G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 27 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is a continuation of stories with characters begun in Feelings of Security. This story contains graphic gay sex, man to man. If you are offended by such material, 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.
Joe pulled into the parking lot of the millwork shop and climbed out of his truck. The dark sky threatened to let loose with a downpour any second. He stretched his back and legs then reached down discretely and pulled his half hard prick. He'd been all day on the road getting things for their house and work. He was still an hour from home and anxious to get his errands finished. As it was his workout with Vic looked to be in jeopardy. The thought of Vic pumping his big beefy furry body on his own only made him horny. The big prick and fat nuts were equally anxious to get home. A flash of lightning and loud clap of thunder sent him sprinting across the lot.
The store was fairly busy despite the late hour. Construction worker types roamed the aisles looking through stocks of specially milled wood trim. The smell of sweaty men and sawdust pushed the bulge in his jeans further forward. A tall athletic and furry salesman approached him. Joe produced the drawings and specs of what they wanted for the house. The man smiled at the completeness of the specs and walked Joe toward the wood samples. The round bubble butt walking ahead of him made him smile evilly. The man showed him samples and let him browse while he went for a work order. Joe selected the wood he thought would work best and watched the other customers until the salesman returned. The man was in the middle of writing the order when a loud voice asked who owned the beat up red Ford F-150.
As Joe turned to answer, he came face to face with the chin of a tall cop. "Uh, I do officer, why?"
The cop looked down at Joe and smiled. "You left your lights on sir."
"Thanks. I'll run out and turn them off."
"That's OK sir, your door was open, so I turned them off, hope you don't mind?" Hey, how's it hanging Rick?" The big man speared the salesman in the arm and smiled again at Joe. "You probably shouldn't leave your vehicle unlocked, I mean, we're a low crime burb but ya never know." Joe thanked him and leaned back to get a better look.
The salesman chuckled at the cop's remark. "Hell, ol' Ron here spends all his time lifting and posing, can't remember the last time he had to arrest someone."
"Don't get cocky boy or I'll haul your ass in for disturbing the peace. I need some nails." He sauntered across the store but not after cracking the salesman across his hard bubble butt. Joe watched the heavily muscled man and felt his dick getting harder.
"Ron's a good cop but we ain't got much here to keep him busy, so he spends all his free time in the gym. Well, judging from your build, I'd say you do too."
"I've been known to push around a few weights. Can we choose the stock tonight?"
"Yeah, back here, pull what ya want."
Joe busied himself choosing the lumber for his project. He kept one eye on the enormous cop as the man chatted with most of the customers. The salesman marked Joe's selections and finished the work order. Joe lost track of the cop as he walked out the door and back to his truck. He'd have to come back to pick up the finished millwork. As he loaded his other purchases in the back of his truck, the familiar cop voice startled him. Joe hit his head on the cap window.
"Sorry, buddy, didn't mean to make ya jump. Didn't cut yourself did ya?" The cop bent Joe's head forward to check for a cut. Joe's forehead nuzzled against the top of the massive expanse of pecs. "Nope, you're OK." Joe leaned back against the wet truck and stared up into the blue eyes. "I've been to the Dog Pound Gym and seen you and your buddy working out. You two look good."
"Thanks, we work hard at it."
"I can see that, everything's hard." Joe was about to blush in the cold rain when a large hand groped his obviously hard dick in the worn jeans. "Don't let the uniform or size fool ya, I'm all bottom. "'Cept when I'm choking down a big prick. Nice rainbow and leather flags on the truck here."
"Holy shit. A giant, gay, muscle monster cop in the middle of nowhere." The man laughed and ran his other hand over Joe's tender nipple.
"Hell, we're everywhere, jus' some of us don't like big cities. Look, I know that other guy is your lover and that he's a cop, I do my homework when I see someone I like. I asked a few questions at the Dog Pound. But, can I interest you in fucking my tight cop ass?" Before Joe could say much, Ron gave the left nipple another tweak and Joe felt his hardon begin to ooze. "Follow me, I'm Ron."
"Joe." The cop led the way to a small bungalow on a dead end street. Joe walked in to a neat, clean and masculine house as the big cop stripped off his uniform. He stood nude before Joe as the slightly smaller man tried to catch his breath. Everything about the man was big. Joe dropped his jacket on a chair and reached to remove his T-shirt.
"Uh uh, that's my job sir." The big cop pulled his high boots back over the chiseled diamond-shaped calves then snapped a worn Sam Brown back in place across the thick chest. The strap cutting across the pecs was lost in the valley of muscle between them. "Is this OK sir?" Joe nodded and swallowed hard. His dick was begging for release from his tight worn jeans. The big cop slid his hands under Joe's T-shirt and pulled it up over the man's head. Hot hands massaged Joe's square shoulders and moved lower to the erect nipples. The heat from Ron's hands set his chest on fire. Ron stared into Joe's eyes and smiled just slightly. "I need what you have Joe and I intend to get it. He rolled the thick nips that Vic worked over daily into two points of long sensitive brown flesh. His hot mouth caught Joe by surprise even though he was watching Ron's every move. The cop sucked and bit first the right then the left. It felt like Vic was working his chest and squeezed the big man's head against his left tit.
"Oh fuck buddy, you can do that for hours." Ron's hands popped open the beat up 501 rivets and yanked the jeans downward. Joe's throbbing purple cock smacked against the cop's furry chest.
"We intend to sir." Ron ran his hands over the hard muscular body and helped Joe out of his jeans. The rough stubble of the man's face brushed against the big dick and sent more waves of sexual energy through Joe's body. He looked down at the handsome rugged face and pondered the "we." "Let's go into the bedroom sir."
Joe followed the big man into the dimly lit but large room. He hesitated to allow his eyes to adjust but before he could get a feel for the room a second pair of hands pulled him forward and sent him sprawling across the king-sized bed. A large though shorter, heavily muscled, leather-clad man stood above him.
"I was counting on this stud." Leather-gloved hands pulled his legs apart as the two men quickly tied Joe's feet to opposite corners of the bed. Joe concentrated on the thick legs in tight chaps. A fat hard cock bounced freely as the man moved. A simple harness outlined a massive fur-covered chest and hung from mountainous shoulders of muscle. "Been planning this for three weeks."
"VIC?" Joe recognized his lover and made a move to sit up.
"No sir, sorry, can't let you do that." Vic smiled evilly and pushed Joe back on the bed as he planted a wet kiss on the startled man. Ron slipped rope over Joe's wrists and quickly tied the man's hands to the top bedposts. A leather covered pillow of sorts was slipped under Joe's butt so he lay prone across the bed with his hips thrust upward and his raging hardon exposed for the two cock-hungry men.
"What's this all about Vic?"
"Well, we've been talking about how we thought a fantasy romp would be fun. I met Ron at a seminar for cops a few weeks ago and we discovered we had lots in common. When I asked him to share our little fantasy, he gladly obliged."
"Only in our fantasy, I wasn't the one trussed up here."
"OK, so I took a couple of liberties, so sue me." Vic grabbed the base of his lover's big dick and fat nuts and pulled. "Here swallow this." He forced a pill on Joe and stood back.
"What was that, something to make me relax, damn you."
"No, on the contrary, something to keep that dick of yours hard for hours." A frightened Joe slowly realized he was helpless and Ron and Vic intended to fuck themselves on his out of control dick. "Ron why don't you go first, his dick is mighty tasty." Ron knelt between Joe's flexed legs and slowly lowered his mouth over the hard exposed flesh. A low guttural groan escaped form deep inside Joe's chest. "His dick doesn't need encouragement but with that little extra incentive we should get lots of loads from these fat nuts."
Ron pushed downward on the stiff prick until it was embedded deep within his throat. The big man's head firmly pushed against Joe's balls while Vic slipped gloves on the cop's hands without letting the dick slip from his mouth. The added touch of leather on his cock and balls had Joe struggling to shove his dick even deeper into Ron's filled and slobbering mouth. Vic humped against his cop buddy's hard ass. His dick slipped into the deep crevice and his leather gloves teased the knobby nips into red angry controls of lust.
Ron whined loudly and struggled to get away from Joe's cock. "Not the tits! They're directly tied to my nuts. I don't want to shoot yet. Fuck me but don't let me cum."
Joe felt the temperature rising in his screaming body. His chest was on fire from the touch of leather on his swelling tits. His nuts were flopping between his thick thighs and filling with juice. His cock was bigger and harder than he ever remembered it being.
Vic ran a smooth leather glove over his lover's prone body. More groans escaped from deep inside the man. A loud clap of thunder and flash of lightning filled the room illuminating the sexy scene. "Fucker's hot, isn't he? Didn't I tell you? Well, Ron, get your ass working that cock before his nuts explode." Ron slathered lube on Joe's statuesque dick and squeezed some into his hungry butthole. Joe watched as the prize specimen cop straddled his body and began lowering his ass toward its object of desire. Joe could only moan as the steely shaft slowly sank into the hot cop's ass. The man pushed downward until the shaft was buried to the balls, then stopped.
"Fuck, it's like the damned thing is still growing inside of me, fuck that's awesome. Hey, I need something to occupy my mouth, get your dick over here Vic." Vic straddled Joe's head as he fed his stiff rod into his buddy's mouth. Joe could only watch helplessly as the two men went at it. Ron chowed down on Vic's fat cock and let drops of spit fall to Joe's hard abs. The big cop's stiff rod was sliding eagerly along Joe's stomach.
Joe felt Ron slowly begin moving his tight ass up and down on the turgid rod. He looked up from between Vic's booted carved calves to see the man's perfectly muscled body expertly fuck itself on the pole his cock had become.
"Guys, you're killing me. Please untie my hands." Joe struggled at his bonds as he watched his cock sliding in and out of one body and his lover's cock being swallowed to the root by the eager hungry mouth.
"Hmm, well Ron, guess I have to give him something more to do." Vic placed his feet slightly further apart and lowered his ass to Joe's face. The bound man attacked the meaty muscle butt with ferocity. "Yeah, lover, get me good and ready for my turn on that stiff pecker. How you holding up Ronnie?"
"Just fine, good leg workout fucking this way, but I lost my oral grip on your cock. Humph, guess I'll just have to play with these tasty knobs here. Ron twisted Joe's tits hard. Joe responded by forcing his tongue deeper into Vic's ass. "Wow, look at this. Twist this one and I get more cock up my ass. Twist this one and you get more tongue up your butt.
"Twist them both really hard, he likes that." Ron did as Vic instructed and a loud whining muffled scream came from Joe. "Uh oh, back off, we don't want him shooting yet." The two cops spent the next two hours switching places. They took turns fucking themselves on Joe's purple throbbing cock. The helpless man's balls had ballooned to the size of oranges as he screamed for release between rimming his pig captors. The cops took turns feeding their dicks to Joe, who swallowed them and begged for more. They took turns also shooting loads on Joe's furry chest and pumped raw nipples. The additives they had downed kept their dicks hard and their bodies begging for more man-to-man-to-man sex. Finally, Vic stood on the bed at Joe's feet and carefully untied the ropes as Ron untied the worn out man's hands. Joe's proud cock still throbbed for release. "You OK buddy?"
"Shut up and get on your knees fucker. We ain't finished. You, get that big ass dick of yours down his throat. We're gonna skewer this schemer." Vic gladly dropped to all fours and chomped down on the other cop's swollen but limp dick. Joe slammed his cock deep inside his cop lover's butt and ground his furry abs against the hard ass.
Vic let Ron's stiffening cock drop from his mouth. "I don't believe this but I think it's getting bigger."
"Shut up. Suck and fuck." Joe gripped the firm muscle waist and rammed his cock deep into his lover's heavily pounded ass. Vic braced as best he could while Ron tried to help him by balancing his mouth on his dick. "Oh fuck yeah, two hours of teasing me with cocks and asses, huh? Well, this is your reward." Joe grabbed Vic's shoulders and let his load shoot deep into the cop pig's ass. He sucked down Ron's eager mouth and tongue as the bottom pig cop also unloaded a load into Vic from the other end. Joe's cum oozed out from Vic's raw butthole as Joe spewed stream after stream for nearly two minutes. Joe finally pulled back and fell to his back on the floor. Vic sprawled across Ron's battered bed and Ron slumped against the bed on the floor.
The beefy cop ran his hand over Vic's buzzed head and smiled. You two are the horniest fuckers I've ever met. I never meet any muscle studs that want to play like this. Course, I never go anywhere or do any of the events I keep hearing people discuss. As sore as my ass is, I want more, but I am whipped."
Vic reached down and ran his hand over the tightly muscled cop leg outstretched beside the bed and purred. "Guess we have to introduce you to our friends. We're all a bunch of sex-crazed muscle hounds. Tom and Eric though, man, you won't find two hotter and beefier dudes. And they are two of the sweetest, nicest men you will ever meet. Right Joe?"
"Uh, yeah right, great guys, phenomenal bodies and dicks that defy description. Uhhhhhhhhh, when does the stuff you gave me wear off? My dick is like still rock solid and my nuts feel like I haven't cum in weeks. Look at them. They're huge. What am I supposed to do?" Vic and Ron looked down at the furry muscle man stretched out on the floor as he waved his stiff dick and cupped his pendulous balls. The two cops looked at each other, slowly got off the bed and picked Joe up from the floor. "What? Again?"
Doug stood in the kitchen and stretched from side to side while watching Mike finish making dinner. "This getting back in shape stuff sucks. Between the physical therapist prodding me and your killing me in the gym, I hurt more than when the truck fell on me."
"But it's a good hurt."
"Yeah right. Even my dick hurts."
"I can fix that."
"That's what worries me." Doug wrapped his arms around his humpy lover and pushes his semi-hard dick into the always-willing butt. "Maybe after dinner we can have a, um, little therapy session. In the meantime, I met with Jack and Marsh today and they are fast tracking things for us to build this house. I've never done anything like this before and it's scary. I'm spending money like there's no tomorrow."
"Well, with your medical bills paid and the insurance company sending you checks, you should be OK for this. What are your worries?"
"It's happening so fast. I hope we're making the right decisions. I wish Eric and Tom were here to talk about this with us. Eric is so good at this stuff."
"Are we still talking money?"
"Uh huh. We got the sucking and fucking part down real good."
"Dinner's ready, humph, is that thing hard?"
"Yeah. I watch you moving around here and it gets me horny, sorry."
"Gee, what would Eric and Tom do?" Mike scratched his head.
"Put the food in the oven on warm and go fuck? Do you think they're having sex at Folsum?"
Mike put the plates in the oven. He turned slowly and dropped his pants. "Think about it. Between them there is oh, what, 500 plus pounds of sexually prime beef and a yard of dick. Throw in that they are hopelessly in love with each other. My bet is Tom won't be able to walk by Monday evening. Care to see if you can have that effect on me? It'll take your mind off the house stuff."
"What house? Bend over."
Tom's arms locked around Eric's taunt waist as his mouth deeply sucked each of his Dad's thick round nipples. The expert mouth and teeth on his sensitive tits went straight to Eric's horsecock. The quiet monster began to stir and fill the crotch of Eric's snug leather jeans. Tom knew he could have his favourite toy fully erect in a minute of intense titplay but threw in the ass squeezing just for fun.
"Don't even think about it son. It's you who's getting fucked, not me, no matter how much you work my tits, shit, do that again. Yeah, that's right, get that nip really hard." Eric cuffed the back of Tom's head with his thick meaty hand and held the buzzed head against his left tit. The boy alternated between sucking, nibbling and biting until Eric's hips were swaying from side to side. "My cock's gonna bust outta this leather."
"I hope so." Tom pulled back and stood before his lover Dad. He slowly moved through the bodybuilding posing routine he had done a couple of months prior when he won the contest. As he slowly moved from pose to pose, he made love to his muscles, licking whatever was in reach, biting his cannon ball hard biceps. Squeezing his mountainous pecs. Then slowly sliding his hands under the waistband of his shorts, he stripped them down over the bulging quads until they hit the floor. His cock flopped freely from side to side. He hadn't bothered with underwear since hitting the west coast a week before. He continued his posing routine with his back to Eric, making sure the big, round muscle butt was flexed to the max. Eric stood quietly and watched. His booted feet planted shoulder width apart, hands on hips and leather jeans pulling lower over his tight abs as his cock fought for freedom.
Tom turned slowly back to face Eric moving through pose after pose of muscular perfection. His cock was fully erect and bouncing with his heartbeat as he hit his final full frontal most muscular. "Do I excite you sir?" He stepped closer to his master.
"Always." Eric wrapped his leg-sized arm around Tom's neck and crushed their mouths together. A light sheen of sweat was appearing on both their hot bodies. The passionate, deep full kiss lasted several minutes until Eric broke it and stood over the slightly shorter Tom. Their foreheads pressed together. "We have two weeks together here with nothing else to do but make love. There are a million things waiting to be done in this city but I can't think of anything I would rather do than be with you." Eric's steel blue eyes looked deeply into Tom's mysterious green. "Are you hungry?"
"Yes sir, but..."
"Good. The meal will be even better. Later." Eric's hands moved to Tom's full round shoulders and slowly massaged the glistening skin. The strong fingers kneaded the hard flesh as hot hands and a hotter mouth worked their way over the front of Tom's furry body. It took Eric 30 minutes of chest worship before he dropped to his knees in front of Tom and lightly ran his tongue over the head of Tom's marble-like cock. Tom could do little more than grit his teeth to control his urges. He kept his hands at his sides unless Eric told him it was all right to move them. His body tensed with electrical energy as his master skillfully manipulated all the right points. Eric sucked on Tom's aching nuts and nuzzled the stiff prick with his shaved head and bristly goatee.
"You had enough boy?"
"No sir, but..."
"But what?"
"I want you to fuck me sir."
"Is your ass ready?"
"Yes sir."
"Let me be the judge of that? Turn around." Eric slapped both of the furry ass cheeks hard. "Bend over and spread them." Tom did as he was told. He heard a zipper and looked down between his knees to see Eric's cock turned loose to thump on the floor. He looked at the impossibly huge dick and spread his cheeks further apart. "Fuck Tommy, you are sex personified."
"Thank you sir, does my ass please you?" Tom couldn't understand Eric's response with the hot tongue now probing his soul. Eric's left hand wrapped around the base of Tom's cock and balls and pulled the boy's tools back to control the rimming he was giving the muscle butt. The tongue felt like it was a foot deep into Tom's ass. Tom clenched only to have Eric drive harder and deeper. It felt like the tongue could split him in two. Eric's right hand massaged the deeply muscled legs of his boy as they tensed to support his wobbling back and forth on his Dad's tongue. Tom's moaning became louder as his Dad slowly stroked the stiff prick.
"You aren't gonna shoot yet are you?"
"I can't promise that with your tongue up my butt and your hands working my controls." A soft tug on his nuts brought Tom to his knees and Eric pushed his legs apart. Tom braced himself on bent arms. A cold squish between his asscheeks alerted Tom to the prick about to fill his tight ass. Tom flexed his arms to keep from being pushed across the floor as Eric pressed the fist sized cock head against Tom's butthole. As much as Tom loved Eric's fucking him, each time was like the first as the searing pain from the monstrous cock filled his body. Tom's chest pressed against the floor as he pushed his sculpted bubble butt upward for the onslaught it was about to get. A hot hand steadied Tom's shoulders as the last remaining inches pressed forward. Tom's muscles flexed as if they were in a full aerobic workout. Eric fucked the boy's hot ass for the first time in over a week. Eric could feel the muscles in Tom's neck as the younger man fought back shooting his load. As carefully as Eric's cock entered Tom's ass, it was withdrawn and Tom turned on his side.
"You ready to shoot?" The two men kissed deeply and jacked each other's throbbing pricks. Tom shook his head no. "Good. We're not finished yet." He rolled Tom onto his back and raised the massive legs. "Fuck, lifting these fuckers is a workout. Damn, love my beefy boy." Tom pulled legs apart and back as Eric pushed his baseball bat-sized dick deep into the waiting butt. "Rest those legs on my shoulders. I like their weight when I'm fucking you." Tom lowered his legs to the yard wide shoulders. Eric braced his thick arms against the quads and began rocking them back and forth slowly increasing tempo. "Do my nips Tom."
Tom's sweaty hands found Eric's fully erect nips and began twisting and pulling. The harder he worked the big nips, the harder Eric pounded the muscle hound. Ripples waved through Tom's muscles and face as Eric pounded deep into the moaning young man. Tom's balls bounced off of Eric's hard abs with each thrust. Tom's dick thumped on his own washboard stomach with each short breath. He opened his eyes to stare directly into Eric's.
"Finally. I want to look into your eyes when I let go. You ready son?" Between pants Tom wheezed out a yes. "Let it go." Tom muffled a scream as his hot cum shot across his abs onto his pecs and into his beard. His arms bounced at his sides as Eric rocked him forward and filled his ass with shot after shot of white-hot cream. It was several minutes before Eric's cock quit convulsing cum deep into Tom's receptive hole and he lowered Tom's legs. Tom lay panting on the floor covered in sweat and cum. He had lost a sneaker in the fucking and could only respond by waving his hands weakly. Eric flopped his still hard dick against Tom's swollen nuts. A slippery hand rubbed some of Tom's spunk into the fur on his abs and pecs. "Pretty healthy load there boy, want some more." Two strokes on Eric's cock sent several more rounds of manjuice across the eager boy.
"Thank.......you..........sir."
"You ready to go explore San Francisco?" Eric got to his feet. His cock hung like a boa from his leather jeans. He pulled Tom to his feet in one quick move and smiled again at the copious strings of cum covering his lover. "Hungry?"
"Of course he's hungry. Oh and could you hand us a towel." Tom and Eric spun around to find Bill and Steve standing in the doorway of their hotel room, cocks out and dripping. "Oh and you might want to lock your door."
To be continued, comments-suggestions? Lennoxbear@aol.com