Taming the Campus Jocks 1 (mm hypno drugs coll)

This story is fiction. Should the characters in this story even remotely bare similarities to any real person, living or dead, it was purely accidental and any such similarities are strictly coincidences.

This story deals with mature subject matter and involves intimate sex. If it is illegal for you to read such material, due to your age or location, then please don't. If you are offended by acts of sexuality between consenting and non-consenting adults, then Do Not Read this story.

The author does not necessarily condone or subscribe to the behavior discussed in this story. It was written strictly as a form of entertainment and acts described should not be attempted by anyone that does not know what they are doing.

Ng Yue Hwa's long fingers were gliding effortlessly across the keyboard while the dark eyes of the 19 year old Chinese were focused on the data displayed on the screen. His fellow college students called him "Spider". First they couldn't spell his true name properly and they found the nickname appropriate because everything about Spider was long and lean. He stood 6,6 ft. tall, his arms and legs long and thin and so was his lean body.

When taking a shower with the athletic built American students he often became a target for their jokes: "Hey Spider, don't you get sucked down the sewer, huh!"

Spider had gotten used to it. He was an exchange student from Taiwan. His parents had invested a life's saving to enable their son a first class education at one of the top colleges in the USA. Being an Asian made him an outsider from the very beginning. He was by nature a calm reserved and decent person; very much in contrast to the many college hunks who where brawling about their conquests among the girls.

Spider's room mate Nguyen Do Sho was just the contrary. A small Vietnamese just 5,4 ft. tall, he was heavily short-sighted and his thick glasses with the broad dark brown frame had given him the nickname "Goggles".

Both Asians were the exotic elements in the All-American college community. Their different mentality marked them as outsiders and so it was no surprise that they had found each other as familiar souls and tried to support each other as good as possible.

On this Sunday night Spider had successfully hacked his way inside the campus network. The screen displayed the sub-nodes of the various fraternities. He accessed Omega Phi Lambda.

" Hmm that's it I guess...and here is Collin's workstation. He 's online. Let's have a closer look." Spider muttered.

Shawn Collins was the college wrestling champ and the captain of the wrestling team.

The file directory of Shawn's PC unfolded on the screen. "Look, what we've got here, " Spider grinned, " there is a web cam attached . Let's see, whether we can activate it ... wow, oh no, look at that! "

A new window had opened showing the view of Shawn Collins' apartment.

" Oh my God, " Goggles shouted in amazement, " I can't believe it! " The scene unfolding before their eyes showed the muscle packed body of the wrestler hunched between the thighs of the blonde Mrs. Anderson a Professor for Biology at the college, who was obviously enjoying Shawn's manipulations of her pussy. In addition, the Professor was eagerly sucking the cock of Blake Denning, the Quarterback of the college football team.

Denning was Goggle's nemesis. Whenever they met, Goggles was bullied around by the hunky football player. Although he tried to avoid him Denning seemed to have developed a kind of sixth sense to locate his victim and to make a mockery of the small Asian.

"I wish I could teach that jerk a lesson, he will never forget." Goggle's eyes were fixed on the screen, "at least I would teach him some respect. "

" Hmm, if you want to get Denning, you have to go through Collins. They are buddies, but Collins is not as mean as Denning. At least we are on talking terms. " Spider replied. "If we can make Collins to lure our football star into a trap, we can have our way with him, and if we play our cards right, we will gain a lot of respect around here."

"But how would that be possible? Look at them! They are too strong and powerful. We will never prevail, " Goggles lamented.

"Don't give up so quickly, " Spider replied, " there is always a way to succeed. We just have to find their weakness. "

"I don't see any, and I don't know of any, " Goggles answered in resignation.

"Sometimes, weakness can be found in strength, " Spider said in a lecturing tone, " if your enemy is too strong, you have to turn his strength against him. "

"As you see, their strength is built rather on muscle and dick, than on brain. Being strong and powerful is important in this country, and their social position in college life is depending on their performance on the field, on the mat and in bed. "

"You sound as if you have already a plan? " Goggles looked hopefully at his friend.

"Sure, just watch the master! " Spider grinned broadly. "These two macho personalities definitely need a fix, don't you think? And for a beginning let's spoil their sex life. "

Spider's fingers hit the keyboard again. The technical facilities of the Omega Phi Lambda frat house appeared on the screen. "Guys, I'm afraid, this evening will get hotter than you expected," Spider looked at the two athletic hunks, who were unaware of their spectators. The tall Chinese hit a final button.

The fire alarm sounded loud and clear from the fraternity house, which was only one block away. The two Asians watched amused as the two young men and the woman hastily gathered their clothes and rushed to leave the building.

"How nice," Spider laughed, " they already start saving their precious American cum for us. Now, let's see how we can keep them busy for the week. I want them, horny and loaded, when we are dealing with them. "

He closed the connection to Shawn's terminal and accessed the mainframe of the college. "Hmm, I'm afraid the football team, and the wrestling team are not performing very well. They definitely need some additional training units to increase their performance. I think, a daily training session from six to eight in the morning, will be appropriate; and of cause, we will schedule some drill work-outs for the captains of the teams. "

"Let's say daily from eight to ten evening at gym one for our Star Quarterback, " Goggles looked excited over Spider's shoulder. "... and the same for our wrestling champ at gym two," Spider added, keying the data into the system.

"Now as the grades of our two stars, need improvement too we schedule study sessions at the library from 10 till midnight. That should keep them busy for the week and their dicks away from pussy." Spider grinned devilish.

"What's next?" Goggles asked.

"Now, as the scene is set, we have to prepare some requisites, " Spider said. " You still have this bowl, which you brought last summer from Hanoi?"

"You mean the mortar? Sure my mother gave it to me to prepare fresh spices, but I am not so good in cooking,'' Goggles grinned, " anyway, what do you need that thing for?

"Actually, your cooking skill is enough to wipe out the whole college civilization", Spider laughed, "just get me this mortar and I'll show you.

Spider produced a small plastic bag from his pocket while his friend put the granite stone bowl on the living room table. "I got this from the pharmacy in China Town", Spider explained while emptying about a dozen blue square pills from the bag into the mortar. "It's originally meant to treat er...er...uhm ...erectional dysfunctions for older males who can't get it up anymore." He fetched the pestle and started to grind the pills.

"I dunno," Goggles looked skeptical, "that stuff killed people ...I mean, we just want to teach them a lesson".

Don't worry that stuff is an improved formula from a Chinese factory. They removed the harmful chemicals and even managed to increase the effect. I tell you even one of these bomb shells keeps you going for an all-niter. But this ...," the mortar was now filled with a bluish powder," ...this will send our sex gods into orbit."

"OK, if it does no harm..." it was obvious that Goggles still was hesitating.

" No harm at all, but pleasure beyond recognition, buddy," Spider assured him while he poured the powder on the table. He distributed it in two heaps and wrapped them in two papers from a note block. He offered one to his friend.

"Here you go; that's for your friend Blake. Just spike his welcome drink."

"OK, let's do it", Goggles took the paper pocket with a sigh.

"Great! So, on Friday evening, I will pick up Shawn from the gym and bring him over." Spider said.

"But how?" Goggles was still in doubt.

"Trust me, the wrestling champ is up for a surprise," Spider went to his cabinet and opened a drawer. He fetched a small black lacquer box and handed it to Goggles. "Open it!"

Goggles opened the cover and looked inside. The box contained a set of very fine silver needles, each about 6 in. long. "You devil!" He looked admiringly at Spider.

Spider smiled back at his friend: "As I said, you need to take the enemy down by turning his prowess against him. I am sure, Shawn will make no difference, and serve us his buddy on a silver plate. Trust me, this weekend will be a most impressive experience for our star hunks

"...an unforgettable experience, I'd say" Goggles grinned back.

Throughout the week the football team as well as the wrestling team experienced an unexplainable increase of their usual training units.

One evening Goggles and Spider were "accidentally" in the gym's shower room and listened to Shawn and Blake, who were showering after a tough workout session.

"Man, I don't know what's going on," Blake moaned while he was lathering his hefty cock," we never had that many fuckin' training units. It almost looks as if Coach wants to teach us a lesson. But I don't have any clue, if he is doing this on purpose."

"Same here," Shawn replied while shampooing his curly black hair," no idea what's going on, but it definitely sucks."

"I didn't have a chick since last week," Blake said."... and my balls are still blue since that fuckin' fire drill last Sunday. I need to get my rocks off."

"Yeah," Shawn replied," maybe we can do Professor Anderson again tonight. She is still on campus. A hot old bird, who is craving for my Johnson."

"And for mine," Blake added," but no chance, Buddy, we have to rush for the Library remember?"

"Shit!," Shawn spat on the floor," damned fucking schedule...I feel almost like a monk"

Spider grinned at his friend. "This monastic abstinence will come to an end pretty soon."

Finally Friday evening was there. When Spider entered the gym, Shawn was lying prone on a flat bench. He wore only a pair of tight red workout shorts. Two cuffs attached his ankles to a low pulley while he was training his hamstrings by doing leg curls.

The Chinese noticed a bottle containing an isotonic mineral drink peeking from the wrestler's gym bag, which he had discarded at the bench press.

" Hi, big boy," Spider said casually. "Hi Spider, how's it at hangin'?", Shawn laughed." Trying to get some meat to your bones, huh?"

" Well, I have to try, but I'll never be as good as you", Spider sighed in obvious envy, while he walked over to the bench press. Unnoticed from the muscular athlete he emptied the content into the bottle and watched satisfied how it dissolved without leaving even a hint that the liquid had been tempered with.

Spider moved his lanky body under the heavy barbell. He lifted it but instead of slowly lowering the weight to his chest his lean arms trembled and he lost control. The bar came down on his chest almost without any resistance.

"Aayyyy..heelp..urrgh," was all he could yelp.

Shawn realized immediately what was happening and rushed over to the Asian who was desperately struggling under the barbell. With a swift move he lifted the bar and mounted it back onto the supports.

"You fucking idiot! You could have killed yourself!" Shawn shouted at the coughing Chinese who struggled to get up. "If you do such an exercise, you always need someone to assist, at least a wimp like you".

Shawn shook his head in disbelieve and fetched the bottle from his bag. "You're lucky that I've been around," he took a good gulp and swallowed it.

"Shit, what a dumb ass you are," He offered the bottle to Spider who stared meekly to the floor," here, you want some?".

"No thanx," Spider declined politely," I am so sorry and really I do appreciate your help."

"Ahhh, fuck, forget it! But don't you ever do that again, understood China-Boy?!" Shawn glowered at the Asian.

"Of course, I won't", Spider promised in a low, almost desperate voice. Shawn took another sip and stuffed the bottle back into his bag.

"Now watch. I show you how to do this", the wrestler lay on his back and lifted the heavy barbell. He lowered the weight to his upper chest and pushed the bar up again. Spider watched admiringly the bulging muscles in Shawn's biceps and the heaving pectorals. After 20 reps, the wrestler's brawny body was drenched in sweat. " Enuff," Shawn was puffing. Unaware of the drug circulating in his system, he felt his accelerated pulse rate and wondered, whether he had overworked his body throughout the week's additional training units. Spider assisted him to balance the barbell and to put it back onto the support.

" Wow, you have a gorgeous body," Spider said in obvious admiration.

"So say the chicks, pal," Shawn replied with a grin. "Next year I will participate in the Allstate Bodybuilding competition. I am already quite good at it but it's still a way to go."

"Hey, you wanna watch some poses man?", Shawn asked. He was now proud to demonstrate his athletic superiority to the lean built Asian.

"That'll be great". Spider answered," but really, I don't want to bother you...".

"No prob man. Just wait a sec." Shawn was fiddling inside his gym bag. "Yep! Here we are!" he produced a skimpy posing slip that had the star-spangled banner for design.

Shawn discarded the shorts, his sweaty jock strap, bent over and stepped inside the posing slip. Amazingly - as no chick was around - his 10'' dick was somehow half erect and he felt a tiny tingling in his balls.

Grinning he adjusted the hefty cock and stepped on the matted floor in front of the mirrored wall. His sweaty body was glistening under the hot spotlights of the gym. He took a deep breath.

"Now watch the master, China-Boy. " He twisted his upper body right and left, his pumped muscles twitching and flexing.

Shawn let about half of the air out of his lungs and threw out his chest. He bent his arm about 90 degree with his palm facing up making a fist.

He turned his broad back towards Spider and tightened his gluts. Spider gulped at the sight of the sexy bubble butt.

The college hunk continued to tweak his pose changing the angle of his arms, chest and shoulder muscles by pulling biceps, triceps, deltoids, and pecs in different ways.

While pushing his fists against his sides, Shawn pulled the shoulder blades apart and spread the lats outward.

Now every muscle of his well-trained body flexed. He was pumped from head to toe. Quads completely flexed, abs flattened and tensed, and the broad pectorals flexed and stretched to the limit Shawn looked like Greek god throwing a broad smile at Spider who was watching in awe, wondering, whether their plan could succeed to conquer this powerful specimen of macho pride.

"Wow, you're really powerful!", Spider's compliment evoked a conceited sneer on Shawn's face.

"Well, China-Boy, that's all about training and genes of course. You Asian's are weedy wimps by nature; that can not be changed. However, with some work-out, I could make you at least ...uuhmmm....presentable."

Spider although shocked by the insult managed to produce a curious look. "Really ? Would you do that for me?"

"Sure man! Just take it as a special US Development Programme," Shawn smirked, "come I'll teach you some moves."

Still clad in his posing slip, that barely contained his bulging package he walked over to his bag and emptied the bottle down his throat.

" Take of your shirt, China-Boy!", he ordered.

"Ts, ts...you look miserable, you know that, huh?" he looked at Spider's lean body with unhidden disgust. The college hunk already regretted his offer. Well, he would teach China boy a tough lesson, so that he would quickly forget about any further one.

Without any warning he rammed his powerful body into the unprepared Asian. Spider's feet left the ground, while he was smashed on the mats. Before he was able to react he felt the brawny arms of the wrestler closing around him and trapping him into an iron bear hug. The lanky Chinese was struggling helpless to the roaring laughter of the college jock.

" Is that all you've got? Come on, fight it, put at least a little bit of effort in it!" Shawn shouted.

"Ooouuuw, let me go, that hurts!" Spider cried. Shawn unlocked his grip and grinned down feeling the moaning Chinese, who had slipped to the floor, holding his back in obvious pain. " You are such a sissy, you know! " Shawn said. "Get up, come on . I don't have time for ever. It's Friday night, and I have a chick waiting for me."

The hunk's thoughts about the future evening program were quite obvious as the tip of his cock was peeking over the rim of the slip which was now unable to control the bulging content. Spider could merely suppress a grin.

Shawn turned his back to the Chinese and said: " Now I'll teach you, how to get out of the bear hug. Here, grab around my neck and hold as tight as you can." Spider locked his arms around the American's sweaty body. He enjoyed the feeling of his naked flesh rubbing against the bulging muscles of the wrestler's back.

The Chinese did not know that the skin contact had as well an arousing effect on the American. The stimulating drug had increased the sexual responsiveness of his skin. Spider's grabbing and the "accidental" brushing over his sensitive nipples caused fantasies about the evening ahead flashing through his mind, which distracted him from the fight. Embarrassed he realized that he was growing a boner. Vigorously he shook his head to clear his mind

Without any effort Shawn broke Spider's hold, seized the surprised Asian and smashed him to the floor. " See, that's how it's done, " Shawn laughed. "Now try again." His arms akimbo he turned his back. He knew it offered a vulnerability to his opponent, but he didn't take the skinny Chinese seriously and it offered an opportunity to hide the bulging situation in his pouch.

Spider saw his chance and decided it was time to make his move. He reached inside the pocket of his sweat pants. When his hand came out, he was hiding the silvery shining acupuncture needle inside his palm. In Taiwan he had learned the ancient technique of acupuncture and he was well acquainted with the various nerve centers that controlled the body's functions.

He threw his arm around Shawn's throat, cutting off the surprised athlete's air supply by closing the crook of his arm over the windpipe. Furiously the wrestling captain tried to break the hold, but to his surprise, the Chinese managed to maintain his grip.

The intensive workout before had already reduced his strength a few notches and his increasing horniness made it difficult for him to focus.

To make matters worse, the hold started to affect the blood flow through the carotid arteries. Horrified, he realized his vision getting blurry. He already felt a weakness in his knees and had no choice, but to fall back on his heels.

His thighs spread wide apart forcing the rim of the posing slip further down until it cut under the swollen nut sack. His now fully erect cock pointed straight up.

"Not bad," thought Spider who watched the scene in the mirror," not bad at all."

Spider went down behind the retching muscle hunk on his knees, without releasing his hold for a moment.

" You give?", he asked innocently. " Never, urrgh", the desperately writhing wrestler answered with a strangled voice. His face blushed - not only from the oxygen shortage. He couldn't believe, how the lanky Asian could manage to put him so obscenely on display.

With a fluid motion the Chinese pushed the fine needle right between exposed joints of the athlete's lower back. As expected the needle was so tiny that Shawn didn't feel anything.

The needle hit a nerve center and a jolt of hot searing pain shot through the hunky body. With a loud scream he released Spider's arm. Now in panic he struggled feverishly to escape from the Asian's grip but another wave of pain made him collapse on his side crunched in a fetal position.

"My God what is happenin'!" Spider knelt beside the wailing wrestler. "I ... dunno aw shit that hurts so much...,"Shawn panted through clenched teeth, tears forming in his eyes.

The moaning wrestling champ was struggling to get on his feet. His arms and legs were trembling, desperately trying to push the buff body up on his knees. Against his will Shawn felt the control of his muscles slipping away. His breath was going ragged as the pain was sapping his remaining strength away. His panting got heavier while his moans changed into miserable whimpers.

"Ohh shit, oh nooooo...uumphhhh". Again an excruciating wave of pain smashed him on the floor and this time he felt he was not able to get up again.

Spider watched the brawny hunk lying face-down, shoulders and legs writhing in despair. A final desperate flexing of the buttocks: "Help me...", Spider heard a gargling sound from the fallen bodybuilder.

"Just relax, I do what I can", Spider knelt beside his muscular prey. His hands started kneading the crunched shoulder muscles. He felt now the trembling of the hot body and his own dick started to twitch in expectation. "Be patient buddy ... take your time", he muttered to himself.

"Wh..what..?" Shawn asked meekly. "Nothing Buddy, just relax, it's just a strained muscle. I'll fix you in no time." With a swift twitch he slightly repositioned the needle protruding from the wrestler's back.

A moan of relief came from his mouth while Shawn felt the Asian's surprisingly strong hands kneading his sweat slippery back. The hands traveled down past his ass and along his brawny thighs, across his lower legs to his feet. He almost yelled in surprise when Spider pressed his thumbs into the center of his soles. His hips twisted in reflex while Spider was stimulating acupressure points alongside the athletic feet.

Spider felt the pain gradually receding. At the same time a warm coziness was building up in his battered body and his eyes closed.

Somehow he sensed that the warmth was focusing on his groins. There was again a slight ticking in his nuts and almost simultaneously his cock started to fill with blood. Although Shawn did not understand what was happening he indulged into the comfortable sensations. A soft moan escaped from his lips and Spider knew that the drug was showing its effects.

He wondered whether he should remove the sweaty posing slip and slide his hands between the inviting buttocks. The Chinese was pretty sure that he could take the muscle hunk here and now, and that there was not much resistance that Shawn could put up. But he decided otherwise.

They wanted to go for the big game: the college's quarterback. After that, the wrestle boy would just fall like a ripe fruit into his hands. "Patience, Buddy," he told himself. But in the end he couldn't resist and wanted to take at least a small victory.

He cupped the relaxed buttocks of the unsuspecting Shawn with both palms of his hands and leaned forward. Pushing with the whole weight of his body he grinded the college boy's hips into the gym mat, well aware what that would do to the American's dick.

Shawn's eyes opened wide. He blinked while coming out of his momentary stupor and felt his dick pressed into the rubbery floor mat. Before he could even utter a sound he was flipped on his back. Blinded by the sharp light of the spots in the ceiling he vaguely recognized the face of the Chinese. His head came up. "What ..mmphh?" he tried to ask, but was silenced when Spider placed his palm over his mouth and pushed his head back on the mat.

"Shhhh...relax, you still need to be cautious", Spider looked at the wrestler's groin and grinned. The rock hard dick was throbbing in the rhythm of the heartbeat over the rim of the American flag designed slip. Pulsing veins in a tight cut foreskin circled the huge shaft and the crimson head was oozing clear college hunk pre-cum from the tip.

Spider wiped over the bulbous mushroom-shaped head and collected the gooey fluid into the palm of his hand forcing the semi-conscious jock to gasp.

"We are making progress, Baby", he thought satisfied, while he rubbed the mixture of Shawn's sweat and pre-cum into the skin that covered the tight six-pack.

When he reached the sculpted pecs, Shawn's eyes had closed again. Just the tips of Spider's index fingers rested on Shawn's nipples rubbing in circling motion along the broad orbs.

"Mmmmhhhhh..",the hunk gave an involuntary moan of pleasure, when his tits responded to the stimulations. Spider knew that it was time to move on. Abruptly he stopped his massage, cupped the heaving pecs and leaned with all his weight on the prone body in front of him.

The shoulder blades of the college wrestling team's captain were pushed into the mats.

"I guess, I win", Spider announced happily. "Shit!" was the only comment which the exhausted Shawn was able to.

"OK, Buddy, try to get up!" now the Chinese was in command. Feeling relieved from imminent pain Shawn got up, but his legs where somehow paralyzed and couldn't carry his weight. "Awww..shit!" with a moan he sank down on one knee.

"Listen if you would come to my place I could give you a better massage which will definitely help you," Spider suggested.

"OK, let's try that," Shawn replied," oh shit I can't get fuckin' up".

Spider lifted one of Shawn's brawny arms across his shoulders and helped the injured wrestler on his feet.

Together they limped down on the street to Shawn's bike. As Shawn was not able to sit there was no other way than to lay his hunky sweaty figure across Spider's thighs, while his head, arms and legs were dangling limp from both sides of the powerful roaring Honda.

Fortunately it was already dark and nobody was in the streets to watch the helpless college wrestling champ naked apart from his posing slip draped across the Chinese's lap driven across the campus.

The bell rang and when an impatient Goggles opened the door all he could say was:" WOW!"

A fully dressed Spider supported the famous captain of the college wrestling team, who was buck naked apart from a tiny pair of posing trunks and obviously sporting a hard-on. Shawn's sweaty, limp body was leaning against Spider while his head was lolling on the Chinese's shoulder.

"Help me," Spider was huffing, "that American bull gets quite heavy."

The two Asians led the semi-conscious hunk into Spider's bedroom. Shawn was hardly realizing what was happening around him. He felt strangely aroused but not really horny because of the distracting pain in his back.

By the time they had arrived at Goggles and Spider's apartment, the pain had increased again to an extent that Shawn felt unable to lie flat on his belly. He was on his knees his body was hunched and his sweat and tear soaked face was buried in the mattress.

Goggles shoved a cool towel that was drenched in an aromatic liquid under his face. "This will help. Just breathe in deeply and try to relax." Goggles advised. The only answer Shawn was able to, was a muffled grunt.

Spider returned now wearing just a pair of black silk boxers. "Why don't you put a nice movie on, to relax our guest?" he grinned to Goggles, while he mounted the bed straddling Shawn's head.

He lowered his buttock's pressing Shawn's face deep into the mattress. "Now that might hurt a bit, but soon you will relax".

Spider started moving his hands in concentric circles over the jock's broad back.

Shawn his head still fixed between Spider's thighs heard that a TV was switched on. Ecstatic moans of a woman filled the bed room. He was wondering what was going on, but still the pain was too strong to focus, although he felt some first signs of relief. Spider's massage seemed to work.

Spider finally moved behind the kneeling wrestler. He pulled Shawn's arms by the wrists between his muscular thighs holding him in that hunched position. Shawn coughed into the bed sheets gasping for breath. Spider nodded to Goggles who pulled Shawn up by his hair until his head was resting on his chin. Now he could breathe without restraint and he had a clear view to the TV screen where a blonde muscular man was apparently fucking the shit out of a moaning Asian girl.

"Just watch and relax I have to stretch your back for about 10 minutes now", Spider explained. He fell back on his butt and pushed his feet against Shawn's raised buttocks while pulling his arms tight.

Shawn was immobilized. He was forced in position and had no choice but to watch the porn. His sub conscience, already primed by the drug's ingredients, promptly reacted to the subtle combination of bodily domination and sexual stimulation. Spider watched in satisfaction the nut sack swelling in the tiny pouch.

Soon Shawn was entirely captured by the intensifying action on the screen. At first he didn't realize that a third actor had entered the scene. He was a lean Asian and moved behind the fucking muscle hunk. The Asian grabbed the Caucasian's shoulders and entered him effortlessly from behind.

"See that?", Goggle watched Shawn's face while the hunched athlete was mesmerized by the porn. "That's hot, huh?"

"I dunno...", Shawn's eyes never left the screen while his breathing was increasing.

"What's your problem?", Goggles asked innocently.

"That's...that's not right, I mean I am not into...hmm", Shawn stuttered.

"You are not into sex?", Goggles asked mimicking astonishment.

"Sure I am," Shawn protested, "but that ... I mean ... me ... I am not into sex with guys."

"Relax Buddy, we both know you are not gay," Spider said from behind.

"No I am straight," Shawn muttered, without much emphasis.

"But you are still watching the movie?", Goggles interrogated now.

"Hmm ...yes", Shawn stared at the screen were the Caucasian was now moaning under the Asian top.

"And it's hot, isn't it?" Goggles came back to his earlier question.

"Yeah...," Shawn was nervously licking his lips.

Deep in his mind, however, there was still the old cocky Shawn, who knew that something was wrong. But he didn't feel uncomfortable. The Asians were helping him, they were actually rather nice guys and he felt relaxed and cozy. Even more amazingly the pain was subsiding and gradually replaced by erotic sensations. He felt good. That certainly did not make him gay. He was not a fucking fag. It was normal for a young and healthy guy to be horny...

"...and it turns you on, isn't it?" Goggles interrupted his thoughts.

"Shit yeah, it is hot and yeah it turns me on!" Shawn almost yelled.

"Well, then it wouldn't be wrong to join into the fun!", Spider released Shawn's wrists and removed the acupuncture needle.

With a flowing motion he stripped the posing slip away. "This we don't need right now", Spider sniggered. The hunky athlete seemed not to feel uncomfortable being naked in bed with him. Things were working fine.

Shawn was kneeling on all fours and still focused on the TV screen. Playfully Spider slapped the elevated bubble but and started kneading the buttocks with strong circular motions. When he pushed he felt Shawn pushing back in reflex. He grinned at Goggles who was starting to undress, knowing that the moment of conquest was near.

Soon Spider and Shawn got into a rhythm. The springs of the bed were squeaking softly, just as pair of lovers was indulging in love-making.

When Spider felt that Shawn had accepted the rhythmic bucking motion he started to spread the buttocks apart. He spit into the opening cleft and watched the gooey mixture of saliva and sweat flowing inside the clean shaved ass crack covering Shawn's virgin hole. Spider's thumbs met over the hunk's behind entrance and teased it by applying slight pressure.

Shawn did not change the rhythm and continued watching the screen, where the Caucasian had now completely submitted to the Asian top. Spider went for the kill.

Without a warning he buried his face between the muscular butt cheeks and started licking the inviting hole. In a first reflex the gluts were straining, but soon they relaxed and the confused sphincter started to quiver under the sweet assault.

"Ohhh, yeahhhh!" Shawn moaned as his head was lolling between his shoulders. Juicy smacking sounds from his behind told that Spider's tongue advanced and penetrated the crumbling macho defenses.

"Ouuummmmmm...", Shawn threw his head backward, his eyes clenched close in delight, when the tongue was probing into undiscovered regions.

Goggles, now naked, moved in front of him and grabbed the sweaty face with his two hands. He watched Shawn's eyes opening and locked them with a stare from his own grey eyes.

The thick glasses had magnifying effect on the Vietnamese's eyes. Shawn felt unable to break the eye contact.

"It's hot and you like it," Goggles whispered.

"Yeah, I like it", Shawn repeated automatically.

"Tell me you want it," Goggles whispered, "tell me you need it badly!"

"I want it yeah and ...oh shit I need it badly!" Shawn replied without hesitation.

"Good boy", Goggles whispered. He pulled Shawn's face towards his and forced the college hunk into a French kiss.

"Mmmphhh...mmhhh," Shawn's tongue was wrestling with the Vietnamese invader.

Spider, his face still buried in the succulent ass reached behind him fetching a pack of rubbers he had prepared earlier. He grabbed between the muscular thighs and stripped the condom over Shawn's rock hard shaft. Twisting and kneading it he started to milk the wrestler like a premium cow.

The simultaneous rimming, kissing and milking sent Shawn over the edge. Whatever doubts or even faint resistance there might have remained, all that was washed away by an avalanche of hot steamy lust which flooded his systems.

Having been deprived from release for a week now his nuts were almost bursting from hot cum. The drug was keeping his dick hard as steel. There was no holding back anymore; just the unconditional surrender to the sweet sensation the two Asian's were providing him.

Spider felt clear indications of the approaching climax. The swollen cock jerked wildly and the sphincter contracted around his tongue.

The star athlete who had forced so many opponents and girls on their backs was about to suffer a number of defeats in a row. First a skinny Asian weakling had forced the muscle packed bodybuilder into a humiliating submission.

Then the straight super fucker had allowed for the first time in his life a man to rim his ass and to touch his cock.

Even worse, he an undisputed campus macho was French kissed by the campus nerd.

More badly, the same wimp who had bested him was forcing him to shoot a fucking load. The worst however, was that he realized the confession the nerd had forced from him was true: He liked it.

The merciless milking left him no chance. Helpless he felt his groin contract. His hips were bucking wildly while his skin was flushed with crimson color.

Driven by pure instinct his arms locked the Vietnamese in a fierce embrace, while he now actively returned the kiss.

Promptly Goggles released Shawn's head and started to twist the hardened nipples protruding from the wrestler's flexing pecs with his fingers. Almost simultaneously Spider released the throbbing symbol of college hunk manhood and closed his thumb and index finger around the heavy nut sack, separating the balls from the base of the cock. Tugging them roughly he slapped the exposed balls with the palm of the other hand and that did it. Goggles watched the jock's eyes glazing over.

"Uuurgghhh...mmmmmphhhh...ffckkk", Shawn's cries of pleasure were muffled by Goggles kiss while spurt after spurt of his hot cum filled the condom. Finally the flow of jizz subsided but the drug made sure his dick did not go soft.

The exhausted American was still caught in the aftermath of his climax when he was flipped around, lying spread eagled flat on his back.

He felt the condom over his still hard cock being replaced by a fresh one and his legs being lifted up.

Alarm bells rang, clearing partly his oversexed mind. Something was definitely wrong. Already confused and embarrassed, having accepted getting jacked off rimmed and kissed by men, although he was a straight guy, here he would draw the line.

"Stop it!", he pushed Spider back, who was surprised about the unexpected resistance.

" Hey, what's wrong with you, you liked it, didn't you? "

" What's wrong? Everything is wrong, I'm no fucking faggot, you know!", Shawn protested.

" No, you are not, but what is the problem to enjoy yourself? " Spider replied.

" But, but... ", Shawn stammered, " it's just not normal and I am not into guys."

" Well, I don't think so, " Spider held the cum-filled condom in front of Shawn's face.

The hunk blushed."Th.. tha ...that was just ... because ...uhm ... because you caught me by surprise."

" You think so?," Spider asked with a smile. "I'll bet you'll cum again for a man and you'll enjoy that."

" I will never cum for a man, " Shawn retorted in determination. " OK, " Spider said, " I guess the bet is on then? ".

"What the fuck...?" Shawn was too surprised to get up, when Goggles already kneeled over his head trapping his arms on both sides of his body. Before he could protest, the little Vietnamese lowered his butt and rubbed it in his face. Mechanically his lips parted and he started to rim the Asian, who in return twisted his protruding tits, knowing what kind of effect this would have.

"Nooooooo.....!" a weak cry echoed through Shawn's mind while his body betrayed him again signaling to be ready for another dose of raunchy sex.

"Don't stop rimming!" Goggles command interrupted the thoughts spiraling through his mind. Shawn continued obediently to eat the Asian's ass. He felt how the twisting of his sensitive nipples turned him on again.

Spider had discarded his silk boxers. Like every part of his body was somehow long, his 11'' cut cock made no exception. It was not as thick as Shawn's, but it would invade the cocky hunk in places Shawn did never even dream about.

"Now let's see who the wimp here is!" the Chinese grabbed the strong ankles and forced the brawny legs apart as wide as possible. The buttocks spread open leaving the virgin butt hole unprotected for the imminent assault. Although he had already lubed it well during the rimming, Spider spit another glob of saliva on the rosy sphincter.

The tough wrestling champ was conquered without any sensational battle. His cherry was busted by the first thrust of the Asian pile-driver and Spider determined to set the record straight for all times, did ram his dick into the muscle boy's ass up to the hilt.

Shawn felt like being split into halves. Something huge and long penetrated him, immediately taking all the fight out of his mind. He knew he was taken, but it didn't hurt as much as he had been afraid it would. Actually he adjusted quickly.

He was after all a tough guy and could take it up the ass easily. Shawn was wondering whether the chicks he was fucking felt likewise while he was filling their pussies with his hot rod. Knowing the effect of a tight pussy he contracted his sphincter in order to give Spider some additional pleasure. Hey, at least he would do a good job.

"Yeah man tighten that hole", Spider hissed through clenched teeth, proofing to Shawn that his action had the desired effect.

Well he would show the tiny Asians that he was still in control. May be he was not that straight anymore, but if he was a fag, at least he would consider himself being a top rather than a fucking bottom.

Goggles felt strong arms lifting him from the hunk's face. Looking down he met Shawn's grin. "Give me that," Shawn grabbed Goggle's dick, stuffed it between his lips starting eagerly to suck his first cock.

Goggles looked in surprise at Spider who grinned back. "The boy is a fast learner."

He continued to pound Shawn's ass while embracing the wrestler's thighs and fixing them over his lean chest.

Shawn was in heaven. That was better than with any girl he had before. He would make Goggles shoot his load and suck that Vietnamese fag dry. As for the Chinese he could take this fuck for hours and was confident he would were the Asian out with his superior physical condition.

Shawn shifted his body slightly and tried to grab Spider's balls to give them a nice massage.

Before he could reach the Chinese's nuts, however, he sensed that something had changed with the angle the cock was moving inside of him.

It hit a spot that sent sparks of pure lust through his system. A shiver ran through his body and Spider knew he had hit the bloke's prostrate.

Shawn was confused again. The overpowering sensation thwarted his attempts to focus.

Spider rammed his long dick once more deep inside the athlete's chute, left it for a moment wiggled it, moved back and pumped forward again. He almost felt how he battered the helpless bodybuilder's prostrate into exhaustion.

Shawn's muscle packed body tensed and flexed as if he was posing, only this time he was out of control. Each time the invading dick hammered the sensitive surface of the prostrate he was sent sky high to peeks of lust almost unable to bear.

His back arched from the mattress in the agony of ecstasy. Animal like groans came from his throat, which was gagged by Vietnamese dick.

He felt almost close to passing out trying to signal Spider to stop. But simultaneously his body demanded the stimulations to go on, trapping his mind in a whirlwind of horniness.

"Come on baby, don't fall asleep!", he faintly heard Goggles who was now fucking his face in earnest.

It happened fast and there was nothing that Shawn was able to do about it. His red flushed body tensed again and Spider and Goggles watched in triumph how the condom filled with spurt after spurt of hot white cum, and this even without having touched the throbbing dick.

Throughout the night Shawn was enslaved in a sexual delirium. Both Spider and Goggles topped him again and again in various positions, making sure he came as well when they fed their loads into his mouth and into his ass.

Every ounce of power and every drop of cum was systematically extracted from the poor college hunk, who never even came close to "being in control".

In fact he learned to serve the two Asians and was proud of it, although he felt slightly embarrassed when after the effects of the drug vanished his body let him down and his shrinking cock couldn't produce any cum anymore. By that time Goggles had collected six cum-filled condoms from the dismantled wrestling champ.

When the morning came, the former campus macho was history. But Spider was a generous conqueror. It took not much effort to convince the brawny college hunk to work for Spider as his personal houseboy.

He fully understood that Goggles needed one as well and accepted the Asians suggestion to bring a friend.

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