When people see Trey on the street or at the gym, they see a..

When people see Trey on the street or at the gym, they see a masculine, straight alpha male. He looked confident, in charge, sexy and even cocky. However, that was far from the truth. His outer persona was an illusion, a facade carefully structured to hide his true nature that only one man knew about. His master saw right through the blond muscle stud with his Ken doll good looks and his muscle god body. The master knew under the tough, stern, muscular exterior was a boy that needed a real man’s approval and control. Trey didn’t realize that about himself at first until the master convinced him. All the failed relationships with women, founding himself growing tired of their nugging was because they were not what he needed. One fateful night, the master dominated and broke the 6’4 muscle stud in the gym locker room. At first Trey couldn’t believe the older man's nerves when the master told him to strip naked. He wanted to tell the smaller man to fuck off, but when the master told him again, in a firm, commanding voice, Trey found himself pulling down his underwear and revealing a raging hard cock. Trey was in tears as he was pushed down on his knees and the shorter, older man pushed his huge cock into the bodybuilder’s mouth. Everything that Trey believed about himself that day was destroyed. After the master destroyed the once proud, alpha muscle boy, he remade Trey into the perfect himbo. The master now kept Trey smooth from the neck down, telling him that body hair was for real men, not work of art like him. He wasn’t a man but a precious possession to be taken care of, to be possessed and used for its owner's pleasure. He doesn’t need to think or worry, just make his master happy. When Trey wasn’t being fucked up his beautiful sculpted ass, his cock was kept locked up in a cockcage. At first he resisted having his proud cock immobilized in the steel device but he soon realized the benefits. He found himself more focused on working out. The built up testosterone from not being able to cum or release, allowed him to build bigger muscles. He found himself thinking less about his own satisfaction and more on pleasing others. Trey’s master dictated all aspects of his life. The master developed a strict workout and diet regimen for him. He works out two times a day, abs and cardio in the morning and lifting in the evenings, two hours each workout. When lifting, the Master required him to do two days of push, two days of pull workouts, and three days for legs. With focus on his legs and ass, his ass grew bigger, rounder, and tighter. People, both men and women, straight or gay, turned their heads and stared at the perfectly shaped ass. His ass cheeks looked like and felt like two bowling balls pushed into his skimpy shorts or tight joggers. Trey had been muscular before, but the master’s program got him bigger and more shredded. His Master also chose what clothes he wore. The clothes looked slutty and showed off his huge body, but the master told him that he worked out hard for his body and should show it off. Despite how slutty the clothes were, his huge muscles made him still look masculine. Trey’s friends were shocked at the transformation of the previous conservative alpha stud. However, he found most of his former male workout partners were jealous or envious of his new body. A year after submitting to his master, Trey did his first bodybuilding competition and won first place. He was overjoyed, as he hugged his master backstage after winning. Trey knew he would never have made it without his master. To celebrate the master took him to a gay bathhouse. He didn’t even change out of his tiny poser nor shower off the fake tan, his master told him to just put on a pair of sweats, an oversized stringer and flip flops. The attendant at the bath house couldn’t stop staring at the Trey’s huge exposed pecs as the master paid for their membership and a room. While most men in the club were walking around in towels, Trey’s master instructed him to wear only the tiny shiny poser. Trey was turning heads as the master led him around the maze of dark rooms and hallways. The tiny poser was barely covering his huge bubble ass. A group of men stopped Trey and the master, “Damn, he is beautiful. Is he yours?” The men asked as their eyes greedily took in Trey’s tan sculpted body. The master smiled, “ yes, he is.” “Great job with him. He is one hot, sexy pup,” the taller of the men looked hungrily over Trey. “And that ass is a work of art. Can we touch it,” the man asked the master respectfully. “Sure. Trey, turn around and show the men your ass,” The master ordered. Trey didn’t say a word and remained the submissive muscle boy, as he turned his wide back to the men. “Damn, that is beautiful,” another man complimented as he reached out and squeezed the firm ass. “Man, that ass is tight. Feel like it's made of stone,” another man groped the hard muscle booty. Trey just proudly stood as the men admired, explored and groped him. He knew his master would only allow other men to look and touch, and occasionally fuck his pouty lips, but his perfect ass was off limits to everyone except the master’s huge cock. The master then led Trey into a dark cubicle. A catwalk about 6ft above the floor circled the room and in the middle of the cubicle was a leather covered bench with padded knee rests. Men were standing along the catwalk looking down at Trey and the master, while the master peeled down Trey’s briefs over his big muscular ass. The ass was firm, and flawless, with very little fat on the large cheeks, just layers of thick cords of muscles. Trey’s 6” rock hard cock popped free and stood straight ahead. The master had let Trey remove the cage just before the competition to accommodate the tiny poser, and had let him keep it off for the rest of the night as a reward for winning first place. With a firm hand on Trey’s wide back, the master pushed Trey faced down on the bench. He rested his knees on the padded rests as the master removed his towel. “Please, daddy, fuck me,” Trey whimpered as he felt the master’s cock pressing against his muscle boypussy. Trey knew the men that were watching were being turned on as the master’s cock pushed into him. He loved putting on a show for voyeurs, he wanted them to get aroused while watching him get used and fucked like the big muscle slut he truly was. Trey groaned loud as the master’s thick cock slid into him. He felt so good as his powerful ass muscles were being stretched. He pushed back for more of the cock. “Thank you, daddy,” Trey’s deep voice moaned to the enjoyment of the spectators watching. Trey could hear the men’s moans over his own grunts and groans as some were openly jerking off over him or began to pair up, fucking each other while watching him. The master was thrusting in and out of his ass, each time deeper and harder. The sounds of master slamming against this muscular ass was echoing through the dark room. Master reached under Trey and pulled his cock out from under him, pulling it back so it hung back against the padded bench, causing Trey to groan louder. The master was slapping his massive thighs with one hand as he slammed in and out of the musclepussy. With his free hand, the master grabbed a fist full of Trey’s blonde hair to pull the muscle stud’s head back so that the voyeurs could see the look of pure lustfull bliss in Trey’s face. Trey’s eyes were rolled back into his head and his mouth was open in a long silent moan. When his eyes rolled back and he looked up all he saw was men standing over him on the catwalk stroking their hard cocks while watching him. It turned Trey on so much. However, he couldn’t cum, despite how hard he was, how aroused, he couldn’t cum until his master gave him permission to. “Oh, Fffuck that’s hot,” Trey heard a man moan from the second level. Trey looked up just in time as cum shit from the man’s cock and arched through the air, landing on Trey’s handsome, masculine face. Seeing the cum running down the muscle himbo’s face caused other men to cum. Three men, one after another, jerked feverishly and shot their load on Trey's face. All the while, the master slammed in and out of his slave’s prime ass. With one hard thrust, the master pushed all the way into Trey’s ass. He then paused, laying flat on the wide muscular back, holding Trey tight. “Cum, for me, cum now,” the master whispered while biting Trey’s right, small earlobe. “Fffuck, thank you sssirrr,” Trey cried out. He shot his load hard. As he came, his ass muscles gripped the master’s cock like a vice and began to flex around the thick cock, milking it. The master grunted and quickly followed, filling his prize mare with his seed. When the master finally pulled out of Trey, the slight of his cum leaking the musclepussy caused more men to jerk off and shoot their cum onto Trey’s face. The master pulled Trey’s tiny poser back up and over the large ass cheeks and led the bodybuilder back to their room. As he walked, Trey felt the cum leaking from his ruined hole and soaking from the posing briefs. Once back in their small cubicle room, Trey stripped out of the ruined poser and laid on the twin size bed. The master then spooned up behind him, holding his muscle boy tight as Trey rested before round two