Feelings of Security, Part 11 by lennoxbear@aol.com
Sunday morning Eric and Tom went out for a brisk run in the woods but the cool November air kept them from fooling around at their favorite spot. When they got back to the house, their houseguests were slowly congregating and attempting coffee. They had all had a sex filled weekend and were sorry to see it end. But they all agreed that they needed to get some rest and back to their normal routines. Frank and Don made a huge breakfast to feed the sex crazed army and soon guys were making their good-byes. Tom informed Kyle and Mark that Eric and he were going to move Tom's stuff to Eric's over the next few days. Kyle hugged his brother and teased him that he would have to make frequent visits to keep up with the fucking.
Eric broke the news to Marsh and Jack who offered to help move Tom. Eric said Tom didn't have a lot of stuff but their help is always appreciated. As the last of their guests departed Eric and Tom cleaned up any debris from the weekend sexfest that might possibly scare the cleaning ladies and sat back to enjoy some quiet time together. They worked out a plan to move Eric's few belongings, mostly clothes and computer stuff first. Monday night after work Eric met Tom at his parents' house to help with his stuff. Tom's parents hugged Tom and Eric and wished them the best. His mother seemed a bit broken up but teased Eric that she wasn't losing a son but gaining another really big muscular one. Kyle kissed them both at the trucks before they drove off and watched as his brother drove away to the next phase of his life.
The next few evenings were spent getting Tom settled in, clothes stored in closets and computer set up in the extra bedroom that doubled as a guestroom and office. Eric didn't once let any of their activities keep them from working out or eating high protein dinners. Both men noticed their bodies growing again and getting bigger and thicker. Tom's work jeans were as snug as if they had been painted on. Darrell and Ron were constantly amazed at his muscle growth. Unfortunately, so were the redneck construction workers who continued to make comments and catcalls to Tom when they saw him. They were only brave in a group and alone couldn't even look him in the eyes. Eric alerted Darrel and Ron to keep an eye on them and warned the construction company that he would not tolerate their behavior
Midway through December, Tom was approaching freaky muscle size and having a hard time controlling his dick and balls. All a man had to do was look Tom's way and he would break out in a sweat. His balls would swell and his asshole started to twitch. He was not happy with the sexual side effects but the sheer muscle size was more than making up for it. Not to mention that Eric had continued to improve and their sex at night would leave them exhausted and covered in cum. Tom couldn't get enough of Eric's monster cock and Eric was more than happy to oblige.
Eric had also been having difficulty controlling his sex drive. Several times at lunch Marsh and Jack and he would lock themselves in Eric's office. Eric would fuck his two buddies both twice in an hour and still eat an enormous lunch. Marsh and Jack didn't seem to mind. The activity was spurring their own intensity at the gym and adding more muscle to their frames.
Two Friday's after Tom moved in he found himself staying late at work to finish a last minute project. As he walked across the dimly lit parking lot to his rusty pickup, he noticed a beat up Dodge van slowly approaching him. He quickened his pace a bit as the van pulled up next to him and one of the construction guys who had taunted him hung out of the window.
"Working late muscle boy? Heading home to your faggot boyfriend? Or are you looking for a few dicks to service?" Tom kept walking gauging the length to his truck to still be 10 car lengths. "We got four dicks here that we think you'd like. By the look of that dick, I think you're hot to get that ass fucked good." The van sped up enough to cut Tom off before he could reach his truck. It screeched to a halt as the side door opened and two of the goons jumped out. The guy on the passenger side also jumped out and slammed Tom against the back of his neck with both of his fists locked together. Tom stumbled forward as he felt a hard kick to his ass. The three men were joined by a fourth who dragged the dazed boy into the truck as it took off out of the gate.
In the van, the four men quickly wrapped duct tape around Tom's ankles. He felt a hard fist across his face and tasted blood in his mouth. He was flipped over face down as his jacket was pulled off and his T-shirt ripped from his body. A couple more kicks to the ribs kept him from fighting back enough for the thugs to tape his hands together. Tom was flipped over on his back again as one of the men slipped a smelly foul cock into his mouth. Another slap across his face told him he better suck it carefully if he wanted to keep his teeth. He felt his jeans being pulled down and two mouths sucking his elongated nipples. The van came to a sudden stop and the driver joined in the humiliation.
Tom felt the fists pummeling his body and face and the kicks knocking the wind from him. His limp body was draped over a tool chest as the men took turns raping his ass. He no longer had the ability to fight. The blood was oozing from his mouth onto the cock slapping his face and his left eye was swelling shut. He remembered the first two men shooting their loads up his ass. The others cheered as the biggest most hate filled one greased his fist and pressed against Tom's gaping hole. Tom screamed as much as he could with his mouth filled with cock. The man rammed his fist and forearm as far into Tom as he could. Tom felt the twisting of the arm inside his body. Pain was shooting up his back. The fist was yanked from his butt, which caused Tom to jerk backward, and the cock to fall from his mouth. He pleaded with them to stop. His pleading only got him punched across the face several more times. He felt the fucking resume, but lost consciousness after that.
Eric was at home preparing dinner and waiting for his boy to get there to start their Friday night mega-workout. The phone rang about 6:30 and Eric heard a frantic Darrell on the other end. Darrell and Ron witnessed the van and the men who dragged Tom off. They had called the police and reported the abduction but the police were not sure there was enough evidence to warrant a search. Eric called Vic and Ted and asked what he could do. They told him to remain calm. They would go out on patrol and look for the van. Eric called Tom's parents who had already received a phone call from the police informing them that their son may have been abducted. They were staying by the phone but Kyle and Mark were out looking for any sign of Tom. They would call Eric if they heard anything and he promised to do the same.
He called Marsh and Jack who came over to wait by the phone as Eric went out to look for Tom. All of their friends were out scouting for Eric's lover. He drove around all the back roads and streets in his pickup, waiting for his cell phone to ring. He finally pulled over at a truck stop near one of the interstates and cried. For all his size and muscle he felt completely helpless to do anything and blamed himself for not bringing an end to the construction company's contract when the first sign of trouble started. He never saw the police cars and ambulance going by.
Tom could hear the voices but couldn't stay focused enough to respond or even open his eyes. He was lying very still in a bed and sensed movement and equipment in the room. He felt himself drifting off to sleep and couldn't quite grasp what was happening. His body felt like one huge numb jaw after going to the dentist. He tried opening his mouth but couldn't tell if any of his muscles were responding. He began to recognize who might be talking and thought he heard his parents and Kyle. No matter how hard he willed, he couldn't speak or see.
Again he heard a voice. It seemed to be saying to call if anything changes. He wanted to scream for them not to leave but his mouth felt swollen and his throat hurt like hell. He lay there trying to concentrate and finally became aware of something in his left hand. Someone was holding his hand. He concentrated on opening his eyes and squeezing the hand. His arm wouldn't respond but there now seemed to be some light to his vision. His right eye began to slowly focus in the dimly lit room. He figured he had to be in a hospital bed but couldn't see much more than the ceiling. After what seemed like an hour, his vision cleared more and he struggled to move his head toward the direction of his left hand. The pain in his neck momentarily blacked out his vision, but it came back and he could see the head of a person next to him. They were face down on the side of the bed but holding his hand. It was Eric but Tom could still not speak.
He switched his attention to making his hand move. He couldn't tell if he was succeeding or not but the man looked up and saw him watching. Eric's face changed instantly to one of joy and pain. Tears began streaming down his face and he carefully kissed Tom on the forehead.
"Don't move anymore, just rest. I signaled for the doctor. You're going to be OK but are a pretty beat up mess." Eric's hand was squeezing his again and the other was wiping his face with a wet towel. His vision was almost normal in his right eye. The doctor came in and checked him. He softly told him he was going to be pretty sore. The beating left him with some broken ribs, a hairline fracture in his right leg, and a badly battered face. No major organs were damaged but he did have a concussion and needed to be still and rest.
He heard Eric talking on the phone to his parents. He told him they would be down soon. He looked at Eric's face and saw a tired, worn, haggard man who hadn't shaved for quite awhile and whose eyes were red from crying. He felt his hand being squeezed and for the first time felt himself able to squeeze back. The doctor explained the meds and IV he was receiving. He saw Eric hug the doctor. The doctor told him he also needed to get some rest but Eric insisted he would be fine. The doctor kissed Eric on the cheek and walked out. Eric continued to rub and squeeze Tom's hand and kiss his forehead. He explained that Vic and Ted had found him in a back alley behind a warehouse not far from the offices of the construction company. The guys were obviously not too bright. They found his jacket and wallet. His belongings were intact but they had left him bound, gagged and near naked in the cold December air. Vic didn't think he had been there long and was lucky to have not suffered from exposure.
He went on to explain that Darrel and Ron had been witnesses to his abduction and had given the police a complete description to the whole event. It was easy for the security guard to supply the license number to the van. Vic and Ted had located it with a couple other of their cop buddies and arrested the driver. The other four men had not been seen these last few days. The police had a list of their names and addresses from the company and a search was on for them. He would still have to identify everyone but that would have to wait until he was stronger.
Darrel and Ron had picked his lunch box up in the parking lot and the police finally let Eric take his pickup home. The construction company had released a statement that they would no longer tolerate this kind of behavior in employees and has begun to screen out problem staff. They were also picking up part of the cost of Tom's care and recuperation. Eric was taking care of the rest. He explained the doctor was also the man who had developed the special supplements they had been taking and would see to it that Tom got the best medical care he could give.
Eric watched as a tear rolled down Tom's bruised cheek. He struggled to form words. He had a tube in his throat, which accounted for some of the scratchiness and his lips were very swollen and bruised. Tom squeezed Eric's hand as hard as he could and managed to whisper "love you." The two men spoke with their eyes as Eric wiped Tom's face and head and told him he would be able to go home in a few days but that he would have to take some time off to regain his strength.
His parents arrived a little while later and his mother was gushing more tears than he had ever seen in his life. They talked with the doctor and seemed quite happy that Tom was coming around. They didn't press him to talk or interact and left so he could get some rest. Kyle arrived later and could hardly speak. All Eric could do was hold him and Tom squeezed his hand. He stayed to chat with Tom awhile and offered to keep Eric company but was pushed out the door to go study. Tom was periodically dozing off and Eric sat quietly in the room and read. Tom would wake up and see the huge muscle man slumped in a chair his head against the bed and his hand holding Tom's.
The next few days brought quite a bit of improvement for Tom. He began speaking in a whisper and asking to know the extent of his injuries. The doctor held a mirror up to his face. Tom couldn't believe the bruised and battered face was his. One eye was still slightly swollen and both were heavily black and blue. Even the whites of his eyes showed trauma. His lips were still swollen but were slowly receding. The doctor, Dr. Pratt, explained the extent of the rest of his injuries and how long it would take for him to recover and regain his strength. He also explained the men had used his balls as a punching bag and they were swollen to the size of a soccer ball. That would be painful for several more days. The hairline fracture in his leg looked good and could be controlled with a Velcro brace, but no football. Tom laughed but only made his lip bleed.
Visitors dropped by to wish him well. Marsh and Jack came by frequently to bring work for Eric who refused to leave. He would work in the room while Tom slept and kept things operating with his cell phone. Vic and Ted stopped in to update him on the arrests. They had located all four men. Darrell and Ron had given positive ID's and Tom would be expected to do so as soon as he was able. Ted teased Vic for crying when they had found Tom and being an old softy at heart. Vic just stood quietly smiling and with as much control as he could muster vowed to work to fight hate crimes. He did manage a few tears and Eric hugged him. Tom was touched at the compassion of the two beefy cops and squeezed their hands. It was still the main point of physical communication for him.
By the end of the week, Dr. Pratt signed the release papers for Tom to go home. Kyle and Eric gathered him up and loaded him into the Lincoln for the homecoming. Tom's parents were at Eric's waiting and they all worked to get Tom as comfortable as possible. He walked with the aid of a cane but was determined to be back in the gym as soon as possible. Eric was able to run things from his home office as Tom settled into relax and recuperate. Shortly after his parents and Kyle left, Tom began hinting at how horny he had become. Eric teased him about being a true horn dog. He also explained that some things would have to wait. The raping and fisting had left him torn and just steps away from some serious complications. Pratt had advised that some extracurricular activities would have to be put aside for the time being. However, there were some things they could still do. Eric climbed onto the big bed and pulled down Tom's sweats.
He took the meaty cock into his mouth and slowly began sucking Tom to full erection. He worked Tom's still slightly bruised nipples very carefully and soon had Tom moaning loudly. He knew exactly what places to tease on the big cock to get Tom twitching with lust. He stroked the fleshy tool and soon had Tom's cum blasting across the poor boys abs. Tom lay their panting trying to reach Eric's obviously excited basket but Eric pulled his hand away.
"I'll get you a towel. But you aren't too over extend yourself. You need rest." Eric left to get a towel from the bathroom and Tom sat there staring at the huge wad of sperm covering his furry abs. How long had it been anyway? Eric returned and cleaned the mess from Tom's stomach and then slowly striped off his clothes and stood on the bed above his boy. He teasingly stroked his long, flaccid cock into full erection and toyed with is thick full nipples as Tom watched, licking his dry lips. Tom pulled his sweatshirt off completely and begged for his lover's hot load. Eric posed and flexed his huge muscles making his enormous cock bounce out of Tom's reach. He finally let Tom play with his balls as he jacked himself and shot his load on Tom's chest. Tom rubbed the hot cum into his chest and added another load of his own. Eric walked Tom to the shower and tenderly washed them both. He bathed Tom in thick soapy suds and played with his muscles. His theory was the interaction would speed Tom's healing process. The full array of nozzles massaged them and they pressed their naked bodies together for the first time in many days. Tom didn't notice Eric's tears mixing with the shower. Afterwards Tom took a long nap but woke up to find Eric working nude in his office.
"Too lazy to get dressed?"
"No, a long time ago I said I thought we should be naked whenever possible in this house. I'm just living up to that ideal. Also, I know you can't work out but I am going to hit the gym and would love to have you there to watch. I think we both need to get our paths to recovery on completely positive tracks."
"Oh man, torture me," Tom faked stumbling around, "Watching you pump your body and my not begin able to workout, ouch. Besides, I'm all battered and bruised and black and blue. I can't workout. I have this damned Velcro corset on my leg and my ribs are a mess. You really want to look at that? Naked?"
"I want you there for support and critique, not to mention playing around afterwards. I love your body, bruised as it is. Things will heal and the bruises will go away and then I will really want to have you around naked." Eric finished the work he was doing and herded Tom toward the basement gym. For the next hour and a half, he pumped and worked out for Tom. He would ask feedback on form and technique. It got Tom involved even though he couldn't lift, and it got him out of bed and moving around to promote his recovery. When he was finished, Eric slyly sauntered toward the playroom. "You're hands work fine, I think you can finish my tit workout." Eric reached overhead for the cuffs hanging from the ceiling. He couldn't cuff himself in since Tom couldn't reach up to uncuff him, but he could hold on and give his boy access to his pumped pecs. Tom eagerly worked the chest he missed for the last few days. Each twist, pinch, suck and nibble was intensified until Eric was moaning for more. His cock was flopping from side to side against his veined quads. Eric watched his boy do everything he had taught him and then some. He felt the need for release building in his balls.
"There are something's I think you can do, even if you aren't completely up to snuff." Eric dropped his hands and grabbed Tom's rock hard cock. He walked over to the sling, leading Tom by his cock. He got in and lubed his ass for Tom. "Fuck time for daddy, do me Tom."
"Oh fuck," Tom groaned before he even had his cock lubed and sliding into the muscle butt. He couldn't quite guide the sling back and forth but once they had the rhythm going things worked well. Eric worked his nips as Tom pummeled his hot butt. "Oh fucking hell, you are so hot inside. Yeah, sir, tighten down on that cock." Tom stroked Eric's big dick and finally used it to pull Eric tight as he shot his load. Eric's cum hurdled over him and off the back wall. He shot several more gobs onto his flexing abs.
"Oh man, that was intense, I think I overdid it, I'm dizzy." Tom stumbled backwards and heard his dick make a loud sucking sound as it pulled from Eric's butt. Eric jumped out of the sling and wrapped his arms around Tom to steady him. He could see Tom's cum oozing down his inner thighs in the mirror. Both men were sweaty and sticky with cum but Eric held Tom for several minutes. Tom felt the wetness on his neck and back. He looked up to see tears streaming from Eric's steel blue eyes.
"I can't explain how I felt, the night you were missing and I thought you might be dead. I sat on the side of the road and cried for 30minutes I bet. It hit me hard how much I wanted you in my life and to think that so soon after moving in here, I might have lost you. I couldn't think what I might do. To lose David to a motorcycle accident and then to possibly lose you to a bunch of ignorant hate mongers, well, I......" He pulled Tom back to him and held him as tightly as he dared with the bruised, cracked ribs. "I love you so much."
"When I was in the van and these guys were beating on me, all I could think about was you. I thought if I concentrated on you it would all end and be fine. Then, when I was struggling in the hospital bed to make out the voices and I realized one was yours, I was so happy to be alive. I love you sir, Eric, so much, but I'm still dizzy. Hold me."
"OK, so fucking my butt was a bit too much for the old concussion. We need to get you upstairs cleaned up and fed. We can relax and watch TV. Tom, Dr. Pratt, is stopping by soon." Eric led him back upstairs to the bathroom and to the shower that had become an integral part of their life and love. They decided maybe Tom, the doctor, might not always want to see them naked so they opted for sweats. Eric heated the frozen dinners Tom's mother had prepared. They finally sat down to relax and Tom dozed in and out next to Eric. The doorbell rang and Eric got up to find Marsh and Jack on the doorstep carrying a dessert. The doc arrived before he shut the door.
Eric hugged the beefy doctor and led him to the TV room. "You're looking much better than the last time I saw you. You were starting to look a little funky in that hospital room watching over this boy. So, how's the patient?" He sat down next to Tom and started checking him out.
Tom hadn't realized how beefy the other Tom was in the hospital. Having this man's hands checking him out was feeling pretty good.
"OK, we have an erection. The guy's feeling much better." The doctor smiled and patted Tom's obvious basket. Marsh and Jack walked into the room with plates for everyone.
"Is this a new therapy for recovery, I want to try." Marsh winked at Tom and heard Jack let out a deep sigh.
The five men sat and chatted and discussed what the best route was for Tom's full recovery. Mostly it revolved around lots of sex. The doctor gave Eric the box he had brought. "I took the liberty to tweak the supplements for Tom to include more of the herbal things for better recovery, improved sex and to sustain muscle."
"I get dizzy when I have sex." Everyone shut up and all heads turned toward Eric whose face was bright red.
"All right, I thought it would help his outlook. It certainly helped mine. And he's fine now."
Marsh and Jack just rolled their eyes and ate. The other Tom just shook his head and chuckled. "They do say the best recovery is at home in familiar surroundings, so if you consider Eric's butt home.."
"Bitch."
"Bingo, I guessed that right. You may be a hard ass Top man, but that ass gets hungry from time to time."
"Damn right, and my son knows how to make me feel real good."
"That's enough. We either need to have more pie, or all go have sex," Jack got up and walked back to the kitchen, "Hey, doc, it's time for my annual physical."
"Well, Tom, I'm glad you are doing fine and I am sure Eric will take very good care of you." Tom got up to leave but not before Marsh copped a feel of the prominent basket. "You looking for a little anal probe buddy?"
"You offering?"
"Yeah, your place or mine?"
"Ours, it's closer. Jack, get your coat. Leave the pie for these guys. Well dudes, hate to eat and run to fuck but it's Thursday night and this will be a hot segue to the weekend. Besides, the other box we brought has work for Eric. Sorry Tom."
Marsh put on his coat as Tom groped his muscular butt. Jack walked back through the TV room and kissed Eric and Tom.
"See ya guys. I guess my dick just isn't enough." Jack let out another sigh.
"Hey, this is a medical thing." Marsh led the two men who were about to get very lucky out of the front door.
Eric sat and looked at his Tom, "What just happened?"
"I'm not sure, but the pie is really good." Eric took the dishes out to the kitchen and came back to watch TV. Tom was soon asleep against him. Eric sat with his arm around his boy for another hour before waking him to go to bed. Tom snuggled on his side as best he could against Eric and pulled the big cock between his thighs. Something's just feel right.
The next few days leading up to Christmas were spent trying to make up for lost time. Tom was not as physically up for shopping as he thought and had to depend on Eric or Kyle to help him. Tom was a bit cash short since he wasn't working at present but decided to splurge where he could anyway. He managed to get Eric several home office items for his computer so that Eric's work at home would become more efficient and easier. The efficiency would lead to more time for them to be together. He managed to come up with items for his family that more than filled the bill. He had Eric find a harness for Kyle, in addition to the sweaters and clothes Kyle so desperately needed. They just had to find the right time to give it to him.
Kyle had become addicted to the gym, thanks to Eric, Tom and Mark. He was making tremendous gains and was looking a bit shabby in the clothing department. Eric got Kyle and Mark a bunch of stuff to start their apartment together in January.
Tom was so busy wrapping up his last minute items and details that Eric didn't bother him for sex. He had been recovering very quickly and the tweaked supplements from Tom Pratt had more than heightened their sex life. By Christmas Eve, Tom was looking pretty much like his old self and would be back at work the week after Christmas. He was anxious to get back. He was curled up in bed when Eric slipped under the covers and already z'ing away. Eric figured the activities had worn him out and it was best for him to sleep.
Christmas morning Tom woke Eric up with the tenacity of a puppy needing to go out. He was busily sucking away at Eric's nipples and stroking his lover's cock, when Eric finally opened his eyes.
"Guess we're feeling all rested and just a bit horny this morning, eh?"
"All the better to show you one of my gifts to you," Tom straddled Eric's waist and plopped his hard cock across the sculpted abs. There in the center of the mushroom head was a shiny new PA. "It comes with a chain to attach to keep control of me."
"Hmmm," Eric gave him and evil grin, "And when did you have that done?"
"Yesterday. Frank did it."
"That fucker, really does keep a secret." Eric rolled to the nightstand to pull out a small box. Tom opened the container and found two new nipple bars. "One is to replace the one you lost in the ambush. And the other is for your other tit. Frank was coming over later to do that for you. I'll be able to get really good use out of that chain." He gently tugged on the PA and Tom stretched out to kiss him.
"One other gift, from Tom Pratt." Tom rolled over onto his back and raised his legs. "He said it was OK for you to fuck me again. Everything is healed and good as new. Well, he did say we had to take it slowly and be careful."
""Well, my horny little dog, we have to be at your parents in an hour."
"Shit, Twice tonight then." Tom headed to the bathroom and began shaving his head and trimming his beard. Eric stood behind him doing his and then pulled him into the hot shower. They were 30 minutes late getting to Tom's parents. But they figured they would still do it twice that night.
Tom was heading to the garage with their packages but Eric steered him to the front door saying they weren't going to have to drive the Lincoln if they didn't want. He handed Tom the keys to a new Ford F-150 with all the bells and whistles.
"You shouldn't have. This costs way too much."
"I know but it doesn't come close to one tenth of how I feel about you." They loaded the packages into the second seat and Tom promised Eric he would get very lucky later.
The holiday with Tom's parents was fast paced with friends and relatives dropping by all day. Tom's father had no hesitation in introducing Eric as his son's lover, which made the two men very proud. Kyle was hot over Tom's PA and showed them the tattoo Mark had given him for his "new" and growing delt. They made Kyle promise he would be over the next day to get the other gifts they couldn't bring. Dinner was another food fest that sent them all into a need for a nap afterwards.
They finally got home at 8 PM and had a chance to open the rest of their gifts. Eric was floored with the computer equipment and how Tom had organized his home office. It even included software updates with 100 links to leather and muscle sites.
Tom had already been overwhelmed by the truck and wasn't expecting to receive anything else when Eric produced more leather items for him. The PA chain would look great hanging from the shorts with codpiece not to mention add a new dimension to a full leather cop uniform. The uniform came with a weekend in Chicago with Ted and Vic. Eric had also ordered a uniform for himself. The four of them could get into a lot of trouble with the uniform guys.
Tom was modeling his new uniform, which didn't fit as snugly as intended. Eric had ordered it before Tom's assault when Tom's pump was greater. But starting next week, he would be back in the gym working his way back to adding muscle. Eric wrapped his arm around Tom's neck and pulled his boy to him. They tongue wrestled for several minutes as his hands worked from tits to crotch and back. He never let his arm break from Tom's neck as he undid the snaps on the uniform shirt and reached in for a better grip on the nips. He roughly pawed the bubble butt.
"That butt is mine tonight boy." Eric wrapped his thick arm around Tom's neck and kissed him long, hard and deeply. His other hand slid into the leather pants and the deep cleft between the ass cheeks. He let his finger play with Tom's asshole, teasing the sensitive opening. He kissed up and down Tom's neck and in his lowest, deepest voice described what he wanted to do to Tom. He licked and bit the boy's neck lightly between phrases. His finger probed deeper into the moist butt.
"Sir, yes, sir." Tom slipped out of his clothes and knelt on the side of the bed. He lowered his shoulders to expose his butt for Eric's use. Eric slapped the firm flesh and Tom growled. He knelt behind Tom and slowly licked from the base of the big balls to the top of his asscrack. Eric rimmed his almost like virgin hole and felt he was being drawn in. A new more intense need for his boy's body was developing. It was like a new feeling of intense heat overcame his whole being. His tongue felt like it was deep into Tom's warm hot ass. He lubed his cock and slid the full length against Tom. He teased him by humping the slick butt and pushing the tip against the puckered opening but never penetrating more than an inch. Tom was begging him to slide it in to his nuts. Eric finally pushed in slowly until he heard Tom's breath escaping in low moans. Tom felt like a rag doll being screwed and felt his prostate being skewered by Eric's cock. Tom felt this whole body shudder with each thrust. His cock bouncing wildly with the weight of the ring through the head.
Eric slammed into Tom and used his hand to slowly pull down on the big floppy balls. He stretched them until he heard Tom's moans rise in pitch with some pain and then let up only to pull down again. Tom straightened his arms to push back against Eric's thrusts. He watched his cock bouncing up and down against his abs as he was being fucked. He watched as Eric's muscles flexed with each drive. The leg and ass muscles alone were hypnotic. Eric shifted position slightly and hit smack on against Tom's hot spot. He felt himself getting close and his ass tightened on the horse dick in his butt. Eric flipped them over so Tom was lying on his back on top of him as he gave it several last shoves. He grabbed Tom's flailing cock and stroked hard sending gobs of cum up onto his pecs and into his beard. Eric filled Tom's hole to overflowing and felt it running out onto his own balls.
They lay still for several minutes until their breathing returned to normal. "Are you OK?" I didn't hurt you in any way did I?"
"No, I'm fine. I realize it was only a couple of weeks since we could play around but seems like an eternity. I really missed that with you. By the way, nice aim with my dick, gordo. Coulda put my eye out with that stuff." Tom chuckled and carefully got up to get a towel. Eric was still lying on his back when he returned. He began wiping the cum from the huge low-hanging balls.
"We need to get some sleep. You say you're OK, but from the way you are moving and walking, I think you're a pretty tired little horn dog." Tom threw the towel into the bathroom laundry hamper and gathered up his clothes to put away. Eric helped him put a few things away and then dragged him to bed. Tom was asleep in minutes. Eric leaned on one arm and watched Tom sleep. He thought about, and was fairly certain, that Tom would let him do anything to him if he asked. His love was simple and honest. He seemed to be totally devoted to Eric. He slid in against his boy and kissed the back of his neck. Tom stirred long enough to put Eric's dick into his favorite spot.