Date: Sun, 18 Jul 1999 06:12:36 PDT
From: Derek D <derekdiq@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Tensome Guys Go to Bed, part 5

Here is part five.

"Derek Diq"

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This is a completely fictional story of all male sexuality. If you do not
want to read such a story, you should stop reading and think about how you
ended up here. If you did not want to read another of these disclaimers --
too bad, you just have. Always, always practise safe sex, unlike the people
in the story, who are imaginary and thus never get sick unless otherwise
indicated. This story is free for all. It should not be distributed for
money. No one may charge you money for it. Copyright Derek Diq 1999. Feel
free to mail me with comments or questions at derekdiq@hotmail.com. Just
keep it real.



The Tensome Guys Go To Bed
Part Five: Just Markku & N'Komo

by Derek Diq


       As Kaveem and Mitchell left, they turned around and saw N'Komo
approaching his climax. Markku was kneeling in front of him like Mitchell
had been in front of Kaveem. He sat with his firm glutes resting on his
feet, the crack of his ass spread wide. He had his muscular thighs stretched
out in front of him. Amazingly, his enormous cock was still fully erect, as
if he had not blown a load only minutes ago.

       N'Komo was sweating rivers as he fucked Markku's mouth deeper and
deeper. Due to the broken thermostat, the temperature inside the compartment
was well over body temperature and a half--inching closer and closer to
double body temperature. Markku was wet with sweat too. Neither of them
really noticed Mitchell and Kaveem leaving.

       With his feet firmly planted on the outside of Markku's muscular
thighs, N'Komo was in a good position to get as much of his amazingly fat 9
1/4 inch cock into the mouth and throat of the huge Finn. Markku had both
hands on N'Komo's black marble ass, pulling him closer with each thrust.
N'Komo's large balls still hung rather low even though he was close to
cumming. They were swinging close to Markku's chin as the two men moved
together.

       N'Komo felt the tension growing to the point where he could hardly
gather enough of his mind to tell Markku about it. It felt so good.

       "Closer now. Closer," he groaned.

       Markku just grunted and sucked. He loved every part of the big fuck
muscle that was stretching his throat. His balls were aching to let go of
another load. And as Kaveem and Mitchell had noticed before they left,
Markku had an erection that was harder than anything else on his body. Sweat
was running down his balls, but he did not notice it. He did notice the
large amounts of sweat that trickled down N'Komo's balls.

       He moved a couple of fingers into the crevice between N'Komo's
muscular ass cheeks and made it even further with two of them. His right
index finger and middle finger entered the tightly clenched hole and pushed
deeper in.

       "This is it, man..." N'Komo gasped.

       He froze as his gonads started delivering their stuff into Markku's
gaping mouth. The boiling fluid was ejected with immense power.

       The first few spurts shot straight down Markku's throat, but then the
Finn pulled back to get to taste it all. N'Komo was shaking with the orgasm
that ran through his finely muscled body. As the men moved closer together,
he could still feel Markku's hands on his ass.

       Then the two bodybuilders lay together on the floor, just holding
each other.

       "Hey you..." N'Komo smiled at his friend.

       "Hey, man..." Markku smiled right back. His voice was deeper now,
after all the strain to his throat.

       "I see you're still hard." N'Komo reached down and rubbed Markku's
glowing 9 3/4 inches. Just as thick and enormous as his own.

       "Yeah."

       "Felt good, didn't it...? I sure as hell thought so anyway." After
all that fucking, N'Komo could feel himself soften a bit.

       "Yeah, I think that's why I'm still so hard. Strangest thing. Have
you ever had something like this happen to you? I mean, staying horny for
hours and hours and all the time with the hardon of your life."

       "Sure."

       "Huh? You have?"

       "Yeah, just now." N'Komo laughed.

       "So, what do you wanna do now?"

       "How 'bout some of this...?"

       N'Komo closed his eyes and moved his face even closer to Markku's.
When their noses touched, they both turned their heads a little and opened
their mouths. Their hot lips met and N'Komo could taste his own salty juices
on Markku's invading tongue.

       That taste made N'Komo's crotch stir again, and soon they were
pressing their throbbing trunks of meat against each other. Neither of them
could reach around both cocks with one hand, so they had to use both in
order to hold the two devilishly large poles together.

       It was almost like a new experience for both of them earlier that day
to find another guy with an endowment just as man-sized as his own. Sure,
they had seen--and known--guys with even larger cocks than their own, but
now the sexual attraction was equally matched as well.

       They hugged closer and let the other man's cock slide in between
their thighs. As they slowly moved their hips back and forth, pushing their
cocks in and out right next to the other one's, their minds were again
turning to fucking. This time they wanted to make it harder and heavier.

       N'Komo broke off their kiss. "I wanna taste you," he said.

       "Be my guest."

       Markku smiled and licked N'Komo's lips. Teasing him.

       N'Komo held Markku's face with both hands and pushed him away just
far enough to be in control of where he put his tongue on that handsome
face. He licked Markku's chin and continued down along the throat, at first
encountering quite a lot of stubble. Then there was none. Then he got to the
muscular chest. Markku did not have a lot of hair, but it was still more
than N'Komo had. One nipple. The other one. Markku twitched and sighed.

       The short, blond chest hairs felt crisp on N'Komo's tongue. He liked
the taste of Markku's sweat. When he continued towards the rippled stomach,
he moved his tongue from side to side across the fine line of hair that
showed him the way. That fuzz was hardly visible to the eye, but it felt
great on his full lips as he kissed his way further down.

       At last, N'Komo reached Markku's rock hard penis. He pressed it
against the tight muscles that were the Finn's belly and started by licking
the head and the back of the shaft all the way down to Markku's hairy balls.
He took each ball in his mouth for just a second, then he ventured up along
the trunk again. The soft, hot skin was still wet with his own saliva.
Beneath the skin N'Komo could feel Markku's blood pumping.

       When N'Komo started to engulf Markku all the way, the Finn watched
and shifted his position to get his face closer to his lover's crotch.
N'Komo followed his movement. Markku looked at N'Komo as his manhood
disappeared further and further into the Nigerian's eager mouth. Markku's
gaze wandered along N'Komo's body, relishing the smooth skin on his muscular
chest, and again stopping at the focus of his desire.

       Markku remembered its taste and wanted to feel the thick organ fill
his mouth once more. He put out his tongue and licked at the glistening tip.
N'Komo reacted and moved his hips a bit closer. Now, Markku could reach far
enough to lick the edge of N'Komo's foreskin, which was stretched wide below
the large, dark-red head. Then, he opened wide and started sucking. Unlike
last time, he was eating it upside down.

       For N'Komo, it was the first time he tasted Markku's veiny cock. He
liked it all--the taste of it, the feel of it, the smell of it, the size of
it. N'Komo was enjoying the first few inches when he felt Markku starting to
swallow his dick. This made the experience even better. N'Komo chewed
lightly on Markku's hardon, getting more of it to slide in. Markku did the
same to N'Komo.

       N'Komo had one hand cupped around Markku's balls, massaging the root
of his huge rod. He used his other hand to caress Markku's firm ass and let
his fingers pry into the warmth of the crack. A few wiry strands of blond
hair met his fingertips as he approached the rim of the well-used hole.

       Markku met his motion by separating his ass cheeks with one hand. At
the same time, his other hand was firmly planted around the base of N'Komo's
rigid manhood. He could almost make his fingers meet, but not quite. N'Komo
was thinking the exact same thing as he grabbed Markku by the shaft to get
better access to the full length of his member.

       Pushing his mouth further down towards Markku's balls, N'Komo began
to swallow the cock head. Markku was amazed at his technique. He started to
enjoy the insides of N'Komo's throat and tried to do the same to N'Komo. He
was very successful. The two guys were now communicating by touch alone,
since their vocal capacities were limited to grunts and moans of pleasure.

       One finger went a little deeper in between Markku's ass cheeks, and
soon it was followed by another. Markku had now let go of his own ass and
instead used that arm to pull N'Komo closer to him. N'Komo kept fingering
his asshole. With the same two fingers that Markku had used on him, the
index finger and the middle finger, he started to enter. Markku twitched and
pressed himself closer to N'Komo. N'Komo could feel Markku's sphincter open
and close around the two strong fingers. He pushed a little further in to
find the gland he was looking for.

       When N'Komo did find the walnut size swelling, he pressed both
fingers softly onto it. That made his hand sink even deeper into the crack
between Markku's firm buttocks. Markku enjoyed the hightened sensation of
pleasure that N'Komo caused him to feel. He had his nose buried in the short
hairs that covered N'Komo's balls, nudging the large sac with every move his
face made.

       Both men noticed that the skin on top of the shaft, where they had
their tongues, did not have the same taste as the skin on the other side. It
was still sweat and sex, but in a different way than before. The strong
odors from the balls right under their noses contributed, but there was
something else too. The skin was smoother and not as slick. That was part of
it. The tube along the bottom of the shaft was not there, of course. That
was another thing. And the thick, bulging veins that ran across the surface
were new to the tongue. It felt amazing to lick that surface, and to have it
licked.

       After a few short minutes of prostate stimulation, Markku decided
that he wanted more than just the fingers there. He slowly pulled his head
away from the massive piece of flesh that had given him so much oral
pleasure. Now, he wanted anal pleasure from it.

       "Give me more," Markku whispered. N'Komo did not answer, he just kept
chewing on Markku's fat rod, moaning with lust. His fingers still caressed
the most sensitive part of Markku's insides.

       "Come on, dude... Gimme more. I want it."

       Slowly, N'Komo disengaged his full lips from the most sensitive part
of Markku's outsides. He licked the head a little more, then he said, "Sure.
I'll do you good."

       "Yeah, I need that."

       "Well..." N'Komo looked teasingly at Markku.

       "Come on, what are you waiting for?" Markku said. He smiled back at
N'Komo. "I want you to do it."

       "Maybe I'm a bit too big for you, pal."

       "Hey, I said I want you to do it. I know what 'too big' is, and
you're not it, okay?" Markku smiled even wider. "...You're just right."

       "Really?" N'Komo was not offended by Markku's comment, even though it
meant that he had been with someone even more well-equipped. After all--so
had he. "Well, then you wouldn't mind me doing *this*, then?" N'Komo pressed
his fingers harder onto Markku's gland. Markku just closed his eyes and
smiled, inhaling through his clenched white teeth.

       "Oh, wow... I just wish that it was your cock doing it."

       "Shiiit, that does it!"

       N'Komo got up on his hands and knees, turning Markku over on his
stomach. He kept his two fingers inside of him the whole time. The Finn was
now pinned down by N'Komo's other hand, pressing tight at the small of his
back.

       Markku felt his heart pound with excitement.

       "My lube's over there," he said.

       "I know. I ain't gonna use it," N'Komo said.

       "Huh? C'mon... You gotta. You gotta, man. It'll hurt so bad if you
don't." Markku started to squirm uneasily.

       "Calm down, man, we're gonna use mine. Scared ya now, didn't I?"

       "Shut up."

       "You shut up."

       N'Komo rested his cock in Markku's crack as he reached for his bag
with both hands. He pulled out a small plastic bottle and flipped open its
cap. He squirted a jet of clear liquid along the full, hard length of his
twitching, aching pole. The big head was pointing up along Markku's spine. A
lot of the cool lube hit Markku over the butt.

       "That felt good. What is it?"

       "It's my lube. I'll give you a massage with it too."

       There was a new fragrance in the air, and Markku could feel that
there must have been more than lube in that bottle.

       "What's in it?"

       "It's a kind of massage oil. I know, I know, you're supposed to use
water based lube... But I'm not using a rubber anyway, so it doesn't matter,
right?"

       "Whatever. You know *I'm* not very big on rubbers," Markku said.

       "No, you're just big *in* them."

       "Yeah, ha-ha. Very funny." Markku was still a bit nervous. If that
scent was what it felt like, there was something quite spicy in that lube.
And his ass was still a bit sore from before...

       When N'Komo squirted more of it directly onto his now empty, eager
asshole, he knew for sure. It burned and cooled at the same time. As the
fluid found its way in through the folds, the same sensation continued on
the inside.

       "Oh, man, you're gonna do me with *that*?!"

       "Yeah. Feels great, don't it?"

       "Well, yeah, but... Whoa!"

       N'Komo had inserted his two fingers again, this time coated with
lube. It did not feel painful, as Markku had feared. Rather, it added to the
intense sexual pleasure of having two large fingers ever so softly probing
his ass.

       With his other hand, N'Komo started rubbing Markku's back. He
splashed more oil on his skin and felt Markku relax under his touch. The
strong scent of the oil soon covered them both.

       Now, N'Komo was ready to enter his horny friend. He slicked his cock
over once more with his right hand, letting his left hand fingers remain
inside of Markku. There was plenty of lubrication, so he knew that he would
not hurt the guy. He would give him just as much pleasure as he would take
for himself.

       He moved back a little to put the end of his organ next to the
slippery opening. He inserted a third finger to stretch Markku a bit more
and prepare him for what was coming. Then he removed his fingers from
Markku's ripe ass and let the guy feel the emptiness for a second. After
that, he could easily enter the first few inches of his hot penis into the
tight ass that was so ready for it. His large head went in easily, and then
it was just a long, steady push to get the rest of his shaft to impale
Markku.

       The tall, muscular Nigerian was slowly uniting himself with the even
taller Finn, who was lying face-down on the floor beneath him. N'Komo
enjoyed the strong muscles in Markku's back when he moved over them,
brushing against the naked skin with his own smooth chest.

       Markku lifted his hips off the floor to meet the meat which he was
receiving. His arms were reaching out over the floor to support him from the
elbow down, his muscular upper arms not touching the floor. He held his
hands in front of his head, so that he could brace himself and push back.
His legs were spread wide apart, slowly working his hips left to right at
the same time as he raised his ass. At first, his stiff cock was pressed
between his abs and the floor, but as he shifted his position it began to
regain freedom, starting at the base and the heavy balls.

       N'Komo reached down and hugged Markku closer. He put his right arm
over Markku's shoulder and pulled him in as he fucked him. Markku moved
further down, onto the last inch or so that still was not inside of him.
They were working together towards a new kind of *deep* knowledge of each
other's bodies.

       "Uuuhhh..."

       "Hhhhuuuuunhhhh..."

       Each thrust sent Markku a little bit further forward along the floor.
N'Komo had powerful thighs, and they were spread even wider than Markku's,
giving him complete control over each inch he buried in Markku. Markku felt
the burning coolness all over his back now, but it felt more concentrated in
his ass.

       N'Komo felt electrified every time his nipples moved against Markku's
back, because even though it was extremely hot in the small room, the
ointment helped expand the superficial blood vessels. N'Komo knew that his
nipples stood out like little dicks on his pecs. They were very sensitive,
and having them graze Markku's back while he was fucking him up the ass with
his enormous cock was pure heaven. He pressed tighter against his lover.
Everytime he flexed his ass, pulling out to push deeper, he could feel the
air against his own hole. And he could feel the need grow.

       "Oooooh..."

       "Unhhhh..."

       "Oooooh..."

       "Unhhhh..."

       "You want me to stop?"

       "No."

       "You sure?"

       "Positive. Keep going."

       "'Cause I'd like to get some too, ya know."

       "Oh yeah, fuck me. Yeah, like that. Yes! Ohhhh..."

       "I'm - not - kidding - unhhhh... I really want you to do me the same
way. Right now."

       "You do?"

       "Yeah. My ass is burning for you, Markku."

       "Hey, my ass is burning more than yours!"

       They both laughed. N'Komo slowed down his pace and hugged Markku
closer, licking his ear from behind.

       "Whaddaya say...?" N'Komo was grinding his hard pole deep into
Markku. He started licking and kissing Markku's neck at the same time.

       "Well, sure. I love to fuck," Markku said. "It's just that I hate it
when I have to disengage, you know..."

       "Yeah, I know."

       "It feels so empty when your ass isn't full any more."

       "Yeah... Like this..." N'Komo pulled out almost all the way.

       "Aw, come on, not yet..."

       "Anything you say, man." N'Komo pushed back in, trying to bury
himself to the hilt in Markku's tight heat. He started biting at Markku's
shoulder muscles. When he was pushing in, his own ass did not feel as eager
to be fucked.

       Before N'Komo started to pull back out again, he stopped inside to
enjoy it. He hugged Markku tight. He could feel his heavy organ throb inside
of Markku, both of them enjoying the close contact. His hard flesh released
a steady stream of precum, which was still oozing out when he slowly began
to move. He could feel Markku pushing him out, helping him on his way.

       "Uuuuunnnnhhh..." Markku moaned as they separated. When N'Komo got
up, Markku stayed on his stomach for a little while with his ass still
exposed. His open hole was stretched wide, slowly returning to its normal
size, but still fully able to take N'Komo's large meat.

       "Come on, man. Turn over," N'Komo said.

       Markku slowly started to move. As he rolled over, his huge organ
sprang free. It was standing at attention, its thick shaft pointing almost
straight up. It only had a slight tilt towards Markku's chest.

       N'Komo drew a breath of excitement when he saw its glistening head,
which was only half-covered by the sensitive foreskin. He put his right hand
around the trunk. His fingers could not quite reach all the way, just like
with his own manhood. With a firm grip, he pulled the skin a bit further
down toward Markku's balls. The whole of Markku's cockhead became visible,
and N'Komo bent down to taste it.

       With the tip of his tongue he touched the thin membrane which covered
the hot, slimy head. His saliva ran all over the red, glowing skin which
covered the rest of the hard organ. N'Komo lapped and slurped and enjoyed
the pure maleness of the tower between Markku's muscular thighs. His lips
were stretched wide around Markku's thick penis, and both men were in
heaven.

       After a while, Markku's hand found N'Komo's ass. Two fingers slowly
probed the puckered hole, and N'Komo remembered what he had wanted so much
only minutes ago.

       "Yeah, I think it's time too," N'Komo said.

       "Just lube me up and I'm ready to go, babe," Markku answered cockily.

       "I'm not your babe, sugar."

       They laughed again.

       N'Komo got more of his lube and applied lots of it to Markku. All
over him. Some on his cock, some on his balls, some on his stomach and
thighs. The ointment in it brought out a new color in Markku's tanned but
still fair skin.

       Balls, thighs, cock, balls, stomach, cock... N'Komo lubed him up
good. Markku twitched with pleasure every time he felt N'Komo touch him.

       The humid air in the compartment was ripe with sweat, cum, lube,
ointment, and the anal juices that the two body builders and the others had
already been fucking out of each other's assholes.

       N'Komo got up on his feet and stood over Markku, who was on his back
on the floor. His black foreskin now ended well over an inch before his
magnificent penis did, leaving the red, swollen cockhead bare. Markku felt
his mouth water at the sight of it.

       Then, N'Komo started to squat over him. He readied himself to be
impaled on Markku's enormous truncheon of meat. Markku held it with both
hands, trying to aim it straight at the hungry hole which he could see
behind the swaying balls. When they made contact, it was explosive. Markku
let go of his hardon and left it all to N'Komo, who was pressing down wildly
on top of him.

       Breathing as if he were pumping iron, N'Komo pushed his ass towards
Markku along the hard organ to get more of it inside. All of it. Markku too
felt his own muscles flex as if he were at the gym. In spite of their
earlier session, N'Komo's ass was very tight, and pushing deeper in from
that position was hard work.

       Both men kept groaning, grunting, and panting just as if they were
lifting weights. They were both sweating bullets. Their heavy muscles were
shiny with a thin coat of sweat, making them slippery to touch. They liked
that; once N'Komo had all of Markku inside, they hugged and rubbed against
each other as much as they could.

       After a while, N'Komo sat up again. He wanted to get some serious
fucking done. His long penis was as hard as ever, jutting out at an angle
over Markku's sweaty washboard stomach.

       "Ride me, stud man!" Markku moaned. He grabbed hold of N'Komo's dick
with both hands and pulled the foreskin over the head.

       "Hunhhhh... That's good, man..." N'Komo gasped. "Damn, you're good.
Mmmhhhhhh..."

       "You like this, huh?" Markku said, still jerking the big black cock
in front of him.

       "Yeah!"

       "Thissss?" He bucked his hips a little, meeting N'Komo's fucking
motion.

       "Yeah!!!"

       "Thissss?" He did it again.

       "YEAH!!!"

       The whole time, Markku's thick fuckrod was rubbing hard against
N'Komo's prostate gland. Every time he bucked his hips, it pressed even
harder onto it. Markku kept jacking N'Komo's meat, and N'Komo kept moving
his tender asshole up and down over Markku's well-equipped crotch.

       He was getting sore, he knew it, but it felt so good at the same
time. He just could not quit. At least not until he was there. At the point
where he was going with his lover. And going fast.

       While N'Komo was thinking about his ass, he had his eyes closed for a
second. He opened them only to see Markku closing in on his drooling,
rock-hard member.

       "Hey, you know what you're doing now, dontcha?" N'Komo said.

       "Sure. I'm having another glass of juice, and I don't think there's
any way for you to stop me. Not that you'd want to..."

       With that, he took the tip of N'Komo's cock in his mouth. He rested
on his left elbow and used his free hand to keep a steady beat on the meat.

       He could see N'Komo's heavy balls move, and he felt his own balls
contract too. They were getting closer and closer. Together. They were
getting closer together, closer to each other.

       "Oh, man, this is it..." N'Komo was thrusting his ass onto Markku's
cock with violent sexual frenzy.

       "Mmmh-hmmmh?" Markku licked and sucked and jacked.

       They both knew that they would shoot their loads at exactly the same
time. As Markku felt his ejaculation begin, he could taste the first few hot
drops of semen that spurted out of N'Komo's piss slit. Within seconds, they
were both creaming as if they were going to do it for the rest of their
lives.

       N'Komo shuddered and shouted with joy as he fired jet after jet of
sizzling cum into Markku's mouth. Markku sucked harder than before, to get
all of that thick, heavy man-juice into his mouth. He did not want to lose a
drop of it. His own balls emptied their content deep inside of N'Komo with a
series of powerful bursts. N'Komo felt the hot liquid spread along Markku's
hard shaft.

       As he pressed himself closer to Markku during the aftermath of their
mutual orgasm, he could feel the warm organ sliding easier inside his ass
now.

       Markku slowly lowered himself back to the floor again, and N'Komo
followed. They lay quiet for a while, just cuddling and enjoying each
other's strong bodies. Markku was no longer inside of N'Komo. The two men
hugged each other tight. Their large, soft dicks were pressed between them.

       In spite of his efforts, Markku had lost one drop after all. N'Komo
brought his hand to Markku's lips and brushed it away with his finger, which
he then licked clean. Markku took that same finger in his mouth and started
sucking. Their giant cocks rose again.

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