'Are you sure about this?'
'You're going to win.' Richard stated. 'You're so close to finishing this bet. You just need Eric, and Keith. Keith, who happens to be drooling over you, coming on to you in the weight room, and now desperately hoping you fall for his ploy and follow him into the sauna.'
'But...what we just shared-' I hesitated.
Richard gripped my bare shoulders firmly with his large, strong hands. He looked directly into my eyes as he said, 'It was magical, I agree. But right now, I'm supporting you. By all means, fuck anyone you want. It won't mean half as much as what just happened. We're not even together yet.'
'But I want us to be.' I slipped in.
He smiled and kissed me gently. 'I want us to be too. Tell you what, if you win you bet, what's the prize?'
'One hundred dollars. And pride.' I said.
'Alright.' Richard said, rubbing my chest absently. 'Think of that prize as our own personal condom fund.'
'We will be needing a lot of those.' I agreed, smiling now. 'Alright. You win. I'll go get Keith and give him what he's been longing for. Then I'll get Eric to fuck me hard, and then we can be together.'
I kissed Richard again, long and hard, holding him close against me. Then with a wink, I swept up a white fluffy towel and went in search of my prey.
He wasn't too hard to find. I guess that was his idea. The sauna door was closed, but the window was so steamed up that I could barely see a thing. I wrapped the towel casually around my waist. That would give him time to admire my upper body first, from my swelling pecs and muscular arms, to my tight six-pack abs, sloping devilishly downward. The towel had the added bonus of making me look tanner in comparison, which is always a turn on.
I grabbed the handle, turned it, and went in.
'Keith? You in here?'
'You want me?' his voice said. It was an innocent enough phrasing, but the tone behind it was laced with desire. I paused for dramatic effect.
'Yeah. I got kind of sweaty working out, and I thought I'd stop by and say hello since you're already in here, before I took a shower.'
I still couldn't see him through the steam, which I admit, added a mysterious erotic appeal to the situation.
'Come on in.' his low voice replied. 'You can ditch the towel if you want. There's no one here but us, and I certainly don't mind.'
'Okay.' I complied, shrugging. I got the feeling that he was watching me very closely, so I turned around to face the door before dropping the towel, and I fluffed up my meat a bit just for fun. Then, very casually, I turned around and stretched my arms out, as if I was tired from the workout (which, I was, but from Richard's workout of my ass, not really my own). The stretch emphasized all my hard-earned muscles and put my hard cock on full display. I scratched my stomach absently, looking around.
'Where should I sit?' I asked the room.
'To your left.' Came a soft reply. I wonder if he'd meant to say it aloud or not. I turned to my left and found a seat, but Keith wasn't there. Still, appeasing his appetites was in my best interests.
'So, Keith, I hear you've got all sorts of game with the ladies. What's this I heard about an orgy with you and six other girls? You must have some balls on you.'
'Yeah, I do.' His voice confirmed, with an edge of pride in it. 'I can come six times in one hour.'
I scoffed, actually a bit doubtful of his claim. 'Yeah. Nobody's got that much cream in an hour.'
'They do when they're me. I'm constantly horny, man, and I'm willing to do anything to get off. Eric says-'
'What does Eric say?' I asked, suddenly very interested.
There was a pause. 'He says he's never seen anyone come so much as I do.'
'When you two jerk off.' I finished for him.
'Well yeah, but we sometimes do more than that.' Keith admitted.
'Like what?'
'Listen, he'd punish me just for talking about it.'
'Well I hear a lot of talk and not much proof.'
'You want proof? Dude...'
There was a shuffling sound, and suddenly Keith emerged through the steam in front of me. His shaggy blonde hair was hanging limply near his confident eyes, and he was standing with his arms crossed over his slim torso. His hands gripped his swimmer's biceps, and under his arms, he had the traces of some nice abs.
But what really commanded my attention was his package. His cock was standing full attention at near eight inches, uncut, and beautifully formed. It towered heavily over the largest pair of balls I'd ever seen, literally the size of baseballs. Altogether, he was one prime example of virile manhood.
I cautiously put a hand out to grasp his thick meat. His whole body shuddered in pleasure. 'Yup, this fucker is pretty impressive. But I still want proof. Show me what you can do.'
He put his hands up, smiling, so I began stroking his very big cock with my hand gently. Soon, I added my other hand to the task. I moved my hand up and down, jerking his large meat, which made his gargantuan balls swing heavily.
'You gonna suck it, or what?' he asked huskily. I looked up and grinned. 'Why? We have a whole hour, and six rounds. Round one is getting your edge off.'
He moaned suddenly, and I paused to spit on my hands before increasing my speed, sliding my hands up and down his huge hot shaft. Soon enough, he began leaking pearly white precum, and it slicked my hands, making them just the right texture of gooey.
'Don't stop, mmm, oh yeah, wank me off.' Keith was moaning. 'I'm so close.'
'I see that.' I said, watching his balls swinging more violently and slapping his legs. They were pulling up tighter to his shaft, so I continued stroking with one hand, short quick strokes near the head, and put my other hand on his massive balls to massage and squeeze them. I realized that he wasn't so much leaking precum anymore as flooding. A constant stream of the stuff was completely coating my hand.
'YES!' Keith gasped. 'OOOH FUCK I'M CUMMING!'
His eight-inch meat pulsed under my hand and cum erupted out of the tip, splattering all over my face mostly, and some on my chest. I opened my mouth, hoping to catch some. He just kept pumping more and more cum out, so eventually, I did. His flavor was creamy and salty, warm and definitely delicious. He stood there breathing heavily, but his cock didn't go down at all. He looked down at me happily. I wiped some of his cum onto my finger and licked it off slowly, then held the finger up.
'That's one.' I said. 'Keep 'em coming.'
'That's the idea.' Keith laughed. His laugh was exhilarating, a casual open laugh which made me feel more comfortable somehow. Like his spirit was just infectious. I smiled broadly in return and asked, 'You ready?'
He snorted. 'Do you see my dick right now?'
I grabbed it in my hand again and squeezed a bit. It was still deliciously hard and I could feel his pulse racing through it. Tentatively, I leaned forward and licked it. There was still a salty taste left over in the slit, so I sucked on that for a little bit. Slowly my hand began its pumping motions again as I slid the whole head into my mouth and swirled. When Keith sucked in a sharp breath, I knew I was doing the right thing.
'Shit. Can you deep throat?' he asked.
I was touched that he asked first. How polite. I nodded enthusiastically and began to move farther down his large pole, struggling a little at first, but then settling into my usual ritual. I gobbled down his thick eight inches until my lips were stretched around the base and tickling his fine layer of blonde pubic hair. Beneath my chin, his monster-balls were swinging freely.
Keith looked like he was in heaven, so I did my best to massage his meat with my throat and tongue. Suddenly, he gripped my head on each side and pulled his shaft back a bit. I took a quick breath, preparing for what would come next.
He fucked my face. Hard. He pounded his hard cock down my throat over and over again, groaning in pleasure as his heavy balls slapped my throat repeatedly. It wasn't long after he began fucking when he suddenly stopped and held me down on his meat, which swelled and burst once again, shooting what felt like gallons of his hot man-cream down my hungry throat. After a minute, he let me up and I licked my lips appreciatively.
'Two.' He said proudly.
'Don't celebrate yet, we've got a ways to go. Three goes up my ass.'
'You want it?' he asked, gripping his shaft (which was quickly lengthening again), and grinning childishly.
'Do I ever. Fuck me hard.'
I was sweating more now, as it was very hot in the sauna. Keith didn't have a hard time sliding a finger between my cheeks and pushing it into my hole.
'Come on. I want your big fucking dick in my ass. We've only got an hour, remember.'
He raised his eyebrows but removed his finger and positioned himself at my entrance. Soon he was pushing his massive shaft into me. It was my second cock of the day, so it didn't hurt as much or as long. When I nodded, Keith drew his hips back and slammed himself into me, his huge balls smacking my ass with a wet sound. Keith's abs were on full display as he moved his hips to pound me. The steam was swirling around us, me on my back on a wooden bench, Keith holding my ankles and standing, slamming a thick hot eight inches over and over into me.
'Damn, you feel hard again already.' I said. 'Oh fuck.'
'Mmm, yeah, I'm hung like no other. Fucking take my cock. Yeah! Mmm! Aaaah!'
'This all you got?' I panted through the steam.
Keith just shook his head and sped up his fuck pace. We both were alive with the sounds of lust now.
'AAaah!' I cried. 'FUCK! HARDER! YES! OOH! YES, FUCK ME KEITH, HARDER! AH!'
'UUH! Yeah, TAKE MY FUCKING COCK! OH GOD! Ooooh! Yeah, OOH!'
Keith froze up again above me and I felt his cock flood my ass with a third hot load of jizz.
'How did you come so quickly?' I asked. 'That's crazy!'
'Three.' He bragged, pulling out of me and stroking his cock gently. It looked a little deflated, but his hand was bringing it back to attention once again.
'You're engineered to just fuck 24/7. You're like the Michael Phelps of fucking!' I joked.
He shrugged and grinned sheepishly. 'So how shall we get number four?'
'I haven't even gotten number one yet.' I pointed out. 'Okay, I have an idea. You lay back.'
He did as I said and we switched places so that he was on the bench.
'Spread your legs.' I commanded.
'You gonna fuck me now?'
'I'm sure we'll get to that, but not just yet.' I smirked. He spread his legs and I just looked at the glory of it. A sweaty stud was spreading his legs to me to reveal his tiny rosebud, hiding behind his gigantic studly balls.
I lifted his balls gently with one hand and squeezed them. Then I leaned in and licked his asshole slowly, savoring the taste of his sweaty maleness.
'Mmm, do that again, I think I'm getting harder.' He said.
'You are incredible.' I replied. So I leaned in again and tongued his ass, lapping around the ring of muscle gently. He would punctuate it occasionally with a moan of pleasure. Suddenly, I stuck my tongue inside him and he jerked at the intrusion. I was holding his legs open and he cried out as I wormed my tongue further into him, squirming under my ministrations.
'Oh god, OH GOD, Jason what the fuck are you doing?! I've never gotten so hard so fast this far along! OH! Yes! Lick that sweaty ass!'
He was making me laugh, which wasn't helping either of us. I was giggling and it was getting harder to focus on my tongue, and my tongue was in turn driving him crazy. I flicked the inside walls of his ass, making obscene slurping noises. It was when I grazed the ceiling of his cavern that he arched his back suddenly. I sat back in surprise and saw that once again he was blasting away with that fucking thick firehose. Most of his cum landed on his chest this time. I smiled at him as he lay there gasping, his eyes wide.
'Fuck! That was a lot faster than I expected. Usually it takes a while for me to recharge after three. That was fantastic!'
'Believe it or not, I am a fucking hot stud with a talent for tongue, so I'm not so surprised. How long has it been?'
He sighed. 'I don't know, forty minutes?'
I nodded. 'Alright then, we've got twenty to figure out how to get two more out of you. Shouldn't be too hard at this rate.'
'Go ahead and fuck me.' He suggested. 'You really need to get off. Look at you.'
I looked down and my own shaft was rock hard and leaking precum faster than a bad faucet.
'Alrighty. Want me to stretch you?'
'You just did.' He pointed out. 'Shove that fucker in.'
After a mock bow to tease him, I took hold of his hips and found myself at his asshole. His heavy balls were hanging down again, in the way.
'Flip over champ.'
He got up and put both hands on the bench but remained standing. It was good enough for me so I gripped his hips again and slid my length into his tight, hot hole.
'GOD!' I gasped. He was very tight around me, squeezing me hard.
'Come on, stud, fuck me.' He begged. His shaft was pressed up against his stomach, leaking precum that was dripping down onto the bench.
I pulled out a bit then began a rhythmic fucking motion, shoving my meat up his ass, then drawing it back out. It was so tight, it felt fucking glorious. My own balls were slapping the wet backside of his giant ones. We were two gorgeous, muscle studs fucking like rabbits in a gym sauna. Keith's ass was mind-blowing.
With my hands rubbing his chest, I could feel his cum from our rim session. I moved my hands everywhere, slicking up his hot body with it while I pummeled his tight ass with my hard manhood.
I think I was shouting something, but I couldn't hear what, I was just lost in the fucking. Very soon, I was ready to blow, so I shoved as far in as I could go and let loose, filling his ass to the brim with my load. There was so much it was running down the sides of my cock as I pulled out.
'God, you're an animal.' He chuckled.
'Did you come too?' I asked, sitting down.
'Five.' He confirmed.
'It's getting hot in here. I say we finish our test in the showers.' I suggested.
'Agreed.'
We both helped each other up and found the door. Out in the hallway, the clear air was suddenly chilly compared to the thick steam in the sauna. Richard was nowhere to be seen, so we walked naked over to the showers. I turned on two faucets and we just stood there for a minute, cooling ourselves off from the hot fucking session. Soon, we turned the water off and dried with the towels in the locker room.
'Still got one more to go, what'll it be?' I asked.
He thought about it. 'How about a sixty-nine?'
I smiled. 'I'm game. Top or bottom?'
'I'll be on top.' He said.
So I laid down on one of the benches and he maneuvered himself so that his cock was dangling right over my face, and his face was next to my own shaft. Without further ado, he leaned down and sucked my cock into his mouth, and that glorious hot-and-wet feeling engulfed me. Gasping, I reached up and took hold of his eight-incher, aiming it at my mouth for the second time. I sucked him in, as much as I could at that angle, and tried all my tricks to get him to cum, but it was taking a long time. I had a finger in his ass, and my tongue was getting really tired. I was about to suggest a break when he took my cock all the way to the root and something in my balls triggered. I fired a second load straight up into his mouth and he swallowed it greedily.
That was when it happened. His cock swelled miraculously for the sixth time in an hour and blasted three shots of cum straight down into my waiting mouth. I swallowed the delicious man-nectar and as he got off of me, I looked at him admiringly.
'May I never doubt your crazy stamina again. I was beginning to doubt the last one there.'
'All I had to do was get you to cum. Yours tastes delicious, and a mouthful of hot stud cum makes me super hot.'
I smiled. 'Well that was a deliciously fun time. I'm glad to be proven wrong.'
'I was glad to prove it. I was super horny.'
We laughed again and began to look for our clothes. We looked for Richard too, but it seemed that he'd already left, so the two of us returned to the beach house together.
Danny was waiting for me. He looked very horny. And I still needed Eric to fuck me.
Chores, chores, chores.
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This is Jason. I hope you're liking these stories. The conclusion is coming up fast, so stay tuned! And stay horny! :D
curtis | 10 Sep 2011
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