Pete's sexual urges spell trouble. He growls at Brandon, "If you're gonna be my boy you gotta learn obedience - learn to take discipline." Then the senior boys subject Pete to a sexual trial of strength. "The Ranger stared up at Darius, his ten-inch black club swinging between his legs." Later Pete's sexual excess incurs the wrath of Adam. "The rugged Aussie leather-stud towered over the Ranger, eyes blazing."
There's a moment when we both reach that pinnacle, when neither of us breathes, the moment of ejaculation...we are each synced into the mutual orgasmic pleasure wracking our bodies and the sheer wonder of the orgasm of the brain, the mind fuck.
Love comes in odd forms as Brandon learns from black leather-god Zack and his boy Darius. "Zack's boy was naked, spread-eagled at the mercy of his master, his ebony muscles straining in bondage, his horse-dick swinging between his splayed legs." Next, Brandon watches Randy and Bob make love. "The two beautiful men rolled over in a tangle of limbs, flailing, kissing, in an eruption of raw passion."
The fireman in Brandon's calendar was, unbelievably, kneeling over him, shirtless, in the flesh. "How often he had jerked off over the muscle-god's picture, imagining what his cock looked like. And now here it was ... in his mouth! The fireman was fucking his face!" Bob visits. "When he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off the boy gasped. Clark Kent had just ripped open his shirt and become Superman."
Eddie's new friend Brandon expected his usual solitary day. Boy was he wrong. It was like a wet dream as guys kept arriving at his house, all classic porn fantasies - a gypsy construction worker - a Greek-God cop - a shirtless black bodybuilder. "Brandon looked up and gasped, realizing that the muscular black leatherman was about to impale him on the huge horse-dick swinging above his face."
"I hate your guts, man." The handsome but homophobic Forest Ranger had fallen under the spell of Randy's magnetic sexuality, then staggered away in disgust. But he returns for more and Randy initiates him into the world of man-on-man sex. "Impaled on the merciless cock the rugged top-man was begging for more as the wild gypsy ramrodded the ranger's virgin ass in a ferocious contest of alpha males."
At the lake Randy, Zack and their boys are confronted by a Forest Ranger - macho, arrogant - and homophobic. An obvious challenge for Randy's sexual magnetism and he mind-fucks the ranger into erotic fantasies. "What would it feel like to have this dark, savage gypsy inside you, pile-driving your ass?" the ranger wondered. "How could a man take it, even from a muscle-god like this?" He tried to imagine.....
It's payback time. Randy has a score to settle with the leatherman Zack, while their boys, Pablo and Darius, have to even the score too. "The two black men were bound together, master crushed against boy, as they were ramrodded from behind. It was a ferocious, pile-driving fuck - two rugged construction workers, the gypsy savage pounding the ass of the black muscle-god. And it drove Zack wild.
Randy and Zack race to the twins' rescue, but it's Bob who rules. "The mild-mannered Clark Kent had morphed into a real Superman as he snarled at the beaten bikers, 'You shit-for-brains motherfuckers sure tangled with the wrong guys when you dared to touch my boys'." Later Bob rules Randy in the bedroom. "It was as if the naked gypsy was stretched on a sacrificial slab offering his body to a god."
Mark offends the tribe and endures ritual punishment. "The onlookers gasped at the homoerotic image of the blond cop stripped to the waist, his muscular body stretched in bondage, as the rugged Aussie leatherman took his revenge." Later, the smoldering rivalry between Randy and Zack flares up in a savage fight between the two bodybuilders, one black, one white, leaving one lying beaten in the dust.
This story, and the one's that follow, have a grain of real life experiences in them, but I've elaborated on them significanty so they really are little more than fiction. But I hope you enjoy reading them.
Sometimes I read my fantasy stories and I just go BORING. So i like to revise them and add more and make them better. So here is the Workkout again but much better and hotter. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it and dang I just wish so much that it really was happening to me. I really need a Good F*** LOL
Randy and Zack - the construction boss and the leather-master - re-establish their supremacy. Mark, the cop, takes steps to make Jamie more assertive. "Do it, boy - it feels so fucking hot." Pablo and Ben are rebellious and are sent to Doctor Steve for therapy. His methods are unorthodox - and rough. "The boys gasped in awe and fear at the sight of the muscular doctor stripped down to his jeans."
Bob and Zack together in the dunes - two alpha males, obsessed by each other. "Zack stared at the beautiful muscular demigod sleeping beside him. Not daring to touch him he stroked the bulge in his own shorts." Later they test the limits of their mutual lust. "The leather master faced the naked black stud, his magnificent physique spread-eagled in bondage. "You're mine - at last," he said, and raised the whip.
Peace is restored. Randy to Bob: "Fuck you for being so goddam gorgeous, man. You drive me crazy." Ben & Jason: "The fireman wore only his blue ribbed tank top stretched over his rounded pecs and washboard abs." Zack & Darius: The young leather-boy subdues his muscle-stud master. Hassan & Eddie: "The Marine said, 'Here it comes, boy.' It was like a hose turned on full." Bob meets Zack in the dunes.
Avenging their master Randy, Pablo and Ben attack the boys. Fists raised, they yell, "Let's see what you got, assholes - bring it on." But they suffer for it. As they bend naked over the table side by side Darius mocks them. "I think these pussy boys need a little ass-play here." Their masters suffer too. "The construction boss and blond fireman were stretched half-naked in bondage awaiting their punishment."
Rediscovering rough sex, the macho construction worker pins Bob to the bed. "God, I love to hear you beg like that, man - turns me on like crazy." The boys clean the motel room. "They were drawn into the erotic fantasy of the messy room, the heavy odor of sweat and sex hanging in the air." Steve gives unusual therapy. "Randy was forced to watch as the muscular, shirtless gardener ordered Bob to his knees."
The leather-bar crowd lusts after Bob and a resentful Randy savagely proves his "ownership" of his man. "The Superman they had drooled over was humbled before them, hanging from the wall in degrading submission." Bob leaves Randy forever. Later Bob gazes at himself in the mirror. "Man, you are one gorgeous alpha-male - not a guy to get pushed around. No man is ever gonna humiliate you .... ever again."
Zack and Randy get topped. Zack introduces Mario to the world of leather, but Mario turns out to be tougher than he seems. "The back muscle-stud leather master was kneeling before the handsome, dominant Italian. Mario said, 'Now do I look like boy who submits? No, Zack, now it is you on your knees'." Then Randy, the macho construction boss, humbles himself and Bob says, "Yeah stud - it's about time."
Alex, a young executive, walks into a sex shop in Soho for a browse one lunchtime. Unknowingly, he has also walked into a trap that was set for him years before. It is the start of a nightmare in which his past finally catches up on him and seems likely to prove lethal.
The second pair of hands that had been working Raymond's nipples joined the third in providing a tongue for his hunger ass, his taint, and his hairy balls. Both tongues licked and slurped with exquisite expertise that sent Raymond into quivers, trembles, and moans of pleasure.
"I got my whole fist is in there." Jack said.
"You're such a fuckin' liar, Jack." My speech slurred severely from the something Jack put in my drink. I told him to surprise me. Whatever it was, it gave me a fuzzy feeling of well being.
I went to my basement shower and looked at my tattooed ass in a mirror. I felt like a slave whore. I had a man's name and date of ownership on my body, like I was a car or something. I was liking the idea of being my master's property. I didn't have to shave, but I already started worrying about how painful it was going to be in two weeks to have my cock, balls, ass, nipples, legs and body WAXED! Shit, that's gonna hurt!
There were three guys playing on a rubber matt on the floor; a three way fisting. I climbed in the sling, popped open my poppers and opened my legs wide. It didn't take long for this guy to realize my ass was very open. He laughed and said if he couldn't open me then he was going to go further then whoever got there before him. I inhaled deep to get ready for more.