G-village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 7 by lennoxbear@aol.com
The following is a continuation of stories with characters begun in Feelings of Security. This story contains graphic gay sex, man to man. If such material offends you, please go elsewhere. Also, sexual practices are fantasy and not an endorsement of unsafe sexual practices and are not meant to be seen as such.
Forty-five minutes later, the elevator repairmen finally got the antique contraption working and pried open the doors. They found six, sweaty, muscular, but smiling, men wearing only leather jocks and smiles. The six men thanked them and headed to their hotel rooms. Almost. They headed to Vic and Joe's room where they collapsed in a tangle of beef laughing hysterically. Vic hit the bathroom immediately and walked out with a major look of relief.
"Sorry guys but a man cannot be fucked non-stop all that time by five hung studs and not have repercussions." He flopped onto the bed next to Joe and was handed a beer by Steve. "Man you guys worked me over. Why'd you let that happen?" He twisted Joe's big nip.
"Me? You were in heat when we ran into these two in the market. Then, these two beefalos get on the elevator and your damned tongue hit the floor. When the elevator got stuck, fucking you senseless seemed like the natural thing to do. And, by the way, you didn't complain." Joe reached down and groped Vic's returning hardon.
"Looks like you're ready for more." Vic moaned loudly as the two men they picked up in the elevator shook their heads in disbelief. It had been fate.
The doors to the elevator were just about closed when a large meaty paw reached in to stop them. Two large leather clad men stepped on and immediately smiled in recognition of their friends. Bruce and Steve hadn't seen the gang for almost and year and hadn't had an opportunity to let anyone know they were doing IML. They had just returned from a week off in Key West, and did the leather layover before returning to Pittsburgh. Joe had never met the two large men and stood in the corner of the elevator as Vic, Bill and Steve became a tangle of hugging muscular arms. Vic introduced Joe and so as not to let him feel left out, Bruce and Steve, hugged and groped the big man. Joe was just about to comment on the weight of the six heavy-duty lifters being equivalent to the weight limit of the elevator when it got stuck between floors. The six men looked at each other and sighed. Bill called the front desk on the elevator phone and reported the problem but was told it may take up to an hour to get the shaft working again.
"Imagine that, a shaft at this hotel on a leather weekend that doesn't work properly." Vic let out what he didn't mean to be an audible whimper that made the other five turn to look.
Bruce looked at him with concern. "You claustrophobic?"
"No. Horny. We were on our way to the room to fuck our brains out when you guys broke the elevator."
"WE broke the elevator. WE?" Bruce and the other Steve backed Vic against the wall and began stroking his tits. Vic looked at Joe who just shrugged. He fell to his knees and pulled the cod pieces from the two men's jocks.
"Oh holy fuck." He cradled Steve's big cock in his hands and licked the still soft tool. "Shit." Bruce's cock dangled out over the leather cup and still almost half way to his knees. He had forgotten the man sported a dick that nearly rivaled Eric's. "Oh my woheuhiugii."
"Still talks with his mouth full?" Joe shook his head.
"A mouthful of cock is one of his favourite things, next to an assful."
Bill's Steve looked at the beefy cop on his knees nursing the two rapidly stiffening pricks. "Well, I'm not one to be left out." He fell to his knees and quickly undid Bill and Joe's jocks. Faced with a cocky challenge of his own, the elevator was silent except for the moans of six men in heat. Literally, the small elevator was warming up quickly. All six were soon stripped to just boots and socks. Six piles of neat leathers lined one wall of the elevator to grab quickly in the event the archaic car got unstuck.
Bruce and Steve were lost in deep passionate kissing. Vic reached up and worked a nip of each of the men, evoking deep guttural groans. The two lovers of nearly 20 years were both in their 40's but looked 25. Each was built and buff and could easily walk out onto a stage and compete in a bodybuilding contest. At six foot each, they were semi-opposites of each other. Bruce was blond and lightly hairy. Steve was dark with perfectly distributed fur over the square pecs, down the abs and over the legs. Bruce was the bigger of the two and Steve gladly played bottom to his horse-hung lover.
Bill and Joe were also busily sucking face and getting each other's nips into a hard frenzy. The other Steve was in glory alternating between two big, fat uncut cocks. He knew exactly what to do to get Bill's juices flowing and soon discovered Joe wasn't much different. His tongue circled the thick knobby heads under the generous foreskins and lapped at the deep piss slits. The deeper he drove his tongue into Joe's dick the more juice flowed with more frequent moans. He fondled each man's swollen nuts and began pulling downward. Bill placed his hand on the back of Steve's head and drove the man further down on Joe's cock. Having someone's hot hand on his shaved head directing him to suck cock, made Steve hotter. Joe and Bill looked down to see Joe's entire super thick cock buried down the eager throat. Bill's fat cock bounced against the side of Steve's face leaving gobs of thick pre-cum.
Bill licked at the side of Joe's neck. "You'd never know it to look at him Joe, but this man is one helluva a hot fuck."
"You mean the ass is better than what he's doing now?"
Bill was about to answer when Steve swallowed his cock to the base. He struggled to answer in a tight voice. "Oh, yeah, don't, you'll make me shoot my wad fucker." Bill pulled his dick from Steve's suctioning mouth with a loud sucking sound and pulled the man to his feet. "I think this man wants a bit of the big, beefy muscle butt, lover." The two rough looking men, licked each other's faces before Steve bent over, braced himself against the elevator wall and waved his butt at Joe.
"Fuck me, hard." A muffled, me too, came from the other corner as Vic set his feet in place and bared his butt for Bruce's enormous fuckpole.
"Now, how can you turn down an invitation like that."? He slipped a condom from Steve's pocket over his horse dick and wet it down with spit. He humped the cop's hard round butt a couple of time's to get the man hotter then grabbed the mean shaft by the base and pushed the orange sized head into the wet hole. "Man that is one hot cop ass." The big dick slowly disappeared into Vic's willing hole as the beefy cop moaned louder and louder. Bruce rocked back and forth to set the fucking motion and Vic groaned with each slightly deeper thrust. "Well, anyone within earshot of the elevator shaft has a pretty good idea what is going on now." Steve stepped around and fed his smaller 8-inch dick into Vic's drooling mouth.
"There, that dampened the noise a bit." The two lovers plowed the pig cop from both ends as his lover watched while at the same time plowing the other Steve's ass. Vic and Steve made as much noise as they could with their asses and mouths filled with hard cock.
Bill braced himself against the elevator wall as his lover sucked down his large hairy balls. "Don't dammit, you now that'll make me cum. I haven't fucked Vic yet."
A desperate Vic dropped Steve's dick from his mouth and looked over at Bill. "No one cums until they fucked me, got it."
"Geez, such a pushy cop." Vic reached back and stopped Bruce from flooding his ass with cum, pulled away from the stiff monster and dropped to the floor. He rolled to his back, lifted his legs wide apart and grabbed his own knees. "Cum on guys, this damned piece of cable crap isn't going to stay stuck forever. Bruce's Steve dropped to his knees and rammed his cock into place making Vic whimper with lust again. The other Steve, feeling the need to shut Vic up, pulled away from the fucking he was getting and lowered his butt over the cop's eager tongue.
"Yeah, pig, you horny civil servant, eat your buddy's hairy ass." The five men took turns plowing Vic's butt and sitting on the man's face. By the time the five of them shot super loads on the writhing man, they had only a matter of a minute to slip jocks back on and grab their other clothes. They hid Vic in the middle of the crowd to keep the repairmen from seeing the cum-covered, dazed man.
Now, as they relaxed in the men's hotel room, Vic's cock stuck out over the top of his jock, still aching for release. All Joe had to do was give Vic's long hard nips, one good twist and the man shot over his head onto the headboard. The other men applauded his effort.
Bill looked at the clock on the nightstand and whistled. "Uh, guys, we have 40 minutes to shower and change and get to the restaurant for Frank and Don's going away dinner."
Vic's lay back on the bed panting. "We have to shower?"
"Yes, piglet we do. Eric wasn't planning on this being a sex party; we have to show some restraint once in awhile. The room lost it at Joe's straight line.
"Do you guys know where this place is? We called and said we would come but I never had a chance to ask where it was." Bruce looked at the four sweaty men. Bill sucked down the rest of his beer and nodded yes.
"Yeah, we can get you there, it's over by our place, and of course, we're hiding out here today, figure. Can you guys shower and meet us in the lobby in 20 minutes?"
Bruce pushed Steve toward the door. "Sure, if we shower together, we can do it." Steve turned around in amazement.
"Are you kidding, we're never on time when we shower together."
"There's a first time for everything."
"That's what you said 20 years ago to get me to sit on the oversized salami you have between your legs."
"Ha, ha, now move it. We'll se ya in the lobby. We'll be the ones in leather." Bruce slapped Steve's bare ass hard to get him to move down the hall. Bill and Steve hurried out of the room toward the room they were sharing as Vic and Joe scurried into motion. Vic was still wound up over the fucking he had gotten that his dick was still rock hard and bulging out the front of his leather uniform pants when they met the guys in the lobby 20 minutes later.
The semi-intimate going away surprise dinner for Frank and Don that Marsh and Jack had planned with Eric quickly grew to 50 people. The restaurant changed game plans and set up a serving line with food as fast as they could cook it. Don was a sobbing emotional wreck when the party began breaking up nearly four hours later, as men headed out for a night on the bars. He sat at a corner table with Tom and Red as the two consoled him.
Frank stood in another corner with Eric and Tom Pratt. He pulled a letter out of his vest pocket and handed it to Eric.
"What's this?"
"A check for the lot we discussed. I decided to build a little house in your village, so we have a place to always come back to."
"You're always welcome with us."
"I know that, but I like the idea of what you are doing and the feeling I get from the men who are planning to be a part of it. You're one of my oldest friends Stout. I don't know what I'll do without you, but I don't ever want to lose touch. I have plans drawn up and will go over everything with you and your nutty office duo over there before we leave. Oh, and it's a surprise for Don, he doesn't know yet." He shook Eric's hand and hugged the musclefreak.
"I'll miss ya Frank. We been slogging around the leather community for 25 years, that's a long time."
"All the more reason to remain in touch. Marsh knows which lot I want. Oh good grief, I better go pick up Don before he cries himself into hysterics. We'll talk more this weekend. Thanks again for all of this, it means a lot."
"You're welcome." Frank crossed the crowded room to sit near Don, Tom and Red.
Bill and Steve walked over and shook Eric's hand. "Great party buddy. We appreciate what you're doing for Frank and Don." Bill also fished an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Eric. Eric looked confused.
"It's an additional payment for the next small lot. We're expanding the house as our primary home."
"Wow, that's great guys, we'll work out the details next week." Tom Pratt draped a thick arm over Eric's wide shoulders and squeezed.
"See buddy, what did I tell you five years ago about your little development idea. I said, you build a gay village, and they will come."
Bill laughed in agreement. "But with these horny hunks, it's more like, build it and they will cum. Well, it's almost eleven, we're heading out to the bars. You guys coming out?" Eric shook his head no.
"Nah, I want to spend some time with Tom and these guys, having a quiet drink." Bill was about to respond when a ruckus broke out at the corner table. They all looked over to see, two uniformed cops hugging and kissing Frank and Don.
Eric and Tom Pratt laughed. "And that would be the other two loose Chicago cannons, Jim and Al. They had to work tonight, probably just got off."
"Figuratively, or literally?" Pratt asked.
"With those two, who knows?"
"Look, I better go find Dan. He's probably helping in the kitchen. What a nutcase. If he isn't bugging me for sex or working out, he's cooking. But I love him. We'll se ya back at the hotel for drinks in about 40 minutes."
Eric exchanged a few words with Marsh and Jack and headed for the group at the corner table. He hugged Jim and Al and groped Al until the big cop began showing hard. Al broke free to trot off to greet another old friend.
Jim shook Eric's hand. "How's it going big guy?" Eric smiled and nodded toward his Tom.
"Good, couldn't be better. How's it going for you guys?"
"Great. We do need to talk with you this weekend though." Eric looked concerned. "We've decided to build a place with you too. We're going to share it with my ex-wife and her lover, alternate weekends, whatever works. Thought it would be nice for a retreat. Al needs the quiet more all the time. Not sure he can keep up this pace much longer."
"Hmm, well, we are glad to have you as a resident in our little village but what's this about Al?"
"Oh nothing wrong, we just don't feel like we're all that connected to the gay circuit groups and we prefer our little groups of friends. We got very settled a few years ago and really like it. Al's quite the father to my son. Or mother, I'm not sure which." Eric hugged Jim and grabbed Al as he scurried by again.
"This has been quite an evening. Two more houses being added, one is getting bigger and we've hardly advertised. I feel all warm and fuzzy."
Al struggled to support Eric's big frame. "More like incredibly hot and furry."
"So you guys coming over to the hotel for a drink?" The two cops agree but asked when. "Oh, now, I just need to get Tom's attention and we'll head back, let's see." Eric pulled the remote from his pocket and pressed a button. Almost immediately, Tom's back straightened and his huge bare chest pushed forward. He announces it's time to get back to the hotel as he walked quickly toward Eric. Tom's cock is pushing for freedom from his jock and Eric simply smiled evilly. "Ahh, the wonders of modern electronics." The two huge lovers headed out the door with their arms around each other. And Eric's hand down the back of Tom's shorts.
Bob squeezed the bags behind the truck seat and waited for Dave to come down. The muscular teenager was soon bounding out the front door, locking it behind him. His chest bounced as he hit the steps and the quads strained against the tight black jeans.
"Sorry, I wanted to let my mother have the phone number of where we would be staying."
"Good idea, how is she?"
"Good. She is adjusting to life on her own, has a job lined up and they are making arrangements for her to share a house with another woman who went through the program. My stepfather tried to crash the shelter twice but is spending the night in jail as a consequence. Asshole."
"That's behind you now. Time to make your own life work." He rubbed the round full biceps on Dave's arm and admired the thick full roundness of Dave's chest and upper body. "That T-shirt looks real good, son."
"Thanks, it's that old one you said didn't fit you anymore." Dave looked at his reflection in the window of the truck and seemed to like what he saw. Bob groaned a sigh of lust as Dave caught sight of the lengthening tube of meat forming in his jeans. "Hmm, I have some power here."
"Yeah, right. Get that butt in the truck." The two men rumbled along the highways into Chicago. They took the opportunity to learn more about each other, including Bob's concerns still over his getting naked with such a young man. Dave reminded him he was now out of high school, began working in the natural foods store full-time next week and would hopefully, be taking a class or two at a small college this fall.
"Besides, may I remind you that I fucked you and you have yet to fuck me. I want that big dick of yours up my ass before the weekend is over." Bob squirmed behind the steering wheel and adjusted his painful hardon. They drove along Lakeshore with Bob pointing out sights he thought Dave might enjoy. The humpy teen was trying hard to control his excitement but the idea of his first road trip with a gay man he found hot, was obviously having a not so small effect. Bob reached over and cupped a handful of hard chest, tweaking a knobby nipple and sent low moans through the young man.
He turned off the highway and headed in the direction of Boys Town to give Dave a quick driving tour of the new scene in his life. As they cruised down Halstead and Broadway, Dave drooled over the hot men wandering the streets. He remarked that he never expected so many gay men in one place.
"Well, they are not all from Chicago. This weekend is International Mr. Leather and Bear Pride weekend."
"What?" Bob explained the two events as he parked his truck in the spot left for him at the apartment building where they were to stay for the weekend. By the time they unloaded their bags and got to their host's apartment, Dave was in extreme heat over the thought of so many men gathered to share their passion and desires.
"Who are the guys who live here?" Dave watched Bob unlock the door with the key he had conveniently on his key ring. "And why do you have a key?"
"They're old friends, who I have known for quite some time, and with whom I stay when I visit. It's easier this way and yes, I have sex with them when they let me. You'll like them. Big, lots of muscle, a little scary when you first see them but they are really great guys. And they are down at the hotel for IML." He showed Dave the note from the table inside the door. "So the place is ours for now, guest room is back here." Dave picked up a frame on a table and whistled.
"Is this them?"
"Yep, scary huh?" Dave's eyes were wide with lust.
"No, hot." Bob looked over as Dave examined the picture closer. The big pecs were flexing and the nipples extremely erect. The bulge in the basket was not to be overlooked. The kid was in deep heat overdrive. He put the picture down, followed Bob into the guestroom, quietly put his bag down and grabbed Bob. The two men fell onto the bed as Dave smothered the older men with wet kisses. They kissed and felt each other's hot bodies through their clothes before Bob pushed him back.
"We have plenty of time to spend together naked this weekend. Let's grab some lunch and head downtown to the Leather Market. I think you'll like that. It doesn't look very pleasant out, so so much for tank tops. Oh well, I'll just have to show you off in that snug T-shirt. Never mind, with the size of that basket, they'll never notice those pecs.
Dave worked to adjust his thick semi-hard cock in his jeans. "I can't help it. It has a mind of its own. Maybe if I pee?"
"I'm not complaining." Bob watched the tight round butt head into the bathroom. He let out a sigh of relief and adjusted his own hard dick. He looked in the mirror at his reflection. Not bad, but he still had a hard time believing this kid could be interested in him. Dave came out of the bathroom and Bob took his turn. Dave was running his hands through his short hair as Bob came out.
"You don't think this hair is, too, well, foofy?" Bob looked at the handsome young man and the perfect short blond hair, straight white teeth and bright blue eyes. A sharp pain went from his heart to his hard.
"No, not at all. Dave you are an extremely attractive young man. And what makes you more attractive is the fact that you don't seem to notice it or care all that much. I've never seen any sign of egotistical circuit queen in you, you are so low key it's wonderful."
"Circuit queen?" Bob smiled and laughed.
"I'll explain over lunch, let's go."
"I don't have a whole lot of cash, so can we keep it cheap?" Bob kissed the young full lips.
"I know that, and I planned accordingly." They settled in for a light lunch at a small cafe that allowed them an eye to the sidewalk traffic. Dave's heading was constantly scanning the goings-on and amusing the older man with his non-stop questions. Bob spent the rest of the afternoon showing Dave around the shops and streets of Chicago's Boys town. Dave was like a small child in a candy shop drooling over not only the men he saw but also all the gay related paraphernalia. He had no idea the community in which he now found himself was so vast. The men walking the streets were not shy about noticing the buff young man who had a difficult time accepting the fact that they found him so interesting.
They stood outside one gift shop across the street from one of the gay bars as Dave's mouth dropped again for the hundredth time. Outside the bar stood a collection of bears and leather men waiting for their respective shuttle buses.
"Wow, all sizes and shapes, something for everyone. I had no idea." Dave stared at the men on the opposite corner.
"Uh, well, the correct word is WOOF, and I think they know you're interested." Bob looked longingly at Dave's protruding basket.
"I can't help it. It's starting to really hurt too. Can we go back to the apartment before we go downtown? I think I want to change, it's sort a cool." Bob shrugged and headed back to the building only a couple of blocks way. The moment they got inside the door, Dave turned to hug the beefy man and hold them together in a long kiss. Bob leaned back and shook his head. "I need to get off before we go back out, otherwise, I don't know what will happen." He dropped to his knees and unzipped the older man's tight jeans. Bob's half-hard cock flopped out and immediately disappeared down Dave's horny throat. Bob struggled to drag Dave to the bedroom to get naked. Dave's hands were everywhere and less than 10 minutes they were covered in thick puddles of cum. Bob reached over to the bottom of the nightstand and grabbed a towel.
"Good ol' Steve, always prepared." He wiped the thick gobs from the two of them. As their eyes met, Bob felt a twinge in his chest. "So tell me Dave, with all these men running around here, and all the men who I am sure shop the store, why me? You could have any of them." Dave's face went red and he pulled the older man to his side.
"Why you huh? Well, I am a little embarrassed to say this but it's always been you."
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe since the first time you really began talking with me in the store, you always treated me with respect and kindness, always had a smile for me, never came on and treated me like a piece of meet. And when I needed help, you stepped up to help and never thought twice about it. I watched you talk with your friends; there was just something different and better about you. And I started to hope you would still be there when I had the courage to confront my sexual identity and come out.'
"You're kidding?"
"No, the first time I saw you in the store, you were in a cutoff sweatshirt and hotshorts. I thought I would drop a load right there. You were polite and never noticed my staring or following you around the store. Then, the next time you came in you were in jeans and I was disappointed not to be able to see your legs. Then there was the time you shaved your beard and I was devastated. What?"
"That was two years ago. I can't believe I didn't realize this."
"As long as you realize it now."
To be continued, comments - suggestions? lennoxbear@aol.com