The Old Valley Road Hotel.
By Wombat. ------------------------- Any constructive comments are appreciated. I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'. ------------------------------------ Chapter 3. Education and Induction.
------------------------------------ Part 24: The Crystal Palace. ------------------------------------
Big Dick: << Quite a few years ago I knew this guy who flew all the way non-stop to London from Sydney and he went and stood out in front of Buckingham Palace and yelled 'Fuck the Queen'. >>
Kevin: << What happened? >>
<< Nothing. Absolutely nothing. That afternoon he got on a jet from Heathrow and flew straight back to Australia non-stop. >>
Paul: << You mean he spent twenty-eight hours solid in a plane flying to England, got off in London, yelled 'Fuck the Queen' at Buckingham Palace, jumped straight on a plane back to Australia and spent another twenty-eight hours flying back home again? And it would have cost him a couple of grand too. >>
<< Yes. He was away for a total of about three days. And it did cost him about two thousand dollars. >>
Paul: << Why? >> - <+ Incredulity, disbelief +>
The group knew that Big Dick was telling the truth.
Kevin: << He sounds like a real fruit loop. >>
Wolf: << It sounds crazy. You mean that he stood there in front of Buckingham Palace, yelled 'Fuck the Queen' and nothing happened. >>
Big Dick: << Absolutely nothing happened. There was no response at all. He might just as well have been standing out in the middle of the Simpson Desert instead of the middle of London. >>
Derek: << I guess people over there thought he was just another nut case and ignored him. >>
Paul: << I don't think they would ignore him these days with terrorist threats looming all around us. He'd probably get arrested and carted off. >>
Derek: << It's quite funny when you think about it. He really must have wanted to do it really badly. >>
Big Dick: << He did. It was his driving ambition. >>
Michael: << This shows that human beings are capable of tremendous effort and sacrifice to achieve their goal. You supermen may laugh at this fellow for his effort and expenditure in achieving what to you appears such a shallow goal, but please consider that there are many humans who labour all their lives in quest of their goals, whether it be in the scientific or artistic fields, or whatever endeavour. Some spend their lives looking for the cure for cancer, some spend their lives writing beautiful music, and others spend their lives looking for the perfect head of beer or collecting Barbie dolls or bottle tops. Just consider, my friends, what the human race could be capable of if all this energy and passion were channelled in productive directions. Can you start to see the glorious future that awaits the human race? Can you see why The Lord God takes so much interest in the human race? You all know that there are far more humans with supernatural powers than all the other intelligent races in the Universe combined. Just imagine what it would be like when most of the human race are telepathic and have superhuman powers. Just imagine, my friends, the future that lies ahead of you. >>
Peter wandered over to inspect the barbecue behind the garage, a large construction made out of besser blocks. He was volunteering to cook the meat. The archangel was going to stay and join them at the barbecue.
Big Dick came up behind Derek, put his massively muscled arms around him and nuzzled the back of Derek's neck. Derek leaned back into the huge man.
Big Dick: << Derek, it's my driving ambition to fuck you, you hot, horny hunk of muscle. Wanna come to my secret planet? >>
Derek: <+ Yes +>
Hal: << Dick, you dirty ... >>
At that instant, space ripped. Big Dick enfolded Derek in his jump field and the next thing Derek knew, both he and Big Dick were floating in space above a red planet. Derek looked at the great red globe lying below them. At first Derek thought it was Mars, but Dick informed him it was his planet. He had created it and the universe and galaxies in which it lay. It was a small universe with only about a couple of dozen galaxies in it; it was tiny when compared to the main universe that contained about 450,000,000,000 galaxies. Dick had copied one beautiful big spiral galaxy from the main universe from which they had just come and in this galaxy he had built his planet that was about the same size as Earth. The other galaxies he had also copied in from the main universe. They were of different types, spirals, ellipticals, barred spirals and irregulars. None of the galaxies had any intelligent life forms at all apart from Big Dick and Derek. Big Dick had selected a nice G-class yellow dwarf star like Earth's sun and had created his planet in orbit around it. There were six gas giant planets already in this solar system. Dick had moved them out to a safe distance from his planet. There was also another rocky Earth-sized planet that orbited closer to the star. It was hot, airless and lifeless and it was a brilliant white; it shone brighter than Venus because Big Dick had covered its surface with titanium dioxide.
Dick's planet had an atmosphere of similar density to Earth's. It was mainly the noble gas krypton with some nitrogen, argon and carbon dioxide; the oxygen content was similar to that of Earth.
Derek enfolded in Big Dick's arms hung in orbit above the red planet. There were no clouds to be seen as the planet was quite bereft of moisture; there was no water anywhere. There were a few huge dust storms visible. On the surface were visible great craters, rugged cliffs and mountain ranges.
Derek: << Impressive! >>
He and Big Dick flew together down through the atmosphere and landed in the middle of a dry dusty desert plain covered with red sand dunes. Derek looked around him. The red sandy desert stretched off into the distance as far as the eye could see in most directions, except that in the west rose a high rocky mountain range purplish in the far distance. The sun shone down on them hotly from a harsh purple-blue sky. No clouds were to be seen. There was no sign of any life form visible. There were no bushes or shrubs or trees or bits of wood, no animal tracks, no birds, nothing. The desert was quite devoid of life.
Derek: << This place looks sterile. >> - <+ Joke +>
Big Dick: << It is a desert. The whole planet is a desert. >>
<+ Why? +>
<< There is something cleansing about a desert. I've lived in the desert and I have come to appreciate it. My father lives in the Gibson Desert in Western Australia, out there in the middle of the sand dunes. >>
There was a resonance about that remark that made Derek look at Big Dick closely. For the first time, he actually took notice of Dick's long luxuriant straight black hair and dark, flawless, well-tanned skin, his deep-set black eyes with bushy eyebrows, and the nose that was a little wider than that of most Europeans. Until then, he had really only noticed Dick's huge muscles on a massive broad-shouldered physique.
Derek: << You're Aboriginal. >>
<< Well, yes. I'm a half-caste actually. My father's Aboriginal and my mother's a white woman. I was a result of a fling my father and mother had when they were young. My father was a member of an Aboriginal dance troupe touring Australia and my mother was a university student in Adelaide who got infatuated with this gorgeous hunky black dancer and jumped into bed with him. My dad's now a tribal elder in Central Western Australia. I had to use my superpowers to track him down. I never would have found him otherwise. He was really glad to see me. He's married now and he has five kids now apart from me. They were really interested to see their new big brother. My mother hung onto me despite the disapproval of her family. She dropped out of University and looked after me until I was about fourteen. Then she hooked up with this complete arsehole of a guy who wanted her to get rid of her little black bastard. That's me. He made life impossible for me at home, so I shot through. She was so desperate for a man by then that she was willing to put up with him treating me like shit. We had moved to Sydney by then. I lived on the streets of Sydney for a couple of months until Hal picked me up and trained me up as a superman. I was fourteen then and that was seventeen years ago. I slapped on a ton of muscle and became huge. I like being really huge. And, well, here I am. >>
<< Your mother? >>
<< She lost the arsehole she was living with soon after I left and ended up marrying this rich businessman in Sydney. She now lives in this big house on the North Shore of Sydney and has a couple of teenage boys. I caught up with them a few years ago. Mum was blown away to see me again after all these years. She was so happy. The kids thought it was fantastic to have this huge big black bikie for a brother. They really like going for rides on my bike. Mum's husband took a little while to get used to me but he's OK now. >>
<< And here we are standing in the middle of a huge fucking great desert. I wonder what they would think if they could see you now. >>
<< The kids would probably want to get super powers right now. >>
<< I assume you didn't bring me here just to admire the scenery, though I got to admit it is unearthly. >>
The hard bright sun shone hot on their backs. The view was immense from the top of the sand dune they were standing on. Red sand dunes marched off across the desert plain to the distant rugged mountains. The red sand was burning hot under Derek's feet. He was glad to be a superman.
Derek was considering what it would be like to have a fuck on top of a sand dune when he caught the image in Dick's mind of his crystal palace built on a rocky plateau in the middle of the global desert a long way away across the planet.
Big Dick: << Follow me. >>
Derek rose up into the air after Big Dick and together they streaked at hypersonic speed away to the south east towards Dick's crystal palace in the Southern Hemisphere. As they sped low over the sand dunes, plumes of sand were thrust upward on both sides of their passage by the shock waves caused by their high velocity.
After a few minutes a rocky steep-sided mesa rose before them high above the surrounding sandy desert. In the centre of the smooth level plain on top of the mesa Derek could see a large round domed structure like a giant facetted transparent crystalline mass with four round crystalline towers equally spaced around the outer wall. To Derek it was reminiscent of an upturned cut glass bowl with four long legs sticking up into the air or a diamond mosque similar in shape to the great mosque in Istanbul.
Big Dick: << My crystal palace. >>
Derek was impressed. As they approached he could appreciate its great size. It appeared to cover many square kilometres. Inside the building he could see the green of a forest of very earthly looking trees.
Derek: <+ ? +>
Big Dick: << It's about fifteen square kilometres in area. I've created an earth type rainforest like up in North Queensland inside, with lots of birds and forest animals. >>
<< I like it, but a rainforest? Out here in the middle of a planet size desert? >>
<< I've created a huge supply of water for it down underneath inside the mesa that should last a couple of million years. The water is under pressure so it comes up by itself. I don't need pumps. There's a lake inside which is fed by springs. >>
<< It's a contrast. Wow! >>
<< Yep. >>
They came up to the massive crystalline structure. Derek stood on the smooth bare surface of the red rock plain outside and looked up in admiration. The transparent facetted wall towering above him was about 300 metres (1000 feet) high. No entrance was visible. Dick hovered nearby while Derek took in the sheer size of the building close up. Then Dick jumped into the rainforest inside. Derek followed.
The humidity of the warm air inside hit like a wall. It was a stark contrast to the absolute dryness of the desert air outside. Derek looked up at the tall trees making up the rainforest surrounding him. The air resounded with the cries of many multicoloured parrots that flew amongst the trees.
Derek breathed. << It's magnificent. >>
Dick put a massive arm around Derek's shoulders. << Come up to my boudoir, hunk. >>
<+ OK + >
Together they flew up from the forest floor through an archway into a large circular room in one of the four towers made of crystal glass. The room was level with the top of the vertical outside wall of the giant crystal palace. The view was awe-inspiring. Looking to the inside of Big Dick's construction through the transparent walls, Derek could see the luxuriant rainforest enclosed in the crystal glass dome. Out through the archway was a glass crystal balcony that overlooked the rainforest.
Beyond the outer wall of the palace was visible the planed smooth surface of the red rocky plain of the mesa top and below and beyond its edge lay the endless red sand dunes of the vast desert that covered the planet. Visible in the far distance all around were the mountain ranges that formed the rim of a large circular crater. The mesa was at the very centre of the crater.
In the middle of the large glass-walled room was a big circular bed covered with maroon linen. It consisted of a two-foot (60-cm) thick mattress resting on a low glass plinth. Derek jumped onto the mattress and found it firm underneath.
Big Dick stood for a minute next to the bed admiring Derek's powerfully muscled body as Derek lay on the bed. Derek had kept switched on a force field that made his well-tanned skin all slick and shiny. The incredibly handsome muscle stud looked really beautiful lying on the maroon sheets. Dick appreciated with rising lust the bulging power of Derek's magnificent muscles.
Derek lay on the bed and soaked up Dick's admiration. He looked up at the huge muscleman who was about to fuck him.
Big Dick was truly enormous. He stood 215 centimetres (7' 1") tall and weighed 225 kilograms (495 pounds) and it was all solid hard ripped well-veined muscle. His huge 73-inch (185-cm) chest looked awesome and made his 36-inch (90-cm) waist look tiny. His mighty 29- inch upper arms (74-cm) looked in proportion with the rest of his mountainously muscular physique. His gigantic thick long cock stood up to attention in front of the massive cobblestone eight-pack of his thickly muscled belly. It was fully two feet (60 cm.) long, four inches (10 cm.) thick and looked like a great big meaty club. It was an impressive size.
Dick jumped onto the bed with and wrapped his hugely muscular arms around Derek's body.
Dick: << You're just where I want you. >>
They kissed and writhed together with rising passion. Their telepathically linked minds revelled in the feel of their powerfully muscled bodies rubbing together.
Dick started licking the front of Derek's body. Derek's nipples were exquisitely sensitive and they thrilled to the touch of Dick's warm tongue sliding over them. They stood up eagerly for Dick's attentions. Dick's tongue was like that of a dog, long, wet, warm and covered with saliva.
Dick kept on licking down Derek's torso, enjoying the feel of Derek's big hard muscles under his tongue. He bypassed Derek's aching stiff hard penis and took each of his large balls into his mouth, massaging them delicately with his tongue and lips. Derek groaned with rising lust. His balls ached with lust.
Dick hoisted up Derek's thick powerful thighs and ran his warm wet tongue over Derek's perineum, the part between his ball-sack and arsehole. Derek shuddered as pleasurable thrills ran through his body. Dick moved his attentions to Derek's arsehole. Derek groaned with delight as the tip of Dick's tongue tickled his sensitive anal pucker. Delicately Dick licked over and around the anal opening while Derek thrilled to the sensations coursing up through his body. Dick eased the tip of his tongue into the arsehole, past the anal sphincter and into the anal canal. The feel of Dick's tongue moving around up in his arsehole gave Derek a real buzz. Dick gave Derek's prostate a workout with his tongue, which was so vigorous that Derek came close to orgasm but Derek locked it down. Derek was not going to blow yet. Dick's tongue moved up further and came into contact with all the semen that Scott Reeves had pumped up Derek's arsehole earlier that day when Derek had gone back in time. Dick made a tube of his tongue and squirted saliva up into Derek's anal canal, making it even better lubricated.
When Derek was nicely stimulated and rearing to go, Dick withdrew his tongue and sat up. His massive form loomed over Derek, who lay on his back looking up at Dick tense with anticipation. The head of Dick's huge penis was the size of a large peach more than four inches (10 cm.) across. The whole penis was covered with a small repulsive force field that made it feel well lubricated and very slippery. Dick placed it against the pucker of Derek's arsehole, which Derek had caused to become nicely relaxed enough to be able to stretch out sufficiently to admit the huge sex organ now wanting entry. Dick pushed gently and Derek's anus opened up to receive the mighty cock coming in. Derek marvelled at the bulging muscles of Dick's huge body working as Dick continued thrusting it into Derek's arsehole bit by bit. Dick's penis was so fat that it was squeezed by the bony structure of Derek's slim pelvis as it thrust ever deeper up into Derek's torso. It was absolutely enormous. Derek's arsehole felt incredibly stretched. Dick inched his cock up Derek's anus bit by bit with gentle thrusts. It felt enormous to Derek. His anal sphincters and anal canal felt extraordinarily distended and full. It was like the circle fuck and the fuck with all the others at once he had the previous day but now he had Dick all to himself. He could appreciate the huge size of Dick's penis as it eased its way up Derek's anus. Derek's prostate was massaged and squeezed by Dick's enormous cock as it thrust further up into his torso. Derek had already adjusted his bowels to be able to fit such a gigantic cock up inside his torso.
Dick kept on thrusting his huge long fat penis further up into Derek's anus inch by incredible inch while Derek groaned with the storm of sensation coursing through his body.
Finally Dick gave one more thrust and succeeded in getting the entire two-foot (60-cm.) length of his mighty cock all the way up inside Derek's torso. It was a very tight fit. The cock head was up near the base of Derek's throat. Derek's heart pounded against the huge cock up against it. His whole torso felt unbelievably full and tight inside. He felt as if he had been impaled on a fence post. Dick revelled in the pounding pulsating energy of Derek's powerful body clasped tightly around his cock.
Derek's groin felt incredibly tight and congested with that massive thick hunk of man meat stuck up his arsehole. Eagerly he grabbed Dick's huge muscular arms as Dick started a regular thrusting into him. Dick lay down on top of Derek and kissed Derek passionately on the lips. Derek was easily strong enough to support Dick's massive weight on top of him.
Derek wrapped his arms around Dick's huge hard muscular chest and his legs around Dick's waist allowing Dick full access to his arsehole. They held each other tightly in a robust bear hug.
Dick lengthened the strokes of his thrusts into Derek. He would withdraw almost the entire length of his cock from Derek's arsehole and would slam it vigorously back its entire length up into Derek's torso to the top of his chest. Derek yelled and arched his back underneath Dick as the maelstrom of sensation shook his entire body. All his internal organs were being massaged energetically by the massive penis thrusting up into his body. He could feel it thrusting deep into his chest up past his wildly beating heart. At the end of each stroke it was reaching up to the base of his throat. It felt as if he had a battering ram being forced up his arse, but it was incredibly stimulating. Derek relished feeling the huge muscles of Dick's body bulging and working hard as he thrust into Derek.
Dick revelled in fucking Derek's powerfully muscled body. Derek was incredibly hot and eager. It was sheer delight for Dick to fuck such a passionate muscleman as a lover. There were not many people who would accommodate his huge cock so willingly and eagerly.
Derek released the block on his orgasm and exploded into a firestorm of rapture. Hot gouts of semen gushed out of Derek's painfully stiff cock sandwiched between their hot copulating bodies. Dick continued thrusting up into Derek a few more times and burst into orgasm as well. He thrust his cock as far as it would go up into Derek's torso and his spunk squirted right up at the top of Derek's deep muscular chest. His whole cock pulsated inside Derek who was beside himself with orgasmic joy. They clasped each other tightly in a fervent bear hug. Each revelled in the hard muscular power of each other's bodies pulsating with the orgasmic storm coursing through them. Both cried out their passion locked together in their fervid coupling.
After some considerable time their orgasms came to an end. It was dark but still warm. The sun had set. Both men were hot in each other's embrace. Dick kissed Derek tenderly. The golden glow of glorious sex surrounded them both. They delighted in the feel of their muscular bodies lying against each other.
Derek: << Wow! That was some fuck! That was a super fuck! >>
Dick beamed with happiness. He loved Derek. He was really fond of the hot hunky muscly super-stud and Derek was fantastic to have sex with.
It was quite dark now. Looking out through the glass walls, Derek could see the sky ablaze with stars. There were very many more stars visible than back on Earth. Derek could actually see Dick's face clearly in the starlight. In response to Derek's telepathic query, Dick let Derek know that the stars were much more densely packed in the neighbourhood of his planet than was the case near Earth.
The birds in Dick's little rainforest were quieter now. There were a few noises from the night birds but that was all.
Derek wanted to go outside and look at the stars. He jumped out through the glass wall hyperspatially and alighted on the rocky plain outside. Dick joined him. Derek was awed by the magnificent display of the blazing night sky. There was bright starlight coming from all around the sky. There was enough light to read a newspaper by.
Dick: << Makes the Australian desert night sky look pretty pallid in comparison, doesn't it. >>
Derek: << Sure does. >>
Derek thought back to the time when as a boy he used to go and stay with his mother's parents when his grandfather was still a senior research scientist at the Woomera Rocket Range in the desert in the north of South Australia. When he stayed in Woomera during the May school holidays, the chill autumn desert night sky was brilliant with stars but it paled in comparison to the night sky of Dick's planet. His grandparents had moved out from England when his grandfather had been appointed to the position at Woomera soon after World War Two. They had been living in Australia ever since. His grandfather was a keen amateur astronomer and delighted in showing Derek all the interesting astronomical objects through his telescope. Derek still remembered the awe when he first beheld the ringed splendour of the planet Saturn all those years ago.
Dick sensed the thoughts passing through Derek's mind with interest. His memories were different. He remembered the joy of meeting his lost father for the first time and the long hours they spent talking around a campfire at night. His father would point out the stars and constellations and tell Dick his people's names for them. He would tell the Dreamtime stories of how they came to be and which constellations represented which Dreamtime hero. The young superman was fascinated by another aspect of his aboriginal heritage opening up to him.
They hugged in the cool dry night air.
Derek: << My father was the bold and handsome young army captain who married the boffin's beautiful daughter. The young scientists working with Grandad at Woomera were really cheesed off when Dad moved in on her. Apparently he cut a really dashing figure in his army uniform. He was an army liaison officer then. >>
The eastern horizon glowed with the approach of the moonrise. The two men waited while the dazzlingly bright moon rose up over the rugged mountains in the east. It was past full but it was still brilliant, much brighter than Earth's moon. Dick had created it with a pale grey surface that was much lighter than Earth's moon's asphalt-grey surface.
Dick suggested a moonlight swim in the lake inside the crystal palace. Derek agreed and together they jumped back inside the palace to the lakeshore. They waded out and swam in the limpid cool spring- fed waters. The effect of the bright moonlight refracting and reflecting through the glass walls of the palace then through the trees was breathtaking magical. Derek floated in the middle of the lake spellbound with wonder.
Derek: << It's really beautiful. Dick, you're a real artist. This is fantastic. It's like some sort of fairyland. >>
Dick glowed with appreciation.
The lake was approximately round in shape and fairly big, about five hundred metres (yards) in diameter. Along the shore, trees hung over the water's edge. There was enough light from the low hanging moon and the myriad stars to be able to see the green colour of the trees. Underwater it was quite dark.
They swam and paddled around in the lake enjoying the feel of the cool water on their skin. After a while, Dick thought that they should return to the others in the main Universe. Derek assented.
Together they swam to the shore and got out of the water. Big Dick wrapped his arms around Derek so that they were in the same position as they were when they jumped out of space-time at the barbecue at Derek's garage back on Earth.
They jumped. Again there was the ripping of space and time. They arrived a fraction of a microsecond after the instant they left and found themselves amongst the others exactly the same as they were when they left. To their friends Dick and Derek appeared to shimmer for an instant as they departed and instantaneously returned.
Hal finished his thought: << ... rotten bastard. >>
He grinned and continued. << Glad you like him. >>
Dick: << I sure do. We had a glorious fuck on my secret planet. It was fantastic. >>
After a while Peter finished cooking the meat on the barbecue. It was beautifully done. Hal magicked up a delicious salad out of thin air.
They all sat around the outdoor table near the barbecue and ate with relish.
After they had all finished, Michael took his leave and departed back to Heaven. The men sat around the table linking up with each other telepathically. Dick's 'kidnap' of Derek and their fuck on Dick's planet caused much amusement. Derek relished telling them that Dick's huge cock felt like a fence post up his arse but it felt good.
Wolf: << Derek, you're sex mad. >>
The others laughed.
Peter's blue eyes lit on Derek's Mitsubishi Pajero four-wheel-drive parked in the garage. He grinned merrily.
Peter: << Derek, do you know what the word 'Pajero' means in Argentina? >>
Derek tried to peer into Peter's mind but the experienced telepath had no difficulty in shielding his thoughts from Derek's neophyte telepathic sense. However Derek easily picked up the amusement rippling through Peter's brain. The others knew the joke too but kept their thoughts from Derek. Derek felt frustrated.
Derek: << OK then, what? >>
Wolf: << In Spanish it means literally a man of straw. In Spain it means a hayseed, a country bumpkin, a peasant. When someone in say Madrid talks about a pajero, they are looking down on him.
Peter's grin broadened. << However, in Argentina it means a wanker, a masturbator. >>
Derek: << How do you know that? >>
Peter unfolded the story of how he had hooked up with a gay artist who was a refugee from Argentina. The artist, Carlos Camorro, had fled to Australia because, as a gay activist and painter, he was in grave danger of being tortured and killed by the military junta who had seized power in Argentina in 1976. In 1979 he had settled in Adelaide, South Australia, which was a nice long way away from Argentina. Shortly after he had arrived, an exhibition of his paintings was held in an Adelaide art gallery that had stirred up some controversy because of the overtly gay content of his art.
By then Peter was an experienced superman. He had gone to the exhibition out of curiosity. He noticed that the artist seemed to have been inspired at least in part by Tom of Finland and also that a number of the subjects were big powerfully muscled men with curly black hair and blue eyes like himself. In particular there was a series of pictures showing a magnificently muscled Superman enjoying gay sex in various ways like being fucked by other musclemen, fucking other musclemen and sucking cock. A very respectable-looking Adelaide matron had come up to Peter and asked if he had been a model for Camorro. Peter laughed and said that he was not.
Peter became aware of an intense man staring at him with unbridled lust. He realised that the man was the artist Carlos Camorro. Their eyes locked together across the gallery. The artist came up to Peter and asked him tentatively if he liked his paintings. Peter smiled and replied that he thought they were great and he liked the subject. The artist said that he did not think such beautiful muscle men could exist and here one was standing before his eyes. Peter was the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Peter grinned appreciatively. The artist became bolder and ran his hand over Peter's huge bulging biceps. The passion rose in him. The man had a slim athletic build and was aged in his late twenties then, about the same age as Peter. The artist had dark brown hair and lovely sexy brown eyes. Peter was attracted to the idea of sex with him. The artist suggested that they get to know one another better in one of the back rooms of the gallery. Peter agreed readily and they found an empty room. Carlos could not keep his hands off Peter. They stripped and Carlos's jaw dropped when he saw the size of Peter's huge penis. Carlos was desperate for Peter to penetrate him. Peter fucked him fully and joyfully. Carlos's screams of ecstasy could be heard all over the gallery. While Carlos was thanking Peter effusively for the most wonderful orgasm he had ever had, an earnest looking young woman with long hair and wearing jeans, beads and a filmy long shirt of an Indian pattern looked in around the door. She was so hippie seventies. She raised her eyebrows when she saw the two men naked in each other's arms and asked Peter to be careful of Carlos. Carlos told her to go away because he was having the best sex ever. The woman replied that they were making so much noise that they could be heard in the gallery and asked them to keep it quiet. They did not, of course.
That night, Peter moved in with Carlos into a little cottage that the painter had just started renting in Norwood, a suburb just east of the City of Adelaide. Peter spent the next few days slaking a deep and urgent hunger in Carlos. Carlos was lost in love with Peter as Peter kept on fucking him continually. Finally, Carlos had become ravenously hungry and they had run out of food. Carlos marvelled that his arsehole was not raw and bleeding with all the fucking but at that time he did not know that Peter was a real live superman. He was overjoyed to discover that later.
When they went out shopping, Carlos saw a Mitsubishi Pajero in the supermarket car park and burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard that Peter had to hold him up. People turned and stared at the beautiful big muscleman holding up the slim dark-haired foreign- looking man who was laughing like a hyena. Tears streamed down Carlos's face.
With his telepathic sense Peter worked out what Carlos was laughing about but the artist was incoherent with laughter. Finally Carlos calmed down enough to explain to Peter that 'pajero' meant a masturbator. Peter laughed out loud at the thought of people driving around in a Mitsubishi Masturbator.
<< Fancy that, Derek. You're driving around in a Mitsubishi Masturbator! >> Peter laughed.
Derek looked at his four-wheel-drive wagon doubtfully. << I guess I'd better get rid of it. It was useful and it's reliable but I've got my bike now. >>
Paul: << I wouldn't bother. It's still useful. It can carry things your bike can't and you can't reveal your super powers, not yet anyway. Very few Australians know what 'pajero' means in Argentina which is why Mitsubishi have been able to get away with it here for so long. >>
Derek: << Well, it did suit me. I was masturbating all the time before you got here and it was appropriate then that I was driving around in a Mitsubishi Masturbator. >> He laughed.
Hal: << Derek, does the name Carlos Camorro mean anything to you? >>
There was a bell ringing in Derek's mind. The gay artist, yes, Carlos Camorro, yes, Derek had seen an exhibition of his work in Sydney. Derek had been working as a pay clerk in the Department of Defence in Sydney at that time and he had kept his gayness a deep dark secret from his colleagues at work. One Saturday morning five years ago he had caught the train into the city and went to an art gallery in Oxford Street, Darlinghurst that was showing an exhibition of paintings by the gay artist Carlos Camorro.
The exhibition had blown Derek away. He was twenty-one at the time and he was having real difficulty with his gay nature, particularly in a homophobic work place like the Defence Department. His father was a brigadier in the Army then. Derek had had little sex since leaving school where he had been the bum boy for the school rugby team. His parents knew nothing of this. Up until recently, his school days had been the happiest days of his life.
Derek had spent the whole day there wandering around the exhibition drinking in all the paintings and luxuriating in their exultant gay pride. There was one painting there that had walked away with the Archibald Prize for portraiture from the Art Gallery of New South Wales. Not only that but it had received the Popular Choice Award as well, which was most unusual. It was a portrait of a naked Hal, who by then was a well-known artist himself. Derek had devoured the huge bulging muscles of the mighty broad-shouldered figure that exuded power and potency. His huge thick arms bulged with muscle and throbbed with virile power. His great big thick flaccid cock hung just about down to his knees. His massive deep wide hairy chest bulged with thick hard muscle. His pectorals were enormous like boulders and the thick muscles of his hard belly looked like cobblestones. A trail of dark hair went from his chest down his belly to his pubic bush. With his brown beard down to his chest and long brown hair he looked like a mighty warrior king who was the hero of a great medieval saga.
There were several paintings of Peter that exuded virile potency and power. Peter was naked in all of them and Carlos obviously revelled in painting the beautiful and awesomely muscled he-man who looked so tanned and healthy. His huge muscles bulged with power and strength. In one picture, all Peter's muscles were tensed, huge and bulging. His powerful arms were outstretched. His mighty long fat cock was flagrantly erect and standing proud out in front of him. His cock looked beautiful. His whole body looked beautiful.
Another showed Peter sitting on a smooth granite boulder and leaning back against another boulder. His huge erect penis was being licked attentively by a cute and muscular young man with crew-cut blonde hair who was also naked with an erect penis.
There was a striking portrait of Peter naked riding bareback on a massive great big white stallion that was rearing up into the air with front hooves flying. Peter's fist punched the air joyfully. All the muscles on both man and horse bulged with power.
One picture in particular held Derek's attention for nearly an hour. Derek had sat in front of it lost in wonder. The painting was titled 'Anal Intercourse is Absolute Ecstasy' and it showed Peter on Wolf's back fucking Wolf for all that he was worth. The two big musclemen were like two mighty stallions fucking. Their huge muscles bulged with strength and power. Their hard, mighty, thickly muscled bodies shone with sweat. Veins stood out all over their arms and legs. Wolf's head was thrown back; his mouth was open in ecstatic joy as Peter rammed his cock into Wolf's anus; Peter's groin was pressed hard against Wolf's tanned round muscular buttocks; Wolf's eyes had rolled back under the lids so that only the whites were showing. Peter's blue eyes were intense with the effort. His curly black hair hung down over his eyes. Sweat ran down his face. He looked incredibly hot, sexy and virile.
There was another that held Derek's attention titled 'Self Portrait With Peter'. It showed the artist Carlos Camorro naked and now powerfully muscular and sexy sitting astride Peter's groin while Peter rammed his penis up his arse. Peter was also naked. Carlos had an expression of absolute ecstasy on his face while he shot thick white ropes of semen from his penis all over Peter's massive chest. Derek did not know it at the time but by then Carlos had been a superman for more than fifteen years.
There were many pictures at the exhibition. Derek realised now that Hal, Peter, Wolf, Paul, Big Dick, Andy and Kevin had all featured in many of the paintings although there were other men in the paintings whom Derek did not know. The pictures were most realistic. They were more realistic than photographs. Carlos was clearly a painter of extraordinary skill who delighted in depicting the muscular male human form in perfect detail. Every muscle, every vein, every sinew was lovingly drawn and painted. The critics uniformly praised his prodigious talent but many of them took issue with his choice of subject saying that his great skill was wasted in producing pornography.
The paintings had stoked Derek's fantasies for years. Derek realised now why he found Scott so attractive; he resembled Peter whose pictures had stirred Derek up so much.
Now Hal the mighty warrior king had come into Derek's life as if he had stepped off the canvas. He had come and fucked Derek and had transformed him absolutely. Now the king was here with his huge muscular knights and Derek had been fucking with all of them. Now he was one of them; he was a big muscular knight himself. Hal affectionately put his arm around Derek's shoulders. Derek was filled with joy. This was real. This was no masturbation fantasy.
Somehow the idea of a circle fuck took hold. They all thought it sounded like a good thing and eight naked muscular supermen jumped upstairs into the loft.
Some of them altered their heights so that they all ended up at the same height of 190 cm. (6' 3") and they also changed their weight in proportion. Derek felt really good with the extra 4 centimetres and 15 kilos. He enjoyed seeing that Big Dick was the same height as he was. Each man duplicated himself into eight identical avatars; in effect each man had eight bodies controlled by one mind. This was so that each man could fuck each of the other seven and be fucked by each of the other seven and as well each man could fuck and be fucked by himself.
Sixty-four naked muscular bodies formed up into one large circle in the loft; the front of each was touching the back of the avatar in front of him. Each cock was stiff and tense with anticipation. It was agreed to keep everybody's cock's lengths at 30 centimetres (12"). Each arsehole was willing and able. Each avatar grabbed the avatar in front of him and starting pushing his penis up the other's arsehole. There was little difficulty in synchronising the actions. It did not take before each avatar had his cock up the arsehole of the one in front and his arsehole had filling it the cock of the one behind. Everybody was connected into the circle.
Derek exulted in having everybody's cocks including his own up the arseholes of his eight avatars and the cocks of his eight avatars up the arseholes of the avatars of each of the men including himself. He was plugged in both in front and behind. He delighted in the few still seconds of utter connectedness.
Simultaneously everyone started thrusting their cocks in synchrony with long deep strokes up the arseholes of the muscular avatar in front of him. They all were in raptures at fucking and being fucked at the same time. It was glorious. Because there were sixty-four in the circle there was very little sideways bending of the penises. It was just wonderful straight fucking. Each revelled in thrusting his big stiff hard cock up through the hard round muscular buttocks deep into the arsehole of the powerfully muscled body in front of him at the same time as feeling the long thick hard stiff cock of the muscleman behind him thrusting up vigorously into his own arsehole. Their bodies heaved and thrust together in a glorious unified rhythm.
Powerful muscles bulged as each man held on the sweat-slicked body of the man in front of him and thrust his cock deep into the other man's anus. Derek was filled with a sublime joy as the sexual current washed though him as it coursed around the circle.
Derek was fucking each of Big Dick, Hal, Peter, Kevin, Wolf, Andy and Paul and was at the same time being fucked by each one of them at the same time. It was the utmost joy to be fucking all these glorious beautiful musclemen simultaneously at the same as being fucked by all of them at once. They too were enjoying fucking with Derek as well as with the others. The sexual excitement roared through their telepathically linked minds around the circle.
Derek was each of his avatars; he was one mind with eight bodies and his mind merged with the others in a mounting torrent of pleasure. It was sheer bliss being connected together with all these other beautiful musclemen, penis to anus all the way around the great circle. The men's bodies moved harmoniously as one while their sexual pleasure mounted as it was amplified passing around the circle of telepathically linked minds. The synchronised fucking continued in a beautiful motion while the sexual excitement increased to greater heights. Each avatar thrust forward and back in a wondrous unison. Each man abandoned himself to splendid rapture as each muscular body thrust his long fat cock deep into the torso of the powerful avatar in front of him while at the same instant feeling the big fat hard cock of the robust avatar behind him thrust up his arsehole deep into his body. The air in the loft reeked with the strong masculine odour from the sweat-slicked bodies. Their big powerful muscles bulged with the exertion.
The men kept on thrusting into each other and the sexual excitement mounted to almost unbearable levels. Each man had put a block on his orgasm to prevent him ejaculating prematurely but the sexual stimulation of the synchronised fucking was as intense as it was wonderful.
It continued on and on in a mind-bending whirlpool of frantic sexual thrusting and lusting. The pain and the pleasure of the delay of the climax were exquisite. Derek and the other supermen trembled with desire as they kept on thrusting into one another. It seemed to go on for hours.
Finally, Derek could not tolerate the frustration of waiting for the climax any longer. Each of his avatars thrust his cock deep up into the torso of the man in front of him. His groins churned and boiled and his hot semen gushed out in torrents and flooded into the bowels of each of his fuckees. An instant later all the other men released the blocks on their orgasms and they erupted into a huge orgasm that coursed in a great torrent round and round the circle in great ecstatic waves. The eight avatars of Derek poured their spunk out in a blissful gush into the heavily muscled torsos of the men in front of him. With the others Derek surfed the wave of telepathically enhanced orgasmic joy round and round the circle, participating in the orgiastic ecstasy that filled each man to overflowing. It did not matter who Derek was fucking. He was fucking all men and all men were fucking him. This was pleasure beyond reckoning. Derek immersed himself totally in the raw muscular power of the multiply connected orgasm that surged around the circle in a tumultuous outpouring of energy.
It was like a continuing thermonuclear explosion of sexual energy that consumed them all while leaving them intact. Each man felt the joy of having the other man's hot spunk gush into his bowels filling his body with arcs of energy. Each man felt the joy of squirting his semen deep into the other man's torso. Each was doubly connected by penis up arsehole. The anal canals felt full and throbbing while the penises were like boiling hot geysers of spunk.
The huge multiple group orgasm went on and on for hours until it finally subsided and came to an end. The men hung on to one another wordlessly in the circle. They were filled with love for each other. All for one and one for all, they had one and all participated in the glorious multiple fuck, the circle fuck. The memory and their love held them all together in a wondrous golden glow. Derek was one with them all. It was beautiful.
They saw that it was dark outside. The eight men collapsed all their avatars back into themselves. The eight all piled onto Derek's bed in a group huggle and snuggle. It was wonderful for Derek to be one with such a magnificent group of supermen. They all fucked one another well into the night.
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