These are some stories or the cartoon hunk Bluto. I don't know about you, but as a kid he was one if my first male crushes. Fuck Popeye as he was always weird looking to me. Bluto was a mans man. Big beefy and muscular in later cartoons.
These are tales of many of the Bluto characters he has done. And Popeyes longed desire to have the big hunky man. I know if I were him I would be all over Bluto.
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Bluto Tales (In the Navy (2)
... Popeye was able to contain his lust for his friend. At least until they shoved off'. Heading out to sea. Where there was not escape and they were in the tight confines of the ship they were stationed to. Out to sea for months at a time. So of course as days and weeks and months passed on, there was hunger on that ship and lust filled hunger without women. Especially for Popeye and Bluto. Popeye would hear Bluto in the latrine many times, just whacking away at himself. Just jerking off in the bathroom when he thought no one was around. Well Popeye always seemed to be around. Or maybe he was just stalking the hit hunk when he could. See if he could get more than just glances at the man's junk. More than just the quick (super fast) shots in the showers as Bluto came out of a shower. A tiny glimpse at crotch bush and the base of a meaty dick. It was the most he would ever seem to get. Always just missing the chance at more. But he certainly got plenty of crotch shots of Bluto in underwear. Or just after he busted a nut in to toilet. After the man stuffed his big dick into his trousers and walked out of the bathroom. A most size me bulge in his pants.
"Damn" Popeye would say as he saw it "Had to be big"
And Popeye would find himself in the bathroom many a time. Stroking himself out as he pulled up images from his memory. Images of Bluto in briefs and such. Big hard on stuffed painfully into his pants.
"Fucking big ass dick." He said to himself as he pulled at his own raging dick "That bulge looks so fucking fantastic"
He wanted so much to be face to crotch with Bluto. shoving his face into that bulge, that hard on tenting those pants. Or even the dark crotch bush just above the thick cock stem base. Wanting to just inhale Blutos stink. Sweat and cock and all forms of smell after the man jerked off. Only surmising how wonderful it would be.
"I would love to.." he would say alone
Not finishing his sentence, but his head telling the full story as it bounced about up there. His mind lingering on the possibilities. The lust filled fantasies that floated around. But as for now. All he had was the photographed images in his head, and the fresh live sightings of the man's awesome bulges. The bulge of his wettest dreams. He would stay up at night, looking over at Bluto in his bed. Everyone asleep but himself. Unable to as he was horny from watching Bluto just laying there in his bunk. Sleeping soundly. Watching his huge chest rise and fall as the man slept. Looking at the man's body from a distance. Just enjoying the site of it.
"So freaking hot" he told himself as he looked over at Bluto
Then some time later was probably one of the best nights he had had in ages. The crew was in port for some R and R after months in the ocean. Nothing was going on so they were let loose on the port of call they were stopped at. Popeye Bluto and the crew in his room all went out together to get drinks and livelihood. Going to some dive bar not too far from the port where the shop was docked. Popeye wasn't much of a drinker so he just went along because Bluto was going to. Just any thing to have time next to the man. The night went by and the drinks glowed out. Many many drinks. Popeye and crew found themselves almost stumbling back to the ship. And then they all crashed in their bunks. Many quickly snoring after falling into bed. Popeye looked at the sight of all the guys. Some unable to get their clothes off completely. Just gotta ng the mattress and they were out like a light. He found himself helping one or two that had been unable to get their pants off.
"You are such a wienie" one had said "Hardly drinkin' and just being a wuss"
Bluto chimed in as he sat on his bunk. His eyes looked glassy as he swayed back and forth on his bed. He had pulled off his short and then started on his pants. Getting up and also having issues as he fell back down with them down below his knees.
"A little help here Popeye" he shouted "Help, help, help!" "I am coming?" Popeye shouted back.
He went over and helped Bluto. Pulling the guys pants off his feet. Then Bluto said thanks. It was a very incoherent thank you, sounding more like a garble of words. But Popeye got it. Then he pushed Bluto back. Pushing at the man's broad chest to get him to lie down. He liked that he was able to touch the awesome body. Feeling all that beefy muscle under his fingertips.
"Just go to sleep buddy" he said to Bluto
Bluto again mumbled something to him and then closed his eyes. Popeye sat back in his bunk after covering Bluto with the sheets. The he just looked at the man laying there. Looked at his huge chest under the sheets as he breathed in and out. The massive chest rising and falling. He looked at the broad manly face. The beard in him bushy yet sexy. It was a delicious sight to behold. And Popeye just sighed as he sat there Then his eyes moved back along the man's body. Leaving the face and the delicious mouth. His eyes moved down back along the hillside that was the guys chest. Then further down Blutos body. His eyes then stopping at a smaller lump lowered on the huge man's midsection. Popeye stared at that lump, knowing exactly what it was. It was where Blutos dick lay. There trapped in his underwear and under the sheets. And his eyes stayed on the lovely bulge there. Just looking at something he wanted to get a better look at.
"Damn" he said softly "Such a hot guy" "And that freaking body. Fuckk"
Popeye lick at his lips as he stared at Bluto laying there. Then he heard the man's deeper sleep kick in as he began to snore. His big chest still rising and falling in breath. But it was a more steady deeper breath, the breath of sleep. How deep a sleep, Popeye would soon find out. For he was curious about Blutos sleep as the snore seemed like he was heavy into the abyss of slumber. He already knew the guy was a deep sleeper form the time at sea. Him trying to wake a deep snoring Bluto for morning roll call. How he had to literally shake the man almost violently to get him up.
"I wonder" he then said "Drinking doubles up the intensity of many things" "I wonder if sleep is one of them"
He then moved off his bunk and then slipped over to Blutos. Getting on the floor next to him as he slept there. And sitting there in the floor and looking over at Bluto made the man seem bigger somehow. That and his crotch bulge looked more prominent. Like a small foothill leafing up to great mountains. And those mountains where the man's pecs.
"Wow. Look at that" he said to himself "Looks bigger somehow"
He licked at his lips as they seemed to be getting dry now. Moistening them in some oft desired hope for something's ng greater to happen in what he was experimenting with at that moment. So he inches in closer to Blutos bunk. Then he moved up to be more on his knees. He then moved his hand up from his side. Lifting it up to the bedside. Then moving up and over the bulge before him. Seeing how close he could get to it.
He felt his heart start to race... +++++++++×+++++++++×+++++++++×+++
To be continued