Dog Pound Daze, part 5 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is continuation of characters presented in Feelings of Security and To Folsum and Beyond.
NOTE: This story includes references and descriptions to gay, male to male sex, if such matters offend you, please exit. Also, actions of a sexual nature occur in this story which are not a statement supporting unsafe sexual practices, this is a work of fiction and fantasy.
Tom walked over, wrapped his thick left arm around Eric's neck and kissed him in a long, hard, wet sloppy embrace that lasted several minutes. He worked Eric's left nipple with his free hand as his lover reached down and squeezed the big, solid, melon-like muscle butt. Eric worked Tom's butt until the young man was humping against him. Tom felt himself getting lost in the long kiss. Eric reached down and lifted Tom by his hard ass. Tom's thick legs wrapped around Eric's small waist and squeezed. The big man carried him over to the sling and slid him into place. Eric had to push Tom back to break the kiss.
"We're just starting buddy, don't wear it out on the first kiss." Tom pulled himself up in the sling and watched as Eric cuffed his big legs in place. He reached down and pulled on the chain hanging between the titclamps. Eric tilted his head to one side and smiled an evil grin. "No, son, we're doing this my way. You get to lie there and take it like the man I know you are."
He stood between Tom's upraised legs and tested the sling. Slowly he leaned forward and licked at Tom's eager mouth. The boy hungrily returned the kisses. Eric's hands went for the two huge slabs of pec muscle. He spread his fingers over the firm flesh and squeezed hard. Tom flexed his chest, closed his eyes and moaned. "I do believe these puppies are bigger and firmer. Someone kept you very busy at the gym." The big hands slowly let go and began twisting, pulling and tugging on the hypersensitive nipples.
"This is the biggest I have ever seen these too. It'll be a challenge to keep them this way. Eric leaned down and took one nip in his mouth. He sucked and bit on the tender flesh until Tom was thrusting his chest up for more. Tom's pecs were red from the tough workout but his whining told Eric he wanted more. "Remember, we are only in the first hour, pup."
Eric wrapped his thick hand around Tom's hard cock and squeezed tightly. Tom pushed his hips forward. "Not hard enough yet, but getting there." Eric gave the big dick a few smooth strokes and began outlining Tom's ab muscles with his tongue. His face and coarse goatee nuzzled against the hard cock as he went back and forth slowly working his way down to Tom's crotch. He licked all around the throbbing dick and big, low hanging balls. His tongue worked in between Tom's legs and his torso, tickling as it went. The tongue worked each nut before Eric pushed his nose firmly in between them and sniffed.
"I'd know you anywhere, Tom, you smell so fucking good. Sweet, salty, musky, mine all mine." Tom worked his nipples as Eric sucked on the swelling nuts. He sucked them into his mouth and pulled back until Tom writhed in the painful pleasure. Eric's hands massaged the butt as deeply as he could get into the hard muscle. He wrapped a hand around the big balls and pulled up to get his tongue into Tom's crack. He gave the moist area a couple of long licks and began working the thick, striated legs. Eric washed Tom's legs with his mouth. His hands kneaded the hard flesh, working out all the soreness from hours of squats. He worked his way to Tom's perfect feet and sucked each toe with wet abandon. He kept one eye on Tom's hands to keep the young man from stroking his dick.
"That's mine to play with, you get it only when I say. Work those tits, boy. Get them so fucking full of hot blood they won't go down for a week." Eric rubbed his long prick up and down Tom's ass crack, pushing against the balls and smacking it several times off the hard flesh. He squeezed the now purple cock again and smiled. "That's more like it." He smacked Tom's cock back and forth between his hot hands.
"That fucker's like stone. You're gonna shoot wads against the back wall buddy. But first." Eric squeezed the length of the big shaft forcing a flow of precum from it. The liquid formed a pool in the cut abs and then flowed in a small rivulet down Tom's oblique, dripping onto the floor below. "Uh yeah, sweet juice." Eric stuck his tongue into the big mushroom cap piss slit. Tom almost screamed from the force on the head of his dick.
"Go ahead, scream, don't keep it in, let me hear your passion." Tom looked up at Eric's handsome face. His mouth was open as he panted for control.
"Oh fuck, you are killing me. You've been at this an hour. Fuck me already." Eric stood back, squeezed more precum from Tom's dick and smiled.
"We have miles to go before we sleep." He lowered his head back to the oozing cock and ever so slowly began swallowing it. One hand began working warm lube into Tom's hole. The other hand squeezed the balls. Eric moved down Tom's shaft inch by inch until he cleared his throat, took a deep breath and swallowed it to the base. Tom felt his whole cock being sucked by Eric's throat muscles. He twisted his tits to keep from cumming. Eric sucked the marble shaft and worked four fingers into Tom's butt. He slowly began raising his head from Tom's cock.
"What do you want now boy?" Tom could feel the head of Eric's prize cock against his butt.
"Fuck me sir, please, please, fuck me hard now." Tom pleaded. He watched Eric's perfect massive muscles. Eric raised his hands up to the top of the sling chains. His arms were in sharp definition like a bodybuilder's pose. He slipped the head of his cock into the pink hole and pushed in. Tom pleaded for him to go faster but the cock slid in as slowly as a snail up a flower stalk. By the time the monster cock was buried to the base, Tom was a whining sweating mass of tightly wound muscle. Eric began swinging the sling to get the fucking motion up to tempo.
Tom watched Eric's muscles flex as he controlled the sling. He noticed how gray Eric's goatee had gotten and how handsome the man was. His lover leaned back, sticking his hips forward to give every inch of the powerful dick a slam into his lover's muscle butt. Tom was bouncing against Eric's pelvis with such force he felt his muscles bouncing with each hit. He finally came to realize how much he had missed each time he got fucked this way and kept his eyes closed. So that's what the mirror on the ceiling was for, he thought to himself. He saw his body slamming back and forth on the stone cock. His pecs bounced with each slam. He could no longer work his nips and let his arms fall to the sides. Eric fucked his son for what had to be 30 minutes until Tom wailed he was gonna shoot.
Eric pulled out and drowned Tom's chest with a steady stream of hot cum. Tom's cock appeared to grow even bigger as his load shot up onto his own face and over his head. They heard the heavy load splat on the floor. Eric rubbed the hot cum into Tom's chest causing Tom to shot off another round. He stood and laughed at Tom, who hung spluttering in the sling, his face streaked with cum.
"It's not funny." Tom tried not to laugh but soon reached up and pulled Eric down to him as they relaxed and stuck their bodies together.
"Ok, that's only the first time. I say we move this party to the sauna."
"You don't want to workout?" Eric leaned back and started to unhook Tom's legs.
"Yeah, a short workout, if you are up for it. Thought you might be too wobbly after this."
"No, I have something in mind." Tom stood up on wobbly legs and fell against Eric. He felt the cold leather against his skin and sighed deeply.
"Something wrong?"
"Not at all." Tom smacked his hard cock against Eric's tight stomach and began undoing his chaps.
Red had tried calling Tom and Eric's place all night but no one answered the phone. He and Richard sat in the gym office and read the letter they had received late Friday evening and tried to put pieces of the puzzle together.
"Do you think they went away for the weekend?" Richard sat back in the chair and stretched his thick arms.
"No, Tom would have let me know, he worries about this place. Can you handle things, while I run over there?" Red got up to slip his jacket on, not bothering to change back to sweatpants. He figured he would take a chance on the cold weather in his shorts. After all, his legs were thick enough for two men.
"No, go ahead. Call back if you need anything." Richard walked out to the front desk with him and watched him sprint out to his car. Big butt pumping in the tight shorts. Dell came over and asked what was up and Richard said he would rather Tom and Red explain later. Dell glanced around the quiet desk and groped Richard big dick.
"Wanna hit the steam room big boy?" Richard laughed and pinched a nip.
"Not right now, but later you better be ready for some intense ass fucking."
"Oh yeah, make my day!"
Red pulled into the driveway and found Tom's truck and Eric's car as Dell described it from the night before. Red thought for a second that they might be asleep, but rang the doorbell anyway. He rang it a couple more times before Eric finally answered wearing a leather jock. The pouch bulged wit the horse cock it was hiding.
"Did I wake you guys?" Eric pulled Red inside and gave him a disapproving look.
"No and why aren't you dressed more warmly? Don't blame me if you get sick." He hugged the beefy little man and asked what was up.
"This letter was delivered last night by special courier and I thought you had better see it right away." He followed Eric through the house and up to the bedroom as he read the letter. Tom was lying bareass on the bed humping against the mattress.
"I better make a couple of phone calls. Here you keep him busy, since you are partly responsible for him being this horny." Eric pulled Red's jacket off and tugged down the jersey shorts. He slapped Red's fat cock a couple of times and was satisfied that it was growing. He handed Red some lube and pushed him toward the bed. "Go ahead, fuck him. I'll be back in a few minutes." Eric walked out of the bedroom and left Red standing there half-naked, shorts around his ankles and stiffening dick flopping back and forth.
"You heard the man. Get over here and fuck me you ass fucking, cock sucking dweeb." Tom waved his red butt in the air.
"Who you calling a dweeb?" Red jumped on Tom's back and felt the extreme body heat emanating from his buddy. Tom pushed his ass higher and reached back to guide the thick cock into its target.
"Oh, gawd, you're hot." Red felt instant lust for his friend and began fucking the upturned asscheeks. He wrapped his 22+ biceps around the sweaty man and humped his butt for all he was worth. He rutted the mounds of hard glutes for several minutes until his nuts began churning and cum gushed into the hot moist butthole.
"Oh yeah, next, someone else fuck me now." Eric walked back in and licked Red's butt. He mounted the stocky man and began fucking him. Red's cock remained hard and slammed back into Tom. He let Eric ride his ass until he shot another load into Tom and felt cum oozing out of the sloppy hole. Eric pulled back and sent gobs onto Red's deeply cut back. He stood up and got a towel to dry off the smooth skin.
"OK, let's go, more." Tom mumbled, his face buried in a pillow.
"I think he's delirious." Red rolled Tom onto his back and the beefy young man's cock stood at attention.
"He's a fucking nightmare, we've been at it all night. Fucked in every room in the house. He needs to sleep but I can't get him to calm down." Eric ran his hand over Tom's chest and abs. "It's like he's on fire for sex."
"Uh, ok, now about that letter."
"I called my attorneys and they are working on it. It's business as usual, don't worry about it. I have things under control."
"Are you going to explain this?" Red pushed Tom's hands away as he tried to stroke Red's cock back to life.
"Later. I'll call you guys, maybe we can do dinner. That's if fucking sno whide ass will calm down long enough. What did you guys do to him? He's never been this hot for sex before, I can't control him." Tom whined for Eric's big cock from under another pillow.
"Sorry, guess we wound him up pretty tightly."
"Shit, that ass is far from tight now, but he wants more. Damn, he's wearing me out."
"Gee, that's a, uh, tough problem?" Red smirked.
"Get back to the gym before I fuck you again."
"Is that supposed to make me want to leave?" Red picked up his clothes and ran down the steps before Eric could catch him.
Richard was working the front desk when the two men arrived. They didn't just stand at the front desk. They overwhelmed it. They were huge. Richard peeked around them to see if Dell had noticed in the cafe. He was cleaning up a spill and just stood there with his tongue hanging out.
"Hi, we're here visiting friends for the weekend and wondered if you have a single day pass?"
"Sure do guys, it's $6.00 and allows you to use everything." Both men shook their heads and dug into their jeans pockets. One man was 5'10", dark and easily 220 of thick, furry beef. His jacket hung open to match the open flannel shirt he was wearing. The cuts between the pecs were deep and furry. His bushy moustache partly hid his white teeth and big smile. His buddy was 6', blond, built like the proverbial house and well over 220 #'s. The smaller guy stuck out his hand.
"I'm Steve and this is Bruce. Looks like a terrific place you have here." He handed Richard their money and shook Richard's hand. "A couple more buds are due soon. Where are the locker rooms?" At that moment Don walked out of the back office and got a wide grin on his face.
"Hey guys, what a surprise. I didn't know you were in town." He walked over and hugged and kissed both men. Richard checked his mouth for drool.
"We're in Chicago on business and drove down with friends to try out the new gym, looks super."
"Let me give you the tour. Where are the other guys?"
"They are just pulling into the lot."
Richard and Don watched as two huge massive muscle men got out of a Dodge Ram and sauntered to the door. They looked at each other and grinned. Beef on parade. The two guys paid their money and followed Don downstairs to the lockers. He watched as the four massive guys, changed into workout gear and then walked them through the facility. They started their workouts in the free weight area and soon had a gathering of men watching. They were glad to have people work in and were open to answering any and all questions about lifting. Don observed more than one erection being adjusted in shorts and sweats. He walked back to the front desk and leaned against Richard.
"We could charge admission to this session."
"We could charge admission to the showers later, wow, what awesome men. And they are friends of Eric's?"
"Yeah, two are from Chicago and two are from Pittsburgh."
"And they are fucking HUGE!" Dell came over to chat. "Richard, I need to talk with you upstairs." He nodded his head in the direction of the office and Richard followed him. Don stayed at the front desk enjoying the view.
"What's up? Something we need to talk about?" Richard bearly got inside the door when Dell closed it and dropped to his knees.
"I'm up. Those guys have me so hot." He spun Richard around and had his jeans down to his ankles so fast; Richard didn't have any time to protest. It took about 30 seconds for the older man's dick to reach battering ram size. Dell walked over to the desk, stripped and lay back.
"Does this mean you want fucked?"
Don watched through the windows of the free weight area as the four room-sized men worked up a sweat. He casually stroked a growing hardon when the door opened. He quickly turned around and leaned against the counter as the member handed him his membership card.
"Whoa, we have some major beef in here today I see." Don hesitated a moment before answering.
"Yeah, Woody, we do." He watched as the guy walked over to the free weight room door and leered in at the guys.
"Well, things are really going to look up with them around." He headed downstairs to change. Don watched him with disgust and distrust. Red walked back in and took a glance into the free weight room.
"Hey, Bruce and Steve. Who are the other two beefaloes?" Don gave Red the story and added that Woody was also in the gym. Red looked around.
"Oh really." He threw his jacket in the office and headed into the workout room to greet his buddies. Bruce and Steve hugged him and picked him up. They introduced him to their buddies and then got into a side conversation with him. He returned to the front desk and gave Don an evil grin. Just then Richard and Dell came back downstairs. Richard was tucking in his shirt and running his fingers through his hair. Dell didn't even attempt to hide the fact that he had just been fucked. His jeans showed a slight wet spot and his shirt was slung over his shoulder.
Red stood behind the desk blinking, "Rough workout?" Dell just smiled and returned to the cafe. Richard's face went beet red.
"I think he's going to kill me. I don't think I can keep up with this young pup. I really think I am beginning to love him but the sex is going to kill me." He stopped, looked at the mounds of sweaty muscle in skimpy clothes grunting in the workout room, then shrugged. "Oh, what the hell, it's been a good life. Oh Dell, I need to see you again."
"Are they using Dr., Tom's supplements?"
"Yep."
"I hope the carpet upstairs is treated for stains."
Two hours later the four visiting muscle behemoths finished their workouts and strolled to the front desk to chat with Red. He saw Woody head down the stairs behind their backs.
"So, are Eric and Tom coming in today?"
"No, they are doing a different kind of workout today. Although, by now they may be ready for a break." Red looked at the clock. "You guys all want to get together for dinner tonight?''
"Sure, name the place."
"Let me call Eric while you men, uh, go shower and I'll organize something. Anything in particular you for which you are in the mood?"
Boots, the largest of the men, leaned over the counter and grabbed Red's butt. "Yeah, you on my stick? Do your lovers share you?"
Red took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Yeah, they do. Please go take a shower." The four men smiled and headed to the locker room. Red wiped the sweat from his forehead. Dell asked if he was OK.
"I just got the vision of being a play toy to Darrell, Ron and these four men. I think I need to take my vitamins." He walked into his office to call Eric.
The four hunks of freaky muscle took up one whole row of the locker room. Since it was late on a cold Saturday, they were by themselves. They stripped and playfully batted at each other's dicks and butts, then sauntered to the steam and sauna. Since they were by themselves, they hid nothing in their conversation or bodies. All four were hung like horses and semi-erect. As they sat in the hot wood room, teasing each other Woody walked in and stared. Bruce walked toward the door, his unnaturally big dick, flopping against his blond fur covered quads.
"See anything you like?" He looked Woody in the eyes and headed for the steam. Woody followed.
A couple of minutes went by before the other three muscleheads joined Bruce in the steam as he forced his 14-inch prick down Woody's throat. The three men gathered close to them and stroked their own cocks to full erection. Boots reached down, pulled Woody's hairy ass up by the waist and jammed two fingers into his tight hole.
"Hot and wet. I'd say he's ready." He spit in his hand and mixed his saliva with his sweat on his 10-inch boner. He knelt behind the helpless man and rammed his dick home in one quick shove. Bruce held Woody's head on the throatful of cock and muffled his screams. The three men each took turns plowing Woody's ass until he was begging them to stop. He sat on the wet steamy tile floor and sobbed. Bruce stood in front of him waving his 14 rock hard inches in his face. Woody shook his head no as a hand covered his mouth and his ass was raised for the taking. He screamed in pain as the 14 x 8 dick reamed his beaten hole.
The four men met Red at the front desk with wide smiles. Bruce gave him the thumbs up sign.
"So how does Chinese at Eric and Tom's tonight sound?"
"Great, how's 8:00?"
"Good, I'll confirm with them. Although, Tom may be a bit out of it, been getting fucked for almost 24 hours straight."
"Gee, and it's not even his birthday. See you guys later."
"OK, and thanks for taking care of that other little problem." They all shook hands and headed back to their motel. They got there only to find out their suitcases had all been moved by Vic on official police business for Eric to Eric's guesthouse.
Red was closing up the gym when Woody dragged his tired sore ass up the steps. "Too much workout?"
"Yeah, you could say that. Tried doing a bit more than I should have."
"Well, maybe you should give it a rest."
Woody feebly shook his head and walked slowly to his car. Red locked up and headed home to meet Darrell and Ron before taking off to Eric and Tom's. By the time they got there, the place was buzzing with beefy men all enjoying the friendly camaraderie. The four super dudes all greeted Red and thanked him.
"Oh, and what special service did you provide at the gym today?" Eric handed Red a beer.
"Oh they took care of a nagging problem, namely Woody." Eric turned and looked at them.
"Woody, as in Woody Stoddard?" Red said yes. They joked about it being difficult for him to sit all weekend. Eric got a concerned look on his face.
"That letter you brought over this morning, about the claim on half of my business. It was from WS Enterprises." Red looked confused.
"WS Enterprises is Woody Stoddard."
"Oh shit, we didn't know." Red looked horrified. Tom stopped in the doorway.
"So, who is this guy anyway? And why does he think he should get half your business? What makes him think he has privilege, after all I'm your fuck buddy and lover." Tom slipped his arm around Eric.
"Woody Stoddard is Woody Stout. My long missing, and now opportunistic brother."
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