It wasn't really Scott's fault. They tricked him. You see peer pressure can be a very powerful thing, and what is normal is almost entirely decided by those around you. Looking in from the outside one might say he was an idiot, but how could someone judge properly when they weren't there? Inside the world his "friends" made up for, it all seemed weird of course, but at the same time normal.
Scott was still in college, just turned 21. He went from skinny to toned and muscular in those three years since he graduated high school. He had shaggy blonde hair and as far as he knew he was straight as an arrow. He had a few girlfriends and really just starting to get some attention with his new body. He shaved all his body hair to help his muscles stand out.
Jeremy was Scott's older brother, 28, and he was getting married. Jeremy still towered over Scott and no matter how many pranks he pulled on him Scott always fell for it. He was just so desperate for his big older brother to like him.
Scott was surprised when Jeremy invited him to his bachelor party. It's not like they were estranged, but his cool older brother rarely allowed him to hang out with his cool older friends. Despite being 21 Scott would still get carded, he still looked and felt much younger.
They went to the strip club, Jeremy paid for Scott's drinks, and he even bought him a lap dance from a woman who turned out to be a real live porn star. Scott could not believe how nice his older brother was being to him.
Then they left and went to a bar on a side of town Scott had never been to. The bar was called The Leather Saddle; Scott figured it was a country/western bar. When they went inside he noticed it was filled with muscular men, hairy guys mostly, huge and covered in leather, once when he looked down he noticed a lot of men had smaller younger men on leashes who were nearly naked.
Robert told his brother to wait and he went over and talked to a particularly large man, shirtless wearing a leather vest and ass-less chaps, and red jockstrap with a huge bulge. The man was built like a tank, and hairy. He had a scruffy handlebar mustache and lots of stubble.
Each guy in the group pared off a different leather daddy and they went to private rooms in the basement. His brother led the huge man in the red jockstrap and finally explained what was happening. They were all going to get fucked in the ass the night before his wedding as a bonding ritual, a shared secret. They were all straight, so it was the ultimate test of solidarity. It would be a thousand times scarier then jumping out of plane.
"Even the toughest men in the world, the US marine core, are still afraid of this, and we're all going to do it!" His brother explained. Scott knew this would be the only way he would ever be a member of their group.
Scott gulped and entered the small dank room with the huge man. He said his name was Charlie and he was actually really nice. He agreed to just sit there with Scott and wait a while, then pretend they did it.
"Don't worry about kid, we'll just let your braver friends have their adventure and we'll just sit here." That kind of Scott's feeling, but he figured it hurt less then what the rest of group was doing.
They chatted politely for few minutes until they were interrupted by the wailing screams and loud sex sounds in the next room. Scott even recognized the voice. It was his brother's friend Aaron, the last guy you'd think who would do something like this.
This turned on Charlie, his bulge was now straining against his red jock.
"Sorry kid, I got to let this breath or I'm going to sprain it. Your friend sure is having a wild time in there." And with that he pulled down his underwear revealed a huge thick monster of a cock. It was veined and angry looking at least ten inches and still growing. He started slowly stroking it up and down. It was so big and ugly it sickened Scott but he couldn't look away. He was so envious. He wished his cock were big like that.
"Why don't you take off your clothes, son? I can tell I'm making you uncomfortable, if I could see that body of yours I bet I'd finish quicker and I could fit this thing back into my jock. You look like you lift weights, as you can see I do to." He let go of his cock and flexed his huge bicep. "Take it off and I'll give you a few pointers on how you can get really big."
