We last left our story with a dangling mystery, a strange question of who could have possibly orchestrated all the dumb horny men in the area to participate in a crazy fuck-fest. Perhaps this hasn't bothered you all that much, or maybe you think the answer is somebody we've met before, like Coach Johnson. But, of course, the real answer is much simpler. The person behind all the orgiastic encounters is none other than that who it has always been: me, your humble author, Arthur Doyle.
I'm currently in a locker room, stripping off my sweat-stained clothes after a long workout. Wow, my pits are stinky, and some rank BO is rising from my bushy crotch. My long dangling uncut sausage is just sitting there in a beautiful nest of hair, complete with a thick and low-hanging set of nuts dripping with pungent sweat. Of course, I don't really have to tell you this, dear reader, because you're there with me, watching me out of the corner of your eyes and wondering how you got here. Yet since the start of these tales, you have been here, an active participant in creating all these stanky sexual scenes using your beautiful imagination. Given that I can see you too, I've got to say, bud, you're pretty damn fine-looking, with killer features and an impressive bod. And, wow, look at that pipe you're packing. Unnffff... I wouldn't mind running my hands all over you.
The locker room is steamy, filled with swirling vapor from the showers and the sounds of naked men splashing around. There's that sexual charge in the air, as there always is in a men's locker room at the gym, and just about everybody is stealing quick glances as they size up the dudes around them. The energy must be getting to me because a little drop of precum is starting to bead on the end of my significant dick tip and you're getting bolder in checking me out. You like what you see there, friend?
And who should appear but Silas and Connor themselves, both of them sauntering through the locker room in their jockstraps, which they wore during their recent workout, their incredible bodies causing everyone to turn and stare. The two of us kept glancing at those sweet stupid studs as they hit the various exercise machines, working up a sweat and making their every muscle glisten and stand out. Silas' furry pecs are pert and bouncing, while Connor's smooth rear is just about the most amazing marble slab of ass anyone has ever seen. As they get closer to us, the scent rising from the bodies is overpowering, smelling like weed and dude, putting us both into an altered state of consciousness just from the magnificent stank entering our nostrils.
"Holy shit, bro," says Connor, coming over and pawing at your chest. "Where did you come from? You're like, so fucking fine."
Silas has his eyes fixed on me. "I feel like I know you, man. Have we ever met before? Seems like I would remember a guy sporting such a huge rod and crazy nuts."
"Check out the piece on this guy, Si," Connor says, wrapping his hand around your stiffening dong and causing you to moan appreciatively. "It's fucking nice."
"I dunno, Con," replies Silas, tracing his fingers along my crack. "I'm having trouble not just going to town on the fine-ass keister of this gentleman over here."
At this point, the two of us make direct eye contact for the first time, each of us thinking that we know where this situation is headed but not wanting to get ourselves too worked up.
"Well, crap, bud," says Silas. "I'm starting to get weirdly horny as per usual. Check out my boner."
He proceeds to pull off his jockstrap, freeing the ridiculous beast of his wang, which springs out solid as a bar of steel and whaps against his supremely cut abs, leaving a snotty trail of precum.
"Same, dude," said Connor. "Look at how hard my dick is already."
He whips out his own specimen, a colossal uncut cock that makes you inhale with zeal, considering that you've almost never seen something so comically large and mouthwateringly magnificent, dripping with dong juice, its dickhead flaring and pulsating with power, its shaft so long and thick that all you can think about is how badly you need to feel it inside you.
"I think we're gonna have to get some of these raging hormones out," said Silas. "Probably in need of a wank fest underneath the spray of the showers."
"Oh hell yeah," said Connor. "I'm totally in. Think these dudes want to join us?"
"I dunno, man. What do you guys think? Interested in a little post-workout circle jerk?"
You and I say nothing but it's like I can read your mind and know that you're thinking about how much your hard cock aches right now, how desperately you need to get your rocks off. Precum is just straight up flooding from the end of your majestic piece right now, coating your large nuts and falling down to the floor. Without a word, we follow the two incredible specimens of manhood into the showers.
"Woah, geez," says Connor, the minute we step onto the warm tiles. "It's like super slippery in here today. I hope nobody accidentally falls and does something embarrassing."
"What was that, Con?" says Silas, who had bent over to pick up a bar of soap, exposing the insane sight of his perfectly tight asshole to everyone around.
"Dude," says Connor. "You know you just flashed your gorgeous hairy puck at these two random strangers, right?"
"Unnfff," says Silas. "No idea why I did that. But my hole is twitching like crazy right now. Think you could help me out, bro?"
This last request was aimed at you, Silas sticking out his pert and fuzzy heinie in your direction, pointing his fingers directly at that muscled bullseye and bidding you closer. Unable to control yourself, you fall down on your knees, place your nose in that superlative crack, and inhale with zeal. The himbo hunk's beefed-up backdoor smells like a sweaty heaven and you can't help but unfurl your tongue and begin eating out that ass like a pro.
"MMhhmmmm!" moans Silas. "Hell yeah. Feels so fine having you toss my salad like that. Oh man! Your tongue just went super deep into my hole. GOD! That's incredible."
And beneath your lingual ministrations, Silas's keister unfurls, getting pliant and slippery as you work it open with your spit. It tastes ambrosial, like the best piece of ass you've ever munched on, brawny and furry and ridiculously delicious. Your dong is sticking straight up like a flagpole, your balls churning up so much prong sauce that you can feel your sack getting fuller and heavier as you continue your expert rim job.
"Dude!" says Connor, indignant. "I thought we were gonna JO in here with these bros. What gives, Si?"
"Unnfffff," says Silas, his eyes rolling back. "I... uhmmm... don't know. Mmmmm... think this stud might have slipped and fell into my crack somehow."
"I don't see how that's possible.... woahhhhhh...." says Connor, suddenly losing his own balance.
He plonks down right behind you, his long wet tongue immediately slipping into your exposed asshole, causing you to whimper with ecstasy as he plunges it in and out. The feeling of getting your caboose devoured by that strong stupid stud is almost more than you can take and nice honking glob of precum comes squirting out the end of your supremely hard cock-head.
"Connor!" cries Silas, looking over his shoulder. "I told you to watch out. Here let me help."
But instead of doing so, he just turns around, bringing the brobdingnagian weight of his massive boner towards your face, slapping you across the cheeks with its girthy shaft. His precum paints you with unprocessed nut butter, his enormous swinging stones whapping you a few times with their hairy heft. You groan and moan appreciatively as Connor's tongue sunders your backdoor, the entire situation so arousing you can barely contain yourself. You open your mouth and stick out your tongue, making eye contact with Silas, who looks down and runs his hand through your wet hair.
"You know what's funny, bud?" he asks. "My body is telling me that it needs me to shove my insane uncut pocket monster into your craw and them sperm down your throat. Would that be cool?"
With tears of joy running from your eyes, you nod.
"Okay, bro," Silas says. "I guess you're just full of raging hormones yourself. And I know the best way to quench that fire is to get injected by a heaping helping of fresh stallion sauce."
Without another word, he plunges his colossal baton into your eager orifice, sinking that ridiculous shaft all the way to the base, stretching out your lips and throat. Silas begins to face-fuck you without mercy, just railing the crap out of you, his hips slamming back and forth, his nuts crashing over and again against your chin. You choke and gasp from the assault, having never before been able to take such an enormous piece with ease, blissful at the chance to service such a fine specimen of brawn and vigor.
"MMFFF, MFFFF!" Silas cries. "Hell yeah, dude. Take that fucking cock! You're such a sexy mother-fucker!"
"Hey, Si," says Connor, getting up from his rim job. "I think this jock needs to get plowed from the back as well. Or, at least, that's what my hormones are telling me right now. Is that alright, man? Can I stuff your butt with my ginormous gonzo cock?"
He doesn't even wait for you to answer before standing up and pressing the flaring wet end of his gorgeous uncut dick-tip against your awaiting asshole. Slick with nut ooze, that elephantine prize pries open your fundament and sinks straight down to the balls in one smooth move. Spread open to a breathtaking extent, your hole shivers with pleasure, sending waves of bliss through your body and causing your dong to fire a single shot of hot sticky skeet at Connor's colossal instrument plays against your keyed-up prostate. Spit-roasted between two insanely cut jocks, each of them sweating and full of stank as they breed you silly with their salacious sausages, you get taken away to a place beyond time, where nothing exists but the supreme carnal delight of beefy man-on-man action.
"Unnngghh," says Silas. "It's so hot to watch you smash that fine ass, Connor."
"Back at you, lover," said Connor. "Amazing you watch you pound this guy's beautiful face. Can't believe we get to indulge in such hot sex scenes all the time together."
"The only thing that would make it better," says Silas, looking over at me. "Is if this thick-dicked gentleman would do me the pleasure of scratching the itch in my hole by shoving his large dong up in there."
Needing no further encouragement, I come over and introduce my gargantuan uncut pipe to Silas' hairy heinie. Pinching those fuzzy nipples, I slide right into Silas' rear entry, biting his neck and luxuriating in the feeling of his massive marble cheeks coming to rest against my libidinous crotch. As I fuck Silas in the butt, he continues to plow your mouth while Connor works your other end with his incredible organ, the four of us locked into a realm of unbridled lust, barely noticing that dozens of other dudes have gathered around to watch our little orgiastic encounter. Sweaty men are openly jacking their ginormous uncut cocks throughout the showers and out in the locker room, the sexual energy turning up to eleven as they begin pawing at each other's chests and tickling each other's balls.
Meanwhile, Silas has backed his prodigious pipe out of your mouth so that he could bend over and expose more of his fine fuzzy ass to my dongtastic offensive. Connor continues to rail your sensitive and needy hole with all the heft and power that his colossal pole can provide. As he does so, your brain enters another plane of existence, swept away by the licentious action that is making your entire body feel like its on fire. You and Silas begin to make out like horny bandits, your face rubbing against his lovely bearded cheeks as you both hold onto one another for dear life and take the sterling dicks currently reaming you out.
"Unnnfff, unnfff!" says Connor, sticking his tongue out like a puppy and rolling his eyes to the back of his head. "Jesus, Si, you have got to try this ass. It's unbelievable!"
"Mrrff, mrrfff," says Silas as I bang him senseless. "Well you should try this cock, bud, cause it's one of the finest that's ever been inside me!"
"Wanna switch?"
"Oh hell yeah!"
And so the two horny hunky himbos change positions so that Silas is introducing his dripping and intimidating organ into your keyed-up backside while Connor has spread his smooth strapping cheeks open to accommodate my significant rod. The four of us get right back into action, giving the folks around us an amazing display of passionate pounding. The orgy is starting now in earnest as dudes give themselves up to dicks, getting down on their knees to shove enormous anacondas in their mouths or leaning against walls to get plowed in the keister by monumental dongs. A group even comes over and joins us, cramming their titanic titans into me and Connor's open holes and you and Silas's awaiting mouths so that no orifice is going unstuffed at this frenzy of sweaty fucking and fine-ass men. Things get all topsy-turvy for a while, nobody knowing where one person begins and another ends, just a tumult of limbs and bodies and cheeks and lips and balls and wangs.
You come to in the steamy scene looking directly ahead at six strapping studs hoisting me in the air, spreading open my legs to display my lewd backdoor. With a lecherous nod, I invite you to come forward and present your stupendous sausage into my already well-used hole. MMMFFFNNN, fuck, bro, it feels so fine to have you bang my bung with your amazing instrument. You're a master cocksman, a sexpert at the art of lovemaking, and so freaking handsome to boot. Hell yeah, break me open with that ridiculous rod as these stanky gentlemen allow you to use my ass to the fullest extent. The two of us are united in a realm of absolute rapture, every inch of our skins aroused beyond measure, loving the sensations that we're providing one another.
"Dang, dude," says Silas behind you. "That is one fucking hot scene over there."
"Ffffff," says Connor, sucking in air through his teeth. "I wouldn't mind getting a piece of that action."
"Ah, well, Con, I was kinda hoping I'd get to use that guy's fantastic puck again."
"Oh, sorry, Si. My body is sorta telling me I've got to clap those cheeks as well."
"Hmmm... you know what, bro? I wonder if we don't have to choose."
"What do you mean?"
"Like, what if we both went at this dude's first-rate ass at the same time with our mondo dongs?"
"Woah. Do you really think that's possible?"
"Yeah, bud. I bet he could take it."
Even as you continue to pound me, you feel two hands on your shoulders and the flaring dick-tips of two slick salamis tracing against your horny hole.
"What do you think, man?" Silas whispers into your ear. "Want to try getting DP'ed by our massive monsters?"
"Mmnnnn," says Connor. "I'm kinda already slipping inside, babe."
"Unnghhh, yeah," says Silas. "That's so hot, watching your huge cobra crack open that back. Hhmmmm, looks like mine is following it in."
Your eyes bug out of your head as you realize that two of the biggest dicks you've ever seen in your entire life are somehow sliding into your worked-up back entrance with nary any problem. Your hole stretches to an extent you've never before imagined, the pleasure in your body multiplying upon itself as you feel my own snug man snatch squeeze around your aching shaft.
"Awww fuck, bro," says Connor, kissing the back of your neck. "You are, like, a pro at this."
"Feels so freaking good, dude," says Silas. "Getting to take this ass with my bestie."
"Mmmm... absolutely, bud. Your cock is so powerful. I can feel it pulsing next to mine inside this guy's hole."
"For sure, man. This is one of the best things we've ever done."
And so, they proceed to double-dick you down with their mammoth members, hitting every inch of your randy hole with masculine aplomb. The joint action sends your own sizable dumbo in and out of my ass as the men all around us whistle and grunt, spurring us onward with their excited calls. The rising tension in your body is almost too much to bear and you can feel your balls contracting as your rear channel gets raided like never before. Everyone is in an altered state of being by this point, completely enraptured by the fantastic fucking they are experiencing. You're just absolutely railing my prostate with your incredible baton while your own back compartment receives a phenomenal incursion by Silas and Connor's mighty cum guns.
Even though nobody is touching my dick, I'm the first to go off, reaching an explosive climax from anal stimulation alone that propels a bucket of fresh nut sauce from my cock-end and into the air, spraying all over your chest and face as well as the bodies of the men around us. Aroused by the sight, Connor and Silas hoot and holler, screwing up their eyes as they bang you more insistently than before. At the exact same time, they each achieve a monumental orgasm, shuddering and shaking as they begin expelling loads of hot prong condiment into your complaisant rear. The injection is so profuse that a cascade of raw cum comes dripping out your ass, coating their nutsacs and falling to the floor. It's then that you attain your own mind-bending apogee, your super-hard cock releasing heaping helpings of hot sticky jizm right into my needy nethers. All four of us howl with delight as our high points crest and then subside, each of us panting from the exertion of discharging so much sexual energy right here in the locker room.
The men around us release me so that they can now give themselves to one another, continuing their salacious orgy beneath the showers. You, me, Connor, and Silas take a moment to embrace one another and make out, telling each other how incredible that was even as we start looking at the nearby scenes of carnal delight and thinking that we definitely have at least one more round left in us. But for now, I will leave the four of us here and bid all my readers a joyous goodbye for this story has come to its natural conclusion.
THE END
Lol, alright, well it took a bit longer than usual to get out. Hopefully nobody was left hanging for too long. I also know there might be some consent issues with placing you in this story but everyone probably understands that it's all in good fun. It's been a fun ride with Connor and Silas, but for now I think we're done with these two sexy himbos. Happy to hear any comments, questions, or just horny thoughts at sirarthurpornandoyle@yahoo.com. As always, please help keep Nifty running by donating at https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html