The next several weeks after Trey and I met up were a lesson in humility. I would often see the wrestle stud at Apollo's gym, and he would go out of his way to be outgoing and nice. He frequently offered to spot me and got me chatting with his wrestling bros about tips for packing on muscle and eating healthy. I noticed he started coming in earlier to sync up his schedule more with mine, and his posse all followed suit. Trey possessed this alpha swagger that just seemed to make people want to follow him and do whatever he wanted. He wasn't a jerk about it, he was just confident that he was going to get his way. After workouts the posse would split up with some heading home and some hitting the sauna. Trey, however, had taken to pulling me into the massage room and continuing our workout in there. He particularly liked to make me slobber all over his huge cock before sitting himself on the floor and making me squat over and ride the length of his tool cowboy style. He would compliment how obedient and sexy I was while I was pumping up and down the full length of this 13 inch hole wrecker. He would paw my chest and nipples while I pounded out reps on his monster cock, red faced and blushing. His words and tone sounded like compliments but made me certain of my status as his two bit gym slut bottom boi. The first couple times he pulled me back I chatted him up to see if I could get him to flip or let me get him worked up like he had me. I got as far as feeling him up, but each time ended up on my back with his tool reaming out my ass as
I squirmed and moaned under his black sweaty muscles. He owned my big beefy bod, pure and simple. After our massage room sessions he usually wanted to jump in the sauna to relax. He often took to wearing the jockstrap he took from me, two sizes too big around his lean waist. His enormous schlong would be stuffed ridiculously into the white mesh pouch making the front pull down and hang sexily in front of him to show off the root of his cock descending from his wiry black bush. He also like to clean up any mess we had made in the massage room with whatever jock I was wearing before handing it back to me to put on for the sauna. He wasn't mean about it, he just expected me to hand it over and would use it to wipe up before tossing it back to me. I was getting a little reputation in the sauna, always parading myself in wearing a colorful jockstrap, scummy and crusty with dried cum. More than a couple guys who i had topped enjoyed seeing me like this and my messages were filling up with propositions for me to come over and bottom for them. It's not like Trey and i were exclusive, but I had found my well as a top running a little dry lately, and my hefty 8 inch dick was feeling a little unused and irrelevant.
In the sauna, I was getting to know more about Trey's crew. He usually had one or two guys that would stay around and wait for him to finish while stretching their muscles in the heat. The thing that surprised me most with them was how much of an open secret Treys sexuality was. They knew he was banging the shit out of the muscle dude beside them, they were clearly straight but didn't seem to care. This generation has definitley figured some things out. The guys joked with Trey about it like they would if he were seeing a slutty coed. The only wierd part was they did it right in front of me with comments that would make me blush and sputter. Big hunky jock squirming in the steam room with sweat pouring off him, smelling like hot cum while the boys go through a q&a with the little stud. I don't know why I stayed for it, but throughout he would often rub one of my shoulders, or lightly slap my chest to make a point, saying great things about my build. Brad was one who tended to stay after quite a bit. Brad was clearly Trey's number two. He stood slightly taller than Trey and had packed on solid muscle to his lean frame. He had that same brown shaggy hair that every young gym rat sported now. It curled over his forehead and bounced down over piercing green eyes that always seemed to be studying everything around him. He was constantly bringing the conversation back to wrestling and was obviously very focused. I found out that he was 2 weight classes above Trey, but that Trey usually wrestled one up anyway. Brad was one of the better wrestlers on the team, probably the only one that had as good of a record as Trey did. I also figured out that Brad and Trey were roomates, sharing an off campus flat. Brad and Trey seemed like they competed in almost everything and were constantly joking around and rough housing.
It was about a month later when Trey broached a topic with me. We were in the massage room getting dressed and cleaning up when he seemed to make up his mind and tried to casually change the topic of conversation."So you know my roommate Brad, he is the one who hangs out with us most nights in the sauna."
I pulled my musky jockstrap on and paused listening to him trying to figure out where he was going with this.
"Well Brad's really straight, but he has been talking a lot lately about maybe wanting to try some things out...he is always comenting how great your build is, and I was kinda wondering if you might wanna come back to our place after the gym some night and we could maybe have some fun or whatever and show him some things."
I actually smiled watching this little shit be even slightly awkward and nervous for once. I loved it. There was clearly a line here he was anxiously wanting to cross, bringing his gym jock home and sharing him with his straight roomate. My hole throbbed on its own while I pictured myself getting pinned down and tag teamed by these wrestling studs. If I played my cards right, i might even be able to use this to upend our status quo and get Trey to try swinging on my dick. I agreed it would be fun to do some time, and he lit up with a smile splitting his face."Alright man, this will be great!" He bounced in, punching me playfully in the ribs while slapping his hand up on my shoulder. He was suddenly all confidence again. He practically frog marched me out into the hall and into the sauna, guiding me to a seat beside Brad as he plopped down on my other side, squeezing me between them. The two of them chatted across me about wrestling, classes, and working out, hopping from topic to topic as we started to sweat. After 20 minutes, I was starting to get uncomfortable in the heat and was ready to grab a shower and go. I started to rise, but before I could get far Trey reached across my chest and gently nudged me back on the cedar slats without stopping their chat. Brad leaned in getting his shoulder in front of mine as he spoke, blocking me from moving but also giving me a wink and a smile as he did so. These two were boxing me. It took another couple minutes before it became evident to me why. Their posse was slowly breaking up, with the other gym rats standing up to leave one after another. They were making plans to grab food on the way out and Trey shook off their invitations saying he wanted some more time in the heat. Brad begged off as well and both kept me trapped between them, sweat pouring off me while I huffed and tried to focus on breathing.
Trey gave it a few more minutes after the group broke up and then jumped off the bench to lead us back to the locker room. I turned to head to the showers and felt him grab the waist band of my jock and tug as he led me back to my locker instead. I was a sweat drenched mess, but Brad was very obviously admiring my physique as they pulled open lockers and we threw back on our gym shorts and tops. My stringer immediatley darkened and dampened as it soaked up sweat dripping down my chest. Brad and Trey had walked from their apartment, so I offered to drive us over. They piled in my car, still chatting casually about their upcoming meet.
We parked on the street and they led me up the side stairs to the top floor of an older house. Inside I was reminded of my frat days. There were band posters hanging off the walls, left over food containers lying on the coffee table and a univeristy flag hanging in the window like a curtain. The big screen tv had a game system plugged in with controllers laying discarded on the couch. One of their white and red singlets was lying accross the back of the couch and other laundry and gear was scattered on various surfaces.
Trey wasted no time shutting the door behind him and shucking out of his gym tank while pushing me towards a door that led to his bedroom. His room was actually a lot less of a mess than the rest of the appartment. Inside was a king sized bed that was fully made, and through another door I could see a bathroom that looked clean and orderly. As he backed me into his room I watched him throw a glance over his shoulder at Brad while he waggled his eyebrows. My knees hit the edge of his bed and I collapsed back onto it. Brad followed us into the room while Trey gripped the waist of my shorts and jock and jerked them down and off me in one swift motion. I was initially caught off guard at how fast this was moving, but started to catch up by wiggling and squirming on the bed as I rucked my stringer up over my head and tossed it accross the room. Trey stripped out of his shorts, letting his thick cock swing free while he climbed up on the bed and straddled my face. He had his girthy black tool in one hand slapping it accross my face while he coaxed Brad in.
Brad striped out of his shorts and grey wife beater and I got my first full look at the stud. His abs were amazing, actually competing with Trey for most cut. His muscles looked swollen and pumped and his apollos belt cut a super defined v pointing down to his cock. Trey had him beat in the cock department, but Brad had to be swinging a solid 10 inches. I normally thought I was pretty big, where were all these fucking horse cocked wrestlers coming from? He had a nice tan going on most of his body, giving him an light olive complexion, but his ass and crotch were stark white with a square cut speedo tan line that looked extremely sexy on the stud. Both of these huge cocked wrestle boys could clean up modeling for underwear campaigns. Trey lifted me up into a sitting position and beckoned Brad over. He knelt on the bed in front of me and with a gentle nudge from behind I dove in and started worshiping the white hunks muscles. I felt Trey jump off the bed while I repositioned so I could start to kiss down Brad's abs and lick down the length of his firm shaft. Brad fisted his hand into my sweat slick hair while I slurped under his balls and made his hips quake. I sucked one of his big eggs into my mouth and gently put pressure on it by sucking and drawing it down to stretch to the bottom of his sack. I wanted to show this straight jock just how good a blow job he could get from someone who had home field advantage. He was moaning and getting into it, so I kissed my way back up his engorged dick and slurped his mushroom head into my mouth, running my tounge around it. I started sucking his cock in earnest and he held my head tentatively as I pulled him inch after inch down my throat. I saw Trey slip into the bathroom out of the corner of my eye and heard him rummaging around inside.I was really deep throating Brad now, and let my hands slide up and down his big quads while he moaned and commented on how good it felt. I felt the bed shift and realized Trey had climbed up behind me again. One hand went down to my throat as he knelt over me and he pushed me forward so Brad's entire cock was in my mouth. He held something under my nose while my face was shoved in Brad's bush and I smelled poppers as I huffed first in one nostril and then the other. Stars exploded in my eyes and the familiar heat hit my face as blood rushed to my head. I felt Trey release me and heard him take a hit before leaning forward and starting to feel up Brad's big pecs and kiss accross his collar and up his neck. Brad tensed as Trey took control and I went back to slurping all over his sweaty tool. I felt Trey grip my hips and let him pull me off Brad to flip me over on my back. Trey slathered lube only his cock and lifted my legs onto his shoulders as he positioned his slick black rod at my hole. He pushed in roughly and steadily slid his cock all the way to the hilt in one long slow thrust. I saw him smirk at Brad as he pulled out, drawing protracted moans out of me as his cock slid along and smashed my prostate. "Come on bud, shut him up" he challenged as he picked up speed, sawing in and out of my hole. Brad jostled for position, and let Trey power fuck me to the end of the bed so my head could flop over the side. Looking upside down at Brad now standing off the bed, I saw him position his thick cock at my mouth before more roughly starting to shove in and fuck my face. Brad was really starting to get into this. My hands flopped over my head, revealing my sweaty rank pits while both studs power fucked me from each end, smashing into me like a fucked out hunky accordian. They went on like this for several minutes while I squirmed and slobbered on their massive tools. My legs and abs were cramping being rolled up in this position. Finally Trey pulled out and with a couple strokes shot a huge load accross my abs and chest. Brad was right behind him but slammed his cock hard in my throat before dumping his salty load accross my tounge.
I lay on the bed heaving and trying to catch my breath as the jocks jumped up to high five each other. Trey gave Brad a big bro hug while comparing notes and asking him how he felt. Trey was excitable, bouncing from foot to foot telling Brad he had to try fucking my muscle ass. Without asking me, Trey grabbed my leg and drug me around so my legs were hanging off the end of the bed. He pulled a pillow off the top of the bed and lifted my ass, shoving it under me to prop my hips up. Brad's cock was already starting to get hard again as he got turned on by my manhandling. "Dude, there is nothing you have ever felt like dominating a hot muscle stud. They are built to be power fucked" Trey said getting behind Brad. Trey was taking control of the situation, and while Brad was clearly eager Trey was moving him around like a puppet. I felt Trey scrape his hand accross my abs, collecting his load before he reached around Brad and jerked it up and down his cock. Brad clearly didn't know how exactly how to take it, but was caught off guard as Trey lubed him up and then pushed him into position at my ass. My cock throbbed and slapped against my abs as he pushed inside me and started to rough fuck my sore pussy. I looked up and was shocked to see Trey standing behind Brad with his little brown bottle of poppers in hand under Brad's nose. He pinched one nostril shut before firmly ordering Brad to inhale. He moved the bottle back and forth giving the muscle stud 3 long hits before capping it and letting it drop to the bed beside him. Brad's motions hitched as he moaned and experienced the heady high of the poppers for the first time. Trey ran his paws over the hunks pecs as he fucked me and started biting and sucking up the studs neck and under his jaw. Brad moaned and was moving jerkily while Trey reached back for the poppers and again held them under Brads nose. Brad huffed and tried to twist away, but Trey fisted a hand in his hair and used his other to pass the bottle back and forth letting Brad huff and hit over and over. Trey placed his hand on Brad's muscled ass and pushed him forward to sink his dick into my ass. Brad was looking pretty out of it, Trey was whispering in his ear complimenting him and coaxing him to keep pumping. I saw Brads mouth shoot open in a silent O and realized Trey had shoved a finger into his ass. Brad was moaning and in heat, getting his ass fingered for the first time while Trey pushed him in and out of my muscle pussy. Trey asked him if he felt good and Brad just hung his head and nodded as he shivered and bucked his hips in and out. Trey told him to hold on and brought the poppers up for another huff before stretching Brad's hole with a second and then third finger. He was clearly hitting Brads bitch button over and over as he worked the guy into a heated frenzy. "Fyck yeah!" Brad growled shaking head to try to clear it as Trey worked his gland. Brad was moaning and slumping over, his dick seated in my ass but no longer even attempting to fuck me. I felt Brad's cock plop out of my hole as he was pulled off me and dropped onto the bed beside me. Trey pulled the pillow from under my hips and shoved it under Brad's ass as he repositioned him. "Get up big guy, I need you to open him up for me." He said slapping my inner thigh.I got unsteadily to my feet and positioned myself between the studs legs. I slicked up my dick with the bottle of lube Trey had brought back from the bathroom and held my rigid cock head at Brad's furry pink hole. I had been getting railed by Trey for weeks and I wanted this tight muscled wrestling hunk badly. My cock was so hard it hurt seeing this stud moan on his back as I hiked one of his legs onto my shoulder. I paused to ask him if he wanted this, and held my breath as he shook his head trying to clear it. "Oh god...fuck me man, please fuck me" He mumbled huskily. That was all it took and I leaned in, sinking my head into his virgin hole. He yelped and squirmed as I held still letting him adjust. Trey knelt by his head, whispering encouragement into his ear and pulling out the poppers to give him another long hit. I started pushing in and out and he really started to groan and shout as I worked my dick into his new muscle pussy. Trey told him he needed to quiet down and then straddled the jocks head as he sank his ass down over his face. "Come on Brad, eat it like a pussy" He said, leaning forward to tweak and pluck Brad's hard nipples. I continued to work in and out, feeling the muscle pup shiver and writhe under me. I was not going to last much longer as i rabbit fucked the hunk. I was hot and painfully hard thrusting into Brad as a shit eating grin split Treys face. He was grinding his sweaty ass onto his best friends mouth and based on his encouraging compliments, Brad was a natural at rimming.Brad's hips started to buck in time with mine and his cock throbbed and leaked cum as he blasted a hands free orgasm. His cum shot straight up and splattered on his abs and chest. I continued to fuck him, each thrust of my cock into his hole causing his dick to burped pearls of cum. I was snaping my hips as I power slammed the hot fucker, each jab eliciting yips and moans muffled under Trey's ass. I lasted another couple pumps before unloading in his once virgin muscle ass. Trey was fisting his own cock and slid back to paint Brad's face with line after line of white spunk. He glazed the hunk and then used his hand to rub his white hot mess across Brad's face and into his hair.
I leaned back to catch my breath and Trey climbed off of Brad and off the bed. Brad lay there limply moaning. I was surprised as Trey jumped down and thanked me, while hustling me around the room and helping me collect my stuff. We chatted briefly but he was clearly angling me towards the door and ready for me to leave. "You did great man, I loved it!" He said as I was leaving. "I think Brad needs some time to recover, but I will see you at the gym tomorrow?"
I was out the door before I could really answer and in my car heading home. I felt great, I may not have gotten to top Trey, but breaking in his straight best friend had been hotter than anything I had expected. Seeing the ebony stud work Brad into a frenzy and make him beg to get fucked made me wonder if I had looked that hot as he broke me in.
Later that night my phone chirped again with a text message from Trey. He thanked me again but also sent a video file that I immediatley clicked open. The video was back in the living room of the guy's apartment. The whole room had been cleaned up, and Brad hung over the back of the couch facing the camera as Trey stood behind him. Trey had one fist in Brad's curly locks jerking his head back as he power fucked the bigger wrestling stud. Brad was gooned out, but his face held a stupid looking grin as Trey took his time thoroughly wrecking his hole. Trey lifted his other arm into a big bicep flex and smirked as he pulled almost all the way out and started slamming his whole length into Brad. Brad's big arms bounced across the couch in front of him as Trey long dicked him for the camera. He looked like a like puppet with its strings cut.
The video cut out with Brad squealing and moaning as the eyes rolled up in the head of the bitched out beta boi.
His smirk and wink to the camera made me wonder just what had happened naturally and what Trey had gamed out. Trey always seemed to get his way. My dick stiffened as I pulled my underwear under my balls and hit play again mirroring my phone to the TV. Fucking little alpha stud was building quite a stable and I both loved and hated this cocky punk.
