• Rimming Kevin

    Posted on January 6, 2010 by in Rural

    From: Bryce Marr

    Quite a number of years ago while still in my teens, I started getting into
    bodybuilding in a big way and, with time, I discovered my fascination for
    physical male strength. In my early twenties I drifted into a few gay
    cruise-clubs and really got off on sitting on some guy’s face and having my
    asshole rimmed and tongued out real good. I never thought I would ever get
    off on licking some other guy’s butthole until, just turned thirty, I
    recently had an encounter with what I think must be the most hunky young
    muscle stud I’ve ever laid eyes on.
    On my way to work while living in small town Australia, I passed by a small
    plot of land where some sort of landscape garden was being built. There just
    seemed to be this one guy working on it and fuck was he something! I
    reckoned he must have been in his early to mid twenties: a little short of
    two metres tall, short blond hair, and made of a hell of a lot of solid
    muscle. Because of the hot weather he was working just in a pair of shorts –
    a tight-fitting pair of torn-off jeans — and showing off his hard bronzed
    body: huge biceps, massive shoulders and chest, and bulging muscular thighs
    (I had never seen thighs like those before). It was amazing just to watch
    him work, this awesome specimen of masculinity; to see him shovelling
    cement, flexing all of his huge hard muscles and bending over occasionally,
    showing off his tight buttocks through the fabric of his shorts and letting
    the sunlight reflect off the massive frame of his back.
    I used to take as many breaks from work as I could in order to admire him,
    getting one hard-on after another and practically cumming after a while at
    the mere thought of his gorgeous butt. One afternoon while he was taking a
    break, sitting on the fence that he was in the process of building, eating a
    sandwich and showing off his huge biceps, I took a quick swig of grog,
    plucked up my courage and went up to him, trying to seem as calm, casual and
    as normal as possible.
    “Ya got a big job there mate?” I asked
    “Aw yeah” he answered in a deep rustic baritone, “about another week and I
    reckon I’ll have it finished.”
    “Oh yeah”, I answered, “You’re fucking big, mate, you’ll have it finished
    sooner, I reckon! Fuck, ya gotta workout a hell of a lot to get looking like
    you do.”
    “Aw yeah, I’ve been lifting for about nine, or ten years – yeah, since I was
    about fifteen. It’s for the rugby season you know man.”
    While we discussed recent rugby matches and players, I knew that I wasn’t
    going to be able to control my excitement for much longer. I was a bit
    scared about how he might react to any advances and although his tough and
    stubbly, lantern-jawed face did intimidate me a bit, I was now feeling too
    reckless to back off. Finally, I came out with my proposition.
    “Alright then ya big rugby dude, how would ya like to sit on my face?”
    The hunky rugby stud looked at me a little puzzled (for a moment I thought
    he might beat me up) and grinned a manly grin.
    “Aw yeah, if ya can lick good ass” (He’d obviously had his ass tongued
    before, which wasn’t really surprising) “C’m on round the back”
    I followed him across the section, gazing transfixed at his muscular back,
    butt and legs as he swaggered over to his small wooden toolshed. Once we
    were inside he locked the door. There were no windows in the shed: a large
    piece of transparent perspex in the ceiling let in the light. This hunk
    looked even more massive in such a small room and I could inhale the sweaty
    intoxicatingly musky scent of manliness which exuded from every pore of his
    body. He leaned back against a wall. He was just magnificent.
    “If ya wanna eat my ass, ya gotta suck on this first!” he ordered in a gruff
    voice, unzipping his shorts and flopping out his meaty thick cock. Taking
    off my shirt, I kneeled before him. He bent his powerful knees slightly so
    that I could get better access to his cock. I went down on him, trying my
    best to take as much of his thick man-meat into my mouth and down my throat
    as I could.
    “Yeah, dude, yeahhh..” he moaned.
    I clasped my hands on his massive thighs, feeling his incredible strength
    through my fingertips. He grasped my head on either side with his strong
    hands and pushed me down on his enormous ten-incher as far as I could go. I
    gagged on his cock, choking and spluttering. My hands wandered over his hard
    young body, feeling up his washboard abs, massive chest, nipples and, of
    course, his amazingly tight buns. I licked up and down the shaft of his
    thick meaty cock and teased his balls with my tongue. This guy was just too
    hot for words.
    “Ya wanna eat my ass now man, huh”, he said in his deep husky voice.
    I looked up at him in anticipation, surveying his huge chest. I released the
    hard circumcised head of his cock from my mouth and helped him pull his
    shorts off over his working boots. I was on fire just watching every
    movement of this heavily muscled body. He turned around with his back to me
    and and bent over so that I could really move in on him. Finally, the
    glorious moment I had been thinking about for so long was reality! Those
    massive bronzed shoulders leaning forward, those feet shoulder-width apart,
    those powerful big legs slightly bent at the knee, and those delicious tight
    buttocks within tongue’s reach. Kneeling, I parted his muscled ass-cheeks
    and stared into his small pink shaven ass-hole. It seemed so incredibly
    small in comparison to the rest of this studly giant. Without hesitating, I
    plunged my tongue and face into this hunk’s spunky ass-crack, licking up and
    down and sucking as hard as I could on his puckered little butthole.
    “Oooooo yeeeeaaaahhh!…” he moaned, “Eat it!!”
    I felt his brawny right hand clasp the back of my head, pushing my face
    further into his ass. For about ten minutes or more, I just kept on licking
    and sucking, encouraged by his deep manly groans and stroking my own cock
    which was aching to explode.
    “Now I’m gonna sit on your face man.”, he grunted.
    He shunted me backwards with his ass and stood upright. I lay down on the
    floor between his beefy legs, admiring his muscular butt, back and shoulders
    as he slowly crouched down, squatting directly above my face. Poising his
    hot breathing butthole over my mouth, the young muscle stud pressed his ass
    into my face, locking me rigidly between his asshole and the floor. I sucked
    and chewed ravenously on his hot moist butthole.
    “Oooooo yeeeeaaaahhh!…” I could hear.
    He started to jerk off his thick ten-incher while grinding his ass further
    into my face. With his other hand he seemed to be playing with his nipples
    and stroking his broad and massive chest. I started to cum in my pants,
    almost suffocating underneath him. I was really pigging out wildly on his
    sphincter which opened up more and more, allowing my tongue to probe deeper
    and deeper into his rectum.
    “Oooooo fuck, yeah, eat me out real good!…” came the manly command.
    Squatting firmly on my mouth, he seemed to be able to contract his ass in
    such a way that it sucked my tongue up further inside him. With my hands I
    could touch and feel his massive thighs heaving above me: I could actually
    feel this stud’s incredible strength and weight centred around my tongue, as
    if I were swallowing or inhaling all of him at once. His moans seemed to be
    getting louder and louder.
    “Aaaaaw Fuuuuuck!!!”
    He began to cum. Under the force of his orgasm his asshole seemed to clasp
    my tongue and I could feel the great warm wads of his cum fall onto my
    chest. I tried to keep my tongue buried inside his butthole for a while
    before just licking soothingly around it while the hunky titan above me
    began to cool down a bit. Standing up he seemed a little dizzy and his legs
    a bit stiff after squatting for so long.
    “Gee thanks mate!” he said, looking at me with a hint of embarrassment.
    “Anytime” I answered buttoning my shirt.
    As it turned out the name of this brute mass of brawn is Kevin and while he
    was working on that section of land, he let me `service’ him quite often.
    After this experience, I have had to confess to myself that I am a
    butteating muscleworshipper. I’m 30, 177cm, 76kg, reasonably well built and
    would appreciate hearing from any more or less `straight’ bodybuilders who
    would like to have their asses tongued. No reciprocation necessary. Just
    enjoy.

    Rating 3.00 out of 5

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