Date: Thu, 4 Nov 1999 18:44:19 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Feelings of Security, part 8

Feelings of Security, Part 8		by lennoxbear@aol.com

Tom pulled into his parents' driveway early Saturday morning to cut the
grass as he had promised.  He headed into the kitchen to get a protein
shake and take his musclepack of supplements.  His mother just stared at
her now enormous son.  He said he could explain and she just shook her head
and brushed him away. All she said was that if was doing things legally,
she was happy for him.  He hurried out to the garage and prepped the
lawnmower.  Within minutes he was working up a sweat in the fall sun as he
cut the acre and a half of grass.  He could see his brother stick his head
out of the kitchen door and open his eyes wide.  He just waved and kept
mowing.  Even with the professional lawn tracker his father had bought, it
still took him about hour and a half.  He was cleaning up and putting
everything away when his father walked into the garage.

"Your mother told me about your muscle growth but this is phenomenal.  What
are you doing to yourself and is it safe?"  He ran his hand over his son's
arm and shook his head.  Tom explained everything was Ok and that he owed
the transformation to Eric and his incentive in the gym.  He reassured his
father that he had nothing to worry about and that he was the happiest he
had ever been.

"So, this Eric.  Is he the man with whom you want to share your life?"  Tom
looked up at his father as he swept the garage floor.  "Oh, I figured it
out a long time ago, but I left it up to you to decide how you really
wanted to live your life.  I love you no matter what.  But, I want you to
be safe and secure and not for anything bad to happen to you.  If Eric can
make you happy and safe, then I am happy for you."

"Yes, he does, dad," Tom caught himself on the word, realizing the two
meanings it now had in his life.  "He makes me very happy and you will get
to meet him soon.  I love you and mom, and wouldn't ever do anything to
hurt you."

The two men hugged and his father held him at arm's length, "If I was gay,
I'd be hot for you too.  You are one huge mound of muscle and, of course,
you have my good looks.  And maybe some other trait I possess."  His father
winked.  "I love you son" Tom smiled as his father walked back to the
house. He finished his work and went inside to say goodbye to his mother.
He explained he would be home Sunday evening and not to worry.  She assured
him she was fine with everything and he figured she also knew but he wasn't
pushing his luck.  He was loading some extra clothes into his truck when
his brother came out to talk with him.

"That muscle you have loaded on is casting one huge shadow," Kyle punched
Tom's pecs playfully and let his hand slide down to the basket.  "I hope I
get to play again soon.  I gather everything is going well with Eric?"  Tom
told him he and Eric seemed to be getting along really and the future
looked good.  He also thought he and Eric would be glad to have them,
meaning Kyle and Mark, over sometime soon.  Kyle just laughed and mocked,
oh really.  He hugged his brother, copped a quick feel and wished him well.
"I miss you, now more than ever.  And I wish you well.  Just be careful."

Tom piled into his truck and took off back to Eric's.  He sang along with
the radio as he felt the aching in his cock and balls grow as he got closer
to his destination.  Eric, in the meantime had been busy planning for
that's night dinner gathering.  He called in a favor from a friend, who did
catering, which was sending a crew over at 6.  He ran out to buy beer,
wine, liquor, flowers and a few other items he thought might come in handy.
He barely got back home before Tom drove in and ran up the stairs.  He met
him at the front door and hugged.

"How goes the grass cutting?"  Eric cupped the big, beefy butt and ground
his cock against Tom's.  Tom put his things down and hung his jacket up in
the hall closet.

"Good.  My father told me he knew I was gay and that he hoped you were the
man of my dreams."

"Really?"

"Well, not in those exact words but that was the gist of what we discussed.
My brother is as horny as ever and wants to meet you soon and mom, well;
she has to know and seems OK with it too.  All in all, not a bad morning.
What have you been up to?  By the looks of that dick, I can help."

Eric grabbed him in a headlock and dragged him toward the kitchen.  Eric
explained the dinner plans and plans for some other festivities.  They put
the food in the fridge and got the bar set-up ready for the evening.  Tom
watched in awe as Eric set the table with flowers and the whole nine yards.
He teased him about the hidden Martha Stewart side.  Eric just stared and
threatened him with the workout of pain.  When they were satisfied with the
preparations for the evening, they stripped and hit the gym.  Eric kept his
promise and soon had Tom sweating and pleading for relief.  Three hours
later, they were posing in the mirror and comparing the growth they had had
in one short week.  Eric pulled the measurements from a side table along
with the tape measure.  Eric measured Tom's dick before it could get out of
control.

Eric - chest 55 Tom 50
	Waist 32 30
	Biceps 26 22
	Quads 33 30
	Calves 22 22
	Dick 15 12
	255# 220#
	6'6" 6'3"

They were astonished at the change and felt from the warmth and tingling
going through their bodies, that there could be more.  Tom was busily
rubbing his hands all over Eric's muscles as he measured and working hard
to get the big man in the sex mood.  Eric just told him he had to save it
and walked over to unlock the playroom.  Tom eagerly followed and felt his
whole body tremble when the light went on.  The room was clean and painted
a medium gray with black trim.  The room was dominated by a sling, which
was hanging in the middle from huge eyebolts and heavy chain.  Various toys
were stored in neat rows on a set of shelves.  Next to that was a
St. Andrew's cross.  Tom carefully walked through touching things as he
inspected them.  He turned to ask Eric what some of the toys were for and
saw his master standing in the doorway with a full erection.  Tom walked
over and ran his hands down the throbbing dick.

"We really need to wait.  I want your "initiation" into all of this to be
something special and that means not cumming until I have to.  Please let
go.  You don't know what those hot hands do to me."  Tom feigned a hurt
look and dropped Eric's dick.  The caterers will be here soon and we need
to let them in.  Let's head upstairs and get ready."

They had no sooner pulled shorts on, than there was a knock at the kitchen
door.  Eric let the catering crew in and Tom's jaw dropped.  The four men
were all dressed in black jeans and white T-shirts and could all have been
competitive bodybuilders.  Eric explained his friend knew how to cater to
gay clientele.  The crew set in getting dinner ready and Eric pushed Tom
towards the stairs.  They needed to get showered and dressed.

He pulled Tom's shorts and shoes off as soon as they got into the bedroom
and told Tom to wait for him in the bathroom.  Tom waited, amusing himself
by flexing his dick to pass time.  Eric returned with a rubber hose, and
enema kit.  Tom froze.  "Part of your initiation is to be clean to
entertain our guests.  No one will hurt you and I won't let anyone do
anything that I don't think you won't enjoy.  He set about preparing Tom
for his coming out, so to speak.  They showered together and Eric did
everything he could to heighten Tom's sexual awareness without letting him
cum.  By 6:30, Tom was eager for release.  "We need to get dressed.  I've
chosen what I think you should wear."

Eric crossed to the closet in the bedroom and pulled out several bags.
From the first he produced a full harness.  He helped Tom get into it,
which was very difficult since getting the cockring over the eager tool
proved a challenge.  He then pulled out a leather jock and chaps.  Tom slid
into them and ran his hands over his body as he admired the look in the
mirror.

"When did you get this stuff?"  Eric told him he had gone on a major
shopping spree Friday and confessed he had a hard time keeping this all a
secret.  He hugged Eric and felt his cock growing in his tiny jock.

"Hmm, something tells me you may not be wearing that very long."  Eric
tugged on Tom's nips as Tom was searching through his stuff for a pair of
boots.  Eric pulled out a new pair for him.  "I tried to think of
everything."  Tom felt the extra capsule he chanced taking earlier, start
to kick in and have an effect.  He started licking the still naked Eric but
was just pushed away.  "Just be patient."

"And what are you wearing tonight?  Tom adjusted his meat in the jock in an
effort to be a bit less conspicuous.

"Oh, I like to keep things simple."  Eric pulled out a new harness and put
it on while never loosing eye contact with Tom.  Then he produced a pair if
leather shorts with a removable codpiece.  The shorts rode high on the
heavily veined quads making them look bigger than they were.  The massive
ass looked like it had been carved from black onyx.  Eric's ample endowment
strained the codpiece snaps.  He pulled on high Dehner's over his diamond
shaped calves and asked Tom's opinion.  He could tell from the dazed look
on Tom's face, and Tom's overflowing jock, that he had chosen the
appropriate attire.

They walked down the steps with Eric's' arm around Tom's shoulder.  He
reassured his boy that nothing would happen that he didn't want to happen
and if he gave the sign, all activity, if any occurred, would cease.  Tom
asked who the guests were and Eric just said wait to see.  Tom got another
surprise when they walked into the kitchen to check on the caterers.  All
four men were now dressed in leather jocks and workboots to fit the theme
of the party.  Tom immediately turned and walked out.  Eric followed and
asked what was wrong.

"Oh nothing, except that I am approaching a sexual point of no return.  I
could drop a load without touching myself, and those four hot men just
might blow my trigger.  I need a drink."  Tom went to get a beer and mocked
Eric's teasing tone.  Eric smacked his bare ass.

A few minutes after seven, the first guests arrived.  Eric opened the door
to Ron and Darrell, both in harnesses and chaps with bare butts and too
small jocks.  Both men kissed and grabbed Tom's ass, making Tom even more
edgy.  Next came Marsh and Jack, who chose to wear as little leather as
possible.  They hung up their jackets and slipped off their jeans to reveal
studded jocks and high boots.  The next two men were guys Tom had not met.
Frank and Don had been a couple for five years now and added to the high
level of testosterone in the room.  Don was a lean, blond athletic hunk
with full wonderful muscles and blond body hair.  He was dressed in boots
and leather shorts.  Frank, his master, was dressed in full leather
including cap and gloves and was a super hot older man of about 55 with
short salt and pepper hair and lots of muscle under the skintight leather.
Tom was anxiously waiting for the last two guests and chatting with Frank
and Don in the TV room, when he heard Eric welcome Kyle and Mark.  Tom's
head spun.  Eric's smile couldn't have been broader.

Tom walked into the entryway to see his brother and football hunk, Mark,
shaking hands with Eric.  They were both in black jeans, boots and white
T-shirts.  Eric reminded them, kiddingly, the code was leather or no shirt,
or naked.  Both boys chucked their shirts and unbuckled their jeans to let
them ride low.  They fit in perfectly with the athletic look of muscle and
fur.  Eric offered everyone a drink and played the perfect host.

At 7:45, everyone sat down to eat and ogle the staff.  Eric and Frank sat
at the opposite heads of the table with their boys at their right hands.
The remaining seats were mixed couples so no one was seated next to their
other half or date.  Tom was amazed at how well everyone got along.  In no
time, they were all carrying on like they were old friends talking about
sports, movies, music and politics.  He was amazed at how well informed
Kyle was regarding gay events and news.  Even more amazing was how well
informed Mark was.  Tom had always taken him for just another dumb jock.
The combination of hot muscle, fur and brains was very attractive.  Tom
felt his dick straining all through dinner.  It didn't help that Eric would
every once in awhile reach under the table and grope him.  The wait staff
was fighting to retain their jocks.  But by dessert, they were completely
naked and enjoying the attention.

As the guests were finishing desert, Eric excused Tom and himself and
headed to the basement playroom.  He hugged and kissed his hot boy and
explained that if he didn't want to play in group sex, he didn't have to.
Tom reassured him he wanted to do what ever made Eric happy and hot.  Eric
helped him out of his chaps, jock and boots and into the sling.  Then Eric
placed a hood over Tom's head that let him breath and also left ample
opening for hard cocks.  Tom and Eric agreed their keyword was security.
All Tom had to do was say "Eric security", and Eric would put a halt to
things.  He left Tom alone in the playroom while he went back upstairs to
prep his guests.

He found everyone enjoying another drink and getting very touchy feely.
Kyle and Mark were almost naked and Eric walked over to pull down their
jeans.  "Might as well get rid of them now boys.  There are bags in the TV
room for your clothes and belongings, if you want.  The playroom is
downstairs.  I'll let these guys show you the way.  Eric motioned for his
guests to go enjoy themselves and went into the kitchen to take care of the
catering staff.  He wrote a check to pay the men and then invited them to
stay and party.  It took about three seconds for the hot horny men to
accept and follow Eric to the basement.  Eric was happy to see no one
waited for the host to start.

Tom felt like he was in a self-deprivation tank waiting for something to
happen.  He could hear muffled noise upstairs and lost track of how long it
was before anyone came into the playroom.  The first men in just whistled
their approval and soon Tom's body was being assaulted by numerous hands,
all working over his nipples, abs, cock, balls and asshole.  Someone
finally bent his head back to receive a long hard cock.  Tom entertained
himself with trying to figure out whose dick was whose and who was playing
with what body part.  He felt his ass being loosened, first with lubed
fingers, then with various sized dildoes.  He took the opportunity when
someone pulled out of his mouth to plead for a real cock and not a toy.

"My boy wants real cocks men.  Rubbers anyone?'  Eric dealt with his
guest's pleasures.  He wandered through the group, slapping asses and
pinching nipples.  He let a few men suck on his cock but didn't want to
cum.  He was saving a healthy load for Tom.  He saw that Kyle, like his
brother was going to be a hot bottom as he shared turns getting fucked by
every one available.  Mark had two of the waiters working him over and soon
was fucking one of them while that one fucked his buddy.  All around toys
and lube were spreading sexual joy.

Tom knew Darrell had fucked him.  No mistaking that big black cock.  He
figured another huge dick that had damned near split his ass had to have
been Frank's. But Eric's dick never made its way into his stretched out
butt hole.  His hands had been busy jacking hot cocks for who knows how
long. His nipples were raw from attention and his ass had to be a bright
red from the slaps he was receiving.  No one had gotten extremely rough and
he lost count of being fucked by at least eight men.  A hot hand began
working his right nipple, pinching, twisting and pulling.  He knew from the
technique that it had to be Eric's. He had held off cumming despite his
prostate being pummeled by Darrell and Frank.  He knew he had to wait until
Frank gave the word it was OK.  He heard Frank talking to someone.  Thanks
for bringing your kit Frank.  I thought Tom would like this and I wanted to
surprise him.  I think he's ready."  Tom felt ice being applied to his
right nipple and then something clamp over it.  It was sore and dead enough
that he hardly felt the needle cross through it.  He heard the men
applauding.  He knew Eric was kissing him.  He whispered into Tom's ear, "I
love you and this is only a small token of my love."  Tom felt an enormous
dildoe being worked into his hole and heard the room fill with grunts and
moans.  He figured everyone was fucking and sucking into oblivion.  Eric
removed the hood so Tom could see that he was surrounded by hot men all
naked, jacking their dicks and shooting their loads over his spent body.
He felt shot after shot of hot cum hit his abs, cock, balls and left
nipple.  Eric was fucking him with the dildo.  He smiled and licked his
lips at the sight of his boy in total submission.

Frank and Don helped Tom out of the sling and both kissed him.  He had been
right about Frank's cock.  It was another monster.  But when he looked at
it compared to Eric's, he knew the best fuck was yet to come.  Marsh was
handing everyone towels and offered to soap anyone up in the shower who
need help.  Jack dope slapped him and told him to get a grip.  Marsh
grabbed Mark's butt and Kyle joined the three of them going up the stairs.
Tom was trying to get his eyes to focus on his right nipple and the silver
barbell now going through it.  Eric walked over and hugged him, spreading
the numerous loads of jism on their two bodies.  Let me get everyone
settled and I'll be back.  Eric went out into the gym and offered everyone
to sleep over if they wanted.  No one refused.  There were going to be hot
naked men in every corner of the house.  The guests and waiters were
heading upstairs to no-doubt either shower or start over, as Eric walked
back into the playroom and closed the door.

He locked the door from inside and slowly walked over to Tom.  He circled
around his boy and slapped his beefy butt.  Then he lowered Tom back into
the sling and slid his fist into Tom's relaxed hole.  "I didn't know if you
could get into fisting but I think this ass could accommodate it.  But not
now."  He walked over to Tom's side to show the boy his hard cock.  "I
think it's growing again.  It's directly related to fucking that wonderful
ass of yours."  He walked back around and slowly slid the fuckpole up Tom's
quivering ass.  Tom thrashed and moaned.  Eric pulled him all the way down
with the chains of the sling.  The looked into each other's eyes as they
felt the monster cock expand in length and circumference.  "See, it's very
happy up there.  I don't know why, but that hole of yours could handle a
six foot two by four."

Eric began swinging Tom back and forth in the sling fucking the man until
he had shot three times.  Tom was hanging limp in the sling when Eric
finally let his load fill the man he wanted now more than anything.  He lay
across Tom's body and felt the heat radiate from his lover.  He felt Tom's
muscles rippling again and stood up to see Tom's arms and chest expand
before his eyes.  "Holy fuck, you just got bigger."

Tom looked up at Eric who had his arms upright on the chains.  He saw the
arms flex and grow.  The heat of the moment had triggered the muscle growth
they had expected.  "Oh shit, I'm never going to be as big as you if you
don't quit taking this stuff and give me a chance to catch up."

"And that's never going to happen, son."  Eric helped him up.  Tom wobbled
on his uncertain legs.  Eric just threw him over his shoulder and carried
him toward the door.  He turned off the playroom light and headed up the
stirs.  As he walked through the house checking the doors, he could hear
men having sex in every room.  He left key lights on so no one would fall
and get hurt going from one trick to another.  They could hear Marsh, Jack,
Mark and Kyle in one bedroom sucking and fucking.  It sounded like Kyle had
two cocks up his ass and one in his mouth.

"What time is it?"

"One AM.  These guys will carry on another hour or so and then sleep late.
You were in the sling over two hours."  Eric held Tom over his shoulder and
had his fingers in Tom's ass as he carried him to the master bedroom.  They
showered and Eric checked Tom's new piercing to make sure it was all right.
Tom seemed to want to play again when they climbed into bed, but Eric just
rolled him over on his side and soon they were asleep.

It was 10 AM when Tom woke up.  He was cuddled against Eric in the crook of
his lover's arm and smiled at how right it all felt.  He ran his hand over
the furry chest that had gained at least another inch of muscle and down to
a long, thick dick.  He looked at it and figured his days of being able to
swallow the whole thing were over but he could have fun trying.  He was
about to suck the long foreskin when Eric woke up.  "You wake it up and it
goes back up your ass, fuck boy."

Tom just rolled his head across Eric's abs and looked up at him just before
going down on the head.  The man was intent on starting the morning the way
he ended it with the cock of the man he loved as far into his body as he
could get it.  Despite having just woken up, it only took five minutes to
get Eric to shoot.  He had worked so hard to control himself the day before
his nuts were ready to shoot just by squeezing them.  They lay in bed a
couple more minutes before Eric got up to go downstairs to make coffee.
Tom followed in a minute, checking on the whereabouts of their guests as he
walked through the chilly house.  He walked into the TV room to start fire
and found Darrell and two of the waiters asleep on the sleeper sofa.  None
of them heard him.

Eric was in the kitchen with the other two waiters who had gotten up and
started organizing breakfast.  They said it was the least they could do for
the most fu they had had in a lone time.  The morning sun was streaming
into the room as the four naked me prepared tings.  About 11, Marsh, Jack,
Kyle and Mark appeared looking pretty wrung out.  Tom just laughed at his
brother and hugged him.  "So, did you fuck me too?" Tom asked Kyle.

"You bet your sweet beefy butt I did.  But I didn't get to see you handle
that thing," Indicating Eric's donkey dick.  "That's the biggest fucking
piece of meet I have ever seen.'

"Coach is almost that big," Mark chimed in.  Everyone's head turned.
"What? You didn't know the coach at State was an assfucker?  Puhleese.
He's a pig"

"OK, so we'll put him on our guest list."  Eric elbowed Tom and winked.
Within minutes all the guests were up and seated in the dining room
enjoying breakfast and coffee and groping each other.  Eric pulled Tom
upstairs.

"They're going to be fucking each other's brains out for another hour or
so.  Let's go for that motorcycle ride.  Put your jeans on under the chaps
and you can wear one of my old leather jackets.  The two men were in full
leather as they wheeled out of the garage and through the vehicles in the
driveway to fly down the back roads.  Tom held his big arms around Eric's
massive chest and soon had the zipper down enough to get his hands on
Eric's nipples.  He had missed that Eric was wearing a shirt.  His hand
went down to Eric's crotch and found the outline of a hardon in the leather
jeans.  He squeezed their bodies together and they rode the bike as one
man.  They returned an hour and fifteen-minutes later to the sounds of sex
in the playroom again.  Eric was about to go downstairs but Tom stopped
him.

"No, I want only you.  I want you to fuck me in full leather out in the
woods.  Let's go for a little walk, sir."  They headed into the warm fall
day and about 100 yards from the house, Tom found a tree where he could
bend over and give Eric easy access to his big glutes in the jeans and
chaps.  Eric pulled his cock from his leather jeans and rammed it back into
Tom.  He held his boy hard around the chest and fucked him until his
fillings were rattling before they came together.  By the time they walked
back to the house everyone was dressed and helping clean the house and
kitchen.  By three PM, they were alone and relaxing in front of the fire.

"Last night was a lot of fun.  Something I never thought I would do in a
million years.  And I will gladly do group sex with you anytime.  But, I
like it best when I have you all to myself.  Thank you for the nipple
piercing, it was totally unexpected and hot but about all the stuff you
bought."  Eric cut him off.

"I bought it because I want you to have it and because I love you.  And
yes, I know I don't have to do it, but I want to.  I also know you need to
spend time with your family and can't believe how depressed it makes me
feel, like I am hollow again in side.  I can't stand being away from you
and we have only known each other a very short time.  I do have one more
thing to give you before you go back to your parents tonight."  He pulled a
house key from his pocket and placed it in Tom's hand curling his fingers
around it.  "I want you to be able to come here when ever you can or need.
It's too early to say live with me, but when you are ready, this is your
home too."  He kissed Tom deeply and squeezed his left pec.