G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 12 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.
Dave lounged in the truck as Bob drove home. They had had to hustle to check out in time from the hotel after their hot time with Joe and Vic. Bob watched the muscular young man stretch and twist in the passenger seat dressed in shorts and T-shirt. His long legs were beautifully etched in muscles and veins. The more than ample basket formed a large lump in the denim shorts even though they were a bit on the loose side.
"Tired?"
"A bit. I was just thinking how little sleep we actually got last night. Dr. Pratt and Dan are having that party for Tom and Red, so we don't really have time for a nap. Or the other."
"Other?" Dave blushed and ran his hand over Bob's thigh up to his dick. "Stop it. I'm driving."
"I can't help it. It's like all my emotions have been set free and I can be the person I truly want to be around you. Then that whole scene with Joe and Vic. Wow. Is it always like this? And what's it going to be like when all the guys move into Eric's little village? Sex will be everywhere."
"No, not in the real world. Not that there aren't guys who are always out there looking for and having sex but the majority of people have real jobs and don't have time to drop their pants and fuck every time a hot man crosses their path. I think initially when guys start moving into the village, there will be sex but that may taper off in time. I'm not sure I can keep up with you anyway." Dave gave him an evil grin.
Bill and Steve cleaned up the apartment after their brunch for their buddies. Bill was taking a break on the balcony and watching the crowd on the busy street below. He stretched his big arms over his head and flexed his back from side to side. The small black shorts he was wearing barely covered the big muscle butt. He had long since lost his tank top to allow his buddies to pinch his nips as they pleased and he liked. Steve walked out with cups of coffee and groped the horse cock showing in the shorts.
"I am going to miss some of the city hustle but thinking about being able to be naked in our house so I can grab your dick whenever I want, has it's attractions."
"What makes you think you can grab my dick whenever you want?"
"You haven't stopped me yet in all these years." Bill nodded in agreement as the two men sat and relaxed, sipped coffee and held hands. "How long do you think it will be before we can move?"
"Well. Knowing Eric and Tom and their penchant for getting things done. We may be in for Christmas. I bet they will have construction crews working like an assembly line. Wonder what happened to them today anyway?"
"From what Red said, I bet they shanghaied Sam. Probably still having sex somewhere. Did you notice how much Sam looked like Eric, like they were related. So what time do we have to leave to make it to the party? And are we staying over?"
"We can leave in an hour or so. I still need to shower. We can stay in the apartment at Eric's."
"I still need to shower too. Shall we? Shower?" Steve got up and waited for Bill. Bill's cock was hard and obscene in the shorts. "Mmmmm, we definitely have to build a shower like Eric's."
Red sat between Darrell and Ron in the truck. He leaned and snoozed against Ron. The big man's arms draped over the broad shoulders and giving him access to play with the left nipple. Darrell would occasionally reach down from the steering wheel and rub the semi-erect cock in Red's jeans. The muscle pup would purr and snuggle against Ron. Darrell and Ron would smile at each other and watch the young man between them dream an obvious sexual fantasy as the fat cock got hard through the denim.
"Sorta like watching a dog chase rabbits in its sleep."
"What is the appointment he scheduled with Tom Pratt tomorrow?"
"Don't know, he didn't say. Don't forget we have to choose the final kitchen and bath fixtures tomorrow too. Marsh and Jack said the construction schedule is going into overtime so Eric can get as many of these houses done by the holidays as possible. I want to get a peek at the plans Eric had drawn up for their house. From what Marsh said, it is one spectacular log home. Not that I'd expect anything different. I don't know how we will get all this work done. Speaking of log, look at that basket."
"Red. Red buddy. Wow, he's zonked." Ron kissed the short man's shaved head and chuckled at the light snoring. "Guess he's storing up energy for the party."
"Or something else." Darrell adjusted his own stiffening dick in the tight jeans and drove on with his hand on Red's beefy warm thigh.
Mike, Doug, Kyle and Mark were on caffeine highs as they drove back in Doug's car. The four were excited about the contest wins that Eric and Red had posted. It was fueling them to all get to the gym and work out harder. They were also excited about the changes in their lives as the village came together with the apartment building and bed and breakfast. It meant some changes in lifestyle as they adjust to new roles and jobs. Doug was still planning to keep his job as a manager at Home Depot until things got settled around the B&B business. Mike couldn't fathom not being a trainer at the gym. Muscle fueled his life and helping other achieve their goals drove him harder. Kyle still had two years of college but was looking forward to splitting building management duties with Mark. Mark's college career only had one more year and beyond that he couldn't speculate. He didn't have the desire to necessarily stay put in the village like the rest but couldn't imagine being away from Kyle. They lounged in the back seat occasionally touching each other and wondering what the other two men would do if they just sucked each other off while they traveled.
Kyle lightly tickled the inside of Mark's thigh trying to get his hand inside the leg of his shorts to reach his dick. At first, Mark stopped him then just gave in and slouched so the wandering hand could reach its objective. Kyle squeezed the large balls as Mark bit his lip to keep from groaning. "So do you think I will ever get to be as big as Tom, we are brothers after all?"
Mike looked out the passenger window in the front seat. "I don't know. He seems to favour your father and you take after your mother who is thinner and doesn't have the beefy quality."
"So I don't have the genetics?"
"Maybe not to be that big, but still muscular. You gotta work for it though." Mike pointed out a gym in a plaza along the highway as Kyle's hand wrapped around Mark's prick. The beefy football player took a deep breath.
"Well, tomorrow, I am going to hit the weight like never before and get back on one of Tom Pratt's plans. Have to get over to the store and stock up with stuff from Dave. Can you picture Dave and Bob naked?" Mark whimpered yes.
Mike stretched his arms in the small car. "Yeah diet is a big part of it. What are you two doing back there? I keep hearing little gasps from Mark. For heaven sakes, just whip it out and suck him off. I'm next." Kyle looked at the back of Doug's head as he drove. Mark stopped Kyle's hand from exploring more. Kyle just shrugged his shoulders and unzipped his lover's shorts. Mike and Doug listened as Kyle worked on his lover's prick.
Mike reached over and fondled Doug's leg. "You hungry?"
"Not for food, but we're stopping anyway, as soon as I can find a place."
Tom pushed the seat back as far as it would go and got comfortable in the Lincoln's leather seats. He watched as Eric, dressed in T-shirt and shorts drove the route toward home. Even doing something as simple as driving a car, Eric was a mountain of muscle that constantly flexed. Tom studied the profile of the face and on down the massive body.
"What do you suppose brought us together?"
"Fate, why?" Tom smiled
"Well. Looking back over the last few years, I realize we crossed paths several times. I don't necessarily remember you ever paying much attention to me but somehow I managed to be in the right place at the right time."
"You think I had something to do with that?"
"I don't know, but I hope so. I love being yours."
"Thanks. I love you. And I admit I knew about you way before you hit the job market. Guess I always knew you were the one."
"What if David hadn't died?" Eric sighed deeply.
"We were going down hill. Things weren't working and it was just a matter of time. So, one way or another, you and I would have ended up together, I'm sorry to have lost David the way I did, but I don't think our relationship would have lasted."
"And us?"
"I'm hoping we're a lifetime thing. Why? You having second thoughts about something? Someone I should know about?"
"No, nothing like that. It's just that this all seems so natural, you and me. Everything feels so right that I sometimes have to sit back and think what things might be like if I hadn't met you. I'm not sure I can. You've become so much a part of me in such a short time that I can't fathom not being with you. We work so well together. We maintain a house together and well, I think about you during the day and the next thing I know, I have a hardon that I am trying to hide."
"Ditto." Eric smiles mischievously.
"Ditto? All you can say is ditto?"
"Tommy, there isn't a day that I am not thankful I met you. My world revolves around you in a way I don't think I can express. All I have to do is look at you and I get this swelling in my chest of emotions that is pretty damn overwhelming at times. As for sex. Well. It's hot, that's for sure, but if something happened and we couldn't have sex again, I wouldn't love you any less. Why are we talking about this?"
"I don't know. Our whole group is about friendships and relationships and we just don't seem to fit the rest of the gay stereotype. All these guys traveled to see Red and me compete, that's so cool. I don't know how to thank them."
"You'll think of something. Besides, wait until they all move into their new houses and we are living on top of them, or when we have our first Tupperware party, that might change your mind." Tom's eyes got big on that suggestion.
"Do you know how much work we have to do this week? All the construction charts have to be done by Friday. Who decided that?"
"I did. Marsh and Jack are whizzes at organization. Yes, you do have a lot of work to do and it has to be done by Friday morning."
Tom looks skeptically at Eric. "Why Friday morning?"
"Cause we leave for vacation Friday afternoon?"
"What? What vacation?"
"Provincetown. I booked things several weeks ago. We have a beachfront place for three weeks. And I have already made sure we can work from there if we have to, don't worry. You need to change your work habits a bit."
"What about the gym? What about the security company? And all the data cable installations?"
"You're management buddy. You have people to do all the physical stuff with the security and cable work. And don't worry about the gym. Red, Richard, Dell and Mike can run it. We work hard and I think we deserve some time away."
"Hmm, sex on the beach. OK, I'll go."
"Gee, thanks."
Tom and Eric were the last ones to arrive at the party. It had been moved to Tom Pratt's home away from Dan's restaurant. Everyone was in workout gear or jocks to celebrate Tom and Red's win in the contest. Tom and Eric excused themselves to change and reappeared in black jocks. It wasn't the intent to throw a party that went into a sexual heat but that was what began to happen. Slowly but surely jocks or shorts began to be stretched by growing hard cocks and groping became the thing to do. The friends were not shy at groping Tom or Red in the hope of getting the two bodybuilders to get naked. Tom's jock was tested by the huge dick but stayed in place mostly because Eric hadn't given Tom a sign he could go nude. Eric was busily engaged in conversation between good-natured tugs on the monster dick. He explained to his buds he was saving it for Tom later that night and that he just might throw a sex party when they returned from vacation. It had been a long time since the group had played together mostly because he felt strongly committed to Tom and also because he got feelings back from his friends that large groups scenes just might not be at the top of the list at the time.
Red was leaning against Darrell with his thick black arm across his massive chest as a hand played with a hard nip. He humped his butt against the hard black cock and watched as Ron got them something to eat. Ron walked back with the plates and looked at Red's glassy eyes.
"He's out there somewhere. Heaven only knows what sex scene is running through that little brain." Darrell worked to eat around Red who was reluctant to move from the hot body against which he was rubbing. "What's that rule? You have to wait 30 minutes after eating before having sex?"
"One can have sex and eat at the same time." Red grinned through his sandwich.
"OK, he is listening." The three men ate quietly while watching their buddies enjoy the party and the plentiful amounts of exposed flesh. Seeing Bill and Steve, both mountain of muscle in black jocks and workboots was an impelling sight. Bob was having problems controlling Dave, whose dick kept escaping his beat up, worn jock. Several of the men had opted for short spandex workout shorts and were testing the limits of the material. Dan, since he was doing the cooking, was busily playing host wearing nothing but an apron. His beefy furry muscle butt was getting its share of slapping.
Darrell carried their plates away, talking briefly with Tom Pratt. He walked back to where Red was still huddled against Ron. "Time for dessert men, this way." He walked toward the side door and out into the moonlit garden.
"But the dessert table is that way." Ron pointed toward the kitchen.
"Sometimes he is so dense." Red followed Darrell into a secluded part of the garden under a trellis. He placed Red's hand on the topsides of the trellis and instructed him not to let go. Ron finally caught on and dropped to his knees to bury his face in Red's round butt. Darrell bent down to the shorter man and kissed Red hard on the mouth. It didn't take Red long to feel the heat move through his beefy body. Darrell licked the shaved pits while Red licked his own softball-sized biceps. Darrell's hot tongue worked down to Red's protruding nipples and sucked them into sensitive points. Red's own spit dripped down his arms and onto his chest as Darrell worked his tits. Ron had his tongue deep inside Red's hot hole. The short pitbull bodybuilder moaned and began begging for dick up his ass.
"Not this time buddy, just lots of hot rubbing." Darrell kissed Red slowly and deeply again then began rubbing his cock filled jock against Red's straining mesh pouch. Ron stood up and slid his jock-covered cock between Red's buttcheeks. The two sweaty black lovers began sliding their wet bodies against Red in an alternating wave motion. Red's muscles were being massaged between the two humpy men. Ron reached around and worked Darrell's tits while Darrell worked his. The back of Ron's hands slid against Red's sore chest, sending waves of pleasure through the red man's upper body. Red's cock flopped out of his jock as Darrell's cock ground against it. The warm humid evening air had them dripping in sweat as they rubbed bodies and cocks against ass and balls.
The constant rubbing against his cock and balls coupled with the rough treatment of his tits had Red about to pop.
"You ready pup?" Darrell roughly ground against Red's heaving chest.
"Yes, sir."
"Drop the jock Ron and let go." Both men got their throbbing dicks free from their jocks just in time to cover both sides of Red's hanging writhing body in hot streams of juice. Darrell gripped Red's fat cock and stroke three times to get Red's load to shoot up and land on his massive square black pecs.
"Man, sirs, that was hot."
"We're not finished yet." Both men licked their loads from Red's salty sweaty body. Red's knees wobbled again as another load shot from his still hard cock. Darrell scooped Red's cum from his chest and held out his hand to feed the thick goo to his lover. Red slurped down the thick dessert greedily. Then he finished licking the rest of his load from Darrell's slabs of pecs. "That ought to hold you until we get home." Red slid his arms around his two lovers' waists as they walked back into the party.
"So are we having dessert or going home?" Red slid his hands down his lovers' butts and teased their hot holes at the same time. Darrell and Ron just looked at each other in unison.
"Home." Kyle and Mark overheard the comment and bust out laughing.
"Nice to know some things are always consistent." They continued their talk with Marsh and Jack as Tom Pratt excused himself to remind Red he had an appointment at 11:00 the next morning. Darrell and Ron looked concerned until Pratt said just a check to make sure Red was OK after the contest.
"Now if you excuse me again, I have to go find Dan who is probably face down over a table getting fucked by a band of roving dish-washers. If you're looking for Tom and Eric, they left. Tom was tired." He kissed the three men goodnight and watched as they walked toward their truck, dropping jocks along the way. What would the neighbours think?
Eric turned the light off in the bathroom and walked to the bed to find Tom snoozing on his side. He kissed the back of Tom's shaved head and lightly bit an ear. The soft warm light of the table lamp on the nightstand cast soft shadows over the muscles in Tom's relaxed body. He traced the muscles with his fingers kissing lightly until reaching the round butt. He licked the hard round flesh and bit softly. Tom sighed contentedly. Tom rolled to his back and smiled.
"Fuck?" Eric shook his head no and instead spent 20 minutes embracing in heated kissing. The two huge men were wrapped arm in arm, leg in leg as their hands explored the huge pecs, abs and cocks. The door was slightly ajar as Mike and Doug came home and walked down the hall. They glanced in and saw the lover's in a soft tender moment in warm evening light. Doug put his hand around Mike and hugged him close.
"Give you any ideas stud?" They walked to their room and carefully closed the door so as not to disturb Eric and Tom.
Tom cuddled against Eric as they lay on their sides on the bed. Another deep-contented sigh escaped the beefy young man. Eric turned off the lamp and got back against Tom's warm body. Tom raised his leg, found Eric's long dick and pulled it between his thighs.
They were still in that position when Mike and Doug got up the next morning for work. Mike nodded with his head for Doug to look into the bedroom. Eric and Tom were sleeping cuddled together with a sheet at their waists revealing the wide broad shoulders and backs. The two smiled at the sight and quietly headed for the kitchen. Doug no sooner walked into the room than Mike hugged him and kissed him hard.
"WOW."
"Well, I got inspired. I have to hope we look that good as a couple." Mike hugged Doug by the waist.
"You look that way as a couple. I still have a lot of work to do to even look half that size."
"I don't mean the muscle. I mean the contentment and comfort they have with each other. They are completely in tune with the other's feelings. I think that's cool."
"We're getting there. It's only been a few months. I think we've come a long way. I like where we are."
"Mmmmm, so do I, and the sex ain't bad either." Mike kissed Doug and slowly ground his cock against Doug's quickly stiffening prick. The two men were getting into some intense rubbing when Eric walked through the door, did an about face and walked out.
"Oops, sorry."
Mike ran after him and pulled him into the kitchen. "Since when are you shy and le.....oh." Eric was naked and sporting a long fat semi-hard morning dick.
"We thought you guys had left for work, sorry."
"That's OK, we enjoy seeing you naked, really.....enjoy it. Doug beamed as he made coffee. "Inspired us."
Eric got protein containers from the pantry. "Ahem, so I see. Maybe you need to go back upstairs and, you know."
Doug blushed as Mike got their breakfast. "Been there done that today. Maybe lunchtime"
Tom walked in already dress for his workout and smiled at Mike and Doug. "Hey guys, how are you?"
"Oh good. Uh if you'll excuse us, we have something to do before we leave for work."
Doug blinked. "We do?" Mike hugged the confused looking man and ground his cock against the telltale bulge in Doug's jeans. "Oh, yeah. We, uh, do." They grabbed coffee and hurried back upstairs. Eric and Tom heard the sounds of the bed squeaking a few minutes later.
Tom finished his protein shake, put the glass in the dishwasher and turned to Eric. "We should possibly replace that bed before turning this place into a B&B."
"Duly noted. Let's hit the gym, maybe it won't be as noticeable down in the basement."
Tom looked at Eric's still naked body. "Hmm, I wonder how much noise carries up here from the gym. Think we should test the idea by leaving a tape recorder on in the kitchen?"
Eric picked up his workout clothes from a chair and headed toward the basement door. "I'll give you a test, come no, let's go, time's a wastin and we have to be at the office at 9." Tom Looked at Eric's rising erection.
"I feel like going for some heavy benching today but may need a spot."
"I was counting on that."
By the time Tom got through his workout, checked in with Marsh and Jack on the construction orders and made it to the gym, Red had already left for his appointment with Dr. Pratt. Tom got a cup of coffee from Dell and went to replace Richard at the front desk. "So, did Red say why Tom wanted to see him?"
Richard looked up from his paperwork. "Not exactly. He showed me what Bill and Steve had pointed out to him and what Doc Pratt wanted to see. He has a couple of funky moles on his shoulders and back. Tom put down his coffee cup and tapped a pen on the counter. Richard looked over at him. "Yeah, my thoughts too."
Red sat in the examining room in his underwear with a paper sheet over his legs. Tom Pratt had seen him naked a hundred times but he followed protocol to avoid embarrassing the nurse. Pratt walked in and sat in a chair in front of Red.
"Congratulations on the contest. You guys worked hard and it shows. Now we need to keep you healthy."
"New supplement routine, Doc?"
"Maybe, but what concerns me is the moles that I didn't notice until recently. Like this one." Pratt pointed at Red's thick knee. "We were always concerned about proper nutrition and sleep and all that good stuff for training and not paying enough attention to your tanning process."
"Yeah, I was doing a lot of swimming and sunning and the tanning booth."
"Exactly. Red, I want you to see a dermatologist here at the hospital today. He'll be in in a couple of minutes. I'm concerned about these atypical moles here and on your back and shoulders. Let me tell you why."
Red walked back to his car after the exam and sat a few minutes before heading to a construction site a few miles away to find Darrell and Ron. Darrell was reviewing blueprints with a supervisor when Red walked into the trailer.
"Hey buddy, what brings you out here?" He looked at Red's face and eyes and finished what he was doing then sent the man back to work. "What did Tom have to say at the hospital?"
To be continued, comments - suggestions? Lennoxbear@aol.com