Chapter 9
What’re you doing? Let go of his cock!
Katt kept pumping as his mind screamed at him to stop.
Zachary had a firm grip on Katt’s upper arms, his fingers digging into his taut biceps.
The young man’s eyes were half-closed in a show of ecstasy, his lips parted, breath puffing out of him.
His slender hips rolled his cock smoothly through Katt’s stroking fist, now drenched with Zachary’s precum, creating a slippery cave.
When a short, stiff grunt escaped Zachary, and he thrust a little harder, Katt snapped out of his trance.
His breath surged up his throat, and he was suddenly aware of the ache veining up his forearm from working the man’s cock so vigorously.
Even more disturbing was the undeniable throb in his crotch and the wet patch forming inside his underwear.
Katt let go of Zachary’s damp, engorged member, his fingers stiff from gripping so firmly. He absently wiped his slick palm on his pants and ran his other hand through his hair, swallowing a couple of times.
“Marcus is right,” Zachary panted with a smile. “You have wonderful hands. Talented, too.”
“Right?” Marcus squinted as he wiped his brow. “That got me really hot.”
“Me, too,” Mickey pressed against his twin, eyes heavy with lust and want. “Please touch Samson next,” he begged. “You might need to use both hands, but you’ll love it.”
The other porn stars chuckled, all agreeing with Mickey.
Katt looked anxiously at the large man and his massive cock. He didn’t feel ready to tackle that, and it showed on his face.
“Don’t be scared.” Marcus took his hand. “He’s just a big teddy bear. He’s sweet and gentle.”
The man might be sweet and gentle, but his dick? Katt had his doubts.
Katt resisted slightly when the twins urged him closer to Samson.
He could have said no; Katt was aware of his “rights” in this situation, but something about the two boys made it difficult to deny them.
It shouldn’t have been, though… right? He wasn’t here because he was genuinely curious.
It was all a ruse to get into the brotherhood.
At least, it was supposed to be.
After that kiss with Marcus, though… something shifted, or felt like it had. Katt didn’t understand what was happening to him. Doing these things should repulse him—as a straight man—and at first, it had. That’s what he kept telling himself, anyway.
But just now, handling Marcus’ cock, then Zachary’s… it got him hard. That wasn’t right. That shouldn’t be happening. It didn’t make any fucking sense! I’m not gay!
As the denial coursed through his system, Katt let the twins walk him closer to Samson.
The big man stared down at him like some kind of mythical god waiting to be serviced.
His eyes were kind, though, and when Katt looked into them, he wasn’t quite as frightened.
Maybe the twins were right about the teddy bear reference. Still…
Katt’s focus lowered to the man’s giant cock.
You’re just touching it—not getting fucked by it.
As nice as this gentle giant may be, Katt would not be choosing him as his “impaler.”
Gideon watched with heavy-lidded eyes as Katt stood before Samson, understandably nervous. The man’s size—in all aspects—was incredibly intimidating.
“Touch him,” Daniel breathed against Gideon’s neck, his words directed at the monitor.
He squeezed Gideon’s hard cock inside his pants, and the porn boss flinched pleasantly, emitting a stiff groan.
Daniel unzipped him and gently tugged his erection free of his briefs.
Gideon moaned loudly as the man slid his fist down the full length of his cock and rolled his palm over the plump, damp tip.
“Fuck…” Gideon pressed back against Daniel as his hips shoved forward, pushing his engorged member through the man’s hand. “I’ve really missed your touch.”
“I’ve missed touching you.” Daniel lightly bit the protruding tendon in Gideon’s neck, raking his teeth along the stiff cord. He squeezed Gideon’s cock at the root and pulled upward to the head, dragging a deep, long whimper from the porn boss.
On the monitor, Katt allowed the twins to guide his hands to Samson’s huge member. He wasn’t resisting contact so much anymore and almost seemed to be enjoying it somewhat.
“I think he’s getting into it,” Daniel whispered as he swirled his tongue inside Gideon’s ear. His fist tightened, and his strokes quickened. “Can’t say I’m surprised. Who wouldn’t love this?” He pumped with greater intensity, and Gideon’s knees weakened as his balls tightened, swelling with cum.
“You’d have to be… mad…” Gideon gasped. “… not to love… this.”
“Mmm.” Daniel pushed his rigid crotch against Gideon’s ass and stroked his cock faster. Precum slicked his shaft, enhancing the wet sound of Daniel’s fist slipping up and down his dick.
“Uuhh…” Gideon fucked his hand, losing some control as his loins ignited. His thrusts became sharper, more insistent. “Uuh-uuhh-uuhh!”
“Fuck, baby,” Daniel panted, then bit Gideon’s shoulder and ground his bulge into Gideon’s tense ass, humping him a little as he worked his cock.
Gideon reached back and clamped onto Daniel’s flexed ass cheeks through his pants, rocking back and forth. “Fuck, baby… I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum so hard…”
Daniel began to roll his palm over the slick tip of Gideon’s cock, massaging and squeezing as precum bubbled out, providing added lubrication. His thumb slipped firmly against the piss slit, pressing and rubbing until Gideon was writhing, panting, and gasping.
“Uh-uh-uh-HUUHH!!” Gideon’s hips jerked, and cum shot out of him in thick, creamy squirts. He shuddered and clutched Daniel’s arms as the man pumped him vigorously, milking him thoroughly. “Oh fuck… fuck… oh my god…”
Daniel eased off and slowly stroked his deflating dick almost lovingly. He kissed Gideon’s ear. “Feel better?”
A hard shudder rippled through Gideon. “Much,” he panted. When he caught his breath, he turned around and kissed Daniel on the mouth. “My turn,” he whispered, and sank to his knees.
Fuck, he’s huge. Katt didn’t understand how any of these guys—the petite twins especially—could still walk after getting railed by this monstrous cock.
Could an ass actually accommodate something this massive?
Stretched that wide? He understood how a vagina could take it—human babies came out of those. But an asshole?
Katt would have to see it to believe it, and he didn’t want to see it. He certainly didn’t want to experience it for himself. As his hands closed around the thick meat, he shuddered at the prospect of it forcing into his ass, splitting him open, possibly breaking him in half.
“Nice, huh?” Mickey smiled and “petted” Samson’s giant erection.
The monster cock twitched as the boy trailed his fingertips tenderly down the engorged shaft.
He gazed at the thing adoringly and, stunning Katt, dipped his head and kissed the tip.
His tongue darted out, licking up a dribble of precum as it bubbled from the tiny hole.
A groan rumbled in Samson’s thick chest, and he eyed the boy. “Don’t start something you can’t finish,” he growled low, a spark of fire in his eyes.
Mickey licked the wetness from his lips and grinned impishly at the big man. “You know I can finish it, baby.”
Samson chuckled deeply, causing his dick to vibrate in Katt’s hands. “I do, my sweet. I do.”
Was Samson in a relationship with the twins? Lucas’s comment from earlier—“With the big man’s permission”—suggested so, as well as the depth of affection that seemed to pass between the three of them.
Katt had never thought of porn stars being in relationships.
He supposed it could work if both, or however many, parties were all porn stars.
But if one of them wasn’t? He couldn’t imagine that working out so well, unless the non-porn star was very understanding and didn’t possess a jealous bone in their body.
Why are you thinking about relationships between porn stars when you’re holding a giant cock in your hands?
“Go on, rub it,” Marcus urged, his soft, innocent voice vastly contrasting with the words coming out of his mouth. “Don’t be scared, it won’t bite.” He and Mickey giggled. Katt wasn’t so sure about that. He half-expected the tip to flare open and produce teeth.
Katt rubbed his palms tentatively along the shaft.
The veins swelled like snakes beneath his touch, and the pulses rolling from root to tip made it feel like the thing was a living entity of its own.
He squeezed slightly, and it caused the dick to jump.
Katt’s pulse spiked a fraction; why did he like that?
“No need to be so gentle,” Samson murmured, the deep baritone igniting Katt’s nerve endings. “He’s tough.”
“He is.” Marcus’s eyes flashed hotly. “You should see how hard we ride him. All of us.”
Mickey nodded. “You can’t hurt him.”
“The boy speaks true,” Lucas said. “And trust me, we put it to the test. That thing is invincible.”
All the other guys backed him up.
“I…” Katt stared at the beast in his grip.
“… believe you.” He put more energy into his strokes, shocked when the shaft swelled even thicker in his grip, the girth straining his fingers apart.
The stiff, controlled breaths sifting from Samson had a strange effect on Katt.
His focus shifted downward, to the man’s lower stomach, where his defined abs clenched hard with each stroke, a shallow bead of sweat tracking the deep groove between them, tiny veins rising across the planes of muscle and branching toward his pelvis with each flex.
Katt tried with all his might to deny how much it turned him on to excite this colossus of a man, but the growing erection tightening his shorts made it difficult to ignore.