Date: Tue, 6 Mar 2001 21:47:16 -0800
From: Marlyn Lewis <gymhunk@email.msn.com>
Subject: Black and White, Chapter 36.

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				BLACK AND WHITE

			      Kurt and the Coaches

	With the telling of Will's story, we were hot for more sex.
Kurt's birthday wish was to be fucked and filled with cum.  It was
clear what would happen, repeatedly.  We were happy to fill Kurt's
butthole with our thick meats, always cheerfully leaving behind another
hot load of cum after each fuck.  I lost count after mounting his
muscular ass a fifth time.  I know Dave had more "at bats" than I did,
but I didn't mind.  And I know Kurt didn't.

	Additionally, Kurt's dick was too thick and long to be just
sucked off a few times.  Dave and I each got a turn at Kurt's 11"
plowing our eager tails.  Kurt wore a condom each time as Dave had
requested, but Dave upended the condom after Kurt had cum each time
and drank deeply.  Teen cum was still sweet, and Kurt's was certainly
plentiful, too.

	In the morning, Kurt again was filled with cum from our stiff
dicks.  The teenager was insatiable.  I was the lucky one who got
Kurt's creamy load down my throat as Dave banged away on Kurt's still
tight and eager butthole.  But, with all that cum shot up Kurt's hole,
he was first into the bathroom.  The cum had been shot so far up his
ass that little came out, but at least some of the air that had been
pumped in was expelled.  We joined him in the shower after a few more
minutes.

	Once again, the randy teenager insisted on getting fucked.
Dave rimmed Kurt while Kurt sucked on my dick to get it hard. But,
Dave was the first one to get hard again and plugged in.  He rode
Kurt hard, wanting only to cum and not caring if Kurt did or not.
Kurt only reached behind him and held on to Dave's pistoning ass,
pulling him in deeply with each thrust.

	When Dave finished with a nearly debilitating climax, I took
his place behind Kurt, plunged in balls deep, and ravaged the boy as
wantonly as Dave had.  Instead of being bent over this time, Kurt was
standing.  The opportunity to drink boy cum was not that Dave could
pass up.  With a liplock on Kurt's 11" cum shooter, Dave sucked Kurt
dry.  I was still fucking the lad when Dave pulled off Kurt's spent
dick.  Kurt bent over to get me farther into him.  That was the catalyst.
I came in seconds, filling the teenager again with man cum.

	Over breakfast, Kurt told us about meeting Wes and Wes' lover.
Both men worked in medicine, with Wes being an M.D. and his lover, a
nurse.  In fact, they had met during Wes' first year of residency and
Ken's second year as a nurse practitioner.

	Wes and Ken visited with Will often.  Whenever the team was in
town, Wes and Ken would entertain the team and coaches with an all-night
fuck session after the game.  Ken was a big white man, taller than Wes
and hung almost identically.  The only real difference besides the color
was that Ken's dick didn't curve.  It was straight, but had the same big
head.

	When they were visiting with just Will, both Wes and Ken would
fuck him all night long.  But when the team was in town, all three men
would do whatever their partners enjoyed.  Wes still liked being a top
as did Ken, but Will was almost always a bottom.  The coaches particularly
enjoyed the company of Wes and Ken.  And Wes and Ken especially enjoyed
Randy's big dick and Chuck's hot bottom.  The first fuck would always be
Randy up Ken's butt and Wes up Chuck's hot ass.  Then, it would be
partner trading for the rest of the night.

	Kurt had the pleasure of screwing Wes and Ken on several occasions.
They loved the hot teenager's big dick and sculpted body.  What they liked
most was Kurt's rapid recovery for more fucking.  He would service both
of them all night long or until one or both would plead that their butts
were sore from all the fucking with Kurt's big dick.  Kurt smiled at
retelling that part.  We did, too.  Kurt's dick was a big one and getting
repeatedly screwed during one night could be uncomfortable with that
monster.

	Before he left, Kurt got fucked once more by Dave (he liked black
men even more than he would admit), and sucked off by me (who still enjoyed
the sweet cum of his favorite teenager).  Just to satisfy my curiosity, we
measured his dick.  It was over 11", so I was right.  He is bigger than
Dave.  But, I still like my Nubian prince better.  After Kurt left, I was
still hard from sucking off Kurt and watching Dave's giant weapon disappear
repeatedly up Kurt's hot asshole.  After all, he hadn't cum in a couple of
hours.

	Without having to try very hard, I convinced Dave that we needed a
little rest after last night's marathon session.  I slipped my dick into
Dave's willing butt and sighed.

	"No one has a better butt for my dick than you do, Sugar," I crooned.

	"And no one fucks my ass as well as you do," Dave rejoined.  "Let's
make this one last.  Just fuck me nice and slow," he added with his face
in the pillow and his ass arched high to get my entire thick member deeply
planted.

	I was in no hurry to cum.  I enjoyed sex with my lover as I could
with no one else.  This was lovemaking, not sex.  I settled into a steady
rhythm, moving only my hips as my 9" cock pistoned leisurely in and out
of the muscular, black ass beneath him.  Dave's ass eagerly welcomed my
dick as each of my thrusts was met with Dave's butt rising slightly from
the bed.  For Dave, it was a chance to get my fat dick inside him and to
rub his own long rod against the sheets.

	As much as we enjoyed coupling in this manner, even lovemaking
had a point at which dicks got too hard and balls pull up too tightly
against the base of the prick to hold off.  I was quickly reaching that
point, but refused to increase my pace.  I hoped that this would stall
the impending climax.  But, my hopes were pointless.  Dave's butt was
too tight, too welcoming, too milking for me to hold out.

	With a sigh and a shudder, I pressed my dick forward one last
time, and came.  My climax hit me hard as I thrashed atop my chocolate-
toned lover.  And Dave felt every one of my jets of cum as they sprayed
into him.  We lay together, still connected, for several moments.  Dave
flexed his butt a couple of times to trap my shrinking dick better and
to give his own swollen member another rub on the sheets.  My sensitive
cock couldn't handle the friction Dave's flexing created, so I rolled off.

	Dave looked over at me and said, "That's some of the best sex
I've ever had," he grinned.  "But, my dick really needs to get off."

	"Fuck me, then," I leered.

	"I just fucked Kurt, so I'll put on a condom for your sake and
fuck you GOOD!" Dave answered as he pulled a condom out of the drawer.
"Get that pretty ass over here."

	I swiftly obeyed, assuming the same position I'd had him in
earlier.  Dave admired my muscled butt, massaging the ass cheeks and
exposing the hole.  He knew what he liked and my asshole was going to
get eaten first, then fucked.  As he thought it, he did it.

	I nearly swooned as the tongue entered my sex-starved rectum.
Much as I like this, I thought, I sure hope he fucks me soon.  I need
it worse than I thought.

	Like he'd been reading my mind, Dave stopped eating my pink hole.
He leaned over my back and whispered, "Ready for a ride?"

	"Fuck me, Daddy.  I need your dick in me!"

	Dave positioned his horsecock at the entrance and pushed gently.
I was eager and ready for him.  I pushed back, trying to get more cock
up my hole.  Dave could read those signs easily and let his dick sink
all the way to the pubic hair as he rested completely on my bare back.

	"Like it?" Dave asked hoarsely.

	"You've got the nicest cock in the world," I proclaimed.  "Now,
fuck me with it like you fucked Kurt this morning."

	"With pleasure," Dave almost shouted.

	Dave set up a faster pace than I had earlier, but instead of
each thrust being slow, Dave's were like rockets.  Each one raced in,
ground in his pubic hair to my asshole, and withdrew to just the crown
of his dick being inside.  He hammered my butt over and over.  I met
each thrust with a groan and a cry for more.  Dave increased his pace,
fucking at a frantic pace, knowing he'd cum too soon.  But, I'd wanted
to be fucked like Kurt had and he'd really lain it to the kid this morning.

	"I wanna watch you as you cum," I said as I twisted around and
threw my legs over Dave's shoulders, but not dislodging his big dick up
my hungry hole.  "Yeah!  Now fuck me!"

	Dave's pace had stopped for the position change, but had increased
even beyond where he'd been before.  His dickhead was swelling and he
could feel his toes tingle.  This was going to be a big climax.  He rode
my butt hard, slamming his hips into my hot butt, burying his cum shooter
to the hilt each time.

	Dave was trying to hold at a point just before his climax was
inevitable and fuck me with just the tip of his dick.  That would get me
to cum with him again with all that friction against my prostate.  But,
Dave had a memory lapse, forgetting my skills as a bottom.  Before Dave
could pull himself back from the abyss, I'd shoved him over into a
shattering climax.  I wanted it, bad!  And Dave's attempt at holding back
wasn't gonna happen.

	I rolled up on my shoulders with Dave fucking straight down into
my ass.  My knees were pinned by my ears as Dave raced to his climax,
knowing he was well beyond holding back.  I grabbed a handful of Dave's
butt cheeks with each hand and pulled my lover hard into me.  Dave shot
once and then again, bellowing out each volley.

	"Yeah!  Fuck me, Daddy!  Fuck me, HARD!"  I chanted with each wave
of Dave's climax.  Although Dave had a condom on, I was sure I could feel
each jet of cum slam into my thirsty hole.  Again, Dave shot.  His body
jerked again, then again.  This climax was the best one he'd had in weeks.
His lover sure knew how to make him happy in bed, I grinned widely.

	As his climax subsided, Dave pulled his cock out and stripped off
the condom.  "I'll bet you want this, don't you," Dave asked.

	"I worked for it.  Of course, I want it," I replied as I snared
it from Dave's fingers.  I upended the condom and drank the still hot
cum.  "It's always good," I smiled.  "I can't seem to get enough of you,"
I added.

	We lay together in bed and drifted off to sleep.  By noon, the
general noises of a Saturday in the neighborhood finally roused us.  After
another quick shower, we headed outside to get some gardening done.

	Meanwhile, Kurt had gone home, showered, changed clothes and
headed for the gym.  His parents asked a few questions about how his
birthday night had been, but didn't press.  He only said it was enjoyable
and smiled.  His dad nodded knowingly, but truthfully had no idea what
his eldest son had been doing.

	At the gym, Kurt worked out hard.  All that sex had been great,
but he needed to work out to really keep fit.  He noticed a black and
white couple working out at the same time.  He thought they might be
football players from their builds and the familiarity they showed to a
couple of guys he knew were on the professional team.  One of them, he
and Will had fucked with and the other Will had pointed out.  But, the
other guys did look a little too old to be current players.  Maybe, they
were retired or connected to the team in some other way.  Or, they could
just be a couple of guys working out at the gym.

	He'd noticed that the two older guys were looking him over.  He
smiled at them and they smiled back.  He didn't think anything more about
it until he was in the showers.  Much as he enjoyed the nearly nonstop
sex with Dave and Mike, Kurt was still a horny teenager with hormones to
spare.

	As he finished undressing and was striding toward the showers,
the two men came into the dressing room.  They looked even better up
close.  "How's it goin'?" the tall, black man asked Kurt.

	"Good," he replied.  "Always glad when the workout is over,
though," he added with an engaging smile.  The two men openly appraised
Kurt's muscled nakedness.  They smiled back at him.

	"Yeah.  The shower's the best part of the workout," the white,
beefy guy winked.

	Kurt continued on toward the showers, but looked at the mirrored
wall ahead.  The two men he'd just talked to were scoping out Kurt's
beefy, muscular ass, legs, and back.  He smiled to himself as he figured
out what was going on (for sure).  He turned the corner before entering
the shower, looked back, and smiled at the two men, again.  It was his
best "come-fuck-me look".

	They didn't seem to react.  Maybe, I'm not reading this right,
Kurt wondered to himself as he turned on one of the nozzles in the gang
showers.  He soaped up his tired muscles with special attention to his
well-fucked asshole.  He thought it would hurt for sure, but it didn't.
Must be all that cum they shot into me, he mused.  Rubbing soap over his
butthole made him think of the night before.  That was some fuckfest, he
thought.  I'm sure glad Mike and Dave like fucking.  I'll have to go back
soon for another session.  I almost regret not having dicks up my butt
for the last four years.  But, it was worth the wait, he told himself.
He smiled again at his conclusion.

	All that reminiscing and absent-mindedly soaping his asshole had
gotten his dick nearly hard.  It had lengthened out to more than 8" and
was starting to rise dramatically.  Before he could turn around to hide
it or cool the water to make it shrink, the two men he'd spoken to earlier
walked in.  Both smiled an acknowledgement to him, but smiled even more
broadly and nodded knowingly to each other when they looked at Kurt's
almost hard dick.

	Kurt blushed and turned around.  The two men took showers on
either side of him.  Kurt was too embarrassed to say anything that would
sound inane, so he said nothing, willing his dick to shrink.  But the
more he willed it, the more it refused.  He even tried shutting his eyes
and thinking of something else, but that didn't work, either.  He kept
seeing the black guy's long, flaccid dick as he and the white guy had
walked into the shower room.

	Finally, he decided that he should at least acknowledge his
hard-on and say something about teenager hormones.  He opened his eyes
and was ready to speak when he automatically glanced over at the black
man.  He'd seen the guy's dick as he came into the shower and it was a
nice one, but what he was looking at now was a monster.  It was almost
as big as Dave's and didn't even look like it was hard yet.  He knew
his dick would get hard in a few seconds if he kept looking at the
black guy's rod.  So, he looked over at the other guy.  The white guy's
dick was hard as steel and pointing straight at him.

	The white guy smiled at him and said, "You gotta a nice dick
there, son.  Makes mine look tiny."

	"Um, well, uh, I think it's probably hormones," Kurt stammered.
"Seems to do it all the time."  There was no point in trying to hide it,
now.  Kurt's cock had gone from semi-hard to steel in a matter of five
seconds after he saw the white guy's "woody".

	"Yeah, a real nice one."  The black man's baritone reverberated
in the shower room, even though it was a throaty whisper.

	"Well, I...," Kurt started.  He couldn't finish what he was going
to say.  He only stared at the hardening, enormous black cock that was
pointed at him and pulsing.  The black man seemed to tower over Kurt even
though they were the same height.  But, the guy was a mountain.  And that
giant dick of his was enormous.  Even bigger than Dave's he decided.
Kurt's cock jumped at the sight and throbbed wildly.  If he hadn't had
so much sex in the last day, Kurt was sure he would have cum right there
on the big, black man.

	"Yeah, real nice," repeated the black mountain.  Kurt stared like
a bird watching a snake as the black man reached out and stroked Kurt's
thick, curved 11" rammer.  The white guy stroked Kurt's ass and offered
his own dick for Kurt to stroke.  Without hesitation (and forgetting
where he was), Kurt reached for both dicks and stroked them.  Like velvet
over hot steel, Kurt could feel their heartbeats in each thick prick.

	"Feels good, doesn't it?" the baritone voice asked.

	"Um," was all Kurt could say.

	"This feels better," the black man crooned.  Like a big cat, the
mountain moved.  Bending at the waist, the black man engulfed Kurt's
jerking pole to the pubes.  Kurt wanted to hold out for just a few
minutes to enjoy the incredible blowjob he was getting.  But, the man
sucking his dick was an expert.  In less than 30 seconds from contact,
Kurt was flooding his benefactor's mouth with his sweet nectar.  The man
continued to suck, hoping to get the last drop out of Kurt's shrinking
dick.

	Kurt finally pulled the man off his dick when it got too
sensitive to continue.  "Damn!" Kurt whispered.  "That was sensational!"

	"Glad you enjoyed it," the man said, wiping his mouth with the
back of his hand and smiling.

	"Can I do that for you?" Kurt asked.  He wasn't sure if it was
okay.  If they were a couple, they may have rules about what they can do
with someone else.

	"It's all yours, Kid," the black man said as he pressed his 13"
cock to the boy's face.  "If you don't want me to cum in your mouth, just
push me away.  You'll know when I'm about to cum."  The man smiled again.

	Kurt dove for the prize and gulped it almost completely down.
"Damn!  What a cocksucker!  Take it easy, Boy!" the black man nearly
shouted.  Kurt wondered if that comment were heard outside in the locker
room.  Then he wondered if they would get caught.  But, the big, black
dick down his throat pushed those concerns aside.  Kurt wasn't able to
deep-throat the man, but he sure tried.  He'd almost deep-throated Dave,
but this one was easily bigger AND longer.

	The man didn't face-fuck Kurt.  He let the man-boy take his
obsidian pecker at his own pace.  And the pace the kid had set up had
his balls boiling already.  This isn't going to take very long, Randy
thought.  Kurt was enjoying tonguing the long shaft.  The man tasted
good to him.  All that leaking precum was delicious.  About as good as
Dave, he surmised.  Wonder how his cum tastes, he mused.

	Without warning, Kurt felt hands on his ass.  Then, a tongue
darted into his asshole.  Must be the white guy, he thought.  Kurt
relaxed and let the man rim him.

	Chuck was enjoying eating out the teenager.  This kid knew what
to do.  He'd already spread his legs so Chuck could get deeper inside.
Chuck noticed the faint taste of cum.  He smiled to himself.  This big
man/child likes dick up his asshole.  And we'll have to see just how
much he does.

	Chuck was going to rise and fuck the kid when he noticed someone
come in.  From the corner of his eye, he could see it was the club
attendant.  Rather than fuck the kid here, he'd take him home and really
do him right.  The attendant circled the men once looking for an opening.
He saw it when Kurt shifted to spread his ass farther for Chuck's tongue.
The attendant saw that Kurt had a big boner that was probably full of hot
cum.  And hot cum was one of his favorite foods.

	A mouth suddenly started sucking his dick.  Kurt blissfully
thought it was Chuck until he decided it couldn't be if the same guy was
still eating his ass.  But, he decided he didn't care right at the
moment, because Randy was very close to cumming and he wanted that black
man's cum.  He wanted to compare it to the other black men he'd been
with.

	Randy began to moan louder and louder.  His climax was being
signaled in case Kurt wanted to pull off.  But, he wanted that cream
he'd worked so hard for.  The guy who'd been sucking his dick, pulled
off of Kurt and latched on to Chuck's.  Chuck had been beating his meat
as he was eating Kurt's butt.  The attendant already knew that Chuck
had great tasting cum and a lot of it, and the kid didn't seem to be
ready to shoot, yet.

	Chuck was the first to fire.  He'd been hovering on the edge of
 a climax while he'd been eating Kurt's hole and jerking off.  The
addition of an expert sucking mouth was too much to resist.  Chuck's
moaning triggered his lover's floodgates.  Randy humped once and poured
out wave after wave of jism into Kurt's eager mouth.  Kurt swallowed
the black man's nectar, then again.  It was good, he decided.  Different
from Dave's and Mike's, but good.

	The attendant pulled off of Chuck's spent dick and started to
jerk his own rod.  Kurt quickly moved to assist with his mouth.  The man
continued to beat his meat, but Kurt licked the tip, finally closing his
lips over the head.  Randy squeezed the attendant's balls like he liked
it done.  Chuck twisted the man's nipples gently.  That was the last
key.  The attendant spewed forth his load, which Kurt hungrily drank
down.  He continued to suck on the man's cock until he pulled it away.

	Kurt returned to his shower as if nothing had happened.  Randy
reached out and cupped Kurt's balls and flipped his dick out of the way.
"That was a real treat you delivered there, young man.  How'd you like to
deliver your next load up my tight ass?"

	The teenager wasn't sure what to say, but the thought of fucking
such a big man's ass was very tempting.  He reached over and touched
Randy's butt, admiring the smooth muscularity of it.  "I really like
big white dicks up my butt," Randy pressed.  Kurt smiled.

	"As long as I get equal time with that big rammer of yours up my
butt," Kurt replied with a big grin.

	"My name's Randy," the black coach said.

	"I'm Kurt," responded the teenager.

	"And this is my lover, Chuck," Randy said of the white man who'd
so skillfully eaten Kurt's hole.

	"I sure hope you guys come as a set," Kurt offered.  "I'd love to
get to know both of you better."

	"We do," answered Chuck.  "And I'm also hoping that you'll fuck
me with that beauty," he added as he replaced Randy's hand with his own
on Kurt's growing dick.

	"Love these young ones," Randy smiled.  "Always ready."

	The attendant had left the shower room, but returned in a rush.
"Company," he said in a low tone.  Kurt and the coaches returned to the
showers.  Kurt tried hard to get his prick to settle down, but was only
partially successful.

	The trio of men coming into the shower looked like bodybuilders.
The muscle men quietly appraised the three tall men, but went back to
their conversation at a second shower post, seemingly ignoring or not
seeing the hard dicks.  Randy winked at Kurt and smiled.  "Some men don't
know what they're missing," he winked again.

	Later, at the coaches' home, Kurt found out that they were the
coaches that Will had talked about so much.  The coaches discovered that
Kurt was the reason that Will had missed the last team party (fuck party,
really).  When Kurt mentioned that he'd spent the night with Dave and Mike,
the coaches wanted to hear all about it.

	After many couplings in which all three got fucked at least twice,
Kurt drove back to his parents' home to rest.  Randy had fucked Kurt
twice and Chuck had done him once, but Kurt fucked both of them twice
with climaxes each time.  He enjoyed both men nearly equally.  Randy sure
had a giant dick, but Chuck's butthole was more welcoming and talented
than any he'd enjoyed since Mike.

	It had been very busy and VERY sexual 24 hours.  It was good to
get back to his own bed and sleep.

				Expecting!


	"I'm going to be a father!" crowed Duane to his brother by phone.

	"Congratulations!" we exclaimed together into phone receivers in
different rooms.  Duane had made sure that Carol was on the extension at
their house and that I was on one here.

	"It gets even better," Carol gushed.

	"What's better than being parents?" I asked.

	"It's twins!" Carol replied in nearly a shout.

	"You're kidding," Dave cried in amazement.  "Twins?"

	"The ultrasound tests showed it conclusively today,"
Duane chimed in.

	"Kinda early for that," I observed.

	"Well, we went in for the amnio test and they did the ultrasound
at the same visit," Carol replied.  "You really keep up on this medical
stuff, don't you, Mike."

	"A hazard of the job," I replied.

	"This is unbelievable," Dave almost whispered.  "Twins."

	"Well, I told you it was baby weekend and I was sure right!" Carol
reminded us.  She had said as much when they were here a few months ago.
And she was certainly filled by two willing men with lots of baby-making
sperm.  On second thought, Duane could still be shooting blanks, so they
could be Dave's kids.  Although in the back of my mind, I remembered the
condom breaking when Carol and I did our one coupling.  One or both of
those kids could be mine, instead!

	"Uh, Carol," I started.

	"Yeah, Carol," Dave waved me off with a shaking of his head.
"This is terrific.  What is the expected delivery date?"

	"Well, twins can come early," Carol admitted, "so I'm going to be
told to stay off my feet for the last couple of months.  The delivery
should occur sometime in May if we are lucky or April if we aren't."

	"Again, congrats, Carol.  And you too, Duane.  You guys will be
wonderful parents," Dave said.

	The conversation turned to more mundane items like how the rest
of the family was and how they'd taken the news.  We found out that no
one else knew yet.  We were the first because of the possibility that
Dave was the father.  They took it all in stride like it was still
nothing to be concerned about.  Dave was still not completely comfortable
with it, but if they were, he should be.  They had also asked us when we'd
be down for a visit.  Without specifying a date, we did promise to come
down before Carol got much farther along and wouldn't be allowed out of
bed.

	After hanging up, I asked Dave what he was feeling.  I thought it
better to get him to talk about it than to ignore it.

	"I'm not sure what I feel right now," Dave finally answered.
"At the time, it was a good idea.  Now, I'm not so sure."

	"Okay, so what has changed in the meantime," I pressed.

	Dave was silent.  Then, he smiled.  "Nothing, I suppose.  I think
it's probably the reality of these kids being mine.  It was so theoretical
before."

	"Perhaps, OURS!" I corrected.

	Dave smiled again.  "Yeah, that's sure possible.  Or, even just
yours!"  He broke into a big grin.  "Can you believe it?  A couple of
queers are going to be fathers!"

	I laughed.  "We can learn a 'skill'."

	"I think we already knew how to make babies.  We've both had the
experience with women," Dave added.  "Still...."

	"Yeah, still....  Come to think of it," I added, "your brother
isn't exactly the straightest.  If he's the father, then the kids were
still made by a queer, or a bisexual, at the very least."

	Both of us considered the possibilities and the impacts.  What
a peculiar situation we were all in.

	"By the way, Dave, when are we going to break the news to them
that I could be the father?"

	"I was thinking about doing it face to face when we go down there.
I thought it was too important to do it over the phone.  That's why I
waved you off the subject."

	"I thought it was something like that."

	"Well, we should plan on getting down there for a long weekend at
the very least," Dave said.  "When could you get, say, a week off?"

	"I don't think there would be any problem. Lord knows, I've got
the vacation time accumulated.  How about you?" I asked.

	"I've got a couple of cases to review for court dates, but I
think I'll know that within a couple of days.  I was thinking of going
next month.  How does that sound?"

	"Just let me know and I'll put it on the calendar.  I'll let my
boss know that I'm planning on taking a week off soon.  He likes to be
given lots of notice when I'll be out for a week.  He's never denied me
the time.  He just has to get used to the idea."

	With that settled, we decided it was time for bed.  Kurt had kept
us up most of the night with his nearly constant pleas to get fucked
(to which we happily complied).  But, we needed the rest after a fuckfest
like that.

	As we slipped into bed, the phone rang.  It was Kurt.

	"I wanted to say thanks, again, for the great time you guys showed
me last night," he started.  "I'll be happy to repeat it anytime you guys
want it."  I groaned inwardly.  I wasn't sure I could keep up with the
randy teenager.  "By the way, I met the coaches at the gym today.  I
believe you know them?"

	"Yeah," I replied, "we know them."  I was trying not to reveal
too much about what we'd been doing with them.

	"Well, I sure know them well, now," he laughed.  "I was over at
their house this afternoon and got fucked and sucked and did the same to
them.  Randy sure likes big white dicks up his ass!"

	"I've noticed," I observed.  "I'll bet he really liked yours."

	"He didn't complain, except when I pulled it out.  Same complaint
from Chuck," Kurt laughed again.

	"And I'm sure you enjoyed being topped by them as well," I added
casually.

	"Oh, yeah!  Randy has such a huge dick and Chuck has great
technique and really nice dick, too.  They make a great couple."

	"Yes, they do," I agreed.

	"You guys looking for another good time tonight?" Kurt asked
innocently.

	I groaned aloud this time.

	"I'll take that as a 'no'.  How about a raincheck, then?" the
horny teenager continued.

	"That'll work.  We just need to recover.  You worked us over
pretty good last night," I added.

	"There's lots more where that came from."

	I could see his eyes sparkling even through the phone.  The kid
loved sex!

	"I'm sure there is.  You going to call Will tonight and screw his
brains out for him?" I asked trying to get the subject away from us.

	"Hadn't thought about it.  I probably need the rest myself.  I've
been getting fucked and fucking most of the last 24 hours."

	"Give us that raincheck," I suggested.  "We'll be happy to cash
it for you.  But, not tonight."  I looked over at Dave.  He was already
asleep.

	"Shall do.  Thanks again for the great time.  Now that I know
that you know the coaches, we have stories to trade," he laughed.

	"That we do!"

	We broke the connection and I slipped into bed.  Dave only mumbled
softly as I stroked his shoulder.  He was out for the count.  I was not
far behind him.


				The Trainer

	The following week, Dave and I worked out at the gym three times
before Friday.  On Tuesday, I finished my reps earlier than Dave and headed
to the showers.  He said he'd be following after another circuit on three
machines.  Peeling off my sweat-drenched clothes, I grabbed my towel and
headed for the showers.  The trainer who closed up several nights and
serviced the late workout men was already in the shower.  He smiled and
nodded in my direction.

	His body was as rippling as I'd remembered it.  Working at a gym
had lots of benefits besides other men to have sex with.  Free weights
and Nautilus machines were clearly something he'd taken advantage of.
At 5'10" tall and 210 pounds, he was very heavily muscled.  Even his ass
showed the benefits of a hard workout.  It wasn't swollen with mass like
his arms, shoulders, and legs, but rather hard and lean.  His legs were
so muscled that his balls and dick couldn't hang between the legs, but
were pushed away from his body giving his basket a very full look when
he wore clothes.

	But, in the shower room, he wasn't wearing anything except a smile.
I chose the shower next to his.  He'd turned his back to me for a few
moments after I came in, but turned around again when I moved next to him.
His body glistened and rippled under the warm torrent from the showerhead.
He started a conversation about nothing in particular, but quickly got it
around to the good times he'd been having nearly every night that he closed
the place.  In recounting his experiences, his dick started to swell and
rise.  He didn't seem to care about getting a hard-on in front of me.  In
fact, I think he was doing it on purpose.  He'd been very clear in his
desire to bed both Dave and I on numerous occasions.  It had just never
worked out.

	More than once, he bent over to wash his feet, exposing his
asshole to me.  His flexing hole winked invitingly each time.  On the
fourth bend over, I reached out and stroked his ass crack with my middle
finger.  The needy sphincter grasped at my digit each time I grazed
over it.  He was making it very clear what he wanted from me.

	Assuming that I'd gotten the message, he turned off his shower
and left the shower room, moving straight to the sauna.  As he opened
the door, he smiled at me again, and motioned me to follow him.  I turned
off my shower, and with my erection leading the way, I followed.

	Remembering that I didn't fuck with men without Dave, I looked for
him as I passed the opening to the dressing area.  Dave had just finished
and was pulling off his shoes.  He looked up as I waved my dick at him.
With my head, I motioned for him to follow me into the sauna.  He smiled
in acknowledgement.  Opening the door to the sauna, I saw the trainer
completely bent over with hands spreading both asscheeks, beckoning me
to enter this butt.  I moved behind him.  Instead of fucking him, I
started to lick his hole with my tongue.  He was definitely into that as
his loud moans described.

	After a couple of minutes eating his ass, I said, "If you wanna
get fucked, you're gonna suck my dick first."  He readily agreed.  I
moved to the upper benches and spread my legs for him.  He immediately
dove for my dick, engulfing it completely with his hot mouth and throat.
I noticed Dave through the smoky-glassed door.  I mentioned to the trainer
that we were being joined, but not to worry.  The guy was my lover and the
trainer knew what a nice dick and ass Dave had.

	The door swung gently open, complaining hinges announcing the
arrival.  The trainer was bent over, still sucking my dick.  Dave knew
that an ass that nice had to be eaten.  Brandishing two condoms which he
laid on the lower bench (how'd he know what was going on?), Dave's tongue
speared the lucky trainer's butthole for the second time in minutes.

	The trainer wiggled his ass to let Dave know that he appreciated
his oral attention, but continued sucking my dick.  If it were the
trainer's intention to suck me dry, he was doing a great job of getting
my nuts to boil.  Dave could tell by my moans that he'd better stop eating
the guy's asshole and start fucking.  He rolled a condom on to his black
fuckpole and easily entered the trainer's butt.

	I watched raptly as Dave's 11" disappeared into the muscled butt
of my oral benefactor.  When Dave's horsecock was nearly completely buried,
the trainer's throat rumbled around my cockhead.  That was all it took.
I couldn't hold back even if I'd wanted to.   And, I didn't want to!

	Cum poured from my pulsing rod in great rivers of hot male lava.
I felt him swallow twice trying to capture all of my love juices.  My
moans and thrusts into the bent-over stud triggered Dave to his high-speed
fucking mode.  The trainer pulled off my dick as the last drops of sperm
oozed out.  He straightened up, grabbing Dave's ass with both hands and
pulled Dave hard into his butthole.

	The trainer was begging to be fucked hard and deep.  His dick was
waving madly, trailing precum in a wet, webbed circle.  Recovering rapidly,
I instantly recognized an opportunity to suck off this hot stud's thick
dick.  It didn't take more than 10 seconds of my mouth on his knob before
he was filling my throat with at least as much hot sperm as I'd filled his.
The waves of climax crashed through his body, punctuated by grasping
spasms of his ass muscles around Dave's hard fuck post.

	Dave needed no more signals to unload his bloated ballsac.  With
a grimace and a loud grunt, he rammed hard into the bodybuilder, nearly
lifting the impaled male from the floor.  Each climax peak caused Dave
to jam his dick deeper and more sharply into the stud we were servicing.

	Ecstasy filled the hot sauna room.

	In another moment, we had all decided it was too hot in there.
As Dave collected the condom wrapper and the unused one, we all looked
toward the door.  Two men had just finished coupling outside.  Watching
us rut had turned them on enough that the one getting fucked had cum
all over the door glass.  The guy fucking his ass was just hitting his
climax.  The men jerked and weaved as their climaxes pulled their finer
coordination from them.  At least, they didn't fall to the floor.

	The three of us in the sauna applauded and smiled at their show.
They gave us embarrassed smiles and applauded us back.  After all, we had
provided quite a show for them.  The five satisfied men moved to the
showers to cool off and rinse off the accumulated fuck juices.  As we
dried off in the changing area, Dave suggested to me that we take our
stud bodybuilder home and really have a fuck session.  I was more than
willing.  This guy was at least a great cocksucker and from the way
Dave smiled, I knew he was a great bottom.  Besides, that thick dick on
the guy was worth a test sit anyway.

	The guy instantly agreed.  For the next three hours at home, we
fucked, sucked, and drank sperm.  The guy was as insatiable as he seemed
to be at the gym with the other guys when he was closing the gym.  He
certainly kept us busy fucking his ass or sucking his dick.  I enjoyed
getting fucked by his thick hose as did Dave.  But, what he liked the
most was getting fucked repeatedly by both Dave and I.

	As he left the house, he said that now that he knew how good Dave
and I were as sexual partners, he would be sure to service us every time
we were at the gym.  We told him that we'd sure consider his "generous"
offer.


So, who fathered the babies?  Will Mike and Dave have more fun with Kurt
and the trainer?
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