Date: Thu, 28 Jan 2010 23:03:35 -0600
From: ryan rizzler <ryanrizzler@gmail.com>
Subject: A Top's Transformation - Part 4

Warning: This story explicitly details sex between males. If you either do
not want to read about this, or are underage in the region that you live
in, then read no further and leave.

This is a true story (as with the other chapters in this series) but I have
changed the names of the participants, to respect their privacy. If you
haven't already read parts 1 through 3, I recommend you do so first, or
some of this won't make any sense to you.

Thanks to everyone who has written so say that they have enjoyed reading
about this part of my past. I hope you like this chapter as much as the
previous ones. It might go a little differently than you're expecting, but
I wanted to keep things as they really happened, and in the order that they
happened, too.

"A Top's Transformation - Part 4"
by Ryan Rizzler
ryanrizzler@gmail.com

Like after the previous extreme session, I went right out and pounded some
poor guy's butt, afterward. And also like the previous time, Dan and I
didn't hang out for a week or two afterward.

Then he called one Saturday afternoon, to see if I was going to a party the
Kappa Sigs were having. I figured he wanted a ride, or at least someone to
hide behind, since he was normally so shy at parties. But when I told him I
was going, he instead just said "Okay, maybe I'll see you there".
Whatever.

I got there that night, grabbed a beer and walked around. I wasn't
particularly looking to score, and was a good thing. The few hotties I saw
were either absorbed in talking to a chick, or were guys I suspected were
gay, but closeted. Those kind of guys usually had trouble looking me in the
eye. To be honest, I loved that. I was tall, muscular, and could easily
pass for straight, and I always liked that closeted guys found me a little
physically intimidating.

At one point, I turned and went down the narrow hallway toward the
kitchen. I about fell over when I saw that coming toward me from the other
end of the hall was this guy Michael, who was the guy I had double fucked
that bottom with that one time earlier. Everyone called him "Big Mike".  He
was a big, well built guy, around 6 foot (so I was actually a little
taller) but he had a big chest and nice arms. He had a nice cock, too. Not
enormous, but above average. He wasn't exactly handsome, but attractive in
sort of a swarthy, straight guy kind of way. But everyone knew he was a
total top, so I never had really talked to him much, until the night we
ended up double fucking that guy.

I hadn't seen him since that night either, so as we met coming down the
hallway, we both sort of laughed, obviously remembering the wild night we'd
had with that bottom. What do you say to someone you hardly know, in a
situation like that ?

"Hey, man!", he said trying not to laugh, as he shook my hand.

"Hey, how's it going?", I smirked back.

Funny how feeling another guy's cock sliding against yours together in a
tightly stretched hole will instantly make two total strangers almost into
friends. Its almost like the kind of intimacy a top and bottom sometimes
share, except that neither of you is bottoming. The night we fucked that
guy, first we took turns. When Mike first fucked him, it was really hot
seeing Mike's nice cock stretching the kid's hole as he pounded him, as
well as watching Mike's nice butt in action, too. When it was my turn, I
found myself pounding that guy extra hard, so as not to be shown up by
Mike.  But the absolute ultimate was feeling Mike's cock sliding against
mine when we were both fucking the guy later. It felt absolutely
incredible.

"Seen any potential victims here?" I asked as I looked around. I wasn't
really looking to score, but for some reason, I figured I needed to say
that.

"Nah. Straight frat boys, closet cases, and other tops....like us !" Mike
said. We both laughed again.

"Have you seen that guy from that night again?", he asked about the guy
we'd DP'd.

"No, I'd never saw him before or since," I said, a little surprised that
he'd breached the subject so quickly. "Maybe he didn't survive the fucking
we gave him that night!" I joked.

We both laughed.

"Too bad we don't know where he is tonight. I wouldn't mind doing that
again!", he said, his eyes leaving the crowd to cut to mine, momentarily.
Was this guy flirting with me?

"Same here, it was pretty hot! " I said enthusiastically.

"Well, then let's agree that if one of us runs into him again, we'll get
his number and go for round two!" he said laughing, and then gave me a
slight wink.

"Deal!" I said.

Okay, what was up with this guy?  He knew we were both tops.  Maybe, in
spite of his reputation, he sometimes bottomed, but didn't like to admit
it. I had fucked lots of guys like that. They'd try to come off like they
never took it up the ass, but those were the kind that often wanted it bad
later. I always made those guys beg, and then really fucked their brains
out. If Mike was one of those guys, I could have went for it. Like I said,
he had a nice ass.

"Well, I guess I'm gonna roll, and go to a club. I'm in the mood to get
some butt tonight...You?" he said.

I wasn't sure if that a feeler to see if I wanted to be his next victim, or
was he just making casual conversation? Lol.  Either way, he'd made it
pretty clear he wasn't looking for a top, At least not that night.

 "Nah, I'm just gonna hang out here. I'm supposed to meet a friend," I
said.

"Well, then..." he said, as he stepped in, squeezed my shoulder, winked at
me again, and we shook hands. "Later." He took off. Whatever.

I strolled out onto the back porch. The big backyard below was filled with
people, so I stood there for a minute, scanning the crowd for someone to
hang with. I spotted not one, but two such faces. Apparently Mike either
hadn't checked the backyard very closely, or didn't know Mark's story,
because I spotted him hanging out with... WTF ? ...Dan. I knew Dan had been
hot for Mark, but I hadn't thought Mark even knew Dan existed. Now here
they were hanging out together, and looking a little chummy. For some
reason it made me a little uneasy that they were.

Mark had a beer in his hand. That was even more surprising, because Mark
always said he didn't drink. They saw me, and Mark waved me over. I acted
like I hadn't seen them, and pretended I was still scanning the crowd. My
mind tried to figure out what to do: On one hand, I didn't appreciate it if
Dan was maybe trying to cut in on one of my steady (and best) pieces of
ass. But then Mark and I had no commitments, and Dan was my friend. If he
was trying to hook up with Mark, I didn't want to be a cock blocker.  Then
again, I also didn't want to appear to snub Mark and possibly alienate him.
I glanced at Dan for a hint. As usual, it was impossible to get a read on
what was going on with him. While Dan often liked hiding in my shadow at
parties, this might not be one of those times. But how the hell was I
supposed to know which way it was tonight?

By this time, Mark yelled my name, and motioned for me to come over
again. Okay, now they knew I saw them so I had to go over, and did. They
were both a little drunk.

I laughed and said something like " Mark, I thought you didn't drink! ".

He giggled and said "Yeah, I can't, or I get kinda out of control".

I resisted the urge to laugh at his nonsensical explanation, since he was
in fact drinking and a little buzzed. He was friendly, and Dan seemed to be
glad to see me, too. But I figured that since Dan somehow got Mark
drinking, Dan was probably looking to score. A few minutes of watching them
confirmed it: Dan was lusting after Mark big time, and could hardly take
his eyes off of him.

In a way, I couldn't blame Dan. Mark was your classic clean-cut
all-American blonde type. He had a nice bod (not overly muscular but really
cut) with a handsome face, and the hottest little tight butt. That's why I
made a move on him at the gym the semester before.  He was from a
conservative family with money though, so he was pretty closeted and
discrete. Sometimes he had a slight air of entitlement about him, but
overall, he was a nice kid, though kind of straight-laced. Sexually, he
wasn't into oral much at all, and while he loved getting screwed, he would
never let me really just totally dominate him and pound him hardcore, the
way I often liked to do a bottom. Still, he was an incredibly hot little
fuck.

As we all stood and talked, Mark seemed to be oblivious that Dan was
lusting after him. In fact, it seemed like Mark was flirting with me. I
started getting the vibe that Mark might want to hook up with me. This
could get a little awkward.

I was just starting to rationalize, and tell myself : "Hey, Dan's only
interested in sucking Mark's cock, anyway....and Mark is only into getting
fucked....so Dan should understand if I ......" when out of nowhere, Dan's
creepy friend Kyle walked up .

"Hey Dan, Hey Mark, " he nodded to them casually.  Then, after a pause to
look me up and down, he leeringly said "Hey stud, how's it hanging,
tonight?". All three of them giggled.

Between Kyle's appearance and the Mark/Dan undercurrent, I took it as my
cue to head out, and made an excuse to leave. Mark tied to get me to change
my mind, but I figured it was best to go. There wasn't really anything else
going on at the party anyway.

Driving home, my mind was bouncing around: If Dan knew I fucked Mark
regularly, what did it say about his respect for our friendship, if he was
trying to hook up with Mark?  Then again, I didn't own Mark (or Dan) so why
did I care? But why did Dan ask me if I was coming to the party, if he was
going to go after Mark? Why didn't he just do it when I wasn't around to
see it?  If they did hook up, would it finally be Dan's first attempt at
topping? (It sure wouldn't be Mark's first time to bottom.) If Dan was
ready to try to top, then why was he taking a long shot with Mark and not
with me? I'm not saying I would have gone for it, but I was a little
disappointed that Dan didn't at least make an attempt, since he had
developed a minor obsession with my ass....

At about the same time, I arrived home and at the conclusion that Dan
probably just wanted to suck Mark's cock, since oral was all Dan was really
into. I was feeling relieved when it dawned on me : Why was I okay with it
if Dan just wanted to suck Mark's cock, but not if he wanted to top Mark ?
Why would that make it any different?

I went to bed, and had a little trouble getting to sleep, but drifted off.
Sometime late, after I was asleep, my phone rang.

When I picked it up, all the voice on the other end said was
"Hey......what's up?", but I recognized it instantly.

"Fuck Dan, I was asleep!" was about as cheery a greeting as I could manage,
while still half asleep.

"Sorry........You were just acting a little weird and left the party
early. I just wondered if you were okay, " he explained.  I sensed some
genuine concern, but was not in the mood to acknowledge it. I didn't
respond, and for a moment there was an awkward silence. I could tell he was
trying to figure out what to say next. It was typical of most conversations
with Dan, but I lacked the patience at the moment.

"So, what's up?" I said, in a tone that made it clear I was really saying
"What the fuck do you WANT?".  I was both a little pissed to be woken up
and still a little irritated about seeing him after Mark at the party. He
didn't have to do it right in front of me.

"I just thought I'd call and see what you were doing," he said, as if I
hadn't just told him I had been asleep. As I got less groggy, I was
starting to realize that it sounded like Dan was horny. Apparently, things
with Mark hadn't gone as he'd planned.

"I figured you and Mark would be going at it by now," I said, rubbing in
the fact that he'd apparently struck out, while also vaguely letting him
know I didn't appreciate him moving in on one of my steady bottoms, even if
it was just to suck his cock.

"Yeah, Well..." he trailed off, meekly.

So he HAD struck out with Mark...Or maybe he was just too timid to make a
move. Another long pause, but now I could hear the sound of him stroking
his lubed cock during the pauses in our conversation. I was gradually
getting more and more awake. Hearing him doing that started waking up my
cock a little, too. I was starting to get hard.

Finally after a few more moments, he barely managed to get out "So.... You
want to.... come over?" .

Part of me wanted to say "You struck out with Mark, so now you're calling
me? Fuck you!" and then hang up on him.  Part of me thought about hanging
up, calling Mark, and hooking up with him, just to piss Dan off. But by now
I was fully awake, clear headed enough (and horny enough) that I saw an
opportunity.

I waited for a while without saying anything. I knew the longer I waited,
the more control of the situation I had.  Finally, I said "YOU called me
and woke me up, so you'd have to come over here," in a tone that sounded
like I didn't care if we hooked up or not. The tone was intentional, though
it wasn't the case. My cock was now fully awake and getting hungry. Another
long pause like the one before, where the only sound was of him stroking
his cock. I was rubbing mine by this time, too.

"Come on over, man.....It'll be hot....I promise." was all he managed to
get out, practically begging. I had him now, and I could tell he was really
horned up, so I made my move.

" Only if I'm gonna get some butt for you waking me up. " I said flatly.

I expected him to resist at first, and then maybe slowly give in, to get me
to come over. He was really horny. I figured this was my best chance to
finally get to pound that cute virgin ass of his, and it was also a chance
to re-establish the pecking order in our friendship.

So I was totally shocked when he pretty quickly replied back "Okay...." .

I made it to over to Dan's in record time.

On the way over, my mind raced: I couldn't believe he had given up so
easily and agreed let me fuck him, after all this time. It was payback time
now, for him dominating me before, and man was he going to pay with that
sweet little hole of his. Hey, I would never hurt the guy. He was my best
friend. But in my mind, this was a chance to put him in is place, and show
him that though I let him stick a dildo in my ass, I was still the alpha
male he secretly has a crush on. Yeah, he had a crush on me, but until now,
I hadn't even really acknowledged it to even myself. But crush or not, now
I was gonna take his cherry and make him totally submit.

I knocked on Dan's apartment door, expecting him to open it, but instead
heard him say "Come in!".  I did, and there was Dan naked and stroking his
cock, kneeling in the middle of the living room.. I thought maybe, in spite
of our phone conversation, he'd had second thoughts about it, while I was
driving over. No fucking way, but I decided to play along for a moment, to
get things going.

Without saying anything, I walked over and pulled my cock out of my gym
shorts. I knew he wanted it, so I intentionally made him wait for it. While
I stroked my cock with one hand, I pushed a couple of fingers from my other
hand into his mouth. He didn't say a word, he just looked up at me as my
fingers fucked his mouth. After a minute, I added the rest of my fingers
and thumb and pushed them pretty far in, forcing his mouth open wide. His
jaw was as wide open as it could get. Though Dan had sucked my cock plenty
of times, I'd never done anything like that to him before. Seeing the
mixture of wide-eyed surprise, lust, and a little fear in Dan's eyes just
made me that much hornier.

"Who's in control now?" I sneered.  Dan didn't respond.

Once I was rock hard, I pull my fingers out as I shoved my hard cock all
the way in and grabbed the back of his head with both hands.

"Fuck Yes!" I said, as I buried it to the pubes, to which Dan could only
give a muffled moan as a reply.

He started to gag, and I just held his head (like he had done mine, the
last time) until he could relax and take it.  Though he had sucked my cock
a million times before, this time I was more or less raping his mouth. I
was so gonna own him for making me beg for his fingers in my ass earlier,
and for making me take that dildo, too. Little Fucker.

With both of my hands gripping the back of his head, and my cock down his
throat, his head was totally under my control.  After a moment, I started
really long-dicking that handsome face of his, as he was giving it up like
the mouth slut I knew he was. I was driving it all the way to the pubes,
holding it there, then slowly pulling it all the way out, teasing his lips
with the tip, and then slamming it all the way back in again.  He tried
sort of pushing against my legs with his hands, to try to keep me from
going too deep, but it wasn't really helping him much.  If he started to
gag, I just held onto his head, made him relax, and take the whole cock.

At some point, I said through my teeth "Remember doing this to me?" .  I
had to rub it in. You could say I was punishing his mouth, but I knew he
was enjoying it, gag reflex and all.

Dan's face was buried in my pubes so often that he hardly had time to come
up for air, and I loved it. After a few minutes, between gasps for air and
my cock plunging into his mouth, he managed to get out "You ready to
fuck?".

WTF ? With him being totally oral, I'd figured he would have preferred to
just continue like we were, in the hopes that I'd maybe forget what he'd
agreed to. But it sounded almost like he was actually looking forward to
it....

Before I could answer, he stood up, turned around, and led me by my cock
toward the bedroom.

As we rounded the doorway into the bedroom, Dan said something like, " I
don't think introductions are necessary..."

It took a second for my eyes to adjust to the dim light in the
bedroom. There, kneeling in the middle of the bed, was Mark. He was naked,
stroking his cock, and looking a little stoned...Lying next to him on one
side was some lube and a little brown bottle. Lying on the other side of
him was a condom and.... (gulp) that blue, jelly-like dildo of Dan's.

(Continued in part 5)

I hope you enjoyed reading this.
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