POPS: There's Something About Travis

Travis was hot and he knew it. Behind his good looks and steely grey eyes was a frighteningly manipulative power bottom who played men like fiddles, making them do whatever he wanted just by teasing them with his juicy bubble butt and dazzling smile. Everyone wanted Travis.

Seth and Justin were two alpha males who had been eyeing Travis at the gym for months and Travis had been eyeing them in return, his ass puckering at the sight of their thick cocks outlined in their gym shorts. Travis wanted both of them inside of him - separately or tearing him in half at the same time - but he knew he only needed to bat his eyes and flash his smile to convince them to do whatever he wanted. Travis' veracious appetite for cock was only matched by his sadism, and he was going to use Seth and Justin to satisfy his urges.

It was a Friday and all of the furniture in Travis' large living room had been pushed against the walls clearing an impromptu wrestling ring. Travis was seated in an armchair wearing only his underwear and sipping a martini as Seth and Justin stood in front of him wearing tight singlets. Seth ran a hand through his blonde hair as Travis eye fucked him before he turned his attention to Justin. Justin was a dark haired stud whose very presence made Travis' cock start to leak.

The rules of the contest were simple. The blonde and the dark haired alpha males would fight no-holds-barred for the exclusive chance to fuck Travis' brains out with the fight itself being foreplay for him. The two immediately lunged at each other and after a long bout of grappling and punching, Seth and Justin were dripping with sweat, making their already tight singlets cling to their bodies. Travis stroked his cock through his underwear and egged the two to go at each other harder.

"Fuck him up," Travis cheered to no one in particular. 

He was getting off watching the two studs grunting and becoming increasingly violent. Justin and Seth filled the apartment with grunts and screams of pain as their blows became more severe, Travis was leaking at sound of feet and fists smashing into firm taught muscle. As soon as Seth realized that Travis seemed to really get turned on when he went below the belt, the rain of fathering-ability-ending blows increased.  At one point Justin was on his back and Justin dove on top of him ramming his elbow into Justin's crotch. It felt wrong to be seeking out his opponent's nuts, but all Travis had to do was encourage him with a wink to keep the blows coming.

It didn't take long for Seth's viscous assault o knock the steam out of Justin. Seth's fists were sinking into Justin's torso, the muscles beaten down from their usual firmness and the dark haired stud was starting to wear out. Justin's face was bloody, he was barely conscious and he was begging for mercy as Seth held him in a scissor hold.

"Finish him so you can get over her and fuck me like an animal!" 

Travis spread his legs and ran a hand over his asshole. Seth released Justin and was about to rip Travis's underwear off to get to his prize but the handsome bottom motioned his head 'no'.

"Finish him. Crack his nuts."

Seth was taken aback. He was about to protest when Travis reached into his underwear and started fingering himself, teasing Seth on what he was missing out on.

"Do it, stud. Please. For me."

Seth's cock twitched. He really wanted to fuck Travis but he also wanted to be reasonable to Justin, who was still splayed, bloody and defenseless. His urge for Travis won out.

He reached down and grabbed the bulge in Justin's singlet crushing it as he raised his fist. Justin let out a  bloodcurdling shriek, begging Seth to stop as he felt his nuts cracking in his opponent's hands. All of Justin's tremendous, muscular weight was being supported by his nuts. 

"Dude! Stop! Dude, please!" 

Justin's pleas were so desperate that Seth almost dropped him to the ground. And then Travis chimed in.

"Yeah, that's getting me so hot, dude." 

Travis was ramming multiple fingers into his hole, moaning for Seth to hurry so that he could fuck him.

Justin's frantic pleading was becoming more urgent and he clawed desperately at Seth's arm. Seth could feel Justin's nuts caving in. It was a thoroughly gross sensation, but one look at Travis showed it was worth it.

Justin let out an extremely loud, baritone wail as his testicles burst. Seth thought he was going to be sick as he felt his fist totally close before he finally let Justin's body drop with a thud. Justin's bag was rapidly swelling as chunks of his shattered nuts floated in his sack, his eyes rolled into his head as he passed out.

"Fuck yes! Now come and take me!" 

Travis took off his underwear and pointed his perky ass straight up. Seth ripped off his singlet and headed toward Travis' hot, wet hole. The handsome blonde looked down at his denutted opponent and almost felt bad... before ravaging Travis all over the apartment.

There really was something about Travis.