Tyler Gripentrog Is A Dick (Tyler Makes a Porno III)

This is a quick prequel to Tyler Makes A Porno. Enjoy :) 

Drew stepped onto the treadmill, set it to a leisurely pace, and started walking. It was hardly a workout but that wasn't actually the point. The machine was positioned to give him a clear view of the free-weights area of the gym where he watched several sweaty, fit jocks pumping iron, grunting as they lifted weights Drew could only dream of. 

Out of the sea of hot gym rats, one in particular caught his eye. Tyler Gripentrog, a young, muscular jock who always worked out in black shorts and sleeveless gym shirts to show off his toned upper arms. Drew was easily twice Tyler's age but even at his pique he had never had Tyler's awesome build. Tyler had a cockiness that seemed to make him even more attractive to Drew who had taken up eye fucking him in the gym, building up a cache of mental imagery that he used to beat off to nightly. 

Drew was sure Tyler was straight, or at least he thought he was sure, considering he had heard him bragging to the other muscle heads in the locker room about his numerous female conquests and being awarded with high fives. It wasn't hard to see why. Tyler was boyishly good looking with a taught body that seemed to somehow lack any fat yet wasn't cartoonishly muscular and to top it off Drew was convinced Tyler had enormous testicles and a donkey-sized cock judging from the obvious bulges in his shorts. Drew found himself daydreaming about all the nasty things he would do to Tyler if he ever had the chance...

Drew suddenly flushed with embarrassment. Tyler had caught him staring at him from across the gym but seemed unfazed as he gave Drew a sly smile and resumed his weights. Drew tried to play it off as a coincidence as he resumed his steady jog. Three miles later, Drew was actually paying more attention to his workout than checking out the other guys at the gym, so hadn't noticed at first when someone stepped onto and started up the machine next to him. Drew turned to nod hello and was pleasantly surprised to see it was Tyler.

Tyler paid Drew no attention as he set the machine to a breakneck pace and began sprinting with a grace that seemed to defy his large build. Drew stole a side glance and literally gasped at the site of two huge bulges flopping wildly in his shorts. Drew nearly fell off his machine as Tyler's crotch temporarily became all he could pay attention to, but quickly got back into his own rhythm. It was getting late and the gym was starting to clear out; this must be Tyler's warm down, he thought.

Finally, Tyler was done. He had breezed through five miles in a little over thirty-minutes and was dripping with sweat for his efforts. Drew had slowed to a walk and couldn't help but stare at the handsome, glistening stud. His wet clothes clung to this body leaving virtually nothing to the imagination and to Drew's delight he could finally make out the true size and shape of Tyler's basket. Two fat nuts could be clearly outlined as well as thick anaconda of a cock that snaked so far down Tyler's thigh the clearly outlined mushroom head nearly peaked out of his shorts. Tyler wiped the sweat from his handsome face - which somehow looked even hotter flushed from exertion - and hopped off the machine, again hardly paying attention to Drew. Drew wasn't particularly surprised he was in his forties and though he wasn't in bad shape, he might as well been invisible to younger guys and that was presuming Tyler was even interested.

Tyler made his way toward the locker room but stopped before disappearing behind the door, turned toward the treadmills, and winked at Drew. Drew's heart pounded and he reran the image in his mind to double check what he just seen. He was sure that Tyler - this ripped stud he had been dreaming about for months - had just given him a seductive wink after running next to him showing off his body.

Drew looked around. The gym was mostly empty now except for two young women doing bench presses on a Smith machine and the front desk attendant watching a movie on his tablet. Feeling horny, and brash, Drew turned off his machine and headed toward the locker room.

The sound of the heavy door closing echoed through the cavernous empty locker room as Drew headed toward the showers, nonchalantly peaking around and listening for anyone. It was silent except of the sound of a single locker being rustled through. Drew turned the corner to see Drew pulling his gym bag out of his locker. He was still fully dressed and his entire body was now glistening a warm pink from his workout. He looked amazing and Drew casually started to open his locker, trying to make subtle eye contact with the twenty-something stud.

Tyler always got horny after working out and tonight was no different. Drew gulped as Tyler's huge pole started to tent his shorts. Suddenly, Tyler turned toward Drew and made direct eye contact before Drew could turn away only this time it wasn't a playful wink, it was a death glare. Drew darted his eyes away like he hadn't noticed but Tyler took a step toward him and stood face to face. Drew's heart was pounding so hard his ears were throbbing and before he could say anything Tyler reached out his muscular arm and grabbed Drew's wrist, yanking it forward and placing it on his cock. Drew's hand was separated from the largest cock he ever seen by only a thin layer of fabric.

"I see the way you look at me, dude."

Drew could feel Tyler's cock throbbing in his shorts but could do nothing but stare back at Tyler breathlessly.

"Well, bro. I'm horny as fuck and don't discriminate. And fags give the best head,"

Drew was too overwhelmed to be taken aback by the slur and before he realized what was happening, Tyler had grabbed his shoulders and pushed him roughly to his knees. 

"What the..."

Tyler pulled down his shorts and put his cock directly in front of Drew's mouth. It was massive, far too much cock for Drew to ever dream of ever taking down his throat. Drew looked up at Tyler stunned and was about to speak when nine inches of steely-hard cock was instantly rammed down his throat. Drew's nostrils were filled with the smell of Tyler's sweaty, neatly trimmed crotch as his huge eggs slammed against Drew's chin.  Drew could literally not believe it. His eyes watered as he suppressed gagging on Tyler's over sized rod and before he could object Tyler placed his hands on the back of Drew's head, held it in place and began to violently skull fuck Drew's face.

"Mmmmph!" 

Drew gasped for air as Tyler used his head like a sex toy, roughly slamming his cock in and out of his mouth, hitting the back of his throat with each thrust. Tyler's nuts were swinging wildly slapping Drew in the face each time. Drew looked up at Tyler's awesomely sculpted body as Drew threw his head back and moaned.  It didn't take long for the violent fucking to be too much for Drew and he tried to escape.

"What's the matter, daddy? Isn't this what you wanted?"

Tyler snarled as he clasped Drew's head even firmer and rammed his cock in and out of Drew like a piston. Drew looked up at Tyler pleadingly but that only seemed to make the horny jock buck his muscular hips even faster. Drew was gagging and trying to scream for help but Tyler's cock kept him from doing anything more than letting out muffled screams.

"Oh yeah, bro! Fucking cock sucker faggot, take it all!"

Tyler continued to hurl derogatory slurs and insults as Drew's eyes started watering to the point of crying as Tyler held his cock all the way down Drew's throat daring the trapped man to gag. Drew looked up at Tyler whose handsome face had taken on a sinister expression of lust and cockiness.

"Isn't this what you fucking wanted?"

Drew might as well been a sex doll as far as Tyler was concerned, and he grew increasingly scared that he would be extremely outmatched if Tyler's homophobic rant escalated any further. He had to do something. Suddenly, Drew's gaze locked on to Tyler's swinging nuts like radar. He balled his fists and sent them sailing toward Tyler's sack, one fist from each direction. Tyler gasped as he felt his boys compress between Drew's surprisingly strong fists. Drew wasn't an Adonis like Tyler, but he was hardly in bad shape. Before Tyler fully recovered, Drew sandwiched his balls rapidly twice more. Tyler groaned and for a brief second loosened his grip on Drew's head.

It was all the opening Drew needed to escape. He sprang to his feet and had barely turned to run before being tackled by Tyler. It was no contest. Drew collapsed and Tyler landed on top of him, Tyler's adorable face staring down at him and his still hard cock pressed against Drew's chest. In another context the position would have been incredibly hot but the look of thinly veiled rage quickly reminded Drew this was anything but.

"You like playing dirty?"

Tyler punched Drew in the chest, stunning him, before jumping to his feet and grabbing both of Drew's ankles. Tyler held Drew's legs into the air and looked down smiling wickedly. Drew knew what was about to happen.

"No! Please!"

STOMP!

Tyler stomped down onto the modest bulge in Drew's shorts over and over, seemingly enjoying the destruction his powerful legs were inflicting on Drew's sex life. Drew thought he was going to throw up as a deep pain welled in his stomach.

"What's the matter? Queers don't want kids, anyway right?" 

Tyler finished with a final devastating stomp before dropping Drew's legs and letting the whimpering man curl into a ball. Tyler, still throbbing and needing to shoot, grabbed Drew by the hair and forced him to his knees.

"Suck it, bitch!" Tyler barked.

"Suck!" 

Tyler reared his leg back and sent it flying between Drew's legs with such force that he was lifted off the ground. It felt like his testicles had literally burst and he let out a wail of pain. Tyler grabbed Drew by the hair again and forced him to look up at him.

"I said, suck it, please!"

Drew gave an innocent smile and wink that was totally incongruent with the violent way he was handling Drew's head. This guy is a monster, Drew thought. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and his lips had barely parted before all nine inches of Tyler's dripping cock were once again slammed down his throat. Drew's balls were throbbing and he thought Tyler's rough skull fucking was actually going to make him throw up, he struggled to hold back his gagging but the flexing of his throat must have only been turning Tyler on. The young stud moaned and bucked his hips faster and faster.

"I'm cumming! Fucking take it!"

Tyler pulled his cock out of Drew's mouth just as the first spurt of cum rocketed out. There was an audible splat as a thick ribbon of cum splashed point blank onto Drew's face. Drew reflexively closed his eyes as Tyler held his head in place with one hand and grabbed his cock with the other, moving the pulsing fuck stick around like a hose, being sure to absolutely paint Drew's face. Drew had never felt so degraded in his life. He had literally dreamed about being sprayed with Tyler's cum, but now that it was actually happening he wanted nothing more than for it to stop.

"Fucking fag!" Tyler snapped as his veritable cum fountain of a cock finally started to deflate. 

Tyler pulled his pants back up and casually reached for his gym bag. Incredulously, he offered Drew a hand to his feet and threw a towel at him before turning to leave.

"You have a little something on your face," 

Tyler laughed as he headed out of the locker room. Even though he had just busted a huge post-workout nut, Tyler's loins were still roiling. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and winked. He looked extra hot, he thought. Sweaty, his muscles still pumped from his workout and his skin glowing from orgasmic bliss.

Tyler turned to see Drew wiping off his face and nursing his battered balls and for split second thought about tackling him and making him suck out the second load he felt building but decided against it.

I should blow this on camera and make a few bucks, Tyler thought. His nuts were still aching from Drew's sucker punches and the dull ache gave him a mischievous idea.

I wonder if I still have that firework, he thought as the locker room door slammed behind him.