G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 8 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 you are offended by such material, 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.
The two mountains of muscle flagging down the cab were enough to make the driver drop a load in his tight jeans. He screeched to a halt in front of the two men, much to the anger of several following motorists. At first glance, all he could see were the enormous oversized quads covered in leather on the one guy and quads even more cut damned near splitting a pair of leather shorts. The bigger guy swung the door open as the younger guy in shorts crawled over the rear seat.
"Congress Hotel buddy." The ancient Ford creaked under the weight of the musclefreaks in the back seat. The driver looked at his own pumped 18 inch arms flaring out of his tight white T-shirt and suddenly felt very inadequate.
"Sure thing." He watched in amazement as the two men, peeled off the tight T-shirts they had been wearing and strapped their Sam Browns back in place over the indescribable mounds of pec muscle. "You guys in town for that leather thing or a bodybuilding contest?"
"Yep. OH, IML now and contest later." Tom smiled and flexed his shoulders to get his shoulder strap back into place. The driver swerved at the sight of the mountainous traps on the young man. "You going to IML?"
"Uh, no, I ain't gay. You guys gay?"
"Yep." Bigger smile from Tom. Eric leaned in the corner watching the conversation unfold. He loved how matter of fact Tom had become these last two years with all he had been through and loved even more his total lack of attitude.
The driver tried to turn around and look at them but couldn't in the heavy evening traffic. "No way. I have a lot of gay customers and I ain't never seen two men as big as you guys. You're pulling my leg."
"No, we're gay, really. But if you're legs are anything like your chest and arms, we'd be happy to pull them." The driver laughed as Eric rolled his eyes at Tom's brashness.
"How did you guys get so big, really? I kill myself to get a fraction of an inch. What's your secret?"
"I have a real slave driver of a trainer here." Tom twists Eric's big nip.
"Operative word is slave." Eric offers.
"I follow a strict diet, tons of supplements and a really unique herbal stack that a doctor friend works out for us."
"This doctor from Chicago? I'd love to try it."
"No about two and a half hours south of here. Want to meet him?"
"Yeah, for real. I'd try anything to be your size. We're almost at the hotel. Let me ditch the cab." He rolled to a stop and parking place that Eric thought for sure would get him ticketed. He was out of the car and opening the door for them in seconds flat. His eyes widened as Eric's massive frame emerged from the Crown Vic's sofa sized rear seat. "Jeez, holy fucking shit, how big are you?" Eric smiled.
"I'm 6'5" and 295. Tom here is my son. He's 6'3" now and maybe a skinny 275. " He pulled out his wallet and the cabbie waved him off.
"If this doc is willing to help me, I'll, well, I don't know how I'll repay you. I'm Buck by the way." Tom and Eric shook his hand and admired the beefy six-footer.
"He looks a lot like you did when we first met two years ago." Buck staggered back against the cab.
"He's not your real son and you did all this in two fucking years. Oh heaven, I'll do anything." Eric turned him toward the hotel entrance.
"Down boy, come on. We're meeting the guys for a drink." Buck followed Tom and Eric into the lobby of the hotel trying to flex and feel less like a wimp. "You want a beer Buck?" The cabbie coughed at the smoke in the lobby and shook his head yes. Tom went to buy beers as Eric pointed to a group of men in the most smoke free part of the lobby. Men in all sizes and shapes, many huge muscle types themselves stepped aside as Eric walked through, Buck hiding behind him. "Let me introduce you to our friends. This is Red, Darrell and Ron, Marsh and Jack, Kyle and Mark, Mike and Doug, Jim and Al, and yes, they are real Chicago cops, Frank and Don, Bill and Steve, you might recognize those bald mugs, they're from here, Bruce and Steve from Pittsburgh and this is Dan and Dr. Tom Pratt. This is Buck guys, our taxi driver. He's straight so try to be polite."
Tom had returned and handed a beer to Buck who looked from one beefy man to the next and visibly shook. "You all like workout together?" Red explained the gym and the routine they all followed. He also explained that some of the guys were missing, having already turned in for the night. Tom Pratt began asking him all about his workouts, diet and lifestyle. Buck's eyes scanned side to side in the hotel. He finally looked back at Tom and whistled.
"You could compete and beat any man I know of right now." Eric put his arm around Tom and kissed him.
"I'm getting him ready for a contest in a few weeks, along with Red here."
"Man I feel like a total shrimpy, scrawny fucker next to you guys." Tom quickly pointed out his very good muscular body and the fact that lots of men in the room were staring at him in his tight black jeans and skintight shirt. He told Buck what they probably would like very much to do him by whispering in his ear. Buck's face went beet red. "I ain't never had a dick up my ass." A beefy musclebear passing behind mumbled something about letting him be the first. "Maybe I should go." Tom Pratt stopped him.
"No, don't let them bother you. If you're serious about putting on muscle, I can help, but I buy all my supplements, through....hmm, a small natural foods, well I'll be, store at home. And there's Dave from the store now, with Bob." Buck looked at two more muscular men, one very young, walking toward the group. Here's my card, call and make an appointment to come down."
Eric handed Buck his card. "If you want to come down and get the whole idea and do the contest, you can stay with us. Tom won't bite, but I will." Buck looked nervous. "I'm kidding. What do I owe ya for the cab?"
"Nothing. I think you just about changed my life here. I'll call. I'd love to see this dude whip ass on stage in a contest. I better get back on duty. Thanks guys, nice meeting you all. Enjoy Chicago and if ya need a cab, just ask for Buck." They watched the hot muscle butt saunter out of the lobby, seemingly unaware of the horny men ready to pounce his ass.
Marsh looked questioningly at Eric. "Do you think that poor guy can handle a weekend in the middle of all of us?"
Eric waved his beer bottle. "Sure. I think it's about time we had a token straight man to call a buddy, don't you?"
"I'll wait until after he sits on my face to let you know. How do you think he will react to all the construction in your gay compound?"
"If he asks, I'll tell him. Otherwise, it will look like any other forested, secluded development, especially since we now have something like eight houses being built. Conversation turned to the construction plans of many of the guys sitting around the group of friends. Each offered their ideas to make their unit a viable village. Talk swung from leather decor to Martha Stewart and back, landscaping to preserve the natural beauty of the woodsy setting and control of pets. It was headed to becoming a dog haven. As the friends chatted and joked about the village to be, no one noticed as Tom and Eric snuck off to the elevator. The two muscle freaks entered the empty car and Tom's knees almost immediately buckled.
"You and that damned remote."
"Oops, sorry. Didn't mean to turn it up quite that high." Eric backed Tom against the elevator wall and kissed him full and hardon the mouth. His arms closed around the perfect specimen and began massaging the deep muscles of the younger man's back. Tom's breath escaped in a long sigh of intense contentment. "Work my nips son." Tom's hands immediately moved to the two huge hard knobs of flesh pointing downward from Eric's wall of muscle. He felt Eric's hot breath on his neck as the big man growled and the elevator stopped on their floor. They walked down the hallway to their room. Eric had Tom naked before they reached the door. Two men coming around the corner stopped to watch the naked man and the partially leather clad man completely lost in a passionate kiss in the hallway. Eric smiled and nodded their way. "Evening gentlemen." The door closed as the two men hurried back to their room inspired to another sexual romp of their own. Tom dropped to his knees to undo Eric's chaps and jock strap. The muscle master stood above his lustful naked son dressed in only boots and harness. His thick long cock hung over Tom's shoulder as the young man sucked his dad's balls. Eric reached down and pulled Tom's hands up to resume working his pumped nipples.
Bill and Steve were lost in conversation with Bob and Dave on how the two men had spent their afternoon and evening. Dave was overcome with excitement and passion surrounded by the types of men that set his needs on fire, again. Dave openly told their heavily muscled hosts about their return to the apartment to change before heading downtown to the Leather Market and dinner. He happily revealed he had always had a crush on Bob and how that crush was now love and a deep desire to be with this man. Their quick moment of getting off turned into two hours of body exploration with Bob doing most of the exploring of Dave's willing body.
Bob looked at the love in Dave's eyes when he admitted he had been watching him for two years and deeply kissed the shaking man. He told him he no longer needed to be nervous or concerned about the two of them as he began kissing and licking Dave from his neck to his toes and back. He avoided the teenager's hard abnormally huge cock. It seemed to be bigger than a few minutes before. Dave let his emotions go as Bob made total passionate love to him. Dave never realized how sensitive his chest was. Bob had him writhing for more as his nipples burned with the heat of Bob's lips and teeth. His balls felt like they were swelling to the size of oranges as the older man sucked and pulled on them.
Then Bob turned him over onto his stomach. He laid his heavy muscular body on the boy's and kissed the back of the thick neck. Dave felt Bob's cock rest between his asscheeks and felt a new feeling of wanton desire filling his soul. Bob tongued every muscle cut on the broad back moving down, skipping the muscular bubble butt to massage and lick the blond furry legs. Dave heard himself gasping with each new sensation. And then Bob stopped. Dave turned his head to look at the bearded furry man straddling his legs.
"Something wrong?"
"No. You are absolutely perfect. I just need a moment to appreciate that." Bob leaned over and kissed each round hard cheek then began to ever so slowly work his tongue to the center of Dave's desire. Dave was lost between moans and groans. He drove his butt back and up to meet Bob's face. Bob grabbed Dave's cock and balls by the base and used them as a control to eat Dave's perfect virgin butt. Spit dripped down over Bob's hand and the length of Dave's immense tool. Twenty minutes of slurping had Dave begging to be fucked. Bob slowly worked a finger, then two into the tight hole. Dave reacted with only short moments of pain then returned to moaning and begging. Three fingers caused him to tense his body, warning Bob that he might cum. Bob worked to get a rubber on to his dick with his free hand as he continued to lube the young man's hole.
Bill and Steve listened intently, their owns tools hardening as Dave told the story of his losing his ass hole virginity. Conversations around them revolved around the IML events and who would be the next IML, or who was shopping for what. Bob watched intently as Dave unashamedly told his friends what happened.
Eric slowly moved Tom toward the bed and carefully lay back to allow Tom full access to his cock, balls and tits. He raised his legs and held Tom's head at his butt. "Eat your dad's ass, son. Get me really hot." Tom drove his face between the huge tightly muscled legs as deeply as he could. Eric pressed the remote control and sent more vibrations through Tom's cock and balls. Tom whined and jerked his tongue deeper into Eric. He pushed the big man back and spread his legs wide. Eric wrapped his arms around his knees and directed Tom to continue to eat his ass and work his tits. Another notch on the remote. Tom felt the heat moving from his nuts to the end of his dick and down to his own hungry asshole. Eric rubbed his hard cock over the top of Tom's shaved head. The young man moaned with intense need.
Bob straddled Dave's butt and guided his hard dick toward its target. Dave thrust his butt up and before Bob could warn him of the sharp initial pain, the head of his cock shot past Dave's tight sphincter. Bob couldn't tell immediately if the garbled noise Dave was making from the pillow was pain or fear. Bob stopped his forward progress and Dave yelled NO. He thrust his hips again and more of the older man's big dick slid in.
"We don't have to do this if you don't want. I can stop."
"No, this IS what I want, please fuck me daddy." Bob braced his arms on the bed on either side of Dave's head. Dave began licking Bob's left hand as the cock slowly pushed in to the hot wet hole. Bob was all the way in and Dave lay on the bed sweating and panting.
Eric held Tom's head between his quads and squeezed slightly knowing this only made Tom hornier. "You ready to fuck your old man? You going to show me what that electronic dick can do? Slam me Tom. Pay me back for all those long hours in the gym pushing you to lift. Fuck my ass the way I pump your body." Tom felt a cold tube of lube being slid into his hand. He felt his head released from its muscular quadlock and straightened up to grease his long hard, throbbing vibrating dick. Eric lifted his ass higher and taunted Tom.
Tom knelt between the legs of the man he adored as his master and aimed his cock. The giant mushroom head slid in to the hot space. Eric was on fire. The hot hole sucked Tom in in one smooth motion. Tom closed his eyes in the reverie of the moment and felt Eric's callused hands begin working his tits.
"Oh fuck Eric, make my tits scream."
Bob slowly began pulling back out, as Dave whimpered no. "I have to pull out to push back in, that's how it works."
"It feels so good, so full, so big. Do you feel this when my dick is in you?"
"Davey." Bob pushed back in. "Your dick is bigger than mine, it's so big you batter my tonsils." He ground his hips against the perfect bubble butt and felt Dave shudder. "You cumming."
"No, it just feels so, so incredibly right. Fuck me, please."
Tom pulled back and felt Eric's ass suctioning him back, then he felt another jolt of shock. He reacted by slamming back into his master's ass.
"I didn't tell you to pull out. Fuck me Tom."
"Oh fuck Eric, turn that damned thing all the way up and let's see what happens." Tom felt the shocks move from his dick to his whole body and finally to Eric. He bent Eric over double and slammed pelvic pushups against the bigger man's hard ass. Eric could feel the vibrations and shocks of the unit in his ass. Tom's cock was harder and thicker. Sweat dripped from Tom onto Eric's furry chest. Tom's nips were longer and harder than ever as Eric's fingers twisted the pierced wonders.
Bob increased tempo and soon had Dave bucking in rhythm to his driving cock. He straightened up and pulled Dave onto his hands and knees in a smooth move to keep his dick embedded in its happy space. He gripped Dave's thin waist and began pummeling the now loose boy. He could hear Dave's cock slapping against the brick like abs. Bob pictured that big dick flopping in tempo to the fucking and felt his desire heat up more. Dave straightened up as best he could and held onto the headboard. He begged Bob to rape his tits. Bob's hands found the young nipples and began twisting. He discovered early on that Dave's nips were super sensitive and the young man began to buck back harder, letting Bob's cock slam in deeper.
Tom thought the bed was going to collapse from the weight of the two muscleheadz as they fucked with total abandonment. The frame squeaked and the headboard wobbled against the wall. He heard voices in the next room cheering them on. Damned Joe and Vic, fucking like rabbits in the next room. Tom looked down at Eric's face. His eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open. The man was totally at peace and seemed to be lost in desire. The steel blue eyes opened and locked onto Tom's green. Tom recognized the twinkle and felt Eric's ass convulse as gobs of thick cum sprayed from the monster cock lodged between them. Eric's ass clenched and broke Tom's concentration. Tom felt his cock swell and rapidly shoot load after load for a good two minutes. Gobs of Eric's cum hung from Tom's flexing pecs, streaked the gray in Eric's goatee and soaked into the sheets on either side of them. Tom arched his back and felt another jolt from the remote. His cock sent even more cum deep into Eric. Tom froze until he was sure it had ceased, then slowly pulled out and collapsed onto Eric's cum streaked chest. Eric's huge legs crushed around Tom's tight waist.
Bob dropped and wrapped his arms tightly around Dave. His cock was harder than it had ever been and was firing rounds of thick goo. Dave squealed as he felt the thrust of the ejaculating dick deep inside his body. Bob kissed the back of Dave's neck. "You didn't cum did you?" Dave feebly shook his head no. Bob pulled his still hard dick from Dave's ass, under protest and rolled the man over onto his back. The big dick bounced off the tight abs. Bob straddled the hard meat and impaled his ass. Dave tensed and pushed his hips up. Bob felt the fire of hot cum deep in his bowels and twisted the now swollen nips.
Tom fought for breath as his cock slowly relaxed. A deep, dark hollow voice whispered into his ear. "It's my turn now." Tom's eyes shot open as Eric relaxed his legs and Tom rolled to his back. Eric's dangerously huge dick was still rock hard. The veins stood out like a carving on a statue. Tom's mouth fell open. Eric knelt between Tom's legs and spread them wide. "Payback's a bitch."
Dave and Bob bid Bill and Steve good night in the lobby of the hotel as they headed back to Bill and Steve's apartment. Bill and Steve were chasing each other naked down the hall of the hotel. Dave's story had them dripping wet. The door slammed shut as the two men fell into a heated heap on the already torn apart bed.
The next morning a very tired motley crew gathered at Quads for their traditional IML/Bear Pride workout. The men looked at each other and laughed. How could a group of men, all in relationships, be this tired from sex? Three hours later, a pumped, rejuvenated gaggle of muscle freaks gathered for lunch. The waitress saw them coming and alerted the kitchen staff.
The rest of the weekend fell into the same pattern - sex, shopping, eating, sex, shopping, eating. Bill and Steve had gone back to their apartment Saturday evening and found themselves worn out from trying to keep up with Bob and Dave. The more beefy men around Dave the more infused with energy he became. Sunday evening following the contest and dinner, Bob nursed a beer in the corner of a hospitality suite Marsh had arranged. Tom came over to ask Bob how Dave had enjoyed the weekend. They watched the young man bounce from person to person like a young pup.
Bob took a deep breath. "He's going to kill me with sex? I don't think I can keep up." Eric came by as Bob was sharing his concerns.
"Sure you can keep up, you just have to keep finding new tricks to keep the pup occupied." He smiled at Bob and Tom.
Tom looked slyly as Bob. "We broke his latest toy last night."
The tired horny band regrettably left the fun of IML on Monday morning and drove in a little caravan back home. The group now included Bob and Dave. The teenager was high on his first big major gay outing and it was everything Bob could do to get him to relax and not be constantly sucking dick. Tom and Eric followed at the end of the group on their Harleys. They were happy to just cruise along and enjoy the warm day. Eric watched Tom on his bike. The big man was a natural. The thick full quads fill the chaps and faded black jeans. New frays in the material formed over the weekend from the addition of two leg workouts. Tom's wide shoulders and lat flare made the leather jacket look like a skin tight T-shirt. He drove along with the zipper open to reveal the deeply cut pecs and smooth tanned muscle. Eric's nuts swelled at the thought of his hot boy vibrating on that mechanical monster.
To the surprise of both men, no one pulled away from the caravan. Instead of dropping off one by one to go to their respective homes or apartments, they pulled into the long drive leading to Tom and Eric's, it became apparent the group behind their backs had hatched another plan. Tom pulled his bike to a halt at the first lot driveway. Nestled back among the trees were all the pieces of the log home that was to be built for Red, Darrell, and Ron. He caught up with Eric and the gang at the garage.
"The materials for every house so far have been delivered. This whole site will be awash with construction crews tomorrow morning."
"Can't slip nothing by you, good grief can those pecs get any bigger." Marsh stepped up to explain that he and Jack had worked to speed up construction plans and dates. The apartment building could be 90% complete by mid-September. More perspective tenants were calling daily and at this rate the building could be leased out by mid-June. The original 12 lots were all sold and every construction plan finished. Eric hugged them on their hard work.
"I'm amazed, but why did you all come here? He lugged his bag to the front door and the crowd followed in behind."
"That's easy." Red said as he stripped off his t-shirt and dropped his jeans to reveal a new Speedo. "We were all having such a good time in Chicago that we didn't want it to end. You have the pool and grill, so I called Dell to make arrangements for a cookout. The gym is closed and if you go into your kitchen, everything will be ready. Dell will be here shortly to cook. We're actually a little ahead of schedule."
Darrell was next to strip to a white Speedo that obscenely exposed the huge black snake at his crotch. "Frank and Don will also be here. Bruce and Steve have delayed their return to Pittsburgh and were renting a car. Everything is taken care of guys; for once you can just relax. Go put suits on, or stay naked, we don't mind."
"Hey, out of the way. Hot cook coming through." Dell pushed his way through all the muscle. He carried two huge shopping bags. "Just a few last minute items. Did you guys have a good time?" Richard followed along, limping slightly.
"You better say yes, cause we acted out every scenario he thought possible. Is Tom Pratt here, I need a painkiller. Help."
Eric and Tom watched in bewilderment as their friends all wandered to the kitchen, deck and pool. Within minutes the place was buzzing with naked or near naked men having a good time. The two lovers walked up to their room to change. Mike and Doug ran in in the nude and thanked them for the wonderful weekend. Tom chuckled and shook his head.
"We have a very strange group of friends."
"Would you have it any other way?" Eric took Tom in his hands and kissed him. "I do have one thing I need to show you. I hadn't planned on all of this so we need to sneak away for a few minutes. Come on." He led Tom back downstairs. The two road off on Eric's Harley, back down the drive a short distance to one of the new driveways. Eric leaned the bike into the turn following the new road up the rolling hill deeper into the wooded site. Another hidden turn led them deeper into the forest, into an area where they had hiked once or twice. Eric stopped the bike at the crest of a hill over looking a lake surrounded by trees and serenity.
"Wow, I forgot how beautiful this is." Tom put his arm around Eric's waist as they walked to a small crest overlooking the lake.
"I had wanted this to be a surprise for you when you won the contest in two weeks, but thanks to Marsh and Jack, we've had to move up the plans. And that's a good thing."
"I haven't "won" the contest yet."
"I have no doubt you will, you're the biggest most perfect muscle freak I know and with no Steroids."
"Just 'ol Dc Pratt's magic herbs." Eric smiled and kissed Tom.
"So what's all this mystery?"
"This is the site of our new home. I bought all the land around this lake a couple of weeks ago, got a good deal. Marsh is pretty amazing. Hmm, I can tell by the look in those eyes, you are lost. I decided to build us a new house, with deck and pool and all the stuff we have now, only better."
"I like the house, why?"
"I'm retiring next year. I have more than enough money to satisfy me and can live off the interest. I have the man I totally love and adore; I wanted something a bit more comfortable. Don't be mad."
"I'm not mad, just surprised. What will you do with that house?"
"It's going to become a bed and breakfast, run by Mike and Doug."
"They knew about all of this?" Eric shyly nodded yes. "I can't believe all of this was going on and I didn't know, how dumb am I?"
"Not dumb. You run a gym, help me run the security and data company, and have been working those big balls off to get ready for this contest. That's a lot on anyone's plate. You're mad?"
"No, no. I'm overwhelmed. And I am so incredibly in love with you it sometimes hurts. I can't stand not being with you. I'll do whatever you ask."
"Anything?" Eric's eyes closed to evil slits. Tom kissed him deeply and groped the monster cock still encased in the tight black jeans. "Wellllllll, maybe now isn't a good time to tell you that your parents are coming to live here."
To be continued - comments, suggestions? lennoxbear@aol.com