G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 34 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.
Eric leaned against the doorframe and watched Tom's naked form as he showered. The glass doors did little to conceal the beauty of the man amusing himself in the surrounding spray of hot steamy water. They had purchased a wall of glass for one side that had a slight imperfect, bubbly quality. Just enough to distort but not frosted to conceal. It made watching the showering hulk even more erotic. Of course, Tom was too engrossed in the luxury of the even more powerful new shower to notice Eric outside watching and listening to his singing.
"He has a rather good voice. I'm impressed." Eric felt Nick's hot breath. Warm kisses spread across his broad shoulders. "And you've managed to build a shower to accommodate both of you at one time."
"It'll actually fit four comfortably." Eric turned to kiss the beefy man and pull him close with his thick arm. "Care to try?"
"After what you two put me through last night, I could use a good hot shower." Nick glanced at Tom. He turned back to catch Eric's evil grin. "Um, maybe, I'll shower later."
"Too late." He pushed Nick toward the shower door now being held open by a grinning Tom. Tom pulled their late arriving guest into the hot spray.
Nick fell against Tom's now smooth body. He had been the last to arrive for the weekend festivities having had a late flight out of Los Angeles. The group decided since he was late and hadn't had time to dress appropriately in something of a leather nature, that he had to spend the evening naked. Nick had happily complied. His nudity slowly spread through the rest of the guests during the night's revelry. The highlight of the evening had been Tom giving over his furry body to a complete shave except for goatee and eyebrows. The sensual shaving performance would be something the friends would discuss for weeks. Tom now rubbed that smooth hunky body between Nick and Eric's wet furry muscles.
Nick sighed in heated delight. "Oh fuck, this is fucking unreal." The two beefy lovers soaped and rinsed Nick's muscles taking extra care on the fat cock and quivering butthole. "I thought ending up in bed with you two last night was heaven, and getting both of you to fuck me was really hot but now, oh man, slip that soapy fist up my ass."
Eric bit the side of his neck as Tom chomped down on the erect tits. "I didn't think you liked fisting?"
"I don't but you'll run out of hot water before you can both fuck me again."
Tom slid down to swallow the bouncing prick. "Not to worry. This shower is on its own water heater, a big one. We like to play in the shower."
Nick's head fell backward and his eyes closed. He gave his body to the two muscle hunks. "I.....never.....would.....have, oh shit, guessed. Mmmmmmmmm." He leaned forward and grabbed a handgrip built into the shower wall. "I need a dick up my ass."
Tom nuzzled his smooth shaved head against Nick's cock and balls. "So do I, come on." He hit one control and all the spray stopped. The three men toweled dry and dragged each other into the bedroom. Tom flopped onto the edge of the bed and began unrolling a condom onto his magnificent dick. Nick slowly impaled himself on the rigid dick and leaned forward on Tom's chest. Tom lifted his legs out and back to give Eric access to his eager ass. The monster dick found it's way deep into Tom's passion. Eric pumped Tom with a rocking motion that forced Tom's dick in and out of Nick. Nick worked Tom's tits while Eric worked Nick's. Nick felt himself crossing over into sexual bliss as he frantically fucked on Tom's rod.
Eric hugged the big man as his dick slid to the nuts into Tom's ass. He whispered into Nick's ear. "You want my cock too." Nick groggily nodded yes. "We can do that." He pushed Nick forward and down.
Nick's eyes suddenly opened. "No. No way. I can't take the two of you at one time. You're both huge but together your, well, I might as well sit on a fire hydrant." Eric pushed forward until the head of his dick joined Tom's cock in Nick's sloppy ass.
Eric rolled Nick's hyper nips between his fingers. "You've never had two dicks up that hot muscle butt?"
"Not two, oh holy fucking shit, two, uh, uh, jeesuuuuussssss that size. Omigod." Nick buried his tongue down Tom's throat as Eric's cock slid deeper. He lay crushed and panting between the two men. The two mega-sized poles stretched his ass. Breathlessly he moaned. "I can't, I can't, ung, hold on fuck, uh, uh, uh." His cum filled what little room there was between his and Tom's tight abs. Tom's cock twitched and filled the condom to near breaking. Eric quietly pulled out as Nick moaned and whimpered and sent hot blasts of thick juice across Nick's back. Nick lay panting on top of Tom for several minutes.
"Legs.....cramp....ing. Everybody off." Eric stood back and lifted Nick's body off of Tom. The monstrously large legs straightened as Nick slumped trembling to his knees at the edge of the bed.
"Well, that beat the shit out of last night." Nick took several deep breaths as Eric rubbed the muscular traps and back.
"You ok?"
He blinked and nodded yes. "Except you can park that damned truck of yours up my ass now."
Tom slowly stood up. "We can do that later if you like."
Nick rolled his eyes and dropped his chin to his chest. "I'll get back to you on that. Damn, my dick's still hard, it won't go down."
Tom pulled him to his feet. "Let's hit the shower again and rinse off before breakfast, well, brunch now." Nick looked scared. "You can fuck me this time." A buzzer went off.
"Oops, that's the warranty buzzer on my ass hole, it's just been worn out. What was that?" Nick looked around the room.
Eric walked to the bedroom door and a panel in the wall. "Intercom. Dan and Marsh are downstairs and want to get in to start cooking breakfast for everyone." He walked downstairs, naked, as Tom and Nick showered. A few minutes later he returned as the other two men were drying off. "They brought enough food to feed an army."
Nick batted at his still erect dick. "How many are you expecting?"
Eric shrugged. "I don't know, 25, maybe 30. You got a problem there?"
"It won't go down." Eric grabbed the fat cock and pulled Nick back into the bathroom. "No, no, I'm waterlogged." A few minutes later he walked into the kitchen to help Tom, Dan, Marsh, Jack and Tom Pratt. He was dressed in leather shorts and work boots with an obvious erection outlined in the shorts. He looked at Tom. "It's like a viagra case study gone awry."
Marsh handed him a cup of coffee. "You're in a house with a bunch of half-naked horny men, and your problem is......what? I'm Marsh by the way. We didn't get properly introduced last night. I was on the bottom of the heap in the back bedroom."
Jack sliced bagels. "That was at 11:30. After that, well, he was just at the bottom." Marsh stuck out his tongue.
Eric walked into the kitchen dressed in harness, leather jeans and calf high boots. Two of the catering crew followed in their underwear. "These poor guys spent the night on the floor in the den. They need coffee. Sorry, I must have missed you guys in the craziness last night."
The shorter, beefier of the two stretched his back and arms. "That's OK, I was too tired to drive home. I've never had so much fun. Who was that beefy, furry little guy? The one, sort of thinning short hair, goatee? Said he was just going to work for you guys at this new gym?"
Six men turned in unison. "Rick? Straight Rick?"
The man chuckled as he pulled his T-shirt over his head. "Straight? Yeah right?" Blank stares. "Reaaallllyyyyy?"
Marsh handed them cups of coffee. "Yeah, that's what he's told everyone, at least that's what he told Mike and Red, right?" Eric nodded as he sipped coffee. "Why?"
The two men looked at each other before the beefier one spoke again. "Well, he plowed the hell out of our butts. And we returned the favour. Then he left with those two big guys who arrived sort of late. Dressed in leather cop gear. I think they said they just moved to Chicago to work for Eric."
Eric looked at them suspiciously. "The two big guys named Ron?"
"Yeah. Those guys. He was a little drunk and walked out of here with them in only his boots. The shorter guy had his tongue and several fingers up that hot furry butt. Are you sure he's straight? I mean he was sucking everyone's dick that I saw."
Tom and Eric just looked at each other. "How'd we miss that?"
Dan rattled the box of empty wine bottles and beer cans. "You were busy cleaning up and making sure your guests were having fun. I guess one of them really had fun. But I didn't really see anyone getting drunk. This group has never really had a drunken time. Weird. No one really gets drunk and no one smokes. Huh."
Tom started another pot of coffee. "You think we should call over to the other house and ask Doug to check on the guests to see if Rick is among them and if he is OK?" Eric shrugged. "Or just wait to see who shows up for brunch?"
"Wait. My bet is that he will be embarrassed that he got that drunk and not want to face things right away."
Bruce and Steve walked into the kitchen followed by Bob and Dave. The four were freshly showered and dressed in jeans and T's to display assorted firm pex. Tom poured them coffee. "Um, I take it that you and Dave spent the evening?" Bob nodded with his cup.
"Yes, thank you. When we eventually pried Steve and Dave out of the sling downstairs."
Jack placed a tray of bagels and a bowl of fruit salad on the table. "Ah, I wondered who all ended up down there. After the big shaving sequence."
Nick ran his hand across Tom's now smooth chest and over his shaved head. "Makes me hot again just thinking about it." Tom tweaked the man's nipples and tugged on his chest hair. "Don't get any ideas. This chest hasn't been shaved since I quit competing." Tom ran his hand over Nick's erect leather covered dick. "No, that ain't getting shaved either."
Tom smiled evilly. "But you do such a good job of shaving."
"Well, it helps to have a willing participant and you were more than willing."
"HA, being spread eagle tied and suspended like that made it easy. The hard part was not letting my load go shooting across the room from your touch. And then this one is sitting directly in front of me with that big dick of his just waiting to split my ass." Tom groped his partner's bulging jock.
"And I got it all on tape." On cue, Dan hit PLAY on the remote and the TV in the adjoining breakfast room came to life as the previous evening's festivities unfolded. Following a way-too-filling-dinner and more to drink, the friends had crowded into the gym area of the new house to find Tom in the middle of the room standing on a plastic tarp. His arms were spread up and out to his sides and tied to eyehooks in the ceiling. The thick bodybuilder was naked with his outrageous dick flopping out and over his orange-sized nuts. A leather hood covered his eyes.
Eric welcomed his guests and introduced their friend Nick from Los Angeles who was going to assist with Tom's shave. Eric had changed to a simpler evening attire of boots, harness and spike-covered jock. The shiney spikes only made the ominous dick it was hiding look more threatening. He placed a reclining metal chair in front of Tom to watch as Nick shaved his boy. Nick stepped forward wearing only boots to display his own magnificent body. He carried a small leather bag that he placed on a side table. It opened to reveal two cans of shaving cream, a leather strop and two straight razors. The old-fashioned straight razors. The men standing around either oohed in appreciation or gulped at the thought of someone guiding a sinister looking instrument across their own skin.
Nick began the slow process by explaining he would start with the best part first, the crotch. The big, thick growing-in-anticipation dick. Tom's cock twitched as if to take a bow at the introduction. Nick shook the first can and applied liberal amounts of foamy cream around the throbbing tube and pendulous balls. He finished with a flurry of cream also around the pierced nipples which he pinched as they became erect. As the guests watched quietly, he began dragging the shiny metal blade through the thick pubic hair and wiping the cream and hair from each pass on a towel. Marsh had provided a bowl of hot water and cloths for Nick to clean the finished area. In a few minutes, Tom stood tied before their friends, his nipples, cock and balls clean and shaved. The contrast against the thick dark fur covering the rest of his body was dramatic and erotic. Several guests began groping their own baskets or their friends'.
Nick slowly and methodically began lathering sections of Tom's muscular physique and sensuously shaving each area. With each section of the now nude Tom revealed, clothes were lost in the audience. Nick stopped to sharpen the blades on the leather strap and work the crowd. He displayed the sharpness of the instrument to several obviously nervous onlookers who glanced at Tom displayed in front of them. Each would soon be naked and aroused over the erotic show. Nick's own dick was standing straight and proud. It rested against Tom as the man worked. Tom was helpless. His cock bounced with his heartbeat. The thick round ring of his PA was no match for the excitement coursing through the hard prick. The nipples lengthened and pointed downward from the massive pecs and weight of the shiny rings. The ratio of the young man's massive chest and muscle butt compared to the tiny waist and tight abs was more apparent as he stood motionless suspended before his buddies.
The work progressed arousingly slowly. A chair was brought out for Tom's foot so Nick could reach the inside of the legs. He teased the purple cockhead with his tongue as it danced before his face. Tom whimpered. Eric sat quietly watching the show. He slowly stroked his own erect nips. His cock fought for freedom from the spiked pouch. Nick washed Tom's body clean with the warm soapy water before untying his hands. Tom shook his arms and stood waiting. Nick turned him slowly for everyone to see the smooth bodybuilder now hairless from neck to toes. Almost.
He turned the boy's back to Eric and asked him to bend over and spread his ass. Tom did as he was told. Nick applied more shaving cream and carefully shaved Tom's butthole. Eric smiled in approval. His cock popped one of the pouch snaps. Nick washed the clean pink hole and deeply licked it with his tongue. Tom moaned loudly as did several guests. The men from the catering company had finished cleanup and joined the performance in progress. They stood naked among the guests. Nick directed Tom to turn toward him and sit in the chair. He removed the leather hood to reveal Tom's short, sweat-matted hair. Nick liberally applied shaving cream and let it set. He sharpened the blades again to bright perfection and tossed a towel over his arm. Eric stood to one side as Nick placed the blade to Tom's cheek.
He spoke quietly to Tom. "Shaving your body is not uncommon for you especially if you continue to compete as a bodybuilder. Shaving your head is different. It's your choice. And I take it as a sign of ownership and devotion to me. You don't have to have Nick shave your head. What do you want?"
Tom looked at the huge frame of muscle standing near him. The bright green eyes were reflections of his love and devotion to the man with whom he had shared his life these last three years. He reached out to Eric's hand and held tightly.
"Shave me Nick, but...........may I keep a goatee sir?" Nick stepped back to wait. The strength of Eric's steely blue eyes connected with Tom. He nodded his agreement. Nick stepped back and tilted Tom's head to one side. He placed the blade and drew downward. A few minutes later, Tom sat back; bald with a thick perfectly shaped goatee and moustache framing his eager smile. Nick wiped the last of the cream from the happy man. The guests moaned in various phases of sexual delight at the show they had just witnessed. Nick picked up the table with his tools and moved it to the far side of the gym. Marsh stepped in to remove the towels and bowl. Jack waited until Eric pulled Tom from the chair before he removed it and the tarp.
Eric pulled his son to him in a tight embrace and deep kiss. "You never fail to amaze me with your love and devotion. I am beyond words in expressing my love for you. It's a bit early but I have something for you to replace the one that got damaged in the move." Bruce stepped from his corner where he had slowly been undressing with Steve and handed Eric a small box. "The eyes of the world don't recognize this, but to me it is a bond of our love." He slipped a gold band around the third finger of Tom's hand. Vic sniffled loudly as the friends chuckled at the big cop's sappiness. The two muscle hunks kissed again. "Now, we need to leave our guests to entertain themselves while we take care of another problem. Eric turned toward the stairs but Tom stood firm. Eric looked at him suspiciously.
"These guys are our friends. Our best friends. Our family." Tom looked at the group of naked and near naked men and muscle hounds standing around them watching intently. "OK, we're making Rick a bit nervous, but he'll survive. They've watched Nick shave me and present me to you again as a gesture of my love and commitment. They can see one more display of our love." Tom yanked the pouch from the front of Eric's body. The unnaturally huge dick sprang free and bounced angrily from side to side. "I want you to fuck me here in front of everyone in this room." Tom dropped to the floor and onto his back. "Please sir."
Marsh stepped forward and handed Eric a bottle. "Gee, they conveniently have lubricant in storage down here, hmmm."
Eric slapped Marsh's naked hard ass. "Don't you have a performance eval due soon?" Marsh dropped to his knees as if to suck Eric's cock. "Ha, be glad your eval isn't based on that." The crowd oohed. Marsh hugged Eric and stepped away. Eric dropped to his knees and liberally applied the thick goop to his dick and to Tom's upturned freshly shaved hole." The TV went black.
Eric stood at the kitchen counter with the remote. The guests had all reappeared from the previous evening and were entranced by a replay of the night's performance. "OK, from here it gets boring. Just your basic fucking of a prime butt. Let's eat. I'm sure you all expended lots of energy last night."
Kurt stood to the back of the kitchen with Joe and Vic. Tears were welling in his eyes. Joe cupped a big pec. "What? You always get weepy over a shaving video?"
Kurt laughed at his seeming silliness. "No. I just see in you guys and Tom and Eric what I am missing in my own relationship. I mean, why else would I be here and not back in Seattle. I'm just sorry that I don't have this and that my partner doesn't see the value in what I see here. His focus is strictly fucking and sucking and not even that much with me anymore. I ain't saying that I'm a saint, you know that, but I see now how much more I want out of a relationship. I don't think I can fix what I have."
Joe rubbed the big man's back. "It's your choice and you need to be in control. If it's not working, then maybe it's time to walk away. Whatever happens, know that you have two guys here who are willing to listen. If you need a shoulder to lean on, we'll be there."
Vic sipped his coffee. "And if you need a butt to plug, well."
Kurt hugged them both. "I thought I proved last night I was as big a bottom pig as Vic?"
Vic flopped his head back and forth in agreement. "Yeah, you did, but if you are coming to visit again, then I call first fuck. But to be honest, if you need a friend, we'll be here for ya."
As Tom and Marsh worked to get the group organized to eat, the three men hugged, kissed and groped. Jack walked by filling coffee cups. "Didn't you boys get enough of this last night?" Scowls met his coffee. "OK, never mind, guess not." Vic sipped his coffee while crushed from both sides by Kurt and Joe. "So, the three of you planning a cozy afternoon."
"Five of us." Jack turned to find Jim and Al holding out their coffee cups. "Coffee please."
Jack's jaw dropped. "Five? There were five of you playing in that lump last night? My, my Vic, I am surprised you can walk this morning."
Al, who had stripped off his shirt to reveal a bigger thicker furry chest, wrapped his arm around Jack and dry humped the tight butt. "We took turns. Me, Vic and Kurt."
"Kurt? Kurt also does bottom? Damn, I missed my opportunity." Jack glanced at the big cop's hot ass. "Mm-mm."
"I'm here till Tuesday, who knows what will happen."
Jack poured the last of his coffee pot into Dell's cup as he wandered by. He bit his upper lip and gestured at the five hulking men. "Yeah, right. Next to you muscle freaks, I'm the runt of the litter. Like I'll ever see that butt sitting on my face."
Marsh walked by with another bag of groceries. "Honey, sooner or later every butt in this room sits on your face, who are you kidding. Kurt, have something to eat, then you can sit on his face." The two partners walked away teasing each other as the five men huddled in the corner and laughed.
Jim tweaked Al's left nip. Al moaned. "Seriously Kurt, think about it. If things aren't going the way you like in Seattle, then maybe you should talk to Eric and see if there's an opening here in one of his companies. The two Ron's moved to Chicago from San Francisco and are having a blast. They love their jobs and have settled in really fast. Bill and Steve and Ned Nipple here and I keep them pretty busy." Al pushed his hand away from his chest. He adjusted the stiffening prick in his jeans.
"Eric always has irons in the fire, think about it. Now, guys, after three big dicks pounding my ass all night, I'm starved. Let's eat." Al threw his arm around Jim's neck and pulled him toward the food. Vic dropped to his knees, pushed his face into Joe's crotch and groped Kurt's threadbare basket. Al pulled him back to his feet. "Not those sausages, those sausages."
Joe rolled his eyes at his silly partner's lusty behavior. "Eat first. We have all afternoon to play." He placed his hand over Vic's mouth as the man started to speak. "I promise. We eat. Spend some time with friends. Then, we go back to our place and the five of us can fuck you simple." He watched Vic, Kurt and Al take off for the food. Jim leaned against him and chuckled.
"So easy to please. Food. Dick. Food. Dick. Al and Vic are so uncomplicated."
Eric was standing near the kitchen doorway talking intently with the Ron's. Bill and Steve were exchanging stories nearby with Sonny and Tim. Dan, Marsh, Jack and Tom, with the help of the two guys from the catering service, were overseeing the trays of food the caterer had prepared and set up in the breakfast area. Everywhere in the large kitchen, breakfast room and den, the groups of friends in varying stages of leather and undress were happily chatting, groping or kissing. And eating.
The TV had returned to life in the background with the tape from the previous evening continuing to play. Dave and Bob glanced over just in time to see Eric on his knees, holding Tom's legs back by the ankles, slide his horsecock into the freshly shaved upturned ass. It slowly disappeared into the happy pig bottom.
Dave stood with his mouth opening awe. "If fire hydrants ever start disappearing around town, we better check Tom's butt. How does he get that all in there?"
"Love. And practice." Bob hugged his teenage lover. "You watch those two. Every time they pass each other, they touch. Their eyes always connect in crowds. There's just something very intense and deep about their commitment that has allowed them to develop the sexual fluidity they have. It's not just a sexual act for them; it's something much more. Hard to explain."
Dave hugged the beefy redhead closer. "I think we're getting there."
Eric continued to plow Tom's muscle butt on tape as Tom aggressively roughed-over Eric's tits. Tom was heading toward the front door to answer the doorbell and noticed the tape playing. It was a moment of intensity as Eric slammed roughly into the spread butt. "Lord, don't let that be the neighbours." He opened the door to face Rick. The man had a three-day growth of beard and a solemn look. He was dressed in a snug black T-shirt, faded black jeans and the ever-present motorcycle jacket. He looked tired and beaten.
"Hey Rick, we were wondering where you were, you're the only one missing from last night." Rick entered and smiled feebly.
"Can we talk? In here?" He walked toward the living room. "Look, I came to apologize for the way I behaved last night, it's inexcusable. I never should have done the things I did."
"Hey, you were a little drunk, you didn't drive and no one got hurt."
Rick laughed embarrassingly. "Oh my ass is sore all right. And, truth is, I don't drink."
"Then......all....that....stuff I heard......"
"I did freely. Look, I am so sorry, I feel like it looks like, well, that I was using you and your friends. And I wasn't. It's just that, you guys all get along so well and there's this really cool camaraderie and every body is so open about their sexuality. My girlfriend and I don't have that. I have a couple of lifting buddies but no one who really shares my life. Not the way you guys do."
"Yeah, we're pretty lucky overall."
"I shouldn't have been here and let anything happen. I am really sorry."
"I don't think you have anything to be sorry about, or am I missing something?"
"Just that I don't feel like I am being honest, and that ain't me. I'm not sure what I am feeling and I don't know what to do about my girlfriend, and if you want to fire me, I'll understand."
Tom sat the man down on the sofa. "Look, I'm not going to fire you because you sucked a few dicks and got your ass fucked. That's your business. Not mine. You didn't do anything that impacts you're working for us at the new gym. Nothing. If you're having issues with your girlfriend.....or sexuality....I don't think you're going to find a more supportive group of men. They'll give you space and time to figure things out and if you need to talk, or need a shoulder, well; Red and I are always available. And Dell and Richard, well, you won't find two more honourable people with which to talk. We're not all about sex."
Rick took a deep breath. "Thanks. I really like the job and the people. I just don't know what to do about the feelings. I feel guilty."
"Well, so the Ron's fucked you, big deal. If they don't feel used or guilty, you shouldn't."
"And then Bill and Steve came in......"
"Big Bill and fuck-your-brains-out-Steve?"
"And then Doug and Mike were there."
Tom sat back, rubbed a hand over his smooth chest and whistled low. "You.....you were fucked by six guys last night?"
"And the two catering guys." Rick's face was bright red.
" Eight? Eight men? Safely?" Rick nodded yes. Tom let out a slow breath. "Rick, ol' buddy, you're going to be sore for a couple of days. You had some big meat up that butt. Eight? Was that the first time?" He hesitated but nodded yes again. "Holy fuck. Eight men and a virgin butt. Well, I think you have a lot of thinking to do. And we're here if you need us. Now, there's no reason why you should feel guilty or embarrassed. Just relax." Tom got up and headed toward the kitchen. "Come on Rick, we'll talk more later. Have something to eat. Remember, we're not all about sex." They walked into the kitchen just as the tape showed Eric showering Tom's abs with stream after stream of cum. "OK, now that's all about sex. And now I'm embarrassed." He glanced around to see how closely people were watching the video. Kurt, Joe and Vic were missing.
Rick looked at Tom with a big relieved smile. "You shouldn't be. I was truly amazed by that whole scene last night. Inspired you might say. Thinking maybe I should shave my body all the time."
"Inspired. Uh huh. Shave no. We'll talk more later. Right now, eat, enjoy. You probably need to eat to rebuild your strength from last night." Rick laughed nervously. Tom poured him a cup of coffee and pointed out juice on the counter.
"Thanks. More than anything I seem really thirsty. I think it's nerves. I'm not sure how to approach this morning with these guys."
"Just relax, they're pretty easy going. Let them lead. So to speak." Rick nodded with a red face as Tom went to find Eric. Rick walked over to the buffet and picked up a plate. A shirtless Bill walked over and brushed against his arm.
"You OK?" Rick quietly nodded and smiled at the big man. He glanced at the broad set of pecs flexing in front of him and sighed nervously. "Do I make you nervous? I don't mean to ya kno?
"No." Rick looked down at the plate of food. "No, I just need to do a lot of thinking about how I feel about last night. No. I enjoyed last night. I need to figure out how I feel about my girlfriend, and I guess, women in general. I'm really screwed up." He looked around the room just in time to see Jim chomp down on Al's big tit. A moan seemed to come from the stairway to the gym downstairs. At the base of the stairs, Vic was busy chowing down on the two big sausages he had freed from Joe and Kurt's pants. He slobbered from one shiny dick to the other until both sets of cocks and balls were dripping with spit. Joe and Kurt worked each other's raw nipples into bigger, redder swollen knobs of flesh. Joe slid is tongue deep into the big cop's mouth and twisted the blond furry tit. He pushed Vic's mouth as far down on Kurt's rock hard prick as he could and held him there. Kurt's scream was muffled by Joe's mouth as his load splashed down the back of Vic's throat. Seconds later Joe filled Vic's eager mouth with another load as he slipped spit soaked fingers into Kurt's butt to prep him for the slamming Vic was ready to give.
Softness spread across the Bill's handsome rugged face as he finished his chat with Rick upstairs. He paused momentarily as a moan caught his attention. "Why? Lots of people are bisexual, ain't no big deal. So you like men and women, if it works for you then go with it. I hit on a woman every now and then to keep up appearances."
Steve had walked up behind him so only Rick could see him. "Ha, yeah right. Then he runs home to me, washes his dick off with alcohol and fucks the living daylights out of me."
"You're such a whore." The two muscle freaks kissed and tweaked each other's nipples. "I was just trying to convince Ricky here that it's OK to play both sides of the fence. He shouldn't worry about that part."
Steve curled his mouth and stroked his reddish-blond moustache. "Really. Go with however you feel. As long as I get a chance to get that nice prick up my ass sometimes."
Bill rolled his eyes and shook his head slowly. "See, he is a piggy whore." He rubs his bare chest against Steve's. "And I love him. So, Rick, we're all heading out later to tour each other's house construction, wanna come along?"
Rick smiled a look of relief. "Yeah, I'd like that."
"Great. Come on over here and join the rest of the guys in the den. Have you met Jim and Al?" A group of muscle bears greeted Rick by the large stone fireplace.
"Thanks, so when's the house going to be finished."
"June."
Outside in the unseasonably warm December air Eric tilted his head. "June?" Eric blinked, tilted his head again and looked questioningly at Marsh. "June? How can all of these construction projects be finishing up between June and July? How'd we manage that?"
Marsh waved his hands while Jack laughed. "These construction guys are afraid of you. They see this big beast running around from site to site so they work their tails off."
"But, I'm not like yelling at them."
Jack took a long sip of coffee. "Eric, you own the company. You're like this 6'5", 275 pound muscle freak with a shaved head and 22 inch arms."
"24."
"What....ev...er. You treat them fairly, pay them well and they have a bonus to earn and then another project to finish. You had said you had wanted everyone to move in over the summer while the weather was good, and that's what they did. So everyone will be able to move."
"Damn. I only have six months to find a manager for the apartment building and a staff for the assisted living thingy."
"Right, and that 'thingy' has to go through a licensing process so you better be hiring soon."
Tom walked up just as he finished the last remark. "Hey, the one guy from the catering company might be the new cafe manager, Dell's talking to him about it now."
Eric hugged his son who was now down to leather jeans. "Does he know any health care administrators?"
Tom was about to answer when Joe, Vic and Kurt appeared below them on the rocky yard. "Hey, Eric, Tom, is this where the new pool will be?"
Eric leaned over the deck railing and gestured. "Yeah, the pool will be where those stakes are and the hot tub will be on this deck section over he..........." A loud crack echoed through the hills as Eric fell forward and blood splattered across Tom.
To be continued, comments - suggestions? lennoxbear@aol.com