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My wife gave me a blowjob last night after I came she kissed me and gave my cum back to me and told me to swallow. She said if my dick was bigger she would have swallowed .

"C'mon boys, dig in. There's enough man here for the both of you. I love when a fag couple hires me as their camping guide. It always ends up like this, with both of em focused fully on me. Bet you didn't think this was how your trip would end up, but you're glad it did, I'm sure."

"You're the bottom, I guess," he said to the one burying his face in his sweaty, hairy pit. "You barely put up a fight, and only a real sub bitch would be this thirsty for my sweat." He grunted in response, fully focused on licking every drop of musk off you. "That's it boy. Good thing it's a hot day. I work up a real musky sweat on days like today, esoecially insulated withall this thick hair," you said with a smirk a he moaned in pleasure, pushing his head into your pit one more time before moving over to your hairy chest.

"And you must be the top," you said to the other man, staring at you in a daze. "I know. I know it must be confusing. You're used to bing in control after all. But it's ok, babyboy. You can let go of that now." you said, scratching the back of his head. You see him melt at your touch, eyes turning from glazed to desperate as he waits on your next words. "That's right boy. Daddy's here nowe. You just want Daddy to hold you in his big arms, kiss you with his thick, fuzzy beard. You love your Daddy, boy."

"I love... my Daddy," he repeats, fully broken now, and he leans in for a passionate kiss, his body and mouth melting against yours as he rubs his patchy, thin stubble against your thick, manly beard. He loves you now. In love with you. It's always more fun to break the tops. The bottoms break so easily, but once the tops break, once their submissive nature they try so hard to bury bursts out, it's all the more satisfying.

"That's right babyboy," you say, and he blushes and gigglles at you like a giddy little girl when you say it. "Tell Daddy he can have your boyfriend now," you say, staring at his ex-bottom (he's yours now) still pushing as much of his face into your hairy body as he can.

The ex-top (he's your bottom now too) grabs your chin, staring lovingly into your eyes. "Of course you can, Daddy," he says, leaning back into kiss you, desperate for you, for the warmth of your tongue to penetrate his mouth. It's only been a few seconds but to him it's felt like weeks since your tongue left his mouth, and he wants it- needs it- in there. This is where it gets fun.

"Just a second baby," you say, turning away and facing his (ex)boyfriend. "Your boyfriend here is doing such a good job, he deserves some attention too, right?"

You see the bafflement- the confusion in his eyes, and watch it turn to jealously, then rage, and then finally, determination. Determination to do a better job to get your attention back on him. This is your favorite part- where the couple turns on each other.

His hand is on your hairy chest and you feel his rubbing get more intense as he squeezes and gropes your entire huge pec muscle, playing with your nipple. You lean your head back and moan and he takes that as a green-light, latching his mouth onto your nipple, sucking and licking all over it sending waves of pleasure through you. See how a little healthy competition brings out the best in the boys?

He moves his mouth over to your other pit, burying his face into it like his boyfriend, and you get a nice whiff of your own BO as you lift your arms into a triangle above your head, airing your pits out, letting them get nice and deep in there. Cleaning you out. "That's my boys," you say, putting your arms down, headlocking them both into your pits. They both squirm like the little worm faggots they are, moaning in pleasure over and over again, lost in you, not even noticing they could barely breathe trapped under your huge, beefy arms. After about 20 minutes you let them go, gasping for air.

"Kiss... Daddy?" the (ex)top asked. Psh. See how the bottom just focused on serving you like a good boy, while these annoying tops can never just realize they're no longer in control?

"No kiss boy," you said sternly, and you smile satisfiedly as his entire body convulsed with anger and frustration and he let out a frustrated yell like a child, pounding the ground.

"No kiss until you understand what you are now," you said, placing a big, sweaty foot on his back, pushing him down to the ground. You flipped him over with it and planted it on his face. His features lit up and his tongue slide automatically over it as he took a deep inhale, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"So you said you were a strict top, you'd never been fucked, right?"

"No, sir."

"Well, let's fix that," you said, flipping him over with your foot and grabbing his ass. You ripped the pants off him in one stroke, sliding a finger in him before he knew what was happening. He yelped and flinched, but you dragged your big bear hand down his back slowly, scratching him, whispering "shhhhh baby, shhhh." and his spasms lessened.

Yep. Just like that. You like feeling Daddy in you, don't you baby? you said as his yelps of pain and surprised slowly became purs of pleasure, his struggling, writhing movements becoming instinctual hip thrusts.

"Thaaaaat's a good boy. Get Daddy in there nice and deep," you said as he started grinding back against your finger, pushing you further and further into him.

"Yes sir," he said, a dumb grin slowly spreading across his face as he rammed against you faster and faster.

"See? I knew you had it in you baby. 'Total top' my ass," you laughed, "I could tell you'd make a good pussyboy from the minute I saw you."

"Yes," he grunted, practically slamming himself against you now, a line of drool leaking from his smiling mouth. "Pussyboy. I'm a pussyboy."

"That's right," you said with a smile, proud of how quickly you'd broken him.

"What do you think of this, boy?" you asked the sub, turning over to him. "Your top rolling around in the dirt for Daddy like this?"

"I ... I wish it was me, Sir," he said desperately, staring with wanting eyes at the scene.

"That's a good answer. I'll tell yous what- c'mere, boy," you said to him, sliding out of his bf and sitting on a nearby rock. He came over and you hoisted him onto your lap; he nuzzled against you. "I'm going to let you two go when we're done. Just with a little twist," you said, taking your cock out and slowly lowering the sub onto his knees in front of you. Like the good boy he was, he latched right onto your cock and began sucking it good. You leaned back and enjoyed it for about 10 or 15 mins while the top convulsed on the ground still. "I think you both need your worlds turned upside down," you finally continued when you were ready to cum, holding the subs head down on your cock as your hot load poured into him. He didn't pull away or even flinch, swallowing and sucking every last drop of it.

"Good boy. Drink up that alpha cum, cuz you're the top now, babyboy, and this nut is gonna help you get there" you said triumphantly as the sub fell to the ground, body twitching and spasming as it slowly began to change, becoming even bigger, hairier, taller, sexier than he already was. The leather harness he'd had on snapped off under his bulging muscles, his bare chest shining in the sunlight. His underwear stretched and with a series of snapping sounds, his cock, which had doubled or trippled in size, ripped through them, hanging out ilke a caveman. You walked over to the other you'd just fingered, planting your feet in front of his face. He began to immediately kiss them again and again.

The other's eyes finally flickered open, transformation completed, and he were staring directly at his boyfriends bare ass. With a feral grunted he lunged over to it, spread the cheeks apart, and slid his huge cock in. His boyfriend howled, eyes rolling back as the huge cock nearly split him open, but you could tell he was loving it slowly, minute by minute. The one fucking him grabbed him by the hair, pulling his head and arching his back as he plowed him. He turned his head towards his own and spat in his mouth, prompting another round of howls, before kissing him sloppily while he continued ramming him.

You just sat back and watched, smiling, until, with a bellow, he shot his load in his bf's ass and collapsed onto him, kissing and sucking his new bottom's neck as he whimpered beneath him, both of them forever changed by their little trip with you.

Camping was so fun.

Ryan Bones, Markus Kage and Teddy Torres in Truck Loads (RSS, 2022)

FLASHBACK

Our tongues danced in a choatic, syncopated rhythm that matched her stroking my cock through my boxers. Just as suddenly, she peeled away from me, leaving me panting.

“Wha...” my incomplete protest was met with a finger on my lips.

“Fifteen minutes, I need to shower first,” she answered my plea. Moments later, the cascade of water from the open door to the bathroom, as well as the throbbing blue-ball ache in my shorts, triggered a memory from long ago in college.

Dating her was a score that was the envy of all my friends and enemies alike. They all wanted to switch places with me, seeing her as the prize catch of all the freshman class. She coming from a conservative family upbringing, our dates ended with barely a short make out session and the rare, through the shirt petting. Yet, she was worth it. Those shining eyes from beneath those tousled curls could promise pleasures yet to come worth the waiting.

Driving back to my off-campus apartment, I anticipated an evening of adventure, with my roommates home for the weekend.

“My lit prof has some corrections to my essay, which he says will when corrected, will elevate my grade. I just need to pick it up from his office, then we can be on our way. Fifteen minutes.”

“Ok,” I conceded. “I'll be parked out front waiting.”

With that, she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and sprang from the car and vanished through the office building's double doors. I glanced up to the third floor, and there was only one lit window on this late Friday early evening. Fifteen minutes turned into twenty, then thirty. Out of nowhere, a torrential downpour erupted from the dark sky. Fearing she would be drenched upon her return, I exited the car with the only umbrella. No harm in surprising her with this act of chivalry.

Shaking off the rain from the umbrella before ascending the stairs, I moved silently in my sneakers until I reached the only office with lights. The blinds were only partially drawn, which was campus protocol when meeting with students for everyone's protection. I drew close to see if she was nearly finished with the essay review, but was frozen in my steps from the scene in the room.

Her skirt was hiked up to her waist. His pants flopped carelessly around his mid-thigh. She was climbing him as though she was scaling a climbing wall, suspended in the air, supported only by his stiff cock that plunged in and out with her every effort to ascend to exotic heights of pleasure. This...this was the shy, conservative-raised girl I had dated for two months? She was absolutely feral in her movements, grasping, clinging, her hands raking across his back as she bit into his shoulder through his shirt to muffle her outbursts of ecstasy.

He lifted her off his pole and sat her onto the edge of the desk. Both engaged in sweeping the desk clean, books and papers flung into the air and littered the floor as she lay back. He buried his face between her thighs, her fingers intertwined in his salt and pepper locks as she swiveled her hips and ground her crotch in his face with near ferocity.

Extricating himself from her pussy, but leaving her legs over his shoulders, he stood, pulling her closer to the edge of the desk. With the back of her legs against his chest, he pounded her with such desperation that the desk creaked and nearly scooted with each thrust.

Who the fuck was this girl that I thought I knew? I had not even received a kiss with a fraction of the intensity that I was witnessing. I was stunned into immobility, locked in the rigors of disbelief, or so I thought until I reached down and realized that at some point, I had removed my hard cock and was stroking it, first with the pace of leisure, then matching that of the driving cock in my girlfriend's pussy.

My girlfriend? My girlfriend! I should be jealous, furious even. Why was I then so turned on? I had never thought of myself as a cuck, yet there was a dribble of drool at the corner of my gaping mouth. I watched, unable to break my gaze away until I felt the fire in my loins signal impending orgasm. I could not stop, either watching or stroking. Taking out my handkerchief that my dad had given me when leaving for college, I captured my load as my cock erupted like Vesuvius. Only then did I realize that they were already straightening their clothes.

I knew I couldn't be caught in the building, let alone at the door. Dropping my spoiled handkerchief in the trash bin at the end of the hall, I made a quick exit down the stairs.

“All ready to go?” I asked as she appeared through the door. She hesitated at my being out of the car until she saw I was holding the umbrella and the downpour we faced. A weak smile crossed her lips and she thanked me for being so considerate as to come get her out of the rain. I said nothing that there was no essay in sight.

To this day, I do not know how I held it together in not confronting her.

The shower door opened. She stepped into our bedroom, draped only in the smallest of towels. When she saw that my eyes met hers, she allowed the towel to slip to the floor. The memory of that night faded in the passion that rose in me, swept away with the realization that that girl, now a woman was all mine, feral and all.

I hope.

Your wife

has been flirting with me quite a while now and judging by the look on my face, she gave me a boner sitting on my lap. You just smile going right along with our. she was in capable hands with me, you know i will going to fuck your wife with no mercy. That's how she wants it.

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