Date: Sun, 22 Oct 2000 00:40:49 -0400 (EDT)
From: Flagstaff <flagstaff@2die4.com>
Subject: Rivals - 3

Even this little wimpy story took me forever. to be honest-
school is keeping me up. I'm young.  What can I say?  Perhaps
naughty and young, but none-the-less, you guys can expect another
chap/installment, then a Halloween Special. eh? Like?  That's
only if I manage to finish them all on time. very unlikely.

Disclaimer: This story is purely a fictional fantasy of mine.  It is
not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality or lives of
the celebrities mentioned (Ricky Martin or Enrique Iglesias, or
anyone else).  If you are offended by this type of homosexual
reading material, or are underage, then gettouttahere.

WHOA-HO... no condom disclaimer?! What?! Just don't share sexual
"toys"... tis bad for you. i think. *SMACK*


Rivals - 3
by Flagstaff

     The following day, both Enrique and Kevin decided to move
out of the house, after hopelessly being unable to decide who
should keep it.  They both owned several other homes anyway, so
it didn't make a difference.  Having nothing better to do, Ricky
decided to help in the moving process.  While the other two
decided whose things were whose, Ricky would carry the already
decided stuff into the moving trucks.

     Enrique and Kevin were packing their stuff into boxes, deciding
on their belongings.  Both found it hard to leave each other, but
they knew it wasn't going to work out.  Even with this in mind,
they both also found it hard to keep their eyes off the other's hot
body.  Enrique was wearing a black wifebeater and a black stretch
pants, giving a nice display of the contours around his hips.  A
huge bulge was easily identifiable in the front while Kevin was
also able to discern the fact that Enrique was wearing something
"in" his ass as well as on it.  The pants would hug his ass cheeks
and the base of the plug would be outlined at the same time.

     Kevin was wearing something just as enticing.  A tight ribbed
white tank top and navy blue running shorts with white side
stripes.  The shorts seemed to be too small, because every time he
bent over to pick something up, Enrique's jaw would drop at the
sight of his ass practically being completely exposed along with his
jockstrap, his muscular thighs and legs primed and ready to be
grabbed so Enrique could position him for entry.  But Enrique had
to be careful.  He already destroyed the trust they had, and sex was
in no way an option between them anymore.  "Damnit!" they both
thought as they peeked glimpses of the other's figure, their groins
begging for some attention.

Outside..

     Ricky was wearing nothing but a tight pair of Enrique's khaki
pants (a little small and tight on him. duh!), his ass a nicely
displayed pair of globes in the upper confinements of the old worn
pants.  Since his underwear had been destroyed the other night,
those pants were the only article of clothing he wore under the hot
sun.  Even though his cock wasn't hard or aroused at all, you could
easily see his large meat running down his right thigh.

     Ricky's muscular back shined in the sunlight as droplets of
sweat found their way down its contours, depositing in a darkened
wet upper rim of those tight khakis.  He was lifting a heavy
bedside cabinet over his head, walking barefoot on the hot concrete
over to Enrique's truck.  His well-defined pecs found even more
definition after hours of moving the former couple's possessions.
Hours of hard work caused every muscle in his body to bulge
under their sheet of sweat, darkly tanned skin absorbing the sun's
rays.

     As he put the cabinet down on the ground next to the truck, he
realized that he was just getting too hot, so he decided to take a
rest.  Taking off his pants to release some heat, he strutted around
the truck naked.  He looked through some of Enrique's other
storage furniture, hoping to find more comfortable workout
apparel, only to come across Enrique's porn collection!  In the
drawer were multiple magazines, tapes, dvd's and cd's packed
with male porn.  Enrique's dildo collection was in there as well,
and on the very bottom, Ricky found the perfect apparel for his
work: a multitude of leather gear, cockrings, thongs, and other
erotic equipment.  Intrigued especially by the cockrings, he picked
up a silver one and earnestly tried to pull it over his cock and balls.
His balls were simply too big, but he somehow managed to fit it all
through, ball by ball.  The sight of his huge cock and balls
contained at the base by a silver ring was a pure turn on, causing
blood to rush into his shaft immediately.  His balls appeared to be
larger than they already were, for they were lifted from resting
against his upper inner thighs.  Leaving his cock in its half-hard
hanging state, he continued his little look through Enrique's
"stash".  Some electrical torture equipment, clamps, alligator
clips. geez, what could possibly not be in there?  What really
caught Ricky's eyes was a super thin white g-string/thong with an
oversized front basket.  Ricky slipped on the practically see-thru
"rag".  It matched in clear contrast over his untanned ass.  And he
had thought he already had a small tan line, but his speedos were
never this small!

     Trying to get comfortable, Ricky adjusted his half hard
package, which jutted out farther than it should because of the
cockring.  The g-string was nice and tight around the rims, but the
basket had loose and stretchy material.  It looked as if strings were
tied around his waste and ass holding a live snake in the front.  The
thin string that trailed down between the two white globes made
him look all too inviting.  Ricky looked into a large mirror that he
had already moved outside, and loved what he saw.  He knew he
was hot. if only he could fuck himself.

     Ricky continued to look for some more fun stuff to "borrow" in
Enrique's boxes, and found some tanning oil.  This made him
decide that it was a perfect day to get some rays, which it really
was.  Completely forgetting about his job, he started oiling up his
muscular body, starting from his lean shoulders.  He drizzled it
over his pecs, mixing it up with his sweat.  Rubbing it in, he let out
a moan when he started to twirl it around his nipples.  He rubbed it
across his well-defined abdomen, then his strong upper and lower
arms.  His back was quite a chore, so he just bent over and
squeezed the bottle all over his back to catch as much as he could,
then stretched his arms behind himself to do the best job of
spreading it around.  It looked quite sexy, seeing his upper body
muscles strain under the shiny oil when his arms reached around to
his back.  He then continued down to his ass, massaging it well
into the whitest part of his body.  His muscular thighs, calves and
feet were last as he practically used up the rest of the bottle.
Seeing no point in just leaving the rest, he thought of an idea.
Going back to the porn drawer, he took the freedom of taking one
of Enrique's large buttplugs.  Using the last of the oil, he lubed up
the buttplug, and squeezed the rest into his ass.

     Ricky laid the large dong upright on the blacktop of Enrique's
driveway, and squatted over it, letting the tip rest at the entrance of
his hole.  You could see the striations in his leg muscles as he
slowly lowered himself over the 8 incher.  The 3-inch diameter
made him work all the more as went lower and lower.  His legs
were spread apart and his large white basket hanging, his well
trimmed pubes peeking over the top.  Going lower, and lower, and
lower, he let out a loud grunt as he thought of Enrique's cock, and
forced himself down the rest of the length.  The thickest part of the
pseudocock was fully lodged in him now, tight and secure, not to
fall out.  Letting out a long sigh, he got up, dripping precum from
his basket.

     His ass felt nice and full.  Every step he took caused the
buttplug to rub against his prostate, jolting some more precum out
of his cock, soaking the g-string that was clinging to every vein of
the confined tubular muscle.  From behind you'd see a perfectly
shaped ass eating a thong-string and a rubber knob.  He returned to
the wall mirror once again, this time with a blanket he laid on the
floor in front of it.  He laid on his back with his ass close to the
mirror and his legs spread high.  This gave him a perfect view of
his filled ass and throbbing package.  His ass squeezed and
contracted on the buttplug as he rolled his humungo balls in his
hands under the g-string's thin fabric, and half of his shiny cock
raged out of the top, waiting to be served.  One of his hands moved
up his oil slick body to his buffed pecs, squeezing and tweaking
the large nipples, teasing himself.

     Ricky was even more impressed and turned on by what he saw
in the mirror now, as beads of sweat and oil covered his body, his
groin area responding to his ass squeezing, ball massage, and
nipple twisting.  Unable to withstand the sensations he was
receiving, Ricky whipped out his hard cock from the side of the
basket and stroked its thick length as the silver cockring twinkled
in the sunlight.  His precum-slick cock shined in the sun's rays as
well, his bulbous head getting the most personal handjob possible.

     He moved his left hand to his ass, pushing on the embedded
buttplug.  Throwing his head back in pleasure, he continued to
stroke his long meat as he began to slowly pull the plug out, only
to ram it back into himself.  He grunted deep with satisfaction as
he raped his own ass with the massive buttplug, watching it
continuously violate himself in the mirror as he stroked his dick
lustfully, crashing down to the base, crushing his huge ball-sack
between fist and cockring.

     Ricky's muscles glistened with definition under the sheet of oil
and sweat.  They strained and pulsed with every stroke of his cock
and every invasion of his hole.  His arms and pecs would bulge
synchronized with his skillful stroking and self-fucking, and thighs
and ass muscles would tighten ever so perfectly and sexily.  He
watched himself in the mirror, knowing he wanted himself.

     His cock throbbed nice and thick beyond the bindings of the
cockring, his balls yearning for release from the same bonds.  Like
the other night, the more blood flowed into his cock, the more that
would remain there, swelling his meat and adding sensitivity.  He
looked into the mirror once again, this time envisioning the rear of
his own figure pounding into himself, his own huge swollen cock
fucking him mercilessly.  The thought was too overwhelming, and
his first load pushed his reserves of precum up his shoot.  He threw
his head back, moaning in ecstacy, ramming the buttplug back all
the way into his ass as he moved that hand back to squeezing his
tennis sized balls.  Loads of clear liquid landed on his chest,
followed by jet after jet of white jism onto his chest and face.
White clear puddles collected in crevices of his darkly tanned oily
muscles while the rest streamed down the sides of his body to the
blanket below.  Eruption after eruption caused Ricky to thrust his
hips into the air every so often, the overwhelming sensations in his
ass and sexual organs taking over.

     After the climax subsided and the cum oozed rather than jetted,
Ricky licked the cum from around his lips, collecting more from
his cheeks with his hands and licking them clean.  He "cleaned"
the layer of shiny white cum from his chest and neck, then got
back up.  His ass was still full, cockring still geared, and his cock
and balls still half hard, hanging out the side of the g-string to mid-
thigh.  His sweaty ass cheek muscles squeezed every now and then
as he walked, repositioning the plug.  Ricky coiled his meat back
into the wet see-thru basket and found a perfect place to work on a
tan for his white ass behind.


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