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BDSM: Getting Nailed by a Musclehead (1/6) 
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Author: MA Muscle  Published: 2/5/2007  story views: 4796


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Jay had been a scrawny kid all his life at 5'4" tall and only 130lbs. Jay had no hair on his body except for a little bit under his arm and small patch at his crotch which went around his dick which was about 5" hard and the rest was smooth and creamy with an alabaster glow. Jay seemed to always get picked on by someone at school. Jay turned 18 just before Christmas and his parents thought that getting him a membership at the gym would be a good idea. Since they lived in a small town there were no big named gyms to get a membership from. His parents found a gym about 10 miles away and figured they would allow Jay to use the car to go to the gym.

The gym was small and not very clean but it was all there was. The big burly musclehead owner, Will, got the membership together for Jay's parents and his parents explained why they wanted the membership. Will said to make sure Jay introduced himself when he came in and Will promised to "show him the ropes". This was one of the perks that Will enjoyed... "Breaking in a newbie, in more ways than one".

Christmas day, Jay went ballistic when he got the membership. He wanted to go then and there but realized the gym would be closed. He decided to go to the sports store the next day and get a workout outfit for the gym. Jay had no idea what to wear but he thought that maybe a unitard would be good as it was one piece and it would move with him as he exercised. Dec. 26 Jay was at the sports store at 10am; there were not a lot of people there. Jay thought they must be at the mall. Jay found what he was looking for except the selection was slim, leftovers from the holiday. The only thing Jay found was a unitard that was two sizes too small and in white. Jay wanted black, but realized this was all there was. He wanted to get to the gym so he bought it any way and headed for the gym.

Jay arrived at the gym at 10:30am. There were only a few cars there. Jay went in and asked for Will. Will came out and showed Jay around. Will liked the kid and thought he was a cute little fucker but not his type. Will showed Jay the locker room and then let Jay change for his workout. Although Will was not really hot for Jay, another of the muscleheads, Damian, was. Damian 45 years old, 6'5", 270 solid muscle with thick black hair, bushy bristly mustache, 50" chest covered in fur, 21" guns, 34" waist, 30"quads and a 10" cut dick that was 7 1/2" thick with a big flared mushroom head and low hanging stones and a thick meaty ass.

Jay also noticed Damian when he came in. Jay could almost feel the stares from all of the muslceheads’ eyes burning into him, but could not tell who it was as there were about 4 or 5 muscleheads staring at Jay, wondering why some little 18 year old twink would be coming here. Jay changed in the locker room and squeezed into his unitard and realized he should have worn something else; it showed off his tight little bubble butt and his 5" dick. "Christ, I forgot to bring my jock," Jay thought to himself as he realized his dick would be

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Posted: 2008/10/26 13:38  Updated: 2008/10/26 13:38
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 You can't rape the willing.
If you're going to rape me, don't make friends with me. I'm your hole, not your buddy. Use my suckpipe while I choke. Rip my shitpit wide open so you can see every drop of your jizz gush into my life. Is this YOUR rape fantas y? You want us to fuck you so you feel nasty? And, you're a second class writer at best. The first rule of writing is: Sh ow, don't tell. I'm eating your sperm, why do I swallow? What do I taste? When your cock is pulsing inside my gut, how do I give myself to you? Am I your victim or your loadholder?