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sluttingwithevan:

If you couldn’t take a joke, you couldn’t hang around Percy. That was the bottom line. Plain and simple. He got warned by his brother about how his girlfriend was and all of that but he didn’t really care all that much. Everyone loved him. He didn’t know a single person that didn’t love him. What was wrong with a joke? Sure, he was fully naked but that was the beauty of it. Nobody would expect it. Apparently, she didn’t think it was all that funny. “Well, considering this is my house…..probably not. I like being one with nature.”

With her boyfriend off parking the car as quickly as he could, Mia was left on her own with Percy---and she wasn’t at all happy. Folding her arms over her chest, she pushed her tits up, offering a better look at her cleavage in the low-cut, short dress she had on. “Nature’s outside. Maybe considering putting something on inside, especially while you have guests who...” Her eyes roamed over his body, taking in the sight of his thick cock once more. “...don’t need to see that, okay?”

#232 #mia

sluttingwithevan:

“That’s the plan.” Leo didn’t really know what the deal was between the two frats. He wasn’t involved in the bet. He was just the outlier that got picked to be the goat being sent to the slaughter. Unfortunately, even the ‘house slut’ was more Alpha than anyone in this house. They didn’t even know it yet. “You wanna see the goods? You got it.” Leo was a natural flirt. That was just the way he was when it came to charming people into his bed. He stripped himself of his shirt and his shorts, his muscled body coming into full form as he stood taller than the other. “You like what you see?”

Well, Jesse had to hand it to the boys over there. They kept it toned and tight, and Leo was one of their best. Taking in the sight of that body, he found himself whistling and strolling forward until he was close enough to cop a feel of Leo’s abs, the firm muscles making his own cock twitch. “Of course I like what you see. When someone works as hard as you do to look pretty, it’s gonna pay off.” Jesse couldn’t help looking down at that bulge though, licking his lips for a brief moment before stepping back. “So you know you’re here to get us all off, don’t you?”

#231 #jesse

sluttingwithevan:

Leon knew that Tyler had a crush on him. It was pretty much written all over his face. He acted like he didn’t know but he always knew when someone was looking at him. He got that feeling going through his body whenever the other was staring at him in the showers. He really couldn’t have been more obvious if he wanted to be. The fact that this was the pairing that got put together at random was so ironic to him, he had to laugh to himself. “You asked for it, then.” The whistle blew and, instead of going the typical method of starting a match, he charged the other, got him in a headlock, and flipped him down to the mat. Hard. Tyler’s face was pretty much mashed deep in his pit now. “Not too late to give up, man.”

Of course Leon came hard at him like that. To anyone else it’d be an unexpected move, but Tyler knew that his classmate knew how into him he was. It wasn’t as if he’d tried to be subtle. All he’d tried to do was keep his pussy hidden from everyone until the right moment, and he was hoping the right moment would be tonight. “Why would I give up?” With his face obstructed because of Leon’s body, Tyler was free to bury his face in that pit and lick across it, tasting every inch of Leon with needy little whimpers while he rolled his hips up to grind against him. “Work harder for it if you want me to submit, big guy.”

#230 #tyler

sluttingwithevan:

Leon knew that he was headed straight for the top and, as he got ready to get on the mat for the first round in this team tournament, this was a pretty easy first step. He might not be the ‘golden boy’ on the team but he was on track to knock him off his throne. First, he had to get rid of the redhead. “You wanna go ahead and forfeit now, you can. It’ll save you so much time, pain, and embarrassment.” His opponent might be able to hold his own against some of the others but, against him, he was pretty sure they both knew he stood no chance. He was significantly larger than the boy in muscle and he had a secret weapon he couldn’t wait to pull it out. “Think long and hard about this, gingerbread boy. I’m gonna wreck you in front of everyone. You know that, right?”

Going up against someone like Leon was...intimidating, to say the least. Every time Tyler saw him in the locker room his pussy was soaked, so much so he always had to wait longer to change so that no one saw his ruined jockstrap and so that he could cool down before pulling his singlet on over his tight little body. Now, out on the mat in front of everyone, that ripped body so close to his and Leon practically threatening him... Tyler was ready. He didn’t care who saw. “You can try your damn best to wreck me, dude,” He teased, grinning with excitement as he looked Leon up and down, “Let’s see what you got.”

#230 #tyler

“So you’re here to entertain us then, pretty boy?” After a bet had gone in favour of Jesse’s guys, it’d been a matter of time before their rival fraternity sent over their scapegoat to be used by the boys, but what surprised him was who stepped through the door---one of their more alpha types. Smirking, he folded his strong arms over his chest and looked the boy up and down. “Better start losing those clothes then, huh? Should’ve walked over here in a damn thong, bitch.”

#231 #jesse

“Oh.” Well, that was a shock. Mia had been forewarned about how her boyfriend’s older brother was, but she’d also been told he’d been warned to be on his best behaviour for her, and apparently to an asshat like him, that meant opening the door naked, all those muscles left on display and that thick, massive cock of his swinging between his thighs... Tearing her eyes off it was difficult, but she convinced herself that it wasn’t out of desire; just out of shock. “Are you planning on putting on any clothes?”

#232 #mia

sluttingwithevan:

James obediently got up and went over to the chair that was being pointed to. He was the Beta between them and he always did what the other said. He was far too loyal and enamored by him to not do what he could to keep him happy. It didn’t matter if it was in the gym, the bedroom, or out in the strip clubs. He was the man’s bitch, plain and simple. “As long as he stays over there, I guess we can make it work.” He only had to dance on one person so it logistically worked. He took the wallet and opened it to see how much money he had. “This’ll do for now.” He took out the $400 in there and stuffed it in his jock. “Keep your hands to yourself. Got it?” He said before starting his routine.

Rick was too sure of himself to even notice how his cock throbbed at watching this stripper take his money and stuff it down his jock, claiming it for himself. It was an act of submission on Rick’s part, and yet he’d convinced himself he’d be getting that money back before long once he’d made this man submit to him properly, like he always did. “What, I can’t cop a feel of that pretty ass?” But Rick raised his hands as a sign of acceptance, before lowering them down into his lap, one wandering close to his bulge to rub into his cock.

#229 #rick

sluttingwithevan:

Nobody could look anywhere else but on the stage. He had his cock out and it was the most amazing thing that anyone had ever seen. He had almost fourteen inches of dick. Something like that shouldn’t have even been possible. Yet, here it was in the flesh. Dominic didn’t have any other choice but to beg for what was hanging right above him. He could hear the gasps and the cheers throughout the crowd as he showed off what his genetics gave him. As a whole, his body was simply untouchable. Once he got done flexing , he got back down and pulled the other back onto his knees, ass pressed against his dick. He didn’t say anything or even spit on his hole. He simply grabbed his base, guided his head to his pucker, and started ramming himself in. Naturally, he was tight as fuck. However, he never had a problem dealing with sensitivity.

Despite there being no signs that Draco had plans to prep him, Dominic had just expected it. That cock was huge, even for someone like Dom who’d been riding massively thick dildos for years now to keep his pussy ready for dick at all times... Nothing could’ve prepared him for Draco, and Draco didn’t bother even trying. Helplessly, he screamed out, his entire body tensing---every single muscle on display as he was filled up by that massive cock. “Dr---Daddy!” He screamed, somehow finding the need in him to press his ass back, wanting more of that dick buried deep. “Daddy, fuck my ass!”

#228 #dominic

sluttingwithevan:

Everyone that was close enough to the stage threw their wallet on the stage. It didn’t even matter how much money they had in there. It was the simple act of obedience that got Draco off. He had every single person watching him under his thumb, even though Dominic was the only one under him. By this point, the guy knew what was coming to him. He didn’t know if he knew just how much cock was gonna get shoved up his ass but he was sure to think twice about perving on Draco again. Or maybe not. Either way he was setting a standard for everyone in the back that had or even thought about doing what he did. “Good little bitches.” He was in full Alpha Mode now. He stood to his feet and ripped his costume shorts off, revealing his erecting hanging dick. It was far too heavy to even try and stick out upright. He even started flexing to give everyone the full effect.

It was strangely thrilling to be in the presence of an alpha at full status. While Dominic had thrived off of just spending time around Draco in general, being in this position now, gripping his fat cheeks, showing off his hole and watching the man behind him rip off his shorts to free his cock... Everyone was in awe of Draco, including the customers who were throwing wallet after wallet at him. “You’re huge,” Dominic gasped, now shifting up a little, showing off his ass even more with a cheek pressed to the floor as he stared behind him, “Oh my God, your cock---it’s fucking massive, Draco! I need you.” He was breathless. “I need you so bad!”

#228 #dominic

sluttingwithevan:

“If you both want a show, you’re gonna have to cough up a lot more money than that.” Draco wasn’t gay and if you called him ‘gay’, he was liable to knock your teeth out. However, working at a gay strip club simply made sense to him. He was hot and he knew that fags would do anything to get a chance to even touch him, let alone get a private dance with him. He had a pair of guys wanting a show and, even though he didn’t mind accommodating and ‘playing up the role’ a bit, he still had his requirements. He wasn’t about to bitch himself out for anyone. He was the one in control here. “So, what’s it gonna be? Are you two gonna spend the money, fight over me, or are you gonna go one at a time?”

Being the man in charge here meant that of course Rick had James’ wallet in his pocket, and though he wasn’t interested in entertaining some entitled stripper, he was interested in that body. It was worth it, for now. Rick was sure he could have the dude coughing the money back up for more dick down the line. “How about he takes a seat over there?” Rick nodded at the chair in the corner of the room away from them, expecting James to move there, while he pulled his own wallet out and held it out to the stripper, “And I get you all to myself for now, buddy?”

#229 #rick

sluttingwithevan:

All fags were the same to him. There was a distinct difference between a fag and a gay man to him. A gay man was someone he could respect. If they weren’t over the top and flamboyant about their homosexuality, he could rock with the for the most part. He always had it in the back of his mind that they wanted him because, honestly, who didn’t? However, he didn’t need it thrown in his face every five seconds. With Dominic, there was no hiding it whatsoever. He knew Dominic was into him, like all the other fags in the club, but he didn’t know he was going as far as invading his personal space. That had to be dealt with. “You’ll see, you little bitch.” He sat up and his bulge was even harder than it was before, almost ripping through his cop short shorts. “Everyone, get your fucking wallets out and throw them on the stage. Now!”

“Please.” This time, Dominic wasn’t begging Draco. No, this time Dominic was staring out at the audience---the same audience that usually stared on him with thirst and need---and he was begging for them to do as Draco had asked. Arching his back and sticking his ass up in the air, he grabbed at his fat cheeks from behind and spread them out for Draco, showing off how far his speedo had ridden up between against his hole. “Do as he says and he’ll give you the show of your fucking life. We both will,” Dominic promised, licking his lips eagerly and spreading his thighs out. It was a testament to how bad he wanted it too, gripping his ass like this with his wrists handcuffed, but the struggle was worth it.

#228 #dominic

sluttingwithevan:

The people closest to the stage got to see everything up close and personal. They didn’t get to hear the conversation between them over the roar of everyone else but the visuals were more than enough to get the job done for them. The people farther back had the screens to look at. Giant flat screens projected every HD detail of Draco’s massive form as he flexed and showed off. Even in the middle of something like this settling of a personal issue, he knew how to work the crowd. They didn’t know any better. They just wanted to see two hot guys on stag. “All you fags are the fucking same, aren’t you?” His humping was getting more aggressive as he went on. “Couldn’t just come right out and get down on your knees in front of me, could you? Just had to go sneaking around. Well, today’s your lucky day, bitch. You’re about to get more of me than you could possibly handle.”

If only he were stronger, maybe he could argue on behalf of gay men, say they weren’t all the same and that they weren’t all drooling for a hung straight stud like Draco... Was it even true, though? Every gay guy working here wanted that big cock, Dominic more than anyone else, and having it grind into his fat ass had him moaning out like a bitch in heat. “We are all the same, we see a man like you and go crazy for it, daddy,” Dominic told him, not even caring how much he was embarrassing himself right now, “I didn’t think you’d be interested in me... I would’ve got on my knees and begged if I’d known. I’d have begged first time meeting you for a taste of your big, thick white cock.” He was whining, almost in a pained way from how bad he needed it. “What am I getting? Please...”

#228 #dominic

sluttingwithevan:

Nobody knew where Draco was going with all of this. The crowd thought this was some kind of elaborate routine and Dominic didn’t know what to think. Once again, he held all the cards and he wanted to keep it that way. Once he secured the cuffs, he did a little bit of a flexing session for the closest men before laying on top of the smaller man and grinding his bulge in his ass. He pressed his lips to his ear to keep their conversation just between them. “You didn’t think I’d find out about you perving on me this whole time? Sniffing my shorts, taking my jocks, peeping on me getting dressed? If you wanna be a little fag, I might as well treat you like one.”

As Draco flexed, Dominic was eagerly looking over his shoulders in awe, taking in the sight of the God who’d claimed him so easily on the stage in front of anyone. By the time the man was lowering himself down, Dominic was licking his lips and turning to face the crowd again, a blush setting in on his cheeks as he moaned out at the press of that massive cock into his fat ass. “Oh my God, he’s so big,” He moaned out, only loud enough for the front row to really hear him, but he was rendered silent as Draco began talking quietly in his ear---revealing that he’d known all along what kind of a pervert Dom was. “I’m so sorry, sir, I couldn’t help myself,” He replied in a similarly low voice, “Your dick is so big and your body is so hot and you’re such a fucking alpha, I just wanted that big, white cock all to myself... I’m such a fag for you.”

#228 #dominic

sluttingwithevan:

Draco rarely ever went the costume route. If it wasn’t a themed night, he didn’t feel the need for one. His body was magnificent enough as it was without the extra props and whatnot. However, tonight was an exception. He was glad that he decided to go out of the ordinary a little bit. Everything was falling into place perfectly. He was rough in his grip as he turned the other toward the crowd and kicked his back, forcing him from his knees down onto his stomach. From there, he got down and straddled his back, taking the cuffs from his belt and securing them tight around the other’s wrists. “We’re gonna set you straight right here tonight, you fuckin’ perv.”

Being thrown down with his ass in the air was an even more exciting position for Dominic. Right in front of the crowd, facing them with desperation in his face, his speedo began to ride up as he arched his back, the fabric pulling up between his fat cheeks behind him. “I’m a perv?” He asked breathlessly, looking over his shoulder while tugging gently at his cuffs, not surprised at how little they budged. Draco was a determined man, Dominic knew that. He was excited to be finding out first hand. “How do you plan on settin’ me straight, big guy?”

#228 #dominic

sluttingwithevan:

Dominic didn’t need to know what was happening. all this worked better with the fellow stripper as in the dark as he could possibly get. Draco wanted him to give the audience his genuine reaction to getting his massive pipe rammed up his ass with no lube. He knew everyone was infatuated with him. There wasn’t a single reason not to be. All he had to do was start flexing and you’d be all his. “I caught you trying to break in to that poor old woman’s home. Good thing I happened to ride by.” His voice was booming enough and the crowd was mesmerized enough that he didn’t need a mic at all. He kept the grip on the back of his neck before bringing him down on his knees in front of him. He smirked as he kept adjusting his stance, smacking the other across his pretty face with his bulge. “Should I send this motherfucker to jail, fellas?”

There wasn’t even a little bit of this that made sense, but Dominic didn’t have an issue with it. Being forced to his knees wasn’t a problem when it was before a God like Draco, and with the man towering over him and playing out his little roleplay fantasy, Dominic was only focused on one thing---that massive cock. He moaned out as Draco rubbed his bulge into his face, finding himself yelling out a, “Yes!”, along with the crowd. What did being sent to jail mean, exactly? He wasn’t sure, but if it meant more of this... “I’ve been so bad, haven’t I? I need to be taught a lesson, sir, and who better to teach it to me?”

#228 #dominic

sluttingwithevan:

When it comes to working the stage, Draco was a pro. He always made a killing when it came to stage dances. When ti came to the personal one on one sessions, he pretty much took the entire wallet from whoever he was dancing for .He wasn’t like the slutty boys in the back that were desperate for whatever. He was a man. The management let him get away with whatever because they knew how much of a commodity he was to them. He raked in the most money and they’d be idiots to try and reprimand him. He was the kind of man that knew what he wanted. If you couldn’t give it to him, he’d happily take your money and throw you to the side to find someone better without a second thought. “I wouldn’t doubt it.” He smirked as he got an idea. He grabbed him by the back of the neck and led him down the runway toward the middle of the circular stage where everyone could see. “Looks like we got ourselves a troublemaker here, boys!” He called out to the crowd.

Draco had been a long time crush of Dominic’s, and he wasn’t very subtle about it. In his defense, there wasn’t a person working in the entire club who didn’t have a thing for the buff blonde, but Dominic had gone so far as sniffing at Draco’s hot pants and fingering his own ass in the dressing room backstage whenever he got some private time. He was infatuated with the man and his amazing body, and suddenly being handled by him just had him whimpering. “Ha---what’s happening?” He was still nervous though, being handled by the man in front of everyone, completely helpless as they watched on. “How have I been a troublemaker, big man?”

#228 #dominic

“People are really into this tonight...huh?” While Dominic was quite confident on stage, he was used to being by himself---he was used to working his own body and getting other people off at a distance, and tonight wasn’t like that at all. Tonight Draco had been on stage with him, and at the crowds behest the two had ended up pressed together, with Dominic’s ass rubbing back on Draco’s famously massive bulge while he did his best not to whine out with a need to be plowed here and now. His nipples were rock hard----as was his cock, and the crowd was going wild for it, whistling with each roll of their bodies together. “They’d probably give their wallets over just to see us fuck right here...”

#228 #dominic

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