CHAPTER 159 - SURRENDER
Friday, April 28 (6:15 PM)
Nick had promised to take it slow with me that evening, and thankfully he did...sorta.
My body was secured inside his friend's spandex sleepsack, my mouth was forcefully taped shut and my struggling form was lowered down into the muscular hunk's extremely fat winter sleeping bag.
I was trapped, gagged and captured, which as far as Nick was concerned, made me all the more irresistible.
A sudden wave of heat washed over me as the mighty goliath King settled his enormous weight on top of my much smaller body.
"Hmmphf..." I complained below my unreasonably fierce duct tape muzzle.
Nick's colossal thighs came down on top of my own, and his ginormous arms folded together protectively above my head.
As soon as he lowered his broad chest down on top of me, my face was unceremoniously pressed inside the monstrously thick layer of stinky down loft. I could offer up no meaningful resistance as the frighteningly heavy muscle-god zipped his winter bag up and trapped me beneath his incredibly buff form.
"Shhh..." Nick suddenly purred, nuzzling his nose and face into my hair as his giant, oily cock probed my defenceless and very vulnerable back entrance.
I tried to plead with him through my gag. Tried to remind him to take it slow. But the wide layers of heavy duty duct tape performed admirably and kept me from getting even a single word out.
Even without the tape, my words would've been badly muffled up by the thick layer of down that kept smothering my face up. It was maddeningly cramped and puffy inside here.
I whimpered into my gag and cried out in pain when I felt my lover's enormous mushroom head working it's way into my back hole.
"Fuck! You've got a tight pussy." he growled, wrapping his huge arms and legs around me and whispering sweet nothings into my ears, while forcing his massive, slippery boner deeper and deeper inside of me.
I felt his thick pubic bush rub against my butt cheeks and quaked in fear at the realisation that I had all eight inches of him inside my ass.
The blond goliath's velvety tongue started trailing up and down my right ear, while his hips began bucking up and down and driving his monstrously large tool in and out of my tight opening.
My eyes beamed wide in terror and my muffled cries and whimpers quickly became erratic and desperate.
He was just too big. WAY too big!
I wiggled underneath the mighty stallion, wanting to get away from his devilishly hard, oil-covered member.
But I had nowhere to go and no way to escape his ridiculously fat sleeping bag, not to mention his friend's maddeningly tight sleepsack restraint.
In his defence, Nick tried his best to take it slow and go easy on me. But given our sheer size difference, there was only so much he could do. He was a full head taller than I was and weighed over a hundred pounds more than I did. His torso was substantially broader than mine. His arms were the size of my thighs and his tights were about as thick as my waist. Add to that the fact that the size of his boner was similar to that of a FAT garden zucchini, and you have yourself a recipe for disaster.
Whether Nick went easy on me or not, pain and discomfort was something I'd simply have to get used to.
I just couldn't believe this was happening.
The same guy who'd been partially bullying me and protecting me from others all these years. The same massive jock who used to flirt with all the hot girls back in school and who used to joke about making me his bitch...
I was in his bedroom, restrained and gagged inside his very own, personal sleeping bag, and being forcefully fucked by his huge, beefy member.
The blue eyed hunk knew I wanted out.
He knew I was virtually suffocating inside his fat bag and he knew I was on the verge of passing out from the pain caused by his oversized intrusion.
But still, he didn't back out.
The hunky stallion thrust his hips down and plunged his throbbing erection in and out of me, involuntarily threatening to rip me open and tare my hole apart if I moved or fought too much.
"Mmmhhrrr...yeah. Uhghhrr...OH YEAHHH!" he growled, squeezing his giant thighs around mine and forcing my suffocating form even further down inside the loft of his immensely thick sleeping bag.
It continued like that for many long minutes, until finally the stud increased his cadence and started growling and groaning in satisfaction.
A huge hand clamped itself over the near-entirety of my already-gagged face and the bucking of Nick's hips suddenly became much more pronounced and strenuous.
Nick probably didn't realise this, but I was just about ready to pass out from being unable to draw air beneath his thick, fleshy handgag.
Finally, a series of powerful streams fired out of his huge shaft and started splashing inside me and coating my innards.
"Ugggh yeah. Oh FUCK YEAHHH!" the 6'4 Alpha roared, forcefully driving his oversize meat all the way in and using his huge muscles to crush me to a pulp while he bred my ass and filled me with his fertile seed.
I was no prude and I'd had my share of powerful ejaculations as well.
But this...this was simply on another level.
Nick's enormous boner continued firing stream after stream of steaming hot liquid, until it felt as though my gut itself was filling up on his godly nectar.
I moaned and cried out with each shot he fired inside me, but the muscle-bound stallion just slammed his hips into me and fired anew.
The liters of water he drank to keep his muscles hydrated, no doubt played a pivotal role in the size and intensity of his loads. But the size of his member and the sheer amount of liquid spewing from it's swollen tip was
mind-boggling to say the least.
I stopped counting after the ninth or tenth stream he fired inside of me.
When he was done, the giant hunk simply nuzzled my short hair and licked my exposed ear before slowly pulling his oversized tool out.
He kissed my the top of my head and whispered gentle niceties into my ears while I whimpered and sobbed inside my gag.
"Shhhh. You gonna make me some babies now, kiddo?" he whispered, no doubt attempting to cheer me up after the rough fucking he'd just given me.
I was too exhausted to respond and simply continued panting beneath my tight duct tape muzzle, struggling to catch my breathe and recover from the painful ordeal.
When the blond muscle-beast slowly reached up for the heavy duty sleeping bag zipper, I raised my head up and produced an moan of relief.
Finally! Freedom, I thought to myself.
Imagine my surprise when the beefy armed stud merely pushed my gagged face back down inside the super musky loft and zipped his fat winter bag up all the way.
"Get your little face back in there." he growled, smothering my face down inside the bag's loft before sealing us both inside his incredibly thick, puffy prison.
I closed my eyes tight, curled my toes up and let out an exasperated moan of defeat before flaring my nostrils up and accepting the strong, earthy scent that filled my lungs.
Nick spent the next twenty minutes kissing my head, nibbling my ear and telling me how helpless and irresistible I was.
He told me how much fun he had wrestling his giant boner into my tight hole and kept telling me what a good boy I'd been and how proud he was of me.
Suffice to say, after a few minutes of being lavished with compliments, I was reduced to a whimpering, swooning mess-of-a-man.
Nick had a way with words, and his natural deep voice and husky tone drove me even deeper into submission and compliance.
"You warm enough down there?" he asked, crossing his massive arms above me and gently puckering his lips against the crown of my head.
"Umm hmm." I whimpered softly, nuzzling my face underneath of his incredibly thick bicep and nodding my head a little to let him know I was toasty warm.
The dominant Alpha growled in satisfaction and flexed his huge arm muscles above my face before kissing the back of my head and lowering his face down on top of his forearms, completely burying me beneath his warm, muscular body.
I fell asleep like that, only to wake up half an hour later to find myself being pulled out of the lofty down cocoon and slowly deposited on the bed.
My tape gag was slowly removed and after a bit of tickling and teasing, I was released of the dreaded sleepsack restraint.
Nick and I kissed, but as soon as I sat up on the bed, I felt a stream of sticky wetness pour down my leg and I instantly knew what was happening.
Gasping in surprise and shame, I quickly placed a pair of fingers over my sensitive butthole and ran to the washroom before any more of the warm, sticky stuff could drip out of my back orifice.
The second I sat myself down on the porcelain throne, Nick's giant load spilled out of my ass and mixed with the cold water beneath me in a series of loud splashes.
The blond muscle-King laughed, but for some reason, I found this part of the experience extremely humiliating and degrading.
I thought I'd expelled all of his semen out of my system, but as soon as I got up to flush, more of the hot liquid poured out of my anus and ran down my legs, causing grimace in horror and sit down anew.
Nick was all smiles when he walked into the washroom to collect his big, blue boxer-briefs.
His enormous boner was already back to full mast and his low-hanging ballsack looked as large and as heavy as ever.
I knew he was ready for another round, but was infinitely relieved when he slipped his boxers on and tossed the shower curtain aside to get the hot water running.
"Here you go babe. Come on." he instructed, gently grabbing my upper right arm and flushing the toilet for me, before guiding me into the bathtub and ordering me to squat down like a good boy.
The instant I complied, a sizeable amount of cum leaked out of my anus and slid down the drain.
Adding to my humiliation, Nick stayed there and watched as I curled up into a ball and expelled the remnants of his seed.
He didn't hide his proud smile, but I understood that he wasn't trying to degrade me when he placed his hand on the nape of my neck and lowered it down to rub my back affectionately.
After helping me rinse off, the underwear-clad King shut the water off and lifted me out of the tub before lowering me down onto the bath mat.
His thick towel was draped around me like a protective cloak, and a pair of beastly arms wrapped around my frame so that my face was pressed into his powerful chest.
"Get dressed." Nick purred, before craning his face down and puckering his lips against the crown of my head.
"I'm taking you out to dinner." he added, right before giving me a light tap on the bum and walking
out of the washroom with a confident spring in his step.