Feelings of Security, part 2 by lennoxbear@aol.com
Eric carried Tom into the huge bathroom. Their bodies stuck together by the cum they just unloaded. Tom's legs were wrapped around Eric's small waist, his arms draped over the cannon ball sized traps. He could feel the huge cock flopping against his butt as they stopped just inside the doorway. Eric's thick muscular guns were wrapped around Tom, squeezing the young man's lats. He could feel the kid's cock and balls rubbing against his abs.
"Push the second button on that control panel. The shower set up is computerized." Eric walked them toward the glass enclosed shower stall as all the nozzles came on and soon steam began to escape from valves near the floor. He stopped in the middle of the warm spray and lowered Tom to his feet. Then he raised Tom's arms above his head and directed his hands to grips near the top of the shower. "Hold onto those handles and don't, don't let go. No matter what." A sly smile spread across Eric's masculine face as water dripped from the oversized moustache.
"Yes. Sir," Tom felt his body being caressed from all sides by the warm water. His hands reached for the grips. He found his feet were just able to reach the floor. The water soon flattened his flattop and had his body relaxing in the waves and pulsing.
"You are going to get a shower the likes of which you have never had before," Eric brought his face closed to Tom's and licked the drops of water from the mustache. He lightly brushed his lips against Tom's and lingered there only a moment. Then he slowly started his descent. His mouth and tongue licked over to just under Tom's left ear, lightly sucking on the muscles outlined in the neck. He worked his way down to the traps and delts and then slowly up the underside of Tom's outstretched arm. With his hands he began soaping the thick muscular back of the young man he found consuming his thoughts and desires for the last week. Eric alternated the soap and his tongue. His mouth settled first on Tom's left nipple, teasing it with a firm sucking and then lightly biting with the edge of his teeth to get it fully aroused. When he felt the nipple was getting hard he increased his pressure, sucking it harder until Tom was moaning loudly. He could feel the smaller man's hard cock slapping against his side. Then he repeated the routine with the right nipple. Tom's left was his most sensitive.
"Hmmm, we'll have to see about getting these beauties pierced."
""Yes, sir, oh fuck, suck them harder, please." Tom pushed his chest forward to try to give Eric more to work on, at least as much as he could without letting go of the hand grips.
"I want you to feel my mouth on those nips two days from now when you put on your company T-shirt. If I do this right, your nips will be nice and hard for everyone to admire." Eric teased the swollen flesh with his teeth and soaped Tom's underarms. He stood back looking at the water cascading over the lightly furred chest. His fingers came up and slowly rolled the tender nubs between them. Tom groaned and bucked his throbbing cock. Eric soaped Tom's right arm and squeezed the firm biceps and forearms.
"You have really good structure and I bet I can improve on your mass with time. You want me to show you how to get bigger son?" Eric's tongue was now at Tom's right ear.
"Yes, sir. Use me, show me, make me the man you want."
"Do you really know what that means to me?" Eric looked into Tom's green eyes and saw the desire to do whatever he wanted.
Tom paused, "I think so sir." Eric's bright steel blue eyes were close to Tom's face.
"Good, we'll talk." Eric slowly lowered himself to his knees so he could soap Tom's lower body. He rubbed the soap over the stretched, quivering thighs and down to the diamond shaped calves. Tom was blessed in the leg department with good thick structure. The kind that would grow even thicker with the right routine. He firmly massaged the muscles as he soaped them down. Then he soaped each of the young man's feet, being sure to get them rinsed clean to avoid the guy slipping on the slate floor. Then, with the warm water washing over his face, he took the throbbing 8 inch cock down his throat.
Tom was trying hard not to scream. The warmth of the shower coupled with the strength of Eric's soapy hands moving over his body was pushing him to the edge. When Eric swallowed his cock, he thought for sure he would lose his load, but Eric knew when to back off to keep the cum from shooting out. Eric sucked on the furry balls and pulled just to the point of pain. He batted them lightly with his hand from side to side. Tom thrust his hips forward for more. Tom had nice full balls, not low-hangers but big and full of pleasure. Eric sucked the shaft down his throat his hands worked the full round bubble butt. Eric let his soapy fingers slowly work into Tom's tight asshole. It took a few minutes but he soon had three fingers relaxing the virgin hole. Tom was pushing forward and Eric could taste the precum flowing from his toy. He found Tom's hot spot and massaged the key point. Tom's head was rolling from side to side as he alternated from gritting his teeth to moaning from deep inside.
Just as quickly, he let go. "You can't cum yet, son, hold on." Eric stood up and took Tom's hands from the overhead grips. He turned Tom around to face the shower wall, replacing the hands on the grips. He wrapped his arms around Tom and pressed his huge muscular hulk against the trembling back. Tom could feel Eric's huge cock pressed against his ass as the hands began working his nipples again. Eric's hands worked Tom's nips to the point he thought once again he would come, then he backed off. When Tom thought Eric was going to try something new, his fingers would role the tender nips again. He felt Eric licking and biting the back of his neck, traps and delts. And he felt the monster cock pushing against his hole. Eric increased the pressure on Tom's now sore nips, squeezing, rolling and pulling until Tom's head was hanging forward, the spray from the shower washing over him.
Tom realized that the swollen mushroom head of Eric's monster was now inside the ring of his hole and he felt the thick shaft slowly entering. His breath became short and his chest heaved as the fingers held onto his screaming nips even harder. Tom couldn't believe Eric was getting that fucking tube up his butt. He felt Eric straighten up from the slight crouching position he had been in and with one move, the full 10 inches of horse size dick were buried. Eric's arms encircled Tom and he slowly began fucking the object of his lust. He felt more of Tom's weight in his arms as Tom gave into the need to have the bigger man master him. Eric slowly fucked the muscular butt. Painfully slowly. As he increased his thrusts, he felt Tom's body stiffen and Tom pull himself up a bit on the handgrips.
"Oh, shit, I'm gonna cum." Eric felt Tom's body convulse as a huge glob of cum splattered on the shower wall and washed down to the drain. As Tom shot his load, the force of the convulsions caused Eric to let loose with hot stream buried in the boy's beautiful butt. They stayed that way for several minutes until Tom felt Eric's cock slowly pull out of his hole. Eric turned him around and lowered his arms. Tom almost collapsed against him.
"Can you stay there for a couple of minutes until I soap down?" Eric began soaping his massive furry chest.
"I want to do that......," Tom looked at him groggily. He reached up to pinch the hard nips.
"I don't think you have the strength right now," Eric softly laughed at him, "it will only take two minutes."
Tom watched as the man who had just fucked his virgin butt finished showering. Eric turned off the shower spray and handed Tom a towel. "I think we need lunch."
"But I really want to suck your cock."
"There's plenty of time for that. We need to get some food in you. Between the workout and, uh, this workout, I'm fucking starving. Dry off and get dressed."
The two men dried themselves and walked back into the bedroom. Tom pulled on his change of clothes but opted to forego underwear when he saw Eric pull on a pair of 501's without underwear. Despite having just shot an enormous load, he felt his dick getting hard as he watched Eric pull on a sweatshirt and workboots. "Almost forgot this," Eric said as he picked up a small barbell and placed it through his left nipple. "I don't want it to close up, but I don't wear it everyday."
Eric saw the dick outlined in Tom's jeans and chuckled, "Again? We'll have to make this a fast lunch, I guess." He pulled Tom toward him and kissed him. "Come on horndog, let's go eat."
They piled into Eric's pickup and drove into the nearby village even further north of the city. Eric pulled into the lot of a rustic looking roadhouse and jumped out. "This place has the best home cooking around. And the owner is a big muscle dude who likes to play, even though he is married. Don't be surprised if he finds some way to show you his backside. It's one nice butt and he likes to find guys to fuck him. Try not to let him embarrass you.
They walked into the large room and the charm and friendliness of the place immediately overwhelmed Tom. A young man, just slightly less muscular than Tom showed them to a table at the back and went off to get their drinks. Iced tea, no alcohol. Eric didn't want to screw up his training. Not yet anyway.
"Hey, you old musclehead, how's it hanging?" Tom was startled by the booming voice coming from the doorway to the kitchen. Out walked a man about 5'8" with shoulders almost as wide as he was tall. The man looked to be older than Eric, was hugely muscular with a tiny waist and, of course, the roundest butt about which Eric had told him. They shook hands like old friends and Eric punched the big slabs of pecs.
"You're looking good old man, even beefier. And that butt just bearly fits in those old jeans, you dog."
"Hey, it pays to advertise. Who's your buddy?" The man extended his hand to Tom, "Scott."
"Scott, this is Tom. He works for my security company."
Scott tilted his head to one side, closed his eyes slightly and looked slowly at Eric, "Uh huh. Well, you do hire well, I always said. What'll it be boys? I know what I would like for lunch."
Tom felt his face go red. Eric shook Tom's shoulder and said, "We'll have the chicken training lunch, the usual. You're a dirty old man Scott."
"Yep, I am and I love it. Two training lunches coming up. Protein shakes?"
You bet." They watched Scott disappear into the kitchen and the sounds of laughter come back out. Eric explained how Scott catered to the lifting and athletic crowd. His menu had all the usual favourites but also the largest number of items for serious lifters, plus protein and sport drinks. It was a business suggestion of Eric's several years ago and had paid off well for Scott.
"Well, he really seems to like you."
"Yeah, well, he occasionally has shown up at my place and been a fuck buddy. Does that surprise you?"
"No, he obviously knows a good, long, thick thing when he finds it." Tom smiled and felt Eric's warm hand lay on top of his.
The two men were engrossed in talking about Eric's several businesses when Scott brought their lunches. Plates were piled high with two grilled and seasoned chicken breasts, rice with steamed veggies and huge protein shakes. Tom whistled lowly, "Wow, this is like two meals for me?"
"Well, save room for dessert - me," Scott laughed loudly, squeezed Tom's shoulders and headed back to the kitchen, "I crack myself up."
Eric laughed and shook his head at Scott, "Well, if you are serious about training with me, you need to eat right. And then there's the sex, you better keep up sonny boy." He squeezed Tom's hand. The waiter brought them more iced tea and glasses of water. "And you need to drink plenty of water."
Tom struggled to eat all the food in front of him between answering questions Eric asked about his education, schooling and ambitions. Eric made it a habit to hire gay staff whenever he could. He reassured Tom he did not sleep with everyone he hired. He told Tom he hadn't really been with anyone for six months when he split with the last guy he was seeing, not on the best of terms. He had had a lover for several years but the guy had died in a motorcycle accident. The guy had left himself go and was despondent over how things were going. Eric decided at that time he would never let himself go that far down in his health. An hour and a half later the two men sat and looked down at the empty plates.
"Good training meal, eh? So you serious about working for my company for real and not as an intern?"
"Yeah," Tom looked back at Eric confused.
"I consider this an interview. I'll recommend you to Darrell, the supervisor on this big construction project we have going now. He's a good man. You'll like working for him. Well?"
"You bet, when would I start?"
"It'll probably take next week to put all the gears in motion. Can you hang in there as an intern for another week? The job pays twice what you make as a slave, intern, that is. And benefits start after 90 days."
Tom shook Eric's hand with both of his, "Yes, sir consider me in." Eric laughed at his enthusiasm and Tom felt his dick harden again watching the big man with the shaved head and goatee smile back at him. "This won't jeopardize our working out together will it?"
"No way, we can workout a couple of times a week when it fits in for us. But, this sex thing will have to stop." Tom's face went blank. Eric leaned forward as he got up to go. When he saw no other patrons looking he bit Tom lightly on the neck, "Just kidding." Eric strode toward the door to pay the bill. Tom jumped up to follow, totally oblivious to the hardon stretching down his jeans. Scott, however, saw it and licked his lips.
"You boys, try not to hurt each other now. And if you are looking for a third, we deliver." He wiggled his butt behind the counter and laughed. Eric pounded him on the shoulders and hugged him.
"You lech. Guess we will have to get together real soon."
"I'll hold you to it. Literally."
Eric opened the door for Tom and they headed for the pickup. "Let's head back to my place, but I have to stop at the grocery store. If you are going to be my dinner guest, I need to get some things."
"Am I?"
"Well, you did promise me a blow job, you backing out?" Eric stepped up into the truck. Tom slid in and Eric reached over to squeeze his hardon. Tom realized his jeans were showing a wet spot and his face instantly went red. "Looks like lunch stoked the fires a bit."
They pulled out of the restaurant lot and headed for the grocery store. Eric piled things into a cart as Tom pushed it through the store following him. It gave him a good view of the muscular giant and made him think about finding someone like this to keep in his life. They bounced over the rough roads back to Eric's house as Eric whistled along with the radio. Tom watched the man's profile and struggled to unbend his rock hard cock in his pants. He found himself thinking he wished he had pissed back at the store. They no sooner walked into Eric's kitchen, than Tom rushed to the bathroom off the hallway and pissed for what seemed like forever. He walked back to the kitchen and saw Eric had finished putting groceries away and had removed his sweatshirt. "My turn." Eric popped open the buttons on his jeans and hauled out his thick dick as he headed for the bathroom. "What would you like to do this afternoon?"
"Suck your dick. I promised." Tom heard the heavy stream of piss hit the water as Eric let loose.
"Oh geez, well if you insist." Eric walked back into the kitchen stroking his thickening dick. "Let's go get comfortable." He unbuttoned the flannel shirt Tom was wearing and pinched the nips. Tom sucked in a breath from the soreness of his nipples. They felt great and seemed to be directly linked to the horniness of his cock. Eric pulled the shirt from Tom's pumped arms and threw it over a chair. He unzipped Tom's jeans, wrapped his arms around him, and reached down to caress Tom's big glutes. Tom did the same to Eric and felt the velvety softness of the lightly hairy, hard, solid butt cheeks.
Eric kissed Tom between each word, "If you ever want to fuck me, you'll have to earn it. Not every man fucks this man's ass. Only a special few. You think you are one of them?"
"Not now, but I hope I can learn to be."
Eric slid his arm around Tom's shoulders and guided him upstairs to the bedroom, "Let's get nekkid." Tom's hand slid down to Eric's butt crack and felt the warm sweaty space between them. He thought how right it felt having Eric fuck him instead.
They managed to kick off their work boots and pull off their jeans in a few short steps. Eric pulled Tom under the covers of his king-sized bed and rolled on top of the young man. "You ready to keep your promise?" Eric took Tom's hands in his and raised them above his head. He kissed him long and hard. He then let go of Tom's hands and pulled him self up to straddle the young man's chest. Eric's thick, fat cock flopped against Tom's face scraping the day's worth of stubble.
"Oh man, that feels good already," Eric's cock rolled across Tom's face. Even soft, it was a formidable piece of meat with a long fleshy foreskin extending over the mushroom head. Tom moved his face from side to side to feel the weight of the tool. He raised his head to suck on the foreskin and inhaled the male smells from Eric's thick bush. He chewed on the skin and slowly managed to get his tongue into the opening. His tongue met the saltiness of some piss left behind and just a hint of the cheese from the day. Tom lowered his hands to run against Eric's corded ham strings and rock hard ass. He was determined to do as much to this man's cock as he could without the aid of his hands. Eric pulled forward to give Tom a chance to feel the weight of his incredible low hangers. They covered Tom's mouth and nose. He could only manage to get one in his mouth at a time.
"Suck them hard, make me feel some pain. I want to know how much force you can get with your mouth. Don't be afraid and hold back. You can't hurt me and if you bite too hard, well, remember I can reach your nutsack. Payback can be fun." Eric reached back and fondled Tom's full balls. Tom decided to test that statement and sucked as hard as he could on Eric's right nut.
"Oh, we want to play hardball, eh? Eric felt his nuts being sucked into Tom's mouth. He encircled the base of Tom's ballsac and pulled gently, slowly increasing the tension until Tom bucked slightly. "Hmm, you seem to like that though, horndog."
Tom continued to work Eric's heavy balls until they were dripping with spit and his face was wet from them sliding around. He felt Eric toying with his own balls and moaned low from the pit of his stomach. He let the ball in his mouth go with a loud sucking sound and struggled to get back to the tip of the lengthening cock. Eric pulled back slightly to get the head of his dick into Tom's mouth. Tom sucked the still slightly soft cock down his throat. He felt it stiffening in his mouth and tried to keep it in but couldn't. Eric was now straddling over Tom to allow his huge cock to hang down and make the job easier. He slowly began fucking Tom's mouth but the young man was soon gagging.
"So we need to practice this a bit," Eric pulled back and in a low masterful voice began instructing Tom on how to accommodate the big dick. After several more gagging attempts Tom began to get the hang of it and soon had his head bent back enough to allow Eric to completely sink the horse dick into his slobbering mouth. Tom was growling with desire.
"Yeah, fucker, take your daddy's big dick." Tom lost all restraint and began sucking the dick as far into his soul as he could. He felt the huge balls slapping against his chin and smelled the increasing scent of Eric's body. He wanted this man more than anything else in life right now. "Oh, shit, I'm gonna shoot if you keep that up." Tom tried to convey the no in his need but before he could make Eric understand the big tool was out of his mouth and cum was shooting over his chest and abs. Eric reached around to grab Tom's hard cock and with one squeeze felt Tom's load spraying on his ass and back.
"Nooooooooo, I want more."
Eric laughed and collapsed onto Tom. "There is about a gallon of jism on the two of us, there ain't no moe."
Tom threw his arms around Eric. "Ewwwww, you're all sticky."
"Well, fucker, you did that, not me. Let me grab the towels from our showers so we can clean up." Eric got up and came back with the damp towels. He wiped his chest and watched as Tom attempted to find all the spots of cum covering his muscles. Tom got up from the bed and dried off Eric's back. He got to his knees and kissed the man's glutes. "In time, son, maybe."
Eric dropped the towels and pulled Tom back to the bed. They dozed off in each other's arms and woke about 6 PM to the sound of the telephone ringing. Eric rolled over to answer it. Tom took advantage of the opportunity to run his hands over Eric's wide v-shaped back and square ass. He noticed a small Celtic symbol tattoo on the left shoulder blade that he had somehow missed in the shower play. He playfully licked it and then ran his hands the length of Eric's body. Eric reached back to brush his hands away and giggled. Ticklish, eh?
The conversation was evidently a friend of Eric's, who was asking about his plans for the evening. Eric invited "them" over for dinner and to relax in the hottub if they wished. He heard him explain that maybe they would play too. They had seen Tom but hadn't met him. But Eric felt sure they would like him. He hung up the phone and flipped back over to face Tom, grabbing his wrists.
"You want to tickle me? Eric grabbed Tom to find any ticklish places he might possess, but it didn't result in any laughter. "Damn, guess I'll have to settle for fucking you silly."
"OK," Tom rolled to his back and lifted his legs to expose his hole-in-training."
"Well, well, you are an eager pup, but it will have to wait. A couple friends, guys who work for me and who you may have seen in the office, will be here around 7:30 for dinner and maybe some play. I know a lot of this may be new to you, so don't feel like you have to jump into any group stuff you don't want to do."
"I'm willing to try anything at least once."
"Yeah, so I am beginning to find out. We'll have to test those limits. And, I don't know how free you are to roam on your own, but I would really like you to stay over night. If you can't, that's all right, but I thought you may have to let your parents know."
Tom rolled onto Eric's furry chest and kissed him deeply, "I'd really like that but I have never stayed over night with a man before, you're providing me another first. I'll call my folks. It shouldn't be a problem. My brother will tease me to no end but I can beat him up."
"Good grief, there's another one like you?"
"He's not as beefy but he's a hot little number who has potential to be one good looking hunk. He's only 18." Tom saw a playful twinkle in Eric's eyes, "I ain't sharing you with him."
"Aw, maybe later. I need to get up and get things going in the kitchen. How are your kitchen skills?"
Tom blushed, "Not the best, but I'll do whatever I can to help."
Eric pushed Tom up and out of bed. He walked over to the closet and pulled out a pair of baggy gym pants and threw a pair to Tom. "These should look good on that butt." Tom saw a closet full of business and work clothes and a huge amount of leather. The look on his face made Eric chuckle again. "If you haven't figured it out, I have a slightly dark side, well, you soon will."
"Man, I would love to try some of this on," his fingers ran over the smooth chaps, jeans, shirts and other articles he couldn't begin to identify.
"We can play "dress-up" later, get moving. KP starts now." Eric looked at Tom's bubble butt in the jersey baggies and for a moment, thought about where his tongue wanted to be, but didn't want his friends arriving in the middle of an all out fuck fest and no dinner.
To be continued, any comments?