A Trial of Strength

TRIAL OF STRENGTH - PART 443 By Rob Williams

CHAPTER 443 – "THE SAVAGE MEETS THE JOCK"

IN THIS CHAPTER:

The hunky construction worker Seth earns his place in the tribe. First, the twins seduce him and he gets double teamed and double fucked by the identical brothers. Then Seth meets and dominates the handsome young movie star Grady, the big-screen Tarzan. The macho muscle-jock, bound and brutalized by the swarthy savage, suffers mightily as Seth growls, "I get off watching a tough young stud like you beg _____________________________________________________________________

************ In the previous chapter ***************

At last the tribe's boss Randy thought it was time for young Will to meet up with his estranged dad Seth, the once homophobic man who used to abuse the boy verbally and physically until he ran away from home.

"A lot of things have changed since those days," Randy said gently to Will. "Number one, you're over eighteen so you're an adult and free to make your own choices. Also, your dad has realized that his mistreatment of you was a cover for his own attraction to men. Since he joined us here he's been getting his rocks off with guys round here just the way he wanted."

Randy felt protective of Will and the first time Randy met Seth he had beaten him ferociously, enraged at how he had treated his son. But despite everything Randy felt a kinship with Seth, a man similar to him in looks and machismo, and he had slowly allowed him to become part of the tribe – moving into Doctor Steve's small guesthouse and working for the construction company.

"You've mellowed lately, dude," Randy said to Seth, so I thought it was time you and Will met up so you can start to pick up the pieces of the mess you made. You know my rule – a man fucks up he gets punished. But I want your kid to see you get punished. It's a way for him to overcome the fear of the guy he used to know."

And so the three men met at Seth's small house in the hills and, as promised, Randy, turned on his well-known savagery and brutally fucked the naked construction worker tied to the bed while Will watched. But in the end it was too much for Will and he pulled at Randy. "Stop, sir ... please stop. You told me to do what feels right, sir, and this feels wrong. Please, sir."

After jerking off all over Seth's face Randy pulled back and let Will take over. Seth lay exhausted, his eyes closed, and in a daze he felt his bound wrists untied and something cleaning Randy's cum from his face. He opened his eyes and saw Will, licking his forehead, his cheeks, his eyes and then, after a moment's hesitation, his lips. Seth reached up and ran his hands through Will's hair at the nape of his neck.

"Hi, kid." "Hello, dad." And then, in a stunning act of reconciliation and forgiveness, Will pushed his cock inside Seth's ass ... and immediately came inside him. All the pent-up passion of Will's past now poured into Seth's ass, cleansing anger and confusion from their lives. Seth ran his hands over Will's freckled face and smooth young body. "Don't pull out, Will. Please, stay inside me a bit longer. It feels so good."

"OK, sir. Cos I can cum again. I learned that from my pal Eddie ... we call him the gusher cos he can cum real often. He's an expert cocksucker and taught all the boys." Will chattered on excitedly, spilling out all the things he had saved up for so long to share with his dad. Seth smiled indulgently but finally interrupted the flow. "Hey, Will, did you say you could cum again?"

"Oh sure, sir, just give me a sec. See, I'm hard again already. Hey, can you cum too sir? I know you came buckets with Randy but stroke it and see. It's worth a try, don't you think?"

Randy watched with tears in his eyes. This is what he had wanted, for father and son to put the past behind them and be proud of each other. And if their first expression of rekindled love had involved sex, well so what? Whatever works, as Doc Steve would say. Randy heard their laughter as man and boy climaxed ... this time together.

A short while later Randy, Seth and Will were relaxing over beers on the porch of the guesthouse when the excited Will had an idea. "Sirs, could I cook dinner for you? I would love to do that, my way of thanking you. It would be your first meal since you moved in here, dad."

Randy smiled his agreement but Seth said, "I don't have much in the way of food here yet, kid."

"Oh that don't matter, sir. I could go up to the doc's house and ask Tommy. They've got a ton of food up there – two fridges and a freezer. I'm sure he'd give me some. Can I, sirs?"

They agreed and the men smiled as they watched Will scamper excitedly up the slope. Randy chuckled, "He's a terrific kid, Seth. But you have to get used to the fact that he has left the nest, as most guys do at his age. He has found a family of his own with the twins, and he's real happy with them.

"I understand, Randy, and I'm not gonna push anything. This is a whole new life for me too, so I'll take it one step at a time.

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Will raced up the steep dirt path to the big house – and collided with Steve on the deck. "Hey, where's the fire, kiddo?" Steve laughed.

"Sorry, sir," Will said breathlessly. No fire, but I am in a big hurry."

Steve looked down at his sparkling eyes. "Man, you look like the cat who just licked the cream."

"Not the cream, sir, but close. I licked Randy's cum from my dad's face."

Steve held him at arm's length and smiled, "William, are you telling me that you have made up with your dad at last?"

"That's about it, sir." He blinked fast behind his glasses and lowered his voice. "I can tell you, sir, cos you're a shrink, but guess what. Randy fucked my dad ... and then I fucked him too ... well not like Randy did, you know that caveman thing, but I shoved my dick in him and shot my load right away. But Seth said could I cum again and I said yes cos Eddie taught me, and we both came at the same time. It was totally awesome, sir."

"Hey, hey, slow down, kiddo. What's with the all-fire hurry?"

"Well, sir, I said I would cook dinner for Randy and dad, kind of a celebration, but Seth don't have no food in the house so I thought ..."

"Say no more, Will. Hey, Tommy, come over here a minute." Steve's young blond house manager came up to them smiling. "Tommy, this young man is having a real big day – he just reconciled with his dad, with Randy's help, and now he wants to cook dinner for the guys but Seth hasn't stocked the fridge yet. Take Will to the kitchen and give him the pick of the refrigerator. I know you always have a ton of food in there."

Tommy gave a dazzling smile. "Congratulations, Will. Come with me and we'll load you up. I don't know what your guys like but I have some great pork chops."

"Great," Will said inspecting them. "I know Randy will go for that and I think Seth will `cos the guys are so much alike. And could I borrow an apron and chef's hat too?"

"Of course. Here, take two of each in case one of the guys offers to help in the kitchen." Tommy hugged Will. "Good luck, kiddo. I'm sure you'll make your dad real proud of you."

Randy and Seth were still sitting on the guesthouse's porch when Will came staggering down the path lugging three shopping bags. Seth jumped up. "Hey, let me help you, son." Seth followed Will into the kitchen and Randy sprawled on a couch in the living room.

Will poked his head out of the kitchen. "Sir, would you like a Scotch?"

"You know me too well, kiddo," Randy laughed. "Make it a double." Will brought out the drink and Randy settled back on the couch, where he could see and hear through the open kitchen door what went on in there.

Seth offered to help and Will said, "I'd like that, sir, but two things you should know ... in the kitchen I'm always in charge. And you have to wear this, like me." Will put on his own apron and chef's hat and held out the same for his dad. Seth's heart leapt as he saw the beaming smile on his boy's freckled face behind his glasses. But he frowned, "Me, in an apron and chef's hat? Not exactly my usual gear, kid."

"You have to if you want to work in my kitchen, sir. The twins are real strict. When preparing food you have to wear an apron and cover your hair." Seth grinned and did as he was told. Seeing the big macho musclehunk in apron and chef's hat Randy choked and coughed mockingly. Seth looked through the door and raised a warning finger.

"Didn't say a word, dude," Randy grinned. "Not a word."

"Here, sir, you can start by chopping these vegetables – not to big not too small – like this." He demonstrated, "Get it?"

"Got it." As they worked Will talked, eager to tell his dad everything that had happened since he left home. "When I had my own little apartment I had a kitchen smaller than this but that's where I taught myself to cook. I worked in a grocery store, sir, and I met the twins there and we talked about food and cooking and then they hired me as their assistant chef.

"My whole life changed when they asked me to become their boy. Then Randy's boy Pablo, he's a big tough mechanic, he went and got Norman from you and brought him to me. And now I'm real happy, sir. The twins are called Kyle and Kevin and they are so wonderful to me.

"And you wanna know something, sir? They love each other so much they have sex together a lot. I sometimes have sex with them too and that is so cool, it's my favorite thing. You gotta meet them, sir. We all live above the kitchen and I have my own room with Norman. I'll ask the twins to invite you over soon. I mean they're a lot different from you, them being Bob's boys and all, but I'm sure they'll like you and you them."

And so it went on, with Will spilling all the details of his life he had bottled up and could now share with his dad. Seth loved listening to him – and taking orders from him too ... "No, not like that, dad, that's all wrong. Here, let me do it." And Randy, mellowed by Scotch, enjoyed watching the loving expression on the rugged face of the construction worker turned apprentice chef, somewhat comical in his chef's hat.

The meal was, of course, a big success and Will had no insecurity at all sitting at table with these big, macho construction guys and talking more or less nonstop. But the evening didn't go on too late as Seth and Will were tired after their earlier exertions and Will's excitement. They didn't even clean up the kitchen.

"Sir, don't bother with that now. I'll come up tomorrow morning while you're at work and clean the kitchen and take all this stuff back to Tommy. "Only, er, can I have a key, sir?"

Seth smiled. "Of course you can, kid, you're my boy. Let yourself in whenever you like. They hugged long and tight, then Seth shook Randy's hand. "You know I'll never be able to thank you for this, Randy. You're the best,"

He watched Randy and Will go back up the path to Randy's truck. And on the drive back home Will didn't stop talking. Randy put his arm over Will's shoulder as he had on the way up and mused on how different he was now from the nervous, quiet young kid who had sat beside him earlier. Now he had a dad again.

When Will came into his house the twins had finished cleaning up the kitchen after dinner and were in their living room watching television. Norman leapt out of his basket and Will said, "Boy, have I got a bunch of stuff to tell you, Norman."

The twins turned off the TV, Will flashed a freckle-faced smile and ran into a three-way hug. "Well done, kiddo," Kyle said. "We heard what happened. You got your dad back!"

They sat down together and Will gushed. It all came out in a rush and the twins let him talk. They had never seen him this animated and they loved him for it. "But, sirs, I don't want this to change anything here. I mean, Seth may be my dad but I'm still your boy ain't I? I mean, you're my family now – you and Bob and Randy and Norman. That won't change will it?"

Kevin smiled reassuringly. "Will, we have told you before that we are you're family and nothing's gonna change that. It's perfectly normal for a guy your age to leave home and set up a new family and still love his dad and see him often. But now Kyle and I have to meet with Seth and get to know him – in our own way." He exchanged a quick smile with his brother.

Kyle took over. "We should do that soon, so how about you invite him up here tomorrow afternoon? I think they stop work at the construction site about four o'clock so he could come here then and have tea before we start dinner prep."

Will's eyes sparkled behind his glasses. "Really, sir? Thank you – I was kinda hoping you would say that. I'll call my dad first thing in the morning."

"Good, that's settled," Kevin said. "Now for the important stuff. How did you prepare those pork chops for the guys, kiddo?" The three chefs spent the next half hour eagerly discussing pork chop recipes until Will was doing more yawning than talking and it was time for bed.

"Hello, sir. It's your son, Will."

"Damn it feels good to hear you say that, kid."

Will phoned his dad as soon as his breakfast chores were over. "Sorry to interrupt you at work, sir, but I'm calling to invite you to tea at our place as soon as you get off work."

"Tea?" Seth asked uncertainly.

"Well we call it that, sir, but it's not, like, Mary Poppins and shit. There's all kinds of stuff to drink and sandwiches and ... but that's not the point, sir. I told the twins all about last night and they would like to meet you. I would like that too, sir. If you drop by straight after work I'll show you our kitchen where I work and you can get to know the twins."

"OK, Will, but I won't have time to go home and change. You'll have to take me as you find me in my work gear."

"That's great, sir, all the better – kinda hot. OK, see you some time after four, sir."

All through lunch prep at the compound Will was excitable until he made a couple of mistakes and the twins looked at him with raised eyebrows. "A bit distracted by something are we?" Kevin asked with just a hint of a smile. "Sorry, sir. I kinda lost it there for a minute. Won't happen again, I promise." So Will concentrated fully on the lunch rush where quick service was crucial – getting all the guys back to work on time.

When it was all cleared away the twins had a meeting with Jamie and Brandon in the office to go over the food budget. Kyle said, "While we're gone, Will, could you start on the dinner prep so we're ahead of the game when Seth shows up? Make some sandwiches if you like."

Will did his best to concentrate on peeling potatoes and marinating the meat but he kept looking up at the window that gave a clear view of the compound's main gate. Finally it opened and in walked Seth, looking wild and unkempt having come straight from the construction site. His shaggy hair was a mess, his jaw heavily stubbled and, like Randy, he wore jeans and boots and an old tank top stretched over his muscular chest, all of it streaked with dirt and grease.

His one concession to polite company was to throw on a sleeveless denim shirt over his tank. The result was hardly what a civilized man would wear to tea but Will thought he looked wildly sexy. He ran out to him in his chef's hat and apron, wiping his hands on a dish towel. "Hello, sir, you made it."

Seth grinned, "I could hardly refuse an invite from Bob's boys, but I'm not exactly dressed the part."

"You look gorgeous, sir. I just noticed Jamie and Brandon watching you from the office window ... they're probably jerking off looking at you. Let me show you where I work, sir." Will proudly gave his dad a tour of the large, well-appointed kitchen. "We can serve everyone from here, sir. We've had over thirty guys here when the whole tribe gathers." Will grabbed a plate piled high with sandwiches he had made. "Let's go upstairs ... the twins will be there by now making tea. Just wait till they get a load of you, sir."

When they walked into the living room and the twins saw Seth looking more macho than ever, straight from the construction site, they glanced at each other with a look that said more than just `wow' – a whole lot more. Will had got used to watching how they communicated silently and he knew they were up to something.

They stood up together, flashed matching smiles and said in unison, "Welcome, sir. We're so pleased you could make it." They were wearing identical white shorts and matching blue T-shirts and shook Seth's hand in turn.

It might have sounded odd their calling him `sir' as they totally outranked him in the hierarchy. They were Bob's boys, the leader of the tribe, and now exhibited all the confidence and poise they had learned from him. Seth was a newcomer, a rough, wild looking roustabout, until recently a casual laborer before he came to work for Zack. And, as so often before, he now felt like a fish out of water.

But they were boys, albeit it senior boys, and Seth was a man – every inch a man. He was a few years older than Randy and looked like him. His age, and most of all his rugged sexy look, made it natural that the boys would call him sir. He grinned uneasily, "Sorry I'm kinda under-dressed for a tea party, guys."

"Nonsense, sir," Kyle said. "You look splendid, just the way Randy looks when he visits with us." Kevin smiled, "Er, we're having tea but I imagine you'll be wanting something a tad stronger. What's your drink, Seth – Scotch like Randy?"

"No, it's Bourbon," Will blurted impulsively. "I'll go get it." As he ran off to the kitchen Kevin laughed, "Will already seems to know your tastes well, sir." Kyle added with a roguish grin, "Although we imagine that you are adding to your range of tastes all the time. We might be able to help with that."

The twins were almost as skilled as Bob at putting people at ease and it wasn't long before Seth forgot about his rough work clothes and lack of social skills and he was asking questions about the tribe and the houses he hadn't seen yet. "I keep hearing guys mention the, er, the Grady House but they kinda clam up when I ask about it."

"Ah yes," Kevin said carefully. "Well it's a big estate not far from here, owned by two guys, Grady and Mario. As a matter of fact, Mario is coming here to dinner tonight."

Kyle changed the subject. "Which reminds me, Seth, Bob told us to ask you if you would like to have drinks after this with him and Randy and then stay for dinner."

"Well, er, sure I'd like that, but I'd have to go home to clean up and change. Can't go like this."

"Er, we thought of that and we can help you there too, sir," Kevin said. "Why don't you shower here and then Bob will lend you some of his clothes for dinner." Before Seth could even accept the offer, Kevin turned to Will. "Will, while we're helping Seth with his shower would you be kind enough to carry on prepping the dinner in the kitchen. We'll join you soon."

Kevin gave him a knowing smile and Will had a pretty good idea of what the twins were up to. They had their own way of welcoming new guys to the tribe. He blushed slightly and grinned, "Absolutely, sir, I get it. See you at dinner, dad." He left the room, followed by his dog Norman, leaving Seth alone with the twins.

Seth covered his uneasiness by trying to look casual. "OK, guys, point me to the shower then."

Kevin smiled. "Oh we'll do better than that, sir. We'll take you there." Seth looked confused so Kyle explained, "We are very happy to have met Will's dad, and we have our own special way of welcoming new men to the tribe. The great thing about us is that all a man has to do here is relax. We take care of everything. So go with the flow, Seth – in every sense."

The twins had a calm, soothing way of speaking, one after the other, overlapping, completing each other's sentences, so Seth lost track of who was speaking. They blended into one. So he didn't resist when Kyle pulled off Seth's shirt and tank top and Kevin knelt at his feet and pulled off his boots and socks.

Kyle unbuttoned Seth's jeans and Kevin pulled them down and off over his feet. They stood before him admiringly. "Maybe you don't know just how sexy you are, sir," Kyle said. Kevin added, "Rugged, handsome, with that wild caveman look that Randy has and the same blue eyes that look right through a man." Kyle smiled, "And now we will make you hard."

He watched in awe as the twins, synchronizing every movement, first pulled off their shirts, folded them together and hung them over a chair. They kicked off their shoes, unbuttoned their shorts and let them drop.

"Hoy shit," Seth groaned, gazing at the identically handsome brothers with perfectly sculpted naked bodies standing smiling before him. "You guys are ... man, I've never seen anything like it ... and there are two of you," he said, stating the obvious. As promised, his dick was hard.

"Allow us to take you to the bathroom, sir. Randy built or remodeled all these houses and two features he included in all the buildings are plenty of floor-to-ceiling mirrors and large showers that easily accommodate three or even four."

By now Seth found nothing unusual about the twins joining him in the shower – and going to town on him. After doing it so many times with Bob they had it down to a well-oiled – or well-soaped – routine. Seth put himself in their hands – literally – as they turned on the water and ran soapy hands over his body – one over his back, the other lathering his chest and abs.

They knelt at his feet and soaped first the hard mounds of his ass, then his groin area, one brother massaging his balls while the other ran a curled hand up and down his cock. As the warm, steaming water rinsed off the soap the brothers knelt side by side, cheek to cheek and licked his cock together.

Seth groaned as he looked down at the mesmerizing sight of the two beautiful faces, blurred by the swirling steam, making love to his cock. "Jesus, guys, you look so fucking gorgeous, I could bust my load just looking at you."

"Please don't do that, sir. Not yet. You will know when that time comes ... you will know."

Seth gasped as Kevin sucked his balls into his mouth and Kyle lowered his mouth over his cock. He stretched out his arms and braced himself against the shower walls trying to hold back his orgasm. He closed his eyes, dropped his head back and let the warm water play over his face. Of all the sex he had had in the tribe this was probably the most sensuous as he surrendered to the erotic feelings surging through his body in this steam-filled space.

He was only dimly aware when the twins switched, taking turns sucking his cock. Everything they did was coordinated, sensual and seductive. Or as Seth put it, "So fucking sexy." His cock shuddered and again he felt his climax approaching. But the twins felt it too and suddenly, as if a silent signal passed between them, they pulled away and rose to their feet."

"Dammit, guys," Seth groaned, "what the fuck are you doing to me?"

"As we said, sir" Kevin smiled, "this is our way of welcoming Will's father to the tribe. And there's more to come." He turned the shower off and they enveloped him in big fleecy towels. When he was dry they led him from the bathroom to the bedroom and invited him to lie on the bed. Lying on his back, hands folded behind his head, he gazed up at the naked brothers as they toweled off.

They turned to each other and smiled, drying each other, running towels over each other's face and chest. Seth watched slack-jawed as they dropped the towels, stared into each other's eyes ... and kissed, pressing their naked bodies together. He gasped at the sight of two beautiful young men, identical twins, holding each other in a tight embrace and kissing passionately.

Eventually they broke apart and smiled down at Seth. "We are not neglecting you, sir. It's your turn now. Which of us would you like first?"

In a daze Seth murmured, "Which one? I, er, I dunno. You're both ... the same."

"Good," Kyle said, "then I will be the first." He dipped his fingers in a jar of lube on the bedside table and knelt on the bed between Seth's legs. He pressed his greasy fingers against his hole and massaged it as he spoke.

"Ever since Bob told us how much he enjoyed fucking you, sir, we have wanted to try. We know that when Randy fucked you it was with gypsy savagery but we are more like Bob. We make love when we fuck. But we must never make a man do something he does not want to – that's a rule Randy made. So I have to ask ..."

"Yeah, I want it. Godammit I want it. Fuck me, dude ... fuck my ass." He pulled his legs back and Kyle slowly, gently slid his cock inside him. He paused, continued, paused again, then pushed until he was all the way in and Seth felt wiry pubic hair pressing against his butt.

Impulsively Seth reached up and stroked Kyle's face, his neck and chest. "That feels so damn good, boy. Give it to me ... fuck me, dude." As Kyle proceeded to make love to his ass Seth heard the other brother's voice next to him. "Look at me, sir." Kevin was kneeling beside the bed. He leaned forward and kissed Seth, a full open-mouthed tongue-searching kiss.

When at last he stopped Seth gazed up at the identical faces, one bending over him, the other smiling down at him as the gentle fuck continued. Kevin stood up, then knelt on the bed astride Seth's chest. He leaned forward, braced his hands on the headboard and smiled, "Open up sir."

Mesmerized, the macho construction worker meekly obeyed and Kevin eased his cock in his mouth and down his throat. Hard to believe he was being penetrated by both handsome brothers, butt-fucked by one, face-fucked by the other. Seth fantasized that he had been seduced by the two young men and was now at their mercy, pinned down to the bed for their sexual pleasure.

That notion of being their sex toy was heightened when he heard Kevin say, "Hey, bro, you gonna let me have a crack at his ass?" "Sure, dude. How d'you want it?"

Kyle pulled out of Seth's ass and stepped back from the bed. Kevin grinned down at Seth, "Sir, could we trade places, please?" Seth assumed that meant he would be fucking Kevin's face and in a few seconds he was kneeling over him. But Kevin had other ideas. He reached out, dipped his fingers in the lube jar and lubed his own cock.

"Sir," Kyle said, "what my brother wants is for you to sit on his cock. He wants to feel what I felt with his cock inside you." Kevin looked up and smiled seductively. "Please, sir."

Seth grinned. This would be easy now he was in control. He eased back and felt the boy's rod sliding all the way in his ass until he was sitting on his pubic hair. He pulled back up and grinned down at Kevin. "This is great, dude. I'm in charge now – like fucking my own ass."

Kevin stared up at the brawny construction worker riding his cock, muscles flexing, stubbled jaw clenched, shaggy hair falling over his brow, his pale blue eyes piercing his as he pumped up and down, one arm raised, fist clenched in triumph. "Yeah, how's that feel, boy – me riding your cock like a fucking cowboy?"

"You are magnificent, sir. Kiss me, please." Seth leaned forward, pinned Kevin's wrists to the bed and kissed him hard, with the force of a top man riding and kissing his boy. He pulled his mouth off and grinned down at him, faces inches apart, still riding his cock. "You guys thought you could work me over, eh, buddy? "Now I'm on top and you're the one pinned to the ... aaagh! No, no! ..."

Seth suddenly reared back as he felt another cock pushing into his ass on top of this boy's. In an instant he knew what the twins had planned all along – double penetration. "No ... no, I can't do that ... I've never ... NO!"

Keeling behind him Kyle leaned forward and said soothingly in his ear, "Please relax, sir, don't fight it. Look down at my brother." Seth stared down at the ecstatic look on the boy's face. "Now look in the mirror facing you." Raising his head Seth saw in the mirror an identical face over his shoulder. And both these beautiful boys, one beneath him the other behind him, were inside him. He was being double fucked by identical twins.

"Sir," Kyle's voice continued, "I can't ask you to do something you don't want to. But you are such a hot man and my brother and I wanted this so bad. Do you want it too? Do you, sir?"

Seth took a deep breath and the pain in his ass lessened. He looked at himself in the mirror, a macho musclehunk impaled on two cocks at once. And yes he wanted it. Damn, he wanted it real bad. "Fuck yeah," he yelled. "Fuck my ass, guys – give it to me." He leaned forward again and clamped his hands over Kevin's wrists

Kyle looked over Seth's back and smile down at his brother. "You heard what the man said, bro. So let's give our guest what he wants."

The twins were well practiced at this. It was their favorite sex act, making love to each other while they double fucked another man – especially a big rough muscle-stud like this. Their cocks slid easily against each other in the hot cauldron of Seth's ass.

Seth felt he was on fire as he gazed at the homoerotic image in the mirror – the rugged alpha male, looking hotter than ever before, riding the cocks of both identical twins, Bob's boys, the guys who loved his own son. Yeah, it was right – perfect.

As he stared at his own reflection he felt more powerful than ever before. His self-esteem had taken a beating in recent years but now he was back, stronger than ever. If he could take these young jocks' dicks up his ass he could do anything. What was more macho than that? Yeah, he belonged here, with all these guys, and so did his boy Will. He would be proud of him doing this for the twins.

As if the thought conjured up the image he noticed in the mirror the door opening a crack. It was Will coming in quietly, unobtrusively. He stood rooted to the spot, his wide eyes blinking fast behind his glasses, staring at the pornographic sight of the twins double-teaming his dad. He instinctively reached down and pulled his cock from his shorts.

Kyle noticed him and yelled, "Just in time for the big finish, kiddo. Come close, don't be shy. You ready, Kev? Let's do it, guys, family style."

The twins pumped harder, their dicks sliding over each other inside him. Seth pounded his own cock in his fist – and so did Will by the bed. Seth's deep gravelly voice filled the room. "I'm gonna cum, guys. Damn, I'm gonna cum. Fuck ... fuck ... fuuuck!"

His cock spurted jizz all over Kevin's face and chest beneath him, while the twins smiled at each other and pumped simultaneous loads in his ass. And splashing down on them all was the spraying contribution of young Will shouting, "You've been twinned, dad. You just got twinned."

The mood in the room was jubilant as all four of them crowded in the shower for a quick rinse. Up to now there had been potential conflict between the twins and Seth, as Will was the twins' boy and Seth's son. But the twins had skillfully and dramatically nipped that tension in the bud by welcoming Seth to the tribe in their own unforgettable way.

Will was thrilled. He had often expressed anxiety that Seth's reappearance among them could threaten his place in the small family he loved so much. It was now clear that Seth would be a friend to them all and Will's place with the twins was secure.

As they dried off from the shower Kyle said, "Sir, Bob and Randy are waiting for you with pre-dinner drinks – and a fresh set of clothes. Their house is just across the lawn there so you could just wrap a towel round your waist to go there." Kevin laughed, "Anyway, sir, most of our guys have already seen you naked by now."

"And we three have to get back down to the kitchen pronto," Kyle said. "After all this we're running late and there'll be a crowd for dinner. Come on kiddo, we've got our work cut out."

By working feverishly the twins and Will caught up and were almost ready as guys started to gather outside at the table by the pool. Brandon helped a lot by ferrying drinks and appetizers in his wheelchair to the noisy crowd and soon everyone was there, except for Bob, Randy and Seth, who was to make his first appearance at the tribe's nightly ritual.

They soon appeared and all eyes were on the tall, brawny Seth. It was clear to all of them that he was wearing clothes Bob had lent him – Bob's usual V-neck white T-shirt, blue jeans and loafers. They suited Bob's preppy look but it was clear that the shaggy roustabout was not used to them. But it was a subtle sign by Bob that he had accepted Seth into the tribe.

A more vocal sign of acceptance came from Randy whose booming voice broke through all the chatter. "Guys, listen up. I want you all to welcome this guy to his first dinner with us – Will's dad and my buddy Seth." That ringing endorsement from the boss brought cheers from the crowd and secured Seth's permanent place among them.

Once the three chefs had served the main course, before they sat at table they acknowledged the applause of the whole group by performing their nightly ritual. Dressed in matching green aprons and chef's hats, they stood in a row, Will between the twins, removed their hats and flourished them in a dramatic low bow. Will grinned at his dad who cheered the loudest.

Seth sat opposite Randy and Bob and next to the only man he didn't recognize, a darkly handsome man elegantly dressed in slacks and a loose white linen shirt that gave glimpses of his pecs underneath. He was different from the other guys, a kind of European look.

Bob introduced them. "Seth, I'd like you to meet our good friend Mario." They smiled and shook hands. "Mario did all the landscaping here some time ago, Seth, and comes back regularly to give guidance to our gardeners Tyler and Finn. He and his lover Grady own the Grady House not far up the hill from here."

Mario smiled, "And I do not need to ask about you, Signore Seth, as your exploits are all over the grapevine. I have been eager to make your acquaintance. My lover Grady is sorry not to be here but he is doing a night shoot on location."

The movie reference went right by Seth who said, "I've heard the guys talk about the Grady House, but they don't say much."

Bob watched with satisfaction as the two men got acquainted. He had seated them next to each other for a reason. Mario and Grady would soon be throwing one of their weekend parties for the tribe at the Grady House and, as always, Mario was concerned about Grady's privacy.

As the well-known star of the hit big-screen Tarzan movies Grady was a high profile celebrity in public, recognized and adored wherever he went. He was catnip for the paparazzi, all of which he found exhausting. His oasis was the Grady House, a large estate with heavy security. There he could be his happy-go-lucky self with the guys he loved most – the men and boys of the tribe. He loved their gatherings there, where he could relax as `just one of the guys.'

All the men and boys had long ago got over his stardom and treated him as a regular guy, albeit a stunningly handsome one. The tribe was an insular tight-knit group and never breathed a word about Grady outside. But when a new man came along Mario had to be sure of his discretion too before he came to the Grady House with the others and met Grady. One loose word in public could do major damage.

The sophisticated Mario was skilled at checking out new men with such subtlety that a man would never know he was being vetted. Mario was genuinely interested in Seth's life before he came here and asked many questions. "Quite a big change in your life, amico, but do you keep any links to your past? Do you still see your old buddies?"

"Ah no, that's all behind me – dead and buried. This is my life now with all these guys. Hell, look around you? Why would I go anywhere else with all these gorgeous men around me? Plus my son Will is here and I love seeing him so happy with his life here. `Course, a lot of crazy stuff goes on here all the time, but one of Randy's rules is that what happens in the tribe stays in the tribe and that suits me fine."

Mario looked across the table at Bob. "Amico, I hope you will bring your new friend Seth up to the Grady House for our party next weekend." Mario smiled mischievously as he looked Seth up and down. "I think Grady would love to meet him. You see, Seth, Grady doesn't socialize much and finds all his, er, entertainment within the tribe. It'll be very easy-going so dress casually – as casual as you like."

Bob knew Seth had passed muster and could tell exactly where Mario's thoughts were running now. He remembered his own first meeting with Seth that had given him an instant erection. And he knew Grady's tastes, the way he drooled over macho guys like Randy and Zack, tough construction workers just like Seth. Mario took care of Grady's needs in more ways than one.

"Great idea, Mario, if Seth would like to. All the guys will be there and Will and the twins will go up to help Danny in the kitchen. How about it, Seth?"

"Sure, if all you guys are going." He grinned at Mario. "Not sure if I'll fit in with all you classy rich guys up there. I'm just a big ol' roustabout so you better warn your pal Grady I'm a bit rough around the edges."

"Oh he won't mind that, Seth," Mario smiled. "He won't mind at all."

It was nearly noon when Seth climbed into the truck with Bob and Randy and they drove up the hill, then along the leafy cul-de-sac past high, dense hedges ending at high security gates. Randy reached out of the car, pressed the intercom and a youthful voice said, "Hi sir, it's Brian. Come right in."

The solid gates swung silently open and Seth said, "Damn, when you guys said heavy security you weren't kidding. You'd think royalty lived here."

"Close," Bob chuckled. "Hollywood royalty anyway."

Randy parked the truck behind the garages and they were met by a young guy who came speeding up in his wheelchair. "Good to see you, sirs." He shook hands shyly with Seth. "Hello, sir. I'm Brian, I help run the house for Grady and Mario. And you must be Seth. My boyfriend Brandon has told me all about you. Lots of the guys are here already and Grady and Mario are over there talking to Tommy. Oh, I think Danny needs me in the kitchen. Busy day, gotta run."

Across the expansive lawn Mario smiled, "Ah Bob and Randy are here."

Grady's eyes widened. "And who the fuck is that hunk with them?"

"That would be Seth, sir," Tommy grinned. "He's Will's dad, living up in Steve's guesthouse. He and I already know each other. He's quite a man."

"I'll say," Grady said. "Here they come." The three men strode up to them and Grady couldn't take his eyes of the tall, wild-looking man wearing jeans, boots and an old sleeveless brown shirt unbuttoned halfway down his muscular hairy chest. His heavily stubbled jaw, rugged features and piercing blue eyes were set off by an unruly mop of shaggy black hair.

Mario smiled, "Benvenuti, signori. Seth, allow me to introduce mi amico Grady." Seth gave Grady a bone crushing handshake and stared hard at the stunningly handsome jock in casual board shorts, unlaced sneakers and a tank top that hung loosely over his chiseled torso.

Seth blurted out, "Holy shit, you're fucking gorgeous, dude. Man, with looks like that you should be in the movies or something."

Grady was thrilled that for once here was someone who didn't recognize him, so he decided to probe a bit. "Actually, Seth, I am in movies. Have you heard of the recent Tarzan films?"

"Nah," Seth grinned, "I ain't much for the movies, dude. Haven't been to one for years. Don't read all that celebrity bullshit neither. Hey, you mean you play Tarzan? Damn, I can see why they chose you. Tarzan's supposed to be quite a hunk, ain't he?"

Just then Zack, Miguel and their group arrived and Seth said, "Hey, I gotta go say hi to Zack. Great place you got here, Mario. Great to meet you, Grady. Huh, Tarzan eh? Ain't that a kicker. See you later, dude."

"Oh, I do hope so," Grady murmured as Seth walk away. He held onto Bob and Randy for support and groaned. "Hold me up guys, my legs have turned to mush. Don't let me fall."

"Sounds as if you've already fallen, Grady," Bob chuckled. "I know, Seth had the same effect on me when I first met him until Randy took charge of that little situation."

"And he doesn't know who I am!" Grady said. "You don't know how good that makes me feel. If he likes me it will be for who I am, not because I'm some bullshit movie star. Mario, can I see him later, amore? Please ..."

Mario smiled indulgently. "Why do you think I wanted Bob and Randy to bring Seth here today? Plus he's a really nice guy behind that wild, primitivo look that you find so sexy. Just your type, and very like Randy here – or like the caveman Randy used to be before Bob gave him that touch of class," Mario smiled playfully.

"Hey, watch your tongue, dude," Randy growled with a hint of a smile. "Don't you go insultin' me calling me classy."

"Oops, scusi signore. Mi perdoni?

"Yeah, I forgive you. Good thing you're so goddamn gorgeous."

The party was shaping up to be the usual boisterous, merry gathering it always was. With the laidback atmosphere of the Grady House it could hardly miss. Tommy tended bar and Brian and Brandon raced around serving drinks and pre-lunch snacks. The kitchen was a hive of activity with Danny in charge, assisted by the twins and Will, who was having the time of his life.

Mario, as always, kept a host's benign eye over the festivities, and also made sure that Grady was happy. The two men were madly in love with each other. Mario recognized the stress of Grady's job and took every opportunity to help him relax and enjoy life, restricted as it was by his public celebrity. Mario encouraged these parties primarily for Grady's sake. They were a great way for him to let off steam and be `just one of the guys' – his greatest wish.

Mario noticed that Grady was missing, and he smiled to himself. They had played this game before and he knew what he had to do. He sought out Seth who was chatting to Tommy at the bar. "Enjoying yourself, Seth?" Mario smiled. "Have you seen the grounds yet? I designed all the landscaping and I flatter myself that it does look rather splendid. I love to wander around the grounds alone, take in deep breaths and let nature heal all wounds. You should try it, Seth."

"Yeah, maybe I will, Mario. I could do with a breather. All these hot men around here get me stoked, make me horny." (So much the better, thought Mario) "OK, dude, see you later."

Mario was right, Seth thought as he wandered aimlessly. The gardens were really peaceful after all the noise and jostle of the party. If only he could get rid if this damn boner that he'd had in his jeans since he arrived. Always happened when he was around so many gorgeous men.

Maybe he would find a quiet spot where he could jerk off and release the tension. He knew who he would think about if he did it – that stud Grady. Jeez, he was one sexy son of a bitch – that face, that fucking body. Instinctively Seth reached down and stroked the bulge in his jeans. He walked through a gap in a hedge ... and stopped dead in his tracks. There he was, the very man, sprawled on his back, asleep on the grass between two trees.

"Hot damn," Seth breathed. Grady had taken off his tank top and rolled it up as a pillow under his head. He was shirtless and barefoot in just his faded blue board shorts that hugged his slim hips. Seth gazed in awe at the perfectly sculpted body – broad shoulders, long muscled biceps, chiseled pecs, razor sharp abs and a long sexy waist.

Gazing down at him Seth stroked the bulge in his jeans, on the verge of pulling out his dick and jerking off all over this phenomenal man. But what if he woke up? He would feel embarrassed and would have a lot to explain. Then he heard Grady moan and saw him stir.

In truth Grady had only been dozing lightly, fantasizing on the new man who had shown up today, imagining himself tied up and getting butt-fucked by the brawny construction worker. A faint sound brought him back to consciousness. He opened his eyes ... and there he stood, towering over him.

"Oh shit, sorry, dude, I woke you up." The deep gravelly voice matched the rugged look. "I was, er, just roaming the garden, your pal suggested it, and I ... I'll leave you alone."

Grady propped himself up on his elbows. "No wait, don't go Seth." Something made Seth stay and he reached up to a branch to tree branch with both hands and stared down at Grady. With his arms stretched up his shirt fell open and spread apart, giving Grady a clear view of his hairy muscular chest and ripped abs.

Grady's heart was beating fast. "Seth, I'll level with you. The minute I saw you come through the gate I got a hard-on that won't quit. I don't know if you're aware of it but you are one helluva sexy guy – raw, rugged, just the kind man who drives me crazy. Randy's the same, looks just like you, and every time we work out in his gym it ends with me taking his massive dick in my butt. That's what I want from you, Seth. Fuck me, dude ... please, I want it so bad."

"Man, I ... I can't do that. I mean, I'm new here ... what about all the other guys ...?"

"'Course, if I don't turn you on," Grady pouted, "I guess that's it ..."

"That's bullshit," Seth barked, "and you're an asshole for saying it. I wanted you from the minute I saw you, but I knew you were off-limits. What about that handsome boyfriend, Mario? Man, I've messed up so many times already letting my dick rule me and coming between two men – like Bob and Randy. I got roughed up good and I ain't getting into shit like that again in a hurry."

"But Mario wants it, Seth. He had that in mind when he asked you to come here. It wasn't only that. I mean he really likes you. But dude, I never get a chance to meet new guys, especially not roaring hot studs like you. Please, man ..."

Seth hesitated but said. "No man. I want you like crazy, but I can't risk it."

He started to turn away but Mario said, "Seth, you ever get into bondage?"

Seth turned and stared at him. "Seth, listen. There's a scene in my first movie where Tarzan gets captured by soldiers and they interrogate him. They tie him to a tree, naked except for his loincloth, and whip him. It was only a movie scene but I still jerk off thinking about it, only in my fantasy Tarzan gets gang fucked by the soldiers."

Seth was stroking his bulge again. "See those two trees, Seth? Look on the ground and you'll see ropes round the trunk. Mario and I have used them before in our sex games. But Seth, I still fantasize about those soldiers – they were big tough mother fuckers, kinda wild just like you. Please, man. Give the ropes a try – just to see what it looks like."

Seth was hooked. He couldn't refuse. He walked over to one of them and saw that the rope was tied round the trunk, the other end knotted to a wrist restraint. He pressed his boot on Grady's chest and pushed him back, flat on the ground again.

It was easy to buckle both restraints round Grady's wrists. The trees were about eight feet apart and the ropes had evidently been previously measured as their length stretched Grady's arms up in a perfect V on the ground. Seth leaned down, unlaced his board shorts and pulled them off. "Fucking incredible," he growled, staring down at the naked muscle-jock spread-eagled on the ground, helplessly bound and at his mercy.

Seth even imagined the scene Grady had described where the soldiers torture Tarzan. He had the same look as the soldiers, Grady had said, so it was clear what he wanted him to do. And Seth had no problem filling the role. He shrugged off his shirt and Grady gasped as he saw him stripped to the waist for the first time. He kicked off his boots, ripped open his jeans and pushed them and his shorts down and off.

"Fuck," Grady groaned in awe as he stared up at the naked musclehunk. Instinctively he pulled at his restraints, his muscles rippling as his body writhed on the ground. "Shit damn," Seth growled and wrapped his fist round his thick cock that stood out hard as a rod.

"What you gonna do to me, man?" Grady said, just as Tarzan had said to the soldiers.

"I'm gonna fuck your ass, stud!" Not exactly the reply the soldiers had given in the movie but far more exciting to Grady. It was just as he had fantasized the scene.

Seth spat on his cock and stroked it slowly, his blue eyes penetrating Grady's. He dropped to his knees straddling Grady's abs and let his cock flop down in the cleft between his pecs. "Let's see how much you can take, big guy." Seth slapped the back of his hand across his chest and Grady was helpless to resist, pinned on the ground by the weight of Seth's body. He winced and his handsome face thrashed from side to side at each blow to his chest.

Seth stared down at the naked muscle-jock grimacing in pain and wanted to see more. He pressed his fingers over his nipples and twisted them hard. "Aaagh ..." The prisoner groaned in pain and his eyes watered as Seth tortured his tits and growled "Damn, that looks so fucking hot, man. You're a tough son of a bitch – but just wait till I work on your ass."

He released his nipples and shuffled back till he was kneeling between his legs. He pulled the legs up and leaned forward against them with his shoulders until his cock was touching his ass. "You wanted this real bad, stud, but you're gonna have to beg for it. I like watching a hot macho jock like you beg to get butt-fucked. You're a tough mother-fucker but I can make you beg. It's either your tits or your ass." He reached down and twisted his nipples again, this time harder, digging his nails into the tender flesh."

"Aaagh," Grady howled, pulling hopelessly at the ropes. Tears sprang from his eyes and he stared up at the swarthy savage torturing his chest. It was his fantasy for a handsome jock to be bound and brutalized, to suffer without submitting. So he groaned through the pain until he reached his limit. "I can't take any more," he yelled. "My tits are on fire. I give up, you win ... fuck me! Shove your dick in my ass. I'm begging you, man."

The pain in his nipples stopped and he stared up at the wild, stubbled face and the piercing blue eyes. "I could torture your tits till you scream for mercy, man, but what I really want is your ass. You want it too, I saw it in your eyes the minute we met. And lying here on the ground you were dreaming of me and my rod up your ass. So you're Tarzan, eh? Captured, tied up ... and they're gonna fuck his ass. Like this ..."

"Aaahh ... fuuuck," Grady howled as the savage laborer's cock drove deep in his ass. Their eyes locked onto each other as Seth pulled all the way back, then drove in deeper ... then again and again. Right from the start, no buildup, it was a ferocious onslaught that drove Grady wild.

Seth snarled down at the tortured muscle jock. "Rough eh, big guy? Worse than you thought? Yeah, if I'd tortured Tarzan I'd have got what I wanted from him in seconds, just like I'm gonna get what I want from you."

"Fuck ... what do want from me, man?"

Seth braced his hands on the ground by his head and fixed him with his hypnotic blue eyes and gravelly voice. "So you're this hot movie star they're all in love with. They worship you, right? But not me. To me you're just this pretty boy who wants the new construction worker to pound his ass – slam bam thank you man. Well I want more than that. I'm bigger than you, tougher than you and I can make you submit to me, admit that I am the best, give me whatever I want."

"Aaaagh!" The onslaught resumed, fiercer than ever. Seth was an animal, pounding the jock's ass like a jackhammer, no holds barred. Grady pulled frantically at his restraints, veins bulged in his flexed muscles. His agonized face thrashed from side to side, tears streaming down his cheeks. The ferocity of this savage scared him and he knew he couldn't take much more ... he was beaten.

"OK, I'm done," he yelled. I give up. You are the best, I'm beaten. I submit, sir. I'll give you what you want ... aaagh ... aaagh!"

Grady's cock exploded with streams of juice that shot straight up and slammed on Seth's hairy chest, then dripped back down on Grady's heaving body. Tears ran from his eyes as he stared up at the stubbled face of the wild man who had given him one of the most savage fucks ever.

Suddenly Seth smiled down at him. "That's what you wanted, Grady. And now I'm gonna get what I want. `Cos I didn't cum yet, but I will ... and so will you." With his cock still deep inside him Seth reached forward and released Grady's wrists. In a trance Grady reached up and ran his hands over Seth's cum-splashed chest. "What do you want, Seth?"

"I want to make love to one of the best looking guys I have ever seen. I wanna make love to his ass. He leaned down low and kissed Grady, a kiss that soon became a churning, passionate expression of male lust. It went on for long minutes until Seth pulled back and smiled. "You have the most magical green eyes, dude. Look at me, into my eyes.

Grady stared up at the rugged face and they made love with their eyes and their hands, exploring their bodies while Seth eased his cock gently in an out of Grady's ass. Time, place, all faded away. It was only them, two hot men making love on the grass.

It went on and on until at last Grady spoke. "You're a beautiful man, Seth."

"You too, Grady. And now I'm gonna make you shoot another load. Not because you're getting your ass hammered or your tits ripped, but because you're being loved. You wanna feel my juice filling your ass again, I know that. But it won't do that until you cum again, dude. We'll come together, OK?"

"Whatever you say, sir. You're the boss."

"You got that right, stud," Seth grinned. "Here, I'll help you." He grabbed Grady's cock and stroked it, faster and faster. Look into my eyes, Grady. You see me? You see yourself? You feel my dick inside you, growing bigger, filling your ass? Here it comes, buddy. God, you're gorgeous ... fuck yeah ... I'm gonna cum ... yeaahh!" Seth's body tensed and his cock erupted in the jock's ass while Grady shot a second load, this time all over his own beautiful body.

There was a long silence as they panted hard and gazed at each other. Seth bent down and licked Grady's cum from his chest while he slid his cock out of his ass. Then the wildman lowered himself onto the jock's cum-soaked body and wrapped him in his arms.

Lunch was starting to appear, with the kitchen-to-table shuttle run by Brandon and Brian. It was an elaborate operation with everyone taking seats at the long table by the pool – fifteen on each side. They were almost all seated when Seth and Grady appeared from the garden to rapturous cheers and whistles from the crowd. Grady was barefoot board shorts, his tank top hanging loose round his neck. Seth was shirtless in jeans holding his shirt flung over his shoulder.

It was obvious what they had been doing as everyone knew Grady's voracious sexual appetite, especially for a hunk like Seth. Grady beamed triumphantly, Seth grinned smugly, and they took their places at table – Seth beside Randy, Grady beside Mario of course.

Mario kissed him and said softly, "Happy now, amore? You still love me?"

"Man, that guy is something else – sexy as hell. But of course I still love you, Mario, more than ever. I wanna thank you for setting that up – just what I needed. I owe you one, amico."

"... or two or three. I'll take my payment when we're in bed tonight, amico."

"Or even earlier," Grady grinned roguishly.

"Sei impossibile, mi amore. Completely insatiable."

Meanwhile Randy was saying to Seth, "How was it, stud? You give Tarzan what he wanted?"

"What he needed, you mean. Damn he's gorgeous. Handsome macho jock like him and he loves to take it up the butt. Can't get enough of it."

"Well the party's just beginning, Seth. Two more guys are on their way here from the desert – handsome older guy called Uncle Mike and his boy Larry. Then it's `Let the games begin.' You ain't seen nothin' yet, stud. Brace yourself."

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TO BE CONTINUED in "A Trial Of Strength" – Chapter 444

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