Dog Pound Daze, part 13 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 took a deep breath and sprawled next to Red. He wrapped his arm around the stocky muscle pup and idly played with one of the large red nips.
"I had a moment of jealousy and set up a scene to teach my partner here a lesson. Only thing is, after all that has happened with you, it is I who is getting the lesson. Let me tell you what you missed."
Tom had arrived home to find Frank waiting for him to help set up the scene Eric wished to create. Tom had retrieved several items from the bedroom and rejoined Frank in the basement shower area. He sat quietly while Frank began shaving his body. Having his body shaved was something Tom found both part of a sex scene that was humiliating by nature and erotic to him. He watched patiently as Frank expertly began with his head, shaving it smooth, trimming his goatee into a style particularly appealing to Eric and then proceeded to remove the rest of Tom's body hair. Tom rinsed off in the shower and stood before the leather master for inspection. Frank smiled and slapped his ass as the huge muscle man stood before him with only a goatee, moustache and eyebrows remaining. Tom walked quietly to the playroom and assisted in setting up his restraint for Eric. He pulled socks and work boots on then stood before the St. Andrews cross.
"No, Eric wants you over here this time." Frank motioned and Tom took his spot. Frank slipped wrist restraints around the man's thickly muscle arms and raised them to the sides over his head. A collar was snapped around his neck. Leg restraints were buckled into place and his legs placed far enough apart that any movement caused him to rise on his toes. Frank hung a weighted ballsack from Tom's already huge low-hangers. Another cock ring was snapped on and Tom's cock responded by growing almost instantly. A weight was hung from a d-ring and the big cock and balls dangled downward.
"Take a deep breath Tom." Frank slipped a hood over Tom's head then snapped a gag in place. He didn't flip the eye patches down so Tom could still see what was going on. He watched as Frank took his favourite butt plug and lubed it. He walked behind Tom and slowly slid it into place. Tom moaned as the big, fat plug hit his buttons. His dick began stiffening again. Frank stood in front of Tom and smiled. He took a quick swat at the big dick and set it bobbing in motion.
Frank crisscrossed leather straps over Tom's torso pulling it tight and making the muscles push outward in thick hard mounds. The pecs were pushed forward with the nipples protruding even more. The straps were looped above Tom's head to keep them tight across his chest and give him even more of a marionette look.
Frank tested the restraints and moved Tom from side to side. The big muscle man's body stood out in etched relief as he struggled to maintain his balance. Tom tested the restraints himself pumping and flexing his muscles. He watched his body swell in the mirror on either side of the door and felt sweat slowly breakout over his body. Frank gave Tom's big cock a solid tug and smiled again.
"If Eric didn't have plans for you, I'd be working this hot body over. You are fucking awesome. Don's gonna be a very lucky man tonight. I'll lock the door on my way out. You be a good boy and do what Eric tells you." Frank closed the playroom door behind him. Tom now had a complete wall of mirrors to watch his struggling body. The sight of his big beefy frame hanging from the restraints got his dick hard. He struggled against the attached weights but his cock still managed to stick out proud and hard from his now smooth, hairless body. Tom tried to see a clock on the far wall but couldn't get a direct view. He couldn't tell exactly what time it was but could tell by the minutes changing that time was passing. It was about 45 minutes before he heard someone come in upstairs. He couldn't tell if it was Eric, Mike or Doug. The anticipation was starting to get the better of him. Sweat was trickling down his sides and over his abs.
Whoever was upstairs stopped at the top of the basement stairs and stood quietly for a few seconds. He heard them walk slowly upstairs and then be too far away to hear anymore. Tom was arousing himself again by watching his body flex in the mirrors, when he heard footsteps approaching on the first floor. They very slowly made their way to the basement. Tom began to pray it was Eric and not a burglar; his mind was playing tricks on him. The door to the basement slowly opened. Tom's dick sprang to full erection.
Eric's enormous frame was outlined in the doorway. He reached up and placed his hands on the overhead frame. The huge biceps popped in the pose. Eric positioned his feet on either side of the door opening. His monster cock hung down in shadowy outline. He stepped slowly into the dimly lit room and stood before his boy. Tom's breath caught as Eric's body came into the light. The big man knew exactly what to do to push Tom's needs.
Eric dominated just about any room into which he walked. There was no mistaking in this playroom that he was the Master. He stood before Tom in high black Dehner's, a full harness, biker cap, black gloves, chrome arm bands, mirrored aviator lenses, a riding crop in one hand and a flogger hanging from his harness. He walked up to Tom and squeezed the two mounds of pecs being pushed forward by the leather straps. Tom pulled back at the force of the grasp. Eric was always less than gentle but never deliberately set about to cause damage or bruising. Tom felt the pain in his chest sting a long time. Eric walked around his boy and smacked the beefy butt hard enough to knock him forward and pull against the restraints. The gag in Tom's mouth kept him from doing much of anything except moaning. He felt the gloved hands running over his tight body. And felt the heavy boots on the floor. Eric stood in front of Tom, close to his face. Tom watched his own reflection in the mirrored lenses.
"Do you know why you are here?" Tom shook his head no. The back of the gloved hand ran down Tom's chest. "I heard you were entertaining the road crew in the shed today. Giving your ass to men I hired to do work here. To do work for our friends and us. Is that your idea of a little reward? Or a little lunchtime fun?" The gloved hand slapped against Tom's straining abs. A red mark showed from the hit. Tom shook his head no and tried to tell Eric with his eyes that wasn't the way it had been.
"Guess you didn't think I would have a problem with it did you?" Another flat hand to the abs. Tom blinked in total confusion. His partner was punishing him for something he couldn't control. "We'll have to make sure you understand the circumstances." Eric flipped the eye pads from the hood down over Tom's wide-open terror-filled eyes. Tom felt sweat rolling over his body. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he heard and felt Eric walk around him. He heard the flogger in the air before he felt it land. Eric worked the flogger over Tom's body sending the man reacting in a different direction each time. Tom's skin was stinging as the hits got his blood pumping through his flexed muscles. He felt Eric's chest against his. Eric reached up and ran his hands over the struggling pumped arms. He slapped the big, heavily muscled chest up and down and sideways. The slapping and punching kept up all around Tom's body.
He could feel the leather straps cut into his pecs as he moved, but there was nothing he could do. He felt the hot-gloved hands grab the flesh around his nipples and pull. A hot mouth sucked on the sensitive tits until Tom was whining loudly. The leather of hot gloves on his tits made the experience more intense. His nipples were harder than they had ever been. He felt Eric's hot breath and mouth sucking them harder and harder as his hands massaged his butt. Eric stepped back and attached titclamps at he base of the swollen nubs. Then he attached weights to the clamps intensifying Tom's pain.
A gloved hand stroked Tom's throbbing prick and jiggled the weighted ballsack. Tom felt Eric holding his dick in his warm hand and attach another weight around the thick girth. His cock and balls dropped quickly, swinging between his widespread legs. Eric lightly smacked the swinging prick with the ridding crop. Tom's breathing became rapid. "Don't even think about cumming, boy. I want a big load out of those hot nuts. You give me a load twice as big as the guy you let fuck you today." Tom shook his head no, but couldn't speak with the gag in his mouth.
"You disagreeing with me boy?" Tom heard an edge in Eric's voice, which he never heard before. He slowly shook his head no. He realized somehow that Eric truly believed what he was saying. He had never seen Eric indeed angry and was beginning to worry about his situation.
"Good, don't disagree with me. Eric slapped and punched at Tom's chest and abs. He used the flogger over the helpless man coming at Tom from seemingly all sides. Eric unsnapped the gag and held Tom's mouth in his hand. He brought their lips together and Tom responded in heated kisses. As afraid as he was of Eric right now, he loved the man and would endure whatever his punishment was to be. Eric returned the heat of the kisses. Passion and anger.
"You ready to give me what I want?" Tom answered yes sir. Eric undid the wrist restraints and Tom's arms crashed to his sides. His legs restraints were undone and Tom felt himself being hoisted over Eric's shoulder. He felt the cold of the metal and leather of the sling on his skin as Eric lowered him into place. He lay back as Eric stood between his raised legs and ran his gloved hands over his chest and abs. The leather strap behind his neck jerked and the criss cross of the restraint let go of his body. The titclamps were removed and Tom's body jerked in response to the sudden release. The weight on his cock and balls pulled them down between his legs as Eric continued to rub down his boy. The blindfold was removed and Tom blinked to see into Eric's blue eyes. They still held anger.
Eric undid the weighted ball sack and the additional weight on Tom's cock. He rubbed the big prick until it was hard and standing upright again. Tom felt the king sized butt plug being pulled out but knew something even bigger was about to replace it. He watched as Eric greased his marble like rod. His master was harder than Tom had ever seen. The big cock resembled a tree limb as Eric rubbed it over Tom's cock and balls. Eric pulled the sling up to raise Tom's ass for easier access and slowly began impaling his boy on the formidable weapon. They locked eyes as Eric began fucking his boy. Tom watched Eric literally fuck the anger out of his steel blue eyes. Eric slammed his prick deeply into Tom's stretched butt, going the full length as often as he could. Tom held onto the chains to keep from getting knocked out of the sling.
His sore pecs bounced from the blunt trauma to his ass. His balls flopped back and forth on his abs as his dick slapped up and down on the taunt skin. Tom couldn't recall ever getting fucked this roughly by Eric. But his eyes had lost their coldness. His fucking was now out of total lust for his boy, who had been his partner for nearly two years. Eric reached up and grabbed the hooks holding the base of the leg chains. His arms swelled as he flexed. His thrusts felt like a telephone pole being shoved up Tom's butt. He threw his head back and yelled as hot cum exploded deep inside Tom. Eric looked down at Tom and yelled, "Now."
Tom's load shot up over his head and jerked his whole body. His cock continued to spurt cum as Eric slowed down. The hot leather gloves worked the thick fluid into Tom's body. Eric pulled out and stood back to get his breath. He helped Tom out of the sling, cradled him in his arms to kiss him then lifted him and carried him up both flights of stairs to the bathroom. He dropped Tom to his feet and adjusted the shower nozzles. Tom watched as the big man undid his harness. He helped Him off with his boots, then knelt before him waiting patiently. Eric removed the collar from Tom's neck. The cold of the metal chain going around his neck startled him. Eric placed a chain and lock around Tom's neck. He slid the lock key onto the chain with the small gold cross he wore and put it back around his neck. The two big men showered together taking turns washing each other's muscles. This time Eric more slowly fucked Tom in the heat of the steaming shower. They helped each other towel dry never saying a word.
Eric wrapped his body around Tom's in bed and fucked him twice more that night. In the morning, Tom woke up, still in the tight grip of Eric. He had to wake the big man up to go take a piss. Eric held the blanket up for Tom to return to the warmth of the bed.
"Now tell me what happened in the shed." Tom recounted the story of the road crew guy raping him in the garden shed and Eric held him tighter. Eric knew Tom wasn't about to lie to him "Let me take the chain from around your neck."
"No sir." Tom got up to get dressed and make breakfast. There was a distance between the two men for the next couple of days. Things were hectic at work with Red being off. Eric asked around and determined the guy had indeed raped Tom and was a known sex offender who put his dick damn well wherever he pleased. When the call came from Red, Tom was in a frenzy that his best friend was dieing. Eric's heart was in his mouth as they rushed over to help Red.
Eric's heart was breaking as he watched the scene unfold before his eyes, a scene not all that dissimilar to the rescue in Chicago months before. The love he felt for Tom grew as he watched him with Red.
Red snuggled between the two men and quietly asked if they had worked out any differences. Tom looked very quietly at Eric's face.
"There are no differences to work out or repair. I love Eric with all my heart and he knows that. He knows he can ask me anything and get an honest answer. It's my decision that if I have sex with another man or men it will be with Eric there, with his blessing and, hopefully, his joining in. Otherwise, I am his totally. He wants this chain back but it showed me how much he loved me and I rather like the look. He thinks it represents a bad moment or humiliates me and it doesn't. To me, it says I am his and his alone. I can live and be very happy with that."
Eric quietly spoke. "It taught me that I have to control my jealousy. I didn't really think I had a problem with it until I heard the guys down the road talking about how, well, you know the whole thing. I thought we had a reasonably open relationship and if Tom had sex with another man it wasn't because he didn't love me. I learned a lot about my self and trusting Tom. I'm going to be 50 in a few years, OK less than a few, and he's still only going to be in his mid-20's. I loved my late lover, but I honestly can't fathom being without Tom. Good grief, I'm getting soft."
Red squeezed a pec. "Not from where I stand, you aren't. So if Tom, say, has sex with me, it'll bother you."
Eric rubbed Red's abs. "No, I know you and love you, it's strangers, I have to learn to control my jealousy of Tom with strangers."
"You have nothing to worry about." Tom and Eric leaned over Red and kissed.
"Hey guys, I'm under here. You're crushing me."
"So, more importantly Red, how are you feeling about these last few days and Darrell and Ron?"
Red sat up in bed and leaned back against the headboard. "I honestly don't know. Part of me is really scared of being alone. I don't understand yet, what happened to them that I was left tied up alone at the mercy of a bunch of unknown men. And, something I have to figure out quickly, we both do Tom. We both like being dominated, but we're both too damn trusting sometimes for our own good. I don't know how to judge what I am feeling or thinking. Sex is a bit scary right now."
"Oh. Really."
Tom and Eric leaned forward and each took one of Red's big, nipples in their mouths. Red's head went back and a long sigh escaped. His skin was covered with goosebumps and his arms twitched. Tom took his fat, uncut cock in his hand and slowly began licking the head and chewing on the long supple foreskin.
"Please guys, I don't know if this is such a good idea. Oh fuck, Tom, don't. Please. Oh shit." Red pulled Eric up and passionately kissed the older man. Eric's hands worked Red's oversized pecs as Red sucked his tongue down his throat. Red's arm wrapped around Eric's neck, clutching onto the kiss to make it last. His other hand was pushing Tom's head down on his hard cock. Eric had a finger against Red's butthole and slowly began working it into the hot, man.
Tom broke the liplock on Red's cock and pulled up to join them in a three-way kiss. Eric rolled from the bed for a minute while Tom and Red sucked face. Red could feel his dick being lubed and when Tom stopped the kiss, Eric was straddling Red's cock. He sank his muscle butt down over the fat prick and snuggled down to the base.
"How's that? I thought maybe you needed to be the one doing the fucking for a change, come on son, give me your spunk." Tom attacked Red's tits as Eric fucked himself using Red's cock.
"Eric, Eric. I'm going to cum." Eric pulled up and thick, wads of cum spewed up and over his dangling balls. Tom took advantage of the opportunity to manhandle Eric's big nuts and rub the juice into the thick skin. Eric responded by sending a quart of cream out over his arm onto Red's pecs. He then launched himself at Tom, rolled him over and jacked off the stiff shaft. Tom tensed and Eric downed the shaft to suck his son dry.
"OK, I'm wiped out." Red lay in a heap with the two big men. "Thanks, guys, that may have actually helped me more than you know."
"Always, happy to oblige." Eric got up to get towels and Tom kissed Red.
"You know, buddy, there are still some pieces to be sorted out from this, just pace yourself. If you need anything, Eric and I are here for you."
'Thanks, and I may need to ask you for a place to stay for a few days while I think things through."
"What are you going to tell Darrell and Ron?"
"I don't know. Can I bunk in the guest apartment for a few days?'
"Sure. Give yourself time." Eric returned and the three men got cleaned up. Red excused himself to go to the bathroom and Tom explained the situation to Eric.
Eric sighed and hugged Tom. "There are a lot of pieces to this puzzle that Darrell and Ron need to give us. If they don't, I expect Red will leave them. Jeez, relationships are funny."
"Tell me, I deal with 260 pounds of one each day." Tom jumped up to go to the bathroom before Eric could grab him. Red walked back into the room and picked up his clothes. Eric lay in bed with his huge arms folded behind his head.
"Where are you going?"
"To the other guest room, why?"
"Because, we assumed you were sleeping with us."
"I am?" Tom walked back into the bedroom with his toothbrush in his mouth and took Red's clothes from him. He pushed Red toward the bed until Eric could grab him and pull him in. Tom returned from the bathroom and crawled into bed so Red was between them
"There, isn't that cozy?"
"Yeah, it is." The three men were soon asleep piled together in a big mass of muscle. In the morning, Tom dropped Red at the apartment on his way to work across town. Red walked into the gym and returned to his job on time. Dell handed him a cup of coffee and gave him a hug. Richard closed the door to Red's office and held the young man tightly. Red felt the warmth of his friends surrounding him at work. He also felt the emptiness in the pit of his stomach and fear in his mind.
Darrel and Ron returned later that morning on the first flight they could book back to town. They walked into the apartment; some parts of it were a bit of a mess from Red's ordeal and the police investigation. Red's clothes were gone.
Bill and Steve drove into town to work with the architect on the plans for the cabin that they wanted to build in the secluded woods on Eric's property. The man spread the plans and blueprints before them and explained the drawings. He showed them a sketch and both were impressed with the work. The crews were already busy clearing the land and running the road up to the site. They decided to visit and get a feel for their new getaway. The day was overcast but warm. The crews doing the excavating were busy as they drove up Eric and Tom's driveway. The landscape company had already transformed the one side of the driveway into a lush garden/forest. They were in awe of how quickly things were coming together. To keep from getting in the way they left their truck in front of the garage and hiked up to their cabin site.
These two huge men walking through the trees was the equivalent of clearing brush. The excavating crew watched from a distance as the two men in shorts and work boots walked through the trees effortlessly pushing aside anything in their path. They had both stripped off their shirts to enjoy what little sun there was and smacked at each other's big bouncing pecs as the hiked along. At the top of the bluff, they pulled out a small copy of the site map to get a feel for the cabin's layout.
Neither of them was paying much attention when one of the road crew guys broke their concentration. They turned to face the man who had raped Tom. He was commenting on their house site and idly stroking his big cock in his jeans.
"Yeah, you boys got yourself a great location here. Should be able to do whatever you want in your little cabin and never worry about anybody seeing anything. Great views, good secluded woodsy site, what more could you need." He walked past them gesturing out over the rolling hills and the rocky gully separating their property from Joe and Vic's. "Why two big men like you could do damn near anything they wanted and no one would be the wiser."
"Well, we are building in the middle of all of our friends. We already respect each other's privacy and space."
"Yeah, but think about all of you big men up here, you could be naked in these woods all the time having yourself a good ol time. Bet that young muscle stud down in the big house can't wait. Good piece of ass there, helluva fuck." He turned back around to show off his full erection down his left pant leg. His nipples were obviously hard through the thick T-shirt. Bill and Steve just looked at each other.
"Yeah," Bill stroked his left nipple, "two big men could do damn near anything they wanted, care to make it three?"
"Welllllll, maybe, whatdya have there men?" Both big muscle freaks dropped their shorts and stepped out of them. Their big half-hard cocks flopped against their thighs as they walked the short distance to the mesmerized man.
"See anything you like?" Bill grabbed a handful of the man's left chest and twisted a nipple hard. Steve went for the dripping cock. A big wet spot had formed in the guy's jeans. He moaned as the two muscle giants ran their hands over his big, but not equal body. In less than a minute they had him naked and overheated for hot three-way sex.
Bill looked around the bluff. "Not here in the open, down here by these trees, out of sight of any of the workers."
"Ah, you don't have to worry about them, they're all as fucking horny as the day is long." He followed Bill down the steep drop.
"You may not have to worry about them but you do have to worry about us." Steve grabbed the big man before he could think and spun him around onto his knees. He held him in a headlock as Bill stuffed one of the man's own socks into his mouth and tied the other sock around his face.
Steve pulled the man upright. Bill grabbed the hard cock and balls at the base and pulled downward. "We know about your little fuck with our good buddy Tom. Eric might be too much of a gentleman and too close to the business end to retaliate but we aren't. Have you ever seen Deliverance? Cause you can squeal all you want pig, ain't no one gonna hear you."
They tied the man over a tree stump using his jeans and belt. Bill pulled his belt out of his jeans and warmed the scared man's ass. The man whimpered and screamed but the sock in his mouth muted any sound. The heavy equipment running in the distance effectively blocked any noise from being heard. Bill was about to spit into his hand to lube his cock when Steve knocked his hand away. "Why bother, go dry."
Bill high fived his lover and placed his hands on either side of the bound man's furry ass. He dug his fingers in to the solid flesh and held the man in place as he drove his big dick into the man's ungreased asshole. He forced the big tool in and out to loosen the sweating man and soon had a good hard plowing going with the man's own juice. Steve got on the ground behind Bill and spread his partner's asscheeks. He drove his tongue into the hard butt as Bill fucked their slave
"Oh yeah, buddy, do my ass. You know how that always makes me cum twice as much. Give this fucker a really big load up his butt." Steve alternated between Bill's hole and sucking on the big flopping balls. Bill let out a few quick gasps and pulled back. Thick, long ropes of cum shot out of the enormous cock and sprayed all over the roadman's back. "Figured it would be more humiliating to cover you in cum than give it to you where you want it. Your turn, sweetie." Steve took his partner's place and slid his dick into the grunting man in one fast move.
"Aw, Billy, you got him all stretched out of shape. It ain't tight anymore. Guess I'll have to go for depth." Steve rammed the sobbing man's ass with enough force to rattle his fillings.
"Now, dear, don't go wasting all that good cum up this roadkill's ass. Be careful where you shoot." Steve was too busy pounding away to really listen to Bill's silly banter. His face went red. The long shaft slid out and another load of hot cum sprayed on the man's back.
"Oh yeah, that's buckets, nice job. Oh look at the time. We need to get going and look over the fixtures for the kitchen and bath. Sorry to fuck you and run but we have an appointment. Don't worry, we'll tell your crew where you are."
The man's eyes opened wide, he shook his head no and struggled to free himself. Cum dribbled down the center of his back over his fucked butthole.
"Course, from what we hear, they may want a little revenge themselves. You know, what goes around, comes around. Or is that, cums around?"
"Good one." They slapped the man's ass, pulled their shorts back on and hiked back toward the road crew. At the base of the drive, Bill stopped to tell the men where their supervisor was and in what shape. It took about two minutes for the crew of six to find him, get naked and fuck him twice each. They finally untied him and watched as he scrambled up the ledge, sprinted down the hill to his truck and sped off. The crew worked unsupervised the rest of the afternoon. Eric was thrilled with the progress when he got home later.
To be continued, comments - suggestions? Lennoxbear@aol.com