Guido Kid
by John D.
It was a hot summer Saturday and I went over to our community pool to swim and get some sun. I'm 23 and I just moved here after finding an entry level job in the local bank. I laid out my towel on the lawn and then took a quick swim in the pool to cool off. Most of the swimmers were young kids and teenagers. I think I was the only guy over 20 in the pool. As usual there was a lot of horseplay.
I got out of the pool and dried off. I looked up and saw four boys walking into the pool complex. They were wearing only their board shorts and they looked to be about 12 or 13. They strutted towards the pool. Immediately my eyes were fixated on the boy who was obviously the leader of this group. He was in the middle and as he walked the other boys followed him. He was several inches taller than the other boys and he was incredibly muscular. He had very dark tan skin and black hair that stuck up over his head. It was obviously gelled. His face was very handsome, dark with wide cheekbones and a strong jaw. What a young jock stud, I thought to myself. His friends were obviously athletes too, probably some of the biggest jocks in their school. These jocks looked small next to him. He had wide shoulders capped with thick muscle. I could see the fibers of muscle in his delts twitching as he moved his arms. His arms were very muscular, with biceps and triceps bulging out and veins running up his bicep muscles. His deeply tanned striated pecs bulged out of his chest and his lats flared out like wings. His abs were like a washboard of muscle. His legs were big and muscular and I could see veins there too. This kid had absolutely no fat on his body. He strutted towards the pool like he owned the whole place. My mouth dropped open as I gazed at his body.
Some of the other kids in the pool looked up and a look of terror hit their faces. They started swimming to the side of the pool. The muscular kid grinned and ran towards the pool, jumping in as a cannonball. A huge splash hit about 20 kids. If the kids hadn't swum to the sides he would have smashed them with his rock hard body. Then his friends jumped in too, although their splashes weren't as big as his.
He swam over to one of the kids and yelled "How ya doin', dweeb!" Then he grabbed the kid by the shoulders and pushed him under water. The kid struggled to get free, but the muscular young boy was much too strong for him. I watched as the muscles in his shoulders and arms bulged as he held the boy under water. He laughed as he showed off how strong he was to all the other kids, who were staring at him in terror and awe. Slowly the drowning boy slowed down his futile movements. The strong muscular kid was drowning him! I was just about ready to jump into the pool when the muscular boy released his grip and the other boy splashed to the top gasping for air. The muscular boy laughed even more and spit into the gasping boy's face. "Fucking dweeb," he said as he punched the boy in his shoulder and swam away.
The muscular kid and his three friends swam around the pool like they owned it. All the other kids stayed out of their way, especially out of the way of the muscular boy, as they swam. All their eyes were on the muscular boy, who swam with such strength and grace. His muscular body glided through the pool as his strong arms and legs pushed the water aside like it was nothing. If a kid got in his way, he swam right into him, knocking him aside with his strong muscular shoulders.. It was like he was a football player, knocking the opposing players down if they got in his way.
After a few minutes he went under the diving board. He was facing away from the board looking down the pool. He kicked himself up in the water and grabbed the board with his two hands. Then he lifted up his feet. His abs looked incredible as the held his feet high in the air. He pulled himself up so his head was touching the board. His lats and biceps bulged as they held his body high in the air. Then he lowered his feet onto the board and jerked himself up so he was now kneeling on the board. The kid had muscled himself onto the board! I couldn't believe what I had just seen. All the other kids were staring at him with their mouths open. He stood up. He grinned and flexed his arms like he was on a posing platform showing off for an enraptured audience, which he was. There was an audible gasp as the kids saw his bulging biceps, his wide muscular shoulders, his flaring lats, his washboard abs and his big muscular legs. He moved his face over to his big bicep and kissed it. I could hear some of the girls scream. Then he put down his arms and dove into the pool in a perfect dive, making only the tiniest splash.
He swam out to his friends and yelled "Piggyback!" One of the boys got on his back and the other two boys hooked up too. The two teams started charging at each other and it was clear that the team with the muscular boy on the bottom was totally dominant. He would charge up and hit the other team with his shoulder or his pecs, almost knocking them over. Then his teammate would push on the other team. The big kid’s legs and body were so strong that he was solid as a rock while his teammate pushed the other team. They splashed into the pool. Sometmes he would move forward as his teammate pushed and the other team fell backwards. There was no way they could resist this boy’s strength.
Finally the top guy on the other team yelled, "Johnnie, you're too strong! I wanna get on you and smash 'em. I wanna smash these fuckers with your big muscles!" Johnnie grinned. He bucked off his teammate and let the other kid get on his shoulders. Then the domination started all over again, with this kid on his shoulders, Johnnie hit the other team with his chest or shoulder. Then the kid on top of him smashed his arms into the other team yelling, "Fuck off, weaklings! Fuck off you little wimps!" It was like Johnnie's strength and power were being transferred to the kid on his shoulders, who was reveling in the strength he now possessed. He was so proud to be a friend of Johnnie's. He was so proud to be sharing Johnnie's tremendous strength as he rode on his broad, muscular shoulders. The other boys were weaklings. He was strong, just like Johnnie. Johnnie had attracted his friends because of his strength, power, good looks and commanding attitude. They were attracted to Johnnie like iron being attracted to a magnet. The boy whooped and hollered as he smashed his other friends.
All the boys were laughing. They had completely taken over their end of the pool. All the boys got a turn on Johnnie's shoulders and they all loved sharing in Johnnie's power, making everybody else seem weak. Finally they were finished and they jumped out of the pool. They strutted over towards me with Johnnie in the front and his three friends following him like sheep following a ram. There were four towels lying near me, towels owned by four of the kids in the pool. Johnnie picked up a towel and started drying himself off. And his friends picked up the other towels and dried themselves. Then they put the towels down and lay down on them, basking in the sun. Johnnie was right next to me and I couldn't believe how good his body looked. Every muscle was formed to perfection and his muscles were pumped from all the exercise they had in the pool. His skin was a deep tan and fibers of muscle and veins were showing all over his body. His shoulders were rippling with muscle even though they were totally relaxed. His arms were so shredded and covered with veins. They weren't even flexed but they looked rock hard. His pecs bulged up on his chest, striated with muscle. His abs looked like they were still tensed even though he was lying down. And his firm round muscle butt was so solid with muscle that it lifted his lower back off the towel. He looked down and flexed his leg and smiled as he saw the bulging muscle. That leg was strong. Then he closed his eyes and took in some rays. I just couldn't believe what I was seeing.
A few minutes later I saw four boys approach the towels. They looked to be about 15 or 16, several years older than the kids who had taken their towels. They were a few inches taller than the muscular kid but they had very ordinary looking bodies. "Hey, those are our towels!" yelled one of the boys. Johnnie sat up and said, "Fuck off. You can have 'em when we're done." The boy looked enraged. "But they're our fucking towels. Get the fuck off!" Johnnie jumped to his feet. His friends stood up too, standing right behind him. Johnnie casually flexed his muscles as he stood there. "I said go fuck off," he said as he stood on his towel. The boy charged towards him and it a fraction of a second Johnnie pulled back his right arm and smashed his fist into the kid's stomach. His movement was so fast you couldn't even see his arm moving. I could see Johnnie’s fist smash deep into the kid’s stomach. It was like he was punching Jello. His fist and arm were so strong the kid’s gut was nothing to them. The kid grabbed his gut and collapsed on the ground in a fetal position. Then he started puking. His friends looked at him and then at Johnnie in horror. Johnnie made a fist and moved it close to one of the other boys, rubbing it on his gut. The boy shivered and backed away.
Johnnie laughed and smashed his fist into his own gut. It made a loud smacking sound as it hit his rock hard ab muscles. "My muscles are so hard I couldn't even feel that, but that punch would have gone all the way to your spine, dweeb. So go fuck off or you’re all gonna look like your friend.” He kicked the vomiting kid on the ground. “Look at me. I'm a Guido, dweeb. I'm a kid Guido. I got a fucking great body, I'm fucking strong as shit and I love to kick ass. Me and my Guido friends own this place. So you want your fucking towel, dweeb? You wanna hit my gut? You wanna hit my body? Well, I won't feel a thing but then I'll pound the shit outta you. Yeah, just like I thought. You're a fuckin' wimp. We own these fucking towels. You can get 'em when we're done. Now like I said, go fuck off!"
The three boys picked their puking friend off the grass and walked away, sitting down about 30 feet away and staring at Johnnie. Johnnie and his friends were high fiving each other and laughing loudly. This was too much for me. I stood up and walked up to Johnnie. "Young man, you almost drowned a kid in the pool and now you punched that kid so hard! And you're taking their towels. That just isn't right, young man." Johnnie looked me up and down. I was about four inches taller than him but even though I'm 23 he was far more muscular than I am. "Mind your own fucking business! I own this fucking place. I own all these kids. I can beat up every one of ‘em. Now go fuck off." I decided to try reasoning with him. "You are very strong. How old are you anyway? And how did you get so strong?" He smiled. I figured he liked talking about himself.
"I just turned 13. I hit puberty when I was eleven and I've been liftin' weights for a year and a half. I gained 60 pounds of muscle. I’m up to 150 and I keep getting bigger every week. And I got real strong. I can bench 275, squat 300 and deadlift 330. And I can press 180 pounds over my head and these guns can curl 140 pounds. I can curl almost as much as I weigh. I'm fuckin' real strong. My dad lifts weights too and he's huge. We got a big gym in our garage. He's a Guido and I'm a Guido. He really likes me being so strong. He says I got real good Guido genes. I just finished 7th grade and I'm already benchin' 275. I am so fucking strong! I’m gonna get huge, just like my dad. I'll be benching 400 in high school. You know those bumper stickers that say some shit like "My child was an honor student?" Well my dad got a bumper sticker that says "My kid can beat up your kid." And I can. I'm a kid Guido and I can beat up any kid I want. Even older dudes like you. I bet I could beat you into a pulp in five minutes. I love to fight. I rule my fucking school. I rule this place. I love being a Guido. My friends are Guidos too. They’re jocks, but they ain’t got the muscles I got. You wanna look like me, don’t you, boys. You just ain’t got the good Guido big muscle genes like me." They all nodded their heads. "Fuck yeah," they said. "I’d love to look like you. You're a stud, Johnnie."
I looked at this amazing kid's body. He saw me looking at him. My cock was rock hard and I hoped Johnnie hadn’t noticed it. "Yeah, I’m real good looking too. Good looking with tons of muscle strong as a fucking bull. I got the whole package. And I know how to fight real good. I love to fight. You wouldn't have a chance against me, dude." I thought to myself that I had never been in a fight in my life. This 13 year old kid could pulverize me. And he'd enjoy doing it. He liked to beat people up. He saw me gulp. "Me and my friends are thirsty. Go buy us some Cokes." I sputtered. "But, but, but." Why should I buy these kids some Cokes? I stood there dumbfounded. Johnnie came up to me and pushed his chest into my body. I could feel his big round hard pec muscles pushing into me. He pushed me backwards several steps. I couldn't stop his strong legs. "I said buy us some Cokes," he said quietly as he pushed his muscular body into mine. "When a Guido kid tells you to do something, you do it." He wrapped his arms around my chest and squeezed. I couldn't believe how strong he was. All the air was immediately forced out of my lungs. He smiled and squeezed harder. I could feel his hard pecs pushing into my chest and his corded arm muscles forcing his arms into my ribs. My face turned red and spit started drooling out of my mouth. I couldn't scream because I had no air in my lungs. I was helpless in Johnnie's gorilla-like bear hug. He whispered "You want more? You want me to crush your fucking ribs? You want me to squeeze your wimpy body into pulp?" He squeezed even harder.. I could feel his steel hard bicep muscles pushing into my ribs. I thought he was going to crush my ribcage. He was so strong! I gurgled, "Okay, okay," with my last bit of air. He smiled and slowly released his grip and I gasped for a breath of air. He flexed his arm in my face and said, "You don't wanna say no to this. Nobody says no to this. Us Guildos rule you dweebs." He flexed his arm several times as he looked at his bulging muscle approvingly. Then he made a fist and tapped it on my gut. I trembled as I looked at his brutally handsome Guido face. "Go!" he yelled.
I stumbled up to the refreshment stand and bought four large Cokes. I knew I'd be in big trouble if I brought back small ones. I came back and saw the four kids were using my suntan lotion to lather up their bodies. I had wanted to get a tan so I bought a weak lotion. One of the kids was applying the lotion to Johnnie's body. He was rubbing every muscle carefully and it looked like he was enjoying his work. Johnnie was grinning. He knew his body was hot. I came up and said, "That's my lotion." As soon as I said it I knew I had made a big mistake. One of Johnnie's friends grabbled the Cokes out of my hands and Johnnie wrapped his big arm around my neck. "What did you say, wimp?" he yelled. He squeezed his arm and flexed his huge bicep into my windpipe. The pain was enormous. "I said I hope that lotion is good enough for you." Johnnie laughed and released his grip. "Oh yeah. It's perfect. Us Guidos love to get a great tan. Our skin looks so good with all our muscles and our nice smooth tan skin. And a good looking Guido face and gorgeous gelled hair. I know I look so hot. My friends look hot but not as hot as me. They try their best to look like me. But its not even close, right guys?" They all nodded their heads. "Yeah, you're the best, Johnnie. I only wish I looked like you." I looked at their bodies and then at Johnnie. Johnnie was five times more beautiful than they were. I nodded my head.
They started drinking their Cokes when two girls walked over. They looked to be about 14 or 15. They had good bodies, dark tan skin like Johnnie, dark hair and huge boobs. I could tell immediately that they were Guidettes, the female version of a Guido. "Hi, Johnnie," one of them said. "You look better every day." Johnnie grinned. "Yeah, I keep getting bigger and stronger. I'm gonna be huge." He flexed his arm and both of the girls immediately wrapped their fingers around his muscles. "Wow, your arm's almost bigger than my brother's and he's 16 years old. God I love boys with muscles. Big handsome Guido boys with big hard muscles. That's you, Johnnie." Johnnie grinned some more as the girls ran their hands all over his body, fondling him like he was a young god. I thought I could see his crotch bulging under his board shorts. "I'm really strong too," said Johnnie. "You want me to beat up somebody for you? I love to beat up kids." The girls sighed. "Ohhhh. Big, muscular, strong. A big Guildo boy who can protect his girl. Ohhhh." One of the girls bent over and kissed his pec muscles as she ran her hands on his rock hard abs.
"You look better than any of those boys on Jersey Shore. You're better looking than Paulie or Ronnie. Your face is so beautiful, Johnnie. So handsome." She ran her fingers over his face. "Strong jaw, wide cheekbones, beautiful brown eyes, gorgeous hair. Total male beauty." Johnnie kind of blushed, but he knew he was gorgeous. "And your body! Your abs are way better than The Situation's. You've got an eight pack. You have absolutely no fat. Your ab muscles look like an anatomy chart. And fuck, your arms, your shoulders, your chest, your back muscles. You look way better than Ronnie. He's bigger but you're buffer. Your muscles are big and they're way more cut than Ronnie's. Like a fucking anatomy chart!" Now Johnnie was flexing all his muscles as the girls fondled him. And his cock was pressing against his board shorts. It looked pretty big to me, just like his muscles. One of the girls dropped down and felt his legs. "Whoa, your legs are huge! So muscular. So hard. So strong. I bet you're a great football player." Johnnie flexed his legs. "I'm the star running back and the star linebacker. I just mow down the opposing players. These guys are on the team too, but they're not even close to me. I'm the stud, right guys?" His friends nodded and yelled. "You're the best fucking football player in the city, Johnnie. You kill!"
By now the girls were moaning. They just loved this young Guido jock. Then I heard a guy yell, "Hey girl, get your ass over here. Stop talking to that kid!" The guy looked like he was about 16. "Oops, it's my boyfriend," she said. "I wish you were my boyfriend but I got him instead. And he's not even a Guido!"
I looked over at the guy. He was sort of good looking and had a relatively good body. But his muscles weren't even close to the muscles Johnnie had. And he wasn't as good looking either. The girl sighed and went over to her boyfriend with her friend. Johnnie and his friends laughed. "You should be on Jersey Shore! You could go to bars and get drunk and fuck all those girls! You're a stud, Johnnie!" They gave each other high fives and laughed. They drank up their Cokes as they laughed and joked. I was sitting on my towel with my eyes fixated on Johnnie's body as his muscles bulged and flexed as he laughed and hit his friends jokingly and drank his Coke. I just couldn't take my eyes off this Guido muscle stud kid. He looked at me and stuck his tongue out as he flexed his arm at me. Then he threw his empty cup at me and yelled, "Throw it away wimp!" His friends threw their cups at me too. Then they ran and jumped into the pool.
I looked at the four cups and realized that I was in the total control of that young muscular Guido stud and his three Guido jock boy friends who followed him like a posse. The three boys followed Johnnie in whatever he wanted to do, three boys following their aggressive, dominant, and incredibly strong leader. I saw and heard the boys thrashing around the pool. Johnnie almost drowned another kid, this one looked to be almost 18 years old. The kid was helpless in the strong grip of Johnnie's muscular arms, arms that could bench 275 pounds and easily control the wimp in the pool. Johnnie laughed as the kid squirmed and sputtered beneath the surface. He loved showing off his strength. He loved intimidating other kids. My mouth was open as I watched Johnnie's complete domination of the poor kid. When the kid almost stopped moving, Johnnie let go and when the kid bounced to the surface, gasping for air, he yelled, "Guido power, you fucking punk!"
I took and cups to the trash can and returned to my towel. I couldn't lay down. I had to sit up and watch Johnnie in the pool, diving, doing cannonballs, swimming into other kids and knocking them out of his way, playing with this friends - not paying any attention to others in the pool as he enjoyed showing off his muscles and his strength and stamina. He owned the pool and he knew it.
Finally the boys got out of the pool and headed back to where I was. They grabbed their "borrowed" towels and dried off. Johnnie looked at me and smiled. He knew I was looking at him the whole time he was in the pool. He flexed his arms and lats and abs, which were totally shredded and pumped. The muscles were almost popping out of his skin. He had the most beautiful body I had ever seen. And his face was so gorgeous, that handsome masculine Guido look that could easily make him a male model. I let out a little groan. "Fuckin' stud!" he whispered as he saw me checking out his incredible body. Then he and his friends laid down and took in some sun. I laid down too. All I could think about was Johnnie. Once in awhile I looked over and took in the beauty of his body as he lay there. Even relaxed his muscles showed though his skin. I wanted to kiss those muscles. I wanted to kiss Johnnie. Then I turned away. What was I thinking?
After about a half hour, Johnnie rolled over and talked quietly to his three friends. I heard some laughing. Then they stood up and Johnnie came over and kicked me in the ribs. "Get up, dweeb," he said. I looked up and saw his body towering over me, his muscular calves and legs, his bulging crotch, his shredded abs, his bulging pecs, his flaring lats, his wide shoulders and his incredibly muscular arms. I was frozen as I looked up at his incredible body. He sneered and kicked me harder. "I said get up punk!" he yelled. I stumbled to my feet and faced him. Two of his friends got behind me and one of his friends stood beside him. I was circled by Johnnie and his friends.
"I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse," said Johnnie. I didn't say anything. "You got a car, right?" Where was this going, I thought. "Yeah," I said. "And you live around here, right?" What was the offer??? "Uh, yeah." "And you're over 21, right?" What??? "Yes." Johnnie smiled. "Okay, here's the offer. You're gonna buy us some booze, lots of booze. Some snacks too. Then we're gonna go to your apartment and have a party. A real fun party. That's the offer. You can't refuse that offer." I stammered, "But you're only 13! I could get in trouble if I bought you alcohol! I wanna refuse that offer. Why can't I refuse that offer?" Johnnie bumped his big pecs into my chest, pushing me back into his friends who held me straight. "Because if you refuse, you're gonna be dead." said Johnnie. "We would take you away from here and I would beat you up so bad you would have to crawl into a hospital. Lots of kids I beat up have had to go to the hospital. Fuck I can't help it they're so fucking weak and I'm so fucking strong. Broken bones. Internal organs damaged. Broken noses and faces and jaws. Oh yeah, I'd love to beat you up wimp. Unless of course you'd like to accept my offer. Then we can have a fun party."
He made a fist and his two friends behind me grabbed me. I wondered if all this was true or if it was only adolescent boasting. But I had already seem him smash his fist into the spine of that kid and I had personally felt the power of his gorilla bear hug and the overwhelming strength of his arm as it crushed my neck like it was a grape. And there was no way I could escape. He looked me in the eyes with his beautiful brown Guido eyes. He rubbed his fist on my gut. "Well?" he said. I was overwhelmed by his physical beauty, his muscles and his dominant attitude. I reached over and put my hands on his muscular shoulders. "Lets have a party," I said. He flexed his delt muscles and I felt his thick muscles bulge in my hands. This was the first time I had actually touched his muscles. I almost gasped. Then he bent over and kissed me on both cheeks, just like the Italians do. He was giving me a Guido kiss. It was not a kiss of love. It was a kiss of domination. "I knew you'd see it my way. I always get what I want. You don't refuse a Guido's offer." I kept my hands on his shoulders and he slowly raised his own arms. He flexed his biceps. I trembled as I looked at his bulging muscles. I moved my hands over to his biceps and felt the steel hard muscle. It felt like warm rock, rock made up of fibers of steel. "Oh fuck," I said as I rubbed my fingers over the bulging fibers and veins. He smiled as he saw me admire his body. He had showed me clearly why I couldn't refuse his offer.
Then he suddenly put down his arms. “Time for the party,” he said. I grabbed my stuff and he pushed me towards the parking lot. It was a big hard push. I almost fell over. He laughed. I turned around and saw the four boys run up and grab their towels. Then they ran to the other side of the pool. Johnnie walked beside me and his three friends walked behind. I couldn’t help but look over at his big striated pecs, his washboard abs, his huge muscular legs and his firm round bubble butt as he walked, actually swaggered, away from the pool. His muscles bulged with every step. As we walked along, other people would turn and stare at Johnnie. He attracted attention from the young and old, male and female. He was a perfect young Guido male, with a perfect tan muscular body and a perfect dark extremely handsome face. And I was going to have a party with him!
We got to my car and I opened the doors. Johnnie hopped in to the front passenger seat next to me and his friends got in the back seat. “Fucking shitty car,” said Johnnie. “When I start driving I’m gonna get a big muscle car. A muscle car for a muscle kid. Us Guidos are gonna drive up and down the street in my muscle car with all our windows down. I’m gonna gell up my hair, wear a tank top and hang my big arm out the window flexing my muscle. I’m gonna be a drop dead gorgeous Guido muscle stud cruising the streets in his muscle car with his Guido friends. That’s me. But now I gotta ride in your little wimp boy Toyota. Now move it, wimp. Find a liquor store!” He hit me on the shoulder. For him it was just a little punch but it hurt a lot.
I looked over at him. His body was oozing strength. His abs were tight and his pecs were big and bulging. His muscular arms looked huge and his delts were so wide they almost took up the whole seat space. “You’re so strong you gotta watch it when you hit people. You could hurt them.” He looked over at me and sneered. Then he hit me hard. Real hard. I pulled up my hand and covered my shoulder which was aching in abject pain. “I like to hurt people. It gives me a rush, knowing how strong I am. How easy it is for me to hurt people. So fuck off, wimp. I can hit you any time I want and I can hit you as hard as I want. And there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it!” He flexed his bicep, grabbed my head with his other hand and rubbed his bicep in into my face, real hard. It felt like a big warm rock was bashing into my cheeks and nose. “Now drive!” he ordered.
There was a liquor store not far from my apartment so I headed there. I kept looking over at Johnnie. He saw me looking. He kind of grinned and he would occasionally flex his legs or his pecs or his arms. I just couldn’t believe how muscular he was, and he was only 13! I got to the liquor store and parked in the parking lot. “Okay, we’ll wait here. We want rum and coke, plus lots of snacks. So buy two or three bottles of rum, lots of coke, some ice, some Cheetos, some Doritos, some potato chips. Oh yeah and some corn chips and guacamole. Lots of stuff. I’m fucking hungry! We’ll wait in the car.” He didn’t even ask his friends what they wanted. Johnnie gave all the orders.
I went into the store and bought the stuff and brought it to the car. Johnnie looked at the rum bottles and smiled. “Oh, yeah. We’re gonna have a great party.” He ripped open the Cheetos and started eating. His friends ripped open the other bags and ate too. These young Guidos were all hungry.
I got to my apartment and said, "Okay, I'll take the rum. You take the cokes and snacks. And be quiet!" Johnnie laughed. "Okay, we'll be quiet until we get to your place. Then we're gonna party!" I grimaced as he stuck out his tongue and flexed his arm in my face.
We went up to my apartment and walked in. "Kind of a dump," said Johnnie as he looked around. I had a pretty plain one bedroom apartment with cheap furniture. After all, I had just started work at a bank. "Not good enough for a Guido kid like you? You got a palace or something?" I said. Johnnie sneered. "Fuck off wimp. It's a dump but it's good enough for a party! Now make us some rum and cokes and make it fast!" I was kind of annoyed that Johnnie was calling me a wimp, but next to him I was a wimp. And I knew how strong he was. I jumped to follow Johnnie's orders. I got out five glasses and filled them with ice. Then I filled them half with rum and half with coke. Johnnie and his friends grabbed their glasses and toasted with each other. "Let's party!" they yelled. They drank their glasses down real fast. The coke hid the alcohol in the rum. In one glass they had the equivalent of about two or three beers. As soon as his glass was empty, Johnnie yelled "More!"
I quickly finished my glass and poured them all another glass. "Fuck I feel so good," said Johnnie as the alcohol started circulating through his body. "Oh yeah," said a friend. "Feels real good." They all grabbed some more snacks and sprawled out on my couch and chairs, laughing and talking. "Great party," said one of Johnnie's friends, as he held up his glass to me and drank another swallow. There weren't enough seats, so I was standing, listening to their 13 year old boy conversation and watching Johnnie's body as he moved and flexed his muscles.
Johnnie finished his second glass and swaggered up to me. He hit a double biceps pose right in front of me. I moaned as I saw his bulging muscles. I was getting drunk too and my inhibitions were going away. "You like my big Guido muscles, don't you wimp. You like how big they are. You like how hard they are. You like how strong they are. Ain't I right, wimp?" Then he grabbed my crotch. My cock was rock hard. It had been rock hard since the minute I first saw Johnnie. I was hoping he hadn't noticed, but clearly he had.
"Your cock's so fuckin' hard. It's been hard all afternoon. And every time I flex it gets even harder. It's like a fucking steel pipe! You're a fucking faggot for my muscles, ain't you wimp. I could tell right away the way you were looking at me. Lots of people look at me but you just couldn't keep your eyes off my body. You really like my big Guido muscles!" He grabbed my cock real hard and squeezed. I winced. "Strip off your shorts, faggot. I wanna see your little wimp faggot cock."
I blushed. He was right. I was so into his body. I really loved his muscles, his face, his whole body. Slowly I took off my shorts and I kicked them aside. Now my little 4-1/2 inch cock was standing at full attention. Johnnie laughed. His friends laughed. They bowled over in laughter as they looked at my little hard cock. Then Johnnie grabbed his own shorts and ripped them off with one swoop of his powerful hand. His cock was only semi-hard, but it was already way bigger and thicker than my cock. It must have measured seven inches and it wasn't even fully hard. "I gotta man's cock!" yelled Johnnie. "I got a man's muscles and a man's cock. I'm already a man, a big Guido man. And you're just a little faggot wimp!" I gasped as I looked at Johnnie's cock.
"Fuck, you are so much bigger than that wimpy fag," said one of his friends. "Your muscles are way bigger, your cock is way bigger. Fuck, this little shit is just a total wimp next to you. I wanna check out your muscles in the bathroom. You can see how much of a stud you are next to him. Your muscles are so huge. I wanna see your body next to the faggot wimps." Johnnie laughed. "Yeah, a huge man boy Guido next to a wimpy faggot shit! But first, I wanna get all pumped up. I wanna get my muscles so huge they're bulging even bigger than they are right now. I wanna pump 'em up! I wanna get 'em huge! Get on my back, Joey. After me you're the heaviest kid here. I'm gonna do some pushups. Regular pushups are too easy for me. I need a heavy weight like you to make my muscles work."
Joey looked at Johnnie's pecs. "Fuck, you are so strong! I weigh 125 so you're gonna be pushing up your own 150 pound weight plus 125 pounds. Fucking strong as shit!" Johnnie punched his big pec muscle. "Fuck yeah," he said. He got down in the pushup position. Joey sat on his back, with his butt across his upper back and his feet on his butt. Then Johnnie started doing pushups. He did them very fast, like he was lifting a feather rather than a 125 pound boy. He got to 25, slowing down only slightly, and then bucked Joey off his back onto the floor. He sprung up to his feet and flexed his pecs right in my face. "Gettin' huge! These muscles are gettin' real big! I'm gonna do two more sets and they're gonna be huge. Look at your fucking little chest. You ain't got shit and I got muscle!"
He dropped down and did 20 reps with Joey on his back. Then he lept up and smashed his big, pumped up chest into my chest. I stumbled backwards. "Fuckin' big!" he yelled as he bumped me several times with his huge pec muscles. He was drunk and he was pumped. My cock was rock hard. He grabbed my drink and glugged it down. Then he dropped down and did 15 more reps. Joey was moaning as he was lifted up and down by Johnnie's big muscles. "Fuck, you are soooo fucking strong!" he said drunkenly.
Johnnie bucked Joey off his back and stood up. He looked at me and grinned. "Such a light little shit," he said as he grabbed me by my armpit and crotch and lifted me up into the air. Then he pressed me up and down. I grabbed his delt muscles and felt them bulge as he lifted me like I was a little toy. "You're like a little stick, wimp. Fucking light as a stick," yelled Johnnie as he finished his 10th rep and tossed me on the sofa like a pillow. He flexed his delts and his friends felt the bulging muscle. "God you are so strong, Johnnie. You're a fuckin' stud!" By now all his muscles were bulging. But he wasn't done pumping up. He grabbed me again and pressed me up another 10 times. I was light to him. His delts could press 180 pounds of iron. I was like a little toy to him. Then he got me in a curl position and curled me up. By now I was drunk too and I grabbed his bicep as he lifted me up. I couldn't believe how big and hard that muscle was. I could feel all the fibers flex and bulge. He laughed. "Oh yeah, faggot boy. You really like my big Guido muscles!" He did two sets of curls and now his arms were bursting with bulging muscle.
"More booze!" he yelled. I filled up all our glasses with more run and coke and we all drank. "Great party," yelled Johnnie. "Now I gotta pump up my legs."
He pressed me overhead again and put me on his shoulders. He did 15 squats with me as his weight. "You're so fucking light," he yelled. "I can do squats with 300 pounds. My legs are fucking strong! They're big and they're strong! Look at these mothers. They're twice as big as your legs. And my legs are all muscle. Your legs are wimpy flab." He did another set and then threw me on the sofa. He flexed for his friends as they were yelling their drunken approval of their leader's huge muscles.
Johnnie grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the bathroom. "Now you will see what a big Guido stud I am and what a little faggot wimp you are," he said as he pulled me along. We stood in front of my mirror totally nude. I gasped as I saw Johnnie's body next to mine. His shoulders were at least eight inches wider than my shoulders. His bones were wider and they were capped with inches of striated muscle. "Oh fuck," I murmered as I looked at the huge boulders of muscle on his shoulders. He flexed his chest and lats and I moaned as I took in the incredible muscularity of this youth. His chest was huge with his pecs bulging with striated fibers of muscle and his lats flared out from his wide shoulders to his narrow hips, hips what were inches narrower than my hips. The contrast between his wide muscular shoulders and his narrow hips was amazing. He had an incredible V shape. His abs looked like a washboard, an eight pack of rock hard muscle. He smiled as he saw me looking at his body. "Yeah, look at me, faggot. I got muscle and you ain't got shit." I looked at my own skinny flabby body and nodded my head as I compared myself to this 13 year old Guido muscle kid. His chest was twice as big, his arms were twice as big, his thighs were twice as big, yet his waist was smaller and as hard as corrugated iron.
He flexed his legs and I marveled at how big and shredded they were. My little legs looked like sticks next to his huge tree trunks of muscle. And his cock was now rock hard. He was getting off on comparing his huge young Guido body to the flabby body of the 23 year old wimp standing next to him. His cock was twice as big and thick as mine. It was at least nine inches long and very thick. And it was standing up so high, almost touching his abs. His friends were yelling, calling him a muscle stud and calling me a faggot little wimp. They were getting off on this display of strength against weakness too.
He flexed his arms and I almost fell over as I saw the huge masses of muscle of his biceps and triceps, masses of muscle covered with veins with fibers showing through his dark tanned skin. His face looked gorgeous as he smiled and admired his muscles in the mirror. His cheekbones were wide, his jaw was large and strong with a cleft chin. His teeth were perfect and as white as snow. His Guido skin was so smooth and tan that his teeth looked even whiter. His hair was black and his eyes were brown. He looked so masculine, so strong, so gorgeous, so dominant. His friends were yelling in total adulation of their muscular leader stud boy as he flexed his biceps for them to admire.
"Flex," he yelled. I raised my arms and flexed my straw like biceps. I didn't even get the tiniest bulge in my biceps. My arms looked liked straws even when I tried to flex them. "Fuck, you are such a faggot wimp!" yelled Johnnie. "Look at my fucking muscle. Look at how much muscle I got. Look at all those fibers. Look at all those veins. Look at my fucking muscle!" I looked and almost fainted in my worship of those muscles. I had never seen more beautiful muscles in my life. "Lick it, faggot! Lick my big guns. Feel how big and hard my guns are with your puny little faggot tongue." Oh my god, I thought. I almost came right there. Johnnie was ordering me, the little gay wimp who was worshipping his body, to lick his biceps! Oh my fucking god!
I turned towards Johnnie and leaned down. Then I put the tip of my tongue on the top of his right bicep. His skin was covered with sweat and it tasted salty. But immediately I could feel the muscle underneath the skin. The skin was so thin, like cellophane, and I could feel the fibers of muscle bulging underneath it. "Ohhhhh," I moaned. I licked slowly over the huge bulge of is bicep, feeling every fiber, every vein, feeling the warm sweaty skin covering the big hot muscles of a total jock boy. "You feel how big and hard that muscle is, faggot? You feel all those muscle fibers, hard as steel cords? Yeah, think about how strong that muscle is. It is so fucking strong! Last week I wrapped my arm around some punk's puny little neck and I flexed that huge bicep muscle you're licking. That huge muscle blasted into his neck, smashing his windpipe. His neck was nothing to that big muscle. It was fun hearing the crackling sound of his windpipe breaking apart as my huge muscle smashed itself inside his scrawny neck. Fuck that muscle is so strong!" I moaned and I licked harder and faster, feeling every bit of Johnnie's bicep. I also moved down to his huge tricep that was bulging like a football of rock hard muscle. I licked and licked and licked. I could smell the sweat evaporating out of his armpit. That sweat smelled so good. So pungent, so masculine, the sweat produced by Johnnie's huge muscles as he lifted me like he was lifting a feather. I ran my hands and fingers all over Johnnie's muscles, feeling his delts, his lats, the hard ridges of his lower back and his hard round muscle butt. I was in total heaven, licking Johnnie's huge arms, feeling his muscles and smelling his jock boy sweat.
I was now crazed by drunken muscle worship. I was moaning in total muscle awe. I had cum so many times looking at pictures from magazines and the internet. I was a freak for young muscle. And now I was feeling my ultimate fantasy. The huge rock hard muscles of a drop dead gorgeous 13 year old Guido kid. Johnnie was grinning. "Look at the little faggot. Look how much he likes my muscles. He's licking and he's feeling. He just can't get enough of my big Guido kid muscles. Ya know, it feels kinda good, having a wimpy faggot going crazy over my body like this. It's getting me real turned on. I know I'm a stud and feeling his tongue and fingers on my big muscles really turns me on."
He grabbed my head and stood right in front of me. I stared at his beautiful face and his strong thick neck. His body was simply overwhelming. He looked me in the eye like the dominant animal looking at his little prey. The strong looking at the weak. The master and the slave. "You are such a fucking weak little shit. Next to me, you're nothing. You make me feel so big, so strong, so hot! Feel my body. Lick my huge muscles. Worship the muscles that are so strong they could smash you into a pulp. Worship your Guildo muscle kid master. I'm the capo around here and you're a fucking babbo. Ya know what a capo is? He's the boss of all bosses. And I'm the big boss, right boys?" All his friends yelled. "Yeah, Johnnie. You're the big boss. You're the capo. If you order something, people do it! 'You're such a fucking big strong Guido kid nobody can argue with you . If they do, you beat the crap outta them. You're the capo."
Johnnie grinned and flexed his arm at me. "Yeah. Look at that muscle. I could crush your fuckin' little body, faggot. You know what a babbo is? You're a fucking babbo. You know what you are?" I shook my head. I had no idea. "A babbo is a useless underling. You're a fucking useless underling! You're a fucking babbo. You do what I want, babbo. I'm your fucking capo and I'll crush you if you disobey me. You got that?" I looked at his sweaty muscular body and then into his masculine brown eyes that penetrated into me with sheer dominance, confidence and arrogance. "Yes," I said. Johnnie sneered. "Yes what, babbo? Yes, what?" He made a fist and punched me in the shoulder, real hard. "Yes what, babbo?" I rubbed my sore shoulder and said, "Yes, sir, capo sir." He smiled and flexed his pecs and abs, right in front of me.
"Lick my pecs and my abs, babbo. And feel my fucking muscles. Feel how big and strong they are and think about what they could do to you. I am the capo and you're just a puny little babbo faggot. And you're gonna make me feel real good."
Oh my god. All my dreams were coming true! Johnnie was ordering me to worship him! He was a young capo god and he was ordering me, the worthless little babbo, to lick his muscles, to feel his muscles, to worship him! I almost fainted out of joy. I grabbed his big shoulders, feeling the thickness and hardness of his massive delt muscles, and started licking his huge pecs. He flexed and unflexed his pecs as I licked them. I could feel the fibers of muscle when he flexed. And even when the muscles were unflexed they were hard. Harder than my muscles ever were. His skin was sweaty and salty and I licked up that salt like a lap dog. I ran my hands around his back, down to his bubble butt, back up to his delts and down onto his abs. Then I started licking and sucking his nipples. They were big and stiff, like nails sticking out from his big pec muscles. He started moaning. “Oh god,” he said. “That feels so good. Soooo good.” I sucked harder and even bit his nipples a bit. “Ohhhhh!” he yelled. His cock was rock hard. I was really turning him on. I was moaning too. I was completely overwhelmed by Johnnie’s body and the fact that I was touching it, licking it, smelling it, worshipping it.
I dropped down and started licking his abs. His eight pack was amazing. Eight rock hard ridges of muscle separated by deep crevaces. His skin was a deep tan and his abs looked and felt incredible. I licked each ridge and each crevice, licking up the salty sweat. I ran my hands up to his pecs and nipples, pinching them and stroking them as he moaned louder and louder. I grabbed his lat muscles, muscles that were so wide and so thick with rock hard muscle. I couldn’t believe how much muscle he had in his lats. I thought about all the strength those muscles had. I knew his lats and arms had enough strength to crush my little chicken chest like it was made of toothpicks. I felt his firm round bubble butt. He had dimples along the sides of his butt and his muscle was so hard. I was hard for me to comprehend the strength of that muscle, muscle that helped his huge legs power up huge squats and leg presses. Then I felt those big legs, legs that had so much muscle in them I couldn’t believe it. Legs that were so strong. I was sure he had more muscle in one leg than I had in my whole body. And his calves were gigantic. Somehow I remembered that Italian men had big calves and Johnnie’s calves were huge. Johnnie was a Guido stud!
Then I dropped my face down lower and licked the very bottom of his abs and his strong Apollo’s belt, the belt of muscle that pointed right to his cock. His huge nine inch cock was pointing straight up and I had carefully avoided licking it as I licked his abs. I had bumped it with my cheeks and each time Johnnie let out a loud groan. I knew his cock was very sensitive. I had been looking at that cock and I could hardly wait to put it in my mouth. But I wanted to bring Johnnie to the breaking point before I did it. I wanted to turn on that young stud so much he’d never forget his party with me.
So I moved my tongue closer and closer to his cock. With each lick his cock would twitch. Johnnie was so hot. Then I licked the shaft from the base to the tip, just one time. “Ohhhhhh!” yelled Johnnie. “Lick it more!! Suck it more!!! That feels so good!! I know you little faggot boys love to suck big cocks and I gotta a big one. Suck it, faggot. Suck it!!!!” His cock was twitching wildly. I licked it once again and ran my hands over his abs and down to his balls. I daintily ran my fingers over his balls, stroking them. “Oh fuck!!! Oh fuck!!! That feels so good!!!! Oh fuck!!! More!!!! More!!!!”
Johnnie’s friends had stripped off their shorts and were stroking their own cocks as I serviced their leader. They were getting off on me touching and licking their capo’s huge muscles and now fondling his cock. Maybe some of them wanted to feel and lick Johnnie’s muscles like I was doing. Maybe they wanted to feel his huge cock. But they couldn’t. Oh yeah, maybe they could feel his flexed bicep when he flexed it for them. Maybe they could feel his big pec after he finished a bench press with more weight than they could imagine. But they couldn’t worship his huge muscular god-like Guido kid body the way I was doing. They were straight, or thought they were. I’m the one who got to worship Johnnie because I was the little gay babbo. I was so happy I was Johnnie’s babbo.
I breathed in the smell of Johnnie’s crotch sweat. His skin produced a lot of sweat as his big muscles worked and got pumped and hot as he lifted me up and down. I loved the smell and taste of his sweat. His sweat smelled and tasted so good, that pungent masculine scent. Johnnie made true jock boy sweat. Its pungent smell sent me even higher in sexual lust. I was seeing Johnnie, I was hearing Johnnie, I was feeling Johnnie, I was tasting Johnnie, I was smelling Johnnie. All my senses were totally aroused by Johnnie, his hot body, his gorgeous face, his muscles, his sweat, his smell, his arrogance. I moved my tongue down to his balls and started licking them. Johnnie flinched. “Oh god!!!!” he yelled. He started moaning louder and he started moving his hips around. I licked his huge balls, balls that were twice the size of mine, and sucked each one into my mouth, sucking it and licking it. “Oh fuck!!!! Oh fuckkkk!” yelled Johnnie. His cock was twitching. I could see pre-cum flowing out the end. My cock was twitching also. I was feeling Johnnie’s thighs and calves and abs and bubble butt with my hands as I was licking and sucking his huge balls. I was moaning in ultimate ecstasy just as Johnnie was moaning in ultimate ecstasy.
Johnnie’s hips started moving faster. The muscles of his abs and butt and legs were flexing into rock hard slabs of iron. More pre-cum flowed from his cock. I knew now was the time. I moved my tongue up to his cock and licked it, all the way from the base to the head. “Oh fucckkkkkk!” yelled Johnnie. “Ohhhhh fuckkkkk!!!!” His hips were now moving uncontrollably. All his muscles were flexed and rock hard. I opened my mouth and took Johnnie’s thick cock into my mouth. He screamed. He grabbed the back of my head and rammed his huge nine inch cock all the way down my throat. Then he started thrusting it in and out and in a matter of seconds I could feel huge gobs of cum gushing down my throat into my esophagus. “Oh fucckkkkk, oh fuccccck,” yelled Johnnie as gush after gush of cum spurted out of his cock into my throat. I came too, spewing cum all over my bathroom floor. And all of Johnnie’s friends came too, spurting cum all over my body and the floor. There was cum everywhere.
Johnnie kept thrusting and cumming. He was able to keep cumming much longer than I could and he was moaning and yelling as his huge cock filled my body with millions of his genetically superior Guido muscle stud sperm. After he finished, he kept his huge cock inside my throat. I wanted to gag but I also wanted that big cock inside my throat. I breathed as best as I could as Johnnie’s cock slowly relaxed in my throat. Then he looked at the mirror and flexed his arms. He smiled and his cock started getting harder. He flexed his lats. Then his triceps. Then his pecs. With every flex, his cock got harder and harder. Johnnie was admiring his own huge muscles and his cock got hard again. “Fuck I am such a stud,” he said as he flexed and moved his cock in and out of my throat, tickling the still sensitive nerves and making him feel so good.
Finally he took his cock out of my mouth. I was on my knees and looked up at his awesome body. He looked like a young god. “That was the best fuck I ever had,” he said, looking down at me as I knelt before him. He rubbed his hands over his pecs and his rock hard abs and his cock. His cock was still semi-hard. He swayed back and forth a little flexing his muscles at me, and his huge cock swung back and forth. “You’re gonna be a very useful little faggot.” Then he pointed his cock at my face and started pissing. “You’re mine,” he said as he pissed and pissed and pissed. Like an animal, he covered me with his piss, showing me and his friends that I was his possession. One of his friends held up his cock too, getting ready to piss on me. “Use the toilet, fuckface. This little faggot is mine.”
He finished pissing. “Clean yourself up, faggot. And you guys take a piss. Let’s have some more drinks and party some more.” He smacked my butt with his hand. “I’m gonna fuck his little ass. I’m still horny as hell and I’m gonna fuck the shit outta him. I’m gonna let you guys do it too. We’re gonna have a gang bang! But first, more drinks!”
His friends started laughing and yelling. “Oh yeah, a gang bang!” they yelled. Johnnie swaggered out to the living room. I got up and stepped into the shower. Johnnie’s friends pissed in the toilet and went out to make a drink and join their leader. I quickly showered and pissed. I went back to the living room and the four young Guidos were sitting on my furniture, all drinking another rum and coke, eating snacks and laughing, totally naked like me. Johnnie was in the center seat of the couch with one of his friends on each side. The other friend was sitting in the chair. Johnnie was flexing his abs and pounding his fist against them. “Hard as fucking bricks!” said one of his friends as he felt the corrugated muscle. I gazed at the four boys. Johnnie’s three friends looked like normal 13 year old boys, maybe a little more athletic than some, but very normal. They looked like they had just gone through puberty and their cocks were small, just as small as mine. Johnnie was so much bigger, so much more muscular, so much more handsome, so much more of a stud. He was a man among boys. Even though he had just turned 13, he looked like a very muscular 16 year old. His muscles were huge. They would be huge on a 16 year old. They would be huge on an 18 year old. And because he had absolutely no fat on his body, all his muscles stood out in bold relief under his very tan paper thin skin. I remembered he had gone through puberty at age 11 and had gained 60 pounds of muscle in 18 months. He just finished 7th grade and he could bench 275, press 180 and curl 140. He was already four times stronger than me. I was in awe as I stared at his body. And muscle was not the only thing that grew on Johnnie. His cock had gotten huge too, way bigger than his friends and way bigger than mine. Johnnie was a man and I was a boy. A little boy to be dominated by his big strong muscles. And a boy he could make do anything to satisfy his sexual desires. He was the capo and I was his babbo, his little gay slave. The slave who would do anything for him. I would obey his every order. He knew it and I knew it.
As I stared at Johnnie my cock got hard again. Every time I saw him my cock got hard. He looked at me and grinned. He moved his hand down to his cock and stroked it. “Looks like my little faggot babbo can hardly wait to get fucked by my big cock! He’s so hot for my body. Look how his little dick sprang up as soon as he saw me. Go make yourself a strong drink, boy. You’re gonna need it. All four of us Guidos are gonna fuck the shit outta you.” I went into the kitchen and made the strongest drink I had ever made. Then I drank it down and came out and stood in front of my Guido capo master. My cock was rock hard.
Johnnie took a swig of his drink. He ate more snacks, took a another swallow and then he looked at me. "On your knees, faggot!" I immediately obeyed and knelt before him. He spread apart his knees. "Lick my balls and cock and when I'm nice and hard lick the cocks of all the other Guidos in here. You gonna get us all real hard. You circle around and keep us hard. Service our big Guido cocks like the little faggot boy you are. We're gonna keep partying while you're licking our dicks. Oh yeah, get me another drink first. And stay on your fucking knees." Johnnie stabbed his glass right in my face, hitting my cheek with his hand. I took the glass, and crawled on my knees into the kitchen. Johnnie and his friends were laughing as they saw me crawl. "Fuck, that little faggot is your total slave, Johnnie. Look at him grovel." Johnnie made a fist. "He's a little faggot and he knows I'm his superior, his capo, his master, and he craves my body so much. Plus, he doesn't wanna get smashed. He'll do what I say or he's gonna get smashed." He pounded the fist into his friend's chest and the friend twitched and winced in pain. "Geez, you are so fucking strong," he said as he looked at Johnnie's arm. I'm glad you're a Guido and I'm a Guido and I'm your friend." I made another alcoholic drink for my 13 year old master and crawled back and handed it to him. He took a swig and they yelled, "Lick!" as he spread his knees apart.
I put my hands on his two big legs and started licking his big balls. Immediately his cock started getting hard. I put each ball in my mouth and licked and sucked on it. "Oh fuck, you are such a good cocksucker, faggot boy," he moaned as he started moving his legs back and forth as he squirmed with delight. I licked his balls for a couple more minutes and he moaned louder and louder. His cock was now rock hard and I hadn't even touched it yet. His friends were watching me in envy. They wanted their balls and cock sucked too. "Johnnie, you're hogging him. I want my balls sucked too," said one of his friends. Johnnie looked at him and sneered. "You get him when I give him to you, fuckface." Then he moved his legs together so they were squeezing my chest. He crossed his ankles and flexed his huge thighs as he straightened his legs, crushing my chest between them. His legs were huge and my chest was nothing to them. Instantly all the air was forced out of my lungs. I couldn't breathe. I stopped licking and looked up at him plaintively. "Keep licking!" he ordered as he increased the pressure. I licked some more and his cock really got hard now. "Fuck, it's fun crushing the little faggot's chest with my big strong legs while he's licking my big stud Guido balls. Ummmm. What a rush!" He flexed harder and I groaned in pain, but I kept licking. Finally he released his hold. "Now go over to Vinnie. His tongue has been hangin' out of his fuckin' mouth."
I relaxed for a second trying to get my breath and he yelled, "Move, faggot!" I crawled over to Vinnie and started licking his balls. He moaned in pleasure. None of these boys had ever had their balls and cocks licked and sucked and they were so turned on. I licked all the boys' balls and cocks. They were all very hard and very excited with lust in their eyes. Then I sucked each one, going around and around, making every one of these boys very hot. My favorite part was when I got to suck Johnnie's cock. I got to feel his muscles and suck his cock. I was in heaven when I was with Johnnie. My knees were tired and my mouth and tongue were tired but Johnnie wouldn't let me rest for a second. It was lick lick lick, suck suck suck. Meanwhile the boys were enjoying their drinks and laughing and hollering with pleasure as I serviced their cocks.
Finally Johnnie said, "Okay, time for fucking," as he stroked his huge hard dick. "I've never been fucked before," I said quietly as I looked up at Johnnie who was stroking his cock and rubbing his abs and pecs with his other hand. He looked down at me with a sneer on his beautiful face. "So please be gentle, sir." He looked at his cock. "Yeah, this thing is pretty big. And I bet your ass is real tight. I tell you what. I've been looking at the Guidos' dicks. Of course I've got the biggest one. Probably double the size of these little fuckers. Vinnie's got the smallest one, Tony's got the next biggest and then Joey. So here's what we're gonna do. First Vinnie's gonna fuck you. Then Tony. Then Joey. And then me. Your ass should be all warmed up for this big thing. And I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you. Then we're gonna do it all over again. I'm gonna cum four or five times in your fucking tight asshole. It's gonna feel so good. Your asshole's gonna be raw!" All the Guidos started yelling and cheering. "Fuck yeah!" they yelled. “Make him raw!”
Johnnie got up from the couch and said "Stand up." I stood and he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. He was so strong it was like he was throwing a pillow on his shoulder rather than a human being. He carried me into the bedroom and threw me on to the bed. "Fuck him, Vinnie!" he said. Vinnie's little cock was rock hard. I was laying on my back. Johnnie was standing to the side of the bed ready to watch the fucking. "First the antipasto, then the soup and then the pasta," he said. "Then you get the main course. The meat! This huge hunk of beef!" He wagged his huge cock over my face and then stood beside the bed stroking his cock and flexing his muscles. My eyes were glued on Johnnie. I wanted that cock in my body! Then I turned and looked at Vinnie. He was ready to fuck! Vinnie jammed his knees around my butt, straddled me and jammed his cock inside my ass. He wasn't gentle. He just jammed it in. But Johnnie was right. Vinnie's cock wasn't very big and it didn't hurt me at all. I realized that Johnnie's plan was going to be great for my butt. First the little cock, then the next biggest and next biggest, and then the huge piece of meat hanging from Johnnie's hot crotch. Maybe my butt could take it after all that warm up. I looked at Johnnie with admiration in my eyes and smiled at him. He stroked his cock and flexed his abs at me. I so wanted that big cock up my ass. Then I looked back at Vinnie.
"Take it all, faggot!" he yelled as he jammed it all the way in. Then he started thrusting it in and out. "Oh shit. Your ass is so tight! God that feels so good," panted Vinnie as he thrust and thrust and thrust. He was so hot and aroused. In less than a minute he started gasping and pumping faster. Then he came, spurting cum inside my ass. He came for about 15 seconds and then slumped over my body.
In seconds, Tony grabbed him and threw him off the bed. "His cock's a little pencil. My cock's a big pipe!" he yelled as he rammed his bigger cock up my ass. Fortunately, Vinnie's cum provided a great lube and Tony's bigger cock didn't hurt at all. My ass expanded to envelope it and hold it tight. He gasped as he felt my tight ass around his cock. "Oh fuck!" he yelled as he rammed it in and out. "This is my first fuck! God, it feels so good!!" yelled Tony. He was totally aroused before he entered my ass and now he was in a frenzy. In less than a minute he came, spurting more cum up my ass. He pushed his cock in and out as he came, moaning in drunken pleasure until the last drops of cum spurted out of his cock. A few seconds after he stopped moaning, Joey grabbed him and tossed him off the bed. Joey was a big Guido boy, not as big as Johnnie but still big. And his cock was bigger than the two cocks that had just fucked me. And that cock was ready to fuck. He laughed. "First you got the pencil. Then you got the pipe. Now you're gonna get this big fire hose nozzle ramming up you little tight butt!" He jammed his cock inside and he wasn't gentle. He rammed it all the way in and my sphincter muscles stretched as that fire hose nozzle busted its way through. His cock hurt me a little but I had lots of lube from two boys' cum. After a few seconds, it actually felt kind of good as it blasted itself deeper into me, turning me on even more. Joey pumped in and out, moaning with pleasure as my tight little ass clung to his cock with every thrust. He started pumping faster and I knew he was getting ready to cum. Then suddenly he pulled his cock out of my ass and grabbed it with his hand. Instantly cum started spurting out of his cock. Big gushes of cum spurted out of his dick all over my chest. As he came, he yelled, "Look at all the cum I got. I'm a stud! I'm a big Guido stud!" He came for about a half minute. As he finished, two huge hands held by two huge arms grabbed him by his armpits and threw him to the floor.
"You ain't nothin' punk! Now this little faggot's gonna get fucked by the giant cock of the biggest, strongest Guido kid there ever was -- ME! I'm the stud around here and this little faggot's butt gonna feel what a real stud's cock feels like." He straddled me and I looked at his huge shoulders, his brutally handsome face, his big muscular arms, his bulging pecs, his flaring lats and his rippling abs. I shuddered as I looked at his all-Guido male beauty. And then I looked at his cock. It was enormous! All nine inches were very thick and hard as a rock. "First you got the pencil. Then the pipe. Then the fire nozzle. Now you're gonna get the cannon! The bazooka! The biggest fucking cock you'll ever feel up you little ass!" yelled Johnnie. He jammed his cock into my ass and I gasped as I felt it's enormous length and width. It really did feel like a cannon had blasted its way into my tight little ass. This time my ass hurt real bad. Johnnie's cock was huge and even though I had lots of lubrication it busted open my sphincter muscles. It was so hard and strong that my weak muscles were nothing to its enormous power.
Johnnie started thrusting his hips back and forth, jamming his huge cock in and out of my ass. I grabbed on to his shoulders and felt his huge throbbing muscles as he fucked and fucked and fucked me. "Ohhh Johnnie," I moaned as the pain started turning into pleasure. I rubbed my fingers all over his sweaty muscular body as he fucked me so hard. He had enormous endurance. His abs and glutes were bursting with energy as he thrust his huge cock in and out of my ass. "Your ass is so fucking tight," he yelled. "This feels so fucking good!! Oh fucccckkkk!!" I looked at his handsome face and moaned, "Oh yeah."
We were both yelling and moaning in sexual ecstasy. My cock was rock hard as Johnnie fucked the shit out of me. I was feeling his huge cock in my ass and his huge muscles with my hands. I had never had such a wonderful sexual experience in my life. Johnnie had never fucked anyone and he was loving the feeling of my tight little ass around his huge throbbing cock. He started thrusting faster and faster. Then he yelled "Take it all, bitch!" as he started cumming inside my ass, spurt after spurt after spurt of his genetically superior Guido muscle kid sperm. He came for over minute but he wasn't done. He took his cock out of my ass and spurted his last three loads of cum on my face, covering my face with his thick white liquid. I immediately came as I tasted this Guido kid's cum and felt his strong sweaty body. Then he put his cock back inside my ass and rolled his still hard cock inside me. He moved his still hard cock inside my ass as I felt his bulging muscles. He dropped on top of me and pushed his big pecs into my body, rubbing his hard nipples into my soft flesh as he gently rolled his cock around, getting the last bits of sexual pleasure out my tight little ass. I was in heaven as I felt Johnnie's muscles on top of me and his cock inside me. He whispered in my ear, "I own you. I own your mouth. I own your ass. I own every part of your body. You're my babbo and I’m your capo. You’re gonna suck my cock and I’m gonna fuck your little ass whenever I want, and that’s gonna be all the time. ‘Cause I’m a horny young Guido stud and I love to fuck!" I moaned and I squirmed under his bulging muscles. I moved my hands around his body, feeling the warmth and size and hardness of his muscles. I looked up at his face, his brutally handsome Guido face. "Yes, sir," I whispered, “capo sir.” I lifted my head up and kissed his cheek. I was his.
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