Summertime Sweat

I called up my friend Pedro and made an appointment for Saturday morning.  I texted Louis the time and said I would meet him there.   Once again, I stood outside the building waiting for Louis to show up.   He finally did and we had just fifteen minutes until the appointment.   We went inside and heard a yell come from the side “Be there in a minute.”  

I shouted back “Here for the 11am appointment, Pedro.   No hurry.”

“Hey Ryan, come on over here” Pedro yelled back. Louis followed me past the counter and then a cubicle divider. Reclined on the table was the most stunning guy I had seen in a long time. He was a mid-20s Polynesian guy with a perfect six pack poking out from under his pulled up tank top. I could see several large tribal tattoos that covered his chest and arms and a few more on his muscular legs. The guy was naked from above his waist down to his toes. His upper body was built with strong muscles from his forearms to his shoulders and that vee down to his waist. He wasn’t like a lot of the built guys at the gym that can barely move due to the muscle mass, just nicely muscled guy that made my mouth water. Pedro had the guy’s cock in one hand and a marker in the other. The guy’s face had a look of surprise when I came around the partition and even more so when Louis followed me. He must have been pretty confident since he was laying there in all his glory and didn’t really flinch much.

“Mike is having second thoughts about getting a PA. He’s been talking about it for six months and now that he’s laying here he’s not sure. Can you tell him how you like yours?” Pedro said.

“Sure” I said, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down a bit. I slid my cock out of the side of the jockstrap and held it out for him to see. “This is what it looks like when you stretch it out to 0 gauge. It’s one of the best mods I’ve done. I love how it feels during sex and I’ve been told it feels amazing inside them. It freaks some people out at first, but usually their curiosity wins out. Uh… lets see. The worst part is not having sex for a few weeks after it gets done” I said before Pedro interrupted and said firmly “At least a month.” I continued “you can stroke it after a few days if you’re careful…”

“Two weeks” Pedro countered.

I laughed “Yes, doctor… As I said in a few days you can stroke it gently. Just follow the instructions on aftercare and let it heal. You'll know when it’s ready for action. Oh, don’t get one of those stupid captive bead rings that you need a tool to take off. Get something like this circular barbell that you can take one of the balls off and slide the piercing out. Uh… Don’t worry it doesn’t set off the detectors at the airport. Make sure you tell new partners to be careful during blowjobs to not let it hit their teeth since it will chip them especially when you have bigger rings in. I think that’s it. Do it, you won’t regret it” I said as I started to tuck it back in.

“Can I see it closer?” Mike asked. I stepped closer and he reached out, taking my cock in his hand and examining it closely. I loved the feeling of my dick in this stud’s hand and I quickly realized he was no stranger to other men’s cocks. “How long until I can get a thicker one in?” Mike asked Pedro.

“Wait six months before you even think about stretching it. But after that just get used to one before going to the next gauge” I replied before Pedro could say a thing. I tucked my cock back into the pouch and buttoned up my jeans before my cock got even harder.

“Sweet. Let’s get er done” Mike said in a bad southern accent before chuckling.

“Hey Louis, do you want to watch? You were thinking about getting a PA next. You can see what you’re in for” I said.

“Uh… OK” Louis replied, the uncertainty very evident in his voice. I looked at Mike and asked “Do you mind?”

Pedro muttered “Never mind me” before rolling his eyes.

“I guess it’s ok. You’ve already seen me laying here naked” Mike replied.

“Not quite, you should probably take that shirt off in case blood starts spurting everywhere” I said, laughing. Pedro just shook his head, but Mike pulled the tank top off, revealing the rest of his chest. I licked my lips and Louis did the same. Pedro set everything up and BAM! it was done. Louis looked a little pale as he watched the needle go in, followed by the ring, but was amazed at how quick it went.

“What are you in for?” Mike asked as Pedro cleaned up and Mike tucked his wrapped cock into his baggy shorts.

“Not me, him. Louis is getting his nips done” I replied.

“Cool. Mind if I watch? I don’t remember much about when I got mine done” Mike asked.

“Sure, we got to see you get poked” Louis replied with a grin. Once Pedro was ready, Louis went to lay down on the chair.

“I think you should be as naked as Mike was. It’s only fair” I said with a devilish grin.

“OK” was all Louis said as Pedro continued to shake his head. I knew Pedro wouldn’t mind seeing Louis naked, since I knew his preference for otters and cubs. I started talking with Mike while Louis shed his clothes and climbed on the chair. Pedro had the chair in a reclined position which gave us a good view. I looked and Louis was getting hard laying there as Pedro laid out his tools and the new barbell piercings that would soon adorn Louis’ nipples. I saw Pedro brush his arm across Louis’ stiff cock. I wasn’t sure if it was to distract Louis or just for Pedro’s own enjoyment.

Mike and I continued talking, flirting actually, as the clamp went on Louis’ right nipple and we were sharing numbers. I saw Pedro walk around to the other side of Louis and inspect the positioning of the clamp. Mike said that he was feeling a little light headed and I grabbed a stool for him to sit on.

“FUCK!!!!” Louis screamed out as the needle poked through his nipple. Mike and I had both missed it while he sat back on the stool. Pedro looked back at me with a smile before sliding the piercing behind the needle and putting the ball end on. Sweat dripped down Louis’ face while Mike and I stopped talking and then watched Pedro prep the left side.

“FUCK!!!!” Louis yelled out again, this time through clenched teeth. Pedro finished up with Louis, giving him all the tips for aftercare and such and I escorted the two studs to the door. Mike grabbed a cab and Louis made his way to the train leaving me rather horny and alone. I walked over to a bar in the neighborhood and grabbed a pint. There seemed to be a decent crowd for an early Saturday afternoon. The customers seemed to be all bunched together and the few passes I made failed miserably. I finished my beer and headed home to watch some porn.

I checked in on Louis a few times over the next few days. Tuesday night I got home and was sitting on the couch rolling a few joints when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Mike - “how the fuk do u stroke w/o hurting?” I laughed and replied “gentle. don’t try n get off in 15 seconds.” A few texts back and forth (each one more erotic than the last) and I was on my way over to his place. Mike greeted me at the door in just a pair of flannel boxers along with a big grin. We sat on the couch and Mike slid his boxers off.
“How do you normally stroke?” I asked him. He looked embarrassed for a moment before realizing that was silly since that’s why I was here. He grabbed a fistful of cock and stroked about two seconds and then yelled out “Ow!” I chuckled and told him “I told you - gentle. It looks like you’re trying to yank it out of your body. Try just using two or three fingers and short strokes.” Mike tried it and gave me a funny look like it was doing nothing for him.

“Try varying the pressure and the number of fingers until you find what feels good. You’re gonna have to train your dick to something different than the fist it’s used to” I said. I reached over and circled his cock with my thumb and forefinger and stroked gently. Switching to my thumb and middle finger, I could almost get all the way around. While he stayed hard, it didn’t seem to be getting him closer to an orgasm. I added a second finger with my thumb and then a third and that seemed to be the sweet spot. Once I added a little twist to the stroke, he really seemed to be enjoying it. I kept going, enjoying the feeling of this stud's cock in my hand as I jacked him. His eyes were closed and I wondered what he was imagining while I stroked him.

“Oh fuck!” Mike yelled out and I felt his cock start to thicken. He reached out his hand and cupped it just in time to catch the first rope of cum that shot out. It was thick and white and shot out with some force. Two more shots fired out of his cock as my strokes slowed down. I stopped stroking and the next three spurts of cum were not as hard and then the last pulses of his cock just dribbled out. It was hard not to lean down and suck all of the cream off his cock but until the piercing had healed the last thing he needed was my spit all over it.

Mike’s chest stopped heaving and he looked over at me with a huge smile. “Thanks, man. I needed that” Mike said to me. “No problem. I guess now you know what works with that fuckin hot cock of yours” I replied. I looked directly into his eyes and said "So, ya mind helping me out too?"

He looked back at me suspiciously and said "What do you have in mind?"
I gave another grin and said "You should probably learn how to suck a pierced cock so you can give pointers to the guys when they suck you."

Mike chuckled and replied "I've sucked my share of pierced dicks. I think I can talk the guys through it to avoid the teeth banging and gagging."

I was disappointed, but I had another idea. "Well, then, I guess you're just gonna have to give up your ass, cuz I'm not leaving here blueballed" I said confidently.

"You think so, huh?" Mike replied, smirking.

"Mmhmm. you cant fuck until your dick is healed so you either suck me or let me fuck you. Your choice" I said back to him. I really wanted the fuck, but either would be fine with me. He shook his head but a grin grew across his face. He stood up slowly, kicked off his boxers and then kneeled on the sofa with his head over the back.
I wasn't going to give him a chance to change his mind and stood up and dropped my jeans. Going commando was a smart move and my cock had soon grown to full length. I kneeled down and pulled his muscled ass cheeks apart. There wasn't much hair on his ass or legs and I wasted no time in burying my face between the muscled globes.

"Ahh, fuck. That beard feels so fucking good on my ass..." he said and then a few moments later added "Oh shit, your tongue is even better" as I began to eat his hole out. He reached back and spread his butt cheeks wider and I rewarded him by slipping my tongue inside. The taste was incredible and I kept breathing deep to experience his scent. My cock was as rigid as it had ever been and started to leak on to the rug. I was conflicted, I loved rimming his ass but I badly wanted to fuck him. The compromise was to tongue fuck him for a few more minutes before I gave my dick a chance. When he squeezed his ring around my tongue, I knew it was time.

I stood up and my cock was pointing straight out, the head covered in a sheen of precum. I played with his hole for a few seconds, dragging my piercing over his hole several times before pushing it in. Mike let out a low quiet growl as the PA and then the head made their way just inside the outer ring. I pulled off my sleeveless tee and leaned forward, resting my hairy chest on his back. Mike arched his back and my hips began to rock, pushing the steel and flesh deeper inside. He wasn't really tight, but was working his ass muscles to let me in while also keeping a firm grip on my shaft.

As much as his appearance and demeanor oozed "100% top", the experience I was getting from his ass told a different story. Mike was a talented bottom. I held his hands on the back of the couch while I pumped in faster. He leaned his head back on my shoulder and let out several moans while my hips bounced off his muscled ass cheeks. I drilled him like this for several minutes before I was fighting off the impending orgasm. My cock slid out of him and I tugged on his hips, whispering "on your knees down on the floor" in his ear.

Mike slid off the couch and backed up, bracing his hands on either side of his body on the sofa's bottom cushions. The break was just long enough to keep my dick hard and let my balls relax. My hands spread his butt apart again and while kneeling on one knee I slid right back in. This time I was more forceful and Mike seemed to be into it. "Oh god that feels so good. That's why I wanted to get a PA" Mike moaned out. Only a few minutes into this position and he was working his ass back into each of my thrusts. The slap of skin filled the room and the mixture of precum and spit inside his hole were giving off their usual sounds.

I was getting close again, but didn't want to cum quite yet. Slowing down the pace, I then thrust in hard and left myself planted for a moment. My cock slowly withdrew until the head and piercing popped free and I snarled "On your back." Mike crawled back on the couch and laid back, his ass hanging off the edge and still gaping a little. He grabbed his legs and pulled them back, showing a lot more agility than I expected from his muscled body.

Grinning back at him, I guided my slick cock back to his exposed hole. My cock toyed with his hole while I wrapped my fist around his very hard shaft. I saw a mixture of emotions in his eyes while I stood there. There was desire in his eyes, which I assumed was him needing my cock back inside him. There was pain, probably from his new piercing in his engorged cock. And there was pleasure from the fuck so far. In one swift motion, I planted my cock back inside his warm chute and flexed my hand around his cock.

Mike's eyes got big, just like the smile on his face. I kept flexing my hand as my cock pumped in and out. Before too long his breathing started to get labored and then I felt him start to clamp down on my cock. My grunts got louder and turned into a growl while I stared deep into his eyes. With a few more squeezes with my hand, I aimed his cock back just in time to watch the first rope shoot out and land on his face. The next few seconds were a blur as his ass milked my own load out. Three days worth of built up cum shot like a cannon out of my cock, painting the walls of his guts with my thick cream.

Focusing again on the stud that I was balls deep in, all I saw in his face was pleasure along with cum dripping off his chin. We each fired off a few last jets of cum, Mike's landing on his chest and mine adding to the pool inside him. As my breathing returned to normal, I leaned in and licked the cum off his chin before feeding it to him. He sucked my tongue into his mouth, leaving my tongue coated in his spit not his cum. My cock started to soften and I pulled it out, watching some cum dribble down his ass. I ran my finger up the center of his chest, scooping up some more of his jizz before sucking it off my finger.

Grabbing my jeans, I pulled them on and then put my shirt on. I kept staring back at him and his eyes were fixed on me too. With my boots laced, I said "I hope that cock is as talented as your ass."
He grinned back at me and replied "I think so, but it needs time to heal and shit like this didn't help. It's sore as fuck right now."

I chuckled and said "Well, next time I'll just tie your hands behind your back and fuck you doggy. That should make it easier on your dick." Walking to the door I turned and gave him a wink before walking out and going back to home. When I got there I looked at my phone and I had a message from Mike. "Thursday?"