lubricant of Blanco's cumload and Pena's own anal juices.

Pena felt Alcaraz' curved long dick poking inside his ass. It hurt like hell. While Blanco's dick was thicker this one was even longer and it hit his prostate with such force he thaught he would collapse. Then he felt the hand of Alcaraz pulling his head back arching his back. Groaning from the awkward position, he couldn't escape the little brown bottle, that Diego shoved under his nose. He took a large hit of the poppers and even felt liquid evaporating on his nostril. Diego told him to hold his breath and then clamped his paw over Pena's nose and mouth so he had little choice.

The poppers hit Pena like a wall. One minute he went from pain of another cock entering him to lustful moaning uncontrollably. The skin of his body tingled all over and his brain was shut down. All he could do and think of was to feel this tennis-pro's dick plowing into his ass. He was arching his back now without Alcaraz' help, not in pain, but trying to shove his ass back onto his cock as he thrusted faster and faster. As Pena started gasping against the vice grip of Diego's hand stillcovering his mouth he began licking the inside of his palm. He was so high of the mixture of drugs in that minute he would have done anything for cocks. The only sensory input his brain had, was a big dick in his cunt and to suck on some manflesh.

While Alcaraz tunneled deep inside of him the palm was replaced by Diego's dick, pressing its head to his lips and sliding in with nearly no resistance.

For the second time that day, and with only an hour between occurrences, Pena was being fucked and now spitroasted and he obviously was getting off on that. His asshole was a wide, cavernous mouth, hungry for male flesh. Although it hurt, being fucked by a cock so big, but the intensity of Alcaraz' fucking and penetrating his prostate was irresistable.

Diego and Carlos Blanco took turns skullfucking Pena, holding his face with their powerful hands close to their groin. They gripped the back of his neck, pinning his face into their pubic bushes. With his ass fucked into oblivion and cocks presseing down his throat he was effectively pinned between nearly five hundred pounds of man, his butthole speared deep by the second penis in his life.

He had always been the top, fucking girls like trophies. Now he was raped on the floor, kneeling on a dirty rag, moaning into some hot fleshy dick in his mouth and clamping his ass shut to never let go of this perfect stuffing. Pena at that moment couldn't deny how gratifying it was to be dominated, mounted, fucked!

It was a scene to remember of four godlike erotic male bodies, hard with muscle, shining in sweat in the dim light, asses exposed, cocks hard as a steel weapon and one ass deeply penetrated. The large room soon smelled of men and sex, and for all of them, it was deeply intoxicating like poppers.

Then at some point as Pena's mouth was empty Diego ordered, "Beg for my cock cocksucker."

Carlos Pena instantly resumed being a cocksucking bitch as he begged, "Oh please shove that thick tube in my trashy cocksucking mouth and fuck my face."

The muscled hunk shoved his cock back into Pena's mouth and explained, "You see, cocksucker, I only allow my godly cock to be serviced my eager, hungry, submissive, worshipping bitchy cocksuckers who really convince me they crave it, must have it, even though they have a girlfreind, a wife or kids at home who they should probably be with at the moment and play. I love to turn you straight hunks into sloppy bottom whores. And once you taste my cum, you'll never be with a girl again!" He again withdrew his cock, a long strain of saliva dangling between the tip and Pena's lips. 

"And now, tell me why you are here!" Diego claimed, his cock still dangling flaccidly between his legs.

All the defence in the world couldn't produce another answer to that question than what Pena felt drugged and used from the back. He took a deep breath, stared at the shining cock and finally admitted the obvious, "To suck your cock, Sir."

"Because you're...," he questioned.

"A cocksucker," Pena screamed. „I am a fucking cocksucker and faggot pussy! I crave cock and cum and want to serve you. Please stick it in again!“

Pena leaned forward a little more, opened his mouth and took the hardening cock in.

Suudenly he was in lust...in lust with a cock. He wanted to suck it, worship it, make it shoot its thick load down his throat.

"Do you like a big cock in your mouth, cocksucker?" Diego asked.

Pena just nodded, trying to keep the slippery cock in his mouth, savouring the salty taste of precum on his tongue.

"Say it loud, cocksucker," Carlos Blanco ordered and Diego pulled his cock out of the eager mouth.

Pena looked up and admitted the obvious, "I love some big cock in my mouth. I love your cock, I want to suck it, please!"

"Beg for it," Diego demanded, tapping his lips with his big dick, opening up his mouth for the taking.

Although Pena knew he was trying to humiliate him, he was helpless to do anything but beg. "Please, Sir, can I suck your big hard cock until you shoot your cum down my sissy cocksucker mouth?"

"So do you understand that once I fill you with my cum, you are my personal cocksucker, marked my territory for life? And you'll be coming over to me anytime I call you to suck my cock whenever I feel like using your faggot mouth?" he clarified.

"Yes, I totally belong to you!" Pena nodded, willing to agree to almost anything to have that warm beautiful fleshy stick back in his mouth.

"What about girls? You still going to be the Sperminator?" he laughed and didn't wait for a real answer as he slid his cock back in Pena's mouth. Carlos Pena resumed bobbing, hungry for more of his cock, hungry for any cock at that moment, hungry for jizz. He was so taken aback by the drugs, his mind was far from nowhere. So the last thing in his mind were girls and boobs. All Pena could focus on was the now completely hard cock in his mouth and the long sausage in his ass.

As he began bobbing on the rod slightly faster, he felt the tip of Blanco's dick touching his lips from the left. He couldn't imagine he could get both cocks in his mouth at the same time but was willing to try.

"That's it cocksucker, keep taking all the cock in the world in that sissy mouth of yours. Stretch it to be a pussy, a twat! With practice you will eventually be able to take some dark black 14“ cocks the size of some street bollards between your puffy lips," Diego said, making it clear once again that this was Pena's destiny from now on.

Five inches of Blanco's cock slid in his mouth next to Diego's buried schlong. The actor felt the corners of his mouth burst, but didn't care. All he wanted was to satisfy both men, all three of them, wanted to get the guilt of fucking Alcazar's girl pumped out of him.

To his disbelief his mouth and throat adjusted to the intruders and he kept slowly taking more and more, wanting, absurdly, to be their best cocksucker they ever had, wanting to taste them and savour their juices.

After Blanco's cock was buried to the hilt next to Diego's, Diego declared, "We're going to fuck your mouth now, cocksucker. We'll break it, maybe you'll never be able to hold food in there, because your jaw will be too slack!"

The sheer humiliation excited Pena and he gulped on the two cocks, moaning and wiggling his ass.

"Such an eager straight latin cocksucker slut, I think we have our Big Time Crush here!" Blanco smirked, as he accompanied by Diego went on fucking the actor's mouth.

It was a rough fuck, and they didn't care gagging Pena with all their cock. The intensity caused Pena to cough, snot running out of his nose, while he stared with glassy eyes at the two muscled bodies.

After a few minutes Diego groaned, "I think it's time we'll reward you with our full load down your throat. The first of thousands to come!"

Pena involuntarily moaned on the cocks. He felt excited by the promise and desperate to taste cum and feel it fill his mouth. He by now really wanted to know what cum tasted like directly from the tap. It would taste like the nectar of the gods he thaught.

The moment Pena felt the first load explode in his mouth he was addicted. He wanted to savour the strong taste, the jizz of Diego being pumped in his throat by Blanco who was still on the best way to cum. So Blanco kept pumping his cock in and out the cumfilled mouth until he also came with a loud roar and Pena had no choice but to swallow it all.

"You're a born cocksucker," Diego groaned, "swallow our cream like the latin cumslut you are!"

"Tell us, slut," Blanco ordered, "Did you enjoy your first of many cocksucking experiences to come?"

"Yes," Pena whispered, a sudden shame at his current future hitting him. He even forgot the steady pumping of cock in his ass.

The roar of a lion woke him up again as Alcaraz wrapped both his arms around Pena's trim frame and pulled the actor up into his body.

Pena released a loud, drawn-out groan as his body was unmistakeably penetrated again big time. Here he was on his hands and knees, on the cool dirty warehouse floor, with a man mounting him desperate for revenge. He could feel the anger in each thrust.

Heavy, beastly growls escaped Alcaraz throat as he pumped in and out of his victim giving way to his thaughts of revenge fucking his date. His large hairy man sack slapped noisily against Pena's exposed taint.

"Your ass is all mine now," Alcaraz claimed. "From now on, my cock is you world. Got that? You bend down and offer your ass and mouth, whenever I ask! Even on the set, you will take a break when I call you, get on your knees and worship me, understand?"

Beneath Alcaraz' trained body, Pena nodded and made a confirming grunt.

"Everyday I want, I will empty my seed in your stomach through your cunt ass or your whore mouth, just the way I like it," Carlos Alcaraz went on. „With enough cum in your body you will smell like me all day. You will never have sex with a woman again. From now on, your body belongs to me and all the other men. I am marking you with my scent, with my male sweat and essence. And if you ever try to leave or do a report at the feds, we're gonna publish this material! Yeah, bitch, it's all on film here, even your confessions. Nobody would believe you. We also own some cops and judges. Got that, bitch?"

Pena's voice cracked as he made a loud, confirming moan. At the same time, his curved cock sank a few inches deeper into Carlos Pena's gut, sliding up somewhere where until then nothing had entered and he released his seed. Alcaraz' entire body tensed as all of his energy rushed into his cock for revenge. His cock grew even harder in that last millisecond of orgasm before finally he spewed like a volcano, a killer eruption of hot man lava. He dumped a massive load of cum deep into Pena's gut.

In his bowels, Pena could feel his insides doused with thick loads of cum.All men now watched the intense stiffness of Pena's own cock dangling between his legs, giving way to all the torture. He was suddenly caught up in an orgasm of his own. As his cock grew stiff like a crowbar, he squealed like a pig. Pump after pump, Pena splashed the rag underneath. After all four of them had finished their loads they watched the puddle of male seed, wherein the exhausted Pena collapsed on the rag, while Alcaraz' cock still nestled inside of him and the weight of the tennis-pro pressed down on him.

After a while Pena's sphincter ring slowly began to return to its normal size as Alcaraz' cock softened.

Carlos Blanko picked Pena up in his powerful arms, carried him down the hall, to another room with what seemed like a panoramic window. But it was a wallsized compilation of screens showing clips of the last hour with all the positions Pena had been fucked and humiliated over and over again. And to humiliate him even more, they laid his body on the floor and showered him with piss from head to toe always explainung to him, that this window may open to the world, thousands, maybe million of people watching his degredation and depravity drinking and bathing in some other men's piss. 

“Do you want to give him the final blow, Alcaraz?” Blanco asked, “Do you want to finish your revenge yourself?”

Carlos Alcaraz thought for a moment and as he looked at Blanco's rock-sized fist, he grinned deviously. “I think I'd rather watch you destroy him!” Alcaraz hissed and laughed out loud.

“We'll give him a little encouragement for the finale!” explained Diego and sprinkled a line of white powder on his erect penis. “Come on, bitch, suck that up your nose!” And without hesitation, the actor obeyed, shivering from the cold as his urine-soaked body was exposed to the cool air of the warehouse. The coke finally pushed him over the finish line. His brain switched off and you could have thought you were looking at a worm that could talk, or at least stammer. Pena writhed on the floor and whined incoherent words as he alternated between shoving his fingers up his own ass, scraping out the collected cocktail there, and then shoving it into his mouth with his fingers.

“Fuck me... cum... cocks... breed me... lick... suck... cocksucker bitch... be a good boy... daddies... please... make me your slut!” The three men watched the inferior object on the floor and grinned. Then Blanco stepped forward and lifted Pena's legs with one hand surrounding both ankles.

With his feet in the air, Blanco hovered over Carlos Pena like a beast. His anus now was fully exposed again.

After over an hour of fucking, Pena's anus was a gaping hole. But Blanco wasn't finished yet. He started working the wet cunt with his large fingers with some gentle massaging of the sphincter. Slowly he inserted more fingers and went deeper, easing Pena into accepting more and more of his fingers as time went on.

The room stank of piss, cum and ass juices. Pena's anus was wide open now as Blanco was making his way deeper and deeper inside. After about ten minutes he plunged the fourth and the fifth finger in. 

"You fucking faggot, take it! I'm fucking you with my fingers. I'm fisting your hole." Blanco said pushing the fingers deeper into the ass. "Take my hand. It's going to rip your sissy pussy apart!"

Five fingers were stretching Pena's asshole apart, forcing it to gape open. The response was immediate. Pena howled out in great pain, the muscles within his body contracting. His screams resounded through the building. The pain had overcome him, rendering him speechless. He could only groan as the pain became unbearable.

“Does it hurt?” Blanco mocked. I'm gonna hurt your ass beyond your wildest fantasy, you fucking pervert." 

Bucking hard on the cold floor, Pena distracted his mind from the pain. Gritting his teeth to bear the pain, he could not stop sweating. Drops of sweat rolled out from the pores and formed streamlets, flooding the floor. Carlos Blanco waited a few seconds to get Pena accustomed as much as possible. Finally, with one loud, wet pop, Pena's anus took the whole of Blanco's large fist. Carlos Blanco, hands of a bodybuilder, drove his entire wrist into Pena's depths and, in pure pleasure, began feeling around. Pena's ass lips clamped on his wrist, like a rubber band.

Inside him, Blanco's hand gently mapped the new, uncharted territory. Pena's rectum was like an oven, soft and hot, and wet. And the sphincter felt soft, spasming a little around his wrist. Blanco knew the drugs prevented Pena from the pain, at least now, the pain would come later, when the effect had vanished. His hand went further up, breeching his colon. Blanco could feel the actor's organs widening to accomodate his fist. He was surprised at how far he was able to dig and how much of his arm was fitting inside regarding this guy had been an anal virgin just two hours ago. Before either of them new it, Blanco was nearly elbow deep inside Pena's ass.

Clenching up his fist, Blanco started to fuck Pena's ass. At first, he slowly withdrew the fist which was not easy to do owing to the tightness of Pena's fuck hole. The ass lips were forced to stretch as the bodybuilder's fist passed through it.

The drugged up guy gave a small yelp - not of pain, but of pure, unrestricted pleasure. His voice cracked. The two men watching and filming the show grinned like some madmen. This was so much fun, breaking the arrogant stud, seeing this mountain of an arm slide in like a hand in a ventriloquist dummy. Repeatedly, Blanco's fist was fucking Pena's rectum with no mercy. During the penetration, the fist hit the actor's prostate several times. Each time this happened, it sent pleasurable tingles down Pena's naked sweat soaked body. By now Pena could hardly feel any pain.

"Oh! Fuck me, Sir! Fist my ass! Oh, please deeper!" whimpering, Pena was taking the fisting like a fucking pro.

Feeling Pena's various organs, stroking his large intestine. Will followed the actor's digestive tract, navigating, exploring, pushing his fist up to where the moans came from. If he follwed long enough he could grab his esophagus. Blanco slowly unfolded his fist and allowed his hand to open up inside Pena's body. He grabbed Pena's large intestine and massaged it in his grip--gently, softly. It was like making a pre-dough from yeast.

"Oh holy shit," the drugged actor managed to say. "You are grabbing my guts! Oh yes! Fuck!" Pena cried, orgasm taking his body over. It happened very fast, Pena's naked body shook violently. It seemed that his prostate-massage had sent massive orgasmic signal to Pena's leaking cock. He reached his climax in a spectacular way! With a loud howl, Pena groaned out his orgasm and his entire body shook and shuddered as his cock spurted ropey strings of cum all around him some of the droplets even sprinklling Diego's and Alcaraz' chests.

A mean smirk cracked Blanco's stoic expression. "Yes, boy,I am grabbing your guts," he said. „And for what you did, I could give you death penalty, I could crush your intestine, rip out your stomach through your new twat, feed it to you before you bleed to death! But that would be no fun. We will rather have you as our new toy! Just relax!“

Nothing more needed to be said between them. It was clear who was in charge. From now on it was pure trust that floated between them, as Blanco was sunk elbow-deep into Pena's vulnerable anus and circling his arm in there. With a careful playfulness, Blanco gave Pena's innards a firm jiggle, so Diego and Alcaraz could see the skin of his belly stretch. They could even see the noticeable protrusion of Blanco's massive hand working around the poor guy's intestines. For a moment they felt pity, but then again, he deserved it. Sexually-thrilled by the sight even Pena now gazed down at his distended abdomen, mesmerized by the prominent bulge in his belly.

After half an hour of fisting, Blanco finally pulled out of Pena, only to have Diego shove his pre-cum leaking cock up inside the bottom's gaping, over-stretched butthole and emptying his nutsack of everything it had.