NOTE: This story is purely fictional and doesn't imply anything about the sexuality of John Schneider, Marc Singer, Ted Shackelford, Scott Bakula or any other individuals depicted within this text.
If you are not at the legal age to view sexual materials, please turn back now. This story contains homosexual sex and derogatory language.
Scott sat on the wooden bench in the dimly lit dry sauna. He was very happy that John had arranged a reunion for the guys at this old private spot, and he was happy to see everyone right back into the thick of the action. The sexy actors had all entered the sauna in nothing but white towels which put their ripped abs and hard chests on display and showed off all of their muscled legs.
Scott saw a hand reaching under his towel and felt it tug on his semi hard member which began to harden from the attention. Then, his towel was pulled off as he saw the face Marc Singer going down on him. He got a rush watching the long, light brown hair rising and lowering down on him. This man with a warrior build was worshipping his scepter. Marc stopped briefly to look up into Scott's eyes with Marc's hand pumping up and down on Scott's full eight inches. Scott watched Marc open his mouth as he went back down on Scott. Scott ran his fingers through Marc's hair.
Scott looked over to his left where there was action stirring on the adjacent bench. Sitting on the bench was John. The blue eyed blond master of ceremony had a mouthful of long hard dick in his mouth. The owner of the spear was the tall blond named Ted. His long muscular legs had filled many pair of pants on the sets of a famous cul-de-sac once. And his body reflected the hard work of a rancher and outdoorsman. His back was a magnificent shape you just can't get from a gym. Ted stood in front of John with his right foot on the bench and his thrusting hips feeding most of his ten inches into John's juicy mouth.
John chuckled to himself at how much Ted's dick reminded him of his tv son, Tom. However, Ted was more aggressive than Tom. And the way the man talked made any waiting mouth quiver with lustful anticipation. "Suck on that long daddy dick, John. Get it all in there, baby. Show me you can still take it. Yeah, take it. Open up that throat for me, man." Ted bucked his hips as he fed John more of his cock.
Scott reached over and stroked John's fully erect nine and a half inches. He fingered the curved area thinking back to how John plowed him behind the scenes in the past on various sets. And he felt the tingly rush from how they hid their fun from prying eyes. Hell, people didn't even know they knew each other.
Scott bent over to put his lips on the head of John's monster. He flicked the head with his tongue before kissing on it. He ran his tongue up and down the shaft and finally engulfed it when he had worked his way back up to the tip. Ted enjoyed the view of John's mouth filling up with his poker as he could make out Scott bobbing up and down on John while getting his dick sucked by Marc. The suck chain was complete.
John loved the feel of Scott bathing his dick. He could feel the back of Scott's throat playing at his cock, and he appreciated that Scott knew how to handle the curve that so easily confounded many men and women. John got a chance to breath better when Ted backed away from him. The sounds of slurping and wet lips filled the room.
Marc got up and pulled Scott's face from between John's legs. Marc laid Scott on his back along the bench, and he went to the open end of the bench where he raised Scott's legs. Already hot and sweaty, Marc's hard eight inches sank into Scott's ass. Scott winced as his ass cheeks parted to take in Marc's python. Scott held on to the bench as best he could as Marc held his legs up and slammed his dick repeatedly into Scott's ass. Marc's nuts slapped Scott's ass cheeks.
"Marc, do you use that thing to knock down walls?"
"Feels like it, huh? Your ass is good and tight Scott. Just like I like it. That dick feels good in there, don't it?"
"Yes, Marc! Invade my ass, you fucker! Tear it up good."
Marc's hard pounding made Scott begin to moan loud and strong until Ted plugged his gaping mouth with his long pipe. "It's okay, Scott. I got something to keep you quiet. Yeah, it's a lot to take in, but you'll get used to it. Right, John?" Ted smiled down at Scott.
"Yep, that damn thing is good for plugging up a mouth." John got on his knees and sucked on Scott's still alert eight inches. Scott's dick involuntarily jabbed at the back of John's throat from Marc's constant pounding. Ted took his cock out of Scott's mouth to let him breath a minute. Ted rubbed the long dick over Scott's lips, cheeks and the side of Scott's face.
"Ted, get that lead pipe of yours in this hot ass. I got it ready for you."
Marc pulled out and stepped to the side. Ted replaced Marc by filling Scott's vacant and gaping asshole with his dick. He slowly pushed it all inside with Scott gasping and squirming causing John to pull off of Scott's mouth. Once in position, Ted pulled all but his tip out of Scott and slammed all the way back in. He continued this action as he powerfully long dicked Scott.
"Damn! Scott, you okay?"
Scott trembled and moaned. "What do you think? This long dick dog is fucking the shit out of me! And I don't want it to stop. Oh my gawd! It feels too damn good!" Scott closed his eyes and shook his head from side to side as his senses were shattered from the body fuck Ted put on him. Ted's grip on Scott's legs let him plow even more deeply into Scott's ass.
Marc stood in front of John who was sucking his hard dick. John's hands ran all over Marc's shapely ass and he darted a finger or two inside. Marc moaned with pleasure as he turned his head to see Scott cumming on his own chest. Ted pulled out of Scott's ass and ran over to stick his dick in Scott's mouth. "Yep, you worked for every bit of this man milk. Drink it down, baby. Every last drop." Ted's seed poured into Scott's mouth and washed down his throat.
Scott could see Marc bending over the kneeling John. As John's sucking became more intense, he clearly fingerfucked Marc's ass. Marc hands danced around John's ass and he slapped John's nice ass. John began to choke as Marc stood tall again and even leaned back some as he unloaded his nut into John's mouth. John could taste the bitter but intoxicating cum from the dick he nursed. He could barely stand it, but he didn't want to release it. It was too much to keep a hold of though. John pulled off of Marc's cock with the hose still spilling white cream on his face and chest.
John jacked himself off hard and fast until he spilled his own seed on the floor.
John wished these men had some time to get to know Tom. He wondered if Tom would be too much for his friends. Or if Tom would have them on the ropes. Either way, John thought about making it happen.