Posing Strap Trio

This is a continuation of the story "Posing Strap Trio". I hope you will enjoy this episode.

"POSING STRAP TRIO"

[....Chapter Two...continued....]

"Now," DJ panted, "......now there's no turning back." His face rested on Tony's hot, heaving belly, his eyes fixed on the muscular size of the reluctant Italian's lurching, drooling rod. "Now we're ALL a bunch of cocksuckin' queers!" As if to make his point, he painted his tongue over Tony's nerve-shorted cockhead, making the big, beefy teen jump and groan for mercy.

Chapter Three

Tony was the first to shower and dress.

All the beer and excitement had finally gotten to him. No sooner did he lay down on the front room sofa, than he totally passed out. Once back in their jeans and t-shirts, Juan and DJ and cooked up some macaroni and cheese.

"Just drink tons of water, man," DJ squirted some ketchup beside his Kraft dinner. "There's some aspirin somewhere around here, too."

Juan rubbed into his temples, "I'm really kind of okay---it's not really a headache," he said, reaching for the pepper. "I'm just feeling kind of 'flat' or something."

"The food's helping me some," DJ smiled. His cherubic face looked even cuter when he was eating. He nodded into the front room. "Check out The Dude."

They laughed to see how the big bruiser was flung all over the sagging couch. He looked like a boxer down for the count. He was breathing like a grizzly.

"What a body, huh?" Juan broke into a grin. "Even linebackers aren't built like that."

"---that hairy chest?---those arms? Shit." DJ squirmed in his chair, shaking his head in awe.

"His biceps are like twenty inches," Juan turned in his chair, gazing at the sleeping hulk. "And man!---I mean, JESUS, DJ........!" His eyes grew as he stared at Tony's mounded jeans.

DJ nearly choked on his food to see Juan's sexy latino smile. Todd thought Juan was about the sexiest dude he'd ever seen---the high cheekbones, beautiful nose, and perfect, velvety-brown skin. But it was Juan's wide, luscious lips that melted DJ down into perpetual horniness. He laughed and nodded like crazy, trying to swallow his food. "I KNOW," he said finally, "It's like a fuckin' billyclub when it's hard."

Juan kept staring at their knocked-out buddy. "It's pokin' out his crotch NOW, just lyin' there sleeping!"

"If his lips start puckering in and out, we'll know what he's dreaming about."

"You bastard!", Juan laughed.

Tony jumped and kind of rumbled, his hand digging into the hairy opening of his flannel shirt. He rubbed his beefy pec, then fell even deeper into sleep, leaving his shirt open, his ripe nipple exposed.

"You think all that crap about being a Catholic is gonna fuck this all up?" DJ spooned more food onto Juan's plate.

Juan stared at Tony's hairy chest. "I sure as hell HOPE not," he muttered.

"We can't keep gettin' hammered just to make him not feel guilty."

"Oh?", DJ asked. "Why NOT?"

The two laughed more, hoping Tony might feel himself up again. He didn't. He was out cold.

"---I ask you something?" Juan smiled, feeling a little nervous.

DJ shrugged, then drank some milk. "Sure."

Juan pushed his macaroni around with his fork. "I know I'm not Tony.....I mean--- you know---I'm not exactly a Greek god or anything....."

"Fuck!" DJ breathed out, staring into Juan's sexy brown eyes. "You serious, man?"

"Don't tease, okay DJ?", Juan looked more nervous---conflicted.

"TEASE?---Shit, Juan---you're like the sexiest dude on the whole, fuckin' PLANET!" DJ laughed out, disbelieving the wrestling champion's humility.

"Yeah, right!" Juan muttered. "Don't fuckin' fuck AROUND, DJ!"

"Ohmygod," DJ threw his fork down on the table. "Don't you even fuckin' KNOW what you GOT, Juan?---Jesus!"

"All I'm asking, DJ, is a simple......"

"....an' I'm TELLIN' you, dude!" DJ's voice was rising. "You're so hot, I get hardons just sayin' your name!"

"Awwww, Jesus," Juan looked like he was smiling and frowning at the same time. His face began to turn even darker. "You're the ONE, Deej. Your body?---your sweet, sexy face!" He turned his plate with his fingers. "---horny all the fuckin' time? Shit!"

"What'd'ya think I'm horny OVER?", DJ reached across to take hold of Juan's thick wrist, then his whole hand. "You think we're best buddies for NOTHIN'? Shit! Think about it!"

Juan let his hand be held by DJ's, his cock suddenly filling out his jeans.

"All the chicks dig blond musclestuds like you," he said. "I'm Puerto Rican. Hell, I even thought about maybe even changing my name to 'Jimmy'."

DJ kept their handgrip solid, looking deeply into Juan's dark brown eyes.

"I don't care if your name's fuckin' BETTY!......"

The two broke into breathy laughter. They kept their hands together.

"---your body's like muscled CHOCOLATE, or somethin'," DJ whispered hotly. "---and your heart's way, way humble......"

"I think.....", Juan faltered, then squeezed DJ's hand harder, squeezing it in his wrestler's tight grip. "I think I kinda LOVE you, or somethin'.......", he closed his big brown eyes, feeling a shiver ride up his spine.

"No shit?", DJ challenged, his blue eyes searching Juan's supercute face.

"No shit," Juan whispered down at their hands.

"Then I'm the luckiest, whitebread sonofabitch in America!", DJ said, squeezing Juan's hand almost to a pulp. "Whooooeee!", he yelled.

Tony coughed, then batted his sleepy eyes a few times. He shifted his huge frame around on the couch---tried to gain consciousness, but gave up, smacked his lips---and fell back asleep. Juan and DJ watched him, wondering if they were going to get interrupted.

Juan nodded over at him. "Wh-what about Tony?"

"We ain't a coupla' CHICKS, you know, Juan," DJ said, finally letting his grip relax. He pushed back his chair. "Love's love, you know."

".....but all that Catholic bullshit," Juan protested.

"Tell me you don't love Tony," DJ said, "---hangups 'n ALL." He kicked Juan's feet under the table. "THEN tell me WE two haven't got a few hangups of our own!"

Juan looked at the slumbering stud, now lying on his side, his big crotch bulging. "He drives me nuts," Juan said. "You," he said to DJ, "you I UNDERSTAND---you feel like 'The One' or something.....", he looked back at Tony. "He just makes me crazy!"

"Then we're both crazy," DJ said, leaning back in his chair, his horny, tented jeans coming into view. "Let's just say we both got somethin' together, okay?........you an' me."

"Um.....sure!", Juan breathed-out, his eyes planted between DJ's legs.

"No, LISTEN," DJ said, his voice earnest. "You're like THE ONE to me, too. I mean, you're the guy I dream about after whacking off---swear to God---ALWAYS been true....."

"Jesus," Juan stared at DJ's bulging jeans.

"That isn't gonna change---Tony or no Tony."

Tony began rousing, as though the sound of his own name was making him waken. Whole seconds went by before he drifted back to sleep.

"But it'll take BOTH our big hearts---and big cocks---to spread the love far enough to handle THAT hunky, hungup dude!", DJ declared with a bright smile.

Juan gazed over at Tony, then looked back at the blond gymnast.

"I feel like a godamned jealous chick," he muttered. "He REALLY drives me nuts, DJ!"

"Look," DJ said, righting his chair and leaning in, his voice solid and sure. "---when it's the three of us? You an' I give what we got goin' together, to Tony. No stupid head games. No bullshit......"

"....Three Muskateers?" Juan smiled.

"Right-the-fuck-on!", DJ said.

"He needs us," Juan slowly nodded in agreement.

"Juan, baby?" DJ waited to see Juan's big latino eyes looking into his own. "You and I need him, too. Yeah, we got muscle---yeah, we got cock," he grabbed his basket and squeezed. "---and yeah, we got each other.....", he smiled, the dimples in his tanned cheeks deepening. ".....but only TONY drives us BOTH wild when he's around!"

"Spread the love," Juan said.

DJ raised his palms up. "No chicks around here," he said shrugging his big shoulders and looking at the walls. "---only three dudes who know better'n to get all precious and jealous and shit."

Juan nodded over at Tony. "He sees us as bein' his brothers now."

"What'a fuckin' COMPLIMENT, man," DJ said. "You ever SEE his brothers? Fuck!"

"---studs, huh?"

"STUDS?", DJ laughed. "Fuck. Their wives'd better PUT OUT, is all I can say!---those studs as hot for guys as it sounds like they are?"

"Deej?", Juan asked, his voice quiet.

"Hey, baby," DJ whispered back.

"You dig me, man?---Seriously?"

DJ stood up. He rubbed his palm over his thickly-full crotch. "What d'ya THINK'S goin'on down here, dude?"

Juan pushed back his chair, his eyes liquid and dark with passion.

They moved closer, shoving the table away with their muscled thighs. DJ's hands came up behind Juan's beautiful brown, warm neck. He ruffled the soft hairs at the nape. Juan moaned. DJ looked into the sweetest smile he'd ever seen--at Juan's dark face and amazing lips. He looked at how white and even his teeth were, and how pink his tongue was.

Their lips first brushed, then spread wide, a current of static electricity driving their horny crotches together, their tongues waging erotic battle.

"Uhhhhhh," Juan moaned, "---your big hard cock, Deej."

"Awwww, fuckin' HOT," DJ breathed over those juicy, fat latino lips. "So fuckin' SWEET!"

Juan's wrestler's arms wrapped around DJ's waist, pulling the blond jock further into his lip-juicy, tongue-swiping kiss.

Tony began grumbling from the sofa, his beer induced stupor slowly giving way to consciousness.

Juan and DJ crushed their jean-covered crotches together, their mouths fighting, caressing, consuming.

"I so fuckin' LOVE you, dude," DJ gasped. "---always, always have---ever fuckin' WILL!"

"Oh, Jesus," Juan bit DJ's earlobe, never ever thinking this moment would happen. "I want you, Deej! All the WAY," he whispered. "You know what I mean, man!

Will you, huh?---will you?"

DJ instinctively reached behind to grab Juan's totally round ass. "You sure, baby?"

"Oh, yeah---", Juan licked DJ's ripe earlobe. "---been saving' it up for you, man."

"Jesus," DJ wrenched Juan's face forward so he could look deep into those brown, brown eyes.

"YOU'RE the stud I want, dude!", he panted. "---that big hot dick?---you think I don't want it too? Huh? You can just CRAM your big fucker up......"

"......up your what?", they both heard mumbled from the sofa.

The two crotch-hot teens suddenly froze to then look around and see Tony blinking sleep away from his eyes. "You two gettin' it on together?", he mumbled, "---without ME?"

"Hell, yeah!" DJ called out, diving back in to give Juan's cocksucker lips another workout.

Juan looked admiringly into DJ's blue eyes, happy at his open bluntness before Tony's testiness.

"When the cat's away.....", DJ laughed. "Anyway---Juan's no fuckin' MOUSE," he pushed his hot crotch rocket further against Juan's hardness. "We're LOVERS, Tone!"

"Shit," Tony sat up, rubbing his eyes. "I love ya', too, you know. Both'a you."

"---an' we love YOU," Juan said over his shoulder.

"---Catholic bullshit and all," DJ laughed, keeping hold of Juan's little waist.

"You been talkin' 'bout me," Tony protested weakly, flexing his big arms, trying to wake up.

"We both agreed that you make us crazy," DJ watched as Tony got up from the couch. "You hungry? We've got mac and cheese."

Tony looked down at himself as though surprised he was so big in the crotch. "Hot dreams," he wiped his eyes with his huge hand. "Full'a DUDE sex, 'n shit."

"Jeez," DJ smiled broadly, dimples in his cheeks, "---now why would THAT be, I wonder?"

"I sucked your big dicks," Tony said, more to himself than to them. "Now I'm not just queer---I'm a fuckin' COCKSUCKER, thanks to you two fruits!"

Juan looked sort of stricken, his abs tightening up. He looked quickly at DJ--- looking for somebody to say something.

"Yeah, well, tell me you didn't like it, dude," DJ gently nudged Juan away in order to confront him face-to-face.

"I thought it was US---like us three TOGETHER," Tony mumbled, standing over DJ like a huge kid. He glanced with hurtful eyes at Juan.

"It IS," DJ poked Tony's bulging chest. "Buddies." He thumped his shotput shoulder. "Pals...."

"Lovers?" Tony looked into DJ's crystal eyes, his own not blinking.

"Lovers, too," Juan said.

DJ suddenly wrapped his arms around Tony's solid torso, his face rubbing into the deep, hairy valley of Tony's open shirt. He reached out to grab Juan's arm.

The three fell into a Tony-dominating, threeway embrace.

"I need you guys," Tony husked. "You're my big brothers, now." He stood a full five inches taller.

"Wanna play around between our legs in the night?", DJ asked.

"Shit, yeah," Tony rumbled, his mouth burying itself in each of their scalps. "I know I'm trouble'n all---got my shit to deal with....."

Oh, Jesus," Juan said out, "---three queer JOCKS?---who AIN'T got SHIT to deal with?"

"---gotta keep it all quiet," Tony nuzzled the tops of their heads, "---do our lovin' when there's a chance."

DJ brought Juan's face into Tony's opened shirt, watching him nose-dive into the furry canyon. "Lots'a chances out HERE," DJ said.

Tony leaned down to brush DJ's lips. "Other times, too," he licked. "I need you real bad...."

DJ kind of shoved everyone about til they were sitting back around the table, their lusty eyes checking one another out. He got up and went to the stove to dish Tony out some food.

"We gotta come clean," DJ said, putting down Tony's plate. "You dig us BOTH, or what?"

"Shit," Tony smiled, squeezing ketchup all over the place. "With brothers, you don't pick and CHOOSE," he said. "I love ya' both the same."

"What if Juan and I get it on sometimes?", DJ pressed further, watching Tony shovel in his macaroni.

Tony shrugged, then swallowed. "Do I make you BOTH nuts, or what?" he asked.

The two looked at one another, then raised their eyebrows and nodded. "You make us BOTH nuts," Juan said. "Trust me. Just watchin you EAT is makin' us nuts."

"Then who cares?", Tony shrugged again. "If I'm in the picture, I get you both--- if I'm not, you only get each other." He plowed in more food. "So what?---seems like I kind'a win, don't it?"

"Fuck," DJ raised his eyes to the ceiling. "That's EXACTLY why he drives us both crazy."

"I'd only get upset if you were includin' me out'a pity, or some shit like that," Tony said. He held his fork in his big fist and pointed it in their direction. "You sure I'm not just a big loser to you two?---everyone else seems to......"

".....totally hot," DJ said flatly. "TOTALLY."

"You're like a fuckin' gladiator," Juan said. "---makes us nuts just looking at your biceps when you pick up your fork."

Tony accepted more Kraft dinner from DJ and squeezed ketchup completely over it. "I got feelings, too," he said, his deep voice always sounding edgy and testy. "My heart's good."

"You love us, don't you," DJ said, his voice very quiet. "---alot, huh?"

Tony glanced at him, then at Juan. He pointed to his chest with his fork. He nodded. "Deep inside here," he said. "You're my REAL brothers now." He dug the fork into his food. "You two don't fuck around and then just leave me all alone."

The house became still, the silence filled with Tony's plainspoken honesty. They watched him keep piling in the macaroni. "We got any milk?", he asked as he chewed.

DJ was quick to go get the big man his milk. He and Juan felt their hearts beating.

"I know I should be all turned-on by chicks", Tony glugged down some milk. "But I'm not." He shook his head a little, then looked at them. "An' it's not like I hang out in the lockeroom tryin' to check guys out an' shit." He shrugged. "I just don't get it, I guess."

"Um...what, exactly?", Juan wondered, his beautiful face curious.

"We got any more?" Tony lifted his empty glass.

DJ got up and then handed Tony the whole quart.

"---why you two give me such boners every godamned minute we're together," he drank from the carton.

"Jeez," DJ said. "Maybe it's the milk!"

They laughed like maniacs, Tony almost choking.

DJ looked out the window at the birch trees and green, green lawn---at the sparkling, inviting lake. "You know, I swear to God no one's around but us."

"We're supposed to be fishing," Tony said, nodding at the equipment by the door.

"Well, fuck that," Juan said flatly.

"I say we make this our own little nudist colony," DJ grinned. "---you know?....like, just go around friggin' bareass!"

"With boners?" Tony looked down at himself. "I've got a rod as big as my arm right now." He looked outside at the wide open yard, completely visible from the lake. "When we're out there, I feel like the whole friggin' world is watchin' me."

"Me, too," Juan said. "I don't mind being in here all naked.....but hell, I keep expecting someone to paddle by in a canoe."

"So?" DJ grinned, rubbing his crotch. "That's the thrill, huh? I mean, shit....no one IS gonna paddle by, but still---it's a fuckin' turn-on showing off our bodies right out there in the open." He looked at Juan, then at Tony. "Don't be so fuckin' modest. Hell---anyone seein' these muscles'd think they'd died and gone to heaven."

Tony looked at Juan and kind of shrugged.

"Once we're back in town, we're gonna have to REALLY be careful," DJ went on, pulling at his jeans. "---like use the baseball dugout at night...that kind of shit."

"You got THAT part right," Tony said. "All any of us needs is to get caught...."

".....well, fuck," DJ said. "We're out HERE now! We can be bareassed in the middle of the fuckin' DAY---swimmin', walkin', struttin', checking each other out---the wind ticklin' our balls---the sun warmin' up our big hard COCKS."

Tony looked out at the wind-tossed trees, at the hot sun reflecting off the water and began undoing his shirt.

DJ suddenly got up and raced outdoors, the screen door slamming. He reappeared right in front of the kitchen window, laughing at them. Juan and Tony watched through the glass, the whole scene like a movie.

"Crazy bastard," Tony said, a smile on his big lips.

DJ kicked his shoes off and strutted around, peeling off his shirt while tugging open his jeans. The two could hear him singing, rocking to his own beat.

"What'a body he's got," Tony stared. "Check out those lats."

"Gymnasts have it all," Juan said, watching DJ's deltoids bunch and flex. He stared at his tanned pecs, the way they thickly bounced, then mounded in a solid flex.

DJ's biceps were perfectly proportioned, while his triceps were incredibly pumped. The two voyeurs followed the pronounced tappering of DJ's torso---how his big chest and wide lats suddenly narrowed. His truly awesome abs rippled as he shoved his jeans over his big thighs.

"Fuck," Tony said, rubbing his mounded crotch. "That's so fuckin' hot." He looked at Juan. "I gotta see you too--gotta see your stud bod out there."

"Me?" Juan looked nervous. "I'm not........"

"....don't give me that crap! You're fuckin' hotter than HE is!" Tony stared at Juan. "You think I've never checked you out when you're wrestling?---Hell."

Juan watched DJ shucking his jeans off his bare feet, his posing pouch thudding against his fleecy tanned, bulging thighs. The next thing Tony heard was the screen door slamming a second time. And then DJ was whooping it up, his hefty striped poser rubbing into Juan's leg as he reached out to help Juan take off his shirt.

"So fuckin' hot," Tony said, pulling his own shirt free of his big shoulders. He stared out the window. "Look at those dudes...fuck!....the hottest pair'a studs on the whole fuckin' planet." He watched DJ pull at Juan's belt buckle---stared at the contrast of golden muscles beside Juan's latino physique. Juan's body looked like cocoa butter, smooth and rippling and reflecting the sun.

Tony undid his jean buttons, and stood up to shove them down over his huge, hairy thighs. "And they say they're nuts over ME?"

DJ and Juan bumped hips, arms flung over one another's wide shoulders. They were each five-foot-eight---each weighing a hundred and sixty-five muscular pounds. Juan's thighs, abs and ass were his best features, while DJ had lats, deltoids and triceps to brag about. Both of them had lots going on between their legs, and they bounced their posing-strapped cocks around, giving Tony an eyefull.

"I'm the luckiest fuckin' gorilla in the whole fuckin' jungle," Tony muttered, watching DJ feeling up Juan's perfect, chocolate ass.

"C'mon!!!" DJ yelled, his voice carried off by the wind. He couldn't see into the kitchen--- could only see their own naked, totally hot reflection. "C'mon, Tony!!! What the fuck're you...........?"

His words caught in his throat, his eyes growing big as saucers.

Tony stood in the open doorway.

"Jesus," Juan shuddered.

Tony smiled at their hushed, awed faces. His huge, mushroom-capped erection tottered proudly before his flexed abs. A thick delta of black hair wreathed the base of his monstrous cock, the head so taut, it reflected the sun. He brought his hand down to fumble his enormous hairy bullballs. Staring back at their two admirers were nipples as big as saucers, poking through his chesthair like a pair of headlights.

Tony flexed his cantalope biceps and smiled. "S'matter?", he said, his voice all ballsy and deep. "I thought we was goin' bareass."

The screen door slammed, making DJ and Juan shiver, as though they been wakened from a vision. They stared as Tony swaggered down the steps.

"See how my big cock jumps around," he said.

They both nodded mutely, their eyes following each throbbing sway of his rigid rod.

"You two're crazy over my monster cock, huh?" He rubbed his furry pecs, his wide shoulders flexing, his bicep bulging. "And you want more of my hot chest, huh?"

"Oh fuck," DJ muttered, his hands blindly trying to peel off his hardon-crammed poser.

"Yeah, baby," Tony said, slowly fisting his ten inches at them. "You and Juan get naked for me. Lemme see those dicks. Show me your big fat balls, Juan. I love those big balls of yours. They just hug up against that big brown cock, tryin' to make love to the fucker."

DJ and Juan looked at each other as their rockhard rods careened free of their little posers.

"Shit," Tony husked. "Look at DJ's heavy-hangin' bag, man! Hell, look at those furry stud balls. You both got really sweet cocks, dudes. You make me feel so fuckin' full of cum. I just wanna blow my rocks right here, all over your stud muscles."

"Ohhhhh," Juan moaned, his brown eyes big and staring at Tony's hugeness. DJ looked mesmerized, as though all he could see were the thrusting beauty of Tony's throbbing nipples.

"Don't just stand there," Tony said, his giant erection twitching in the sun. "Show off them balls! Lemme see 'em swing around, man. Fuck. What're balls for? Air out those stud nuts.... let 'em breathe, dudes."

DJ and Juan smiled at each other, getting back into things. They left their posing straps behind and jogged over the lawn, showing off their naked physiques to the sun and the wind and anyone else who might be looking. Juan's balls weren't able to swing. The twin orbs just punched out at the base of his ab-slapping dark meat like suede-skinned peaches. DJ's bounty flopped around and thudded, the male eggs so heavy they swung up wildly, only to smack back down against his fleecy, tanned thighs.

"Jesus," Juan laughed, staring at everyone's hard, bouncing cocks. "We sure are bareassed, NOW!"

"So fuckin' sweet," Tony stared. And the three began to strut around like colts in heat, tilting their hips to make their pumped fuckmuscles arc about in air-kissing thrusts.

"Feels so damn sexy!" DJ yelled at them. "Look at these hot cocks, man! I love the wind blowin' across my big fat cockhead, man!"

Juan's chocolate butt bounced and flexed, the perfect spheres so solid, they couldn't even jiggle. Tony's sything monster cock looked too proud to do anything but throb as he tried to get the huge thing to bounce around. The jutting ten-incher swaggered in front of him, swathing through the wind, reflecting the sun while his nipples stood out from his hairy pecs like corks.

DJ pranced like a goatboy, his hideously distended erection shaking and trembling with each jolting heave of his hips. "Look at these huge things, dudes! Show the fuckin' WORLD!"

"Hell, Juan," Tony said as the naked latino arched his proud number. "That dark meated dick of yours looks so big around, it's a wonder it doesn't make you fall over."

Juan stared at Tony's King Cock---stared at how the arrogant thing swooped forward.Like a machete through the jungle, it just carved a pathway before itself.

"Lookin' at yours is making mine all wet," Juan moaned. And Tony watched in fascination the dark, fat shaft trembled, bringing a spurt of cockcandy from the big 'O' of Juan's dickmouth.

"Oh, Christ," Tony moaned. "Yours is makin' mine juice up too!" And all three of them stopped to watch Tony's apple-sized cockhead spew a river of pre-cum down the bulging vein on the underside of his trunk-sized rod.

"Jesus," DJ shivered, "I'm juicin', too, dudes." His inner thighs squeezed together, making his cockhelmet stretch the hole and turn maroon. Tony and Juan stared as his cocklips opened and a pearl of liquid lust bubbled out.

"Uhhhh," Juan felt the wind blow across his drooling cockhead, cooling the evaporating pre-cum, making his cock stretch and buck around.

"My cock's so fuckin' HARD, looking at those two big cocks," Tony said. "Look at my cockhole, man! It feels like it's just gonna split wide open."

"Check out the size of that thing," DJ said, moving closer. "When these babies get hard, it's like I have to start talkin' to THEM...know what I mean?---it's like meeting three new studs who've come out to play."

"Ohhh fuucck," Juan moaned. "Mine sure goes nuts when it sees the two'a yours."

The three dicks kept bucking and spewing out pre-cum at one another. Like prize bulls, they snorted, heaving between their hairy thighs, frustrated with their handlers for not letting them loose on one another.

Chapter Four

DJ felt the hot sun on his back, felt the wind blowing across his naked butt. He felt a rush of pure joy enter his heart. He lifted his head up to the sky and threw his arms up, turning around, feeling more alive than ever in his life. "Damn, this is so cool!" he laughed. "Let's make it LAST, dudes!" He walked along the edge of the grassy embankment, half-hoping he'd fall into the lake. "Yiiiiiihaaa!!!---Cocks are so fuckin' cool! They're so fuckin' ALIVE!" He laughed, watching the other two following him, their skintaut erections thwacking their abs. He swivelled around, nearly colliding with Juan's dark lord.

Tony plowed right into Juan's back, his hot erection smacking the muscled latino's round cheeks. Juan turned, his sexcharged cock suddenly thudding against Tony's giant sequoia.

"So fuckin' hot, man." Tony shuddered, his eyes full of lust. DJ joined them, spearing his weapon into the middle.

Tony watched the cock trio jerk and show off their muscular size. "They knock me out, these big dicks, man," his deep voice all husky. "What is it about your hard rods? ---makes me just want t'look at 'em---play with'em---bat'em around---fuck'em up an' down---Jesus.....", he pinched his hot, horny nipples. ".....I just want to suck'em both like popsicles til they go off in my mouth...."

Juan and DJ shuddered, their flexing physiques rifled with lust. "C'mon," DJ said, moving toward a large weeping willow near the water's edge. "I'm gonna blow, you keep talkin' dirty like that, Tone. Let's get into the shade."

He watched Tony fondle his swollen hairy nuts as he walked through the hanging branches---watched Juan's cock dripping so much pre-cum it spindled down from the lips of his dick. "My big balls are achin', dudes," Tony said, looking at DJ leaning against the willow's trunk. He flopped them in his flat palm, staring at their hairy splendor. "They need to blast their hot load so bad!"

The other two watched his naked billiards tumble between his thighs when he dropped them. "Oh, God," DJ said. "I need to do SOMEthing, man!---but I still want to fool around in bed tonight. It makes me so fuckin' horny thinking about the three of us in that big bed....."

"I ain't gonna last til then," Tony said, staring Juan and DJ's hard-cocked, athletic physiques. "I gotta cum---I've just fuckin' GOTTA. I can still shoot off a fresh load tonight."

DJ and Juan looked too turned-on to know what to do, both of them sliding down the tree in a crouch, their backs against it, their legs spread. Their throbbing erections kept bucking and pouring out juice.

Tony squatted in front of them, spreading his own husky thighs. He made sure he gave them a perfect view of his hot rod. He squatted low enough to let his heavy balls swing down and brush into the grass. "Look at your sweet bushes, man," he said staring between their legs. "All that smooth-as-silk muscle, and then, BAM!, a regular forest around your big dicks!"

"Ohhhhh God," Juan moaned, staring at the knuckle-deep field of black in Tony's masculine vee. "Don't talk dirty no more, Tone......I swear to God....."

"I love smearing my lovejuice all over my cockhead," Tony ignored his moaning. He reached in and used his first finger to spread his pre-cum around his shiny, purple dome. The ten inch bronco reared up and spouted even more of the sexy stuff. "I even love the taste of it," Tony said then, bringing a strand of it up to his wide lips.

"Godddammmnnnn," DJ stared, "---what're you tryin'to do, Tone?........"

"I swear to God," Juan's brown eyes were lidded with lust, "---I'm so sexed-up now, I think I'm gonna die or something here."

Tony sucked his finger, then pulled it out with a loud 'pop'. "You remember when I was wakin'up earlier---when you two were all over each other?" He pulled at some sweet grass, then put one between his teeth. With his other hand, he began playing with his nuts.

Juan's eyes narrowed a bit. "Um, yeah....what about it?" He stared at the way Tony's bicep mounded when he juggled his fat nuts.

"Now don't get me wrong," Tony smiled a little, the grass sticking out of his teeth. "---but it sure sounded like you were both kinda....kinda hot to......"

DJ's eyes flashed at Tony. "........kinda hot to WHAT? Just fuckin' say it!" He looked quickly at Juan who was looking nervous.

"You know," Tony shifted his naked physique, "---to fuck each other, or somethin'."

Juan let out a stream of air, making DJ touch his knee to calm the latino wrestler down.

"SO?" DJ stared directly into Tony's green eyes. "Suckin' a dick's not the ONLY thing dudes can do, you know, you big......"

Tony shrugged. "I SAID, 'don't get me wrong', ok man?" He shrugged again. "Hell, I shove my finger up my butt all the time when I'm jacking-off."

It took a couple of seconds for Juan to relax. He looked at Tony, sizing him up, wondering what the hell he was thinking. "I just wonder it it'll hurt," he said.

Tony kept chewing on the sweet grass and playing with his giant balls. The wind made the willow branches whisper above them as it carressed their naked bodies. The sun looked dazzlingly hot just beyond the tree's shade. "You two could fuck me," he said quietly. "My asshole's horny enough."

"Jesus!" Juan looked from Tony to DJ, his mouth open. "This can't be real! It just can't!"

"I need your big cocks," Tony said, his voice deep, his eyes looking between their spread thighs. "I need to have 'em fill me up." He looked into their surprised eyes. "I know you love me and all that."

"Ohmygod," DJ said. "I'm gonna shoot! Swear---swear to God---right, fuckin', NOW!"

Tony got right up to stand before the two crouching boys, his hairy tits staring back at them, his gargantuan cock proud as hell, thrusting from his black pelt, his fist-sized nuts hanging below. "I've got a nice ass," he said, planting his hands on it. "It's big enough to take your big cocks, and small enough to play with." He gave it a smack.

"You want to play around with my hard, sweet ass?"

[....to be continued.....]

Thank you for reading my story about DJ, Juan and Tony.