Starting Again

Happy 2007! Starting Again Chapter 24 by lennoxbear@gmail.com

Morning Light

Spence was up hustling about early the next morning. He needed to finish packing for his flight and business trip to Chicago. He timed things to squeeze in a workout with the few weights he had in his basement. It was a far cry from the set-up Sam and Joe had but it came in handy. His workout with them the night before had given him new incentive and direction for building his own home gym. He managed to give himself a good pump and a good stiff hardon thinking about the four beefy men who had been his workout partners the previous night. He wanted the size Sam seemed to be packing on, well all of them for that matter. He had called a friend of his when he got home last night to chat about special supplements. His friend had promised to get back to him the next day, hopefully before his flight.

The one thing strange last night was the somewhat confusing reaction he got from telling them his last name. It was no big deal and certainly a common enough name. Joe seemed to want to ask more questions but Sam changed the subject. He glanced at the clock and calculated how much time he had before having to be at the airport. He was heading up the stairs to the kitchen when the phone rang. His friend was calling back to let him know he could help him, in a matter of minutes if he wanted. He hesitated for a second then said yes. Ten minutes and he would be on his way to being a bigger and changed man. His hands shook a bit as he sipped a cup of coffee. This visit from his friend might make it close for his getting to the airport but he wanted to chance it. After 10 minutes, he stripped off his shirt and did a few poses in front of the mirror. He figured he could get a quick shower and still have plenty of time.

He glanced out the front door window and saw Steve, Matt and Joe on a morning run. Even on a cool May morning they were a hot sight in shorts and T's. His cock stirred in his own tight shorts as he headed to the kitchen to wash his cup and turn off the coffee pot. Chicago is always good for intense workouts so he stripped off his shoes and stuck them in his bag. He was pondering a quick change to another pair of shorts when the door bell rang. The man standing outside was a contact he had made at another gym. Someone who took pride in his enhanced body. "Hey Spence, well, you're looking pretty good, puny compared to me but good. So, here's what you need." He handed Spence the bottles and gave him directions.

"And this will help me pack on the muscle?"

"Oh yeah. You may need more but you'll notice a difference with everything real fast." Spence nodded and handed him the cash. "Why don't I give you you're first hit before you take off? Spence agreed and nodded toward the bedroom. He stripped down and eagerly stood waiting. "Hmm, nice butt. I could give you another shot too to help that. Ya know?"

"Uh, that's okay. Let's stick with the first plan." The big man pushed him over and swabbed a spot on his ass. He pulled some skin up and plunged in the needle. Spence yelped and rubbed his sore butt when the man was done.

"You're on your way. Why don't I stick around a few minutes to see how you feel."

"Why?"

"Well, everyone reacts a bit differently."

Spence shrugged and excused himself to shower. He was lathering away and imagining what it would be like to put on another 20 pounds of muscle when the shower curtain opened and his source stood naked before him. He wanted to say something but his dick began to stiffen. The bigger man pushed him to the floor. A flash of heat shot through Spence as the big man painfully tweaked his nipples.

"Thought I'd collect my tip." Spence felt the man's big hands move him around like he was a child. "Gave you an extra little hit of something the lab is working on as a going away gift." All Spence could do was grunt as the man's big cock plunged into his tight sore ass.

He woke up on the plane as the attendant informed him they would be landing at O'Hare in 20 minutes. He handed the man his empty glass and sat up. His ass throbbed from the slamdunk fucking the man had put him through. His cock hardened in his jeans as he fidgeted to get comfortable in the seat. Even in first class, the guy next to him stared as he shuffled around. His snug jeans did little to hide the swollen stiff cock within.

For once he managed to have a quick experience at baggage claim and went to pick up his rental. It took another 30 minutes for him to get to his hotel. He had a difficult time concentrating on what the hotel clerk said but found his room with no problem and tossed his bag on the bed. He stripped and made a quick phone call. As he unpacked his bag, he pondered what to do with his new supplement program while in the room. He found a secure spot with his clothes. His head throbbed so he sucked down a couple of aspirin and stretched out across the bed.

Also that morning...

Joe rubbed his sore ankle and scowled at Sam. "Damn, you kicked me a good hard one last night when Spence said his name was Tankersley." He held up his leg as he pulled on his sock and running shoe. "A simple nudge would have sufficed."

"Sorry, guess I overreacted. I'll make up for it later. "We'll fuck three times tonight."

"Oh okay. Hmmm, only three? So do you think he could be related to Tank and me?" Sam slowly turned and stared at Joe. "What?"

"I don't know how we missed it but Spence looks like Tank."

Joe's mouth dropped open. "You think he could be Tank's son?"

"I don't know but while you run with Steve and Matt, I'm going to make some calls to get some info and start searching for loose ends."

"You're not running with us?"

"No. I'm feeling a bit tired this morning. Think I may be coming down with a cold."

"Oh, then stay away from me. All deals are off."

"Hmmm. Until you get back from your run and I lick your big sweaty balls." Sam nuzzled against Joe's back and ran his hands over the big pecs and stiff nipples. "And that big wet cock all sweaty sliding down my throat."

"Stop it. Damn, now look. I'm going to have to run with a stiff dick."

"I know how to push your buttons."

Joe headed off to the front door to warm up and wait for the guys. "Damn you, Sam."

Steve and Matt came jogging around the corner. Joe had done several warm-ups and fell in motion with them as they headed back to the main road. Both men smiled and stifled small giggles.

"What?"

"Oh nothing. Just that you always show up with a big flopping cock in your shorts."

"What do you want me to do? Sam likes to send me off with a um, happy spirit for running."

Matt snorted. "Well, if that spirit gets any happier, it'll flop right out of those shorts."

Steve grunted as they jogged along. "Damn, now my dick is getting hard."

Matt glanced down. "Again? What are you drinking?" The three men ran for quite a while discussing Spence's surprise the night before. As they circled back around to Joe's Matt sighed. "Can't believe I won't be working all these Saturday and Sunday mornings as a routine anymore. I could get spoiled by this. Is that Swede's truck in your driveway?"

Joe reached down to adjust his cock and balls. The thought of Sam and Swede went directly to his dick. "I didn't know he was stopping over this morning. Hope everything is okay."

Matt stopped on the front sidewalk to catch his breath. "Do you think Scott and Swede did the big deed last night?"

Steve snorted. "Of course he does, damn his dick is hard again. How do you manage to run with a hardon, damn. I'd think that would be painful."

"It didn't happen until I saw the truck I'll have you know. So there. You guys want to uh, stop for a cup of coffee? Maybe some scoop on last night's dinner."

Steve and Matt looked at each other. "I'm glad he asked otherwise I would have had to embarrass myself and beg for coffee." Joe shook his head and rolled his eyes.

Swede was seated at the kitchen counter with Sam. Joe walked in and motioned to Sam that Steve and Matt were behind him. Sam got up to get coffee mugs. "Morning guys. How was the run?"

"Good. Gets the blood really moving." Matt turned to get cream from the refrigerator.

Swede sipped his coffee and studied the beefy butt. "Damn Matt. You have the best butt ever." Matt slowly turned back to look at Swede.

Sam sat back down on his stool. "Swede was just telling me that he blew open his closet door last night with Scott."

"We fucked like bunnies." Swede beamed as Matt crossed over to Steve.

"He evidently had a good time." Steve rubbed Matt's beefy butt. "And I agree with you Swede. Yum-butt."

"The man could fuck me for hours it felt so good to not be living a lie anymore."

"Stamina is not a problem for either of them." Sam surmised.

Steve tilted his head to one side. "We sorta gather that. So where's Scott?"

"He got called out for a freezer breakdown at the store where you worked Matt? Congratulations on the new job by the way."

"Thanks. So he's brightening Tony and Bear's morning. And you just came out of the closet?"

"Yeah. I've been fighting it for a long, long time and then the other day I got raped and then the next day met Scott and it's like he's the gentlest lover okay, maybe not so gentle and all my real feelings just exploded."

Joe choked back some coffee. "Exploded. Descriptive. Raped?'

Sam rubbed Joe's sweat soaked shorts. "Yeah, a weird story."

Swede nodded. "I'm not sure I can talk about it again right now. Scott made me feel so good about myself. This guy who forced me, well, he's a real nutbag closet case in my book."

Matt put his hand over top of Swede's on the counter. "Well, you're among friends now and we stick up for and protect each other. Especially Joe. He seems to stick up really well when running." Joe glanced down at his crotch and his semi-rigid dick outlined in his sweaty wet shorts. *****

Scott wandered into the big store shortly after 7:00. He signed in at the customer service desk and headed back to the meat department to find Tony. The lean man was actually wearing a company jacket that fit him this morning and jeans that didn't look four sizes too large. Scott smiled at the transformation. Tony was elated to see him as Bear pushed another cart of meat to another freezer. Bear shook his hand, looked around at the still quiet store and gave Scott a big hug.

"Dude, do your magic before he makes me move a trainload of meat."

Scott threw his arm over Bear's thick shoulders. "I'll get right on it. How are you boys this morning?"

Tony closed the door on the display case where he had just finished putting out a huge display of fresh cuts from the freezer. "We're good. Had a great night together, something we don't always get to do too often. You?"

Scott leaned against the frame of the freezer door. "Well. I may have met the man with whom I want to spend all my time." Tony and Bear put down the things they were doing and followed him into the freezer control room. "It was a chance meeting thanks to Sam and Joe. Big, beefy, unbelievably muscular body, dick of death and versatile. Damn, I'm in trouble."

Tony pulled the door closed to keep other staff from hearing. "You think you're falling already?"

"Huh? No, this unit is totally dead. I need to get some stuff from the truck. And well, yeah. The other I might be in love. Oh fuck, I'd be a permanent bottom boy if Swede asked me."

Tony and Bear smiled. "Ahhhhhhh."

Scott smiled. "Okay, maybe not permanent. He has one sweet ass."

"What about Ron?"

Scott shrugged. "He's just going out in life and into the world. I bet he meets someone when he gets to college. The challenge will be if he can be out on a college football team."

Bear rubbed a frozen roast against his crotch. "Uh, that's enough talk. I'm getting way too horny and we have our whole shift ahead of us." Tony playfully tweaked a nipple. "Uhhhh, don't. I'll be sporting a rod all day thinking about sex."

Tony smiled as he headed back out to the tables. "Pretty much assures me of one hot night."

Scott chuckled. "I'll let you two horndogs get back to work and I better get this thing chugging again or you will have lots of thawed meat to move. Ooooo beef sale."

Bear squeezed his shoulder. "That sounds a lot like the date you had last night." ****

Ken and Bill were up and getting ready to go to the gym when Steve and Matt came jogging back into the driveway. "Good morning guys. How was the run?"

"Good. Great start to the day. Um, going to work out eh?"

"Yeah, we have some things on our to do list for this afternoon so we wanted to get a workout done before it got too late and we were too tired."

Steve turned to Matt. "You up for a workout?"

"You mean in the gym or the b...?"

"THE GYM! All that talk about Scott and Swede got you going eh?"

Bill perked up his ears? "Scott? Swede? The pool guy for Sam and Joe?"

Matt nodded. "Yeah, they had a little coming out party last night."

"Oh, I'll be damned." Bill rubbed Ken's back.

Ken tossed his bag into the truck. "Noooooooo, workout first, fuck later. Let's go. You guys want to join us."

Matt headed toward the back door. "Yep, we're just going to grab our bags and see you there." Sam the Shepherd came bouncing out the back door. "And let out the dog."

"See you there."

Sam and Joe were about to walk out the door to the gym when the phone rang. Sam scooped up the cordless and pressed the button. "Hey guy, how are you? Really wow, that was quick. Yeah, just send it to my email account and I'll get it to the guys who do search work. Super. Does he suspect? Oh. Yeah he seemed down about it but this could be good news too. Great, yeah be there Wednesday. Awww. And Pete? Really? Well, give him our love. And a big hug. Yeah later guy."

Joe threw his bag over his shoulder. "What was that all about?"

"That was Harley. I called him to ask him to try to get some info we could use to search out if Spence is Tank's son. He's quick. I think he asked all the questions while they were having sex so Tank didn't catch on. Says Tank is really bummed after meeting Dave and Dave Jr., and knowing that Matt has a son. And then there's Gus and Buzz and Tim. And that my family seems to have no problems with gay-straight family stuff."

"Yeah, you're such the typical American family."

"Aren't we though? Anyway, he's sending me everything he found out in an email and I can submit it to this search firm I hired when I was trying to solve the Sam, Sam, Ted confusion. Oh and, well, Andy's having a rough time losing the rest of his leg. They think they got all the cancer but have to run more tests. Meantime, Pete has fallen head over heels and won't leave Header's side."

"Ah, that's sweet. They're a couple."

"Threesome. He's got it bad for both Header and Andy."

"Wow, isn't that convenient? And hot?"

"Down boy. We're going to the gym first."

"And."

"Then to the store."

"And."

"Then to run some errands."

"So when do I get fucked?"

"We'll see. I'm fucking you in my mind right now."

Joe tossed his bag into the truck. "Lotta good that does me." Sam shot him a big smile and laugh. "And by the looks of that basket. It ain't all in your mind. That thing better go down before we get to the gym."

"Or you could go down on the way to the gym?"

Joe settled into the truck's passenger seat. "Hmmmm, oh yeah." *****

Swede lurched into a parking spot outside the coffee shop. His long legs stretched to the ground before he was completely out of the truck. The day was warming up nicely so he threw his jacket back into the truck. Inside the shop a young man seated at a corner window table watched the big truck and tall heavily muscled man. His eyes widened and he took a long sip of his coffee to calm his nerves. Swede jogged a quick couple of steps across the lot to avoid getting hit by soccer moms in their SUV's. The big pecs bounced as he ran those few steps. The young man watching him whimpered.

Swede walked in looked toward the corner table and waved. He motioned that he was going to get coffee, and came over to the table in a couple of minutes.

"Hi, I'm Swede."

"Yes sir. I saw you get out of the truck with your name on it."

"Oh yeah. Advertising pays I guess. So."

"I'm Gary."

"And what makes you think you want to do pool work for the summer?"

"I need a job sir and am willing to do whatever. We have a pool and I take care of it all the time by myself. It's always in clean shape and perfectly in balance. And I love working out doors and will do any heavy work that goes with it."

"That's good, it can be long days and hot when the weather starts to soar in July. What made you call me?"

"Well, my friend Dave from school, his uncle hired you and said you mentioned you might need to hire someone, so I took a chance."

"Who's the uncle?"

"Sam Chambers."

Swede got a big smile across his face. "Small world. I was just over there talking to them this morning. Sam and Joe are nice guys."

"The best sir. Here's a resume and some info on me."

"You're 17? So you're about a year or so behind Sam's nephew?"

"Yes sir, but I'll work really hard and I like being outside and I like doing pool stuff and I'm handy with tools but ..."

"But what?"

"I know I'm young."

"Everyone has to start somewhere." ***** The knock on the door woke him up from a slight snooze. The hotel had sent up a guy with the towels he had requested. Through the peephole the man held promise. Spence went to open the door, turned the knob, opened it about six inches and felt himself hit the floor.

"Sir. Sir. Are you all right?" Spence blinked and shook his head to focus. The bell man stood over him pressing a cool wash cloth on his forehead.

"Yeah. I think so. Did I pass out?"

"Not totally but you went down hard so I lifted you onto the bed." Spence squinted at the young man until he could see the ruggedly handsome face and broad shoulders. "Do you want me to call a doctor?"

"No. I think I'm okay. Just light headed." And naked. "Oh gees. How often do you have to help a naked man in the hotel?"

"More often than you might realize. Not all of them as good looking or built as well as you. Why don't you lie there and I'll go get you some juice. Be right back." The man carefully closed the door part way and in a few minutes came back with a small carafe of orange juice. He poured Spence a glass and watched as he drank it down. "Better?" Spence nodded. "I think you need one more thing to help you relax." He slid to his knees beside the bed, wrapped his hand around the base of the big fat balls and stiff cock and licked the big head. Twenty minutes later Spence unloaded a thick helping of cream down the tight throat. He kissed Spence and smiled. "You're getting a bruise on your forehead."

Spence winced as he felt the knot on his head. "Can I give you a food order? I don't think I can handle going out."

"Yeah. I don't think I'd recommend it. Tell me what you want and I'll place the order. I'll come back later and be dessert if you want."

"Yeah, I want."

Evening Sam and Joe met up with several of their friends for a fun dinner at a local brew pub. The beer flowed as they all took turns buying pitchers to share as a taste test. Officer John kept tabs of everyone's drinks who was driving and cut people off at their limits.

He knew Buzz was getting a bit tipsy but that they would still manage to have hot sex no matter what. Keeping Buzz under control to keep his clothes on became the biggest challenge. They all hugged in the parking lot and headed for their respective beds. One of the highlights was Scott coming along with is new buddy, Swede. The muscleheads wasted no time welcoming him into the family.

Buzz flopped into the new Charger and giggled. John shook his head and fought back his own laughter at Buzz. "What has you so silly? You're a cheap drunk you know?"

"Buzz nodded enthusiastically. "Oh yeah, three beers, especially those ones we had tonight and I'm buzzing. HA. Buzz. Buzzing. Get it?"

"Oh good grief. Are you going to be able to stay awake tonight?"

"Oh yeah. Besides, you can just fuck me no matter what. So, anyway. Scott's new friend, Swede. Is it me or is he like really tall?"

John rolled his eyes. "He's like 6'6" buddy, that's tall. And all muscle."

"Do you think it's in proportion?"

"Um, I wouldn't know."

Buzz giggled again. "It must be from the way Scott was smiling."

"You're a goof ball."

Sam pulled the big truck into the garage and watched as Joe slid out from the passenger side and carefully walked to the kitchen. "You're a bit drunk aren't you?"

"Oh man, that beer was potent. How much did I drink?"

"Four big big glasses, probably the equivalent of a pitcher."

"Damn. Whoa, I gotta pee." He hurried off to their bathroom as Sam followed behind. Sam slowly stripped as Joe took care of business. "Damn, I thinking the whole pitcher is passing through. Oh man, I need to clean myself so we can fuck me."

"We?"

"Yeah, well you. Hey you're naked? Damn, you're ahead of me. Whoops." Joe's shoe went skittering across the floor.

"Let me help. I'll even help clean you."

"Oh Sam. You'd do that for me."

Sam slipped Joe's t-shirt up over his head and hugged the warm beefy body to his. "I'd do anything nutbag. Come on now." He slowly stripped Joe out of his jeans and socks and helped the man to his feet. Joe steadied himself against the wall as Sam got the shower going good and hot. He pulled Joe to him under the intense spray and kissed him hard. "You cleaned yourself before you went to dinner so you can't be too bad, let's just do a quick job." A few minutes later, Joe was clean and sobering quickly as Sam played with his body in the hot shower. Sam's hands were everywhere sensually lathering and caressing the firm muscles. Joe turned and bent forward as Sam's turgid cock slid into its favourite place.

"Oh holy fuck. Damn, love it Sam. Hold still, hold me. Push that frigging beast as deep as you, fuck yeah, oh my." Joe couldn't believe the feeling of how big the cock seemed to be that was deep inside him. He leaned back and breathed short gasps as Sam's hands worked his big round pecs.

"You are one hot young man Joe. Let's see what happens when I move a little this way." Joe gasped as his cock spewed rockets of cum covering the shower wall. "Yeah, how'd that feel?"

"Sam, I can't believe how you know exactly what to do to me. Did you cum?"

"Not yet, clench your but." Joe told as he was told as Sam pushed in another inch and began filling his boy with his hot juice. "Damn, that's a sweet ass."

"Oh fuck. Get my plug, I don't want to lose a drop of your jism."

The next morning Joe sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. "Damn, remind not to drink that potent beer on an empty stomach."

"Don't drink that beer on an empty stomach." He smacked Sam on his left pec. "Hey, I did what you asked of me."

"What time is it?"

"It's eight. I started coffee a few minutes ago. How're you feeling?"

"My heads a bit sore but not as sore as my ass. What did you fuck me with last night?"

"Just my trusty friend here. But you have your plug shoved in there."

"Oh. Damn. I need to pee." Joe stumbled to the bathroom as Sam pulled on shorts and a T-shirt to retrieve the paper from the front yard. He waved as John, Buzz, Steve and Matt jogged by. Followed a minute later by Ken, Bill, Scott and Swede. He smiled at the thought of the beef on the hoof and wondered if the neighbours had any clue all those muscleheadz jogging by were gay. Joe wandered into the kitchen and poured himself some coffee.

"I just saw John, Buzz..."

"Yeah, yeah, I saw them. Damn showoffs. At least Spence wasn't with them."

"Spence is in Chicago, but if he were here he'd..."

"Oh don't remind me. Damn, why am I so hungover?" *****

Spence pinched the skin on the side of his butt and stabbed it with the needle. He swabbed the area clean again and downed a glass of water with the second tablet his source gave him. He could feel the heat, or what he thought was heat surging through his body as he dressed for the gym. By the time he walked the two blocks to the gym he was primed and ready to pump some heavy weight. The place wasn't too busy. His eyes were pulled to a group of three black musclemen pumping chest in the corner. His cock stiffened somewhat as he approached them.

"Hey guys, mind if a puny guy like me works in with you?"

The biggest guy turned toward him, eyed him up from head to toe and smiled. Spence's nipples were swollen and visible under the snug T. His cock was not hard but obviously happy about what he saw. The man shot a quick glance at his workout buddies and stuck out his hand. "Sure thing. You ain't so puny. Name's Ty. This is Tag and that's Tom." All three were muscular and covered with thick veins. Ty's shorts did little to hide the big slab of manmeat between the legs.

Spence worked hard for the next thirty minutes until he was sweating freely and reveling in the pump surging through his chest. "Damn, this feels great." The three men took him through the rest of their routine in the next hour. Spence worked hard and concentrated on the blood filling his hungry muscles. Tom nudged Ty and nodded at Spence's erection in the snug shorts. He turned quietly toward Ty and whispered. "This dude's ready for more than pushing iron. I bet that throat can suck down any of our cocks and did you see that ass. Mmm."

Ty nodded and tweaked his nipple. "Let's do another 30 minutes then head out. We'll take the back way." Spence thanked the three men did a couple quick poses to check his reflection and smiled. Damn good workout. "So, you heading back to your hotel?"

"Yeah, guess I'll shower there."

"Super, well come along with us. There's a tunnel that joins all these buildings. We work security and know how to get you back to your hotel without having to go outside. It's starting to rain." Spence nodded and followed the three of them into the locker room to collect his stuff. He peeled off his wet shorts and underwear and pulled on a pair of baggy pants. The others did likewise. Tag led them through the gym, down a stairwell and unlocked a door into a brightly lit tunnel. The four men joked as they walked through the first building. Tag unlocked another door and Spence followed his new buds. About 20 yards down the tunnel, Ty dropped his bag, turned to Spence and pulled the man to him in a hard kiss. "What's great about these tunnels, especially on the weekend, is that no one uses them, except us. On your knees buddy. You were eyeing my meat during the whole workout, time to give you a taste of it." Spence's sexual needs washed over him. A buzzing seemed to fill his brain. He didn't think twice as he dropped to his knees in front of Ty and eagerly waited for the huge man to pull one enormous cock from the baggy pants. "Open wide. You wanted a taste, you got it." Spence nursed on the big prick and soon had it stiff and shiny with spit. It slid easily down his throat. Tom and Tag stripped off his clothes while he sucked on Ty's tool. He became aware that the other two men were now also naked and stroking stiff thick cocks. They circled around him and took turns fucking his open throat. Spence seemed to float above the men and didn't even attempt to fight them off. He worked at the three big thick black cocks. His tongue licked and cleaned sweat from their lemon-sized balls. When Tom turned to open his butt hole before him, Spence's mind snapped. He couldn't control himself.

Had anyone walked down that tunnel, they would have found a beefy, naked sex-starved white man sucking cock and eating the asses of three black muscle men. As the need for release built up inside Spence, he transferred that to his three masters. Ty once again filled his throat as Tag pushed his long, thinner prick deep into Spence's round muscle butt. The three men took turns face-fucking and ass-splitting Spence. When Ty took his dick and rammed it balls deep into the white boy's ass, Spence swallowed Tom's curved ebony tool to the hilt. The biggest of the three cocks filled Spence's hole with stream after stream of thick white goo. Tag and Tom jacked off and sent their loads splashing across Spence's sweat-covered back. Ty slowly slid down the opposite wall to sit on the floor. His shiny ass-slime-covered cock was still hard and proud. Spence straddled the shiny dick and impaled himself. Ty reached around and forcefully stroked Spence's cock. Ribbons of cum shot up until Tag swallowed the man's still convulsing cock. Tom helped Spence to his knees and the three black men surrounded him with deep kisses and nipple tweaks.

Ty finally hugged Spence to him. "He licked the back of Spence's neck and squeezed him tight. "We have to get home and cleaned up to go to work. That was awesome. How long are you in town?"

"Until Thursday morning, I fly home then."

Tom handed Spence a card. "That's my number. We'd like to do this again but maybe in a bed. We don't want you to think we going around raping muscle pups. We can show you a better time in a proper setting."

"Better? Gees, I got three men to dump their loads all over me, fuck me till my ass lips probably look like an ad for Botox, and my throat is stretched from that big log of a cock between Ty's legs. Better? Really?"

Ty pulled his T-shirt back over his sweaty chest. "Yep, imagine how fun it could be if we didn't have to go to work."

Spence sat on the floor. "Wow, damn, I'm still horny. I'll give you guys a call but I can't make any promises. My boss keeps me pretty busy on these trips."

Tom pulled on his baggy pants. "Tag and I gotta run. Keep us in mind. Ty, later bro." They watched the two men hurry down the hall and through another door.

Ty pulled Spence to him and smiled. "You are like a man possessed over sex." He placed his large hand on the back of Spence's head and pressed their mouths together. Spence felt Ty's sexual energy pass to him. The two men embraced tightly, locked in a deep long kiss."

Spence leaned against the much bigger man. "Do you have to go to work?"

"Yep, sorry. Buddy, I don't know what cycle you're on but just keep the one for muscle building. I'm betting they gave you something to enhance your sex drive. Not sure that's such a good idea."

"Nah, nothing like that."

Ty looked into Spence's eyes a long time. "I'm not so sure. Take it from someone who has done a cycle or two in his time. They slipped you something besides the muscle growth enhancer. I like sex as much as the next guy, but some of the shit out there can get you into a truckload of trouble. You're a good looking man and ya don't need nothing to turn you into some brain dead sex-starved freak. Be careful. Later." He gave him another quick kiss. "You're hotel is through that door and up two flights of stairs. Don't work too hard." Spence watched the large man leave though the same door as the other two. He stood naked and cold in the dimly lit tunnel. As he pulled his clothes back on, the heat and need for more sex washed back over him. The hotel lobby was bustling with weekend travelers as Spence emerged from the seldom-used doorway. His body was hot for sex. The large sore nipples stood out proudly against the cotton T. His dick pushed out against the loose material of his baggy pants. His mind reeled from the sex he had just had with three hot men. Fortunately, the elevator was empty when the door opened. No one else was around to get on. Spence leaned against the side of the cube and pushed the button for the 20th floor. The doors slid shut and were almost closed when a large hand pushed them back open.

"Oh sorry, didn't know anyone was on this thing. Ah, we're on the same floor. Well, at least that's convenient." Spence looked up into the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen. The big, big man was a wall of muscle in a tight black pullover, worn jeans and carrying a brief case. He shot Spence a big wide smile surrounded by a thick moustache and goatee. The thick facial hair countered the shaved head. Spence felt his nuts throb as he inhaled the man's heavy masculine clean smell. "Must have been some workout. You look whipped."

"Yeah, it got pretty intense. Three other guys worked me good." The man studied him with that remark and lifted his big meaty arm to scratch his head. The biceps flexed into a huge hard round ball. Spence stared trying to calculate just how big those arms had to be. As big as the man was, he had a small waist and lean body composition. "I'm always ready for a good workout. The man's intense gaze only made his cock harder and his balls ache for relief.

"Well, you need to rest appropriately to allow the muscles to grow and not overwork them."

"Yeah, I think I'm going to take a nap now."

"Ah, our floor. After you." Spence smiled up at the big man, walked out of the elevator, turned down the hall toward his room and felt the walls start to spin. He walked a few yards and fumbled with his door key.

"We're right across the hall from each other. I'm meeting a buddy of mine tomorrow for a workout. He's a trainer. You're welcome to join us. Buddy?"

Spence turned to thank the man and accept the offer but instead fell face forward into the big man's chest. *****

Sam studied the email from Harley and the response he had just received back from the guys who had done family and genealogic searches for him a couple of weeks prior. Joe walked into the room sipping another cup of coffee.

"I am finally starting to feel human again after all that beer last night. Don't ever let me get that drunk again."

Sam laughed. "You and Buzz are like the cheapest drunks. You get high from the fumes when we have a glass of wine with dinner."

"I'm not that bad."

"Ha. How many times did you get off last night when we were having sex?" Joe blinked and shrugged. "Yeah, no idea. Couple a beers and you're a cheap whore."

He walked over and leaned against Sam. "But I'm your whore daddy."

"Yes you are and I'll be doing a check of your nuts later to see if you've recovered." A big grin spread across Joe's face. "I said later. Hey, I got an email from my nephew. Seems that Swede hired his buddy Gary to work pool maintenance for the summer."

Joe looked skeptically at the screen. "Bet he didn't tell Swede he is gay. The kid's gonna be popping a boner all summer around that big man."

"Chances are Swede didn't tell him either. Still, they should be honest with each other. It'll be better for their working relationship. Gary will still have a boner all summer but at least he won't feel as guilty about it. And then there's this." Sam handed Joe the printouts he had received from his contacts. Joe scanned the pages and sat on the edge of the desk.

"Damn I got myself another cousin. And Tank has a son." He looked back at the paper. "Well, we knew he had a son, but this is good for him. And Spence. I guess?"

"Yeah, that's a good question. How do we tell Spence we know his dad and does he want to make amends? Tank said it's been something like what? Fifteen years since he had any contact with him. His mother doesn't sound too tightly wrapped."

"So how do we...or do we, get them together?"

"Hmmm. We know Tank wants his son back in his life. We aren't sure about Spence. We have to think of a subtle way of springing this on him. Before we say anything to Tank. And if Spence decides he'd rather not be in Tank's life, then we have to keep a secret."

"Yeah but what happens if he says he doesn't want to know, and he goes to the cabin with us and meets Tank and well, things happen?"

Sam laughed. "Tank is a pretty down to earth likable guy. The worst they could be is friends. Of course, they could end up having sex with Harley there."

"Poor Harley. He'd have to not blurt it out during sex."

"That's easy enough, just tell him to always keep a cock in his mouth. Hope he doesn't talk in his sleep."

"Do you really think Tank would be Spence's type or that he'd be interested in a big beefy Daddy at all." Joe and Sam looked at each other then broke up laughing. "Okay, really stupid question. We know for a fact that Spence likes hyper-masculine men and that pretty much sums Tank up in a nut shell."

Sam rubbed his big hand across his broad pecs. "That pretty much sums up all of our friends. Including the straight ones. So what do you think Spence is doing now? Should we try calling his cell?"

Spence's' cell phone was off and stuck in the bottom of his gym bag. He woke up stretched on his hotel room bed with the big man holding a cool wash cloth on his forehead.

"Hey, you okay? You blacked out on me there."

Spence looked up into the steely blue eyes and felt a hot bolt of sexual desire shoot through his body. He struggled to his elbows. "I think I'm okay. This happened last night too."

"That explains the knot on your forehead. Have you eaten anything?" Spence shook his head no. "Hmmmm, well, I have a couple of protein bars. I'll get you one to tide you over until you get some food into your body." There was a light knock on the door. "Ah, that would be Tom. My doctor is here on business and in the hotel so I called him. You really scared me and went down hard." Spence watched as the beefy butt made its way to the door. A mature, salt and pepper haired man in a tight T-shirt and snug jeans walked in and hugged the big man. He was not as tall as the first guy but still well-muscled. The familiar stiffness returned to Spence's cock.

"Hi, I'm Tom. I hear you blacked out and hit your head."

"Yeah. I think I'm okay. Just had too intense of a workout and a, um, a uh, bit of an after workout um workout."

Tom checked his pulse and looked into his eyes. "You reek of man sex. What's your name?"

"Spence. What? Huh? I do? Look, I'll be okay. It just got a bit rough and I should have eaten and I just need a nap. So thanks...I don't know your name." Spence reached out to the first man from the elevator.

The first big man stepped back over to Spence and held out his hand. "Eric. Eric Stout." *****

Sam and Joe walked through the aisles of the grocery store reading labels and stocking up on good food items for the warmer weather to come soon. Joe tried to sneak a box of Little Debbie's into the cart but Sam caught him and scowled.

"We eat enough stuff that's high in sugar without over dosing. I'm sure we can find healthier snacks." Joe muttered under his breath. "What? Have something to say boy?"

"Awww, every now and then I get a craving." Sam bounced his left pec. "For more than beef, whacko."

"I agree, but I'd rather we occasionally do a good quality ice cream than preservative heavy snacks."

Joe brightened. "Okay. I can live with that." They rounded a corner to the next partially blocked next aisle. "Boy, sometimes it's just a nuisance to shop here." The man checking stock quickly moved to get the pallet jack out of the way then stopped. "Hi Bear."

Bear moved the pallet, then looked both ways before giving both men a quick kiss on the cheek. "Hey guys. Spending your Saturday shopping, glad to see you here? Anything I can help you find? Or are you looking for a big meat item?"

Sam looked down the aisle. "Why? Where is Tony?"

"Oh he's on a break. You know those butchers. They can only work their meat so long."

Sam dropped his head to his chest and groaned. "So I hear. Hey buddy, you're looking a bit thinner."

"Yeah." Bear straightened up and flexed his big chest. "Dropped five pounds. Being around you guys has its benefits. Although, Tony doesn't want me to lost too much. He likes 'em beefy."

Joe rubbed Bear's shoulder. "I don't think you'd ever be petite. He's always going to have his beef. You guys coming over later? We thought we'd do burgers and beans, simple stuff."

"Sure sounds good. We need to get home and nap a bit first. These early hours are killers. Now I know why Matt didn't think twice when he got that new job."

Sam nodded. "Yeah, we're a consumer society so we have to have people like you working all hours. I for one appreciate it. Oh damn, phone, excuse me." Sam walked away from the shoppers to be out of the way while Joe and Bear continued to talk. Bear was paged away before he could get back to them.

"Who was on the phone?"

"Harley. There's too much sodium in that, we can make it ourselves and it would be healthier. Put it back. Seems Tank tried calling his ex to track down his son but she wasn't much help. Said he doesn't want to see him. She called back a couple more times to put Tank in his place but Harley intercepted the call and protected Tank. Oh, the woman who was running Tank's business office retired and Harley is doing some of that work, did I tell you that? Anyway, I guess Tank's ex is a real bee-itch from the little experience Harley has had."

"So do you think we should try to get the two of them together?"

Sam shrugged. "I don't know. Spence doesn't seem like the type to hold a grudge; we'll have to feel him out."

"Or up."

"Okay horndog, let's finish our shopping." *****

Doc Tom and Eric left Spence alone in his hotel room. He slowly stretched and headed into take a shower. His legs were a bit wobbly and unsteady. They had invited him to lunch. Doc hoped to convince him to follow his tried and true diet and supplement plan with Eric along as proof. Spence let the warm spray flow over his sore body. If nothing else the three men who had fucked him gave him one helluva a workout before working over his ass and throat. His raw nipples screamed from the hot water and soap. His dick twitched in reaction. Whatever was in the second pill he bought seemed to take a long time to wear off. His cock was rock hard and throbbing just from the sensual feel of the soap on his skin and his hands running over his pumped muscles. He fought off the urge to stroke himself off again. The stubborn prick didn't go down until he was almost out the door to meet Eric. He checked his reflection in the mirror and liked what he saw. He still felt a few more pounds of muscle couldn't hurt. His arms and pecs looked full and pumped and his jeans hung on his round muscle butt really well. Not bad, but there was always room for improvement.

He tapped lightly on Eric's hotel room door and heard movement as the big man opened it and bid him enter. "Feeling better? I'm a bit behind. Had a call from my lover and well, you know priorities?" Spence visibly licked his lips at the sight of Eric in a tight pair of white knit boxers. Every muscle was deeply defined and the cotton material did little to hide the big dick on the older man.

Spence tried to distract himself as his nuts reacted to the musclehunk. "So, I guess your other half has won a few bodybuilding contests from what Doc said?"

Eric pulled a snug white pullover on over the massive chest. "Yeah, a couple. He's very dedicated. He and a business partner now own three gyms and a couple of health food supplement stores. He lives and breathes working out, and it shows."

"Lucky you. I'd love to find a partner who shares my need to workout and well, other things."

"Eric zipped up his jeans and hunted for his shoes. "Well, one never knows when opportunity will knock. You look pretty damned good. I think roids can be beneficial to a point but need to be monitored by a doctor."

"Yeah, so I'm learning. You ever do them?"

"Many, many years ago, then I met my doc. He helped me become what I am today through good solid workouts, good diet and supplements. Oh, and I think sucking down my partner's cum didn't hurt." Spence looked back in lust. "Careful buddy. You'll split those jeans. You have a lot of good muscle. Tom can help you get bigger. You obviously have good genetics. How big is your father?"

"What I remember of him, he was a pretty big guy. My mom and he divorced when I was young and she didn't want him around. I don't know what the problem was but I wish she would have been a bit less bitchy."

"So you haven't seen him in awhile?"

"No. I bet something, um, like maybe 15 years. Or more. Maybe 20, not sure. I keep thinking I should try to find him and as an adult there isn't anything she can do to stop me. Other than trying to make my life miserable and she excels at that."

"Well, all the more reason to find a group of muscleheadz and hang with them."

Spence laughed as they walked out of the hotel room and toward the elevator. "You know. It's only been recently that I've heard that term used a lot to describe this group of guys I've gotten to know who live by me. I just recently came out to them and they accepted me as one of their group. Bunch of hot muscleheadz. The two guys who live closest to me, Sam and Joe, are real sweethearts and both built like fucking muscle freaks.

"Sam Chambers?"

Spence turned to look at Eric as they entered the elevator. "Yeah, you know him?"

Eric laughed and threw is big arm over Spence's shoulder. "It's a small world pup."

Doc Tom spelled out his whole belief in healthy foods and workouts with good supplementation over a hearty healthy lunch. Spence was sold but hesitant to stop the cycle he had just started.

"That's okay. We'll find someone to monitor you back in Pittsburgh. Now that I know you know Sam, I think that's a good first step."

"What's this program cost?"

Tom sat back and laughed. "Son, I don't charge for this. I just want to be sure the men I get to know and love in my life, all of my friends, are healthy and happy."

Eric snorted. "And all look like muscle gods. Dirty old man."

Tom sipped his iced tea. "You should talk. How many years difference between you and Tom? Oh and Spence, I think from what you've said, you should try to find your dad. If he turns out to be a schmuck, you don't have to keep him in your life. But do you want to go through life not knowing what you're missing?'

Spence nodded. "I agree. I'll look into it when I get home."

Eric nodded. "Family is important. I didn't have the best family situation growing up. My brother and I have taken years to get back on good solid ground with each other. I'm jealous of people who have those relationships. My partner's lucky that way. And since I don't have the best family to lean on, friends have become very important to me. I value good friendships. Oh, and speaking of that, one of the guys who works for me promised to drop off some paperwork to me, here he comes now." Spence choked slightly on his tea when Ty sauntered over and sat down in the fourth chair.

"Hey Eric. How you doing Doc?" Ty nodded to the waitress for some tea then quietly turned. "Hi Spence. Nice to see you again."

Eric took the bundle of large envelopes Ty offered him and looked squarely at Spence. "This was your after workout workout?" Spence flushed a bright red and nodded. "So he worked you over in the gym and, um, elsewhere."

Ty took a deep breath. "Worse than that. Tag and Tom joined me. Are you okay Spence?"

Spence slowly nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. I actually learned a lot this morning. Now I need to take what I learned and apply it to start all over again."

Ty flashed a wide smile. "Good. Then you won't mind if I say I want to see you again before you leave town. Let you find out I take as good as I give." Spence's eyes widened.

Tom bit his lower lip. "Okay, over share. We'll let you guys work out the details later."

Spence looked at the three beefy men seated around the table. "Wow, I can't help but think this all happened for a reason. I feel really lucky."

Ty looked slyly across at Eric and the doc. "Oh, buddy, you're going to be very lucky." *****

Sam and Joe shared what they knew about Tank and Spence possibly being his son over a cook-out at their house that evening. It had become a bit cool so Swede had cranked up the hot tub and pool for the men. They lounged in the warm comforting water chatting about a summer of workouts, treks to the new camp ground and possibly a road trip to P'town. Sam was heading to the camp in a couple of days to get an update from Tank and see what still needed to be accomplished for the upcoming Memorial Day weekend.

Joe poured another round of margaritas for those who were still drinking. "What happens if Spence doesn't react positively to meeting his Dad? I mean, if he doesn't want Tank in his life then how can we have everyone to the camp and hope they get along? You know?"

Steve stretched in the warm tub. "Hmmm, that could present a problem if they don't get along or even if Spence sorta hates him."

Matt relaxed against his partner. "I don't think Tank hates anyone."

Sam tilted his head. "I don't think he's real happy with his ex, short time as they were together."

Matt waved his hand. "Well, then it would serve her right if they got along so well they left her in the dust."

Sam agreed. "But if we're to bring them together, then we have to do it in a way, that keeps her out of the loop and gives them time to bond."

Joe slid his wet hand up over Sam's thick chest. "By bond, do you mean like have sex?"

Sam shrugged. "You're whacked. But, that's entirely between them. I don't judge."

"What about Harley?"

Steve tweaked Matt's nipple causing the man to jump slightly. "Oh, I'd say that was a threesome on the making."

Sam giggled. "I'll see them Thursday, guess I'll find out best I can." *****

Thursday morning Spence stretched out in bed next to the big thick beefy black man with whom he had spent the last several nights. He ran his hand lightly over the stiff monster of cockmeat under the sheet.

"Careful, that's loaded and you could end up with it up your ass again."

"That works for me. Damn Ty. I have to head back home this morning. I guess I'll have to hint at more business trips to Chicago."

"That would be nice. Spence, I know I ain't the commitment relationship type but boy you make it tempting."

"Well, I don't think either of us is ready for that. I would like to see you when I get to town."

"Count on it. In the gym too. You been busting your ass with me this week. You going to keep it up when you get home?"

"Oh yeah. My friends will see to it. I want to finish this cycle and see what happens on Doc's plan."

"What about those other little sex pills?"

Spence shook his head. "Don't know. You see what happened when we both tried one the other night?"

"Yeah, we practically busted each other's asses with fucking. Not that that's a bad thing. It's just that you damn near busted my ass."

"Yeah, those things, whatever they are, are a bit too potent. I like sex but I don't feel like I have any control if I take them."

Ty rolled onto his side and pulled Spence to him. "Well, then don't. I've learned to like you a lot as a friend these last few days, don't let some sex drug screw that up. Oh, bad pun."

Spence laughed. "Don't have to worry about that. I feel like you could ride my ass any time with no drugs needed?"

"Like now?" The big man smiled and rolled on top of Spence. *****

It had been a rainy drive up to the camp ground for Sam. He was happy to see how well the new gravel driveway held up to the pouring rain. Header's truck was in front of the cabin as he pulled up. Header hugged and kissed Sam when he walked in and dropped his briefcase in the new kitchen area. He had been working on the basement rooms by himself.

Sam turned around slowly in the main floor area. "Wow, this...looks...great. Absolutely phenomenal. The kitchen, lounge and dining room are awesome."

"Aren't they? The basement isn't quite finished but the main floor and the second floor are done. The second floor is like a fantasy dorm and bedroom loft. We keep envisioning all these men staying here having wild sex orgies."

Sam snorted. "Well we'll see. Where's Tank?"

"Harley left him some paperwork to do. He hates paperwork. But, he should be along soon."

"How's Andy?"

"About what you'd expect. He has another week of therapy and recovery to go through and another fitting with his new leg. Harley drove him up to Pittsburgh again today. Some department with the universities. They do some really cool rehab stuff."

"And the new boyfriend?"

Header took a deep breath. "I so need Andy home full time. I don't think my jaw and ass can be the sole focus of this party much longer." He giggled. "Damn I feel like a giddy bride on her honeymoon. Why sir, we just fuck ourselves into a frenzy." He held the back of his hand to his forehead.

"You think Andy can handle that?'

"Oh yeah. I watched guard a couple of times at the hospital while they went at it in the hospital bed."

"Ooooooooookay, don't need any more info."

"Harley will be home later. Andy is staying overnight. The guy who heads this department is in a chair and knows how much Andy wants to be able to run and workout. Evidently, the department head still rock climbs and does all kinds of sports. Should be good for my brother."

"He's pretty determined so I am sure he will bounce back. Man, I can't believe how this cabin came together. It's fucking awesome."

Header was finished the last of the work on installing a separate hot water heater for the basement showers and laundry. "We wouldn't have been able to do it this quickly if you hadn't brought along all your buddies. What a great group. There are still a few things to do outside with the new picnic pavilion and outdoor kitchen but we should have it done in time for the Memorial Day weekend next week."

Sam stepped into the new sauna then back out into what would become am exercise area and playroom. "Joe and the guys will be so floored next weekend. I am psyched. What's this pipe?"

Header walked over and motioned for Sam to follow him outside. They walked through the first floor living space onto a new porch overlooking the creek. "Sam still has the guys coming over to do some finish work on this porch but all you need is furniture. Look over here."

Sam leaned over the railing and looking at the side of the cabin. There was a new out door shower with just enough enclosure to be private but not enough to hide everything."

"Wow, just wow. Whose idea was that?"

"Harley. Thought people might want to rinse off after playing in the creek or hiking or whatever else they might do outdoors."

Sam rubbed Header's back. "You guys are super, just super. Don't know how to thank you."

Header grinned and rubbed Sam's ample basket. "I know a way."

"Now down boy."

"They don't call me Header for nothing. Please."

"Header. I don't thin...oh fuck." Header had dropped to his knees and had Sam's thick cock out of his snug jeans before he could raise an argument. The man attacked the fat snake. Sam gasped. "Damn."

"Jeees. This fucker is bigger, isn't it?"

"Joe thinks so."

"Well he's the expert. Uh, fuck. Dayammmmm." Header swallowed the thick heavy cream, carefully repackaged his toy and stood up to hug Sam."

"Ahem. Enjoying the porch on this cool drizzly day?" Tank walked through the front double doors. "Am I interrupting something?"

Header blushed. "Not now."

"Boy, you are incorrigible." He slapped Header's ass as the man wickedly smiled and returned to his basement project.

"Hey Sam." Tank threw his big thick arms around Sam and planted a long wet kiss on the slightly smaller man. "So whad'ya think of y'or cabin now."

"I am speechless. It's wonderful. I may have to give you Joe for a weekend to help pay for this."

Tank tilted his head to one side and smiled. "Shit. Had I known that I woulda had my men go all out. You still bringing the gang all down next weekend?"

"Hope to. At least the ones who can get away from work."

"Gus and Tim? Dave and Dave Jr.?" Sam nodded. "Good. They gonna be able to handle bunking in with a bunch of gay men?"

"Well, I may give Gus and Dave the two small bedrooms. Dave Jr. could care less if men fuck in front of him."

"Hmmm?" Tank scratched his head and smiled. "Well, either he's one helluva open-minded kid or there's something about him you haven't yet learned." Tank draped his arm over Sam's shoulders as they walked back into the house. "Your tight little family just amazes me. People so loving and accepting." Tank leaned against the kitchen counter and sipped his large cup of coffee. "The honesty is overwhelming."

"You're missing something aren't you old man?"

Tank sighed. "Yeah. It's been a lot of years since I seen my son. I hate that. My ex just fucked up everything between us. I wouldn't know where to start to rebuild things. I wonder every day what kinda man my son turned out to be. Whether he's an uptight cunt like my ex or, or..."

"A big hearted, lovable lug like his old man?"

Tank snorted. "I'd give my left nut to have the kind of relationship your buddies have with their boys."

"I've seen those nuts. That's a lot to give." Tank laughed and shook the house.

"Well, Harley will just have to settle for all my love. And horniness."

Sam picked up his briefcase. "I bet you don't hear one word of complaint." Sam and Tank worked on lose ends and final details for the next couple of hours. All the furniture would be delivered next week and Tank's crew would have everything assembled. Sam would be bringing food to stock for the long holiday weekend but Tank insisted the first big cookout dinner would be at his place so they could enjoy the pool. Sam took Tank and Header to lunch so they could talk out more final plans. By Saturday afternoon when Sam left to head back to Pittsburgh everything was in place for the big holiday bash. Harley was as excited as a little kid that the place would be once again filled with horny muscle men. He was about to leave for Pittsburgh to get Andy when the phone rang. It was Andy saying he was staying over another night and had a ride back the next day.

The men sat in the hot tub pondering Andy's ride. Harley finally whispered to Tank. "You think he met someone?" Tank shook his head no knowing what he and his brother now had was too good to fuck up.

"Probably just someone coming this way making a good gesture to give him a ride." *****

Andy had collapsed into the whirlpool tub after his first day of intense rehab. The doctors and technicians had poked and prodded him everywhere to make sure his new leg would be perfect. He hadn't yet received a final decision on whether or not he would qualify for a special leg for running but didn't want to dwell on it. He slowly settled back to relax his aching body. He heard a low but fast-paced hum and looked over at the smiling face of a 30-something man in a wheelchair.

Howdy, you Andy?" Andy nodded and sat up a bit to shake the man's offered hand. "Super, I'm Zeke, your counselor. "Wore you out did they?"

"A bit. I didn't know getting a new leg would involve so much of the rest of my body."

Zeke pursed his lips and nodded. "If you're serious about the best use of your pro-leg, it will involve everything you got. You ready to give that?" Andy nodded and Zeke pumped his arm. A big thick round bicep popped followed by thick bouncing pecs as Zeke clapped his hands. "Good. I read your file and was glad to see you workout and run. Makes my job easier if you still want to do that. I was hoping to catch you before you hit the tub to maybe push a few weights. I ain't had me a good workout partner for a while now but you're sorta looking mellow."

Andy's face brightened. "No. That would be great. I haven't been able to lift in a couple of weeks. I'll go flabby. Just let me get outta this and dry off." Andy pulled himself up and slipped over the metal edge of the tub. Zeke glanced at his lean naked muscled body and frowned.

"You're gonna have a problem with that." Andy glanced down at his leg stub. "No, not that. Your package. Underwear ain't gonna hold that back anymore. Oh well." He spun in his chair and went over to a cupboard. "You'll just have to get used to hangin' to one side, ain't got nothing to be ashamed of. Here, have a Team Zeke tank." He tossed Andy a black Tank top with the university emblem embroidered on the left chest side. The back was printed with `Team Zeke -- Shut the fuck up and train.' Zeke smiled. "I ain't the most politically correct gimp you're gonna meet."

Andy instantly warmed to the brash man and toweled dry. Zeke waited patiently for Andy to get back into his shorts and gear and model the new tank. "Hey fits like a glove."

Zeke spun to go out the door. "Course it does, ya got the chest to fill it out. Come on. Weight room's down the hall. Last one loads the bench." Andy followed quickly on his crutches but Zeke was already flipping himself to the bench when he came through the door. "Load `em up Andy my man." Zeke had pulled off his sweatshirt to reveal a massive ripped upper body and thick vein-covered arms.

Andy set the pins for the weights at Zeke's warm-up and grinned. "His chest screamed to lift. "So, do you think they'll get me a leg for running?"

"Can't say yet but we'll find some way to make it happen. Be glad to race ya."

"Hmm. We'll I was pretty good with my old leg."

"Good. I like the competition." Andy studied the blond, goateed muscle pup.

He took his turn on the bench and looked at Zeke. "Show me those hands." Zeke held up the big hands with thick calluses over the palms and fingers. The backs were covered with small scars and cuts. "You race in chairs don'cha?"

Zeke shot him an evil grin. "You'll just have to find out hopping boy. In the meantime, lift." Zeke pushed Andy through a solid hour's workout pumping his chest and arms the most they had been in a month. His arms felt full and primed. He flexed his arm and studied the round bicep. "Not bad for an old man."

"You finished with that machine? Good. Let's hit the whirlpools again." Andy jumped into Zeke's chair before the man could switch from the arm machine. "Hey, fucker. Oh you are so gonna be in for hell now." Zeke grabbed Andy's crutches and followed the not too steady Andy in the chair. "You drive that thing like my grandma. Holy shit. You better hope they get you both legs cause you ain't never be good with wheels."

Andy was balanced on the side of the big whirlpool when Zeke came around the corner and fell into him. "You're not so good on the sticks bud." Both men leaned against each other and laughed.

"You're all right Andy. I'm glad to finally get someone on my caseload who gives shit back to me. Means ya got the balls to fight and get back to where you want to be. Well, I know ya got the balls. I seen them."

Andy stripped out of his sweaty workout clothes. "I can't thank you enough Zeke. I needed that workout and someone to rattle my cage. How hot do you want this?"

"Par boil. I need to work out some kinks myself." Andy helped him get into the swirling steamy water. His body was lean and covered with tight angular muscle and tattoos. His legs weren't bad for being in a chair.

"How long you been in the chair?"

"Almost 15 years. I never wanted to be left behind. I'm a bit of a fighter."

"I can sense that." Andy settled against the far side of the two man tub and watched Zeke lower himself and settle again. The cock and balls weren't too shabby neither. Andy's dick began to stiffen in the frothy bubbles.

"So, Andy tell me about your home life." Andy told him everything. About Header, and Pete. About Tank and Harley. About the support he got from his friends and about how he liked serving them, especially in sex. Zeke never blinked. Both men laughed and relaxed. About six, Andy got dressed to go back to his room and get dinner. He helped Zeke with a couple of things and walked down the hall with him.

"You eat here."

"Hell no. But. The food's not half bad. My best bud is making dinner for some of us tonight. You want to come along?"

"Thanks, but between the leg stuff and your workout and the whirlpool, I'm hoping I can keep my eyes open long enough to eat." Zeke held out his hand. "Thanks. You're the jolt of reality I needed."

"Good. That's what I want to hear. I don't have much of a caseload right now, so you want to lift again tomorrow, around two?"

"You bet. You enjoy your evening. See ya tomorrow." Zeke saluted, spun around and zipped down the hallway. Andy flopped across the bed in his room and sighed. Damn. How much of the still stiff dick did Zeke see?

Zeke put him through his unique brand of workout and counseling the next day and offered him a ride home on Sunday. "I have to be in Harrisburg for a conference on Monday so I am driving up on Sunday. It's on the way and I'd like the company." Andy accepted the offer and met him with his duffle Sunday morning in the parking lot. Zeke pulled the big Ford van into the drive and waved him in. Andy slid into the passenger seat. "Gotta warn ya. I got a lead foot."

Two hours later they were bouncing into Tank's driveway. Andy directed him around back to his and Header's cottage. Zeke whistled at the compound. "This is fucking awesome. Oh damn a pool and a hot tub. Can I move in?"

"Sure. Why not? Come on. I'm sure Tank and Header will have lunch for us." Zeke exited through the van's lift gate and wheeled himself up to the cottage and through the door.

"Oh man, everything is even, no steps. Love it."

"Hey bro, welcome home." A naked Header and Pete walked in from the pool and hugged Andy. Andy introduced them to Zeke.

"Obviously this is your brother. I see the resemblance." Zeke gestured toward Header's cock and balls. "Nice to meet ya all."

"Andy told us you were a pretty down to earth counselor so hope you aren't shocked by a bunch of naked men enjoying a warm May day in the pool."

"Nopes. Can I get naked and join you all later."

"You sure nuff can." A big voice came from behind. Zeke spun to look up at a naked Tank.

"Holy fuck, Paul Bunyan."

"Hellllllll no. He weren't hung nearly as well. Welcome Zeke. Make yourself comfortable. Harley will have lunch ready in a few minutes. He ran out for some ketchup. Can you imagine we ran out of something here? Get you a beer?" Zeke nodded. Tank wandered back into the main house.

Zeke looked at Andy who had pulled up a chair next to him. "How big is he? I mean he's fucking huge. How old?"

Andy shrugged. "Not sure but he is somewhere between 250 and 300 pounds of all muscle and pushing 60. Age is meaningless with Tank." Zeke was about to respond when the rumble of a bike came around the corner and Harley rumbled around the house and parked under the shade of a tree. Since it had been just a quick run to the store, Harley wore his boots, cut-offs and a tight T.

Zeke's eyes widened. "Oh man that is an interesting riding outfit. The bike is beautiful too. Do you suppose he would take me for a ride?"

Andy smiled. "Sure. Any of us will. We all have bikes."

Zeke's face softened. "Man you guys are unreal." Tank came back and handed Zeke a beer.

"Burgers will be ready in a bit. So young man, if you want to relax in the pool, we have suits or just get naked. Ain't nothing we ain't all seen before." Zeke looked down at his legs. "Son, I'm a `Nam vet, ain't nothing I ain't seen and ain't no one gonna judge you by your legs. You need something, just ask. Otherwise, just relax and be yourself."

Zeke spent the afternoon hanging at Tank's with the gang. He eagerly accepted their invitation to return the next weekend for the Memorial Day holiday. He wasn't sure if he could get away early on Thursday since he had an appointment with a university prof with whom he would be starting a doctoral program in June. Andy's jaw fell open.

"Yeah, I ain't exactly what ya think of when ya hear Ph. D. But you know what it stands for and I sure as hell can do that." They waved goodbye as the big Ford van rumbled back down the drive and headed toward Harrisburg.

Tank nodded and hugged Andy. "Nice guy. Fits right in. He gay?"

Andy shrugged. "I don't think so but he doesn't judge us for whose dick we suck."

"And?"

Andy laughed. "You saw it. Header was drooling the whole time we were in the pool. The man maybe in a chair but he's still hung like a bull. And I think it all works."

Tank wrapped his arms around Harley. "Well, he's welcome here anytime. Hopefully the overload of gay won't shock him too much next weekend."

"Nah, he'll just roll with the punches." They all groaned. Harley picked Andy up and threw him into the pool.

Spence had spent his days in Chicago in boring meetings. He would meet Ty and his trainer buddy, Quin, at the gym afterwards for some intense pumping. The juice seemed to already be having an effect. His chest and arms felt fuller and his muscles all ached from the relentless sets Ty and Quin pushed him to do. Eric and Doc Tom joined them on Tuesday and both commented on his workout intensity. He and Ty would grab a quick bite and then head to Spence's hotel room for several hours of uninterrupted sex. Ty was a man of his word and enjoyed getting fucked as good as he could slam Spence's sore ass. Wednesday was his last day in Chicago. Tag and Tom joined them for one more super heavy duty workout. They quickly showered and headed to a local noodle hut for dinner. Spence hustled back to the locker room and quickly downed two of the pills Doc Tom had advised him to chuck.

He fidgeted all through dinner. Ty was a bit surprised when Spence asked all four men back to his hotel room. As soon as they got there, he flew into the bathroom and prepped himself reemerging totally naked with a raging stiff prick. "Okay guys, there's one of me and four of you. That seems like pretty good odds." He flopped onto his back and threw up his legs. "Someone fill my hole. And someone fuck my mouth."

The four big men all looked at each other as Ty stepped over and rubbed Spence's pumped sore nips. "You sure you want this boy? I mean it could be one helluva lot of sore ass pounding with these four dicks." Spence eagerly nodded. Ty stroked the throbbing cock. "You didn't throw those pills away did you?" Spence blushed. "Well, there's a lesson to be learned here. Quin, you're up first. The rest of us have already had a chance to fuck this wild man. Help yourself. I gotta pee." Ty went into the bathroom to relive himself but not until he found the small bottle, swallowed one, and pocketed it. He mumbled under his breath. "I ain't sending you home with this shit." Spence took on all four men before shooting an extreme load over his abs. Tom and Tag excused themselves to go home. Quin hugged Spence and left shortly thereafter. Ty licked the thick cum from Spence's body and squeezed the smaller man's still stiff cock. "Look at that. Still ready." He lowered his hot ass onto the hard pole and slid all the way down as Spence shuddered. "You been fucked four times tonight. This is only my first so I have some catching up to do."

Spence bid Ty an emotional farewell as he got up early to trek to the airport for his flight back to the `burgh. Both men promised they would get together on his next trip. The flight was more or less uneventful except for his inability to get comfortable from the pounding his ass had taken. There was a message from Sam and Joe when he walked into his house telling him they were all meeting at nine the next morning to make the drive for the long holiday weekend to their new camp site. Spence hustled to get laundry done and his bag repacked for the next day. He was too excited about the prospect of five days with all of his humpy new friends to notice the bottle of happy pills was gone.

Gary was up early to pack a bag, shower and grab a quick breakfast. He told his parents he was going to Dave's uncle's new cabin a couple of hours away and that Dave Sr, and other adults would be there. After all he had been through; they didn't seem too concerned about his spending a the long weekend with these men. He didn't tell them most of the men would be gay. He pulled on his best worn pair of jeans and a tight T-shirt to show off the hard work he had been putting into his body. Working with Swede was like another workout in and of itself. The big man was always moving, lifting, hauling, you name it related to pool service. He was teaching Gary more than Gary ever thought possible. At night, after the gym with his buds, he would rush home to jack off to memories of Swede in his shorts or swimsuit. He could only hope his new boss wasn't picking up on how horny he was working around him. The morning was cloudy and a bit cool but he didn't care. He was taking a couple of days off from school and having a new adventure. His heart skipped a beat when he heard Dave Sr.'s truck horn. He quickly kissed his mom goodbye and rushed out the door. Dave and Gus were in the front seat. Dave Jr., Ron and Tim were in the back. He climbed into the last seat and sprawled out. He had met Gus before but had forgotten how much the big older man got to him. His cock began to stiffen on the short trip to Sam and Joe's. From the back back seat, people were less likely to notice. He hoped.

Sam looked at the pile of clothes Joe had laid out on the bed and frowned. Joe looked up from packing his bag and giggled. "Now what?"

"It's only a long weekend. Not a long-term European vacation. Sort it down to the basics, a few T's, maybe a sweat shirt if it gets cold, jeans, shorts, that hot swim suit you bought and basic workout gear. Joe snorted and rearranged his bag.

"Is that all you're taking?" Sam nodded as he threw his packed gym bag on the bed.

"Yep. If it gets cold, there are stores nearby. I can buy something warmer. But Tank has invited all of us over to use the pool. It's probably still way too cold to going tubing in the creek, so I have just the basics. And if things get dirty, I'm sure we can come up with a full load of laundry amongst all of us."

"What's that?"

"That's my new swimsuit."

Joe stepped back. "Damn. Can't wait to see you in that. Oh shit. Shouldn't have had that thought, stiff dick. Ow." Sam left him to check on the thermos of coffee and meet the rest of the crew who would be arriving soon.

Matt threw his shaving kit in his back pack and looked again at the email of suggestions from Sam of what to take along. "So what's this Daisy Duke thing?"

Steve looked at him in disbelief. "Cutoffs. Like that pair of old black jeans you have."

"My dick falls out of those."

"Works for me. Besides if it gets as warm as they are predicting, being naked next to you at the pool will work just fine with me. I packed my lotion." Steve groped Matt's ample basket and made the big man tremble. They were deep in a liplock when Ken yelled up the stairs.

"I don't hear any noise up there. What are you two doing? We gotta get moving."

Matt pulled his T-shirt back on and wiped a bit of Steve's cum from his lips. "Be right down. Record time buddy."

Steve sat on the edge of the bed tying his shoes. "Damn. You are a master of that maneuver."

Matt bounced down the stairs, tossed his back pack to Ken and grabbed the box of food for Sam the Shepherd. Sam began running in circles in anticipation of getting to go somewhere. He scurried out the door to meet his buddy Doober and chase each other around the yard. Bill was waiting with their bags and weekend care package for Doober. They loaded their bags and dog kits in the back of Steve's big Dodge. Bill got out of the way before both dogs scrambled into the back of the truck and barked inside the cab cover.

"Damn that's loud. So will Buddy be okay with his mother this weekend?"

Steve shrugged. "I hope so. She hardly takes him any more, one weekend won't kill her. All right then, everyone's bag in the truck? Everything for the dogs? Let's hit the road boys."

John watched as a naked Buzz finished packing the bags. "So what do you plan to wear in the car?"

"Jeans, T-shirts, my heavy hiking boots. I figured you'd be keeping me naked so I ain't packing much." He flexed his pecs for his master and smiled.

Officer John let out a quick breath. "You better be prepared to get fucked in the woods cause it's gonna be a long weekend."

"Gotta a little kit packed just for that. Let's roll. I told Spence we'd stop and pick him up. We're going to have quite a little caravan."

John laughed. "Yep, like a long phallic snake to camp sex-a-lot."

The group gathered at Sam and Joe's and in minutes began to wind its way through the homes to the highway and turnpike then on to the new camp and cabin. Joe looked at the list of things they were taking along and whistled. "So you haven't said much about the place since you came back last Sunday. Is everything ready for the weekend?"

Sam smiled. "Oh yeah. Tank's crew worked wonders. It better than I imagined and you guys will be floored. Just fucking floored."

"Is Tank going to have his usual gang at his place for the weekend?"

"Yeah, he's giving them tomorrow off so everyone can enjoy an extra long weekend. Said something about a new friend of Andy's, supposedly straight. Hard to believe."

"And you haven't said a thing to Spence or Tank about this, um, surprise?"

Sam tilted his head a let out a long breath. "No, I'm just going to let nature take its course."

"You're a brave man Sam."

A couple of hours later after a stop for coffee and a pee break the group of cars and trucks pulled into the wooded, secluded camp site. Everyone's jaws dropped open when they saw the finished cabin now in renewed glory, an outdoor kitchen and picnic pavilion. The men were all ooh's and ah's as they walked through the cabin in utter shock and amazement at what had been accomplished in a few short weeks.

Sam was elated with his friend's reaction. "Thanks to all the work you guys put in, and the unbelievable work from Tank's crew, and some extra people Bruce and Steve found, this place is open for business. Guys, claim bunks and unwind. Gus, Dave those rooms are yours so you won't have to witness too much of the tomfoolery.

"Who's Tom?" Gus let out a whoop when he saw the new upstairs bathroom. "Holy shit. I won't have to stoop over to shower. Wow."

They herded back downstairs when they heard the sound of several vehicles. Sam stepped out onto the side porch to see Header, Tom, Cesar, LJ, Rob, and Carlos getting out of trucks. A large ramp equipped van followed behind and Andy hopped out onto his crutches. Sam rushed over to hug the smiling man. "Tank and Harley are back at the house finishing up with the pool and making plans for a big cookout. We couldn't wait to see all of you."

Sam wiped a tear from his eye. "Andy, you look great buddy. I'm glad to see you smiling. Whose van?"

"Oh this is my counselor, really cool guy, very open-minded and easy to get along with. We're trying not to freak him out being in the middle of all these gay men so he doesn't go running back to Pittsburgh."

Sam watched as the ramp unfolded and a muscular reddish-blond muscle pup rolled out. "Zeke?"

"Dr. Chambers? You're the Sam who owns this place I been hearing about? I, I, well, I'll be fucked."

"Um, I'd be careful saying that around this crew." Sam the Shepherd ran over and greeted Zeke with a big wet slurp across the face.

"Ah, my first wet kiss of the weekend. So, Dr. Chambers? Uh. How do I ask this?"

"Yes, I'm gay and this is my lover Joe. Come on in and see our cabin."

"How?"

Header pointed at the creek side of the cabin out of view. "The front porch has a ramp. You can wheel right in."

The men all headed back inside to share their joy over the cabin with the men who did most of the work. Zeke rolled up the ramp and looked out over the creek below. "Wow, this is a great setting. And you made it accessible, now there's some forward thinking and planning." He wheeled himself in through t e front double doors and stopped. "Spence?"

Spence turned from where he was helping unpack food supplies in the kitchen area. "Zeke? Holy shit buddy. Great to see you. I didn't know you knew any of these guys? Small world."

Andy balanced on his crutches. "You guys know each other?"

Spence walked over and kissed Zeke full on the lips. "Yeah, since I work with an electronic medical equipment company, Zeke and I got to know each other through my job. Then we dated a couple of times..."

"You dated?" Andy looked down at Zeke. "You're?"

Zeke bust out laughing. "Now why the hell did you think I was so happy to share the whirlpool with you and see all your naked buddies?"

"But you never said anything?"

Zeke shook his head no. "Of course not. I have some, albeit few, ethics. I ain't gone put the moves on a client no matter how hot I think he his or how well hung. Not to mention one truly edible ass."

"But what if one of us, me or Header, had made a move?"

"Then I'd have to consider the circumstances. I may be in a chair but I ain't dead. But I'm not going to do anything to screw up my job. Or now in this case, my doctoral program. Doc Chambers is my advisor."

Sam sighed in exasperation. "Don't call me Doc the rest of the weekend, it's Sam. And I could care less if you are sleeping with one of my buddies. That's your business. For that matter, are you...two...still dating?"

Zeke glanced down at the floor. "No. That's my fault. I was getting well, too emotionally involved and I wasn't sure Spence wanted that so..."

Spence knelt in front of Zeke's chair. "We got ourselves a whole weekend to talk about this." Zeke slowly smiled.

Cesar clapped his hands. "Well, that's a great start to the weekend. Guys, Tank and Harley got the pool and hottub ready. They have more food for a cookout than we can eat this weekend so I suggest we head over there. Bring your swimsuits, or not. Clothing is optional. I for one wouldn't mind seeing some flesh. Bring workout gear if you want to use the gym, but let's go party and relax."

The caravan of cars and trucks wormed its way back out to the main road and made the twenty minute trek back to Tank's. The men carefully parked the crowd of vehicles and filed through the front door. Harley was there to greet everyone and give hugs or gropes where he could. Zeke wheeled in just before Spence, Sam and Joe. Sam introduced Spence to Harley and exchanged glances with Joe. Harley welcomed Spence and motioned toward the pool area just as Tank walked in wearing the remains of a long worn out pair of jeans. He stopped dead in his tracks and almost dropped the tube of sunscreen he was carrying.

Spence stopped and took one step back into Sam who put a steadying hand on his shoulder. "Oh my god."

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