Golf outing
Tony was working on the floor of the warehouse ..
🕑 Added 2022-04-28 01:44:02 +0000 UTC
Golf outing
Tony was working on the floor of the warehouse when the owner of the company approached him. He was about to get off work and had his coveralls unzipped to his waist and was shirtless underneath, displaying his chiseled physique. Tony noticed his boss’s eyes roaming down his shredded torso.
“Sorry, I should have waited until I clocked out,” Tony started to pull the coveralls back up to his broad shoulders.
“No, that’s fine,” Mr. Stone replied and waved his hand to brush off any concerns Tony had about being in trouble. “The foreman told me you are pretty good at golf.”
“Yeah, I used to play every weekend, weather permitting, but it's been a while,” Tony replied, still confused at why the older man stopped him.
“Good. A few board members and myself are playing this weekend at the country club. I want you to join us,” it was obvious by his tone that he wasn’t asking Tony.
Tony was surprised. It was a big deal when a lower rank employee like himself gets invited on one of the boss’s golf outings. He knew of only a few guys from the warehouse where Tony worked that ever got invited to join them. They were big muscular guys that Tony used to workout with. After their golf outing they got big promotions and moved to the headquarters. Tony now very rarely sees them anymore.
“Sure, I will like that,” Tony smiled.
“Good boy, I'll arrange you to get to the country club,” Mr. Stone slapped Tony on his bare muscular back and walked off.
Tony wasn’t shy about his body and always dressed to show it off. He decided to wear a blue polo shirt with short sleeves that tightly hugged his thick arms, and a pair of golf pants that fit him like a glove around his huge legs and large round ass.
“Your bosses definitely will give you a raise and promotion after they see that ass of yours,” Tony’s wife laughed as she spanked his firm bubble ass. “You are so fucking sexy,” she stood on her toes and kissed him.
Tony was almost late for tee time because he and his wife had a quick fuck in their bathroom. When Tony arrived at the private ulta-Rich’s country club, he definitely got a lot of looks from his bosses.
“Glad you made it,” Mr. Stone slapped him on the back and put his arm around Tony’s broad shoulders. “This is Thomas,Harris, and Huffman,” he introduced Tony to the three board members.
As he shook each man’s hand he had the feeling they were sizing him up. He wasn't sure if the look of approval in their eyes was a good thing or not. Especially when he caught Mr. Thomas and Mr. Harris glancing at his impressive crotch. Tony began to think he should have worn something looser.
They spent most of the time drinking and smoking expensive cigars then actually playing golf.
“Here you will like them,” Stone opened up a cigar case and offered Tony a thick Churchill cigar.
“Thank you, sir,” Tony took the cigar and leaned forward as Mr. Stone lit it for him.
The cigar was sweet tasting and smelling as Tony puffed on it.
“Your turn,” Mr. Harris joked with Tony as he returned to the golf caddy.
Tony was still puffing on the cigar between his lips as he took his golf club and moved to the ball on the ground. He leaned forward and lined up his shot. He could feel the four older men's eyes on his back, especially his ass in the tight pants. Mr. Thomas had previously whispered to his fellow board members that he could make out the lines of Tony’s briefs through the pants as they stretched over the stud’s fine ass. Tony was about to hit the ball when he suddenly felt drizzly. He swung and missed the tiny ball. Tony heard the men laughing. He turned and then everything went black. The muscular younger man collapsed to the ground.
“You definitely pick a beauty,” old man Thomas walked over to the passed out Tony.
Thomas reached down and used his finger to trace the brief line of Tony’s underwear that was visible through the pants. The men laughed at the big helpless hunk. They began to pose Tony in various humiliating positions while they took pictures of the muscular blue collar stud. Mr. Hoffman laid Tony’s chest flat on the ground and positioned his legs so that he was on his knees with his ass in the air. The other men laughed as Hoffman turned Tony’s head toward the cell phone camera. Hoffman then knelt behind Tony’s bubble ass and began to pose as if he was fucking the muscle bound stud. The board members were laughing. Mr. Stone then pulled Tony up on his knees by his hair and rubbed the handsome, masculine face against his crotch. Tony could only let out low groans in his sleep as he was manhandled and used by the three men.
When Tony came too he found himself on his knees on a soft oriental rug, with a ball gag in his mouth. His powerful arms were tied behind his back and the ropes were pulled tight across his muscular chest. He tried to scream for help but it only came out as muffled mumbling. Tony looked around the room and found himself in an elegant room with bookshelves and panel covered walls. The oriental rug looked like it cost more than his yearly pay. To his right were two large billiard tables that dominated the middle of the large room. He then saw Mr. Stone and a group of six older men standing and sitting by a large marble fireplace. They were smoking their cigars and drinking their expensive liquor. Tony pulled at his restraints and tried to demand for the men to let him go. His jaw was hurting from the ball gag in his mouth, Then he saw his two former co-workers. They were standing holding trays with crystal decanters on them. The two bodybuilders wore only jockstraps. Tony tried to plead with them to help him, but his two former friends wore blank expressions on their faces.
“Ah, he’s awake,” Mr. Stone smiled and walked over to the helpless muscle stud.
The older man then knocked off Tony’s cap. Tony tried to pull away but Mr. Stone gripped Tony’s brown hair. He tried to struggle harder to get free but it was no use. Tony looked up at his boss in hate and anger. As Tony pulled at the ropes he started to feel a stirring in his pants. Horror washed over his handsome face as he realized he was getting a hard on. He was so confused.
“Look like the Viagra is kicking in,” one of the well dressed men laughed.
The men were laughing at him. Mr. Stone grabbed Tony’s large pecs and pulled at the tight polo shirt, ripping it, exposing his large smooth pecs. Tony was furious but helpless to stop him. His muscles were useless to pull himself up from the floor or fight.
“Pick him up and bend him over the pool table,” Mr. Stone ordered the two obediently bodybuilding slaves.
“Yes, sir,” they both replied in unison.
They sit the trays down and gripping Tony by under his arms, lifting their former friend onto his feet. They dragged him over to the nearby pool table and threw him face down. The men moved behind Tony as Mr. Stone reached under the helpless and undid the tight fitted pants. He then pulled them down Tony’s long muscular legs. Tony’s black briefs were stretched over the muscular plump ass. Mr. Stone then raised his right hand and brought it down hard on to the firm ass cheeks. Tony cried out through the gag. Stone then took a knife from one of the other men and then cut Tony’s underwear open, revealing his smooth flawless ass. Mr. Stone then cut and ripped the underwear open more.
“It’s definitely a beautiful ass,” one of the men admired Tony’s ass.
“Yes, it is,” Mr. Stone replied as he opened his own pants.
The older man’s cock was thick and hard. He moved closer behind Tony and gripped the younger man’s ass cheeks, spreading them. Panicking Tony began to buck against the table but to no results. Tears ran down his handsome face while the men laughed at him. White hot pain rushed through his body as he felt Stone’s cock pushing into his tight, tiny hole. Mr. Stone continued to push deeper, stretching and ripping Tony’s hole. Slowly the pain faded as Tony’s insides grew used to the thickness inside him. The pain was replaced by pure pleasure. Tony’s eyes rolled back into his head while all struggling and resistance faded. His rock hard cock was throbbing and leaking under himself. Tony never felt so good.
“He felt so tight and good, pure heaven,” Mr. Stone moaned as he thrusted in and out of the perfect muscle ass.
Finally Stone thrusted all the way into his new fuck toy and came deep inside Tony. Feeling the warm seed filling him caused Tony to cum in the remains of his underwear.
Mr. Stone pulled out of the ruined ass and removed the ball gag, “he won’t need this anymore. He is completely docile now.”
Tony moaned loud now with his mouth free. The ropes were also cut off. However, Tony made no attempt to fight or resist as the other men began to line up to use his ass and mouth.
