The following contains material of an adult nature, specifically consensual sexual contact between men. If you do not wish to be exposed to such material, or are legally prohibited from doing so, DO NOT PROCEED. Certain acts depicted do not conform to safe-sex guidelines. The story takes place in 1977, before the AIDS epidemic, and should be viewed from that perspective.
Tales from the Weight Room
by K. W. Bennett
Chapter 1 Dan
"Three more. Two more. One more. Great! Let's work on those lats now."
Dan moved from behind the bench to help me up. I took his hand and pulled myself up. We looked into one another's eyes and I could have sworn I saw a look of interest pass over his face. "Wishful thinking Keith my boy." I thought. "Don't fall into that trap and end up getting the shit kicked out of you. If you've got to spend one period a day in here because of your bum knees, don't screw it up by making a pass at every hot muscle boy who offers to spot you. If you want to see 1977 you've gotta stay cool."
We moved to the lat machine and I knelt down waiting for Dan to bring the bar into position. Instead of standing behind me and holding the bar, Dan moved in front of me, his basket just inches in front of my face. I could see the outline of his cock and balls cupped in the jockstrap which I knew he always wore because I watched him changing every chance I got.
The musky smell of crotch sweat assailed my nostrils and I could see beads of sweat on the line of hair that descended from his navel and disappeared into his shorts. My mouth went dry and I quickly looked up at his face. He was regarding me coolly with those slate gray eyes, almost daring me to expose myself by reaching forward and licking his cock through the fabric of his jock and shorts. "Three sets of ten?" I asked. "Huh?" said Dan. "Should I do three sets of ten pull-downs?" "Oh! Yeah. Three sets just like always."
What was the matter with him? It almost seemed as if my surmise was correct and he was really thinking about my mouth on his cock. Again I put those thoughts out of my head and began the routine. It was a disaster from the start. Every time I pulled the bar down I was forced to lean a little closer to Dan's crotch. The closer I got, the more the smell of funky ball sweat went straight up my nose. I could feel myself losing control and starting to get an erection. I conjured up every loathsome image I could think of and managed to keep myself from getting a full boner.
The only trouble was, I could see Dan starting to get hard from watching my head bob back and forth over his crotch. That was the last straw. I decided this was as good a sign as I was going to get and determined to confront him after I finished the routine. I knew I was risking a first class pummeling from him and his friends, but there is only so far a man can go before he has to throw caution to the winds and tempt fate.
Fate had other plans for me however. I hadn't finished the second set before Dan stepped back and told me to stop. Sweat was dribbling down his forehead and his upper lip was swimming with it. "Listen man, there's something I've got to ask you, er, rather, tell you. I mean. Aw shit! Keith man, I'm gay! There, I did it. I've wanted to tell you for weeks but I was scared you'd tell everybody. I caught you lookin' at me in the shower last week and figured I'd take a chance. It took me this long to get up the nerve, but by the way you were lookin' at my basket I didn't think I'd have to worry." He leaned forward and put his hands on my shoulders. "I know I'm making a lot of assumptions, and if I'm wrong tell me to back off. But I don't think I'm wrong."
Before I could open my mouth or react to what he had said he pulled me toward him and wrapped his arms around me, giving me the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. As he crushed me to him I could feel the glorious stiffness of his erection straining against the fabric of his jock and shorts, its warm hardness burning against my crotch where my own prick was making a fire of its own.
After several minutes locked in this embrace we began moving our hands over one another's bodies. I had dreamt of this moment from the first time I laid eyes on him. Six feet tall with black hair and gray eyes, a body packed with solid muscle; from his bulging biceps, plate-like pectorals, and washboard abs, to a pair of legs which screamed out to wrap themselves around your head.
I had fantasized about him during jerk-off sessions but was restricted to images of him in various states of undress, never completely naked. I figured he must have a decent sized cock judging from the outline in his jockstrap while he was changing, and the short glimpses I managed to steal while he showered, but could never quite conjure up a satisfying fantasy image.
I put my hand in his crotch and felt his throbbing dick. I let out a little yelp when I realized it must have been about eight or nine inches long. If there is one thing in the world I love, it is playing with a big stiff prick. In my mind's eye I could picture hours of fun with this wonderful new toy.
Dan's hands moved to my own modest seven inches and began to stroke it with one hand while the other kneaded my balls. Our passion was cruelly doused by the ringing of the bell signaling the end of the period. Reluctantly we separated and headed to the locker room.
My classmates were streaming out of the change room as we approached the door. There was no-one in the room when we began dressing, but we didn't take any chances beyond determining we both were on lunch break.
We left the dressing room and went out back for a smoke. We both agreed there was no way we were going to leave things unfinished and decided to skip the rest of our classes and go to my place.
My father was working out of town, and my mother had left in the morning to join him for the weekend. My sisters were spending the night with their boyfriends so we had the entire house to ourselves for as long as we wanted it.
Dan was eighteen and could write his own notes, I was Student Council President and had a good rapport with the administration. I was confident I could cover my absence with a minimum of trouble.
Our plans completed, we eagerly set off for my house. The walk was a short one and soon we were alone in my front room sipping Cokes and talking.
The entire walk home it was all we could do to stop ourselves from diving into the bushes and screwing like wildcats, but once we arrived and realized we had the whole day, the sense of urgency left us and we decided to get to know one another better.
Dan and I traveled in different circles at school. He was a "Jock" and I was a "Brain". My friends were the butt of his friends jokes, and I was generally regarded as a know-it-all. I asked him why he was interested in me considering the many differences between us. "Number one, I think you're one of the hottest guys I know. I'm not into other guys like me. I'll take a chubby guy over a muscle head any day. Number two, I remember the first day you showed up in the weight room. The other guys were acting like real shits but you took it all in and didn't let them rile you. In my book that marked you out as a classy guy, and next to chubby guys I like classy guys best. And number three, you take the weights seriously. I know you're not into sports or athletics in general, but instead of whining and trying to do as little as possible you make the best of what must be a bad situation for you and try to get something out of it. You're all around just what I want and I'm sick of playing the Big Man Football Hero who does what everyone expects and screws every cheerleader he can get his hands on. I'm queer and I'm gonna get what I want and screw the rest of them if they don't like it!" At the end of his speech, Dan slammed his Coke down on the coffee table, took me into his arms and kissed me with even more passion than before. My head was spinning. I couldn't believe this man-god from the weight room thought I was hot, but I guess beauty really is in the eye of the beholder. "I've gotta have you." Said Dan. "Which way to the showers?" "The showers?" "Yeah, I'm all sweaty and stinky. I never have sex without a good wash-up first. C'mon, I'll show you how much fun a shower can be."
We left the living room and went into the bathroom. Our shower was a bathtub-shower combination. The tub was big enough for two, and having a curtain instead of glass doors made maneuvering easier. In no-time we were standing naked in front of the tub waiting for the water to warm up.
Dan's naked body was even more beautiful than I had imagined. There was a wisp of black hair between his gorgeous pecs, and a line of soft down running from his navel right into his generous tuft of black pubic hair. His ass was hairless, but his thighs and calves were covered with short, black hairs.
I drank in the sight of him, feeling self-conscious about my pot belly and the hair which covered my entire body. I have never considered myself good- looking, but when I saw the look of lust and wonder on Dan's face I realized that what I thought didn't matter. Our eyes locked for what had to be the hundredth time that day. "God-dammit Keith! You're just about the hottest thing I've seen in a long time. How's that water? I can't wait to get you all lathered up." "Just about right. C'mon stud. Let's get wet."
We stepped into the shower and let the warm water flow over our bodies. We caressed one another, sluicing the hot fluid over our naked forms. Dan picked up the bar of soap. "Hmmm. Ivory soap. 99 and 33/100ths pure. Well, at least one thing here is."
As he said this he reached down and began to lather the soap all over my throbbing cock. When the foam was almost hiding my dick from view I took the bar and began washing his massive chest. Dan jerked my dick with one hand and rubbed the lather into my furry belly with the other. I had moved down from his chest, over his abs, and down to his prick.
I had been on the verge of cumming since our encounter in the weight room and, without even a chance to warn Dan it was happening, I shot a massive load into his hand and all over one muscular thigh. Dan moaned at the feeling of my hot jism hitting his skin and with a shudder began cumming too.
I felt his dick-head enlarge just before he shot and before I knew it I was covered in spunk. I've never seen one human being eject so much semen in one orgasm. His spooge flew up into my face, then the second wave hit my chest. The third one covered my cock and balls, then it just started to drip out like a leaky faucet.
I couldn't help myself, I'd always wondered what cum tasted like so I knelt down and began to suck the remnants of his load from his still dripping dick. One taste and I was hooked for life. The musky-sweet taste was the most heavenly thing I had ever experienced.
Dan reached down and brought my face up to his. He kissed me deeply and licked the last drop of his own cum from my chin. I leaned my head back on the cool plastic of the tub-surround. "Fuck! That was great!" I moaned. "In-fucking-credible!"
We held each other tightly as the water cascaded over us. After a moment or two we began to finish the process of washing up. Dan was soaping up my ass and I was reveling in the feeling of his strong hands on my ass-cheeks when he began probing my hole with his soapy finger.
I had never experimented with my ass as an erogenous zone and was pleased to discover how great it felt. I gently pushed my butt back on his finger giving him tacit permission to push it in further. It felt a little uncomfortable at first, but when his finger passed the ring of my sphincter muscle I was overcome with the most incredible sensation.
Both our dicks were hard again and Dan knelt down and nuzzled his face in my pubes. As he gently probed my ass with first one finger then two he lifted my cock to his mouth with his free hand and began to lick the head.
My knees were beginning to buckle from the combined pleasure of his fingers in my butt and his hot mouth on my dick. I slowly slid down the wall until I was crouching with my ass resting on the rim of the tub. Dan was crouched in front of me, the muscular cheeks of his ass parted just within reach of my left hand. I slicked up my index finger with spit and began rubbing his puckered butt-hole with it. He let out a low moan and grabbed my hand to indicate I should start finger fucking him. He didn't need to ask twice. I slid my finger slowly into his hole until it was up to the second knuckle. Small moans of pleasure caused Dan's mouth on my dick to vibrate slightly and brought me to the brink of orgasm once more.
I pulled my finger out and lifted his head from my dick. "Let's finish cleaning up, I want to move into the bedroom where we can really go to town."
Dan kissed me tenderly. "Whatever you want my hairy friend." We finished our ablutions in record time and, after drying off, moved into my parent's bedroom. In recent years I have developed a phobia about having sex in my parent's bed. I never got along with my father and while he lived with us I never gave any thought to using their bed for sex, I just did it. After my parents separated, when I began to think of it as my mother's bed, it seemed somehow obscene to bring another person into the house and have sex in her bed.
There were no such distinctions that day and as soon as we were reclined on the mattress we picked up where we left off in the bathroom. We moved into the sixty-nine position and sucked each other off while probing our partner's asshole. After many pleasurable moments Dan pulled away and sat up. "Have you ever been fucked up the ass before?" "No, in fact I've never had anything up there before today." "Man you don't know what you're missing! The next best thing to getting blown is having a stiff prick up your ass. Tell you what, you can fuck me first and then I'll take your cherry." "I don't know Dan. You're pretty big. Won't it hurt?" "Just for a minute. It only hurts the first time, and if the guy takes it easy it doesn't hurt much at all. The trick is to let the dude getting fucked ease into it by not moving around until he's comfortable with it. Don't worry. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. If you don't like it we'll stop. I'd be quite happy to just get fucked but I think you'll like it so let's give it a try." "OK. I owe you a lot. I never thought I'd get a chance to have sex with you and if I did I figured it would be one of those drunken quickies that end up with a black eye and persecution. We've already fulfilled more than I ever fantasized about, one more thing is just icing on the cake."
Dan put his arms around my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "I could never have a quickie with you and I'd smash anybody's face in who tried to give you a black eye. Right now you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've had sex with girls and I've even had a couple of guys from the gym, but what we've had already beats them all hands down. Now fuck me you hairy stud! I want that prick of yours up my ass pronto!" "Yes Sir! There's just one problem. I don't know how to start." "I'm gonna stick my butt up in the air, you're gonna get behind me, lube up your dick, shove it in my hole and fuck me like there's no tomorrow." "What kind of lube?" "Vaseline, Crisco, Baby Oil." "We've got some mineral oil in the bathroom and I've got a tub of Vaseline in my bedroom." "Whatever you want, but I prefer the Tub o' Fun myself."
I quickly went to my room and grabbed the jar of Vaseline I kept in the drawer of my Captain's bed. When I returned, Dan was on his hands and knees stroking his big cock and poking two spit slicked fingers up his ass. He smiled sheepishly. "Thought I'd get myself loosened up. C'mon over and get your dick nice and slick. Take a glob of that and work it into my hole, then kneel behind me close enough to rest your dick on my ass. Grab your dick and use your fingers to find my asshole. Put the head of your cock against my pucker and push it in."
I followed Dan's instructions and found the pushing harder than I expected. His ass didn't want to let me in. Dan was moaning softly then let out a yelp when his sphincter loosened up and my dick slid into him. "That's it baby stick it in deep. Fuck me with that hot cock. It feels so good up my ass. Stick it in all the way. All the way. That's it, that's the way. Pull it back. Now push! Yeah! Oh yeah! Shit man I ain't never felt so good. Fuck me lover, fuck me."
I moved my hips back and forth until I established a rhythm I was comfortable with. Dan kept up a steady stream of moans and shouts. I had never felt anything so incredible. His ass was so tight and he kept flexing his butt cheeks in time with my fuck rhythm. I pushed in and his muscles tried to suck me in further, I pulled out and his muscles clenched like they didn't want to let me go.
After several minutes, Dan let my dick pop out of his ass. He grabbed a pillow and lay on his back with the pillow propping his ass up in the air. His pink hole opened and closed like a hungry mouth. I moved forward, leaning over his stomach and pushed my dick into him up to the balls. Dan's neck muscles were straining and his face was contorted in a frenzy of lust.
When I got my rhythm going again he reached out and pulled my face to his. He began deep french-kissing me while I fucked him. I was getting closer to the brink with every thrust and soon I screamed out that I was cumming. Dan pulled my ear to his mouth and whispered. "Spooge in me Keith. Give me that hot load up my ass."
I needed no more encouragement. My dick expanded and spurt after spurt of hot jism squirted into Dan's ass.
I collapsed on top of him then rolled over with my dick still inside him. He was straddled over my waist and was milking my dick with his ass as he pumped his rock-hard cock with his fist.
My dick was semi-hard and the sensation of his muscular ass squeezing my cock as it slid around in my own cum made me hard again. "Yeah baby! Gimme that stiffie one more time! I'm almost there baby. Almost there!"
In no time he was grunting like a stuck pig and a veritable fountain of spooge was flowing from his prick onto my chest, stomach, and onto the bedsheets.
I felt like someone had thrown a bowlful of lukewarm pudding on me while I lay in bed. Dan toppled forward and lay on top of me, the spooge on my chest and stomach made little squishy noises as he squirmed to get comfortable.
He slowly lifted his ass off my dick and it popped out with a loud slurp. Dan covered me with kisses and compliments as we lay back recovering from the intense sensations of two horny teenagers having uninhibited sex. With the stamina of the young, we were soon both hard as stone again. Dan rolled off me and knelt between my legs. "I dunno about you, but I could use another shower and maybe a bite to eat." "Yeah. I've gotta wash this ton o' cum off me. Man, you always shoot like that?" "Depends on what I'm doing. When I jack off there's not quite as much. If I get blown there's more. Truth to tell though I don't think I've ever cum that much before and sure as Hell not twice in a row. I guess you just bring out the best in me." "Well keep it coming! I've never felt anything so sexy as that creamy load splashing on my body. Just do me a favor and let me know before you let go in my mouth. I don't want to drown in it." "You swallow?" "I've never done it before, but I'm more than willing to take your load down my throat. It just feels like the right thing to do. I loved the taste of your spunk I got in the shower so I figure a mouthful will be even better."
Dan settled back down on my body and kissed me again. "Baby, where have you been all my life?" "Waiting for you!"
We kissed again more passionately then got up off the bed. "Christ Keith. Look at that mess." "Don't sweat it. I'll pull off the sheets and change the bed before we start again. Unlike most men our age, I know how to use a washing machine." "Hope you got plenty of clean sheets 'cause I've got plenty more where that came from." "There's a whole cupboard full just waiting for you."
We laughed and headed for the shower.
After we washed up and I changed the bed, I made some sandwiches and we sat on the couch feeding one another from a plate on the coffee table. When we finished Dan reached into his gym bag and pulled out a plastic sandwich bag with some kind of dried plant in it. "Now we're finished eating it's time for the after dinner mint." "Why do you carry dried mint around in your gym bag?" "You can't be serious. This isn't mint. It's weed. You know? Marijuana, weed, reefer?" "Drugs?" "Are you trying to tell me you've never smoked up before?" "Dan, you know what I am. I'm on the SAC, I'm in the library club, my idea of a fun evening is sitting around playing chess. None of my friends is into this and frankly it makes me a little scared." "Well aren't you just the little hothouse flower! Do you mean to say you don't want to try?" "I didn't say that. Like I said before, I trust you. I'm just a little wary. But Hell! A short time from now I'm gonna let you put that pig-sticker dick into my ass so I'm sure a joint won't kill me." "Honey, an hour from now you won't be able to decide which one you like best!"
I laughed and sat back on the couch to watch him roll the joint.
As he worked I reflected on my good fortune. Here I was sitting naked in my living room with one of the most popular jocks in my high school, after the best sexual experience of my life, with more to come. I savored the moment while I gazed at his hot muscular body leaning over my coffee table.
With deft movements of his fingers he began to roll the marijuana and tobacco into a slim compact cigarette. He tore a small strip from the inside flap of his cigarette pack and rolled it into a makeshift filter for the joint. "Prepare yourself for the most intense sensation of your life. I envy you a little. There's nothing like your first time doing anything and you're about to get two in a row." "Thanks to you." "My pleasure my hot, hairy friend. Would you like to do the honors?"
He handed me the joint and the lighter. I lit the doobie and took a long haul, expecting to become incapacitated at any moment. Dan noticed the look of trepidation on my face and laughed. "Don't be so uptight! It takes a while for the full effect. You probably won't feel anything until we're finished. Relax and enjoy the ride."
I blushed at his gentle rebuke and began to calm down and let whatever was going to happen take its natural course.
I took another haul then passed it over to him. He took three small tokes then pulled the smoke into his lungs and held it there. When the joint returned to me I followed his example, and after two more exchanges the joint was finished.
Dan put the roach into the ashtray then leaned back onto my chest and pulled my arms around him. We sat like this silently, each absorbed in his own thoughts. I began to notice a pleasant tingling all over my body and a feeling of extreme well-being.
As I absently stroked Dan's abs and pecs I suddenly got the most incredible hard-on. I swear it felt like my dick had grown two inches and turned into a bar of steel. Dan was hard too and guided my right hand from his chest down onto his throbbing boner. "From the feeling of your prick on my back, I'd say you're ready for round two, or is it three?" "Who's fucking counting? Let's get to it stud-boy!"
We raced into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed.
After a few minutes of sixty-nine action Dan began stroking my asshole with his finger. He pulled his mouth off my cock and shifted his position so that his mouth was in front of my asshole. I couldn't figure out what he was doing, but when I felt the warm wetness of his tongue on my pucker I realized I was experiencing a third new sensation.
I had read about rimming in the gay magazines I picked up occasionally, but had never expected to find out what it was like. At first he just licked around my hole, teasing the opening with his tongue, when all of a sudden he pushed his tongue into my ass as far as he could. I almost shot my load right then! Dan kept this up for a few minutes then rolled me over and turned so we were facing each other. "Are you ready to take it?" " If I'm not ready now I'll never be. What should I do?" "Put that pillow under your ass and spread your legs out. It goes in easier from that position. I'll position my prick to start fucking, and when you're ready I'll push it in slowly. It's gonna hurt at first, but it'll hurt less if you push with your ass muscles like you're taking a shit. When I get it all the way in I won't move until you tell me to. Try to relax and get used to the feeling. Don't make any sudden movements, just grit your teeth and move through the pain. It should go away after a few minutes at the longest." "Should I lube my ass up or will you?" "You do it. Put as much in as you can and try to work two or three fingers in to loosen yourself up. I'll suck your cock until you're ready."
Dan leaned forward and began to lick my dick up and down the shaft while I took a huge gob of Vaseline and began to work it into my asshole.
When I managed to squeeze two fingers up my butt he began to suck in earnest, his head bobbing in my crotch like one of those stupid dogs in the back window of a car.
I got half of a third finger in and he pulled my dick out of his mouth and started giving my balls a tongue bath.
The sensation of fullness in my ass and his skillful manipulation of my gonads made me feel like I was ready for the main event. I pulled the fingers from my butt and lifted my legs into the air. "Fuck me you gorgeous hunk of muscle! Show me how a man does it!"
He positioned himself between my legs and I could feel his cock-head up against my pucker. He looked me in the eyes and I nodded my head.
Slowly he began to push his well-lubed dick forcefully against my love- pucker. It started to hurt and felt like it wouldn't fit so I clenched my ass muscles like I was crapping and almost immediately my sphincter dilated and his cock plunged into my ass.
It felt like someone had poured liquid metal up my ass, so sudden and intense was the pain. I drew in a quick breath and bit my lip. Once he was all the way in, Dan held stock still. "You OK?"
I nodded my head and forced a smile. Dan leaned forward and rested his chest on mine. "Relax lover, let yourself get used to it. Just smack my ass when you're ready." I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the sharp pain his dick was causing in my butt.
I concentrated on the feeling of his muscular chest and abs resting on my furry stomach. Just the feeling of those pecs against me started my dick getting hard again after I had lost my erection from the pain. As my prick got stiffer, the pain gradually dissipated to be replaced by a feeling of glorious fullness. I couldn't wait any more and began to move my ass back and forth just before I slapped his ass like a jockey telling a thoroughbred to put on some steam in the last quarter mile. "Ride me stud puppy! Fuck my tight cherry ass!" "Oh man! I love your tight hole! There's nothing like virgin butthole! I'm gonna make you cum like you've never cum before!"
Slowly, then gradually picking up speed, Dan began thrusting his cock into my ass and pulling it back until it almost popped out.
He leaned forward and began kissing me and nibbling my ears. He reached between our bodies and began jerking on my cock. I had never felt such intense pleasure. The feeling of his rock hard nine inches tearing into my virgin butt while his muscular hand shagged my prick was more than I could take.
With a shudder throughout my entire body I let fly the most copious load of jism I had ever produced in my life. Spasms wracked my body and my ass contracted with every wave of pleasure.
Dan stiffened and I felt his massive load fill my butt and leak out down my crack and over his balls. I lay back on the bed basking in the afterglow of our coupling.
I raised my head and took in the sight of the load on my stomach. There had to be as much cum there as when Dan spooged on me earlier. I lay back again and Dan collapsed on top of me. I raised his head and kissed him softly. "I know this is probably a little early to say, but Dan, I love you." "I don't think it's too early Keith, I love you too."
We settled back and cuddled then fell asleep in each other's arms. An hour later we awoke to the light of dusk coloring the room in warm hues of gold and orange. Dan smiled and nuzzled his cheek in the hairs of my chest. "Must've dozed off. How you feelin'?" I began stroking his hair. "I don't think I've ever felt quite this contented in my life. Do you realize what you've done for me? In one short afternoon you've changed my entire world. Before this I'd only dreamed of having sex with another guy, and I figured I would never find one who would do it with me. If I died tonight I could die fulfilled." Dan raised himself onto his elbow and began fondling my cock with his free hand. "Don't die just yet, there's plenty more for you to experience, and I'm just the guy to show it to you. Can I ask you a question?" "Anything you like." "You say you enjoyed yourself this afternoon with me." "Damn straight!" "Well, if you had fun with me, how would you feel about having it with me and someone else?" "You mean a menage-a-trois?" "Yeah." "With who?" "Do you know Jordan?" "The Jordan who looks like he belongs in a muscle mag? The Jordan who has arms the size of my leg? The Jordan who makes you look like me? That Jordan?" "Woah! Slow down there big fella! Yeah. That Jordan." " I'm familiar with him. I can't say I know him, although I can say I've thought about getting to know him. Why would Jordan consider having sex with me?" "Because he has sex with me and has asked on more than one occasion if I thought you'd be into screwing around with him." "Let me see if I'm understanding you correctly. You and Jordan, the Olympian Ideals of our high school, have sex on a regular basis and have both secretly wanted to screw around with me, even though you are already screwing around with each other?" "That about sums it up." "Why?" "Jordan and I grew up in the same neighborhood and have been friends all our lives. We were each other's first sexual experience, and after lack-luster forays into the world of sex with women, we turned to one another for gratification. We're both attracted to the same kind of man, so while the sex we have is satisfying, it doesn't come anywhere near to being fulfilling. Now I've found you, I won't be needing to be with him anymore. I just thought it might be nice to give him what he wants as a sort of consolation prize, and I figured you'd be into it by the way you enjoyed the sex with me. Jordan and I have double teamed before and I can guarantee you won't be disappointed. That's if you want to?" "Hey. If you two are into it, who am I to deny you your fun? I just can't help feeling I'm getting the better end of the stick." "You'll be getting the better end of two sticks!" "Ha, ha. Very funny. I mean you two muscle boys have to put up with flabby old me while I get to fulfill my every wet dream."
Dan took my chin in his hand and brought my head up to look into my eyes. "Keith, you've got to get over this negative bullshit about your body. I know you find it hard to believe, but Jordan and I get turned on by you as much as you're turned on by us. I jerk off thinking about guys like you. Hell! I jerk off all the time thinking about you!" "You're kidding!" "God's honest buddy. I can tell you in minute detail what it is about you that makes me hot, just as I'm sure you can tell me the same thing. I'm happy with the arrangement we've discovered, and I hope you are too, so let's not hear anymore about how inadequate you feel. I wouldn't be here if I didn't find you attractive and Jordan wouldn't want to do you if he didn't feel the same way. If it helps, think of it like pizza toppings. Some people like pineapple and some people don't, but no-one would ever question their own worth depending on that like or dislike." "Body image is a little more complicated than ordering pizza." "True, but it still boils down to what you like."
I leaned my head to one side and regarded him with respect in my eyes. In an exaggerated British accent I said, "Beautiful and brains too! Who says all muscle heads are morons? This 'pizza philosophy' is almost brilliant in its simplicity. Kudos for a fine piece of philosophical reasoning."
Dan blushed and threw his leg over my reclined torso to straddle me with his cock pointed at my face. He crooked one finger under his chin and said in a passable Southern accent. "Aw shucks Mr. B! Don't go all Brainiac on me now. Thanks for the compliment, but that's as much as you're gonna get when I'm sittin' here all nekkid and horny!"
We both laughed and then shared a long passionate kiss which quickly turned into another bout of oral sex. We both took our time and after we'd both cum, Dan settled back on the bed and said, "So, what about it?" "Hmmmmm?" "Jordan. Should I make the arrangements or what?" "When would you like this cornucopia of sexual delights to be served?" "Huh?" "What time would be convenient to get it on?" "Oh. As soon as possible." "Well, no-one will be home until Sunday night at the latest. So why don't you have him over tomorrow? Invite him for lunch. We'll ravage one another all morning then after a fine meal, cooked by yours truly, we'll hug and munch for the rest of the day." "Sounds like a plan."
Dan went into the living room and I could hear him talking on the phone. I dozed off for a minute or two and awoke to find him snuggled in beside me. He lay on his side and was looking me up and down lustfully. "Everything arranged?" I asked. "He'll be here around one. I asked him to stop by my place and pick up some clothes and stuff. I called my Mom and told her he'd be by and that I wouldn't be home until Sunday." "She was cool with that?" "Sure. I told her I was working on a science project with you, and that we needed to keep an eye on it to make sure nothing went wrong." "She didn't ask why you couldn't come and get your own clothes?" "Nah. She's not that nosy. Ever since I turned eighteen she assumes I can take care of myself." "I noticed you said 'clothes and stuff'. Just what falls into the category of 'stuff'?" "Just never you mind. It's a surprise." "Oh. I just love surprises. As long as it's not whips and chains I'll wait until tomorrow to find out. It's not whips and chains is it?" "Gimme a break! I'm not into that and neither is Jordan. Maybe a little light bondage now and then, but I don't get turned on by pain." "Good."
We lay on the bed cuddling in each other's arms. First he fell asleep, and I watched his beautiful chest rise and fall with the rhythm of his breathing. I slowly drifted off to sleep thinking about what a great day this had been, and looking forward to the excitement promised for tomorrow.
End of Part One Coming Soon: Part Two: Jordan
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