Date: Sun, 7 Jan 2001 17:27:33 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 18

G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 18		by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is a continuation of stories with characters begun in
Feelings of Security.  This story contains graphic gay sex, man to man.  If
such material offends you, please go elsewhere.  Also, sexual practices are
fantasy and not an endorsement of unsafe sexual practices and are not meant
to be seen as such.


Dan stood under the hot shower and let the soothing water wash over his
sore body.  He always knew when Tom had a particularly trying day at the
hospital or office.  It meant hot, non-stop sex.  Yesterday must have been
one helluva winner.  Pratt had come home, crushed him with one immensely
tight bearhug then dragged him to bed.  Not that Dan minded.  But even he
was not ready for the paces through which the good doctor put him.  He
spent an hour face down on the bed getting his butt plowed or on his knees
with the doc's stiff prick down his throat.  They got a couple of hours of
sleep only to have Tom wake him up by rolling him on his back and plowing
his ass again.  He had called the restaurant to say he would be late.  Now,
as the hot water burned his sore nips, and his legs wobbled from being in
cramped positions all night, not to mention his ass being fucked all ways
but down, he contemplated not going in till noon.  The hot shower felt good
nonetheless and soon had his dick erect and throbbing.

The bathroom door opened and he heard a coffee cup being put on the sink.
"I brought you coffee Danny.  Look I need to get to the hospital, and I am
sorry about last night and this morning."

Dan turned off the water and pulled back the shower curtain.  He looked at
the beefy doctor in pullover and jeans.  "That's OK, I'm not complaining,
as you can see."  He wiggled his hips to swing his stiff prick back and
forth. "From what little you told me it was not one of your better days.  I
can appreciate that.  And, well, the sex, is wine with me."  Tom leaned in
to kiss him and tug on the big dick.

"Thanks, I love you.  I need to get to work.  I'll call ya later and if I
can, how about lunch?"

"Sure, come over to the restaurant."

"No, every time I do that we end up in your office having, oh, I see, fine.
Uh, I'll call you later, horndog."  He kissed Dan one more time, tweaked a
sore nip and headed off to the hospital.

Bob rinsed the soap from Dave's back in the shower and leaned against the
tile.  He ran his hand down between the young man's tight asscheeks and
heard Dave groan.  Dave wiggled his butt and reached around for his lover.
"Again, Daddy, please."

Bob dropped his head between the heavily muscled shoulders and moans
himself.  "We fucked half the night and again this morning.  You want it
again?"

"Mmmmm, you betcha."  Dave bent over a bit more and rubbed his butt against
Bob's growing dick.  Bob reached around for the firm young pecs and hard
nips.  He shrugged his shoulders.

"OK, but if you end up all pruney from being in the shower too long, don't
be mad at me.  Oh fuck you're hot."  The two men humped in the small
enclosed space until Bob unloaded another round of jizz on Dave's tiny
waist. Dave watched his own cum wash down the tile in front of him.  "Geez,
Davey, I won't have any energy left for work."

"Hmm, what will the other construction dudes say?  Hey, Bob who was the
chick who fucked you senseless last night?  You gonna tell them, his name
is Dave?"  Bob tosses a towel at the smirking teenager and dries himself
off.

"You don't think they know?  They aren't that dumb."

"Yeah right.  I've seen that crew.  They think I'm your son.  They don't
get that this big beefy, muscular blondish-red construction worker
musclebear is really having hot sex with me."

"They're too worried about getting off themselves to care about me."

"You aren't worried about being a queer on a construction site?"  Bob shook
his head no.  Dave looked unconvinced.

"I don't hide my being gay, they just never ask.  I don't make an issue out
of it.  I really do think they know.

"OK, well, just be careful."

"Speaking of careful.  You meeting with the lawyer again this morning?"

"Yeah.  He's coming into the store.  He isn't sure if Mrs. Glover's family
will contest the will, regardless, he doesn't think that have a leg to
stand on.  She kept a journal and documented everything in support of her
decision.  I can't believe she left me damned near everything and never
told me, never gave me a clue. They have every right to be pissed."

"Well, if they are as estranged from her as the lawyer said, you shouldn't
have a problem.  When's the funeral?"

"Saturday, wonder if they'll show."  Dave watched Bob pull on his tight
work jeans and a T-shirt and felt his nuts react from the sight.

"Oh no.  I see that look.  I need to get to work and you need to get to the
store.  I'll see ya at the gym later and then it's my turn to get fucked
all night.  See ya."  He kissed Dave, paused, looked at the handsome young
man and kissed him again.  Dave watched him head out the door adjusting his
hard dick as he walked.

Dave quickly got dressed and headed to the store.  He had several things he
needed to do before it opened and the lawyer arrived.  He glanced at his
reflection in the door as he unlocked it.  He had packed on more muscle
since becoming Bob's lover and workout partner.  The pullover with the
store logo was tight across his a chest and straining to contain his
shoulders.  The sleeves rode up over the big biceps.  His dick stiffened at
the sight, not bad.  He locked the door and set about faxing orders for
more supplements.  He had set up a web site and mail order business for the
store and found the email box loaded with new orders to be filled.  He made
a mental note to ask Marsh and Jack for help to expand the website.  The
store opened at 9:30 with a few customers.  Promptly at 10, Mrs. Glover's
lawyer arrived.  The older man stared at the humpy teenager.  Dave wasn't
sure if it was a disapproving look or not.

He produced a four-page document iteming Dave's inheritance.  Dave stood
behind the counter quickly checking out a customer and glancing over the
list.  He looked up at the man with a confused look.  "What is all this
stuff?"

"It's everything Mrs. Glover wanted you to have."  Dave looked back at the
document.  "Dave, with the exception of a small amount of money, she left
you everything.  Did you think I only meant this business?"  Dave gestured
with a nod of his head.  The furniture, car, stocks, bonds all that is
yours.  It's a pretty tidy amount of money, and the furniture is mostly
antiques, good antiques."  Dave could only look at the man and blink.

Tom Pratt walked through the hospital corridors saying good morning's to
everyone.  He checked in on Tom's grandmother.  The woman was holding on.
Tom's parents were there at the time and reassured them everything that
could be done was.  They accepted that she may not pull through and seemed
grateful for his attention.

"Have you spoken to Tom?  I know they were quite fond of each other."

Tom's mother stood at the bedside. "Yes, he called early this morning.  He
and Eric only have a couple of days of vacation left but he's going to try
to get home sooner.  We'll keep him informed about her, nothing he can do
really."  The doctor offered them a few more words of encouragement and
excused himself.

He quietly walked down another hall and stood outside Doug's room.  He
could hear Doug and Mike laughing inside as he took a deep breath.  Both
men greeted him with smiles and handshakes.  Doug asked about the new meds
that he had received that morning.  Tom pursed his lips and sighed.

"You have what appears to be a blood clot on your spine.  It may be
nothing, so we are using medications in an attempt to break it up and
reduce it.  I want to have some more x-rays done and a scan to be sure it
is not going to press against the spinal cord and how we can best go about,
well, getting rid of it."

Mike held Doug's hand and took a deep breath of his own.  "Is there a
chance that this could keep him from walking?"

Tom sat on the edge of the bed.  "At this point, we don't think so, but we
can't take chances with someone who has injuries of this magnitude.  It's
better to be safe than sorry.  It's just that we will also need to do a
couple of tests that, welllll, may not be real comfortable."

Doug seemed to stare blankly ahead.  "When do you start these tests?"

Pratt took a deep breath that stretched the limits of the pullover under
the white jacket.  "This afternoon, if you consent."  Doug slowly shook his
head.  "We'll do everything we can to avoid this becoming something that
will keep you from walking.  I'll go make the arrangements."  He left the
two men hugging and walked back to his office.  He reviewed the list of
procedures for Doug and handed it to a nurse to finalize.  A note fell to
the floor as he flopped into his chair.  Bug Red about appointments.

Mark dropped Kyle off at work on his way to his part-time job.  The two
young men sat in the car at the curb.  Mark studied Kyle's face.  "You OK
with this?  It's a big step."

Kyle slowly nodded his head.  "Part of it is really exciting and part of it
is sorta scary.  "Ive never really been away from home before, it's just
that with my grandmother and all, it's not the best timing."

"Well, you don't have to go out with me, you can make the trip a couple
weeks later."

"I know, but I would like to share this whole adventure with you, fuck our
way across country."

Mark laughed.  "I hadn't honestly thought about that part of it.  So, you
going to tell your parents today?"

Kyle took a deep breath and blew it out slowly.  "Yeah, wish me luck."
Mark leaned over, kissed his young lover and squeezed the hard pecs.

"Hey, maybe Frank and Don can help us get settled, they're out there.  So
it won't be like we don't know anyone."  Kyle nodded in agreement and
jumped out of the car.  He watched Mark zip around the corner and out of
sight then walked to his part - time job at the college administration
building.  As he got to his desk, his boss stopped by to offer him coffee.

She was an older woman who had worked for the college for years, did an
excellent job keeping people productive but never becoming overbearing.
She filled his coffee cup and sat in the chair next to his desk.  "So
what's up, you've been in a funk the last couple of days."  He explained
his dilemma about the impending move to California, his grandmother, and
having to switch schools, but not really saying the move was to remain with
his gay lover.  She sat in the chair and sipped her coffee, then took a
deep breath.

"Sometimes, life offers us great adventures and we just have to go with
what happens.  Didn't your grandmother come here as a na^Ėve girl from
England?  I met her a few years ago and we talked about her great
adventure. I've never known her to back off from a new experience.  Would
she want you to back off from this?  As for changing schools, you'll do
well.  You have excellent grades and can transfer anywhere.  Go where the
opportunity calls.  Your parents will wish you the best.  They'll miss you
but, for heaven's sake, with air travel and email, it's like living next
door.  My husband and I love to visit our children in New York, DC and San
Diego.  It doesn't stop us from living our lives and it doesn't stop them.
Don't be one of those people who sits around years from now wondering what
would have been if you miss this opportunity.  Besides, you love Mark don't
you?"  Kyle choked on his coffee and her question.  He never told her he
was gay.

"Yes, I, uh.....geez, Judy."

"Oh honey, I ain't dead.  I see how you two interact.  How you look at each
other.  Two people in love need to be together.  Pack your bags and move.
If it were Mark and me, I'd go.  He's hot."  She got up to finish pouring
people coffee and head to her office.  "I'll consider this your notice.
Go, you're young, live."  He watched her as she greeted people on her way
to the office.  At the door, she turned, smiled and saluted him with her
coffee cup.  One hurdle crossed.

Red sat nervously in the lab waiting for his blood tests.  The lab didn't
require appointments and Pratt had given him scrip for what they needed to
do.  He just wanted this over.  He watched the big beefy guy across from
him and studied the thick muscular body.  The big reddish blond guy flexed
and smiled back.  Red heard his name called.  The blood taking and x-rays
didn't take long at all but he would have to schedule the other tests.  As
he walked to the elevator with the list of appointments, he couldn't help
but feel overwhelmed.  The elevator doors were about closed when a large
beefy hand pushed them open.  The big guy from the waiting room jumped in.
He nodded to Red and apologized.

"So, obviously you lift.  You ever compete?"  The guy was taller than Red,
thick but not as defined.

"Yeah, one contest.  Came in second to my best friend."

"Hey, next time you'll beat him."  The guy squeezed Red's shoulder.  Red
noticed the large basket growing larger and felt the hot hand slide down to
his ass.  "You're prime beef."

Red's fingers held on to the sheets as the big man plowed his ass.  They
had walked to the guy's apartment.  Red didn't exactly understand why he
was doing this.  The guy had a big enough dick and nice enough body but Red
had two big beefy black lovers with more dick between them than he could
ever wish for in sex.  The guy fucked the bodybuilder's beefy muscle butt
hard and manhandled Red's chest.  Red felt the big balls slamming against
his ass as he held onto the bed to keep from being fucked off of it.  The
man's hot breath washed over Red's shoulders as the man kissed and bit the
back of his neck.  No doubt about it the man could throw a mean fuck.

The bedroom door opened and Red struggled to see who was coming into the
room.  A deep voice commented on the hot action and that he hadn't been
invited.  The ass-fucking man remarked how hot this piece of ass was and to
jump in and join them.  Red saw a pair of red gym shorts appear in front of
him.  A trim lightly furred and tanned waist above and two thickly muscled
thighs below.  He felt a hot hand on his shaved head.  The unknown man
pushed down his shorts to show Red a long, thick dick.  The man rubbed the
fat tube over Red's face then held it by the base for Red to swallow.  A
comment was made about a bad angle just before the dick was yanked from his
ass and Red found himself on his back.  The ass and throat fucking resumed.
Red could do little more than lay with his legs in the air and his arms at
his side.  He couldn't quite reach either man's chest, and didn't really
care to get more involved.  Both men fucked him mercilessly.  His own hard
dick bounced on his hard abs as his balls were crushed by the intense
fucking.  The cock ramming his throat kept his head at an angle that only
gave him sight of a thick brown pubic bush.  As the two men continued to
fuck and gained intensity, Red lost interest.  He finally found himself
covered by two huge thick loads of cum and tossed a towel.

Red didn't even bother to take care of his own rigid dick.  He cleaned
himself off, introduced himself to the second, quite handsome, thick and
furry man and got dressed.  He explained he had to get back to work and was
gone before the two guys got ready for a second go around.  The walk to his
car seemed to take an eternity as his brain processed his feelings and
reactions to just being fucked by two basically anonymous men.  He sat in
the car, still feeling the presence of the two men who had just fucked him.
Even though Dr. Pratt told him he thought things would be all right, he
fought back the urge to cry.

Tom Pratt spent the rest of his morning planning out treatment for Doug and
finalizing paperwork on the late Mrs. Glover.  He looked in on Tom's
grandmother who was still hanging on but weakening.  The rest of the time
was spent with patients until he finally had a chance for a late lunch.  He
walked into Dan's restaurant and greeted the hostess.  She told him Dan was
doing paperwork in the office and he should go on back.  He found Dan
filing paid bills in the corner cabinet.  The short beefy man turned to
greet him and was greeted with a tight lip lock.

"Hmm, does that mean your day is better or about the same as yesterday?"
Pratt unbuttoned the dress shirt and ran his hands over Dan's thick furry
pecs until he found the hard sensitive nipples and squeezed.  Dan moaned as
his shirt fell to the floor.  "Uh, we need to lock the door."  He walked
over to turn the door lock as Tom shucked his pullover and jeans.

"Today is better, but I thought I needed to repay you for last night's
sexual frenzy."  Dan dropped his dress slacks and slipped his arms around
the tight-waisted doctor.  Tom slid his hands under the white briefs and
squeezed the hard butt.

"I'm not complaining, you know how much I love to getting fucked, no
repayment necessary, unless you mean to fuck me now."

"Nope, your turn to fuck me."  Dan pulled back and before he could respond,
Tom was on his knees sucking Dan's fat dick.  "I really need you to do me
good, you feel up to it?"  Pratt stood up, bent over the desk and spread
his butt cheeks.  Dan was speechless but not frozen.  He dropped to his
knees and began rimming his muscular lover.  Tom reached back and pushed
Dan's face deep between his cheeks.  "Yeah, Danny eat my ass.  Get me good
and wet fucker.  I need that fat cock up my ass.  Yeah!"  Dan slurped away
at the big man's tight butt, then stood up and held his bouncing dick by
the broad base.  The big head pushed against Tom's puckered hole and
disappeared.  Tom gripped the side of the desk as Dan pushed slowly.  "Oh,
fuck, yeah.  It's been way to long since you fucked me.  Come on, don't
hold back."

Dan gripped the man's waist and began pistoning the tight ass.  Tom's hot
butt sucked the fat cock in to the base.  Tom pushed back to give Dan
better access.  Dan braced his legs, put his hands over his head and fucked
the doctor with total abandon.  He slammed his hips against the moaning
medical man and fought the quick urge to blow his load.  Tom braced himself
on one arm and began beating his flopping dick. His movement tightened his
butt on Dan's dick. The shorter beefy man only pushed in harder.  The hot
ass clamping on his dick pushed Dan over the edge.  He pulled out and
sprayed hot cum on Tom's butt.  The doctor rapidly jerked his own dick,
spewing his load on the side of Dan's desk.

Dan rubbed his cock between the deep buttcheeks in the sticky cum as the
panting medical man held onto the desk for support.  He took a deep breath
to recover.  "Well, we don't do that nearly enough."  Dan massaged the
sticky goo into his lover broad back.

"Oh?  Don't get any ideas your changing the normal procedure.  I'm the
bottom pig in this relationship."  Tom stood up and turned around to face
his muscular lover.

"Yes, you are."

Bill and Steve signed the last of the construction forms for Marsh and Jack
and sat quietly in Eric's office.  Jack left to make copies for them as
Marsh put the file in order.  "Well guys, with luck and good weather, you
should be in that house for Thanksgiving."

Bill got up to stretch his big frame and test the limits of the T-shirt he
was wearing.  Steve looked at the big beefy butt and slapped it.  "Yep,
it's onward and upward."  Bill crossed to the window and looked out at the
picture perfect day.  He stretched again from side to side causing even
Marsh to take notice of the massive man.

"It truly is a big step.  Then why do I have this odd feeling in my stomach
that things are taking a big change?"

Jack entered the room and handed copies of the forms to Steve.  Steve got
up and put them in a briefcase the two monster freaks had brought with
them.  "Uh, don't mind him.  He's always this way when he hasn't had enough
to eat.  We need to grab a quick bite and get to the gym.  You guys working
out tonight?"

Marsh fought the urge to grab one of Bill's obviously aroused nipples.  "Oh
yeah, we'll be there about 6."

"Good, we'll see ya there.  Come on Billy boy, let's go protein load."  A
big smile spread across Bill's face.  "No, we're not having sex. Jeez,
you're a pig."

"WhadIsay?"  The big man tried to look innocent as Steve herded him out the
door.

Marsh and Jack finished the construction paperwork without speaking.  The
two men walked to the coffee room and got their protein shakes from the
fridge.  Marsh leaned against the counter sipping the chocolate froth.  "Do
you feel it?"

Jack crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head.  "Yeah, but I
can't quite put my finger on what I am feeling.  Like Bill.  Something
seems different, but what?"

Marsh shrugged his shoulders and sighed.  "Don't know.  Come on, let's get
this stuff done and out of here by 5 so we can get to the gym by 6."

Vic parked the police cruiser and headed for Joe's office.  He found the
big man looking over the drawings for their new house.  "Oh, please, not
another change."  The thick cop pawed his lover's chest and kissed him.

"No changes, just felt like looking at them.  Just had a weird urge.  Did
you stop to see Doug?"

"Yeah, but he was out of the room for tests, I caught Mike.  Mike was
really nervous but couldn't tell me anything.  Hey did you know Mrs. Glover
died?"

"Uh huh, Richard told me this morning.  Seems she left everything to Dave."

"No shit, what about her family?"

"Don't know.  The funeral is Saturday and the will won't be read to
everyone until Monday.  Just like a movie plot.  Stop that.  Don't unbutton
my shirt.  I thought you wanted to get to the gym by 6.  If you suck my
nipple you better be ready to pay the consequences."  Vic looked up slyly
as he bent to suck the big tit.  "You cops are all alike.  Come in here,
flash a uniform and think we should just put out for sex."

Vic stood up and slowly unbuttoned his uniform shirt.  "Oh, really.  That
how it works?"

Joe cocked his head with feigned dignity.  "Some of us have our pride.  At
least lock the door before you drop your pants."  Vic's uniform pants
gathered around his ankles.  "Or not."

Red stood behind the front desk and looked over computer printouts.  The
desk clerk greeted members as they steadily arrived for the prime time
after work crowd.  The gym was doing very well.  Beyond what Red and
Richard had expected.  The one drawback was the crowds and the wait people
had to workout on various pieces of equipment.  Red heard the clerk
explaining to a man that he was early for his personal training session and
that the trainer already had a customer.

Red stepped to the counter.  "Mike just came back and doesn't have anyone
scheduled.  Go find him and ask if he could help this gentleman."  The
pudgy man's face lit up at the suggestion that he would be working with
Mike.  "I'll watch the desk."

Red busied himself swiping members' cards and thumbing through paper at the
same time.  A separate sheet fell to the floor.  He bent to pick it up and
recognized Eric's handwriting.  It was a note of specs for a second gym
across town.  He couldn't remember Eric ever mentioning it.  It seemed odd
to Red.  The movement to retrieve the fallen paper had stretched his tank
top over his sore nips and reminded him of the two men who had fucked him
earlier that afternoon.  He closed his eyes and chided himself for doing
something so stupid.

"Hey, what's a man got to do to get some personal attention around here?"
Red shook his head to bring himself back to reality and looked at the huge
man.

"I'm sorry sir, just a bit preoccupied. Would you like a tour and
introduction to the gym?"  The big man tilted his head, blinked and looked
quizzically at Red.

"Red?"  Red studied the handsome bearded face set off by a fresh flattop
and at the massive fur-covered chest in string tank top.  The man was huge
and extremely defined.  A gym bag was slung over the broad shoulder.

"Yes................sir? Tom?"  Red's jaw dropped open as the desk clerk
returned.

"Mr. Bell, how nice to see you.  Did you just get back from vacation?"

Red ran around the counter to hug his best friend.  "Fucker, you let
everything grow back in.  I've never seen you with hair.........or full
beard.........or, shit; you have a furry chest.  You're back early."  Tom
laughed and hugged the shorter bodybuilder.

"Yeah, I came home to be with my grandmother and for Mrs. Glover's
funeral."

"Where's Eric?"  Red pulled Tom out of the way of the entering members.
Tom's face clouded over.

"He's still in Provincetown closing out the house and then he's off to
California for a few days.  We had a very strange last couple of days."

"You have an argument?"  Red felt Tom tense and watched the handsome face
change demeanor.

"Yes, no, uh, I don't know."

To be continued, comments-suggestions? Lennoxbear@aol.com