Shawn and his roommate chapter 8
Shawn and Austin were used..
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Shawn and his roommate chapter 8
Shawn and Austin were used to being the center of attention anywhere they go, especially while working out in the gym with their huge muscles. Now however, they felt overexposed. Their huge smooth pecs and wide shoulders were on full display. The stringers were merely pieces of fabric. The shoulder straps were spaghetti thin and their large suckable nipples were left exposed. The spandex muscle shorts were so short that they barely covered the muscular oversized football asses. As Shawn bent over to pick up weights the shorts rode up, exposing the straps of his jockstrap. In front of the tight tiny shorts, their cockcages were making impressive bulges. Austin caught several men checking them out, causing him to turn red in embarrassment and anger. He clenched his fist but one look toward Wilbur who was smiling and holding his thumb near his phone screen, Austin dared not do anything.
Shawn laid down on the bench to do chest presses, while Austin towers over him to spot him as he presses 300lbs. “Look at him. Looking so smug, flirting with every jock here,” Austin whispered while motioning his head toward Wilbur as Shawn gripped the barbel.
Skinny, nerdy Wilbur looked out of place in the gym. His baggy clothes hung off his body while he openly flirts with a bodybuilder three times his size. All attention at the gym turned to the two slutty dressed muscle jocks as Shawn grunted loud as he began to pump out one rep after another. Wilbur smiled at his cocky, sexy slave as his huge muscles bulged and flex. Austin’s deep masculine voice was edging Shawn on for another rep and another. Wilbur reached into his shorts pocket and pulled out his cellphone, he then opened the app and selected Shawn’s icon. Selecting a low sitting, he activated Shawn’s prostate massager. Shawn had just pushed the barbell off his huge pecs and was holding the weighed down bar in the air when a shot of pleasure went through his body. His powerful arms began to shake as sweat poured over his body. As his cock pressed uncomfortably hard against the cockcage, his strength was being zapped out of him. He was unable to concentrate on the weights. Thankfully Austin was spotting him and quickly grabbed the weights out of his struggling hands. After the bar was re-racked, Shawn shot up on the bench and moaned, “fuck!” He turned to Wilbur who smirked back at the two muscle jocks.
Later while Shawn and Austin were each curling 50lbs dumbbells, they saw Wilbur, through the mirrors, talking to two older men. The men were looking from Wilbur and to the two muscle bound jocks. Finally each man shook Wilbur’s hand and then Wilbur handed each man a small key. Wilbur then walked over to the two jocks and boldly slapped Austin on his plump muscular ass.
“You two done with your working out? You looked awesome working out,” he ran each hand down the two studs' large backsides, pushing their tiny spandex shorts between their thick buttocks. Their buttocks in the tight shorts were firm and round. They felt like they were sculpted from granite to his touch. Shawn closed his eyes as he felt the nerd stroking his hole through the thin shorts.
Wilbur leaned close between his two slaves and whispered, “those two men want you to serve them in the sauna. They paid a lot for you both.”
“You pimped us out,” Austin hissed.
“Now, now, watch your tone,” Wilbur held his phone.
“They have the keys to your cages and will unlock you two so you can share in the fun,” Wilbur then squeezed their packed crotches, causing both studs to whimper. “They are very important men, if you make them happy then there might not be a need for your dickies to be knocked back up again.”
Austin and Shawn looked at each other and they knew they had no choice. They followed him into the locker room. The straight jocks rarely changed in the locker room at the public gym. It was a notorious cruise spot for old men looking for fine younger bucks such as Austin and Shawn. There were several older men whose sole purpose for coming to the gym was to hang out in the locker room, sauna and steam rooms. When Austin and Shawn entered the locker room and started to pull off their sweaty clothes, they drew a small crowd of admirers. The old men kept their distance from the muscle gods but kept clear view of their chisel bodies. The men could believe how beautiful and built the two jocks were as they took off their clothes. Austin and Shawn kept their wide, shredded back to the men, shamefully hiding their caged cocks. However, they could feel the men's eyes on their beautiful sculpted, tight asses.
Facing the lockers, Shawn peeled down his shorts and jockstrap, pulling them over his sneakers. He then placed a foot on the bench in front of the locker and bent over to untie his shoes. In doing so he inadvertently revealed his tight, hairless hole to the older men.
A faint whisper, “damn” was uttered by one of their admirers. Once naked Austin and Shawn wrapped their towels around their lean waists and headed to the sauna. The sauna was empty except for the two men that were talking to Wilbur earlier. The two men were wearing only towels as they sat on the top row of benches. When the two muscle jocks entered the sauna, both older men looked at them and smiled. Their smiles were predatory as they took in the jock boy’s smooth, ripped bodies. Shawn and Austin felt vulnerable and nervous even though they each had 50lbs more of muscles then each old man. Around each man’s wrinkly neck was a chain with a small key dangling from it.
“So you are Wilbur’s friends,” the older man sitting to the left asked.
“Yes, sir,” Shawn answered respectfully.
He hated having to be nice to those fags but if he want his cock free then he had to obey.
“I’m Harold and this is Charles,” the two men introduced themselves.
“I’m . . .” Shawn started to reply.
“We know who you are. Harold and I are alumni of State and follow the football program,” Charles interrupted Shawn.
“We met your coach last night at a “special fundraiser”,” Harold turned to Charles and they laughed together over a joke that was lost upon the younger men.
“You both made very good names for yourselves in college football. You are even celebrities here,” Charles added.
“Why don’t you two turn around and drop the towels,” Harold smirked at the two nervous bodybuilding jocks.
Austin stepped back against the wall. Shawn looked at him and then slowly turned around. He then undid his towel, opening it, and slowly lowering the towel under his muscular smooth ass.
“Man, that’s a beauty. Now yours too Austin,” Charles reached under his own towel and started stroking himself while watching the two Adonis’s before him.
Shawn looked at Austin, pleading with his eyes for him to cooperate. Austin finally lowered his head and opened his towel. Letting the towel fall to the sauna floor, Austin stepped forward beside Shawn and turned around.
“Beautiful,” Harold proclaimed. “Look better in person naked than I expected. You jock boys don’t realize the gold mine you are sitting on.”
“Oh, they know, don’t you boys,” Charles laughed. “Strutting around in your tight uniforms. Working out on squats, getting those behinds big and tight.”
The jocks were red from head to toe out of embarrassment as they stood in middle of the sauna in nothing but their cockcages.
“Come here boys,” Harold patted his leg.
Shawn and Austin looked at each other. Shawn turned around and walked over to stand before Harold. Austin followed and stood in front of Charles. He closed his eyes as Charles reached out and stroked Austin’s large pecs.
“Those are some beautiful tits, boy,” Charles whispered as his fingers brushed against the quarterback’s nipples.
Harold smiled while running a hand down Shawn’s chisel 8 pack. “Put your hands behind your back,” he then ordered.
Shawn found it easier to obey more and more. He placed his hand behind his back. Noticing his friend’s actions, Austin followed. Harold and Charles smiled at each other. Harold then pulled the chain and key over his head. Austin and Shawn’s eyes light up. Harold reached out and began to fondle Shawn's cockcage and lock. After what seemed like an eternity, Shawn’s cock was finally freed.
“Please,” Austin begged Charles to release him.
Charles loved hearing the big macho jock pleading and crying to be released as he took his time. When Austin’s cock was freed, he let out a deep, low moan. Both older men then wrapped their right fists around both jock’s cocks and stroked them. Shawn and Austin, both, found themselves moaning in pleasure while their cocks grew rock hard in the men’s hands. With their free hands, Charles and Harold opened their towels and pulled out their own hard cocks. Shawn offered no resistance as Harold pulled him closer by a firm grip on the jock’s cock. Without having to be told what to do, Shawn knelt in between the man’s legs and took the cock into his mouth. Austin watched his teammate and the closest guy he can call a friend, kneeling and obediently taking another cock into his mouth. He turned to face the smiling Charles and then knelt before the older man.
“Damn, those jock boys have sweet mouths,” Harold moaned as Shawn’s mouth worked on his thick cock.
“They do,” Charles moaned, as he held a fist full of Austin’s blonde hair while guiding the quarterback on and off of his cock.
Both jocks kept their eyes closed. They were humiliated, not by just being made to suck off other men’s cocks, but by the fact that their own, freshly freed cocks were throbbing and leaking pre cum onto the sauna floor. Their handsome faces were fucked and used. Harold grabbed hold of Shawn’s head and pushed his cock all the way into the tight throat. Unable to breathe, Shawn grabbed hold of the old man’s legs. Harold moaned and shot his load down the jock’s throat.
