Taming the Campus Jocks 2 (mm hypno 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.

I am dedicating this little story to Cicero, who has encouraged and inspired me not just by advice but as well by his fine stories and without whom I'd never dared to publish this story.

Read Chapter 1

They would have preferred to sleep long into the day, but a nervous Goggles did not permit Shawn and Spider to rest too long. He was now eager to get his revenge on Blake Dennings; the whole weekend ahead he didn't want to miss an hour.

Shawn, still somewhat groggy from the all-niter, agreed to call Blake over. The quarterback had found his friend's gym bag earlier in the morning and was relieved to hear that Shawn was alright.

"You are hangin' with these two losers?" Blake did not bother hiding his disgust.

"I had a kind of muscle problem, but Spider managed to fix me. Can you bring me my stuff, will you?" Shawn asked over the phone.

"Ok whatever, I'll drop by", Blake hang up.

15 Minutes later the door bell was ringing. Goggles opened and was looking right into the smirking face of his arch-nemesis. The husky figure of the college quarterback leaned casually against the door frame. His helmet and the gym bag were dangling from his shoulder. He was wearing worn out sneakers, tight jeans with tears around the knees and a skin-tight Navy blue tank top. The chiseled muscular biceps was displaying a USMC tattoo. Goggles knew that the stud intended to join the Marines after finishing college.

In contrast to Shawn, who was the stocky built, beefy type, Blake Denning stood 6.1 ' tall. However, far from being slim like Goggles, his body was an artwork of pure lean muscle without an ounce of body fat. His arms legs and trunk were a marvelous composition of thoroughly worked-out packages of defined sculpted muscles and sinewy tendons.

The choppy, medium long cut hair was spikey with shades of frosty red and gold. A silver ring pierced his earlobe. The light grey eyes with spots of green shot glances that made the girls knees getting weak. A 5 o'clock shadow shrouded his jaws which were working on a chewing gum.

"Hi gook!", Blake gave Goggles a haughty grin, while pushing the small Vietnamese aside entering without even waiting for an invitation.

"Hey shoes off!" Goggles shouted after him. Blake turned back to the Vietnamese.

"You talkin' to me?", the hunky stud dropped the gym bag and with a swift move he pushed his helmet over Goggles head.

"If you want to talk to a man, you have to be a man," Blake smirked.

The black football helmet with the red flashes was too big for the small Asian's head and Goggles looked ridiculous.

"Rice dwarf, you're a loser," still forcing the helmet down on the meekly struggling Asian Blake pulled Goggles face into his sculpted six pack abs.

"See - this is what a man is," Blake laughed. Goggles was fighting to breathe, while his nose was filling with pure male scent. Blake had obviously jogged from his frat house and his shirt was damp from his man's sweat.

He gave the Asian a raw push making him tumble back down on his haunches. He fetched his helmet took the chewing gum from his mouth and glued it right on the nose tip of the surprised Goggles.

"Yuck!" Goggles yelled in disgust. "You are such an oaf ......"

Blake answered by releasing a dry fart and headed to the living room, where Shawn and Spider were sitting on the floor which was covered by rice straw mats. He was surprised to see his friend clad only in a posing slip.

"Hi, wazzup' man!" Blake greeted his friend, ignoring Goggles, who still tried to explain, that shoes were not appreciated in an Asian home.

"Come on, be nice and take that fuckin' sneakers off!" Shawn asked his friend.

"I don't want to stay with these pathetic weasels ", Blake snorted.

"Stop behaving like a jerk, and sit down for a sec," Shawn replied, " if you 're up to it, Spider can give you a massage to relax. He is pretty good at that "

"I don't want any damn massage from a fuckin' Asian prick," Blake grumbled, but squatted down on the straw mat. He took his sneakers off revealing a pair of large naked feet.

"Would you care for some tea?" Spider asked who had been silent so far.

"I don't want your fuckin' tea, haven't you got any beer?" Blake was still grumbling.

" Sure, " Goggles replied and disappeared into the kitchen. He returned with an open cab of beer and placed it in front of Blake. Blake emptied the can with one big gulp. "Ahhh not bad, ... ooops " he belched. Goggles nodded slightly to his Chinese friend, while opening another can. The jock had taken the spiked drink.

"So, what are you doing anyway? I was missing you at the gym. " he asked Shawn.

" Well, yesterday I was working out and strained my back. Couldn't walk anymore, and Spider cured me with a Chinese massage. " Shawn didn't go into the details about what else happened during the night.

" ... and I was showing him some poses from my competition, you know." Shawn continued, " Spider was just telling me, that Asian women pay a lot of money for pictures of good looking Caucasian men. So I was wondering to make some money, I really could use it, I'm broke. "

"Maybe you are interested as well? " Spider asked Blake.

"Hey that's not for a fucking porn magazine, is it? ", Blake asked suspiciously, " I don't wanna have my damn' picture all over the place, you know. "

"Well, of course, it's a kind of porn magazine, " Spider admitted, " but don't worry, these are sold in Japan only and in Japanese language, so nobody in America will ever see them."

"I damn sure could use a couple of bucks," they had Blake's attention.

The two Asian friends told the college stud that Japanese women where craving for sexy photo shots of muscular Caucasians.

"100 bucks for a sexy butt and 500 bucks for an American cock. That's easy money you know", Spider was teasing. A few more cans of beer later and the arrogant jock agreed to a photo session.

"We take the shots in the bedroom, of course," Goggles said.

"Wherever. Let's get it over with!" Blake followed Goggles to his bedroom.

"You're in on this, buddy?" Blake asked his friend over his shoulder.

Before Shawn could answer, Spider grabbed his arm and pulled him towards Spider's bedroom.

"You promised to teach me some wrestling holds, remember?"

"Oh yeah," Shawn said, " may be I'll join you later ..." The lanky Chinese pushed him inside the bedroom.

"First things first," Spider followed him gave Goggles an encouraging glance and closed the door.

"Please come in here," Goggles ushered the hunky football player to his room.

Apparently Goggles had made some preparations. The king size bed was moved into the center of the room. The mattress was covered with a pink silk blanket.

"No way I'll get on that one!" Blake protested. "That looks fuckin' queer"

"Asian taste," Goggles apologized, "just ignore it."

"Now just hop on ", Goggles said while fetching his digital camera. Blake kneeled hesitantly on the mattress, facing the Vietnamese with a bored arrogant expression. "What now?" he snorted. The bed squeaked in protest under the weight of the athletic body.

"Please take your shirt of, "Goggles said.

Blake stripped the tank top over his head revealing his muscle-packed torso. He looked gorgeous. The well-developed six-packs abs narrowing to the smaller waist still clad in the tight jeans. His tanned knees were peeking through the tears around the knees.

Goggles fetched Blake's discarded helmet from the floor.

"Put this one on, it looks hot," Goggles said and he was right. The bare-chested athlete made an awesome display.

"Let's take some shots from your back.." Goggles suggested after some shots.

"Whatever...", Blake turned around. Goggles admired the sculpted buttocks clearly shaped by the tight jeans.

"Now please put your hands behind your head and flex the biceps.

"Yeah great!" While the unsuspecting jock was posing, Goggles hit a button on the keyboard of his PC. A little green light signaled that the web cam was activated. Spider had spread the rumor that a male stripper would broadcast his show on the campus intranet, and the female college population was most eager to watch.

"Now slowly turn around and face me again ... good, ok beautiful, and flex your arms" Goggles was taking shots, while Blake's brawny body was broadcasted across the campus.

"Please take the jean's off, but keep the helmet," Goggles said.

During the next 30 minutes Goggles lead the hunky stud, who was wearing only his helmet and a pair of black skin tight briefs, through a number of poses. He told the grinning jock how the Japanese women would drool over his photos. May be, Goggles suggested, some would come over to visit him. He realized with satisfaction that the drug started to work. The hefty dick was slowly growing under the tight black fabric.

Blake felt it too. The posing job turned him on. Although he felt a somehow awkward throwing a boner in front of the Vietnamese, he convinced himself that he was posing for some Asian chicks in the first place. If the Japanese chicks were craving for American dick, he would give them what they wanted. His mind got caught in a fantasy with three Japanese chicks and himself in the center.

In the meantime the mobile phones were ringing all over the campus. The message that the star quarterback of the college football team was giving a strip show on web cam was spreading like a wild fire.

Blake finally peeled off briefs. Wearing just the helmet, he proudly put his muscle-packed body on display.

Spider threw a bottle of posing oil from Shawn's gym bag on the bed. "Get yourself oiled up, will you?"

Goggles was continuously taking pictures, while Blake was massaging the oil into his gorgeous physique.

"Pump your pecs, will you ... ok just fine, hold it!" Goggles instructed while the flashlight was firing, bathing the muscular body in glistening jolts of bluish light.

"Now play with your nipples, yes that looks great, twist them ...wow," Goggles was amazed how obedient the arrogant jock was following his instructions. He watched the tits hardening as a response to the stimulation and what effect it had on Blake's hard-on.

The stud was definitely in heat. He indulged in the sensations, while he was rubbing the oil into his suntanned skin. His hands traveled down from his pecs over the abs and back to his dimpled butt.

He kneeled and followed Goggles demands even when the Asian asked him to spread his buttocks. Goggles got a first view at the rosy pucker. Without any further encouragement from Goggles he even started to apply the oil generously between the melon-shaped butt cheeks. Blake's body, including his ass and balls, was smooth shaved except his pubic hairs, because he felt it made him look more masculine when his dick was rising from a nest of blonde hairs.

He was lost in his fantasies slowly stroking his 11'' cut schlong making it glistening from the oil. Goggles waited until the first drops of pre-cum appeared in the piss slit on top of the mushroom head, before he made his next move.

"OK, that looks nice and now we need this." Goggles reached inside a drawer and threw an object in front of the kneeling hunk. The black object landed with a thud.

"No way", Blake looked at the thing in shock. It was jet black with a glossy surface and shaped like a perfect man's dick: a 15'' inch dildo easily dwarfing his own hefty quarterback manhood.

"But ...," Goggles started.

"No way I am shoving this up my ass!", Blake rejected determined.

"Just chew on it. The chicks get off on it, when a hunk does it", Goggles urged.

Hesitant the big football player fetched the giant dildo.

"Close your eyes and imagine it is a cone of ice-cream," Goggles suggested.

Blake closed is eyes and opened his lips. Slowly he started to lick the black rod and finally started to chew.

The audience on the intranet, including now a number of his team mates, watched in disbelieve the cock sucking star quarterback.

"Now would you sit on it," Goggles suggested almost casually.

"Fuck you! I told you, no way, I am not going to shove that fuckin' thing up my ass", Blake almost shouted.

"I didn't say that you have to do that," Goggles replied quickly, "just pretend and I take the shots"

Still reluctant Blake placed the dildo between his well-oiled butt buns. The huge mushroom shaped head poked menacingly against his sphincter.

"Great man, that looks hot," Goggles encouraged him," now keep it there and play with your nipples. Carefully balancing on his heels Blake kept the dildo in place while he started to rub his hands in circles over his muscular pecs.

Again the stimulations of the tits did the trick. The stud relaxed visibly. His eyes closed.

"Oh yeah, that ... feels good," he moaned.

Still twisting one nipple Blake closed one hand around his bulging testicles and started to rub the slippery oil covered nut sac.

This was the moment Goggles had waited for. He switched the button on the dildo's remote control.

Blake's eyes opened confused when he felt the vibrating sensation between his buttocks.

"What the fuck..? ...Ooooohmmmm." The sensation was hot and stimulating. Involuntarily he lowered his ass to get the most from the stimulations.

"Ohhh yeah, that's fucking hot, aaahhhhh," the vibrations of the dildo massaged the sphincter ring.

Goggles knelt behind the hunky football player and started to kneed the brawny shoulders.

"Just relax you are too tense," he lulled the American into a more relaxed state.

Blake leaned further back. His rock hard cock pointed obscenely straight upward and started to pulse in rhythm with his heartbeat. The dildo head forced the virgin sphincter slightly open. It was by far too big to slip in, but the sensation intensified. Slowly the heavy athletic body started to rock. Blake's head lolled back, while his fist was stroking his swollen cock.

Goggles twisted the button and the vibrator shifted into high gear. The powerful vibrations pushed forcefully against the virgin ass hole of the horny college hunk. A part of his mind knew about the risk being impaled but his instincts told him that the vibrations at his bunghole provided most attractive sexual stimulations. Involuntarily he tried to go as far as possible and to get the maximum from the situation.

Goggles started to lick across the muscular neck. Softly he nibbled at the earlobe.

"Wha ... ah yeah that feels gooood," Blake first protested but when he felt a soft bite at his neck he gave in to the horny sensations.

Goggles moved now in front of the turned on muscle boy. His hands rested on the oiled skin of Blake's shoulders slowly massaging the relaxed muscles. Blake's eyes went half open. The Asian's dark eyes, unnaturally enlarged by the thick glasses he was wearing, filled Blake's vision. Somehow these big dark eyes kept immobile in place. He felt warm and comfortable. What the Vietnamese was doing felt good.

"You're a fuckin' nerd ... mmmmh ... but that ffffeeelthhhh good, " he drawled his eyes now almost shut.

Goggles was slowly rising shifting the weight of his body on to the college hunk's shoulders.

"Uuurrgh...uuhh..nnnnoo..stoppp..", Blake looked up at the Vietnamese in concern while the sphincter ring started to give way. Too late did he try to lean forward. His balance was already lost and Goggles prevented him from getting up. The loud buzzing dildo virtually screwed itself inside the never before violated chute of the muscle jock.

"Oooohhh Fuuuuck! Shit! Noooooo!" The hunk's eye's opened wide", .....aawwww," he howled because now it really hurt.

"Yessss! Get stuffed fuck-brain!" Goggles cheered and pushed the star quarterback back.

The giant black dildo head slipped past the anal ring and disappeared with a sucking sound.

"Arrgh!! Shit!" Blake shouted while his cherry was popped.

He was still wondering whether the many virgins he had deflowered had felt likewise, when his internal ass lips where exposed to the vibrating stimulations. Blake was hit by a wave of hot horny desire despite the painful intrusion. Against his will he felt turned on. While he was moaning, he felt utter embarrassment for putting such a humiliating show on display for the Asian. Little did he know that it wasn't just Goggles who had witnessed his deflowering ...

"You are doing fine! Marvelous!" The nerd shot picture after picture of his well-oiled pumped up body, while he was screwing himself with a damn dildo. Blake managed to get hold of the base of the big rod and tried to pull it out. But that did only intensify the stimulations of his inner sphincter. He felt zapped as if an electric shot had hit him. His balls contracted and he almost blew his fucking load. He released the rod back into his ass. Relentless it buzzed on, dragging the thick shaft deeper inside as well.

The vibrations inside his asshole were spreading over his pelvis until they hit the abdominal wall. The trembling hunk felt the control over his body gradually slipping away. Various muscle groups contracted and relaxed, while the whole weakening body was convulsing in uncontrollable spasms.

"Unnnghhh..aarghhhhhh," he grunted while he slumped on his tattooed back.

Blake reached again for the tormenting thing to tear it from his violated bung hole. However the dildo was now deeply stuck inside his ass and the pain prevented him from pulling the bulbous head past the tightly shut sphincter ring.

When the vibrations hit the sensitive surface of the prostrate, the intranet audience watched the muscular body helplessly flipping on the bed like a fish on dry land. Each time his meaty butt hit the mattress the dildo was impaling him deeper.

"Oh no. Fuck ... not this ... I can't hold back ... oh fuckkkk!" Blake howled while he was jerking in horny agony.

Suddenly his back arched until his whole body rested just on his shoulder blades and on his heels deeply digging into the mattress. As if time and motion had been stopped Blake's body remained fixed in that position. His mouth was wide open, his toes curled. His mighty cock stood straight, the blue vein encircling the throbbing shaft was pulsing. Finally, without being touched a wad of hot white college hunk jizz exploded from the piss hole. The white stream shot high in midair before it split up in dozens of gooey droplets that splattered back on muscular torso.

"UUuuuuhhh ...huh...huh.huh", Blake panted.

"Looks as you are enjoying yourself," Goggles smirked. The jock threw a murderous glare at him.

"You motherfuckin' Asian bastard! You set me up!," Blake was shouting in boiling fury,"get that damn thing out of my fuckin' ass."

"Oh, why didn't you say so earlier?" Goggles moved to the bed.

He joined the panting college jock and pushed his thighs apart.

"What the fuck ...??", Blake started.

"Don't be a sissy, I need to get my hand on it, isn't it," Goggles replied.

Blake didn't care anymore about the embarrassing situation. He desperately wanted that buzzing thing out of him and fast. He even grabbed his legs and pulled his knees up offering Goggles access to his violated ass.

The small Vietnamese looked down at his sweat soaked trembling enemy. How could he ever have been afraid, he was wondering. He remembered Spider's words "...turn your enemy's strength against him ..." while his right hand seized the vibrating shaft. At the same time his left hand closed around the still hard dick. The drug would make sure he wouldn't go soft too soon.

"What the fuck..," Blake started again but couldn't finish.

Goggles knew exactly how to hit the most sensitive points inside his skewered nemesis ass. Holding the twitching cock with his left hand in a firm grip he thrust the buzzing dildo with a spiraling motion up Blake's ass as far as it would go.

"Aaaaaiiiieehh...," the jock yelled.

Blake's eyes almost jumped from their sockets. In a futile attempt to get a hold on the Vietnamese, he jerked his torso upwards. But instead of hauling himself at Goggles as he had intended he stopped and followed Goggles stare to his abs. The whole sculpted six-pack was vibrating from the dildo which was working against the muscles from the inside. His prostrate was somehow trapped between the dildo head and the abdominal wall. The sensations were overwhelming.

In an instant he lost control of his muscles. It felt as if all his energy had been sapped from one moment to the other. Instead his whole system was flooded with a wave of horniness.

"Ooooooouuuuuuuuhhhhhh", he groaned

With terror he realized that he was about to be sucked into a vortex of mind-numbing ecstasy.

"Now let's check how this joystick works!" Goggles hand pumped the dark red quarterback dick, while his thumb was massaging the sensitive surface of the twin bulges below the oozing piss hole.

"Nnnnooo ... don't touch me like that ... I .. I ...," Blake pleaded now while his body shivered in anticipation of an unwanted but inescapable climax.

"You called me a loser, wasn't it," Goggles asked. "Well, and then you said you were a man." The Asian giggled while the helpless athlete was writhing and moaning.

"But if you are such a strong man, how come that now I am holding you where it counts? Who is the loser now, as I am milking your pathetic cock and drain the juice from your shrinking balls?"

"Fuck you!," Blake grunted through clenched teeth, while his thumbs and fingers played absentminded with his hardened nipples.

Goggles bent the pulsing dick towards the taunt abs, making the stud jerk wildly.

"Arrgh shit!" Blake gasped. His back arched again in unbearable lust while Goggles kept him at the edge of another climax.

"You are squirming like a whore! How does it feel being the impaled fucker?" Goggles mockery burnt like acid in the macho mind of the trembling hunk. Strangely he felt a sort of excitement being dominated by the weaker Asian. Goggles bragging hit a button inside his system, making him even hornier.

"Yeah ...mmmh," an involuntary moan escaped from his mouth.

"As you are enjoying the stick so much, you surely will love the real thing", Goggles pulled the dildo almost completely from Blake's ass testing how much force he needed to apply until the vibrating sphincter started to open.

"Huuuuhh ...you motherfuuu..uurgghhh," Blake groaned delirious.

Twisting his wrist, Goggles buried the black shaft again up to the hilt into the cleft of the flexing muscle butt.

"Aaarrgh ... yeahhhhh ... fuck ...damn you!" The football star howled in untamed delight.

"Yeah, the real thing, "the Vietnamese repeated, "soon you will dance on my Asian rod and I will ask you who is the top man then ..."

He pulled the precum oozing dick towards himself and lifted simultaneously the dildo. The scrotum got trapped in between the ball of his thumb and the buzzing base. Blake went ballistic. He virtually felt the cream in his nuts vibrating.

"Shiiiit! Nnnooo...nnnggg...huuuuuuhhhh....huuuh," Blake's body collapsed in spasms, wildly thrashing out of control,"..arrrghhhhh..ohhh..noo...stop it..no ...shit..you make me shoot my fuckin' load!"

Goggles did neither stop nor release his prey from the imminent climax. Keeping the dildo in place he continued to pump the swollen manhood of the moaning jock. He finally watched in triumph as the balls rose inside the nut sac up to the base of the dark purple shaft, desperately trying to react to the continuous stimulations.

This is not happening. Blake's mind was reeling. How could he get into such a mess? He should crush that Asian bug in an instant. Instead the gook had got him by the balls and he was moaning like bitch in heat.

Googles twisted the throbbing dick into an almost impossible angle. Blake's eyes opened wide. The sensation was overwhelming. He felt his nuts releasing a new load of his jism, feeding it into his rhythmically pumped dick.

"Aaaarghhhhh ... stop!" he moaned loudly while a fresh streak of his cum drizzled across his belly to his pecs, leaving even a drop drooling from his jaw.

"So you want me to stop?" Goggles asked.

"Yeah, stop it man!" Blake gasped.

"Not good enuff, pal," Goggles said in a cold voice.

"Ok..ok I say it...oh shit it cums again..., please stop!" Blake groaned.

"You will respect me from now on and call me 'Sir', understood?" Goggles asked.

"Yes..yes Sir, I'll promise, I'll be good, but please stop, " Blake was sobbing now," you fucked me good I can't take it any more!"

"You want me to take it out, then?" Goggles asked slyly.

"Yes, take it out!" Blake yelled now in desperation.

"I can't hear you, muscle boy!" Goggles teased.

"Please Sir take it out," Blake proved to be a fast learner.

"Say that you are my bitch now," Goggles continued the torment.

"Fuck no!" a last desperate attempt of defiance. The Asian tightened his grip around the shaft.

"Arrrgh! No please, stop, I'll be good, I'll be a good boy", Blake said quickly.

"Ok, and I am your fuckin' muscle bitch", he howled in desperation," I said it ! I did say it! Please Sir, take it out, you are killing me!!!"

"As you wish, bitch!" Goggles grinned. Brutally he pulled the black rod from its crevice. It came out with a rich plopping sound, leaving the overstretched man hole open like a subway tunnel.

"Aaaiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...", Blake's voice finally cracked and he could only utter high-pitched screams. His eyes were glazed, while his force-milked dick oozed another whitish gooey stream that dribbled over the Asian's slowly stroking fist down into his pubic hairs.

Goggles stepped back devouring the sight in front of him. Caught in the aftermath of his orgasm, Blake's muscle-packed body was still on his back, soaked in sweat and his own cum. As if he was paralyzed the stud was still folding his arms around his legs exposing his conquered asshole which was only slowly closing.

Goggles stripped the T-shirt over his head and stepped from his cargo pants. Now it was his own private show, that was about to begin.

Blake was gradually recovering. The first thing he noticed was that something was rubbing his chest and abs. Then after his blurry vision cleared, he recognized Goggles, who was cleaning him up with his own tank top, kneeling between is spread legs, Then it occurred to him that the Asian was naked.

"You really made a mess, you know?" he heard Goggles speaking softly.

"What ...?" the dizzy stud asked.

"You have a gorgeous body, I would like to be your friend." Goggles continued leaning forward. He rolled the sweat and cum soaked shirt to a string and put it under Blake's neck. It took him quite an effort to pull the limp form of the brawny athlete - still wearing his helmet - towards him.

The Asian's dark eyes, unnaturally enlarged by the thick glasses, filled Blake's vision.

"You liked what I did to you, don't you?" Goggles asked.

Blake's arms were hanging powerless at the sides of his weak body. His head lolled back and his mouth opened slightly. Goggles couldn't hold back any longer. His mouth closed over the jock's sensual lips.

The attack took Blake by surprise. Mechanically his tongue started to play with Goggles tongue who was softly exploring his mouth. His arms were slowly rising embracing the lean Asian body. Then it occurred to him what he was doing.

"Nnnooo! I am not a fuckin' queer!" Blake pushed the Vietnamese back.

"Suck this!" Goggles pulled the jock's head towards his chest and forced one tit of his flat pec into Blake's mouth.

"Mmmmm...mmmpf..mpff," sucking smacking sounds filled the room. Blake's heavy body sank back pulling the Asian with him.

The Vietnamese thumbs worked on the American's tits well-knowing what sensations this would cause in the muscular body below him. He felt the grip of the powerful arms weakening.

"Your tities like that, isn't it?" Goggles asked slyly.

"Nno ... mmmppf," Blake denied but didn't stop to suck the Asian's tits in reciprocation until he was gently pushed down.

Goggles kissed Blake's sweaty face. He softly licked the well-defined cheeks feeling the beard stubbles on his tongue. He nibbled Blake's earlobes. Against his will Blake was horny in no time.

After a first hesitation Blake started now feverishly to kiss and to hug the Asian. He had no experience in male-to-male sex but he quickly adapted.

"Uuhmmm...uhmmm," deep animal like groans and the increasingly aggressive actions told Goggles that he was driving the hunk wild. He reached with one hand down and guided the again hardened cock between his thighs. He slowly started to hump the prone body below him. His own dick was slithering over the rippled six-pack, while his tightly closed thighs were rubbing up and down the swollen dick.

Blake couldn't recall anytime with a girl when he had been turned on like that before. The hands of the Asian were all over him, caressing his tits massaging his neck, working in his armpits and alongside his body.

"I ... I 'm not a qu..... aww shiiiiiiitttt!!!" His moans of lust were sucked from him together with his breath from the intensive kiss the small guy on top of him was still maintaining. Being used to take an active role in love-making he wanted to get on top of the Asian, but the rhythmical rubbing along the shaft of his dick kept him hard and week. Instincts were taking over and his hips started to buck, jerking his rod between Goggles clenched thighs.

Soon the bed was shaking from ecstatic love-making. Goggles couldn't hold the kiss any longer and gasped for air.

"Ohhh yeah man, that feels good come on!" he heard Blake panting, while his hips bucked in heat.

Trapped in the iron grip of brawny arms, Goggles felt Blake's teeth biting in his shoulder. The jerking body under him tensed and lifted him up when the back arched.

"Fuuuck! Yeahhh! Urrgh ..huh ..huh ..huh," Blake's dick fired a new succession of messy loads although smaller and not as creamy as earlier. Goggles felt the jism splatter on his buttocks and on his back. Eventually in the convulsions of his heavy body the quarterback lost his helmet.

"Woooaaaah fuck that was the best fuck I ever had," Blake slumped on his back exhausted, his vision blurred again.

The next thing he felt was Goggles cock being shoved into his gapping mouth.

"I have not yet cum," the Asian complained. And started to hump the red faced American.

"Mmpf ..uurghh..nngggh", Blake protested. He wanted to tell Goggles that he had never sucked cock before, but having trouble to breathe he realized that he'd better learn quickly how to give head. Goggles grabbed the jock's arms by the wrists and fixed them over his head, while his dick fucked the helpless mouth. Lucky for Blake that Goggles dick was not as big as his own. He learned his lesson quick. His tongue twisted alongside the invading dick head and when Goggles couldn't hold it any longer Blake tasted for the first time in his life the sweetness of male cum.

The Asian collapsed exhausted besides the stud. Goggles climax was intense and it took him some time to recover. He felt a soft touch on his chest and was surprised to see Blake his head supported by his arm smiling down on him. There was still some jism in the corner of his mouth.

"I ...I'm .. I am truly sorry for behaving like a jerk," Blake said in a low voice. "You are incredible, mate. So hot... I never felt so good before in my life."

"Man, you are hot as well, " Goggles grinned," but you behaved like a jerk and you don't get away so easily."

"I said I am sorry, what else do you want me to do?" Blake asked meekly.

"Turn around!" Goggles ordered.

"What are you doing ?" Blake lay down on his belly. Goggles kneeled between his thighs and started to knead the muscular buttocks.

"Ahhh that feels good." Blake moaned and gave in to the relaxing feeling.

"Ooouutch!," He was rudely awakened when Goggles palm smacked playfully on his melon shaped rear pack.

"That's what you deserve for behaving so badly", Goggles laughed and spanked him again. It didn't really hurt although the hand left a red mark.

"I guess I deserve that, indeed," Blake laughed as well. Both were laughing while Goggles whacked him again a few times and Blake played the game by jerking up each time he was hit and yelled

"Outch, I give up I'll be a good boy now!"

The spanking stopped. Blake's eyes were filled with tears from laughter rather than pain. He felt suddenly something wet on his back. Looking over his shoulder he realized that Goggles was licking butt cheeks grinning at him. Both were chuckling.

Then his buttocks were spread and the tongue was gliding along his ass crack. Blake giggled.

"You slit-eyed devil! Stop it! That tickles. Oh no I can't stand it. Ahhh!" He winced.

Goggles of course did not stop. He continued until the jock stopped giggling and started softly to moan instead.

"Oooohh yeah man that is hot. Don't stop," he groaned his face buried in the mattress.

Without interrupting the skilled rimming, Goggles grabbed him by the hips and pulled him into a kneeling position.

"Oooh yeah!," Blake yelled when the tongue probed his ass ring. A quiver ran through his body.

Goggles leaned his whole body on top of the big hunk. His dick was rubbing between the muscular butt cheeks, while he was nibbling at one earlobe.

"Relax," he whispered while his fingers started to work over the pectorals.

He felt Blake tensing.

"You want it, don't you?" he whispered into Blake's ear..

There was silence. Then ...

"Give it to me, gook! Fuck your American bitch! I want it! Yeah I need it!," Goggles heard Blake's hoarse voice.

His dick pushed past the sphincter which was sufficiently loosened and lubed by the thorough rimming.

"Fuuck! Yeah! Take me... Come on!" Blake shouted.

Goggles knew instinctively what the jock needed. He grabbed Blake's hair and forced his head up.

"Aaaargh..yeah!" Blake shouted.

"Tell me, quarterback, how does it feel being impaled on my Asian dick?" Goggles asked

" Shit! I feel like the shit that I am! I deserve to be fucked by you, gook," Blake groaned enjoying his newly found role as a bottom.

"Yes, but you like it!" Goggles said.

"Fuck, yeah I like it! Harder!," Blake shouted.

"At your service, bitch!" Goggles hooked his fingers in the corners of Blake's mouth and forced his head back. His groin slapped against the stud's flexing buttocks.

"Fuck me, fuck me...harder ... harder .. uuuhh ...uuurgh", Blake howled in delirious lust.

Goggles turned Blake's face towards the web cam.

"Smile baby!" he mocked.

"Wh ... whazz ..zzzaaat? Huh?" Blake panted, gazing sheepish at the green blinking light.

"You are on candid camera, man! Give your fans a smile!" Goggles cheered.

"NOOOOOO! You bastard!", Blake's understanding hit him like a bucket of iced water. I am getting screwed by the campus nerd on camera. Panic ripped through his mind. His team mates, the coach the chicks ...

"Fuck nooooo ... no ... no ... no!", whatever was left of his former macho personality crumbled. Blake turned into a sobbing whimpering basket case. He offered no more resistance when Goggles turned him on his back and flipped his legs over his shoulders.

There he was: the celebrated star quarterback lying defenseless on his back, knees at his ears, the unprotected ass raised invitingly in the air and all this was broadcasted live on the internet.

Apathetic he registered that the smaller Asian mounted him, sinking his cock in his now well-lubricated butt hole. In that supine position Goggles dick found easily access to the prone hunk's prostrate. As a result Blake was howling and sobbing like a maniac in no time. To seal his conquest, a hooting Goggles pumped his cum inside his babbling ex-nemesis.

"Now let's see what's left in these American balls," Goggles examined Blake's nuts. It took only a few thrusts and a friendly slap on the shrunken balls to extract a last pathetic dribbling load from Blake's finally softening shaft and the Vietnamese made sure that it hit the gasping hunk right inside his gaping mouth providing him for the first time in his life with a taste of his own man's juice.

During the following few hours the little Vietnamese proved to be a wonder of stamina and devilish inventive with regards to exotic positions to fuck the hollering muscle jock into exhaustion. Blake counted 3 Asian cum loads force-fed into his mouth and two or three times the Asian fucking his ass. But he was not too sure, because he had passed out and couldn't tell whether he had been taken while he was out.

The small Asian whom he had despised so much had shown him heights of pleasures he had never imagined as possible. Although his once hefty dick had been reduced to a miserable mere 1 inch wobbling sausage Goggles had managed to extract his jism drop by drop whenever his balls had been replenished.

However the most impressive experience had occurred after he had believed not being able to cum anymore.

"Please no more, I am fuckin' finished, I swear ... you drained me" he had sobbed in despair.

The Vietnamese had only smirked, then he had done something to his dickhead that had made him scream. He felt his cum depleted balls contracting. All muscles in his body went rigid when he convulsed to shoot a non-existing load. He looked between his thighs were Goggles held a twitching dick softly between thumb and index finger. The piss slit opened, but there wasn't even a hint of the usual gooey substance.

Instead a shock of unbearable ecstasy rattled through his body, throwing the howling college hunk back on the bed, clenching his hands over his groin. His eyes glazed over and saliva drooled from the corners of his wide open mouth down his chin.

"We call this tantric climax. Quite impressive for newbies isn't it?" Goggles grinned knowingly.

"Huh ... huh ... hhuhhhh", Blake could only gasp.

"You need training, mate, much training ..." Goggles seized Blake's dick again.

"No please, oh shiiiit ... oooaarrghhhhh!" Blake's scream stopped abruptly when he passed out.

The door opened and Spider and Shawn both naked entered.

"What the hell are you doing to that poor baby?" Spider mocked. He grabbed Blake's cum sticky hair and lifted the head. His finger opened one eyelid and he examined curious the enlarged pupil.

"Yuck! He is a mess," Spider seized Blake by one earlobe.

"Stop! Hold him like that for a minute!" Goggles asked. He had fetched his camcorder.

"Ok, now you can move him ... wow that's fuckin' hot!" Goggles said admiringly.

The semi-conscious quarterback found himself dragged by the ring in his earlobe into the bathroom. The laughing Chinese pushed him under the shower and opened the tap.

"Shawn, would you please clean him up?" he asked the wrestler.

"Sure! No prob," Shawn replied. He entered the shower stall and started to scrub and rub his friend. His strong hands were massaging Blake's muscular shoulders. Blake blinked and gasped for air when a generous load of soap was lathered into his face, over his hair and ears.

'Hey!" he protested.

"Don't be a Sissy, you smell like a whorehouse," Shawn laughed and lathered his friend's ass chute. The Asians watched in silent amusement as the hunky football player instinctively grinded his butt into the massaging hands of the wrestler.

Shawn continued and almost playfully probed his friends butthole. First with his thumb, then with one and later with two fingers. A soft moan escaped from Blake's mouth. His hands reached over his head and grabbed the shower head.

Shawn moved closer, rubbing his groin at Blake's ass. His hand closed around the jock's limp dick.

"Shit man, you are drained!" he exclaimed in surprise.

"He is no man, he's just pussy," Goggles blurted.

"Is that so?" Shawn asked almost threateningly and pushed his friend rudely against the tiles. His groins were moving now in a circling motion over the slippery bubble butt.

"You trained him well," Goggles said without interrupting the recording. "That tape will sell well!"

"Show that pussy what kind of a man you are," Spider said to Shawn.

The wrestler didn't need any further encouragement. The helpless quarterback found himself embraced in an iron grip. Shawn pushed Blake's thighs with his knees apart. He bent his knees and thrust his hips upwards. His rockhard dick disappeared between the butt cheeks impaling his friend from behind. Blake's body was pushed flat against the tiles. Shawn's narrow hips started to buck. As the rhythm accelerated Blake's feet left clearly the ground, while his panting buddy fucked him up the wall.

"You like that pussy boy," Blake heard Shawn grunting into his ear.

"Yeah, I like it ... huh .., b-but I'll get you f-for that", Blake hollered.

"Uuuuuuuurgh!" he howled until Shawn's strong hand closed his mouth. Shawn fucked his friend raw and the two Asians couldn't help themselves but stroking their dicks at the sight of the two muscle-packed bodies writhing in sexual ecstasy under the shower stream glistening with water.

"Yeah ...aaargh ....ooohhh ... aww shit!" the college jocks were howling, when Shawn emptied his load into his friend.

"Priceless!" Goggles hooted while watching the camcorders display.

"Fuck!" Shawn's dick slipped from Blake's butt cheeks. He swayed in the aftermath of his orgasm and slumped against Blake's strong back while the football player leaned panting against the wall.

The two Asians lead the still wet campus jocks back into Goggles bedroom. Shortly later the web cam broadcast showed the star quarterback in a sixty-nine position hunching over the body of the captain of the college wrestling team, sucking cock and kneading the writhing Shawn's balls for all he was worth.

"Oh fuck, you make me shoot my fuckin' load, uuuurghhhhhh" Shawn was squirming.

"Mmmmhh ...uhmmm," Blake was eagerly drinking every drop of his friends man juice. After Shawn's spurts subsided he continued torturing the hyper sensitive dick with his tongue.

"No, oh no!" Shawn tried desperately to squirm away and to escape from the sexual torment.

"Oh no you don't go anyway, pal, it's payback time!" Blake was mercilessly wringing the final drops of clear jism from the wrestler's depleted balls.

"Shit you did it. I give up ... can't cum anymore," Shawn was babbling.

"Hm ... I guess I have a surprise for you, fucker!" Blake laughed. He looked at Goggles:

"Can you do your tantric thing?" he asked pinning Shawn's shoulders to the mattress.

"Sure!" Goggles reached between Shawn's thighs.

"Wha ....uuuuuuoooooahhhhrghhhh!!!!!!!" Shawn's guttural Neanderthal cry of lust echoed even down in the street ...

Epilogue:

As embarrassing as Blake felt about his involuntary web performance, it amazingly boosted his reputation among the female college population. Now every girl on campus wanted to enjoy his gorgeous body. He discovered as well that he had won a new popularity among the gay community on campus.

Soon the star quarterback found, that four to five visitors by members of both sexes per night proved to be an arduous task even for a well endowed athlete like him.

Needless to say that Goggles was never again bullied by Blake nor by anyone on campus. The tamed campus jocks and their Asian friends moved together into a larger apartment, keeping Blake's fan community at bay.

Goggles made quite some money by selling the tape and the photos. With Blake and Shawn now at hand it was no problem to produce several sequels, but this is definitely another story.

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