Beyond the Blue, part 12 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is an erotic story involving gay relationships and male to male sex. If such offends you, leave.
Steve hit the gym that night by himself, since everyone else had left town for a weekend of what he assumed to be non-stop sex. He had a really good workout even without the guys there to push him and was feeling pretty good about himself. He relaxed in the steam room to workout the kinks. The door opened and a guy he recognized from around the gym walked in and stretched out.
"Your workout buddies leave on your own tonight?" The man asked from his position just slightly above Steve.
"Yeah, they all took off for a weekend of fun and frolic."
"Hey, ya gotta love those weekend frolics." Steve laughed in spite of feeling somewhat lonely. He looked up in the direction of the voice and caught a glimpse of the big, athletically muscled body and a thick, slightly bloated dick. He couldn't help thinking he had to be the only straight person in the gym right now. "How come you didn't go?"
"Uhhhhh, not my kind of frolic." The guy shook his head as if he understood.
"You never know until you try."
"No, I don't think so. Sorry."
"Well, your friends shouldn't be having all the fun. You sure you couldn't have tagged along just for something to do?"
"Well, this Eric guy they were going to stay with seemed friendly enough, but I don't think I would have fit in much."
"Eric? Big guy lots of muscle, lives about two hours from here? Eric Stout?"
"Yeah, you know him? He was here and worked out with us."
"I work for his office here. In fact, I'm moving there in about two weeks to handle some things in the office, he eventually wants to relocate everything there. It'll probably take us about two years to do all that but it's a great opportunity. Good man, very fair, very generous. You would have had a good weekend. The man knows how to entertain well."
"Hmm, small world."
"Yeah, but not where muscle or dick is concerned. That's one big man. I have to go, it's getting too hot in here even for me. The name's Jack, hope to talk to you again. Can't wait to hear what your buddies have to say about their weekend. What they're willing to share with you." The man shook Steve's hand. Steve averted his eyes to keep from staring at the growing dick. One thing for sure, Jack was not shy. "Have to run, have a date. You have a good weekend."
"Thanks, you too." Steve peeked out of the steam room and dashed for the showers. He heard water running in the back shower area and assumed it was Jack. He quickly showered and dressed hoping to catch his brother before the man headed out for the evening. As he stood outside his brother's apartment door, he rehearsed what he wanted to say. The door opened and Steve's mind went blank. His brother stood in the doorway in jeans and sneakers holding a T-shirt. He hadn't paid much attention to how beefy his brother had gotten but was now rather shocked by it.
"Hi, may I come in, I know it's unannounced and all." He was motioned in and stood in the living room rubbing his knuckles against the palm of his other hand.
"To what do I owe the pleasure."
"I, uh, wanted to apologize for the last couple of days. I behaved like a shit." He flopped on the sofa.
"No, you didn't. I appreciate that you care but I just don't get why it bothers you so much what I do." He walked over to a chair and sat across from Steve. "You don't have to smother me, I can take care of myself."
"Yeah, I know, and I am just now realizing how big you've gotten in the gym. It's just that you are the only close family I have and I guess I want it to be like when we were kids, always together. Marsh, I know, that's not realistic, but let me work my way through it."
"Steve, I'm not going to stop being your brother, I love you. But we're adults now and no matter what happens we'll always be brothers. Even is I don't always live here." Steve looked up at the change in tone in that last statement and frowned at one of Marsh's balls hanging slightly from a hole in his jeans. Marsh reached down and pushed the offending body part back into his pants. He smiled red-faced and they both bust out laughing.
"What did you mean by that?"
"I was going to tell you this weekend, it all happened this afternoon. My boss had been here for business and asked me to take a job at the site where he will be building his headquarters. It's about two hours from here. It's a good offer and I really like working for this man."
"That's not too far away, two hours huh? What is this firm?"
"F&S Security."
"And the owner is?"
"A man by the name of Eric Stout, why?" Marsh leaned back in the chair and rubbed a big nipple.
"I met him this past week at the gym. A bunch of guys from work went to his place for the weekend." Steve looked so confused and bewildered that March couldn't help but laugh.
"A bunch of cops, with whom you work, went to Eric's for the weekend? You work with a bunch of gay cops? What's in the water down there and why haven't you fixed me up with a boyfriend?" Steve sat on the edge of the sofa with his mouth hanging open.
"Omigod. I work with a bunch of gay cops and I didn't have a clue. Am I the only straight one there?"
"Hey, it's not like I haven't tried and besides, you are relatively new to the force. Maybe you would have figured it out in time when they all humped you in the showers at the gym."
"I'm showering with a bunch of gay cops." Steve remarked flatly. Marsh got up and sat on the sofa next to him. "What's that make me?" Marsh took a deep breath.
"Every gay uniform queen's envy." Steve turned and looked at his brother. He felt Marsh's hand high on his thigh. And his breath on his face. Steve jumped up waving his hands.
"No, this isn't right." The doorbell rang and sliced through the tension. Marsh got up to answer the door. He stopped at Steve's shoulder.
"I'm not so sure about that." He groped Steve's obvious erection in his jeans. Steve muttered that he was so confused. "My date is here, we will, I repeat, we will talk about this later." Marsh opened the door and Steve's jaw dropped again.
"Jack?"
"You know each other?"
"From the gym, we really just met tonight. I must say, the genes in your family are quite good." Jack walked in and lightly kissed Marsh. His eyes went to the prominent bulge in Steve's jeans. "Yep they are very good."
Bo and Kenny remarked to Eric with every other phrase how impressed they were with his home and the setting. Eric showed them where everything was and excused himself. Kenny wrapped his muscular arms around his big, beefy black cop and ground their hardening dicks together.
"You want to do the hot tub now or, maybe something else?" His hands squeezed the beefy butt as Bo slipped his T-shirt over his head. A knock at the door temporarily interrupted them. Eric spoke from outside.
"By the way guys, I really don't mind if you do the tub nude. Clothing optional here, so feel free to get comfortable. Wander around dressed or undressed as you please."
"Clothing optional, you heard the man." Kenny slipped off his shirt.
"I think we should do the hot tub. It may be the only time we get a chance this weekend." Bo dropped his jeans and walked over to get a towel from the bathroom door.
"I can hold my breath a long time under water." Kenny smiled.
"That's nice, but you don't necessarily have to be under water to do what I want." Bo turned his back, bent over and spread his ass.
"Oh, now, that requires a different breathing technique." The two horny naked men threw towels over their shoulders and headed back downstairs to the hot tub. Their stiff dicks bounced out in front of them proudly. Bo paused momentarily in front of the door to the room of Al and Jim. No noise. They kept walking, figuring the two men were already downstairs in the tub. Eric was standing shirtless in the kitchen working on something for dinner as the two men walked into the kitchen. He smiled.
"Nice towels. If you want anything to drink, just ask, plenty here."
"Just a couple of beers." Eric motioned to the fridge and Bo grabbed a couple as they headed outside.
"Glad you guys are into the spirit of things. If you get truly in the spirit, well, I won't interrupt."
"Feel free to join. No, I take that back, please join." Kenny pinched Eric's nipple as he walked by and the big man smiled evilly.
"I might just take you up on that, but I need to work on getting things prepped for dinner, salmon OK?"
"Oh yeah, super." Kenny looked over Eric's shoulder at what he was doing and inhaled a big whiff of Eric.
"Jim eat fish?"
"This Jim? Hell, that man eats anything, even wrapped, bottomless pit." Eric laughed and kept working. Bo and Kenny headed for the deck and the hot tub. Bo looked over at the big muscle man in the kitchen. Eric just happened to look up.
"Enjoy yourselves guys." Bo hustled out to the deck, slightly embarrassed to be caught admiring the muscle. Kenny was in the tub and relaxing in a quick second. Bo handed him a beer and then slid into the tub.
"Oh man this feels so fucking incredible."
"Hmmmmmm, yeah it sure does." Bo swung his leg up over Kenny and straddled the big cock hiding under the water. Kenny sat up and began sucking on the big man's huge bronze nipples. His hands slid around the small waist and onto the wet, smooth mounds of butt muscle. Slowly he began massaging the hard glutes until he felt Bo's cock pushing against his chest. Bo's cock just broke the surface of the frothing water, if he stood up straight. Kenny licked at the bobbing black shaft and soon had Bo moaning low and deep. Bo lowered his body and took Kenny's big monster cock in a tight grip. He slid the large mushroom head between his asscheeks, back and forth until Kenny started to buck slightly. Then he stopped with the big head at his asshole and slid the head into the tight puckered opening. Kenny arched so he could suck on a nipple and Bo began his descent. It took a couple of minutes for his ass to accommodate the massive prick but he soon had the entire hard tool up his hot butt.
"Your hot ass and this hot water are killing me." Kenny leaned back as Bo bobbed up and down in the hot water, fucking his ass with Kenny's fat cock. He used Kenny's pecs for support and then moved forward to rest the mechanic's face between his own deeply cut pecs. Kenny hugged the big cop and returned to massaging his butt.
"This tub is too good. I have to stand up or I'm going to shoot my wad." Bo pulled his butt from the fuckpole and turned his back to Kenny. He leaned against the opposite wall and positioned himself so Kenny could stand to fuck him. Kenny didn't waste a second and was soon slipping his still hardening cock back into the hot cop butt hole. The lean athletically built man fucked his buddy's cop ass. Neither noticed the shadow approach from behind them.
"I guess offering you guys another beer right now is a waste of time." Bo looked up as Eric walked around the tub holding two more beers that he set on the edge of the hot tub. He had stripped to a pair of Speedos that couldn't conceal the biggest snake of cock Bo had ever seen. Bo could just reach the big man's ankle and grabbed for him. Eric moved closer until Bo could get an ankle in each hand. He slowly climbed up the hugely muscled, veined legs, carefully avoiding knocking Kenny out of fucking his ass. He reached for the top of Eric's swimsuit and pulled down to let the cock flop free. The monster dick hung, thick and full, in front of him in all its uncut glory. Bo's tongue teased the wrinkled skin and waited for the shaft to grow toward him. It slowly grew into his mouth. Then crept slowly down his throat. Eric carefully lowered himself to his knees to keep Bo sucking on his cock. Bo gripped the huge legs as Eric slid slightly toward him and forced more cock down his throat. Kenny slowed his fucking down until Bo adjusted to the second cock. Bo stopped as he fought not to choke on the impressive piece of meat.
"Take a deep breath and swallow slowly son." Eric massaged the back of Bo's beck and then down to the big round traps. Bo gagged a bit then took another deep breath and swallowed. The cock began its invasion of his throat. It took another minute but Bo managed to get all of the monster cock to the base. His head was spinning as he visualized his ass being pounded by the man he was coming to love and an even bigger cock splitting his mouth. The groan that escaped his body made both men take notice. Kenny picked up speed on the hot ass again.
"I think he's enjoying this." Kenny and Eric locked eyes and communicated that way until Bo was a quivering mass of muscle begging to be released. Bo was desperately trying to grab Eric's nipples but they were out of sight. Kenny was now pounding the living piss out of Bo's ass. Bo arched his back and Eric withdrew his cock.
"Flip him back Kenny." The mechanic hugged his arms around the beefy cop and flipped backwards. Bo 's cock flew up out of the water shooting long streams of hot cum that landed on the smooth pecs. Kenny filled Bo's ass with his own cum. Bo supported his legs to keep his body just above the water as Eric, from above at the edge of the pool, stroked the pendulous cock and sent more cum out onto Bo's wide chest. The ropes of cum finally stopped and Bo held his arms up so Eric could pull him up just enough to wipe the cum off with a towel. Kenny's cock slid free but never went soft. He directed Bo back down onto his shaft and let the man sit on his lap with the cock buried to the balls. Eric got into the tub and began sucking on Bo's swollen tits. The big cop was a limp sex toy between the two big men. ________________________
In the time it took Al to walk across the room and drop his bag, Jim had closed the door, stripped off his shirt, loosened the waist of his jeans and sent a flying tackle toward Al. Al went sprawling across the bed and struggled against his sex-crazed attacker. He managed to turn onto his back with Jim straddling his thighs. Jim unbuttoned the shirt and undid the top of Al's jeans as Al fought to stop him but couldn't stop laughing.
"Jim, Jim, what the fuck are you doing? Stop, stop it." He laughed as it became obvious that Jim wanted them naked. Al cooperated enough to allow Jim to slip off his shirt and send it across the bed and get the jeans down enough to get the big fat cock out of it's denim hiding place.
"I'm doing what I have been wanting to do for a long time now, have sex with the man I love. He lowered his hot naked body on top of Al's and brought their mouths together. Jim was over the edge and kissed Al as deeply as he could imagine ever kissing anyone. His hands slid up the big huge arms until their fingers locked. Al squeezed and struggled against Jim's grip but had to admit he wanted Jim to have him completely. The kiss lasted for several minutes as the two tongues battled back and forth and the heat kept them both wanting more out of the kissing. Al broke free and gasped for air. Jim took the opportunity to begin his assault of the body he had wanted for so long. He sucked on the tight muscular neck and down to the fur covered chest. Al had big fat nipples just perfect for sucking hard. Jim went to work on the left nipple with his mouth and let go of Al's hands so he could begin working the left with his fingers. Al pressed the back of Jim's head harder against his nipple, telling his buddy to suck harder and make him feel it. Jim couldn't believe how hard he was sucking and pinching the big man's tits and still Al told him to do it harder. He switched his mouth to the right nipple until Al was arching his back and whining with pleasure. At least Jim hoped it was pleasure. Jim stopped his sucking to rub the stubble of his beard on the now tender nubs.
"Oh fuck yeah buddy, do my tits, make them hurt." Jim grabbed the big flexing biceps of Al's arms and attacked them next until they were wet with spit and red from biting. Then he discovered Al's armpit. He never realized how much he loved Al's scent. It wasn't foul or obscene; it was the man he loved. He licked the furry pits and moved down the muscled rib cage to discover that his buddy was slightly ticklish. He made a mental note to remember that later. His mouth finally got to the other object of his long desire. Al was breathing rapidly as Jim nuzzled the big drooling prick. He wrapped his hand tightly around the cock and balls. The big balls drooped over his hand as Al moaned. He rubbed the hard fat prick against his unshaven face and made Al beg for more. Jim studied the fat prick, the long blue veins covered the hard shaft under the tender skin, and the perfect mushroom cap of his now prized possession. Jim stuck his tongue out to taste his first precum and felt like he had been hit with a huge dose of a narcotic.
He had waited so long to get this man he couldn't hold back. The tongue worked its way into the big piss slit as Al gripped the bed. The big head slid into Jim's mouth and he stopped to savour the heavy flavour. Then slowly, he sucked it down until, with Al's direction, it slid past the back of his throat and all the way in. Jim was high with the thought of sucking off the man he loved but at the same time wanting to do more to him. Sheer lust to taste Al's cum drove him on to sucking and stroking the struggling man's cock. Al tried to bend his body to get to Jim's cock but Jim wouldn't let him. He reached up to push Al back and grabbed a big furry hard pec. His fingers found the sensitive nipple and twisted hard. That was all Al needed. His nips and cock were directly linked. Jim sucked furiously on the big dick and pinched the fat tit until Al bucked his hips and gave up his load. Jim swallowed the out of control cock and got every drop of Al's cum.
Al lay panting on the bed with Jim's head resting on his lower abs, the big cock still in his mouth. He sucked a few times and felt the thick meat start to stiffen again.
"Damn, Jim. You trying to make up for lost time?"
"You have no idea." Jim let Al's cock flop from his lips." He stood up to pull off the jeans he still had tangled around his ankles. He pulled off Al's shoes and jeans and tugged at Al's legs until the big furry cop flipped over to his stomach. Al centered himself in the big bed as Jim squeezed the big calves. He massaged the thick beefy legs and worked his way up to he mounds of muscle that mad up Al's butt. Al was squirming and grinding his hard cock into the bed with Jim's hand maneuvers. Jim moved up over Al's body and lowered himself so that his still hard dripping cock nestled deep between the hard glutes. Al squeezed his butt muscles and felt the heat from Jim's cock. Jim kissed the back of Al's neck and licked along the hairline down to the ears and back. His hands worked up and down the outstretched muscular arms, kneading the firm flesh. He slowly brought them down and slid them under the prone cop to find the fat nipples. As he began twisting and pinching the hard nubs, he also slowly began humping his cock between Al's asscheeks. Al responded by moaning, groaning and humping back at Jim's cock. He felt the hot breath from his partner on his neck and traps. Hard chest muscle and firm nips rubbed against the wide muscular back. Their legs wrapped together as the two men spent long minutes enjoying the closeness of their bodies.
"Oh fuck Al. You don't know ho long I've waited, and wanted to do this. It took me a long time to figure who I really loved in my life." The hot hands worked big, slabs of pec as he talked. "I don't know what is down the road for us, but I have to somehow figure out how to make you the focus. Working with you everyday is tough. Knowing what's under that big uniform and wanting to just pull over and do you on some city street." Al could do little more than fight for breath and wriggle his body under his beefy cop partner.
"Jim, please, fuck my ass. You're getting me too hot, please get that stiff prick up my ass." Jim's arms wrapped around the hot cop and hugged."
"Too late buddy." Al felt Jim's big dick convulse and the hot cum pooled in the small of his back. "You were too hot. My cock couldn't wait. I promise I'll make up for it later." Al whimpered and humped some more.
"That's OK buddy, just massage that hot cum into my butt will you." Jim sat up and rubbed the thick hot liquid into the two huge mounds of furry, hard flesh as Al panted. "Jim, Jim, I gotta turn over now." The man almost tossed Jim off the bed as he rolled over between the thick thighs. Al grabbed his cock just in time to keep ribbons of man juice from spraying across the room. Jim moaned his approval and rubbed some of the hot cum into Al's cut abs. Al took his hand and brought it up to his lips to lick his cum from the cop's callused hands. Jim stretched out on top of the man again as they lost themselves in deep kissing. A sudden scream got their attention followed by someone yelling - yes, yes, several times.
"I think the poolside entertainment may have started without us." They jumped off the bed and grabbed towels. By the time they got to the hot tub, Bo was lying over the side with the biggest shit-eating grin they had ever seen on his face. Eric and Kenny were relaxing in the hot water enjoying beers.
Jim stood above Bo and pushed his shoulder with his toe. "Is he dead?"
"No, but if he is, he died happy." Jim felt wetness on his foot and looked down to see Bo licking the top of his foot. "He's alive, alive I tell you."
Steve stood outside his brother's apartment building and took a deep breath. He leaned on the railing until his legs felt less wobbly and looked at his reflection in the doors. To him, nothing looked different but his world had changed drastically in the last 20 minutes. He got in his car and headed to the grocery store. Any ambition he had had to go out for dinner was gone. A simple quick meal at home would give him time to think. As he strolled through the aisles of the store pondering the numerous choices, a voice from behind brought him back to reality. He turned to face one of his fellow officers, a big burly, not in the best shape man, who went by the nickname of Dirt. For way too many reasons.
"So, not out humping whores tonight Steve?" Steve gave it a quick chuckle and shook his head no.
"No, thought I would make it a quiet Friday night."
"Thought I saw you coming out of an apartment building over on Broadway, you don't live over that way do you?"
"No, I was visiting my brother."
"Well, watch your cop ass over there, that's fag heaven. Cocksuckers are always hitting on you young buck cops." Steve had never had much to say to Dirt, for reasons he had heard other officers mention. He wasn't to be trusted and one shouldn't turn your back on him.
"I'll keep that in mind."
"Although, I s'pose, if you don't have the energy to go out and pick up a broad, you could get one of them cocksuckers to take care of you. They'd like a pretty muscle boy like you."
"You think so?"
"Yep, can't stand the thought myself. Wouldn't be real happy having them around the officer's locker room either. Keep hearing stories about some of our guys though.'
"Well, Dirt, you know you shouldn't believe everything you hear."
"Maybe. Maybe not. Still, I don't want to be sharing no shower with some queer pansy ass."
"I don't think that's a problem." Steve thought, one, you never shower and two, no one in their right mind would want you, you fucking as......
"Probably, just punch his teeth down his throat if he grabbed my dick."
"Try not to think about it too much Dirt, you might hurt yourself. I have to hit the check out, see ya Monday." Steve left Dirt pondering the difference between vanilla and vanilla and headed for the front of the store. He stood in line hoping to get out of the store before the obnoxious cop caught up to him. A big muscular man in the next aisle was trying to get his attention.
"Hey buddy, hand me a copy of Muscle and Fitness there. Thanks." Steve took a magazine from the rack and handed it over the other rack to the man in the next aisle. "They're sold out on this side." The man was over six foot like, Steve, and heavily muscled. He smiled and nodded at Steve and took the magazine. They walked through the doors together.
"Nice warm night." The guy was just another big muscle bound customer at least in appearance. "A good night to go for a walk and enjoy the crowds on the city streets."
Steve laughed. "Sorry, bud, I'm a cop and I get enough of the crowds on the city streets."
"But it's too nice a night to sit at home inside watching TV."
"Or sitting inside reading a magazine." Steve nodded with his head to the magazine in the man's hand.
The big man smiled. "Bedtime readings, have to keep up with the muscle news." The guy stopped next to a pick-up truck and opened the passenger door. Steve noticed a rainbow flag on the cab window, next to another sticker with black, blue and white strips and a red heart. He wondered if Dirt would ever have imagined this man to be one of them. He placed his bag of groceries on the seat. "Have a good night." Steve got into his car and watched the man pull out into traffic ahead of him. He wound through the busy city streets and pulled into his building lot. As he parked his car in his reserved space, the man from the grocery store got out of his truck, two spaces away.
Steve leaned over his roof. "You live here too?"
"Yeah, small world, eh? I'm Art. Actually, only moved in a couple of weeks ago."
"Welcome to the building. I'm Steve. You, uh, you want to share a pizza?"
"Sure. You ordering?"
"Yeah, apartment 6-A, I have beer if that's OK?"
"Great, give me, oh 20 minutes."
"OK, I'll leave the door open, I need to shower. Just come in."
To be continued, comments - suggestions? lennoxbear@aol.com