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Rough and Hard

This is a fictional story. I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Luke Mitchell
I had seen Roman, he was kept at a secure cage inside the FBI building. I saw many times that Jane and Mr. Weller visiting him. The truth is I was just an assistant there, nobody paid me much attention, but I had a gay thing for Roman. He had that damaged appeal. One night I was hiding and saw him jerking off, he was on the bed, and the lights where off so I couldn’t see his junk but I saw his movements and then heard his moans as he came. I’ve been planning this since I saw him jerking off.

I waited in the storage room until everybody left and then I went to him.

“Hey, I thought everybody left” he said to me with a low voice. I smiled

“I thought you could use some drink” I said and showed him a plastic cup with whiskey. I swiped the card I stole and entered his cage.

“What’s your name?” he asked me with an intrigued smile.

“I’m Kyle, I work here as an assistant” I said. He drunk the whiskey with one shot.

“I needed that” he said mostly to himself.

He was so hot wearing those scrubs. I could see his bulge. I touched his leg and he looked at me. He knew what I wanted. He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me as if he was daring me to make a move. I slid my hand slowly to his crotch, feeling his hot manhood. He had close his eyes and he moaned softly. My touch had become a full massage on his hard dick until he leaned back on his bed and supported himself on his elbows. I bend over his crotch and pulled down his pants. His cock stood upright hard, with veins that intertwined intricately around his shaft. His dirty blond pubic hair gave even more appeal to his junk. His balls were big. 

I leaned closer and licked his shaft going all the way to his crown and felt him twitch as I did that, my second move was to go to his crown and twirl my tongue around, until I felt it hardening, along with soft moans by him. His hand grabbed my head and pushed me on his dick, in a rhythm, I thought I would choke but there was no way to escape now. Plus his dick had become so hard that I felt it would explode. I slipped him a viagra on his whiskey and it seemed to be working.

“Oh fuck! I’m so turned on right now” he stammered as he fucked my mouth on his dick. I had to push him away for a bit, so I could take a breath. 

“Sorry, your mouth is amazing” he said apologetically, with his dick dripping saliva and maybe precums, it was hard to tell.

“It’s ok just don’t try to choke me” I said and leaned close again, licking his dick like it was a lollipop. His hand pushed me again but now he was gentler. I traced his veins with my lips on his dick and saw his balls twitching.

“I want to fuck you” he said in a threatening tone.

“I don’t think it would be appropriate” I said. I wanted to give him a blowjob but getting fucked. It was something I didn’t want to do. I was a virgin.

“I don’t give a fuck. Take of your pants now” he said and he seemed like he was about to lose it. I knew that Roman was a killer before and I didn’t want to risk it.

I pulled my pants down and did as he asked. 

“On the bed” he said pointing to his bed and I lay there with my back on him. 

I thought he would finger me or something but he buried his bearded face between my buttcheeks and made me tremble as his tongue fucked my butthole. His beard scratched me and his tongued soothed me. It was amazing.

Then he climbed on me, he had his pants on his ankles I could feel them. He pushed his cock against my butt and pushed hard until my ass gave in and let his cock in.

I I naked sharply as I felt my virgin ass opening in a very harsh way. Roman wasn’t gentle, he was pushing his dick in without any lubrication. My ass of course wasn’t ready for such a thing. But he started moving in and out making me cry like a bitch.

“Stop! It hurts” I yelled but he didn’t care, he just pulled his dick out, spit on it, and penetrated my ass again. His waist slammed against my ass, I couldn’t yell because the pain was too much, I was trapped under him. I could smell his sweat and I felt his breath on my neck as he fucked me like a wild animal. The bed creaking to the rhythm of his fuck, plus it was one of those beds that had springs and as he was fucking me and pushing me down, I would bounce right back to his dick, getting impaled hard. I cried out as he was increasing speed and he groaned behind me. His dick felt like I was being fucked by something wooden. He was so rough, he held ‘y arms pinned on the bed and pounded me for what seemed hours to me. I had in mind some romantic blowjob and even a romantic fuck, but I forgot that Roman hadn’t been with a woman for a long time and also he is unable to feel intimacy. I was practically was being fucked by a human robot. His only goal was to please himself.

I cried as I felt his dick ruining my butthole, in and out. The worst was when he pinned his waist on me and while inside my ass he would push further as if he was trying to make my ass go deeper. It hurt like a bitch. But he was holding me down. This was my fault, I gave him that viagra and now he was fucking me like a piece of trash.

“Stop please” I pleaded with tears in my eyes, but he kept going as if he was turned on by this. 

“Oh fuck! Here it comes!” he groaned and he filled my ass with creamy sperm. He kept shooting sperm and some of it started getting out of my as while his dick was still in! When he pulled his dick out, my thighs glistened by a huge river of sperm. It was so thick and so much.

I tried to reach my pants but I was unable to walk straight, He gave them to me.

“That was nice” he said as I was getting out of his cage and felt like my ass would be sore forever.

Extra Fuck

This story is fictional, I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Gerard Butler…

When I got this gig as an extra, my agent told me “Careful, Butler gets a bit handsy with the extras” I laughed and replied with a “But I’m not a girl, so there’s no problem right?”, his expression told me everything I needed to know.

I was so pumped that I was gonna work next to Gerard Butler, even if my role was as an extra, I admired the guy. But having to defend my ass from him, that was another story.

 My agent’s advice was “If you want to get ahead have some fun with him, he can open doors”, I realized that I should either keep my masculinity and be without a job or let someone fuck my ass and maybe become famous, I’m not gay, so you should realize how hard it was for me.

 We had just finished filming. Gerard, or Gerry as he asked me to call him, invited me to his trailer for some beers. I knew this had nothing to do with beers but I had to make a choice. I did, I decided to go with him. I realized maybe some sexual games wouldn’t hurt but I wouldn’t let him fuck me.

Gerry was a typical man, he had a bit of a gut, he didn’t have that sterile shine those photoshoots have. He had some wrinkles, generally he seemed like he could have been a dad for a friend of mine. A handsome dad, but not that extraordinarily handsome guy they serve you in magazines.

 His trailer reeked “Bachelor” I sat at a couch he had there and he brought me a beer. He drunk whiskey.

“So Kyle it is? How do you find the movie?” he asked me.

“It’s pretty good, definitely one of the best experiences I’ve ever had” I replied 

“Good, I like the people I work with to be happy, you know?” he said and smiled before drinking some whiskey from his glass. 

“That’s very kind of you sir” I replied, the mood was completely sexual, the only one who didn’t fit there was me, but I knew he wouldn’t let me off the hook.

“I’m very kind yes, especially with people I like” he stated.

He smelled of whiskey, he was getting closer to me, and I could feel his breath brushing on my face. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge on his crotch.

His hand landed on my shoulders and he looked at me expectantly.

“You know, I have to get some sleep because I have an early thing so…” I started saying but he didn’t move, also the table was blocking my exit.

“I have a bed right here man, if you need sleep I’ll tuck you in” he growled.

“Sir, I don’t think it’s appropriate” I said my voice trembling.

“Oh come on, fuck the rules” he chuckled and grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I could feel his dick almost hard, it didn’t seemed big. I massaged it a bit, while I repeated in my mind that it was for my job. I had to do this.

He had his blue eyes pinned on me and he was smiling at what I was doing.

“See, free yourself, you like cocks, that’s fine by me” he said. I almost corrected him that I didn’t like cocks but I knew that he could fire me and then bye bye acting jobs.

I pulled my hand away. That was as far as I was willing to go.

“Look it’s getting late, I must get going” I said and stood up to show him I was willing to leave.

“You’re right, it’s late let’s get this over with” he replied and unbuttoned his jeans, revealing his uncut cock, semi hard. I didn’t want to suck that. 

“Come on boy, don’t look at it, taste it” he ordered, I couldn’t do anything but suck it.

I got on my knees. Feeling completely nervous and humiliated. I didn’t want to suck some guys cock. I closed my eyes and put it in my mouth. I almost threw up but I managed to suck it a bit but as I kept sucking it, he became bigger and bigger. I was struggling to suck his cock, not only because I was appalled but because I couldn’t fit it in anymore. He tried to push me but I couldn’t do it “Get up” he ordered. I thought “Great this is it” but he showed me the bed. 

“Get on all fours” he ordered. I felt numb. I had to run from there. I was willing to suck his dick. But get fucked was a whole new level of sacrifice for acting.

He was standing there with his big dick hard and I knew I had to choose to be a man or to be a famous actor. I don’t know why I chose the second. Because if I knew what he would do to my ass, I wouldn’t have made that choice.

I remember getting on all my fours, like someone else moved my body, as if it wasn’t me. My ass felt cold, and I felt helpless. I heard his jeans go all the way down, his belt buckle clanked on the trailers floor. His breath was all I could hear in the trailer. He was behind me, I felt the warmth of his body on mine. He spread my buttcheeks with his large hands and I felt spit on my butthole. I trembled. This was it, I was getting fucked. I bet a lot of my gay friends would love to have Gerard Butler fucking them but me, I was terrified. I felt a hot hard thing pushing against my butthole.

“You’re too tight, is this your first time?” he asked me

“Yes sir” I replied thinking I should have said “I don’t want to do this” and leave but I didn’t say anything.

I felt his large finger penetrating my butthole, he wasn’t gentle, it was obvious he cared only to fuck a hole. That scared me a lot, because it meant he didn’t care if he would hurt me. His finger moved hard in and out of my hole, causing a weird sensation. He spread my buttcheeks again and he pushed his dick in again.

I will never forget the moment his dick got inside me. I bit my lip trying not to yell, he wasn’t even fully in. I remember grabbing his hand that he had on my waist trying to push him away. But he didn’t stopped he just kept going. Friction made things worse, what we had as a lubricant was his alcoholic saliva and it didn’t worked at all. I

I felt helpless before but now I was helpless.

“Fuck!” he stammered as he thrusted inside me. I jumped at that.

I felt like my ass and my masculinity was split in two.

“Yeah, I love virgin asses” he stammered and then he started pushing his cock in and out, my ass hadn’t even realized what was going on but he started fucking me. I was holding the sheets so hard as if they were the source of my pain. I moaned softly. The right word is I groaned, because it wasn’t pleasant. What made it worse was that he increased speed. I could feel my sore ass being stretched and I could hear some splashing sounds as he kept going. My eyes rolled and I tried not to cry. This was a torture. He groaned passionately behind me. Holding me by my waist, impaling me to his junk. 

“Do you like it huh?” he was growling behind me, I couldn’t reply, I felt tears in my eyes. I imagined what all the people that supported my career would think if they saw me right now. I pulled my hair, I wanted to divert the pain from my ass, but it wasn’t possible. Gerard had me pinned and he was fucking me like his paycheck depended on it. The bed squeaked in the rhythm of his thrusts. I thought this was the worse and then he rode my ass, he climbed on me and fucked me vertically. My throat hurt from the yelling. I said I wouldn’t yell but it wasn’t something I could control. I cried out like a little bitch, as his dick hammered my ass from above. I was crying, but he didn’t stop for a bit. When he did it was so he can tell me this.

“Ok grab the headrest of the bed, don’t let go” he growled.

I held the headrest knowing what he would do. He started pounding me so hard I thought I would die from the pain. His pelvis slammed onto my ass with such force. His waist moved fast back and forth. His dick went deeper than before. I was ready to jump out of that bed and even kick his balls if he stopped me when he slammed his dick in and stayed there, moaning like a wild animal. I felt his sperm inside me. It was a lot. He went for a shower, and I remained there, on my stomach. I didn’t want to move because my ass was in pain. Also I felt like a trash. I realized how bad was my choice. What if he had cameras, what if he had a video of my humiliation? More questions like there popped into my mind. When he got out of the shower he looked at me.

“Are you still here man? What do you expect me to do, cuddle and talk relationship and shit? Get the hell out of here” 

I had it coming, I got dressed and walked weird to my car. I cried my eyes out and what made it worse, is that my dick got hard as I replayed the whole thing in my mind.

The Welcoming Gift

This story is fictional, I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Sullivan Stapleton

We just had finished combat training with Kurt Weller, he was the director of FBI New York but he had volunteered to teach us rookies some moves. The first thing I had noticed was that he was tall and beefy. He was all man. He had this stern penetrating gaze that made you listen to what he had to say. Even the most balsy rookie in our group didn’t dare to say a word. After every training we could shower in the establishment, of course many of us chose to go to our homes, but I had a date and I had to shower in the establishment. I was surprised that Weller was in the showers too. He had a really nice beefy body, hairy chest, and a very nice cock. I never felt excitement looking at another man’s cock before, not up until this moment. He showered and just said “hey” to me as I entered the showers. 

“You need more working out” he said as he took a good look at my body.

“I know, I was never much into exercise but with FBI is a must and I struggle a bit” I replied turning my back to him so the water could hit me.

“Trust me, if you go out in the field you’ll need more muscle, also you get more women that way” he chuckled.

I liked how he was so friendly even though he seemed stern and bossy.

“Well I have a date afterwards so let’s hope she is not into too much muscle because then I’m doomed” I laughed.

“A date? With a woman?” He asked me genuinely surprised.

I turned to look at him, a bit annoyed.

“No with a giraffe, of course with a woman” I kinda snapped at him.

“Sorry, I just thought you were gay, ever since I saw you” he said

“What? Why? Do I seem gay to you man?” I snapped 

“Hey relax kid, I just thought you were gay, I didn’t say you were” Weller replied but now he seemed pissed. 

“Seriously though, why would you think that?” I asked

“I don’t know, you seem that sensitive type of guy” Weller replied now washing his dick. I took a peak but I didn’t stared for too long.

“Sensitive guys aren’t always gay!” I said a bit too loud

“You’re right” he said and turned his back on me. 

We showered in an awkward silence. The reason that I was bothered by what he said, was that I kinda felt the hots for the man, I had never felt gay for another guy before. Only Weller did that to me. 

We both went to our lockers so we can get dressed. Both with towels wrapped around our waists. I was looking at him and then back at me, I realized that if we ever hooked up, I would definitely be the bottom guy. It’s unnatural for a huge man like Weller to be fucked by a twink like me. Not that I wouldn’t nail his ass if he wanted but I just knew he wouldn’t want to be fucked. He would want to fuck and I had no problem with that either.

He was putting on deodorant when he dropped it and I leaned to grab it off the floor. I bend down and came face to face with his dick. What made it worse was that I stared, I didn’t stood up to give him his deodorant. I just looked at his dick.

“Give me that” he barked and grabbed his deodorant off of my hand.

“You’re welcome” I said

“No, you’re welcome” he said and I knew what he meant.

“Look sir, it wasn’t like that, I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I’m not into men” I started explaining.

“Just me then” he completed my sentence, he was too close to me. I could feel his breath brushing against my face.

“Yeah, until I met you, I never had any fantasies for men before” I stammered.

“Why don’t you touch it, you know you want it” he growled and I reached and felt his dick. He had trimmed pubic hair and huge balls. I could feel it getting hard on my hand and Weller had his eyes locked on mine. He didn’t moan but his eyes did moan, I could see he was into it as much as I was. It felt like I was petting a lion, he was big in comparison with my body. His eyes once again locked to my eyes and he pinned me on the wall. I could feel his hot breath brushing my neck. Like a predator he went for his prey, he buried his face on my neck, his scruff scratched my soft skin but I didn’t care. I didn’t even care that a guy had pinned me against a wall and I could feel his manhood touching my butt. Then his hand felt my butt and he slid his finger up my butthole. A new sensation flooded me, uncomfortable yet exciting. Kurt was observing me as he played with my ass, he was panting and so was I.

“What if someone walks in here?” I stammered

“Nobody is in this part of the building” he replied and kept kissing my neck. His cock was hard, I could feel it touching me behind.

“Do you feel comfortable umm..sucking me off?” He asked me. I looked at him. This was the moment I had to decide if I would do what I wanted or what was right.

I got on my knees and licked his crown. Weller moaned loudly, so I continued, ,y tongue rolled all around this shaft, feeling his veins that popped around and his public hair when I reached the base of his dick. His balls were my next target, soft and big, I buried my face in them and I sucked them as his dick rested on my forehead. I could see Weller smiling at me. 

“Yeah, you’re doing great” he mumbled. I swallowed his dick slowly, burying it inside my mouth, watching his eyes roll in pleasure. He groaned as I sucked and tightened my lips around his manhood. He grabbed me by my hair and started moving his dick slowly, rubbing his dick on my lips, he wanted me to remember his taste. He buried his dick deep inside my throat, but I gagged so he stopped.

“Not ready for that yet” he commented and I realized this wasn’t going to be a one time thing. What was even more surprising is that I liked that idea.

“Come on get up” he said and I followed him to the sauna. It was exhilarating following him naked on the training ring. He started the sauna and we started making out. I loved touching his hairy muscular chest as it got wet by the sauna. Soon our bodies were sweating so much, that our skins sticked. I kissed his lips, his chest and his dick and he helped me get on all fours for him. I couldn’t see him with all that steam, I could only feel him. I was so sweaty and I felt drowsy but in a good way. 

I didn’t see him putting his dick in, I felt his hot hard sword penetrating me, he pushed hard until my ass gave in, I couldn’t even scream, because the pain was too much. Weller wasn’t too large but I was a virgin and well let’s say he wasn’t a small size either. I was supporting myself on the tiles and I could only feel Weller, his cock was trying to open my ass, his sweaty hands on my back holding me.

“Fuck spread your buttcheeks” he ordered me, I reached back and did it. I cried soft moans because I didn’t want to scream. It felt humiliating screaming while being fucked. Kurt slid in and out of my ass, wearing down any resistance my butt had. He groaned and held me by my shoulders so he could boost himself. I put my face down, leaving my ass up for him. His sliding in had become a pounding. Splashing sounds could be heard from our skins colliding.

My own dick dangled hard between my legs. Since he went deep inside my ass, my cock got hard without any touching. 

“Yeah…that’s nice…take it deep” he murmured at me

I was biting my hand so I wouldn’t cry out, I could feel tears on my eyes as Weller kept going on. It wasn’t that I didn’t want this but I felt so emotional being vulnerable. Having a guy fucking me like this. I felt humiliated and it hurt too.

At some points that Weller was being too rough I tried to stop him but he held me too tight. My ass felt like it was on fire, the friction from his movements made me regretting all this fuck thing. 

“Here comes your welcoming gift buddy” he growled and I felt a twitch by his dick inside me. A fluid sensation and then more twitches. He growled again as he filled my ass with his cum. When we finished. We were both so sweaty we took showers again.

Before leaving, I met one other guy from my group. He looked at me and then at Weller who was getting at his car with his stern look.

“He gave you the welcoming gift too?” he asked me.

“What?” I asked startled

“I can see you’re walking like I did after my own private session with Kurt, he is a fucking sexy beast isn’t he?” he marveled.

I left not knowing what to make of this. My first time that I thought was special, was actually a regular thing for Weller. Well at least he gave me a good fuck.

Creampied By Jensen

This story is fictional. It begins in a club where I meet Jensen and he is a bit drunk then things get a bit out of hand. I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Jensen Ackles.

“Because I want to fuck you” he said coming closer to me,my could smell the beer in his breath. If another guy had said this I would have hit him. But this was Jensen Ackles! Semi drunk and ready to show how Texans ride their horse if you know what I mean. He was wearing jeans, not tight, but not loose either, just enough to make you get a glimpse at his package, and a black buttoned up shirt, a little bit opened on the neck. I could even see his freckles as he looked at me. We were in a club and I didn’t even give a fuck if he would fuck me right there in front of everyone.

“You do realize I’m a guy right?” I said joking,M he sipped a bit of his beer and chuckled at me.

“You know what? That’s my dirty secret, I like fucking guys, I like dominate their buttholes and hear them cry out as my long snake takes away their manliness” he said, those words, and the way he said them, made my ass hot and ready. I had never been with a guy before, but now I was ready to give it to Jensen.

“Ok but where?” I said. 

“Suck my dick, right here” he orders and unbuttoned his jeans, his cock was thick and untrimmed, but luckily he wasn’t like a jungle man down there. I couldn’t even believe his dick was so thick. Those veins and that size. 

“You know you want to” he growled at me smiling. I bend over to his legs and started sucking that dick like crazy. I just copied whatever I had seen in porn videos. I sucked his meat and licked that cockhead and then those balls. It wasn’t at all like I was expecting. Less gross, more fun!

He lowered himself on the couch we were seating and he raised his waist upwards so I can have better access to all of his inches. 

“Fuck, that’s right, suck it good babe” he stammered. As I was taking it in my mouth. 

For people who don’t find cocks disgusting, this experience was top notch. I could feel the pulsating cock in my mouth, even those little veins that popped all around it could be felt with the tip of my tongue. Jensen with his hand pushed me against his dick, and I was just sucking hearing him gasp and then hear murmurs of people around us, I was so sure someone would kick us out but sucking off Jensen Ackles have its privileges because we’re left alone. 

I love how his uncut cock moves into my mouth, it’s hard with a soft texture.

His shirt is now hanging open on his sides. His torso glistens by the sweat, I lean and I lick from his pubes to his chest and to his neck as I feel him groan.

“Fuck me” I whisper to his ear. He looks at me with a surprised smile on his face

“Really?” he growled

“Really” I said and straddled him, his hot cock knocking on my ass.

With his hand he tapped his thick cock on my buttcheeks. I sat down taking it in slowly, feeling my ass stretching hard, Jensen also pushed with his waist, he looked at me with eyes full of passion and excitement. I loved the feeling of his hot hard dick inside me, I started moving up and down and every time I did, Jensen gasped. The whole club was looking at our show.

Everytime I squatted onto his dick, it went deeper, I gasped and it hurt but I didn’t want to stop. His expression pure masculine smugness, made me want to be his slut even more. I moaned and cried out, as I was taking his dick all the way in. Not without a lot of pushing, his dick was enormous and my ass wasn’t that open. Well after that it would be. I was so transfixed by his fuck that I grabbed his hair and tussled them or pulled them everytime I sat back on his dick which felt like a fucking iron in my butt.

Plus he thrusted slowly his waist along with me too and all this made friction pleasantly unbearable.

“Fuck! Jump on my cock, yeah that’s right” he groaned watching me hop on his cock like a crazy person, all I could do was cry out like a bitch, and feeling aroused that hundreds of eyes were looking at us, some were disgusted, some were aroused. Some of them jerked off around us. They had good dicks but none of them was like Jensen’s. As I was getting the hang of it he stood up and bend me over the seat with my ass upwards. I knew it would hurt because I was in an uncomfortable position but when he nailed me with his dick, I thought I saw stars. First of all, he was so quick and powerful, that I felt my butt on fire by the friction. Second he went way too deep. So deep that I jumped from the pain. He held me by my shoulders or waist and fucked me so good that I almost yelled “Hail Texas!” I gasped everytime he was in and need of his cock whenever he pulled out. He gave me one more strong thrust in and he cried out in pleasure 

“Damn, fuck you!” And all of his sperm filled my sore butthole. When he pulled out, he held me there and held my buttcheeks spread open with his hands until the rivers of his sperm started pouring out.

“Yeahhhh! That’s what I’m talking about” he cheered. The effect of the fuck had passed and I felt embarrassed as I was getting dressed while the owner and Jensen collected all mobile phones and deleted every single video. He was sweaty and his hair were a mess but he still looked like a sex God. 

A Cowboy Up My Ass! (A Chris Pratt Sex Fiction)


A Cowboy Up My Ass! (A Chris Pratt Sex Fiction)

I was inspired by his guest role on tv show “Mom” so Chris Pratt on my story is not the known actor but a horseback riding trainer. I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Chris Pratt. Also I do not endorse Beastiality!

When we moved to Austin, Texas, I was so sure that I wouldn’t make any friends. I was already 18 years old guy and I had made real friends which I had to leave behind due to us moving. My only consolation was that my parents signed me up to horseback riding classes. I always liked horses and I always wanted to ride one sometime.

I thought it was these fancy classes where you are with a group of other morons like me and you have some teacher showing you. But arriving at the stables,mi realized this was not a horseback riding class, I mean it was but it wasn’t any official school. It was a guy whom my parents paid to teach me. I didn’t mind as long as he would teach me right. And he taught me…all the tricks.

It was our fourth lesson together. Chris was a tall muscular guy, handsome, he had stub around his face which made him even more rugged and handsome. He was wearing jeans and white t-shirt that day, I loved watching his nipples through his shirt. What made me melt was when I saw him with that cowboy hat. 

“That’s it for today, now brush him and out him back on the stable I’m going to wash my hands and drive you home” he ordered me. He was teaching me not only how to ride a horse but also how to care for my them. 

I was sexually frustrated and I bend over and I touched the horse’s penis, no I wasn’t gonna do some pervy bestiality stuff, it’s just I had heard a lot about it, I just wanted to see and feel it. First let me say that the phrase “hung like a horse” made sense now, mine and a big cock, and I got carried away and started stroking it, softly, then it got hard, the funny thing was that I was thinking about Chris as I was doing that.

I was so absorbed at jerking off my horse, that I didn’t heard Chris until he coughed to let me know he was here. I felt so embarrassed. He had his hands on his waist and his face was that of disgust and surprise.

“Where you jerking off Stallion?” (the name of the horse). He asked me.

I was speechless, there was no explanation. He shook his head. He closed the doors of the stable with us in it. 

“I’m used to girls doing that, but seeing a boy doing it, is a first for me” he mumbled

“I’m so sorry I was curious and things went a bit too far” I stammered

“Curious? About horse dick? What is the matter with you? Unless you compensate for something else or someone else” he said smiling slyly to me. His hand went to his crotch and he stroked his penis, I could see it outlined on his jeans.

“Look at it, I bet that’s what you want” he said.

“It’s better to go home” I said. He came closer to me, so close I could smell his sweat and feel his breath on my face.

“Do you really want to go home?” He asked me, his hands on my shoulders.

He didn’t wait for a reply, he made me kneel on the hay in front of him. I had my eyes locked on his, his face was serious, manly. He slowly unbuttoned his jeans, without breaking contact with my eyes, then he pulled down his boxers. 

His cock was a masterpiece. Around 5 inches plus long. But it was really thick, and those veins, like thunders on a meaty sky. His balls hung low and his pubic hair were trimmed. I marveled his manhood and bit my lip. Like you do when you’re afraid of eating a cake so you won’t ruin it’s nice appearence.

“Relax” he instructed me and pushed me softly towards his cock, that stood erect and ready. 

“It’s better if you put your tongue out” he explained as if he was teaching me horse riding. This mans was a teacher at everything.

I felt with my tongue his nice head, which had precums on. I twirled my tongue around it feeling it’s silky hard texture. Chris moaned, his hand where now on his waist. Standing in a dominant posture in front of me. I run my tongue along his shaft, until I reached the part where the balls are connected with his dick. I remained there, pushing and massaging with the tip of tongue that spot. He groaned passionately. With my hand I gently grabbed his balls from below and licked them like they were fruits. I always thought that sucking dick would be disgusting but I was enjoying it, well Chris was enjoying it very much but I enjoyed it too. He stepped closer and I was between his legs, he lowered his balls and teabagged me with them.

“Don’t use your hands, just open your mouth and let them rest there” he instructed me now. I did as he asked. I felt his silky pouch sitting on my lips and I licked it as he lowered his waist with soft squats. I would open my mouth to fit it all in but his balls were fat and big. I took the liberty and moved past his balls, my tongue reached for his ass. He leaned on the stable door and moaned like a wild animal as my tongue tortured his butthole. I felt it contract on my mouth.

“I’ve never been licked there before!” he stammered. 

 He told me to remove my pants and lie down on hay in front of me. I spread my legs and supported my self with my elbows. I heard the clanging sound of his belt as he removed his jeans. I took a peek and he was naked except his t-shirt. That made it even hotter for me, for some reason. He had muscular legs, he came behind me and lied over me, my naked lower half could feel his warmth.

He didn’t waist any time, I felt him push his meaty staff in my ass, the sensation at first was quite pleasant, his hot dick in my hot ass. Plus I was so turned on that I needed something in there. But as he shaft slid in more, I felt an unpleasant stretching of my butt. Also a sizzling pain coming from the deep depths of my butt, I moaned loudly.

“That’s it baby let it in” he whispered in my ear, his hot breath driving me crazy.

“Give me your hands, I want you to surrender yourself to me” he stammered. I did and he placed my hands flat on the hay, holding them there, if I wanted to push back and escape, I couldn’t anymore. But I got why he liked it. Surrendering yourself to someone is somehow hot. The odd thing was that even though I hurt, I seemed to subconsciously lift my ass up. I have a small frame and I imagined Chris’s muscular body against mine. How would it look like a picture. My dick got harder at the image.

“Ahhh” I cried out and inhaled more air.

“Yes, do you feel that?” He asked me. I nodded.

“This is your virginity and I’m taking it, feel it” he said and poked me harder. I felt weird. I loved being poked but also the deeper he went the more I tried to pull away.

It felt uncomfortable and hot and the same time. 

“Look we need to finish this or it might take way too long, so brace yourself boy” he said. I managed to inhale deeply before he started slamming against me and ruining my ass. He was fucking me hard on the hay and he still held me pinned down. I was prey to his appetites. The hay couldn’t stop the impact of his muscular body against mine. 

“Ahhh ahhhh it hurts, stop! Stop!” I was crying like a bitch, ,y ass was resisting I could feel it. But Chris had a missile and my ass was barely a fence for him. He tear it down with his manhood. Chris was the man equivalent of a horse. 

“Ah yes that’s it boy, take it all in the ass!” He screamed behind me.

I smelled his sweat mixed with the smell of hay, the friction between his dick and my ass make me feel like my ass would ignite any minute now. 

“Fuck you!” He bellowed to my ear as he injected his load up my ass. I felt it, I felt the whole creamy load inside me. It tingled but it offered a soothing sensation to my ass.

When he pulled out. His dick was covered in sperm and a little bit of blood. 

He wiped it with a white handkerchief. As I stood up, feeling like I would never be able to walk straight again, he gave it to me.

“Your virginity” he mumbled. I still have that handkerchief hidden. Whenever I want to remember my first time, I just look at it and everything comes back to me.

Disrespect and How To Avoid it! (A Short Sex Fiction with Dean Winchester)

This story is fictional (duh!) but it contains rape. I want you to know that rape is not sexy, I use this as a fantasy for the sex fiction. Non consensual sex is a disgusting crime and I do not endorse it, no matter what this story says. It’s for fun and jerking off not for reenactment 
Nick was silent and sitting comfortable,like the brat he was, next to Dean, the only sound between them was the Impala moaning its way towards wherever Dean was driving. Jack had problems with his son, Nick, who seems to not understand what respect is, he talks back to his mother and even tried to punch his own father, and whenever they try to tell him to calm down he replies with “I’m eighteen now! I’m an adult, I can do whatever I want!” 

That brat needs a good lesson. While Dean enjoys a good hunt. What he really likes is teaching respect to guys like a Nick. 

“Where are we going?” Nick asked in a rude tone

“It’s a surprise” Dean replied with a mocking tone to counterattack a Nick’s rudeness.

As it was expected Nick shriveled back to his seat. The thing with all brats is that they talk back only to their parents, when they meet an outsider, they just oblige.

Dean saw the familiar path on the left, the road there was all dirt and gravel, unlike the smooth highway they just came from. Nick seemed to be nervous as he looked around. Dean understands him, he would be nervous too if some guy drove him in a fucked up road with only trees around them.

“Get out we will walk from here” Dean says and parks the impala. In front of them, a forest expands, not creepy. Just natural, “chirping birds is always a good sign it means there’s no supernatural shit going on” Dean thought. 

“I don’t like hiking” Nick said as if that should make Dean apologize. Dean glared at him, once again making him shut his fucking mouth. “I’m gonna teach you a lesson you little bitch” he thought and calmed down. They walked until they reached the clearing Dean had been casing for exactly this purpose. It was deep in the woods and nobody would stumble upon you unless they were trying to find you.

“Ok we are here” Dean announced.

“What’s here?” Nick inquired just then he felt panic rising as he saw Dean pulling a gun out and pointing it at him.

“Now come over here and get on your knees, in front of me, now!” Dean demanded.

“Ok, ok just don’t shoot me” Nick terrified did as he was asked. He was now kneeling in front of Dean,his face in the height of Dean’s crotch. Behind those jeans he could see a bulge now.

“Ok here how it goes, I had a talk with your father and he told me what an ungrateful bitch you are” Dean thundered “so I said to your father we would spend a day together and I would teach you some respect” Dean explained still pointing the gun to Nick.

“I will respect them I swear” Nick trembled. Dean chuckled “Nah you won’t, you say this because I have a gun in your face, but the truth is, this gun is to cause fear to you, the real gun that causes respect is this” Dean said and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling down his boxers, he revealed his engorged manhood. Uncut, veiny and quite thick. Nick looked at Dean with renewed fear into his eyes.

“What are you gonna do to me?” Nick asked, realizing that he wasn’t on his knees so Dean can execute him. He was there to blow his dick!

“Suck my dick or I’ll make you do it by force” Dean ordered. Nick remained still, his fear had overtaken him.

“Suck my dick you bitch!” Dean thundered. Nick leaned closer and took the disgusting cock in his mouth. He felt like he would throw up. But he continued as he was watching that fucking gun pointed at him.

“Yeah that’s it, wow! Your mouth can be used for something good huh?” Dean asked and pulling him by his hair he fucked his mouth in a vulgar way.

Nick felt the entire cock, grinding inside his mouth, leaving a taste he would never forget, Dean was getting so rough that his dick hit too deep and Nick gagged.

“Wow wow don’t die on me before I fuck your ass” Dean said and that made a Nick realize that Dean wouldn’t stop on a blowjob.

“Please no, I will respect my parents, I learned my lesson” Nick said trying to breath.

“No you haven’t, your lesson will be learned once I fuck that sweet ass of yours” Dean said enjoying Nick’s eyes as feared appeared on them. 

“Keep sucking for now” Dean said. Nick went on sucking Dean’s cock, if he was a girl he would feel happy sucking such a nice dick. But he wasn’t and he felt horrible doing it. Plus Dean kept pushing his head against his cock hard. Making him feel like he was some sex toy. He realized now that he was being disrespected like he was disrespecting his parents. Dean’s moans matched his hard cock.

“Ok, time to teach you the real lesson here” Dean said gesturing for Nick to stand up.

“Dean, please I learned my lesson just let me…” Nick’s face took a nice hit. He realized Dean had punched him.

“Now stand up, say you’re sorry and hug that tree trunk” Dean ordered.

“Yes sir” Nick said crying.

“And?” Dean asked

“I’m sorry sir” Nick replied and hugged the tree trunk. He couldn’t believe he was about to be fucked, by a stud, but he was straight so that didn’t matter. His ass was about to be stretched hard. As he thought of that he felt Dean behind him pulling Nick’s pants down, the cool air touched his butt and the only warmth came from the hard manhood that was near his butt. Dean’s cock. He heard the sound of the wrapper being torn and then he heard Dean’s jeans fall down. He didn’t dare to look behind him, that would make it too real! Only when Nick felt Dean’s hand on his waist he realized that it was all very real.

“Stop please!” Nick pleaded 

“You used “please” see you’re already learning” Dean mocked and propped himself behind Nick.

“Hold on tight” he said and he slowly immersed his cock up Nick’s tight ass. Nick cried out, that cock felt like a burning iron, it kept elevating the pain to new levels the deeper it went. Nick felt his ass changing. Dean moaned behind him, as he plunged his dick in leaving only his balls out. He remained there, enjoying Nick’s cries.

“What is it?” Dean mockingly asked holding him pinned against the tree.

“It hurts, it hurts so much” Nick blurted out, Dean pushed more even though his dick was already in. That send ripples of pain throughout Nick’s body.

“Ahhh stop it please!” Nick pleaded.

“You’re so fucking tight, but not after what I’m gonna do to you” Dean stammered.

He slowly pulled his cock out and then plunged it back in, in strong thrust.

“Ahhhh!” Nick cried out, like the bitch he was. Dean had chosen a nice spot, nobody would hear them here. He found it difficult to thrust his dick inside, as Nick’s ass was too tight and wouldn’t budge.

“Your ass is as stubborn as you” he said to Nick and pushed again. Nick felt the smooth latex tingling his hole, under that latex he could feel Dean’s nerves and veins. What was the most embarrassing was that Nick’s cock was hard as a rock since Dean started fucking him.

“Come on boy, relax your ass” Dean ordered. Nick was as relaxed as anyone would be in that situation. Dean relentlessly worked his thrust in and out, having Nick pinned against the tree, he had a very strong advantage and boost. He leaned and hugged Nick from behind, his face on Nick’s shoulder, his breath on his cheek.

“Fuck! What am I doing to you bitch? Tell me” Dean ordered in a husky voice. Nick did not reply he just sobbed.

“I’m talking to you” Dean thundered. Nick couldn’t feel his legs anymore, he was so strongly pinned against that fucking tree that he had gone numb.

“You’re fucking my ass” Nick mumbled. Dean smirked.

“Damn right I do!” Dean replied. He was pounding Nick hard while he slapped his buttcheeks and turning them into pinky red.

“I bet your folks never spanked you, so I’m doing it for them” he joked as he plunged his sausage once again in.

“Stop it please!” Nick said and pushed Dean back but he couldn’t move. Dean was stronger.

“Are you trying to run away?” Dean asked 

“Just stop!” Nick cried.

“A’right get on your knees” Dean ordered him. Nick obliged, he couldn’t stand being on his knees, his raw sore ass was killing him now but he didn’t dare to try to stand up. He silently cried as Dean jerked his meat. Looking down at him like he was a piece of shit. “Oh fuck!” Dean groaned and Nick saw a white blob flying right into his eyes before he lost his sight temporarily. Dean came a lot. When he finished he snapped a photo of Nick’s creamed face. 

 When they were returning back, Nick was silent. He was sitting but he seemed uncomfortable. “After such fuck, he is lucky he can sit at all” Dean thought.

Just before they reached Jack’s home. Dean slowed down.

“Hey bitch look at me” He growled.

“Yes sir” Nick replied, Dean told him to call him “sir” or else he would slap him.

“Respect your old man or else I’m going to come and take you for camping, five days with me and my condoms, got it?” Dean asked.

“Yes sir” Nick replied and hop out of the car. Walking funny. Dean chuckled and drove off.

Bet Repayed (A Nick Bateman Short Sex Fiction)


This story is fictional, I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with a nick Bateman

Nick buried his sword deep inside Kyle’s delicate tight ass, with a primal groan and a decisive thrust he broke him, he made him his bitch. Kyle moved up and down, in pleasure, in pain, maybe both. He moan with a hint of pain in his cry.

Nick held him by his waist, and pushed his own waist upward, his thick cock once again altered Kyle’s ass, he could feel every tension of Kyle’s through his opened butt.

“That’ll teach you to bet against me in the future” Nick stammered and fucked him like an animal. 

“You said you’d be gentle” Kyle replied with a pout

“I lied” Nick said as he pushed his cock inside deeper this time, he loved how his big thick cock contrasted with Kyle’s tight butt, he loved how even though his ass was completely surrendered to his appetites, it still made attempts to throw his cock out, unable to realize that it simply could not be done. 

“fuck” Kyle cried out, taking a deep breath as if that would make the pain go away. He was the captain of his college team, always the leader and the pussy destroyer. Now he was being fucked rightfully by Nick, the scorer of the opposite team. Kyle played and lost, the bet was a bet. He had to let a Nick fuck him willingly.

Nick moved back and forth with strong thrusts, even after so much fuck, Kyle’s ass was tight, but Nick didn’t mind, he loved the challenge. He bend Kyle over and pounded his ass hard, he almost stopped as he heard him cry like a bitch, but his pleasure won, and he kept doing it, until he felt Kyle’s ass relaxing, then he became gentle. He was ready to come. He opened the shower and let the water hit him.

“On your knees Kyle” he yelled

“yes sir” Kyle replied, it was an agreement for the winner to be called sir 

“Are you ready to receive your trophy?” Nick asked stroking his engorged cock

“Yes sir” Kyle replied, on his knees waiting for the most humiliating part of the bet.

Hot, blobs of sperm arrived at his face, hair and mouth as Nick moaned and let his manly rivers flow. He came a lot, and when he was over, Kyle’s tan face was mostly creamy white because of his sperm.

“This bet is over, you’ve been a good bitch, go now!” Nick ordered as Kyle stumbled running away from him. He never run a bet against Nick Bateman ever again.