David's Six Legs
by Josh Dugan

I had dreamed of David often, especially since I had told him how beautiful 
his legs were. And they were beautiful, long and smooth-muscled, with a gentle 
swell of calf and thigh.
We were madly in love, and I couldn't get enough of his wonderful legs.
"I would love it if you had six of these wonderful legs," I said, as I rested 
my cheek on his sweet, smooth thighs. They radiated warmth from beneath the 
cool, firm surface of his skin, and I felt the long muscles twitch 
involuntarily. His wonderful penis stirred itself at the thought.
"If I had six legs, I'd wrap them around you," he said, thoughtfully, becoming 
turned on. 
"Mmmm," I replied, really aroused, and nuzzling the beautiful pair of legs he 
offered me.
My dreams brought David to me on a graceful platoon of beautiful legs, a 
handsome human centipede quietly moving, with silken hips grinding against the 
legs pressed against them, only the final pair of hips naked and uncrowded by 
the press of legs.
I would playfully mount the graceful legs, feeling the gentle muscular 
bubble-butts and their gentle undulating motion beneath my own legs as I rode 
my beautiful David, holding onto his statuesque shoulders as he laughed and 
enjoyed my weight on his legs.
I awoke from my dream aroused and weighted heavily by David's wonderful, 
long-muscled legs as he slept, their male beauty gently clasping me. I was 
wonderfully surrounded by warmth and his arousing scent, and I felt myself 
stirred to full arousal. I raised my head from the thigh-pillow of one of 
David's lovely male legs, only to bump my cheek against another beautiful leg. 
It gradually dawned on me that I felt warmth and beauty snuggled all around me 
as I woke up. 
It was incredible - the legs had me surrounded and gently enwrapped -- all six 
of them! Beautiful feet rested snuggled against mine, beautiful legs slumbered 
in a warm tangle among around my own legs as David's beautiful body slept in 
my arms.
It was so hard to move, and so hard to want to move. 
I couldn't help kissing the big, graceful legs as I patiently lifted some of 
them from me, and I slid far enough forward to kiss my beautiful David's 
slumbering lips. They immediately came alive under my kiss, and as his dark, 
lovely eyes opened I knew he knew. 
He smiled, hugging me with long, gentle arms, his beautiful hands everywhere 
on me!
"It wouldn't be balanced without the extra arms!" he laughed.
I reveled, my mind spinning as his beautiful hands held my face, long fingers 
combing through my hair, other gentle hands holding my shoulders and the third 
pair gently holding my waist and hips.
I grabbed the four big, handsome hands and kissed them, loving the wrists, the 
palms, the beautiful, long fingers. The arms lazily fell against me and each 
other, and with his third pair David pulled my waist hard against his.
"Oh, David!" I said, nearly swooning and burying my lips in his, lost in his 
arms and wanting his legs at the same time.
We kissed ardently, wordlessly, seeming to float in a world of male warmth and 
beauty as he gently surrounded and caressed me.

From then on I could never take my eyes off him, the beautiful feet that 
casually stood on each other as he reached for items from the high shelves of 
the closet, the legs that enviably lay all over each other as he watched TV, 
the long, gorgeous arms that relaxed against each other, tucked three to a 
sleeve in his white terrycloth robe as he lay next to me as we passed the 
morning paper sections back and forth to each other.
He was a beautiful running partner, preferring to run barefoot, and I seemed 
to see the six athletic feet in slow motion as they beat the earth with their 
muscular beauty, raised up and lowered on the ferris wheel of his long-legged 
strides.
Together we would share the massaging duties, and my hands never tired of 
working the wonderful leg and foot muscles, as his six strong hands never 
tired of them either, or of massaging my own legs, for that matter!
In love we were welded together for hours at a time, for with his tremendous 
male energy and strength, he was easily aroused, and all three penises seemed 
to have no end of arousal -- they were huge! 
It was often hard to feel hungry at breakfast after feeding on his huge 
ejaculations, but with the slightest excuse I'd be back at his penises, 
wrapping myself among the wonderful six legs as he laughed and came some more!
I could not get enough of David's wonderful legs, and he used them beautifully 
as instruments of love, just as he endlessly pumped me full of his raging 
love.
I was absolutely insane about him, and unable to leave the three magnificent 
penises alone as I worked them and sucked them down one after the other or all 
at once. It seemed that our bodies lived only for the nourishment of our 
awesome love as the days passed on into endless, aroused years.
Once, as an experiment, he got drunk for me, to see how well he could maintain 
his balance on his six beautiful legs. Happily, he needed me to hold him as 
his magnificent legs became clumsy, and with him stupid and beautiful in my 
arms I ravished his glorious body, his six wonderful arms and six glorious 
legs.
I came deep within his first ass as I kissed his numb, smiling lips, loving 
his sweet weight drunkenly upon me.
"I love you," he smiled, heavily relaxed and very clumsy upon me. I kissed my 
wonderful David again, coming mightily deep inside his wonderful maleness. 
"Thanks," I said, when I had recovered somewhat from the powerful jolts of 
love that welded David and I together, for all time. "I love you, too." 
I held him and his wonderful body against me, and in my heart I meant what I 
said.