John and Jim

John and Jim

Chapter Four -- The Gym and Seattle

Monday afternoon, I went to the gym after work. I showed my card to the trainer at the front desk and moved to the back of the gym where the men's locker room was. Selecting a locker, I began to take my clothes off. I noticed that two other men were in there watching me as I disrobed. I looked at them, wondering what they were looking at. But I decided that they were only interested in me disrobing. So, I decided to give them a show.

One of the guys I'd seen before; the other one was new to the gym, as far as I knew. Both of them had their shirts off as well as their shoes. They slowly pulled their pants down, and tugged on their expanding dicks hidden in their tightie whities. I smiled, checking out there round asses. Quickly, I pulled down my pants pulled off my shoes and shirt. I delayed a few seconds to heighten the drama. My shorts were bulging, with my expanding dick. I pulled on my dick once, then, pulled my shorts down, letting my hardening dick arch over my full nuts before I bent over to retrieve my workout clothes from my gym bag.

I pulled my socks out of the gym bag and put them on, standing on one foot and then the other. My dick continued to rise. I bent over turned my back to them, and reached for my jock strap. I heard a low whistle of appreciation from one of the men before I stood up again. I smiled at the person who whistled at me, my dick now throbbing hard. "It looks good from any angle," he said.

I smiled at him again and said, "Glad you like it." I grinned. He moved closer to me and put his hand out. I thought he was going to introduce himself, but instead he grabbed my hard dick and pulled gently on it, causing precum to ooze from the tip.

"I'm pleased to see that it's a friendly one; perhaps, friendly to other men too?" he smiled up of me. His other hand was busy pulling on my right, erect nipple. "You headed out to the floor now, or would you rather warm up in the sauna first?"

"Well, you have it so hard now I'll never get it back in my jock. Might as well go in the sauna with you, and maybe with your friend?" I smiled impishly. "Will we need a condom?"

"I certainly hope so," he grinned back at me. "You joining us, Tom?" His friend nodded and pulled off the rest of his clothes. Both of them grabbed a condom and followed me into the sauna. Luckily, the sauna was empty.

"You guys into getting rimmed?" I asked. Both men nodded eagerly, presenting their bare butts, cheeks spread, and peering over their shoulders at me. "Who needs it worse than the other?"

"I do!" they said in unison.

I laughed. "How about one of you sucks my dick, while I eat the other guy's ass?"

"As long as you promise to fuck me, I'd love to suck your dick. That's precum dripping from your dick, right?" Tom asked. I nodded my head to the affirmative. "You got a really big dick, and I do want to suck it, but I had to be sure it wasn't a disease that was causing your dick to drip. Rather, it was precum, which I love."

Tom knelt between us, and engulfed the big knob of my dickhead between his lips. I exhaled pleasurably, then, bent over to my task. The other guy's ass was round and hard; a deep, hairy cleft divided the two globes. His strong hands pulled the twin cheeks apart, allowing me to get closer to my work. His ripe asshole deliciously assaulted my nostrils, making my dick jerk at the anticipated taste of his puckered winker. I was not disappointed. Whether it was the hot tasting asshole or the great blowjob I was getting from Tom, my dick was jerking dangerously close to a climax. I pushed Tom's head away before I hit the point of no return. "Better roll on a condom before you get my nut, or he doesn't get anything, Tom," I warned.

Working hastily, Tom rolled on an extra large condom. Either he had a boyfriend with a big dick, or he had a big dick. I didn't look before he knelt before me to blow me. Tom moved out from between us and assumed the new position in front of his friend and started blowing him as my tongue slithered up his friend's tasty hole. Tom handed me a small packet of lube, and smiled around his friends hips. "This I want to watch. I love watching a big dick slide in a tight hole like Ryan's." I stood behind Ryan and aimed my big dick at his winking hole. The rimming and the lube help greatly, as Ryan eagerly pressed back against my blunt instrument. The big head and two inches of the thick shaft slid inwardly, and we both sighed.

"Yeah, that feels good!" Ryan breathed lustily. "I've always been a sucker for great big black dicks."

"You take it like you've been doing it for a while," I sighed, sliding in three more inches of hard, thick dick.

"I had a boyfriend of three years who was black and had a dick almost as big as yours. But, he left me for someone younger," he groaned as I ground in the last thick inch. "But, I am auditioning for a new lover anytime you might be available."

"You just might be a weekend too late," I smiled over his back. "I met a real fox this weekend who really knows how to ring my bells. However, if it doesn't work out, I'll be sure to let you know, and we'll talk more about what you like to do in bed. I sure hope it includes rimming, fucking, sucking, and swallowing big creamy loads."

"Yeah, I'm into all of those. Just ask Ryan, he'll tell ya."

The more my dick plowed into his hungry ass, the closer I got to my climax. With a start, I remembered that Tom was also with us. I pulled out reluctantly from Ryan's butt, and rolled on the other condom. Of course, Ryan was disappointed, but it was only fair that Tom should get a ride as good as Ryan had just had. I pressed against Tom's tight hole, and pushed the condomed dick into his round butt. Tom felt tighter than Ryan, but he had no problem taking me to the hilt far faster than Ryan had. His grasping ass muscles pulled me inside and stroked me like gentle hands, milking me resolutely.

Being in two tight, muscle butts so close together, it was all I could do to hold back the nearly bursting dam of my climax. Ryan straddled Tom's back, resting his ass on the back of Tom's head, and offering me his leaking eight inch dick. I gobbled up the proffered love muscle, delighting in the taste of his sweet, clear precum. Bucking harder into Tom's ass, I knew this was going to be a race. But, in this case, I didn't care whether I won or lost; I only cared if I shot my wad.

My nuts tightened. Despite the heavy thrusting, I could feel my big dick swell within Tom's ass. Tom milked me harder, knowing I was getting close. I knew, too. I pulled out and ripped off the condom. I jacked furiously, aiming my creamy load at Tom's lower back. When Ryan felt me pull out, he moved off Tom's shoulders and tried to suck me off. But, I was stroking my dick so hard that he was unable to get a liplock on me. I gasped loudly, drenching his face and Tom's back in my creamy discharge. Ryan greedily licked off the splattered cum from his friends back.

"Sorry about the fast ride guys, but your butts are too tight and I needed to get off too much," I breathed heavily. "But, I really do need to work out today. I hope we can do this again, soon. Do you generally come in at this time each day?"

They said that they would be sure to change their workout time to this hour in the future, so they could trick with me more frequently. I assured them that if they needed a big dick up their holes, I was their man. Returning to my locker, I dressed to work out. I know that I smelled of sex, but I didn't care. I figured it was a good calling card to other horny studs that might need another hot session in the sauna with me. After all, I'd only come once, and I knew I'd need to cum again before I left.

I was more than halfway through my work out before I noticed one of my friends following me about the gym floor. He wasn't that close of a friend but, he sure knew how to play in the sauna. In point of fact, he was one of my favorite fuck buddies. He was a nice looking white boy, just less than six feet tall, probably weighed about 175, but his hard, round, deep ass loved to be rimmed and fucked bareback. Besides, he was as good an ass eater as I am. And, I could always use a good rimming. I nodded and smiled in his direction, giving him an encouraging wink as I walk by him toward the drinking fountain.

As he lurked about, I finished my workout routine and headed for the locker room. He followed closely behind. As luck would have it, his locker was right next to mine. He nodded and smiled, then opened his locker. I pulled off my wife-beater tank top, my shoes and socks, and pulled down my shorts, leaving only my jockstrap on. He reached out and cupped my big bulging jock pouch and drew closer. He licked at my right nipple, then pulled back and smiled. "I'll bet your ass tastes really good after a workout like that," he beamed. I nodded and purposefully bent over showing him my round, hard ass, and winking puckerhole. Without missing a beat, he pulled my buttcheeks apart and dove in, face first. I bent over farther to give him more access to my tasty, ripe asshole. He moaned that my scent and taste, nearly wallowing in my butt.

"I think we better take this into the sauna, rather than being out here in front of anyone who might walk through the door," I whispered. I pulled off my distended jock, grabbed a towel from my locker, and walked for the showers. He caught up with me quickly, but steered me toward the sauna instead. "Wanna taste my sweaty ass a little more, doncha?" I smirked.

"You know I could rim that ass for hours, if you let me," he giggled. "The only reason I'd get up off my knees from eating your ass would be so you could fuck me." I smiled knowingly. He was a greedy ass eater, and knew how to drill his long, wet tongue deeply up my shit chute. But, there was a problem. He already had a boyfriend. His boyfriend had to know about me, but it didn't seem to bother him that I was barebacking his boyfriend and pumping big loads of my black baby-making, squirting cum in his ass. Perhaps, he didn't. But that was between the two of them, and not my issue.

But for now, I was more than happy to sit on his face, eat his beautiful ass, and blast a big load of my baby batter up his butt. However, two straight boys got in our way. Although we glared at them, they didn't leave the sauna. So we went to the showers (to the handicapped stall), and got it on. Although the warm, cascading water washed off most of sweat, he still enjoyed reaming my butt hole as much as I loved eating his ass. His practiced asshole eagerly consumed my hard dick. Using only the liquid soap provided by the gym as lube, I fucked him hard until I came deep in his ass. As I squirted into him, he blasted his own load against the shower curtain. I left the gym sated.

After I got home and fixed dinner, Jim called me. We chatted for a while and ironed out some additional details about Friday's trip to Seattle. Then he asked me if I'd gone to the gym today. I told him that I had and he said that he had gone to the local gym in Seattle, too. "Did you get any?" he asked.

"Yeah, I had a little fun."

"I got some, too."

"One of your regulars?"

"No. Some white boy who wanted to suck me off in the showers," he said.

"Did he succeed?"

"Of course, he did. You know how easily you can get me to fire when you suck my dick." I laughed.

"I thought I was the one who squirted easily," I countered.

"This guy had an incredible technique. He really knew how to get my nut."

"Was that the only guy you did?"

"Well, one of my regulars came in just as I'd finished bathing this guy's tonsils with my cream. And he, the regular guy, started licking my nuts as this other guy sucked the last drops from my slowly shrinking dick. You know how I get when someone licks my nuts." I knew very well; his legs raised like his heels were filled with helium.

"Did you let him fuck you?"

"Fuck, no! This guy is a major bottom. Besides, I'm reserving my tight ass for you, John."

"Really?"

"Everyone here thinks I'm a top, and I haven't disabused them of that. Besides, no one could satisfy my hungry ass like your big dick can. And that's enough about me, John. What did you do at the gym today?"

"Before I even got my clothes off, a couple of hungry guys wanted me to fuck them, so I did. Of course, we used condoms, but I sprayed my load all over one guy's back while the other guy licked my cream off."

"Sounds to me like you had a good time with those guys, John."

"They seemed to have a good time."

"And then?"

"One of my regulars came along, and I had a service him to. But the sauna was busy, so we fucked in the showers. He splattered his load all over the shower curtain."

"Damn! I wish that'd been me. I love your big dick up my ass. I can't wait until we can bareback. That's gonna feel so good." He paused a moment. "I know he had a good time. I'll bet you got off, too."

"Is a frog's ass watertight?"

Jim laughed. "If you come in my ass, it won't be watertight anymore, that's for sure."

Left unsaid, of course, was that I had fucked this guy bareback, and pumped a monster load deep in his hungry butt. If I wanted this relationship with Jim to go anywhere, I'd have to curtail riding this guy's ass without a condom. However, I didn't know if this relationship with Jim was going to go anywhere. Distance was the issue. Still, Jim was worth some sacrifice.

After the phone call, I felt guilty. I should have told him that I was barebacking this guy, but I hadn't. I would have to confess "my sin," if this sexual friendship had any chance of turning into more than just a weekend roll in the hay. Avowing to do just that the next time I talked to him, I locked up the house and went to bed.

Before I left the house Tuesday morning, I added condoms to my gym bag. After all, not all my tricks had the good sense to carry extra large condoms with them. I might as well be prepared. I knew I liked sex too much to not fuck around with guys that turned me on at the gym. It might be different if Jim lived closer. But there was no way I could be celibate during the week and save myself for Jim on the weekends. I certainly wouldn't expect it of him, either.

After my workout Tuesday, I prowled the showers in the sauna. I didn't see anything that I liked and was about to give up, when one of my regulars showed up. I nodded to him as he turned to see who had left the sauna. He smiled, nodded back, and joined me after a quick rinse in the shower. I didn't know the guy's name, but I knew that he loved to suck my dick and swallow my load, as much as I enjoyed his thick, curved dick and its creamy load. He was a slender white guy, but his ass was beautiful, being round and high.

He followed me into the sauna, tossed his towel aside, and went down on me. He played with my heavy nuts as he sucked my dick. Replacing his wet mouth with his hand, he licked my hairy nuts one at a time, humming delightfully. A finger grazed my asshole. I knew what he wanted. Raising my legs, I gave it to him.

Without skipping a beat, his tongue lashed out at my tight pucker, snaking his oral digit as far as he could up my narrow channel. When he came up for air, I pushed him back onto the wooden bench, lifted his legs, and returned the deliciously wet favor. Within three minutes, he was begging me to fuck him.

But, I was thirsty for cum. Instead of granting his wish, I turned about, assumed a 69 position, and went down on him. My thick, ten-inch dick dangled over his lips. Precum oozed from the piss slit. He lapped it up greedily, engulfing the spongy head, and swallowing the shaft to the back of his throat.

I hadn't been idle. My dark lips and long, wet tongue caressed his throbbing, thick dick. I bobbed up and down on his phallus, playing with his full nuts, and rubbing a finger over his wet asshole. From the superior position, I was going to come fast. I hadn't thought of that when I got into a 69 with him. But it worked out well. His dick was ready to fire almost as soon as mine was.

Groans of impending climax rattled around my dick as he sucked harder on my thick horse dick. His dick jerked in my mouth, and I tasted his sweet cream. That was the trigger that released my flood of cum into his sucking maw. We nursed on each other's dick for several minutes, making sure we'd drained the other's lizard completely. Sated, but dripping wet in the hot sauna, we exited, and return to the showers. My big hose hung large over my big balls, slapping wetly against my quads as I walked.

I hung up my towel and turned to the nearest shower stall. The shower curtain in the handicapped stall opened. Another of my regulars grinned at me, and motioned me into his shower stall. He produced a foil packet, turned, and bent over, showing off his hot ass. I smiled back. It had been ten minutes since I'd shot off my last load. I knew I had another one for him.

I close the curtain behind me as he sat on the bench. His hands on my ass pulled me towards him, his lips vacuuming up my hardening dick. Savoring the last few drops of my last load, he looked up at me, then handed me the condom. "Open me up and fuck me like I love it," he whispered. We traded places, with me sitting on the bench, and with him standing bent over, pulling his hard buttcheeks apart. I licked his hole, inserting one finger then two to open him up. As I ate, I rolled the large condomed onto my throbbing dick. I twisted my fingers inside him and stood up.

"You ready?" I asked.

He nodded urgently, and backed into me. Impaling himself on my black horn, he groaned softly at the pleasure only a big dick can give a hungry ass. "Yeah! You're the only one who can stretch me good like that. Push it all in!" Smiling, I complied with his request, sinking my ten-inch butt stretcher all the way in. "Fuck, yeah! Hot, fuckin' dick. Pound of my ass, Man." Having cum only a few minutes before, I knew this would be a longer ride than what I had in the sauna. But, I'd forgotten about his incredibly talented ass tunnel. He could milk the cum out of me faster than I could pull out.

But tonight, he wanted to be fucked more than he wanted my load. So, he let me drive the train rather than him. The slapping of hip against ass could probably be heard in the locker room, but as I got close to climax, I didn't care. I only wanted to cum.

Although I tried very hard to muffle the roar of my climax, he was even louder. I cupped a hand over his mouth to stifle the sound, but I think we were still heard at least in the shower room. Like the guy of the night before, he had come against the shower curtain as I had climaxed in his ass. As I descended from the high that only a climax can bring, I pulled slowly out of his ass and rolled off the condom. Before I could tie it off and dispose of it, he grabbed it away from me, bit off the reservoir end, and stripped the condom of its spermy contents.

We soaped up, rinsed, and peered out of the shower curtain. The coast was clear. He left first, grabbed his towel, and dried off. I lingered a few more minutes, then, I dried off, too. I wrapped my towel around me and went to my locker. Three men openly cruised me. I dropped my towel, and worked my combination lock. When I open my locker, one of the men walked up to me. "Sounded to me like you just had a good time," he grinned. He brazenly checked out my muscled body, lingering a moment on my longer than flaccid dick. He smiled, reached for my dick, and squeezed the head. "I'd like to get more of this the next time we're both in here," he smirked, licking off his cum- laden fingers.

I know I blushed. My dick always drips cum after I shoot off a load for at least another five minutes. I try to remember to squeeze the head to get rid of most of the drops, but this time I'd forgotten. I checked him out, and decided he might be fun to play with another day. I smiled, nodded, and patted his ass. "I hope you like it to deep in your ass," I grinned back at him.

"Just how big does this beauty get?" he asked.

"A nice, thick, ten inches."

He blanched. "No shit?"

"Too much for ya?"

"Uh, well, it depends on how you use it."

"I want you to enjoy it enough that you'll want to do it again," I pointed out. "I'll go as gently or as rough as you want it."

"Can I eat your ass or suck on your balls while you fuck him? Maybe, get you to fuck me, too?" one of his friends asked.

"We'll see when we connect." But, I didn't see any of them the rest of the week. I always came in at the same time for my workout, so it wasn't like they couldn't have figured out when I'd be there to get it on.

Wednesday after working out, I found a new guy who wanted to suck me off, but he didn't swallow. When I warned him I was coming, he pulled off and beat me off, spraying by load all over his chest and rubbing it in. Thursday was much the same, but this guy was one of my regulars and he wanted a facial, which I gave him.

Thursday night, Jim called. He wanted to confirm our rendezvous in Seattle, including an estimate of when I thought I might arrive. I told him I was going to leave Portland by three to avoid the traffic here. But, he said that would get me into Olympia about 4:30 and traffic would be practically at a standstill because of their rush hour. However, he added, there really wasn't a good time to try to get through the Olympia -- Seattle corridor between three and seven. "Just be patient and call me when you leave the freeway," he suggested.

I raced out of the office promptly at three, jumped in my car, and hit I--5. Traffic was slow leaving north Portland, but opened up five miles north of Vancouver. Jim had warned me where the cops hung out in speed traps between Portland and Seattle. Although the speed limit was 70 for most of the trip to Olympia, I blazed up the freeway doing 85 (except at the speed traps). From Olympia north, the speed limit was 55. But it didn't make any difference. I don't think I ever topped more than 50 the rest of the way. The freeway came to a standstill at Fort Lewis and again in Tacoma. By the time I got to South Center, traffic had degraded to stop and creep for the rest of the trip into Seattle.

I slipped off the freeway in downtown Seattle and headed up Capitol Hill. I dialed Jim's number to let him know I was close. Jim's condo was on the far side of the hill, but the traffic lights were with me. I was at his front door within another five minutes. I looked at my watch: 7:30. If I were coming up here again, I'd better leave at noon. This should be a three hour trip, if it weren't for rush hour traffic, I muttered to myself.

Wresting my gym bag from the back seat, I locked the car and strode up to his front door. Before I could knock, Jim opened the door. He smiled, pulled me inside, slammed the door shut behind me, and kissed me passionately on the lips. His hands roamed over my back and butt as he hugged me tightly.

When he broke the soulful kiss, he said, "I've been waiting for you all week, John. Toss your bag over there," he indicated pointing toward the sofa. "You'll get the full tour later; but right now, I'm gonna eat you alive." He pulled my shirt over my head and began licking at my erect nipples. His hands worked at unbuttoning my Levi's. I moaned in appreciation. Sliding my pants down to my knees, his hands caressed my hard butt, his fingers slipping into my sweaty ass trench. Purposefully, I had decided not to wear underwear. I'm glad I did.

Jim nibbled down my chest and abs, pausing only a moment to nuzzle in my trimmed bush against the root of my hard dick. Hobbled though I was with my pants around my ankles, I turned slowly as Jim pressed on my left hip, trying to turn me. I hoped he was headed for my ass. I knew he loved to rim a ripe ass, and mine had been sitting in a car for five and a half hours. I felt his warm, wet tongue wiggling against my tail bone. As his tongue slithered lower, I bent over.

"Yeah, you know what I want," he nearly swooned. He edged closer to my asshole. His hands pulled my muscled cheeks apart, and he sniffed, deeply. "Fuck! Your ass is so hot!"

I struggled to kick off my shoes and get out of my Levi's. Jim held me in place, sniffing at my asshole like a dog in heat. Finally free of the encumbering clothing, I spread my legs and bent over farther. Jim's lips touched my tight asshole, kissing it lightly. He inhaled sharply again; then, his tongue darted out and he sampled my ripe hole. His tongue drilled at my back door, aching to get inside.

Pushing him backwards, I knocked Jim to the floor on his back. I moved back and squatted over his face, spreading my ass over his mouth and feeling the prickly hairs of his goatee as he chewed on my proffered hole. I groaned with pleasure. Changing positions slightly, I knelt over his chest, pushing my ass back into its face. I leaned forward as he pushed his face harder into me. The mound of his crotch swelled obscenely. Hastily, I unzipped his walking shorts and hauled out his beautiful, thick, black dick. I went down on him instantly.

As he feasted on my hole, I lapped up his precum and played with his bull nuts. Pulling away for a moment, I said, "I want to eat your ass, too. But, I can't with your pants on."

"Let's go to the bedroom, then." Leaving my clothes in the living room, I followed him into the bedroom as he tore his clothes off. On the night stand was a bowl of condoms. I grabbed two of them as I crawled up on the bed. Jim was right behind me. Before I could turn around or flop on to my back, Jim had his face in my ass, again. I could get used to this, I thought. Getting my butt rimmed is my second favorite thing to do. Of course, my favorite thing (as the recipient) was to get fucked.

As if Jim were reading my mind, he stood behind my doggy style position, and rubbed his hard, leaking dick against my wet hole. I handed him one of the condoms, not knowing if he remembered that we were still playing safe. He told me to get the lube off the dresser text of the bed. With two lubed fingers, he opened me up for his throbbing weapon. I felt the blunt head of his bagged dick press hard against my rear opening. He leaned over my back and whispered, "Let me know if I'm going too fast."

I smiled over my shoulder. As much as I needed to be fucked, there was little danger of him going too fast. Slowly, his monstrous dick slid deeper and deeper into my welcoming ass. His hands rested on my hips, pulling me slowly into the grinding thrust that pushed his bloated, black snake into my depths. "Damn," I moaned, "that feels good to have a big dick in my ass, again. But, you might want a towel beneath me for when I cum. This kind of deep fucking will make me cum for sure."

"I don't think we need to worry about that, John," he replied breathlessly. "Eating your delicious ass made my dick so hard that I nearly came. Then, getting my over- stimulated dick in your tight ass has me teetering on the brink of a huge climax."

"Shit! It's times like this that I wish we were barebacking, Jim. I'd love to feel you cumming in my butt." He continued to slowly fuck me, trying to hold off his climax, even stopping twice. But, his attempt was pointless. As much as I wanted it to last too, I couldn't help myself. My ass muscles were milking and stroking him as he thrust in and pulled out.

His body shook and a held breath escaped. Jim was giving in to the inevitable. He long-dicked me rapidly, going for maximum pleasure; but as his climax built, his thrusts stayed deep. I felt the big head swell, and grabbed his ass to hold him tightly against my hungry rump. His howls of pleasure rattled against the windows; his hips slapped against my ass, punctuating the still air.

And I thought I had a quick trigger!

His climax finally wound down and he pulled reluctantly from my ass. He stripped off the condom, and tied it off. I grabbed it away from him before he could possibly in the trash. Taking a cue from the guy I fucked Tuesday, I bit off the reservoir end and sucked out the contents. It was a delicious combination of my ass and his sweet cream. I could hardly wait until we could bareback.

"I'd love to suck you off and taste your cum, but I've really miss your big dick in my ass all week," he smiled.

Quickly, we change positions. John was on his back, his legs resting on my broad shoulders. I pushed his legs off my shoulders, pinning them to his chest. "I love to eat ass as much as you do," I reminded him. He grabbed his knees and rolled more on to his shoulders, pulling his ass off the bed. In that position, his buttcheeks spread and his asshole was completely exposed. I sniffed hungrily at his rosebud. "Just as good as I remember it."

I rimmed and sucked on his tasty hole for several minutes, reveling in his moans of pleasure as my goatee abraded his tender hole. My wet tongue drilled at his tight orifice, coaxing it open. Using my fingers and tongue together, I relaxed his sphincter enough to eat and lick at his butt channel lining. "Shit, Man! You've gotta fuck me!" he pled.

Lining up my bagged dick with his open manhole, I pressed forward. Again, he groaned with pleasure, or was that me? I leaned over him, gently kissing his full lips as more thick inches descended into his grasping butt. My shoulders pressed his knees harder into its chest, raising his ass up to meet my deeper thrusts. His big hands grabbed at my hard buttcheeks, holding me deep inside his milking ass tunnel.

As we kissed, I could taste my butt on his goatee. I assumed he could taste his ass on mine. Our passion heightened as I began fucking his hot hole faster and faster. "Fuck me, John! Cum in my ass!" he begged.

"I'm gonna fuckin' cum in your hole, Man! Take it! Ah, Fuck!" I shouted. A hot bolt of jizz blasted out of my dick and sprayed hard into the condom reservoir. Wave after wave of hot cum raced through my ten-inch baby maker, determined to breed Jim's beautiful, muscled ass. The harder we kissed, the harder I shot my load into his welcoming butthole. My climax waned to infrequent jerks of my body, but I continued to slowly fuck him and kiss his soft lips.

Finally, I pulled out and stripped the condom from my wilting dick. Ruthlessly, he tore the spent condom from my hand and bit off the tip, sucking out the warm contents the same way I had. "One way or another, I had to taste your load," he grinned.

On my knees, I walked up to his face, straddling his broad chest. "How about directly from the source?" I suggested. "But, take it easy. This thing is still sensitive." He nursed on my cum-slickened dick until it was completely clean. Then, he sucked on my egg-sized nuts one at a time. My dick started to grow again. His tongue lashed at my well fucked butthole, making me wiggle with pleasure as I sat on his goatee. I glanced over my shoulder and found that his big dick was hard again, too. Stroking it a few times I smiled down at him and said, "You wanna fuck me again?"

Although his mouth was well occupied eating my butt, he managed to answer, "Considering that I was in your ass only 30 seconds before I came, I could use a longer ride in your muscle butt."

I scooted back down his body and rubbed my deep ass trench along the thick underside of his throbbing dick. My wet butthole grasped at the thick mushroom head, feeling several slippery drops of precum lubing my winker. I pressed down harder with my ass, flexing my muscle cheeks and pushing out with my sphincter. The harder I pressed on him, the more ragged his breathing became.

Sensing his impending climax, my butt opened and swallowed the big head and three inches of the thick shaft. "Ah, FUCK!" he bellowed, thrusting his mighty, black sword completely in me. "I'm gonna cum!"

I pulled off just in time. A monster climax shook his body, and his dick fired a massive bolt of baby batter. The sticky cream pasted my butthole and balls. I sat back on the underside of his dick and rubbed back and forth furiously, trying to give him maximum pleasure. He held onto my hips and thrust up hard as each new climax wave crashed over him.

When his climax waned and his eyes opened, he smiled up to me. "You have no idea how close I came to cumming in your ass," he sighed.

"And you have no idea how much I wanted to feel you fire your load deep in my ass," I smiled back at him.

"But, it sure felt good barebacking you, if only for a few seconds."

"I liked it, too." My deep ass trench continued to grip and massage his wilting, sticky dick. "I could ride your dick for hours. But, I know I'd cum a lot of times in those hours. A big dick like yours would force the jizz right out of my nuts, whether I was stroking it or not."

"Sit on my face, again. I wanna lick up some more of my cum, John." Never one to pass up an opportunity to get my butt eaten, I turned around and sat on his face again. His abs and dick were shiny with his spent load, so I bent over and vacuumed up his dick gravy. Of course, bent over like that, Jim had perfect access to my spread ass and cum- bathed hole. He didn't pause a second before his tongue and goatee were feasting on my creamed pucker.

Although I tried to resurrect the dead, Jim's dick remained flaccid. But, mine didn't. Between the stimulation of his big dick up my ass and his lingual expertise on my hole, my dick was hard as steel and ready to shoot off, again.

"Fuck, Boy! Is your dick hard again?"

"You eat my ass and I'll get hard every time," I laughed.

"I wanna suck you off this time."

"If I stay in the superior position and eat and sniff your ass at the same time that you blow me, I'll come for sure, and fast," I warned him.

"I'm comin' out ahead on this deal!" he laughed.

Assuming our roles quickly, I straddled his head and pulled his legs under my arms, lifting his butt off the bed. My dickhead swiftly entered his wet mouth. His expert tongue lashed and sucked at the precum oozing from my gaping piss slit. The heady aroma of his butt combined with the rapidly escalating sucking of my leaking dick pushed me close to another climax. I tried to pull away from the blowjob, but Jim's sucking maw followed me ravenously.

I moaned a warning, but it came out more like a monosyllable grunt. His hands were busy playing with my ass; two fingers had slid inside, working my prostate. Suddenly, my climax hit me hard. Alternately, I backed up on his ramming fingers, then, pushed forward into his sucking mouth. Cum exploded from the end of my dick and flooded down his throat. More creamy ropes geysered into his face, as I sniffed and pigged on his butthole.

Laughing, I pulled away from his eager mouth. "That tickles!" I giggled, pushing him away. As much as I'd cum in the last half hour, my dickhead was extremely sensitive. Jim rolled me over onto my back and crawled up next to me. He looked me in the eye, smiled, and kissed me tenderly.

"You're the best sex I've ever had!" He kissed me again. "But, we should have dinner, now that we've had dessert. How about steaks and a salad?" I nodded my agreement, and kissed him, again.

"What can I do to help?" I asked.

"Just keep me company?"

"Can I molest you while you prepare dinner?"

"I was going to grill the steaks on the barbecue outside; but to do that, I'll have to put clothes on."

"We've probably already scandalize them with all the noise we've been making," I observed. "Why would they care now about you standing at the grill with me kneeling behind you, rimming your ass or slowly fucking your high, tight butt?"

He smiled. "Nonetheless, we should get dressed, at least for a little while," he added, seeing my disappointed look. "We could use the break, John, even if I like your idea a lot."

"I love looking at your muscled body, and especially at your big, high muscle ass. And I could swing on that big dick for hours, up my ass or down my throat."

"We have the rest of the weekend. There will be time to do it all, John," he smiled, giving me another kiss before we left the bedroom.

We showered the spattered cum from our bodies, trying very hard not to accost the other and starting another sex session. We dried off and put on shorts, in deference to the warm summer evening. After he fired up the gas grill, Jim pulled two, marinating New York steaks from the refrigerator. I offered to help him with the salad; so he gave me the romaine to tear up and the pears to slice while he roasted the sugared pecans. As the pecans warmed, he crumbled the gorgonzola cheese.

He asked me how I wanted my steak cooked. I said, "Dark and well done, just like I like my men."

He smiled. "So do I." He put the steaks on to sizzle and ladled more marinate over them as they cooked. A foil-wrapped package of garlic bread warmed at the back of the covered barbecue. An ice bucket with an unopened bottle of champagne sat next to the table. "You ready for some bubbly for dinner, or would you rather wait until dinner?"

"Now!" I exclaimed as I picked up a glass from the table and held it toward him. Flipping the steaks over, he walked over to the table. I put down my glass and snuggled in behind him, wrapping my arms around you thick, broad chest. As I nuzzled his neck, he tore the foil off the top of the bottle and twisted off the wire cage. Expertly using both thumbs, he pried loose the cork from the tight glass neck. The cork failed 30 feet into the air and landed with a dull thud on the roof of the condo behind him. The champagne didn't fountain, but Jim grabbed a glass and poured quickly, just in case.

He handed me the first glass and poured another. Returning the bottle to the ice bucket, he turned to me and smiled, "To us!" I repeated the toast and sipped. The champagne was an excellent domestic. Jim leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back, hugging him tightly.

"What will the neighbors think?" I whispered when we broke the kiss.

"Fuck the neighbors!" he replied good-naturedly. I put down my glass of champagne and hugged him again. My hands swept over his broad back to his ass; then, cupped his hard cheeks in my hands, pulling him closer. I looked into his eyes and smiled. He bent his neck and kissed me again. My hands slipped inside his shorts and played with his hard butt, my fingers exploring his familiar, deep ass trench.

He kissed me harder. I took that as a signal to explore more. He moaned wildly as I worked my fingers lower and touched his tight asshole. "Gawd, I wanna fuck you right here!" I warned. I could feel his hard dick pressing against my lower abs. My thick ten- incher throbbed hotly beneath his big balls, boldly begging to be released.

"I'd like nothing better than to feel this big monster up my ass," he huskily replied, massaging my hard dick through my shorts. As I played with his ass, his fingers grew bolder. Sliding both hands into the front of my shorts, he's slowly jacked me.

Suddenly, he fell to his knees, ripped my shorts down, and gulped half of my hard horse dick into his mouth. I pushed him away and shoved my dick back into my shorts. "Fuck, Jim! The neighbors will have a coronary!"

"Spoil sport!" he smiled, rising to his feet. "I guess I'll have to get my hot meat from the grill."

"Only until after dinner. Then, you can eat my meat until you tire of my jizz."

"Hopefully, my ass gets to eat your meat, too. And I'd never tire of your cum," he grinned.

"Count on your ass getting many rides, Big Man!" I smiled back, hugging him from his back and grinding my steely fuckhole into his musclebutt.

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