WET WORKOUT. (some watersports) By JonH jhimus@yahoo.com.au
Art threw his sports bag into the corner, chucked a wet towel over a chair, lit a cigarette and looked at me in that 'guess what' kinda way.
"I told this bloke called Keith where I lived. He'd fuck around for sure"
I know the gym he goes to and it isn't one of 'those' kinda places.
"You're gonna get yourself killed one of these days, ya know that"
"No way buddy. I got the eyes. I see em' comin"
He used his line about 'the eyes' everytime he tried to convince me some guy or other would 'fuck around', I have to admit he was nearly always right but some of the situations he got himself into were damn crazy.
Me and him have been friends for over a year. I met him at a porn store one night, I was as nervous as hell and I was checking out videos and three of the fuckin' things dropped on the ground and he helped pick a couple up. Anyhow two of the video's were bi and one was gay so he kinda had me sussed in seconds. He told me he already had a copy of one of the bi ones so he said I should come over to his place to have a look.
The first thing I noticed about Art ('Arther' to no-one) was the smarmy smart ass grin he got on his face when I told him about myself. He told me later that he knew damn well I was talking shit when I told him I was bi. Normally to be confronted about that stuff woulda pissed me right off but Art had this easy going way about him that kinda relaxed me. In fact meeting him was a hell of a relief seeing as I keep things quite.
At 25 he's a year younger than me. He's 5'11" which is two inches taller than me, he has pale skin but with black hair and blue eyes. When he's got clothes on he looks chubby but you find out that he's a fairly well-built solid guy.
I've got more flab on my body than him but I wouldn't call myself fat. I have got more hair on my body than him. I guess we both look like a couple of average guys. Art has told me to relax more, he says with time it'll happen.
Art has a flat about a 15 minute drive from my place. I share with my brother and he doesn't know about me so being at Art's place is kinda like my home away from home (I still allude to my family that I have a casual girlfriend - it's total crap - I gotta sort that shit out but not right now). That first night me and him watched about 5 minutes of the bi video before I offered to suck his dick. Everything about his place relaxed me. When me and him are hanging around his place most of the time I'll wear just a t-shirt and briefs, sometimes when we're checking out porn on the net or vcr we've been known to spend the whole night walking around naked (doing day to day stuff in the nude kinda turns me on. I like sitting down on the scratchy ass chairs he has in the loungeroom).
We've never called ourselves boyfriends as it just doesn't suit the situation. It's basically down to our sharing 'mutual interests' I guess. Besides we only have sex when we can't be stu
"So how'd you figure this guy Keith 'fucks around?"
"Mate, he had this fuckin' 8" inch boner in the showers!!"
"Who was he with?"
"No one"
"Art. Guys jerk off in the shower"
"Gary. I was takin' a piss. The guy knew I was there"
"Yeah?, I've been there other times and that shithole gym is not a 'fuck around' place. Half the guys there look like they've done time. It's a 'weights only' place"
"I know! Thats what fuckin' blew my mind"
"So what happened?"
"He made this half-assed attempt to hide it but I know why he had it"
"Why?"
"He was watching my cock when I was taking a leak"
Despite myself my dick moved slightly at hearing that line. Me and Art's 'mutual interests' weren't too common.
"So then what happened?"
"Well nothin' really. He got dressed and left the changeroom while I was in the shower"
"Ha, I don't think you got the right idea"
"I think I did ol' buddy. He was out at the front desk when I was leaving and he says to me all very formally that he needed to confirm that the address I had in the gym register was correct".
"Yeah but he doesn't work there, how's going access that anyhow?"
"His best mate is that Tony guy and his uncle owns the place. He'll get it easy enough. You know how they all hang round at the front desk"
"Yeah, I guess. I don't think you'll be seeing him in the next five minutes"
"I know young Gary. But I have patience. I have the eye and and I have patience"
"Do you reckon he'd come here tonight?"
"Nah, he was goin' out to the pub or somethin'"
"OK"
"What about you? You wanna stay tonight?"
"Yeah, wouldn't mind"
"I'm knackered, think I'll crash for awhile"
I could hear Art's shower running as I slowly drifted off to sleep on the couch.
----------------------------------------------------------------------- Part Two
When I woke up it was dark outside. I could hear Art out in the kitchen. Adjusting the slight erection that was tenting my briefs I noticed Art had been looking at porn on his computer, the photo on screen was one of my favourites, one young guy lapping at the ass of another.
Art came back into the room nude and holding a six pack of beer, his semi-erect cut 7" cock bobbing in the air. I loved seeing erect cocks sway when a guy walked so I pulled down the front of my briefs and began to slowly rub my growing erection.
"What time is it?"
"Getting onto ten. You wanna beer?"
"Tah. So whattya wanna do tonight?"
"The usual. Sit on your face"
"Heh, heh you dirty bastard"
"You bet. I'll just finish this then we can go out the back"
As I sat on the couch Art sat on the keyboard trawling through various porn sites looking for the photos he liked. Clicking the mouse with one hand he never put down his beer once, taking deep swigs from his can I knew what me and him would be doing. I drank swig for swig with him.
After a couple of cans each we made our way out to his old converted bathroom. I'd help fix it up so me and him could fuck around in it. Because all the basin had been taken out all it had in it was a bath and two old lounge chairs he'd bought for 20 bucks.
I'd taken my briefs off in the kitchen and was just getting comfortable when Art entered the room and standing next to the chair bent foward and prised his ass cheeks apart, his fingers gripped the fleshy mounds so the full hot beauty of his puckered hole twitched before him. Suddenly he did his usual trick of inserting his middle finger deep into his hole well past the second knuckle, after a couple of seconds he pulled it out and turning to face me stuck the finger into his mouth, sucking quickly he then held it in front of my face.
"Clean ass. Filthy fuckin' mind. Let's have a go up yours"
I was leaning back to spread my legs when their was a loud knock on the front door. We both stayed really still hoping they'd go away but then the knock came again. On the third time Art pulled on his track pants and went to answer it, I wrapped a towel around my waist.
When I walked into the loungeroom Art said with a slight smirk, "This is Keith and this is Tony"
Both of them were drunk. Tony looked like he was gonna fall over any minute. He was Greek, late twenties, not that tall, from the muscles it was clear he spent alot of time at the gym. He kept pushing his fingers through his thick, curly hair and looking sheepishly at the floor.
Keith looked pretty much like I expected. Same height as me, late twenties early thirties with a close cropped haircut and I kinda stupid looking but handsome face. Around his kneck was a gold cross and in his ear a diamond stud. He looked like a thug. He also was looking sheepish but he was drunk enough to feel confident.
"Howsit goin' Art. Who's ya' friend?"
"Gary"
"Hope we didn't interupt you two boys"
"Nah, it's OK" Art sounded calm.
"So whattya youse two doin' tonight?" Keith looked at Tony with a knowing leer. I didn't know what to expect from this. They seemed friendly enough but not that friendly. Then Art took control.
"Keith, mate I'm gonna suck Garys cock and then he'll suck mine. Might even lick his ass".
That did it. Keith and Tony both stood there stunned. Art looked into Keith's face and I knew that one more smart ass line outta Keith and he'd start talking about earlier in the gym.
Before anyone had time to speak Tony lurched onto the couch like he was about to pass out. With a slurred mumble he said something about 'too wasted' then fell semi-conscious on his back.
"He's he gonna throw up?" I asked Keith. Keith nodded his head and in a low voice said maybe. I went and got a bucket and put it near Tonys head.
"You...you wanna give me a blow job?" Keith mumbled quitely into the floor.
"Maybe" Art was gonna play this along.
I dropped my towel and my erection swung slightly out from my crotch. Art pulled his track pants down and kicked them into the corner indicating Keith should do the same. After a few drunken attempts Keith stood in front of us in nothing but a pair of gray socks his cut 8" cock slowly beginning to grow.
Just then the sound of Tony pissing into the bucked filled the room, somehow he'd managed turn sideways on the couch and to get his uncut, 8" flaccid dick out of his track pants. As the sound of piss thuddered and gargled loudly into the plastic bucket my cock grew to full hardeness, I was unsure about going closer to Tony but to see that pale yellow beer piss going to waste was cutting my up. Me and Art looked at the huge, violently jutting cock standing out the front of Keiths crotch and knew straight off what was going on his mind.
The last drops of piss dribbled from Tony's cock as he turned over and fell into a drunken sleep. Picking up the bucked I savoured the warmth in the plastic and the aroma of fresh Greek piss. We all stood around the bucket as I held it between us, Keith was as transfixed as we were watching the bubbles slowly burst in the pale piss.
"Cheers" Holding the bucket to my lips I took a long deep gulp, the familiar salty tang filled my mouth before running deep into my guts. Art then took a swig and letting piss run from his mouth offered the bucket to Keith. Keith took a hold of it and letting it slosh from side to side mumbled to himself "I've only ever tasted my own", holding the bucket to his body he placed his hand into the piss then taking it out licked tentavely but hungrily at his skin.
"Tastes like mine. I like to put my head in it" Keiths face was a mixture of humiliation and relief but his eyes glinted with anticipation.
Leading him out to the bathroom we watched as he knelt over the bucket and pushed his head deep inside, turning it from side to side he pulled it out and streams of piss ran from his soaked hair down onto his body.
Sitting on the threadbare bathroom rug we tapped and tugged at each others erections, swinging wildly we took turns putting our heads between each others legs and taking long slow licks of each others shafts. Keiths teeth scraped roughly on my cock head before our coaxing got him into a slow, shy sucking motion. He hadn't done this often if at all but his eyes watched as Art worked his tongue over my shaft before his puskered lips sucked lovingly at my piss slit.
Raising his mouth from my crotch Art looked at Keith.
"I'll show ya where we left off"
On cue I leaned back and spead my legs until my ass hole was in clear view of both of them. Taking a long wet slurp of his finger Art at first tickled up my twitching hole before it sank slowing into my body until his hand rubbed into my hairy hot crevise.
Art then pulled it out and rubbed it slowlly onto along his clean ass.
"You wanna go?"
Keith held his finger under his mouth and let an string of spit fall out of his mouth. Scratching at my hole his fingernail at first made my hips jump before with unusual gentleness he sunk it deep up my ass and with his face only inches from my crack watched fascinated as it moved in and out of my body. Withdrawing it slowly he held it to his nose and after taking a quick sniff looked into my eyes as he put it inch by inch into his mouth.
"You taste like I do"
"Can we have a go at yours" I asked him.
Keith reached down between his legs and with a finger extended began to dig into his own ass crack, putting his finger up to his nose he inhaled.
"I...I gotta take a shower first"
Standing up I turned on the shower, as my cock subsided very slightly I felt the pressure.
"I gotta take a piss"
"Mate, can you piss on my leg" Keith sounded like an excited kid. Moving the rug we stood above the plug hole in the centre of the room.
Waiting patiently as my cock slowly sibsided I slowly began to release, slow spurts at first then finally a decent beer filled stream. Aiming squarely at Keiths muscled leg I saturated the black hair on his thighs, rivers of piss trickled over his foot as he swayed in drunken pleasure. Just then Art let go a strong and steady stream onto the other leg, when he felt the hot urine splatter onto his leg Keith turned his back to us and gripping tightly at his hairy ass pulled the cheeks apart exposing a dark crack, thick with hair, catching site of the brownish red puckered hole I was transfixed by the sight a such an asshole. Guys who've never had man to man sex always have these fuckin' hot hidden asses, private all the time, wiped and barely washed. The slight smell filled the room before it disappeared under the warn wet aroma of our piss.
In a private ecstasy Keith ran his finger up and down his piss soaked crack, playing lightly over his own hole he then wiped his gamey finger hotly onto his chest before climbing into the shower.
"I gotta go now. Can I piss on you?"
As he stood under the shower me and Art knelt on the floor side by side, water run from Keiths cocks as it went slowly semi-flaccid then with a jolt it shot of cannon of piss right onto my chest. Holding his cock he then swung the pissing cock onto Art's body, rubbed rubbed the beer piss onto his chest then reaching over to me rubbed his piss soaked hand under my arm. Raising my arm I exposed my hairy pit to Keiths hot torrent, then reaching over I grabbed at his shaft and directed the stream directly onto my lips until my mouth gurgled and overflowed, as I gulped what I had I aimed the stream splattering onto Arts teeth, a shower of piss flying into the air. As the flow started to subside art leant foward and took the last trickling stream into his mouth, his cheeks ballooning out as a nights worth of Keiths urine filled his guts.
Keith then raised one leg and taking the shower nozzle in one hand he sprayed the full force of water onto his ass hole, wildly washing it it anticipation his cock grew to it's former stiffness every time he dug his finger deep into his bowels.
"If I clean out the shit will you lick me?"
"Fuck yeah" I huskily drawled.
Dropping the shower nozzle he began to piston his finger into his ass he finally pulled it out and sucked it into his mouth. Satisfied with the result he dug it up into himself again before offering the finger to me, taking a quick suck of the stubby digit I was eager to taste that private hole.
Turning off the water Keith stood in the shower and proudly waiving his rock hard cock at Art looked into his eyes.
"I gotta fuck that ass a yours. Man, if you'd got inta tha' shower this arvo I woulda nearly fuckin' raped ya'"
Lying sideways on the floor Art raised his legs and offered his hole, scooting down onto the floor Keith spat wildly onto the twitching opening, holding his hand he got Art to spit into his palm and he slathered the contents onto his shaft. Grabbing Keiths cock head I guided it towards the pucker and watched as first the head sunk then the shaft. Keith humped violently into Art's ass, then in an awkward but damn hot move Keith lifted his leg revealing his own hairy dark crack. Lying down on the floor I pushed my face deep between those tight ass cheeks, hair catching between my teeth I soon found his opening and with an ease I didn't expect it sunk between the ass lips and hit the dry, clammy taste of a man. I alternated between wild licks and spits into his chute, the slimy mess of spit and sweat bubbled as he flexed open the hole, "go on mate fuck me"
"yeah...fu...fuck him" Art groaned words and breath being knocked from his body.
Aiming my cock head at the hairy crevice I had to feel for the opening, pushing again and again into the sweaty, musty crack I finally touched the softness of a hole my cock then effortlessly sliding into his bowels. With a hard steady rocking we grunted into rythm down their on the bathroom tiles. Keith reached back and with his hand pushed my bucking hips into his body, my cock sinking deeper with every grunt.
Suddenly a burning pain shot through my body as I felt finger dig deep into my asshole, turning quickly I saw the leering, drunken Tony kneeling above us watching glass eyed at the humping bodies on the floor. Without a word he inserted first one then two fingers into my guts, pain giving way to pleasure as his fingers rubbed and caressed my inner ass muscles. For a second the pain eased as he withdrew his hand, bracing myself for what was to come, I saw the cooking oil bottle from the kitchen fly into the corner. Then in one swift, nerve splitting rush the thick steel hard shaft of Greek cock shot into my ass, gasping and sighing in equal part shock and ecstasy the Tonys humping hip pushed my cock deeper Keith which sent his shaft right up Art.
Soon we got into a clumsy hot movement, my body felt impaled on hard flesh as my own rock shaft pushed into the soft ass muscles of Keith, clenching wildly against my shaft I knew I'd blow soon.
"Uh...uh...uh'm gonna blow...I'm gonna..."
The jolt of Art's body as he blew his load splattering onto the wall sent Keiths hips griding into mine. Sweat poured from Keiths face as he let out a groan of total release, Art pulled his ass off the spweing cock and in a movement born of sheer lust threw his body around before diving onto Keiths still coming cock, coughing and spluttering he sent cum shooting out his own nostrils but those wet lips didn't let go of the shaft, streaked with own ass juice he suckled like a dog.
Suddenly I blew deep into Keiths bowels, one shot slathered his guts but before I knew what was happening my spewing cock was wrenched from red raw hole as Tony pulled himself out of my bowel in one quick movement. My greasy cock was shooting onto Keiths side but before I had time to think Tonys hands gripped either side of my head and forced it down onto his cock. Opening my mouth, my senses noticed the smell of my own ass before being overcome by the pungent aroma of crotch sweat and the smooth creamy saltiness of jizz. Tony pumped his load onto my tongue, gulping wildly the thickness juice drooled down my throat before finally with sum covered lips I let his uncut cock begin to fall from my mouth. Taking one last scoop of my tongue deep under his foreskin I then slowly released it plopping softly between his legs.
------------------------------------------------ I make up these stories after finding good pics on the net. If you wanna see the picture / action pics that inspired this work of genius please write to me at: jhimus@yahoo.com.au It 100% free. All I ask is that you refer to the 'wet workout' story. Cheers. Thanks. JonH