John's sweet ass

“Oh,” John stammered over his words, “Well okay. Wha, what do you want to…” But before John could finish Philip grabbed and pulled him into him. Philip wrapped his arms around John’s waist and began groping John’s ass. He squeezed the two round globes of John’s ass and stretched them apart.

“You know I’ve seen a lot of asses, but yours has got to be one of the sweetest.” Philip smirked.

“Oh, well um thanks.” John was being pressed against Philips body as the large man played with ass cheeks. Philip was 99% muscle and John felt like he was being squeezed up against brick wall. He was struggling to breath as he was pressed against Philip’s muscly chest. And damn it he smelled good. John almost kicked himself as that thought crossed his mind.

“Dude spread his cheeks again, I want a good view of his hole.” John turned his head to see Brad video recording him as Philip followed the instructions.

“Hey! You have to,” John started.

“Relax, Doe. I already put another 10 in the jar. I’m not going to try to go without paying.” Brad continued to record as Philip squeezed and abused John’s cheeks. After five minutes Philip finally let John and his ass go. John took a deep breath and rubbed his poor sore ass cheeks.

“Okay, thank you for your business. Now I have to get back to my yard sale so…” John tried to back away, hoping to get away before the situation could get worse.

“Hold on Doe.” Philip pulled out his wallet. “I’ve got more cash and am more than happy to spend it.” John wanted to turn him down. He was humiliated, his ass was sore, and being pressed against Philip’s muscles like that had brought his boner back, with a vengeance. But he needed the money. So he took a deep breath as he swallowed his pride.

“Ok, what would you like now?”

“Hey guys, grab me a chair.” Philip looked over at his friends who picked out a chair from the yard sale. Philip sat down and pulled out a nice crisp 20 dollar bill. “ Get over my lap Doe, I’ve squeezed the shit out of your ass. Now I wanna spank it.”

The crowds interest was reignited and the murmurs of anticipation could be heard. John looked around, his heart rate going up. He took one step towards Philip, and slowly made his way towards the muscle jock. Philip patted his lap with a smile, and John closed his eyes as he laid himself down across Philip’s Leg. Philip didn’t start smacking right around instead giving John’s ass some gentle rubs.

“Damn, I could play with this sweet ass of yours all day.” John felt the heat in both of his cheeks rise. Damn it part of him was liking this! Having some of the hottest guys in school play with him in front of a crowd and compliment his ass. Oh god and now his dick was twitching and he could feel himself leaking again. John just prayed that Philip, or anyone else, wouldn’t notice.

“Ready Doe?” Philip asked almost softly. John couldn’t bring himself to speak so he just nodded his head. Philip raised his hand high and brought it down on John’s rear with a loud smack. A couple people in the crowed even winced at the sound. John yelped as Philip's palm met his ass and before his could think Philip delivered another smack.

John let out another sharp yelp and one by one Philip started giving a series of smacks. He’d switch between cheeks at random and John began to kick and struggle as the heat in his ass cheeks began to grow into a full on fire. John tried to block an oncoming smack but Philip grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind John’s back.

“No blocking Doe. Now I’m gonna smack even harder to teach you a lesson.” Philips hand came down and John yelped as his ass was set ablaze. John tried to muffle his cries but soon he was actually moaning as his ass was slapped. The **** of the slaps was causing his hips to grind into Philips lap and as he could feel his erection pressing down and only getting worse as the friction and the heat in his ass brought him back to the edge of climaxing.

“Philip, please stop!” John pleaded.

“Just a few more Doe, hang in there.”

“No, it not that, I’m about to,” But Philip kept smacking away, licking his lips at the sight of John’s ass jiggling and turning from pale, to pink, to bright red. Philip raised his hand high into the air and brought it down with all his ****. As the loud smack reverberated through out the yard sale it was followed by John’s moans as he came all over Philip’s lap.

“Dude what the hell!?” Philip grabbed John and started smacking his ass again. “You should have told you were about to bust a nut. Dammit I really liked these jeans.”

“I’m sorry!” John tried pleading but Philip kept smacking away harder than ever before, and before long John was in tears from the fire blazing in his ass cheeks.

The crowd gave way as John's mother came to the center.

“What’s going on here?” She asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“Your son had a bit of an accident.” Vincent spoke up as he put his phone away after having recorded everything. Philip stood up, still holding on to John’s wrist, and showed off the mess in his lap.

“John!” Mrs. Doe exclaimed as she recognized the white goop over Philips jeans.

“I’m sorry!” John exclaimed. “I’ve been out here in the heat, and everyone’s been groping me and I…”

“I don’t want to here it mister.” Mrs. Doe cut off her son and turned towards the football players. “I am so sorry. Surely there must be something John can do to make up for this.” The three muscle men look over at each other and smirked as they came to a silent agreement.

“Well…” Vincent started.