Tit hype

by Writ Bro

Between jobs? How about £5000 in three weeks to take part in medical trials? Who knows, you might even like the side effects.

Added: 19 Sep 2020 6,691 words 3,434 views 4.7 stars (3 votes)

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Lewis sat down in the arm chair in the living room of his Central London flat, exhausted. He never regretted choosing this line of work but damnit, it did tire him out to no end.

He absentmindedly rubbed his large tits. They were the result of a procedure that everyone seemed to be obsessed with. Initially, he hadn’t been quite sure about the tits themselves but he knew he wanted the rest of those muscles.

He had seen how the guys on stage had flexed their enormous biceps and spread their lats like no bodybuilder ever had before. Lewis had only been able to dream of becoming this big.

And the obscene tits? They were just part of the package. But as Lewis had grown bigger and stronger, his had fallen in love with his enormous breasts.

And the men he served, loved them too. They eagerly drank his milk and serviced him. And Lewis had built up a steady stream of clients that allowed him to pay back the enormous loan he had taken out to grow to his current size.

But the money was quickly becoming no problem whatsoever. He was able to demand so much money that only the richest men in the world were able to afford servicing him. And they flew him across the world in first class, sometimes even in private jets, to enjoy his company.

As he absentmindedly stroked his left breast, he smiled. He had a few hours left before he was flying to Vegas in a private jet. He got up, realising he needed some sleep before he took off. He didn’t want to look tired for his favourite client.
8 Years Earlier

Tyler woke up after another long night of restless sleep. With all the problems in his life, he hadn’t been sleeping well for a couple of months now and it really started to take its toll.

Tyler slowly got up and started to get dressed. Not for any particular reason, it wasn’t like he had a job to go to. But he wanted to try and get his life on track as he fired up his laptop and started to look for jobs, again.

It was frustrating. Tyler had lost his job three months ago now and if that wasn’t enough his boyfriend of three years had left him less than a month later. Tyler had seen the guy Jack had run off with and he could see why he preferred him over Tyler.

Jack’s new boyfriend was beautiful. A model probably. And Tyler knew he must spent a lot of time in the gym because although he only seen pictures of the guy in a tank top when stalking Jack on Facebook, he could see how huge his biceps were.

Tyler grimaced as he sat down and started to look through jobs. There were plenty of things in Manchester he could do, and although he got plenty of interviews, he never seemed to do well enough at them.

But then his eye suddenly caught an advert he hadn’t noticed before. It simply read: *Earn up to £5,000 in three weeks by joining medical trials.*

Hmmm, Tyler thought. That seemed a bit risky. But it really was a lot of money. It would cover his rent for the next six months and he’d still have enough to live on.

He clicked on the advert and started to read.

Join in a range of medical trials and earn up to £5,000 during the trials.

These are stage 1 clinical trials, meaning it’s the first time we are testing these newly developed drugs on humans. They have already passed extensive animal and virtual testing.

Test subjects will be housed in a special facility for up to three weeks, depending on the drug being tested. During this time they will be regularly observed while receiving the doses of the drugs. Furthermore, they will receive all meals during this period.

Tyler smiled, a bit apprehensive. He wouldn’t just make money, but he would save a bit on his food and bills too.

Fuck it, he thought. I need the cash.

He opened the application form and immediately noticed it was highly complicated. He got to work, filling in his basic personal information such as address, but also his full medical background and personal stats.

When he finished he looked over the form and sighed. Yup. He really was 5’5”. And yup, he really was only 100lbs. Even his poor eyesight was stated on the form. As he pushed his glasses back up to his nose he pressed submit.

He had no idea how quickly he would hear back so after looking at more jobs he went to make himself some breakfast and a cup of tea.


A few days later Tyler had forgotten about the form. He had passed his days through a combination of job hunting, another failed interview and playing on his Xbox.

He was sitting at home in just his boxers when his phone rang. It wasn’t a number he recognised and even his phone didn’t recognise the area code. He hesitated but decided to pick up. Maybe the job he had interview for had changed their mind and wanted to hire him after all.

“Hello?” He said, still a bit hesitant.

“Hi there. Is that Mr Tyler Bryant?” a masculine voice on the other end of the line said.

“Uhm, yes speaking?”

“Is it okay if I call you Tyler, or do you prefer Mr Bryant?” the voice asked kindly.

“Tyler is fine.”

“Great! My name is Dr Mark Hoffman, calling from ClinTry. Tyler—you applied to us a few days ago to participate in phase 1 clinical trials and we wanted to let you know that your profile is a match for one of the drugs we’re currently testing.”

“Oh yeah I did. Oh that’s great. What does that mean?”

“Well, our facilities are based in a private location to reduce corporate espionage. But we would like to invite you in at a City Centre location in Manchester to do your initial medical assessment and to just confirm the details in your application form. If that all goes to plan, we would like to invite you to our facility for a three week period to run the trial.

“It’s a given of course that you will receive some compensation for the initial screening, this is worth £100. The total value of the three-week trial for you is the full £5,000.”

“Oh—okay.” Tyler stammered.

“Is this something you’re still interested in?”

“Yeah possibly. I have a few questions though. If I pass the screening but don’t feel comfortable going through with the process, do I still get the £100?”

“Yes, you do.”

“And how will I be traveling to the clinic if it’s in a secret location?”

“We will send a car to your house with tinted windows which you cannot see out of. The journey will last anywhere between two and six hours. We won’t allow you to bring any time keeping devices or indeed any other digital devices as we of course do not want you to use your GPS to determine where the facility is.”

“What will I be able to do at the facility all day?”

“Great question. For this particular trial, it is actually highly necessary that you work out regularly while at our facility. You will be assigned a personal trainer who will make sure you know the ropes.”

“Oh.” Tyler wasn’t expecting that.

“Is there a problem, sir?” Dr Hoffman asked.

“I just wasn’t expecting that during a medical trial.”

“It is a bit unusual but it is the nature of this drug. Are you at all comfortable in the gym?”

“Not really no…”

“Well, if you would be interested, we are looking for a few of the test subjects, preferably those without much gym experience, to spend some time in the gym prior to coming to our facility.”

“What does that involve?”

“It means that we will assign you a personal trainer prior to coming to our facility who will help you. I see from your form you are not currently in employment?”

“That’s right.”

“Well this addition would see you do three weeks of guided weightlifting exercises prior to coming here. For this three week period, we would pay you an additional £3,000 if you would be interested.”

Tyler had no interest in working out. Although… He was thinking about Jack’s new hulk of a boyfriend. And the money. Oh god the money! £8,000!

“I’d be very interested in that.”

“Oh excellent, I’m glad to hear that. We would also help you put together a specialised meal plan and of course we’ll be providing you with the required food.”

“Okay! Tyler got more and more enthusiastic. When can I come for the initial assessment?”

“Well, it’s 2 p.m. now. From the address you provided, it should take you thirty minutes to walk to the City Centre, correct?”

“Uhm yeah I guess so.”

“Well how about 3 p.m.?”

“Oh uhh sure. Yeah that’s fine. Where do I need to go?”

Dr Hoffman gave him the address. Tyler was a little bit startled that it was all moving so quickly. But he decided to go for it and quickly got showered and dressed before rushing out the door.

When he got to the address that Dr Hoffman had given him, he discovered it was only a discreet door in a side street of Manchester’s main gay area. He rang the doorbell and heard a buzzer go off that let him in.

Tyler walked up the stairs and found a small reception area.

“Mr Bryant?”

“Uhh yes, that’s me.”

“Excellent, we were informed you were coming. Please come in. The doctor will see you shortly.”

The beautiful blonde receptionist escorted him to a large and spacious room. It was a nice medical office, with a beautiful mahogany desk and bookcase on one end, with a medical examination table on the other.

“Please sit. Can I get you a glass of water?”

“Oh yes please.” Tyler said suddenly realising how thirsty he was.

The receptionist came back a moment later with a glass of water. Despite being gay, Tyler couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. He averted his gaze, not wanting her to think he was staring.

When she closed the door behind her, Tyler took another look at the room. It seemed like a mostly normal doctor’s office, if not a bit overly furnished.

As he looked intently at the bookshelf, the door behind him opened. Tyler looked up and to his surprise saw the most beautiful doctor he had ever seen.

“Mr Bryant. Welcome. I’m Doctor Marsen. I’ll be doing your quick assessment today.”

“Nice to meet you Doctor.” Was all Tyler managed to say.

Dr Marsen must have been at least 6’4”, with a striking jaw line and high cheekbones that were emphasised by his blond curly hair. He must have been in his mid-30’s, although he could be a bit younger. He was wearing a simple white button-up shirt and trousers.

Tyler couldn’t help but notice that every part of Dr Marsen seemed to be bulging. His biceps just as much as his crotch.

“Let’s start with the basic measurements. Could you please undress?”

Tyler had figured this was coming. He did as he was told and within a few moments stood in front of the hunky doctor in just his tighty-whities.

“Classic choice of underwear. But I’m afraid you need to strip those off too.” The doctor said with a smile on his face.

“Oh, okay.” Tyler said a bit surprised. He hesitated, but Dr Marsen’s intense stare told him he had no choice.

“I already know your stats from your form, Mr Bryant, unless you have not been honest. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of in this office.”

Tyler realised the doctor had known why he was doubting but that made no difference. He stripped off his briefs and felt his last bit of dignity fall to the floor with them.

“Alright, great. Come over here and step on the scales please?”

Tyler did as he was instructed. “101.5 pounds. Pretty much as you said.

“And if you come here, I will measure your height.”

He picked up a form from his desk scribbled something in the first box.

“5 feet, 4¾ inches tall.”

Fuck sake, Tyler thought to himself. He wasn’t even 5’5”.

“And now I’m going to measure the size of your various body parts so just bear with me.”

Dr Marsen grabbed a tape measure and started to measure Tyler’s entire body, writing down the various measurements at each step. He started with his neck, before moving down to his biceps, wrists and chest. He worked his whole way down to the ankles and feet.

Right, lastly I need to measure your penis, in both the flaccid and erect stage.

Tyler sighed. He wasn’t sure how he hadn’t gotten hard yet with the Doctor running his hands up and down his body.

“Uhh, all right, sir.” He said, a bit nervous.

Dr Marsen put the tape measure at the base of Tyler’s cock and moved it down to the end.

“2 inches flaccid,” he muttered under his breath. “And now I do need you to get it erect. Shall I leave you to it or do you want some help?”

Tyler was a bit surprised and didn’t know how to react.

“I can do a number of things. I can give you prostate stimulation if you like, as you have indicated you are gay on the form?”

“Uhm, I’m not sure if that would be ideal…” Tyler said, getting more and more nervous.

“Some guys really like sucking dick. Maybe you would like to suck mine?”

Now that really surprised Tyler. But he couldn’t resist dropping to his knees in front of the beautiful doctor.

“Hehehe I guess that’s a yes to that idea.” The doctor smirked and unzipped his pants, pulling his dick out.

Tyler’s eyes bulged. The dick in front of him was huge! It must have been at least eight inches long, if not a big longer. And it was still soft.

“Fuck! That’s huge!” Tyler said, surprised.

“Yeah, it takes a bit of work to get in your mouth,” the doctor said, sounding increasingly dominant.

Tyler couldn’t resist any longer and eagerly took the big head into his mouth. Immediately he could feel the cock start to harden inside him as he tried to swallow more and more of the massive length.

“That’s it, you’re doing really well. You’re already half way,” the doctor said, encouragingly.

But Tyler wasn’t encouraged. He felt like he should’ve at least taken three quarters by now. How big was this thing hard!

He pushed a bit more and managed to feel the head entering his throat. He gagged as he struggled but refused to give up. He had forgotten why the doctor had asked him to suck his cock in the first place. When the huge tool was revealed he couldn’t think of anything else but taking that cock.

The doctor smiled. He knew he had this effect on people. Both men and women would throw themselves at his feet to worship his cock. If only Tyler knew what was in store for him.

Tyler had started to really struggle, hardly making any progress. The doctor gently put his hands on the back of the twink’s head, slowly exerting more force and pushing Tyler onto his massive dick.

It was fully hard now and Tyler looked up at the Doctor, who smiled at him.

“You’re doing very well. Just a few more inches.”

Tyler tried to say he couldn’t do it. He didn’t know how to make more space for something this big. But the doctor read the look in his eyes differently. He thought Tyler wanted it hard.

And with that misinterpretation, Dr Marsen grabbed Tyler by his brown hair and started to violently fuck his throat. Tyler immediately gagged and choked, struggling to keep up with the doctor’s intense pace.

But the doctor didn’t care. As usual, his animalistic instincts took over and once he got fucking, there was no way to stop him. Tyler tried to breath but the doctor just wouldn’t stop, and his grip was too tight to escape.

Eventually, long after Tyler thought he would’ve passed out, he suddenly realised he was managing to breathe through his nose while the doctor’s cock was slamming deeper and deeper into his throat.

Suddenly, Tyler was again not able to breath. He quickly realised his nose had been slammed straight into the doctor’s crotch, pushed down by the force as he lightly gagged on the monster dick inside him.

“Fuck, that’s it, man. You’ve taken the full length of my cock. And now you’re gonna take my load.”

The doctor must have been close, because as soon as he said that, Tyler could feel the cock expand and explode deep inside him. He barely had to swallow as the doctor dumped his load straight into his stomach, his huge cock reaching way beyond where Tyler was expecting.

When Dr Marsen eventually retreated his cock, Tyler’s eyes bulged at the sheer size. He had thought it would grow a bit. But not that much. It was at least 13” long, if not bigger.

“Fuck doc. That cock is huge,” Tyler said, gasping for air.

“And you took it very well Mr Bryant. I am very impressed. Now let’s quickly measure your own cock before it gets soft again.”

He grabbed the tape measure again, repeating the procedure had had done earlier. From the corner of his eyes, Tyler could see the doctor wrote down 4.5” on his form.

He couldn’t help but sigh. He knew the truth but it still hurt to see it written down.

“All right, Mr Bryant, I think we’re done. Thank you very much for your time and I really think you’ll be well-suited to this clinical trial.

“I will let head office know and I think they’ll get a personal trainer out to you with a day or two. They’ll give you heads up.”

Tyler didn’t know what to say. The session seemed to have ended rather suddenly. He simply shook the doctor’s hand and walked home in a daze.


The next day, Tyler got a phone call early, waking him up.

“Hi, is that Tyler Bryant?”

“Uhm yes.”

“Hi Tyler, my name is Jake Cooper. I have been assigned as your personal trainer by ClinTry. I was wondering when you may be free for your first session? We’ll be seeing each other seven days a week for three weeks. After that you’ll go off to the ClinTry facility for the testing portion of the trial.”

“Uhm okay. I assume I need to sign some paperwork?”

“You will need to sign an interim agreement. You can still pull out after our three weeks together although you would no longer get your £3,000. Before you go in for the testing portion, you’ll be asked to sign the final paperwork.”

“Hmm, okay. Sure. I can do today at any point.”

I may as well get this show on the road, Tyler thought to himself.

“Great. Well, if I text you the address, can you meet me there at say 1 p.m.? We’ll grab some lunch and I’ll chat you through some stuff before going into the gym. And don’t worry about gym clothes. I’ve got all your measurements so made sure I’ve got some stuff for you.”

“Okay then. I’ll see you at 1 p.m.”

Soon after Tyler got the address texted to him. It wasn’t far from his house so he left at quarter to one. He was glad he didn’t have to go out and buy gym clothes. ClinTry seemed to think of everything.

He was waiting outside a small neighbourhood caffe for no more than 5 minutes before a handsome man came up to him.

“You must be Tyler. I’m Jake.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Tyler was impressed. This is exactly the kind of personal trainer he would’ve gone for. Drop dead gorgeous. He was a towering hulk of black man, at least 6’4” and his beautiful chocolate skin was almost radiating in the sunlight. He was wearing just a tank top and a pair of shorts, showing off his bulging body.

His Nike trainers finished off the look and Tyler couldn’t help but notice that his feet looked huge.

“Let me get you a drink.” Jake said in his deep, authoritative voice. “Grab a table and I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Tyler noticed how both posh and pleasant Jake’s voice was. He sounded like he could read the news on the BBC. He drooled a little bit as he watched Jake buy some drinks at the counter, his shorts highlighting his incredible bubble butt.

Tyler realised he was staring but he was sure Jake had caught him looking just before he had turned away. Oh well. He was going to have to get used to being around this man.

“Here you go. A good protein shake for you. You’ll be getting loads of these in the coming weeks. And this is a protein and fibre rich salad for lunch. It is nice and light so it shouldn’t stop you from having a good workout.”

“Oh thanks.” Tyler had really hoped for a coffee, he could’ve done with some caffeine. He wasn’t too fussed on the salad but he started to slowly eat it.”

As he did so Jake started to ask questions. “So you’re currently unemployed right?”

“Uhh yeah, that’s right. Struggling to find a job I have to admit.”

“That’s okay, I totally understand why you’re doing this in the meantime.

“It means you do have lots of time for me so we’ll being seeing each other seven days a week. You’ll still get one rest day every three days and the workout programme I have put together consists of a range of different approaches over the three weeks.

On the rest days we’ll meet up, do some stretching, yoga etc.

“For example, the first six days, we’ll be doing six full body workout sessions. This means we don’t focus on just one muscle group. The remaining twelve sessions will be focussed.

“Now, the way this is set up is that you spend about two hours with me in the gym for each session. Sometimes it may be a bit less and sometimes it may be a bit more.

“I’ll also talk you through your food programme. There will be a delivery of meals tonight at your house and it is really crucial to eat every single one you are delivered.”

And so they went to work. Jake first showed him the plans for the first six sessions. Tyler had no idea about the various exercises and he could see Jake was starting to suspect the first few sessions may take a bit longer as he still had to teach Tyler all the techniques.

And the food programme was mind boggling. Tyler had never been a big eater and this trial demanded he eat 4,000 calories! Jake assured him it was less than the average bodybuilder but that didn’t help the fact that Tyler just didn’t each much at all!

Once Tyler had finished the salad—which he barely could—they went off to the gym. To his surprise they walked into a huge warehouse which just seemed to be filled with free weights, squatting racks and other things that Tyler didn’t really know. All the guys he could see were massive.

“This is a really good gym to go to if you have to be serious about working out. Everyone will help spot when necessary and encourage you in your ways. Obviously you don’t need to worry about that for the next three weeks, because you’ll have me!

Tyler managed to just get a slight smile on his face. Jake was obviously very excited to help him out. Now, go put these on and we’ll get started!

Tyler took the bag Jake gave him and found the changing rooms. He discovered that Jake had given him a virtually identical outfit to his own and as he spotted himself in the mirror he realised he looked ridiculous. His skinny frame did not suit the tank top, his wire-y arms looking pathetic. And his legs looked even more bizarre in the short shorts.

Ugh. Best get on with it. Tyler thought. £3,000!

Three hours later Tyler was covered in sweat. Jake had really worked him hard and Tyler could feel himself aching everywhere. They walked together to the showers and Jake handed him a towel.

“I’ll see you in a few minutes,” he said, walking off with his own towel, finding a cubicle.

Tyler followed his lead, finding a cubicle and quickly turning the hot water on. He thoroughly washed the sweat of his body, letting the hot water have its suiting effect on his aching muscles.

“Alright Tyler. I’ll see you here tomorrow at 2 p.m.? And don’t forget your meals arrive tonight at 8.”

“Thanks Jake. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”

And so Tyler went home, hardly able to walk.

Once he got home he had another hot shower to try and relax his muscles. He thankfully didn’t have to wait for too long before his food arrived and he was shocked by the sheer quantity.

He had been expecting a lot, but this much! Before bed tonight, he still had to consume two meals.

He was glad he didn’t have to cook them though, just straight in the microwave and done. To his surprise, the food was full of flavour and he devoured the full meal at once. The second one was a bit of a challenge, but that was okay. He could sleep in the next day so he had plenty of time to let his food settle.

And so Tyler’s days started to progress. He was exhausted but by his rest day he could feel an energy inside him that he hadn’t know before. He mentioned it to Jake while they were doing yoga and he said it simply came from exercising.

After the first week, Tyler was convinced he was starting to get bigger. He didn’t have a set of scales at home and Jake refused to let him use the scales in the gym when he mentioned it.

“Don’t stress about it. You may think you’ve grown much more thank you actually have. Just be motivated by what you see in the mirror.”


Tyler stuck to his usual workout routine but by the 10th day he was sure his arms were looking much better in the tank top Jake had given him.

To his surprise, the three weeks flew by. He had just finished his last session with Jake and tomorrow a car was picking him up to take him to the ClinTry facilities.

“All right, you have done amazingly well, Tyler. You have really improved. I think it’s time to weigh you.”

“Really?” Tyler said, completely surprised.

“Yeah. I think it’s good for you to realise both the progress that you’ve made and how hard it is to make progress.

“Just bear in mind, most of clients who do this programme gain about 10 ounds in the first three weeks.”

They walked to the changing rooms together.

“On you go.” Jake said as they reached the scales.

Tyler stepped on them. He had been just over 100 pounds three weeks ago.

Now, the scales hit 117 pounds.

“Well done, mate!” Jake said enthusiastically. “That’s really good. I think you have really shown yourself to have a knack for weightlifting so I do hope you continue after the trial is over!”

Tyler nodded. He was getting more nervous for his journey tomorrow.

They walked into the deserted locker room. Jake took his time compared to normal, slowly undressing himself until he was standing in front of Tyler in just his briefs.

Tyler couldn’t help but look although he tried to do it discretely.

“It’s okay to look. You deserve an award at the end of three weeks and such an achievement.”

Tyler was confused.

“If you want it of course.” Jake added.

“I-I-I guess it depends on what it is…” Tyler stuttered.

“I think you can guess. Let’s find a big shower cubicle shall we?”

Jake led the way as Tyler just managed to grab his towel. They entered the largest cubicle at the very back of the locker room. Jake grabbed Tyler’s head, leaned down and kissed him.

It took Tyler by surprise. Jake’s touch was gentle and considerate, his soft skin feeling safe on Tyler’s face. After a moment of hesitation, Tyler started to kiss back and before he knew it, he was passionately making out with the most beautiful man he had ever met.

They heard someone come into the locker room and Jake quickly turned the shower on. As the warm water started to hit their bodies, Jake—in one swift motion—stripped off his underwear.

Tyler couldn’t help but stare anymore. The cock that Jake had just revealed was the most enormous thing he had ever seen. If he thought Dr Marsen had been big, he had been mistaken. It must have been at least 14 inches. And those balls—they must have been the size of oranges!

Without thinking Tyler got on his knees. He had to try and suck that. Jake didn’t stop him and within moments Tyler had eagerly swallowed the head and started to try to take as much of the still-soft cock into his mouth and throat.

Jake gently pushed as Tyler sucked harder and harder. He surprised himself as more and more of the long shaft disappeared inside him. As he looked up he could see Jake smile.

“You’re doing really well,” Jake mouthed, so not to make too much noise.

Tyler kept pushing forward. It was though Dr Marsen had managed to switch something inside him that allowed him to now easily take cocks of this size because it seemed far too easy.

But he wasn’t complaining, instead he passionately started to suck, moving his head up and down and running his tongue along the shaft.

Suddenly Tyler pulled out.

“Fancy trying something else?” he whispered in Tyler’s ear.

Tyler looked confused. “What do you mean?” he whispered back.

Jake revealed a little shelf behind his towel and on it was a bottle of lube. Tyler knew what Jake wanted but wasn’t sure how it would work.

“It’s okay. I will be gentle. And don’t worry, the lube is oil based. It’s very useful in showers.”

Tyler couldn’t really say no. He stood up and Jake got on his knees behind him. Within moments, Tyler could feel Jake’s tongue circling around his hole, massaging him and gently pushing his sphincter open to prepare him for the oncoming assault.

Tyler wanted to moan but had to suppress it—after all he didn’t want to get caught.

As Jake licked his hole, Tyler felt himself twitch. It had been a while since he’d been fucked so he was glad Jake was taking the time to open him up.

Eventually, he felt Jake get up and as Tyler put his ass out further to make it easier for Jake to find his hole he could feel his heart beating in his chest. He had no idea how this was going to work.

He couldn’t see what was happening but heard Jake squeeze some of the lube. Tyler twitched when he felt the cold liquid being applied to his hole and Jake gently inserted a finger.

“That’s it,” he whispered in Tyler’s ears. “Take it real slow.”

He did as he said he would. He gently fingered him, first one finger before building him up to the second.

Tyler couldn’t help but let a moan out. It felt good and the gentle stimulation was reaching his prostate.

“You want more?” Jake asked in an assertive tone.

All Tyler could do was nod. He wanted so much more.

Jake sped up, becoming a bit more aggressive, while still maintaining some gentleness. Tyler could feel another finger being added, and another.

Then he felt Jake take his fingers out and heard another squeeze of the lube. It was time.

He felt the head of Jake’s cock at his hole and again he felt himself twitch. Jake firmly placed his left hand on Tyler’s hip before he started to push inside him, spreading his hole wide open as the invasion slowly began.

This time, Tyler couldn’t help but let out a loud moan.

“Sssssssh. Gotta be quiet, Tyler,” Jake whispered.

“But it’s so big!” was all Tyler could say under his breath.

“You’re doing really well. Just enjoy it.”

Tyler struggled. Enjoying it would be a bit of challenge. An intense pain flowed inside him, the feeling like nothing he had ever felt. Nevertheless he could feel Jake pushing in further and further, the lube working like magic.

“That’s it, Tyler, take that big cock. You’ve only got a few inches left.”

“Oh fuck me!” Tyler said under his breath, shocked it wasn’t all in yet, the pain almost becoming too intense. Despite the pain, Tyler could feel his own cock straining, rock hard from the assault.

But Jake misinterpreted that and instead of slowly pushing in the last few inches he suddenly started to fuck Tyler, hard.

Tyler, who hadn’t been expecting it, let out another loud moan. The pain intensified as Jake wrapped his hand over Tyler’s mouth to silence him, which somehow turned Tyler on even more.

Tyler moaned violently into Jake’s mouth, not holding back anymore. As Jake’s cock split his ass open he could feel his own cock leaking precum on the shower floor.

As Jake fucked him, Tyler could slowly feel that the pain was joined by pleasure.

“Fuck, that’s it mate! You’ve almost taken the full length!”

That seemed to encourage Jake even more and suddenly he was fucking him even harder. Tyler moaned but was slowly gaining control over his feelings, able to limit the noise despite the ongoing pain he was enduring.

“That’s it. Now. Take. It!”

With each word, Jake thrusted his cock deep into Tyler’s ass. As Jake said the last word, Tyler felt his big balls slap against his ass.

“Fuuuuuuck that’s it.” Jake said, catching his breath for just a moment.

Tyler breathed a sigh of relief. Taking a moment to catch his own breath and feel Jake’s huge cock pulsing inside him. He had never felt anything like it.

“Ready for this?” Jake asked.

Tyler wasn’t and didn’t move his head. Jake was not keen on waiting though, and slowly started to move his rock hard 14” in and out of Tyler’s slowly loosening hole.

Tyler started to moan into Jake’s hands again, who eagerly sped up the pace. With long, fast strokes Jake now truly started to the anal assault on Tyler, slowly but surely stretching him.

Tyler could feel the pain slowly ebb away and being replaced by pleasure. If possible, he started to leak even more precum, an endless stream dripping from his cock down to the floor.

“Oh fuck Tyler, that ass of yours is fucking tight. You better be ready for this!”

Tyler braced himself, knowing what was coming. But he had no idea it would come that way.

With a few more long, deep strokes, Jake’s cock erupted. Cum was shooting deep inside Tyler and he could feel the hot liquid filling him up and Jake kept pounding him.

“Fuuuuuuuuck—” The feeling got too intense for Tyler, who could suddenly feel his own cock erupt, covering the wall and floor of the bathroom stall.

“Yeah, that’s it!” Jake said eagerly as he could feel Tyler’s ass clench around his cock as he shot his load. “I don’t think I’ve ever fucked a load out of anyone!”

“I don’t think anyone has ever fucked one out of me!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

Jake turned Tyler around and passionately kissed him.

“You’ve done really well over the last three weeks. You should be proud. Hit me up when you get back from the trial.”

And with that he grabbed his towel and lube, opened the door and walked out, leaving Tyler standing in the warm water.

He needed a moment to recover from his fuck but wanted to make sure he caught Jake before he left. He quickly washed off and turned off the shower, wrapped his towel around him and almost sprinted back into the locker room.

To his surprise it was empty. All of Jake’s stuff had gone. Tyler knew that meant he wouldn’t be able to catch up with him so decided to slowly get dressed and head home, and to bed. The car was coming to pick him up early and he really needed a good night’s sleep before that.

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