Date: Thu, 30 Mar 2006 05:51:11 -0800
From: posingstrap@hotmail.com
Subject: Bodybuilder Bi-Barbeque--Part 2

Bodybuilder Bi-Barbeque
by posingstrap

Part II

	One minute later--not even a minute later--I could see written on
Tim and Julio's faces the unmistakable look of guilt.  Only Jerome flashed
me a big grin of satisfaction as he rose up and squeezed a few more
dribbles from his huge black schlong.

	"Where's the bathroom?" Julio asked, quickly retrieving his
clothes.

	"Down the hall, on the right," I watched his furry bubble butt as
he headed off.

	"I can't believe that just happened!"  Tim looked flushed and
dazed, his big pecs coated with a sheen of sweat.

	"Don' start wi' dat shit, boo.  Yo' knows yo' wuz into it," Jerome
sat heavily into a chair, his tubular meat flopping over one thigh.  He
played with his huge balls and sized Tim up.

	"I - I guess so...."

	"WhatEVA', dude, ok?  If yo' was fakin' DAT, then yo' ass gets th'
Oscar, baby!"

	Not wanting to get involved, I picked up my clothes, went into the
kitchen and absently used a J-cloth at the sink to wipe cum shots off my
torso.  Climbing back into my tanktop and shorts--not bothering with the
jockstrap--I watched Julio come past and Tim quickly take over the
bathroom.

	As everyone got showered and dressed, I put them to work getting
the barbeque going and setting the table out on the lawn near the hot tub.
With inch-thick steaks and lots of salad and the surprising warmth of that
early evening May sun, Tim and Julio's good humor returned.

	I once again praised myself for having bought not just one case of
beer, but two.  No one wanted to sober up, and as I kept heading back to
the kitchen for replacements, I'd come back to find them more and more
animated and merry.

	"Do you ever go back to Brazil?"  Tim's demeanor had changed, his
face looking more settled and confident.

	"I went there two years ago for the first time since I was a kid,"
Julio smiled over at him, "--there's more gyms there than supermarkets."

	"I seen pitchers of that Mardi Gras thing--dat Carnival show.
Shiiiit!  Ever'one's trompin' down th' streets bareass!"  Jerome sat
regally in his chair, beer in hand, his big brown eyes twinkling.

	Julio laughed, shaking his dark, handsome head, "--on the beaches,
too!--not exactly 'bareass'--but Jesus--the guys are more into bikinis than
th' babes."

	"--Struttin' their stuff, huh, man?"  Jerome's eyes flirted with
Julio.  At first I wasn't sure, but when Julio's eyes dropped down to check
out Jerome's tank-topped chest, I felt a horny thrill ride up my spine.

	"--you did it, too, I'll bet," Tim said, no longer bashful.
"--'strutted yo' stuff'," he mimicked Jerome, smiling.

	"Hey brotha'--I can see yo' doin' it!--yo' little pink, sparkly
thong T-barrin' yo' cakes in half--yo' big package bouncin'
aroun'--shiiit!"

	Tim looked proud of the compliment, pulling out his waistband and
peeking inside.  "Whiteboy big, maybe--but now, YOU in a pink thong?--you'd
get arrested!"

	"--mobbed, you mean," Julio looked across the table between
Jerome's spread open legs.  "--and not only by th' chicks....."

	"....if them dudes're anythin' like YO'," Jerome looked at each of
us, "--I'd be doin' th' DL right there on th' beach!"  He flashed his
full-lipped smile and swigged his beer.

	"--the 'DL'?--what's that?" I asked.

	"--the DL?--" Jerome chuckled.  "--means 'down low' in 'hood jive,
baby--black bro's who don' mind gettin' into otha' brotha's sometimes."

	In the silence that followed, our eyes drifted all over each
other's beefcake bodies, enjoying the shape and size of big-biceped arms
and shirt-stretching pecs.

	"Do YOU have any 'DL' brothers?" Tim brazenly looked Jerome in the
eye.

	Jerome took his time--taking a slug of beer, then putting it back
on the table.  He leaned back in his chair and splayed open his giant black
thighs.

	"I do NOW," he felt up his full, red gymshort basket, "--don' I
brotha'?"

	I expected Tim to turn red in the face and look away.  Instead he
stared at Jerome's lewd groping.  "What's happening to me??--is it the
air?--the beer?--I've never been so horny in my life!"

	Julio nodded even as he swigged, "Same here--we're never like this
at the gym--checkin' each other out, getting each other all horny-- I'm
married, for Christ's sake!"  He shook his head, but then caught Jerome's
eye and smiled and then grinned in spite of himself, still shaking his
head.

	Jerome held his bottle up to the orangey, setting sun, examining
it.  We watched him intently.

	"Yes," he finally pronounced.

	"Yes, what?"  Tim stared at him, his youthful face full of
expectation.

	"It's the beer."

	We all laughed in tension-breaking merriment.

	When it died down Jerome looked at us across the table.  "Alot'a
dudes don' give a shit how they look.  When yo's at a bar, or even walkin'
aroun', how many d'y'see built like us?"

	I shrugged.  "None.  In Boise?--none.  Well, maybe one or two
ranchers."

	"--so, why do we bother?  Our women don' care--I know mine
don't!--she's sayin' I'm TOO big--bitchin' ova' how I take up th' whole
damn bed..."

	"Shiela makes fun of me," Tim grinned sheepishly.  "--calls me
'Narcissus' and 'Musclehead'."

	"Brenda could care less what I look like."

	Jerome nodded sagely, then stood up.  We looked at his huge,
perfectly proportioned, six-foot-two physique--at the power in his chest
and arms and shoulders--at how all that muscle cinched-down to a 30" waist,
only to bulge anew in his stallion-sized thighs.  "I's gonna tell yo' why
we keep pumpin' th' iron, bro's."  He took hold of the bottom of his shirt
and peeled it up and off his nappy, close-cropped head.  Tossing it on the
grass, Jerome put his hands on his waist, sucked in his abs and spread his
cobra lats, his chest expanding into two, carved, meaty, big-nippled
mountains.  "It's cuz we look so fuckin' gooood, huh?--we look at ourselves
in th' mirror aft'a a shower, an'--mmmmm,MMM!--what we see is HOT, huh?"

	Jerome lifted his right arm into an eye-popping 17" boulder, the
setting sun glimmering over the planes and valleys of his 230
lb. musculature, his black body shimmering in the golden light.

	"Take 'em off, man--c'mon--"

	"Yeah--" Tim said, "--I'm so f 'ing horny now...take 'em OFF!"

	Jerome neither chuckled nor joked over hearing this.  He knew he
was sexy--knew he was turning us on, and teased his red shorts down his
endless, taut lower belly past his kinky triangle of cockhair, slowly
feeding our hungry eyes with the girth and heft of his giant, black
dong--over the shape and beauty of its vein-pulsing length, until the
wide-lipped, heart-shaped, open-mouthed head plopped free, lolling against
his midnight-black, generous-skinned male guavas.  "Oh yeah, brotha's--see
all dat?--"

	He rid himself of his shorts, our eyes planted on the flopping
heaviness of his mammoth, half-aroused black meat as he pulled his shorts
off his large, shapely feet.  "--it takes men like US t' appreciate men
like US, huh?"  He swivelled his hips, finally smiling, watching our eyes
shift back-and-forth as his tubular schlong slapped his flexing thighs, the
meaty sound ringing in the cool, evening air.

	"M' 'Big Boy' is gettin' all hard, seein' yo' studs admirin' it."

	The hunky ten-incher swelled as it slapped--using his generous
ballskin to sheath its billyclub girth--the head expanding into a shiny,
glowing, purple helmet-- the flopping shaft angling upward til it stiffened
and careened almost a foot out from his hairy vee like an out-of-control
muscular third arm.

	"Goddamn!" Julio breathed.

	"That sun's goin' down fast, brotha's," Jerome strided out onto the
lawn, his lancing whopper swaying majestically from his beautiful, lush
bush.  "Why don't we show off our stuff?"

	Julio and Tim hurried to strip down, while I feasted my eyes on the
sight of Jerome's wide-shouldered, V-shaped, narrow-waisted, bubble-butted,
nude, black body, rippling in the orangey sun as he walked towards the
talls pines ringing my yard.

	Soon it was like my own private, beefcake nudist colony as Tim
strolled toward the hot tub, his 5'10", tanned, tightly muscled, Matt
Rush-type physique gleaming.  A gymnast in college, Tim had a bullneck and
enormous, articulated shoulders, with the biceps, triceps, lats and pecs to
match.  His abs stood out in a true six pac, his intercostals swooping down
in an erotic, pelvic V, disappearing in the cottoncandy wheatfield of his
crotch.

	Tim's beercan, pink mushroom-headed cock tocked stiffy straight up
out of his golden bush, his tennisball scrotum hugging the base, between
his stocky, golden-furred thighs.  When he turned, his cute, pert asschecks
bounced from his waist like two ripe relons.

	Julio's curvy nine-incher jounced from his bushy-black cockhair
like a big, mahogany plantain, his hairy balls thudding his dark, furry
thighs.  His huge, hairy pecs curled from his collarbone like breakers on
the ocean--tits tilting up through the curls--and his abs undulated down
his endless torso as he walked, panther-like, towards Tim.

	Jerome was becoming more difficult to see against the pines--the
sun truly setting, throwing purple shadows over the lawn--as dusk descended
and the air turned chill.  He walked--hard cock sything ten inches in front
of him--towards the others, and I knew it was time to fire up the hot tub.

	After getting it going, I switched on the underwater lights to
their 'oohs and ahhs'. The sky seemed to disappear and the trees move in
closer, as the bubbling, turquoise water lit up our own private spa.  Dug
into the ground, the octagonal, three-foot-deep tub featured raised,
three-foot-wide cedar decking, with four steps on either side leading down
into the swirling water.  A submerged shelf-like seat allowed a person to
sit and relax, feet outstretched into the bubbling center.

	Forget the yard, the river, woods, and even the log cabin--it was
this idyllic, soothing feature that made me sign the lease.  Commuting in
from Boise, I'd start stripping even before reaching the secluded
drive--eager to begin my naked weekend, knowing I was alone--knowing no one
would see me throwing a big ol' hardon as I whacked off in my hot tub under
the stars.

	But that was just it.  I was alone--alone up til then--up until
Tim, Julio and Jerome agreed to join me.  And on that Friday evening--the
steam rising into the late May evening air--the blue-green light playing
over their nude, hard-cocked, chistled bodies, my heart pounded fresh blood
into my straining, twitching eight-incher.

	"Fuck, that's beautiful!" Julio pulled on his ample, hairy balls,
staring down into the waiting water.

	"Just in time, too, huh?--Jesus, it's gettin' cold out here,"
Jerome looked like an African god--the glowing lights dancing over his
nakedness, his nipples standing out from his half-melon pecs like two
thumbs.

	"Aren't you coming in, Todd?--you look a little overdressed," Tim's
shotput shoulders and bulging biceps looked--if anything--even bigger as
the light cast shadows over his cleanly-defined, beefy-chested, perfect
physique.  His porker-of-a-cock knifed-up from his hunky bush like a
mushroom-capped sledge hammer, his base-hugging scrotum looking like a
suede purse trying to hold in two mangos.

	"God--you guys look so fucking hot," I stared at them standing
there like a living wet dream.  "--I'll just go and get some beers--you go
ahead--it should be up to temperature in a minute..."

	Hearing splashing and masculine laughter from the kitchen, I had to
wedge my hammerhead rod to one side in my shorts, the image of my naked
bodybuilder buddies horsing around in my own hot tub making me tremble in
excitement as I uncapped the bottles.

	"There's no way!"

	"If I can, yo' can, too!  Squeeze yo'self under yo' balls--like
this...."

	I found them dripping wet--steam rising from their bodies--standing
on the cedar decking, hip-to-hip, facing the dark yard.

	"We all have to pee," Tim laughed as I set down their beers, "--but
I can't do it when I'm hard!"

	"Me neither," Julio's hands were pressing into his vee, his curvy
bratwurst flexing in the air.

	"Sho' yo' can--jus' use them inner muscles, n' squeeeeeze it out,
man!"

	"Oh, fuck!" Tim stared down as his chunky seven-incher suddenly
lurched upward, a fountain of yellow arching over the lawn.

	"Here comes mine!"  Julio's hips thrust forward, his throbbing,
curved cock issuing a river of steamy yellow off to the side.

	"Awwwh, fuck!!"  Jerome's monster cock thumped his abs twice, then
went rigid--the purple head preening--a gush of ripe urine splatting all
over the grass.

	They laughed--using their hips to aim their fully-erected, pissing
cocks-- watching the streams crisscross each other, looking like young,
muscled boys showing off.

	Tim shuddered out the last of it, milking his still-rigid meat.
"God!--that was as good as blowing a load, huh?"  Jerome and Julio used
their legs to lever their unwieldly erections free of drops.

	"Now there's a sight you don't see everyday," I handed up their
beers.

	"What-th-fuck??--yo's still dressed, boo!"  Jerome looked me over.

	"Jesus--it's fuckin' freezing out here," Julio headed back down the
steps into the roiling, steamy tub.  "C'mon, Todd--join th' party!"

	"We want a show!" Tim began a rhythmic clapping as he and Jerome
sat beside Julio.

	The other two joined in, Jerome lip-buzzing his hip-hop rhythm and
stomping the bottom of the tub.  "Take it off, muscleboy!  Where's th'
beef?"

	I stood on the decking--looking down at their happy, grinning,
submerged nakedness--shrugged a little, and grabbed my tanktop from the
bottom.

	"Show off that hot body, muscleboy!  Yeah!"

	I bent my knees and air-fucked my crotch to the beat, slowly
peeling up my shirt while flexing the abs I'd worked so hard on.  They
hooted and hollared as I swung my shirt over my head and hooked my thumb
into the waistband of my shorts, flashing them my darkbrown pubic bush.
Tossing my shirt at Tim-- who draped it over his head--I flexed my meaty
pecs, pulling on my nipples, while hip-tossing my crotch down at their
hot-tubbed, grinning faces.

	"Whoooeee, baby!  Show off them big tits!"

	Turning around, I swivelled my butt and slowly pulled down my
shorts, mooning them.

	"Fuck, tha's hot, huh?--shiiiit--look at that ass!"

	Once free of my shorts, I used them to hide my crotch, then turned
back around--swaying to their beat and teasing them, until--with a
flourish--threw my shorts down at Jerome.

	Still hiding my crotch with my hands, I laughed to see him spread
my shorts over his face and inhale deeply.

	"Aww, fuck!--show it, Todd--c'mon!!!"  Tim yelled.

	Trying to act tough and sullen the way male strippers do--giving
them my half-lidded, 'I-know-I'm-hot' look--I threw my hands up behind my
head and hip-fucked my raging hardon.

	Suddenly all noise and clapping stopped as they watched my
eight-inch, over-heated third arm heave around, slapping my abs, my low
hangers wildly thudding my furry thighs.

	"Oh, fuck, that's so hot," Tim began masturbating himself under the
bubbling surface.

	"Look at that big thing," Julio said.

	Only then did I realise how erotic my body must have been--for as
much as I always liked what I had going, it was only when I heard their
awed praise that I began to feel like stud.  And it threw a switch inside
me--made me swivel back around--wagging my bare ass at them--spreading my
legs to let my low-hangers toss and flop.  Then stopping my gyrations, I
bent way over--reaching back to pry apart my cheeks--and slowly began
finger-fucking my virgin hole.

	"Goddamn!"  Jerome rose out of the water, suddenly lunging at my
naked ass--his wet hands pushing mine aside--smacking my cheeks wide open,
his hot mouth sealing over my cunt--his tongue spearing inside.

	"Aw fuck!  Look at that!"  Julio splashed towards us.  "Gimme some
of that, man!"

	"No way," Jerome's hot breath panted against my bare ass.

	I heard more splashing.

	"How about some'a THIS!"  Tim climbed up beside me, his wet muscles
warming mine, his cute face grinning at me.  He bent over, too, offering
Julio his pert, solid butt.

	"Uhhhhhh!"  his grin turned to slack-jawed lust as Julio first
smacked his ass apart, then lapped his pint, cherry twat.

	Muffled slobbers joined the sound of bubbling water as Jerome and
Julio buried their faces between our spread, naked globes, the feeling so
erotic, I felt my hole open like flower.

	I joined Tim in falling to my knees on the deck, arching my back
and pushing my hungry ass into Jerome's tongue-fucking mouth.  Turning my
head, I saw Tim looking at me with need and lust, his cupid lips parted,
his eyes staring into mine.

	"Get 'em ready, Julio--Jesus--can't 'cha see they want it??"

	"Awwwh, fuck!--I'm gonna blow just doin' THIS," Julio slobbered
Tim's virgin slit.

	Suddenly I felt Jerome's thumb massage my ass lips--saw Tim's eyes
grow wide, his mouth gaping as he, too, got the same treatment.  My hand
came around his muscular neck, pulling him into my kiss.  He moaned--his
pink tongue swabbing mine, his hot breath an aphrodisiac--making me join
him in dueling tonguetips.

	"Uhhhnnngh!"  We both groaned down each others' throat, feeling
those thumbs suddenly fuck deep into our cherry holes.

	"Yo's want it bad, huh?--these big ol' cocks up yo' cunts,
don'cha?"

	"Fuck, man--look at 'em kissin'!--Shit!--I'm gonna cream myself
just watching THIS!--swear to God, man....."

	"Get down inta' th' tub--kneel on th' ledge, or somethin'--"
Jerome's voice was deep and husky, "--it's freezin' out here....."

	I felt Jerome's huge arms come around my waist--my throbbing cock
sandwiched between my belly and his wrist.  He pulled me roughly into the
swirling water, the heat of it sending shivers up my goosebumping muscles.

	My knees hit the ledge-seat two feet below the surface--the bubbles
playing over my big balls, teasing my pulsing rod--as Tim hooked his huge
bicep over my neck and crushed his sweet mouth against mine.

	"Raise those whiteboy butts outta th' water!  Yo's in fo' a big
treat, babies...."  Jerome slapped his gargantuan tool against my wet
ass--raising the hair on the back of my neck--thrilling me over the scary,
exciting thought of losing my pink cherry to that big black schlong.

	Tim moaned as Julio nosed his smallish, sexy cocktip into Tim's
tiny oval, kissing me feverishly, laving my whole mouth with his flat
tongue.  I groaned as Jerome tested my little bullseye with his huge
mushroom head--kissing Tim back, biting his lower lip--my body trembling at
the ripe, electric thrills rifling my sphincter.

	"Go easy, Julio--they's cherry--or at least tha's what they claim!"

	"Oh God," Tim moaned in my mouth.

	I knew Julio's dong from sucking it--knew his cockhead was the
least of what came next: the enormous girth of a shaft that wasn't just
thick--it curved.

	Julio slid his hands up Tim's broad back--grabbing Tim's big
shoulders--carving him a brand new asshole.

	I myself wasn't uptight about having my own cherry busted by
Jerome--I'd been so hot for something that big up my butt, I'd even tried a
zucchini one time.

	As Jerome tried being delicate about easing his blunt mushroom past
my shimmering cocklips, I arched my back and pushed my ass over the whole,
blooming head--my body tingling, my balls gathering at the riot of erotic
sparks radiating from my spread, willing sphincter.

	"Goddamn!--yo's ready, huh?--oh baby, baby--here it comes!"  Jerome
grabbed my waist and shoved.

	"J-Jesus Christ, Julio!"

	I stopped Tim's cry with a kiss so deep, my tongue tickled his
tonsils.  Concerned for the blond bomber, I reached under the water to play
with his tits-- felt how turned-on his nipples were--then slid my hand down
his flexing abs.

	"UHHhhhhhgh!--Julio!--MMMmmmfffgh!"  I sucked Tim's tongue like a
cock, helping him divert attention away from his ass.

	Waves of shivering, erotic warmth hit my balls as Jerome's endless
black shaft tunneled up my glowing butt.  I couldn't wait til that muscular
helmet hit my bung-buzzer--my body trembling over the girth and length of
his shaft, my ass pushing into it as Jerome grunted in appreciation.

	"Lordy!--yo's no virgin, babycakes!--Shiiiiiit!--take m' Black
Badboy!" he smacked my jiggling, muscled cheeks.

	My hand slid into Tim's submerged, blond-hairy vee as I sucked his
tongue, shocked to discover his leadpipe cock was hard as granite.

	He was loving it!--loving the curvy-swollen thickness of Julio's
dark chorizo plowing his cherry tunnel.  I knew then he needed no babying.
The blond, built, Matt Rush lookalike was moaning with pleasure.

	"UMMmmmmphhh!"  Breath flew out my lungs as Jerome bashed his black
battering-ram against my walnut, my cock turning to iron in the
cock-caressing water.

	"Goddamn, yo's tight--shiiit--"

	"You aren't kiddin'!" Julio said, beginning to really give it to
Tim.  "--my dong's gonna be two inches longer after this!"

	Jerome pulled out to his cocklips, then drove back in, his huge
balls slapping my ass.  "--fo'get cunt, man, huh?--this
sho'...unnngh!...nuff...  unnngh!...ain't no....umph!...barn door!"

	Tim and I had to reach out and cling to the deck as our fuckers
moved into high gear.  My cock glowed and throbbed, riding up the hot tub
wall with each pile-driving assualt.

	"Oh Jesus!--harder!--faster!"  Tim moaned into the chill night.

	The stately pines loomed overhead, the stars twinkling in the
purple sky.  Steam rose from the tub's surface, groans of lust ringing out
into the trees, the river, the Idaho hills.

	"Ungh!  Ungh!  Umph!--Shit!--Damn!"  Jerome's huge arms came around
me, lifting my whole torso up out of the water, hips pistoning that monster
cock into places I never knew I had.  He bit my ear, then licked wildly,
animalistic grunts filling my head.  "Oh Jeeezzusss!--Fuckkkkk!"  His hand
found my cock, feverishly pumping me--making me shudder-- my head bouncing
off his pillowing, flexing back pecs.

	Julio reached under Tim's body, somehow managing to swivel him
around and raise him high out of the water.

	"Oh God--oh God," Tim felt that curvacious, ass-buried rammer
rotate inside him til he was saddled against Julio's torso--his arms around
Julio's muscular neck--feeling Julio's unshaven, handsome face licking his
jostling tits.

	"Uh!--Uh!--Uh!--Uh!--Uh!--Uh!"  Tim's legs wrapped around Julio's
waist as Julio locked his forearms under Tim's big thighs, bouncing him
up-and-down on his eight-inch ass-splitter.

	"Ohmygod--ohmygod--ohymyGOD!!"  I felt my wall of building lust
begin to explode as Jerome madly fisted my nerve-studded cock, his own
black monster bashing my jizz-trigger, sending me over the brink.

	It made my balls snap up--my sphincter clamping over his flexing
rod.

	"Oh fuck--oh fuck--oh fuckin' fuck-fuck-FUCK!!!"  Jerome bured his
roasting, ten-inch love muscle nearly up into my throat, his body quaking,
his fist squeezing my cock til I almost passed out.

	"Take it!  Aw, take it ALLLLLLL!!!!"  He bit my neck, his hugeness
seizing as every muscle in his body doubled in size.

	A flood of liquid heat filled my guts, triggering my own release.
I stared down at Jerome's black hand wrapped around my pink meat--felt the
tidal cumwave pulse up from my balls--saw my cockhead turn mauve, the
peehole an astonished 'O' as a pint of pentup, steamy jizz cannonaded out
into the cold night air.

	Jerome let go as he pumped his load up my ass, my orgasming rod
jerking stiffly as it spewed--my tits jogging--my nipples baby cocks, which
I roughly pinched, as if they, too, would spurt.

	"OHHHH!  OHHH!  J-J-Julio!"  The water sloshed against the tub as
Tim bounced on Julio's pile-driver--his beefy arms wrapped around the
Brazilian's neck--his legs wrapped around Julio's waist.

	"I'm gonna--Oh Jesus!--hang onnnn!"  Julio's hairy forearms were
locked under Tim's thighs as he waded around, his hips snapping upward in
knifing thrusts, his face buried in Tim's jostling tits.

	Like a young boy, clinging to his Dad, Tim hung on for dear life--
his wrist-thick cock sandwiched between Julio's hairy pecs.

	"AHHHHhghhhh!"

	I stared in awed wonder as Tim's head fell back--his spine
arching-- his hips jerking up-and-down, fucking the hairy crease between
Julio's massive pecs--fucking his bouncing ass on Julio's bung-plowing love
muscle.

	Tim whimpered--then groaned up at the sky--his mushrrom bulb
turning maroon as a glug of steaming cum gushed over Julio's jaw.  The
bucking, firing tit-fucker jizzed Julio's chest, hot cream flooding the
deep, hairy divide, dripping off each erected nipple.

	"UHHHHHHhhuugghhhh!"  Julio waded around in a rutting stumble,
lancing his torched eight-incher deep into Tim's battered ass.  His furry
butt clenched in one last hunch as his mahogany, Brazilian rod blew a
bucket of rich manmilk up Tim's hot love tunnel.

	"Yeah!--Fuck!--Jesus!"  Jerome pulled his oozing black, Jumbo out
of my clenching hole.

	"Oh Fuck--oh fuck!!!!"  Tim bounced, Julio orgasming in mighty
heaves-- the two losing balance and falling sideways into the tub.

	A thunderous splash broke over my panting body as I watched Julio
gasp for air while still humping Tim's ass--the two locked in an underwater
embrace--the scene too raunchy to be believed.

	When they finally unlocked, Tim smiled weakly, massaging his
re-tooled ass as he waded over to us--his nipples standing out like
corks--his muscular belly heaving--his fat cock lolling from his golden
bush.

	"Jesus Christ!--what a fuck!"  Jerome grinned up at Julio as Tim
sat heavily down in the water beside me.

	The six foot, big-shouldered, hairy-chested stud gave him a brotha'
grip, his half-hard dong slapping his hairy thighs.

	He waded over to Tim, leaned down and said, "Thanks, baby--You are
amazing!"

	When Julio stood back up, Tim took hold of Julio's heavy tool,
fondling it--staring at Julio's black-hairy crotch and tumescent balls.
Lifting the heavy, dark-brown meat, he tenderly kissed and licked the jizzy
head.

	"It's like it's still inside me," he let it flop back against
Julio's hairy bag.

	Julio's wide lips broke into a smile.  "It's totally all yours,
baby-- whenever you want it," he whispered and leaned down to kiss him
again.

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