The following contains material of an adult nature, specifically consensual sexual contact between men. If you do not wish to be exposed to such material, or are legally prohibited from doing so, DO NOT PROCEED. Certain acts depicted do not conform to safe-sex guidelines. The first part of this story takes place in the late seventies, before the AIDS epidemic, and should be viewed from that perspective.
Tales from the Weight Room
Chapter 2 Jordan
I woke up the next day feeling disoriented, but euphoric at the same time. When I became conscious of where I was, I became aware of Dan's arm across my chest. His finely muscled limb was lying over my torso with a divine heaviness.
I didn't move, not wanting to disturb his rest, and contented myself with examining his biceps close up. The muscles in his arm were visible even in this state of rest.
I looked at the ceiling and sent a silent prayer of thanks into the ether. Even with the physical evidence of his presence in the bed next to me, I still found it hard to believe the events of the preceding day had actually taken place. If I had been told on Thursday I would spend the next day having hot sex with one of the hunkiest jocks in the school I would probably have called the men in the white coats to cart away the crazy fool who suggested it!
Dan stirred and turned over on his back. I looked at his beautiful face on the pillow next to me, then let my eyes stray to the rest of his muscular body. His finely rippled abs rose and fell in a regular rhythm indicating he was still asleep. His manhood lay across one thigh, still a good six inches long even when it was not aroused.
Several carnal thoughts ran through my head, but I knew we had plenty of time to enjoy one another before his friend Jordan arrived later in the day.
I glanced at the bed-side clock and noted the time. It was only nine in the morning. Freed from the gilded prison of his arm, I carefully rose from the bed and headed for the kitchen, gently shutting the bedroom door to prevent any noise I might make from waking my sleeping lover.
I put the kettle on to boil water for coffee, and after preparing the filter I looked in the fridge to find something appropriate for breakfast. Dan didn't seem to have any objections to the sandwiches I had prepared the day before, so I didn't think he would mind a ham and cheese omelet. As a precaution, I decided to make up a fruit salad as an alternate choice.
I took the required ingredients from the fridge, and was soon occupied in preparing breakfast for my stud and I. As quietly as possible, I beat the eggs, cubed the ham, grated the cheese, and prepared the pan to make the omelets. I sliced up grapefruit, oranges, and melons for the fruit salad and mixed them in a bowl with lemon and apple juice. The kettle began to boil, and before the whistle could blow, I began to pour the steaming water over the coffee grounds in the filter.
I went about each of my tasks with a will, reveling in the simple chores because the finished products would be shared with the man I loved. After the first omelet was sizzling in the pan, I set the dining room table with the 'company' dishes and cutlery.
The toast was just popping up from the toaster when I heard the door to my parent's bedroom open. I stuck my head around the corner and was greeted by the sight of Dan standing naked in the hallway scratching his nuts with one hand and rubbing his eyes like a little boy with the other. "Morning stud-muffin!" I said.
Dan stopped rubbing his eyes and smiled. "Is that coffee I smell?" "It sure is. Hungry?" "Starved!" "Well then, there's a robe hanging on the back of my bedroom door. Put it on and join me in the dining room." "You made breakfast? You can cook?" "Among my many other accomplishments." "Man oh man! Marry me?" "Just name the day!"
I returned to the kitchen and brought out the food to the dining room. Dan soon joined me, looking much more sexy in my robe than I could ever hope to. I poured him a coffee and invited him to sit down. He sipped his coffee and sat down on my right. "Good Java. I needed that." Dan said as he surveyed the food. "This all looks great. I sure didn't expect to wake up to this." "May I ask what you did expect?" "I don't know, maybe some toast and juice to tide us over till lunch-time." "How did you get to be so big and strong with such a poor notion of how to eat?" "Oh, I know how to eat, I just didn't expect you to know how to cook!" "And just how do you think I could achieve this svelte physique without at least a rudimentary knowledge of the culinary arts?" "Well, I guess I figured your Mom did all the cooking." "My mother can't boil water without it coming out like sludge. Her idea of a good meal is anything she didn't cook. Don't get me wrong, I love her to pieces. She just can't cook." "If she can't cook, how did you learn?" "I watched my grandmothers and my friends' Moms, then experimented at home with whatever we had on hand. Mom still does the shopping, but I make out the list."
Dan put a forkful of omelet in his mouth, chewed, swallowed and rolled his eyes back. "Damn!" "What's wrong?" "Nothing's wrong. That has to be one of the best things I've ever tasted." "Thanks, I'm glad to know somebody appreciates my talents." "Doesn't your family?" "I could feed them straw and water three times a day for all the difference it makes to them. I think my Mom resents it, my Dad thinks it's 'faggy', and my sisters would rather die than admit I can do anything better than them." "Well, I can tell you I sure as Hell think you're a damn good cook. I'd even go so far as to say you're better than my Mom, but if you tell her that I'll kick your ass."
I blushed at the obviously sincere compliment and looked down at the floor. Dan laughed and said, "Shit! I compliment you on your cooking and you blush like a schoolgirl, but I stick my dick up your ass and it doesn't phase you. You are one strange dude Keith!" "Well, I guess I'm used to insults and don't handle compliments too well." "You better get used to it buddy, cause from where I'm sittin' there's a lot to compliment you for. Yesterday was the hottest session of sex I think I've ever had and I'm looking forward to round two." "Then you better eat up cause time's a wastin'."
We both laughed and tucked into our meal without any further conversation. I was pleased to see Dan enjoying the food, and was relieved he did not seem to have any dietary restrictions.
When we finished eating we retired to the living room with our coffee. Dan reached into his bag rolled a joint, which we smoked in companionable silence. I lay with my head in Dan's lap and he stroked my chest, running his fingers through the bushy black hairs.
The robe he was wearing was large enough to cinch around his waist, but his chest and shoulders were almost completely exposed. I reached up and began to tweak first one nipple, then the other. A soft moan escaped Dan's lips and he shifted to a position which brought his head closer to my crotch.
The combined effects of the weed and the closeness of his hard body had me erect in no time. I could feel Dan's cock stiffening against my ear and this caused a wave of passionate lust to coarse through my body.
I untied the belt of his robe as he pulled the sweat pants I was wearing down to my knees. My cock was caught in the waistband and slapped back onto my belly with a loud 'thwack'. I peeled back the bunched up robe to reveal Dan's hard cock laying against his stomach.
Almost simultaneously, we put one another's hard pricks into our respective mouths and began to leisurely suck and lick in a passionate, but unhurried fashion.
I was savoring the taste and feel of Dan's silky cock skin in my mouth, when I decided I would try to take more of him into my mouth. Slowly I began to take more and more until I could feel the head touch the back of my throat. My first reaction was to gag, and tears welled up in my eyes.
I pulled my head back and took a deep breath of air into my lungs. Dan, sensing my discomfort, shifted us both until he was laying on top of me. The new angle made the process more manageable, and after a few unsuccessful attempts I relaxed my throat enough to allow his swollen manhood to glide into my throat all the way.
Throughout this process, Dan was moaning softly, but when his dick slipped all the way in he let out a lustful groan. "Aaaaaooooooaaaah! Shit man! That's so hot. No-one's ever taken it all before. I've never felt anything like it. It's not as tight as an asshole, but the feeling of being swallowed makes up for it. Can I try moving it around?" I grunted my assent while nodding as much as I could. Dan began to slowly pull back and thrust forward. As he withdrew I swallowed hard and then relaxed as he pushed back in. The feeling of his pubes on my chin, his cock down my throat, and his balls rubbing against my nose was intoxicating, and I felt like I was going to cum right then and there. I managed to control myself and once we established a comfortable rhythm Dan started working on my cock with his hands and mouth. After about five minutes I could see Dan's ball-sack starting to contract and my own orgasm was beating at the door. I pulled my mouth off his dick and began stroking his spit-slicked dong. Dan was working my cock further into his throat, and I felt myself moving over the edge. "I'm gonna cum Dan! I'm cu-cu-cumming!"
As I said this, Dan swallowed the last few inches of my prick. My balls started pulsing, and I could feel spurt after spurt of cum flowing down Dan's throat.
After the first three pulses, Dan gagged and pulled back to let the remaining jizz fill his mouth. He quickly shifted position to sit on my chest with his cock pointed at my mouth. I stepped up my stroking while keeping his cock-head positioned over my open mouth.
His mouth still full of my cum, he threw his head back and gargled in ecstasy. "Guh-guh-gI'm cuhing!"
His body stiffened and his cock-head expanded. With one final spasm, his cum gushed into my mouth. The first wave hit the back of my throat with a force that was almost painful, then the subsequent pulses lessened in intensity until the last few drops fell into my waiting mouth.
Dan's load was as copious as the day before, and I had streams of it overflowing down my cheeks.
Our mouths still full of cum, we regarded one another with waning lust. Almost at the same moment, we leaned into one another and exchanged a passionate kiss, our combined loads mixing in our mouths until we swallowed and broke the kiss.
Dan lay down on top of me and we rubbed against one another, basking in the after-glow. Dan stroked my shaved head and said in a low voice, "That was the hottest thing I've ever done. I felt like I was never gonna stop cumming. What made you decide to try and swallow my dick?"
I kissed him softly. "I was getting off so much on the feel of your stiffie in my mouth I just decided I had to have it all in me. I didn't know if I could, and I had one hell of a time with that monster, but I had decided I would do it or die trying. So I take it you approve?" "I sure as hell do approve! In fact, I'm ready to swear that was without doubt the best sex I've ever had!"
I smiled and said facetiously, "Stop! You'll have me blushing in a minute! That's a big responsibility to take on, being someone's best time. How will I ever live up to that?!" "Oh I'm sure you'll manage!"
We both laughed and sat up on the couch. We had a smoke, then headed for the shower to clean up.
Forty-five minutes later, after another hot round of shower sex, we were again sitting in the living room. It was just after Noon, and we were waiting for Jordan to arrive.
The normal sounds of the suburbs on a Saturday filtered in through the open window. Lawnmowers buzzed, kids screamed and laughed, a faint sound of hammering could be heard in the distance. Dan and I sat side by side with our arms around each other, lost in thought, just getting off on the love we had discovered. The thrumming of a sports car engine came through the window, and when it got closer, a car pulled into the driveway and the thrumming stopped. A moment later the sound of a car door shutting and steps approaching the house could be heard. There was a forceful knock on the door, and Dan leapt up to answer it. He opened the front door and smiled. "Jordan dude! C'mon in!"
Dan stepped back and the six foot three frame of Jordan entered the house. He was carrying a gym bag which he handed to Dan. "Here's the stuff you wanted goof." "Thanks slime-bag!"
Jordan looked at me and smiled. "Hi Keith! How's it hanging?" "Pretty good Jordan. C'mon in and sit down."
Jordan moved to the easy chair across from the couch and sat down. He moved with an easy grace which belied the massive, muscled bulk of his body. As I watched him move to the chair I drank in the sight of him.
Six foot three with blonde hair and eyes the color of the sea on a clear day. He was clean-shaven, and the dimple in his chin off-set the severity of his hawk-like nose and strong brow. When he smiled, which was often, his cheeks dimpled and imparted an elf-like quality which could melt the stoniest heart.
The muscles on his chest and stomach were outlined by the tight white T-shirt he wore. His massive arms stretched the fabric until it appeared to be at the breaking point.
His tight blue jeans accentuated his muscular ass, and the outline of his cock and balls was beautifully displayed through the fabric.
The butterflies in my stomach started a frenzied dance, and I could feel my dick starting to stiffen at the thought that soon I would see this gorgeous specimen of a man naked.
Dan came and sat next to me on the couch. He put his arm around me and spoke to Jordan. "Any problems getting my stuff together?"
Jordan pulled a pack of smokes from his pocket and lit one. "Well, I had a hell of a time getting the 'item' you requested cause your Mom had already packed up some clothes for you." "What did you do?" "I told her you forgot to tell her you needed your swimsuit and that there was a book you needed as well. She was going to follow me to your room, but I'd interrupted her while she was gardening and told her I knew where everything was and suggested she go back to what she was doing. She looked at the dirt on her hands and told me that would probably be best cause she didn't want to get your stuff all dirty." "She wasn't pissed, was she?" "Nah. She seemed more relieved than anything. She told me to look at what she packed cause she didn't want you bitchin' at her for sending the wrong stuff." "Cool"
Dan reached for the gym bag and rifled through it, being very careful not to let me see inside. "Looks OK to me. Ya wanna spark some doobage Jordy?" "Sounds like a plan."
While Dan rolled, Jordan and I talked. "So Keith man, Danny tells me you're a hot lay. You don't know how many times I wanted to jump your bones when we were workin' out together." "And you don't know how many times I took images of you, both of you, home to jerk off to." "Sounds like we've been at cross-purposes for too long. Well! That's all in the past. We can look forward to making up for lost time!"
Dan sniggered and looked from me to Jordan. "Yeah. No worries there. This hot, hairy dude'll make sure of that. Man oh man Jordy! Just wait till he gets you into that hot mouth of his, he'll make you cream before you can settle in and get comfortable!"
I blushed and looked down. "Oh yeah, and he turns the cutest shade of red every time you say somethin' nice about him."
Jordan looked at me and smiled. "Modest?" "Just not used to compliments."
Jordan grinned wickedly. "That'll change in a hurry." He turned to Dan. "You plannin' on takin' all day with that doobage buddy?" "Just puttin' in the filter. You wanna spark 'er up Keith?" "I think I'll pass on this one Dan. I'm still flying from this morning." "That's cool. Here doofus, you do the honors."
He handed the joint to Jordan. Jordan lit it and sat back, savoring the sensation. The two young muscle-hunks passed the joint back and forth until it was finished. Dan picked up the empty bag and looked at Jordan. "That's all she wrote dude, unless you're packin'." "Nah. You know I don't care one way or the other." "Me either, but I had it left over from Ian's party, so I figured 'what the fuck?'. Makes things nice, but I'm not a fiend."
Dan settled back on the couch and put his arm around me again. Jordan extended his legs out in front of him and rubbed his crotch. I could see from the outline that his dick was getting hard. He gave it a final stroke and sat up. "So. When do the festivities commence?"
Dan moved one hand to his own basket and began squeezing mine with the other. "Far as I'm concerned, pretty much whenever you're ready dude. What about you Keith? You ready for some hot three-way man-sex?"
"I've been ready since Jordan walked in the door. Let's do it!"
Dan pulled me to him and kissed me hard. Jordan rose from the chair and joined us on the couch. I felt his hand rub my ass, then move to my belly and chest. Dan reached over and rubbed Jordan's cock through his jeans. I threw my arm over Jordan's wide shoulders and began kneading his muscular biceps. Jordan's mouth replaced Dan's on mine and I moved my free hand to Dan's crotch.
We stayed locked together, kissing and feeling up one another for several minutes. Finally, Jordan pulled back. "Man, I'm so hot! Let me get out of these clothes!"
I put my hand on his chest. "No! I want to take them off you." Dan smiled and said, "All right. You undress Jordan and I'll undress you."
Jordan nodded. "And Keith and I will undress you." "Cool!"
We quickly suited action to words and began the operation.
Slowly I pulled Jordan's T-shirt up over his rippled abs and hard pecs, stopping to tweak his erect nipples as I moved the shirt past them. Jordan moaned, but kept his eyes locked on Dan's hands as he unbuttoned my shirt to reveal my hairy chest and belly.
Jordan reached out and caressed my pot. "That's so cute, I can't wait to play with it."
I began to unbuckle Jordan's belt while Dan unzipped my pants. Once Jordan's pants were undone, I slid the tight jeans down to his ankles. He was wearing a jockstrap underneath, and I let it be for the time being.
Dan pulled my pants down and I stepped out of them to complete my journey to nakedness. He stepped back and I slipped to my knees in front of Jordan.
This scene had made Jordan so hard, the head of his cock and part of the shaft were poking through the jock's waistband. Slowly, relishing every erotic moment, I grasped the waistband of the jock, pulling it out and down, revealing all seven and a half inches of Jordan's beautiful cock.
I say beautiful, because I have rarely seen such a perfect piece of meat. Don't get me wrong, Dan's cock was a thing of beauty and a joy forever, but their two pricks were like night and day.
Dan's stood out from his body almost horizontally when it was hard, whereas Jordan's turned upward with a gentle curve. Dan was cut, the circumcision scar about a half inch below the head. Jordan was uncut, and even hard, the foreskin was still covering about a quarter of the head. Dan had a mushroom head which glowed a dark pink when aroused, Jordan's head was reddish-purple and very shiny. The veins on Dan's cock were like a bas relief map of the Nile Delta, but the veins on Jordan's stood out more subtly.
I gulped at the sight of his magnificent manhood as it stood out before me, inches from my face. It was all I could do not to reach out and worship it on the spot, but there was plenty of time, and Dan was waiting to be undressed.
Jordan pulled me up from my knees and we turned to Dan. He had a shit-eating grin on his face and a look of lust in his eyes. Jordan looked at me and said, "Top or bottom?" "I'll take the top."
Jordan looked surprised. "I thought you'd want bottom!" "If I take bottom I can't kiss him." "I see. You're quite the romantic aren't you?" "You don't know the half of it Jordan." "Call me Jordy." "Thanks. I didn't want to presume." "Up till now Dan's the only one that could call me Jordy, but I have a feeling we're gonna get a lot closer so it's only right." "I feel honored, Thanks Jordy."
Dan, still fully clothed, pulled us into an embrace. "I knew this was gonna be great, but I never expected this. I always knew you were an old softy."
Jordan blushed. "Yeah, well don't spread it around." "And ruin a good thing? You see the word 'moron' tattooed on my forehead?" "No. But I know what you're like when you're mad for fun. Keith, you might not know it, but you've hooked up with the King of Sarcasm. Danny Boy can't resist a good burn if it presents itself." "I'll bear that in mind."
Dan stepped back. "I'll ignore that last remark, but speaking of 'bare' you guys are and I'm not. Think we might remedy that before the sun goes down?"
We all laughed, then Jordan and I resumed our interrupted duties.
Jordan knelt down, and I pulled Dan into a kiss as I began to unbutton his shirt. We broke the kiss and I peeled the shirt from Dan's torso as Jordan removed Dan's jeans.
Neither Dan nor I had put on underwear, so we three now all stood naked facing one another. Dan pulled me into an embrace and our cocks rubbed together. Jordan moved behind me and I could feel his hardness against my ass cheeks.
We stood like that for several moments; me standing still, with Dan and Jordan rubbing me up and down with their bodies and cocks.
I was in heaven! The feel of their naked muscular bodies next to mine was better than any drug. The mounds and ripples massaged me while their stiff pricks poked me with lewd suggestion.
We separated and Dan took one of my hands and Jordan took the other. Dan grinned his wicked grin and said, "And now, ladies and gentlemen, for this afternoon's main attraction. Right here on this very stage you will see Keith, former nerd and browner, transformed through the miracle of sex into one hot n' hairy dude. Assisting him in this spectacular feat of daring is the lovely Jordan and the oh so sexy Dan. Take a bow boys!"
Trying to keep straight faces, Dan and Jordan bowed. At the bottom of the bow, Dan took my cock in his mouth and Jordan began to probe his tongue around my asshole.
I started to laugh, but was almost immediately stifled by the incredible feeling of being worked on front and back by these two hot studs. My knees almost gave out from the pleasure of it, but sensing my weakness, Jordan stood and picked me up in a fireman's carry. Dan's mouth never left my dick as he guided Jordan towards the bedroom.
I was astonished at the strength Jordan displayed. I was no lightweight, but he picked me up as easily as if I was a sack of potatoes. When we reached the bedroom, Jordan laid me gently on the bed and resumed his rim-job as if we hadn't moved at all.
Again I became totally lost in sensation. The waves of erotic pleasure generated by the two muscle studs swept over me and subsumed all rational thought. For those moments I was my cock and asshole. Nothing existed outside the confines of what they were feeling and what was being done to them. My world was populated by my cock, my asshole, and the two hot mouths pleasuring them.
Before I lost my identity completely, Dan and Jordan stopped and I was thrust back into reality.
Dan rolled me onto my back and resumed the blow-job. Jordan straddled my chest and presented his cock for my inspection. I grabbed it with one hand and pleaded, "Please Jordy! Let me worship your hot cock!" "It's all yours! Go to town stud!"
Gingerly, I pulled his stud meat to my mouth and flicked my tongue across the head. Jordan moaned. "That's it. That's right! Worship that rod. Make love to it. God! This is better than I ever could have hoped for! Yeah! Take it in your mouth! Lick it! Suck it! Unuhnuhnuhnuh! Oh baby! Oh baby! Danny let me suck him!"
Dan moved off my cock, and in one swift motion, Jordan turned and began furiously sucking me off. Dan moved to play with Jordan's asshole and I resumed sucking Jordan.
I hadn't been able to deep throat Jordan's cock while he was sitting on my stomach. The upward curve made it impossible. In the sixty-nine position the gentle curve was well suited to slip down my throat and I wasted no time sucking his prick down to its root.
Jordan's mouth flew off my cock and he howled in ecstasy. "Omigod! Omigod! That's so hot! So fucking hot! I've never- I've never! Fuck! Fuck! Take it all! Take my hot cock! I'm gonna squirt! My nuts are fucking throbbing! I'm cumming! I'm--."
Without warning, Jordan pulled his cock from my mouth and stood over me shagging his spit-slick tool. "CUMMINGGGGGGUHN-UHN-AHHHH!!!"
The first volley hit Dan square in the chest as he knelt behind my head. The second landed on my nose and the subsequent pulses found their home on my furry belly.
Jordan stood there for a moment with a smile, and a dazed look on his face, then collapsed on top of me and began smothering me with kisses. "Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?" "You can thank Danny Boy here for that. I got so hot on his cock this morning I couldn't stop until I had it all." "You can swallow that monster?" "Now I can. It took some doing, but with practice it became easy." "Well, all's I can say is 'wrap it up and I'll take it home'."
Dan chuckled and put his hand on my shoulder. "Not so fast there loverboy. I got first dibs and I've already got the certificate of ownership."
Jordan looked like he was going to retort so I sat up on the bed and did my best Mae West impersonation. "Take it easy boys! There's plenty of me to go around. And around-and around!"
Dan smiled and said, "Yeah, but-." "No buts! At least not that kind anyway. You two can play your boy-games and pound your chests to decide who's Alpha male later. I've still got this little problem, and as flattered as I am to be fought over by two hot studs, that ain't gonna make it go away. Now. What I'd really like to see is the two of you do one another. So kiss and make up."
They looked at one another and smiled. Dan reached out and hugged Jordan. They kissed and straightened back up. Dan touched my face and kissed me too. "We don't really want to do each other. We want to get you off." "I know that, and right now, seeing you two hot muscle boys play with each other is what'll get me off. If you don't really want to, OK, but I'm just letting you know what would really turn me on."
Jordan kissed me and said, "We didn't say we didn't want to, hell, I can't wait to get the monster up my ass again. It's just that this isn't about us, it's about you. If we're doin' each other we'll feel like we're leaving you out." "Don't worry about that! Seeing you two goin' at it will fulfill several of my deepest fantasies and I'll make sure you know just how much I'm enjoying it." "Well, if you're sure you'll be OK. What about it Danny?" "I was lookin' forward to plowing your ass at some point today. Now's as good a time as any. Seeing as we're doin' it for you Keith, you just tell us what you wanna see and we'll do it." "What, like direct you in my own personal porno movie? That sounds hotter than what I was thinking of. You cool with that Jordy?" "Cool with it? I'm gettin' hot just thinkin' about it. There's no way I'll forget you're here if you're directing the action. How should we start?" "Well, let me go get a chair and we'll get down to it."
I left the bedroom to fetch the swivel chair from my room. As I moved down the hall I heard Jordan say, "This is gonna be really cool Danny. Thanks for inviting me. You weren't lying last night when you said this dude is hot." "Don't thank me, thank him--."
I moved out of earshot, blushing at the compliments and getting hot thinking about the sextravaganza to come.
End of Chapter Two. Coming Soon Chapter Three: I'm ready for my Close-up Mr. B.
Please let me know what you think at hottalespinner@hotmail.com. Thanks for all the encouragement so far. I will answer all e-mails as soon as possible.--K