Date: Mon, 14 Jun 2010 20:58:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Nooger Ballsfad <noogerballsfad@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hairy Maintenance Man - 4

Disclaimer: This story contains graphic details of a sexual encounter
between multiple adult, consenting males. If you disapprove of such
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	"Nice boy you got here, Jim," said Hank.
	"Oh, I know, he's one of a kind," said Jim, "Care to inspect him?"
	"Oh, it'd be my pleasure," Hank replied, a grin spreading across
his face. Though usually I object to being spoken of as if I'm not in the
room, today was an exception. I took a step back from Hank and Jim,
expecting them to look me over. I spread my arms out a bit and glanced up
at Hank, giving him a 'So what do you think?' type look. Hank looked at me
as if I were insane.
	"What kind of inspection is that?" he asked, incredulous, "Here,
let me show you how we do it!" Before I could even comprehend what was
going on, Hank picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Giant of a man
though he was, I was by no means a lightweight ragdoll, so I was pretty
impressed by the ease with which he scooped me up. Hank held me over his
left shoulder, and his hand held onto my ass to keep me from falling, a
location which was probably not an accident. Jim walked behind us as we
moved towards the bedroom, howling with laughter.
	"You must really be loving this, huh?" I asked, smirking at him.
	"Oh, you have no idea," he said, throwing his arms behind his head
as he walked, revealing his gloriously flexed arms and armpits, "You're in
for the ride of your life."
	I was, of course, a bit apprehensive. I hadn't known the man for 3
minutes and he had already hoisted me over his shoulder and carried me to
what I hoped to be the most profound carnal bliss I had ever
experienced. The apprehension, though, was significantly outweighed by the
attraction. Jim alone was enough to give me a boner that could potentially
rip through my pants.  This guy seemed to have a similar effect on Jim. I
couldn't wait to see why.
	We got into Jim's bedroom, which seemed to be designed specifically
for sex of this kind.  The bed was a California-king, the largest bed size,
and though Jim lived alone, I had no doubt that he very much considered his
bed to be his workspace. Of course, he had to have a good workspace if he
was going to get the job done well. The bed was covered with soft blankets
and at least 6 pillows arranged across the headboard, the design of which
featured a magnificent specimen of man wearing nothing but a pair of
underwear. I had asked Jim where he had gotten it, and he claimed that a
friend had crafted it especially for him. I wondered briefly what style of
payment had been used.
	As Hank approached the bed, he shifted my weight around and put his
other arm underneath my armpit.
	"Ally-oop" he said as he lifted me up and tossed me onto the bed. I
landed and bounced a few times, looking up at Hank. What was this
"inspection" going to entail" Jim just stood in the door-frame. He was
looking a little bit frisky and his eyes lit up in a mischievous kind of
way. I knew that he was enjoying watching his buddies play, and I looked
forward to giving him a good show, no matter if he decided to get involved
or not. I looked up at Hank.
	"Let's see," he said, reaching down towards my torso and grabbing
the folds of my shirt, "This certainly won't do." He put his hands into the
opening, and in one quick motion ripped the shirt open. The sexual thrill
was enough to override the fact that it was a rather expensive shirt, but I
quickly shimmied the rest of the way out of it. Underneath, I was wearing a
tight white v-neck shirt that was barely long enough to reach my jeans. I
put my arms behind my head to pull it up, revealing the top of my pubic
patch and lower abdomen. Hank chuckled to himself.
	"Feels good to show off your hard work, doesn't it?" he said,
referencing my long hours spent at the gym, "You and Jim, always showing
off those bodies."
	"Damn right," said Jim as he walked forward. He slipped out of his
beater, revealing his gorgeous, cut body. I immediately longed to cover
every inch of it with my tongue, but Hank showed no signs of letting me get
up.
	"Assume the position, Jim," Hank said, not taking his eyes off me.
	"Roger that."
	Jim kneeled onto the bed and sat down with his back against the
headboard. He was sitting right behind me, his legs spread wide. He leaned
forward, grabbing my arms and pulling me back into a sitting position. I
was leaning back against Jim's chest, feeling his hairy, chiseled body
against my back. His hands began massaging my chest, and I closed my eyes
and allowed him free access while Hank watched. I cracked my eyes open to
see that Hank was watching us hungrily, his hand massaging the growing
bulge in his pants. Jim's hand crept up my shirt, slowly revealing more and
more of my fuzzy six-pack. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I sat up,
stripped the shirt off and laid back down, now feeling Jim's hot skin
against mine. I began to rub my own bulge while running my other hand down
Jim's thigh. Hank, eventually decided that he too wanted to get in on the
action, kneeled onto the bed and made his way over to us.
	"Let's see what you got," he said, his hand now on my jeans. My
cock hardened immediately, and perhaps he felt the lurch, because he smiled
to himself and began unbuckling my belt. He unbuttoned my jeans, and with
delicacy I wouldn't expect from such a large man, unzipped them with his
teeth, all the while staring up at me, his deep, emerald eyes penetrating
mine. He pulled the jeans off, revealing my right black boxer-briefs. Hank
grinned at the outline of my hardening cock making a decent-sized tent in
the underwear.
	"I told you he's gifted," said Jim, his fingers now massaging my
nipples. I writhed gently with pleasure. So far, the inspection was going
well.
	"You weren't shittin"," said Hank, still gazing at the bulge, "Just
about every part of him too. Handsome guy, with a nice, tight, rippled, and
hairy body. Nice stature and amazing cock, by the looks of it. You sure
know how to find 'em, Jim."
	"All credit to him. He found me," Jim said, now moving his hands to
finger my waistband.  He positioned his head so that when he spoke, he was
also gently blowing into my ear. The effect was instantaneous. Between the
godlike figures on either side of me and the sexually charged atmosphere, I
began to leak precum. The dark spot spread around my underwear where my
cockhead was positioned.
	"Don't let that go to waste!" Jim said, jumping up a little bit,
"His juice is delicious,"
	"How could it not be with a tool like that? " said Hank, he bent
over and stuck out his tongue just enough so that it barely touched my
underwear. Slowly and gently, he tasted the precum on the fabric. After a
few licks, he straightened up, "Hmmm.. nice smell, even better taste. And
that's just the appetizer."
	No longer being able to handle these two men fawning over me while
I got to enjoy no wonderful tastes or views of skin, I decided to try my
luck.
	"Hey now," I said to Hank, sitting up a bit, "You guys get to play
with me and I don't get to see any of you" Let's see some skin. I wanna
know why exactly that body of yours makes Jim here gawk like an idiot." Jim
pinched my nipple for the dig, a move that wasn't exactly unwelcome.  Hank
grinned at me.
	"Fair enough," he said as he stood back up. His towering figure
barely fit in the room. The top of his head grazed the ceiling and his wide
frame fit the door perfectly. He reached down and grabbed the shirt. He
began to pull it upwards, revealing his abs, but I stopped him.
       "Wait," I said, holding up a hand, "You ripped my shirt. You better
rip yours too." Call it a fetish, but ever since Jim had done it for me the
first time he came over, that particular move had an extremely strong
effect on me. Hank considered me for a moment and then grinned. He moved
his hands to the neck hole of his shirt, and in one fluid motion, he ripped
it apart. All at once, I had a perfect view of his spectacular upper
body. He wasn't excessively bulky, but every single muscle on him was so
carefully toned and attended to that he was exceptionally developed. His
pecs and abs were covered in a layer of hair, slightly thicker than the
lighter coats that me and Jim had.
       "You like?" he asked, gesturing towards his own beautiful form.
       "God, yes," I said. I relaxed back against Jim's body, "But how
about you lose those fucking pants while you're at it"" I gave him a
mischievous half-smile and gestured towards his lower half.
       "Mouthy little shit, aren't ya"" he said, grinning again at me.
       "Yeah, how's it feel to have your own wit turned against you,
smart-ass"" interjected Jim, "Now let's see what you're hiding in there. It
didn't fall off since last time, did it""
       As if to answer Jim's chide, Hank's cock gave a jump in his
pants. "See""Jim said, "It wants to come out and play!"
       "Boy is it ever going to," said Hank as he pulled off his belt and
unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He left them fall off his muscled legs,
revealing white boxer briefs. I could feel Jim's cock hardening just
looking at him. Meanwhile, the tent in my underwear was more pronounced
than ever. Hank played with his cock outside his underwear, pulling the
carefully-concealed bulge down a little bit to show his dark pubic hair. I
started leaking precum again as I watched him.
       "Damn, you're like a leaky faucet, boy!" said Hank as he leaned back
onto the bed again, "Time to examine the fixtures!"
       "Examine away," I replied. Behind me, Jim leaned forward and gently
began to remove himself from behind me. I pulled myself backward and leaned
against the headboard. I set my arms across the horizontal bars and
stretched out. Jim crawled over to Hank and set down on the bed. He reached
his hand out and began massaging Hank's ass through his underwear while
massaging his bulge with his other hand.
       "Patience, there," said Hank looking behind him at Jim, "You take
them pants off and then we'll all go from there."
       Obliging, Jim eased off the bed and stripped off his own pants. Like
both of us (and most gay men), Jim was wearing boxer briefs, this time
green. His cock was also trying to push its way out from beneath the
fabric. He fell back onto the bed and watched has Hank moved towards me
again, reached his hand out and began rubbing my cock through the
underwear. His hands, which were enormous, felt magnificent on my meat, and
I leaned my head back and moaned softly. I felt a hand reach into the waist
band and begin pulling down my underwear. Though I didn't want Hank to
stop, I allowed my underwear to be stripped off. I leaned my head forward
again and watched as my cock sprung, fully erect, out of my boxer
briefs. Hank stared at it with what I assumed was an approving expression
on his face.
       "Very nice," he said, moving his head forward, almost close enough
to touch it. He examined my balls as they hung down to the mattress. He
looked as if he wanted to begin stroking me, but he held himself back.
       "Our turn," said Jim, as he and Hank eased off the bed again. Jim
went first, playing with the waistband of his shorts before finally
stripping them off. His own cock, which was almost erect, must have
measured at last 8 inches, and I knew that there was more if I could get
him going a little bit. His balls, which were also lightly covered in hair,
hung low, and I could almost taste them as I gazed longingly. I took a few
minutes to take in his perfect body. No matter how many times I saw it,
each time was as phenomenal as the first if not more so. I could spend all
day covering every inch of him with my tongue and never get tired of it. I
tore my eyes away, finally, to watch Hank's show. Jim, too, was getting
even harder just gazing at him. Hank grinned and began pulling down his own
underwear.  Slowly, he dragged them down from the bottom. He revealed first
his moderately bushy pubic batch before the meat began showing through. He
must have been tucking it, because even though he kept showing more and
more, there was always still more to come. Finally, at long last, his
cockhead sprung out. He dropped his shorts to his feet and stepped out of
them. Dancing before me was his half-erect member measuring easily at 9
inches. I gaped, at it. Him only partially erect was the size of me fully
hard.
       "Thoughts"" he asked, looking from me to Jim. I was completely
speechless. Jim, now fully hard like me, gazed at Hank as though he wanted
nothing more than to go down on him right then and there. Hank, recognizing
the tension, began to harden even more. As I watched his cock stiffen and
grow, I began to ooze even more precum all over the place.
       "Fuck, you're gonna shoot soon!" said Hank. He looked at Jim, who
finally managed to tear his eyes away from Hank's meat, and gestured
towards me. Jim, getting what Hank was trying to say, nodded, and before I
knew it, both of these gods jumped back onto the bed and began licking the
precum off my body. Hank licked the small puddle that had formed on my
stomach while Jim licked the head. I could hardly believe it and it took
every bit of self control I had not to blow my load right there.
       "We're going to give you the blowjob of a lifetime," said Jim,
smiling at me.
       "Yeah, and then we're going to fuck your brains out," said Hank. Any
fear of being split open by their cocks that I had was temporarily abated
by them beginning again to suck my cock.  Jim, who prided himself on his
ability to deep-throat with the best of them, began taking every inch of
me. Hank licked my balls and juggled them in and out of his mouth. I looked
down to see that, in addition to sucking my cock, Hank and Jim were playing
with each other, and Hank was now reaching critical mass. I couldn't wait
to see the whole thing.
       After a few more minutes, Hank finally took my balls out of his
mouth and looked at Jim.
       "Hey, why don't you let me at that thing for a minute" You find
something else to do," Hank said with a wink. Jim obliged, getting up from
the bed and moving back around behind Hank.  He knelt down on the ground
and began licking Jim's asshole. From what I could see, Jim was wasting no
time trying to bury his tongue as deep into Hank's ass as he could, and
Hank moaned with pleasure.
       "Ohhhhh, fuck yeah. Lick that asshole. Dammit, that is good."
	Now close to my breaking point yet again, I gave an involuntary
twitch that brought Hank back to his senses. He began jacking off my cock
with his huge hand and then started sucking it.  While not blessed with
Jim's gift of effortless deepthroating, Hank knew how to treat a cock. His
mouth slid up and down the shaft and his tongue wriggled inside, tasting
each and every inch. He tickled the head with his tongue for a moment
before plunging his mouth downward onto my shaft.  I began pumping my cock
forward into Hank's welcoming mouth, and he moaned in ecstasy as Jim
continued to rim his asshole. After another minute of this absolute
paradise, I began to feel the cumshot coming on.
	"Not m-much l-l-longerrrr," I moaned, still thrusting into Hank's
mouth. I felt him choke as I went deep, but he didn't pull out. To the
contrary, he seemed even more intent on taking as much of me as he
could. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I moaned loudly as I began
shooting cum down Hank's throat. He pulled my cock out of his mouth and
swallowed my first shots as I continued to ooze all over his face and my
abs. He wiped the cum onto his hand and then licked it off. Before I knew
it, Jim rejoined us and began making out furiously with Hank. They were
swapping my cum, and I wanted to get in on it as well. As if he could read
my mind, Jim pulled me forward into the mix and we each took turns tasting
my cum as well as each other. Before long, every drop of it was gone and I
fell back onto the bed beside Jim. Hank straightened up and thrust his
pelvis out. My jaw dropped.
	Before me was a fully erect cock no less than 13 inches. Even in
porn, I had never seen such a thing, and to see one now, right in front of
me, inspired in me such an appetite that I could barely control it. I
started to get up and move towards it, but Hank moved back and reached a
hand out to stop me.
	"Hold on a minute there," he said, "We just gave you the blowjob of
your life. Now it's time for you to give a little bit back, and I'm not
just talking about me." Seeing my confused expression, he continued,
"You're going to suck this monster all right, but you're getting fucked
too. You're going to be out little bottom bitch."
	I sat back, stunned. Fucked by one cock and sucking the other. What
a day.
	"You think you're ready for this thing?" Jim asked, grinning but
looking a little concerned.
	"Go slow," I said, "But bring it on."
	I assumed the position. On my hands and knees on the bed, I waited
for Jim to enter me. I could picture his cut body and 10 inch cock behind
me, ready to move in, but what I felt first was a tongue. Like he had
rimmed Hank, Jim was now tongue fucking me, and it felt amazing.
	"Fuck, man, that's good."
	"Told ya," said Hank, "He's damn good in that department. But he's
just testing you, making sure you're stretched out a bit. He tells me you
been practicing."
	"Sure has," said Jim, withdrawing his tongue from my hole and
straightening up, "It'll take some patience, but I'm going to sink all 10
inches of this fucker right into you."
	"Do it now. Fucking do it right now. Fuck me," I cried, not being
able to take it anymore. I couldn't think of anything I wanted more right
now than to feel Jim's cock inside me, to feel him thrusting into me. Out
of the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up some lube from the table and
coat his cock in it. No condom. We were barebacking it and I was just fine
with that. After he was lubed up, I felt Jim's pulsating cockhead pressed
up against my asshole.
	"You ready?" he asked.
	"Fuck my brains out, you fucking stud,"
	"Fair enough," he said. I felt his cock push into my hole. Pain and
pleasure hit me in almost equal measure. Jim was absolutely huge, and
though he was taking it easy on me, there was no changing the fact that it
would be a chore for any man to take his pole. Slowly, though, he continued
to push his cock inside me. I reached my hand out and gripped Hank's
shoulder tightly for support. Jim pulled out a little way and thrust back
in, this time going a little bit deeper. After about 5 more like thrusts,
he was more than halfway inside me. My asshole was clutched tightly around
his shaft. The dildo I had been taking paled in comparison to this, but it
felt absolutely amazing.
	"Hardest part's over now," he said reassuringly, "You ready for the
rest""
	"Fuck me!" I almost screamed. I wanted every single inch, and Jim
seemed willing to oblige. He kept thrusting slowly in and out of me, and
after another few tense minutes, I could feel that his cock was all the way
inside me. Apparently, I had prepared myself well. Now realizing that he
wasn't going to kill me, Jim began thrusting a bit faster. The pain was
significant, but I had never felt such sexual ecstasy. His cock was fully
inside me, and as he fucked me faster, I could feel his balls slapping
against my ass. I moaned with satisfaction as he continued to thrust. I
finally opened my eyes to see Hank now standing in front of me.
	"My turn now," he said. He positioned his cock right in front of my
face, and I hungrily began sucking it. Though I was being tossed around by
Jim's increasingly aggressive thrusting, I managed to keep my mouth on
Hank's meat. I massaged the head with my tongue and moved down the shaft. I
took as much of it as I could before I gagged.
	"Ohhh fuck..suck that cock, boy.. Fucking swallow my meat," he
moaned. He put his hand on the back of my head and thrust his cock forward
into my throat. I started to gag, but I didn't care. I wanted as much of it
as I could. I fought the reflex and swallowed his cock. He continued to
face fuck me and I felt some of his precum drip down my throat. The salty
taste was delicious, and, knowing that there was more where that came from,
I kept began massaging his balls with my free hand while trying desperately
to cram as much of his dick in my mouth as I could. Behind me, Jim's moans
started to intensify.
	"Oh fuck, this is one tight fucking asshole. I'm going to blow my
fucking load into it. You fucking ready for my hot load""
	Hank answered in my stead while I continued to suck him off.
	"You shoot right up in that ass. You fill his virgin boy asshole
with that hot load of yours, and I'll shoot mine right down his cocksucker
throat." I moaned my assent to this. After a few more thrusts, Jim began
positively plowing my ass. The pain began to build again, but I knew that I
was about to be rewarded. With one final slam against my ass, I felt warm
shots of cum fill my ass. I lost count of the number of thick sticky ropes
of Jim's juice that was filling me, but he continued to thrust inside me as
he drained every drop from his balls into my ass. Finally, he withdrew his
cock from me after he was completely empty. Hank was about to lose it too.
	"It's gonna happen. You ready to taste my cum?" he asked me. My
response surprised him.  In one swift motion, I pulled Hank's cock out of
my mouth, grabbed his enormous frame, and pulled him into a sitting
position at the foot of the bed. I spread his legs apart, gestured to Jim
to join me, and turned my attention back to the 13 inch tool. Jim quickly
knelt down beside me and we both began sucking the same cock. Jim on the
right and me on the left, we moved our tongues down different sides of the
same shaft. Hank, abandoning all pretense, threw his head back and groaned
with pleasure. Realizing the moment was close and not wanting to waste a
drop, Jim took Hank's cock full on. Despite his expert cocksucking skills,
even he couldn't take all 13 inches at once, though he made a decent
effort. I compensated by sucking Hank's balls.
	"FUCK!" Hank began shooting his load, and though Jim was initially
surprised by the shots, he eased off the cock and pointed it at his
face. 1-2-3 shots of hot spunk right in Jim's face before he pointed it to
me. I put my hand on the monster and began to jack it off while it shot
into my face. After he was all empty, I leaned it to lick the remaining
juice off his cock head. When he was all clean, Hank stood up and pulled up
both me and Jim by the arms. He began licking his own cum off our faces
and, as we had done with my load, we swapped the cum between each other
until every last drop was gone. Finally, exhausted, we set back down onto
the bed.
	"Thoughts?" Jim asked me, gesturing to Hank.
	"Don't know where to even begin," I replied, still panting, "Keep
this one around."
	"The more the merrier, right?" said Hank in his husky voice.
	"Speaking of which," I said, "I got a professor who might be
thinking along those same lines""
	Jim and Hank looked at me, smiling their typical mischievous
smiles.  Gifts like Jim and Hank should be spread around. Maybe it was time
to introduce Dr. Barrett into the mix.