From: azmale@goodnet.com (Satry)
Subject: Fisting Jack
Date: Wed, 19 Jun 1996 16:14:30 GMT
Organization: GoodNet

FISTING JACK

His name is Jack we had known each other since grammar school and were
the
best of friends. I felt I could tell Jack anything.  Well almost
anything.
 When you're in the 7th grade  it's kind of hard telling your best
friend
that you're gay and have a crush on him.  After we graduated high
school it
seemed everyone moved away and went their own separate ways.  I didn't
hear
from Jack for another ten years... 

Until one day I received a letter from him telling me he was gay and
that he
had heard that I was too. He said he thought it was about time we got
together.  We started writing to each other on a regular basis.  The
first
couple of letters were very informative he was living in San Francisco
and
was a police officer.  He said he went to the gym and liked to work
out.
 From the picture he sent he liked it a lot.

Jack was 34 still had jet black hair and the greenest eyes I've ever
seen.
 His body reminded me of the guy in the coke commercial and the
picture he
sent of himself had me thirsting for more than just  a coke. I've
always
thought hairy guys were hot but Jack was a heart stopper.  Thick hair
ran all
over his chest then tapered down to his crotch  where it sprouted
again
across his ass and legs. His arms were incredible.  Looking at the
large vein
that traveled from his wrist up over his huge bicep and into his
shoulder was
enough to give me a raging hard-on.  Jack's nipples were the largest
I've
ever seen and completely surrounded by hair.  I was fantasizing about
licking
and chewing on them but  what I was really interested in was his huge
cock. I
dreamed of swallowing his meat and devouring his masculine musky
scent.  I
decided to fly to San Francisco  and meet my boyhood friend as a man.

The thoughts of Jack and what I wanted to do when we finally met again
made
it difficult to walk through the terminal at the airport.  Then
suddenly  I
saw him in person.  Waiting for me when I got off the plane His smile
almost
made me cum.  He must have known what was going through my mind
because when
we embraced he placed his crotch  as close as possible to mine.  I'm
not
positive but I think he must have been just as excited as I based on
the
bulge I thought I felt pressing against me.  Jack lived in Sausalito
it took
awhile to get there from the airport.  We talked nonstop  the entire
time
 and by the time we got there Jack new my entire life history and I
was ready
to hear his.  Jack said he would fill me in on all the sordid details
later
and suggested we both get cleaned up. I wanted to change out of the
hot
clothes I'd been wearing.  I knew things were in motion when he said
he was
going to strip out of his clothes and get into a pair of swimming
trunks.
  He led me to my room and showed me where everything was then went to
his
room to change.
 
I had just gotten out of the shower when I heard talking outside.  The
bathroom overlooked the patio by the pool.  Jack was standing talking
on the
phone in the skimpiest suit I had ever seen.  It was really nothing
more than
a modified posing strap, and did nothing  to cover his massive crotch.
I was
amazed at how comfortable he was in front of me.  If he could be so at
ease I
could too.  I started thinking about how I could turn him on the way
he was
turning me on. 
 
I yelled to him from the window and he waved me down, saying if I
needed a
suit there were some on the bed, which he had laid out while I was in
the
shower.  When I looked they were all the same style bikini as his, not
quite
as skimpy but just as sexy.  I put on the sheerest most transparent
one that
I could find.  I checked myself out in the mirror, the hair on my
chest
tapered just under my pecs and a thin line ran down and trailed into
my suit.


I walked out onto the patio and stood and stared at Jack's incredible
body.
 He noticed my stares and the first words out of his grinning mouth
were to
compliment me.  He walked over to where I was standing  and already
starting
to break into a sweat, and eyed my from top to bottom.  Without a
single
word, he reached out and very slowly began to run his hands from my
shoulders
over my chest and nipples, sending waves of excitement through my
body, then
running his finger down the trail of hair that disappeared into my
suit. My
mind was in a fog.  Could this really be my boyhood friend.  He knew
exactly
what he was doing to me.  I reached out to steady myself, feeling
almost as
if I were going to pass out, and grabbed two handfuls of solid muscle.
He
smiled and pulled me close to him.  We both fell into each others
arms.
 After a minute or two to catch my breath we looked at each other and
Jack
said he didn't think he needed to explain anything about his feelings
toward
me.

We started laughing and joking with each other, and he kept telling me
how
great I looked and how he'd love to see me work out with him at the
gym. I
said I was ready anytime he was and that I couldn't wait to see his
body in
action.  He smiled, walked over, and straddled a lounge chair and
lowered
himself into it. With his massive legs  spread apart, he grinned and
told me
to come over and oil him up.  I grabbed the bottle, and started to
pour some
into my hand, he told me not to play around, to take off the top and
pour it
right on his chest. He lay back and put his arms above his head, and I
poured.  After emptying about half the bottle on his chest, I began to
slowly
rub the oil in, plastering his thick hair onto his skin.  I rubbed the
oil up
his neck and down over his shoulders and into the thick black hair of
his
armpits. I started to make small patterns in his armpit hair.  He
started to
moan in anticipation of me working over the rest of his body.  After a
few
moments I moved back to his chest and started concentrating on his
nipples. I
began to lightly pinch and pull on them.  This started to make him
breath
harder and I could see even through all the oil that he was beginning
to
sweat.  I began to move down his stomach and just before I reached for
the
pouch in his bikini he grabbed my arms and told me to take off my
trunks and
ripped off his own bikini.

I threw my trunks aside, and I was about to continue my massage, when
I was
stopped dead in my tracks at the sight of Jack's huge erect cock.  It
had to
be at least ten inches and was beginning to throb in the hot sun.
Jack
grabbed the bottle of oil and poured the entire contents onto his
thick
crotch hair.  Then with both hands, he began to massage the oil over
the
lower portion of his body and as far down his thighs as his hands
could
reach.  He parted his legs and oiled his balls and slowly began to run
both
his hands up and down his huge pulsating shaft.

I had begun to work on my own cock and balls, and was fully erect and
totally
covered in sweat as I watched him work himself into a sexual frenzy.
He was
staring intensely at me when he let go of his dick, fell back on the
chair
and in a low groan said that I knew what to do next.  Without a word I
smiled
and climbed up onto the chair and straddled his hips and I slowly
lowered
myself onto his cock and in one long slow dive took the entire shaft
up my
ass until I could feel the warm oil covered hair on my cheeks.  We
both let
out a sigh, and as I relaxed my ass around his cock, I could feel it
settle
itself into the farthest reaches of my ass.  After a few minutes I
started to
rise then lower myself along the entire length of his rod, slowly at
first
then building to a good comfortable speed.  Chills were running up my
spine,
as I couldn't get enough of the guy who was thrusting to meet my
strokes and
letting my sweat drip onto his beautiful muscle covered body.  He
reached
down and grabbed my dick and began jerking it rapidly.  I wasn't going
to be
able to hold off much longer.  Just thinking of and feeling his thick
rod
sliding against my prostate, I couldn't hold off.  With a loud groan,
I shot
my load across his chest and literally covered his handsome, tanned
face with
my cum.  It dripped over his eyes and down the sides of his nose.  He
opened
his mouth and let it drip onto his outstretched tongue as the white
fluid
flowed down his cheeks and neck.  I don't  think I've come so much in
my
life.

Jack suddenly grabbed my hips and moaned that he was about to cum.  I
said I
wanted to see it, and before he had a chance to hold me down, I got
off his
cock and lay between his legs.  I grabbed his cock and began to lick
the
entire shaft as the first shot came out. I aimed his dick and took
every bit
onto my face. licking and chewing on the head as if my life depended
on it.
 After the flow stopped, Jack took me and pulled me up to his face and
we
both began to lick each other's face and taste our own cum.

I don't know how long I stayed on top of him, but after we rested, we
took a
dive into the pool to help bring ourselves back to earth.  After we
got out
and dried off, Jack said he had invited Steve the man he'd been dating
over
for a swim and that he thought I would be interested in meeting him.
Jack
promised I wouldn't be disappointed.  He said they both had something
interesting to show me and after what had just happened that I would
enjoy
it.

About an hour later the doorbell rang, and Jack went to answer it
while I
stayed on the patio.  When he came back the best looking guy next to
Jack
followed him in he was about six foot, the same size as Jack and
rippling
with muscles. 

Jack came up behind Steve, put his arms around him and began rubbing
his
chest with one hand, and reached over and began rubbing my dick and
balls
with the other.  After a few minutes Steve suggested I get better
acquainted
by doing a little cocksucking.  I fell to my knees and took the entire
shaft
down my throat until my lips were buried in his course crotch hair.  I
began
to raise my head up and down and Steve squirmed to meet the action.  I
glanced down and saw Jack coming underneath to take Steve's huge ball
sack in
his mouth, beginning his own action on his lover's body.

A few minutes later Steve pulled away, and we both got to our feet.
Steve
said he felt it was time to really play, and Jack agreed.  They both
winked
at each other and Steve began to get things started.

I watched as Jack got down on all four and spread his legs as far
apart as he
could while sticking his ass in the air.  He told me to slide
underneath him,
mouth to cock, and I hurriedly did so.  Steve got down on his knees
behind
Jack, took a large bottle of oil and slowly poured it between Jacks
upturned
cheeks.  I watched as the oil trailed over Jack's hair -covered
asshole and
down over his massive balls and dripped onto my chin and neck.  Steve
began
to massage the oil in with one hand and with the other hand, began to
work on
the low hanging balls in front of him.  In the meantime, Jack was
starting to
nibble at my crotch and lick my shaft and balls.

I watched as Steve suddenly inserted two fingers into the oil-slicked
hole
and began rotating them around.  After a few more seconds he inserted
two
more, and Jack began to moan and squirm.

With a quick motion Steve folded his thumb into the palm of his hand
and then
Jack's  ass seemed to swallow his arm halfway up the forearm.  Steve
stopped
and let the now pulsating ass relax around his arm. I was totally in
awe at
the sight above me, and began to lick and chew on Jack's low hanging
nuts.  I
don't think I took my eyes off the incredible sight. Steve lightly
slapped
the cheeks in front of him and said Jack was ready for some long range
fisting. Jack lifted his head from my crotch and said he agreed.
Then, as
Steve pushed, Jack groaned and pushed back, impaling himself on what
seemed
like the entire arm past the elbow.

I couldn't lie back any longer and pulled my head up and began licking
around
Jack's stretched hole and up Steve's muscular arm, tasting their
sweat, oil,
and ass juices. Every time Steve pulled back I got a face full of
juice from
these two muscled studs.  The friction Steve was building seem to send
my
boyhood friend into orbit, his groans were getting louder and louder
with
each movement.  I alternately licked Steve's arm and Jack's hole,
balls, and
inflated cock, not knowing or caring which I should spend more time
on.

After what seem like an hour or more,  Jack shuddered and Steve very
slowly
slid his arm out.  I was drenched by the fluids that dripped from his
wide-open ass and held my mouth open to catch as much as I could.  My
heart
was beating as though it was going to burst from my chest.  But I had
to get
as much as I could.  Steve removed his hand and shot his face down
into the
gaping hole to help me clean it up.  In seconds, Steve's face was
covered in
sweat and his lover's ass juices.  He groaned and began slapping
Jack's
cheeks with excitement.

I'd had enough and with no warning, I shot my load into the air.  Jack
began
to lick it up as it landed on my stomach and crotch, and finally he
fell down
onto me, totally wiped out.  After a few minutes, he recovered and
looked
down at Steve and me.  He grinned and said that we owned Steve some
thanks.
 Steve laid back, and both Jack and I joined together to give him one
of the
best blowjobs he'd ever had.  He shot what seemed like gallons into
our
mouths and onto our faces.  After we rested, Steve asked how I liked
their
version of sloppy sex.  I told them it was the most erotic thing I had
ever
gone through and couldn't wait for more.  Jack said that we'd better
rest up
and get back to normal for a while.  He told us that tomorrow, he
would take
me around town and the three of us could get together at the gym for a
good
workout.  Steve stayed for dinner and said he would leave early to let
Jack
and I catch up on past events. 
 
It was the most incredible reunion I had ever experienced and gave me
many
hot fantasies for the future.......