Hostile Takeover

“Fuck… Fuck me…” Your boyfriend whispered under his heated panting. I grinned, and then turned to wink at my buddies. See, I told them. I told them that despite being a muscle jock, your boyfriend was easy prey. Look at him. Stripped himself naked already, spreading his thick legs and exposing his fuck hole like a thirsty whore. Gotta say, he was quite flexible, must be that gymnastic training that you’ve mentioned to me before.

There are just certain things that you can tell right away. The fragility of an alpha male, it’s in that arrogance of his, in his every strut, in his every buff. Just the way that he wanted to man up and paint himself as a dickhead was enough evidence that secretly, this muscle jock’s entire self worth was based on a tough exterior, a superiority and security about his manly attributes.

Remember last Christmas? He was slapping your ass in front of all your friends, acting like a douche on purpose, challenging everyone to stupidly dangerous contests and calling everyone a pussy or sissy. It was quite obvious really, that despite him fucking you, a man, every single day, he had never been comfortable with a social image that even slightly questions his masculinity. So I’m doing a favour to you now, me and my buddies. We will turn your boyfriend completely around.

All it took was to show him several enormous cocks. Let him realize in shock that doesn’t matter how much muscles he packed on or how much of a macho douche he was trying to be, he was just not as much of a man as any of us. He’s confused, you can see it in his eyes. This confusion, laced with broken pride and intense pain, soon had nowhere to go but his groin. Now your hunky boyfriend, for the first time in his cocky life, was shamelessly asking to get fucked and used. He’s that confused. He doesn’t know what to do except to get fucked.

Bang! The first cock went in. He groaned in shock of the pain, but still trying to act tough, gritting his teeth instead of crying like a bitch. The huge cock started to pound his muscle ass harder and harder, soon all those bulging meat on him were shaking up and down. He was loosing it, you can see it in his horrified and blanked out eyes.

Bang! More cocks went in. His wide open eyes lost focus, trembling in the centre of the frames from the extreme pleasure and pain. He was drooling like a madman and tensed up as if he was in seizure. His cock, rock hard from getting savagely fucked, soon started to leak creamy cum. Yeah, your beloved cocky masculine boyfriend was one step away from the final revelation.

My buddies and I came again and again in his gut. Everytime we did, he understood further that his gorgeous muscular body is in fact nothing more than a meaty fuck toy. He became increasingly desperate. And finally, he lost his mind as his eyes crossed into a wicked twisted grin: your boyfriend was broken. Done for. Destroyed. Forever fucked into a muscle slut. Perhaps only now, can he finally start to accept his position at the very bottom of the food chain, despite whatever he’d worked hard to obtain.

We all pulled out at once, hard. And your poor muscular boyfriend immediately got sent into seizure as his gut meat were mercilessly pulled out of him, splashing and rolling on the floor like loose spilled beef.

Well, sorry dude, I don’t think your boyfriend would ever be able to fuck you again. Or fuck anyone, for that matter. He had been shown that what he had between his muscular thighs was not a cock, but merely a clit. Nor would you be able to fuck him, because let’s face it, that shattered disfigured nasty pile of meat that he once called his asshole is in no condition to give any single cock any pleasure at all. So you might as well donate this muscular fuck toy to us, we’ll make sure he gets stuffed by tens of cocks at once. What do you say? Deal?

(Thanks to Luxuris for inspirations!)