Dakota considered himself the luckiest guy on earth. At a mere 22, he was the lover of one of the hottest guys ever – Bryan Hampton. The 5’5, pale slender man was cleaning out the boxes of stuff into their newly moved condo, unpacking and dusting, etc. In one box, he found his old Eastwood High yearbook and began flipping through the pages, reminiscing on past days.
He headed straight for the ‘seniors’ section and found Bryan’s picture. As usual, it was flawless. Dakota had been a sophomore when he first met Bryan and was instantly swept off his feet. Guy or girl, Bryan playfully flirted with them all – he knew he was hot and everyone who stared at him thought so as well. Dakota was no exception. The young man had always admired Bryan from afar; he was perfect at almost everything. Football captain, tennis captain, swimming captain – you name it. And he wasn’t your typical jock either; Mr. Hampton was the top IB student, valedictorian of his graduating class. Combined with his 6’1 tanned muscular body, tussled blonde hair and devilish good looks, Bryan was literally perfect.
What started out as admiration grew into a silly crush, which Bryan then took note of, and later grew into a relationship. Unlike most other popular jocks, Bryan was bi, or as he put it “80% straight and 20% gay”. Years later, Bryan and Dakota are still going strong.
Dakota was snapped out of his trip down memory lane as a box dropped down to the floor. Bryan slammed the door shut rather angrily, which surprised Dakota.
“Is everything alright?” he asked his godlike lover. Bryan was pretty happy a few moments ago.
Bryan shook his head and sighed. “Yeah, I guess. I just saw Zane.”
Dakota stopped. Zane Howard was Bryan’s all time rival – just as perfect as he was. Zane attended Westwood High, Eastwood’s rival school ever since they were both constructed. Zane was the captain of most of the sports teams as well, and was also in the IB program, although he only graduated as the salutatorian. Dakota was extremely faithful to Bryan, but even he would have to admit that Zane was just as dashing as Bryan with his spiky black hair and cocky smirk.
“What’s he doing here?” Dakota asked.
“I guess he moved here too,” Bryan replied, pouring himself some coffee. “I saw him carry boxes. He lives a floor down from us.”
“Well try not to let him bother you too much,” Dakota advised lovingly. “Wouldn’t want him to mess your job up now, would you?” He got up and ruffled Bryan’s hair.
Bryan laughed and shook it back in place. “No, I’m not gonna let that happen. I’m just a little stressed now.”
“Well don’t be,” Dakota said firmly, although he secretly wanted Bryan to get angrier. The madder Bryan got, the harder the fucking was, and Dakota was a big fan of hard sex.
Bryan smiled. “You’re right. Come on, let’s finish with these boxes.”
That night, the only sound was Dakota’s moans of pleasure and Bryan’s grunts. Dakota was right; Bryan was literally pounding into him, all nine inches.
“Sorry, babe,” Bryan grunted, “Gotta let the stress out somehow.”
Dakota tried his best to answer without letting his moans interrupting him. “That’s .. okay.” He was panting heavily as the pounding continued on. “Mmph! Harder!”
Bryan smirked. Grabbing onto Dakota’s legs and pulling them over his shoulders, he started going faster. Nine inches in, nine inches out. Nine inches in, nine inches out.
Dakota screamed. Bryan knew exactly how to tease him.
Bryan was drawing close. His pants grew heavier and his thrusts became rougher. Dakota knew and wrapped his legs around Bryan’s waist, preventing his stud from pulling out. The two never used condoms, mainly because Dakota loved it raw and Bryan wanted to mark his territory – and what better way to do that then plant his seed deep within?
Bryan slammed into Dakota’s bubble butt one last time and shot a warm load into his moist and waiting hole. Dakota came as well, just feeling Bryan’s cum slide into him sent him into a head tossing orgasm.
Bryan looked down at his well fucked bottom boy. “Bed time, babe. I gotta pull a long shift at the office tomorrow.”
Dakota could only nod. His panting prevented him from doing any vocal response. The next morning, Dakota awoke to an empty bed with a note:
“I talked to Travis this morning on the phone. We need to stay almost 2 hours overtime. Sorry babe~ Love – your stud muffin :]”
Dakota smiled. He loved Bryan’s little smiley faces he drew on his notes. He got up and stretched, rereading the note again and again. Travis was Bryan’s boss and CEO of Starship Enterprises, a globally renowned technology company. According to what Bryan told him, Travis was a very young businessman, but very successful too. And he was also cool and laid back like him, so they got along very well.
Dakota knew Bryan was coming home late due to work, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit lonely and empty. ‘He’s been staying after for almost a month now,’ Dakota thought to himself as he cooked his breakfast. ‘No worries, though. I’d better finish with those boxes.’
A few hours passed and Dakota decided to take a short break from cleaning. He stepped outside for some fresh air and saw that their mailbox was full. After retrieving the many letters and packages, he brought them back to their condo. He rummaged through them, muttering to himself as he went.
“Bills, bills, ooh, what’s this? A coupon? Fifty percent off your next purchase of two hundred dollars or more. Man, that’s a ripoff.” He came across a large manila envelope, marked for Bryan. ‘My hunnie-poo’ was written all over it and decorated with lopsided hearts. Curious, Dakota opened it and dumped its contents out.
Stacks and stacks of pictures were banded together along with a note on pink heart stationary:
“To the bestest man ever! I love the way you fuck me! My boyfriend is never home enough to give me want I need in bed, so I’m very thankful for you stepping in! Just like old times <3 luv~ Trinity”
Dakota cocked his head. “Who’s Trinity?” he asked out loud to himself. He grabbed the stack of pictures and was shocked. Beyond shocked.
They were photos of Bryan and some girl, in various poses, kissing, hugging, stripping each other, etc. He flipped through the pictures and found Bryan fucking the girl, while taking pictures. Dakota was furious. Bryan was doing things to this girl he never did with him! Dakota looked at the dates the pictures were printed. Two weeks ago. Three weeks ago. One week ago.
Dakota laughed to himself. So this was what Bryan was doing after work. Not helping Travis, but getting wild with some slut! Vicious, violent thoughts began pouring into Dakota’s brain. He had worked to make sure Bryan was happy, giving him everything he had to offer, making sure he stayed out of trouble for they had Bryan’s reputation and image to think about.
He flew into the shower, trying to cool off while formulating a plan of revenge. Just confronting Bryan wasn’t enough. He needed to do something more. The slender bottom boy had just finished his shower when the perfect idea came to him: sleep with his boss. Bryan couldn’t do anything about that; Travis was his boss! After getting dressed in a nice outfit, Dakota headed straight for the office, making sure to avoid Bryan.
He stopped in front of a large wooden door at the end of the hall on the top floor. This was most definitely Travis’ office. He knocked, but then realized he had never seen Travis or even met in person! ‘This was going to be a tough plan,’ he thought to himself. ‘Awkward too.’
He heard a voice shout from the other side. “It’s open. Come in.”
Dakota took a deep breath, grabbed the handle, and turned.
The office behind the door was even more breathtaking. It was full of chic and simple furniture designs and filled with the latest technology. But what really stole Dakota’s attention was the man behind the desk. THAT was Travis.
Travis was extremely handsome, with sharp facial features, complimenting his natural golden tan skin. His sandy blonde hair looked as if someone ran their hand through it and swooshed it back, leaving only a few strands coming down in his face. He flashed Dakota a seductive smile, showing off his perfect white teeth.
“Hi, my name is Travis Parker, CEO of Starship Enterprises. How may I help you?” he asked in a low, yet friendly voice.
Dakota stood, stunned and silent. It took him a few seconds to register what Travis asked and he snapped back to reality, hoping the man before him hadn’t noticed him staring. “Um, hi. Can I come in?”
Travis raised an eyebrow, confused. “But, sir, you’re already in.”
Dakota gasped and silently cursed himself for being such an idiot. “Oh! Sorry. Can I take a seat?”
Travis smiled warmly and gestured to a comfy looking chair. “Be my guest.” He got and walked around his desk, pulling the chair out.
Dakota nearly fainted. Travis had to be at least a good 6’4. “Man, you’re tall,” he uttered out.
Travis flashed another seductive smile. “Thank you. I stopped growing when I was 18, so I’ve been this height for about ten years now.”
Dakota quickly did the math. He’s 28. Not bad, not bad.
“So!” Travis said, sitting back on his desk casually. “What can I do for you?”
Dakota stopped. He planned to waltz right in and request a night with the boss. But obviously, things changed. Now, here Dakota was fanboying over Travis. “I need your help. Real bad.”
“Help with what?” Travis asked. “We have some highly certified technicians who could-.”
“Not with technology,” Dakota interrupted. He was happy his boldness was returning. “Bryan!”
Travis nodded. “Yeah, Bryan. Hampton? He’s an excellent worker. Good guy, good guy.”
“Yeah but he’s cheating on me!” Dakota confessed. He was confused as to why he was spilling things out so easily in the presence of a man like this.
Travis looked taken aback. “Oh. I didn’t know Mr. Hampton was of that preference.”
Dakota shook his head. He felt tears welling up in his eyes. “He isn’t! Or, at least not anymore! He’s been saying he’s staying overtime but he’s really messing around with some girl!”
Travis sighed. Ah, a lover’s quarrel, he thought to himself.
“And then the girl sent pictures of them doing it together!” Dakota felt a tear slide down. Furiously, he looked back up to the handsome Travis. “I need your help!”
Travis slowly shook his head. “I’m terribly sorry, Mr.?”
“Dakota Fulton,” Dakota said.
“Mr. Fulton,” Travis continued. “I’d rather not get myself involved in a lover’s predicament. I feel much remorse for you, but there’s nothing I can do about it in a professional environment. It’s not against company policy to engage in such acts like Mr. Hampton has.”
“I know that,” Dakota said. He got up from his chair and dropped to his knees before the towering Travis. “But I need you for my plan.”
Travis blushed. ‘This guy seriously wants to use me for some revenge?’
Dakota reached out and boldly placed his hand on Travis’ crotch, feeling him up and down. He could feel the huge lump hardening. ‘Good god,’ Dakota thought, ‘is this guy as big as he is hot?’
Travis closed his eyes and let out a soft moan. “Dakota, please. Get up.”
The younger man shook his head and playfully rubbed Travis’ crotch. “No, I can’t do that. I really need you. I need you inside me.”
The huge bulge in Travis’ pants grew harder. Travis sighed and reached his hand out, grabbing Dakota’s wrist firmly. “Please stop. I’m not gay and I have no interest in fucking you.” His voice was low and soft yet Dakota could tell he was serious and angry.
Dakota was also kind of surprised that Travis would use the ‘F’ word in such a professional environment. “You don’t have to be to do me!” he protested. “And look! You’re hard! You were enjoying it too!”
Travis pulled Dakota up to his feet. “That’s a normal reaction for any man. I can’t control what goes on down there. And besides, you look like a good guy. Clean, smart, and respectful. You don’t have to resort to such … lowly actions just to get revenge. Sit down and talk it out with him.”
Dakota could feel his eyes watering again, partly due to the fact that Travis was so gentle and kind to him and partly because of his humiliation of a failed plan.
Travis flashed Dakota another one of his signature seductive smirks. “Out you go,” he said, playfully shooing Dakota out. “I really do hope everything turns out for the best for you,” he said softly as he shut the door behind the pitiful Dakota.
Dakota sighed and leaned against the wall. He looked sadly back at the door. ‘Travis Owens Parker’. ‘T.O.P.’ Dakota sighed again. ‘Even his initials are dominating, ‘ he thought
The young distraught man slowly trudged back home. At the door, he fumbled around for the keys and struggled to just unlocking his own door. A sneeze turned his attention away as he said “Bless you” to the stranger, but soon got another, revenge filled idea.
Back at the Starship offices, Travis dismissed Bryan off work early, hoping he would go home to discuss Dakota’s picture incident. With nothing to do, Bryan decided he would head over to the club downtown for some partying and stress relief.
“Crap!” he mumbled to himself. “I left my wallet back at home.” He drove back home to sneak in, get it, and sneak out, hoping Dakota was either out shopping or sleeping. He climbed the stairs, and on the door of his condo was a note tacked to it. Bryan read the note out loud:
“I know your secret. Trinity should’ve just given you the pictures in person. Stupid hoe mailed them instead. Oh yeah, I’ve got my own secret now. Look in the window.”
Curious, Bryan peeked in the window beside the door. There, behind the open curtains was Dakota, naked and sprawled out on his back on the couch, getting drilled by a man with his back turned to Bryan. Bryan was furious! The look on Dakota’s face told him he was clearly enjoying getting wild with another man.
Dakota glanced out the window and his eyes met Bryans’. Smiling, he seemed to say something to the mysterious man fucking him. The guy stopped and turned his head slightly, and Bryan saw that it was none other than Zane Howard ramming his cock in Dakota.
Dakota said something again to Zane, and he continued drilling away, faster this time. Dakota grabbed onto Zane’s back, holding on for dear life as Zane pummeled his ass.
Seeing their lover getting plowed by a man they hate would send anyone over the edge, but for some reason, Bryan was getting turned on. He began to caress his crotch, but realized he was still standing outside. He unlocked the door and stepped in.
Dakota’s moans were loud, and the entire place smelled like cum and sweat. Bryan walked over to the moaning Dakota getting fucked furiously by Zane.
“Dude, wassup?” Bryan asked.
“The little bitch wanted me to fuck him,” Zane answered, panting like a dog. “I was horny so, you know. Couldn’t resist. He’s got a great ass though.”
Bryan laughed. “Yeah, that he does.
Dakota couldn’t believe his ears and eyes. Here, he thought getting fucked by his rival would be great revenge, but now they were talking like old buddies. He tried to say something, but it came out as a long incomprehensible slur due to Zane’s pounding.
Zane’s body glistened with his sweat, as was Dakota’s.
“How long you guys been at it?” Bryan asked, stripping his clothes off.
“Bout an hour,” Zane replied. “I sneezed and next thing I know, here this guy was on his knees, groping my dick.”
Bryan laughed again. “Yeah, he’s a slut. But he’s a good one though. Real faithful.”
“Fuck him,” Zane said, pulling out.
As Zane pulled his nine inches out, the cold air rushed into Dakota’s gaping hole. He whimpered, and wriggled his ass around.
“Relax, babe,” Bryan reassured, mounting him. “I’m here now.”
Dakota was still furious at Bryan, but he was also really horny, so he let Bryan in without any trouble.
“I came inside him twice,” Zane said, panting and held up two fingers. “Couldn’t find any condoms here so I just thought, fuck it. Raw is good, right?”
Bryan nodded. “Yeah, this guy likes it raw anyways. You clean?”
“As a sponge,” Zane said. He plopped down on the couch opposite from them, resting.
Bryan picked up the pace and progressed into a steady piston pounding mode, sending waves of pleasure throughout Dakota. He moaned and cried out in ecstasy.
Getting his stamina back, Zane rubbed his hard nine inch cock, standing straight up in the air. “Alright, Hampton. Bring him here.”
Bryan picked up Dakota, still fucking, and set him down on Zane’s eager cock.
Zane tossed his head back and moaned. “Oh yeah. Ride me, boy. Ride me good.”
Dakota started moving his hips up and down, making a quiet ‘sloshing’ sound each time.
Bryan pushed Dakota back onto Zane, and pushed his own cock to Dakota’s hole.
The helpless bottom boy panicked; he had never had two big dicks at once! “Wait! Bryan, please! Wait!”
Bryan ignored his pleas and pushed in, sending Dakota into an orgasm of pain and pleasure.
Dakota felt his body go limp and relaxed, letting the two men take control of him, loosening his hole more. He felt tears well up, not from the pain, but from the joy of being taken by two hot and hung guys.
Hours passed and the three men had literally fucked in every room and every position. Finally, after seven sex filled hours, Zane and Bryan had tired themselves out. Panting, they both pulled out of Dakota with an audible ‘pop!’.
“You guys … were … great,” Dakota complimented, panting and disorientated. He had no energy left to even lift his body up.
“Yeah,” Bryan said. He then turned to Zane. “Yo, Zane! Wanna go see who can fuck the most girls at the mall?”
“Valleywood’s got the hottest chicks,” Zane said, putting his clothes on.
“Hell yeah!” Bryan agreed, putting his own clothes on as well. “I did a few girls there last week.”
“There were great, weren’t they?” Zane asked, eager to know.
“Sure was! A few let me in the ass.”
Bryan shook his head. “No lies here.”
Zane laughed, eager at the thought of doing girls in the ass. “Come on, man!” He turned to the door but stopped. “Oh wait.” He smiled cheekily and walked over to Dakota, still naked and on the bed.
“Thanks for the great fuck. My name’s Zane. Nice to meet ya,” he said and leaned down and kissed him lovingly on the lips.
Bryan smiled. “Yeah, thanks too babe. And uh, hey. I want that ass tight when I come back tonight.” He kissed Dakota on the lips as well.
Dakota moaned in pleasure and watched his two studs go out. He pulled on a sleek silk robe and glanced at the clock. 7:48 pm.
Dakota was just about to take a shower before the door bell rang, followed by a knock. He sighed and walked over to open it, and immediately regretted it. Travis.
“Hey, uh, is Bryan here?” Travis asked.
Dakota looked away hoping to hide the fact that he just got tag teamed. “He just left a while ago. Why?”
Travis held up a wallet. “He left his wallet on the front counter at work.”
“Oh. Well, I’ll give it to him when he comes back,” Dakota said sheepishly. “Do you want to come in for something to drink?”
Travis smiled. “Sure. I don’t have to be anywhere just yet. Just no alcohol.”
Dakota was shocked. ‘A man who doesn’t drink beer or alcohol? Besides myself, I’ve never met anyone like that. But then again, he does have to keep his body in shape.’
“There’s some water, juice, or that protein drink stuff for muscular guys like you,” Dakota said and instantly cursed himself. ‘Muscular guys like you? Come on, Dakota! How the hell would you know he’s muscular? Why am I such an idiot?’
Travis chuckled as he walked in. “I’ll take a protein drink stuff.” Eyeing the robe, he asked, “You gonna take a shower or something?”
Dakota blushed, emphasized by his pale skin. “Oh! Uh, yeah. I-!” He interrupted himself as he felt something warm and wet slide down his leg. Cum. ‘Crap! I didn’t even get to wash myself out down there,’ he thought to himself.
No matter how hard Dakota tried to hide it, Travis saw it. “Wow,” he said in a shocked tone. “You look, uh, well used. I take it you and Bryan enjoyed yourselves this afternoon?” He laughed at his own comment, setting his wallet and phone on the counter.
Dakota blushed even harder at Travis’ choice of words.
“Hey do you have a bathroom?” Travis asked. “I never got to go at work.”
“Oh! Down the hall and on your left,” Dakota informed. “Take your time. This place isn’t going anywhere!”
Travis laughed again, and flashed Dakota a seductive smirk before getting up. Dakota waited until the door clicked shut before snatching Travis’ wallet and rummaged through it. ‘Cards, cards, pictures of girls, more cards, bills!’
Dakota sighed disappointedly. Even though he wasn’t looking for anything in particular, he was still somewhat upset that he didn’t find anything of interest. He was about to put it away until he found a secret compartment, as with all wallets. He reached in and pulled out a small square package.
It was a condom! ‘My god,’ Dakota thought, ‘a condom!’ He flipped it over, examining it as if were royalty. On the front of the package, ‘XL’ was written. Dakota gasped. ‘This guy is huge. This extremely hot guy is hung and in my house.’
He quickly put the condom back and placed the wallet back discreetly. “My god! What do I do?”
Dakota jolted out of his own conversation to find Travis standing behind him. “Oh! Uh, about dinner. You know, what to cook? There’s just … so many choices out there.”
Travis smiled. “Yeah. Do you cook well? I’d love to try your cooking.”
Dakota turned away and blushed again. ‘I don’t care if it’s my overactive imagination but he seems like he’s flirting with me!’
“Uh, well I’m not the best out there but I’d have to say I’ve got some skills!” Dakota answered.
Travis laughed and sipped his protein drink.
“Do you want to watch tv? Um, Bryan just bought a new 65 inch. Pretty good deal too,” Dakota offered, trying to kill the awkwardness of the atmosphere.
“Sure,” he replied casually. “I saw it on my way in but I didn’t wanna seem pushy.”
He got up and walked towards it, with Dakota fidgeting in lust behind him.
“Travis! I’m sorry! So sorry!” Dakota blurted out suddenly.
Travis turned around with a confused look on his face. “Huh? What are you talking about?”
“I love you! I really love you!” Dakota confessed. “Seeing Bryan with that girl really made me fall out of love with him. And then I met you and your kindness just stuck with me!”
Dakota pounced forward and pushed Travis down onto the bed. He plopped his ass right on Travis’ crotch and began grinding him.
“I know I seem like a pathetic whore, but I really, really, want you inside me,” Dakota begged.
Travis sighed. He knew this would come up sooner or later but wanted to give Dakota another chance. “Please get off me.”
There it was. That same soft and gentle voice yet stern and commanding.
Dakota’s eyes began watering. “Why?”
Travis closed his eyes. He was silent for a few minutes, leaving Dakota staring at him helplessly in lust. “No teeth,” he said after a while.
Dakota wiped his eyes. “Huh?”
Travis stared at Dakota with his striking blue eyes. “You can suck me off. But no teeth.”
A wide smile of joy found its way across Dakota’s face as he happily hopped off and unbuckled Travis’ pants. With his teeth, he slowly unzipped his pants, revealing black, high end boxers underneath. Travis was already semi-hard.
“You-your really big,” Dakota murmured.
“Ten inches,” Travis replied.
Dakota’s jaw dropped. “Really?”
Travis flashed another seductive smirk at him. “I’ve made a lot of girls scream with it.”
Dakota looked back at the growing bulge. “How am I going to get it to fit in my-?”
“Your problem,” Travis interrupted.
Dakota gulped and pulled down the boxers and nearly fainted. He had never seen such a gorgeous cock. The tan monster slowly stood straight up in the air. He was about to plant his mouth on the head before Travis stopped him.
“In my wallet,” he said firmly. “There’s a condom. Get it and put it on.”
Dakota was confused. ‘Did he really need a condom for a blowjob? Or, maybe he wants to fuck me?’ “Um, do you mind me asking why?”
Travis seemed to be annoyed. “I don’t want you slobbering all over my cock!” he snapped angrily.
Dakota hopped off and grabbed the condom, rolling it down the thick rod.
“Now suck,” Travis ordered. He pulled out his phone and set a timer. “You got six minutes to make me cum. If not, I’m out of here.”
Dakota put all hesitation away and started away at his cock, eagerly sucking him. He had never wanted to put another man’s cock in his mouth so much.
Travis began moaning softly, staring down at Dakota with a look of anger on his face mixed with pleasure.
Bryan had made Dakota suck his cock over and over until he finally was able to suck all the right places, essentially making Dakota a skilled cocksucker.
Working his way up from the base to the head, Dakota licked the underside of the quivering dick slowly. Travis rolled his head back and closed his eyes. The phone slipped out of his hand. 4 minutes.
Dakota panicked. He didn’t want such a glorious time to end. He swirled his tongue around the swollen head of Travis’ cock, endlessly teasing it. 3 minutes.
Travis’ moaning seemed to grow louder and his breath became heavy and erratic. ‘Damn! This guy sucks dick just as good as a girl!’ 2 minutes.
Dakota panicked even more. He wanted to make Travis cum so bad, yet the timer kept ticking away faster. He bobbed his head up and down quickly, but could only get three or four inches in. 1 minute.
“You’re really good,” Travis moaned, not even opening his eyes.
“Anything for you,” Dakota answered.
The timer rang loudly as Dakota’s heart sank. Travis was so close to cumming!
The stud reached over and shut the ringing as Dakota watched hopelessly. Travis eyed him angrily. “Who told you to stop?”
Dakota’s smile returned once again, and he resumed sucking, this time, with Travis forcefully pushing his head down all the way.
“Get all of it in,” he said. “All of it.”
Dakota’s head was spinning, as was Travis’. Soon, Dakota felt a warm gushing liquid fill the condom. He looked down to find load after load squirting out.
“You sure cum a lot,” Dakota said, wiping his mouth.
Panting heavily, Travis nodded. “Girls love me for that too.” He grinned. “Size and volume. It really does matter.”
Dakota chuckled and watched as Travis got up and slowly removed the condom, careful not to let any of his sperm leak out. He held it down, pushing all the cum to the bottom and tied the top in a tight knot and tossed it over to Dakota.
“Here,” he said, zipping and buckling his pants back. “You made me cum. It’s yours.”
Dakota stared down at the treasure before him. His eyes gleamed. “That’s why you wore a condom!” he cried out happily.
Travis flashed another seductive smile, showing off his perfect teeth. “You could say that.”
Dakota got up and hugged the studly man before him. “You’re the best, Travis!”
The boss patted him on the head. “Ah, well I should get going now. I got my own home, you know!”
Dakota laughed and watched Travis leave, slowly shutting the door behind, as if it would savor the moment.
That night, while Bryan fucked Dakota mercilessly, all the bottom boy could think about was Travis’ amazing cock and smile. He imagined it was Travis fucking him instead, although he knew he would be bigger than Bryan.
Bryan’s grunts drowned out Dakota’s moans. “I’m not letting you go so easily, bitch! You had the nerve to fucking cheat on me with Zane?!”
Dakota moaned. “Ah! I’m … sorry! Ah! Please, don’t fuck me too … hard!”
Bryan shook his head. “I know you. You like it like this.”
Dakota could feel tears well up. ‘This isn’t like me,’ he thought to himself. ‘I do like it rough. Why does this hurt me?’ He put his hand Bryan’s stomach to try and stop him from going so rough.
“Bryan! Ah! This is really hurting me!” Dakota cried out.
Furious, Bryan only picked up the pace, thrusting nine inches in and out.
“Ah! Oh! Oooh!”
The sounds of Bryan slapping against Dakota’s ass filled the air.
In a wave of pain and pleasure, Dakota passed out from Bryan’s violent fucking. He came to in the morning with a wet cloth on his forehead and major pain in his ass. Bryan had fucked him good.
He groaned as he tried to move.
“You shouldn’t move too much.”
Dakota glanced over and found Zane walking into the room, carrying a glass of water.
“What are you doing here?” Dakota asked rather angrily.
Zane chuckled. “What’s with the feistiness?”
“It’s because of you that I got my ass fucked like this!” Dakota cried out.
Zane shook his head. “Naw, it’s because you couldn’t hold in your slutty temptations!”
Dakota grunted. “If I could move, you could trust that I would knock you upside the head.”
“But you can’t,” Zane said. “Now lie down and spread your legs.”
Dakota couldn’t believe his ears. “Hey! Just because I like sex and men doesn’t mean I’ll let just anyone inside. Besides, I’m in pain. Why would you want to do me now?”
“You seem to let me inside just fine yesterday,” Zane said, which caused Dakota to blush. “And no, I’m not gonna fuck you. Not now. I’m applying the medicine. You know, to make the pain go away?” He held up the bottle of cream.
Dakota blushed at the thought of having another man apply medicine down there. “I don’t need it,” Dakota said. “I’ll be fine. I just need some rest.”
Zane shrugged. “Whatever floats your boat.”
Dakota flopped back down into bed and thoughts of Travis filled his mind. His smile, his face, his cock. “Where’s Bryan?” he asked aggressively.
“At work!” Zane answered from the kitchen. “He made me take care of your ass today! So no fucking around!”
‘Damn jerk,’ Dakota thought. ‘He thinks he the hottest shit on earth. Well he hasn’t seen Travis!’
He pulled on his silk robe and slithered into the shower, where he massaged his sore ass and soaked in his own pleasure. His paradise was interrupted by loud knocking on the door.
“Hey! You in there? I gotta take a piss,” Zane said.
Dakota sighed and grumbled. “It’s unlocked!”
The door swung open and Zane pulled his pants down, relieving himself.
Dakota hadn’t noticed Zane staring at him until he called him out.
“Dude! What the hell?” Zane cried out. “Is that? Are you wearing a condom around your neck?”
Dakota gasped and grabbed onto the condom. Travis’ condom. “Yeah? What about it?”
“That’s sick!” Zane said, disgusted. “I’m sure Bryan wouldn’t want you wearing his cum all the time.”
“It’s not his,” Dakota answered quietly, but Zane didn’t hear him.
When he got out the shower, Zane was no longer there, but Travis was. Dressed in a chic black suit and a red tie. He looked pissed. Really pissed.
“Hi, Travis,” Dakota greeted meekly. The look of anger on his face intimidated him.
“Where are the pictures?” Travis demanded angrily.
Dakota smiled gently. “What pictures?”
“Don’t play dumb with me you fucking faggot!” Travis roared. “The damn pictures of Bryan and the girl!”
Dakota was stunned. He never heard Travis yell, nor had anyone yell at him in general. Shocked, he quietly led Travis down into the bedroom and showed him the stacks of pictures.
Travis examined the photos, shaking his head. “That fucking bitch.”
Dakota wanted to ask what was wrong, but didn’t want to trigger any unexpected response from him.
Travis grabbed a handful of the pictures and stormed off, leaving Dakota scared and alone.
Footsteps pounded back down the hallway.
“Get dressed,” Travis ordered in a softer, yet still harsh voice. “Hurry.”
Dakota nodded and shed the robe and pulled on boxers, a pair of blue jeans, a t-shirt and a light jacket. He followed Travis out the door and into his car, a 1998 Toyota Supra. Tuned out.
It was a nice change from the typical big boss cars, like a Ferrari or Lamborghini, which made Dakota fall in love even more. “Where are we going?” he asked quietly.
Travis didn’t answer. He only floored the gas more.
Back at Starship Enterprises, in the high rise office of Mr. Travis Owens Parker, Bryan sat, nervously waiting with a girl, Trinity Chang. The two could hear angry footsteps stomping back towards them, and the door flung open with Travis and Dakota in tow.
“You mean these pictures?” Travis asked angrily, throwing them at Trinity.
She hung her head down in shame.
“Why?” Travis asked. “I work hard for you! I make sure you stay happy without any trouble! I want you to be satisfied with life! And you come around and cheat on me? Why?”
“Because you’re never home!” Trinity protested. “I want sex! And you’re never there for me! And when you do come home, you always want to sleep! I’m tired of toys and fingers! Bryan gives it to me when I want and when you can’t!”
Travis looked away in anger and Dakota could tell a fuse had blown in his mind. “Okay. You want your sex? Fine. You can have him. Bryan! Fuck her all you want. She’s yours now.”
Bryan held his hands up. “Hey, Travis look. I didn’t want to be a problem in this relationship. I just wanted to give a nice girl what she wanted.”
“And not only did you wreck my relationship, you wrecked your own!” Travis retorted. “You know you’re little bottom boy came over here yesterday and practically asked me to fuck him? Why? Cause he fucking found your pictures!”
Dakota looked down.
“You see that thing around his neck?” Travis yelled. He stormed over and yanked the condom necklace off. “This is mine! I let him blow me ’cause I felt bad for him!”
Bryan was silent. Dakota knew he was angry at him, but he didn’t care. All he wanted was Travis.
“You’re lucky I’m not firing you,” Travis continued. “You’re a good worker. But a horrible person. Fucking around like some dog!”
Dakota fell deeper in love. There was something unexplainably sexy about a hot guy lecturing another guy about sexual temptation.
“You’re dismissed,” Travis said to Bryan. “And you, Trinity. Get Bryan to drive you over to my house. Get your things out, and get your ass out.”
Trinity sighed. “When you did fuck me though, I really loved it.” She walked out with Bryan.
Dakota stood, nervously and awkwardly waiting for something to happen.
Travis sighed and plopped down in his chair. His tone changed from angry and harsh to soft and gentle. “Hey, Dakota, look. I’m really sorry about what I said earlier.” He held his hands to his face. “Oh god, I don’t know what I was thinking when I said that. I was just mad.”
“It’s fine,” Dakota comforted. “We all say things when we’re mad.”
“No, it’s not okay,” Travis said. “Look, you’re really not staying with Bryan now, are you?”
Dakota smiled and shrugged. “I don’t know where else to go.”
“What about that spiky haired guy I saw earlier?” Travis asked.
“Who? Zane?” Dakota said. “No! That’s another one of Bryan’s little fuck buddies.”
Travis shrugged. “Well good. Maybe they can fuck the mess out of Trinity.”
He sighed heavily and plopped his head down.
Dakota stepped forward and stroked his sandy hair. “Was that your girlfriend?” he asked softly.
“We were engaged,” Travis answered. “We were supposed to get married next month. Then I found a whole bunch of used condoms in the trash. I confronted her and she told me she was getting wild with some guy at my job. Bryan.”
Dakota looked down sadly. “I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Travis said, forcing a smile on. “I didn’t need a girl like that anyways. She was right though. I’ve been so busy with work I haven’t been able to fuck her like she wanted.”
Dakota patted his arm comfortingly.
“Maybe I just need to find a girl who wants less sex?” Travis wondered aloud. He chuckled. “Yeah right. I do her once, she’ll always want more.”
“How about me?” Dakota asked suddenly. “I could be your … girlfriend, you know? And maybe you can do me whenever you want?”
Travis flashed a sexy smile. “Thanks for your offer, but I’m not interested in guys.”
Dakota sighed. “Come on! You saw how it ended with a girl. Give me a chance. What have you got to lose? I know I may not be anyone’s first choice, but I’m a great choice. I care about you. I love you.”
Travis stared back at the hopeful young man for a while. “You’re persistent, aren’t you?”
Dakota smiled and held a small fist up. “Determination always wins!”
“Okay, fine!” Travis said, finally giving in. “Tonight, you’re coming home with me. We’ll see how we survive the first night together and we’ll take it from there, okay?”
Dakota could only stare back, speechless. He was not okay. He was not even ¼ okay. He was overjoyed! Flowing with emotions! “Yes!” He jumped happily and hugged the studly Travis. “Thank you! Thank you so much!!”
Travis laughed and hugged Dakota back, looking silently to the heavens. ‘I guess I did the right thing, here,’ he thought to himself. ‘Mom? Dad? Are you watching? I made a really nice kid happy.’
That night, Travis laid back in his bed, stripped down and completely naked. Dakota slid into bed next to him, worshiping his tan muscular body. He was right. Travis was a muscular guy. Much better looking than Bryan and Zane put together.
After sucking his cock for a while, Dakota reached for a condom to roll down on his monster lover.
“No condom,” Travis said. “I’ve fucked plenty of girls. And I like it better with no condom. Don’t worry, little guy. I’ve got much experience when it comes to this. More than Bryan.”
Dakota laughed. “I’m not a girl. I’m different.”
Travis stopped. “Huh. I guess you’re right.” He effortlessly tossed Dakota on his back and leaned in, kissing him lovingly. He placed the head of his cock right at Dakota’s hole. “Well then, how would you like to be done?”
Dakota blushed at his choice of words. “Very hard,” he answered softly.
Travis flashed a seductive smile, and pushed in.
Dakota grabbed onto Travis’ hard arms as he plowed inside. Travis was bigger and thicker than Zane or Bryan, and it felt so different yet so good. Dakota could feel himself stretching for his new lover, his new man.
“Come on, open up,” Travis said softly. “I still got about four more inches to go.”
Dakota gasped and tossed his head back. ‘Four more inches? I feel full already!’
Travis smiled and locked his lips onto Dakota’s. With that, he pushed in all the way. Dakota’s body lurched upwards in pain and writhed around, while Travis plopped his body down, trying to hold Dakota in place.
Dakota broke free from Travis’ kiss, gasping and panting. “Oh my god! Oh god! That’s a big dick!”
Travis laughed and began thrusting in and out. “Yeah, yeah it is. And it’s all yours tonight.”
Dakota’s moans were much louder and fierce with Travis than they were back with Bryan and Zane. “I love it! I love you!”
Travis picked up the pace a bit, rocking the bed. “I think I love you too,” he said quietly.
Dakota held onto Travis’ muscular back, moaning at each thrust. “Aaah! Oh! Yeaa …”
“You know what I like to do?” Travis asked.
“Wha-what?” Dakota answered in between his moans and pants.
Travis smiled. “This.” He wrapped his strong arms around Dakota’s frail body and picked him up, carrying him throughout the house, while still being fucked. “Hang on, little guy.”
“Ooh!” Dakota loved this. Sex with Travis was a million times better than sex with Bryan or Zane. Travis actually wanted Dakota to enjoy it too, and cared for his well being, instead of treating him like a doll or just a fuck-hole.
“Come on!” Travis barked. “On the wall! Put your back on the wall!”
Dakota looked back and found that he had been carried from the bedroom upstairs down to the ballroom downstairs without even noticing. “You fuck really good!”
Travis hugged Dakota harder. “I know. They all say that.”
“It’s true!” Dakota yelped before entering his first orgasm with Travis, spewing his cum all over the place. “Aaah! OoOh! Mmmm!” Panting, he apologized for making a mess.
“Ha! That’s what you call a mess?” Travis joked. “You should see me cum then!”
Dakota bounced on Travis as he fucked him against the wall. Within seconds, Travis had cum, shooting wads of sperm deep inside him.
“Oh wow!” Dakota exclaimed as it leaked out slowly. “I think I’m full of you now. That was a great fucking.”
Panting, Travis looked Dakota in the eye. “I’m not done yet. Far from it.”
Dakota gasped. “But you just came!”
“And I can come about two more times,” Travis answered and resumed thrusting. “What did I tell you? It’s all about size and volume. And now, stamina.”
Dakota latched his arms around Travis’ neck. “Please … take me back upstairs!”
Travis picked Dakota up and carried him up the stairs, still impaling him. He threw him on the bed and pounded him more.
“I … I want to ride you,” Dakota uttered out.
Smiling, Travis flipped on his back with his cock sticking straight in the air. He raised an eyebrow at Dakota’s hesitation. “Well? You gonna hop on or what?”
Dakota gathered his remaining energy and sat on Travis, moaning and tossing his head back in pleasure. “Don’t move! I want to do this!” He began rising and falling, fucking himself on the large rod.
Travis grunted as he watched Dakota sliding on his dick. “You look really cute like that.”
Dakota blushed. He loved being called cute, especially by hot older men. ‘I think it’s time I really tease him,’ he thought to himself and plopped all the way down on Travis. He started moving his hips slowly in circular motions.
Travis groaned. “Ah! Shit, dude! Don’t do that! I’m gonna cum!”
Dakota stopped and smiled inside. He had found this hunk’s weakness. “Alright, fine.” He slowly slid up until only the swollen head of Travis’ cock was still inside. Once again, he started his circular motions.
Travis had enough of his teasing. He flung his arms out, pushed Dakota down and flipped him over on his back. The hunky stud piston fucked Dakota until they both came again.
Pleasure surged throughout Dakota’s drained body. He smiled and rubbed his stomach lovingly. “Wow, Travis. You’re amazing. I think your seed is safe inside me.”
Travis flashed his seductive smirk. “It better be. Now come on. Round three!”
“Agh!” Dakota screamed as Travis moved his still hard cock in his sensitive and well used hole. “Ah! Gentle! Not so deep!”
Travis smiled and hugged his bottom boy. “As you wish.” He slowed the fucking down to a soft, passionate pace, going only a few inches in and out.
“When you do that, it really drives me crazy,” Dakota said, panting heavily.
Travis dropped down on top of him. “Do what?”
“Fucking me soft and slow,” the young bottom answered. “It feels really good.”
Travis chuckled. “Well then I guess tomorrow I’ll make you go insane then.”
Dakota wriggled his ass around underneath the stud. “Why?”
Travis leaned down and kissed him for a long while, thrusting his tongue all around Dakota’s mouth. “It’s my birthday,” he said, breaking loose from the kiss. “My 29th birthday, and you’re gonna wish it won’t ever end.”