Posing Strap Trio

This is a continuation of the story "Posing Strap Trio". I hope you will enjoy these new chapters.

POSING STRAP TRIO

Chapter Five

"C'mon!" DJ yelled. His blue eyes were as blue as the lake. He was watching Tony and Juan take their time joining him on the dock.

Tony had his big arm draped over the shorter wrestler's shoulders, while Juan's was flung around Tony's waist. "What's the big fat hurry?" Tony yelled back.

Their hip-to-hip stroll made their cucumber schlongs slap lazily and heavily against their very developed thighs. Tony's jumbo balls tumbled against his large cockhead, while Juan's suede-skinned lemons perched themselves snug against the base of his dark dick. It had the effect of making him appear half-hard all of the time.

DJ may have yelled to them to hurry, but he was mezmerized by the masculine sight of his two nude friends. He stared at the contrast of Tony's tanned physique alongside Juan's darker latino musculature. So too did DJ love the contrast of Juan's smooth-as-silk mocha skin next to Tony's raw male virility. The Italian's giant pecs with their enormous nipples punched out into the sun, the dark forest of curls sworling around each thick rivet. Crowning the whole display were those big fat flopping cocks, the heads so heavy DJ swore he could hear them thudding as they swung and flopped from side-to-side.

Juan and Tony fell silent, staring back at DJ. Both were just as awed by the gymnast's perfect nudity. Though blond, he tanned very dark, a bikini line of white his only paleness. A wheatfield of spun gold gathered in the triangle above his tubular hang. The pink helmet head dangled against a pair of balls so potent and low-hanging, the generous, velvety bag swayed two inches below his meaty piece.

DJ had his hands on his hips, his fingers drawing their eyes straight into the apex of his hair-piled, lolling display. Smiling a little, DJ reached down to fondle his downy peaches, making his thick sausage slog over to the left, then fall back against his brown, fleecy thighs.

The trio had rarely viewed one another soft, and DJ's eyes shifted with each healthy slap of his friends' swinging cocks and dancing balls.

"Nice cocks, dudes," he smiled, playing with his nuts.

"I don't want to do this." Tony eyed the lake distrustfully. "It looks cold as hell."

"We've gotta do something, here," DJ said back. "We're coated in jizz and Mazola, Tone."

"So?"

"You're going in, Tone. That's all there is to it, dude."

He folded his huge biceps over his barrel chest. "You couldn't throw me if you had to, dinkhead."

DJ reached out and yanked his big banana.

What followed was a free for all of naked bodies, cocks and balls heaving wildly, as each tried to push the other over the edge. It took both Juan and DJ to finally throw the muscular giant off kilter.

A thunderous splash was answered by two more, the three of them instantly shocked by the heart-stopping impact of cold water against hot skin.

"Christ!" Tony yelled, coughing and spitting.

"Cold at first, huh?" DJ splashed him.

"Ohmygod, it's freezing!" Juan's wide lips trembled.

Tony immediately made his way to the wooden ladder. "This is fuckin' nuts, DJ!"

Juan also swam over to grab one of the rungs, unable to stop shivering. The two watched DJ nosedive under and disappear. Twenty seconds later he was bobbing up between them and spitting water in their faces.

"It's getting warmer, huh?" He tossed his hair from his forehead, looking happy as hell.

"Warmer than what?" Tony frowned. "I'm gettin' out."

"Oh shit, c'mon man," DJ splashed him. "Give it a chance, dude."

"H-how's your ass doing, Tone?" Juan's lips wouldn't stop trembling. His brown eyes looked even larger, making DJ fall in love with the cute latino all over again.

"I dunno," Tony smiled. "Wanna feel?"

DJ laughed, his legs treading water like mad.

"Be serious for once," Juan said. "Did it hurt?"

Tony shrugged. "If I didn't actually want to be fucked, it'd probably have killed me." He tossed his wet black curls off his forehead. "But when you want it, it hurts better'n anything in the world."

"Oh God," Juan shivered even more. "Then it DOES hurt!," he said to DJ. "I told you."

"You may not want it now," Tony said, his voice bouncing off the underside of the dock. "--but sometime you will." His deep voice sounded matter-of-fact. "No one's gonna jump you, y'know, Juan."

"Yeah," DJ treaded closer, enjoying the feeling of all that water on his nude muscles. "Thinking about it right now, it seems pretty radical--but you told me yourself . . . "

". . . I know I did, ok?" Juan said quickly.

"Shit," Tony smiled. "It still fuckin' feels like I've got someone's arm up my butt." He climbed up the rungs, water sluicing off his broad back. And then DJ and Juan were staring directly at his two, perfect spheres.

"It's funny, you know...." Juan said to DJ.

"....my ass?" Tony looked menacingly down at Juan.

"N-no!" Juan's cute face looked surprised. "Shit, no, Tone. God--you sure are hung up about your body."

Tony looked down over his shoulder, his face frowning. "My ass is too big and hairy," he said. "I should shave it so something."

"God, no," Juan and DJ said together, staring directly at its muscular swells. "A man's butt's SUPPOSED to have some hair, Tony," Juan said. "It makes it...I dunno... mysterious."

"Yeah," DJ said. "We've got baby butts--like we're still in diapers."

"Your asses are sweet--just some fuzz down the cracks," Tony came back down into the lake, grinning at them. "--like honeydew melons!"

"Yours is like soccer balls, dude," DJ's eyes sparkled, his super-curly blond hair catching the light of the sun.

Juan positioned himself behind Tony, wanting what was now submerged. "Yours makes me want to just dig into that tight furry crack," he whispered, moving closer. "Explore it."

Tony smiled, looking into Juan's big brown eyes. "You two have real sweet ones," he said. "--like they're just beggin't' be played with."

"God," DJ splashed the others. "You keep saying I'M the horny one! If you aren't actually DOIN' it, you're both TALKIN' about doin' it."

Tony reached out and grabbed DJ's wrist before being splashed again. "Oh? So fuckin' WHAT! What'd'ya wanna talk about, dude?--Fishing?"

"Maybe," DJ enjoyed Tony's rough grip. "We have done any yet."

"We're doin' some right now," Tony let go of DJ's wrist. "We got three big dicks wigglin' at them bigmouthed bass." He reached under and found DJ's bunched-up dick. "--maybe you'll get...a BITE!"

DJ wrestled his hand away, and ducked under. His hand slid up the big Italian's thighs and squeezed his big sausage roll. His head popped up and he spit water, "If they go after anyone's, it'll be THIS one, dude!"

Tony made no moves. He just let DJ keep hold of his underwater dick. "Feels good," he said, his dark eyes penetrating DJ's.

"Awww, fuck," Juan said at them. "What's all this horny shit? Haven't you two had enough?"

"What's enough?" Tony smiled. He enjoyed making Juan get all confused. Juan always seemed surprised by his own sex drive--like he was still new to feeling turned-on-- and didn't quite know how to handle it.

"I don't know," Juan sputtered. "We've fuckin' blown our wades three times already!"

"No one's tellin' you to blow your wad, dude." Tony looked into Juan's cute face. "Just play with my balls some, ok? They're cold."

"Awww Jesus," Juan looked even cuter as he moved in closer.

Tony reached over and took hold of Juan's dark brown hand. "Here," he said, pulling the wrestler's arm under the surface, "I'll even help you find 'em."

Juan's big brown eyes blinked twice as he felt Tony's muscular thighs sliding across his warm fingers, until his palm connected with the Italian's submerged balls.

"Ohhh, fuck!" Juan moaned. They felt huge and puckered and leathery. "Your big fat balls, dude!"

DJ's fingers bumped Juan's hand as he tried his best to completely encompass Tony's water-chilled cock. Even soft, it challenged his grip.

"Get me all hot, man," Tony said to the pair. "Give me an underwater rod."

He grabbed the rungs of the ladder for support, his eyes trying to look down into the lake. He flexed his ass, trying to give DJ's hand more cock.

"Oh, shit" Juan said breathily. He suddenly treaded away from the other two. "I gotta pee...real bad."

Tony reached out, grabbing his forearm. "Do it from the ladder, dude. I wanna watch!"

"No way," he resisted. "I can't pee when someone's watching me."

DJ and Tony exchanged smirks, then dove under to wrestle him to the ladder.

"If you can friggin' blow your WAD in front of us, you can take a piss, man."

Juan felt their solid grips on his biceps. "C'mon," he protested. "I can't, ok?-- I never even use a urinal. I always have to use a stall." His brown eyes looked huge, moving from DJ to Tony and back again. "You bastards," he finally had to smile, his face growing flushed. He wrenched himself free and climbed up, water sluicing down his cocoa- toned, muscular back. It splashed down the deep divide of his perfect round butt. "Ohmygod, it's freezing cold up here," he complained, trying to turn around.

DJ and Tony watched his naked physique break out in goosebumps. They stared up from the lake--stared up between his flexing, muscle-corded thighs.

"God, I love your body, Juan. Fuck." Tony looked at Juan's cock-hugging balls, now so chilled, they almost seemed too big to stay in their tight-skinned sac. "Your cockbush turns me on so bad...so deep and black and curly." He stared up at the hunky sight. "Look at the water shining in those tight curlies, man"

"Look at his nipples," DJ murmured. "They're like dead center on each big pec."

"No shit," Tony muttered. "And those deltoids and biceps--Jesus, Juan."

The doe-eyed latino's full lips shivered. "Don't m-make me throw a rod!--I'll never be able to pee."

DJ wasn't listening. "He's got killer thighs, huh? Those wrestlers have the thighs of death, man. And his balls are so damn out there! Bam!-Bam!...huggin' his sweet chocolate dick, man!"

"Check it out, Deej--it's gettin' bigger..." Tony pointed.

"O-oh f-fuck," Juan looked down past his pec mounds. "Don't get me hard, guys. I gotta pee like a friggin' racehorse...."

"What'a hot cock that is," DJ's voice was reverent. He watched the lake-chilled, umber head blossom. It transformed itself from a wrinkled prune to a burnished, glossy plum. The peehole opened fully, staring back at the admiring boys.

"Look at that cock grow!" Tony watched its coiled thickness begin stretching. The shaft swelled, the weighty head bobbing in heartbeats. It grew to twice its size, then began bulging under their gaze until it tripled in girth.

"Uhhhhh," Juan's body shook with a riot of sensation, his kingsized cock bouncing stiffly upward. "My bladder's gonna explode!--Damn you, DJ!"

"How hot is THAT!", Tony said, looking up at the wrestler's turned-on display. He watched Juan's flexing, muscular cock turn rockhard in complete arousal, the sight totally transforming the built latino's entire physique.

"Godamn, I just wanna SUCK that big fat sweet cock," DJ stared at it.

Juan grabbed the ladder posts mightily, his muscles trembling and flexing. He stared down at the water-treading DJ and Tony--stared down at his totally swollen, pulsing erection.

"OOOOOhhhhhhhuuuuugggggggghhh."

His turgid piece bucked wildly. Juan felt a seismic tremor uncork his bladder. Gripping the posts for dear life, his biceps mountained, his thighs flexing outwards, his cock heaving and lurching.

DJ and Tony stared in panicked alarm as a gyser of yellow fountained in a golden arc over their heads, the hot piss hosing the lake.

Juan's eyes were squeezed shut, his mouth grimmacing. "AAAAhhhhhhhhhhgggg," he moaned, his emptying bladder feeling big as a football, the endless gusher still waterfalling all over the place. His huge, turned-on cock pumped out piss in a mixture of relief and orgasm, making Juan grunt and quake, nearly losing his grip.

Not wanting to get hit, DJ and Tony ended up swimming directly into it, the potent, hot spray splatting their faces, making them duck under and swim further out.

Juan finally grabbed his firehosing dick, shudders going through his body, shaking out the last spurts, his mind a complete blank as he gave himself over to raw physical forces. He saw DJ and Tony resurface, watching him moan and squeeze his fat cockhead free of the remaining drops.

"I hope you got nailed," he said, pissed off as well as pissed out. "That nearly killed me, you bastards."

He jumped back into the lake, then immediately climbed back up the ladder and onto the dock, heading for the cabin.

DJ and Tony watched him as they, too, made their way up onto the dock. Only when they left the relative warmth of the lake did they realise why Juan had been shivering. The late afternoon sun was behind the trees and the wind turned their muscles into a mass of goosebumps. The evaporating breezes instantly shrivelled their balls and made their man-sized dicks poke from their wet bushes like shy turtles.

Chapter Six

DJ raced ahead, bringing out towels. They dried off on the cedar deck. "Damn," he muttered, his body trembling, his lips blue. "I wanted to stay all naked and shit."

Juan stared at him darkly. "The hell with that, DJ. I've never been so cold in my whole godamned life."

DJ knew better than to answer back, joining the others in climbing into his jeans and warmest flannel shirt. He then went into the house and came back with three beers. The sun was casting long shadows over the lawn as DJ poured a bunch of gasoline over the charcoal in the barbeque. Grinning at them, he ceremoniously threw in a lit match. Tony and Juan nearly dropped their beers at the sudden whoosh of singing flame.

"Jesus!" Juan's chair tipped backwards. "--you know what you're DOIN', DJ?"

Tony glugged some beer. "Just don't burn your dick off, dude--or that sweet brown bush'a yours."

"It's BLOND," the cute gymnast insisted, "AND, yes, I know what I'm fuckin' DOING, ok?" He poked at the briquettes with a stick. "--if you weren't so godamned hungry....."

"....oh yeah," Juan rolled his eyes at Tony. "--now it's all OUR fault all of a sudden!"

The blond jock grabbed his brew and sat in the remaining Adirondack chair. "You know what's so cool?" He raised his can in a toast and took his first swig.

"What's so cool, dude....tell us," Tony said, nearly halfway through his.

"--that we really get along," DJ said sincerely, smiling like he'd just discovered The Meaning of Life.

"I guess so," Tony said. "--we get along perfect when we're suckin' dick, or getting wasted."

"--or both!" Juan finally smiled again, feeling happy.

"No--c'mon!" DJ grinned. "We DO!" He relaxed, his body finally warm enough to stop shivering. His blue eyes were almost purple in the twilight. "We're so awesome together now."

"Me too?" Tony murmured. He looked from DJ to Juan, still feeling left out of their special friendship.

"Fuck," Juan said, sounding unusually firm. He looked at the square-jawed Italian. "It's US--okay?" he pointed at each of the others, then at himself. "We're your fuckin' BROTHERS now."

"I'll say!" DJ joked, drinking more beer.

"Shut up, Deej", Juan said. He turned his dark brown eyes on Tony. "You're the most honest, big-hearted dude that me'n Deej could ever, EVER, fuckin' hope't have as a buddy," he said. "So?", he demanded. "Are we your big brothers, or NOT?"

Tony shifted his big, muscular physique in the sagging lawnchair. "Shit," he said, looking away from the others. "I love you guys so fuckin' much," he muttered. His flannel shirt stretched over his biceps as he swiped at his eyes. "You two..." he fought for words, making DJ and Juan suddenly look at one another with raised eyebrows. ".....you two make me....make me want'a hold you and love ya' up--all the fuckin' TIME."

Juan and DJ felt unable to move, unable to do anything except feel Tony's big heart reach out to them.

"I look in the mirror," Tony then said, wiping at his unshaven cheek. "--I see this big, built dude with a big dick'n balls." He spoke out at the orangey sky. "I smile--and yeah, my teeth are straight--I see a dude who's nice to look at n'shit." He srugged, taking time to swig his beer. "--but I don't buy it," he shrugged again. "I feel left out--like it's not really me, or somethin'."

"Tony," DJ got up from his chair.

The rugged-face Italian shook his head, then went on. "--but I hook up with you two dudes--two perfect studs--and....and, Jesus." His green eyes opened to then stare at them. "--you somehow see the guy in the mirror!--you see the Tony I think I'm NOT!"

"Shit," Juan said, frowning. "Your brothers sure fucked you up, but GOOD." He stood up, his body looking compact and powerful. "WE'RE the lucky dudes--me'n Deej!-- FUCK."

"You belong with US, now," DJ agreed, he and Juan moving closer to Tony's chair. "We're COCK buddies, now. FUCK brothers!--try and get in the way of that!" he yelled out to the whole world, running his hands down over Tony's flannel-covered, beefy tits.

"You make me feel BIG," Tony put his hands over DJ's, feeding him his hairy pecs. "--big'n strong an' tough'n shit."

Juan watched them, pulling at his cock-mounding fly.

For a while no one said a word. DJ went into the house, leaving Tony and Juan drinking their beers, watching the sky turn from orange to purple.

"You know, one thing bothers me," DJ said, reappearing with a box of beef burgers. He threw the frozen patties onto the grill. "Are Juan'n I some kinda fuckin' SUBSTITUTES for your real brothers, Tone?" His blue eyes bore into Tony's as he took a swig of beer.

Tony took his time answering. He was feeling more sure of himself, more secure. "They should be so friggin' lucky," he said, trading stares with DJ, then slowly looking over at Juan. "They want 'cunt'?" He shrugged. "Hell--they got it."

"What I mean is," DJ persisted.

"NO," Tony growled, his eyes flashing. "What I fuckin' MEAN is that you ain't two CHICKS, ok?"

DJ nodded, wondering what the logic was.

"--we ain't ALLOWED to fuckin' marry each other, us three," Tony went on. "--'fuck buddies' don't do it for me--fuckin' FRIENDS don't cover what I got inside f'you." His voice was so deep it vibrated. "The closest I got inside is BROTHERS, ok?"

"Yeah, sure, Tone," Juan said, backing away from his intensity.

"--Not my OWN brothers," Tony kept insisting, "--they're all 'pussied-up' with families'n'shit." He looked from Juan to DJ and back to Juan. "--but we Italians mean BROTHERS when we say 'brothers'!--you get me?"

DJ and Juan simply nodded, their eyes staring at Tony's flexing muscles.

"It's deeper than rings'n best mans'n flowers'n shit," Tony said. "WE don't need that crap." He looked up at them. "When I say you're my BROTHERS--I MEAN it! In HERE," he thumped his huge chest.

The wind blew the smell of barbequed burgers around the deck.

"Jesus Christ!" DJ murmured. "I think that calls for another BEER!"

"Fuckin' right," Tony said, a slow smile finally appearing on his roughly handsome face. He looked up a Juan. "You dig it, dude?"

Juan sat back down, looking dazed. "It...it kinda gives me a...a hardon," he admitted.

"That makes TWO," Tony said as DJ headed back for more beer.

"Oh, Jesus," Juan shuddered in his chair, his features now even darker in the shadowy light. "I never felt THIS way before," he killed his beer. "--never in my whole life, Tone."

"Me neither," Tony said, watching DJ come back out and hand him a new beer.

"No pressure, though, dudes." He popped the tab. "Things change and life goes on." He wiped foam off his full lips. "When you jocks have enough of Tony--you just say it." He leaned back. "But while we still have what we got?" He shrugged. "It's just fuckin' sweet, is all."

"God," DJ said, standing next to Juan's chair. "We may've fucked you up the ass--but Jesus Christ, Tone--you just fucked us up the HEART."

"I just fuckin' love you," Juan said, his voice suddenly sounding Italian. "--and DJ-- AND all this horny, jock shit!" He laughed, the others clinking beers with him.

"Then let's just fuckin' EAT," Tony said, a feeling of pure joy entering his big heart.

They tore into their burgers, the swim making them ravenous.

"You're friggin' lucky I packed these burgers, you losers," DJ said between swallows. "I figured we'd just be eatin' bass by now."

"Oh, we've been eatin'," Tony smiled slyly at Juan. He pulled down his fly. He reached inside and just flopped his hairy cock and balls out. "It just ain't been exactly BASS!"

"Oh, Jesus God," Juan said, looking at Tony's half-hard, big-headed dick--at his hugely soft balls hanging out his jeans. "Check all THAT out, Deej!"

"It's fuckin' fillin' UP," DJ breathed, staring. "You're springin' a fuckin' ROD at us, Tone--right out here while we're eating!"

"Fuckin' right," Tony said, looking from DJ to Juan, still chewing his burger. "Haul yours out."

"No problem, dude," DJ shoved the rest of his burger in his mouth. He tore open his jean button, ripped down his zipper and shoved his jeans down over his fleecy, tanned thighs. Teasing the others, he fondled his bikini briefs, using his fingers to play with his pouch-stretching cock and balls. Then he just reached inside and slung the whole ample bundle out into view. His golden bush caught the last glimmers of sun while his eight-inch thick, pink-headed dick looked dazed as it stretched and fell against DJ's generous, peach-fuzzed balls.

"Ohhhhh, f-u-c-k-k-k," Juan stared from DJ's to Tony's thickening tools.

"Let's see it, dude," Tony said to him, "--before the fuckin' sun disappears."

Juan licked his fingers, then stood up, fighting to spread open his pants. He, too, played with his Body Body pouch, letting them see the way his dark physique made those white briefs outline his thrusting sex. His superfull testicles filled out the cloth like tennis balls. "I wanna punish you guys for makin' me pee," he said, tracing his thick meat through the thin cotton. "Maybe I won't even let you see it." He rubbed his palm over his cock-hugging balls.

"C'mon dude, show us," Tony said. "We did you a fuckin' favor gettin' you to piss in front of us."

Juan parted his smooth, muscle-corded thighs, then suddenly pulled down his waistband. His great, dark, very thick cock catapulted out of his black, kinky bush like a sprung animal. The collosal shaft was already sexed-up, his balls bulging below it.

"Oh yeahhhhh," Tony breathed, feeling his dick jerking in horniness. "Hot, darkboy COCK," he said.

"Fuck," DJ said. "Let's just get naked!" He stumbled as he tried yanking his jeans free of his feet, his eyes staring on Tony and Juan's swollen dicks.

"Put on the fuckin' lights," Tony said. "I wanna see what we got, dude."

DJ hurriedly rid himself of the rest of his clothes, then grinned to feel his cock smack his thighs as he went in to give them more light.

"Fuck--what'a body," Tony said. "--so fuckin' hot, Juan."

"It's nothin' like YOURS," Juan stared at Tony's collosal, hairy pecs--at his silver dollar-sized tits with their rubber bullet nubs.

"You fucked me," Tony said. "I still feel it up inside my ass."

"Oh God," Juan said, staring at Tony's enormous cock with its thick-collared head. "You gotta fuck us too, Tone."

"I can't find the stupid light switch!" DJ yelled from inside the cabin.

"I'll make it good for you," Tony slowly jacked his kingsized tool. "I'd never hurt you or Deej."

"Oh, fuck you make me nuts," Juan said, watching Tony's maddening cock-milking. "Your heart's bigger than your big cock!"

"And tonight?" Tony smiled. "I'll put your sweet boyface on my big hairy tits." He rubbed his palm over his ripe nipples. He raised his huge arms into mountains. "--keep you warm'n safe'n shit--snow--rain--fuckin' tornado!" he smiled. "You's my big brothers--my heros!"

"Jesus Christ," DJ yelled. "Forget it. Just come in here, ok?"

He was standing at the table, holding a big bowl of potato salad. "It's getting too cold out there anyway. You dudes still hungry?" His cock was dangling low against his even lower, swinging balls.

When DJ looked up, he saw Juan and Tony pause in the front room to kiss, their outrageously erect cocks doing a tango below. "Jesus," DJ said, "--don't mind ME."

Tony looked at him and grinned. "I was just tellin' Juan how I'll hold you's in the night time." He and Juan walked toward the kitchen, their great dicks sything back-and-forth. "I'd fuckin' die before anything'd threaten you." He flexed his big hairy pecs in the kitchen light. "I'll tuck your sweet heads right up into my big warm armpits," he raised his huge biceps.

"Can we play around with your balls'n cock, too?" DJ asked, staring between his hairy thighs.

"Sure," Tony said, reaching down to flop them around at them. "They're all yours now."

"Ohhhh, sweet!" Juan stood there staring so intently, his shiny cockhead issued a perfect pearl of pre-cum in the stretched hole.

"Fuck," DJ said, putting down the potato salad, staring at their muscles--at their hairy vees--at their flexing, erected flesh. "Come September, we gotta move, guys." He licked his lips. "--move someplace else, get an apartment."

"Shit, I could!" Juan said. "They want me out--keep asking why I'm not going off to college like everyone else."

"I'll take good care'a you's," Tony slowly fisted the generous skin over his muscular shaft. "My Momma's second cousin's got a farm in Vermont. He's way cool, dudes." He fingered his massive hairy balls. "He's got a black dude for a live-in partner." He smiled. "They run it with a profit, too."

"No shit?" DJ said, his own cock now roaring hard. It's candy apple head bounced and twitched at the thought of them on a farm together.

"I'm still hungry," Tony said, looking at the big bowl of potato salad.

DJ grinned, then winked at Juan. Juan's mouth opened in astonished alarm as DJ pryed his stiff whopper down into the middle of it.

"What're you....??!!"

DJ laughed. "It's cold!" He shivered, laughing to see his big erection bounce out, covered with the creamy stuff. "Wanna lick my hot appetizer?" DJ grinned over at Tony.

Tony watched the mixture slide down onto DJ's big balls, then just dug his fingers into the bowl and painted his his nipples.

"You hungry too, Juan?" Tony smiled, his eyes dark green and shining.

Juan stared at Tony's pecs--at the pasties of salad making the Italian's huge hairy tits look lewdly distended.

"C'mon," Tony said, "I wanna eat DJ's big cock."

A groan fell from Juan's lips as his arching cock led him forward to lick at Tony's nipples.

"'Atta boy!" DJ cheered, turned on by those big latino lips sucking at Tony's tits, licking each nipple wildly.

"Nice salad," Juan smiled shyly, rubbing his nose into the furry canyon of Tony's massive pecs. "You make it, DJ?"

"You kiddin'?" DJ said, watching Tony moving his way. "It's from Wegman's Deli counter."

Tony crouched before DJ's spread legs, eyeing the mayonnaise cock and yummy coated balls. "Looks good enough to eat," he said, then nibbled at the huge head.

DJ's muscles flexed as currents of sex raced up his dick. Tony's mouth began feasting on the whole twitching shaft. "God DAMN," DJ smiled at Juan. "Put some on your bicep, dude. Lemme lick it all off."

Juan hesitated, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of Tony cleaning off DJ's jiggling balls. He made his right arm into a flexed mound of muscle, then slathered salad on top and came over to DJ.

"Oh yeah!" DJ yelled. "Put THIS in a Wegman's commercial!" He stared at the contrast of pale potato salad crowning the mahogany darkness of Juan's perfect bicep. He leaned down to kiss the huge muscle, eating it clean, then tonguing the whole, sexy boulder.

"Awwwh, Christ," Juan moaned, loving DJ's voracious licking. "Feels so fuckin' good, dude."

Tony was snuffling into the sweet pile of DJ's golden cockbush, his tongue lashing at gleaming wet cock and spit-shiny balls. DJ began dancing around, unable to handle the sensations. "I gotta light some candles or something," he looked in the cupboards.

"I wanna hold you dudes in bed," Tony said, watching DJ's dancing erection stretch and bob as he grabbed three candles.

"C'mon, Juan," DJ said. "Tony wants to love us all up!"

DJ led them to a room none of them had yet been in. He fumbled with the matches, making the others hold their candles closer. "This is like that movie we saw," he made ghostly 'whooos'.

"Yeah, except those dudes weren't naked and throwin' rods," Tony said, examining the wooden door. "Whose room IS this, Deej?"

With candles now lit, DJ opened the old fashioned latch. Very cold air washed over their physiques, making Juan shiver and squint into the darkened space.

"Cold, huh?" DJ said. "No one sleeps here except my folks--Uncle Jim lets them use it when we're all here together." He walked right past them holding his candle up high. "Check out the bed!"

"This is your FOLKS' bed?" Juan said, eyeing the king sized, quilt-covered expanse. "I thought we'd just use our own."

"Fuck that," DJ grinned. "We need room, dude." He moved right up to the head- board, setting the candle down on the side table. "Jeez, but you dudes look hot in this sexy light!" He went and grabbed theirs, adding them to his own.

Tony and Juan stood at the wooden baseboard, still feeling shy about using an unfamiliar bed. "Fuck," Tony finally said, his deep voice filling the cold space. "It's friggin' freezing in here." He looked at the giant shadows their nudity cast on the knotty- pined walls. "What'd'ya want us to do NOW, Deej?--Pose for you?"

"Fuck yeah!" DJ grinned. "Lemme see those sweet, hot bodies!"

Tony wasted no time moving into a double biceps pose, his arms turning to granite, his forested pecs mountaining into beefy slabs of nippled strength.

Juan turned sideways, drawing his wrestler's arms into an angled slant behind his round ass. He suddenly flexed his triceps until his smooth, chocolately muscles popped out in ripped definition.

"Oh fuck! That's so fuckin' hot!" DJ stared at Juan and Tony. "Look at the friggin' WALL, man!" The obscene shadows cast by the candlelight made Juan's erection look three feet high. The cute latino grinned and flexed his muscular cock while DJ and Tony watched the silohette of it carve its way almost to the ceiling.

DJ had his hands on each hip. He sucked in his abs to flare out his wedgy, gymnast lats and flex his pecs. His softball-sized deltoids crowned his big biceps as his eight-inch erection trembled up against his concave belly. His huge , gorgeous balls swung between his golden-fleeced thighs. Keeping his pose, he stood sideways to the flame, watching his silohetted cock knife up beside Juan's on the wall.

"That's enough to make anyone queer," Tony said, staring. "Look at what you dudes're doin' to my big cock!"

Juan and DJ stared at the enormous size of Tony's turned on, vein-laced erection with its glossy, thick-collared head.

"You two make me so fuckin' hard, every fuckin' minute," Tony said, staring down at himself. "--can't fuckin' HELP it," he flexed his hairy pecs. "I shoot my big load all over the place, then it just gets even harder all over again."

DJ stared at Tony, then over at Juan, his eyes fixed on their beautiful, erect cocks-- at their muscular, naked physiques. "Shit," he muttered, "I thought I'd die when you went along with tryin' on those little poser dealies." He looked down at the huge expanse of bed. "Now we're gonna play bareass, all night long in bed together!"

"I'm gettin' real cold, Deej," Tony said. "I wanna hold you two in my arms."

"Get the fuck on there, big boy," DJ grinned. "Let's make this bed experiencee some REAL lovin'!"

Juan and DJ watched Tony's muscular, two hundred pounds climb into the middle, til he lay flat on his back, his huge cock spearing up in a stiff arch over his tanned belly. His handsome face lay back into the pillows, looking up at them.

"I'm not gonna hurt you," he said, watching them staring at his beefy, hairy tits. He patted the quilt on either side of his tremendous physique.

"Just lookin'," DJ purred, kneeling his way over to Tony. "You're sexier than ever in bed like this, Tone."

Juan came around the other side, then kneed his way closer. "God," he said, his body still shivering in the dim candlelight. "We're throwin' rods in your parent's bed!" He flashed a big dazzling smile over at DJ.

DJ snuggled into Tony's muscular warmth, running his fingers through the Italian's curly chest hair. "That's three more hard cocks than THIS bed's ever seen!" he licked Tony's big fat tit cone.

Tony wrestled his biceps under Juan and DJ to draw both their faces onto his big hairy pecs. The sound of slurping filled the knotty-pined, candlelit room as the two dudes nursed wetly on his juicy, tough nipples, tonguing them into spears of sex.

"You warm now, huh?" Tony kissed into their scalps. "--suckin' on my big tits?"

"Oh God, don't make this end," Juan came up for air. "Please--if there's a God in heaven, don't EVER make this fuckin' stop!" he said up at the shadowed ceiling.

"--Don't have to y'know," Tony said. "I'm serious about my cousin Rick."

"So am I," Juan said, rubbing his nappy head against Tony's full bicep. "My folks don't give a shit where I go, as long as it's out of the house."

"I'd go to fuckin' MARS to be like this together," DJ said, resting his head sideways to stare down Tony's abs to view the huge, glowing cockhead.

"I've been there plenty of times--Vermont, I mean," Tony bulged his biceps under their warm, pliant necks. "He's darker skinned than you, Juan."

The latino wrestler experimentally ran his palm down the ridges of Tony's fleecy-haired abs, never before being so quietly near the big Italian's nudity. "That so?" he replied, not totally listening.

"His daddy was from Morocco, I think." Tony watched Juan's palm slide down his tanned, concave belly, then touch under his sensitive crown. "--and his Momma was treated like crap for marrying a foreigner."

"--that why your folks hate him?" DJ asked, thrilled over having Tony's hairy pecs to nuzzle and kiss and lick.

"It's cuz he's queer, I think," Tony said. "The black dude he lives with--Joey--came back with him from a trip he took to Ghana or someplace like that." He pressed Juan's hand right down into his cockbush to let him play in the thick, erotic pile. "They're huge, big fuckers," Tony said. "You think I'M built?---FUCK. Two dark, toned bodybuilders, man!" Juan's fingers dug and ruffled into Tony's thick hair, thumping the base of his giant erected meat, his eyes gazing at the big, shiny helmet. "They go around wearin' next to nothin' in the summer--and they sleep in the same bed."

"No shit," DJ began to get very interested. He used his first finger and thumb to play with Tony's ripe nipple. "You think they'd really let us all......?"

"......sure I do," Tony nodded. "Rick told me that when I finally get my shit together, I should bring my 'babe' to come and try out country life." He grinned up at the ceiling. "He wouldn't bat an eye if I brought you two dudes. Hell, he'd just smile and give us the room with three beds, and just push 'em all together."

"Look at your big juicy hard DICK, Tone," DJ whispered, watching Juan toy with it. "Lookit how fuckin' turned-ON it is!"

"It's all yours, y'know," Tony said thickly. "You and Juan make it hard like this when you're even near me."

Juan stared at how the candlelight made Tony's physique glow--made his cockhair so thick and black, his fingers disappeared into it. "I want to go with you, wherever we can be like this--me and Deej."

"Me too," DJ said, kissing Tony's pec and then up his tanned, warm neck. "We gotta stay together from now on."

"Are they friendly?" Juan asked. "They sound like friggin' AMAZONS."

"They're real men, I guess you'd say," Tony said. "I don't know--they work out in the barn--and I mean REALLY work out. They had me pressing poundage I thought I could never handle."

"Nice bodies, I guess, huh?" DJ asked.

"Incredible," Tony said. "Ricks' is the color of, I don't know, coffee'n cream--only real shiny. And Joey's is like black coffee--really dark and hunky. They got muscles on top of muscles,and are way over six feet--make me feel like a friggin' midget!"

DJ smiled slyly, winking over at Juan. "What about their......?"

".......never saw 'em," Tony smiled back. "I guess cuz I'm family, they kept their shorts on the whole time." He looked down his torso to examine his arching cock. "But those shorts just bulged with the salamis they got hidden between their legs, dude."

"--CAN'T be bigger than THIS," Juan said sliding his face down Tony's abs to stare right at the open-holed head of Tony's huge dick.

"They got nice hairy pecs like yours?" DJ asked, pinching his fat nipple.

"Nope," Tony said, smiling. "So knowin' how much you dig my hairy chest'n legs'n cock'n balls, I wouldn't feel jealous or nothin'--'sides, they's a real couple, even if we'd sometimes get it on t'gether with'em."

"No worries," Juan said. "No one could make us feel as good as this, Tone." He stretched his tight, muscular physique like a jaguar along Tony's, loving the feel of his hairy thighs and beautiful chest against his smooth, cocoabutter skin.

There cam a minute or two of contented silence. The chilled, candlelit bedroom was now wrapped in the late August night. Their bodies radiated sexual heat, making Juan and DJ snuggle into the huge Italian even more.

"I wanna see your cocks'n balls," Tony said. "I'm only lookin' at my own."

"You want to suck our big cocks?" DJ rubbed his pink hardon across Tony's warm, hairy thigh.

"I just want'a look at 'em, and feel 'em up with my hands," Tony said. I've sucked 'em more than I've even fuckin' LOOKED at 'em--up close, I mean."

DJ looked across Tony's big chest at Juan. "Just slide yourself sideways, and turn around on the bed," he directed. "And Tony, you scoot your ass down some."

DJ demonstrated by turning himself about, his feet now hitting the headboard-- his crotch came in line with Tony's shoulder and his own face was now staring at Tony's hairy thigh. Juan quickly did the same, his tender-skinned, dark erection jumping wildly to suddenly feel itslef carressed by Tony's unshaven jaw.

"Ooooh," Juan shuddered at the riot of sensation. He sat up on his elbow like DJ, the two of them smiling at each other from either side of Tony's hairy whopper.

"Oh fuck," Tony whispered, a hard cock on each side of his rugged face. "Look at them boyboners!"

DJ and Juan winced in sweet torture as Tony's unshaven face moved back-and-forth against their sensitive cocks. They reached their free hands over to play with his big-headed burrito.

"God DAMN," DJ said, "--BOTH our hands can't cover this fucker!"

They tried to surround the hot shaft, their fingers unable to completely make it. It was pliant, yet muscular, leaping around in their grasp, its gaping hole oozing a crystal of clear dew as they jacked it manfully.

Tony awkwardly tried to bring his own hands up to grab the two dicks before his eyes. The most he could manage was bouncing them rigidly on his fingertips.

The two boys shuddered at the feeling, their mouths gasping at the beauty and feel of Tony's supersized dong.

"Look at your sweet, fat boyballs," Tony said, then turned his face to cuddle his nose into Juan's dark, suede-skinned bundle.

"Unnnhhh," Juan moaned, his fingers clamping over Tony's pulsing meat. Juan's balls felt ultra-alive against Tony's chin and licking tongue. He squirmed into Tony's muscular strength.

DJ and Juan then took Tony's lead and left the huge cock to then fool with Tony's giant, hairy balls.

"Oh yeah!" Tony husked, swivelling his face to kiss and nose into DJ's velvet-skinned pile of nuts. "My big BALLS," he muffled into the mass of fleshy fruit. "Play with 'em--love 'em all up!"

DJ groaned at the double thrill of holding Tony's thick ballpouch in his palm while feeling Tony's rough face kissing and licking his own.

DJ and Juan rose up together to then plant their faces into Tony's hairy, warm, naked crotch.

"Ohhhh, smells so GOOD," Juan moaned. "--so warm and furry!"

"Smells like total MAN," DJ said, pausing to lick at Juan's big lips then locking into a full-tongued kiss. They locked lips and then nuzzled Tony's skintight cock, their tongues laving up the shiny-taut head, making the whole thing buck and rear at them.

"Oh, we gotta!" DJ whispered hotly at Juan, his mouth wet with their combined spit.

"I know," Juan smiled shyly, his white teeth flashing, his cheekbones gleaming in the candlelight.

"Sittin' on it is probably better," DJ said, staring at the alarmingly large cock. "More control, or somethin'."

"I wanna go first," Juan said. "I'm so fuckin' ready, Deej!"

Chapter Seven

DJ grinned, then looked up to see Tony looking almost crosseyed at the two wet, shiny cocks before his face. "Hey, Tone," DJ grinned. "Juan wants to sit on your big King Cock, man."

A look of concern crossed the Italian's features. "You sure, Juan?" He rose up on his elbows, their big dicks rubbing into his biceps. "It's awful hard'n big, Juan", he looked at it. "Maybe you dudes should just fuck me instead--I don't wanna hurt anyone."

"You HAVE to bust our cherries," Juan said, already rising up to crouch beside him in the bed. He threw his muscular leg over Tony's waist as DJ rolled out of the way. "I'm not gonna give it, if I can't take it, too--besides, my ass is so fuckin' hot for this big hard cock, man." He straddled Tony's waist, looking down into his green, heavy-lidded eyes.

Juan reached behind him to lift Tony's whopper and rub it against his rosey opening.

"Oh fuck!" Tony shuddered at the feeling. "Get in there DJ--make it wet for him."

The blond, tanned gymnast flashed Tony and Juan his sexiest smile, drool already falling from his lips as he moved down into a better position.

Juan looked over his shoulder and arched his back, presenting DJ his silky, muscular, spread butt. "UUUUhhhh," he groaned to feel DJ's lips kiss into his untouched, puckered hole, the wet suction making him shudder.

DJ wasted no time slobbering up the tiny, hair-feathered slice, driving his whole tongue up the resisting cherry ring. Juan wiggled and grunted, clamping his hands down on both cheeks to spread his tight asscrack wide open. He felt flames of energy rifle through his ass, making him shake it into DJ's face.

Tony could do nothing but stare up into the utterly cute handsomeness of Juan's turned-on expression. The boy he loved as much as DJ was pursing his big lips and licking his pink tongue across them as he moaned and tried to watch the sloppy action.

Suddenly Tony's muscles flexed as DJ then moved down to tongue-bathe Tony's ass-hungry cock. DJ's lips burbbled spit over the purpled, taut head, then tickled into the wide open hole.

Tony's torso jumped, nearly toppling Juan off the bed. "Jesus CHRIST," Tony yelled. "I'll fuckin'CUM, you do that again!"

DJ laughed merrily, then smacked Juan's hard, round cheeks soundly. "I think he's ready for it now, dude!" he pronounced. "Wait!" He leapt off the bed and grabbed some suntan oil from the dresser. "This'll do the trick." He drove his oiled-up middle finger deep inside Juan's lust-shaken asshole.

"OOOhhhhhhhhh," Juan breathed.

Not stopping there, DJ dribbled more onto Tony's flexing, big-collared cockhead, the smell of Coppertone filling the candlelit room.

"Now you just EASE the fucker in, DJ," Tony husked out at him. "And cut out the fuckin' GAMES, dude--I don't wanna hurt my sweet Juan."

DJ became quiet as he bent Tony's giant throbber up towards Juan's impossibly small slit. The two looked unable to perform the job--one way too big--one way too tiny.

"Easy now," DJ said, as Juan rose up into a crouch and then slowly lowered himself down. "Take 'er slow, dude."

A smile broke over Juan's face, even as his brow beaded up with sweat. "Feels incredible," he whispered down at Tony. "I'm about to fuck myself on the biggest cock on earth!"

Tony looked at the smiling latino with a mixture of alarm and pure lust. He felt the slippery, unyeilding opening pressing over his blunt dickhead, the sensation almost bringing tears to his eyes. "Oh Jesus," Tony breathed, reaching his large hands up to fondle Juan's smooth, dark pecs.

Juan put his own hands over Tony's, helping him squeeze and massage his wrestler-sized tits. He sat down with slow determination, his virgin hole stretching dramatically against the girth of Tony's fat, muscular bulb. He knew if he could just clamp over the hugeness of Tony's giant head, the rest would be easier.

"Ungh," he grunted, feeling his asslips yield over the collar of Tony's cockcrown. Sweat then did break out on his dark forehead as he smiled down at Tony. "You're in there now, Tone," he whispered. "Just gimme a second....."

"Oh fuck but you're hot!" Tony's eyes squeezed shut. "--like a fuckin' furnace in there!"

Juan laughed a little, then just went for gold.

With gritty determination, the mocha-colored, muscular jock simply sat right down on the ten-inch rod. "UUUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh!" His eyes squeezed shut, persperation beading on his brow.

"Oh sweet Jesus Christ," Tony looked almost scared. "Juan! Juan! You okay, baby?"

Juan relaxed his asshole against the base of Tony's dick, feeling the curly cockbush scrub his slick cheeks, breathing in a shuddering effort to relax. He felt the whole wonder of ten inches of cock up inside his steamy guts.

He finally opened his eyes. "You're fucking me, man," he said hoarsely down at Tony, taking his buddy's large hands and rubbing them over his spearing nipples.

"Juan," Tony said with feeling.

The dark-skinned stud rose back up on his knees, feeling the incredible shaft electrify his grasping ring as it slid nearly all the way out. He then sat back down, and laughed up at the ceiling. "You're bustin' my little baby cherry, Tone," he laughed, proud of himself as he fucked himself with firm, pleasuring rhythm.

"My big dick's on FIRE!" Tony moaned, his fingers pinching Juan's perky nipples, his head tossing on the pillows.

"Far-fuckin' OUT!" DJ cheered, watching the lewd display of Tony's wet shaft being swallowed by Juan's stretched asshole.

"You sure it's ok?" Tony asked again, his fingers massaging Juan's biceps.

Juan pushed Tony's hands way down to find his thumping, erect dick. "My big COCK thinks it is, man," Juan said, now bouncing his body up-and-down on the enormous shaft. "I'm harder than a fuckin' corncob feelin' your beautiful dong fuckin' my ass!" The sweet-faced wrestler laughed in triumph. "Oh, you GOTTA ride this buckin' bronco, dude," he beamed at DJ, his body bobbing, his muscles rippling in the candlelight, the bed squeeking. "Once it's in--it's REALLY in!"

"You better hurry!" Tony gimmaced. "--too fuckin' hot--too fuckin' SWEET!"

Juan could feel Tony's fuckpole expanding in warning, and quickly knelt onto the bed, rising-up to then pull free of the giant knob with a loud pop.

"Ooohhhhhhhhh," both he and Tony moaned together.

DJ was standing off to the side, over by the bed table, already finger-fucking himself with the Coppertone. His usual bravado was caving in as he looked at the sheer girth of Tony's gleaming shaft. It made his own erection begin shrinking in nervous alarm at what awaited his virgin ass.

Juan stood proudly on the other side, his own cock so completely erect, it was dribbling juice on his sweat-sheened thighs. "You'll see, Deej," he encouraged. "Don't waste time over the pain, dude--better to just get the fucker right the fuck UP there!"

DJ trembled a little as he climbed aboard and crouched, his knees up against his face. Below him, Tony's hand was slowly masturbating his blissed-out cock--the shiny cucumber wet with pre-cum and Juan's assjuices.

Tony looked up into DJ's unusually worried face, then over at the triumphant Juan. "This ain't a godamned CONTEST, dude," he said.

"I know," Juan said, looking apologetic. "I just didn't think I even COULD, is all," his voice faded away.

"You did great," Tony smiled back. "You SHOULD be proud, baby."

Tony looked up again at the anxious DJ, sitting astride his narrow waist. "Deej?"

"What?" he said back, as though waiting for some kind of instructions.

Tony just reached his long, muscled arms out behind DJ and pulled the blond gymnast down onto his big chest. He wrapped his biceps over his neck, as Dj began kissing and sucking his babycock nipples.

"Juan knows it ain't about bustin' cherries, or provin' you're a man, baby," he said into DJ's curly-blond scalp.

"I know," DJ muffled against Tony's hairy tits.

"It's about gettin' more love in ya'," Tony said. "When you was inside me, that's what I felt--I felt you lovin' me right up inside my body."

DJ shimmied himself up to find Tony's mouth. They kissed and cuddled until DJ's dick began swelling up again between their sandwiched torsos. He then slid himself down further and spread his thighs to feel Tony's dick push against his asshole.

No one spoke as DJ looked silently at Juan for help. Juan bent over the bed and held Tony's hot cock up just high enough to center it right at DJ's oiled-up pink button. DJ then kept sliding down Tony's torso, feeling the blunt knob bump into the puckered button of his virgin ring.

DJ breathed out a whoosh of air as he scooted down further, feeling the corona of Tony's knob enter his stretching hole. "UUUUhhhhhhh," he moaned as his asslips suddenly sealed over the collar like a rubberband, throttling the hot cock, making Tony moan along with him.

DJ regathered his forces and slid his ass further down onto the shaft, his eyes tearing-up, his face flushed. "Oh fuck," he said. "I think I'm almost there."

"You feel so damn GOOD, Deej," Tony husked over his blond head. "Your ass is so fuckin' tight--it's lovin' up my big hard rod, dude."

DJ grunted as he used his triceps to lever into a pushup position, looking down at Tony's lusty eyes. It felt for all the world like he had cock shoved clear up into his throat as he rose further upwards.

DJ finally managed, with Juan's help, to rise to a sitting kneel, his knees hugging Tony's lats. "Ohhhh," DJ moaned, "It's in all the WAY, Tone." He tried to smile--his face red and perspiring.

"So fuckin' HOT," Tony said. "Your baby butt's roasting my big DICK."

"You okay, DJ?" Juan rubbed DJ's big shoulder. He looked concerned.

"Wait a sec," DJ said quickly. He closed his eyes, getting used to the feeling of someone having polevaulted right up his virgin ass. The burning, torturing sensations were slowly giving-way to a dull numbness. And then, after an endless minute or two, an incredible, sexy warmth kicked-in.

DJ laughed suddenly, his usual merriment reviving. "OhmyGOD!" he yelled out, making Tony's eyes fly open.

"S'matter?" Tony asked.

"It's so fuckin' GOOD all of a sudden!" DJ laughed, experimentally milking Tony's hardness--rising up to a full kneel and sitting back down again.

"Told you!" Juan laughed, bending over to kiss DJ's sweet lips.

DJ's tongue did battle with Juan's. DJ suddenly felt a great, enormous wall of anxiety give way deep inside him. In its place came a rush of ecstatic joy. DJ knew he'd just become a complete, sexual, cockloving man. All three of them had broken each other in! All three began grinning at each other.

"Can you drive it up me yourself, Tone?" DJ smiled down as he bounced on Tony's big cock.

"Yeah," Tony said, beads of sweat plastering his wayward curl on his forehead. "But I'll fuckin' CUM if I do that!"

"So?" Dj laughed in sexy pleasure. "CUM! Fill my little ass with your hot stuff, dude!"

"Ohhhhh," Juan moaned, hearing that--watching how DJ's blushing boycock was now roaring hard and smacking his belly when he bounced. Juan was unable to stop himself and climbed up on the squeeking bed to straddle Tony's torso and feed DJ his dripping dick.

The candlelit room glowed, filled with the sounds of squeeking boxsprings and hot male rutting. DJ sucked Juan's dark meat like a madman as Tony's hips plowed upwards, driving his aching cock deep into center field. DJ's ripe cheeks bounced against Tony's slamming thighs, his balls slapping Tony's abs.

"UUUUUhhhhhhhh," Juan groaned, knowing he couldn't last much longer, staring down at the carnal sight of DJ being fucked even as the muscular gymnast sucked his giant darkmeated cock.

All of a sudden Tony's hips locked in a seizure of thrilling joy, burying all ten inches up DJ's cherry ass. A look of astonished wonder crossed his face as he suddenly realised he was sailing over the edge.

"Oh fuck," was all he managed to say, his balls suddenly swelling, his cock lurching wildly inside DJ's steamy ass. A tremendous shudder shook his whole physique as the first wave broke, sending a glutt of jizz up DJ's guts.

DJ felt Tony's shaft expand to twice its size, the giant head bumping his joybuzzer as it fountained out liquid warmth, coating his virginal tunnel. It made the cute blond swallow all of Juan's hot cock, his throat muscles syphoning the juicy shaft to the brink of ecstacy.

Juan saw Tony's orgasming body, felt the primal urges inside his balls suddenly trigger his own mind-blowing eruption. DJ's massaging throat sent him into orbit, his own hips driving dick into DJ's willing gullet. A searing blast of male cream hosed DJ's tonsils, the cockloving gymnast suddenly filled with jizz at both ends.

"Oh! Oh! OH JESUS," Juan yelled, his head flung back, his eyes staring at the ceiling. "My cock! My big COCK!"

Tony jumped and grunted, his hips slamming DJ's ass, his orgasm unending as his cock reared back and fired yet more cum up the assthrottling hole. He saw Juan's own ass shaking with lusty feeling as the dark wrestler face-fucked DJ, his shooting cock plowing pints of jizz down their buddy's throat.

Too occupied to attend to his own need to cum, DJ was busy swallowing cream and milking Tony's shaft with his broken-in ass. It dribbled down his chin and drooled out his asshole. And still the two pumped their endless supply of sperm into DJ's hungry ass and mouth, until finally Juan pulled out, his cock throbbing out the last of his juice.

"Uhhhhhhhhh," DJ moaned, wiping his lips, staring at the dark, twitching rod. He watched Juan climb off the bed, and then saw Tony open his eyes and gaze up into his face.

"Holy shit, dudes," DJ said. "I'm gonna float away, I'm so full'a your stuff."

"C'mere," Tony said to the two of them.

The candles were nearly melted down as the flames flickered across their sweat sheened bodies. The trio nuzzled and kissed, the smell of male sex in their nostrils. DJ's cock was harder than ever, demanding release, while the blond's big heart only wanted to love his brothers and lie against their warm, panting bodies.

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

I hope you enjoyed these additional chapters of "Posing Strap Trio". Thank you for reading my story.