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“Awright, man – I’m on break,” Buggzy announced hastily as he slid off the seat of the tall lifeguard chair and hopped onto the hot sand below.
Buggzy had the physique of an all-American jock; he played varsity football and basketball all throughout high school which kept his hairless body sculpted like an adonis. His strong upper body was partially covered with a white muscle shirt with the words, “Muscle Palace” written on it and a silhouette of a man flexing on it. The thin straps barely covered an inch of either side of his broad shoulders, and his meaty deltoids fully exposed. The bottom of the muscle shirt draped perfectly over Buggzy’s backside outlining his muscular glutes. He had on a pair of blue runner length swim shorts with lime green trim on the edges.
“You got 15, Wilson,” Adam warned.
Buggzy waved his hand dismissively, “Yea, yea,” and jogged away toward the boathouse.
Adam’s take on swimwear was different. His choice was a pair of rugged blue jean shorts with seams coming undone at the cuffs and a fitted olive green t-shirt with an illustration of a bulldozer and the word “reckless” written on it. Even though Adam did not have a bulky body, he was wiry and had a rock-hard, flat stomach hiding under his shirt.
Kenny watched as Buggzy jogged away and then looked at Adam with his mouth open in disbelief. “What about my break? I started my shift earlier.” Kenny challenged.
Adam rolled his eyes, “You can take it after him. Now quit your whining and start pulling in the buoys, Riedell.” He pointed to the bright orange buoys floating on the surface of the lake, and then waved Kenny away.
Kenny huffed and then trudged through the sand and out toward the water. Kenny’s body was above average; he didn’t have a six pack, but his chest was broad and hairy, and he had big arms. He had a little treasure trail on his lower back leading to his perfect ass. He wore a pair of dark forest green colored swim trunks with a white line on either side of the shorts. He walked into the swallow water and then once he was waist deep, he extended his arms and legs out to swim toward the end of the buoys.
Adam relaxed on his towering lifeguard chair and flipped through a motorcycle magazine. He occasionally looked up and casually checked on Kenny to make sure he was doing his job. “Heh, at least one of ‘em does what I say,” he laughed as he watched Kenny swim around collecting the buoys obediently. Content, he looked down to read an article on a new model from Cobra Customs. After several minutes passed, he looked up again and back down, but then immediately looked up again – this time he stared. Kenny was getting out of the water and his body looked amazing with the water dripping from it. Adam lusted for Kenny, and in his imagination, he had this wet stud counselor on his lap, riding him hard on the lifeguard chair.
Kenny approached with the net of buoys tucked under one arm and with the other he lifted up and ran his hand through his wet hair to get some of the excess water off and prevent more of it from dripping down his face.
Adam snapped out of his fantasy and used the magazine to cover a noticeable bump in his shorts as Kenny approached.
“There.” Kenny announced as he dropped the buoys down on the sand by the lifeguard station. “Happy, boss?”
Adam nodded and waved him away. “Yeah, yeah, sure dude. Hey, go ahead and take your break. And tell Buggzy to get his ass back over here – his 15 is way past up.”
"What?" Kenny struggled to comprehend this idea of people cheating time. "What do you mean 'way past up'? Just how long has he been gone now?"
"I dunno maybe little over half an hour. I kinda was in the middle of my magazine time," Adam explained. He put his hand up to silence any further argument from Kenny. "Wait, why the hell do I have to answer to YOU? You're the new guy. Now, go and get Buggzy and be back here in 15 minutes. Can't have people sneaking time."
“All I’ve been doing today is follow orders from you – do this, do that.” Kenny threw his arms up. “This job sucks, the pay sucks, the hours suck, the schedule sucks, the management sucks – I deserve a bonus,” he added and then walked away, slogging through the sand as he made his way toward the boathouse where the counselors took breaks.
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Back at the boathouse, Brandon “Buggzy” Wilson was leaning up against the wall near one of the windows and looking out every once in a while, as if he were on the lookout for someone. He had one hand barely lift his muscle shirt up, exposing his hard stomach, and he raised his other hand up to his mouth and shot a wad of spit into it before immediately bringing it back down to his meaty shaft, coating the entire length and head with a few gratuitous hand cranks. Buggzy looked over his shoulder and out the window again before tugging on his meat.
Kenny’s bare feet on the ground made little to no noise as he approached the opposite side of the boathouse. He casually strolled into the boathouse, “Hey, Buggzy, your time—”
“Shi—” Buggzy stopped mid-sentence at the sight of Kenny walking into the boathouse entrance. Buggzy quickly put his hands up nervously, and his heavy and girthy cock fell out of his hand and slumped down over the waistband of his swim shorts.
The sight of Buggzy masturbating was not something Kenny was expecting to walk in on. Kenny immediately turned around. “Bro, the fuck are you doing?!”
Buggzy clutched his fists and curled his body forward weakly, “This new job has me horny, man! Chicks in bikinis everywhere.”
Kenny rolled his eyes, “Whatever, man.” Impatient to start his own break from the job, he called out, “Can you just put that thing away? It’s my break now so you’re gonna have to live with blue balls until you’re off-duty later.”
Buggzy looked at Kenny’s ass ravishingly. The counselor’s swim shorts were wet and had been pulled down in the back slightly from his rigorous swim gathering buoys; the material stuck to his body perfectly – Buggzy admired the shape and curvature of those glorious, beefy mounds barely peeking out from the waistband. “Or we could use your 15 and you can drain ‘em for me.” Buggzy suggested lewdly. He resumed pumping his meat slowly at the thought.
Kenny scoffed, “Forget it. You’re dreaming.”
“C’mon, man,” Buggzy tried to coax his fellow counselor into giving it up, “bet I’ll have you wishin’ your break was longer than 15 minutes.” Buggzy twisted his wrist harder to get his entire length fully hard again, all the while the saliva and precum from earlier producing a slimy, sloshing noise.
Kenny felt his face flush red, and his shorts started to tent up. The sound of Buggzy jerking himself off aroused him. And suddenly, an offer that seemed crazy just a few seconds ago suddenly seemed like an offer he couldn’t refuse. He conceded, a long sigh giving away his position, and then looked over his shoulder back at Buggzy. “…you—you got a condom?”
“A stud like me always has one,” Buggzy mumbled with a condom wrapper already tightly gripped in his teeth. He pulled with his free hand to rip off the top. He laughed to himself at how easy it was to have Kenny fold. He put the condom at the fat head, and then rolled it down his entire length. The clear colored condom fit tightly, his large cock threatening to bust it open. “Get over here,” Buggzy beckoned with his index finger. “Get on all fours for yer daddy.”
Kenny turned and walked toward Buggzy, hypnotized by his voice and gesture. He dropped to his knees and turned. He stuck his thumbs below the waist band of his swimming trunks and peeled them back down enough to allow Buggzy access. Then, Kenny leaned forward and planted the palms of his hands on the cold floor.
“Good boy,” Buggzy praised. The muscular jock squatted down behind Kenny and rested his weight on the balls of his feet, his legs spread open in a “v” frog like position and trapping Kenny between them. His balance was kept by his strong, muscular legs. He used one hand to squeeze and grab Kenny’s shoulder for greater stability, and the other he used to guide the condom-covered tip to Kenny’s hairy hole.
The crown of Buggzy’s cock was met with resistance from the tight entrance. The sensitive, squishy tip slipped between Kenny’s ass after trying to push into the hole. Buggzy growled and then slid the length of his penis between Kenny’s cheeks. The soft fuzz and hair felt good against his cock even through the thin latex condom.
Kenny felt all of his barriers fall with the feeling of Buggzy’s entire length slide up and down his ass crack, pushing his cheeks apart with its girth. Another attempt from Buggzy’s large head to invade Kenny’s hole opened Kenny up and relaxed his muscles, desperate to have that inside of him. “Oh, fuck… god, please… fuck me. I want it so bad.”
Buggzy couldn’t help but grin at Kenny’s begging. “Damn, that’s all it took to get you cryin’ for this dick? Gonna give you the best 15 minutes of your life,” Buggzy pointed his head again at Kenny’s entrance and pushed. “Now, breathe—”
Kenny sighed with overwhelming pleasure and then took a breath.
“Then—” Buggzy winced as he fought Kenny’s hole for entrance; he gave Kenny’s shoulder another hard squeeze to give himself more leverage to plow through. “Ohhhhh—fuck,” Buggzy groaned as the head of his cock finally slipped through into Kenny’s warm hole, popping that first barrier.
Kenny dropped his head as Buggzy entered him. His elbows nearly collapsed from the feeling of Buggzy’s swollen crown completely filling up the first two inches of his hole. This is what he wanted, what he begged for. Kenny felt his head light as every nerve in his body reacted at once to Buggzy’s invasion; and try as they might to resist Buggzy, Kenny was more than willing to be conquered by this athletic adonis. Kenny pushed himself back, defying his own natural pain threshold and boundaries, desperate for another inch of Buggzy to fill him. “A—ah—fuck.”
Buggzy shook his head with approval and bit his lip, “Mhm. Get that dick, Kenny.”
Kenny took another breath and grimaced as he tried to greedily force an additional two inches of Buggzy’s meat into him. “Please… just…,” Kenny whined, frustrated that his own body resisted what he desired.
Buggzy took the hint; he wrapped his strong, athletic hands tightly around Kenny’s wrists and pulled them back towards him.
Kenny gritted his teeth as his shoulder blades squeezed together, the muscles in his back tightened and burned with Buggzy’s gratuitous pull.
“Mhm,” Buggzy grunted with approval as he rolled his hips and threw his weight into one single powerful thrust into Kenny.
Kenny’s neck veins protruded as he held in the urge to scream out in pain. His insides felt like they were on fire. He felt the head of Buggzy’s large shaft lodged into the deepest depth of his anal canal. He was finally, entirely filled up with the entire 10 inches Buggzy had to offer. Kenny felt Buggzy’s heavy balls against the bottom of his ass, and Buggzy’s thighs squeezing his sides. He loved the idea of being topped and conquered by Buggzy in this position, and that was the only thing that helped relieve the natural cries of his body.
Buggzy cheered as he split apart the counselor’s insides, “Yeaaaah.” He took a minute to enjoy how tight Kenny’s ass squeezed and resisted his dick. His large, fat head twitched and throbbed at the deepest point inside of Kenny. Buggzy slowly pulled out a few inches, having stretched Kenny out, he rolled his hips back and then shot them forward again, pushing those inches back into Kenny. The force he put into it caused a ripple effect on the surface of Kenny’s ass. Buggzy couldn’t help but admire his game, reveling in the power he had to make Kenny’s ass jiggle.
Kenny never felt his body rock like that; as Buggzy’s hips slammed against his ass, it felt like each of his vertebrae on his spinal column was knocked so hard that it shook him all the way to his head which involuntarily was tossed around.
Buggzy used one of his hands to firmly pin Kenny’s wrists down against the head counselor’s lower back, then used his other to smack the side of Kenny’s nice, bubble ass. “Look at that ass bounce for me,” he shook his head in admiration. “That’s my ass now, huh?”
Kenny was taken out of his trance at the impact of Buggzy’s hand connecting firmly with his bare skin. “Ah—augh, f-fuck.” Kenny flinched as another dominant smack landed on his ass.
All of a sudden, Buggzy felt Kenny’s warm hole envelop the entirety of his shaft. The head of his penis felt so much better than it had a few seconds ago. He sighed and nodded his head in a heated daze, overwhelmed with this amazing warmth hugging his cock. Buggzy squeezed and trapped Kenny with his muscular thighs as he worked and rearranged Kenny’s insides, churning and deep dicking him good. He looked down to see that Kenny’s ass had hungrily engulfed his length. Satisfied, he started to pull out to go in for another round, but it was then Buggzy realized that the condom broke, the shreds of condom material hanging loosely from his meat.
Similarly, something felt different to Kenny. Buggzy felt so much better inside of him. It felt raw and warm. He never felt so full before, and his eyes rolled and bounced emptily as Buggzy’s curved cock reached new depths and hit new spots he didn’t even knew existed. Every sense was blown, and even though taking Buggzy was not easy or painless, the thought of his stallion carving him out numbed the pain.
“Uh… yo, Kenny. Condom broke.” Buggzy slowed his pace and slowly eased his cock out of Kenny.
“I don’t care,” Kenny panted. He reached his hands around and blindly scrambled around for the back of Buggzy’s muscular legs, and once he had a grasp, he selfishly pulled Buggzy forward. “Don’t pull out, keep going...please don’t pull out…”
Buggzy smiled and withdrew his cock anyway much to Kenny’s displeasure. He peeled off the rest of the condom remnants off, finally free of the latex material. “Don’t worry, I ain’t done with you yet.” He stretched out his hand and then applied pressure to the back of Kenny’s skull until the counselor’s face was pressed against the cold floor.
Kenny grimaced as his cheek grazed the concrete floor. “Buggzy—what’re you,” before he could lift his head from the floor, he felt pressure applied on the side of his neck and face.
Buggzy had adjusted his mounting position on Kenny to an angle and had used his bare foot to pin Kenny’s neck and face down. With one hand, he opened up Kenny’s ass, and he used the other to grip his hard, heavy meat and guide the fat spongy head of his cock Kenny’s entrance.
Kenny sighed and submitted; something about feeling the flared, fat head of a man’s dick touch his hole right before entry turned him into a complete slut. And that Buggzy had him pinned down with his foot on face like no other guy had before turned him on.
Buggzy’s swollen crown passed through with little resistance having already stretched out the counselor, “Yeaaah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about.” He bent his knee, and his weight dropped until his hips crashed into Kenny’s ass, his girthy length sliding all the way in, evidenced with the slap of his low hanging balls against Kenny’s inner thighs.
Kenny’s neck muscles contracted as he was filled up once again. Even though Buggzy had carved him out good, Buggzy’s girth still made him feel full and he could feel Buggzy’s fat cock head scrap along the walls of his anal canal.
During his aggressive drilling, Buggzy’s foot slid just enough so his toes were near Kenny’s mouth.
“Buggzy,” Kenny whined his superior’s name submissively. “P-p-please cum in me. Please cum in me, Buggzy.” Kenny begged.
Buggzy smacked the other side of Kenny’s ass, “Yeah? Want that load up in your guts?” Another audible approval, “Mhm.” Buggzy rolled his body to give Kenny another deep stroke, “Suck on that big toe like it was my dick, slut. Show me you’re gonna do anything for my nut.”
Kenny quickly obeyed, taking in Buggzy’s big toe into his warm mouth. He bathed Buggzy’s big toe with his saliva and then sucked it up and swallowed the mixture of Buggzy and his own spit. He sucked Buggzy’s big toe up and all the way down as far as it would reach into his mouth, imaging he had that fat, mushroom head between his lips and all around in the inside of his mouth.
Buggzy grinned devilishly and laughed as he enjoyed the feeling of his big toe being sucked so desperately, “Mhm. Gonna have to give up that throat one of these days.” Buggzy used his tough hands to squeeze Kenny’s ass together, and then he rolled his hips to thoroughly swab Kenny’s hole with his dick. “Mhm.”
Kenny moaned just imaging Buggzy having his way with him again. In a fury of sexual desire and lust Kenny attempted to crane his neck and tongue and suck any part of Buggzy’s foot that was near his mouth. At this point, Kenny’s mind was warped, and he was completely overtaken by the feeling of Buggzy inside of him and the taste of Buggzy’s foot in his mouth. His body commanded that he push back further and grind against the athletic jock, wanting nothing more than to feel Buggzy as deep as possible.
“Can’t get enough of my dick, huh? You want it all up in your guts, huh? That’s right, baby… keep using that ass to suck my dick, get that nut.” Buggzy sneered.
Kenny obliged. He slid his shoulders forward against the floor so his body could lead and pull Buggzy’s length out of himself, and then squeezed his glutes to hug Buggzy’s crown to milk it, and then relaxed his muscles and shoved himself all the way down, his eyes rolling inside of his head as his prostate was punched.
Buggzy flexed his biceps in a fit of impassioned rage, enjoying his power, and then smacked Kenny’s ass on either side. The number of hard smacks now brought out a deep pink color on Kenny’s backside, tender to the touch. “Faster, c’mon, take this dick. Aw, fuck.” Buggzy could feel himself getting close. He quickly swept his foot from Kenny’s face and planted it back again parallel to his other, and remounted Kenny. He leaned forward and hunched over Kenny’s back with his fists on either side of the stud counselor. The position gave him maximum access and depth to breed Kenny deep. He couldn’t wait to conquer him and fill him up. Smack, Smack, Smack. His balls contracted and lifted up in the sack.
“Mhm, you better take this nut.” Buggzy warned. And with that Buggzy lodged his bone into Kenny and shot rope after rope of hot spunk into him. Pump. “Yea,” Buggzy grunted as his dick spit another rope into Kenny. Pump. “Yea,” he repeated as his balls lifted again to catapult another rope into Kenny. Pump.
Kenny’s eyes widened as he felt Buggzy’s strong, virile loads shoot through him, blasting his insides. He felt each warm rope make its way to his guts, until his entire cavity was full of cum.
Buggzy kneaded Kenny’s ass with his strong hands as he emptied the last of his balls. He let his dick soften inside of Kenny, not wanting to risk any of his load spilling out. When he did pull out, he heard a barely audible whine from Kenny. He smiled, “Told you I’d have you beggin’ for more than 15 minutes of me.” Buggzy stuffed his dick back into his shorts and sighed, “Damn. That felt so fuckin’ good. Gotta get back before Adam comes lookin’ for me.”
Kenny’s legs were still shaking. His knees nearly buckled from under him as he got back up. He pulled the back of his swim shorts up, and then wobbled on his first few steps forward. He made it as far as the canoe at the end of the boathouse before he collapsed inside of it on his backside, his head and legs hanging out over the sides. He closed his eyes and sighed as he soaked in what had happened, already replaying it over and over in his head.
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“Riedell! What the fuck? Didn't I say to be back in 15?”
Kenny could sense the presence of someone towering over him, too tired and spent to move, he reluctantly opened his eyes. They widened and all of a sudden adrenaline took over. It was Adam. “Fuck—boss, I was—”
“You were just gonna apologize, right?” Adam lowered the zipper on his shorts and undid the button. “…‘Cos you still want that bonus, right?” He squatted down and used his hand to lift Kenny’s neck for a straight shot in the mouth and into the throat.
Kenny swallowed hard. He knew what was coming next.