Cock Dock

From: Sdsmthmscl

My car broke down on the way see my brother in Philly last summer. I was in the middle of fucking nowhere and I had only $80 bucks for food and gas. It was a Sunday afternoon and the sun was just beating down. I hoofed it to the exit ramp and one of the first buildings I found was a one bay garage.

There was a bunch of old beat up cars around it and a pickup with a tow winch in the yard as well. The door was opened and I saw this dark looking dude working under a truck. He looked up and then kept working. I stood there for about 5 minutes before he got up and walked over. He head stared me down, like he was looking through me and said, “Closed boss.” Like me, he had no shirt, but was normal looking, his face didn’t have much facial hair, but was unshaved. He had tats all over his body and he had some body thick black hair around his nipples, between his pecs, down like a line on his abs. He had pop’n muscle, and you could see every one of them really defined.

“Shit!” I said. “My car’s broke down about a mile up the highway.”

“We’re open at 8AM tomorrow.” he said with no inflection or care. “I’m working on my own truck today.” There was nothing else close to this place and he offered up a morsel of hope. “What’s it doing?” “The engine smokes like a bastard and it doesn’t have any power.”

His name was Charlie and I ended up begging and pleading with him to just take a look at the car. He told me $20 to tow it if it was close, and he’d look at it. Once the car was in the shop he just said, “Head gasket, about $370 bucks. That’s a kick ass price.”, and added that he could have it ready by noon Monday.

I told him I’d have to sleep in the car and he agreed to just do it that day. It was a life saver.

It was dusk and Charlie finished the car off. I had been watching Charlie work all afternoon and he gave me cold stares from the corner of his eye.

When he finished, he washed up and walked into the office with my credit card. He emerged with his head shaking. “No good.” he said. He handed me back the card and kept his hand extended for another. I shifted and started to get scared. I realize that my card was probably near the limit, but I didn’t expect this. I spoke, “Can you try again?”

“Look, I tried 2 times and called them directly. It’s been declined, let me have another card.” Charlie explained my car, with my stuff would be locked in the garage until I paid the bill. He was locking up for the day and would be in Monday Morning at 8AM. I started really worrying because I only had on a pair of shorts and flip flops. I couldn’t stay outside all night and I was in the middle of nowhere and completely fucked. Charlie looked right through me and stood motionless for about 5 minutes and then said, “Look, if you’re cool about it you can work this off. Right now.”

I just nodded my head yes and my body felt a wave of relief. Charlie made a call and about 30 minutes later a dude named Peter showed up with a bag of equipment. Charlie introduced us and turned and closed the garage door behind us. They whispered to each other for about 10 minutes and Peter turned and produced 2 papers for me to sign. I didn’t read them and I was relieved and nervous. I handed Charlie my driver’s license and he went in the office to get a copy of it. Peter explained that I would be making a video and my fee would be paid to Charlie in exchange for his services. Charlie kept asking,”You’re cool about this, right?” I consistently nodded yes.

I slowly realized that the video would be a nude session staring me, and would be the only way at this late hour to make the kind of money I needed to free my car. I reluctantly complied and started shivering for no good reason. I was not ashamed of my body because I had a nice muscular build.

Charlie sat down and watched from his chair as Peter made me undress.

I stripped myself completely nude and engaged in several obscene poses for the still pictures. It was sort of a surprise, because I thought I’d be mainly exposing my penis, but Peter seemed to really enjoy my big round lightly furred ass muscles and made me spread it for the camera. Even through the fine butt hair you could see every muscle and dimple. I was made to expose my ass crack and put my own greased finger up my hole. Peter started filming with a small digital cam corder and commanded me to get stiff.

I tried, with no luck and Charlie asked Peter several times to turn the camera off and call it off. I protested and tried to jack my limp dick harder.

Charlie had enough and walked right over to my nude body and knelt down between my legs. He pulled my ball sack down and sucked my limp dick.

I was fridged and a little scared and he looked up at me and started working his big hands all over my body. He man handled my ass, stomach and nipples.

Charlie’ expert tongue circled my cock as he nuzzled his nose in my trimmed bush. When he started flicking and squeezing my nips, my straight cock started slowly betraying me and hardened. His tongue still circling it, I came full mast and he released his mouth. I didn’t even notice my involuntary moaning. Peter captured my newly molested cock at full mast on video. It was wet with saliva and Charlie’ warm mouth once again worked me.

My toes curled up underneath me and Peter made me look at the camera, lick my lips and make noises for him It felt good and I slowly warmed up to the homo sex scene going down. I realized its happening, it’s going to happen and I should just go with it.

Charlie worked his way down to my balls and then bent me over a nearby table and worked my shit hole. I could feel him spread my muscular buns, spit on my hole, and I could feel my cock being pulled down in between my legs. He lapped my rod and tongued my hole. Every now and then his mouth would wander from my hot hole and nibble on my furry buns. I guess it’s about as gay as you get, but it felt great and I relaxed even more. Peter asked me to look at the camera while Charlie sucked my ass cheek. He gave me two large hickies. One on top of my ass and one center, on the right cheek.

At that, Charlie forced my chest down to the table. He said, “Raise that ass!”, and I complied with the command, after all, I had just posed for a bunch of ass pictures anyway. I raised my worked saliva soaked ass crack in the air and showed off my new ass hickies for the camera. He spread my heels out with his foot to expose my tender bud. I was standing on the balls of my feet, pigeon toed, and my calf’s strained as Charlie slapped my large round butt muscles. Peter smiled as he captured my spanking. Charlie ran his greased finger vulgarly down my wet ass crack he just pleasured with his tongue. It felt good. He continued to rub his greased finger down my crack and found my hair lined virgin tightly puckered shit hole, which he tapped with end of his finger. His big hands slowly probed my ass bud and tugged at my exposed nut sack and slick freshly manhandled cock that was hanging over the table. Every few seconds Charlie big hands delivered a violent butt slap. Each one shook threw my body and the sound reverberated through the garage. I let out a deep cry with each blow. My white muscled glutes were turning red from his punishment. His middle finger slowly worked its way in between my freshly disciplined ass muscles and found its way, once again, to my tender bud. He worked his greased finger circularly on my bud and slowly applied pressure. My tight opening slowly yielded to the pressure and soon I was being finger banged. He was finger banging my straight shit chute! I wondered how much longer this video had to be?

Charlie’ fat middle finger stroked my tender sphincter while his free hand delivered more spanks to my reddened glutes. Charlie enjoyed my obscene pose and Peter captured every moment of it, every now and they saying, “Good, good.” Charlie reached to unbutton his pants in between blows. His index finger also pressured its way into my tight warm canal and I let out another small cry with a two fingered fuck. Charlie freed his 8” rod, and standing beside me smirked when he saw that I cocked my head to take a glimpse at it. His cunt pumper was fucking huge. It was fat in the middle and curved on the end. He was hard and his foreskin was completely stretched back exposing his pinkish head. It jetted out from his lean physique and his thick jet black curlies covered its base. He was a really good looking dude and his lean torso showed a nice Vee starting at his nuts and up to the bottom of his obliques. His long fat curved cock looked lethal. Charlie touched the head of his cock to me and I could feel the wet precum high on my right hickied ass muscle. He then walked around in back of me and squared his hips to mine. I tried to pick my torso off the table in protest, but he pushed me back down. He reached around and I was made to take a deep sniff of a small brown bottle and I blacked out for a few seconds. I came to with his cock head docked in me! My straight furry muscle butt was being turned into Charlie’ cock dock. With each sniff of the brown bottle I came to, with another inch of cock in my turned out cock dock. Each uncomfortable inch making me take a bigger and bigger sniff to escape the moment. In between sniffs I protested and whimpered. I reached full consciousness, feeling Charlie’ legs touching the back of my legs and his tight curlies touching the back of my ass. He was still delivering spanks, now less hurtful l and in a very sexual way, to my muscle butt.

Charlie’ big bone was lodged deep in my tender shit tube and I could feel the pressure of his curved cock head nuzzled against a wall inside me. My tight puckered ass hole now wrapped around the base of his cunt pumper. My cries and whimpers were escalating and Charlie stood perfectly still and said, “So, work it out.”

Still on the balls of my feet, heels out, I stayed stationary and whimpering. If I moved away, the fat part of his cock would stretch my tight tender orifice, and if I moved toward him, his pink head would try to explore the doorway beyond my shit tube. His voice turned angry and he yelled again, “Work it out!” He kept repeating that. Peter captured every uncomfortable whimpering moment. I could feel Charlie was very turned on and his cock was ridged. He delivered more spankings to the top and side of my haired ass muscles and down my hairy legs. His placed his big hand near my ass shelf on the curve of my lower back and yelled, “Work it out!” I desperately wanted to just stay still and keep his cock lodged motionless in its new dock, but I knew I would have to sooner or later stretch my poor hole over it. After about a minute of uncomfortable silence, interrupted by my whimpers, I finally worked the stretched hole of my tender shit canal about an inch off the base of his cock. First rocking slowly on that first inch near the base and as my lips widened stretched more and more around the fat part of his cock I let out a small cry. Charlie stood still and enjoyed the view, groaning, “Yeah, work it out puta!” I was made to deliver my own first time fuck to my tender shit tube.

I obeyed his painful command until he started rocking his hips against the fuck I was delivering to his fat 8 incher. My strained ass lips covered more distance and soon he concentrated on stretching my poor chute on the fat part of his cock. The 3 inches in the center of it was the worst and his curved cock head rubbed inside me. After about 20 minutes of slow fucking my poor hole, he delivered a full long dicked fuck. My legs and ass muscles trembled constantly during his punishing fuck and my shit chute covered almost every inch of his cock. He would barely leave the tip inside, but it didn’t matter because with each fuck my vacated dilated hole was opened enough for the curved fat cock to fully re-dock. Charlie grabbed the front of my neck with his big hand and stretched my upper body off the table. My back was now curved and my pounded ass gave Charlie everything he commanded. My spanked red glutes still trembling as his pelvis slapped into my raised ass. He didn’t care about my cries and whimpers and seem to enjoy the sounds his punishing fuck would have me make.

Peter circled the scene and captured my facial expressions, my tears, my red ass high in the air taking Charlie’ long dicking fuck, my whimpers and my hands clasped tightly around the end of the table. My freshly spanked glutes heaved back and forth on Charlie cunt pump. I was made to say “Fuck me”, many times but it turned into sobs and whimpers of me begging:

“Fuck me”.

After Charlie enjoyed the fuck from behind, he spun my body on top of the table so that my ass hung over the end and my left leg was perpendicular in the air. As Charlie pulled my leg in the air, Peter got a good shot of my tilted ass muscles being violated with Charlie’ fat pole. I was now looking up and he glared back at me. His cunt pumper once again aimed its way back through my sore ass lips and the fucking once again began in full force.

Peter got a good shot of my opened hole receiving its punishing fuck. Charlie started sucking on my toes while fucking my ass. It felt strangely good and even though I didn’t want to enjoy it, my cock once again betrayed me and stiffened. As Charlie’ tongue circled my hairy big toe and his fuck rod pumped against my hair lined shit hole, I inexplicably let out a deep cry. Charlie moaned, “That’s it, work it out.”, and cum streamed out of my cock onto my chest and stomach. I let out 3 long streams of warm cum.

Charlie pulled his cock out of my sore dock and scooped and smeared my cum from my used body to his 8 incher. He let out another grin and turned me back over, ass high, and started fucking my chute at a faster pace. My entire body quaked from his fuck and he groaned and mercifully pulled out of his cock dock. Charlie buttered my muscle cock dock with his long streams of cum. My poor shit tube was numb from the long dicked fuck. His last act was to spank my freshly buttered buns and spread my hairy hole for Peter to capture his cum leaking down past my swollen ass lips past my hanging balls.

He looked up and Peter and asked, “So what do you think?”

Peter grinned, “Good, it’ll sell.”

When I got home, I called the credit card company and it seemed like there was some sort of misunderstanding and I did have enough credit to cover the expense. It was too late to do anything about it and I really didn’t want to think about it. You can order the video, with 3 other dudes getting similar treatment from Peter’s web site. I knew it existed and about a year later I came across it, a deep sinking feeling hit my stomach as I recognized my hairy spread ass propped in the air on the picture of the cover. I slowly and reluctantly type the video name: “Cock Dock” and ordered my copy. Out of morbid fascination I watched it entirely, even the other guys being taken advantage of. Charlie was in two of the scenes.

Compared to the other guy, I was made tender love to. That other dude was ruthlessly fucked. I wonder how many people have seen this video of my hapless fuck? I wonder if they knew I had to do it, that the Cock Dock was a straight hairy muscle butt and that every cry and whimper was real, and not just for the camera? It would probably make them enjoy it even more I think. I won’t give you my name and will not tell you where to order the video. I do not want anyone to see it.