Dog Pound Daze, part 6 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is continuation of characters presented in Feelings of Security and To Folsum and Beyond.
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.
Eric called and ordered a small festival of Chinese food to be delivered. He noticed, however, that Red was not eating very much and not being particularly talkative. Not the usual behavior for the pitbull built man. The guys were all chowing down and getting very frisky but Red worked his way to the side of the room.
"You seem to have gotten rather quiet." Eric walked over and sat on a chair next to Red. Red pushed his food around on his plate and took a deep breath.
"I really fucked up didn't I, having those guys fuck the hell out of Woody?" He looked like he was about to cry and was obviously upset.
Eric put his arm around the short stocky man and hugged him. "No problem. I don't think he's bright enough to know he was setup. And besides, he initiated the whole thing. If you think I am mad at you, I'm not."
"Really?"
"Really." Red put his hand on Eric's knee and leaned in to hug him back.
"Thanks. I appreciate everything you guys have done for me and really love you both. I would be lost if I screwed up our friendship. And I don't want to do anything to put the gym in jeopardy." Eric kissed him on the top of his shaved head.
"Nothing is going to happen to the gym, or to any of the other businesses. So, relax. My brother thinks after all these years of being absent that he is entitled, fuck him. Oh, too late. I value my friends very much and they are more important than anything else." He ran his hand over the thick lat and down to the hard butt. "So be sure you eat, you have to maintain all that muscle dude."
Red laughed and put his plate on the table next to them. "I'm not really hungry for food." He ran his hand up the inside of the big man's enormous quad and rested it on the heavy basket.
"Oh no, Tom wore my dick out these last 24 hours. Ain't no cum to be had."
"I doubt that, knowing the supplements you guys take." Boots noticed the conversation going on and wandered over to join in.
"Guys, the rest of us are not at the dessert stage yet, wait up." Red looked up at the two freaky huge muscle men on either side of him and stood up. He groped Boots big mean basket and kissed him a big sloppy wet one.
"Dessert is being served downstairs." Red walked toward the basement steps, heading for the playroom and stripping his clothes off as he went. Boots was close behind; soon followed by the rest of the party except for Tom and Eric.
"I think we should put away the leftovers and join them." Eric offered. Tom quietly crossed the room and pinched his dad's big nips through the tight T-shirt.
"I don't really need to join them." He gave the erect tits a hard twist. Eric closed his eyes and growled.
"Well, son, it's been a long time since you fucked your old man's ass." Tom began cleaning up the dishes and food. Eric stood at the other end of the dining room watching him. He pulled of his shirt and picked up the few remaining containers of food. Tom continued to finish cleaning up the dinner mess as Eric did a strip, seemingly unnoticed by Tom. Eric stood at the top of the basement steps framed in the doorway. His hands were up at the top of the door jam; hips tilted to one side and his big, red dick hanging half erect over his 30-inch quad. He had put his workboots back on knowing how the look worked on Tom.
Tom slowly turned off the kitchen lights and walked calmly to Eric. He took one half kiss half lick at Eric's mouth then lowered his lips to the down turned nipples. His left arm wrapped around his lover's wide back pushing the tit deeper into his hot mouth. His right hand squeezed Eric's stone-like butt. Eric's hand held Tom's head against his chest. Tom pushed back.
"I think we need to do some incline benching." Eric turned and walked down the steps to the dimly lit gym. The playroom was a symphony of moans as hot men played. Elsewhere in the shadows, they could make out couples having sex. Eric lay on the incline bench; his booted feet straddled the leather-covered board. He reached up and gripped the barbell rack as Tom slid out of his clothes. Tom stood with his feet inside Eric's pushing them further apart so Eric's big shaft flopped down on the padded bench. Tom humped his rigid dick against it and resumed sucking on the exposed nipples. He sucked them into his mouth as far as the solid flesh would go. Eric pushed his chest out to meet Tom's sucking mouth.
"Yeah son, get my tits as big as yours, make me hot for your cock up my ass. That's is what you want isn't it?"
"Yessir." Tom humped his thick chest the length of Eric's prone body. Each time he came back down he sucked a nipple hard into his mouth. Eric quietly directed Tom on.
Tom stood back as Eric raised his legs over his head in a gymnastic move. His arms flexed to support the massive muscle weight hanging from the bar. The biceps swelled to huge full sweaty peaks to support the weight of the solid 6'5" frame. Tom positioned his dick against the spread butt and pushed up. Other men gathered around to watch Tom sink his dick into his lover's huge powerful ass. He began bucking the hard glues as a sex circle formed around them. Vic and Joe were a threesome with Steve. Darrell and Boots were forming a sandwich with Ron. Bruce, Dave, Kyle and Mark were working over the already cum drenched Red. Richard and Dell chose to remain a couple and stood watching with Richard rubbing his big dick into Dell's sweet ass while working the slabs of furry pec muscle and nips of Dell's chest. Don had taken on the task of satisfying Frank, Marsh and Jack. But the focal point became Eric and Tom as Tom plowed his owner's butt. Tom was parallel to the angle of the incline bench, as if supporting Eric's weight on his hard thrusting cock. His legs were pushed back and taunt, each muscle clearly defined and rigid as he dove the big shaft into his lover. His arms were outstretched with his hands on the bar supports. Eric face was a combination of intense concentration to hold his body in place and pleasure from the big dick reaming his seldom-fucked butt. His huge biceps were swelling and pumping to even bigger proportions with the effort to control the fuck. Their pecs bounced off each other with each of Tom's thrusts. Eric's massive legs were hooked over Tom's arms and bounced each time the cock hit home base.
Their friends were caught up in the demonstration of strength and sex being displayed in front of them. The room was filled with the sound of hot sweaty sex - non-verbal grunts, groans and moans. Tom supported Eric's body with the fucking position for nearly 20 minutes. He started to whine and mumble "fuck" under his breath. Eric struggled to get their mouths together as their tongues battled over their lips and faces.
"Yeah, come on son. Plow your old man's ass, give me your muscle juice. Yeah, fill me Tom." Eric fought to hold his own climax until he felt Tom tense his legs and push his cock as far in as it could go, sliding Eric upwards on the wet bench. Tom screamed and shot into his lover. His whole body shuddered with the release of the scene. Eric could only let out a long loud "aw" as his own cock let go with a steady stream of cum that flowed down between their chests over the mounds of flesh. Both men let go of the bench supports and Tom slowly slid them to the bottom of the rack. He leaned on his knees into Eric as he let Eric's cramping legs down to rest on either side of them. Eric wrapped his hugely pumped arm around his son and kissed him hard and deep.
Vic was getting plowed by Steve and sucking Joe's load down. Richard was filling Dell's melon butt with his juice. Ron was being double dicked by Darrell and Boots. Don had been fucked by all of his companions and was being urged to a climax as he sat on the floor in the middle of them, frantically beating his dick. Kyle and Mark were 69'ing each other while being fucked by Dave and Bruce. Tom and Eric slowly came to their senses and watched all of their friends culminate their sex scenes around them.
The entire party was a mass of cum covered, ass fucked, sweaty muscle, wet fur and sore stretched bodies. Tom looked at Eric's bright eyes. "Look at all those happy smiling faces."
"Yeah, there isn't a coherent one in the bunch."
Marsh lay on the floor, his arms outstretched, his chest heaving to catch his breath. Three wet bodies lay on top of him. "Is it time for dessert? We brought pie." Eric shook his head with disbelief and laughed.
"Yeah, come help me get it ready." He pushed Tom to his feet. They each took one of Marsh's hands and pulled him from under the tangle of limbs and sweat. The three men went up to the kitchen and got dessert ready to bring to the overcome men in the basement. Tom handed out towels for their guests to clean up. The room was soon filled with the laughter of a bunch of muscle driven men, all naked, sitting around eating pie and drinking coffee.
Marsh dryly observed. "I bet Martha never entertains like this." A mass groan.
"If this party were described in her magazine, it would sell millions of copies." Dell mumbled.
"Yeah, but all the pages would be stuck together." Marsh began gathering plates and pouring more coffee. The men signaled when their cups were full enough by tugging on his dick. "I don't know for sure, but I think this may be my first caffeine related hardon." Deadly silence. Then a mass of napkins being thrown at him.
"Well gentlemen, you are always welcome to stay. Everyone here, except maybe Dell and Richard, has been an overnight guest before. There is plenty of king and Queen sized beds. The sofas are all sleepers and we have sleeping bags for those who may want to share a small tight space. Oh no, that's what some of you did earlier. Make yourselves at home, in the gym, playroom, TV/room, whatever. Breakfast is at 10. I am taking my son to bed." He carried the dessert dishes and cups up stairs with Tom and Marsh's help. Marsh looked in the fridge.
"Oh good, a breakfast of protein shakes, orange juice, bananas, and leftover Chinese."
"I hadn't planned on a big party, sorry." Eric looked over his shoulder into the fridge.
"Will you be up early enough to run to the store with me?" Marsh looked at Eric and then at Tom's half erect cock. "No, that's will you be down enough to go to the store?" Eric shook his head yes and headed upstairs. Tom and Marsh finished loading the dishwasher and putting things away. Marsh kissed him then wandered off to find his partner in the maze of bodies and beds.
Tom walked into the bedroom and found Eric face down in the middle of the bed, lube on the nightstand and a post it note on Eric's right cheek. It simply said, "seconds?" Tom spread his body on top of his lover's wide muscular frame. Eric groaned with the weight. Tom wedged his cock in between the big, hard glutes and felt the wetness of their previous party still there. He slid his hands under Eric and found the hard nips and squeezed. Eric moaned again and pushed his butt up.
"Fuck me Tom."
"It's my turn isn't it."
"Horndog, you got fucked for damn near 24 hours straight. Fuck my ass now, son." Tom giggled and slowly lubed Eric's butthole. He worked the big nips with his other hand and soon had Eric humping his dick into the bed and moaning with heat. Tom straddled the wide back and placed the head of his prick between the ass cheeks. He pushed down and into the warm wet passage.
"Oh yeah Tom. You make me feel so hot. I've never been big on getting fucked but you know how to do me right." Tom made slow passionate love to the big man. He kissed, nibbled and chewed on Eric's thick neck. His hands worked the big nipples into a swollen size Eric had never experienced. His hard cock moved slowly at first in and out of the big, hard massive muscle butt. He buried a load in the muscle butt, then turned him over to take Eric's load down his willing throat. The two beefy men kissed for another half-hour before falling asleep in each other's arms.
Eric woke Tom about half way through the night by pushing his monster dick slowly into Tom's ass. He wrapped his enormous guns around the wide back and chest and held his boy in a tight bearhug as he rammed his 16-inch python in the ass he loved. Eric's hands tuned Tom's tits until Tom was gasping for breath and fighting back an orgasm. Eric lifted himself and Tom, still impaled on his dick, and balanced them both on his knees. He began jacking Tom's cock. He felt it swell and jerk. Eric wrapped his fist around the head to keep Tom's juice from escaping. He filled his boy's ass with another load, pulled out and then sucked Tom's cock dry like a frozen dessert treat.
Tom slumped back to the bed and looked up at his lover in the dark moonlit room. Eric lowered his body on top of his boy and kissed him. Tom could taste his own cum in Eric's mouth and moaned long and low. Eric nuzzled in half on top of Tom with his arm wrapped tightly around him. They were still in that position when Marsh woke them.
"OK, this is all very touching and rather hot but we need to get to the store if we are to feed the troops." Tom got up to go to the bathroom and head out with Marsh. Marsh looked at his boss relaxing in bed.
"You know, he thought this whole situation with Woody was that you were seeing someone else."
"What? He thought all those nights I was with my lawyers and my trip to New York was my "cheating" on him?"
"Yeah, Red told me last night. There's more to the whole story but Tom was really feeling down there for awhile."
"Oh man, I am such a dumb shit."
"Hmm, you are my boss but I agree with you."
Eric smiled and punched at Marsh. "You're my friend and thanks for telling me. Go get ready to go to the store. Use the company card." Marsh headed downstairs. Eric walked into the bathroom as Tom was brushing his teeth. He stood behind him and kissed the broad traps and delts, massaged the thick full lat spread and cupped the slabs of chest muscle.
"I love you more than you know. We'll talk about this whole thing with Woody later when everyone leaves. I apologize for any anguish I put you through recently. Whatever you were feeling, I am sorry and you need never doubt my feelings for you." Tom bent over to rinse his mouth. Eric leaned over him and crushed him in a tight hug.
"Uh, breath ....leaving ....body.....stop." Eric laughed, straightened up and spun him around. Both men were unshaven, thick with the sweaty smell of sex on their bodies and totally lost in each other. "You always tell me I shouldn't be insecure, but I worry about our differences in age and that you will find someone more mature and to your liking."
"There is no one more to my liking. Go to the store, I have more big news for everyone when we have breakfast." Tom headed out to dress and meet Marsh. Eric threw himself into the shower, shaved his head, and hurried downstairs to make coffee and greet his guests. They wandered slowly into the kitchen to find the big man, neatly dressed in a tight white T-shirt, jeans and busily making cinnamon rolls. He looked like a health food infomercial, a sexy hot muscular one but one just the same.
Eric announced the groundbreaking for the pool construction and date for the grand opening. The pool addition was going to be more than just a swimming pool. It was going to be a full water training facility with the ability to teach swimming and diving. It would have it's own set of locker rooms, showers and its own entrance. The groundbreaking and grand opening would take place on the same date. He wanted to have some special things going on at the gym that day but also thought he would like to host a party for select guests at their home. Darrell, Ron, Marsh and Jack already knew the groundbreaking was being planned and volunteered to handle all of the affairs for that. Richard took over the Grand Opening of the gym and Red asked if he could handle some of the affairs of the party afterwards.
"Do you have something special in mind?"
"Possibly, I need to discuss it with Tom."
Darrell and Ron sat back and rolled their eyes. "So it's going to be a straight out sex party?"
"Not straight."
Eric shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sure, yeah, go for it."
By Sunday evening, Eric and Tom were in their usual place on the sofa watching TV and relaxing. Tom idly rubbed the huge basket in his lover's jeans and Eric played with one of Tom's huge nips.
"So what are we going to do about your brother, Woody?"
"Nothing. He left home when he was 17 and this is the first time he has been back. When my parents both got ill with cancer, I never heard from him, never got any help from him. I kept Dad's business going and rolled it into what it is now. They left a trust fund for him and that is still in the bank gathering interest. He never attempted to claim anything until now. It's a fair amount of cash and that is all he is entitled to legally. I am in sole control of the business with my partner.
"Who's that"'
"You dipwad, or did you forget you signed the papers?" Tom giggled.
"Oh yeah, sorry. So from the business side, your lawyers have everything sewn up?"
"Yes. There will be a hearing in court but he has nothing on which he can base claim. And did you really think I was having an affair with this guy?"
"Well, stories and rumours were running rampant. I got sacred. I love you so much and can't fathom being without you."
"I can't fathom being without you either. I admit he did suck me off in the shower. He was so hot for my dick it was a super turn-on. And, that is the only time anyone has ever touched me without you as part of the party, truly. After he did it and was on his knees on the floor, looking up at me, it hit me who he was. I hadn't seen him in 20 years. I panicked. When I ran into him a couple of days later, his line of come on hit me as a game. I started playing his game to find out what his goal was. That's why I went to New York. I hired a private investigator and went to New York to dig up dirt. We have nothing to worry about believe me."
"His being gang banged in the steam room at the gym won't come back to bite us, will it?"
"I don't think so, he consented and willingly gave his ass to all of them anyway. Shaky line of defense but I don't think he'll try anything, He has quite a record including prostitution. He is really the opposite of me in every way."
"So he sucked you off, eh? Better than me?" Tom began working his way toward the growing erection in Eric's jeans. Eric pulled him up by the back of his shirt and kissed him.
"No one is better than you. And I am not talking just sexual skills." Tom cupped the big pec in front of him and pinched the big nip. Eric moaned and flexed his chest. Tom pulled the shirt tail out from the jeans and slid his hands over the hot skin. He pushed the shirt up and sucked on both tits. He could feel Eric's cock struggling to escape its denim restraint.
"Turn the fire up a little bit more and let's get naked in front of the fireplace." The two huge muscle freaks intertwined their massive arms and legs and settled in for a long night of sucking and fucking by the light of the flames. Both men did each other and came three times apiece. They were totally oblivious to the shadow of a man watching them from the deck.
The plans for the groundbreaking, grand opening and party came together very quickly. A few weeks later the big day arrived. Red was ecstatic over the fact that his two, big, beefy black lovers would be working a site connected to his place of work. He practically walked around with a hardon all the time thinking about all of the lunch time sex. Tom was feeling overwhelmed coordinating many of the construction arraignments. He was becoming more and more distracted by the numerous muscular, beefy construction men showing up to sign onto the project. Many of them joined the gym when they saw the extent of the facility.
The hyper sexual construction crew was having an effect on Richard and Dell. They were spending every extra moment having sex in Richard's office. Both had hit the gym with renewed enthusiasm and Richard in particular was pondering competing in a master's bodybuilding contest. Don was also in sexual overdrive over the crews. So much so, that Frank had hinted that Tom and Red fuck him before he came home at night, he was getting too old for non-stop sex. Not really but they were getting lots less sleep.
The local media were anxious to do coverage on the new swimming pool and the overall extensive training center that Red had built in the gym. Not a day went by that some reporter wasn't stopping in for an update on the big plans. It was becoming a big event.
In the middle of the whole process, the hearing was scheduled for Woody's claim on Eric's businesses. The first two meetings were to lie out how the process would work. Eric had hoped Woody would back down when he realized he had money coming and that he had no claim in any legal way to the business. Woody didn't budge and only smirked back at Eric. The third day, Woody introduced evidence he claimed would prove that neither Eric nor Tom was fit to run the businesses that had grown out of his father's first company. They were pictures of Eric and Tom having sex in front of the fireplace of their home. The judge hearing the case saw red. He was a distinguished gentleman in his 50's and one who gave the outward appearance of being somewhat conservative. His face went crimson when he saw the pictures and listened to Woody's lawyer's presentation.
He threatened to prosecute Woody on spying charges and invasion of privacy. He questioned Woody and his lawyer on how they felt these pictures proved anything about the ability of the two men to run a business. Woody and his lawyer were having a difficult time keeping up with the onslaught of questions unleashed by the judge. Eric and Tom, while rattled by the events, just sat back with Eric's lawyers and watched the judge dissect Woody's claim. The judge dismissed the case and advised Woody to take a cashier's check for the money he had coming and leave town. He had Eric make the arrangements from the offices.
The judge personally handed the check to Eric's brother and read him the riot act. Eric felt himself sympathizing for his brother despite what the man had tried to do. The judge left the office and the six men sat in silence. Woody's lawyer left, followed shortly by Eric's two lawyers. Eric stood in front of his brother and asked why.
"You managed to get it all. The business, success, money, house, even a prize boyfriend and the dick of death. I got shit."
"You made the decision to run away. It killed our parents to never have you come home again. You could have had a part in all of this but you chose not to, why?"
"I don't know, I just didn't think there was a life for me here."
"Well, there was. I don't know if there still is. Maybe in time you can come back and we can rebuild our life as brothers. I'm not sure I can trust you right now. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, so am I." Woody got up and left the room. Tom hugged Eric and they walked out of the courthouse and drove home in silence.
They were sitting and watching TV after one of their patented killer workouts and sex sessions when the doorbell rang. Tom adjusted his dick in his sweat pants in an effort to be less obvious and opened the door to the judge.
"May I come in Tom?"
"Yessir, please, welcome." Tom showed him to the TV room where Eric was hiding his erection under a toss pillow. His jeans were not going to hide it alone. The judge sat down across from them and apologized for his behavior and outburst in the office. The two men sat in confused silence for several seconds.
"I don't think you have anything about which to apologize, sir." Eric offered. You did what was right in the law and in your eyes."
"Oh, I think my decision was correct and advising your brother to leave also. But, I need to return these to you." He handed Eric the envelope containing the pictures Woody had presented. Eric looked at them quickly and realized the explicit nature of the sex acts involved.
"I don't know what to say, these could be considered embarrassing."
"On the contrary, they are hot. I haven't jacked off so hard and so much in years." The two men looked at the officer of the court with disbelief.
"Oh, hell guys, come on. I'm in my 50's, not married - ever. And I drive to Chicago very weekend to visit friends. What do you think?"
"You're gay?"
"Get real. And thanks to you two and your reputation in this city, I am coming out and if the people in this town don't like it, they can suck my dick. You two have quite a respected reputation here. Treat every body with dignity and respect and don't hide the fact for an instant that you are who you are."
"Thank you. Could we offer you a drink or something?"
"No, thanks. I have to get home and call my lover in Chicago and tell him things are changing. Besides, if I'm around you two too long, I'll drop a load in my pants. You two aren't also into leather are you?"
"Yes."
"Oh fuck."
"You sir?"
"I feel personally responsible for the demise of a whole herd of cows over the years. Guess you never do the bars then?"
"No, very seldom." Eric looked apologetic. The judge looked at Tom and smiled.
"No, guess you wouldn't need to. Well, I better be going before I do something stupid like offer myself for sex."
"Sir, we're having a party here in a few days to celebrate ground breaking of our pool facility and the grand opening of the gym. Would you like to come?"
"Yes, I would be honoured."
"I'll have Red send you an invitation."
"Thanks." He stood up and walked toward the door followed by Eric and Tom. They both hugged him and thanked him again. He headed to his car as Tom closed the door.
"Did he just grope your butt?" Tom nodded yes. "Mine too." They laughed and kissed as Tom dimmed the entry way lights.
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