Beyond the Blue, part 13 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is an erotic story involving gay relationships and male to male sex. If such offends you, leave.
Jim and Al settled into the foaming hot tub and looked at Bo then over at Eric and Kenny. Bo remained sprawled over the side of the tub, a broad smile on his face and muttering under his breath. The big, muscular body seemed to be a helpless lump.
"What did you guys do to him?" Jim looked closely at Bo's face. He was serene and peaceful and totally unaware.
"He's been dicked" Kenny shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Well, actually, that's double-dicked."
"Oh so you both fucked him." Before either man could respond, Al laughed.
"No, he's means they both fucked him at the same time. No wonder he's lethargic." Jim was completely confused. At the mention of what had just happened. Bo moaned loudly. "That's quite an accomplishment." Al got up to check on Bo who responded by trying to grab his dick. "Oh, and he wants more."
"Well. While you guys keep Bo occupied, I am going to finish pulling together dinner." Eric got up to leave the hot tub and Jim's jaw dropped. "Dinner should be in about 30 minutes, so if you guys want to get showered or whatever, now's the time." He walked back toward the kitchen and Jim slumped in hot water.
"That is the biggest dick I have ever seen, and I grew up in the country around horses. You got both your cocks up that ass at one time?" Al was massaging Bo's butt. Bo obviously wanted more dick.
"Sorry, buddy, there are a couple of things Jimbo here hasn't yet had the opportunity to experience and I am saving them for him." Bo slid back into the hot tub and got himself turned around to suck Al's dick. Jim was within arm's reach and Bo soon had a handful of his chest twisting the hard nipple. Kenny slid over on top of Jim and began kissing the big cop.
"I feel like an onion in a big bowl of cop soup." Jim opened his mouth to comment on Kenny's line but burst out laughing, as did Al. Al struggled to push Bo off his cock.
"Uh, guys, Eric will have dinner ready in a few minutes and we need to get dried and dressed." Bo reluctantly let Al's big dick drop from his mouth. He held it tightly and squeezed.
"Want to be sure I know where I left off." He stood up and kissed Al deeply. "I have wanted to do that for so long." He leaned over and planted a big one on Jim. "We will pick this up here later."
The four humpy men pulled themselves from the tub and toweled dry. Eric was dressed in jeans and a loose T-shirt when they walked back into the house. No matter how loose the shirt, there was no mistaking the huge body. "We're doing salmon, so there's wine in the dining room, but there's also beer if anyone would prefer. Help yourselves." The men walked into the dining room and stopped in amazement. From the outside, the house looked like a large log home. The angle and the landscaping hid the fact that it was indeed a log home that rambled on for many rooms. A formal dining room in a rustic log setting was not something many people would expect to find. Jim commented on the house as Eric brought salads to the table.
"My late lover and I built it but he only got to live here about six months before his accident. We both liked to have friends over and be able to invite them to spend the night, so we planned a house to do that. Now, I sorta ramble about by myself. I forgot to give you guys a tour, I'll do that after dinner. Al has been here before so he knows a little about it." Jim gave Al the raised eyebrow to which Al responded with a smack to his butt.
"Dinner in ten minutes dudes, hop to it." He slapped Bo's naked ass but only succeeded in getting the big beefy black cop to stop and wiggle it at him. "The man has opened Pandora's Box, heaven help us." He smiled as the four men stumbled into each other to get upstairs and get dressed. By the time they gathered again in the dining room, Eric had put out a feast and had his guests in awe. The four men ate and chatted like they had been friends for years. Eric had a knack for making people feel comfortable. Eric and Al had been Harley riding buddies for several years and spent time together on runs. Jim seemed to have an endless list of questions about Al and Eric diplomatically declined comment. He told Jim he would have to learn those answers himself. He felt that was the best way for the two men to get to know each other and establish a solid relationship. Eric's guests helped clean up after dinner but with a dishwasher it took little time. Eric offered a tour before they settled for dessert in the TV room/Den.
The master bedroom suite and bathroom blew them away with its large shower featuring programmable steam and temperature features. Jim couldn't help but notice the tiled grips and shelves in the shower and asked what they were for? Al looked at Eric and smiled.
"Well, Jim, I guess Al will have to show you later."
Eric had started his tour upstairs, led them through the living room to the TV room/den and on to the basement. His new muscle head buddies were excited when they saw the well-equipped basement gym and all of the shiny equipment. They all agreed to full workouts the next two days. Eric just smiled evilly. Al shook his head that they didn't know what they had agreed to do.
The last door totally shocked and excited Bo and Jim. Eric had a complete leather playroom with mirrors, sling, assorted toys, restraints and gizmos, all arranged around a St. Andrew's cross with adjustable features. It was obvious Bo was hot for a chance at the sling. His big, fat cock got hard as he examined the toys. Kenny was fighting with Bo to keep his clothes on as they headed back upstairs to relax with dessert. Eric offered pie from a buddy who had a local restaurant and momentarily distracted the men from the room downstairs. As they sat and talked and joked, Bo began steering the conversation toward play.
"Well, you may have to wait a bit. I promised the room tonight to a friend but I am sure you guys can entertain yourselves the old fashioned way in your room." Bo looked disappointed until Kenny took his hand and placed it on his stiff dick.
"Come on buddy, let's go upstairs and relax." Bo carried his plate to the kitchen and returned to hurry Kenny along. He had already stripped off his shirt and was completely nude by the time they reached the top of the stairs. Al helped Eric with the dessert plates and Jim helped clean the kitchen. Jim was about to head upstairs to their room when Al stopped him.
"No, guy, this way. Al pulled off Jim's shirt and tossed it on the kitchen counter. He turned him toward the basement door and Jim's eyes lit up. "Eric promised the playroom to me, you have to begin your training."
"Training?" Al walked down the stairs and was naked by the time they reached the playroom door.
"I'm a rather aggressive bottom man and need a strong master to keep me under control, although, it may take awhile before you get to that point. You tend to drop your load rather quickly." Al chuckled and Jim frowned.
"I can't help that." Al just smirked and twisted one of Jim's big full nips.
"You'll learn. Eric will help."
"Eric?"
"Yes, Al asked me to assist tonight." Jim turned to find Eric coming down the stairs in full harness, chaps, jock and high biker boots. Jim's mouth dropped.
"Holy fuck. I spent a lot of time reading about leather stuff on the web but in person, well, you're unbelievably fucking hot."
"Thank you and now we have to get you ready, hope this stuff fits." Al finished stripping off Jim's clothes as Eric began fitting a harness over the big furry, blond chest. It was a challenge to get the full harness cockring over the quickly hardening prick. Eric's late lover's boots fit Jim, as did his chaps. In a few minutes, Jim was standing before Al and had become a leatherman. Al's cock was rock hard and vibrating straight out in front of him. Jim wrapped his hand round the stiff prick and squeezed out several drops of precum.
Eric frowned and smacked Jim's hand. "You're going to make this a short training if you don't behave. As for you, you know the routine." Al entered the playroom and stood in front of the cross. He held up his arms as Eric strapped one wrist in a restraint and nodded for Jim to do likewise to the other. "You see Jim, Al likes things on the physical side, so you need to get his juices flowing a bit." He walked around the strung up cop and slapped the beefy butt. "That is one hot ass and you need to treat it with respect. I think Al trusts you, so all you need to do is learn the things that pleasures him, which also work for you and well, you'll get the idea."
"Should I be taking notes?" Eric looked at Al and laughed.
"Nooooooooooo, judging by the stiffness of your dick and the fact that your nips are hard, I think a lot of this will come naturally." Eric picked up a couple of small items from the side table. "Now, Al boy here is a titpig. Loves to have his nipples worked and they are directly related to his dick. The more you play with the nips, the bigger the hardon. It's fascinating." Eric placed titclamps on each of Al's nipples and gave them a slight flick. Al responded by groaning and his dick, which had relaxed a bit, began hardening again. "Of course, I think that also works for you. Does it Al? Does Jim like his nips played with?"
"Yes sir, he does, but he cums way too quickly."
"We'll see." Eric bent down and sucked on Jim's left tit. The smaller cop inhaled quickly and shuddered. "Hmm, guess we have to accommodate all of us then. Jim, work on these while I get a couple of things ready." Jim twisted Al's nips and soon had his buddy moaning loudly. Eric reached around Jim and attached a chain to the titclamps on Al's chest. Before Jim could respond, Eric attached clamps with a chain to Jim's. Jim threw his head back and groaned. He turned around to see Eric had done the same to his chest. Jim tugged on the chain and watched the big nips expand to twice their size. "Work his, not mine."
Eric showed Jim how to attach a cockring and weights to Al's cock and balls. Jim quickly picked up on the little nuances of making the pain pleasurable for his partner. Learning how to use the flogger took a bit more time and Al was close to the edge by the time that Jim got the hang of it. But being the trooper that he is, he stood up to the pressure. Eric smacked Jim's bare ass and congratulated him on his first lessons but there was one more that he knew Al was eager for him to learn.
"Let's get him down." Eric undid Al's arms and massaged them to get the circulation flowing again. Jim and Al were busily sucking face while this happened. "You ready Al?"
"Yes sir." Al walked over and slid his big body into the sling. Eric raised his legs and attached a clip to Al's boots to help support them. Jim removed the weights from Al's cock and balls and Al had to take a moment to fight back a cumshot. Al tugged on the chain attached to his tits and began breathing quickly.
"Hey, horndog, don't you cum yet. You're buddy here hasn't had a chance to enjoy that hot butt of yours." Eric handed Jim a jar of lube and showed him how to lube Al's butthole for a good deep fucking, at the same time getting enough rush to get his own cock hard. "You boys are just too hot." He took the jar and lubed Jim's cock. The two men locked eyes and Jim leaned in close to kiss Eric.
"I think Al needs to be fucked from both ends."
"I couldn't agree more." Jim felt the room spin as Eric straddled Al's face and undid the pouch on his jock. The biggest, hardest meanest looking cock Jim had ever seen dropped out and slapped against Al's unshaved face. Al's tongue was instinctively searching the hard cock and got its reward as Eric began feeding the monster into his throat. Jim stood between Al's legs and ran his hands over the taunt furry muscles of Al's abs and chest. He played with the titclamps and chain as the huge cock slid all the way into Al's throat. Jim stroked his buddy's hard cock and squeezed the fat balls. He was mesmerized at the cocksucking Al was giving Eric's dick. Al swung his legs apart to get his asshole up higher for Jim. Jim took a deep breath and pushed against Al. Al reached around and guided Jim's rock hard cock deep into his butt.
Jim felt Al's ass give and the heat and wetness envelop his hard cock. "Oh fuck. You're hot. Oh hell, Al. I can't believe this." Jim's long cock slowly filled Al's butt as the prone cop got both ends reamed. Jim couldn't remember ever having as much pleasure from sex as he was getting that moment in fucking the ass of the man he loved. He soon had Al's body moving in the sling to accommodate the dick in his ass and the one in his throat.
"You see, Jim. Al told me a long time ago that he wanted your dick up his ass. Long before you two came out to each other. Al tried to protest the teasing he knew he was about to get from Eric but was in no position to say anything except grunt and get more dick down his throat. "Now you know. Al's a titpig; loves too have his ass fucked and also is a cumpig. Aren't you my little fuckhole? So, when you feel like you are about to shoot, don't. We need to time it to both drown this man at the same time." Eric could tell from the look on Jim's face that it wasn't going to be long. Al had reached up and grabbed the chain attached to Jim's tits. Jim felt sensations running the length of his body he had never felt before. His nipples were on fire and getting bigger than he ever thought possible. His dick was being massaged by the tight hot wet hole of the man he was coming to realize meant more to him than anyone else. He raised his arms and held onto the eyebolts holding the chains. He slammed his dick deep inside the moaning sweating cop pig.
Jim was becoming short of breath and pulled his dick from Al's ass. Al whined and got his titchain tugged on. Jim took a deep breath and sighed. "Switch places." He wiped his dick on a towel Eric handed him and took Eric's place over Al's face. Al's tongue and mouth were hungry for Jim's sensitive cock. He swallowed the fat tube as Jim hung onto the chains of the sling for support. He watched in amazement as Eric lubed his unnaturally long dick and slid it into the already stretched butthole. Al whined louder and sucked Jim's cock harder as Eric began pounding his asshole. Jim watched Eric's magnificent chest flex as he controlled the sling's motion and completely controlled Al's sex. Eric looked up and locked eyes again with Jim. The harder Eric fucked Al, the harder and deeper Al went on Jim's cock. Both men pulled out and as Eric said now, shot thick, ropes of hot cum over Al's chest and abs. Al could no longer hold back and added his own load to the streams of spunk. His whole body jerked with orgasm.
He hung suspended in the sling his face nuzzling against Jim's still bloated semi-hard dick. Al licked the big swollen balls and felt a shudder go through Jim. Eric's cock lay atop Al's like a wet marble icon. He gripped the base and slowly fed it back into the hungry cop hole. Al whimpered and whined as his dick shot off several more gobs of cum.
"You fuckhound, I knew you weren't finished." Eric slapped Al's butt and withdrew his dick. He stood back and wiped himself off. "Well, my work here is done, for now. I'll leave you two to decide what you want to do now. Workout is at 9 AM, be ready." Jim walked around and kissed the big muscle man. Eric tugged on the titchain and got a loud moan from Jim. "There are a lot of things you have yet to discover about yourself yet buddy. Good night." He closed the playroom door behind him. Jim turned to see Al hanging in the sling and smirking at him.
"Would you mind letting me down now?" Jim walked slowly over to the cum-covered man and undid one boot clip. The big heavily muscled leg came down and Jim massaged it a few seconds. He undid the other and also massaged the thick flesh. Al dangled by his arms as Jim stared at him with an evil grin. "What? What's going on in that warped little brain of yours?" Jim only tilted his head and snapped the wrist restraints around Al before the man could react. He undid the clamps on the enormously swollen nips and watched as Al's chest heaved with the rush of blood into the nipple. They seemed to grow a bit more. So, Jim took the opportunity to lick and suck them lightly. He felt Al's cock, hard and throbbing, poking at him again.
He ran his hands through the streaks of sticky cum and worked the white cream into Al's chest and abs. Al was reduced to muttering under his breath as Jim worked his pressure points back to the screaming level.
"Jim, please, fuck me again."
"I thought you'd never ask. He held Al's strong jaw on either side. Al could smell the cum from the three men on Jim's hand. Their lips met and Al lost himself in the heat of his desire for his new lover. Jim broke the kiss and walked behind Al. He undid the restraints and Al fell forward to hold onto a small table. He felt Jim's big warm arms encircle him and hold him as the hard cock found its way back into Al's fuckhole. Al lowered himself to the floor as Jim held his place and fucked his hard butt. Having been disarmed once, Jim wasn't about to cum as quickly. He wrapped his arms around Al and torturously slowly fucked the moaning man. Al felt the metal of the harness against his back and the sweat from his body sliding against the leather chaps on Jim. His head hung down and when he opened his eyes he was staring at a pair of highly polished policeman's boots. He looked up to see Bo standing above him wearing a Sam Brown and a cap slung low over his eyes. Bo huge cock hung low and Al struggled to get up to suck on it. He pushed his tongue into the big piss slit of the thick onyx cock and saw Bo smile down at him.
"Take that big, black cop dick down your throat boy." Al sucked the dick down his throat and let it get hard in his mouth as he sucked for all he was worth. He felt someone sliding under him and suck down his cock. He let go of Bo's prick long enough to find Kenny in a 69 position with his monster dick gripped tightly in his hand. Bo knelt down so Al could alternate between the two big dicks. Kenny had swallowed Al's cock to the bas and was massaging it with his throat muscles. All the while Jim plowed Al's furry butt. Jim began muttering oh shit and then Al let go of the two cocks.
"I want this load up my ass this time fucker." Al didn't have long to wait as Jim filled his ass to overflowing with hot cream. Al couldn't move and shot his load directly into Kenny's hot mouth. He felt the two men jerk and grabbed the two cocks at his face by their balls. He covered his sweat-covered face with hot sticky man juice and collapsed to the side. He nuzzled his face into Bo's obscenely huge balls and sniffed.
I am never going to be able to workout with any of you muscleheads again without this scent in my brain. Oh fuck, that was too hot."
"Eric was on his way upstairs to shower and told us what happened down here, so we thought we could join in for a few moments."
"I'm glad you did." Al slapped their hard pecs and rolled over to find Jim on his back on a mat breathing deeply. Jim's chest was heaving and seemed to be having difficulty getting his breath. Al straddled his body and looked into the blue eyes. "You OK buddy?" Jim grabbed the back of Al's neck and crushed their mouth together. His back arched and another huge load shot from his half-hard dick to splatter on Al's back.
Bo looked at Kenny and smiled. "Well, that goes to prove it. I always thought Jim operate on a delayed system."
The four friends made their way back up to their rooms for a good night's sleep. Jim carefully cleaned off the leather he had been wearing and joined Al in the shower. The two beefy muscle men lathered each other into full erections. Jim quickly toweled dry and pulled Al to bed.
"So, when do I get my turn?"
"Your turn?"
"I've never been fucked. Before this weekend is over, I expect to have had every dick in this house up my ass."
"That might be a lot for a virgin ass, buddy."
"OK, maybe not Eric's. That one scares me. How big is it?'
"Easily a foot, the man is gifted."
"And not only in the cock department, he's a super guy. So, when?" Al snuggled against him.
"Soon. Let's get some sleep."
Steve took a deep breath when his doorbell rang. He had just invited a strange gay man, whom he had just met in his building, to his apartment for pizza. What the fuck was he thinking? He opened the door and greeted Art. The older man stood there smiling holding a bottle of wine and a six pack.
"Which do you prefer with pizza?"
"Hmm, considering the way the day has gone, I say we drink both. Come on in." Art walked in and offered the beer to Steve. They walked into the kitchen and chatted over what kind of pizza to order. They opted for the wine first and beer when the pizza came. Steve motioned for Art to get comfortable in the living room while he brought out plates and napkins.
"You actually use plates for pizza?" Art sat on the sofa and looked at the plate. "I always thought straight men ate over the box?"
"Is it that obvious that I am straight?" Steve laughed.
"Well, I have to admit that I saw you a couple of weeks ago and asked someone."
"So you don't mind coming to a straight man's apartment for pizza and beer?"
"No, why? No reason why we can't be friends and neighbors. The world is full of interesting people."
"Hey, I'll drink to that." The two men sat and chatted while they waited for the pizza to arrive. They were laughing like old friends when the delivery boy rang the bell and Steve paid for their food. One bottle of wine down, one to go and then the beer. The delivery boy looked at the two muscular men in their tight T-shirts and jeans and smiled. Steve closed the door and pursed his lips. "Do you think, that he thinks there is something going on here?"
"Who cares what he thinks?" Art poured more wine and leaned over to hand Steve's glass back to him. Steve's hand covered Art's on the glass and the two men paused for a moment.
"Uh, thanks." Art watched the young cop blush. His pecs flexed as he served the pizza and when he got up to grab a napkin, Art was sure Steve had a hardon. He brushed it off to nerves and sat back to enjoy the food and conversation.
Marsh and Jack sat in the dimly lit restaurant and held hands over dinner. They had almost missed their reservation and were only now relaxing after the hectic rush to get there.
"So, here we are, together, and both moving to new jobs with the same company to a new location."
"Yeah, big move, but Eric is a great guy so work will be the easy part. Have you found a place to love yet?"
"No, you?"
"No. Want to be roommates?"
"No. Want to be lovers?"
Jack ran his hand up the thick furry forearm and squeezed. "Yeah, I do, but don't you think it's too fast?"
"I don't know, granted it's only been a couple of months but fate has dealt us a hand here and I say we play it."
"What about your brother?" Marsh sighs deeply and leans back in his chair.
"I think we may have pushed him over the edge and into therapy for years. Knowing Steve, he'll call in the morning to confirm it all happened. He'll think he dreamed it."
To be continued, comments - suggestions? Lennoxbear@aol.com