I was in heaven, probing my tongue into his hole, moistening it up. I moved up on my knees and took my hard shaft and rubbed it up and down the crack of his ass. Surprisingly, Darren pushed back, letting me rub my cock along his ass. Darren’s face was in the bed, moaning as his body responded, pushing backwards against me. “Put it in.” Darren suddenly said to me, his voice muffled in the covers.
I stood in my bedroom of my mother’s house, stuffing things into a suitcase on December 31st. I was packing up my stuff; well…sort of. I was preparing to “move” my stuff. To Joe’s. I smiled helplessly as my mind turned to Joe. All 6’4” of him. So big and muscular, so masculine and rugged, so confident and amazing. We were finally going to be together.
I heard Rob take in a big sigh and he stirred a bit as he awoke. When his legs straightened, and I felt him moving, I increased my intensity, holding his cock up and making sure I was sucking it well. He gave a low growl as he spread his legs out, and I felt his big hand on the back of my head. “Now that is how I should wake up every morning,” he said, his voice sounding rough from sleep.
The cop Mark, and his surfer boy Jamie, take hot Aussie Nate and his new boys Vic & Noah to a beach shack in the remote dunes. The rugged cop is charmed by the innocence of the young mans. Then, after Mark’s intense talk with Jamie, their muscle-crunching work-out on the beach becomes foreplay, and the athletic young jock ends up stretched on a bench offering his ass to the naked cop.
I slowly came into consciousness, feeling the scruffiness of a beard at the back of my neck and the movement of a large hand on my lower back and ass. "Are you awake?" I heard the deep voice whisper quietly in my ear. Then his tongue licked my ear. "I am now." I groaned as I felt Rob's hard body next to mine, his thick bicep under my head, his muscled leg on mine. "You ready for more?"
I hit the gym my first night back at school after the Winter Break. It was pretty dead, as classes weren’t starting for another week. There were only a few guys there, none of whom I recognized. But there was one who caught my attention. He was tall, thick, beefy, built and a couple years older than me. I watched him move about, and noted that he was watching me too.
Fareed and his husband move from Boston to a small town. Fareed is a bit cynical about his new environment at first, but when he sees one of his new neighbors Perry, he feels more at home already. Perry would make the perfect model for the videos on Fareed's massage studio website.
“You are so fucking hot.” Darren whispered as he stood there, his dick fully stuffed in my ass as I lay on his desk naked. And then he started to move his hips slowly, the way Darren loved to fuck. Taking his time. Making sure I was enjoying his cock as much as he was enjoying being buried in me.
Fareed and his husband move from Boston to a small town. Fareed is a bit cynical about his new environment at first, but when he sees one of his new neighbors Perry, he feels more at home already. Perry would make the perfect model for the videos on Fareed's massage studio website.
“Do you have any idea how sexy it is to see you at the dinner table with my family?” Joe said quietly, massaging the back of my head. “And my sister loves you.” Joe undid his seatbelt and slid over closer to me, moving his face to my neck and kissing it, his right hand now on my bulge in my pants. “I don’t think I can wait.” He whispered, fumbling with the button on my pants and my zipper.
Fareed and his husband move from Boston to a small town. Fareed is a bit cynical about his new environment at first, but when he sees one of his new neighbors Perry, he feels more at home already. Perry would make the perfect model for the videos on Fareed's massage studio website.
Fareed and his husband move from Boston to a small town. Fareed is a bit cynical about his new environment at first, but when he sees one of his new neighbors Perry, he feels more at home already. Perry would make the perfect model for the videos on Fareed's massage studio website.
“Need a ride?” I heard the deep voice say from the open window. I looked over to see Rick, sitting behind the wheel, a black winter hat pulled down low over his light brown eyes, his grey trimmed beard in a wide grin. Rick - my new muscled daddy. He put his big arm out the window and waved me over. “Come on, get in. I’ll give you a ride.”
There was no temptation this time around in the shape of a best friend who is enjoying himself to the fullest. So, this time the transformation seemed to go slower. Actually, it was very minimal change. My thoughts did not randomly shift to being into fucking men or loving muscles or anything weird like that.
A tipsy Dominic managed to corner me at the bar. I suppose I could have gotten away, but Dominic is a real hot looking guy....and I may have had a few more drinks in me than I should have.
This was the quietest Christmas dinner I had ever had. No talking over each other with the extended family. No drunk old guys telling racist jokes. No annoying glances from my mother. Nothing. Just the two of us, sitting side by side at the small dining room table at Joe’s house. He was the picture of masculinity, sitting there beside me with his scruffy beard, handsome face and broad shoulders.
Darren waited at my door with me as everyone else moved inside to the kitchen and we finally were alone. And then quietly he whispered to me, “Merry Christmas buddy. And happy almost anniversary.”
I couldn’t help but smile as I stood next to him. He gave me a grin that spoke volumes, and I could see in his jeans his cock was already hard...
The door opened a crack, and then widened to reveal Rob’s 6’2” hairy chested muscled bear bod, with a white towel wrapped around his stomach, bare feet planted as he held the door open with his big paw. His big cock was already tenting the towel, and his bearded face was beaming. “Get in here little man.” He said stepping back.
“Brian…” he started, but caught himself, as he continued to read the songs. I had only seen Joe really emotional the night he appeared at my dorm when his mother died. But this was a different side of him, as he continued to smile wide to hide the fact that tears were forming in his eyes.
These are the thoughts going true my head as I massage my thick chest. I let my hand glide over my meaty body of muscle. I feel the hairs of soft body fur on my chest as my right hand moves over my shoulder to my left arm. Still after all these days I am amazed at the extreme masculinity my body extrudes.
My hands pulled at his pants, giving him the hint to lift his ass off the bed and help me. He slid out of his pants, underwear and all. And there he was, my man, completely naked now and sitting on the edge of the hotel bed in front of me. No distractions. No hurriedness to the moment. No fears. Just us, alone at last again.
Robin struggles with accepting his muscly fate. Frightened and exposed he leaves his friend behind. Sven has the opposite, as he is about to burst in excitement with his outing to the world as he hero.
"Merry Christmas Brian." My eyes turned to the sound of Joe's voice, and there he was, under his Christmas tree. Naked, save for a red Santa hat on his head, and a giant bow covering his crotch. The tree was illuminated in white lights with decorations scattered all over it, making him glow. I caught my breath at the sight of his 240lb muscled body lying there, waiting for me.
The police uniform did it for me. “Don’t move.” Rob muttered as he stood up and stepped in between me, kicking open my legs a bit more and aiming his cock directly to the spot his tongue was just lathering. I felt his thick cut cock slide in between me, and felt the tip pressing against my tight pink opening. “You want this cop dick boy?” I heard him say roughly.
Sven is searching for his place in the newly formed Super Squad as Rupert has claimed his dominance over him and Robin. Will they come together or drift apart?
“It’s a beautiful day.” I looked around and realized we were completely covered in his backyard from the neighbours. Darren stood staring at me, and I couldn’t help but look him up and down. At 6’2” with that body, he looked like a model staring at me, his clean-shaven face already darkened from the summer. I looked down at his feet on the concrete, then up his big solid legs, and then his bulge.