Relaxing the Muscles
By: Giantguy
so you're in your last year of pre-med rooming with me, sophomore
gunning to be quarterback. you're pissed off that you have an
underclassman roommate -- i'm always coming in late from games,
sweaty from playing and then fucking one of my girlfriends.
sometimes i shower but most times i come in stripping off my sweaty
clothes and falling into bed while you try to study. more and more
you find you can't concentrate ... just thinking about my fat heavy
cock hanging down between my legs as i sleep bareass just feet from
you... wanting to lick my hairy pits or my fat balls the size of
lemons hanging swollen between my powerful thighs ... or if i fall
asleep on my stomach you stare at the crack of my ass ... trying to
think about your exams instead of how you want to lick down into the
deep cleft between my muscular buttcheeks ...
i start coming in complaining i can't get to sleep because of being
pounded so much in practice ... i'm still 2nd string QB and am
pushing myself to the limit ... you offer to help me out with a
backrub. i kinda look at you funny, but i figure you're no queer so
i lay down on the rug and let you try. my back is knotted up like
steel cables ... you're barely making a dent so you try walking on
my back ... that starts to get the kinks out and after my back
cracks a couple of times i finally get some relief and can get to
sleep.
starts to be a regular thing ... i come in aching and make you stop
whatever you're doing and walk on my back. soon even that's not
enough. you manage to get into the supplies at the health center
where you work a couple times a week and swipe some really strong
muscle relaxants. when i come in that night you give me one and
start your usual pounding on my back and legs, walking up and down
my six foot four muscled frame. exhausted from practice, once i
take the pill im out snoring in ten minutes ... i roll over,
muttering my girlfriend's name ... you can't help yourself ... you
are so turned on you're shaking ... you lean down, licking my armpit
and then down my side ... you bury your face in my balls ... i start
saying her name over and over, grabbing your head and shoving my
huge ballsack against you ... my balls swell even bigger as i mash
them into your face, almost smothering you with them ... your cock
is painfully hard and you shoot into your shorts as i rub my balls
across your face.
still in a druggy sleep from the pill, i roll over again, humping
the carpet, pushing my massive cock down, my ass spreading with each
thrust. you bury your face between my ass cheeks and lick down
deep, coming again as i clench my glutes around your face, shooting
my own load onto the rug as i groan her name. i pass out there on
the floor. your shorts are sticky with your cum ... you fist your
own cock again as you keep your face buried in my ass. you figure
i'm out cold so there's no way i'll know what has happened.
the next night i come in to the room, body wet and steaming from the
shower. you bend over your book at your desk, not wanting to look
too anxious to get your hands on my body. i stand by your desk,
dropping my towel, my half hard cock hanging huge and fat ... a
smirk on my face.
"So ... ya gonna walk on my back for me bud?"
You try to shrug as though you haven't been thinking about it all
day. "Sure... I guess."
As i go to flop down, I grab the bottle of muscle relaxants.
"Gimme another one of these, bud. Nah, gimme two. I'm pretty
sore."
"How about three just to be sure?" You hand them over. They're
horse pills ... but with a bull-sized body you figure I'll be fine.
"Kinda knocked me out some, got me loose ... not enough though." I
say as I stretch out on the floor, my ass high, hard and round,
white against my tan.
"Uh ... you weren't out all the way? I thought you were asleep..."
you say, trying to sound offhand, as you begin balancing on my back
with your bare feet.
"Hell no." There is a long pause and then I chuckle "So that means
I know what you were doin', ya little fuck."
Your heart races and your breath is tight. "Uh ... uh ... you do?"
"Yeah ... ya fuckin perv ... lickin me all over ... lucky for you I
was fuckin horny ... wow man ... these things are really kicking in
... " My voice starts to sound slurred and you sigh a little in
relief ... even if i was going to kick your ass, i'm getting too
spacy to do it now.
"Aw yeah man ... feels good ... keep doin' that ... " I stretch my
arms and legs out ... you can feel the tight muscles of my back
unwinding and loosening. You massage strongly with your feet,
determined to give me the best working over you can. I sigh deeply.
You take a step backward, your foot coming down squarely on one of
my round muscled glutes. It clenches in reflex, and your foot slips
down into the smooth, deep crack. I groan as your foot pushes
against my asshole and then, loosened by the triple dose of
relaxant, gives way and slurps your foot in.
You are surprised and startled and go to brace yourself with your
other foot ... I flex my buns and the other foot slides down to join
the first, pushing into my stretched hole.
You struggle for something to grab on to, expecting me to be
yelling, ready to kick your ass. I reposition myself and just
laugh drunkenly.
"Hey buddy ... ya like my ass so much ... guess ya got yer wish man,
yer fuckin right in it ... damn that feels fuckin wild ... this is a
fuckin powerful buzz dude..."
I give a mighty flex of my glutes -- you expect to be pushed up and
out but instead you are grabbed by strong contractions and slurp in,
your legs feeling like they are being sucked into hot, squishy mud.
You realize you are squelching in shit.
I laugh harder ... "Whoa dude ... fuckin unreal... here ya go!"
Another flex of my buns and you slip in deeper, my big football
player's ass at your waist. I groan as my asshole swallows you
deeper, stretching beyond belief ... i hump at the carpet and my ass
clenches and releases, pulling you in further ... grasping you
around your chest ... you are dizzy, pushing at my high rounded
asscheeks, the musky scent of my ass surrounding you ... I release
my grip as you try to wedge your arms in to give yourself leverage
...
"Where you goin' bud? Looks like i got ya now man ..." I'm
laughing like someone getting stoned for the first time. I push my
rock hard rod against the rug, flexing my ass hard, groaning and
grunting as you are pulled deeper ... deeper ... my body heat
radiating from my overstretched sphincter ... you trying to struggle
as my butt cheeks rise up on either side of your face, looking down
at my hugely swollen ballsack hanging like two fat oranges between
my legs ... feeling the pressure of my glute muscles on either side
of your face ... trying to comprehend what is happening to you ...
how deeply i have you trapped ... you feel yourself being pulled in
slowly ... panic surges through you.
"Greg ... fuck man, you gotta stop ...! Come on man, I'm serious
... you're gonna fuckin' suffocate me! Let me out dude!"
"Awww man ... feels so good ..." My words are slurred more than
before ... I'm enjoying the incredible sensation of being so full
... so satisfied ...
"NO! Jesus man I'll drown in your shit! GREG COME ON!!!"
"Thought ya liked that ... lickin' my ass dude ... go ahead you can
lick it from inside ..." Another slow powerful flex and you start
to be sucked into the deep crack, my buns forcing themselves closed
over you ...
"GREG! STOP!!! I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN! PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!!"
You gasp for your last breath as you see my mighty glutes squeezing
... squeezing ... hearing my groggy, drugged up laughter ... I flex
inner muscles i never knew I had ... gripped by a powerful orgasm as
my buttcheeks clamp shut...
You feel the hot, feverish wetness of my ass closing around you ...
I sleep... full... relaxed ...
After a week, you are presumed a drop out and a new roommate is
assigned to the room ... I shake hands with the stammering freshman,
a member of the swim team ...
"Hey man ... can ya walk on my back for me? My old roommate used to
do it ... "