My body responded in shudders as he pumped again and again into me, until his body slithered over mine, and I felt all 250 plus pounds of him covering me. His mouth kissed at my neck, his hands moving over my head as I panted under him.
He had lived across from us the entire time, casually waving at us, and striking up conversations all the time over the last few years. He was tall, had to be about 6’4 with dark thick hair that looked so good on him, greying at the temples in spots. He kept himself in great shape, and had that lean, runner’s build with a big chest and nice arms. And an ass to drool over.
I was already shaking in anticipation as I heard the sounds down the hall. It was a Friday night, and I had hoped there would be a crowd. It seemed pretty empty near the front, but I knew my way to the back, and down the stairs where the sauna and the showers and the video room were. And the small rooms.
My eyes glanced upwards, my mouth full of his meat, and I could see him smiling widely watching me, his hands running through my hair as I sucked him off in his kitchen. My hands went upwards, feeling the muscles in his legs and then his hard abs as they snaked under his hooded sweatshirt. I took more and more of his cock as he slowly thrusted into me and I allowed it go deeper.
We were a tangled mess, naked limbs entwined, his big leg over me, his massive arms holding me. I was squished in him, hugging his giant body as we laid on the hotel bed in silence. I listened to his deep breathing, wondering how long we would sleep with me in his arms. I didn't want to move, feeling Frank around me.
I flipped to the end page and saw the A+ sign and a 92% above some written feedback and gave him a grin. “I hope that is legit.” Tom chuckled and leaned back, showing me that he had his cock sticking out of his jeans, fully erect. “You earned that all on your own. And this?” He pointed to his cock. “You earned this all on your own too.”
He slid his jeans down his legs, revealing those wide quads, muscled calves. He peeled each sock off, exposing those perfect looking feet, leaving him completely naked in front of me. He was beautiful, from head to toe. And if we weren’t both attached to someone…
As soon as we were in the elevator, Rob cornered me, moving slowly into me, pushing me backwards against the mirrored wall. I looked up at him, his face in a slight perma-grin as his huge frame dwarfed me. “So you like to be dominated eh?”
Professor Tom. Who was now “teaching me” a thing or two, so he said. How he took the idea of my final paper, about the mentor-student roles from Ancient Greece, and the necessity of a sexual relationship between them as part of a young man’s training, to seduce me. Or was it I that seduced him?
“Put me in you.” He said firmly as I moved into position over him. I felt his hands cup my ass and help me guide myself to the pole I was holding. I felt the tip reach my hole, felt the heat radiating from it, and felt the pressure as I tried to take him in. I saw Darren’s face scrunch up as he resisted slamming directly into me. But then his eyes lifted to look at me.
I was getting more and more frustrated, feeling like I needed to cum at least once a day. If I wasn’t trying to plan something with Ian, the big blonde muscled dominant dude that was now pounding my ass when we could figure it out, I was jerking off in the quiet hours of the darkness. But it wasn’t enough.
I stood my ground, letting my eyes fall slightly to his thick neck, watching the veins in it shift, following the river like line over his rounded shoulders. Those massive, hard, sculpted shoulders…. “And if you had a mentor like that, what kind of relationship do you think you would find yourself in?” His grin was spreading, and he said it so calmly I almost shivered in excitement at the thought.
"You want me to fuck you?" He was practically panting into the phone, the sound of his breath stirring up memories of the one time we had been together. The way he kissed. The feeling of him ripping off the condom and shoving his big cock back into me. The way he stared at me. The feeling of that hard muscled ass in my hand. "Yes." I heard my voice answer.
After a rather loud cheer over Tony spilling something accidentally, I looked up to see Brett coming down the hallway in just a pair of boxers. I felt a small intake of breath as I took in the shape of him, all lean and muscular, his well-defined body on display showing off a rocking set of abs, thick legs and big biceps, and a messy bedhead on him as he emerged.
“Merry Christmas Brian!” Santa said in a big booming voice, his big dark brown eyes peering out from under the white fluff around his red hat. The white beard covered the rest of his face as he peered into the carwindow waving. Santa’s gloved hand rested on the door and he stood up tall. He seemed very big, the roundness of his fake belly sticking out in true Santa form. And then I saw his eyes.
I caught my reflection in the mirror, my slim 5’3” body, trim and muscled from baseball, smooth and silky just like the new red panties that were hugging my waist. I wasn’t much into women’s clothing before, but these panties certainly did have a nice effect on my body. And when I stepped out in them, Frank must have agreed from the noise he made as I rounded the corner.
I gasped, hanging on to Kelly’s slim waist as Sean’s hands gripped my shoulders behind me and Kelly moaned. This was certainly a different sensation, being inside a wet pussy as I felt my own tunnel being stretched once again by Sean's cock as he slid inside me. I tried not to make a sound, but Sean and I both groaned.
“How did I get so lucky?” I said quietly as I stepped in front of him, lifting my chin skywards up to his chiseled face. Joe’s dark eyes peered down at me, his grin widening as he put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me into his chest. “I’m the lucky one. Remember?” Joe said. I hugged him tight, burying my face into the softness of the white robe.
I felt my dick growing already as I followed Frank’s big body through the hotel lobby and to the elevator. We acted casually, no one giving us a second glance, until we were inside the elevator and the doors closed. Frank came at me, cornering me against the mirrored glass, pressing that huge physique of his into me and kissing me deeply with a low growl.
Frank looked around the shop quickly and then back to me. “Come to my office at the end of the day.” He quickly adjusted his bulge and then shoved his hands in his pockets, making his pecs puff out. I felt the saliva in my mouth working overtime as I stood up and brushed past him. “Please.” He whispered as I went by.
I looked over at Stefan. He was a handsome guy, and the way he stood out amongst the other guys was taking my breath away. I couldn’t decide who I thought was hotter, him or Brett. I was suddenly lusting after both of them. Or was it the fact that I was standing so close to Mac. Another beefy guy. And how his hand was inches from mine as our legs remained connected.
I heard thumping footsteps approaching and the door opened fast to reveal Ian, dressed in gym shorts and a black tee. I noticed he was barefoot and stared down first at his big smooth feet before meeting his smiling face. “You made it.” He said and stepped back, letting me come inside. “Come on in buddy.”
Darren gave a laugh and took a drink of beer, and then took my hand and put it on his crotch. “You feel that?” He said with a grin. His cock was fully hard, fully erect, and fucking thick as hell. “You see what you still do to me? But we agreed.” I squeezed it as I looked up at him. “How long are you going to make me wait?”
Rob grinned at me and flexed both arms, making me moan and grab them as I bounced back on his cock. His arms were huge, and I grabbed both of them, feeling the giant muscle and how my hand could barely fit around his biceps. “I missed this cock.” I growled. “I’ve missed this cock every day you were gone.” Rob growled and fucked me harder. “You never need to miss it again. I’m not going anywhere."
Get back in here babe.” He said as he sunk down into the water. I climbed into the hot tub and in between Joe’s waiting arms. “Will it be like this every day I come home from work?” I asked as I rested my head against his chest. “It could be!” He laughed, wrapping his arms around me. “Depends on who gets home first.” I held onto his arms and closed my eyes, thinking life couldn’t get any better.
The front door opened and despite the freezing winter temperatures, he was wearing a loose tee and a pair of athletic shorts, his big legs bare along with his feet. His bearded face lit up when he saw me. “Get in here jockboy.” He growled at me, grabbing the front of my puffy winter coat with one hand and pulling me inside.
“Thank you for the past few days.” I grinned at him. His eyes were moving back and forth between mine as we sat inches apart, Darren now resting his arms on the console between us, turned in his seat. I studied his handsome face, his smooth clean shaven jaw, his long straight nose and those blue eyes that were staring back at me. I really didn’t want this vacation to end.
Brian pulled me down onto a bench in the middle of the park, and I felt his big leg next to mine. I scooted closer to him, sliding my hand into his pocket with his own hand and we just sat like that for a few minutes. When I looked up at him, he was smiling at me, his eyes a little glassy from the cold night air. Or so I thought.
He turned towards me as he shuffled inside and stepped rather close to me, turning his back to the girls and sliding in between us. He moved extra slow as he practically pushed me against the wall as he slid by me. I found myself suddenly intrigued by this huge masked man in the perfect replicated costume as he made his way over to the drink table and grabbed a cup and poured a beer from the keg.
“Get on the bed. Face down.” I said as I moved to the bottom of the bed where he was just standing. There he was, lying face down, his big ass sticking up in the air dying to be licked, his thick legs spread out slightly, and his perfect feet hanging off the end of the bed as he reached his arms up and rested his head on his hands.