Introduction:
A 2nd spinoff story about Daniel Manlove (19). He met a tall Dutch exchange student in the gym, Sven de Groot (22). They would both start at the same college this year. However, the college freshman hit the jackpot at the gym. And although reluctant at first, the gym sessions quickly became much more passionate. Even though it wasn't plain sailing. It worked out for the best in the end.

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This story is strictly fictional and contains male-on-male (gay) sexual content; both implied and explicit.

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Gym Workout.

The 19-year-old Daniel Manlove was still enjoying his extended summer vacation between schools. Dan had finished high school, and his father - Rodney Manlove - helpt Dan move to a new college town three states away. But he kept himself busy as could be. Daniel enjoyed decorating his new apartment and working on his father's classic Dodge Charger with his old man and new college friends. He started liking the regular workouts at Hawks Gym too. A gay-friendly space with a mixed clientele.

Dan had never appreciated gyms much when he was in high school. So he did not go, even though his father - a bodybuilder hunk of 36 - had previously questioned that wisdom. Daniel Manlove said that he got all the workouts he needed with the water polo team. The athletic teen did so in more than one way. But Hawks Gym was different. For one thing, it had a café bar in the front and a 50-meter pool and sauna in the back.

And then there were the locker rooms, shower rooms, and cruising areas for the more intense private workouts in the back, if you catch my drift. Those rooms were a mix of a private gym and a sex dungeon, with equipment to match. They were decorated differently. One was furnished as a plain massage room. Others had a mix of gym equipment, sex slings, and leather-covered fuck benches. There was even one with all types of BDSM equipment a young queer stud like Daniel could only dream about. As Rodney Manlove liked to call his son, Dan-the-Man had only recently ventured into the Alpha Domination side of things.

His father - a stern man at the best of times - turned out to be a master. Liking his subjects the best when they dressed in leather and obeyed his every command. Daniel wasn't quite into those things. However, wearing a buff vintage leather biker jacket, he gave it a go with Tyrell Jones - a 3rd-year mechanical student. The short, thuggish, ebony fucker went to the same college Dan was about to start at. The slut lived one floor down in the apartment complex Rodney Manlove owned. The tattooed 11 inches this dude sported was the only thing Daniel really liked about the grab-ass. Tyrell Jones was just too gruff, too nasty, too rude, too much of a gangbanging thug to be boyfriend material, thought Manlove. But Jones had another naughty secret. Unbeknownst to his mates, the dude was gay. So much so that his uncle - the building's superintendent - pimped the guy out regularly.

Daniel had plenty of experience with both guys and girls. The high school water polo teammates had taught Dan plenty about the joys of man-on-man action. Inside the pool, in the school changing room, or down some dirty alley. The high school teen had always enjoyed his extracurricular activities very much. But Daniel had kept that pretty quiet from his father. In turn, the divorced Rodney Manlove had never brought his gay friends home either. Somehow Rodney and Daniel instinctively knew the other was gay, or at least bi-curious. Heck, the two best friends only came out to each other about 2 months ago. And they had the most fantastic fun exploring their newfound knowledge.

Dan got hooked on working out at the gym after his father made him go there. In fact, Daniel goes 3 or 4 times a week now. He wanted to get his body in shape to make a good impression at Devol College of Engineering. Daniel had enrolled in an Applied Computer and Robotics course there.
Working on the principle: 'You never get a second chance to make a first impression'. Dan was looking for a mate. His father would go back to work soon. And Daniel thought the vast loft on the top floor of the Jackson Square Apartment building was much too big for one person.

Around the 3rd or 4th time working out at the gym, Daniel spotted a long-haired blond. The man was a few years older than Dan-the-Man. He was tall, bronzed, blue-eyed, and had a dreamy swimmer's body. The man reminded Daniel of a muscular sexy blond surfer dude. He had seen someone like him in one of his father's old porn movies. Daniel had sneakily watched it when he was a teen. In fact, that hardcore gay movie was probably the reason for the boy to start his first sexual explorations with other boys.

The hunk of a man was, is, and always will be Dan's dream type. This man's shoulder-length hair was a darker blonde at the roots, but the rest had a dazzling golden sheen with naturally wavy locks. Though the boy did not know if this blond stallion was into guys. Or even if he was looking for a friend. Daniel Manlove shifted his position on the weightlifting apparatus because of the sighting. The gym shorts could not hide his excitement, though.

In the past weeks, Dan hung out at the gay gym. His physique had already improved. Dan-the-Man enjoyed it and got a lot of attention from the other patrons. Even the gym's owner Hawkeye Smith had taken a particular interest in the boy. Personally training the college twink harder and harder. Enjoying the shower session with the boy after each training. Jealously guarding Dan's hot ass against unwanted attention. And although Hawkeye was older than his father, Daniel ensured the bodybuilder-daddy got all the thanks he wanted.

The gym's owner wasn't the only one Daniel fooled around with. Dan liked to hang out in the sauna or take a dip in the indoor pool after each training session. Teasing the men with his tight bubble butt or his playful 9-inch boy toy. And there were plenty of men to pick from. Although only one of them actually managed to fuck the boy's brains out. That had happened the first day at the gym. Even though Daniel had the same feeling about him as this hunk of a blond God, it turned out to be a bit of a deception.

In the following gym sessions, Dan could not help but notice that the sexy young man watched him intently. At every station that Hawkeye made Daniel train, he bumped into the long-haired sexy blond God. But the good-looking 22-year-old was apparently too shy to strike up a conversation with Daniel.

After a quick dip in the indoor pool, Dan bumped into the guy in the gym's communal men's showers. Seeing him fully naked for the first time, Daniel noticed that the hunk had a tight swimmer's body. Cleanly shaven with firm pecs and a well-defined 6-pack. His wavy blond hair was just a little longer than shoulder length but not at all girlish. No, girlish absolutely was not how Dan-the-Man would describe the tall, well-hung stud. Manlove's jaw dropped to the floor, and his eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets. The dude was gifted beyond belief. For a white man, he was hung like a black stallion. 9 and a bit inches, and that was when it swung limply to his knees.

Apparently, this guy was also checking out Manlove's manhood. For the thick 9 incher slowly started to twitch and raise its head.
Daniel gave the hunk a sly smile and said warmly, "Hi... I am Daniel Manlove... I haven't seen you around here before..."
"Oh?... Hey..." said the guy with reddening cheeks, "... I just moved here..."
The dude had an adorable accent. But his English was very clear and understandable. If Daniel had to hazard a guess, he would say German or Scandinavian. But definitely European. However, Daniel did not learn much more about him. The guy did not even introduce himself. Apparently ashamed of his own attractive body, he left the shower with a head like a boiled beetroot.

Daniel could not get the stunning image out of his mind. The hunk was powerfully built, several inches taller than Dan. Exactly the type of man Manlove had always dreamed about. His stomach was filled with butterflies, and his twink brain with horny thoughts. If there was something like 'love at first sight', imagined Manlove, then this would have been it.

It was not until a few training sessions later that Manlove talked to Carla - the gym's lesbian receptionist - about the sexy European hunk. It turned out that he was called Sven. He came from the Netherlands to study at Devol, was 22, and looking for a gay relationship. Carla even confidentially told Manlove that Sven had been asking about him. Despite Carla being lesbian, she had also drooled over the hunky man. They happily abused the sexy blond stud for a few minutes, telling each other what they wanted to do to him. According to Carla, Sven had even changed his training schedule to match Manlove's. Dan wasn't at all surprised to hear that. Sven kept a close eye on Daniel whenever he was working out.

A few days went by, and Daniel decided to test the waters. Even when Manlove was not working out at the gym, he could not get his mind to focus. Could he be in love?
By now, the sexy dude looked a little rough around the edges. He had a 3-day stubble and moved as if he was in a bit of pain. So a little nervous, Daniel struck up a conversation, "... Hi... How are you?..."
Sven startled. "Oh... Hi..." answered the guy, but nothing more came out.
Dan saw the long-haired blond hunk skittishly look around. As if he feared to be overheard.
So Manlove softly asked, "... Want to hit the sauna with me?... I'd love to 'talk' with you a bit... Or maybe we can grab a bite to eat later?..." Manlove grinned naughtily. Talking was the last thing on his mind right now.
Sven's eye's lit up at the words 'a bite to eat'. But at the same time, Daniel felt there was something horribly wrong.

Not taking no for an answer, Daniel got up and walked to the bar. He asked Hawkeye what Sven usually ordered for a drink. Dan returned with two freshly pressed glasses of OJ. Sven sat upright on the weightlifting bench as Dan handed him a cold glass. The beautiful man gulped it down in one go.
"Thirsty?... Want me to get you another one?..." asked Daniel with a warm smile.
"I... I am sorry... But why are you acting like I am your friend?..." asked Sven rudely.
"Well..." said Daniel unperturbed, "... I can see you're having some issues... And I hoped I could help..."
Again Sven's eye's swiftly looked around the gym.

Daniel took the empty glass from Sven and sat behind him on the weightlifting bench. The blond hunk looked over his shoulder as Dan started to massage the brought shoulders.
"Damn... those arms are massive!..." said Manlove, worshipping the muscular arms. Caressing his hands lovingly up and down the bulging deltoids.
Sven smiled warmly and said, "... You don't look so bad yourself... But... But... I can't... But I can't right now..."

Sven's frightened tone of voice told Dan all he needed to know.
"Sven?... I really like to help if I can... Let's talk..." said Daniel warmly. He got up and pulled the hunk up with him. Dan guided him to the door on the right-hand side of the gym. It let into the hallway with the playrooms.
"What's this place?... I've never been in here..." murmured Sven a little worriedly. Adding nervously, "... Hmmm... I don't know... I am gay... but..." whispered Sven again. Facing Manlove, he looked directly into Daniel's soul. What he saw made the hunk decide he could trust Manlove.

The room Dan had picked was decorated as a massage parlor. Sven slowly walked inside and looked around the room. Daniel already sat on the side of the massage table with his legs spread wide apart when the man had closed the door behind him. This made Sven smile. Manlove grabbed Sven's hands and softly guided him closer. When Sven tilted his head a little, Dan-the-Man moved forward. Their eyes met, and less than a heartbeat later, so did their lips.

When they broke apart, Daniel quickly muttered, "... Hi, I am Daniel Manlove... Damn, you're a great kisser, Sven... And you don't look half bad..."
Sven glanced anxiously around the room some more. Looking at the leather couch, the massage table, the bottles of scented oils, and piles of fluffy white towels. It was clear that this room had brought back some memories.

A waterfall of words erupted from Sven's mouth. "Oh... wow... I can do this!... My mother ran a massage parlor in Amsterdam... I used to work there at the weekends... Well, until she caught me having sex with some of the men... She virtually kicked me out of the house for being gay... So I came over here... I am here on an exchange scholarship program from the Netherlands... I start at Devol College in a couple of weeks... They excepted me into the Applied Computer and Robotics course... I am Sven de Groot, by the way... Nice to meet you, mister Manlove..."

"Oh?... Nice to meet you too, Sven... De Groot?... Odd name..." grinned Daniel jokingly.
"Ah... it means something like The Great... or The Large..." said Sven apologetically.
"Ha!..." smirked Daniel hornily, "...Well, De Groot... how large are you?..." He sneakily put a hand on the blond hunks shorts. Softly stroking the hot poker over the pants. Manlove had already seen the horse cock in the showers, of course, but Dan-the-Man wondered if the Dutch stud was looking for sex. He needed not to worry. Sven smirkingly looked between his legs as he felt Daniel gently explore. His eyes lit up. And Sven moved forward to kiss Manlove again, placing his own hand over Manlove's. Forcing Daniel's hand to stroke harder over the stiffening dick.

"Hmmm... That feels really nice, mister Manlove... You're not as rough as the others... But... But... I am sorry... I... I did not mean to... I should not have..." murmured de Groot skittishly.
"What?... You did not mean to kiss me?... Really?... I don't believe it!..." grinned Daniel, "... But fuck... I could do with a massage with a happy end..."

Sven hesitated a bit. He wasn't sure what to do next. Daniel beamed at de Groot and hooked his arms softly around the hunk's waist, muttering, "... Man... You look stunning, Sven!... Let's take that shirt off, stud... You look so hot... Give me another kiss, baby..."
Sven relaxed a bit and let Dan slide his muscle shirt over his longer-than-shoulder-length blond hair. Dan-the-Man lovingly combed his fingers through the long blond locks. Hooking his hand on the back of the man's head. Guiding Sven's lips back to his. They kissed for the longest time, softly at first. But as time went by, it became a lot more intense. Their breathing became more labored. And their hands started to stroke, caress, and worship. At some point, both men ran out of breath. They just had to brake apart. When they looked at each other, they simultaneously started laughing uncontrollably.

Horny as hell, Dan-the-Man thought, "... He shoots, He Scores!..." And apparently, de Groot thought something similar. He bent forward and kissed Dan's neck. His hand had taken hold of Manlove's dick, stroking the tool deliberately over his shorts. De Groot leaned down still lower. Kissing Daniel's nipple and massaging the other firm pec with his free hand. Sven could feel Manlove slide his long hair aside and caress his back. Moaning ever so softly, Dan raised his ass a bit, he yanked his shorts down. Giving access to the 9 inches of erect Manlove, de Groot had been so interested in. The man flicked his tongue across his lips several times before swallowing the 9 inches down in one go.

Sven did things to the raging cock Daniel had never experienced before. Sven instantly deepthroated Manlove's throbbing hard-on with apparent ease. The dude had no gag reflex but made the hottest gurgling sounds as his head bobbed up and down. So in no time flat, Dan-the-Man started to grunt his approval. Daniel was getting really close to feeding mister de Groot his cream. Even though Daniel was much more interested in filling the hunks back passage. Dan spat in his hand and bent forward. Expecting to spit lube the rosebutt. Sliding his hand softly into Sven's gym shorts around the back. Preparing it for a tender session of hot love - Manlove.

However, Sven jumped a mile in the air as he felt Daniel touch his asscrack. He glared angrily and shouted in his smooth Dutch accent, "... YOU AMERICANS ARE ALL THE SAME!... YOU TAKE WITHOUT ASKING... GET OFF ME!... LEAVE ME ALONE!..."

In shock, Daniel let go immediately and softly called to Sven, "... Sven?... Are you okay?..."
"No... No, I am not!... But what do you care?... You Americans are all the same!..." muttered Sven angrily.
"Okay..." said Manlove apologetically, "... We don't have to have sex if you don't want to... I am sorry if I upset you... I really like you, Sven... I hoped I would get to know you a bit better, buddy..." explained Daniel calmly. The tone of voice Dan had adopted indeed calmed Sven down a bit.

"How about we hit the showers?... I'd love to buy you lunch... What do you say, mister de Groot?..." asked Daniel hopefully.
"Awe, man... I don't know... I haven't eaten in a while... and... and... I can't pay you..." cried Sven. Thick tears streaked down his cheeks.
"It's okay, buddy... I've got this... But... Ummm... Sven?... I can't read minds... So if you want help you have to tell me what's happening... I can tell you like me too... You can really trust me, mate... I want to help if I can..." said Daniel Manlove hugging De Groot gingerly.

Sven grabbed his muscle shirt off the massage table and wiped his eyes dry with it. He looked around the room, then back at Daniel. The blond hunk muttered an apology and took hold of Manlove's hand. Sven pulled Dan along in his wake. Sitting down on the large leather couch in the room. Daniel joined him, wrapping a consoling arm around the blond stud.

"Okay... Where to start?..." muttered Sven de Groot. Staring at a fixed spot on the floor. "When I arrived at the airport, things went downhill fast... The airplane company lost one of my suitcases... Later, the Uber driver started talking to me... He wanted to know what I was doing and if I had a girlfriend... I told him I was gay and looking for a new start... Well, the asshole forced me to give him roadhead... Only so he could grab my wallet from my back pocket and rob me... He took all my cash..."

"Oh fuck... Really?... What happened then?..." asked Daniel, stunned.
"I wasn't really worried about it... I still had my credit cards... And the money was barely enough to cover the ride anyway... Well, and he had a nice dick... But he kicked me out of the car in the middle of nowhere..."
"Damn..." muttered Manlove, "... I bet he liked the blowjob... Man, you suck so nice..."
"Ha... You could say that again... I do like sucking dick... Though I did not expect that to happen... But 30 minutes later it happened again!... I had to hitchhike the rest of the way... The truck driver... Oh, God!... He took it out of my ass, Daniel... I told him I could not pay until I could pin some more cash... I got molested by a stinking hairy red-neck trucker daddy on the outskirts of town... The only thing working for me was that he could not get hard enough to penetrate me properly... I walked the rest of the way to the college campus..."

"Geez!... You had no luck, Sven..." gasped Daniel in Horror.
"Ha... It gets worse... I arrived at the dorm building... I had the foresight to pay the rent in advance... But after a week or so, they kicked me out on the street again... They did not want gays in their fraternity... Luckily I had already found myself a job... And this great gym... Hawkeye allowed me to shower here... And the job at the coffee shop on campus was sort of okay... I did not like the manager much, but he let me sleep in the shed while I started looking for a place to stay..."

"Fucking hell!... So you slept rough?..." asked Daniel, "... Where are you staying now?... I've got an entire loft to myself... I could use a roommate... Fuck... I can't lie... I could use a friend... HA Ha ha... A friend with benefits, more like..."
"Really?... Well, be careful what you wish for, Manlove!..." grinned Sven as he leaned over to kiss Daniel.

"Only thing is... Ummm... My story isn't over yet..." sighed de Groot heavily. Fixing his gaze back on the floor again.
"Oh?... I do hope it gets better, buddy..." gasped Daniel in horror.
"Nope!..." choked Sven, "... It gets worse... One of the guys I met at the coffee shop jumped me after work... He seduced me into sex... And he wasn't even my type... A short ebony thug... Lots of gold bling and scruffy hair... About the only thing he had going for him was his 11-inch tattooed dick... But he got too rough with me... The asshole put on my brother's leather bomber jacket and tied me to the bedstead... Screaming that he had learned some domination tricks the day before... The thug started to humiliate and dominate me... He fucked me raw and mean!... It was horrible... He even whipped my ass with a metal bicycle spoke... FOR FUN, The asshole yelled... It hurt like hell!... I could not do anything!... And... And... The coffee shop manager started filming us... Threatening me not to go to the police... Or they would expose me on the college computer forum as a gay slut... They even threw my luggage in the muddy ditch around the back of the coffee shop... What was I to do?..."

"Damn... Oh, Buddy... Are you still in pain?..." asked Daniel worriedly. Wondering if he knew this short ebony thug.
"Only my feelings are hurt a bit... But when he took my brother's coat, he also stole my wallet, passport, and phone... And well, I got nowhere to stay now... I have no access to my money... Or something to eat... I am sorry to offload my troubles on you like this, Daniel..." said Sven de Groot rubbing his rumbling stomach.
"Well, that's settled then... Lunch is on me... Grab your stuff... I have an apartment, a hot shower, and a warm bed if you need it..."

The sad story had driven all horny thoughts from Manlove's mind. But he knew what needed to be done. However, Sven de Groot had other ideas. He whispered in Dan's ear, "... I could really need a bit of... Ummm... How do you Americans say?... Ummm... TLC... Can we hit the showers first?... I want that dick inside me, honey..."
"WOW!... Are you sure about that?... I don't want to hurt you... That ass still looks pretty painful, baby..."
"Really... I want it... It looks worse than it feels... And well, Daniel... I like you... You're pretty... But I can't pay for lunch or to be your roommate..." said Sven as tears threatened to well up in his eyes again.

The men took the back route to the showers near the sauna. These cubicles were spacious enough for two, yet also private. They had tinted glass doors. The shower heads were pretty nice. One wall-mounted rainfall shower. And a handheld head for the more intimate parts. The guys undressed, wrapping a few towels around them. Their personal shower gear was still locked in their lockers on the other side of the gym. So the towels from the massage parlor room would do for now. Giggling like two teens about to do something naughty, the twinks locked themself in a cubical. Kissing and hugging.

Steam started billowing as Daniel helped Sven to clean up. The welts on his ass were still clearly visible. And Manlove got really angry. He had a good idea who had beat-up de Groot like that. And given the timeframe, it must have happened right after the domination session he had with Tyrell Jones. And Manlove thought Ty had changed his thuggish way! Well, Manlove would make sure his ebony tattooed hide would learn what brutal domination feels like. Daniel would make sure of that. For now, Sven needed his help and understanding. And Manlove wasn't one to jump to conclusions. But he made a mental note to show de Groot a picture of the thug. God, Dan hated that Jones. If this was him, then he would surely let his Master, his uncle, and his pimp know about it. The man - Booker Jones - would set Tyrell straight. Dan was out for revenge.

"Dude... What's wrong?..." asked Sven, looking over his shoulder. Wondering why Daniel had not yet ravaged his hairless hole.
"Hummm?... Oh... Sorry... I don't think I can make love to you... I want to... but... Man... That ass looks so painful..." replied Daniel.
"Nonsense!... Just see if it fits... I really want it inside me... I am a bottom... I like to get rough-housed... Go on, stick it in me, man... Do you want me to blow you again?..."

Dan-the-Man sighed and gingerly stroked the tip of his cock through the asscrack. Sven grabbed Manlove's 9-inch poker and guided it past the outer barrier. He pushed back over Dan's shaft with a sigh and a pleasurable grunt. Sven really was a power bottom.
"Oh God... Yes... Fuck, your so tight, Sven..." moaned Daniel into Sven's ear. Feeling how the 22-year-old blond Dutch God took him inside.
"Damn, they do grow 'em big in America... I like it... Fuck, you are so deep inside me... I love it... Screw me, honey... Take my ass... It's all yours..."
Dan tried to be careful, but the tight feeling on his dick was just so lovely. He pushed deeper inside. Pressing his hips to the painful asscheeks of Sven.

However, when Daniel saw Sven bite his lower lip and gasp, Manlove stopped moving altogether. He released the forward pressure and was about to reverse when Sven's hands moved to Dan's ass. Preventing him from pulling out.
"It's okay, honey... Stay in there just a little longer... Please..." muttered Sven hotly.
"Dude... How about you stick that baseball bat inside me instead?..." asked Manlove.
"I told you... I am a bottom..." gasped Sven. Feeling flustered as Dan-the-Man reached around to grasp Sven's sledgehammer with both hands.
"Okay... Ha... Well, I want you to do me... I will dominate you and make you do me if you resist... A bottom must listen and serve his Alpha top or suffer the consequences... So Svennie... Stop whining and fuck me instead!... please!..."

"Ha, well, if you put it like that, Danny... Assume the position!... Hands up against the wall... Spread those legs... And await an ass clubbing you never had before... I'll breed you sooooo fucking deeeeep..." called Sven in horny anticipation.
And deep he went. Sven's 9-inch cock had at least grown 2 inches in length. And it was harder than a metal buttplug. But that was not all. Where other men grow predominantly in length, Sven's impressive baseball bat had swollen at least as much in width.

Dan had to admit that this scared him a little. He had trained his ass well over the last couple of months. But the nearly 12-inch fat man-sized tool was by far the largest thing he had inside of him. And inside it went. In one steady push forward, Sven penetrated Daniel without remorse. The cock slid all the way inside. Until de Groot's strong body prevented him from going any deeper. Not that he did not try it. It was a good thing that Sven had clamped a hand over Dan's mouth, or his high-pitched scream would have shattered the glass shower door.

When Sven had reached its full drilling depth, he spotted Dan's bulging eyes. The blond God grinned and slowed all movements. Whispering, "... Well, you asked for it!... Are you okay, buddy?..."
"Fuck-o-shima!... Dude... Wow... That thing is enormous!... That takes a little getting used to, man... Slow it right down... But don't pull out!... I love it!... I think I just found my next favorite sex toy... Do you like my ass, baby?..."
"Nope... I don't like it... I love it!... Not many guys take me this well... I am all the way inside you... Dan, can I fuck you?... I want to come..."
"Go for it!... Nice long strokes... Give that prostate a gym workout it won't forget... Gape my ass open... And cum inside me, Svennie... But Sven?... Wrap those massive arms around me... I want you to hold me so tight it's hard to breathe..."
"Your wish is my command!... But I won't last long, Danny... That tight hole of yours feels so fucking nice..." gasped Sven. Breathing heavily already, and the fun had just begun.

Sven squeezed the boy to his stomach with one arm over Dan's shoulder and the other around his waist. His hips slowly started to gyrate. Pumping the fat and freakishly-long cock in and out. Dan-the-Man looked over his shoulder and beamed at de Groot. The blond hunk smiled back. Pouting his lips, the two college twinks started kissing as if their lives depended on it.
"I really like this..." muttered Daniel.
"How about this?..." asked Sven de Groot gruffly. The man stopped the gentile ass-pumping and slammed meanly forward. He made Dan-the-Man scream again. It was pretty rough and nasty, but Daniel loved it anyway.

De Groot repeated that for a few minutes. Slowly pulling out, then viciously banging inside again. Forcing his hips to slam against Manlove's bubble butt. Making wet smacking sounds reverberate throughout the sauna shower area. It was clear to anyone in the area what the two were doing. Not that those people minded. But sex in this part of the gym wasn't usually allowed. Neither Sven nor Daniel cared much. They needed this! They wanted this.

"Holy Fuck, Dude... Oh... Uhh... Argch... Owe... Mmmm... Oh fuck... Slow down, man!..." begged Manlove. De Groot was ramming hard and deep. Nailing Daniel fiercely to the wall. However, what came next wasn't a great surprise to Daniel - or his ass - either. Sven did not slow down at all. If anything, he quickened his tempo. Short, brutal stabs followed each other in quick procession. So rough that the Energizer Bunny could learn a thing or two from this Dutch God. Relentlessly de Groot fucked Manlove. Only the way he caressed Dan's chest made it clear he wasn't raping the boy. He was actually getting ready to cum. At the moment suprême Sven froze.

With his dick still deep inside the 19-year-old, he unloaded 7 or 8 thick streams of man-juice over several minutes.
"Oh... Fuck... I am cumming... Argch... Oh... Shit... Oh, God!... Fuck... I can't stop... Oh hell..." cried Sven. Breathing so heavily, he was on the verge of hyperventilating.
"Hell, Yeah... I can feel it inside me... Oh!... Fill me up, Svennie... Pump it in me..." called Daniel when he felt squirt after hot squirt fill his guts.
Sven bowed his head forward. Laying his forehead on Manlove's shoulder. Breathing harder and faster than Daniel had ever heard anyone do. He touched the back of Sven's head and kissed him dearly on the cheek.

"That was soooo fucking nice, Svennie... For a bottom, you can top me anytime, baby!..." panted Daniel hornily. Hoping to dear heaven that this was not the last time having sex with this man.
Sven wasn't able to say much, but he managed, "Hmmm... No... No... Thanks... All... Mine..." gasped Sven.
With his dick still throbbing like mad inside Manlove, Sven reached around. He pinched a nipple as de Groot started to wank Daniel off. Fast and deliberate strokes followed. Manlove was entirely overwhelmed by this sudden action by de Groot. With a mixture of physical pain, mental excitement, and rough stimulus to his raging cock, the 19-year-old painted the cubical shower wall in silence. Not that he could have uttered a word anyway.

Minutes later, Sven ever so slowly slid his cock back. An audible plop, a sizeable wet fart, and a disappointing grunt from Daniel followed. De Groot released the grip on Dan's manhood. He squatted to the shower floor and kissed Manlove's glowing ass. However, the 22-year-old did not stop there. He pulled Dan's cheeks apart and laughed, "... Squeeze it out... I want to taste my cum!... Fuck, Yeah!... Damn... Mmmm... Nice..."

Who was Dan-the-Man to deny Sven his reward? He pressed his guts out and felt how de Groot gobbled all the filth up. His tongue flicked over Manlove's distended rosebutt. Sven made smacking sounds as he tasted the mixture of Dan's ass juices and his own jizz. The tickling sensation was out of this world. Dan's knees became weak, and he collapsed to the floor as well.
Dan looked at the man beside him and sighed, "... That was a workout!... A bit nasty... But so nice... Who needs a gym when you can train my ass like that, Svennie... How about we clean up?... Again... And I'll take you home for a late lunch..."
"Yes... I'd love that... My tank is running on empty anyway..." Sven said, rubbing his stomach.

The guys walked hand in hand back to the locker room. Hawkeye - the gym's owner - gave the two a sly smile and a wink. He knew that Daniel had made his move. And by the brought grin on the boy's face, he understood what was going on. However, when Daniel saw the state of Sven's muddy luggage, he remembered the picture he wanted to show de Groot.

"Svennie?... " asked Daniel tentatively, "... I am not sure... But is this the guy that attacked you?..." Manlove handed his phone to de Groot.
"Hmmm... Yeah... It is... But... 'attack' is giving him too much credit... I consented to the sex after all... However, Danny... Is he your lover?..." asked Sven with widening eyes.
"Nope... But... Oh fuck... This is my side of your story..." sighed Daniel, ashamed. Daniel explained that the picture was taken after he had forced Tyrell Jones to change his ways in the fateful domination session earlier that week. How Dan had forced him to get a leather outfit. And how Tyrell had cuddle fucked the boy afterward. The selfy picture showed the tattooed short ebony fucker in full action. Plowing Dan's ass and hugging the boy.

Daniel also explained that the gangbanger had not come out to his friends. But that his uncle and landlord - Booker Jones - made his nephew hustle to pay the rent. Saying that Tyrell did not mind this one bit and how popular he was with the guys. Sven grinned as Daniel told him that the landlord was Tyrell's master. And how Booker, in turn, was his father's slave.
"Why are you telling me all this?..." asked Sven bemused.
"Well,... Ty is going to Devol as well... And... Hummm... He lives one floor below me... So, I don't know if you want to come with me now... You are bound to bump into him at some point..."
"Ha... Dude, your cum isn't the issue..." Joked de Groot hornily, "... And it's not as if I have anywhere else to go..." said Sven, rather more happily than Dan would have expected.

So 15 minutes later, Sven's muddy belongings were stowed in the Dodge Charger, and the men drove back to the Jackson Square Apartment building. Sven sat back and looked intently at Manlove.
"You know, Danny... Do you mind me calling you Danny?.." asked Sven.
"Nope... It's better than what my dad calls me, Dan-the-Man..." answered Manlove happily.
"You remind me so much of my brother... Your size... Your athletic body... Even your hair is the same as Jaxon's was..." sighed Sven as he ruffled his hand through the bleached stubble of Dan's.

"Ummm... What... shit... Sorry, but I have to ask... Don't I?..." said Manlove with a heavy heart. "Why do you speak of him in the past tense, Sven?..."
Sven sighed and calmly answered, "... Jax was my younger brother... He died on a windsurfing holiday with me and my friends... A drunk powerboat driver ran over him when we were kitesurfing... I only wish I could get my brother's leather bomber jacket back... That is the only thing I had of him... And... That Tyrell... I don't care what else he took from me... Or that you are his friend, Danny... Really I don't..."

"Ha... Really?... Do you actually think I would still consider him my friend?... You got to be joking me!... He's a man-whore pussy... I dominated him once... I can do so again... And if he doesn't get you ALL your stuff back... I'll tell his uncle... That will sort him out!..." called Daniel Manlove. Looking to his side at de Groot. Nearly crashing into the car in front of him.
"Geez, Danny... Eyes on the road, man!... You can look at me later..." said Sven, slightly startled but with a horney grin.

When the twinks arrived at the apartment building, Sven saw the guys he knew from the coffee shop. They were shooting some hoops on the basketball court. Although Tyrell Jones was nowhere to be seen, de Groot did spot something else. One tall white guy from Jones's posse wore Jaxon's bomber jacket. Another sported Sven's 600 euro handmade Sendra Cowboy boots. De Groot appeared not to care, but his fists were clenched anyway. And Dan saw Sven's restrained rage for what it was.

The 22-year-old blond God stifled a yawn as his stomach gave another audible rumble. Daniel Manlove drove the classic 1970 Dodge into his garage and helped Sven to unload the luggage. It stank to high heaven.
"Okay... This is going straight into the washer... I'll have a tracksuit and a clean shirt that should fit you... Then I'll make us a light lunch... And after that, I am putting you to bed... I am sorry... But I have other things to do this afternoon... My place is yours... So make yourself at home, Sven... I mean that, buddy... Don't worry about a thing... I got this..." said Manlove resolutely. Well, it came out wrong. It nearly sounded like a command. At least Sven could see the humor of it as he saluted Daniel with a grin.

After a quick lunch, the guys sorted through the filthy luggage. Most things were easily cleanable. Daniel made Sven write a list of things he missed. It seemed Tyrell had taken some designer clothes and most of de Groot's toiletries and sex toys. But Sven impressed Daniel that he only needed his passport, phone, and Jaxon's leather bomber jacket back. The rest he claimed not to care about. However, Daniel knew better.

Sven stifled another yawn. Dan grinned and pushed the man into his bedroom. He handed the hunk a jockstrap, and some comfortable clothes, closing the curtains. It was early in the afternoon. The sun was still high in the sky. But when Sven's head hit the pillow, he was instantly out for the count. The washing machine was humming its toneless drone. Dan watched de Groot fall into a deep sleep for a few minutes. Thinking hard about what to do next.

After franticly trying to call his father, Dan went to the ground floor of the apartment building. He knocked anxiously on the super intendants door. Knowing that Rodney was probably hanging out with his friend, Booker Jones. The two men had been spending a lot of time together lately, discussing the ongoing renovation of the Jackson Square apartment building. Although, 'discussing' was only one way of putting it. They were master and slave, after all.

Daniel had to knock twice since no one answered the door. The third time Dan banged his fist on the door so hard that it started to rattle in its frame. The boy absolutely needed to talk to someone about Sven de Groot, or he would explode. So who better than your best friend and father?
"HOLD YOUR HORSES... THIS BETTER BE IMPORTANT!... " yelled Booker as he stomped down his apartment's hallway. "Oh?... It's you, Danny... What's wrong, son?..." said the superintendent as he poked his head around the edge of the door.

"Book... Is my father with you?... I need to talk to him... Right this instant!..." said Dan-the-Man with an urgent tone.
"Really?... Hummm... We were in the middle of something..." blushed Jones. Dan could see Booker's dressing gown. It could barely conceal the leather harness, and its metal rings Jones wore over a bare chest.
"Open the fucking door, Book... I need to speak to Rodney, Now!..." called Daniel with his foot pressing against the door.

By now, Rodney Manlove had dressed and half ran down the hallway. Pulling Jones to the side, he ripped the door open.
"What's going on, Dan?..." said Manlove to his son as he let him inside. He knew this tense tone of voice from his boy. Booker hesitated as both father and son Manlove walked toward his living room.
"Book... You need to hear this too!... It's about Tyrell..." called Daniel over his shoulder. "Get a move on!... You can put your pants back on later!..." said Daniel as he saw Booker try to sneak into his bedroom to get dressed.
"Dan... What the fuck is going on?... What's this about Tyrell?..." asked Rodney.
"Exactly!... That's what I want to know too!... What did he do to you, bro?..." added Booker urgently.

After Daniel had explained his predicament with Sven de Groot, the men gawped at him in amazement.
"Fuck... You do know how to pick them, Dan-the-Man..." said Rodney. Putting a consoling arm around his son.
"But... Forgive me for asking, Danny..." said Booker fatherly, "... What's this de Groot to you?..."
"Ha... I think... I want to believe that... Fuck... I don't know, do I?... I hope Sven will be my roommate... Perhaps even more than that... That's up to him... I only want to help..." stuttered Dan. He had not expected this question. Daniel had wanted to exclaim he had found himself a boyfriend. But the dude realized it was too early to make that assumption.

Rodney looked at his son momentarily and saw that Daniel needed a helping hand figuring out the situation.
"Okay... Booker, take Tyrell to task!..." said Rodney resolutely.
"No, No... Don't!... All Sven wants is his stuff back... He already lost a suitcase on the flight over here... Sven only needs Tyrell to return the bomber jacket he pinched... I think he sold it to that guy he hangs out with - Garry - I think he's called... Lives on the 3rd floor... And one of the other assholes was wearing Sven's black pointy cowboy boots when we came home... Make Tyrell go get them!... I think Sven won't press charges if he gets his stuff back..." said Daniel in shock.

"Right... Right... I heard Ty brag to his posse about getting some loot... I can't believe he actually used this de Groot guy like that... The stupid asshole!..." Tyrell's uncle apologetically said, "... And if this de Groot doesn't press charges... Then I will... The fucker has it coming to him..."
"No... Please, don't do anything to him!... Sven and I will deal with his ass!..." said Daniel in a hurry.
"Okay..." said Rodney Manlove taking control, "... I think we also need some help from the university... They can deal with the coffee shop manager and the frats in the dorm building... Dan, take your bike to the frat house... Chances are they delivered Sven's luggage there... I will track down Arnold Seaburt... Booker, go grab Tyrell, but go easy on him..."
"No... Please... We can't get the college involved, Dad!... Sven wants no cops..." said Daniel in a frightened tone.

"Don't worry... I will give President Seaburt a call... And you know Arnold!... Heck, you made out with him in Hawk's indoor pool... I saw you two getting it on!..."
"Huh?... Arnold is the college President???... Fuck... You're kidding me, Dad?... I never knew... He didn't tell... Shit..." gasped Daniel. He had shown the older fit daddy how long he could hold his breath underwater. Okay, he was giving him a blow job at the time, water polo style. But Daniel wasn't aware this guy was the Rector Magnificus of Devol College of Engineering.
"Ha... Nope... The guy is happily married... He has two twin sons your age... And a younger and older daughter... So don't go airing out Arnold's dirty laundry... He likes Hawks Gym for its other 'benefits'... And besides, he owes me a favor or two..." laughed Rodney, smirkingly.

Daniel arrived back at his flat a little more than 3 hours later. Daniel had gone to the frat dorm to see about the prepaid rent and Sven's luggage. The guys and girls hanging out on the basketball court glared oddly at the man. Garry and Tomas, the guys from Tyrell's posse that sported the bomber jacket and cowboy boots earlier, weren't there. But the rest were. Dan knew something was up when the group did not greet him in their usual way.

Daniel dragged a heavy suitcase up the 10 flights of stairs. The airline had indeed dropped it off at the frat house a day after they had kicked the gay Dutch hunk out. Apparently, Booker had forced Tyrell to buy back all Sven's sold stuff. It was all there, lying on the kitchen counter.

Earlier, Daniel's father had found Professor Seaburt at Hawks gym. He had explained to him and Hawkeye about Sven de Groot and his son. Hawkeye had driven Rodney and Arnold to the campus coffee shop.
The buff, gay, bodybuilder men had an interesting talk with the coffee shop manager who had blackmailed de Groot. Well, they fucked the crap out of the homophobe in turn. They used this closet case in the shed out back. Using the same bedframe and metal bicycle spoke on him. Working him over until he promised to delete any and all images. It turned out he had a computer full of Devol students being abused there.

Daniel's eyes immediately fell on a cool black leather bomber jacket when he walked into the deserted loft. It hung over the back of a stool in the kitchen. It had recently been cleaned with a leather care product. A cloth and tub of oily wax still stood on the counter. Sven's missing items list lay next to most of de Groot's other nicked items. Dan was pleased to see Sven's passport and phone had been returned too.

Browsing over the other items, Dan smiled. He saw some of the sex toys Sven had brought from the Netherlands. Apparently, the beautiful, soft-spoken Dutchman had a kinkier side too. For among the accumulation of toys, there were a few kinkier leather items and cock straps. As well as metal handcuffs and a small flogger with a dildo-shaped handle. Daniel could see now why Tyrell Jones must have been drawn to these items. And from the designer shirts, pants, and shoes, Dan deduced that Sven was a bit of a party animal.

Dan took the sacred leather bomber jacket off the stool and slipped it on. It was young, hip, and understated, just like the man awaiting its return. Daniel replaced it on the kitchen seat so it could dry and entered his darkened bedroom. Manlove watched de Groot sleep. Clearly, the blond beauty had not slept this well in a while. He looked utterly relaxed and comfortable. And - to Dan's sly surprise - nearly entirely naked. Sven had undressed down to the jock strap, and the duvet lay abandoned on the floor.

The sight that greeted Dan's horny eyes was mesmerizing. The man lay on his right side. His head rested on his right arm. His left leg pulled up to his chest. His hairless starfish was clearly visible from the bedroom door. Daniel softly closed the door behind him. He did not want to startle de Groot. Walking to the right side of Dan's king-sized bed, he kicked off his trainers and gently crawled beside the sleeping beauty. Manlove hooked a finger under the thick head of hair that covered his face and shoulder. Very carefully, he pushed it back and kissed Sven's shoulder affectionately. With his wet lips open, he could taste the sweat. De Groot smelled really good, too, thought Manlove hotly.

Dan's hand slid slowly down the muscular arm to Sven's chest. To Daniel's surprise, the man had dawned two small sexy piercings through both nipples. The gold-copper rings encircled each nipple while a horizontal bar protruded them. Pretty sexy, Daniel thought excitedly. He let his forefinger rub an erect nipple as he whispered softly into Sven's ear, "...Sven?... Are you awake?..."
"I am now... That's a nice way to wake up..." said Sven with closed eyes. His left arm moved back, so Sven's fingers could hook onto Dan's hand. De Groot yawned, pulling Daniel's hand to his mouth. Softly he circled his tongue over the palm before sucking and wetting Dan's index finger.

Sven repositioned his head a little. Allowing Manlove to slide his right arm between the pillow and Sven's head. Apparently, the 22-year-old wanted to be held more tightly. Daniel obliged eagerly. But he had not anticipated Sven's next move. The guy twisted his stomach to the matras as he raised his left leg into the air. Sliding the boy's wet index finger straight into the flexing hole. Letting out a loud moan as the finger disappeared entirely inside.

Dan just clamped his right hand over one of Sven's pierced nipples as he forced the left digit deep inside. He fingered his buddy for a while, then pulled out. He smelled it, applied more spit, and inserted both index and middle finger in the gaping asshole. This time it was Sven who did not expect this move. But he took it well.
Yet he cursed in Dutch, "... Verdomme... Jij lust er wel pap van!... Kut man... Dieper!... Je maakt me gek!..."
"Ehmmm... Can I get some subtitles?..." joked Daniel Manlove.
"Ha... Sure buddy... I said... Damn... You really like it... Fuck, man... Go Deeper!... You turn me on!... Okay... That's not a really accurate translation... But it covers the major points... Fucking hell... You know how to wake a guy up!..."

"Oh... Svennie... If it's up to me, I'll wake you up like this every morning... You got a nice hot ass!... But you have to get up now... Or you won't sleep a wink tonight..." sighed Daniel looking at his alarm clock. It was nearly dinner time.
"Awe... Are we going to sleep tonight, then?... I had a dream of you making love to me all summer long... It was such an intense wet dream... I may have soiled your jockstrap... Want to sniff it?..." smirked de Groot hornily.
"HA Ha ha... Dirty bastard... Anyway... I've taken some of your clothes out of the dryer... And Tyrell has brought Jaxon's jacket back... Get dressed!... Your other stuff is back too..." said Manlove, his fingers plopping out of the grip from the grasping ass cheeks. Dan nearly smacked the tight buttock hard. But he remembered the painful welts that ran across both cheeks just in time.

Free of the probing fingers, Sven rolled over, facing Daniel. He kissed the boy on the lips. While he did so, Sven pushed Manlove on his back and sat on top.
"Really?... Is my stuff back?... Oh... Fuck... Great!... I don't know how to thank you, Danny..."
"Oh... Well, you can thank me later... I can think of 11 and a few good way's you can thank my ass..." grinned Daniel hornily. Adding, "... That is if you still want to stay here as my roommate..."
"Kid!... You're joking... Right?... I want to fucking marry you!... We are made for each other... We have the same taste in clothes... We like the same ways of sex... And... Let's face it... We will be the best-looking first-years at college!... Fuck, Jaxon, you remind me so much of my brother!..."

The Freudian-slip had not gone unnoticed. It actually worried Daniel Manlove a bit. Worse, it made him buck Sven's horny ass off his hips.
"Okay... Well, Marriage is off the table for now... Let's just try to get along... Date a while... Then decide if we want to go steady... But do not compare me to your brother!... I can never replace him, Sven!... Get dressed!... It's nearly dinner time!..." said Daniel semi-angrily. Dan slid off the bed and stomped out of the bedroom. He did not look around at Sven or wait for an explanation. Dan understood where the slip of the tongue had come from.

When Sven de Groot demurely entered the loft's living space, he wore a tight white sleeveless tank top and 3/4 black cargo shorts. The shirt had a buff, vivid print of a Celtic tattoo on the left front and side. His naked, sweaty feet slapped on the wooden floor as he entered. De Groot had expected to only find Daniel there. But to his shock, four strong, muscular, middle-aged men accompanied the 19-year-old Manlove.

Rodney sniggered, "... So this is the stray puppy you brought back home with you, Dan-the-Man?... I had hoped you had grown out of that habit... I've told you time and time again that we can't re-hab all scurfy mangy puppies you find outside..."
What clearly was meant as a joke did not go down well with either twink.
"I AM NOT A DOG!..." called Sven. His eyes were ablaze with anger.
"Dad!... Not funny!..." agreed Daniel, "... This is Sven de Groot... I met him at the gym... He's my boyfriend..." Although now it was Dan's time to swallow his words. But it had an effect on Sven. The guy smiled and put his left arm around Daniel. A swift kiss on the cheek later told Sven all was forgiven and forgotten.

Sven snatched his cell phone from the kitchen island. The sim card was missing, but luckily the memory card was still there. De Groot showed Daniel a photo of his deceased younger brother. And Sven hadn't lied. Jaxon had been Daniel's spitting image, down to the color of his eyes and the shape of his nose. Daniel formally introduced his lover to the men. But de Groot's first words were to Booker Jones, "... What I want to know, sir... What happened to Tyrell?... Did you make him give this back?... Did you hurt him?..."
The corners of Booker's lips twitched upward. He looked at the 22-year-old and said, "... Nope... We thought we would leave that to the two of you, son... I just persuaded the Bitch a bit..."

"Booker!... Could you not call him that?... As you said... Ty is not the sharpest tool in the shed..." said Daniel in shock. Remembering that Booker did not like that terminology.
"Sir..." asked Sven of Rodney Manlove, "... Is it okay if I live here with Daniel... So far, Danny is the only true friend I have encountered here..."
"Ha... Sure... But Dan owns this loft... So it's up to him, son..." said Rodney Manlove warmly.
"Of course, you are welcome to stay here, Svennie..." laughed Daniel, "Who else is going to do the cleaning and washing around here?..."
"Hmmmm..." laughed Booker Jones, "... If you two need a houseboy, I can recommend one..." He had flipped his phone open and bellowed, "TYRELL, GET YOUR ASS TO APARTMENT 51, NOW!... YOUR SERVICE IS NEEDED!..."

Late in the last of the summer's evening sun, Arnold Seaburt, Hawkeye Smith, Booker Jones, and Rodney and Daniel Manlove were joined by Sven de Groot for a lovely Chinese Dinner. Served and serviced by Tyrell Jones as a redemption for his misdeeds. The 6 men talked animatedly about Devol College of Engineering and the renovation of the Jackson Square Apartment building. The 7th guy, Tyrell Jones, spent most of the sweltery evening between their legs under the dining room table, getting fed creamy white desserts.

All in all... One of the more pleasurable evenings of his life, thought Tyrell Jones. After he had done the dishes and cleaned the table and the kitchen surfaces, he was finally allowed to talk to the twinks. The 4 older butch men were smoking cigars on the balcony overlooking the square. Sven and Daniel had retreated into Dan's bedroom, discussing that day's events. Happy with the knowledge that things were finally looking up. After a lengthy apology from Tyrell, the two youngsters kicked him down the fire escape to his room. Assuring that Jones knew what they expected of him if they saw each other at college.

The new lovers ensured they got the most out of the last school-free weeks. The college President, Arnold Seaburt, offered the managerial position of the Campus coffeeshop to Sven de Groot. But Sven respectfully declined. Dan grinned because he knew why. Sven could not bear to be apart from his new best friend. And the feeling was mutual.

< The End >

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by StrykerJ

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