Date: Thu, 28 Jul 2005 20:46:20 +0100 (BST)
From: Jay Bee <jbspam2000@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Stage Show no. 2

Stageshow no. 2 by JompingBeeen

Warning: This story is intended for gay/bi men above the age of 18. It
depicts explicit sexual activity between consenting males. If you find this
offensive, stop reading now.


The place was packed as the curtain raised and the show began with two
well-muscled guys being led on stage. Each was dressed in loose jeans,
shirtless, and glistened with sweat, lead by a spiked collar around their
necks. Each of them looked as if they had walked straight off the set of
Baywatch, but this setting was much dirtier. The guy leading them was of a
smaller build, and more fully clothed with leather trousers and a plain
white T-shirt, but was still nicely muscular. Tattoed biceps bulged out of
the T-shirt sleeves. In the centre of the stage lay a wooden frame,
designed to support two bodies side by side, with a gap in between
them. Various close-shot cameras had been attached to it, and it was
clearly going to be the centrepiece of the show.

With the help of the T-shirted guy, the two hunks clambered into the frame
and were secured with various leather straps. Each hunk was hooded and
trussed down securely, ending up in a suspended on-all-fours pose,
face-down. By this point an air of expectation was hanging above the
audience.

Red silk curtains drew aside on either side of the stage, revealing two
huge video screens. Each showed various shots of the proceedings, from
various angles, and switched cameras every so often. The lights dimmed and
a spotlight came on, illuminating the equipment in the centre of the
stage. And so the show began. Music started, a deep, pulsing heavy beat, as
the guy in the T-shirt explored the two muscular men with his hands.

He began slowly running his fingers all over their well-defined bodies,
sliding his hands across their pecs, abs, shoulders, arms, backs, enjoying
the sensation. A few guys in the audience groaned at the sight in front of
them. Two hard-muscled guys, tanned, toned, gleaming, jeans slowly
tightening around their groins, being fondled by a cute smaller guy with
delicious muscles, tight leather trousers also tautening around his
swelling hard-on, also tanned, defined, lovely.

The cameras switched to a view of the hunks' backsides, one on the left
video screen, the other on the right. The smaller guy now reached in
between their legs, stroking the insides of their thighs, fondling,
squeezing gently, and finally reaching in to the left guy and pulling on a
section of the jeans between his legs. The section came free, the cameras
showing that it was in fact velcro'd in place. The section of denim was
peeled away, revealing the left guy's underwear - a black thong. An arm
reached in, making the guy on the left gasp, and grasped the material of
the thong. With a quiet tearing sound it was ripped out through the gaping
hole in the jeans, and thrown aside. The left camera now clearly showed a
bare ass with two well-formed testicles hanging just below it. In the same
manner, the right guy's ass was also revealed.

The T-shirted guy now tugged off his T-shirt, clean white material sliding
upwards over well-defined bronze muscles. His chest was covered in a light
coating of brown hair, which he ran his fingers through. He then picked up
some lubricant from beside the frame and began to thoroughly lube up his
right hand and forearm. Moving in more closely between the left guy's legs,
he then began fingering him, sliding his middle finger deep into the guy's
hole.

"Ohhhh yeah...." moaned the left guy.

One finger was joined by another, and then another, until finally the whole
fist was inserted into the gaping hole.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The guy in the leather trousers now withdrew his fist and used it to lube
up his left arm. Now he positioned himself between the two sections of the
frame, and began fingering the right guy. At the same time, he began
inserting his left fist into the left guy's twitching butt.

"Oh fuck!" from the left.

"Oh man!" from the right.

Once he'd worked both his fists in good and deep he began sliding them
around and feeling about. After a few minutes he began to settle into a
simple rhythmic thrusting, sliding his hands in and out of his two
buddies. As time passed, he managed to slide slowly deeper and deeper
inside, inch by inch reaching further in until his wrist was engulfed
too. By this time each guy was gasping, lifting their heads, mouths
opening, sighs of pleasure escaping before their heads lolled back down
again.

At this point a new character appeared. From the far side of the stage a
guy walked in towards the frame and the act taking place. He was big. The
new guy was hugely muscled, obviously a bodybuilder, and was wearing only
leather shorts and an earring. His muscles rippled and flexed as he
advanced across the stage. He had immensely muscled thighs which glistened
in the stage lights, and an enormously broad chest with each massive muscle
deeply defined. His biceps were like footballs, but the most obvious
feature was his forearms. He looked almost like popeye, with gigantic
muscles strung from wrist to elbow, enormous veins sticking out hard under
the skin. His huge thick forearms ended in thick wrists and a huge pair of
hands. The guy in the leather trousers withdrew his hands, nodded to the
bodybuilder, and left the stage.

The two guys in the frame tried to look behind them, but couldn't
see. They'd both agreed to be fisted on stage, each of them wanting to try
it in public just to see what it felt like, but now their fists had gone,
and they could hear the heavy footsteps of someone approaching. Someone
large.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"We're not finished yet!"

As the audience collectively grinned in anticipation, the bodybuilder
quietly lubed up both his huge forearms and then began fingering both guys
at the same time.

"Hooh fuck!"

"Aahhh yeah!"

The bodybuilder now inserted two thick fingers at a time.

"Grrruuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ohhhhhhh!"

Each guy closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. Suddenly they felt a lot
tighter than before. The guy on the left managed to turn his head and look
underneath himself, and saw the immense abs and tight leather shorts of the
guy fingering him.

"Fuck!" he shouted "Where's the other guy?"

"What?"

The right guy also looked underneath. At this point the bodybuilder was
starting to insert three fingers.

"Oh shit, man! There's been a mistake!" said the right guy.

"There's no mistake," said the bodybuilder in a deep voice.

The bodybuilder then began trying with four fingers, making the two guys
moan and gasp. He pushed his fingers in slowly, and slid them slowly out
again. Over and over he pushed and slid as the two guys cried out
softly. Once again they were raising their heads as he pushed inside them,
their mouths opening and their eyes closing, releasing faint gasps and
cries. As he withdrew their teeth would grit and their heads would loll
back down, his fingers making faint slurping sounds as he pulled out.

Finally he began inserting his whole hand, very slowly and carefully. Each
guy grunted slightly and gasped out loud as his fingers slid in all the
way, followed by his thumbs and the whole of his hands. He slid in and out
several times, letting them get used to his wide, heavy hands, stretching
them out carefully. Once they had got used to it, he began to push in
further. His hands now sunk into them up to the wrist, each guy moaning and
twisting in the frame they were tied to.

The original master now returned to the stage, brandishing a pair of
scissors. He began cutting at their jeans, slicing at them as the fists
slid slowly deep into their backsides, and then were slowly, slowly pulled
out again. Each hunk shuddered at the sensation of hot flesh inside their
asses, contrasting with the feel of cold metal on their lower
bodies. Snipping away, the master cut up the backs of each jean leg, cut
across to the hole already cut into the jeans, and sliced upwards until he
reached the waists of each pair. Tugging at the denim, he pulled it free of
the leather harnesses keeping the hunks in place, until finally they were
naked. As he removed the waist section of the jeans, each guy's cock
flopped downwards, thick veiny hard-ons pointing downwards between their
legs.

As the bodybuilder's fists once again slid slowly up their asses, each
guy's cock twitched upwards. They both groaned in unison, breathing
heavily. The other master moved around in front of them, unzipped his
trousers, and tugged out his cock. He took the left guy's head in his hands
and pushed his cock slowly into his mouth. As he did so, the bodybuilder
pushed his fist deep into his backside, sliding it in past the wrist. The
guy bucked and cried out loudly around his mouthful of hard dick, his face
contorting in pleasure and pain, eyes opening wide. The other hunk also
opened his eyes wide at the sound of his colleague's cries. As if in answer
to his anticipation, the bodybuilder now also shoved his other fist deep
into his ass, again past the wrist.

"Aaauuugghhh!" came the cry, the guy's eyes opening wide again then
closing, his mouth contorted, breathing hard.

Grinning as he looked from one ass to the other, the bodybuilder began to
quicken the pace a little. His fists slid in and out in unison, and the
right guy's cock started to twitch. The smaller master pulled his cock out
of the left guy's mouth, and grabbed one of the cameras mounted on the
frame. He moved it in close to the right guy's cock, and the audience were
treated to a huge view of the first gobs of thick precum drooling out of
his tight cut cockhead as the bodybuilder stroked his prostate. A few
inches of fluid slid out and hung for a second, before the heavy droplets
at the end surrendered to gravity and dripped onto the floor. A thin string
of slightly milky fluid remained hanging from the opening of the cockhead.

"Ohhhhhhhhh God.........." uttered the left hand guy as his own cock
twitched and throbbed in response to the bodybuilder's manipulation of his
own prostate.

The smaller master grasped each cock and began to slowly milk them,
rhythmically pumping them in time to the fistings they were
receiving. Precum continued to drool leisurely out of the right guy's cock,
the thick shaft tight and pulsing gently in time to his hammering
heart. The left guy's cock now also began to release some precum, albiet at
a slower rate than the cock on the right. Neither guy seemed to notice that
the bodybuilder's wrists were now a few inches inside their assholes. He
was steadily taking them deeper than they had ever been before, but each
guy simply gritted his teeth, clenched his eyes closed, gasped and groaned,
sweated (both were becoming slick with sweat) and growled through twitching
lips.

The right guy's cock suddenly pulsed and dumped out a teaspoonful of fluid
- the bodybuilder had begun to drive him to new heights of pleasure. The
cock sputtered and then stopped, as it's owner threw back his head and
hoarsely shouted for more. The left guy simply hissed between his teeth and
began pumping his hips back and forth a little, unable to move far due to
the tight restraints. The right guy groaned again. Sweat dripped off his
forehead and he was a little red in the face as the bodybuilder pulled his
arm almost completely out before slowly easing it back in again. The action
made him buck in the restraints, his cock now twitching almost
uncontrollably. He was clearly ready to come.

"You come and I'll kick your ass" said the bodybuilder.

"Gnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhh!"

"I mean it shithead!"

"Nnnnnnhhhhhhhh!"

A close up camera showed the right guy's face contorted with effort as he
tried desparately to hold back, his teeth grinding, his cock twitching. His
legs began to shake and he cried out and groaned and thrashed. Finally he
regained control, but not before a small pea-sized drop of thick white come
had oozed out of his cock. It hung there, mockingly, as the cock, and in
fact his whole body, shuddered and twitched. The smaller master zoomed a
camera in on it, showing the tightly-stretched cockhead skin glistening in
the light, thick veins and arteries pulsing on the livid shaft. Another
camera zoomed on his face, showing his now almost-blank expression and
glazed-over eyes as he struggled to shut out what was happening around him
in a vain attempt to stop himself ejaculating.

The smaller master waved his cock in the left guy's face, rubbed it across
his mouth, put its head right in front of each eye, treating him to a
blurred view of his taut cockhead. He then followed the same procedure with
the right guy, who actually flinched and tried to avoid looking at it, his
breath coming in short gasps. He was clearly struggling to keep his juices
under control.

"I think it's time we got lefty here as horny as right, what do you think?"
said the bodybuilder.

The smaller master merely nodded and began to slide his cock and balls
across the left guy's face again. The bodybuilder increased the pace of
fisting, making the right guy choke out a sob. Now the left guy's eyes also
began to glaze.

"You know the score. You come before I say, I beat the shit out of you..."

Left's cock was now beginning to twitch as the smaller master took it in
his hand, knelt down under the frame, and began to slowly suck the
throbbing cockhead.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhitt!"

"Ohhhhhh!"

Within minutes, the gentle toying had the left guy twitching in his
restraints. All the while the right guy simply sat still, all the muscles
around his groin clenched tight in a desperate effort to hold back, his
eyes still glazed over and his expression almost blank. A thin trickle of
spittle had slid down his chin and now dripped onto the floor. Occasionally
he would let out a very quiet gasp as he felt the ever-present fist slide
deep into him, and ever so often he would shudder.

In turn, the left guy was also starting to mewl quietly with pleasure, also
shuddering and clenching up tight. Muscles all over his body tautened and
quivered as he also tried to hold back the floods of spunk building up
impatiently in the base of his cock.

Now the master moved between them, grasping their cocks in a gentle but
firm grip, and began to pump them slowly backwards and forwards. The left
guy sobbed abruptly, his face contorted, and a thin stream of high-pressure
pre-cum pissed out of his cockhead onto the master's face. Despite his best
efforts, the right guy saw it happen, and cried out in agony as he
struggled to hold back, his own cock now dumping out a few teaspoons of
thin fluid.

The bodybuilder slowed down, sliding each forearm in and out with
unbearable slowness.

"Ack!"

The left guy almost seemed to gag, and a trickle of spunk began to run
freely out of his cock. His muscles and face were redenning with effort and
he began to shake.

"Nhhhhh! Nhhhhhhhh! Nhhhhhhoooooo!"

"Fuck!"

The pair of them twitched, spasmed, shook. The whole frame began to
vibrate.

"That's it guys! Come! Come! COME!" shouted the bodybuilder.

They needed no encouragement - suddenly the pair of them could hold on no
longer. Their tortured cocks could take no more. They twitched upwards,
almost in synchrony, and both shot out long high-pressure jets of thick
white gluey fluid, so high it almost hit their own chests.

Their cocks paused for breath and then fired again, great long ropes of
white shooting out and landing square on the smaller master's body, who
promptly began rubbing it into his chest.

Spuuuuuuuuuurt.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Finally the flow sputtered to a halt, both cocks softening slightly and
drooping.

The lights dimmed. The curtain dropped.