Dog Pound Daze, part 8 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 and Eric mingled with their guests as they worked their way through the house. They thanked them for coming to both the party and for supporting the gym. The circle they made brought them back to the dining room and within a few feet of Mike and Doug who were lost in a deep discussion. It seemed that Mike was not keen on taking anyone back to what he considered a fleabag hotel for the night and Doug lived with his mother. Doug was having a difficult time even believing Mike would be interested in him. The conversation seemed to be stuck in a circle as Eric intervened.
"Guys, we don't mean to eavesdrop but, you seem to have a slight dilemma with which we can help. If you would like, the guestroom at the top of the stairs to the right is available this evening. If you two wish to stay, you are welcome, breakfast is at 10." The two men stopped and looked at Tom and Eric with totally blank faces.
"I, uh, don't know what to say." Doug stammered red-faced as Mike put his arm around him.
"Say, you'll spend the night with me as guests of our hosts." Mike squeezed Doug's shoulders as the man slowly shook his head yes.
"Good, that's settled, glad you can stay. Feel free to enjoy yourselves, there's still plenty of food and drink. I have a little business to share with my friends in the office upstairs, so if you will excuse us." Eric took Tom by the arm and guided him toward the steps. He put his arm over his boy and tugged upward on the chain attached to the PA. By the time, they got to the top step; Tom's cock was quickly swelling and pushing through the chain mesh. Doug and Mike stood at the bottom of the steps and watched. Mike slowly turned Doug's face and kissed him lightly.
"I am so fucking nervous."
"Don't be. We'll have a nice evening." Doug looked at he big, beefy dark man who was insistent on their spending the night together and couldn't believe his luck. He reached out and ran his hand over the hard, lightly furred pec and rubbed his calluses over the thick nipple. It slowly dawned on him that they were standing in the doorway kissing and licking at each other like some scene from a movie. He felt a hot rush and his dick pushed against the confines of his shorts. Mike's big hand was squeezing the growing dick.
"Doug? You've been holding out on me." Doug looked at the deep, dark eyes of the handsome man whose lips he was sucking. "You've been downplaying your muscle all night and now this."
"What?" Mike's hands slid into his leather shorts and gripped his dick.
"That's a pretty big cock you have there." Mike stroked the fat prick and gauged its length to be eight to nine inches. Not bad for a man who doesn't think much of his body. Doug closed his eyes and leaned against the huge man. His forehead rested against the strong jaw as Mike's big 22-inch biceps closed around him. "I can help you put on the muscle you want, if you want to work with me." Doug shook his head yes. "And in return, you have something to give me."
Doug felt their body heat rising as his hands ran over Mike's sharply defined back to rest on his waist.
"Lower." Doug's hands stretched over the hard, firm ass. Mike's tongue was in his mouth and he sucked it down. "I need a man to fuck me, and use my ass for all he's worth. You willing to help me?" Mike's hot breath was at his ear as the two steel hard arms crushed their bodies together. Doug heard people in the room but couldn't focus on anything but the feel of Mike against him as they walked up the steps.
Eric and Tom had gathered Marsh, Jack, Red, Darrell, Ron, Joe, Vic, Kyle and Mark in the office. They heard the door across the hall open and close followed shortly by a muffled voice.
"Holy fuck Doug," the group all turned in unison and looked across the hallway at the guest room door.
Eric raised his glass and motioned toward the door in a toast. "To Doug and Mike, our two newest friends." He then pulled a large portfolio out from under the desk and laid it open for all of them to see.
"This is my next project men. A little home base you might say."
Tom looked closely at the plans and then up at Eric. "These are plans for townhouse/condos and houses to be built along the lane leading back to our house and up in the hills. And another set of buildings to be built above the house just short of the overlook."
"Very good, my little muscle dog." He tugged on the nipple chain and almost made the cock spill out of the mesh pouch. "It's a development which I want to market to all of you. Homes so we can all be close, but in our own space. We can share the pool that's why it's so big. A separate gym can go here and other housing units for gay men to be built up here. Our own private gay compound."
The men all looked at the plans and asked numerous questions. The plans were quite generous in size and space with all the luxuries they could want. They looked back at Eric with some skepticism. "And if you have more questions, this is the cost breakdown and selling price." He handed Tom a file to share with them. Joe and Vic looked at the specs and cost analysis.
"You can't possibly build these at this price, it's way too low."
"You forget that I own all the companies needed to carry out a project like this. I can do it at cost for friends and myself so to speak. I have a prospectus for all of you and want you all to consider it. I won't be offended if you say no. But I value and love all of you as friends and want us to have a true community here. With all the attention given to planned communities in Florida and Arizona, I thought why not do a gay community."
Rumblings of furniture moving in the next room made them all turn. Tom smiled and chuckled under his breath. "I think Doug caught on very quickly." Loud moaning, Mike's, carried across the hall.
"I know you are not all staying tonight, but breakfast is at 10 tomorrow morning and we can discuss it then, if you like." The men all thanked Eric and walked back down to the party. They stood around in little groups discussing the offer the rest of the evening as Tom and Eric toyed with each other in the office. Tom's chain outfit was no match for Eric's big cock.
Doug had walked into the guestroom as if in a drugged haze. He was with one of the biggest, hottest men he had ever seen. A man who wanted to be fucked by him. His vest rubbed against Mike's nipples as he wrapped his arms around Mike's neck. Their mouth met and lips parted. The two men slipped tongues back and forth for several minutes before Doug broke the mood.
"I've never been with anyone like you. I'm not sure I can do what you want."
"That's simple. You just do to me, what I do to you, with one exception. Doug, I want to be owned by a hot man, I need to be a bottom pig. I want your, my god it's still growing, big dick, buried up my ass. You think you can do that?"
"Yeah, but why me?"
"Later, we'll talk later." Mike began tonguing his way down Doug's neck as his hands rubbed the hot sweaty vest against Doug's wet skin. Doug felt the heat through the vest and his body mold against Mike's with the pressure of the tight hug. Mike's mouth worked over Doug's nipples. He had never had anyone work them the way Mike was doing. He sucked, then nibbled, then licked, and then sucked it harder until Doug's hand was pressing against the back of his head for more.
"Oh, fuck, Mike, suck those tits, make them hurt, show me what you want me to do to yours. Oh yeah, show me how badly you need it." Doug thought he would cry out from the pain Mike was causing on his nipples. But, the more Mike bit, licked and sucked, the better it felt, until Doug thought he would shoot his load just from the titplay. He pulled Mike's head back and pushed him back on the bed. He straddled the big, man's waist. He reached out and took a tit between the forefinger and thumb of each hand and began pinching and twisting. Mike threw his head back and pushed his chest up for more. Doug lowered his mouth and for a moment felt as if he had just been given the gift of vampirism. He clamped his mouth around the swollen left nipple and sucked it in hard.
His hand moved up Mike's thick arms until he found Mike's wrists. He felt Mike struggle back but not enough to break Doug's grip. The power he began feeling over the beefy man was going straight to his cock. He ground the two hard cocks together through their leather shorts and jock. Two big, thick snakes of flesh, rock hard and throbbing for relief. He stopped sucking the muscular tits and slid back to undo the snaps on Mike's shorts. The fat cock sprang out of the tight space and gushed precum across the furry lower abs. He pulled the shorts down, fighting them over the 28-inch quads and workboots. Mike lay across the bed, his hands grasping the headboard his hips bucking the hefty shaft across his abs. His legs spreading wide and twitching, waiting to be pressed into the air.
Doug worked his way up from the shiny workboots, licking the marble like calves, massaging the deeply cut quads, feeling the thick cut lines of the hamstrings as Mike fought to keep his body under control. He licked at the big low hangers, flopping between the outstretched thighs and sucked on them until Mike began whimpering. Doug started to enjoy the strength he had over the bigger man and how much Mike needed to be used. He licked under the balls toward Mike's tight pucker. Mike sucked in his breath and pleaded for Doug to rim him. Their eyes met and with one slight move of his head, Doug told Mike to roll over and spread his asscheeks.
The long tongue worked its way into Mike's quivering butthole. Doug inhaled the full, sweaty maleness of the big bodybuilder. The soap smell from the shower and the scent of leather on the skin. He licked over the big glutes and finally settled in to eat this boy's ass. Mike began clawing at the bed. The longer Doug stuck his big wet tongue deep inside of him, the more desperate he became.
"Please, sir, fuck me.'
"My dick isn't even unwrapped yet buddy." Mike turned to look back at Doug's face buried in his ass and realized Doug was still wearing his leather shorts. He twisted around and got up to help Doug remove the shorts from over the thick, purple tool. Mike knelt on the floor and began slurping on the big cock. His hand just fit as it wrapped around the thick base. He looked up into Doug's glazed eyes. He knew he had to be careful or Doug would shoot before getting to fuck him. He teased the huge mushroom cap just under the piss slit and heard a grumbling moan start from deep inside Doug. Precum flowed freely. Doug's hands were at his nipples twisting the sore nubs into further ecstasy.
Mike got up, pulled a condom out of his shorts pocket, slipped it over the tool slapping against this face, then knelt on the bed with his ass in the air. Doug knelt behind him and aimed his surprise at the furry hole. He slowly felt his prick slide in and Mike relax to fit it all in to the balls. Mike's body was hot as hell as it swallowed the thick shaft. He reached around and twisted Mike's still swollen nipples as he increasingly plowed his buddy's ass.
Mike was pushing back to meet his fucker's thrusts until he felt his body slamming against the smaller man. He felt Doug's hands get rougher on his tits and heard himself begging for more. Doug changed angles slightly and heat shot through Mike's body, up his spine and into his brain. He felt his cock swell and his cum shoot out into Doug's waiting hand. Doug rubbed the hot cum into Mike's perfect chest as his cock began shooting it's own heavy-duty cum. The two men collapsed onto the bed and lay there panting. Mike turned to face Doug and kiss him deeply. "You ready to go again?"
Doug felt Mike's hot hand on his still stiff dick. "Yeah, I am."
Eric slid his dick into Tom's hard butt. The chain mesh jock tightened around the perfect globes and made them appear even bigger and firmer. He pulled back on the chain connection across Tom's back and forced the chain to tighten on the nipples and PA. Tom's hard cock was sticking up out of the mesh pouch and bounced like a marionette on the chain. Eric grabbed his lover in a tight bearhug, forcing his dick as far into the muscle pig as possible. He lifted the big man off the floor and bounced him on his swollen cock like a simple rag doll.
He carried his boy over to the leather sofa in the office and dropped him on his knees. His cock never slid out of the tight hole. He used the chain harness like a bridle as he rode Tom's butt. Tom's cock thwapped against his tight abs as the pressure to shoot built. Eric stretched his legs to balance the two of them on the side of the sofa to keep them from sliding off. His quad and hamstring cuts deepened as if in a pose for a contest. His butt clenched tight with each thrust against his boy. Tom braced his arms against the side of the sofa and felt his triceps flex and pop. He felt his pecs pump up as he supported Eric's charging weight. He had one leg up on the sofa and one on the floor pushing back for added support against Eric's ass pounding. The two muscle men were completely immersed in their hot sexual moment. They never noticed Joe and Vic, who had returned to the office to ask questions. Joe had to drag Vic out of the room to give the two men their privacy. It was like watching a statue of two wrestlers in all out combat.
Eric felt his nuts tighten and his cock expand as he buried his load deep inside his lover. His arms were around Tom in a wrestling hold. Tom felt the hot cum fill his ass and reached to stroke his now purple cock. Eric pulled out of Tom's butt with a loud sucking noise. He pulled Tom to his feet and knelt in front of him as Tom shot rope after rope onto Eric's massive, fur covered chest. Eric held Tom up by his wobbly legs and hugged his knees as cum ran down the heaving pecs. He felt Tom's leg muscles twitching as they relaxed from the tight ordeal. The two men stood in the office for several minutes to catch their breath. Eric slowly began sucking on Tom's tender cock. He nuzzled his face in the thick pubic bush and breathed in deeply. He let out a long low sigh.
"Something wrong?"
"No, just the opposite, you are so right."
"Our guests are going to think we abandoned them."
"Our friends know better." Eric wiped the cum from his chest with tissues from a box on the desk. Tom hit the bathroom to clean himself up before the two of them stood at the top of the steps. "No on will ever know." Marsh stood at the bottom of the steps smiling wickedly.
"You perverts. You can't go a few simple hours with out sex?"
"Jealous?"
"Damn right."
Eric grabbed Marsh's muscle butt and squeezed hard. "Jack not paying you enough attention?"
"On the contrary, never better, but you two are just so hot. And cute. Weird combination."
"Uh, I guess I'll take that as a compliment. You guys coming back tomorrow for breakfast?"
"Of course, don't I always show up to cook?"
"Well, we thought we could handle it but if you want to help, wellllllllllll, that's OK."
"I thought so. Now about this plan, how did you get all this together without us knowing? It's quite ambitious."
"You guys interested?"
"We just might be, we'll talk in the morning. Time to collect Jack and our houseguests and head home. The grand opening was one great event, congrats Tom. Tom? Who are you watching?"
"Vic and Joe. They are just standing there hugging and rubbing and it is absolutely hot."
"Good Grief." Eric turned Tom's head the other direction. "He's so easy. Good night buddy." Marsh kissed both men and pinched their nips. He jumped on Jack's back and rode him toward the door."
Tom blinked and shook his head. "Hope they don't hurt themselves. Now about Joe and Vic. Are they spending the night?"
"I think so, why?"
"Well, they are about to be totally nude. Maybe we should push them upstairs."
"Oh, and some of our guests are not the exhibitionist types, I see. You go do the honours. I'll play host."
Tom wandered over in Joe and Vic's direction and casually said hello. The two men put their arms around him and pulled him between them. He felt their hot body's sandwich him and almost forgot his objective. He persuaded them to head upstairs. Eric stood near the front door bidding good-byes as guests left. He watched as Joe and Vic dragged Tom up the stairs. He was impressed that Tom actually put up that much of a fight. The catering crew cleaned up much of the mess and Eric shooed them out the door. He walked through the house checking doors and lights. He looked out at the guest apartments over the garage and saw the outline of several men having a group party. Bill and Steve always had a good time. He walked back to the TV room/den to check on the fireplace and picked up the picture on the mantle.
It had been taken in San Francisco at Folsum before he got sick. He and Tom looked like any other leather couple on the street, except in his heart he knew they weren't. He smiled at the picture and put it back in its place. As he walked up the stairs he could hear voices coming from the guestrooms. He paused for a moment in front of the door to the room Vic and Joe were using but walked on to the master bedroom. He figured Tom deserved some fun. As he walked into their room, he thought how great a good night's sleep would feel. He flipped the light switch for the nightstand lamps and stopped in his tracks. Tom was handcuffed to the bed. His arms straining at the headboard.
"Finally, my nose is itchy, get over here." Eric closed the door and slowly stripped out of his leather. He walked over to Tom and lightly slid a finger up his leg from the base of his foot to the fat, floppy cock. He closed his meaty hand around the soft cock and began stroking it to life.
"My nose. Scratch my nose." Eric looked at him, cocked his head to one side and smiled. He gripped Tom's swelling dick harder and swung his legs up onto the bed. His knees straddled Tom's face so his big dick flopped against the stubbled skin. Tom rubbed his face against the thickly veined tube and sighed. He felt Eric's hot mouth swallow his dick.
Vic and Joe had quietly closed the door to the office so as not to interrupt Eric and Tom. They stood outside the door and kissed. Groans came from the room across the hall as they heard Mike begging to be fucked harder and faster. Joe ran his hands over Vic's full round pec shelf and lightly played with the left nipple. He felt Vic shudder and pull him closer.
"How bout another drink before we turn in?" Joe leaned toward the stairs. Vic's hand groped his leather jock. "We have time buddy. Come on." They got beers and found a dark corner in the living room. Vic began kissing Joe and held their bodies close together.
"I want us to have what Eric and Tom have."
"What's that?"
"Commitment to each other and I don't mean just the sex thing. They truly work as one."
"We're there buddy."
"You think so?"
"Yeah, that's why I moved in with you. I think about you all during the day and get a really good feeling inside. I need to be with you. And not just because I crave your body. I love you Vic, I hope you know that. I have moments when the intensity of my feelings overwhelms me. It's hard to explain."
Vic looked into Joe's eyes and at the sharp masculine face with military haircut. Nothing came to his mouth. Not one word. He put his furry forearm behind Joe's neck and pulled him close. Their lips met and parted as their tongues explored each other's mouth. Joe wrapped his arms around Vic's waist and squeezed the hard cop butt. He felt wetness against his face and pulled back. Tears silently flowing from Vic's eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Everything's right. I'm not afraid anymore."
"Afraid of what?"
"I was afraid if I loved you I would forget Ted. I don't want to, but I want to totally belong to you."
"I don't want you to forget Ted, there's no reason. He was an important part of your life and I want to be part of your life."
"Thank you." The two men stood and quietly kissed and held each other. Their hands worked over each other's hard muscles. The heat from the two of them causing a light sweaty sheen to coat their skin.
"Hi guys, what's up?" Tom threw his arms over their shoulders and leaned his head against theirs.
"We just realized how much we mean to each other because we saw how much you guys mean to each other." Tom looked at the two men and felt the heat, like a wave, hit him. The three men hugged. Tom felt hot hands on his ass pulling him into their heat wave. The three men kissed back and forth, the force of the two men growing to envelop Tom. Their hands were moving up and down his muscled back and butt. Their bare thighs rubbed together adding to the sexual high. Tom put his head back as the two men each kissed his thick striated muscular neck.
"I think we need to move this upstairs. I need you to help with something." They headed up the stairs following Tom's chain outlined square butt. He walked back to the master bedroom and closed the door behind them.
"I can't do this well by myself. Eric will be up in a few minutes. He'll probably think the three of us are in the guestroom sucking and fucking and right now, my money says he doesn't join. So." He held up handcuffs. "I need you to cuff me to the bed."
Vic's eye lit up. "Oh wow, I so seldom get to do this in pleasure."
"Whadyamean? We did this las......" thwack, Vic's hand bounces off of Joe's hard abs. "Oh, was that a secret? As if, these guys couldn't guess we play good cop, bad cop." Vic walked over to Tom and slowly removed his chain mesh harness and jock. He lovingly caressed the pierced nipples and half-hard hanging dick. He rubbed the PA between his fingers and took the cuffs from Tom. In two seconds they were hanging from the boy's wrists. Tom lay back on the bed, raised his arms and let Vic cuff the restraints to the headboard. Both men stood above the perfectly sculpted man as he tested the cuffs and ran their hot hands over his body. They kissed him, walked to the door, dimmed the lights and walked out.
They walked into the guestroom and stood facing each other inside the door. Vic pulled Joe's mouth to him with his hand at the back of the blond beef's neck. Their tongues engaged in a battle of sloppy wet kisses. Joe wrapped his fingers around Vic's harness and pulled him close. Their hot sweaty wet bare chests stuck together and the fur against fur intensified the heat within. Vic backed up a couple of steps, then got down on his knees. Joe walked over and Vic began licking the tops of his boots, shining them with spit. Joe watched the thick knotted back and wide lats flex and move as the big cop moved from foot to foot working his way up Joe's blond furry legs. Vic's tongue traced the outline of each leg muscle, sucked on the fullness in the quads. His hands kneaded the wet muscles as he moved up the legs. The rock hard diamond shaped calves above the top of the boots. He massaged the sharply defined hamstrings and moaned when Joe put one leg back to flex them. His breath was becoming shorter but he wanted to prolong the moment.
Vic leaned back on his knees and stretched to show Joe his muscular torso twined with hot leather harness and jock. Every muscle on Vic was round and full and pumped to furry ripeness. Vic worked his nipples to show his lover how big they would get. He cupped his pecs emphasizing the full roundness of the mass. He looked up at his beefy lover and slowly licked his lips. Joe reached down, grabbed the middle harness ring and pulled Vic forward.
In a low menacing voice filled with urgency, Joe whispered. "Suck my dick, pig. Get it good and hard and wet, cause you know you want it up your ass." Vic reached up and unsnapped the codpiece concealing the fat uncut cock. The rush of Joe's male scent mixed with his own sweat and leather smell made Vic groan and rub his short salt and pepper flattop into his master's balls.
"Yeah. Cop trash, show me how much you want this dick." Vic held up the half erect cock and slowly licked the tip of the head. He looked up at Joe's deep blue eyes in the dim light and saw his reflection in the love the man had for him. "All of it scum." Vic sucked down the cock and worked it until it was dripping with spit and throbbing in rock hard glory. He drove his mouth up and around the full balls sucking them into his mouth and pulling down to give Joe some pain with the pleasure. Their eyes connected again. Vic felt the shudder in Joe's leg muscles and backed off.
"You want this dick up your ass doncha?"
"Yessir."
"Show me."
Vic got up and walked to the bed. He knelt on the edge, leaned over, reached back and spread his asscheeks. Joe swung and left a bright red hand print on the right cheek. He rubbed his hand between the wet cheeks and felt the hot puckered hole buried deep within. He knelt done and drove his tongue up the hole and heard Vic beg for more. He rimmed his cop buddy until Vic was pleading to be fucked. Joe stood and slid one finger at a time into the wet hole. He stood behind the kneeling cop, put a hand on each cheek and let his fat prick rest against the opening.
"Do it."
Vic pushed back and swallowed Joe's cock with his hungry butthole. He pushed until the whole rod was in and then slowly moved forward pulling away.
"I think you're ready." Joe wrapped his hand around the harness and pulled Vic back forcing the cock into the ass. He began plowing the muscle butt, directing the motion by tugging on the harness. Vic had not removed the codpiece from his jock and felt his stiff cock, cramped within the leather confines. His dick felt like it would break as Joe slammed against his ass. Joe ran his hand up the straps of the harness to the full round traps and held onto Vic's shoulders.
"OH fuck." Joe's hot load filled Vic's butt as the man's whole body shook with the release. Short of breath, Joe pulled out and fell onto his back on the bed. He pulled Vic over to straddle him, unsnapped the jock and pulled down the hard cock.
"Now Vic." Vic's load shot across the blond furry chest up to Joe's neckline. He placed a hand on each of Joe's pecs and held himself up. Their eyes connected again. Vic lowered himself to kiss his lover. He flopped down on his side and licked the pit of Joe's upturned arm.
"Thank you." They lay on the bed for a few moments until the room stopped spinning. Vic got up to get a towel and wipe up the cum. They helped each other out of their harnesses and jocks, not saying a word. The two beefy men slid under the covers and wrapped their bodies around each other. In the morning, they woke up to find clean towels and mints on the nightstand.
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