Sebastian

SIMON AND SEBASTIAN IN SAN FRANCISCO

An Imaginary Homoerotic Story

 by

Jason Land

This is the seventh and last of a series of short stories each of which can be read as a stand-alone piece. However as they tied together by some of the characters, who, in one way and another, figure in several of these tales, I recommend my readers to read them in the order in which they were written which is as follows:-

Sebastian’s Schooldays

Sebastian Embraces His Sexuality

Sebastian – The Male Escort

Sebastian Meets Simon

Simon and Sebastian

Simon and Sebastian Meet Chris

Simon and Sebastian in San Francisco

CHAPTER 1

Towards the end of the year, Simon asked me what I thought about changing our annual pilgrimage to the sun and taking our three week vacation in the New Year in San Francisco. He had not been back there since he had left on his world tour a few years ago, which led to our meeting at the MuscleCock contest  in Taipei and said he would really like to visit some of his old haunts and see if any of his old buddies were still around. As I had myself never been further west than New Jersey, this sounded like a good idea and we booked into a top notch gay hotel in San Francisco, in early January. I have to say, like almost everyone, gay or straight, I was instantly charmed by the city and was delighted that we had decided to come here.

Both Simon and I had sensed a strong feeling among our clients that although the purpose of our visits was to administer anal stimulation, there was considerable pleasure also in being able to look at two superb young physiques. And so we both felt that the time we devoted to developing our physical attributes was well spent. We had, of course, both of us, that narcissistic streak that goes with body building worldwide, in that we ourselves liked to look at ourselves and each other. It really turned us on; as a matter of fact, it usually turns most observers on, gay and straight alike, for who either overtly or secretly does not like to look at naked, young studs with beautiful, muscular bodies and big cocks; come on – it’s the sort of thing we all dream about and wished we looked the same, whether we admit it or not.

So one of the first things we needed to do was to locate a local gym where we could work out during our stay in the City, for both of us felt the need to exercise on a very regular basis to keep our bodies in top shape. The hotel concierge, who I guess was gay, suggested we try Ringboy’s Gym, which was just a short walk from the hotel, so along there we went.

We walked into the reception area at the gym, to be greeted by a young receptionist who simply took my breath away. I looked at Simon and saw that he too had been similarly moved. This young stud was just drop dead gorgeous. He was fair, about six foot in height and had the most beautiful muscular figure imaginable. He was wearing a sleeveless Tee shirt of a very fine material which clung to his body and showed every muscle of his torso to perfection. There was a small gap between this shirt and the top of his pants, which revealed a tantalising band of bronzed, muscled flesh and the pants themselves were skin tight, which brought into relief what was clearly a fine set of fucking tools.

At the first glance at this guy I felt my cock starting to harden and one glance at Simon showed me that he too had had a similar reaction. Quite incredible really, this guy was sex personified and in a less formal setting, I think that both of us would have almost raped the guy – he was just so irresistible. Not that either of us had ever raped anyone you understand, but the thought was certainly there. A man’s cock is totally uncontrollable and frequently tells its owner what it would like him to do; but most of us learn to control this urge and make sure our minds and not our cocks dictate our actions; which is precisely why we just looked at this young stud and did nothing.

Our young receptionist greeted us.  “Hi guys, I’m Sven. What can I do for you?”

Well of course what I wanted to say was that he should turn round, drop his pants and briefs and offer us his arse to fuck there and then, but, of course, my reply was much more restrained.

“Nice to meet you Sven,” I said, “I’m Sebastian and this is my friend Simon. We are here in SF from New York on a three week vacation and we wanted to find a gym where we could work, out as visitors for the three weeks or our stay”

“Well”, said Sven, his face clouding slightly, “I think that you need to know that this is not your normal run-of-the-mill gym.  Ringboy’s is a mandatory naked gym and all members must workout totally naked.”

“That”, I said “is exactly what we are looking for as we are members of Big Mac’s Gym in New York which is also a mandatory naked facility.” 

Sven’s face then cleared and he explained: “Ringboy’s and the Big Mac chain have a reciprocal arrangement, whereby visiting Big Mac customers from other cities, can become temporary members of the gym at a rate of $75 per week which includes, free towels for the showers, free lubes and free condoms, if you need them, which I guess you probably might.”  He then gave a knowing look at Simon’s crotch, where his uncontrollable flesh was making its desires evident!

So we signed up there and then and Sven showed us the changing rooms and lockers and the shower room. Both places had a warning on the wall that no sex was allowed in either place. He then pointed to the door into the gym proper and said that if we wanted to look over the facilities we would have to strip naked before entering as the no-clothes requirement was strictly enforced in the Gym itself, the spa and associated recovery and ancillary rooms and the bar. As we had no plans, we decided that we would spend some time in the gym and stripped off, much to Sven’s delight; his eyes lit up when he saw us naked and the size of our cocks.

“Gee guys,” he said, “You two fellows really are well set up.”

We could see a stirring in this young stud’s crotch. I saw no reason to hide anything from Sven and told him that we were equal partners in a Male Escort Agency in New York and that as we were essentially professional fuckers, we needed to keep our bodies, fuck poles and balls in tip-top condition, which was why we need to continue to work out even on vacation. Sven went off and got us our towels and we went into the gym.

“Cedric, the head cock-trainer is on duty right now,” he said, “so he will be able to help you with any questions you have about settling in and using the various facilities.  Ringboy’s is a very well equipped outfit and you will find all you need, and more than you can imagine without having experienced the place.”

We had arrived at a quiet time of the day and there were not many guys in the gym. A very muscular stud with a huge cock, whom we guessed was Cedric, was talking to a young guy, who had apparently applied for a job as a NBA. The candidate NBA was a well set up young stud about 6ft 2inches tall with a very attractive well-cut cock some 8 inches long. We later learned that Ringboy’s gym only took on guys as assistants with a minimum cock length of 7 inches with a girth to match, as the NBAs cocks were in great demand by  many of the customers, whose main objective was cock development.

Cedric was saying to the young stud, “Liam, you have just applied for a job as an NBA in this gym and now you tell me that you have only had sex a few times in your entire life. Do you understand what this job entails? This is a job which involves more or less regular sex with our customers. If you here come to work as an NBA, your anus and cock will be at the beck and call of any of our customers and you cannot refuse to service them.”

“If a guy asks you to fuck him, then that is what you have to do – no questions asked – just pull on a condom, give his arse a shot of lube and get on with it. Same if he wants to fuck you, which is much more often the case; you simply have to let him do it; that is what the job entails. You can insist that he lube you up before penetrating and that he use a condom, but nothing more. Look Liam, if you really want this job, then I have to be sure that you can perform and so I propose to conduct our standard entry tests with you right now.”

And with no more ado, Cedric pushed Liam to his knees and told him to start sucking off his cock which was already hardening up to the task ahead. Liam took the head of Cedric’s cock in his mouth, whereupon Cedric immediately commenced to face fuck the young stud. A few minutes later, with his cock totally hard, Cedric pulled Liam to his feet and pushed him flat on his back onto one of the tables, told him to put his feet on the table and spread his legs.

He then reached for a tube of lube and pushed it directly into Liam’s anus and injected the lubricant into his arse. Liam winced at first and then relaxed as he realised that there was no great pain. Cedric quickly rolled on a condom, pulled Liam’s legs over his shoulders and quite brutally forced his huge hard fuck stick into Liam’s hole. Liam let out a cry of pain and then relaxed again as Cedric commenced pounding his butt, until with one final thrust he shot his lot.

He then pulled Liam up and said to him, “You’re a real good fuck Liam; I really enjoyed shafting you but now you have to do the same to me; in this job you have to be  both fucker and fuckee ; you have to be a full service assistant; no ifs and buts, get it?  Now you lube me up and give my hole a good hard shafting, as I have to be sure that you know how to fuck butt before we go any further.  We cannot afford any shy NBAs ; you all have to perform 100% in all respects. So get to it and show me what you can do.”

Just listening to this lot, I have to say that Cedric certainly did not mince his words; he knew what he wanted and made it quite clear to his young candidate.

 Cedric now lay flat on his back on the table while Liam, somewhat slowly, lubed his arse up, pulled on a condom and entered Cedric. Liam finally thrust the full length of his fuck stick into Cedric’s hole and started pumping.

“Make it harder,” said Cedric, “Clients really enjoy a good hard fuck.”

“OK,” said Liam in his own defence, “I may not have all that much experience, but believe me, I really know how to fuck – and I enjoy it!”

At the end of the day, Liam seemed to have passed the test with flying colours and Cedric told him that he was OK as he had a good physique and a big thick cock, which was exactly what most clients wanted. He should go and shower and then see Sven at the reception about the hours he would work at the gym. Sven would also give him the address of the men’s jewellery shop where Ringboy’s purchased the obligatory triple cock ring, which was the trade mark of the gym and had to be worn by all staff at all times.

“Go down to the jewellers and get yourself fitted with the RingBoy’s model, triple cock ring, which you have to wear in the gym at all times whenever you are on duty. We provide it free of charge, together with the dog tag you wear around your neck when you are off duty but still in the gym. If you are wearing the tag, then all customers know that you are off duty and they cannot call upon your services as an NBA. If you want to wear other jewellery you are free to do so, but at our own expense.” concluded Cedric.

Simon and I worked out for a couple of hours and then were about to go off to shower and dress, when Cedric stopped us and asked us how we had got on. He was sorry he had been engaged when we arrived but he hoped that everything had been OK for us. And so we sat around talking to him, telling him about our visit to SF and our regular training gym in New York. It turned out the Cedric knew Antonio as they had occasionally worked together and when we told him we had begun our serious cock training with Carlos Santana, he laughed and told us the he and Carlos had worked together on many MuscleCock contests until he took up the post as head trainer at the Ringboy’s Gym.

We told Cedric that we had both reached the weight and cock development we wanted and that we worked out three times a week just to keep in shape.

“Well” he said, “You two studs really do look in fine shape and I hope that you enjoy your brief stay in SF.”

It was then that we noticed that Cedric was wearing a triple cock ring as were we. He told us that all the staff at Ringboy’s Gym had to wear the triple ring as it was one of the owner’s rules.

“That’s why it’s called Ringboy’s,” he said. “We all wear the same triple cock-ring so that our customers can recognise who is staff and who is client. When an NBA is off duty, he wears a silver medallion on a chain around his neck and all our clients know this and they know not to ask for any services. Most of our NBAs are students who in return for about 15 hours work per week are paid a small salary and allowed free access to all the gym’s facilities. All the guys who come here as NBAs are serious body and cock-builders and appreciate the access to a naked facility. It gives them ample opportunity for cock development, which is what many of them concentrate on. I also give them tips about how best to develop their assets.”

He concluded laughingly by saying, “ I’m not such a hard arse as I might have appeared to you when I was grilling that new recruit, Liam; but I am always tough on these young guys when they come looking for a job, as they have to know what the job entails. It sorts the wheat from the chaff, and lots of young studs pull out before we have even got around to any actual fucking.  I check them all out physically before we accept them, so what you saw earlier with Liam, is in fact routine; I first fuck them and they have to fuck me to allow me to be sure that they know what’s what; it’s how we keep up our standards.”

Simon then told him how he had got his own cock ring from Brian Stoker at the MuscleCock contest in Taipei several years ago and Cedric said that he had known Brian casually and had always admired him, but that he had lost track of him in the past few years. He also remembered that Brian had been the only uncut guy in the MuscleCock events at that time and thought that this would hold his development back. He agreed with us that in our cock orientated work, all guys should be cut; foreskin was simply a no no. No one seemed to know if Brian had ever bitten the bullet and had himself circumcised as so many other studs had told him he should do.

CHAPTER 2

We were just about to hit the showers when there was the sound of lift doors opening and Cedric told us to stick around as the gym owner himself was arriving and he always liked to meet guys from other gyms when they were visiting SF. And so we waited and then nearly fell through the floor, for out of the lift walked none other than a stark naked Christopher Newman, from whom we had heard nothing since he left New York some three years previously. It was difficult to see who was more surprised; Christopher or us, but he greeted us like two, long lost brothers.

“Simon, Sebastian, what the hell are you two doing here? You look as though you have just finished working out. How come that you are here in San Francisco and in my gym? I’m the owner, you know; listen, come straight upstairs with me to my apartment, for I live directly above here and let’s talk, for we have so much to catch up on.”

My first thought was that if this was his gym, Chris’s gym, then my goodness if it was, he had some a long way since we last met.

So I said, “Well, Simon and I are here in town on a three week vacation, which is a change from our usual break in the sun somewhere in the Caribbean and the concierge at our hotel recommended his gym to us. So, we are in town by design, the idea being to allow Simon to catch up on his old haunts and pals, for as you may remember, he used to live here but we are here in your gym purely by chance.  It was recommended to us by the concierge in our hotel. But how about letting us get a shower and our clothes before we go up to your apartment?”

To this, Chris replied, “No problem, you can get a shower upstairs and we can pick up your clothes later. Anyway you don’t need them upstairs as my partner and I lead a naked life style when at home. So you two look absolutely fine; in fact, you look as fabulous as ever.”

“Well” I observed, "You don’t look too bad yourself Chris”

In fact to say that Chris did not look bad was the understatement of all time, for he looked absolutely fabulous! So, we all moved upstairs to what was a huge and palatial apartment, where Chris evidently lived.

“Let me explain and bring you up to speed on what has happened to me since we last met three years ago at the Big Mac’s New Year’s Eve Fuckfest.” began Chris, “A lot of water has gone under the bridge since we last met, or probably more appositely, a hell of a lot of cum has been shot.”

“You know I went off to college after that New Year’s party three years ago. Well, after I had been in school about three months I realised that I was just not the studious type and had to find something else to do. And so, I dropped out and came to SF where I got a job in a gay bar and rented a small apartment nearby. I can tell you it was a change in life style but I was utterly happy and that is where I met my partner, Serge. He came into the bar one day and we both had immediate eyes on each other. Well, I don’t have to spell it out for you two guys do I? We clicked and in a couple of weeks had become an item; it’s a bit like your own story revisited.”

“Serge moved in with me to the small apartment and we were really happy together. Serge worked as an assistant in a body building gym and spent his off duty time working on his own body and cock. In fact, when we met, Serge was in superb shape and had a nine inch cock which any guy would be proud to call his own. I think that it was the fact that we both recognised in the other that we were two well set up studs that made us so compatible. Anyway, he will be back shortly and you will meet him and see what you think.”

“When I dropped put from college, I did not tell my father at first; but then I thought that as he had paid for my entire education I really owed it to him to tell him what I was doing with my life. I did not need his money, as I managed quite well on the pay I got from the bar. I also made a bit on the side, servicing a few older guys who liked having a little stimulation from a young muscle-stud. They also liked looking at my body and equipment, especially as I wore a lot of body jewellery, which as you can see, I still do.”

“Anyway, feeling that I owed it to my dad, I contacted him to tell him what was doing, to learn that he had met and fallen in love with a woman whom he intended to marry. I felt really happy for him as he had been alone for so many years since my mother died. He, as ever, really understood what I had done in dropping out from college and took the attitude that if I was happy, then he was happy for me. It really was not what he would have wished for me, (he wanted me to join him in his bank, but that was and still is not for me) but as he told me, he could not live my life for me and at the end of the day it was up to me.”

“A few months later, my Dad called me and told me that I should get in touch with a firm of lawyers in New York who had handled my late mother’s family affairs for over one hundred years – one hundred years! – as they wished to discuss my mother’s estate with me. This was the first time I had heard anything about my mother’s estate. She had died when I was only five years old, I had no recollection of her and I had never had any contact with my maternal grandparents, both of whom were dead before I was born.”

“So I called the law firm with the delightfully antiquated name of Makepeace, Makepeace, Thorougood, Makepeace and Thorougood. Where the hell, I asked myself, did they get such a string of names? It all sounded like something out of Dickens. Well the upshot of all this was that I had to go to New York to see the senior partner of this outfit, one, Theodore Ambrose Makepeace; did they call him Theo, I wondered? But I bet they did not, given the antiquated style of the firm’s name.”

“Mr Theodore, as his aged secretary called him, received me in his office, which was very old fashioned and certainly indicated that Makepeace et al were not one of the modern high-profile  law firms one reads about today. He asked me for some identification, which I had in the form of my Birth Certificate, which I had had the foresight to bring with me, together with my driving licence and my passport. Assured that I was really the Christopher Newman he wished to see, he then told me that I was the sole beneficiary of my late mother’s will, of which his firm was the sole executor. The will stipulated that I was not to be told of my future inheritance until I had reached the age of 21 years, which I had done just a little time ago.”

“Mr. Theodore then told me that my mother had left a net sum after estate duties of just over $50 million of which I was now the sole beneficiary. I was dumbstruck by this news as I had no idea that my mother had had such a fortune and my father had never mentioned it to me. I am not sure that he even knew about it. I knew vaguely that my mother’s family had been well-heeled as one says, but not to such an extent. It transpired that my mother’s parents, my maternal grandparents, had both died fairly young and, as their only child, my mother had inherited their entire estate, which she never had time to enjoy, as she herself died shortly afterwards. As it was her inheritance and as my father was a very rich man in his own right, my mother had, apparently, made me, her only child, her sole heir.  As you might well imagine, I was dumbstruck by this news and, for a moment, wondered if I was dreaming; but I was not and it got still better.”

“Mr Theodore had allowed me time to take in the fact that I had just become a very rich young man before continuing. He then smiled and went on to say that the sum he had just mentioned was the value of the estate at the time of my mother’s death. As his firm had not only been appointed executors but also as investment managers under the terms of the will, they had, over the intervening years, succeeded in more than doubling the initial value.”

“Young man, I am pleased to be able to inform you” he said, “that the current value of your legacy is slightly in excess of $125 million net of tax!”

“I could not believe my ears, for I had walked into his office with practically no assents and was leaving a multimillionaire.”

“I returned to SF and told Serge about my good fortune, which he, like me, could hardly believe. Together, he and I had been totally happy with our modest life the way it was, and suddenly a completely unexpected and new horizon expanded before us. I say us, because although the money was entirely mine, my attachment to Serge had in no way altered as we truly were – and for that matter, still are – an item.”

“After some thought and discussion with Serge, I finally decided that I would let the firm of Makepeace et al continue to administer the capital for me as they had clearly done a sterling job over the past years. I had them immediately transfer the sum of $5 million to my bank account and left them the rest to invest on my behalf.”

“As you know, I had always been interested in developing my body and cock and as Serge was also that way inclined, I decided to open this gym.”

At that moment the door open and in walked Serge, who was a really well set up guy in much the same vein as Chris.

“Go get changed, Serge,” said Chris and I will introduce you to my old friends from New York.”

Serge was quickly back, stark naked as were we all. He was just as muscular as Chris, had a superb physique and a large rubbery cock with a huge knob, which was beautifully thrown into relief by the trade mark triple cock ring which he wore. Like Chris he had a double PA ring through his knob and had pierced nipples and one earring. Looking at them together, they were two superb young studs. As I have said in the past, I am not personally really into body piercing, but I have to admit that these two heavily adorned young guys were the personification of sex, whom any red blooded guy would have been ready to fuck at the drop of a hat. I could see Simon hardening just at the thought of what might be possible and I thought that I detected a look of envy in his face when he saw their pierced cocks.”

“Serge,” Chris began, “let me introduce you to my two old friends from New York. These are the two guys who first introduced me to sex and if you look at Sebastian’s cock you are looking at the first fuck stick I ever took up my arse. I didn’t actually take it; it was forced upon me, and it was Sebastian who took my anal virginity away from me in what seemed, at the time, like a baptism of fire, but for which I have ever since been eternally grateful and from which I have never once looked back. “I have just been telling them the almost unbelievable story of how I became a multimillionaire and came to open this gym.”

Then addressing Simon and me again, he went on, “I should tell you that I bought the entire building where the gym is now housed and that Serge and I live in this huge apartment on the first floor. As you can see, like you two in New York, we lead a naked lifestyle when at home so you should feel entirely at ease with us. How long are you guys planning to stay in SF and where are you staying and how are things going in New York for you two guys?”

We told Chris that our escort business in New York was booming and that we had just arrived in San Francisco on a three week vacation trip so that Simon could visit some of his old haunts and look up few buddies from the past, if any were still around and that we had taken a suite at a gay hotel in the neighbourhood. As we still worked out three times a week in New York, we had felt that we could not let training slip just because we were in a different city and that was how we had come to Chris’s gym.

Chris then said. “Check out of the hotel tomorrow and come and stay with us here, as we have a huge amount of space available and we can have a great time together; and moreover, Serge is a great cook too boot!”

And so we moved into this luxurious apartment over the gym for the rest of our stay in San Francisco. That evening, after eating, we had a private little fuck fest together, which became so hot that I forget now who fucked whom and how it all ended; all I can remember is that it went on for a long time and made a really great first day welcome for us to SF.

CHAPTER 3

Next day, Chris explained how his gym worked and why it was so successful. “You know” he said, “Other than the upfront money I took from my inheritance to buy the building and set up the gym, I really don’t need any of the money from my inheritance because the gym produces sufficient profits for us to live on very comfortably. Makepeace et al send me $60,000.- per month as income from my funds and the cash just accumulates in my account.”

Ringboy’s was, as far as he knew, the only gym in the area where guys could work out naked, which lots of studs really wanted to do. In addition to being super-well equipped, Chris ran a drug free and HIV free house. He insisted that any new client bring along a doctor’s certificate proving that he was HIV free before he would allow him into the place. After that he insisted on a monthly renewal of the HIV certificate. As Chris said, it was not possible to monitor his clients on a daily basis but he did his very best to keep his place clean

He insisted on showers for all clients and staff before entering the gym and all his staff were expected to lube themselves up in the changing rooms before entering the gym proper. No sex was allowed in the changing rooms, showers or in the spa attached to the gym and clients and staff were obliged to us a condom for any sexual activity, This was a mandatory requirement; any pair found fucking without a condom were ejected immediately and banned from ever returning. Chris really hoped that his clients in their activities would also use condoms for all sex but did not feel he could enforce such a ruling outside of his gym.

“Anyhow,” he said, “I really try, which is why I distribute free lube and condoms.”

Chris explained that as his was the only naked body building spot in the San Francisco area as far as he knew, this was probably one of the main reasons for its success, as lots of guys, both gay and straight, really like to strut their stuff in front of their peers. The gym was super well-equipped and there was always plenty of staff on duty, including twelve NBAs.

Thus any client who signed up for cock training, for which he paid an extra fee, would be guaranteed a first class trainer and personal attention and there were always lots of well lubed NBAs around to meet the most demanding needs of any client. It was much like at a Musclecock competition, any client could grab any NBA without warning, who had to accede to his demands. This, thought Chris was a unique service and the fact that his place was always fully booked  bore out the truth of this.

Chris’s customers were split about fifty-fifty between gay and straight guys. Chris told us that the straight guys who patronised is gym were all young body builders who used no drugs at all to help enhance their physiques, especially the anabolic steroids so beloved of muscle builders word wide. He said that main attraction for the straight guys was the cock training facilities he offered as most of the guys were intent on developing their man-meat to the maximum. So the straight guys who came to gym all had decent sized cocks to start with, unlike the steroid-popping bodybuilders who built up huge muscles but finished up with tiny little dicks caused by hormonal imbalance. Such guys did not really want to show themselves naked to a collection of muscular young men, gay or straight, all of whom had big cocks.

“Talking of muscular young studs,” I said, “What gives with this guy Sven who was on the reception yesterday?  Boy what a stud he is; it was all we could do to stop ourselves jumping over the counter and fucking the living daylights out of him there and then.”

“Oh,” said Chris, laughing, “Sven’s a great guy and very popular with the customers He has that same effect on lots of clients – he is just so super-attractive. He spends half his time on the front desk and the other in the Gym as an NBA. He wants to become a personal trainer and in his free time here, he concentrates on training his own cock with Cedric. He puts his heart and soul, or perhaps I should say his arse and hole, into everything he does. He was voted butt fuck of the month for the third consecutive month by the clients last month; they just love him!”

Chris went on to tell us that he had installed equipment in both the gym and the private rooms where much of the serious cock training took place, to try to make butt fucking as comfortable an act as possible.

“Just look at any gay male website and the actors in those little porn videos these guys are enacting. To begin with, they are usually not very attractive physical specimens and they are never provided with any equipment to help with their act; usually they finish up with one guy on a couch and the other dropping his anus onto the erect fuck pole of the other. I know that looked at in the cold light of day, the sex act, either gay or straight, is not very dignified, but it is an incredible uncontrollable driving force and my aim has been to make it as comfortable and entertaining to watch as is possible.”

“And we have to face facts that in a place like this, sex becomes a spectator sport for those who are not indulging in the act at that moment. So there are always lots of onlookers when guys are fucking each other. Most guys quickly lose any initial embarrassment and inhibitions they might have had at the start and throw themselves vigorously into the general scene. We have to acknowledge that fact, that the cock is the key focus of most of our clients. They come here ostensibly to improve their own bodies, but once here there is a strong emphasis on building up their cocks.  They get great satisfaction from watching their own meat develop but they also love looking at everyone else’s equipment. Let’s face it, most guys, whether gay or straight would really like to have a big cock; it is a sign of their sexual athleticism, which brings them respect” 

Chris then went on to say “So, I have introduced the padded flat table so that the fucker wanting to take the fuckee face up (your favourite position, I think Sebastian) can put him comfortably on his back on the table, take his legs over his shoulders and have a perfect access to his anus with his cock. I have even had these tables made adjustable in both height and angle, so that the guy doing the fucking can get a really good angle to his patter’s arsehole and give him a really good hard fuck.”

"Then I have introduced padded benches for those who like the back entry position. The passive partner of the moment, the fuckee, can kneel on the padded lower bench and bend across a higher padded bench to offer his anus to the fucker. Again, these two benches are adjustable in height so that the fucker can again find the perfect comfortable position from which to pound the fuckee’s arsehole whilst the guy taking the shafting is also in a comfortable position. I know that in common parlance we talk about being a top or a bottom but I think that fucker and fuckee more aptly describe what actually happens and so I have adopted these terms.”

“ I guess that all this might sound a little technical and clinical; but I think it is important that the fuckee be well supported in this position, as this allows the fucker really to pump his cock vigorously into the target anus, which, being well supported, does not tend to move away with each of his downward thrusts. This may all sound a little bizarre; but believe me, it makes the gay sex act so much more comfortable. It also ensures that the fucker can put maximum effort into his strokes for as we all know, the average fuckee tends to like a really solid pounding from his partner.”

“You know, I have installed this double bench arrangement along one full wall of the gym, as so many guys find themselves wanting to fuck butt at the same time there has to be place for all. It makes quite an interesting spectacle for those observing, as all participants are lined up and make for a super entertaining moment. And do not forget that Fuckathon which Tony, Greg and I performed three years ago at Antonio’s New Year’s Eve Fuckfest. We have not done it since, but Serge and I are going to give a mind-bending demonstration of it at the next Friday Fuckfest. It will be the real attraction as you will see at the end of the month.”

“In general, the straight guys tend to book cock training sessions with their favourite trainer in a private room; but like most men, they really quite enjoy being in an environment where there are lots handsome male studs around all sporting big cocks. They may not want to suck cock or indulge in recreational sex with the guys around them, but they still enjoy looking at young muscle and big cocks and watching them train; and, frankly, straight or gay, who doesn’t?”

“It’s a very homoerotic environment to which, whether gay or straight, the hardening of the observer’s cock and pre-cum drippings testify to the fact that the cock is simply a piece of meat over which the owner has no control at all; and it is amusing to see this happening to straight guys when they see somebody or some act which attracts them. You should see the heads turn and cocks stand to attention when young Sven walks around the place on NBA duty! I am sure that lots of the co-called straight guys would love to have a bang at a young NBA’s fuck hole if only they could overcome their inbuilt inhibition. In fact a few straight guys do take the plunge, not because they are wondering whether or not they might be gay, but just out of human curiosity; they would like to know what it is like to fuck another man rather than a woman; it’s as simple as that.”

“In private boys’ schools in the US and even more commonly in the UK, it is quite common for straight boys to bugger their friends to relieve their sexual tension. Well is seems to me that when a straight guy fucks another man it is really nothing more than buggery. He is not entering into a gay relationship with the fuckee. But then, with your own educational background, Sebastian, I guess I am teaching my grandmother to suck eggs, as the saying goes. It is not the same relationship as exists between Simon and you or between Serge and me; we are items and they are just having a recreational fuck – nothing more, nothing less.”

“I don’t know if you and Simon have found this, but when Serge and I have sex together, which is pretty often, I can tell you, it is not at all the same has either of us having sex with another  guy.  The fact that we are spiritually an item somehow makes a physical difference to the sex act; I can tell you that when Serge and I make love together, and it is making love not just fucking, then we both experience orgasms that reach pinnacles of indescribable pleasure, which neither of us ever experiences with other guys.  I think that is the difference which comes from being in love with your partner and just having a physical sexual relationship with another guy. I don’t think one should sneeze at general recreational sex, for variety is the spice of life, but it just is not the same.”

To which I replied. “Both Simon and I agree with you totally; we feel exactly the same.”

CHAPTER 4

We spent the most of the second day touring around San Francisco, a city where I had never been before, and Simon took me to his old hang outs where we met up with few of his old buddies and chewed the fat. But it was a relief to be able to go back to Chris’s place, strip off and relax totally naked as we did in New York when at home.

The next morning we went down very early, about 8 a.m. in the elevator to the gym to have a three-hour work-out session. The place was deserted at that hour apart from one man who was leaning over one of the benches curling dumbbells. He was pointing a beautiful bubble butt at us, which said: “come fuck me” as clearly as if a card to that effect had been stuck to it; it just was one of those divine, irresistible arses which confronted us. As we entered, the guy turned around and we were confronted with our receptionist friend, Sven. Well, as you know, we had been overwhelmed by Sven’s physique when clothed, but this was nothing like seeing this young stud naked. I could well believe that he was in permanent demand by the clients, passing from one to the next with hardly any pause, He had the most beautifully-proportioned body imaginable, with perfect muscular definition, but this guy’s crowning glory was his cock, which was absolute perfection, about nine inches long and with that lovely rubbery quality to it which made it stand out from the pelvis even even when soft; so much better than a limp formless offering that so many guys seem to have.

“Well Hii guys,” said Sven, “Great to see you here so early.”

Sven was wearing the mandatory triple cock ring which was the trademark sign of Ringboy’s Gym, but like his boss, Chris, he had gone the whole hog and had a heavy gold PA ring through his knob and two heavy gold rings through his nipples. He looked absolutely fabulous. I had had a release of adrenalin the moment I saw Sven standing there and glancing towards Simon I saw that he too was aroused and his cock was already beginning to signal that it wanted action.

Sven clearly read the signs and said “Anything I can do for you guys as I am on duty until ten, so I have two hours at your disposal” Then with a laugh he dropped immediately to his knees in front of Simon, took his cock into his mouth and proceeded to suck Simon into a full erection. Simon could hardly control himself, but he pulled Sven to his feet, pushed him back onto one of the tables and reached for a tube of lube and a condom from the wall dispenser. ‘‘Forget the lube said Sven, “I lubed myself up as I came on duty just a few minutes ago, so you can get straight to it. I have to say that you both have super cocks judges by any standard and I am really looking forward to having the pleasure of experiencing both of them this morning.”

Now, Sven’s own cock was really very good, but both Simon and I had really benefitted from our cock training sessions over the years and we both measured just over ten inches hard and ramrod straight with it.

With Sven flat on his back on the table, Simon unrolled the condom onto his own cock, pulled Sven’s legs over his own shoulders.  Simon was just so horny that all he wanted was to get fucking; so forgetting any of the normal foreplay, he thrust his shaft as far as it would go into Sven’s anus with one swift firm downward movement. Sven moaned with excitement and pleasure; the pleasure of a guy who is a highly experienced fuckee, as Simon pounded his arse harder and harder. It was all over in two minutes; Simon climaxed and rammed Sven’s arse so hard that he had a huge cum shot, whilst Sven, whose cock had not been touched but was also as hard as a ram-rod, suddenly erupted with a huge orgasm of creamy cum which was splattered over Simon’s chest. Simon withdrew and almost collapsed; this had been for him an extraordinary occasion; he had almost raped Sven, so great was the attraction and the effort left him completely exhausted.

Sven looked at me and said that he wanted me to give him more of the same as he really wanted to try out both our cocks. He said that he was HIV negative and assumed that I was the same and therefore he asked me to fuck him without a condom as he much preferred a flesh to flesh contact. He made as if to turn over, but I stopped him in his tracks, pulled his legs over my shoulders into my favourite position and gave his anus the pounding he wanted. We both climaxed together and I shot an enormous dose of cum into his hole whilst he sprayed me with his thick cream. We both then collapsed exhausted by our efforts. Boy, fucking can be hard work at times, but what enjoyment we all got out of that session.

The three of us just sat around pulling ourselves together, wondering what was going to happen next. Simon then suggested that we bring matters to an end with a three man tandem fuck, with Sven fucking him and me fucking Sven, which we then did.

Condoms and lube had now gone with the wind as we three simply wanted to enjoy sticking our cocks into each other, which finally left us all laughing but worn out. And so, we all retired to the spa where we relaxed together in a hot whirlpool bath. It was just the relaxation we all needed, but I had to slap Sven on the wrist as he tried to grab hold of my cock; this guy was sexually red-hot and I am sure would have shafted me in the pool given half a chance!

“Really lucky that you happened to be around first thing this morning,” I said to Sven, to which with a sly grin he replied that he had had a tip-off. It transpired that he had been just as attracted to us as we to him when we met at reception a couple of days previously and he had pumped Chris to tell him when we were going to work out so that he could be on hand to service us! “I always enjoy a good fuck in the morning.” said Sven, to which Simon added that he also liked it in the afternoon, leaving me to sum the matter up.

“I like it anytime,” I said, morning, noon or night. “As a poet said, and I apologise for my slight transmogrification of his sentiment: A time is not for fucking when the gorse is not in flower”. Now for those of you who are botanically challenged and do not know what gorse is, it’s a very prickly wild shrub, with bright yellow flowers, which are present 365 days a year. So there you have it; get in as much fucking in as you can whenever you can, for it is a sport which is never out of season; or put another way: it’s a toy which never fails to please.”

And that is the story of  how Simon, Sven and I got together, which was a truly happy occurrence, for Sven was to hand, or should I say to arse, on every occasion we worked out during our three week stay in SF. It was a truly exhilarating time for all three of us; Sven was exactly like Simon and me, in that he liked both to fuck and to be fucked; he took it and gave with equal vigour. Thus we passed a pleasant three weeks in SF, enjoying much more sex than we had ever foreseen when we left New York. Chris had a car and we toured around the bay area quite a bit, visiting all the sites, including the Giant Redwoods which grow in the Pacific West and a wine tasting trip to the Napa Valley, just north of San Francisco.

Chris had already told us that on the last Friday of each month, he held a Fuckfest at the gym, with a disco for dancing and that there were usually one or two special demonstrations put on to entertain his clients. These Friday nights were strictly free style fucking occasions and no holds were barred. But the gym rules about condoms were enforced at all times. Any form of sexual contact of a client with a staff member required the mandatory use of a condom on the part of the fucker. The next Fest, as he called it, was to be on the Friday evening before we left San Francisco for New York on the Sunday and he said that we should not miss it as there were two acts, as he put it, which were truly mind blowing. And so we had something special to look forward to to end our stay with Chris and Serge.

CHAPTER 5

Our very enjoyable stay in San Francisco was nearing its end, when on the final Friday evening we entered the gym around 9 o’clock. The place was already buzzing and there was quite a lot of sexual activity going on. Sven was on duty, saw us and came across to tell us that the two big events of the evening were a demonstration of long distance cum shooting by two two-man guest teams, one from a gym in LA and the other from an outfit in Seattle, both being mandatory naked gyms like Ringboy’s.

“I hear from Cedric” he said, “That it is going to be really something very original as Chris and his buddy, Serge, are going to perform something they call a Ten Butt Cross-Over Synchronised Fuckathon. I reckon this is the hottest ticket on the gay sex scene in town this month! Certainly word has already got round and anybody who was not a member of the gym was being turned away at the reception.”

As it was still early, we pulled Sven to one side and both Simon and I gave him a quick shafting before allowing him to sequentially fuck the pair of us. It was a last gesture to draw to an end what had been a marvellous week in the gym, thanks, not least, to Sven’s constant attention. Mind you, not that he too had not enjoyed it as much we had; we seemed like three guys just destined for each other.

Ten o’clock came and Cedric, totally resplendent with a hard cock and wearing a heavy gold band clipped to his regulation triple cock ring around the base of his shaft, mounted the stage and called for attention. He then explained to us what we were about to see.

“Tonight we at Ringboy’s Gym have the great pleasure to welcome two teams of two guys, both from sister gyms which insist, as do we here at Ringboy’s, in total nudity in training. The first team comes from the well-known Aldo’s Gym in Los Angeles and the second from the equally famous Dominic’s Gym in Seattle. For the past few years these two facilities have been concentrating on training their members for the yearly MuscleCock Alpha Contest. So far they have each sent no less than six contestants each to the Mr. Alpha competition for the past three years and to date, three of their members have been placed in the top three in their weight category.”

“As most of you already know, the Mr. Alpha contest is the most demanding trial of naked body building, cock development and cum shooting in the world. It is the most prestigious contest and truly sorts out the wheat from the chaff and celebrates those few in each weight category who can truly be called the gods of the universe and command the admiration of everyone. But there is more to naked bodybuilding and cock development than this annual competition, which by its very nature is for a selected few guys only, who have the time and money to devote to the intense preparation required.”

“Many guys simply cannot devote enough time to developing their cocks to the stage where they can shoot cum at will as they flex their muscles in what might be considered as a mind over matter approach, which is a mandatory requirement at all MuscleCock events. But many other body and cock builders, like those whom we have here at Ringboy’s, would like to be able to show off their prowess at a less demanding event.”

“And so, a new association of some 50 smaller independent gyms, throughout the States, has banded together to form a loose association under the name FNCBB, the Federation of Naked Cock and Body Builders, which is headquartered in Denver, Colorado, with a view to promoting a complementary series of disciplines to those currently offered by the MuscleCock organisation,  precisely to meet the needs of a large number of young studs who could never hope to reach the high standards required by the MuscleCock rules, but who would nevertheless like some public event to display their prowess.”

“The first Convention, currently in preparation, will be held in Denver in early December and will offer a whole raft of new disciplines to enable competitors to show off their assets and sexual capabilities. I am telling you all this, because this evening, we are about to be given demonstrations of two of the new disciplines which will be included in the first convention”

“The first is an exhibition of distance cum shooting by our two visiting teams from LA and Seattle and the second is a demonstration of the first ever cross-over Fuckathon, which will be performed by our in-house team of Chris and Serge, assisted by numerous NBAs who have kindly offered us their services this evening.”

“So without more ado, let’s get started and I ask you to give a warm welcome to the Ramirez brothers, Diego and Carlos from LA and the Adams brothers, Leo and Rex from Seattle. Oh, and I forgot to mention; not only do we have two teams of brothers, but we have two teams of identical twins. It should be great to watch for not only will each each team be trying to beat the other but within each team each twin will be trying to outgun his sibling! The rules of the game will become evident during the demo.”

The disco record started up and the four protagonists took to the stage. There was a sharp general intake of breath as they appeared, followed by a huge round of applause as we were suddenly presented with four incredible looking studs, each accompanied by an assistant.

All four studs were heavy weight and about 6ft 2in height and each of them had the most stunning cock imaginable. All of them had cocks which were already some 12 inches long when only partly hard as they came on stage. As we will see later, all of them sported a 15 inch rock hard, well proportioned cock when they were performing. Size apart, the two teams were quite unlike each other.

The Ramirez brothers were dark and wore diamond studs in both ears. But their most unique feature was the way they presented their cocks, which were of course the key element of their performance. Each stud had a heavy grade metal ring which was fitted around his cock and balls and seated tightly against his pelvis. From the centre bottom of this ring, two thin leather straps had been passed up one each size of the cock and these were then tied top centre of the ring. This arrangement raised the balls to the same level as the root of each guy’s cock, so that the cock itself now jutted out between two balls, which were firmly held well above their normal hanging position. In fact this ring had effectively acted as a ball separator.

This whole ensemble was then finished off with a heavy grade metal ring which was slipped over the shaft of the cock itself and was seated tight against the balls, being secured by a small clip to the top of the pelvis ring. I had never before seen such a cock presentation, but the effect was stunningly unique. It really put these guys’ cocks at the centre of the action. The audience was wildly enthusiastic about what they saw.

In distinct contrast, the Adams brothers were fair, but with beautifully bronzed bodies. Their crown jewels were just as impressive as those of the Ramirez. They both had pierced nipples and wore the same type of triple cock ring as Simon and I, but nothing more. And frankly, they did not need any more adornment as they both had magnificent fuck poles, shaping up give a 14-15 inch erection; what more could they wish for?

So how was the competition arranged? Well a series of parallel lines had been drawn on the floor of the stage at 12 inch intervals giving a total estimated length of 12 feet (rather optimistic I thought – but who can tell?) The two teams were to make six cum shots each attempting to achieve maximum distance with their cream. Each team was to shoot separately and shots were to alternate between the two teams. The distance achieved by each shot was measured and recorded and the winning team was the one with the greatest total score.

But there was a twist in it, for the guy who achieved the longest individual shot, regardless of whether he was in the winning team or not was awarded a special privilege; he was to be allowed to shaft the three other guys, his twin brother and the two guys of the opposing team, for the entertainment of the audience. So there in a nutshell were the rules of the game, which now began.

All four guys looked absolutely superb as they took to the stage with their bodies gleaming with posing oil and their cocks at half mast, so to speak. After acknowledging the applause of the audience, an assistant knelt before each guy and started very gently to suck his cock into a full hard position. Once fully erect the four cocks were each some 15 inches long and the assistants carefully lubricated each guy’s cock to enable it to be massaged by its owner more easily and then withdrew to the side whilst the two teams prepared to shoot cum.

The two teams tossed for who should go first and the Ramirez brothers won the toss and prepared themselves to shoot. Now the surprising thing about these guys was that they evidently could not simply shoot cum in the way the MuscleCock Mr. Alpha contenders do. In fact, they had to jerk their dicks manually to achieve an ejaculation.

This was really very revealing, for although all four guys looked as good as any contender for the Mr Alpha contest, they evidently had not had sufficient cock training to be able to shoot at will without manual aid, which illustrated just how much cock preparation has to be done before going into the Mr Alpha contest, where on stage cum shooting has to be coordinated with a number of set poses and no manual touching of the cock is allowed. The athletes have had sufficient training so as to allow them to shoot their cum in perfect coordination with their poses. Their performance really has to be considered as a Tour de Force.

Anyway, this was not a Mr Alpha occasion and the two guys jerked themselves to ejaculation and were able to project their loads nearly 8 feet. Then the Adams brothers had their first shot and achieved much the same score. And so the contest went on for six shots per team in total. At the end of the day, it was the Ramirez brothers who had the largest score and were declared winners, but it was Leo Adams who achieved the longest individual shot: nearly 9 foot. What was remarkable was that all four studs managed to maintain a full erection throughout the entire contest and not one of them failed to shoot on each of the six occasions required.

After a huge round of applause from the audience, the assistants brought on three chairs over the back of which the the two Ramirez brothers and Rex Adams bent, spreading their legs to give Leo access to their anuses. One of the assistants pumped lube into each fuck-hole and another handed Leo a condom, which he rolled onto his still rock-hard tool.

Then with no more ado, he began his triumphal fuck of the three guys. I have to say, I winced as he thrust his 15 inch shaft into his brother’s arse (presumably not the first time he had done so) and reflected on whether I would want such a huge fuck pole sticking into my own hole. There were no half measures; the whole 15 inch dick disappeared up Rex’s arse. Leo gave him a few gentle strokes in time to the disco beat, gradually increasing his force until he was pumping his brother as hard as he could. Both he and Rex climaxed together and Rex let forth yet another huge stream of creamy cum.

The audience loved it. Still rock hard, Leo withdrew his dick, pulled on a new condom and attacked Diego’s fuck hole with the same effect and then went on to do the same for Carlos. The audience went wild, for Leo had just made a series of 9 cum shots without ever losing control of his cock – it never wavered but remained solid and ready for use throughout the entire performance. Just looking at the four guys, all of whom looked absolutely terrific, I did ask myself a question as to where they parked their formidable canons when they were dressed; One could almost see pants with a third leg being needed!

CHAPTER 6

There was now a half hour pause before the next formal event and the audience danced and fucked around as usual. As Chris had said, the Friday evening parties were for free style sex and everyone simply did his own thing.

Cedric took to the stage again to introduce the next event, the Synchronised Sequential Fukathon, but took the opportunity to remind the clients of the philosophy governing the Ringboy’s gym. He reminded them that the management promoted safe sex above all, which was why every new applicant for membership had to produce an HIV negative certificate before he would be admitted to gym membership. As part of the safe sex philosophy, the management also offered free condoms at all times to all members and condom use was mandatory for any sexual contact between clients and staff members. Staff members were obliged to use condoms at all times and clients too were obliged to use a condom if they were fucking a staff member.

The management hoped also that all clients would use condoms at all times, even in their sexual liaisons with other clients, which were quite often. Cedric then went on to say that he management held the view that sex should be fun and comfortable, which was why free anal lubricants were provided to all clients and staff. Also on the question of comfort, Cedric, reminded the clients that tables and benches provided to facilitate anal penetration were also designed to provide maximum comfort for both the fucker and the fuckee. These were the things which set Ringboy’s apart from other gyms.

Now to the Fukathon. Cedric told the audience that this activity had only ever been carried out once, a few years ago at Big Mac’s Gym in New York, when Chris and two of his pals had sequentially fucked six arseholes each.

Today was going to be a bigger and much more sophisticated version of that earlier event, in that Chris and his partner Serge were proposing to fuck nonstop no less than ten butts. But, over and above the act of fucking, the two protagonists would endeavour to climax simultaneously each time and the move onto the next NBA together.  The whole demonstration was to be a synchronised piece of sequential fucking.

The fuckees in this event were all NBAs from Ringboy’s, and there had been such a demand on the part of the staff to participate, that a draw had been held to choose the ten young studs who would have the pleasure of offering their arseholes for pounding. The event was very similar in its physical demands on the two fuckers to the Mr Alpha competition and both Chris and Serge would need an NBA to release their tension the end of the session.

Lots had been drawn for the honour of releasing the two performers and the popular young stud, Sven, would release Chris whilst Serge would use a young, relative newcomer, Liam, who had prove to be very capable in his job and was quite a hit with the clients.

“My goodness,” I thought, it was only three week ago that this young stud was taking his first pounding from Cedric and here he is now, acting as release for Serge. How quickly things develop! But then I reflected on how quickly Chris himself had developed his sexual prowess after his initiation by Simon and me in Palm Beach. One week after losing his virginity to Simon and me, he was fucking like a veteran. And why not, as fucking is a completely natural act and if a guy likes it, he really needs very little training to become a real professional.”

Cedric went on to say that notwithstanding the mandatory use of condoms, as all participants in the Fuckathon were certified HIV negative, the mandatory condom rule would be relaxed just for this event, so Chris and Serge would fuck bare-back, so that each NBA would have direct contact with them and would receive a shot of cream up his arse, always and agreeable experience. And with that the Fuckathon could begin.

A round of applause welcomed the ten NBAs whose fuck-holes were the targets of the operation. They all knelt down on the padded low bench and bent over the upper bench, spreading their legs to expose their anuses ready for prepping. They were followed by a group of NBAs who were to assist them in the preparation.

Each supplicant received a thorough lubrication of his anus and rectum and then the assistant applied a dildo to each guy’s sphincter to ready it to accept the cock. The audience was treated to an amazing sight of ten beautiful arses lined up, waiting to be fucked. It was all that some clients could do to restrain themselves, as the whole spectacle was just so totally inviting that I guess all of us would have liked to have reamed any one of the proffered holes.

Once these preparations were complete, Chris and Serge came onto the stage, looking superb as ever, beautifully oiled and with their cocks almost fully hard from off-stage prep. Their prep assistants immediately knelt before them and gave their knobs a good sucking to help them achieve full erection. Chris and Serge were really super well-equipped, for as they prepared to begin their marathon fuck session, their cocks were about ten inches long. Their assistants quickly lubed up these superb fuck-sticks, the disco started and Chris and Serge each approached their first targets.

Now, the way the cross over Fukathon worked was that each of the two protagonists started by shafting the arse of the guys at each end of the ten-man line up. Chris and Serge faced the audience and, to the accompaniment of wild applause, allowed them to view their magnificent erections, enhanced by their gleaming gold Prince Albert rings. They then turned to give their attention to their first supplicant. Chris stood at one and of the line and Serge at the other, each firmly holding his rock-hard cock in his right hand. They glanced at each other and smiled and on a slight nod from Chris, each guy advanced to his is first anal target, and pushed his knob directly against the supplicant’s sphincter, where both guys remained motionless for a moment. Then at a nod from Chris the two guys forced their cocks into the fuckees’ arseholes in one smooth and firm movement, sinking the full length of their fuck sticks into each anus.

Then slowly, in time to the disco music both Chris and Serge than began gently to pound each arsehole, getting ever more vigorous but keeping strict time with each other, until after two minutes or so, both guys climaxed and shot their wads simultaneously into the fuckees’ holes; it was a masterpiece of synchronised fucking, something no one had ever seen or even imagined before. I have to say that I myself was full of admiration at the professionalism of these two guys; my goodness, were they good! And, I have to add that I was somewhat surprised by the fact that each guy had a double Prince Albert ring through his knob did not in any way impair their ability to fuck their target arseholes bareback with amazing vigour.

Both guys now withdrew their cocks from the first of their targets and moved to their second supplicant. Their NBA assistants quickly wiped off the excess cum from their cocks and Chris and Serge than repeated the performance. And so it went on until each guy had fucked five arseholes. At which stage Chris and Serge were side by side in the middle of the line-up. They then moved from the central position to the opposite end of the line-up, crossing over as it were, and repeated the five man fuck. All this was done with both guys maintaining a full hard on the entire time and shooting a wad of cum into each arsehole in strict synchronisation with each other. Thus each of the supplicant NBAs had his butt fucked twice during the exhibition, once by Chris and once by Serge and got a dose of each guy’s cream up his arse.

At the end of the performance, they had both succeeded in maintaining a rock hard cock for the whole time and had miraculously managed to climax and shoot cum into their targets no less than ten times. The audience went wild with appreciation of the amazing physical feat of arse fucking they had just witnessed.

But it was not yet completely over, as Sven and Liam the two release NBAs made ready to perform their release function, to help Chris and Serge to relax and relieve the enormous tension they had built up during their marathon fucking session. Chris grabbed Sven and pushed him flat on his back on one of the tables, pulled his legs over his shoulders and thrust his still hard cock into Sven’s fuck hole, which he then pumped as if there was to be no tomorrow.

He finally climaxed for an eleventh time and, withdrawing his cock from Sven’s arse sprayed Sven’s chest and face with a huge amount of creamy cum. It was hard to believe that this was the eleventh orgasm with a cock that still remained rock hard and which could still produce a massive dose of sperm.

Serge forced Liam over the kneeling bench and entered him from the rear and again managed a huge cumshot. Both Chris and Serge, then stood up in front of the audience and made one final unbelievable gesture, as they jerked off their still hard fuck tools and produced yet another spray of cum. What an unbelievable performance we had just witnessed! To me the performance we had been privileged to witness was every bit as demanding as the stage performances of contestants at the Mr. Alpha contests.

In terms of stamina and number of climaxes, Chris and Serge had done at least as well as most Mr. Alpha contenders, the only difference being that these two studs had had to jerk their cocks tools to reach an orgasm. And therein lies the very important difference between the amateur naked cock and body builder and his professional counterpart. The professional guy can shoot cum without touching his tool, whereas the amateur produces his lot by the technique of masturbation or in-hole fucking; he is not sufficiently heavily trained as to be able to make himself cum by brain power alone.

As we have said before, it needs years of practice and dedicated training to be able to take to the stage at a Mr. Alpha contest, and to be able to maintain a fully erect cock and to shoot cum by sheer will of mind over the body. But the creation of the new Federation of Naked Cock and Body Builders and their proposed events, of which we had seen two this evening, will allow many young studs who would never qualify for a Mr. Alpha MuscleCock event to compete at a different level and with different rules, opening up a whole new segment of the naked cock and bodybuilding scene.

Simon and I left SF for New York early on Sunday morning. We had had a totally unexpected bonus in terms of the sex we had experienced in San Francisco, thanks to our reunion with our old and only pupil, Christopher Newman, who had gone on to become one of the most accomplished and imaginative young fuckers ever. Chris had really become a beacon of light for young body and cock builders in the Bay Area and was an inspiration to many young guys both gay and straight who patronised his Ringboy’s Gym in search of physical development and sexual fulfilment.

On the flight home, I noticed that Simon was reading a Men’s Magazine and was looking at a page advertising cock jewellery.

“You know” he said, “Chris and Serge had no problem at all fucking the NBAs at the Fuckathon and they both have two heavy PA rings through their cocks.

“No, no, no Simon” I said, “We are not going there!” But in my heart of hearts I knew that I was probably fighting a losing battle.

And here ends this story of Simon and Sebastian.

THE END

This ends the adventures of Simon and Sebastian. However, Chris, Serge, Sven and Liam and Ringboys Gym in San Francisco, all feature in another series of stories as follows:

Chris’s Unexpected Birthday Present

First Time Fears Overcome

Gay Sex for Gregory

Sex Agogo for Gregory