To Folsum and Beyond, part 12 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is continuation of characters presented in Feelings of Security.
NOTE: This story includes references and descriptions to gay, male to male sex, if such matters offend you, please exit. Also, actions of a sexual nature occur in this story which are not a statement supporting unsafe sexual practices, this is a work of fiction and fantasy.
Red spent the next day struggling to walk, and this time it wasn't because of the size of his quads. His knees would never touch anyway because of the thickness of the short man's legs. His struggles the next day were from the constant ass fucking that he had gotten from the previous night. He had gotten up in the middle of the night to piss and walked to the bathroom feeling like he had spent 13 days on a pregnant horse. His legs were wobbly and his ass was sore to say the least. He loved it.
The night before in the restaurant, he was so turned on by watching Vic and Joe talk at a table across the restaurant. He felt the sexual tension from the two men across the room as their legs pressed together and occasionally one of them would sneak a squeeze of the other's thigh. It translated to him as a cramped hardon in his snug jeans and his pressing against Tom, who was sitting next to him. He practically pleaded with the guys as they were leaving to go back to Eric and Tom's for a little playroom fun. Darrell and Ron acted as if they wanted none of it and even took the longest way they could back to Eric and Tom's. Red had been sitting between them in the truck and had his two beefy black lovers hot for action by the time he figured they were pulling his chain. As they pulled into the driveway, he all but had Ron's cock out of his pants and was on the floor sucking it. Ron had to pry him off to explain they were at the funhouse.
Eric and Tom had gotten a thumb's up from the two men as they left the restaurant and headed back to their house to crank up the heat a bit in the basement playroom and change into something more fitting. Skin. Tom was completely nude when he opened the door for the three lovers. He stood in the doorway brandishing a throbbing hardon. Red was stripping off his clothes as he headed for the basement.
"Do you think we should tell him we were going to have dessert first?" Tom laughed at Darrell.
"I don't think it matters. But leaving him alone in the basement could be dangerous. Too many things to sit on."
"Well, he's not alone. Eric's down there." The three men stood at the top of the basement steps, looked at each other, then went to the kitchen to get beers. Two minutes later they heard the voice from downstairs.
"A little assistance down here please, he's out of control." Eric pleaded. The other men sauntered to the playroom, stripping as they went, and arrived in the doorway to find Red nested in the sling begging Eric to fuck him harder. The two black men walked over and each took a healthy twist of one of Red's erect nips. The pitbull responded with a loud groan and whimper. He reached for their dicks and began stroking them. Tom nestled against Eric's back and licked the taut muscles as Eric directed the sling action. His hands automatically went to his lover's nips and began pinching and twisting until Eric was covered with a fine sweat. Tom licked at the straight muscular spine and slid to his knees to bury his tongue between Eric's asscheeks. Eric bent slightly forward driving his dick further into Red and giving Tom's tongue access to his hole. Tom was driving him to the brink of cumming when he pulled back and waved Darrell to take over fucking Red.
Eric turned around, pulled his lover to him in a passionate kiss and drove his tongue down Tom's throat. He licked the only slightly smaller man's face and ground his monster dick against Tom's own huge tool. His hands squeezed the muscular, bubble butt he had grown to love and teased the puckered hole with his fingers. He walked Tom over to the head of the sling and directed Tom's cock down Red's throat. He watched as Darrel pounded Red's ass and worked his nips. Ron was on the floor sucking on Darrell's balls, knowing how he loved that when he fucked their boy.
Tom held onto the sling's chains as Red swallowed every inch of the mighty prick. He felt Eric's warm breath against his neck and the tongue begin to work it's magic on his back and shoulders. Eric's callused hands were twisting Tom's nipples and squeezing the melon like pecs. He slowly slipped his dick into Tom's ass and fucked his partner. Tom bent forward slightly to accommodate the big dick splitting his ass and drove his dick deeper into Red's mouth. Red tensed for a moment, took a deep breath and then Tom felt his throat open deeper than he thought possible. Red's hands had replaced Eric's on Tom's nips. Tom closed his eyes and felt the warmth overtaking his body from both ends.
Darrell pulled his long shaft from Red's butt, pulled Ron to his feet and guided Ron's fat, uncut dick into Red's stretched hole. He then assumed the fuck position and drove his dick into Ron's black, beefy ass. Ron bent forward slightly himself and was soon sucking face with Tom. The five men fucked this way for quite awhile until Eric heard Tom growling. He pulled out and heard Tom gasp and mutter no, with Ron's tongue down his throat. Eric watched as Tom's back tensed and his knees buckled. He knew Red was getting a throatful of Tom's sweet cum. Tom sucked even harder on Ron's tongue and drove Ron over the edge as he slipped his dick out of Red and splattered, quarter sized gobs of cum up to Red's neck. Darrell's cock was clenched in Ron's spasms and buried it's own load in Ron's ass. The three men stood there panting as the realization set in that Eric had not cum yet. They stepped back and let Eric resume the space between Red's upright legs. The monster cock slid into the abused hole and Red whimpered as Eric road him to the brink of cumming three times. Red was helpless in the sling, like a rag doll as Eric pulled out and sent ribbons of cum across cut abs.
Red lay there for a second as Eric caught his breath. He made a move to drop his legs but heard Tom's voice saying, no way, buddy boy. Tom brandished his now hard cock in Red's face before sinking it to the balls in the gasping man. Red's eyes rolled back as the fucking began anew. Tom fucked him as Darrell fucked Tom. Ron fucked him as Eric fucked Ron. They kept switching places until 2:00 AM. Red had become somewhat incoherent with the constant ass fucking but had a smile a mile wide. Tom helped him towel off before carrying him over his shoulder to the shower in their bedroom. He lovingly washed the loads of cum from Red's body and slipped his dick up the battered ass one more time. Darrell and Ron had collapsed in one of the guestrooms and Eric joined Tom and Red in the shower. Eric took one more stab at the pitbull's butt before drying him off and sending him to his daddies down the hall with a pat on the sore ass.
Tom and Eric curled up in bed and were soon sound asleep. Red squeezed in between his two beefy lovers and drifted off with his dick rising hard and swollen under the covers. He heard Darrell mutter under his breath about not now. Several hours later when the urge to piss woke Red, he looked in the mirror at his red swollen nipples as he stood at the toilet letting go with a stream of piss. His balls were swollen from the sex the night before and his dick was thick with blood. He glanced at the clock and saw it was 8:00 AM. As he crawled back into bed he fondled his lovers' nuts and soon had the two black cocks up and hard. The noise of a sex three way woke Eric and Tom some time later.
Tom looked at the nigthstand clock and realized it was 9:30. "You want to go join them?"
"No, I need some time alone with you." Eric positioned himself on top of Tom and slowly made love to his partner.
An hour later Tom walked into the kitchen and fumbled with the coffee maker. Red wobbled in shortly thereafter and leaned against the kitchen counter.
Tom giggled and rubbed his butt. "Someone a bit sore?" His finger worked its way into the moist hole and Red moaned. Tom hugged the short redhead and grabbed his butt. Red felt Tom's cock begin to stiffen.
"Keep that thing away from me. I need to let my body reset, so to speak." He snuggled against his buddy and felt the security of the big arms. Eric walked in and kissed them both. He looked through the refrigerator for breakfast items and turned to the humpy men.
"Well, we either go out for breakfast or we do Red again on the kitchen counter. We need to make a grocery store run."
"Oh no, keep those oversized snakes away from me for while, my butt is in need of a little time off. I vote we go out. I'll go get dressed." Red headed back upstairs as Darrell and Ron wandered in to get coffee. Within minutes the five men were back out the door on their way to brunch. They loaded into Eric's Lincoln and headed for their favourite small cafe and a traditional weekend brunch. All five commented on the fact that there was a strange truck parked in Vic's driveway behind his cruiser.
"Wonder if those guys want to join us for breakfast?" Tom mused.
Ron patted him on the back of his freshly cut restored flattop. "So, hot, so many muscles and so naive. I bet it will be Tuesday before we see them again."
The guys discussed everything that still had to be done at the gym to get it ready to open. The carpet was being installed next week and the last of the painting and plumbing completed. Red still had to finalize the equipment move of stuff from the current site and figure out how to leave enough room for all the new equipment scheduled to begin delivery the next week. Tom reminded him he had to find an assistant since the old manager had left months ago and also hire a full staff for the health club cafe. Ads were being run in the newspaper that weekend and Red was looking forward to interviewing new employees.
Darrell dryly commented that they would probably all be big, buff and heavy-duty top men. Red sat there blankly and replied, did they expect otherwise? Tom was splitting his time doing data communications installations for Eric's company in the morning and helping Red get things together at the gym in the afternoon.
So, how do we react to Joe on Monday morning?" Tom looked at Eric, who smiled and cocked his head to one side.
"Well, if he walks in with wobbly knees, then Vic did his share of ass fucking. If he walks in wearing his loosest jeans, his dick is sore and swollen, and if he walks in whistling, then he's in love. Ron snorted coffee through his nose and chuckled.
"And if none of those things happens?"
"Oh, I think Vic would show him a good time no matter what." They left the restaurant and drove home. The truck was still parked in Vic's driveway and the newspaper was still on the front stoop. All five men went "ah" in unison.
Vic and Joe finally rousted themselves from bed by 2:00 Saturday afternoon. Vic stumbled into the bathroom and stood looking at his frazzled face in the mirror. His bushy moustache was a mess and he had a thick covering of stubble on his usually clean-shaven face. His eyes were blood shot from the lack of sleep. But, all in all, he felt great. He sat on the toilet and his sore ass reminded him of the few hours' activities. His dick stirred from the sore reminder. He walked back into the bedroom and found Joe stretching by the side of the bed. The man's broad shoulders and softball shaped biceps looked like he was doing a rear double biceps pose for a contest. The man's tiny waist and muscular bubble butt only made the lat flare seem more exaggerated. Vic liked very much what he was seeing and pulled on his lengthening dick.
Joe turned around and Vic caught sight of his long, fat cock once again in full erection. He turned around and walked to the other side of the room. "I think I need to give my asshole a rest. Aim that at someone else."
Joe laughed and batted his feisty cock. "It likes you." He walked around the room and hugged the beefy cop. "So do I." The two men hugged and kissed. Each one ran their hands over the other's furry, muscular body. Vic moaned with contentment.
"I don't know about you but I am starved. We need to get some food in our stomachs. A good lifter eats well." He looked at Joe's steel blue eyes and felt his insides flutter. He had been so afraid of meeting someone else since Ted's death, but here was a man who gave him everything he had had with Ted and more. "Do you want to shower?" Joe shook his head yes and headed toward the bathroom. Vic handed him a towel and slapped the blond butt.
"You going to join me?"
"No, we'll never get anything to eat if one of us doesn't break the rut. Although, being fucked for about 10 hours straight is not necessarily a rut about which I would complain. Go take a shower while I brush my teeth and shave.
"NO, don't shave, this is a really sexy look for you, let me enjoy it." Joe stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. He heard Vic brushing his teeth through the frosted glass doors. He thought about the evening before and felt his body relax in the heat of the moment and passion for the man he had met only a day before. The door opened shortly after he turned off the spray. Vic stood there with the thick towel and stepped in to dry the man's body. Joe felt his body relax more as Vic massaged him with the towel. He also felt his dick stiffen. He turned around and let it slap against Vic's side.
"Good grief, doesn't that thing ever relax?"
"It knows a good thing when it finds it." Joe stepped from the shower and closed the door behind him to let Vic shower. A few minutes later they were out the door and heading down the road to Vic's favourite restaurant for a late lunch. He thought about the previous evening's occurrences and felt a warm glow fill his body.
After dinner together the previous evening, he had been elated that Joe wanted to go home with him. He had been warned that Joe liked to take things slowly and didn't have much experience, but Vic didn't let that dissuade him. He stopped by Joe's apartment to get his truck and smiled as the new man in his life followed him home. He casually stroked the bulge in his jeans and was adjusting a full-blown hardon when he pulled into his driveway. Joe bopped out of the truck and glanced at the protruding basket. Just inside the door he wrapped his arm around Vic's stocky neck and kissed him deeply. Vic gave him a quick tour of his house and took ever opportunity to touch or fondle any part of Joe. By the time they got to the bedroom, both men were half undressed and panting heavily with lust.
"I know I told you that I move slowly. I didn't only mean in relationship to getting to know someone but also in love making." Vic's eyes got big as Joe slowly finished undressing him, kissing and licking every new part of his body as it was uncovered. Every inch of Vic's skin was tongue bathed, each toe sucked and each nook and cranny of his body explored by Joe's eager tongue. They hadn't even gotten into bed yet.
Vic guided Joe to the bed and felt a sigh of contentment leave his body as the muscular man slid in on top of him. Joe worked the front of Vic's body again once they hit the sheets. He seemed to be especially fond of Vic's big, erect, downward pointing nipples. He squeezed the full pecs and worked on them for easily 30 minutes. Vic was groaning in pleasure by the time Joe began moving down the center of his stocky abs to his navel, then to the top of his bushy pubic hair. Joe only spent a minute playing with the throbbing hard cock and big, fat balls. He let his tongue work it's way back down to Vic's feet and back up to the humping crotch. Vic was almost begging for some head as Joe began working on his balls for what seemed like an eternity. He sucked each one in every conceivable way and finally got both into his mouth at one time. He moaned and the vibration sent Vic into a whimpering moan. Joe let the tip of his tongue touch the precum oozing from Vic's now almost blue cock. Joe made love to that cock as if it was the only time in his life he would suck it. Vic was shaking his head from side to side to keep from cumming, but Joe's sucking and probing tongue was doing him in. He breathlessly whined he was about to cum when Joe pulled back and thick ropes of Vic's cum shot up and over their heads.
Vic lay there panting as cum drooled from his cock. "It's my turn to enjoy your body now."
"No, that was only the front, on your stomach cop." Vic rolled over and felt Joe's weight relax on top of him again. The hot breath on the back of his neck was only the beginning of another hour of probing and licking that then centered on his asshole and Joe eating the object of his desire. Vic clawed at the sheets as the tongue loosened his hole. Joe straddled his beefy, cop pig ass and guided his now lubed cock to the pink puckered hole. He pushed in and slowly crammed the shaft into Vic as the big man, moaned and whined. He sank his cock all the way into the furry butt and then stretched out on top of him again. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, he began fucking Vic's ass. He kept building speed and depth until he was rutting the cop ass like a wild animal. Vic felt his prostate being pounded and fought the need to cum again. Joe kept pummeling the tight butt until Vic felt his cum shooting underneath him. Twenty minutes later Joe let his gallon of cum shoot over the broad back and butt. He lay on the cop and felt their bodies stick together.
"Oh my gawd, that was phenomenal. I thought you said you were inexperienced?'
"I am, you are only maybe the fifth man with whom I have done this, but you gave me inspiration to do all the things I have needed to do all along. Turn over." Vic rolled over onto his back and Joe saw the wet sheets below him. He laughed and nibbled Vic's nips. "Love mean never having to sleep on the wet spot."
He sucked down Vic's still thick cock and soon had it fully erect again. He straddled the big man and placed his hands on he round delts. Then, slowly, he let Vic's cock slide into his ass. "Fuck me buddy, take my cherry ass." Vic humped up against the tight hole watching the facial gestures for too much cock too soon. He finally flipped Joe over and lifted his legs into the air. He let his cock slide back in and pound the virgin hole. All Joe could do was lie there going "oh" and stroke his cock. Vic shot a load across the tight, knobs of abs, then licked it off. He began doing to Joe what Joe had done to him.
By 6:00 AM they were a cum covered mess having fucked each other three times and shot numerous times. Vic offered a cum towel while he changed the sheets. The two men cuddled together, sleeping on and off. They would wake up as one or the other began playing with some body part. They awoke at noon in a deep sweaty all out sex frenzy with Vic's on his back, his big, full legs over his head as Joe held his ankles and fucked his butt for nearly an hour. Joe was about to pull out when Vic begged him not to and let his load fill his ass. He felt the heat from Joe's cum filling him and felt tears run down his cheeks as he remembered his passionate sex with Ted. The two tired men curled up in each other's arms and legs before dragging themselves out of bed and into the middle of the afternoon.
Now, as they sat next to each other in the cozy cafe, Joe thought how much he liked this man. Vic was having similar thoughts as he studied the sharp features on Joe's face. The guy was 100% man. Not someone who would ever be picked out of a crowd as being gay. They chatted and got to know each a bit better over lunch. Joe asked to stop at his apartment and get a few things, hinting for an invitation to spend another night with Vic. Vic just chuckled and told him he assumed he would be there unless there was another man.
They got back to Vic's and sat down to relax. They were just about to get into some serious titplay when the phone rang and Vic got up to go answer it. By the time he got back, Joe was stretched out on the sofa asleep with his shirt open and his pants loosened. Vic stood above him and watched as the man slept. He let his fingers trace a pattern in the blond fur of the chest and then lightly tease the nipples. They reacted by lengthening. He got down on his knees next to the sofa and slowly, carefully licked the fleshy points. He worked his way down to the waistband of the jeans and the red dick head sticking out of the material. He swallowed the hard cock and pushed the jeans back to get to the big balls. Joe woke and placed his hand on the back of Vic's head to hold him on his cock. While he sucked the tasty shaft, he pinched the now fully erect nipples. Vic let Joe's cock go with a slap on the man's stomach as he moved up to kiss him full on the lips. Their tongues met in a sucking, licking passionate frenzy.
Between kisses, Joe asked who was on the phone. Vic said they had been invited to Eric and Tom's for dinner at eight. That only left them a couple of hours to fuck and suck. Vic stood up, taking Joe's hands in his. He pulled the man up from the sofa and over his shoulder. He carried him to the bedroom, dropped him across the bed, pulled off his shoes and jeans and dove back to the cock he wanted. They were only 15 minutes late getting to dinner.
Vic was expecting the usual big crowd of guys at dinner and was surprised to find out that it was only the four of them. Tom gave Joe a tour of the rest of the house and the guest apartment while Eric gave Vic the third degree in the kitchen.
Tom was showing Joe the complete plans for the gym in the office and was amazed at how much the man knew about everything they were doing. Joe explained he had a degree in electronics but liked working with his hands rather than being stuck at a desk all day. He explained money was not an object to him and he was perfectly happy on the salary he was making. The more he said, the more Tom liked the quiet, blond muscle man with the big smile.
"But, can I ask you a couple of questions? About Vic?" Joe sat in the chair next to Tom. "I really like him and sex aside, would like to get to know him better. But I don't want to rush him into anything since Ted's death and all of that. I normally move very slowly, but think we have a lot in common and gawd, he pushes my buttons. How forward should I be with him? Or should I let him set the pace?"
"Well, uh, I can't answer all of that easily. I know he has been hesitant about seeing or dating anyone since Ted died. He, well, he." Tom paused and felt his face get red. "He's been sleeping with us for sex. We really love the guy and he's one of our best friends, we would never do anything to hurt him. We figured he needed to set his own pace. Even the sex stuff, well, we let him initiate it."
"Oh," Joe looked confused. "I don't think I can compete with you guys in the sex department, muscles, dick size and all that. Plus, I don't have any experience in the leather stuff. But, I do like men in uniform, having been in the military and all." It was Joe's turn to blush.
"Look," Tom put his hand on Joe's thigh and felt heat emanating from the man's tight muscles, "let Vic set the pace. We don't want either of you to get hurt, but if it isn't going to be right, you will both know it soon enough. Sex is only part of the relationship. I admit, when I first met Eric my dick was always hard, but it didn't take long for me to realize how much I love him for more reasons than I can count. You seem like a really down to earth guy and Vic really likes that. Underneath all that furry muscle is a pretty simple man who doesn't get off on all the pretentious things in life."
"Sort of like Eric."
"Yeah, in a lot of ways, like Eric."
"I know you guys live pretty comfortably. And from what I have seen, in the few weeks I have been here, you and Red are really easy to talk with and down to earth. And when I interviewed with Eric, I never would have pegged him for this huge house and bikes, and trucks and all this stuff. He treated me like I was his brother."
Tom smiled and looked at a picture of the two of them on the desk. "He's very sweet and would do anything for anyone, generous to a fault. He manages by value and looks for people with the same values and interest. I bet you have a lot of those, or he wouldn't have hired you."
"Thanks."
"And as for Vic, well, I think you have a pretty good "in" there, judging by the look on his face when you guys walked in the door."
Just then a voice shouted up the stairway, "Hey, it's too quiet up there, what's going on, dinner is ready." Tom and Joe walked back down to the dining room and sat at the very simple table Eric had prepared. It was part of Eric's plan to give Vic and Joe a chance to get to know each other better while with friends. The four men enjoyed the meal and were soon laughing and carrying on, telling Joe all kinds of embarrassing stories about Vic. Vic took it like a man and watched Joe's face as he laughed at all the stories.
"You've really done all these things?" Joe put his hand on top of Vic's. Vic just quietly bit his lip and shook his head.
"Pretty weird for a cop, huh?"
"No, not at all. It just shows how you aren't all uptight about keeping your professional life and being gay separate. That takes a lot of courage and I respect that." Joe helped Tom clear the table as Eric prepped dessert and opened yet another bottle of wine. They sat in the TV room/den and ate in front of the roaring fireplace. Joe put his arm around Vic at one point and was thrilled when Vic took his hand and pulled him tighter. By midnight, they were all a bit tipsy. Eric was insistent they stay overnight. Of course, being a cop, Vic agreed and reassured Joe it was OK.
"Besides, it gives us an opportunity to try out some things in the playroom. You guys don't mind, do you?"
Eric and Tom looked at each other and shrugged, "No, be our guests."
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