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I was terrified walking in the first day of high school. To me it was chaos and uncertainty. My gut was filled with butterflies and I felt as if I could throw up. My dad and I had long talks over the summer and I knew he was trying to build my confidence. Up until then he had been traveling almost weekly and spent little time with me. I envied other kids who would play catch with their dad. I envied the kids whose dad coached soccer or baseball. Dad tried to explain that his job provided a rich lifestyle for my mother and me and with his promotion he wouldn’t have to travel as much.


My father didn’t understand my lack of coordination or inability to play the outfield in little league. How do you explain missing the catch that would have won the game? Most of the time it was a shock if I caught the ball. Dad was a natural athlete and a jock beginning in grade school. He had a natural physique that was enhanced by regular visits to the gym. His arms were bigger than my thighs whereas my biceps were the size of his wrists. I took after my mom’s family who were all as skinny as rails. Fortunately I got my brains from my dad’s side of the family. The guys in eighth grade considered me a geek since I was the smartest guy in my class. My knowledge of computers and games was legendary.


Maybe dad was trying to cram in ten years of father/ son bonding into one summer, and don’t get me wrong I loved it, but it was impossible to become something I wasn’t. Yes I had a little more confidence but I didn’t have and never would have the talent for sports like he had. When he started taking me to the gym with him I loved it. I absorbed the gym culture like a sponge. It was also when I discovered that I was turned on by other guys with great physiques especially huge bodybuilders. I didn’t understand. I was just as turned on by beautiful women. That was the first inkling that I was bisexual.


Dad wanted to do a makeover of me beginning with a haircut. He hated long hair as well as man-buns as much as I dislike extremely short hair or shaved heads. I had to admit the hair did get in the way while lifting. The new haircut wasn’t too short but it was radically different than the shoulder length hair my mother loved. The second thing he did was get me contact lenses to eliminate the ugly thick glasses. I had to admit that gym training, haircut, getting rid of the geek glasses, and new clothes made me more of a stud… or twink as it may be. I liked the look.


So back to the first day of high school; we got our schedules and were sent to find our homerooms. Mr. Peters, the homeroom teacher, assigned us seats alphabetically so he didn’t have to call roll. If a seat was empty he knew you were absent. I ended up toward the back of one of the rows sitting between two jocks named Luke and Jerrod.





In front and in back of me were two of the hottest girls in my class. To say I was distracted was an understatement.


The jocks to the right and left of me were always hitting on the girls and I was almost jealous the guys weren’t hitting on me. Maybe that was why the girls befriended me because I didn’t hit on them, I was safe. I actually went out on dates with both girls but I knew I didn’t have a chance because they also went out with the jocks. I considered the girl’s friends more than future mates. I was a safe date but the jocks just wanted to get them in bed.


It was strange but the five of us built a friendship that lasted throughout high school. Luke and Jerrod were football jocks and the girls and I were part of the co-ed cheerleading team. I learned how to do lift’s and catches of the girls while Luke and Jerrod perfected catching and running the football.


One time they belittled my abilities so I challenged them to do a lift. Even though they were quite muscular they couldn’t do it. Of course Sandy wasn’t helping them because she was afraid of being dropped. I showed them how we do a Cupie or Awesome (a lift). In this position, the flyer (Sandy) had her two feet held by my one hand. My arm is straight above my head with the elbow locked. The flyer stands straight with hands in a high “v” and my free hand is either on my hip or in a high ‘v’. If the base (me) has his hand is on his hip, the position is known as a cupie. If his hand is in a high ‘v’, the position is known as an awesome. After that I thought maybe I earned their respect but years later I found out that I was wrong.


We scattered all over the country for college although Sandy and I dated during the summer and during holidays when we were home. Sandy had more boyfriends than the grains of sand on a beach and she would tell me of her conquests on our movie or dinner dates. From what I could tell they were all muscular like Luke. Those guys seemed to be her lovers and I was her friend even though I wanted to be more than a friend. Senior year of college her family moved out of the neighborhood and I lost contact with Sandy. She later claimed she lost my phone number in the move.


After graduation I started working in downtown Chicago not knowing Sandy was working in the same building. One day I was running late and we ended up in the same car on the ‘L’ (elevated tracks of the subway system in downtown Chicago). We agreed to meet for lunch. Sandy seemed to have grown up now that she was on her own. To make a long story short we fell in love and got married two years later. I assumed I took her virginity on our honeymoon but being a virgin myself how would I know? I was gloriously happy.


We continued working and the plan was she would quit when she got pregnant.


We met for lunch just about every day to be with each other and talk. One day as we sat down for lunch I heard my name being called from across the room. Looking up I saw a huge bodybuilder in a polo shirt. I didn’t know anyone that big! Then looking at his face it hit me that the guy was Luke, our high school buddy Luke. I stood and greeted him while Sandy sat there in awe. I wasn’t surprised when she jumped up and hugged him. What I didn’t like is that he squeezed into the booth next to my wife to join us for lunch uninvited. I couldn’t believe that my beautiful sophisticated wife turned into a fourteen year old who just met Justin Bieber. She found a thousand reasons to touch his body and I only could imagine what was going on under the table.


They handed me the check for lunch and he didn’t even offer to pay for what he ate. That night Sandy was wild in bed and I couldn’t help blaming it on Luke. I figured we wouldn’t see him again but there he was the next Friday when we sat down for lunch. Luke suggested we get together but fortunately that next weekend we were going to visit her parents. I was relieved when Luke didn’t show up at lunch the next week.


I was glad to have met Luke again but I really didn’t want him in my life. In a way I was afraid of my feelings of admiration for the body he built and in another way I didn’t want him to steal my wife away. I wondered what might happen if I was alone with him. Thoughts of slowly stripping him naked and then making him cum danced before my eyes. One thing I had to thank Luke for was Sandy’s ramped up sex drive since he reunited with us.


A couple weeks later I had to go to a meeting in St Louis and I invited Sandy to come with me. She declined because she wanted to save her paid time off in case she got pregnant. So instead of staying the weekend I came back late Friday night with some great news. Sandy ran into my arms at the airport and she was overjoyed. She whispered in my ear that she was pregnant. I was ecstatic and then I told her my news; I got a promotion, a bonus, and a much larger salary. She could quit her job without us losing lifestyle. She put in her notice and they asked her to stay on until the new HR person got up to speed. She only worked a few hours a day training the new person but kept her full salary. We knew that was temporary.


One day I decided to go home for lunch because I spilled coffee on my shirt and I needed to change. My suit jacket covered the spot but I had to keep my coat buttoned for it to stay hidden. I told my secretary that I would be taking a long lunch and told her approximately when I would return.


I didn’t call Sandy because I thought I might surprise her. I was quiet opening the door and disarming the alarm. The house was so quiet and I thought she might be napping or in the bathroom; she seemed like she was always in the bathroom since she got pregnant.


Then as I approached the bedroom I heard some grunting and thought she might be exercising. I smiled before I looked in the half open door. Standing there I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was huge muscular man on my bed fucking like a madman and my wife was under him. As they fucked I could tell she was building toward a toe curling climax unlike any I had never seen or heard before. I rolled away with my back to the hallway wall listening to the kind of sex you would expect to hear in a porn film. I knew it was Luke long before I heard her scream his name when she climaxed.


I stumbled down the hall and got a fresh shirt out of the laundry where the dry cleaning hung to air out before being put in the closet. I set the alarm and locked the front door. I changed my shirt in the garage and parked down the block before I called Sandy.


“I was exercising,” she said to explain why she was out of breath.


“It sounds like you were overdoing. Remember what the doctor said,” I chuckled. “I was thinking of coming home for lunch…”


“No please don’t because I have nothing in the refrigerator for lunch,” she said almost in a panic. Seconds later a shirtless Luke came out of my house, got into his truck, and drove away.


“Okay, I’ll get a burger or something downtown. See you tonight, love you,” I said breaking the connection. I was angry, pissed off, hungry, and my cock was rock hard from seeing Luke run from the house half naked… or was it because I saw them fucking in my bed. I rubbed my cock thinking there is no fat on his body, none at all. What was it like being in bed with him? Would he let me run my hands over…Whoa, whoa what am I saying? I was useless all afternoon so I stayed an extra hour to finish up. I left work later and got home almost at the regular time. Coming home I sat down to a wonderful dinner.


“I thought I saw Luke downtown around lunchtime,” I casually told her.


“Oh?” she said calmly as she poured me coffee. She sounded calm but she spilled some coffee on the counter when I said his name.


“I walked the other way so I didn’t have to buy him lunch,” I laughed.


“That’s not nice,” she laughed and relaxed assuming I didn’t know anything about Luke being there at the house. “After my workout I took a warm bath and went to the grocery store. I rode in one of those electric carts so my ankles wouldn’t swell. That store is so big. I wanted to save some of my strength for tonight,” she said seductively. “We ought to get together with Luke. Maybe invite him to the house.”


I sat there and did a double biceps flex. “Luke you have big muscles,” I said like Darth Vader.


“Yes he does,” she said dreamily. That night we had wild sex… twice.


We didn’t invite Luke to the house and I didn’t ever catch them having some afternoon delight again. I knew it was happening but I couldn’t prove it. I even set up a secret wildlife camera in the bushes by the front door but all I got was the mail man, the FedEx guy and a couple dogs and cats from the neighborhood. I was about to trust it wasn’t happening anymore when I got a cat picture with Luke in the background walking along the fence line toward the back door of the house. I assumed they knew where the camera was. I secretly added another camera around the back door. I had evidence.


I was planning to confront them when Sandy called to say she was in labor. The baby was coming three weeks early. We rushed to the hospital and that night my first son was born. I asked the doctor if this was a premature birth and he laughed at me.


“At nine pounds eight ounces no baby is premature. You counted wrong,” the doctor laughed.


Mark Joseph was named after his paternal grandfather. For the first four weeks I was allowed to sleep most of the night but was awakened for the 4am feeding. I would put Mark down and go into work early so I could leave early and beat the rush hour traffic. During the next checkup we got the all clear to have sex but Sandy and I were exhausted. We tried but Mark started crying and that ended everything. Sandy told me that she began getting eight hours sleep because she didn’t have to deal with Mark until noon. Now if he would only sleep eight hours at night.


What I didn’t know is that Luke was spending the morning at my house so Sandy could sleep. He was also fucking her regularly so eight weeks after Mark was born she was pregnant again. If we fucked a half dozen times during those eight weeks it was a lot. The thing is I knew I couldn’t be the father because I had myself tested and my sperm count was nearly zero because of a medication I was on.


I gathered all my data and invited Luke to the house one Saturday morning. Sandy was surprised to see him but they hugged anyway. She was scheduled to spend the weekend at her mom’s house. I handed them my sperm count results and they shrugged. Then I showed them a DNA test on Mark and myself proving Mark wasn’t mine.


“I would wager the Mark and Luke would be a perfect match,” I said. Luke stood and walked toward me threateningly.


“No need for fancy tests. Both kids are mine,” he proudly announced.


“Get out of my house,” I ordered. Luke left and Sandy packed the baby in the car.


“It is true,” she said tearfully. “I had you tested two years ago and there was no way you could…”


“We should have talked about this,” I said as she wept.


“I wanted us to have children,” she admitted as she started the car. “I did it for us.” With that she sobered up and drove away. She called when she got to her mom and dad’s house and said she might stay a few extra days.


I spent Saturday cleaning the garage, mowing the lawn, and doing general yard work. The house was spooky quiet without the baby around. I almost dreaded being alone and thought about going to my in-laws house when the doorbell rang. I thought Sandy changed her mind until I opened the front door and saw Luke standing there wearing low cut jeans with his shirt over his shoulder. Fuck he was not only muscular he was pumped and sweaty for being in the gym for several hours. He smelled like sex.



“You upset Sandy,” he said as he pushed into the house.


“Fuck you sperm donor!” I yelled back.


“Well fuck you too faggot! I went through the history on your laptop and I know where you surf to jack off!” he yelled back. I sat. My heart was racing because he knew… He started to open his jeans making my cock get hard. “You want the real thing? Have you ever had the real thing?” he asked as he flexed. He stopped and looked at me. “Your ass is still virginal isn’t it?”


“Married men are supposed to be…” I slumped in the chair looking at the floor


“I’ll be glad to teach you how two men have a good time together,” he grinned and I was terrified.


I tried to distract him by offering him a beer and I started talking about his football career. Then I got him talking about bodybuilding and that was probably my biggest mistake. I… we had more beer than I intended and my inhibitions began to crumble. He asked to take a shower and I led him to the master bathroom. He stripped off my shirt suggested we shower together because I was pretty ripe too. In my big shower room he began to demonstrate cleaning out his ass and suggested I clean my ass out too. I objected but not that strongly.


“Don’t be nervous,” he said calmly. I simply nodded my head hoping this would stop. “I’ll take good care of you and if you ever want me to stop, I will… no questions asked.” He smiled and I somehow didn’t believe him.


“Now get down on all fours. Keep your ass up high for me,” he commanded. I thought it was some kind of examination he wanted to do to make sure I was clean. I crawled onto the shower floor and arched my back so my ass was up. I had a rush of adrenaline anticipating what might come next. He moaned at the sight of my hole and grabbed onto both of my ass cheeks. He massaged them with his big hands and groaned. I looked down surprised to see my hard cock starting to drip pre-cum. I remembered when I saw him run out of the house that first time. I wanted him to fuck me.


Holy shit, this is really happening, I remember thinking.


He placed his tongue on my tailbone then licked up and down my crack, teasing me sending shivers down my spine. Then suddenly, he grabbed both of my hips, pulled my ass closer to him, and pushed his tongue inside my freshly cleaned hole.


I gasped, not having expected anything like that. He chuckled at my surprise and started rimming me. His tongue slid in and out of my hole, shooting waves of pleasure through my entire body. So this is what it’s like to get tongue-fucked. I pushed my hips back against him and I felt his tongue push deeper inside, causing me to groan a little louder than I intended. He smacked one ass cheek playfully and chuckled.


“You love having that hole played with. Don’t you? Just look at your cock. You’re leaking like a faucet.” I looked down again and saw he was right. My cock was rock hard and was constantly pumping out more pre-cum. I had never felt that way before and my thoughts started to lose focus. All I wanted was more. More of whatever he was doing to me.


I tried to slow my rapid breathing to calm down, but before I could, he was inserting a lubed finger into my ass hole. I gasped at the sudden invasion, but it wasn’t painful or uncomfortable. It was something doctors did during a checkup. He started stroking my insides with his finger, loosening up my hole. His finger began to prod and rub my prostate and I instinctively pushed my hips against him.


“Oh yeah, that’s the spot!” That’s the spot doctors hit that drove me nuts.


“You like that?” he asked again and I shook my head no. He slipped in a second finger and I gasped. “You still okay?” he asked softly as he strummed my love nut with both fingers.


“I don’t even know what I’m supposed to be feeling,” I gasped. He merely smirked and massaged his fingers around inside me. A few more minutes and he stuck in a third and then a fourth finger. I had used a small dildo the size of my thumb before, but I had no way of knowing how much better it would feel to have another man massaging my prostate. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of my hole. He coated a dildo with lube before he began pushing at my hole. Instinctively I clenched.


“Shh, quiet it’s okay, just relax.” His words reassured me and I relaxed the muscles around my hole. As I did I felt my hole stretch out wider and wider until it the head of the dildo was inside. At first the sensation was a bit uncomfortable because his dildo was much bigger than mine but far from painful. He slid in an out just an inch or two as I got used to the size. “Take a deep breath and relax again,” he commanded. I obeyed and he slid the remaining four inches inside. A large glob of pre-cum spilled onto the shower floor as I moaned in pleasure. I had never felt so… full before. He waited a few moments before pushing the dildo around into the recesses of my bowels. I buried my face in my forearm to keep from yelling. I could hear him snickering behind me, knowing I loved every second of this. After a while he tugged toy back out with a soft pop, and my hole twitched for something else to fill it.


“Okay let’s try something else now,” he said gruffly. He stood as I turned to face him but I stayed sitting on the tile. He had a massive chest, gigantic arms, and tight abs. Then without skipping a beat, he reached for his cock and started stroking himself. As he stroked his cock I shook my head no but the man musk coming from his body was doing something to my brain.


“Go on. Show me how much you want this cock.”


He grabbed my head and brought my face closer. The musk was stronger. I placed both my hands on his hips and brought my mouth right to the foreskin. I inhaled deeply because this close I was overwhelmed by his manly smells. To me it was a drug driving me wild. Without another thought, I wrapped my lips around the head, savoring his taste, and then slowly started working the rest into my mouth. He placed a hand on the back of my neck and started to guide me up and down his shaft. I think his soft cock went down my throat.


“Yeah, that’s right! Swallow my cock!” I could feel his shaft getting harder in my mouth, which made me want it all the more. “Are you ready for the whole thing?” he asked just before using both hands to pull my head down on his cock.


I felt the head push to the back of my mouth and down my throat until my chin was touching his ball sack. I gagged but he held me fast until it quit. I looked up at him to see a devilish grin spreading across his face. He clasped both sides of my head and started humping my face. Each thrust slid his cock deeper down my throat creating a new gag. I pushed away to get a breath of air.


“Oh fuck yeah!” he groaned.


“You wanna try the real thing now?” he asked.


“What?” I asked innocently.


He ordered me to get back on my hands and knees and he got behind me and immediately pushed his tongue back into my hole. Now that it was more stretched out it felt like he was reaching twice as deep than he did before. I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure. He pulled his tongue back out and I heard him positioning himself. Then I felt his warm cock resting across my hole as he gently slid it along my crack. I was losing my mind.


“Please no,” I pleaded with him.


He started grinding his cock against my crack with a bit more intensity. He chuckled again as he added globs of lube.


“I’m going to give you exactly what you want!” he muttered before parking the cock head on my hole and sliding the tip of his thick pole inside. He was definitely bigger than any finger I’ve had up my ass so far, but once again it wasn’t that painful… yet. In fact, despite the tight fit, I could feel the lube working as my ass began swallowing his cock inch after inch until he was balls deep. He held still to let me feel his hot throbbing cock pulsing inside of me.


He started thrusting slowly, letting me adjust to his huge tool. I expected him to pick up speed but after only a minute inside me it was like he was teasing me. I began begging him to fuck me harder. He didn’t hesitate once I asked him and started to thrust faster. After a minute he stopped and lowered his chest to my back. Feeling his hard body against mine while his tool filled me was a fantasy come true. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my moans of pleasure became more shouts of joy than anything else.


Without saying a word he flipped me onto my back with his dick still inside me. He raised my legs up over his shoulders and started pounding my hole with even more vigor.


“This ass is mine. Mine to tease, mine to play with, mine to fuck to my heart’s desire.”


I had to admit to myself that he was absolutely right.


“Stand up.” He ordered and I obeyed him. He pressed his body into my back and his cock slipped back into my willing hole. He slid his hands up my stomach to my chest where he started to pinch my nipples and kiss my neck. I pushed back into him, letting my hole swallow his massive cock. How could I have denied doing this for so long? Why was I so afraid of this? He placed his hands on my hips and fucked me ravenously. Each thrust sent a new wave of electricity through my body. His pace quickened and he started to grunt and growl.


“You want this?”


I thought he was already giving it to me when he buried his dick as deep as it would go. He wrapped his huge arms around me and bit down into shoulder as his cock pulsed and spurted. He growled deeply while his cum continued to pump into me until I thought it would never end. When he finally finished he pulled his softening cock out slowly.


“Look at that cum just oozing out of your ass. Reach back and feel it,” he growled. I gasped feeling how much cum was flowing out of me over my balls and down my legs. How much did he pump inside me? He started nibbling my ear and whispering how this was just the beginning and that there may be a dozen babies. He informed me that none of them would be mine yet I would treat them as my own. I knew what he said was true.


“There will be a gym where I can train our sons and I think a small house for Uncle Luke,” he chuckled. About then I was willing to give him anything he asked for within reason. “There is one more thing I need you to do,” he said. He guided me to the bed and I sat. He turned and his cock was at my mouth as he bent to suck my cock. I had been leaking pre-cum but I hadn’t cum. I took his cock between my lips and the taste of semen on his cock made me want him even more. I trembled as I felt like I was about to climax. My cum began to explode and I think it was the best climax of my life.


“I’m gonna cum again!” Luke barely managed to say before my mouth and throat were flooded with his thick warm cream. I swallowed as much as I could, but it was simply too much. I pulled my head away and it drained from my mouth as he continued to shoot his cum all over my face and chest. He rolled onto his side next to me.


“You sure that’s your first time?” he asked sarcastically.


“Yes,” I said softly.


Later he led me into the shower and he made me wash his body. I thought the way he rubbed his hard body against mine was one of the most sensual things I had ever experienced. Then when he washed me I thought I might have another orgasm. The whole weekend when we weren’t sleeping or eating we were fucking. I began to doubt that I was in love with Sandy and I said something. Luke set me straight and yelled at me.


“Don’t be an idiot. Whatever is happening, the one thing you do know is that woman loves you very, very much. You two are so much fun to watch. You are this big macho man, full of power and wealth expecting everyone to do his bidding at the office. Sandy walks up and you are putty in her hands. You would give her the sun and the moon if she asked for them even back in high school. She just wanted the genuine you. She trusted you implicitly. In cheerleading she knew you would never drop her and would always catch her perfectly. When you did the way you looked at each other could have set the stadium on fire. Then you would set her on her feet and present her to the cheering fans in the bleachers. Did you know you would always take a step back to let her take all the credit for you performance? You know why I couldn’t lift her back then, she didn’t trust me. You stupid man, there were times you two would go at it. It was funny since you never argued in front of anybody, but you could always tell when there was an argument. And we could see how the distance between the two of you always hurt you. It was always you; it was never her that gave in. We could see she held back her affection and you would do anything to get it back. The sun and the moon buddy! The sun and the moon! Don’t you ever doubt that she loves you!




When Sandy returned we sat and talked with her explaining about Luke’s house and the future gym. She listened and then added stipulations of her own. She wanted me in the room while Luke was in the bed impregnating her. I could watch or participate but she would rather me be in bed with them. If Luke and I wanted to pal around without her (her words for man on man sex) we would do it at his house. She seemed to have known all along that I was bisexual but she didn’t want outside people coming in to pal around with either of us and she demanded that Luke and I make peace. There was a list of demands too numerous to list here and they all made sense if we were going to make this work.


The 500 acre farm that backed up to our fifty acre Ranchette came up for sale and I bought it. Luke had his instant house that wasn’t that far from ours. He converted one of the small barns into a gym and I was the first one he started training. He worked my ass off until I had a buff body. What a perfect reward for working hard; a shower fuck.


That was twenty years ago and young Mark has just finished college. People say the boys look like me but they all have physiques like Uncle Luke.


So far we are raising four of my son Mark’s boys and there may be more that we don’t know about. Our second son Todd took better precautions and has only produced two sons that live in our house. Rick, Terry, Mike, Dennis, Al and Jim I’m sure have all spread the genes of their superior biological father to the next generation ‘for the good of mankind’ as my son Mark says.


Today the area around Luke’s house is a veritable sports complex where our eight boys and six grandsons can learn to excel in their chosen sport. Mark is building a home for his new wife and I think it is a modern monstrosity. Fortunately it is on the other side of the property and I can’t see it from my house. Todd has picked out his land and wants to build a modern energy efficient traditional looking farmhouse complete with barns. Uncle Luke and I will build it for him once he gets a job. You may wonder how we can afford all those kids and our lavish lifestyle including building houses for our sons. We discovered oil on the farm and we pump money out of the ground every day 24/7 without fail.


You may think that raising fourteen boys is difficult but Sandy says she would gladly take on ten more boys and love every minute. If Mark and Todd are any example she may get her wish once Rick, Terry, Mike, Dennis, Al, and Jim start college.


As for me and Luke he is still the alpha male. I willingly let him strip me naked and use my body for his pleasure. Some people may think it is humiliating but there is nothing like a hard body dominating and fucking me into oblivion yet sometimes turnaround is fair play. I remember the night of Mark’s wedding. The kids were all asleep in bed, Sandy was soaking in the tub, and I remember walking into Luke’s kitchen. The only light was from an open door to the hall. He was lost in thought looking out of the window at the stars.


“Do you have any idea how sexy it is to see the father of my children wearing a tuxedo?” I said standing behind him drawing his hands back to feel my raging shaft while speaking softly in his ear. “I could cum right now with how hot you look tonight,” hearing a soft groan and turning his face for a kiss I noticed his eyes were closed.


I pulled off his jacket as well as mine hanging them on a chair and once again pressing against his back I undid his tie then I opened his shirt.


“I should have my way with you,” I said nipping his ear. Hearing a gasp I knew I was right about some recent suspicions I had about Luke. It wasn’t hard to see that the muscles I had gained under his tutelage turned him on. His new fantasy was taking a little rough play and domination from me. “Make no mistake I would tie your wrists with invisible rope and torture you (I twisted a nipple) the whole time I was making love to that magnificent body of yours,” rubbing my hands inside his now opened shirt feeling his incredibly hard torso as I pushed my crotch once more against hands which remained clasped behind his back even though I hadn’t told him they were tied or that they needed to remain there.


I pulled his shirt off and down his arms, leaving it around his wrists acting as handcuffs as I took off my own shirt coming back to press my hard pecs against his back, hearing a moan when my bare chest touched his back. Reaching up, I turned his head for another long kiss before I talked about eating his ass out then sliding in to dump load after load of cum inside his tight ass hearing faint groans from where he stood transfixed. I couldn’t see the expression on his face but his body trembled. I told him the different ways I would make love to his defenseless body. I kept hearing his moans grow louder and more helpless.


It was as if he was glued to the spot so I knelt to strip off his shoes and pants. Then I removed his under shirt. I stepped back to survey the beautiful naked man as I stripped down behind him so he couldn’t see me. Once again I placed my rock solid cock in his hands only to hear a whimper.


“Understand, I’ll strip you down until the only thing you’ll be wearing will be this ring because you are mine.” I slipped the ring on his finger. “But also understand something else I will also be wearing the mate of your ring because I am yours as well.” I said speaking softly with my lips right behind his ear.


He cried out as he started firing huge ropes of cream toward the countertop. His knees buckled but his hands remained behind his back. I made it to the door with my clothes in hand when he spoke up.


“Are we done in here?” Luke asked.


“For now. I did make promises to you. It won’t be tonight or tomorrow, but someday you’ll come home and I’ll be standing here holding up my ring for you to see and I will show you how we are nowhere near done in here.”


He squeezed his eyes closed as I spoke to him. I ran my free hand over his hard pecs. It was like the world stopped for a moment to digest what was promised as well as implied. Then I quietly left.




“Is Luke okay?” Sandy whispered as I slipped into bed. She was naked and I was tasered when our bodies touched. We softly kissed as she ran her hands over my hard buff body. I rubbed against her and she moaned.




“Luke is Luke, proud father of our newly married son. Did you see his shirt buttons popping off out of pride for Mark the man he has helped create?”


“The two of you created,” she smiled.


“The three of us. You are the foundation.” I said smiling down at her.


“I gave you the boys and you made them into men!”


“Yes dear,” I said as I closed in for another kiss that turned into passionate lovemaking. She clawed at my muscular back as the third massive orgasm washed over her body. I plunged in deep and added my fluids to hers. She whispered her thanks in the afterglow as she snuggled against me and drifted off to sleep.


I knew that Luke was in the shadows watching and waiting for a sign to join us but it never came. His time was coming but it wasn’t tonight or ten nights from now. One day when he least expects it I will fulfill my promise to my alpha, my lover, and my friend and that night will be monumental.

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