Trial Of Strength (Book 13)
by Rob Williams
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"BLOND JOCK POUNDED BY MERCILESS ARAB SOLDIER"
<><> Hassan & His Boy Eddie <><>
“Hey you guys. Lunch is ready.”
The Marine Hassan and his boy Eddie heard Tommy’s shout coming from the main house up the dirt path from the small guesthouse where they were lying together after great sex.
They had just begun their mini-vacation at Doc Steve’s house. Eddie, as always, had craved Hassan’s cock, but the solider had made him work for it. He had tied the naked boy to a pole where he was forced to watch the soldier lying bare chested on a chaise, jerking off. Only at the last minute had Eddie broken free, clamped his mouth over the soldier’s cock and drunk every last drop of his juice.
As they lay together and Tommy’s shout rang out, Hassan said, “We don’t have to go up there if you don’t want, kiddo. As Steve said, it’s our vacation and we can spend all our time alone if we want to.”
“Tied to a pole, sir?” Eddie grinned impishly.
“If that’s the way you want it, kid – just watching a Marine jerk off all day.”
Eddie frowned. “I kinda wanted to tell the guys all about what we just did. And I’d like to watch Tommy and chef Danny being all love-dovey again after almost breaking up.”
“Hmm ...” Hassan stroked his square jaw in thought.
“Plus, I’m hungry, sir.
“Good enough for me – that’s the best reason I’ve heard yet.”
And so, a short while later, freshly showered and wearing shorts and T-shirts. the Marine and his boy joined Steve sitting at the table under the awning by the pool. Glad you could make it, guys,” Steve smiled. “You probably had other things to do.”
“We already did them, sir,” Eddie grinned cheekily, just as Danny and Tommy came out with more plates. “Hey, guys, let me help you bring stuff out.” Eddie jumped up and as they left the table he was saying, “Guys, you...will...not...believe ...”
“Priceless,” Steve chuckled.
“Love him to death,” Hassan said. “He couldn’t wait to give Tommy and Danny all the lurid details. But I gotta say, Steve, he is one sexy young guy, and a whole lot of fun.”
“And his reputation precedes him as the best blowjob expert in the West – a skill he perfected on his knees in the back room of Uncle Mike’s Palm Springs leather bar, or so the rumor goes. He’s come a long way from barback to a highly praised young cameraman on Grady’s major surfing movies.”
“I am so damn proud of him, Steve. He might sometimes seem like a bubblehead when he talks nineteen to the dozen, but he’s a smart cookie, and the movie studio apparently loves him.”
Hassan grinned. “I remember the time when he and I had a big fight and he ran away. He drove to Palm Springs and asked Uncle Mike for his barback job back. Mike called me and alerted me that Eddie was planning to go into the back room and get on his knees.
“So I sped out there, just in time to see a line forming of guys waiting their turn. I barged in and yelled at them to back away from my boy. I yanked him up off his knees, slung him over my shoulder in a fireman’s lift, tossed him in my jeep and drove home.”
Steve laughed. “Yeah, and the way I heard the story, as you carried him out of the back room hanging over your back, Eddie raised his head, grinned cheekily at the crowd and gave them two thumbs up. You gotta love him.”
“Mad about him, Steve. So, tell me about Tommy and Danny. You think they have really patched things up?”
“Seems like it, Hassan. Danny came here for a therapy consultation with me. But I soon realized we couldn’t talk our way to a resolution, so I invited him to stay for dinner and overnight. Even when it seemed like hell had frozen over and they were not talking, I could still tell that deep down the two guys loved each other. So I just let nature Mother Nature take over, and she did. Never underestimate the healing powers of that old lady.”
When the three boys emerged Eddie was still talking, but seemed to be winding down. “You guys prob’ly think I’m exaggerating, but I kid you not – it’s true, every word.”
Hassan said, “And can we assume that is the last word on the subject, Eddie, or do I have to tie you up again, gag you and make you watch us eat?”
“I’d rather watch you jack off, sir.”
Hassan grabbed Eddie’s arm and pulled him down beside him. “Not another word for five minutes, boy. That clear?”
Eddie nodded, wide eyed and innocent, ran his fingertips over pursed lips and turned the key at the corner of his mouth.”
<><> Therapist, Doc Steve, Analyses <><>
As lunch began, Steve, ever the analyst, carefully watched the interactions of the men round the table. Eddie’s five-minute vow of silence lasted closer to five seconds, but at least he was more subdued and didn’t dominate the conversation. Hassan, as always, didn’t talk much, content to sit close to his boy and hear the latest tribe gossip.
As for Danny and Tommy, there seemed to be no lessening of their mutual affection. If anything, they were more emboldened than ever to display their passion in public. However, doc Steve was aware of the potential for sexual mischief in this group – as there always was in this tribe of oversexed men and boys.
Even as Tommy and Danny huddled warmly together, Steve noticed Tommy’s occasional glances in the direction of the muscled Marine. It was well-known to everyone that Tommy loved to get butt-fucked by the ultimate alpha male Randy every time Randy visited. And the macho Marine captain was just as sexually dominant as Randy.
Hassan, inscrutable as ever, never gave any sign of lust for Tommy, but Steve thought he would have to be made of stone not to get roused at the sight of that perfect bubble-butt. And Hassan was certainly not made of stone ... he was all muscle and sinew, with the same sexual lusts as any red-blooded male. Tommy was a flirt and loved to flaunt his ass before a stud like Hassan, and Steve doubted Hassan could look at those flawless globes without getting hard.
As the buzz of conversation continued, Steve continued to mull over these issues. His thoughts drifted next to how Tommy’s carnal desires for the solider, if they surfaced, would affect his recently intensified relationship with Danny.
Steve doubted that their renewed passion required monogamy – it never had before. Danny sowed his wild oats at the Grady House, as Tommy did here, and they both knew it. Danny took it in stride when Tommy offered his ass to Randy ... it just went with the territory.
Steve shook his head and persuaded himself to leave psychology behind and return to the real world. His lover Lloyd always joked that the doc could never take off his shrink’s hat and leave the office behind.
And on the subject of Lloyd .... Steve’s handsome architect lover often obsessed over hot muscular men. A gym jock himself, he freely admitted that he followed them around at the gym. So the rugged Marine with his swarthy Arab/Asian features and a ‘body that wouldn’t quit’, as Lloyd would say, was like a flame to a moth and Lloyd fluttered close. Steve only hoped that nobody got burned.
Still, Steve had an abiding faith in the ability of young men to deal with emotional complications, especially if they loved each other, which Tommy and Danny clearly did.
<><> Tommy Shows Off To Hassan <><>
“Hey, doc, penny for your thoughts.” Hassan’s deep voice jerked Steve back to reality and Tommy said, “They’d cost a lot more than a penny, captain. It would take him so long to explain, we’d be here till dinner. And it’s so hot out here that I, for one, want to go for a swim.”
“Nothing’s stopping you, buddy,” Steve smiled. “I know you want to show off that sleek athletic physique. So don’t let us stop you.”
Tommy kissed Danny. “Wanna come with me, dude?”
“Danny laughed. “Nah, I’ll leave the limelight to you, buddy. I’ll just sit here and drool like everyone else.”
“Anyone else?” Tommy asked.
Steve grinned, “That would defeat the purpose, Tommy, of you having an audience to watch the show.”
“Suit yourselves.” Tommy kissed Danny again – a full open-mouthed kiss – and exchanged knowing smiles that Steve took to mean everything was OK. When Tommy got up and walked to the pool, Hassan showed no reaction. But his boy Eddie picked up his camera.
Tommy was wearing his usual blue spandex gymnast shorts that stretched from his slim waist, over his perfect ass and down his thighs to just above his knees. He also wore a white T-shirt that clung to his torso.
He stood by the pool, stretched and bent forward, his ass on full display. He paid no attention to the onlookers. They, however, were riveted by the erotic sight, and Eddie was already circling unobtrusively with his camera.
When he finished his pre-swim stretch Tommy stood facing the pool and tugged his shirt off over his head. His muscular back tapered down from broad shoulders to his long sexy waist, and ended at the flawless mounds of his ass straining under the stretch spandex. The four men watching all sported boners, even Eddie looking through his camera’s viewfinder.
Then they were treated to the first-act finale as Tommy slowly peeled down his shorts, over his bubble butt and down his legs. It was a classic homoerotic sight – the handsome blond gymnast, standing buck naked at the water’s edge, muscles flexing in the midday sun. He raised his arms, paused dramatically, then executed a perfect swan dive into the water with barely a ripple.
When he surfaced he began swimming a series of lengths of the pool with powerful strokes. He skimmed easily through the water, with only his upper back and the white ass visible above the surface. Water streamed over his sleek athletic body, such an erotic sight that the men watching stroked the bulges in their shorts.
After a dozen or so lengths, Tommy swam to the side and hauled himself out of the pool, water streaming down his flexed muscles. He stood up, shook his head and water sprayed from his long blond hair. Eddie zoomed in for a closeup as the men at the table applauded the show.
For the first time Tommy turned to face them, with a dazzling jubilant smile. He picked up a towel, wiped his body and his hair, and shook his damp hair out again. He spread the towel on the wooden deck, fell forward on it, and his stretched, naked body lay still, soaking up the sun.
Eddie’s final shot was a closeup of his butt before he turned off the camera. In the sudden silence there was a mild sense of anti-climax in the men at the table. Danny grinned at Hassan. “Sir, you do know all that was for you, don’t you?”
“And I would do something about it, Danny if Tommy were not with you, his lover, and I were not with mine, Eddie.”
“Oh, sir,” Eddie chimed in, “don’t hold back on my account. Second only to sucking your dick and getting buttfucked by you ...” he frowned ... “oh I guess that makes it third ... OK, third only to those things, I love watching you, especially watching you fuck, and getting it all on film. I have quite a library of you that I use for jerking off when I’m missing you.”
“I don’t mind either, sir,” Danny grinned. “Sure, Tommy and me are lovers – never really stopped actually – but that don’t mean I get upset when he offers his ass to someone like Randy. And right now that gorgeous butt is obviously on offer to you, sir.”
Steve laughed, “Sounds like a challenge in there somewhere, soldier. What’s the old saying ... a Marine always gets his man?”
“Fuck you all,” Hassan growled, but shot Steve a quick secret smile before saying, “OK, so if no one objects, least of all the naked gymnast ...”
Hassan got to his feet and ambled over to where Tommy was lying face down by the pool. He stared down at the naked back slanting down to the bubble butt that rose up at his tan line, a striking white contrast to his golden tan.
“Shit damn,” he grunted and knelt down, between Tommy’s legs. He raised his hand and slapped it across the jock’s ass.”
“Aaagh!” Tommy howled, jerking his head round to look back over his shoulder.
“Quiet!” Hassan barked. “Now listen, punk. No one seduces a Marine – he just takes what he wants, and right now he wants that ass. You flash it around like that, you’re begging to get it punished.”
“Sir, I was just going for a swim ...”
Hassan slapped him again, his hand slamming one cheek, the backhand slapping the other. The mounds bounced under the blows and red handprints appeared on the white flesh as Tommy howled.
“Don’t give me that bullshit, dude, you know damn well what you were doing. You’re a fucking cock-tease. You speak when I say you can.”
Hassan pressed his palms on the ass cheeks pulled them apart and buried his face between them. He licked the blond hair round the hole then pushed his tongue inside.
When he’d had his fill of the jock’s ass, he stood up and pressed one foot on his butt cheek ... harder and harder until Tommy gasped, “Please, sir ... my ass ...”
“Just so you know, dude, you don’t taunt a soldier like you did and get away with it.” Then, with both bare feet, Hassan stood on the ass that flexed hard to withstand the pressure.
“Please, sir, I can’t take it. I’ll do anything, sir ... please ...”
The tortured athlete sighed with relief as the soldier dismounted, hooked his foot under him and flipped him over on his back. Tommy gazed up at the swarthy Marine, wearing cargo shorts and a sleeveless khaki T-shirt stretched over his chest.
“So, you’ll do anything, eh?”
“Yes, sir, anything.”
<><> The Marine Gets His Man – & Makes Him Crawl <><>
Steve was enjoying the show but kept a wary eye on Danny to make sure he was OK with the action. Danny was smiling. He knew Tommy and his cravings well, and evidently felt that this was definitely among the best. Steve also realized he had no problem with Eddie. He was moving around with his camera getting the best angles, obviously having the time of his life filming his Marine giving orders.
Hassan dropped his shorts and towered over the athlete gazing awestruck at the soldier stroking his beer-can thick cock. All he wore now was the muscle tank with every bulge of his torso etched underneath – a pornographic image of a rugged, swarthy soldier, naked except for his sleeveless shirt.
“OK, so much for the arrogant jock flaunting his body to seduce a Marine. Not so cocky now, eh boy? Climb down off that pedestal and tell me what you really want. And make it good.”
“Sir,” Tommy said, a note of desperation in his voice, “I want to feel your cock in my ass ... I want you to fuck me, sir.”
“That all you got, boy? You gotta do better than that.”
“I’m begging you, sir. You are such a hot man. Please, sir ... please shove that huge dick up my butt.”
“Hmm, better. Right, let’s see how bad you want it.” Hassan flipped him over on his stomach, then walked to the far end of the deck and faced him. “Come and get it, boy. You know how.”
The naked gymnast began to crawl slowly across the deck on his belly. He kept his head raised, gazing at the Marine he craved, and his crawling motion made the muscles ripple in his back and arms. His raised ass cheeks flexed seductively with every movement. When he came close to the soldier he kissed his feet and licked his legs all the way up to the massive cock.
“Sir, may I ...”
In reply Hassan grabbed his blond hair, pulled his face forward and shoved his cock in the jock’s eager mouth. There followed a brief and brutal face-fuck that made Tommy gag and tears spring from his eyes. When he abruptly pulled out, Tommy choked and coughed, a picture of abject humiliation. Eddie got a closeup of the handsome anguished face.
Steve turned to Danny. “You OK with this, Danny? If you’re not, I can call a halt.”
“The question is, doc, is Tommy OK with it, and I can tell you he definitely is. He puts on an arrogant show, displaying his ass and making guys drool, but under that bravado he has a strong masochistic streak, especially with macho hunks like Randy and Hassan. I know for sure that he’s getting off on the fantasy of being degraded by a tough Marine captain.”
Hassan was looking down at the pitiful, tear-stained face. “OK, I’ll have mercy on you, boy. That ass is too good to waste on a just a blowjob. Get your butt back where you were and maybe I’ll fuck it. Quick, before I change my mind.
“Yes, sir ... thank you, sir.”
Tommy turned round and lay on his stomach, but this time he crawled fast in a crablike motion back across the deck to his towel. Hassan strode after him and gazed down again at the waiting bare ass. “Oh yeah, that belongs to me. You offering your ass to an Arab soldier?”
“Yes, sir. Yes please, sir. My ass is yours.”
Again Hassan flipped him over on his back. “Show me.”
Tommy hooked his hands behind his knees and pulled his legs back, offering his ass to the man he craved.
“Shit damn, that looks hot.” Hassan stroked his hard cock. “Hot enough for me to spray my juice all over the young jock’s body.” He reached back behind his neck, pulled up on his muscle-T and tossed it aside, then stroked his cock faster.
Tommy stared up at the naked soldier, his muscled, olive-skinned body flexing as he pounded his cock. He was mesmerized by the swarthy, Arab/Asian features, the strong stubbled jaw, high cheekbones, slanted hypnotic brown eyes and shaggy black hair. He was a god ... and he was going to cum all over him.
Hassan stopped beating his meat and his cock stuck out rock hard, dripping precum. Nearly there, boy.”
“NO ...” Tears were running down his cheeks. “Please don’t cum, sir ... I’m begging you ... fuck me. sir, I need your cock in my ass so bad. You are so beautiful ... I’ll do anything, sir. Have mercy on me, sir ... please ...”
Hassan dropped to his knees, pushed his legs farther back and pressed the head of his cock against the downy blond hair at his hole. The Marine’s dark face broke into a smile. “And you, Tommy, are an extremely beautiful man, with an insanely beautiful butt. Which I have every intention of fucking.
“I’ve wanted to do this since I first came in here and saw it, and I knew then I was gonna have it. But I had to make you work for it. I get off on watching a hot young jock beg, crawl to me, submit to me, a broken jock begging for mercy, begging for cock. So here it is, stud.”
Staring into the gymnast’s blue eyes the soldier drove his cock deep in his ass.
“Aaagh ...” Tommy howled. He threw his head back, shuddered ... and blasted a stream of cum over his own writhing body.”
He sobbed, but Hassan took no notice. He pulled back and plunged in again, and again, endlessly, mercilessly pounding the jock’s ass, already full of jizz, driving Tommy wild.
It was an epic fuck. Hassan leaned forward, stared into the blue eyes and said, “Damn that ass is wild. You asked for it, stud, and you’re gonna get it. This is how a Marine fucks.” His shaft pistoned in and out of the perfect ass as Hassan leaned forward and clamped his mouth over Tommy’s in a grinding kiss.
Finally, he abruptly pulled out, flipped Tommy on his stomach and gazed down at the shuddering ass. He pressed his hands down on his slim waist ... and plunged his cock in deep, to ecstatic shouts from his victim. Pinned to the ground. Tommy was at the soldier’s mercy, his prisoner, helpless as the relentless rod pistoned in his ass.
Still pounding his ass, Hassan tightened his grip on the boy’s hips, pulled him back up on all fours and fucked him doggystyle. In a daze now Tommy felt the rod driving deeper and deeper inside him and instinctively crawled forward to ease the pressure on his ass. He was dimly aware of the massive cock sliding out of his ass as he crawled free. But only for a moment.
Hassan smiled contemptuously at the jock’s feeble attempt at escape. He let him crawl a few yards, then pounced. He launched forward, shoved Tommy down on his belly and slapped his ass repeatedly. “You tried to escape, boy, from the soldier who captured you. You know what the punishment is for that?”
“Yes, sir,” Tommy stammered. “You’re gonna fuck me, sir. Please ... fuck me, sir. My ass is yours. ... aaagh!”
Pressing down on Tommy’s back the soldier pierced the athlete again and the savage fuck resumed. It didn’t stop as they rolled over and over on the deck .... and splashed into the pool.
Danny looked startled but Steve said, “Don’t worry, dude, Hassan won’t let anything bad happen to him. See?”
As he spoke they surfaced. Tommy fell against the side of the pool, gasping, but even as he started to pull himself out he howled as Hassan’s rod pierced his ass from behind. Trapped against the wall Tommy had no choice but to endure the underwater fuck, in a daze of otherworld ecstasy.
His own cock was pressed against the wall of the pool, sliding against the tiles as the soldier fucked him from behind. He briefly thought he might shoot another load, but he held it in check, to avoid displeasing Hassan.
In truth, he was in heaven, getting his ass ploughed by a merciless Arab soldier. He didn’t move when he felt the huge cock pull out of him. Hassan pulled himself out of the pool, then reached down, hooked his hands under Tommy’s arms. He heaved him out bodily and laid him on his towel on his back.
Tommy stared up at the naked soldier, water streaming down his rugged face and magnificent body, chest heaving, eyes blazing. “You are one helluva fuck, boy. You know what’s gonna happen next. You’re gonna feel a Marine’s hot jizz pouring in your ass. How’s that sound?”
“Yes please, sir.” As before, Tommy pulled his legs back and Hassan smiled down at the beautiful gymnast, water running off his body, waiting once again to feel the Marine inside him.
Hassan sank to his knees and leaned forward between Tommy’s raised legs. “This time when I drive my rod inside you, you won’t cum – not until I tell you too.” He bent down and kissed him as Tommy felt the shaft penetrating his ass once more.”
“Feel good, dude?”
“Oh yes, sir. Getting trashed like that by a tough Marine ... incredible, sir.”
“And you can get it again from me, on one condition – that you keep loving your man Danny. And no more of this breakup shit. Will you do that for me?”
“Yes, sir. Absolutely. I love Danny.
“Good. Now I want one more thing. I want to watch you cum again all over that gorgeous body while I unload my sperm in your ass.” Hassan grabbed Tommy’s wrists, pinned them to the ground and bent low, gazing into his eyes
Mesmerized by the dark Arab face, the chiseled features and the slanting brown eyes, and knowing that it was this man’s cock fucking his ass, Tommy said, “Thank you sir. You’re magnificent. I love your cock inside me, it’s getting bigger and bigger and .... Aaahh.”
The exhausted young jock gasped as his cock spurted juice for the second time, and he felt the cock bulge inside him and fill his ass with the soldier’s hot juice.
<><> Whatever Floats Your Boat <><>
Tommy lay dazed and exhausted, his eyes closed, trying to regain his senses after the marathon fuck.. He felt lips pressing on his and assumed Hassan was back for more. Slowly he opened his eyes, expecting Hassan’s deep brown eyes to be staring back it him.
But the eyes were blue. It was Danny. Tommy smiled as he felt his lover’s soft kiss. But something troubled Tommy. “Dude, you saw all that? Are you angry with me for ...?”
“... for having a great time? For getting that gorgeous ass ploughed by the stud of all time, the macho Marine captain?”
“But you’re my lover and ....”
“And I loved every minute of it dude, it was spectacular. I loved that look of ecstasy on your face as the soldier got naked and prepared to fuck you. Man, you looked so hot when he made you crawl and beg. Glad Eddie got it all on video. He’s bound to have a ‘world premiere’ – one of his ‘Eddie Presents’ extravaganzas.
“After all that action, you know what I really need now, Danny? I would love to be in bed with you, in your arms, making love.”
“Say no more, stud. It’s all yours – you earned it.”
Danny stood up, gently pulled Tommy to his feet and they went to the table where Steve sat alone sipping wine. Tommy said, “Sir, do you mind if Danny and I ...”
“... go to your room?” Steve chuckled. “That is what you were gonna ask, right?”
“Sir, can you read everyone’s mind?”
Steve shrugged. “Usually – it’s a knack I have, goes with the job. Don’t worry about clearing the table, all that can wait. Love comes first.”
Danny bent down and kissed Steve’s cheek. “Thank you, sir.” He put his arm round Tommy’s shoulder and Steve smiled as he watched them go into the house.
Meanwhile, Hassan and Eddie were sitting astride a chaise facing each other and Steve could hear the gist of their conversation. “Un-fucking-believable, sir. I’m glad I got the whole thing, now guys will have to believe it.” Eddie’s eyes shone with excited anticipation. “Sir, could we a private viewing, just us two? I’d be alone with the same hot Marine that’s actually on the screen, working over a naked gymnast.” Eddie winced uncertainly. “Too much too soon, sir?”
“Kid, we’re on vacation. We can do whatever we want. So let’s go down the path to our little love nest and, er, watch videos together. Meaning one in particular ... the hottest one.”
“I can easily download it to my computer and we’ll ...”
“... have a couple of beers and watch TV,” said Steve standing over them offering a six pack.”
“Leaving you all alone, doc?” Hassan said.
“Captain, after all that excitement, solitude is what I need right now. I have some work to do in my office, then I’ll wait for Lloyd to come home. Maybe after dinner, Eddie, you can show your video for Lloyd and all of us. It’s Lloyd’s thing, watching hot men, and this will sure stir that oversexed imagination of his. One word of caution, though Eddie. It may be ‘Gigantic! Colossal!’ and all those promotional boasts you’re fond of, but no charging for admission, OK?”
Hassan grinned. “He tries that stunt and I’ll fuck his ass in the pool.”
“Hmm ... how about ten bucks a head, sir?”
Hassan smacked him playfully round the head. “Get that cute ass in gear kid, and let’s leave the good doctor in peace. As they stood up to leave, carrying the sixpack, Hassan rolled his eyes at Steve. “See what I mean, doc? Can’t do a thing with him.”
Watching them walk down the path, Eddie clutching his precious camera, Steve smiled and heaved a satisfied sigh. These were the kind of relationships he admired, and worked hard to promote in all his therapy sessions with the men and boys of the tribe.
Here were two couples who were deeply in love – Tommy and Danny ... Hassan and Eddie. But their mutual passion did not stifle their sexual freedom or carnal lust.
When Tommy had lusted for the Marine and offered his ass to him, Danny had watched with the pleasure that his lover was having such a good time indulging his sexual cravings. As for Hassan, his initial concern about coming between two lovers was banished when his excited boy Eddie urged his Marine hero to work the gymnast over – while Eddie watched and filmed.
And now there was evidently no resulting damage to either relationship. In fact, the excitement of the erotic event had brought them even closer – Danny and Tommy making tender love in bed, Eddie and Hassan watching the movie of the event, no doubt stimulating their own lust.
Steve always advocated that lovers settle on the kind of relationship that suited them best. Monogamy was one choice, of course, though in Steve’s experience, that frequently led to problems in man-on-man lover affairs. He had held therapy sessions with Chad and Adam when they first met and fell in love. He knew that the Aussie Adam loved cruising the leather bars, but Doctor Chad, new to male relationships, had insisted on monogamy.
That could have nipped their newfound passion in the bud and split them up. But with Steve’s help and persuasion they had shared their love with Adam’s boy Nate, which led to further sexual exploration. And they had set up a loving home together with Nate, and their shaggy dog Molly sprawled happily in front of the fire.
As Steve had so frequently said, when two people truly love each other, most problems can be resolved sooner or later. There were countless ways to do that, each relationship was unique. Steve smiled to himself. It was true what Eddie often said – ‘Whatever floats your boat, dude.’
<><> Action On-Screen & Off <><>
In his musings, Steve had surmised that when Hassan and Eddie together watched the video of Hassan sexually taming the arrogant gymnast, it would stimulate their own carnal appetites. And, as usual, Steve was right.
When they got back down to their guest cottage, Hassan watched affectionally as Eddie eagerly and efficiently downloaded the video. Hassan was proud of his boy’s camera skills that had won him a place on the camera crew of Grady’s movie, and praise from the Director of Photography. He loved the determined look on his face as he worked, and his jubilant, “Voila, it’s done.”
They sat propped up in bed with the laptop and a couple of beers, and Eddie said with his usual extravagant pomp, “Sir, what you are about to see is the most stupendous ...”
Hassan chuckled, “Hey, kid, I can do without all the promotional hype. I was there, remember? I’m one of the stars of the movie. Can we cut to the chase?”
“OK, sir – no more talk ...”
“That’ll be the day,” Hassan grinned and kissed him.
“Here we go ... aaand action!”
Hassan was pretty blasé about being in the movie, he was mostly indulging his excited boy. But when he watched it he was surprised to feel his dick stiffen. The photography was excellent and heightened the dramatic impact of the soldier’s sexual domination of the muscled young gymnast. Eddie had included many closeups of Tommy’s perfect bubble-butt, which alone was enough to bring his cock alive.
Eddie was stroking his own cock. Of course, he’d had a hardon while filming the action but, ever the professional, he knew that an orgasm would have made the camera wobble. Now he had no such impediment, and he blatantly pulled his dick out of his shorts and stroked it.
He glanced over at Hassan and saw him stroking the bulge in his own shorts. When they came to the jock’s crawling humiliation, Eddie knew he had to cum – and suspected the same of Hassan.
He held off through the first butt-fuck, on the deck and then in the pool. But when the naked soldier, streaming with water, pinned the gymnast to the deck, ready for the grand finale, Eddie reached over, undid Hassan’s shorts and pulled out his rigid cock. He bent his head and sucked the cock deep down his throat.
Hassan groaned, watching himself fuck the gymnast’s warm ass, while he now fucked his boy’s warm mouth. The movie image merged with the real sensation he was feeling and he grabbed the boy’s head and pulled it down and back on his cock.
As the soldier on the screen threw his head back, howled and climaxed in the jock’s ass, the soldier on the bed yelled and blasted sperm deep down the boy’s throat.
When he had sucked the soldier dry, Eddie looked up at the screen to see his closing shot of the naked Marine towering over the exhausted jock, muscles flexed, cock still dripping cum. Eddie yelled, “Thank you, sir,” and shot his wad over the real Marine’s heaving bare chest.
Hassan grinned up at Eddie. “Epic kiddo. Just when I think there are no more firsts, you come up with one. Come here ...” He pulled his boy down next to him. “After all that lunch and all that action, I’m pooped. You wanna doze for a while?”
“Yes please, sir.” Eddie closed his laptop and snuggled up to his man. He rested his face on his chest, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
<><> Gardeners <><>
It was the sun streaming through the window that made them stir. Eddie looked up at the Marine’s yawning face and grinned, “Hello, sir?”
“Hey kid.” He kissed him hard and both their cocks stirred. “No more sex kid, not yet a while. We can’t just fuck our way through this mini-vacation.”
“Don’t see why not ...” Eddie mumbled.
“Because I said so, that’s why not.” Hassan laughed. “You fuck like a jack rabbit. How many times can you cum in a day?”
“Dunno, sir. Lots. I once tried to keep a tally but after I got to ten I lost count. So what’s on the agenda next, sir?”
“Hmm, not sure. But I’d like to do something for Steve and Lloyd to repay their generosity in offering us this little house for our vacation.”
“Well, sir, we could start with that garden outside. Did you notice how bedraggled it’s looking compared with the gardens up at the main house.”
“Actually, I did. I guess their gardener concentrates on the main house landscaping and doesn’t get down this far. When I lived here I kept this garden up to snuff. I enjoyed gardening all alone here – a bit like meditating.”
“I’d love to do that with you, sir. Something domestic but kinda sexy too.”
“Kid, everything is ‘kinda sexy’ for you.”
“It is when I’m doing it with you, sir.”
“Well, I hope you’ll find a rake and a trowel sexy ‘cos there used to be gardening stuff in the shed out back. Let’s take a look.”
They got out of bed, wearing only their shorts, and went round the back of the guesthouse. When they opened the shed door the dust made them cough.
“Damn, looks like no one’s been in here since I left.” Hassan opened the dirty window to let some light in. “And there’s the gardening stuff, the works – spade, fork, shears, rakes, trowels, cobwebs and all. Looks like were in business. But gardening’s dirty work, we can’t do it naked.”
“Don’t see why not,” Eddie mumbled again, to be rewarded with a clip round the ear.
“Look there’s some old dungarees. Perfect for you.” He pulled them out of a pile, shook the dust out of them and tossed then to Eddie. He pulled them on and hooked the straps over his shoulders, except one strap was broken, so the dungarees were held up by only one strap over the shoulder, the other hanging down.
“Classic look,” Hassan chuckled. “I saw a famous picture of a young car mechanic dressed just like that – way sexy. I could throw you against the wall and fuck you like that. But we can’t now.”
“Don’t see why not,” Eddie mumbled for the third time.
“I wish you’d stop saying that, boy. I’m the one who gives the orders round here, get it?”
“Sir, yes sir,” Eddie saluted, looking cuter than ever and making the soldier laugh.
They went round to the house where Eddie put on sneakers, and Hassan pulled from his backpack an old pair of fatigue pants. “These’ll do, they’re filthy already.” He pulled on his combat boots and a torn, dirty white sleeveless shirt that hung open over his muscular chest.
Eddie stared at him and moaned, “Oh yeah, a walking fantasy. Hold it right there, sir.” He grabbed his camera and took several shots of the iconic soldier. “Wait till the guys see these.”
“Kid,” Hassan growled, “what do you think this is, a fashion photo shoot? We got work to do.”
He grabbed Eddie by the dangling shoulder strap and pulled him outside. He looked around sizing up the situation and said, “OK, here’s the plan. I’ll fork over that compacted earth there. Your job is to tackle the smaller flower bed over there. There’s still some decent plants in there, just need to dig out all the weeds with a trowel.”
He brought the spade and trowel from the shed and gave the trowel to Eddie. OK, get to work. On your knees, boy.”
“The last time you said that to me, sir, I ...”
“I don’t wanna hear it, boy.” He raised the shovel. “I got a lethal weapon here. I said no sex.”
“Aye-aye, captain.” Eddie sighed and got to work. The sex prohibition didn’t stop Eddie glancing frequently at the swarthy Arab soldier working. As he dug the spade in, pressed it down with his foot, then heaved the compacted earth loose, his body strained, muscles flexing in his shoulders, biceps and chest, his ragged shirt flapping open over his pecs.
Eddie could have creamed his shorts over and over, but he obeyed the captain’s no-sex order. At least for now.
<><> Lloyd Comes Home <><>
Sometime later, up at the house, Steve was just finishing work in his office when he heard Lloyd’s BMW pull up outside. The handsome architect came in, still smartly dressed for work in dark suit, white shirt and blue tie. Steve kissed him. “Gorgeous as always, stud. You been up at the hospital making all those doctors jerk off under their scrubs?”
Lloyd laughed, “I don’t know about the docs, Steve, but our work’s been pretty intense all day. This project of Chad’s is turning out to be a big one.”
Tommy and Danny had been working happily together, prepping dinner, punctuated by frequent pecks and kisses. Now Tommy poked his head round the door. “Sirs, we’ve set up cocktails on the deck – vodka martinis.”
“Thanks, Tommy. Everything OK in the kitchen?”
“Never better, doc,” Tommy smiled.
A few minutes later Steve and Lloyd were sitting at the table under the awning by the pool, sipping cocktails. Lloyd had taken off his jacket, rolled the sleeves of his dress shirt up to the elbows and loosened his tie that now hung free round his neck. He naturally talked about work.
“Turns out building a medical facility has a whole lot of rules we’re not used to – like extra wide doors, air circulation and stuff. But Chad seems to know what he wants and it’s our job to deliver. Randy says we’re learning a whole new skill set, and he’s right. Makes the company even stronger for the future.
“I kinda feel sorry for Brandon and his kids in the office, though. Opening up a whole new project is a shitload of work for them, plus they’ve recently taken on Uncle Mike’s accounting. Ryan’s creating new computer programs for them, but Brandon will have a tough time delegating all that work to his guys. He’ll have a lot on his shoulders.”
“Yeah,” Steve said, “But Brandon’s real smart, and Bob will keep an eye on his workload. And you know Ranger Pete will have something to say if his Brandon is working too many hours.”
Lloyd poured another martini and changed the subject. “So what’s the story on that musclehunk Marine, dude? He fucked Tommy yet?”
“And how!” Steve laughed. “Of course, Tommy craved the soldier and flaunted his ass trying to seduce him. But Hassan soon took care of that – you know the captain, always the boss. He pounded the arrogance out of Tommy, making him crawl and beg for that Arab dick up his ass. It was a total fantasy fuck-fest. But don’t worry about missing it. Eddie got it all on camera and he’ll no doubt treat us to a showing after dinner. Ah, talking of dinner ....”
Tommy appeared. “Sir, dinner in half an hour? I assume Hassan and Eddie will join us.”
Good timing Tommy, and yeah, I’m sure they will. I caught sight of them both down there doing gardening of all things. Come on, Lloyd, drink up, then we’ll go down there to alert them.”
<><> Lloyd Taunted By The Marine <><>
Hassan and Eddie had been gardening nonstop for some time. They both enjoyed working together like this – somehow made them feel even closer. Eddie chattered away and Hassan simply listened with amusement. He glanced over at the boy in his dungarees hanging from one shoulder. As he knelt on the ground, leaning forward digging up weeds, his ass strained against the worn denim. The soldier’s cock naturally swelled in his fatigue pants and he said, “Hey, kid, time for a break, eh?”
He picked up one of the water bottles off the ground and tossed it to Eddie, who took a long, welcome drink. As he leaned his head back, the one good strap fell from his shoulder, and the bib and back of his dungarees fell and hung round his waist.
“Fuck,” Hassan groaned wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. He stared at his bare-chested boy, looking like a dirt-streaked urchin, his body pumped from hard work. “Shit damn, you look so fucking sexy like that, kid. Don’t move.” He pulled his cock out of his pants and stroked it. You know what I want, kid.”
He grabbed the boy by the back of his neck and pushed him face-first against the wooden wall of the house. He pulled his arms up and made him grab hold of the gutter running along the top. He stood back and stared, then pulled the dungarees down from his waist exposing his clenched white ass. “Hard work makes me horny, boy, and you’re gonna get it good.”
The soldier wiped the sweat from his chest and used it to lube his cock. He pressed his chest against the boy’s back, raised his arms and grabbed his wrists ... then drove his rod in his ass.”
“Aaahh,” Eddie sighed. “Thank you, sir. Fuck me, sir ... please.”
They were oblivious to the world as they fucked against the wall, oblivious even to the footsteps coming down the gravel path. Steve and Lloyd stopped in their tracks as they saw the erotic scene, the muscled Marine butt-fucking his boy against the wall.”
Steve whispered, “We should go back and leave them alone, Lloyd.”
“No, no, I wanna watch this. Holy fucking shit. it’s awesome.” Lloyd reached down and rubbed his hand over the bulge in his black suit pants, mesmerized by the erotic sight. He always got off watching the jocks at his gym, but this was the real thing. A total fantasy.”
Hassan had worked up such a head of steam that he soon approached his climax. “You ready, boy?” he growled.
“Whenever you say, sir.”
“Fuck ... fuck ... now ... yeah ...”
Lloyd saw the Marine arch his back, pause, then drive his cock hard in the boy’s ass. The soldier howled as his cock erupted, making the boy shoot against the wall. Their shouts echoed round the hills and Lloyd pulled his hand away from his bulge to stop himself from cumming too.
Hassan spun Eddie round and kissed his eyes and his lips. “I love you, boy.” He saw Eddie’s eyes focus over his shoulder and he turned round to see Lloyd and Steve. “Hey guys,” he grinned, casually stuffing his cock back in his pants. He pulled off his ragged white shirt and used it to rub the sweat from his face and chest.
Lloyd’s legs almost buckled as he stared at the shirtless soldier. Hassan wiped the dirt from his hands, walked up to Lloyd and gave him a bone-crushing handshake. “Home from work, eh, dude? We’re almost finished here, then we’ll clean up and come and join you both.”
“Take your time, guys,” Steve said. “We’ll wait dinner for you.”
Hassan turned to Eddie who was pulling up his dungarees and hooking the strap over his shoulder. “Back to work, kiddo. We’re almost done.” Eddie grinned, seeing Lloyd’s stunned expression, and knelt back at the flower bed. Hassan picked up the spade and continued to dig.
“Come on, Lloyd,” Steve said quietly. “I gotta check on the kitchen.”
“I’ll, uh, stay here a while, dude.”
Steve smiled, knowing his passion for beautiful men. “Men at work, eh? OK, suit yourself.”
He left Lloyd alone to stare in awe at the shirtless sinewy Arab Marine, his sculpted, olive-skinned body flexing as he worked, muscles gleaming wet in the hot sun. Sweat ran down his rugged face, his exotic Arab/Asian features grimacing with effort, shaggy black hair falling over his brow as he dug into the hard ground lifted the clay and tossed it aside.
What turned Lloyd on most was the soldier’s ripped abs and long slim waist that twisted as he worked, cinched tight by the belt of his military fatigues.
This was no preening jock in the gym, this was a stunningly handsome soldier, a pornographic fantasy come to life. Lloyd was hardly aware of unzipping his pants, pulling out his shuddering cock and stroking it. He determined to stand there quietly, not cumming, simply watching.
But that resolve crumbled when Hassan suddenly dug his spade upright in the ground, picked up another bottle of water from the ground and unscrewed the top. Panting hard, he raised it high, tilted his head back and poured the water over his head and face, streaming down the flexed muscles of his pumped body – shoulders, pecs, abs – and soaking his pants at the waist and over the bulge of his massive cock.
It was one of the most homoerotic sights Lloyd had ever witnessed. He stared hard, lost in the fantasy, and pounded his cock until ... aaagh”. He shot his wad and semen gushed down on the hot earth at his feet.
Hassan looked up and frowned. He tossed the empty bottle contemptuously aside and strode up to Lloyd. The slanted dark eyes bored into him. “Did I say you could bust your load looking at me, dude? A man only cums when I say he can.”
“You ... you gonna punish me, sir?” Lloyd stammered.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you, stud? You’d get off on it.” Hassan unbuttoned Lloyd’s dress shirt, reached inside and squeezed his tits – hard.” Lloyd gasped, and whimpered.
“Feel good, dude? Maybe you like this better ...” Hassan pulled off Lloyd’s tie, stuffed it on his mouth and pulled the ends tight round the back of his neck, holding it with one hand while he squeezed his tit with the other.
“Yeah, smart, elegant young architect tied up and gagged by a Marine who fucks his ass raw, leaves him a prisoner and comes back again and again for more. That what you want, dude, to be the fuck slave of a brutal Arab soldier?”
Lost in the fantasy Lloyd saw himself bound, at the soldier’s mercy, felt the pain in his tits and ... “aaahh ...” He howled into the gag and his cock spurted the last of his pent-up juice.”
Hassan smiled, hung the tie back round Lloyd’s neck and kissed him. “Quite the fantasy, eh, Lloyd? But that comes later. For now, I’m just gonna let you stare and drool, and wonder what the soldier’s gonna do to you.” He kissed him again. “I like your thinking, Lloyd. You’re quite the stud.”
Hassan turned to Eddie. “Come on kid, let’s clean up and go up to the house for dinner. We don’t wanna drag all this dirt into the house, we’ll use the outdoor shower right here. He kicked off his combat boots, dropped his pants, walked naked to the shower and turned it on.
Still rooted to the spot Lloyd stared at the naked Marine, water pouring over his muscled physique. He rubbed his fingers over his ravaged tits and felt his cock get hard again, fantasizing what the soldier had in store for him.
Eddie stripped naked and joined his man in the shower. He stroked Hassan’s body and grinned, “That was awesome, sir, totally awesome. So what are you gonna do to Lloyd, sir?”
Hassan grinned and kissed him. “Dunno, kid, haven’t decided yet. But when I do you’ll be the first to know. So keep that camera handy, kiddo ... and stay tuned ...”
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TO BE CONTINUED IN “A Trial Of Strength – Book 13: Chapter 45