Blossoming Bud Part 12 - Muscle Memory Monkey
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This is a coming of age story about an upcoming 17 year old guy, Bud, who leaves his old life in the east and the spectre of his mothers death and grief striken father to start college in California under the protection of Ricky, his fathers bohemian architect brother.
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Part 12 - Muscle Memory Monkey
Boss has put me forward for a certificate in muscle manipulation. It's an open course, Boss has wangled me a place. I see Sally who runs it around, I think she's a physio. Boss's even paying me instead of working. Boss says, If I pass I can start doing sports therapy massages in the steam room, take bookings and all. I already do a few guys off the swim team so it's not much different and Boss says the tips are generous.
I get to the first session and we learn about the body and muscle groups. The 4 trainees pair up and I'm first outta the blocks, stood in my swim suit. The other guys are shy, Sally gets us to say a bit about ourselves, they're all gym bunnies and want to work in a gym except Mitch who looks about 24, he's as fit as fuck, pale almost translucent skin, a few cheap tattoos. I grin over and he sorta grins back and locks his eyes then puts his hand behind his back and pulls off his Tire Bay polo shirt in one movement, he doesn't break eye contact as he flexes a little and then bends and pulls down his trackies and straitens up. Fuck he's built, his bushy pits matted with sweat. He locks eyes again and steps out of his trackpants kicking his shoes off. His yellowing worn y fronts snuggling his package. The tutor, most guys would say she was `hot', one of those ponytailed neat girls, all sports bra and compression shorts. The other two guys are starting to hit on her, asking Sally if she'll massage them.
Anyways, we pair up and Mitch and I shake as way of introducing and he pulls me close to him as he shakes then releases. Sally says to decide between you who goes first and lay down on the table. She says to strip and use the towel to cover up for modesty and start to identify each of the muscle group from the chart on your partner then swap. Sally leaves the chart projected and says that she's off to do some grading and we can stay till 9:00 pm. She leaves the room and we each pick up the small white towel and I'm stepping outta my swim suit staring at Mitch who's looking at my package as I wrap the towel around my middle. He does the same, I get an eyeful, nice meat, an explosion of bushy black pubes, never been trimmed. He climbs up on the table lying on his front.
I start on Mitch, `you're pretty easy to see the muscle groups on',
`yeah, I guess so' he drawls.
I start to massage his back, he lifts up his ass and whips the towel away
`fucking things itching at me, and we're all boys' he says.
His ass is pale and his back broad and bronzed with a farmers tan of a wife beater vest. He twists his ass settling his junk into the table and clenches his butt cheeks. I pour some oil and start massaging and calling out the muscle groups.
He's almost snoring and as I pause for more oil
`Ya missed the biggest' he drawls and slaps his ass cheeks.
`Ok' I says and start to rub his ass cheeks, separating them quickly to pour oils in his crack I see his pucker through the dark hairs. I'm getting chubby here under my towel. I do his thighs slowly, staring at his beautiful ass. I tap his back and he rolls over, his junk protruding from the forest, laid to one side, he must be a grower, I think.
I drape his towel over his package and he raises his head and squints at me
thanks' he drawls case Sally visits' and winks.
I massage his pecs and abs, lowering the towel to his pube line and then we swap. He ties the towel around himself and I whip mine off and clamber up onto the table laying on my back, he starts his massage, calling out the muscle groups, fuck he's heavy handed, tearing me like a paper sheet, he gets to my abs and stares at my cock
uncut' he says, don't see too many of these in my gym',
and he massages my groin and then my thighs and legs.
I turn to my front so he can do my back.
`How old are you kid',
`jus coming up 18' I say
`and you',
`oh I'm 24, an old timer, I work at Tire Bay'
(like I didn't know) and he flexes his huge arms,
`keeps me fit and is extra to my working out',
I nod in agreement as he's pushing my shoulders into the massage bench.
`You're pretty built yourself in a lean sorta way',
`I swim',
oh yeah' he says I'm getting a faint whiff of bleach'
and he's straight to my glutes,
`strong glutes' he says
and I clench as his palm is tracing down my crack
`heck you could crush walnuts in there',
he opens my crack wide, his rough hands clutching my globes and he pours oil down and I feel it pass over my pucker, he rubs the oil in with side of his calloused hand and I see his towel tenting,
`all done' he says,
`8:30 now so no point hanging for Sally' he says as we quickly dressed.
`Come on, I know a place we can both get served, they know me and they ain't too picky'
he grins at his joke and tweaks my nip hard.
We walk and chat shit, getting to know a little about him. He rents a room, works at Tire bay and goes to a boxing gym up the road.
He opens the door to `The Bar'.
A blast of warm air and an oily `engineer' smell hangs in the air.
`Hey Mitch, who's your pal'
says this bear of a man
`he's all mine, git your paws offa him', drawls Mitch grinning,
`two buds when you can'
Mitch shouts and they're on the bar top and the barman grins at me knowingly, says nothin' and chalks two against Mitches name on a board. Bear man says
`any pal o Mitches is a pal o mine'
and he holds his hand for a shake, now I know about guys like him, he could be Wayne or Ray or any farm hoodlum. I saw his eye twinkle as I held out to shake but instead I grabbed his arm at the elbow and put my legs behind his and threw him onto the bar floor. The guys roared with laughter at the guy who i found out is called Terry. I was in with these guys now, bathing in their masculinity as they teased each other and me.
They've all got tattoos and they took delight in stripping off tops to flex and show. I tried to buy my turn, but they wouldn't hear of it.
I went for a piss in the metal trough around the back and Mitch swings in drops his pants along side me and with his arm across my shoulder we relax and piss, we're drilling into the metal trough, it sounds like rain on a tin roof, our heads lolled back, sighing as we drain our bladders dry. I've got a good thick stream if I say so myself. I finish first and squeeze out the last drop pulling the skin over the domed head, I'm chubbing up and see Mitch watching as I repeat the move
`fine looking meat you got!',
`yeah, I heard that before someplace'
and I pulled up and he did the same as me, squeezing out a few times and starting to chub up, `
'ain't too tardy yourself, Mitch'
I say and he slaps it in palm of his hand
`ain't ever been called tardy before, young punk'
and we leave arm in arm staggering up the road to his place. We gets to his room, we look at each other and grin as he drops the catch on the door, turns off the light and we strip hurriedly and standing in the city lights through his window, both erect we do some cock sword fighting as we kiss and grope and feel around. He kissed me roughly, his tongue down my throat, his big calloused hands on my ass cheeks as I clenched my cheeks.
`Fuck you're gorgeous'
he says and he turns and picks me up, his cock standing proud and erect as he lifts me effortlessly and carries me in his arms to bed. Laying me down he says
`let's get to know each other'
and snuggling at the side of me we turn and kiss, tongues fighting as we battle it out. I grab his dick as we kiss, and I feel the weight of his big balls in my hand, he's got his palm up my crack feeling at my pucker, he slips in his finger and whispers
`I'm gonna enjoy taking you to heaven and back down',
I leak at the thought as he opens me up, getting me hotter, I'm moaning for him,
`yeah moan on li'l puppy, your gonna feel my fat cock pretty soon',
I turn and we 69, me getting his thick cock wet, I'm gagging at the girth, my saliva running down his shaft and glistening on his thick bushy pubes. I try again and stop myself gagging, sucking his cockhead and tickling under his rim, his pubes tickling my nose as I sink lower. I feel his nuts rise and him groan. His oily workshop smell is intoxicating, his fingernails dirty, his skin greasy.
He spits me out. It's time. I lay back and lift my legs, he shuffles up to me on his knees, his cock pointing in front oozing my spit and his precum. He spits `bullseye' on my pucker and lining up he leans forward as I bear down hard to let him enter.
He's in,
`fuck that's tight'
he says as he slowly sinks deeper.
I feel his pubes tickle then squash against my butt.
`That's beautiful'
he says, his cock throbbing up me,
`I need to slow it down or I'll shoot'.
He rises up still connected in me and as he does he lifts me with his arms, I wrap my arms around his bull neck as he slowly and gently lifts my body up and down on the thick rod I'm impaled on. I'm kissing him deep, my tongue pushing down his throat as he pushes inside me, then retracting as he lifts me off and hovers me over his cockrim, my pucker twitching and exciting him further. He's close, growling deeply from his chest as I rub my hands through his hair and to his nape.
He lifts me off and his cock is almost beetroot red in the half lit room, it slaps against his belly. Our legs entwined and our cocks close, shafts touching. Now I've always been proud of my cock, but Mitch's is something else, dwarfing mine and his girth making mine look puny. He sure is a grower. He plays with my foreskin grinning at me as the skin peels back and up over the rim. I spit on my finger and rub his cockrim lightly, he copies and we edge each other taking it in turns to cool and heat each other up. I can smell my ass musk on his shaft, filling the room, I tease him to climax and watch him spurt high into the air landing over my chest. This triggers me and I pump my load over his chest, 12 thick plumes and then I'm pumping dust.
We laugh and I lean and lick my cum off his shoulder and cum kiss him. He pushes me back on the bed and he licks up his cum and feeds me, we swap and I clean him up. Dozing lightly he's playing with my foreskin and soon I'm through the pain and hard as iron. He's on me, sucking me off, I pull away, my nuts have risen and Mitch lies back, lifts his legs high and I slide into his wet pucker, up to the hilt, him gasping. I buck him like a rabbit, his pussy ass making it easy. My legs judder as I shoot my load, my face hot breathing against his thick veined neck as I cum and cum.
We need a piss and share the pan in his shower room off, my softening cock able to piss finally as I watch Mitch drill his stream into the water. He holds my dick in his palm and directs my piss around the pan.
`Time you were going, shrimp'
he says to me. I dress and as I'm going he's stood naked, getting hard for more and beating his cock in his huge paw. He pulls down his cock and I watch as it slaps up and hits his abs.
`Call by the Bay tomorrow'.
I nod and leave. My cock hard at the thought. Running back to the hutch I strip off, Toms asleep, and I'm straight to the comms to shower away the smell of man. I climb in beside Tom, a pang of guilt hit me. What am I doing?
Tom had his protein shake 'you smell different' he says, 'you been eating crap again?', I blush 'what goes in comes out' he says. I nod,
I do my early shift at the pool, Biomech, lab and then it's lunch and library until Y. I need a break from books and math and walk down by Tire Bay.
The shutter doors wide open in the sun and see the guys sweating in their overalls unzippered to their pubes, hauling tires, singing along to the radio. Terry walks by and smiles,
`he's around the back' then shouts
`Monkey, take your break and show Bud the back'.
A rangy scruffy blond kid with dirty hair, and smudged face comes out of the shadows, his loose overalls zippered down and his surfer tanned, dirt smeared chest showing a nip at one side. He breaks into a broad grin and he sets off running down the side road, as he runs he pulls his arms out of the overalls and lets them fall revealing his scrawny tanned body, he's muscular, but slight, I recognise this as through years of being underfed, from the pickers on Wayne's farm.
I run to catch up and I get to the back and see Mitch, lying on his back, legs over the parapet into the loading bay sunning himself in the winter sun his overalls down to his pubes, he's dozing. Monkey puts his finger to his mouth to signal keep quiet and takes hold of Mitch's zipper and lowers it further passed his pubes and fully down, showing Mitch's soft dick and big balls hanging inside his overalls. Monkey picks a grass stalk and tickles his balls and Mitch's hand falls to adjust his nuts.
Rising up he sees me, his cock falls out and he quickly zippers up and chases after Monkey, grabbing him and with monkeys loose overalls dropping below his ass, I gets an eye full of monkeys cute butt. Mitch is pushing his hand down his ass and lifts him over his head and lowers him, his overalls now around his ankles as he hits the ground, I see monkey naked for a split second as he pulls up and flips his cock inside and zippers up higher.
Time stands still, like a camera shutter falling and I recall his lean, rangy body, his farmers tan fading up to white around his ass and his blond bushy pubes setting off a long uncut dick. He had a purple bruise on his wiry abs and as he turned away to pull up, I noticed another shiner on his lower back.
`Monkey, this is Bud',
The boy grins `n says
`I'm Ronnie or Ron but I guess I'm Monkey around here, I'm going for the lunch order, wanna come?'
I look at Mitch and he nods approval and he lies back in the sun, his broad chest and arms sprawled out, shadows where his huge pecs create shade and his nip ends highlighted by the sun.
We get to the cafe on the corner and the girls joke with Ronnie and he picks up the box of sandwiches and then uses the box to catch a pastry tossed over by one of the girls who looks at him coquettishly and turns away. We get outside,
`ain't she a doll'.
I look down, his zipper fallen midway down his chest and his cock tenting
`I guess you think so'
looking down at his dick tent,
`oh yeah, I seem to get a lot of boners at the mo'.
He breaks into a slow jog and puts his arm around my shoulder, looks at me and smiles, I melt inside and we mosey around the back like old pals.
The guys grab the bag with their name on leaving two bags, one with a heart on and one with a heart and a plus sign. The boys jeer and push Monkey, rub his blonde hair and tweak at his dick.
`He's hard again'
says one of them and another guys says
`she'll be pregnant in a year and you'll be married off boy, keep it zippered away'.
Ron blushes and we eat up then sprawl in the sun, I whip off my top and join in, folding my waistband down to my pubes. Terry opens the shutters signalling back to work and Mitch says
`you gonna call back later?',
`sorry can't tonight, it's Y practice'.
Mitch doesn't say anything but looks disappointed, then brightens and high fives me and pulls me into a quick manly embrace, I smell his musk, man, rubber and oil and feel his shaft prodding my thigh.
`Till Tomorrow then'
Mitch commands, half request, half order.
Y practice was great, we had team races then the winning team had a knockout to get an overall winner. Of course the 50m guys won from our team, Ed's a fucking beast.
Showers were chaos, we had a big celebration lifting Ed up high on our shoulders his dick pressing into my neck, his balls squashed warm against my skin. We both got a semi and this started other guys off till we all had stiffies as we danced in circles arms over shoulders singing the swim team song. Coach came in and joined in the fun, he looks even better with a hard on. He grabbed the hose reel and sluiced us down with cold water. We all dressed quickly at Coaches ministrations to `fuck off home' and left. Tom walked back with Ed and Aiden, arms over shoulders, they're working on a project together.
I walked the back street by Tire Bay and thought about Ronnie, my cock leapt to a full hardon at the image of his naked body earlier. I was busting for a piss and walked around the back and I'm slashing through my hard on against the wall in the moonlight. I can hear laughing and noise from `The Bar' and I notice a blue flickering light from the Tire Bay office window. I shake and flip my dick away and walk up to the window and look in. There's Ronnie with a blanket over him watching the crummy TV. I tap on the pane and he jumps then sees me and grins. He motions to the fire door and I sneak in.
`What you doing here?'
I ask and he starts blubbering and he tells me that his Pa is drinking again and beating him up and Terry lets me sleep here until Pa gets over it. We hug, my shoulder damp with his tears and snot, his smell, unique to this beautiful creature.
`come on'
I say and I take him back to my halls.
Toms back in his own room now, has been for a week, so's we can concentrate on course work. Tom had bonded close, real close, with Ed and Aidy, the three musketeers Coach calls em. I guess we'll get together after their project is due in, a month or so before the finals.
I get Ronnie in my room and sort him out some pants and clothes as he's going commando in just his overalls. He drops out of his overalls. His tanned upper body dirty with dust, sweat and grime from working and his lower half pale white with a nasty bruise on his lower back and two on his abs. His uncut cock like a long milk bottle hanging curved over his nuts, set off by his blond pubes, his feet ankles and dirty. What an urchin he looks.
I strip too and grab a towel and my get gel and say come on, let's shower. We run to comm's, it's past 10pm so it's quiet, just a couple of stalls occupied and the echoey sounds of logs splashing and clarion calls, a guy drilling into the pan noisily and a guy toothbrush in mouth squeezing his zits. We stand hands over junk half bent waiting for the water to get hot then feel the luxurious heat.
Ronnie's eyes close at the warmth and he rubs his hands over his body. I take some gel and gently rub his shoulders and wash his back, he leans into me and turns around, I take another palm of gel and wash his chest, the dirt rinsing away leaving clean shiny wet streaks. I kiss his shoulder and see his dick swell. I wash his body and his abs then going lower to his cock, I gently peel back his hood, as Monkey moves his abs back, he takes over and pulling the skin back washes over the tulip head, the hood forms a cup and fills with water. He lets me wash his balls and perineum and with my other hand I wash his ass crack, he squats a little and opens his legs wide. His cock is pressing against his abs now, his ant eater snout thick with his bell end underneath pushing out. His nuts risen like grapes.
His underfed body is in 2 halves, his pale white cock contrasting with the summer tan to his blond shock of pubes. His bronzed upper body, pale ass and half tanned legs. I wash his hair, matted and probably not washed for a while. I wash his ears, noticing dirt ingrained inside and wash his hair again with shampoo and conditioner someone has left. The suds trace streams down his glistening body. He bends and picks up the gel and washes me. Taking care of my dick, peeling the skin back and gently cleaning my rim, washing my back massaging my shoulders. Two naked bodies, proud and erect in the shower.
We share my towel to dry and with softening cocks we run back, him with the towel around his waist and me not bothered, everyone's seen my junk already. We jump into bed and cuddle, within a minute Ronnie is fast asleep. I cuddle up to him and drift off listening to his breathing, my cock begging for attention, so warm and so close to his ass crack.
I wake up and Ronnie looks over. His dirty overalls on the floor.
`Come on, get dressed' and he puts on a pair of my shorts and a spare tee. I pick up my wash basket and his overalls and we head down to the basement laundry and fill a machine, set a 1 hour wash and head off for breakfast in refec.
We fill plates with eggs and bacon, toast and coffee and get to the checkout. The women knows me and never check my refec meal card. I pass my card to Ronnie who puts his thumb over the photo and we are motioned through.
We finish up and take our coffee to go and sit whilst the laundry finishes then dump the clothes in the dryer.
`Time for a run',
I say and we both jog up the hill on my campus circuit.
`You're a runner ain't ya?', I say
`yeah' Ron replies,
he says `at Claremont academy',
what!' I say Claremont!'
he nods and tells me about where he lives in Claremont Heights, I know it, it's a trailer park just off the main highway. He tells me how he delivered newspapers as a boy up Ricks street and he even knows not to go around the back at Ricks place!
We get the dry laundry and Ronnie is back in my room, he takes off the shorts and vest and slips into the clean overalls,
`you sure I can keep the pants?',
`Dead sure, I get loads from lost property at the gym' I say
and he's looking at the time, `gotta be off now, I start at eight, thanks for the stay an everything',
he hugs me and I say `I'll call for ya tonight',
`you sure?',
`yeah it's gonna be fun',
I say. He beams at me, that smile, dancing blue eyes, my legs go a little weak, my cock twitches and he's running down the hall.
I do my mile, slower today, I'm too full of eggs and bacon!, I shower and get hard just thinking of Ron.
It's Library work until 1:00 then I walk to the deli and get a sandwich,
`has Ronnie been in today?' I enquire. One of the girls says
`so the cute ones called Ronnie, thanks',
I get a salt beef on rye and poppyseed bagel and just as I'm leaving in walks Ronnie,
`order please ladies',
`ok Ronnie'
shouts the little one and they all giggle,
`sorry'
I mouth to Ronnie. We get to Tire Bay
`don't say a word about last night, it's mine and Terry's secret, ok',
`yeah ok'
I say.
Terry dropped the shutters for lunch and the boys came to get their sandwiches. I see Ronnies name and a heart on the bag and a cell number. `Hey Ronnie, did your Pa finally pay the utility bill and you took a wash!'
The guys laugh and Ronnie says
`but it's just wasting water on you ya big mutton head, with me it's an investment'.
The guys unzip to pubes and lay in the sun, dozing and tugging at cocks as they drift in and out of sleep. I join in again and fold my waistband down and sunbathe, Terry walks into my sun and he says quietly
`thanks Bud'
and looks over at Ronnie, in his clean overalls sunning himself. Terry rolls up the shutter, guys stretch and yawn and it's back to it. Mitch says
`you'll take a beer later won't you?'
I cook up some excuse of an assignment deadline and shake no.
I text Ronnie,
`walk to the gym, I'll meet you there after work'.
I get to gym and Boss is talking to Ronnie gesticulating with his arms,
`Hi Boss, Hi Ronnie, everthin' ok?,
`oh so you know this punk do ya', I nod,
`well tell him not to raid my bins again',
Ronnie protested,
`I was looking for any clothes you might have disposed of',
I says `Boss, go get the lost property box will ya',
Boss brings out the box, Boss has understood,
`there you go son, take whatever you need. I got a zip up hoodie somewhere',
Boss goes inside and I do a heart symbol with my hands through the window and boss bats it away.
`Take 3 pairs'
I say and Boss comes out with the (new) hoodie,
`here ya go son, old stock, say I've gotta few evening shifts going if you need some dough, Bud here does them, I could pair you up'.
Ronnie jumps at the chance. I give another heart symbol to Boss, he grins and says
`you a runner son?',
`used to be'
says Ronnie,
`yeah thought so, you need building up kid, make sure he's getting enough protein Bud'
and he winks at me,
`I'm working on it Boss' I say.
Ronnie works the shift with me and he's beat after a day hauling tires. We call off at refectory and load up on chicken strips and pasta. The girls know hes with me and just waves him through.
We get our fill and Ronnie clears his plate. We go back to the hutch and strip, Ronnie lays out on the bed and says
`flex for me Bud',
I oblige and as I do my flex routine he hardens and tries to cover up,
`that's a beautiful sight' I say,
`so are you'
says Ronnie and we swap, he flexes for me, his tight body and wiry strong arms send me, his hard cock slapping about as he bends and parts his bony ass for a finale, I'm layed on the bed and my cock rises.
Ronnie takes my shaft in his hand and kisses the tip, looking up he says
`can I?'
I nod. He takes my dick and opens the foreskin with his tongue and burrows in then envelopes my cock deep in his mouth. I cum whilst caressing his unruly blonde hair. He swallows, grinning up at me. He lays down and I repeat the favour. We fall asleep chatting shit and I drift off listening to him breathing.
After a week or so I've got him running and swimming with me before breakfast, building him up, his bruises have faded and with that he's got an air of confidence. He don't take shit at Tire Bay anymore and is always in clean overalls.
Terry promotes him and he's now serving customers, taking car keys and doing real good at up selling accessories and add-ons. Terry likes that, the guys like that as they get bigger bonuses, Ronnie likes that.
I finish the massage course with Mitch. Mitch and me have a couple more shag sessions after getting horny at class but he knows I'm into Ronnie and is genuinely pleased I'm looking out for him.
I'm getting asked for steam and massage sessions at the gym, already my phone has six or seven guys who are booking slots. Boss bought new softer towels and a box tray with slots for oils and stuff for me and he filled the dispensers with better quality gels.
I was a bit nervous on my first booking. I sluiced the steam room down and gave the changing room a tidy up. The door opened and in walks Mr. Rushton, about 35 I guess. I was in my gym shorts and polo and on the bench was a large towel, I says
`you can steam off first and then I'll massage you'.
`Ok' he says and he strips off showers and swings into the steam room as I hold the door open for him, and he sits and pulls the rope
you look overdressed' he says, come and join me',
`er OK' I say and I strip off and we sit together on the slab,
`you got any injuries I need to know of Mr Rushton?',
`oh call me Mike please, no none, yet'
he laughs. He pulls the rope and we chat as the hot steam envelopes us, it turns out he used to play basketball, that figures I think, he's all round fit but carries a bit too much weight. I point to the table and he gets up, I start the massage, his shoulders are knotted, I work my magic and start on his back, I clamber up and straddle his legs,
`oh that's nice'
he says and I pour oil on his back and start pummelling and getting my palms into those discs, opening them up, I tap him and he spins over, `sorry' he says, embarrassed by his erection, I just smile and carry on, leaning over to get to his shoulders and his pecs,
`you're in pretty good shape'
I say and he smiles,
`er so are you, you're like David' he says,
`no I'm Bud' I say
`we don't have a David working here'.
I jump off and do his thighs and his dick has deflated a little,
`can you do my lower back again please?
He rolls over and I clamber up and straddle him. I start to pummel his spine,
`lower please'
he says and I'm on his glutes like bread dough then feeling his spine down the crack of his ass, I pour some oil down the crack and wipe it up from his balls to the top of his crack with my finger, he shudders as my finger rubs oil over his pucker, I do it again and push hard with my palms into his upper crack,
`oh yeah' he moans,
`just there'.
I slap his cheeks and say
`times up Mike',
he rises and we shower together, I wash the oil off his back and his ass crack for him and he dries, I dress quickly and sluice down the steam room. I put my head around the door and say goodbye. On the bench is a $20 bill and his card. I pocket those and carry my oils and the wet towels back to the donut,
`someone made an impression, his Secretary just called and booked weekly, until May'.
Ronnie is cleaning the lockers and finds a lost jock strap, he's sniffing it as I walk in to the empty room
`good find' I say and we sniff it together then the door creaks and Ronnie pockets it
`for later'
he says to me. I go poolside for the last hour.
Walking back we get to the hutch and Ronnies stripped off and in the jock when I return from the pisser.
`Present for you'
he says as he flexes a raunchy routine for me.
`Fuck you're filling out Ron' I say,
`you must've put on pounds'.
He kneels on the bed and wags his ass at me panting like a puppy. I nuzzle into his clean showered pucker and snap the jock straps tight and lube up and line up. Ron's looking at me as I push on in,
`oh yeah, you big fucker, I been dreaming of this'
he says as I slide in to the hilt, his blonde ass hairs darker, catching the lube, matted as I plough away, feeling at his lats now amply covering his old piano ribs. His glutes are bigger, more rounded and his back has a rippling of muscle making shapes as he curls his back as I pound his ass. I pull out and tap him and he lies on his back, swinging his legs high, I slide in and watch him grimace then smile,
`oh yeah, fuck me with your fat dick'
I oblige as he lays flat, I spread him wider and lay on him, kissing him deeply as I buck my cum into him, melting as I finish, he's rubbing the hairs on my nape against the grain and soothing me as I start to soften through the sensitive pain. We chatted about Rick and how I got my perfect tan, being nekkid all day,
`yeah' said Ron,
`the guy at Pizza Pieces told me once he'd delivered to Ricks address and a guy jus opened the door naked and paid him, as if nothing was the matter.'
We are laud in bed, close and warm, wrapped together in a blanket. Ron carried on reminiscing, about how Ahmed at the 7:11 was a lifesaver, getting him small jobs and errands to by outtingva card in his shop window, about how he'd do pool service, grass cutting and gardening for guys in the street, but best was that Ahmed never mentioned the bruises, only asking if I was OK.
I said to him that was gonna get away one day soon. Next day he gives me a birthday card and inside was $50 and a number for Terry at Tire Bay. I called and had an interview with Terry and got the job, it's a transit ride in but you know that, and I was earning money straight from school and saving. Pa made me pay board and I was happy to at first, but it all went on drink. Then you came along dreamboat.
I grabbed his dick and as we lay and I beat him off, his warm spunk running over our bodies as we drifted off to sleep.
I get better at the massages, about the `reveal', when guys want to see me nekkid and how I can leave that till last and still let it be an accidental encounter, how to bat away an erection if they get too forceful. I ain't seen anyone I'd like to fuck yet, a couple of guys wanted me to beat them off, I batted them away, one guy shot his load into the massage table, his towel mopped it up. The tips are great though and Boss is happy. He calls it 'The Spa'.
It's exam time, I got a lot of practicals on the go. Toms still one of the three musketeers. Ronnie's doing well, the hutch is too small for us long term, anyways with Ronnies better pay and his three evenings at the gym he's found a room in town in a shared house. All guys. He's looking forwards and says I can stay over and maybe stay during summer if I want to.
I help him move, he ain't got much, the guys are all pretty much like guys are. I got lots of attention when I dropped off his gear. One lean tall guy he's sharing with was almost drooling as I lifted the boxes up the steps. It's a big room with a corner kitchen and a shower room and toilet off. Ronnie wanted me to stay the night, I did, his bed is massive, like a super king, it hit the wall as i banged his arse, so we pulled it away and put a book behind each leg to stop it moving. Ronnies really smartened himself up, new clothes, a new haircut and he's started to broaden out, his voice has deepened he's on the path to being a real stud now, he does the campus run, swims a mile with me every morning and then does a shift at Tire Bay and gets to work out in the gym three nights a week.
Ronnie gave me a good ol' fuck that night, no finesse, just ramming my ass with all he's got, two sweaty horny bodies taking what we're given and giving all we got. We swapped over and I can tell you I excelled myself, getting so deep into him my balls nearly pushed up his ass as well.
Terry's been really good to Ronnie, to celebrate his getting his own place we go to The Bar on the Friday. The guys are all there, we have a great session with the guys, shooting pool, hanging out, a bit of wrassling and rough housing, all muscles and the acrid stink of ballsacks and sweat.
Terry joins me in the pisser, my shorts are by my ankles as my strong stream hits the metalwork, he unbuckles and drops his pants, he relaxes and starts his stream. He looks at mine and me his. He grins at me that's a mighty fine tool you got their son', I grin and say same to you partner' he grins and pumps his own, I reach for it and we swap, his gristly cock is hardening under my touch and he rocks his head back and shoots his load over the tray
`fuck that was quick' I say and I pull up,
`come on Terry let's go before someone comes in', he grins and buckles up and as we open the door a guys is walking in.
`Phew that was close' says Terry, 'coulda cost me my job'.
We get more beers and guys start to leave. Ronnie comes over
`this place gets worse, some guys shot his load over the pisser',
Terry says that's just awful then says
`come on you two I wanna see Ronnies new place'.
We drink up and as the cooler air hits us I feel a bit smashed, Ronnies giggling and we each wrap an arm over Terry's shoulders and walk merrily to Ronnies new place. We get in and Terry falls back on the bed. I pull off his boots and Ronnie unbuckles his jeans and we've stripped him naked, he says
`come here my boys'
drunkenly and we strip off and jump into bed on either side of him. We're as hard as iron and I'm kissing Ronnie over Terry, Terry grabs a cock in each hand and shuffles down the bed a little to pump and suck us as we kiss, I grab Terry's cock and pump him up, getting him hard.
`F'ck me boys'
says Terry, `I want both of you'.
Ronnie says `One of the guys had a porno once, where two guys fucked a guy together. let's do it'
He directed me to lie down and for Terry to sit on my cock, we lubed up and Terry slid down easily, then Ronnie pushed him forward onto my stomach, I exhaled at the dead weight of him, he got up on his elbows and I could rock fuck him. Ronnie straddled our legs and pushed on in, right along side my dick, Terry groaned as Ronnie opened him up more, I could feel Ronnies cockhead kiss mine inside Terry's ass.
I didn't make much effort but I lay back feeling Ronnie beat me off as his cock pushed over my frenulum in the warm sticky darkness of Terry's hole. I shot and grunted sending Ronnie who came, his cum squirting back at him from Terry's packed two dick ass hole. Terry had shot his load up me, we pulled out and the room filled with our shitty musky odour, what a sticky smelly mess we were in.
Ronnie hobbled still hard and dripping to the bathroom and turned on the shower. We squeezed in and Terry pissed up us and we joined in watching the yellow water drain away. We washed each other, 3 soapy bodies rubbing and lathering together crushed in the tight shower, asses cold on the glass and tiles as the spray washed the suds and shit away. We dried off and climbs back into bed. Terry is about 45 I'd guess, he talked about his marriage, how he's been married 25 years and his daughter is 26, he felt robbed of his younger years. He'd had lots of guys at school, his cousins of course and he says lots of girls fancied him, he was quite sporty and as fit as us he says, of course he was banging his girl Marian every day after school and his live in cousin Joe every night. It was obvious to anyone but the stud that Marian would get pregnant and not his cousin Joe!
He did the honourable thing and settled down, working his balls off and eventually got Tire Bay off the ground and well 15 years later here he is with 2 handsome studs to service his every desire, which at this particular moment in time is to watch Ronnie and I make out.
We obliged, it was weird though with Terry on the bed slowly pumping whilst I rodded Ronnie just a few feet away from him, straddling his legs. I shot up Ronnies ass doggy style, and Terry came in a plume over his own chest. We attacked him crawling up him to lick up his cum. He spanked our butts hard and Ronnie straddled Terry and beat off over Terry's face.
`shit I'd better get going boys'
and he leapt outta bed, wiped his face on a damp towel dressed quickly and sped off. We laughed at how he's under the thumb and we cuddled, took a leak, brushed teeth and slept spooning each other.