Date: Tue, 18 May 1999 11:58:31 EDT
From: K Bennett <hottalespinner@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tales from the Weightroom 2

The following contains material of an adult nature, specifically consensual
sexual contact between men.  If you do not wish to be exposed to such
material, or are legally prohibited from doing so, DO NOT PROCEED.  Certain
acts depicted do not conform to safe-sex guidelines.  The first part of
this story takes place in the late seventies, before the AIDS epidemic, and
should be viewed from that perspective.


Tales from the Weight Room


Chapter 2
Jordan

	I woke up the next day feeling disoriented, but euphoric at the same
time.  When I became conscious of where I was, I became aware of Dan's
arm across my chest.  His finely muscled limb was lying over my torso with a
divine heaviness.
	I didn't move, not wanting to disturb his rest, and contented myself
with examining his biceps close up.  The muscles in his arm were visible even
in this state of rest.
	I looked at the ceiling and sent a silent prayer of thanks into the
ether.  Even with the physical evidence of his presence in the bed next to me,
I still found it hard to believe the events of the preceding day had actually
taken place.  If I had been told on Thursday I would spend the next day
having hot sex with one of the hunkiest jocks in the school I would probably
have called the men in the white coats to cart away the crazy fool who
suggested it!
	Dan stirred and turned over on his back.  I looked at his beautiful
face on the pillow next to me, then let my eyes stray to the rest of his
muscular body.  His finely rippled abs rose and fell in a regular rhythm
indicating he was still asleep.  His manhood lay across one thigh, still a good
six inches long even when it was not aroused.
	Several carnal thoughts ran through my head, but I knew we had
plenty of time to enjoy one another before his friend Jordan arrived later in
the day.
	I glanced at the bed-side clock and noted the time.  It was only nine
in the morning.  Freed from the gilded prison of his arm, I carefully rose
from the bed and headed for the kitchen, gently shutting the bedroom door
to prevent any noise I might make from waking my sleeping lover.
	I put the kettle on to boil water for coffee, and after preparing the
filter I looked in the fridge to find something appropriate for breakfast.  Dan
didn't seem to have any objections to the sandwiches I had prepared the day
before, so I didn't think he would mind a ham and cheese omelet.  As a
precaution, I decided to make up a fruit salad as an alternate choice.
	I took the required ingredients from the fridge, and was soon
occupied in preparing breakfast for my stud and I.  As quietly as possible, I
beat the eggs, cubed the ham, grated the cheese, and prepared the pan to
make the omelets.  I sliced up grapefruit, oranges, and melons for the fruit
salad and mixed them in a bowl with lemon and apple juice.  The kettle
began to boil, and before the whistle could blow, I began to pour the
steaming water over the coffee grounds in the filter.
	I went about each of my tasks with a will, reveling in the simple
chores because the finished products would be shared with the man I loved.
After the first omelet was sizzling in the pan, I set the dining room table with
the 'company' dishes and cutlery.
	The toast was just popping up from the toaster when I heard the
door to my parent's bedroom open.  I stuck my head around the corner and
was greeted by the sight of Dan standing naked in the hallway scratching his
nuts with one hand and rubbing his eyes like a little boy with the other.
"Morning stud-muffin!"  I said.
	Dan stopped rubbing his eyes and smiled.
"Is that coffee I smell?"
"It sure is.  Hungry?"
"Starved!"
"Well then, there's a robe hanging on the back of my bedroom door.  Put it
on and  join me in the dining room."
"You made breakfast?  You can cook?"
"Among my many other accomplishments."
"Man oh man!  Marry me?"
"Just name the day!"
	I returned to the kitchen and brought out the food to the dining
room.  Dan soon joined me, looking much more sexy in my robe than I could
ever hope to.  I poured him a coffee and invited him to sit down.  He sipped
his coffee and sat down on my right.
"Good Java.  I needed that."  Dan said as he surveyed the food.  "This all
looks great.  I sure didn't expect to wake up to this."
"May I ask what you did expect?"
"I don't know, maybe some toast and juice to tide us over till lunch-time."
"How did you get to be so big and strong with such a poor notion of how to
eat?"
"Oh, I know how to eat, I just didn't expect you to know how to cook!"
"And just how do you think I could achieve this svelte physique without at
least a rudimentary knowledge of the culinary arts?"
"Well, I guess I figured your Mom did all the cooking."
"My mother can't boil water without it coming out like sludge.  Her idea of
a good meal is anything she didn't cook.  Don't get me wrong, I love her to
pieces.  She just can't cook."
"If she can't cook, how did you learn?"
"I watched my grandmothers and my friends' Moms, then experimented at
home with whatever we had on hand.  Mom still does the shopping, but I
make out the list."
	Dan put a forkful of omelet in his mouth, chewed, swallowed and
rolled his eyes back.
"Damn!"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong.  That has to be one of the best things I've ever tasted."
"Thanks, I'm glad to know somebody appreciates my talents."
"Doesn't your family?"
"I could feed them straw and water three times a day for all the difference it
makes to them.  I think my Mom resents it, my Dad thinks it's 'faggy', and
my sisters would rather die than admit I can do anything better than them."
"Well, I can tell you I sure as Hell think you're a damn good cook.  I'd even
go so far as to say you're better than my Mom, but if you tell her that I'll
kick your ass."
	I blushed at the obviously sincere compliment and looked down at
the floor.  Dan laughed and said,
"Shit!  I compliment you on your cooking and you blush like a schoolgirl,
but I stick my dick up your ass and it doesn't phase you.  You are one
strange dude Keith!"
"Well, I guess I'm used to insults and don't handle compliments too well."
"You better get used to it buddy, cause from where I'm sittin' there's a lot
to compliment you for.  Yesterday was the hottest session of sex I think I've
ever had and I'm looking forward to round two."
"Then you better eat up cause time's a wastin'."
	We both laughed and tucked into our meal without any further
conversation.  I was pleased to see Dan enjoying the food, and was relieved
he did not seem to have any dietary restrictions.
	When we finished eating we retired to the living room with our
coffee.  Dan reached into his bag rolled a joint, which we smoked in
companionable silence.  I lay with my head in Dan's lap and he stroked my
chest, running his fingers through the bushy black hairs.
	The robe he was wearing was large enough to cinch around his waist,
but his chest and shoulders were almost completely exposed.  I reached up
and began to tweak first one nipple, then the other.  A soft moan escaped
Dan's lips and he shifted to a position which brought his head closer to my
crotch.
	The combined effects of the weed and the closeness of his hard body
had me erect in no time.  I could feel Dan's cock stiffening against my ear
and this caused a wave of passionate lust to coarse through my body.
	I untied the belt of his robe as he pulled the sweat pants I was
wearing down to my knees.  My cock was caught in the waistband and
slapped back onto my belly with a loud 'thwack'.  I peeled back the bunched
up robe to reveal Dan's hard cock laying against his stomach.
	Almost simultaneously, we put one another's hard pricks into our
respective mouths and began to leisurely suck and lick in a passionate, but
unhurried fashion.
	I was savoring the taste and feel of Dan's silky cock skin in my
mouth, when I decided I would try to take more of him into my mouth.
Slowly I began to take more and more until I could feel the head touch the
back of my throat.  My first reaction was to gag, and tears welled up in my
eyes.
	I pulled my head back and took a deep breath of air into my lungs.
Dan, sensing my discomfort, shifted us both until he was laying on top of
me.  The new angle made the process more manageable, and after a few
unsuccessful attempts I relaxed my throat enough to allow his swollen
manhood to glide into my throat all the way.
	Throughout this process, Dan was moaning softly, but when his dick
slipped all the way in he let out a lustful groan.
"Aaaaaooooooaaaah!  Shit man!  That's so hot.  No-one's ever taken it all
before.  I've never felt anything like it.  It's not as tight as an asshole, but the
feeling of being swallowed makes up for it.  Can I try moving it around?"
I grunted my assent while nodding as much as I could.
Dan began to slowly pull back and thrust forward.  As he withdrew I
swallowed hard and then relaxed as he pushed back in.  The feeling of his
pubes on my chin, his cock down my throat, and his balls rubbing against my
nose was intoxicating, and I felt like I was going to cum right then and there.
I managed to control myself and once we established a comfortable
rhythm Dan started working on my cock with his hands and mouth.
After about five minutes I could see Dan's ball-sack starting to
contract and my own orgasm was beating at the door.  I pulled my mouth off
his dick and began stroking his spit-slicked dong.
Dan was working my cock further into his throat, and I felt myself
moving over the edge.
"I'm gonna cum Dan!  I'm cu-cu-cumming!"
	As I said this, Dan swallowed the last few inches of my prick.  My
balls started pulsing, and I could feel spurt after spurt of cum flowing down
Dan's throat.
	After the first three pulses, Dan gagged and pulled back to let the
remaining jizz fill his mouth.  He quickly shifted position to sit on my chest
with his cock pointed at my mouth.  I stepped up my stroking while keeping
his cock-head positioned over my open mouth.
	His mouth still full of my cum, he threw his head back and gargled in
ecstasy.
"Guh-guh-gI'm cuhing!"
	His body stiffened and his cock-head expanded.  With one final
spasm, his cum gushed into my mouth.  The first wave hit the back of my
throat with a force that was almost painful, then the subsequent pulses
lessened in intensity until  the last few drops fell into my waiting mouth.
	Dan's load was as copious as the day before, and I had streams of it
overflowing down my cheeks.
	Our mouths still full of cum, we regarded one another with waning
lust.  Almost at the same moment, we leaned into one another and
exchanged a passionate kiss, our combined loads mixing in our mouths until
we swallowed and broke the kiss.
	Dan lay down on top of me and we rubbed against one another,
basking in the after-glow.  Dan stroked my shaved head and said in a low
voice,
"That was the hottest thing I've ever done.  I felt like I was never gonna stop
cumming.  What made you decide to try and swallow my dick?"
	I kissed him softly.
"I was getting off so much on the feel of your stiffie in my mouth I just
decided I had to have it all in me.  I didn't know if I could, and I had one hell
of a time with that monster, but I had decided I would do it or die trying.  So
I take it you approve?"
"I sure as hell do approve!  In fact, I'm ready to swear that was without
doubt the best sex I've ever had!"
	I smiled and said facetiously,
"Stop!  You'll have me blushing in a minute!  That's a big responsibility to
take on, being someone's best time.  How will I ever live up to that?!"
"Oh I'm sure you'll manage!"
	We both laughed and sat up on the couch.  We had a smoke, then
headed for the shower to clean up.
	Forty-five minutes later, after another hot round of shower sex, we
were again sitting in the living room.  It was just after Noon, and we were
waiting for Jordan to arrive.
	The normal sounds of the suburbs on a Saturday filtered in through
the open window.  Lawnmowers buzzed, kids screamed and laughed, a faint
sound of hammering could be heard in the distance.
Dan and I sat side by side with our arms around each other, lost in
thought, just getting off on the love we had discovered.
The thrumming of a sports car engine came through the window, and
when it got closer, a car pulled into the driveway and the thrumming
stopped.  A moment later the sound of a car door shutting and steps
approaching the house could be heard.
There was a forceful knock on the door, and Dan leapt up to answer
it.  He opened the front door and smiled.
"Jordan dude!  C'mon in!"
	Dan stepped back and the six foot three frame of Jordan entered the
house.  He was carrying a gym bag which he handed to Dan.
"Here's the stuff you wanted goof."
"Thanks slime-bag!"
	Jordan looked at me and smiled.
"Hi Keith!  How's it hanging?"
"Pretty good Jordan.  C'mon in and sit down."
	Jordan moved to the easy chair across from the couch and sat down.
He moved with an easy grace which belied the massive, muscled bulk of his
body.  As I watched  him move to the chair I drank in the sight of him.
	Six foot three with blonde hair and eyes the color of the sea on a
clear day.  He was clean-shaven, and the dimple in his chin off-set the
severity of his hawk-like nose and strong brow.  When he smiled, which was
often, his cheeks dimpled and imparted an elf-like quality which could melt
the stoniest heart.
	The muscles on his chest and stomach were outlined by the tight
white T-shirt he wore.  His massive arms stretched the fabric until it
appeared to be at the breaking point.
	His tight blue jeans accentuated his muscular ass, and the outline of
his cock and balls was beautifully displayed  through the fabric.
	The butterflies in my stomach started a frenzied dance, and I could
feel my dick starting to stiffen at the thought that soon I would see this
gorgeous specimen of a man naked.
	Dan came and sat next to me on the couch.  He put his arm around
me and spoke to Jordan.
"Any problems getting my stuff together?"
	Jordan pulled a pack of smokes from his pocket and lit one.
"Well, I had a hell of a time getting the 'item' you requested cause your
Mom had already packed up some clothes for you."
"What did you do?"
"I told her you forgot to tell her you needed your swimsuit and that there
was a book you needed as well.  She was going to follow me to your room,
but I'd interrupted her while she was gardening and told her I knew where
everything was and suggested she go back to what she was doing.  She
looked at the dirt on her hands and told me that would probably be best
cause she didn't want to get your stuff all dirty."
"She wasn't pissed, was she?"
"Nah.  She seemed more relieved than anything.  She told me to look at
what she packed cause she didn't want you bitchin' at her for sending the
wrong stuff."
"Cool"
	Dan reached for the gym bag and rifled through it, being very careful
not to let me see inside.
"Looks OK to me.  Ya wanna spark some doobage Jordy?"
"Sounds like a plan."
	While Dan rolled, Jordan and I talked.
"So Keith man,  Danny tells me you're a hot lay.  You don't know how
many times I wanted to jump your bones when we were workin' out
together."
"And you don't know how many times I took images of you, both of you,
home to jerk off to."
"Sounds like we've been at cross-purposes for too long.  Well!  That's all in
the past.  We can look forward to making up for lost time!"
	Dan sniggered and looked from me to Jordan.
"Yeah.  No worries there.  This hot, hairy dude'll make sure of that.  Man oh
man Jordy!  Just wait till he gets you into that hot mouth of his, he'll make
you cream before you can settle in and get comfortable!"
	I blushed and looked down.
"Oh yeah, and he turns the cutest shade of red every time you say somethin'
nice about him."
	Jordan looked at me and smiled.
"Modest?"
"Just not used to compliments."
	Jordan grinned wickedly.
"That'll change in a hurry."  He turned to Dan. "You plannin' on takin' all
day with that doobage buddy?"
"Just puttin' in the filter.  You wanna spark 'er up Keith?"
"I think I'll pass on this one Dan.  I'm still flying from this morning."
"That's cool.  Here doofus, you do the honors."
	He handed the joint to Jordan.  Jordan lit it and sat back, savoring
the sensation.  The two young muscle-hunks passed the joint back and forth
until it was finished.  Dan picked up the empty bag and looked at Jordan.
"That's all she wrote dude, unless you're packin'."
"Nah.  You know I don't care one way or the other."
"Me either, but I had it left over from Ian's party, so I figured 'what the
fuck?'.  Makes things nice, but I'm not a fiend."
		  Dan settled back on the couch and put his arm around me
again.  Jordan extended his legs out in front of him and rubbed his crotch.  I
could see from the outline that his dick was getting hard.  He gave it a final
stroke and sat up.
"So.  When do the festivities commence?"
	Dan moved one hand to his own basket and began squeezing mine
with the other.
"Far as I'm concerned, pretty much whenever you're ready dude.  What
about you Keith?  You ready for some hot three-way man-sex?"
  "I've been ready since Jordan walked in the door.  Let's do it!"
	Dan pulled me to him and kissed me hard.  Jordan rose from the
chair and joined us on the couch.  I felt his hand rub my ass, then move to
my belly and chest.  Dan reached over and rubbed Jordan's cock through his
jeans.  I threw my arm over Jordan's wide shoulders and began kneading his
muscular biceps.  Jordan's mouth replaced Dan's on mine and I moved my
free hand to Dan's crotch.
	We stayed locked together, kissing and feeling up one another for
several minutes.  Finally, Jordan pulled back.
"Man, I'm so hot!  Let me get out of these clothes!"
	I put my hand on his chest.
"No!  I want to take them off you."
Dan smiled and said,
"All right.  You undress Jordan and I'll undress you."
	Jordan nodded.
"And Keith and I will undress you."
"Cool!"
	We quickly suited action to words and began the operation.
	Slowly I pulled Jordan's T-shirt up over his rippled abs and hard
pecs, stopping to tweak his erect nipples as I moved the shirt past them.
Jordan moaned, but kept his eyes locked on Dan's hands as he unbuttoned
my shirt to reveal my hairy chest and belly.
	Jordan reached out and caressed my pot.
"That's so cute, I can't wait to play with it."
	I began to unbuckle Jordan's belt while Dan unzipped my pants.
Once Jordan's pants were undone, I slid the tight jeans down to his ankles.
He was wearing a jockstrap underneath, and I let it be for the time being.
	Dan pulled my pants down and I stepped out of them to complete my
journey to nakedness.  He stepped back and I slipped to my knees in front of
Jordan.
	This scene had made Jordan so hard, the head of his cock and part of
the shaft were poking through the jock's waistband.  Slowly, relishing every
erotic moment, I grasped the waistband of the jock, pulling it out and down,
revealing all seven and a half inches of Jordan's beautiful cock.
	I say beautiful, because I have rarely seen such a perfect piece of
meat.  Don't get me wrong, Dan's cock was a thing of beauty and a joy
forever, but their two pricks were like night and day.
	Dan's stood out from his body almost horizontally when it was hard,
whereas Jordan's turned upward with a gentle curve.  Dan was cut, the
circumcision scar about a half inch below the head.  Jordan was uncut, and
even hard, the foreskin was still covering about a quarter of the head.  Dan
had a mushroom head which glowed a dark pink when aroused, Jordan's
head was reddish-purple and very shiny.  The veins on Dan's cock were like
a bas relief map of the Nile Delta, but the veins on Jordan's stood out more
subtly.
	I gulped at the sight of his magnificent manhood as it stood out
before me, inches from my face.  It was all I could do not to reach out and
worship it on the spot, but there was plenty of time, and Dan was waiting to
be undressed.
	Jordan pulled me up from my knees and we turned to Dan.  He had a
shit-eating grin on his face and a look of lust in his eyes.  Jordan looked at
me and said,
"Top or bottom?"
"I'll take the top."
	Jordan looked surprised.
"I thought you'd want bottom!"
"If I take bottom I can't kiss him."
"I see.  You're quite the romantic aren't you?"
"You don't know the half of it Jordan."
"Call me Jordy."
"Thanks.  I didn't want to presume."
"Up till now Dan's the only one that could call me Jordy, but I have a feeling
we're gonna get a lot closer so it's only right."
"I feel honored, Thanks Jordy."
	Dan, still fully clothed, pulled us into an embrace.
"I knew this was gonna be great, but I never expected this.  I always knew
you were an old softy."
	Jordan blushed.
"Yeah, well don't spread it around."
"And ruin a good thing?  You see the word 'moron' tattooed on my
forehead?"
"No.  But I know what you're like when you're mad for fun.  Keith, you
might not know it, but you've hooked up with the King of Sarcasm.  Danny
Boy can't resist a good burn if it presents itself."
"I'll bear that in mind."
	Dan stepped back.
"I'll ignore that last remark, but speaking of 'bare' you guys are and I'm not.
Think we might remedy that before the sun goes down?"
	We all laughed, then Jordan and I resumed our interrupted duties.
	Jordan knelt down, and I pulled Dan into a kiss as I began to
unbutton his shirt.  We broke the kiss and I peeled the shirt from Dan's torso
as Jordan removed Dan's jeans.
	Neither Dan nor I had put on underwear, so we three now all stood
naked facing one another.  Dan pulled me into an embrace and our cocks
rubbed together.  Jordan moved behind me and I could feel his hardness
against my ass cheeks.
	We stood like that for several moments; me standing still, with Dan
and Jordan rubbing me up and down with their bodies and cocks.
	I was in heaven!  The feel of their naked muscular bodies next to
mine was better than any drug.  The mounds and ripples massaged me while
their stiff pricks poked me with lewd suggestion.
	We separated and Dan took one of my hands and Jordan took the
other.  Dan grinned his wicked grin and said,
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, for this afternoon's main attraction.  Right
here on this very stage you will see Keith, former nerd and browner,
transformed through the miracle of sex into one hot n' hairy dude.  Assisting
him in this spectacular feat of daring is the lovely Jordan and the oh so sexy
Dan.  Take a bow boys!"
	Trying to keep straight faces, Dan and Jordan bowed.  At the bottom
of the bow, Dan took my cock in his mouth and Jordan began to probe his
tongue around my asshole.
	I started to laugh, but was almost immediately stifled by the
incredible feeling of being worked on front and back by these two hot studs.
My knees almost gave out from the pleasure of it, but sensing my weakness,
Jordan stood and picked me up in a fireman's carry.  Dan's mouth never left
my dick as he guided Jordan towards the bedroom.
	I was astonished at the strength Jordan displayed.  I was no
lightweight, but he picked me up as easily as if I was a sack of potatoes.
When we reached the bedroom, Jordan laid me gently on the bed and
resumed his rim-job as if we hadn't moved at all.
	Again I became totally lost in sensation.  The waves of erotic
pleasure generated by the two muscle studs swept over me and subsumed all
rational thought.  For those moments I was my cock and asshole.  Nothing
existed outside the confines of what they were feeling and what was being
done to them.  My world was populated by my cock, my asshole, and the
two hot mouths pleasuring them.
	Before I lost my identity completely, Dan and Jordan stopped and I
was thrust back into reality.
	Dan rolled me onto my back and resumed the blow-job.  Jordan
straddled my chest and presented his cock for my inspection.  I grabbed it
with one hand and pleaded,
"Please Jordy!  Let me worship your hot cock!"
"It's all yours!  Go to town stud!"
	Gingerly, I pulled his stud meat to my mouth and flicked my tongue
across the head.  Jordan moaned.
"That's it.  That's right!  Worship that rod.  Make love to it.  God!  This is
better than I ever could have hoped for!  Yeah! Take it in your mouth!  Lick
it!  Suck it!  Unuhnuhnuhnuh!  Oh baby! Oh baby! Danny let me suck him!"
	Dan moved off my cock, and in one swift motion, Jordan turned and
began furiously sucking me off.  Dan moved to play with Jordan's asshole
and I resumed sucking Jordan.
	I hadn't been able to deep throat Jordan's cock while he was sitting
on my stomach.  The upward curve made it impossible.  In the sixty-nine
position the gentle curve was well suited to slip down my throat and I
wasted no time sucking his prick down to its root.
	Jordan's mouth flew off my cock and he howled in ecstasy.
"Omigod! Omigod!  That's so hot!  So fucking hot!  I've never- I've never!
Fuck!  Fuck!  Take it all!  Take my hot cock!  I'm gonna squirt!  My nuts
are fucking throbbing!  I'm cumming!  I'm--."
	Without warning, Jordan pulled his cock from my mouth and stood
over me shagging his spit-slick tool.
"CUMMINGGGGGGUHN-UHN-AHHHH!!!"
	The first volley hit Dan square in the chest as he knelt behind my
head.  The second landed on my nose and the subsequent pulses found their
home on my furry belly.
	Jordan stood there for a moment with a smile, and a dazed look on
his face, then collapsed on top of me and began smothering me with kisses.
"Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?"
"You can thank Danny Boy here for that.  I got so hot on his cock this
morning I couldn't stop until I had it all."
"You can swallow that monster?"
"Now I can.  It took some doing, but with practice it became easy."
"Well, all's I can say is 'wrap it up and I'll take it home'."
	Dan chuckled and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Not so fast there loverboy.  I got first dibs and I've already got the
certificate of ownership."
	Jordan looked like he was going to retort so I sat up on the bed and
did my best Mae West impersonation.
"Take it easy boys!  There's plenty of me to go around.  And around-and
around!"
	Dan smiled and said,
"Yeah, but-."
"No buts!  At least not that kind anyway.  You two can play your boy-games
and pound your chests to decide who's Alpha male later.  I've still got this
little problem, and as flattered as I am to be fought over by two hot studs,
that ain't gonna make it go away.  Now.  What I'd really like to see is the
two of you do one another.  So kiss and make up."
	They looked at one another and smiled.  Dan reached out and
hugged Jordan.  They kissed and straightened back up.  Dan touched my
face and kissed me too.
"We don't really want to do each other.  We want to get you off."
"I know that, and right now, seeing you two hot muscle boys play with each
other is what'll get me off.  If you don't really want to, OK, but I'm just
letting you know what would really turn me on."
	Jordan kissed me and said,
"We didn't say we didn't want to, hell, I can't wait to get the monster up my
ass again.  It's just that this isn't about us, it's about you.  If we're doin'
each other we'll feel like we're leaving you out."
"Don't worry about that!  Seeing you two goin' at it will fulfill several of my
deepest fantasies and I'll make sure you know just how much I'm enjoying
it."
"Well, if you're sure you'll be OK.  What about it Danny?"
"I was lookin' forward to plowing your ass at some point today.  Now's as
good a time as any.  Seeing as we're doin' it for you Keith, you just tell us
what you wanna see and we'll do it."
"What, like direct you in my own personal porno movie?  That sounds hotter
than what I was thinking of.  You cool with that Jordy?"
"Cool with it?  I'm gettin' hot just thinkin' about it.  There's no way I'll
forget you're here if you're directing the action.  How should we start?"
"Well, let me go get a chair and we'll get down to it."
	I left the bedroom to fetch the swivel chair from my room.  As I
moved down the hall I heard Jordan say,
"This is gonna be really cool Danny.  Thanks for inviting me.  You weren't
lying last night when you said this dude is hot."
"Don't thank me, thank him--."
	I moved out of earshot, blushing at the compliments and getting hot
thinking about the sextravaganza to come.

End of Chapter Two.
Coming Soon Chapter Three: I'm ready for my Close-up Mr. B.

Please let me know what you think at hottalespinner@hotmail.com.  Thanks
for all the encouragement so far.  I will answer all e-mails as soon as
possible.--K