Groomed into a Boy Slut for Cock Pt 03
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One day, Mr Adams told me about his favorite place, a secret lake, a place he had never taken anyone, but that he was hoping to take me. But the lake was father than we had ever hiked, almost two hours away and wanted to make sure I was up for it. The thought of going to a secret lake that Mr. Adams had never taken anyone was almost too much and of course I said yes. I'm sure he knew I would.
The next morning was a muggy sunny day, in the mid 90s. We spent all morning hiking in the hot sun. By the time got to the lake, we were both soaked in sweat, our clothes drenched, exhausted. The lake was small, with still clear water, surrounded by trees. There was a small sandy beach and we sat down on it, staring off into the lake and gulping down some water.
"Man, is it hot!" he said, and he quickly pulled off his sweaty shirt in one sweep.
I stared at his body in awe. His huge muscles flexed and contracted with each motion, as sweat dripped down his chiseled chest down the creases of his abs onto the top of his underwear lining. His nipples were erect and prominent, and he had a thick patch of hair on his chest and his armpits, but besides that was completely smooth, almost as if he had waxed the rest of his torso. He looked like a superhero. He lay down next to me and placed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, leaving me to continue to ogle at his huge frame. With is shirt off and his arms behind his head, I could smell his strong body odor waft from his sweaty body through the thick air. It was pungent, initially causing my nostrils to flare, but I soon adjusted to his powerful scent and it didn't bother me.
"This is much better, you should do the same, I recommend it," briefly opening one eye and smiling when he noticed me checking out his muscular body with my jaw open. Never wanting to disappoint, I quickly pulled off my shirt too, exposing my tiny hairless frame. I thought I heard him growl but wasn't positive. I looked so pale and tiny compared to him, and I felt so safe knowing this huge titan was here with me. I lay down next to him, closing my eyes and enjoying the moment. I found that not only had I gotten used to his sweaty smell, but that I was actually starting to enjoy it. It smelled thick and masculine, and I found myself turning my head to face him and deeply inhaling his scent in as inconspicuously as possible.
The sun continued to beat down on us as we continued to sweat in the heat. "You know what we should do? Go for a swim" he grinned.
"But I didn't bring any swim trunks" I explained.
"Neither did I, but we got our underwear, right? And we can dry off in the sun after. Come on, it will feel amazing."
Within a second he sprang to his feet next to me, and with his back facing me, as he pulled his tight shorts off as I watched him undress. His legs were as big as tree trunks, each muscle clearly defined. His butt, only partially covered by a pair of skimpy bikini style briefs, was large and round, continuously flexing and relaxing as he pulled his shorts off. I could see his crack outlined through the thin wet material. He then turned around and stood over me, with one of his massive legs on either side of own as I lay on the sand looking directly up at him . And there between his thick legs was the object that kept me up at night as I fantasized about it. There it was, less than two feet from me, his huge massive bulge. His skimpy white briefs struggled to contain his manhood behind its thinly stretched fabric, the point where the fabric couldn't even fight snuggly against his leg. His briefs were half soaked in sweat, making the material semitransparent in parts, and I could clearly see the outline of his huge thick dick smooshed against his ball, wrapped around them.
It looked like a fat piece of salami above to chicken eggs. I gasped and sat upright in shock, almost reflexively, His bulge now a few inches from my face. Immediately I smelled a more potent, muskier smell, and I could only imagine it was coming from his loins. My nostrils flared again and again as I inhaled. I couldn't look away from his huge bulge right in front of my face, and in that instance I felt my own dick swell again, and throb against my leg. His bulge was so incredibly big, so perfectly and amazingly big. He watched me stare at his fat sweaty bulge without saying anything, just smirking. He pretended to stretch above me, arching his back and jutting his hips forwards and in circles, acting like he didn't know what sort of effect he was having on me. He stood on one leg as he stretched his quads, causing his junk to jiggle right in front of me.
Finally I looked up to him realized he was watching me transfixed on his huge bulge. I felt my face get hot as waves of embarrassment filled my body and I averted my gaze, completely embarrassed.
"Hey, no need to be embarrassed, it's totally natural, totally normal to look, we are all men, nothing to worry about at all" he purred, "come on, your turn."
He picked me up of the ground onto my feet like I was a feather, then he crouched down in front of me. Before I could protest, he pulled down my shorts, stripping me down to my own briefs. He stayed crouched in front of me, staring at my throbbing erection pinned against my briefs, fighting against the fabric. I heard him growl and sigh and felt his breath against my naked thighs. I was frozen in complete embarrassment...now he would definitely think I was a pervert too, just like the other camp boys!
"Oh no! I am so sorry! I am so sorry! I don't know why that happened I can't help it" I cried as I tried to cover up my throbbing cock with my hands and closed my legs the best I could.
"Hey, of course you can't help it, and that is a totally normal reaction when looking at another man's body, you have no reason to be embarrassed. I'm not offended at all, in fact, I'm flattered!" he said with a smile
"Really?" I said looking up at him, almost to tears, still unable to believe his words.
"Really, I'm flattered, so you have no reason to cover up like that, nothing to be ashamed of, you should be proud". He rose to his feet and stood behind me. He grasped my wrists in his powerful hands and placed them at my sides, gently pinning them there as I tried to fight him briefly, still too embarrassed. But his strength was incredible and my hands remained pinned, my erection exposed and throbbing.. As he held me there in the hot sun, I could feel his body pressed against my back and I knew I was feeling massive bulge pressing into me, getting rubbed up and down, side to side as squirmed against him. I could smell his potent body odor fill my nostril, and felt his sweat drip from his chest onto my shoulder, all of which only made my cock throb harder than ever.
"Hey, relax" he said, calmly but firmly. I stopped squirming against him, and accepted that Mr. Adams had seen my erection, and that he was truly okay with it. I took a deep breath and looked down—my cock was pinned to the left and violently throbbing against my thin briefs. My briefs covering my cock head were soaked in precum, more than I had ever made.
"It's okay," cooed Joe, taking his hands off my wrists, and placing them on my shoulders as he felt me relax, rubbing them softly, massaging them between his powerful fingers. "We're just a couple of guys having fun. It's okay that seeing another man's body turns you on. It's great, I love it. I love that you like looking at my big strong body and big fat cock."
His words cut through me-I'd never heard him talk like that, using a filthy word like 'cock'. I found it so exciting, so wrong.
"It's not weird or bad?" I asked him apprehensively, my guard still up after all the teasing from the boys.
"No it's amazing. I think it's really hot" he said.
My mind focused on the sensation of Joe's massive bulge pressed against my back. I could feel it slipping and sliding around against my lumbar, slick with our sweat, firmly pressed. Even in the mid day summer sun, could feel the heat off his cock radiating against my back. I began to feel it grow firmer and larger.
All my embarrassment and fear immediately evaporated and was replaced with pure content and satisfaction. Joe-my idol, my hero—was also getting hard...because of me! It no longer felt wrong. In fact, I was extremely pleased with myself, that I could make him react like he made me react. I continued to let him massage my shoulders, but what I was really enjoying was the sensation of his member growing against me. I felt myself gently pressing back against him, under the guise of enjoying his shoulder massage.
"That feels so good, Mr. Adams" I said with my eyes closed, wiggling my shoulders back in an attempt to create more sensation on his huge cock.
"You like that, boy? You're so so...tight" he said, kneading my shoulders. "I think you need to relax a little more, let me get your back to." His fingers worked their way down my from my shoulders to my back. As he did this, I felt him widen his stance and sink lower in his hips. His cock, which was initially pressed against my back, slipped firmly pressed against my ass. I could feel him grind his hips into me, and felt his cock press against my ass through my briefs, the sheer size spreading my cheeks slightly. It felt like a hot baseball bat against my ass and soon it could feel it throbbing, slick against my bottom. I realized I was no longer just wiggling my shoulders, but gently grinding my tiny ass against him, up and down, side to side, relishing his hot cock and body. I grew self conscious again quickly, but since he made no attempts to move or stop me, I felt it was ok.
"Oh my God what a hungry little slut," I heard him whisper beneath his breath, not even talking to me. I had never been called a slut before. I had heard some of the girls called it at school but never used towards a boy. It didn't seem to bother me hearing him say it towards me, but I dont think anything he said would bother me. Anything he did was perfect.
Suddenly I felt his powerful arms wrap around my tiny frame and gripe tightly, pulling me tighter into him. I could feel his sweat coating my body from his slippery wet skin. The stink from his armpits was almost overpowering, but I couldn't stop inhaling in his scent, turning my head towards his musky pits. I could feel my mouth start to water.
"Does that feel good, boy, is this what you needed?" I heard him grunt.
"Mmmmmhmmmmm. Just a couple of guys having fun, right?" I said.
"Yesss that's right, such a good boy," he hissed. My heart skipped. I loved that he said I was a good boy! That's all I wanted to be!
After a few minutes, I felt his grip loosen. "Alright boy, I think that's enough fun for now," he said suddenly. I felt his body slip away from mine and immediately felt empty. Why did we have to stop? What went wrong? I turned to face him and gasped when I looked down.
His tight white briefs, which before had been semi soaked in sweat, were now completely soaked and almost transparent and his massive manhood was on full display. Oh my God his huge fat cock! I couldn't look away, i was transfixed. His fat meaty dick, which had already struggled to stay contained in his briefs when he was soft, was now rock hard. It had snaked its way up the left side of his briefs, pinned beneath the stretched fabric. It was bigger and thicker than my forearm. His shaft throbbed violently against the sweat soaked fabric as if trying to escape, seeming to grow thicker and longer with each aching throb, with thick veins pulsing like fingers. Its massive cock head looked like a baseball as I watched thick globs of precum ooze though his briefs with each violent throb, dribbling down his briefs onto his legs like globs of spit. Both his balls were clearly outlined, like two huge eggs caught in shrink wrap, precum and sweat dripping from them onto the floor. His musky stench filled my nostrils, and I felt drool leak from my mouth as I quickly slurped to catch it. I trembled.
He grinned as he watched me stare in awe, very pleased with my reaction.
"You ever see a big fat throbbing man cock like this one, boy?" thrusting his hips causing his cock and balls to bob obscenely, sending flecks of precum flying and some land on my thighs. I thought I was going to cum. Hearing him talk like that really turned me on.
"No, never," I said quietly, panting, eyes fixed, nostrils flaring. I wanted to reach out and grab it so badly, feel its greasy slickness over my hand.
"Well, maybe I can show you more later, but we need to go now." he said, his voice soft.
"But we didn't even go swimming yet" I say in half protest.
"Too late, we're already late and need to get back" He said matter of factly. Why was he teasing me like this?
"Okay." Is all I could say, almost hypnotized.
I continued to watch as he grabbed his shorts and put them on, struggling to get them over his massive tool. He finally managed to stretch them over, his huge outline was still clearly visible though the material, but to a lesser degree. He grabbed our shirts and my shorts and started waking towards the direction of camp. I followed him happily, only in my underwear, my hard cock bouncing with each step.
TO BE CONTINUED
The next morning was a muggy sunny day, in the mid 90s. We spent all morning hiking in the hot sun. By the time got to the lake, we were both soaked in sweat, our clothes drenched, exhausted. The lake was small, with still clear water, surrounded by trees. There was a small sandy beach and we sat down on it, staring off into the lake and gulping down some water.
"Man, is it hot!" he said, and he quickly pulled off his sweaty shirt in one sweep.
I stared at his body in awe. His huge muscles flexed and contracted with each motion, as sweat dripped down his chiseled chest down the creases of his abs onto the top of his underwear lining. His nipples were erect and prominent, and he had a thick patch of hair on his chest and his armpits, but besides that was completely smooth, almost as if he had waxed the rest of his torso. He looked like a superhero. He lay down next to me and placed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, leaving me to continue to ogle at his huge frame. With is shirt off and his arms behind his head, I could smell his strong body odor waft from his sweaty body through the thick air. It was pungent, initially causing my nostrils to flare, but I soon adjusted to his powerful scent and it didn't bother me.
"This is much better, you should do the same, I recommend it," briefly opening one eye and smiling when he noticed me checking out his muscular body with my jaw open. Never wanting to disappoint, I quickly pulled off my shirt too, exposing my tiny hairless frame. I thought I heard him growl but wasn't positive. I looked so pale and tiny compared to him, and I felt so safe knowing this huge titan was here with me. I lay down next to him, closing my eyes and enjoying the moment. I found that not only had I gotten used to his sweaty smell, but that I was actually starting to enjoy it. It smelled thick and masculine, and I found myself turning my head to face him and deeply inhaling his scent in as inconspicuously as possible.
The sun continued to beat down on us as we continued to sweat in the heat. "You know what we should do? Go for a swim" he grinned.
"But I didn't bring any swim trunks" I explained.
"Neither did I, but we got our underwear, right? And we can dry off in the sun after. Come on, it will feel amazing."
Within a second he sprang to his feet next to me, and with his back facing me, as he pulled his tight shorts off as I watched him undress. His legs were as big as tree trunks, each muscle clearly defined. His butt, only partially covered by a pair of skimpy bikini style briefs, was large and round, continuously flexing and relaxing as he pulled his shorts off. I could see his crack outlined through the thin wet material. He then turned around and stood over me, with one of his massive legs on either side of own as I lay on the sand looking directly up at him . And there between his thick legs was the object that kept me up at night as I fantasized about it. There it was, less than two feet from me, his huge massive bulge. His skimpy white briefs struggled to contain his manhood behind its thinly stretched fabric, the point where the fabric couldn't even fight snuggly against his leg. His briefs were half soaked in sweat, making the material semitransparent in parts, and I could clearly see the outline of his huge thick dick smooshed against his ball, wrapped around them.
It looked like a fat piece of salami above to chicken eggs. I gasped and sat upright in shock, almost reflexively, His bulge now a few inches from my face. Immediately I smelled a more potent, muskier smell, and I could only imagine it was coming from his loins. My nostrils flared again and again as I inhaled. I couldn't look away from his huge bulge right in front of my face, and in that instance I felt my own dick swell again, and throb against my leg. His bulge was so incredibly big, so perfectly and amazingly big. He watched me stare at his fat sweaty bulge without saying anything, just smirking. He pretended to stretch above me, arching his back and jutting his hips forwards and in circles, acting like he didn't know what sort of effect he was having on me. He stood on one leg as he stretched his quads, causing his junk to jiggle right in front of me.
Finally I looked up to him realized he was watching me transfixed on his huge bulge. I felt my face get hot as waves of embarrassment filled my body and I averted my gaze, completely embarrassed.
"Hey, no need to be embarrassed, it's totally natural, totally normal to look, we are all men, nothing to worry about at all" he purred, "come on, your turn."
He picked me up of the ground onto my feet like I was a feather, then he crouched down in front of me. Before I could protest, he pulled down my shorts, stripping me down to my own briefs. He stayed crouched in front of me, staring at my throbbing erection pinned against my briefs, fighting against the fabric. I heard him growl and sigh and felt his breath against my naked thighs. I was frozen in complete embarrassment...now he would definitely think I was a pervert too, just like the other camp boys!
"Oh no! I am so sorry! I am so sorry! I don't know why that happened I can't help it" I cried as I tried to cover up my throbbing cock with my hands and closed my legs the best I could.
"Hey, of course you can't help it, and that is a totally normal reaction when looking at another man's body, you have no reason to be embarrassed. I'm not offended at all, in fact, I'm flattered!" he said with a smile
"Really?" I said looking up at him, almost to tears, still unable to believe his words.
"Really, I'm flattered, so you have no reason to cover up like that, nothing to be ashamed of, you should be proud". He rose to his feet and stood behind me. He grasped my wrists in his powerful hands and placed them at my sides, gently pinning them there as I tried to fight him briefly, still too embarrassed. But his strength was incredible and my hands remained pinned, my erection exposed and throbbing.. As he held me there in the hot sun, I could feel his body pressed against my back and I knew I was feeling massive bulge pressing into me, getting rubbed up and down, side to side as squirmed against him. I could smell his potent body odor fill my nostril, and felt his sweat drip from his chest onto my shoulder, all of which only made my cock throb harder than ever.
"Hey, relax" he said, calmly but firmly. I stopped squirming against him, and accepted that Mr. Adams had seen my erection, and that he was truly okay with it. I took a deep breath and looked down—my cock was pinned to the left and violently throbbing against my thin briefs. My briefs covering my cock head were soaked in precum, more than I had ever made.
"It's okay," cooed Joe, taking his hands off my wrists, and placing them on my shoulders as he felt me relax, rubbing them softly, massaging them between his powerful fingers. "We're just a couple of guys having fun. It's okay that seeing another man's body turns you on. It's great, I love it. I love that you like looking at my big strong body and big fat cock."
His words cut through me-I'd never heard him talk like that, using a filthy word like 'cock'. I found it so exciting, so wrong.
"It's not weird or bad?" I asked him apprehensively, my guard still up after all the teasing from the boys.
"No it's amazing. I think it's really hot" he said.
My mind focused on the sensation of Joe's massive bulge pressed against my back. I could feel it slipping and sliding around against my lumbar, slick with our sweat, firmly pressed. Even in the mid day summer sun, could feel the heat off his cock radiating against my back. I began to feel it grow firmer and larger.
All my embarrassment and fear immediately evaporated and was replaced with pure content and satisfaction. Joe-my idol, my hero—was also getting hard...because of me! It no longer felt wrong. In fact, I was extremely pleased with myself, that I could make him react like he made me react. I continued to let him massage my shoulders, but what I was really enjoying was the sensation of his member growing against me. I felt myself gently pressing back against him, under the guise of enjoying his shoulder massage.
"That feels so good, Mr. Adams" I said with my eyes closed, wiggling my shoulders back in an attempt to create more sensation on his huge cock.
"You like that, boy? You're so so...tight" he said, kneading my shoulders. "I think you need to relax a little more, let me get your back to." His fingers worked their way down my from my shoulders to my back. As he did this, I felt him widen his stance and sink lower in his hips. His cock, which was initially pressed against my back, slipped firmly pressed against my ass. I could feel him grind his hips into me, and felt his cock press against my ass through my briefs, the sheer size spreading my cheeks slightly. It felt like a hot baseball bat against my ass and soon it could feel it throbbing, slick against my bottom. I realized I was no longer just wiggling my shoulders, but gently grinding my tiny ass against him, up and down, side to side, relishing his hot cock and body. I grew self conscious again quickly, but since he made no attempts to move or stop me, I felt it was ok.
"Oh my God what a hungry little slut," I heard him whisper beneath his breath, not even talking to me. I had never been called a slut before. I had heard some of the girls called it at school but never used towards a boy. It didn't seem to bother me hearing him say it towards me, but I dont think anything he said would bother me. Anything he did was perfect.
Suddenly I felt his powerful arms wrap around my tiny frame and gripe tightly, pulling me tighter into him. I could feel his sweat coating my body from his slippery wet skin. The stink from his armpits was almost overpowering, but I couldn't stop inhaling in his scent, turning my head towards his musky pits. I could feel my mouth start to water.
"Does that feel good, boy, is this what you needed?" I heard him grunt.
"Mmmmmhmmmmm. Just a couple of guys having fun, right?" I said.
"Yesss that's right, such a good boy," he hissed. My heart skipped. I loved that he said I was a good boy! That's all I wanted to be!
After a few minutes, I felt his grip loosen. "Alright boy, I think that's enough fun for now," he said suddenly. I felt his body slip away from mine and immediately felt empty. Why did we have to stop? What went wrong? I turned to face him and gasped when I looked down.
His tight white briefs, which before had been semi soaked in sweat, were now completely soaked and almost transparent and his massive manhood was on full display. Oh my God his huge fat cock! I couldn't look away, i was transfixed. His fat meaty dick, which had already struggled to stay contained in his briefs when he was soft, was now rock hard. It had snaked its way up the left side of his briefs, pinned beneath the stretched fabric. It was bigger and thicker than my forearm. His shaft throbbed violently against the sweat soaked fabric as if trying to escape, seeming to grow thicker and longer with each aching throb, with thick veins pulsing like fingers. Its massive cock head looked like a baseball as I watched thick globs of precum ooze though his briefs with each violent throb, dribbling down his briefs onto his legs like globs of spit. Both his balls were clearly outlined, like two huge eggs caught in shrink wrap, precum and sweat dripping from them onto the floor. His musky stench filled my nostrils, and I felt drool leak from my mouth as I quickly slurped to catch it. I trembled.
He grinned as he watched me stare in awe, very pleased with my reaction.
"You ever see a big fat throbbing man cock like this one, boy?" thrusting his hips causing his cock and balls to bob obscenely, sending flecks of precum flying and some land on my thighs. I thought I was going to cum. Hearing him talk like that really turned me on.
"No, never," I said quietly, panting, eyes fixed, nostrils flaring. I wanted to reach out and grab it so badly, feel its greasy slickness over my hand.
"Well, maybe I can show you more later, but we need to go now." he said, his voice soft.
"But we didn't even go swimming yet" I say in half protest.
"Too late, we're already late and need to get back" He said matter of factly. Why was he teasing me like this?
"Okay." Is all I could say, almost hypnotized.
I continued to watch as he grabbed his shorts and put them on, struggling to get them over his massive tool. He finally managed to stretch them over, his huge outline was still clearly visible though the material, but to a lesser degree. He grabbed our shirts and my shorts and started waking towards the direction of camp. I followed him happily, only in my underwear, my hard cock bouncing with each step.
TO BE CONTINUED
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