Feelings of Security, Part 8 by lennoxbear@aol.com
Tom pulled into his parents' driveway early Saturday morning to cut the grass as he had promised. He headed into the kitchen to get a protein shake and take his musclepack of supplements. His mother just stared at her now enormous son. He said he could explain and she just shook her head and brushed him away. All she said was that if was doing things legally, she was happy for him. He hurried out to the garage and prepped the lawnmower. Within minutes he was working up a sweat in the fall sun as he cut the acre and a half of grass. He could see his brother stick his head out of the kitchen door and open his eyes wide. He just waved and kept mowing. Even with the professional lawn tracker his father had bought, it still took him about hour and a half. He was cleaning up and putting everything away when his father walked into the garage.
"Your mother told me about your muscle growth but this is phenomenal. What are you doing to yourself and is it safe?" He ran his hand over his son's arm and shook his head. Tom explained everything was Ok and that he owed the transformation to Eric and his incentive in the gym. He reassured his father that he had nothing to worry about and that he was the happiest he had ever been.
"So, this Eric. Is he the man with whom you want to share your life?" Tom looked up at his father as he swept the garage floor. "Oh, I figured it out a long time ago, but I left it up to you to decide how you really wanted to live your life. I love you no matter what. But, I want you to be safe and secure and not for anything bad to happen to you. If Eric can make you happy and safe, then I am happy for you."
"Yes, he does, dad," Tom caught himself on the word, realizing the two meanings it now had in his life. "He makes me very happy and you will get to meet him soon. I love you and mom, and wouldn't ever do anything to hurt you."
The two men hugged and his father held him at arm's length, "If I was gay, I'd be hot for you too. You are one huge mound of muscle and, of course, you have my good looks. And maybe some other trait I possess." His father winked. "I love you son" Tom smiled as his father walked back to the house. He finished his work and went inside to say goodbye to his mother. He explained he would be home Sunday evening and not to worry. She assured him she was fine with everything and he figured she also knew but he wasn't pushing his luck. He was loading some extra clothes into his truck when his brother came out to talk with him.
"That muscle you have loaded on is casting one huge shadow," Kyle punched Tom's pecs playfully and let his hand slide down to the basket. "I hope I get to play again soon. I gather everything is going well with Eric?" Tom told him he and Eric seemed to be getting along really and the future looked good. He also thought he and Eric would be glad to have them, meaning Kyle and Mark, over sometime soon. Kyle just laughed and mocked, oh really. He hugged his brother, copped a quick feel and wished him well. "I miss you, now more than ever. And I wish you well. Just be careful."
Tom piled into his truck and took off back to Eric's. He sang along with the radio as he felt the aching in his cock and balls grow as he got closer to his destination. Eric, in the meantime had been busy planning for that's night dinner gathering. He called in a favor from a friend, who did catering, which was sending a crew over at 6. He ran out to buy beer, wine, liquor, flowers and a few other items he thought might come in handy. He barely got back home before Tom drove in and ran up the stairs. He met him at the front door and hugged.
"How goes the grass cutting?" Eric cupped the big, beefy butt and ground his cock against Tom's. Tom put his things down and hung his jacket up in the hall closet.
"Good. My father told me he knew I was gay and that he hoped you were the man of my dreams."
"Really?"
"Well, not in those exact words but that was the gist of what we discussed. My brother is as horny as ever and wants to meet you soon and mom, well; she has to know and seems OK with it too. All in all, not a bad morning. What have you been up to? By the looks of that dick, I can help."
Eric grabbed him in a headlock and dragged him toward the kitchen. Eric explained the dinner plans and plans for some other festivities. They put the food in the fridge and got the bar set-up ready for the evening. Tom watched in awe as Eric set the table with flowers and the whole nine yards. He teased him about the hidden Martha Stewart side. Eric just stared and threatened him with the workout of pain. When they were satisfied with the preparations for the evening, they stripped and hit the gym. Eric kept his promise and soon had Tom sweating and pleading for relief. Three hours later, they were posing in the mirror and comparing the growth they had had in one short week. Eric pulled the measurements from a side table along with the tape measure. Eric measured Tom's dick before it could get out of control.
Eric - chest 55 Tom 50
Waist 32 30
Biceps 26 22
Quads 33 30
Calves 22 22
Dick 15 12
255# 220#
6'6" 6'3"
They were astonished at the change and felt from the warmth and tingling going through their bodies, that there could be more. Tom was busily rubbing his hands all over Eric's muscles as he measured and working hard to get the big man in the sex mood. Eric just told him he had to save it and walked over to unlock the playroom. Tom eagerly followed and felt his whole body tremble when the light went on. The room was clean and painted a medium gray with black trim. The room was dominated by a sling, which was hanging in the middle from huge eyebolts and heavy chain. Various toys were stored in neat rows on a set of shelves. Next to that was a St. Andrew's cross. Tom carefully walked through touching things as he inspected them. He turned to ask Eric what some of the toys were for and saw his master standing in the doorway with a full erection. Tom walked over and ran his hands down the throbbing dick.
"We really need to wait. I want your "initiation" into all of this to be something special and that means not cumming until I have to. Please let go. You don't know what those hot hands do to me." Tom feigned a hurt look and dropped Eric's dick. The caterers will be here soon and we need to let them in. Let's head upstairs and get ready."
They had no sooner pulled shorts on, than there was a knock at the kitchen door. Eric let the catering crew in and Tom's jaw dropped. The four men were all dressed in black jeans and white T-shirts and could all have been competitive bodybuilders. Eric explained his friend knew how to cater to gay clientele. The crew set in getting dinner ready and Eric pushed Tom towards the stairs. They needed to get showered and dressed.
He pulled Tom's shorts and shoes off as soon as they got into the bedroom and told Tom to wait for him in the bathroom. Tom waited, amusing himself by flexing his dick to pass time. Eric returned with a rubber hose, and enema kit. Tom froze. "Part of your initiation is to be clean to entertain our guests. No one will hurt you and I won't let anyone do anything that I don't think you won't enjoy. He set about preparing Tom for his coming out, so to speak. They showered together and Eric did everything he could to heighten Tom's sexual awareness without letting him cum. By 6:30, Tom was eager for release. "We need to get dressed. I've chosen what I think you should wear."
Eric crossed to the closet in the bedroom and pulled out several bags. From the first he produced a full harness. He helped Tom get into it, which was very difficult since getting the cockring over the eager tool proved a challenge. He then pulled out a leather jock and chaps. Tom slid into them and ran his hands over his body as he admired the look in the mirror.
"When did you get this stuff?" Eric told him he had gone on a major shopping spree Friday and confessed he had a hard time keeping this all a secret. He hugged Eric and felt his cock growing in his tiny jock.
"Hmm, something tells me you may not be wearing that very long." Eric tugged on Tom's nips as Tom was searching through his stuff for a pair of boots. Eric pulled out a new pair for him. "I tried to think of everything." Tom felt the extra capsule he chanced taking earlier, start to kick in and have an effect. He started licking the still naked Eric but was just pushed away. "Just be patient."
"And what are you wearing tonight? Tom adjusted his meat in the jock in an effort to be a bit less conspicuous.
"Oh, I like to keep things simple." Eric pulled out a new harness and put it on while never loosing eye contact with Tom. Then he produced a pair if leather shorts with a removable codpiece. The shorts rode high on the heavily veined quads making them look bigger than they were. The massive ass looked like it had been carved from black onyx. Eric's ample endowment strained the codpiece snaps. He pulled on high Dehner's over his diamond shaped calves and asked Tom's opinion. He could tell from the dazed look on Tom's face, and Tom's overflowing jock, that he had chosen the appropriate attire.
They walked down the steps with Eric's' arm around Tom's shoulder. He reassured his boy that nothing would happen that he didn't want to happen and if he gave the sign, all activity, if any occurred, would cease. Tom asked who the guests were and Eric just said wait to see. Tom got another surprise when they walked into the kitchen to check on the caterers. All four men were now dressed in leather jocks and workboots to fit the theme of the party. Tom immediately turned and walked out. Eric followed and asked what was wrong.
"Oh nothing, except that I am approaching a sexual point of no return. I could drop a load without touching myself, and those four hot men just might blow my trigger. I need a drink." Tom went to get a beer and mocked Eric's teasing tone. Eric smacked his bare ass.
A few minutes after seven, the first guests arrived. Eric opened the door to Ron and Darrell, both in harnesses and chaps with bare butts and too small jocks. Both men kissed and grabbed Tom's ass, making Tom even more edgy. Next came Marsh and Jack, who chose to wear as little leather as possible. They hung up their jackets and slipped off their jeans to reveal studded jocks and high boots. The next two men were guys Tom had not met. Frank and Don had been a couple for five years now and added to the high level of testosterone in the room. Don was a lean, blond athletic hunk with full wonderful muscles and blond body hair. He was dressed in boots and leather shorts. Frank, his master, was dressed in full leather including cap and gloves and was a super hot older man of about 55 with short salt and pepper hair and lots of muscle under the skintight leather. Tom was anxiously waiting for the last two guests and chatting with Frank and Don in the TV room, when he heard Eric welcome Kyle and Mark. Tom's head spun. Eric's smile couldn't have been broader.
Tom walked into the entryway to see his brother and football hunk, Mark, shaking hands with Eric. They were both in black jeans, boots and white T-shirts. Eric reminded them, kiddingly, the code was leather or no shirt, or naked. Both boys chucked their shirts and unbuckled their jeans to let them ride low. They fit in perfectly with the athletic look of muscle and fur. Eric offered everyone a drink and played the perfect host.
At 7:45, everyone sat down to eat and ogle the staff. Eric and Frank sat at the opposite heads of the table with their boys at their right hands. The remaining seats were mixed couples so no one was seated next to their other half or date. Tom was amazed at how well everyone got along. In no time, they were all carrying on like they were old friends talking about sports, movies, music and politics. He was amazed at how well informed Kyle was regarding gay events and news. Even more amazing was how well informed Mark was. Tom had always taken him for just another dumb jock. The combination of hot muscle, fur and brains was very attractive. Tom felt his dick straining all through dinner. It didn't help that Eric would every once in awhile reach under the table and grope him. The wait staff was fighting to retain their jocks. But by dessert, they were completely naked and enjoying the attention.
As the guests were finishing desert, Eric excused Tom and himself and headed to the basement playroom. He hugged and kissed his hot boy and explained that if he didn't want to play in group sex, he didn't have to. Tom reassured him he wanted to do what ever made Eric happy and hot. Eric helped him out of his chaps, jock and boots and into the sling. Then Eric placed a hood over Tom's head that let him breath and also left ample opening for hard cocks. Tom and Eric agreed their keyword was security. All Tom had to do was say "Eric security", and Eric would put a halt to things. He left Tom alone in the playroom while he went back upstairs to prep his guests.
He found everyone enjoying another drink and getting very touchy feely. Kyle and Mark were almost naked and Eric walked over to pull down their jeans. "Might as well get rid of them now boys. There are bags in the TV room for your clothes and belongings, if you want. The playroom is downstairs. I'll let these guys show you the way. Eric motioned for his guests to go enjoy themselves and went into the kitchen to take care of the catering staff. He wrote a check to pay the men and then invited them to stay and party. It took about three seconds for the hot horny men to accept and follow Eric to the basement. Eric was happy to see no one waited for the host to start.
Tom felt like he was in a self-deprivation tank waiting for something to happen. He could hear muffled noise upstairs and lost track of how long it was before anyone came into the playroom. The first men in just whistled their approval and soon Tom's body was being assaulted by numerous hands, all working over his nipples, abs, cock, balls and asshole. Someone finally bent his head back to receive a long hard cock. Tom entertained himself with trying to figure out whose dick was whose and who was playing with what body part. He felt his ass being loosened, first with lubed fingers, then with various sized dildoes. He took the opportunity when someone pulled out of his mouth to plead for a real cock and not a toy.
"My boy wants real cocks men. Rubbers anyone?' Eric dealt with his guest's pleasures. He wandered through the group, slapping asses and pinching nipples. He let a few men suck on his cock but didn't want to cum. He was saving a healthy load for Tom. He saw that Kyle, like his brother was going to be a hot bottom as he shared turns getting fucked by every one available. Mark had two of the waiters working him over and soon was fucking one of them while that one fucked his buddy. All around toys and lube were spreading sexual joy.
Tom knew Darrell had fucked him. No mistaking that big black cock. He figured another huge dick that had damned near split his ass had to have been Frank's. But Eric's dick never made its way into his stretched out butt hole. His hands had been busy jacking hot cocks for who knows how long. His nipples were raw from attention and his ass had to be a bright red from the slaps he was receiving. No one had gotten extremely rough and he lost count of being fucked by at least eight men. A hot hand began working his right nipple, pinching, twisting and pulling. He knew from the technique that it had to be Eric's. He had held off cumming despite his prostate being pummeled by Darrell and Frank. He knew he had to wait until Frank gave the word it was OK. He heard Frank talking to someone. Thanks for bringing your kit Frank. I thought Tom would like this and I wanted to surprise him. I think he's ready." Tom felt ice being applied to his right nipple and then something clamp over it. It was sore and dead enough that he hardly felt the needle cross through it. He heard the men applauding. He knew Eric was kissing him. He whispered into Tom's ear, "I love you and this is only a small token of my love." Tom felt an enormous dildoe being worked into his hole and heard the room fill with grunts and moans. He figured everyone was fucking and sucking into oblivion. Eric removed the hood so Tom could see that he was surrounded by hot men all naked, jacking their dicks and shooting their loads over his spent body. He felt shot after shot of hot cum hit his abs, cock, balls and left nipple. Eric was fucking him with the dildo. He smiled and licked his lips at the sight of his boy in total submission.
Frank and Don helped Tom out of the sling and both kissed him. He had been right about Frank's cock. It was another monster. But when he looked at it compared to Eric's, he knew the best fuck was yet to come. Marsh was handing everyone towels and offered to soap anyone up in the shower who need help. Jack dope slapped him and told him to get a grip. Marsh grabbed Mark's butt and Kyle joined the three of them going up the stairs. Tom was trying to get his eyes to focus on his right nipple and the silver barbell now going through it. Eric walked over and hugged him, spreading the numerous loads of jism on their two bodies. Let me get everyone settled and I'll be back. Eric went out into the gym and offered everyone to sleep over if they wanted. No one refused. There were going to be hot naked men in every corner of the house. The guests and waiters were heading upstairs to no-doubt either shower or start over, as Eric walked back into the playroom and closed the door.
He locked the door from inside and slowly walked over to Tom. He circled around his boy and slapped his beefy butt. Then he lowered Tom back into the sling and slid his fist into Tom's relaxed hole. "I didn't know if you could get into fisting but I think this ass could accommodate it. But not now." He walked over to Tom's side to show the boy his hard cock. "I think it's growing again. It's directly related to fucking that wonderful ass of yours." He walked back around and slowly slid the fuckpole up Tom's quivering ass. Tom thrashed and moaned. Eric pulled him all the way down with the chains of the sling. The looked into each other's eyes as they felt the monster cock expand in length and circumference. "See, it's very happy up there. I don't know why, but that hole of yours could handle a six foot two by four."
Eric began swinging Tom back and forth in the sling fucking the man until he had shot three times. Tom was hanging limp in the sling when Eric finally let his load fill the man he wanted now more than anything. He lay across Tom's body and felt the heat radiate from his lover. He felt Tom's muscles rippling again and stood up to see Tom's arms and chest expand before his eyes. "Holy fuck, you just got bigger."
Tom looked up at Eric who had his arms upright on the chains. He saw the arms flex and grow. The heat of the moment had triggered the muscle growth they had expected. "Oh shit, I'm never going to be as big as you if you don't quit taking this stuff and give me a chance to catch up."
"And that's never going to happen, son." Eric helped him up. Tom wobbled on his uncertain legs. Eric just threw him over his shoulder and carried him toward the door. He turned off the playroom light and headed up the stirs. As he walked through the house checking the doors, he could hear men having sex in every room. He left key lights on so no one would fall and get hurt going from one trick to another. They could hear Marsh, Jack, Mark and Kyle in one bedroom sucking and fucking. It sounded like Kyle had two cocks up his ass and one in his mouth.
"What time is it?"
"One AM. These guys will carry on another hour or so and then sleep late. You were in the sling over two hours." Eric held Tom over his shoulder and had his fingers in Tom's ass as he carried him to the master bedroom. They showered and Eric checked Tom's new piercing to make sure it was all right. Tom seemed to want to play again when they climbed into bed, but Eric just rolled him over on his side and soon they were asleep.
It was 10 AM when Tom woke up. He was cuddled against Eric in the crook of his lover's arm and smiled at how right it all felt. He ran his hand over the furry chest that had gained at least another inch of muscle and down to a long, thick dick. He looked at it and figured his days of being able to swallow the whole thing were over but he could have fun trying. He was about to suck the long foreskin when Eric woke up. "You wake it up and it goes back up your ass, fuck boy."
Tom just rolled his head across Eric's abs and looked up at him just before going down on the head. The man was intent on starting the morning the way he ended it with the cock of the man he loved as far into his body as he could get it. Despite having just woken up, it only took five minutes to get Eric to shoot. He had worked so hard to control himself the day before his nuts were ready to shoot just by squeezing them. They lay in bed a couple more minutes before Eric got up to go downstairs to make coffee. Tom followed in a minute, checking on the whereabouts of their guests as he walked through the chilly house. He walked into the TV room to start fire and found Darrell and two of the waiters asleep on the sleeper sofa. None of them heard him.
Eric was in the kitchen with the other two waiters who had gotten up and started organizing breakfast. They said it was the least they could do for the most fu they had had in a lone time. The morning sun was streaming into the room as the four naked me prepared tings. About 11, Marsh, Jack, Kyle and Mark appeared looking pretty wrung out. Tom just laughed at his brother and hugged him. "So, did you fuck me too?" Tom asked Kyle.
"You bet your sweet beefy butt I did. But I didn't get to see you handle that thing," Indicating Eric's donkey dick. "That's the biggest fucking piece of meet I have ever seen.'
"Coach is almost that big," Mark chimed in. Everyone's head turned. "What? You didn't know the coach at State was an assfucker? Puhleese. He's a pig"
"OK, so we'll put him on our guest list." Eric elbowed Tom and winked. Within minutes all the guests were up and seated in the dining room enjoying breakfast and coffee and groping each other. Eric pulled Tom upstairs.
"They're going to be fucking each other's brains out for another hour or so. Let's go for that motorcycle ride. Put your jeans on under the chaps and you can wear one of my old leather jackets. The two men were in full leather as they wheeled out of the garage and through the vehicles in the driveway to fly down the back roads. Tom held his big arms around Eric's massive chest and soon had the zipper down enough to get his hands on Eric's nipples. He had missed that Eric was wearing a shirt. His hand went down to Eric's crotch and found the outline of a hardon in the leather jeans. He squeezed their bodies together and they rode the bike as one man. They returned an hour and fifteen-minutes later to the sounds of sex in the playroom again. Eric was about to go downstairs but Tom stopped him.
"No, I want only you. I want you to fuck me in full leather out in the woods. Let's go for a little walk, sir." They headed into the warm fall day and about 100 yards from the house, Tom found a tree where he could bend over and give Eric easy access to his big glutes in the jeans and chaps. Eric pulled his cock from his leather jeans and rammed it back into Tom. He held his boy hard around the chest and fucked him until his fillings were rattling before they came together. By the time they walked back to the house everyone was dressed and helping clean the house and kitchen. By three PM, they were alone and relaxing in front of the fire.
"Last night was a lot of fun. Something I never thought I would do in a million years. And I will gladly do group sex with you anytime. But, I like it best when I have you all to myself. Thank you for the nipple piercing, it was totally unexpected and hot but about all the stuff you bought." Eric cut him off.
"I bought it because I want you to have it and because I love you. And yes, I know I don't have to do it, but I want to. I also know you need to spend time with your family and can't believe how depressed it makes me feel, like I am hollow again in side. I can't stand being away from you and we have only known each other a very short time. I do have one more thing to give you before you go back to your parents tonight." He pulled a house key from his pocket and placed it in Tom's hand curling his fingers around it. "I want you to be able to come here when ever you can or need. It's too early to say live with me, but when you are ready, this is your home too." He kissed Tom deeply and squeezed his left pec.