G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 23
The following is a continuation of stories with characters begun in Feelings of Security. This story contains graphic gay sex, man to man. If such material offends you, please go elsewhere. Also, sexual practices are fantasy and not an endorsement of unsafe sexual practices and are not meant to be seen as such.
Red stared at his blood shot eyes in the bathroom mirror. He draped a wet washcloth over his shaved head and shivered as he let out a long sigh, "Fuck, I'm sick."
Ron's voice came from the shower. "Could you hold off barfing again until I am out of the shower? We don't have the best water pressure ya know. Go put a sweatshirt on if you're cold."
"I think I'm going to go back to bed." He stumbled back into the bedroom and crawled under the blanket. "I don't think we need any a/c today." Darrell walked in with a pitcher of water and ice and placed it on the nightstand. "Did you talk with Richard?" Darrell looked at the top of Red's head sticking above the blanket.
"Yeah, don't worry about the gym, he said they'll be fine. Did you talk to Dr. Pratt?" He walked toward the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Red popped his head out to watch the beefy, naked black muscle butt disappear out of the room. "Yeah, he said fucking my ass would make me better."
Ron stood in the bathroom doorway, pulled on his jeans and hopped across the room to the bed as they got stuck on his pumped thighs. "I don't think so. You need to rest and not have dick up that butt. Hot as it might be. You're burning up. What's your temperature anyway?" Red shrugged. Darrell walked out of the bathroom with his toothbrush in his mouth and thermometer in hand. Red went to roll onto his stomach.
"It's an oral thermometer. Dog."
"Use the other thermometer."
"We don't have a rec...no, I am not fucking you." Darrell shook his head and returned to the bathroom.
Ron pulled on a sweatshirt and tied his shoes. "Let's see, 102. OK, buddy you keep that butt in bed and rest. We'll check up on ya later. Are you hungry? No, then just sip on ice and water and if ya can't keep that down, don't go trying to eat anything exotic. Got it? I'm going to go have breakfast, hope ya feel better."
Darrell returned to give Red the same lecture then left to grab Ron and head to work. Red lay in the big bed and stroked his hard dick. "How can I be so sick and so horny at the same time?" He threw back the covers and stroked his fat cock. The thick dick throbbed more as he squeeze and jacked it while tugging on his swollen cum-filled balls. He let it thump back to his tight abs as he turned his attention to his hot tits. His nipples were sore and sensitive from all the attention Darrell and Ron gave them. Tweaking them only made his dick jerk more. He arched his back and thrust his dick into the air as his hot ass rubbed against the bed sheet. The heavy cock flopped from side to side across the muscular body as the short beefy man worked his tits into long thick stubs. The fat nuts seemed to grow with even more thick cream. He liked the feeling of his fat nutsack hanging heavy beneath his hungry cock. He tugged on the aching nuts to get his purple cock to stick straight out. The beefy muscle butt ground into the bed as he resumed stroking the rigid tool. He yanked the big nuts away until he was writhing in pleasurable pain. His hand flew up and down the expanding shaft. A thick stream of hot cum shot straight up into the air and splattered down onto the panting abs. His fingers automatically went to the ribbons of manjuice as his cock continued to convulse and drool.
"Oh fuck!" Red shot out of bed, into the bathroom and onto his knees at the toilet. A few minutes later he stood up and stared at his colorless face. "Well, I know I'm not ready to eat my cum. Maybe a shower will help." His shoulders and stitches ached from his writhing on the bed. The hot shower made him feel better as he rinsed the last of his spunk from his body and carefully washed his stitches. He looked at his body in the mirror as he toweled dry and wondered what kind of scarring the incisions would leave. A feeling of desperation to be able to workout again overtook his sickness and for a few minutes he felt reasonably good. Stooping to wipe up spots of cum from the bathroom floor only made him dizzy again as his sickness returned. Reluctantly, he stumbled back to bed and into a deep sleep. The phone ringing woke him up at 1:00 PM.
"Hey you lazy dog, you still in bed?" Tom's warm voice woke Red from his drowsiness.
"I'm home sick, been barfing all night."
"Yeah, Richard told me when I called the gym. Sorry, you're not feeling well but knowing you, you'll be back on your feet in no time. Or knees, whatever."
"Ha ha. And these damned stitches are itchy as hell. I just want this to be over."
"It will be, any report back from the doc yet?"
"No. Makes me nervous. I need to workout to relieve stress. Heaven knows I've fucked and sucked Darrell and Ron dry."
"Uhhhhhh, I rather doubt that."
"They're actually complaining about too much sex, speaking of which, how is LA?"
"I'll ignore the sex comment. LA is good. I've been busy lining up stuff for the house construction and equipment for the new gym. Eric's friend Nick is really great, super helpful and very hot."
"So? Has he fucked you?"
"Noooooo. But he wants to. I'm staying at his bed and breakfast, clothing optional. He is fucking hot and if it wasn't for Eric, I would be going after him. The rest of the guests are the usual gym bunny types, but this guy is huge, muscle everywhere and a big cock. We'll have to invite him to visit sometime. He'd fit right in with our friends. I better run and shower. Have an appointment about a data-cabling job for our company, big bucks. Hope you feel better short stuff, but don't rush yourself."
"I'm not but I am antsy. Well, enjoy your time in California miss ya. Bye." Red heard the phone click on the other hand as Tom said goodbye. He lay on his back and stroked his stiff prick. As much as his nuts needed to be relieved again, he fell back to sleep. Darrell and Ron found him still sleeping with a hardon when they got home from the gym in the late afternoon.
Tom hung up the phone and stripped out of his shorts and T-shirt. He headed for the shower, noise of laughter coming from the dining room downstairs. He was only a minute in the shower when Nick walked in to the bathroom.
"Brought you a clean towel buddy. How long will your appointment take today? Thought we could hit the gym together this afternoon."
"Good idea. I should be back by four." Tom rinsed the thick lather from his body as Nick watched through the glass doors. The big man was wearing shorts and the remains of a tank top that did little to cover the big furry body. The bulge in the shorts couldn't be ignored either. Tom slid back the door and reached for a towel.
"Let me." Nick held a large thick towel open for him.
Doug hung up the phone and sat drumming his fingers on the table. Mike bounced in from a day of training the troops at the Dog Pound. He leaned over the sullen man and slurped him a big kiss. "Why so glum chum?"
"Oh, Dr. Pratt won't let me go back to work yet, not until Monday. So I agreed to work at home on paperwork."
"That's good isn't it?" Doug rolled his eyes and pointed at two boxes in the corner of Eric's home office. "They already brought work over for you?"
"Oh yeah, and more is on the way, yippee."
"Well, this gets you off the medical leave list and back on the payroll, that's good isn't it."
"Yeah, you bet, I just didn't think they would get this far behind on things. Look at this stuff."
"I agree that it's a lot but just think when you take a break you get to have this." Mike dropped his jeans, turned around, bent over and wiggled his beefy butt at Doug.
Doug reached between the thick thighs to grab Mike's fat cock and pull him back. "Oh yeah, snack time baby."
"Hey, what's this?" Mike picked up a letter from the desk addressed to Doug.
"I didn't get a chance to open mail, hmm, a letter from the insurance company for the truck driver. Damn, I hope this isn't bad news." He slit open the envelope as Mike pulled down his zipper to release the long fat snake. "Omigosh!"
"What? Bad news, let's fuck first."
"No, Mike, it's an installment, the first payment for medical expenses and suffering. Mike it's for $125,000." The two young men stared at the check and then at each other before breaking into screams of joy.
"This calls for a celebration, let's fuck."
"That's what you wanted to do when you thought it was bad news."
"OK, so sue me, or fuck me, your choice." The beefy blond trainer passionately kissed Doug until the cast-covered man begged for air.
"Do you know what this means Mike? We can use part of this to build a house here with our friends. A home for us."
Mike straddled Doug's lap and stroked the two big cocks together. "A home. I've never been in a relationship with anyone who wanted to make a home with me."
"I love you, you know that. I want us to be together and wouldn't it be great to have our own place and not an apartment?" Mike quietly nodded as tears fell from his face. He swung his leg back away from Doug, picked up the injured man and carried him upstairs to their room.
Eric arrived home a few minutes later and hesitated at the bottom of the stairs when he heard shouts of all out sex coming from his guests' room. "OK, maybe I'll just go workout downstairs."
Dave waited as the deliveryman carted boxes from his shipment into the store. It was late afternoon and Dave was anxious to close and get to the gym to meet Bob for a workout. The short beefy man trucked cases of supplements to the back of the store and offered to help Dave move them to the storage room.
"Thanks, but I can get it, you don't have to help."
"Nonsense, no problem, where do they go?" The guy motioned the dolly toward the back as Dave pointed toward the open storage room. Dave hoisted two cases and followed him. "I guess you're taking over since the old lady passed away?" Dave grunted and the guy took the cases from his arms, but not without brushing against Dave's pumped pecs and sensitive nips. "I also see you added something to the door with the rainbow flag."
Dave was sure he didn't know the deliveryman but wasn't sure if it was a come on or a lead into trashing him. The guy was friendly enough and helped finish moving the cases. Dave turned to get him a cold drink from the cooler and felt a hot hand on his ass. The hand didn't back off as Dave turned to face the shorter beefy man. He wasn't in perfect shape but had obviously worked out at some point in his life. His hand groped Dave's ample basket in the tight jeans. Dave could only mumble a quick comment.
"You got a little tip for me?"
Eric changed into his workout gear in the basement gym and started working his way through a major chest and arm routine. In an hour he was dripping sweat and pumped to massive proportions. He was about to blitz another pec set when the doorbell rang. A quick glance in the mirror to assess whether or not to pull a shirt back on over the pumped and prime pecs. He opted to surprise whoever was at the door. Two of the construction workers on the apartment building site were shocked at the sweaty muscle freak.
"Holy shit! You're even bigger in person. Uh, we need to have some paperwork on the delivery for tomorrow. Sonny said you had it."
"Yeah, guys, come on in, I forgot to drop it off. You're working late aren't you? It's in my briefcase in here." The two men followed him into the kitchen and mugged behind his back at the beefy muscle butt. One of the men groped his dick and pumped his hips forward in a fucking motion. "So rumor has it that you're gay, that true?"
Eric looked up slowly from his briefcase. "Yeah, that a problem."
"No, just curious. So, a guy your size, you like to give or receive?" The two men chuckled at their jokes.
"I give, so why are you working this late?" He signed the forms he had removed from the case. "You looking to receive?" Eric leaned against the kitchen counter giving the two dumbasses the first good look at the tool packed into the spandex shorts. He crossed his arms across the chest and flexed the full round pecs to form a huge shelf of muscle. The two men snickered to each other and made comments under their breath only not low enough that Eric couldn't hear.
"Hell no." The smarter of the two took the forms and backed away from Eric toward the front entryway.
"Good, cause I don't think you're man enough to handle it, so why don't you take those forms back down to Sonny and finish out your shift." He took slow steps toward the two men as they feigned courage. One of them muttered, "Damn faggot" as they walked out the door. "And while you're carrying that paper back to Sonny's office, why don't you compare the signature to the one on your paycheck." The two men glanced at the papers and back up at Eric as he stood outside his front door, arms flared and chest pumped. He calmly stared down the two rednecks. "Don't try anything foolish, believe me, you aren't man enough." The men jumped into their pickup and tore down the driveway. Eric ground his teeth together and returned to pumping iron in the basement. Twenty minutes later the doorbell interrupted him again.
As he walked to the front door, he didn't believe they could be so stupid as to come back. "Now, what the fuck do you want?" Dan backed away from the front door, his eyes wide open and his arms out to protect himself. "Oh, shit, I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else." He quickly explained as he pulled him into the warm house. "Are you OK?"
"I'm, I'm, I'm....fine, my gawd, you're pumped. I miss talking with you and Tom and wanted to catch up, but, if you don't mind." Dan dropped to his knees, pulling Eric's tight shorts down with him. The thick horse cock flopped forward into his waiting mouth.
"You can't talk with your mouth full like that. This isn't a good idea, really, stop, dammit, oh fuck." Dan locked his arms around the huge quads and swallowed the limp dick, letting it harden and fill his throat and beyond. "Really, I can't move, this isn't right. We both have lovers, damn, don't suck like that. Damn, you and Tom are alike."
Dan let the stiff prick slide from his throat but he stayed on his knees, gripping the massive legs and nuzzling the log for a dick. "I didn't come over here for sex, but I can't help it. I can't help myself. Something Pratt has me taking makes me hornier than ever, and that's horny. I just don't know how to feel about myself, like what if no one wants to have sex with me again. I'm sex crazy, what'll I do?"
"I don't think Dr. Tom feels that way. Could we have this conversation in the den, with my shorts where they need to be?" Dan reluctantly let go and followed Eric to the den. Eric pulled up his shorts and turned around to find a near naked man back on his knees and grabbing at the shorts. He fell back across the sofa as Dan lunged for the swaying dick.
"I can substitute for Tom. Fuck me Eric please." Dan's mouth and hands were everywhere on Eric's nips, nuts and dick. Mentioning Tom only made Eric's dick swell harder and bigger. Eric blinked and saw Tom's face flash before him as Dan's tongue filled his mouth.
Tom walked into the bed and breakfast, put down his briefcase and walked into the den. Nick was having drinks with two other guests. They stared at the muscular young man as he poured himself some juice and sat down.
Nick got up to get himself another beer and squeezed Tom's shoulder as he walked by. "Good morning buddy?"
"Yeah, really. This company has all the gym equipment we want for our new gym at a much better price than the last place we went. Even with delivery, it still comes out to our advantage."
"I told Eric this guy was good." Nick bent over and kissed Tom full on the lips as his hand groped a firm pec. Tom tilted his head as Nick walked back across the room. "So are you going to buy the stuff?"
"Uh, yeah, I sign the forms day after tomorrow. He's making all the arrangements. I'm just going to relax in the pool for a while and then maybe a workout later. You up for that?"
"Oh, I'm up for it." Tom let that comment slide by as he got up to excuse himself and go to his room to change. A few minutes later he was relaxing in the water when Nick jumped in and swam over to him. Nick's big, callused hands slid over the wet furry chest to the nipple rings and tugged gently. "I think that guy would have given you all the equipment you wanted if you a had flashed him this chest. He's a big nip man. Me, I'm a big dick man myself. And the bigger the dick up my ass the better." He pressed his lips against Tom's and tightened his grip around the confused young man. "Eric is a lucky man and, even though, I don't want you to say no, I'd love to spend hours in bed with you. Or down in my dungeon with me in the sling and your dick up my ass. Please say yes."
"Um, Nick, I don't know. Eric and I have been leaning more and more toward monogamy and I don't know if I could look myself in the face if I let anything happen. You have a dungeon? You didn't show me that."
"Yeah, I don't use it very much except to make some money on the side as an occasional escort. I haven't met the right man to make it really work for me. I am so jealous of you and Eric and if I can't convince you to play, well, I hope we can be friends."
"Of course we can be friends Nick. I don't have to have sex with someone to consider them a friend. Especially someone playing with my tits like that. You're making me really horny. No, no, don't stop. What's a little titplay between friends."? Nick worked Tom's long nips in the warm pool and Tom returned the favour. "So what time do you want to hit the gym?"
"If we get there around three, we'll be one step ahead of the big afternoon crowd. We probably should grab our stuff soon and go." Nick kissed Tom lightly on the lips and ran his hand over the young man's wet hair. "I could fall for you big time. Come on, let me show you my playroom and then we'll hit the gym." Nick pulled himself from the pool then reached down and hoisted Tom from the soothing water. He tossed him a towel and headed back into the house and down in to the basement. The two men wrapped the thick towels around their waists as they hit the bottom of the stairs. "Only a few select customers know about this room." He unlocked a heavy wooden door and flipped a switch. The room was smaller than the playroom Eric had created in his house but still well equipped with a sturdy looking sling in the middle of the room. "And over here is a video hookup, I've done a few of those, good money." Nick walked over and tested the sling. "Hasn't really seen much use lately, just not meeting the right men. Have all the usual toys in the cabinet over there." Tom walked over and checked out the array of sexual devices in the storage cabinet. A warm hand slid over his back and undid the towel from around his waist. "See anything you'd like to try?"
Dave struggled in the storage room with the shorter but bigger older man. He was surprised how strong the man was as he pulled up Dave's T-shirt and attached his mouth to one of Dave's big oversized nipples. He pinned Dave's hands above his head and nursed on the long nipples. The man may have had a wedding ring on his left hand but his mouth was hot for another man. As scared as Dave felt, his dick responded and pushed out against the older man's eager hands. "Shit kid, you are hot. What do you have in here for daddy? Holy fuck. What the hell supplement you been taking to get a dick that big, shit." The man fell to his knees and swallowed the big teenaged dick. The hot mouth sucked Dave's dick into a throbbing hard weapon. The man reached up and continued to work Dave's tits as he sucked mercilessly on the big dick. The man only stopped long enough to pull off his own shirt and pants. The chest was thick and furry as were the arms. While the waist wasn't lean, it wasn't fat and Dave felt himself losing to the lust building in his body.
"Look, we can't do this. My lover might walk in at any moment."
"Hope you guys like three-ways." The man had Dave's fucktool sloppy wet with spit. He lubed his fingers and bent over to wet his asshole. "I ain't leaving until you give me an assful of that young spunk in those big fat nuts." Dave fell to his back as the stronger man pushed him back and sat on the rigid tool. Dave's hands held onto the man's thick calves as the man pistoned himself on Dave's cock. The thick hard muscle of the man's legs and ass only made Dave's cock harder as he fought not to shoot deep into the man's ass. "Come on kid, let go. If you don't fill my ass, I'm gonna have to fill yours." Dave looked at the thick, fat, short cock flopping against his abs. It was shorter, far shorter than Bob's, but really fat. He explored the man's furry chest with his right hand and twisted the big nipple to match what the man was doing to his. He thought it might distract the man and cause him to lessen the fucking. Instead the man only went more into a sexual frenzy and was soon grinding his ass against Dave's hard abs as the young man filled his butthole.
"Geez, you have an incredible ass."
"I have an even more incredible dick." The big man pushed Dave's legs back and lubed his ass with spit. Before he could protest, the man was shoving the fat dick deep into Dave's ass. Dave muffled a scream from the brutal entry. The man had Dave doubled over as he raped the young ass and filled his mouth with tongue. The man's intensity scared him at the same time it aroused him more than ever. The man slammed his ass across the smooth floor. Dave could do little more than lay back and let the pounding happen. He watched the beefy man's chest bounce with each thrust of his dick. He thought about Bob. About Bob slamming his ass this hard and working his young body with a more intense roughness. His thoughts about Bob made him hotter. The big man pounding his butt wrapped big thick arms around him, as he got closer to coming. Dave felt like a rag doll being fucked to abandon. The man's face showed his effort to fight the churning in his nuts. The fat cock slipped from Dave's butt and sent waves of hot cum up over Dave's horse cock onto the crunched abs. Dave's own load shot out between the two men and splattered against a case of Ripped Fuel. The big man sat up and relaxed against a pile of boxes. His thick furry pecs bounced with his rapid breathing, as his fat cock, still hard, twitched with the pounding of his heart.
"Jesus, kid you're hot, what an ass. And what a dick. You gotta fuck me with that thing again sometime. But I ain't the regular route guy, so I don't know when I'll get over here again, unless?"
"I have a lover."
"So, I have a wife and she don't do for me what a hot man does. My son's about your age and if he looked and was built like you, man, I'd be slamming his butt everyday."
"Is he gay?"
"No, but so what. What's a little hot cock play between two men? That don't make ya gay. I better get my ass moving. I have one more delivery to make. Some old women who owns a craft shop. I could, uh, pass this way on my way back, if you're going to be around."
"Sorry, have to get to the gym."
"OK, another time." Dave watched as the man pulled on his uniform. He stuffed his underwear in his back pocket and proudly displayed his still swollen cock in his pants. "Give the old bitch a thrill. I'll let myself out. Your door locks when it closes, doesn't it?" Dave nodded as the man left. He sat in the storage room and felt the blood course through his veins. His nipples hardened in the cool air. He leaned back against a shelving unit and idly stroked his dick. The sound of a key turning in the lock broke his daydream. Bob stood in the doorway of the storage room and surveyed the scene.
To be continued, comments - suggestions? lennoxbear@aol.com