It all began when my girlfriend invited her new colleague for the dinner. I didn't like this idea at first but it all changed when I saw Hassan at our door. When I held out my hand for a shake he just nodded and walked by me. During the dinner he talked mostly with Anne, my girlfriend. And just time from time, he would gesture to me to refill his glass. At some point I notice that his hand was on Anne's thigh and he was massaging it. I know, I had to say something but I was too scared... and excited. When we were done eating, Anne stood up to clean the table and serve the dessert but Hassan gently grabbed her arm and stopped her, "I think your boy can help his woman, right?" and it was probably the first time when he looked me into the eyes. There was something in that gaze that made me obey him immediately. While I was cleaning, they moved to the couch. I hid all the dirty dishes into the dish washer and served the tiramisu that Anne had prepared early. When I brought it to them, Hassan took the plate and looked at me, "You sure, you need that portion?" He didn't say anything, nor did I. But I placed my plate on the side table, next to Hassan. As I wanted to take a seat on the armchair, he again stopped me. He raised his massive legs and placed his feet on the sofa table, "I wouldn't mind some massage for my legs". I don't know why but I dropped down on my knees and started working on his feet. It was already too late. I didn't even notice how he took control of me, my girlfriend and my house.
"Hey, big bro... or better to say 'older bro'", Derek laughs while flexing his newly gained massive bicep in front of a mirror, "Fuck, look how huge I am. I think, I'm gonna make rules around here from now on. Do you agree?" he throws his arm around my puny shoulders and drags me into a frame as he snaps another picture with both of us. Fuck, I look tiny compared to my 18-year-old bro now.
"So, you're the guy, our sister was talking about...", Adam (the one with the buzz cut hair) spoke, after Jessy introduced us to each other and rushed inside of the house.
"You're smaller than I expected," Alex (the one with the longer hair) noted, while scanning me with his eyes.
I had been a bit over average with my height of 5'11" and Jessy was around the same height, maybe an inch shorter. But compared to her brothers I felt like a hobbit. They were both close to 7 ft, towering more than a head over me. And if that wasn't enough, they were also very muscular — their arms reaching probably 20 inches.
Adam stepped closer to me and grabbed my arm — his hand almost wrapping it completely, "Do you work out?"
"Hm,,, I go to gym sometime..."
"Definitely not enough," Adam added with a light smirk. "Let's go inside and you can tell us more about yourself".
The brothers escorted me into the house and led to the billiard room, where they sat on the big leather couch with a glass of whiskey each. They also handed me a glass and let me take a seat in an armchair in front of them like I was doing some interview. Then they kept asking me about my life and work to get to know me better. After some time they became more relax and friendly but the feeling of their superiority didn't disappear.
This is my first longer story. I'm already working on the second part. Let me know what you think about it
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This semester I took part in one seminar course at the university which turned out to be more interesting than I expected. For the final presentation of our papers they booked a hotel in an hour ride from the city in a picturesque small village right at the lake. On the Wednesday morning I got there with train and then had to walk from the station for around twenty minutes. Turned out I was one of the first students to arrive — the other two that were already waiting in the lobby were a guy from my team and another student — Jonas.
I hadn’t really known Jonas personally prior to that but I had already seen him at other lectures and seminars. The reason why I noticed him was quite obvious — he was a really sexy guy. Being around 6’5” tall he was well build with broad shoulders, nice protruding chest and big arms that were visible even when he was wearing a sweater. In addition to that he had a handsome face with sharp jawline, covered in a few days of stubble, deep blue eyes that matched his blond hair nicely and a cocky smile that always seemed to be on his face. He also seemed to be quite confident, friendly and calm. I hadn’t seem him being nervous or too loud like some other guy who tried hard to be the center of attention, and that made him even more attractive to me.
As I entered the lobby, we greeted each other and I took place on the sofa in front of him. Despite taking a day off from work, I still had some work to do, so I took out my laptop, while Sam (my teammate) continued conversation with Jonas, discussing our papers. Every now and then I would add something to the conversation or laugh together with them but I mostly stayed focused on the work. It took around half an hour for the rest of the people from our course to arrive and the lobby became quite crowded and filled with chatter.
When it was time to start with the short welcome speech from the tutors, we moved to the meeting room next door. It was filled with desks and chairs arranged in a U-shape to accommodate us all (around 20 people). Our team took seats at the lower left corner of the U-shape and Jonas sat right opposite of me, in the middle of the right side, so for the next couple of hours, he was in my line of sight most of the time.
I tried to pay attention to the teams that were doing presentation but it was hard to concentrate and my thoughts kept drifting somewhere else. I kept stealing glances at Jonas and studying him. He was wearing a navy blue sweater and white shirt underneath. The sweater wasn’t very tight but I could still see the outline of his shoulders and arms. He was sitting in a relaxed posture, leaning back in his chair, his legs stretched apart in front of him — quite a dominant pose. Sometimes I noticed his biceps bulging when he moved his arms. It was also hard to ignore how he seemed much broader next to the other guys sitting next to him. I couldn’t help but wonder how his body would look like without clothes on and how it would feel to touch his muscles. A few times our eyes met for a second and I would quickly look away, pretending I hadn’t been staring at him. I didn’t know, if he noticed or not but a few times I saw a little smirk on his face after those moments.
At the evening we had a long dinner together in the hotel restaurant with all the students and tutors. We all sat at one long table and had the possibility to get to know each other better. Unfortunately, Jonas was on the other side of the table. But maybe it was even better since I had a chance to think about something else and spend good time with other people.
We left the dinner around 10 pm and my teammates went to their rooms. But I wanted to take a possibility and try the sauna in the hotel’s wellness area. The woman on the reception told me that it was possible and already included in our price, so she gave me a special arm band to access it. I quickly changed in my room and went downstairs into the basement, where the wellness area was located. In the middle of the room there was a small pool and on the opposite side there were huge windows that opened to the lake, although you could barely see some lights from the opposite side in the darkness. To the left and right there were a few doors, leading to the sauna itself, to the special salt room, ice room and two change rooms with showers and toilets, respectively for men and women. I undressed in the change room and left my stuff in the locker, then went into the sauna with only my towel around the waist.
When I opened the door to the sauna, I was surprised to see somebody else there. And it wasn’t just anybody — it was Jonas. He was sitting on the bench at the left side, leaning back with his legs stretched in front of him, the towel also wrapped around his waist. His hands were clasped behind his head, exposing his massive arms and hairy armpits. His bare chest heaved slowly up and down as he breathed, covered with a thin layer of dark blond hair that spread from his chest to his stomach and lower, disappearing under the towel. He looked at me and gave me a small smile.
“Oh, sorry, I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be here at this hour”, I said, trying to keep my voice calm.
“Don’t worry, it’s fine”, he replied, his voice deep and calm as always. “I thought, it would be a good idea to get a little relaxation before going to bed. Especially with this cold weather outside”.
“Yeah, same”, I replied while taking a seat on the bench, opposite of him. “It was a long day and it might help to get a better sleep before our presentation tomorrow”.
“Oh, yeah, you’re the last team to present, right?”
“Yes, it has its pros and cons”, I said with a laugh.
Jonas just nodded, keeping his eyes on me. Then he slightly flexed his arms in a nonchalant way, as if he was just stretching, “Yeah, most won’t probably be really listening anyway…”, the corner of his mouth turned up in a barely visible smirk.
Was he referring to me not paying attention to the presentations today? I wasn’t sure but I felt my face getting red and my heart started beating faster. I adjusted the towel on my laps, cause I felt a growing hardness underneath it. It was not a right moment for that. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm down.
“But you know it better, right?” Jonas continued.
“What do you mean?”, I opened my eyes again and looked at him, my voice was a bit shaky now.
“You didn’t seem really focused today… at least not on the presentations”, he grinned and again his biceps bulged as he flexed them slightly.
Fuck, he knew. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me. I didn’t know what to say.
“Not gonna lie, I liked it”, Jonas winked at me.
“I’m… I’m not sure what are you talking about”, I stammered.
“Oh, really? You gonna play that game?” he made a pause, keeping an intense gaze on me, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. Get here”, he patted his thigh with his hand.
I hesitated. It was like a dream of mine getting real but I was so scared — I had never done anything like that before.
“Let’s go, stand up and come here”, he said calmly, “You wanna touch those muscles, or not?"
I stood up slowly, my heard pounding like crazy, and walked towards Jonas, stopping right in front of him. He grabbed my hands and guided them onto his chest. My palms touched his hairy chest covered in sweat and I felt his heartbeat. I slightly squeezed the massive pecs, feeling the hardness of his muscles.
“You like it?”
“Yes”, I smiled, still feeling a bit shaky.
Then Jonas flexed his pecs, making them bounce under my hands, turning into rock-hard slabs of muscle. I started massaging them, moving my hands up and down, feeling every inch of them. Then I moved up to his shoulders and arms, enjoying the power that beard inside of him. Suddenly his hands moved to my waist and he picked me up and sat me on his lap, like I weighted nothing. I was so shocked that I let out a little gasp, realizing how strong he was and how little effort it took for him to do that.
Even through the towel I could feel his cock hardening and pressing against my bare ass. From the hips his hands slid down to my butt — he squeezed it and I gave out a small moan.
“Fuck, you’re so massive… so strong”, I whispered, feeling a mix of fear and excitement.
Jonas raised his arms and flexed them in a double-bicep pose, letting me wrap my hands around them, massage them and feel their strength. He then suddenly pulled me closer and kissed me deeply, his tongue sliding into my mouth, while his hands wandered down my body, caressing my shoulders, arms, hips and again moving down to my ass.
He broke the kiss as suddenly as started it, “It’s getting too hot in here, we need to get out”, and without hesitation he stood up, holding me in his hands and carried me out of the sauna.
“You’re so strong”, I gasped.
He just smirked and slowly lowered me to the ground. As he was letting me go, he grabbed the towel around my waist and pulled it away, leaving me all naked in front of him with my rock hard cock pointing up. Again I felt me face getting red and I wanted to cover myself but Jonas stopped me. He took my hand and placed it on his own towel, “Take it off”.
I looked at this towering figure in front of me, his massive chest was slowly heaving up and down, his biceps bulging, a few drops of sweat rolling down his hairy chest and between the ridges of his perfect abs. With both hands I slowly untucked his towel and pulled it away. His massive cock, thick and long, sprang free, standing up. It was even bigger than I imagined — easily 8 inches long and really thick, with a bit of upward curve.
While I stared at his manhood, Jonas didn’t hesitate, he grabbed me up and just when I thought he was going to kiss me again, he threw me into the pool, making a huge splash. I surfaced quickly, gasping for air and looked at him with wide eyes, “You could have warned me”.
“I though it would be more fun”, he laughed and jumped in after me. He pulled me into his arms and continued exploring my body underwater. His hand slid over my stomach and he grabbed my cock, giving it a light squeeze that made me moan. His massive palm easily encircled my little 5” dicklet, “You’re so small compared to me. I really like it”.
We spent the next ten minutes in the pool, exploring each other’s bodies. Jonas wrestled me in a playful way, I also tried to break free and swim away but he was much faster. Not even for a moment I thought that any other guest or personnel could walk in and see us — I was so lost in the moment. Eventually we both got out of the pool, our bodies dripping wet, grabbed our towels and dried ourselves off. We quickly threw some clothes on us and Jonas walked me up to his room.
As soon as the door closed behind us, Jonas grabbed me in his arms and undressed — he easily threw me over his shoulder to drag my pants off and when my ass was bare naked he gave it a nice firm slap that made my cock jerk. He then threw me on his bed and quickly took his clothes off.
He climbed on the bed, crawling over to me, like a hunter who was going to get his prey. His massive body hovered over me then he leaned closer and whispered into my ear, “From now on, you’re mine”. I felt his cock pressing against my stomach and shivers run over my body.
“Wait… I…”, my voice was shaking, “I had never done anything like this before”.
“You haven’t been with a man?” Jonas voice sounded surprised. He sat down on top of me, his legs on either side of my torso and my cock pressed between our bodies. “You’ve been so hungry, staring at me all day and what happened down there… No way, you’ve never been with a man”.
“No, I swear. I mean, I’ve dreamt about that and I saw a lot of porn… but I’ve never had sex with a man before”
“But you don’t have to worry about that”, he grabbed my jaws and caressed my cheek with his thumb then my lips, “I’ll take care of you. Slowly. You’ll love it”, he leaned in and kissed me again.
Then he jumped of the bed and went to his suitcase, searching for something. In a moment he returned with a tube of lube. He squeezed a good amount of it on his palm and started massaging it into my ass, slowly and gently playing with my hole, making me moan with pleasure. “Relax”, he spread my legs and slowly inserted his finger into me. It went in with ease and he started moving it slowly in and our, then in a circular motion, stretching my hole. I had played with my ass before but this felt different — his finger was bigger and the overall feeling of another man taking the full control over me was overwhelming.
While Jonas was preparing me, I couldn’t stop caressing his torso with my hands — his chest felt so meaty, arms bulging with power, thick veins running down over his forearms, abs carved out like a stone. I wanted to touch every inch of him, feel his muscles, squeeze them and just serve him.
In the meanwhile, Jonas inserted another finger into me, stretching me even more for his cock. My hole had never felt so full and my cock was already throbbing and leaking pre-cum. I was afraid that I might cum too early. Then Jonas pulled out his fingers and grabbed the lube bottle again but this time he squeezed it onto his cock, coating it generously. Then he positioned himself between my legs, spreading them even wider and rubbed the head of his cock against my hole. Then it slowly went inside. I gasped, feeling the fullness — it was such a strange mix of feelings. It hurt a bit at first but then the pain turned into pleasure.
“Breath slowly”, his calm voice said, “Relax. Don’t fight it”. I did as he said, took another breath in and slowly out, feeling my whole body relaxing. Then he pushed a little deeper, then a little more, until he was fully inside of me. I felt his pubes pressing against my ass. Jonas stopped for a moment, looking down at me. “Good boy”, he whispered.
Then he slowly began moving his hips back and forth, sliding his cock inside of my ass. The excitement started building up, I wanted more of it. I could feel his cock hitting my prostate with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I moaned and gasped, my hands gripping his shoulders. Jonas moved faster, harder and deeper, a few drops of tears came out of my eyes, “Oh, yeah, please more, more…”.
At some point I felt another thrust of his cock and an exciting sensation run over my body — I started cumming. Shot after shot of cum splashed onto my stomach and chest but Jonas didn’t stop. He was groaning and his cock was pulsating inside of me. Then another deep thrust and he stopped, his whole body tensing up and then I felt him cumming inside of me, filling me up with his thick, warm load. It felt so intense, so overwhelming. When the eruption stopped, Jonas collapsed on top of me and began kissing me with even more passion than before. His heavy body pressed against mine, his heart beating fast, his sweat dripping onto my skin and his cock still inside of me. We stayed like that for a while, until he slowly pulled out and laid down beside me. His cum dripped down from my ass onto the sheets. I felt empty without him inside of me.
Jonas snapped his hands behind his head, spreading his arms wide, “You were great, Max. So good and so tight. You liked it?”
I rolled over to him and placed my head on his chest, “Yes, it was amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that before”. I looked up at him, “Thank you”. I threw my arms around his body and pulled myself closer to him, enjoying the warmth of his body and the smell of his skin. He gently stroked my hair. I felt so safe and so vulnerable next to him. I didn’t want this moment to end.
"I said, pose", Cem growled looking into the phone camera and flexing his bicep.
"Fuck off, I don't want to"
But he had alread grabbed my upperarms and pulled me into picture's frame, "Are you even trying?"
"That's all I can do," I replied, trying to flex my arm but it looked pathetically small compared to Cem's one.
"Hahah, you're so small. Look at this," he moved his arm to catch a better view, "You're five years older and I've just turned 18 a few weeks ago. But I am the bigger one. That's how a man should look like and you're just a boy next to me. Guys in the gym are gonna like it," he took a few more picture and then stared at me with a big cocky smile, "You're not so tough now, big bro, are you?... However it would be better to say 'little bro'", he laughed out loud. "Oh, yeah, it's gonna be an interesting Christmas break, right?" he caught me in a a firm headlock and rubbed his knuckles against the top of my head, "I don't hear, boy!"
"Yes..." I squeezed out of myself while trying to hold tears.
"I don't hear what you're saying. Are you gonna behave nicely now? Or should I teach you?"
"Hey, neighbour, enjoying the show here?", Mostafa shouted to me.
"Haha, no just having a cup of coffee", we shared the backyard, so I walked from my porch over to him. "It's so early in the morning and you're already working out"
"This body won't build itself," he raised his arm, flexed the bicep and kissed it with a smirk, "You know, you could have a use of some morning exercises too".
"Yeah, maybe"
"I mean, look at you," he poked me in the stomach, "There's some fat, you could lose. Look what a real man's body should look like," he patted his carved abs and laughs.
I looked at his sixpack, covered with some hair and involuntary my gaze followed the happy trail down to his waistband. A bit further down there was an obvious outline of a thick shaft. I quickly looked up and saw Mostafa with a cocky grin.
"You like what you see down there? Bet you're small there too"
I was too shocked to reply something, my face just turned red from embarassment.
"Show me what you've got there," he grabbed the coffee from my hand and took a sip of it.
I stood there frozen, unable to squeeze a word out of me.
"Wasn't I clear enough?" Mostafa made a step to me and grabbed my chin with his thumb and index finger, forcing me to look up into his eyes.
"Fuck, no," I gather all the courage I have and push his hand away, "What are you talking about?" But I seen in his eyes, that he was not going to let me behave like this.
"You wanna do it the hard way, that's fine," he grabbed me at armpits and lifted me into the air. In a swift motion I landed on his shoulder and he turned around carrying me to his house.
"Stop it! What the fuck are you doing!" I yelled and began kicking him, trying to get free but he didn't care.
"Fuck, you're so good, boy", Zayn has just came inside of me and it felt fantastic. His whole body was covered in sweat after what he did to me. A few drops slipped over his massive chest and fell on my face. I couldn't help but lick them off — Zayn noticed that.
"Oh, you enjoy my stinky sweat, faggot?" he grinned, looking down at me. "How would like this?" he bent down over me and covered my face with his armpit, "Lick it, make it clean for me, inhale the smell of a real man", he burst out laughing, while the mixture of his manly odor and the stench of his sweat filled my nostrils. I stuck out my tongue and sucked on his ripe armpit.
"Yeah, good boy. You would do anything your master says," Zayn continued his verbal domination.
Look at me, step-bro. I've just turned 18 but I'm more than a head taller and good 100 lbs heavier than you — and those all are real muscles. Yeah, you might be older but I'm gonna call you a "little bro" from now on. It just feel right, isn't it?
Connor, my sister's new boyfriend entered the bathroom as I was taking a shower.
"Hey, it's taken", I screamed out of the shower, covering my naked boy.
He didn't seem to care about that, "Oh, it's not like I haven't seen something like that", he stared at me. "Are you embarrassed?"
"What? Fuck, get out of here!"
"Don't make a scene. I just need to take a piss", he slid his shorts down, pulled out his thick shaft and a strong stream hit the toilet bowl.
"You like the show, boy?"
"What?! No, I'm just trying to shower", I turned with my face to the wall to hide my growing dicklet. It was the most inappropriate time for such a random erection, or not quite random.
The next what I felt, the glass shower door squeaked from being opened and a strong hand landed on my shoulder, "You have a nice butt, buddy", Connor almost whispered into my ear.
I quickly turned around just to face this tall hunk, standing naked in the shower booth and towering over me.
"Seems like somebody's got excited", a cocky smirk appeared on Connors face. He grabbed my cock and balls with his hand, squeezing out a quiet moan out of me.
"No, please..." I mumbled, my voice trembling. But it was too late. With a swift move Connor picked me up and pressed against the wall, so that our faces were on the same level.
"You want it, boy, don't you?"
"No, please, no", I almost cried, looking into his deep blue eyes. I knew what was about to come but I didn't want to believe it. I tried to push him away but he was just too strong — I had no chance.
Then he slowly lowered me down on his massive cock. It slowly slid inside of me, making me moan with. each trust.
