Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 23:46:30 EDT
From: K Bennett <hottalespinner@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tales from the Weightroom

The following contains material of an adult nature, specifically consensual
sexual contact between men.  If you do not wish to be exposed to such
material, or are legally prohibited from doing so, DO NOT PROCEED.
Certain acts depicted do not conform to safe-sex guidelines.  The story takes
place in 1977, before the AIDS epidemic, and should be viewed from that
perspective.


Tales from the Weight Room

by K. W. Bennett

Chapter 1
Dan

"Three more.  Two more.  One more.  Great!  Let's work on those lats now."
	Dan moved from behind the bench to help me up.  I took his hand and
pulled myself up.  We looked into one another's eyes and I could have sworn
I saw a look of interest pass over his face.  "Wishful thinking Keith my
boy."  I thought. "Don't fall into that trap and end up getting the shit
kicked out of you.  If you've got to spend one period a day in here because
of your bum knees, don't screw it up by making a pass at every hot muscle
boy who offers to spot you.  If you want to see 1977 you've gotta stay
cool."
	We moved to the lat machine and I knelt down waiting for Dan to
bring the bar into position.  Instead of standing behind me and holding the
bar, Dan moved in front of me, his basket just inches in front of my face.
I could see the outline of his cock and balls cupped in the jockstrap which
I knew he always wore because I watched him changing every chance I got.
	The musky smell of crotch sweat assailed my nostrils and I could
see beads of sweat on the line of hair that descended from his navel and
disappeared into his shorts.  My mouth went dry and I quickly looked up at
his face.  He was regarding me coolly with those slate gray eyes, almost
daring me to expose myself by reaching forward and licking his cock through
the fabric of his jock and shorts.  "Three sets of ten?"  I asked.  "Huh?"
said Dan.  "Should I do three sets of ten pull-downs?"  "Oh!  Yeah.  Three
sets just like always."
	What was the matter with him?  It almost seemed as if my surmise
was correct and he was really thinking about my mouth on his cock.  Again I
put those thoughts out of my head and began the routine.  It was a disaster
from the start.  Every time I pulled the bar down I was forced to lean a
little closer to Dan's crotch.  The closer I got, the more the smell of
funky ball sweat went straight up my nose.  I could feel myself losing
control and starting to get an erection.  I conjured up every loathsome
image I could think of and managed to keep myself from getting a full
boner.
	The only trouble was, I could see Dan starting to get hard from
watching my head bob back and forth over his crotch.  That was the last
straw.  I decided this was as good a sign as I was going to get and
determined to confront him after I finished the routine.  I knew I was
risking a first class pummeling from him and his friends, but there is only
so far a man can go before he has to throw caution to the winds and tempt
fate.
	Fate had other plans for me however.  I hadn't finished the second
set before Dan stepped back and told me to stop.  Sweat was dribbling down
his forehead and his upper lip was swimming with it.  "Listen man, there's
something I've got to ask you, er, rather, tell you.  I mean.  Aw shit!
Keith man, I'm gay!  There, I did it.  I've wanted to tell you for weeks
but I was scared you'd tell everybody.  I caught you lookin' at me in the
shower last week and figured I'd take a chance.  It took me this long to
get up the nerve, but by the way you were lookin' at my basket I didn't
think I'd have to worry."  He leaned forward and put his hands on my
shoulders.  "I know I'm making a lot of assumptions, and if I'm wrong tell
me to back off.  But I don't think I'm wrong."
	Before I could open my mouth or react to what he had said he pulled
me toward him and wrapped his arms around me, giving me the most passionate
kiss I had ever experienced. As he crushed me to him I could feel the
glorious stiffness of his erection straining against the fabric of his jock
and shorts, its warm hardness burning against my crotch where my own prick
was making a fire of its own.
	After several minutes locked in this embrace we began moving our
hands over one another's bodies.  I had dreamt of this moment from the
first time I laid eyes on him.  Six feet tall with black hair and gray
eyes, a body packed with solid muscle; from his bulging biceps, plate-like
pectorals, and washboard abs, to a pair of legs which screamed out to wrap
themselves around your head.
	I had fantasized about him during jerk-off sessions but was
restricted to images of him in various states of undress, never completely
naked.  I figured he must have a decent sized cock judging from the outline
in his jockstrap while he was changing, and the short glimpses I managed to
steal while he showered, but could never quite conjure up a satisfying
fantasy image.
	I put my hand in his crotch and felt his throbbing dick.  I let out
a little yelp when I realized it must have been about eight or nine inches
long.  If there is one thing in the world I love, it is playing with a big
stiff prick.  In my mind's eye I could picture hours of fun with this
wonderful new toy.
	Dan's hands moved to my own modest seven inches and began to stroke
it with one hand while the other kneaded my balls.  Our passion was cruelly
doused by the ringing of the bell signaling the end of the period.
Reluctantly we separated and headed to the locker room.
	My classmates were streaming out of the change room as we
approached the door.  There was no-one in the room when we began dressing,
but we didn't take any chances beyond determining we both were on lunch
break.
	We left the dressing room and went out back for a smoke.  We both
agreed there was no way we were going to leave things unfinished and
decided to skip the rest of our classes and go to my place.
	My father was working out of town, and my mother had left in the
morning to join him for the weekend.  My sisters were spending the night
with their boyfriends so we had the entire house to ourselves for as long
as we wanted it.
	Dan was eighteen and could write his own notes, I was Student
Council President and had a good rapport with the administration.  I was
confident I could cover my absence with a minimum of trouble.
	Our plans completed, we eagerly set off for my house.  The walk was
a short one and soon we were alone in my front room sipping Cokes and
talking.
	The entire walk home it was all we could do to stop ourselves from
diving into the bushes and screwing like wildcats, but once we arrived and
realized we had the whole day, the sense of urgency left us and we decided
to get to know one another better.
	Dan and I traveled in different circles at school.  He was a "Jock"
and I was a "Brain".  My friends were the butt of his friends jokes, and I
was generally regarded as a know-it-all.  I asked him why he was interested
in me considering the many differences between us.  "Number one, I think
you're one of the hottest guys I know.  I'm not into other guys like me.
I'll take a chubby guy over a muscle head any day.  Number two, I remember
the first day you showed up in the weight room.  The other guys were acting
like real shits but you took it all in and didn't let them rile you.  In my
book that marked you out as a classy guy, and next to chubby guys I like
classy guys best.  And number three, you take the weights seriously.  I
know you're not into sports or athletics in general, but instead of whining
and trying to do as little as possible you make the best of what must be a
bad situation for you and try to get something out of it.  You're all
around just what I want and I'm sick of playing the Big Man Football Hero
who does what everyone expects and screws every cheerleader he can get his
hands on.  I'm queer and I'm gonna get what I want and screw the rest of
them if they don't like it!"  At the end of his speech, Dan slammed his
Coke down on the coffee table, took me into his arms and kissed me with
even more passion than before.  My head was spinning.  I couldn't believe
this man-god from the weight room thought I was hot, but I guess beauty
really is in the eye of the beholder.  "I've gotta have you." Said Dan.
"Which way to the showers?"  "The showers?"  "Yeah, I'm all sweaty and
stinky.  I never have sex without a good wash-up first.  C'mon, I'll show
you how much fun a shower can be."
	We left the living room and went into the bathroom.  Our shower was
a bathtub-shower combination.  The tub was big enough for two, and having a
curtain instead of glass doors made maneuvering easier.  In no-time we were
standing naked in front of the tub waiting for the water to warm up.
	Dan's naked body was even more beautiful than I had imagined.
There was a wisp of black hair between his gorgeous pecs, and a line of
soft down running from his navel right into his generous tuft of black
pubic hair.  His ass was hairless, but his thighs and calves were covered
with short, black hairs.
	I drank in the sight of him, feeling self-conscious about my pot
belly and the hair which covered my entire body.  I have never considered
myself good- looking, but when I saw the look of lust and wonder on Dan's
face I realized that what I thought didn't matter.  Our eyes locked for
what had to be the hundredth time that day.  "God-dammit Keith!  You're
just about the hottest thing I've seen in a long time.  How's that water?
I can't wait to get you all lathered up."  "Just about right.  C'mon stud.
Let's get wet."
	We stepped into the shower and let the warm water flow over our
bodies.  We caressed one another, sluicing the hot fluid over our naked
forms.  Dan picked up the bar of soap.  "Hmmm.  Ivory soap.  99 and
33/100ths pure.  Well, at least one thing here is."
	As he said this he reached down and began to lather the soap all
over my throbbing cock.  When the foam was almost hiding my dick from view
I took the bar and began washing his massive chest.  Dan jerked my dick
with one hand and rubbed the lather into my furry belly with the other.  I
had moved down from his chest, over his abs, and down to his prick.
	I had been on the verge of cumming since our encounter in the
weight room and, without even a chance to warn Dan it was happening, I shot
a massive load into his hand and all over one muscular thigh.  Dan moaned
at the feeling of my hot jism hitting his skin and with a shudder began
cumming too.
	I felt his dick-head enlarge just before he shot and before I knew
it I was covered in spunk.  I've never seen one human being eject so much
semen in one orgasm.  His spooge flew up into my face, then the second wave
hit my chest.  The third one covered my cock and balls, then it just
started to drip out like a leaky faucet.
	I couldn't help myself, I'd always wondered what cum tasted like so
I knelt down and began to suck the remnants of his load from his still
dripping dick.  One taste and I was hooked for life.  The musky-sweet taste
was the most heavenly thing I had ever experienced.
	Dan reached down and brought my face up to his.  He kissed me
deeply and licked the last drop of his own cum from my chin.  I leaned my
head back on the cool plastic of the tub-surround.  "Fuck!  That was
great!" I moaned.  "In-fucking-credible!"
	We held each other tightly as the water cascaded over us.  After a
moment or two we began to finish the process of washing up.  Dan was
soaping up my ass and I was reveling in the feeling of his strong hands on
my ass-cheeks when he began probing my hole with his soapy finger.
	I had never experimented with my ass as an erogenous zone and was
pleased to discover how great it felt.  I gently pushed my butt back on his
finger giving him tacit permission to push it in further.  It felt a little
uncomfortable at first, but when his finger passed the ring of my sphincter
muscle I was overcome with the most incredible sensation.
	Both our dicks were hard again and Dan knelt down and nuzzled his
face in my pubes.  As he gently probed my ass with first one finger then
two he lifted my cock to his mouth with his free hand and began to lick the
head.
	My knees were beginning to buckle from the combined pleasure of his
fingers in my butt and his hot mouth on my dick.  I slowly slid down the
wall until I was crouching with my ass resting on the rim of the tub.  Dan
was crouched in front of me, the muscular cheeks of his ass parted just
within reach of my left hand.  I slicked up my index finger with spit and
began rubbing his puckered butt-hole with it.  He let out a low moan and
grabbed my hand to indicate I should start finger fucking him.  He didn't
need to ask twice.  I slid my finger slowly into his hole until it was up
to the second knuckle.  Small moans of pleasure caused Dan's mouth on my
dick to vibrate slightly and brought me to the brink of orgasm once more.
	I pulled my finger out and lifted his head from my dick.  "Let's
finish cleaning up, I want to move into the bedroom where we can really go
to town."
	Dan kissed me tenderly.  "Whatever you want my hairy friend."  We
finished our ablutions in record time and, after drying off, moved into my
parent's bedroom.  In recent years I have developed a phobia about having
sex in my parent's bed.  I never got along with my father and while he
lived with us I never gave any thought to using their bed for sex, I just
did it.  After my parents separated, when I began to think of it as my
mother's bed, it seemed somehow obscene to bring another person into the
house and have sex in her bed.
	There were no such distinctions that day and as soon as we were
reclined on the mattress we picked up where we left off in the bathroom.
We moved into the sixty-nine position and sucked each other off while
probing our partner's asshole.  After many pleasurable moments Dan pulled
away and sat up.  "Have you ever been fucked up the ass before?"  "No, in
fact I've never had anything up there before today."  "Man you don't know
what you're missing!  The next best thing to getting blown is having a
stiff prick up your ass.  Tell you what, you can fuck me first and then
I'll take your cherry."  "I don't know Dan.  You're pretty big.  Won't it
hurt?"  "Just for a minute.  It only hurts the first time, and if the guy
takes it easy it doesn't hurt much at all.  The trick is to let the dude
getting fucked ease into it by not moving around until he's comfortable
with it.  Don't worry.  I wouldn't do anything to hurt you.  If you don't
like it we'll stop.  I'd be quite happy to just get fucked but I think
you'll like it so let's give it a try."  "OK.  I owe you a lot.  I never
thought I'd get a chance to have sex with you and if I did I figured it
would be one of those drunken quickies that end up with a black eye and
persecution.  We've already fulfilled more than I ever fantasized about,
one more thing is just icing on the cake."
	Dan put his arms around my shoulders and looked me in the eye.  "I
could never have a quickie with you and I'd smash anybody's face in who
tried to give you a black eye.  Right now you're the best thing that's ever
happened to me.  I've had sex with girls and I've even had a couple of guys
from the gym, but what we've had already beats them all hands down.  Now
fuck me you hairy stud!  I want that prick of yours up my ass pronto!"
"Yes Sir!  There's just one problem.  I don't know how to start."  "I'm
gonna stick my butt up in the air, you're gonna get behind me, lube up your
dick, shove it in my hole and fuck me like there's no tomorrow."  "What
kind of lube?"  "Vaseline, Crisco, Baby Oil."  "We've got some mineral oil
in the bathroom and I've got a tub of Vaseline in my bedroom."  "Whatever
you want, but I prefer the Tub o' Fun myself."
	I quickly went to my room and grabbed the jar of Vaseline I kept in
the drawer of my Captain's bed.  When I returned, Dan was on his hands and
knees stroking his big cock and poking two spit slicked fingers up his ass.
He smiled sheepishly.  "Thought I'd get myself loosened up.  C'mon over and
get your dick nice and slick.  Take a glob of that and work it into my
hole, then kneel behind me close enough to rest your dick on my ass.  Grab
your dick and use your fingers to find my asshole.  Put the head of your
cock against my pucker and push it in."
	I followed Dan's instructions and found the pushing harder than I
expected.  His ass didn't want to let me in.  Dan was moaning softly then
let out a yelp when his sphincter loosened up and my dick slid into him.
"That's it baby stick it in deep.  Fuck me with that hot cock.  It feels so
good up my ass.  Stick it in all the way. All the way.  That's it, that's
the way.  Pull it back.  Now push!  Yeah!  Oh yeah!  Shit man I ain't never
felt so good.  Fuck me lover, fuck me."
	I moved my hips back and forth until I established a rhythm I was
comfortable with.  Dan kept up a steady stream of moans and shouts.  I had
never felt anything so incredible.  His ass was so tight and he kept
flexing his butt cheeks in time with my fuck rhythm.  I pushed in and his
muscles tried to suck me in further, I pulled out and his muscles clenched
like they didn't want to let me go.
	After several minutes, Dan let my dick pop out of his ass.  He
grabbed a pillow and lay on his back with the pillow propping his ass up in
the air.  His pink hole opened and closed like a hungry mouth.  I moved
forward, leaning over his stomach and pushed my dick into him up to the
balls.  Dan's neck muscles were straining and his face was contorted in a
frenzy of lust.
	When I got my rhythm going again he reached out and pulled my face
to his.  He began deep french-kissing me while I fucked him.  I was getting
closer to the brink with every thrust and soon I screamed out that I was
cumming.  Dan pulled my ear to his mouth and whispered.  "Spooge in me
Keith.  Give me that hot load up my ass."
	I needed no more encouragement.  My dick expanded and spurt after
spurt of hot jism squirted into Dan's ass.
	I collapsed on top of him then rolled over with my dick still
inside him.  He was straddled over my waist and was milking my dick with
his ass as he pumped his rock-hard cock with his fist.
	My dick was semi-hard and the sensation of his muscular ass
squeezing my cock as it slid around in my own cum made me hard again.
"Yeah baby!  Gimme that stiffie one more time!  I'm almost there baby.
Almost there!"
	In no time he was grunting like a stuck pig and a veritable
fountain of spooge was flowing from his prick onto my chest, stomach, and
onto the bedsheets.
	I felt like someone had thrown a bowlful of lukewarm pudding on me
while I lay in bed.  Dan toppled forward and lay on top of me, the spooge
on my chest and stomach made little squishy noises as he squirmed to get
comfortable.
	He slowly lifted his ass off my dick and it popped out with a loud
slurp.  Dan covered me with kisses and compliments as we lay back
recovering from the intense sensations of two horny teenagers having
uninhibited sex.  With the stamina of the young, we were soon both hard as
stone again.  Dan rolled off me and knelt between my legs.  "I dunno about
you, but I could use another shower and maybe a bite to eat."  "Yeah.  I've
gotta wash this ton o' cum off me.  Man, you always shoot like that?"
"Depends on what I'm doing.  When I jack off there's not quite as much.  If
I get blown there's more.  Truth to tell though I don't think I've ever cum
that much before and sure as Hell not twice in a row.  I guess you just
bring out the best in me."  "Well keep it coming!  I've never felt anything
so sexy as that creamy load splashing on my body.  Just do me a favor and
let me know before you let go in my mouth.  I don't want to drown in it."
"You swallow?"  "I've never done it before, but I'm more than willing to
take your load down my throat.  It just feels like the right thing to do.
I loved the taste of your spunk I got in the shower so I figure a mouthful
will be even better."
	Dan settled back down on my body and kissed me again.  "Baby, where
have you been all my life?"  "Waiting for you!"
	We kissed again more passionately then got up off the bed.  "Christ
Keith.  Look at that mess."  "Don't sweat it.  I'll pull off the sheets and
change the bed before we start again.  Unlike most men our age, I know how
to use a washing machine."  "Hope you got plenty of clean sheets 'cause
I've got plenty more where that came from."  "There's a whole cupboard full
just waiting for you."
	We laughed and headed for the shower.
	After we washed up and I changed the bed, I made some sandwiches
and we sat on the couch feeding one another from a plate on the coffee
table.  When we finished Dan reached into his gym bag and pulled out a
plastic sandwich bag with some kind of dried plant in it.  "Now we're
finished eating it's time for the after dinner mint."  "Why do you carry
dried mint around in your gym bag?"  "You can't be serious.  This isn't
mint.  It's weed.  You know?  Marijuana, weed, reefer?"  "Drugs?"  "Are you
trying to tell me you've never smoked up before?"  "Dan, you know what I
am.  I'm on the SAC, I'm in the library club, my idea of a fun evening is
sitting around playing chess.  None of my friends is into this and frankly
it makes me a little scared."  "Well aren't you just the little hothouse
flower!  Do you mean to say you don't want to try?"  "I didn't say that.
Like I said before, I trust you.  I'm just a little wary.  But Hell!  A
short time from now I'm gonna let you put that pig-sticker dick into my ass
so I'm sure a joint won't kill me."  "Honey, an hour from now you won't be
able to decide which one you like best!"
	I laughed and sat back on the couch to watch him roll the joint.
	As he worked I reflected on my good fortune.  Here I was sitting
naked in my living room with one of the most popular jocks in my high
school, after the best sexual experience of my life, with more to come.  I
savored the moment while I gazed at his hot muscular body leaning over my
coffee table.
	With deft movements of his fingers he began to roll the marijuana
and tobacco into a slim compact cigarette.  He tore a small strip from the
inside flap of his cigarette pack and rolled it into a makeshift filter for
the joint.  "Prepare yourself for the most intense sensation of your life.
I envy you a little.  There's nothing like your first time doing anything
and you're about to get two in a row."  "Thanks to you."  "My pleasure my
hot, hairy friend.  Would you like to do the honors?"
	He handed me the joint and the lighter.  I lit the doobie and took
a long haul, expecting to become incapacitated at any moment.  Dan noticed
the look of trepidation on my face and laughed.  "Don't be so uptight!  It
takes a while for the full effect.  You probably won't feel anything until
we're finished.  Relax and enjoy the ride."
	I blushed at his gentle rebuke and began to calm down and let
whatever was going to happen take its natural course.
	I took another haul then passed it over to him.  He took three
small tokes then pulled the smoke into his lungs and held it there.  When
the joint returned to me I followed his example, and after two more
exchanges the joint was finished.
	Dan put the roach into the ashtray then leaned back onto my chest
and pulled my arms around him.  We sat like this silently, each absorbed in
his own thoughts.  I began to notice a pleasant tingling all over my body
and a feeling of extreme well-being.
	As I absently stroked Dan's abs and pecs I suddenly got the most
incredible hard-on.  I swear it felt like my dick had grown two inches and
turned into a bar of steel.  Dan was hard too and guided my right hand from
his chest down onto his throbbing boner.  "From the feeling of your prick
on my back, I'd say you're ready for round two, or is it three?"  "Who's
fucking counting?  Let's get to it stud-boy!"
	We raced into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed.
	After a few minutes of sixty-nine action Dan began stroking my
asshole with his finger.  He pulled his mouth off my cock and shifted his
position so that his mouth was in front of my asshole.  I couldn't figure
out what he was doing, but when I felt the warm wetness of his tongue on my
pucker I realized I was experiencing a third new sensation.
	I had read about rimming in the gay magazines I picked up
occasionally, but had never expected to find out what it was like.  At
first he just licked around my hole, teasing the opening with his tongue,
when all of a sudden he pushed his tongue into my ass as far as he could.
I almost shot my load right then!  Dan kept this up for a few minutes then
rolled me over and turned so we were facing each other.  "Are you ready to
take it?"  " If I'm not ready now I'll never be.  What should I do?"  "Put
that pillow under your ass and spread your legs out.  It goes in easier
from that position.  I'll position my prick to start fucking, and when
you're ready I'll push it in slowly.  It's gonna hurt at first, but it'll
hurt less if you push with your ass muscles like you're taking a shit.
When I get it all the way in I won't move until you tell me to.  Try to
relax and get used to the feeling.  Don't make any sudden movements, just
grit your teeth and move through the pain.  It should go away after a few
minutes at the longest."  "Should I lube my ass up or will you?"  "You do
it.  Put as much in as you can and try to work two or three fingers in to
loosen yourself up.  I'll suck your cock until you're ready."
	Dan leaned forward and began to lick my dick up and down the shaft
while I took a huge gob of Vaseline and began to work it into my asshole.
	When I managed to squeeze two fingers up my butt he began to suck
in earnest, his head bobbing in my crotch like one of those stupid dogs in
the back window of a car.
	I got half of a third finger in and he pulled my dick out of his
mouth and started giving my balls a tongue bath.
	The sensation of fullness in my ass and his skillful manipulation
of my gonads made me feel like I was ready for the main event.  I pulled
the fingers from my butt and lifted my legs into the air.  "Fuck me you
gorgeous hunk of muscle!  Show me how a man does it!"
	He positioned himself between my legs and I could feel his
cock-head up against my pucker.  He looked me in the eyes and I nodded my
head.
	Slowly he began to push his well-lubed dick forcefully against my
love- pucker.  It started to hurt and felt like it wouldn't fit so I
clenched my ass muscles like I was crapping and almost immediately my
sphincter dilated and his cock plunged into my ass.
	It felt like someone had poured liquid metal up my ass, so sudden
and intense was the pain.  I drew in a quick breath and bit my lip.  Once
he was all the way in, Dan held stock still.  "You OK?"
	I nodded my head and forced a smile.  Dan leaned forward and rested
his chest on mine.  "Relax lover, let yourself get used to it.  Just smack
my ass when you're ready."  I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the sharp
pain his dick was causing in my butt.
	I concentrated on the feeling of his muscular chest and abs resting
on my furry stomach.  Just the feeling of those pecs against me started my
dick getting hard again after I had lost my erection from the pain.  As my
prick got stiffer, the pain gradually dissipated to be replaced by a
feeling of glorious fullness.  I couldn't wait any more and began to move
my ass back and forth just before I slapped his ass like a jockey telling a
thoroughbred to put on some steam in the last quarter mile.  "Ride me stud
puppy!  Fuck my tight cherry ass!"  "Oh man!  I love your tight hole!
There's nothing like virgin butthole!  I'm gonna make you cum like you've
never cum before!"
	Slowly, then gradually picking up speed, Dan began thrusting his
cock into my ass and pulling it back until it almost popped out.
	He leaned forward and began kissing me and nibbling my ears.  He
reached between our bodies and began jerking on my cock.  I had never felt
such intense pleasure.  The feeling of his rock hard nine inches tearing
into my virgin butt while his muscular hand shagged my prick was more than
I could take.
	With a shudder throughout my entire body I let fly the most copious
load of jism I had ever produced in my life.  Spasms wracked my body and my
ass contracted with every wave of pleasure.
	Dan stiffened and I felt his massive load fill my butt and leak out
down my crack and over his balls.  I lay back on the bed basking in the
afterglow of our coupling.
	I raised my head and took in the sight of the load on my stomach.
There had to be as much cum there as when Dan spooged on me earlier.  I lay
back again and Dan collapsed on top of me.  I raised his head and kissed
him softly.  "I know this is probably a little early to say, but Dan, I
love you."  "I don't think it's too early Keith, I love you too."
	We settled back and cuddled then fell asleep in each other's arms.
An hour later we awoke to the light of dusk coloring the room in warm hues
of gold and orange.  Dan smiled and nuzzled his cheek in the hairs of my
chest.  "Must've dozed off.  How you feelin'?"  I began stroking his hair.
"I don't think I've ever felt quite this contented in my life.  Do you
realize what you've done for me?  In one short afternoon you've changed my
entire world.  Before this I'd only dreamed of having sex with another guy,
and I figured I would never find one who would do it with me.  If I died
tonight I could die fulfilled."  Dan raised himself onto his elbow and
began fondling my cock with his free hand.  "Don't die just yet, there's
plenty more for you to experience, and I'm just the guy to show it to you.
Can I ask you a question?"  "Anything you like."  "You say you enjoyed
yourself this afternoon with me."  "Damn straight!"  "Well, if you had fun
with me, how would you feel about having it with me and someone else?"
"You mean a menage-a-trois?"  "Yeah."  "With who?"  "Do you know Jordan?"
"The Jordan who looks like he belongs in a muscle mag?  The Jordan who has
arms the size of my leg?  The Jordan who makes you look like me?  That
Jordan?"  "Woah! Slow down there big fella! Yeah.  That Jordan."  " I'm
familiar with him.  I can't say I know him, although I can say I've thought
about getting to know him.  Why would Jordan consider having sex with me?"
"Because he has sex with me and has asked on more than one occasion if I
thought you'd be into screwing around with him."  "Let me see if I'm
understanding you correctly.  You and Jordan, the Olympian Ideals of our
high school, have sex on a regular basis and have both secretly wanted to
screw around with me, even though you are already screwing around with each
other?"  "That about sums it up."  "Why?"  "Jordan and I grew up in the
same neighborhood and have been friends all our lives.  We were each
other's first sexual experience, and after lack-luster forays into the
world of sex with women, we turned to one another for gratification.  We're
both attracted to the same kind of man, so while the sex we have is
satisfying, it doesn't come anywhere near to being fulfilling.  Now I've
found you, I won't be needing to be with him anymore.  I just thought it
might be nice to give him what he wants as a sort of consolation prize, and
I figured you'd be into it by the way you enjoyed the sex with me.  Jordan
and I have double teamed before and I can guarantee you won't be
disappointed.  That's if you want to?"  "Hey.  If you two are into it, who
am I to deny you your fun?  I just can't help feeling I'm getting the
better end of the stick."  "You'll be getting the better end of two
sticks!"  "Ha, ha.  Very funny.  I mean you two muscle boys have to put up
with flabby old me while I get to fulfill my every wet dream."
	Dan took my chin in his hand and brought my head up to look into my
eyes.  "Keith, you've got to get over this negative bullshit about your
body.  I know you find it hard to believe, but Jordan and I get turned on
by you as much as you're turned on by us.  I jerk off thinking about guys
like you.  Hell!  I jerk off all the time thinking about you!"  "You're
kidding!"  "God's honest buddy.  I can tell you in minute detail what it is
about you that makes me hot, just as I'm sure you can tell me the same
thing.  I'm happy with the arrangement we've discovered, and I hope you are
too, so let's not hear anymore about how inadequate you feel.  I wouldn't
be here if I didn't find you attractive and Jordan wouldn't want to do you
if he didn't feel the same way.  If it helps, think of it like pizza
toppings.  Some people like pineapple and some people don't, but no-one
would ever question their own worth depending on that like or dislike."
"Body image is a little more complicated than ordering pizza."  "True, but
it still boils down to what you like."
	I leaned my head to one side and regarded him with respect in my
eyes.  In an exaggerated British accent I said, "Beautiful and brains too!
Who says all muscle heads are morons?  This 'pizza philosophy' is almost
brilliant in its simplicity.  Kudos for a fine piece of philosophical
reasoning."
	Dan blushed and threw his leg over my reclined torso to straddle me
with his cock pointed at my face.  He crooked one finger under his chin and
said in a passable Southern accent.  "Aw shucks Mr. B!  Don't go all
Brainiac on me now.  Thanks for the compliment, but that's as much as
you're gonna get when I'm sittin' here all nekkid and horny!"
	We both laughed and then shared a long passionate kiss which
quickly turned into another bout of oral sex.  We both took our time and
after we'd both cum, Dan settled back on the bed and said, "So, what about
it?"  "Hmmmmm?"  "Jordan.  Should I make the arrangements or what?"  "When
would you like this cornucopia of sexual delights to be served?"  "Huh?"
"What time would be convenient to get it on?"  "Oh.  As soon as possible."
"Well, no-one will be home until Sunday night at the latest.  So why don't
you have him over tomorrow?  Invite him for lunch.  We'll ravage one
another all morning then after a fine meal, cooked by yours truly, we'll
hug and munch for the rest of the day."  "Sounds like a plan."
	Dan went into the living room and I could hear him talking on the
phone.  I dozed off for a minute or two and awoke to find him snuggled in
beside me.  He lay on his side and was looking me up and down lustfully.
"Everything arranged?"  I asked.  "He'll be here around one.  I asked him
to stop by my place and pick up some clothes and stuff.  I called my Mom
and told her he'd be by and that I wouldn't be home until Sunday."  "She
was cool with that?"  "Sure.  I told her I was working on a science project
with you, and that we needed to keep an eye on it to make sure nothing went
wrong."  "She didn't ask why you couldn't come and get your own clothes?"
"Nah.  She's not that nosy.  Ever since I turned eighteen she assumes I can
take care of myself."  "I noticed you said 'clothes and stuff'.  Just what
falls into the category of 'stuff'?"  "Just never you mind.  It's a
surprise."  "Oh.  I just love surprises.  As long as it's not whips and
chains I'll wait until tomorrow to find out.  It's not whips and chains is
it?"  "Gimme a break!  I'm not into that and neither is Jordan.  Maybe a
little light bondage now and then, but I don't get turned on by pain."
"Good."
	We lay on the bed cuddling in each other's arms.  First he fell
asleep, and I watched his beautiful chest rise and fall with the rhythm of
his breathing.  I slowly drifted off to sleep thinking about what a great
day this had been, and looking forward to the excitement promised for
tomorrow.

End of Part One
Coming Soon:  Part Two: Jordan

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