Date: Tue, 8 Jun 2004 23:17:16 +1000 (EST)
From: "[iso-8859-1] Wombat" <bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: 'The Old Valley Road Hotel #24' {Wombat} ( MM SciFi Anal Size Musc Biker ) [ 24 ! 50 ]
The Old Valley Road Hotel.
By Wombat.
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Any constructive comments are appreciated.
I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'.
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Chapter 3. Education and Induction.
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Part 24: The Crystal Palace.
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Big Dick: << Quite a few years ago I knew this guy who flew all the
way non-stop to London from Sydney and he went and stood out in front
of Buckingham Palace and yelled 'Fuck the Queen'. >>
Kevin: << What happened? >>
<< Nothing. Absolutely nothing. That afternoon he got on a jet from
Heathrow and flew straight back to Australia non-stop. >>
Paul: << You mean he spent twenty-eight hours solid in a plane flying
to England, got off in London, yelled 'Fuck the Queen' at Buckingham
Palace, jumped straight on a plane back to Australia and spent
another twenty-eight hours flying back home again? And it would have
cost him a couple of grand too. >>
<< Yes. He was away for a total of about three days. And it did
cost him about two thousand dollars. >>
Paul: << Why? >> - <+ Incredulity, disbelief +>
The group knew that Big Dick was telling the truth.
Kevin: << He sounds like a real fruit loop. >>
Wolf: << It sounds crazy. You mean that he stood there in front of
Buckingham Palace, yelled 'Fuck the Queen' and nothing happened. >>
Big Dick: << Absolutely nothing happened. There was no response at
all. He might just as well have been standing out in the middle of
the Simpson Desert instead of the middle of London. >>
Derek: << I guess people over there thought he was just another nut
case and ignored him. >>
Paul: << I don't think they would ignore him these days with
terrorist threats looming all around us. He'd probably get arrested
and carted off. >>
Derek: << It's quite funny when you think about it. He really must
have wanted to do it really badly. >>
Big Dick: << He did. It was his driving ambition. >>
Michael: << This shows that human beings are capable of tremendous
effort and sacrifice to achieve their goal. You supermen may laugh
at this fellow for his effort and expenditure in achieving what to
you appears such a shallow goal, but please consider that there are
many humans who labour all their lives in quest of their goals,
whether it be in the scientific or artistic fields, or whatever
endeavour. Some spend their lives looking for the cure for cancer,
some spend their lives writing beautiful music, and others spend
their lives looking for the perfect head of beer or collecting Barbie
dolls or bottle tops. Just consider, my friends, what the human race
could be capable of if all this energy and passion were channelled in
productive directions. Can you start to see the glorious future that
awaits the human race? Can you see why The Lord God takes so much
interest in the human race? You all know that there are far more
humans with supernatural powers than all the other intelligent races
in the Universe combined. Just imagine what it would be like when
most of the human race are telepathic and have superhuman powers.
Just imagine, my friends, the future that lies ahead of you. >>
Peter wandered over to inspect the barbecue behind the garage, a
large construction made out of besser blocks. He was volunteering to
cook the meat. The archangel was going to stay and join them at the
barbecue.
Big Dick came up behind Derek, put his massively muscled arms around
him and nuzzled the back of Derek's neck. Derek leaned back into the
huge man.
Big Dick: << Derek, it's my driving ambition to fuck you, you hot,
horny hunk of muscle. Wanna come to my secret planet? >>
Derek: <+ Yes +>
Hal: << Dick, you dirty ... >>
At that instant, space ripped. Big Dick enfolded Derek in his jump
field and the next thing Derek knew, both he and Big Dick were
floating in space above a red planet. Derek looked at the great red
globe lying below them. At first Derek thought it was Mars, but Dick
informed him it was his planet. He had created it and the universe
and galaxies in which it lay. It was a small universe with only
about a couple of dozen galaxies in it; it was tiny when compared to
the main universe that contained about 450,000,000,000 galaxies.
Dick had copied one beautiful big spiral galaxy from the main
universe from which they had just come and in this galaxy he had
built his planet that was about the same size as Earth. The other
galaxies he had also copied in from the main universe. They were of
different types, spirals, ellipticals, barred spirals and irregulars.
None of the galaxies had any intelligent life forms at all apart from
Big Dick and Derek. Big Dick had selected a nice G-class yellow
dwarf star like Earth's sun and had created his planet in orbit
around it. There were six gas giant planets already in this solar
system. Dick had moved them out to a safe distance from his planet.
There was also another rocky Earth-sized planet that orbited closer
to the star. It was hot, airless and lifeless and it was a brilliant
white; it shone brighter than Venus because Big Dick had covered its
surface with titanium dioxide.
Dick's planet had an atmosphere of similar density to Earth's. It
was mainly the noble gas krypton with some nitrogen, argon and carbon
dioxide; the oxygen content was similar to that of Earth.
Derek enfolded in Big Dick's arms hung in orbit above the red planet.
There were no clouds to be seen as the planet was quite bereft of
moisture; there was no water anywhere. There were a few huge dust
storms visible. On the surface were visible great craters, rugged
cliffs and mountain ranges.
Derek: << Impressive! >>
He and Big Dick flew together down through the atmosphere and landed
in the middle of a dry dusty desert plain covered with red sand
dunes. Derek looked around him. The red sandy desert stretched off
into the distance as far as the eye could see in most directions,
except that in the west rose a high rocky mountain range purplish in
the far distance. The sun shone down on them hotly from a harsh
purple-blue sky. No clouds were to be seen. There was no sign of
any life form visible. There were no bushes or shrubs or trees or
bits of wood, no animal tracks, no birds, nothing. The desert was
quite devoid of life.
Derek: << This place looks sterile. >> - <+ Joke +>
Big Dick: << It is a desert. The whole planet is a desert. >>
<+ Why? +>
<< There is something cleansing about a desert. I've lived in the
desert and I have come to appreciate it. My father lives in the
Gibson Desert in Western Australia, out there in the middle of the
sand dunes. >>
There was a resonance about that remark that made Derek look at Big
Dick closely. For the first time, he actually took notice of Dick's
long luxuriant straight black hair and dark, flawless, well-tanned
skin, his deep-set black eyes with bushy eyebrows, and the nose that
was a little wider than that of most Europeans. Until then, he had
really only noticed Dick's huge muscles on a massive broad-shouldered
physique.
Derek: << You're Aboriginal. >>
<< Well, yes. I'm a half-caste actually. My father's Aboriginal and
my mother's a white woman. I was a result of a fling my father and
mother had when they were young. My father was a member of an
Aboriginal dance troupe touring Australia and my mother was a
university student in Adelaide who got infatuated with this gorgeous
hunky black dancer and jumped into bed with him. My dad's now a
tribal elder in Central Western Australia. I had to use my
superpowers to track him down. I never would have found him
otherwise. He was really glad to see me. He's married now and he
has five kids now apart from me. They were really interested to see
their new big brother. My mother hung onto me despite the
disapproval of her family. She dropped out of University and looked
after me until I was about fourteen. Then she hooked up with this
complete arsehole of a guy who wanted her to get rid of her little
black bastard. That's me. He made life impossible for me at home,
so I shot through. She was so desperate for a man by then that she
was willing to put up with him treating me like shit. We had moved
to Sydney by then. I lived on the streets of Sydney for a couple of
months until Hal picked me up and trained me up as a superman. I was
fourteen then and that was seventeen years ago. I slapped on a ton
of muscle and became huge. I like being really huge. And, well,
here I am. >>
<< Your mother? >>
<< She lost the arsehole she was living with soon after I left and
ended up marrying this rich businessman in Sydney. She now lives in
this big house on the North Shore of Sydney and has a couple of
teenage boys. I caught up with them a few years ago. Mum was blown
away to see me again after all these years. She was so happy. The
kids thought it was fantastic to have this huge big black bikie for a
brother. They really like going for rides on my bike. Mum's husband
took a little while to get used to me but he's OK now. >>
<< And here we are standing in the middle of a huge fucking great
desert. I wonder what they would think if they could see you now. >>
<< The kids would probably want to get super powers right now. >>
<< I assume you didn't bring me here just to admire the scenery,
though I got to admit it is unearthly. >>
The hard bright sun shone hot on their backs. The view was immense
from the top of the sand dune they were standing on. Red sand dunes
marched off across the desert plain to the distant rugged mountains.
The red sand was burning hot under Derek's feet. He was glad to be a
superman.
Derek was considering what it would be like to have a fuck on top of
a sand dune when he caught the image in Dick's mind of his crystal
palace built on a rocky plateau in the middle of the global desert a
long way away across the planet.
Big Dick: << Follow me. >>
Derek rose up into the air after Big Dick and together they streaked
at hypersonic speed away to the south east towards Dick's crystal
palace in the Southern Hemisphere. As they sped low over the sand
dunes, plumes of sand were thrust upward on both sides of their
passage by the shock waves caused by their high velocity.
After a few minutes a rocky steep-sided mesa rose before them high
above the surrounding sandy desert. In the centre of the smooth
level plain on top of the mesa Derek could see a large round domed
structure like a giant facetted transparent crystalline mass with
four round crystalline towers equally spaced around the outer wall.
To Derek it was reminiscent of an upturned cut glass bowl with four
long legs sticking up into the air or a diamond mosque similar in
shape to the great mosque in Istanbul.
Big Dick: << My crystal palace. >>
Derek was impressed. As they approached he could appreciate its
great size. It appeared to cover many square kilometres. Inside the
building he could see the green of a forest of very earthly looking
trees.
Derek: <+ ? +>
Big Dick: << It's about fifteen square kilometres in area. I've
created an earth type rainforest like up in North Queensland inside,
with lots of birds and forest animals. >>
<< I like it, but a rainforest? Out here in the middle of a planet
size desert? >>
<< I've created a huge supply of water for it down underneath inside
the mesa that should last a couple of million years. The water is
under pressure so it comes up by itself. I don't need pumps.
There's a lake inside which is fed by springs. >>
<< It's a contrast. Wow! >>
<< Yep. >>
They came up to the massive crystalline structure. Derek stood on
the smooth bare surface of the red rock plain outside and looked up
in admiration. The transparent facetted wall towering above him was
about 300 metres (1000 feet) high. No entrance was visible. Dick
hovered nearby while Derek took in the sheer size of the building
close up. Then Dick jumped into the rainforest inside. Derek
followed.
The humidity of the warm air inside hit like a wall. It was a stark
contrast to the absolute dryness of the desert air outside. Derek
looked up at the tall trees making up the rainforest surrounding him.
The air resounded with the cries of many multicoloured parrots that
flew amongst the trees.
Derek breathed. << It's magnificent. >>
Dick put a massive arm around Derek's shoulders. << Come up to my
boudoir, hunk. >>
<+ OK + >
Together they flew up from the forest floor through an archway into a
large circular room in one of the four towers made of crystal glass.
The room was level with the top of the vertical outside wall of the
giant crystal palace. The view was awe-inspiring. Looking to the
inside of Big Dick's construction through the transparent walls,
Derek could see the luxuriant rainforest enclosed in the crystal
glass dome. Out through the archway was a glass crystal balcony that
overlooked the rainforest.
Beyond the outer wall of the palace was visible the planed smooth
surface of the red rocky plain of the mesa top and below and beyond
its edge lay the endless red sand dunes of the vast desert that
covered the planet. Visible in the far distance all around were the
mountain ranges that formed the rim of a large circular crater. The
mesa was at the very centre of the crater.
In the middle of the large glass-walled room was a big circular bed
covered with maroon linen. It consisted of a two-foot (60-cm) thick
mattress resting on a low glass plinth. Derek jumped onto the
mattress and found it firm underneath.
Big Dick stood for a minute next to the bed admiring Derek's
powerfully muscled body as Derek lay on the bed. Derek had kept
switched on a force field that made his well-tanned skin all slick
and shiny. The incredibly handsome muscle stud looked really
beautiful lying on the maroon sheets. Dick appreciated with rising
lust the bulging power of Derek's magnificent muscles.
Derek lay on the bed and soaked up Dick's admiration. He looked up
at the huge muscleman who was about to fuck him.
Big Dick was truly enormous. He stood 215 centimetres (7' 1") tall
and weighed 225 kilograms (495 pounds) and it was all solid hard
ripped well-veined muscle. His huge 73-inch (185-cm) chest looked
awesome and made his 36-inch (90-cm) waist look tiny. His mighty 29-
inch upper arms (74-cm) looked in proportion with the rest of his
mountainously muscular physique. His gigantic thick long cock stood
up to attention in front of the massive cobblestone eight-pack of his
thickly muscled belly. It was fully two feet (60 cm.) long, four
inches (10 cm.) thick and looked like a great big meaty club. It was
an impressive size.
Dick jumped onto the bed with and wrapped his hugely muscular arms
around Derek's body.
Dick: << You're just where I want you. >>
They kissed and writhed together with rising passion. Their
telepathically linked minds revelled in the feel of their powerfully
muscled bodies rubbing together.
Dick started licking the front of Derek's body. Derek's nipples were
exquisitely sensitive and they thrilled to the touch of Dick's warm
tongue sliding over them. They stood up eagerly for Dick's
attentions. Dick's tongue was like that of a dog, long, wet, warm
and covered with saliva.
Dick kept on licking down Derek's torso, enjoying the feel of Derek's
big hard muscles under his tongue. He bypassed Derek's aching stiff
hard penis and took each of his large balls into his mouth, massaging
them delicately with his tongue and lips. Derek groaned with rising
lust. His balls ached with lust.
Dick hoisted up Derek's thick powerful thighs and ran his warm wet
tongue over Derek's perineum, the part between his ball-sack and
arsehole. Derek shuddered as pleasurable thrills ran through his
body. Dick moved his attentions to Derek's arsehole. Derek groaned
with delight as the tip of Dick's tongue tickled his sensitive anal
pucker. Delicately Dick licked over and around the anal opening
while Derek thrilled to the sensations coursing up through his body.
Dick eased the tip of his tongue into the arsehole, past the anal
sphincter and into the anal canal. The feel of Dick's tongue moving
around up in his arsehole gave Derek a real buzz. Dick gave Derek's
prostate a workout with his tongue, which was so vigorous that Derek
came close to orgasm but Derek locked it down. Derek was not going
to blow yet. Dick's tongue moved up further and came into contact
with all the semen that Scott Reeves had pumped up Derek's arsehole
earlier that day when Derek had gone back in time. Dick made a tube
of his tongue and squirted saliva up into Derek's anal canal, making
it even better lubricated.
When Derek was nicely stimulated and rearing to go, Dick withdrew his
tongue and sat up. His massive form loomed over Derek, who lay on
his back looking up at Dick tense with anticipation. The head of
Dick's huge penis was the size of a large peach more than four inches
(10 cm.) across. The whole penis was covered with a small repulsive
force field that made it feel well lubricated and very slippery.
Dick placed it against the pucker of Derek's arsehole, which Derek
had caused to become nicely relaxed enough to be able to stretch out
sufficiently to admit the huge sex organ now wanting entry. Dick
pushed gently and Derek's anus opened up to receive the mighty cock
coming in. Derek marvelled at the bulging muscles of Dick's huge
body working as Dick continued thrusting it into Derek's arsehole bit
by bit. Dick's penis was so fat that it was squeezed by the bony
structure of Derek's slim pelvis as it thrust ever deeper up into
Derek's torso. It was absolutely enormous. Derek's arsehole felt
incredibly stretched. Dick inched his cock up Derek's anus bit by
bit with gentle thrusts. It felt enormous to Derek. His anal
sphincters and anal canal felt extraordinarily distended and full.
It was like the circle fuck and the fuck with all the others at once
he had the previous day but now he had Dick all to himself. He could
appreciate the huge size of Dick's penis as it eased its way up
Derek's anus. Derek's prostate was massaged and squeezed by Dick's
enormous cock as it thrust further up into his torso. Derek had
already adjusted his bowels to be able to fit such a gigantic cock up
inside his torso.
Dick kept on thrusting his huge long fat penis further up into
Derek's anus inch by incredible inch while Derek groaned with the
storm of sensation coursing through his body.
Finally Dick gave one more thrust and succeeded in getting the entire
two-foot (60-cm.) length of his mighty cock all the way up inside
Derek's torso. It was a very tight fit. The cock head was up near
the base of Derek's throat. Derek's heart pounded against the huge
cock up against it. His whole torso felt unbelievably full and tight
inside. He felt as if he had been impaled on a fence post. Dick
revelled in the pounding pulsating energy of Derek's powerful body
clasped tightly around his cock.
Derek's groin felt incredibly tight and congested with that massive
thick hunk of man meat stuck up his arsehole. Eagerly he grabbed
Dick's huge muscular arms as Dick started a regular thrusting into
him. Dick lay down on top of Derek and kissed Derek passionately on
the lips. Derek was easily strong enough to support Dick's massive
weight on top of him.
Derek wrapped his arms around Dick's huge hard muscular chest and his
legs around Dick's waist allowing Dick full access to his arsehole.
They held each other tightly in a robust bear hug.
Dick lengthened the strokes of his thrusts into Derek. He would
withdraw almost the entire length of his cock from Derek's arsehole
and would slam it vigorously back its entire length up into Derek's
torso to the top of his chest. Derek yelled and arched his back
underneath Dick as the maelstrom of sensation shook his entire body.
All his internal organs were being massaged energetically by the
massive penis thrusting up into his body. He could feel it thrusting
deep into his chest up past his wildly beating heart. At the end of
each stroke it was reaching up to the base of his throat. It felt as
if he had a battering ram being forced up his arse, but it was
incredibly stimulating. Derek relished feeling the huge muscles of
Dick's body bulging and working hard as he thrust into Derek.
Dick revelled in fucking Derek's powerfully muscled body. Derek was
incredibly hot and eager. It was sheer delight for Dick to fuck such
a passionate muscleman as a lover. There were not many people who
would accommodate his huge cock so willingly and eagerly.
Derek released the block on his orgasm and exploded into a firestorm
of rapture. Hot gouts of semen gushed out of Derek's painfully stiff
cock sandwiched between their hot copulating bodies. Dick continued
thrusting up into Derek a few more times and burst into orgasm as
well. He thrust his cock as far as it would go up into Derek's torso
and his spunk squirted right up at the top of Derek's deep muscular
chest. His whole cock pulsated inside Derek who was beside himself
with orgasmic joy. They clasped each other tightly in a fervent bear
hug. Each revelled in the hard muscular power of each other's bodies
pulsating with the orgasmic storm coursing through them. Both cried
out their passion locked together in their fervid coupling.
After some considerable time their orgasms came to an end. It was
dark but still warm. The sun had set. Both men were hot in each
other's embrace. Dick kissed Derek tenderly. The golden glow of
glorious sex surrounded them both. They delighted in the feel of
their muscular bodies lying against each other.
Derek: << Wow! That was some fuck! That was a super fuck! >>
Dick beamed with happiness. He loved Derek. He was really fond of
the hot hunky muscly super-stud and Derek was fantastic to have sex
with.
It was quite dark now. Looking out through the glass walls, Derek
could see the sky ablaze with stars. There were very many more stars
visible than back on Earth. Derek could actually see Dick's face
clearly in the starlight. In response to Derek's telepathic query,
Dick let Derek know that the stars were much more densely packed in
the neighbourhood of his planet than was the case near Earth.
The birds in Dick's little rainforest were quieter now. There were a
few noises from the night birds but that was all.
Derek wanted to go outside and look at the stars. He jumped out
through the glass wall hyperspatially and alighted on the rocky plain
outside. Dick joined him. Derek was awed by the magnificent display
of the blazing night sky. There was bright starlight coming from all
around the sky. There was enough light to read a newspaper by.
Dick: << Makes the Australian desert night sky look pretty pallid in
comparison, doesn't it. >>
Derek: << Sure does. >>
Derek thought back to the time when as a boy he used to go and stay
with his mother's parents when his grandfather was still a senior
research scientist at the Woomera Rocket Range in the desert in the
north of South Australia. When he stayed in Woomera during the May
school holidays, the chill autumn desert night sky was brilliant with
stars but it paled in comparison to the night sky of Dick's planet.
His grandparents had moved out from England when his grandfather had
been appointed to the position at Woomera soon after World War Two.
They had been living in Australia ever since. His grandfather was a
keen amateur astronomer and delighted in showing Derek all the
interesting astronomical objects through his telescope. Derek still
remembered the awe when he first beheld the ringed splendour of the
planet Saturn all those years ago.
Dick sensed the thoughts passing through Derek's mind with interest.
His memories were different. He remembered the joy of meeting his
lost father for the first time and the long hours they spent talking
around a campfire at night. His father would point out the stars and
constellations and tell Dick his people's names for them. He would
tell the Dreamtime stories of how they came to be and which
constellations represented which Dreamtime hero. The young superman
was fascinated by another aspect of his aboriginal heritage opening
up to him.
They hugged in the cool dry night air.
Derek: << My father was the bold and handsome young army captain who
married the boffin's beautiful daughter. The young scientists
working with Grandad at Woomera were really cheesed off when Dad
moved in on her. Apparently he cut a really dashing figure in his
army uniform. He was an army liaison officer then. >>
The eastern horizon glowed with the approach of the moonrise. The
two men waited while the dazzlingly bright moon rose up over the
rugged mountains in the east. It was past full but it was still
brilliant, much brighter than Earth's moon. Dick had created it with
a pale grey surface that was much lighter than Earth's moon's
asphalt-grey surface.
Dick suggested a moonlight swim in the lake inside the crystal
palace. Derek agreed and together they jumped back inside the palace
to the lakeshore. They waded out and swam in the limpid cool spring-
fed waters. The effect of the bright moonlight refracting and
reflecting through the glass walls of the palace then through the
trees was breathtaking magical. Derek floated in the middle of the
lake spellbound with wonder.
Derek: << It's really beautiful. Dick, you're a real artist. This
is fantastic. It's like some sort of fairyland. >>
Dick glowed with appreciation.
The lake was approximately round in shape and fairly big, about five
hundred metres (yards) in diameter. Along the shore, trees hung over
the water's edge. There was enough light from the low hanging moon
and the myriad stars to be able to see the green colour of the trees.
Underwater it was quite dark.
They swam and paddled around in the lake enjoying the feel of the
cool water on their skin. After a while, Dick thought that they
should return to the others in the main Universe. Derek assented.
Together they swam to the shore and got out of the water. Big Dick
wrapped his arms around Derek so that they were in the same position
as they were when they jumped out of space-time at the barbecue at
Derek's garage back on Earth.
They jumped. Again there was the ripping of space and time. They
arrived a fraction of a microsecond after the instant they left and
found themselves amongst the others exactly the same as they were
when they left. To their friends Dick and Derek appeared to shimmer
for an instant as they departed and instantaneously returned.
Hal finished his thought: << ... rotten bastard. >>
He grinned and continued. << Glad you like him. >>
Dick: << I sure do. We had a glorious fuck on my secret planet. It
was fantastic. >>
After a while Peter finished cooking the meat on the barbecue. It
was beautifully done. Hal magicked up a delicious salad out of thin
air.
They all sat around the outdoor table near the barbecue and ate with
relish.
After they had all finished, Michael took his leave and departed back
to Heaven. The men sat around the table linking up with each other
telepathically. Dick's 'kidnap' of Derek and their fuck on Dick's
planet caused much amusement. Derek relished telling them that
Dick's huge cock felt like a fence post up his arse but it felt good.
Wolf: << Derek, you're sex mad. >>
The others laughed.
Peter's blue eyes lit on Derek's Mitsubishi Pajero four-wheel-drive
parked in the garage. He grinned merrily.
Peter: << Derek, do you know what the word 'Pajero' means in
Argentina? >>
Derek tried to peer into Peter's mind but the experienced telepath
had no difficulty in shielding his thoughts from Derek's neophyte
telepathic sense. However Derek easily picked up the amusement
rippling through Peter's brain. The others knew the joke too but
kept their thoughts from Derek. Derek felt frustrated.
Derek: << OK then, what? >>
Wolf: << In Spanish it means literally a man of straw. In Spain it
means a hayseed, a country bumpkin, a peasant. When someone in say
Madrid talks about a pajero, they are looking down on him.
Peter's grin broadened. << However, in Argentina it means a wanker,
a masturbator. >>
Derek: << How do you know that? >>
Peter unfolded the story of how he had hooked up with a gay artist
who was a refugee from Argentina. The artist, Carlos Camorro, had
fled to Australia because, as a gay activist and painter, he was in
grave danger of being tortured and killed by the military junta who
had seized power in Argentina in 1976. In 1979 he had settled in
Adelaide, South Australia, which was a nice long way away from
Argentina. Shortly after he had arrived, an exhibition of his
paintings was held in an Adelaide art gallery that had stirred up
some controversy because of the overtly gay content of his art.
By then Peter was an experienced superman. He had gone to the
exhibition out of curiosity. He noticed that the artist seemed to
have been inspired at least in part by Tom of Finland and also that a
number of the subjects were big powerfully muscled men with curly
black hair and blue eyes like himself. In particular there was a
series of pictures showing a magnificently muscled Superman enjoying
gay sex in various ways like being fucked by other musclemen, fucking
other musclemen and sucking cock. A very respectable-looking
Adelaide matron had come up to Peter and asked if he had been a model
for Camorro. Peter laughed and said that he was not.
Peter became aware of an intense man staring at him with unbridled
lust. He realised that the man was the artist Carlos Camorro. Their
eyes locked together across the gallery. The artist came up to Peter
and asked him tentatively if he liked his paintings. Peter smiled
and replied that he thought they were great and he liked the subject.
The artist said that he did not think such beautiful muscle men could
exist and here one was standing before his eyes. Peter was the most
beautiful man he had ever seen. Peter grinned appreciatively. The
artist became bolder and ran his hand over Peter's huge bulging
biceps. The passion rose in him. The man had a slim athletic build
and was aged in his late twenties then, about the same age as Peter.
The artist had dark brown hair and lovely sexy brown eyes. Peter was
attracted to the idea of sex with him. The artist suggested that
they get to know one another better in one of the back rooms of the
gallery. Peter agreed readily and they found an empty room. Carlos
could not keep his hands off Peter. They stripped and Carlos's jaw
dropped when he saw the size of Peter's huge penis. Carlos was
desperate for Peter to penetrate him. Peter fucked him fully and
joyfully. Carlos's screams of ecstasy could be heard all over the
gallery. While Carlos was thanking Peter effusively for the most
wonderful orgasm he had ever had, an earnest looking young woman with
long hair and wearing jeans, beads and a filmy long shirt of an
Indian pattern looked in around the door. She was so hippie
seventies. She raised her eyebrows when she saw the two men naked in
each other's arms and asked Peter to be careful of Carlos. Carlos
told her to go away because he was having the best sex ever. The
woman replied that they were making so much noise that they could be
heard in the gallery and asked them to keep it quiet. They did not,
of course.
That night, Peter moved in with Carlos into a little cottage that the
painter had just started renting in Norwood, a suburb just east of
the City of Adelaide. Peter spent the next few days slaking a deep
and urgent hunger in Carlos. Carlos was lost in love with Peter as
Peter kept on fucking him continually. Finally, Carlos had become
ravenously hungry and they had run out of food. Carlos marvelled
that his arsehole was not raw and bleeding with all the fucking but
at that time he did not know that Peter was a real live superman. He
was overjoyed to discover that later.
When they went out shopping, Carlos saw a Mitsubishi Pajero in the
supermarket car park and burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard
that Peter had to hold him up. People turned and stared at the
beautiful big muscleman holding up the slim dark-haired foreign-
looking man who was laughing like a hyena. Tears streamed down
Carlos's face.
With his telepathic sense Peter worked out what Carlos was laughing
about but the artist was incoherent with laughter. Finally Carlos
calmed down enough to explain to Peter that 'pajero' meant a
masturbator. Peter laughed out loud at the thought of people driving
around in a Mitsubishi Masturbator.
<< Fancy that, Derek. You're driving around in a Mitsubishi
Masturbator! >> Peter laughed.
Derek looked at his four-wheel-drive wagon doubtfully. << I guess
I'd better get rid of it. It was useful and it's reliable but I've
got my bike now. >>
Paul: << I wouldn't bother. It's still useful. It can carry things
your bike can't and you can't reveal your super powers, not yet
anyway. Very few Australians know what 'pajero' means in Argentina
which is why Mitsubishi have been able to get away with it here for
so long. >>
Derek: << Well, it did suit me. I was masturbating all the time
before you got here and it was appropriate then that I was driving
around in a Mitsubishi Masturbator. >> He laughed.
Hal: << Derek, does the name Carlos Camorro mean anything to you? >>
There was a bell ringing in Derek's mind. The gay artist, yes,
Carlos Camorro, yes, Derek had seen an exhibition of his work in
Sydney. Derek had been working as a pay clerk in the Department of
Defence in Sydney at that time and he had kept his gayness a deep
dark secret from his colleagues at work. One Saturday morning five
years ago he had caught the train into the city and went to an art
gallery in Oxford Street, Darlinghurst that was showing an exhibition
of paintings by the gay artist Carlos Camorro.
The exhibition had blown Derek away. He was twenty-one at the time
and he was having real difficulty with his gay nature, particularly
in a homophobic work place like the Defence Department. His father
was a brigadier in the Army then. Derek had had little sex since
leaving school where he had been the bum boy for the school rugby
team. His parents knew nothing of this. Up until recently, his
school days had been the happiest days of his life.
Derek had spent the whole day there wandering around the exhibition
drinking in all the paintings and luxuriating in their exultant gay
pride. There was one painting there that had walked away with the
Archibald Prize for portraiture from the Art Gallery of New South
Wales. Not only that but it had received the Popular Choice Award as
well, which was most unusual. It was a portrait of a naked Hal, who
by then was a well-known artist himself. Derek had devoured the huge
bulging muscles of the mighty broad-shouldered figure that exuded
power and potency. His huge thick arms bulged with muscle and
throbbed with virile power. His great big thick flaccid cock hung
just about down to his knees. His massive deep wide hairy chest
bulged with thick hard muscle. His pectorals were enormous like
boulders and the thick muscles of his hard belly looked like
cobblestones. A trail of dark hair went from his chest down his
belly to his pubic bush. With his brown beard down to his chest and
long brown hair he looked like a mighty warrior king who was the hero
of a great medieval saga.
There were several paintings of Peter that exuded virile potency and
power. Peter was naked in all of them and Carlos obviously revelled
in painting the beautiful and awesomely muscled he-man who looked so
tanned and healthy. His huge muscles bulged with power and strength.
In one picture, all Peter's muscles were tensed, huge and bulging.
His powerful arms were outstretched. His mighty long fat cock was
flagrantly erect and standing proud out in front of him. His cock
looked beautiful. His whole body looked beautiful.
Another showed Peter sitting on a smooth granite boulder and leaning
back against another boulder. His huge erect penis was being licked
attentively by a cute and muscular young man with crew-cut blonde
hair who was also naked with an erect penis.
There was a striking portrait of Peter naked riding bareback on a
massive great big white stallion that was rearing up into the air
with front hooves flying. Peter's fist punched the air joyfully.
All the muscles on both man and horse bulged with power.
One picture in particular held Derek's attention for nearly an hour.
Derek had sat in front of it lost in wonder. The painting was titled
'Anal Intercourse is Absolute Ecstasy' and it showed Peter on Wolf's
back fucking Wolf for all that he was worth. The two big musclemen
were like two mighty stallions fucking. Their huge muscles bulged
with strength and power. Their hard, mighty, thickly muscled bodies
shone with sweat. Veins stood out all over their arms and legs.
Wolf's head was thrown back; his mouth was open in ecstatic joy as
Peter rammed his cock into Wolf's anus; Peter's groin was pressed
hard against Wolf's tanned round muscular buttocks; Wolf's eyes had
rolled back under the lids so that only the whites were showing.
Peter's blue eyes were intense with the effort. His curly black hair
hung down over his eyes. Sweat ran down his face. He looked
incredibly hot, sexy and virile.
There was another that held Derek's attention titled 'Self Portrait
With Peter'. It showed the artist Carlos Camorro naked and now
powerfully muscular and sexy sitting astride Peter's groin while
Peter rammed his penis up his arse. Peter was also naked. Carlos
had an expression of absolute ecstasy on his face while he shot thick
white ropes of semen from his penis all over Peter's massive chest.
Derek did not know it at the time but by then Carlos had been a
superman for more than fifteen years.
There were many pictures at the exhibition. Derek realised now that
Hal, Peter, Wolf, Paul, Big Dick, Andy and Kevin had all featured in
many of the paintings although there were other men in the paintings
whom Derek did not know. The pictures were most realistic. They
were more realistic than photographs. Carlos was clearly a painter
of extraordinary skill who delighted in depicting the muscular male
human form in perfect detail. Every muscle, every vein, every sinew
was lovingly drawn and painted. The critics uniformly praised his
prodigious talent but many of them took issue with his choice of
subject saying that his great skill was wasted in producing
pornography.
The paintings had stoked Derek's fantasies for years. Derek realised
now why he found Scott so attractive; he resembled Peter whose
pictures had stirred Derek up so much.
Now Hal the mighty warrior king had come into Derek's life as if he
had stepped off the canvas. He had come and fucked Derek and had
transformed him absolutely. Now the king was here with his huge
muscular knights and Derek had been fucking with all of them. Now he
was one of them; he was a big muscular knight himself. Hal
affectionately put his arm around Derek's shoulders. Derek was
filled with joy. This was real. This was no masturbation fantasy.
Somehow the idea of a circle fuck took hold. They all thought it
sounded like a good thing and eight naked muscular supermen jumped
upstairs into the loft.
Some of them altered their heights so that they all ended up at the
same height of 190 cm. (6' 3") and they also changed their weight in
proportion. Derek felt really good with the extra 4 centimetres and
15 kilos. He enjoyed seeing that Big Dick was the same height as he
was. Each man duplicated himself into eight identical avatars; in
effect each man had eight bodies controlled by one mind. This was so
that each man could fuck each of the other seven and be fucked by
each of the other seven and as well each man could fuck and be fucked
by himself.
Sixty-four naked muscular bodies formed up into one large circle in
the loft; the front of each was touching the back of the avatar in
front of him. Each cock was stiff and tense with anticipation. It
was agreed to keep everybody's cock's lengths at 30 centimetres
(12"). Each arsehole was willing and able. Each avatar grabbed the
avatar in front of him and starting pushing his penis up the other's
arsehole. There was little difficulty in synchronising the actions.
It did not take before each avatar had his cock up the arsehole of
the one in front and his arsehole had filling it the cock of the one
behind. Everybody was connected into the circle.
Derek exulted in having everybody's cocks including his own up the
arseholes of his eight avatars and the cocks of his eight avatars up
the arseholes of the avatars of each of the men including himself.
He was plugged in both in front and behind. He delighted in the few
still seconds of utter connectedness.
Simultaneously everyone started thrusting their cocks in synchrony
with long deep strokes up the arseholes of the muscular avatar in
front of him. They all were in raptures at fucking and being fucked
at the same time. It was glorious. Because there were sixty-four in
the circle there was very little sideways bending of the penises. It
was just wonderful straight fucking. Each revelled in thrusting his
big stiff hard cock up through the hard round muscular buttocks deep
into the arsehole of the powerfully muscled body in front of him at
the same time as feeling the long thick hard stiff cock of the
muscleman behind him thrusting up vigorously into his own arsehole.
Their bodies heaved and thrust together in a glorious unified rhythm.
Powerful muscles bulged as each man held on the sweat-slicked body of
the man in front of him and thrust his cock deep into the other man's
anus. Derek was filled with a sublime joy as the sexual current
washed though him as it coursed around the circle.
Derek was fucking each of Big Dick, Hal, Peter, Kevin, Wolf, Andy and
Paul and was at the same time being fucked by each one of them at the
same time. It was the utmost joy to be fucking all these glorious
beautiful musclemen simultaneously at the same as being fucked by all
of them at once. They too were enjoying fucking with Derek as well
as with the others. The sexual excitement roared through their
telepathically linked minds around the circle.
Derek was each of his avatars; he was one mind with eight bodies and
his mind merged with the others in a mounting torrent of pleasure.
It was sheer bliss being connected together with all these other
beautiful musclemen, penis to anus all the way around the great
circle. The men's bodies moved harmoniously as one while their
sexual pleasure mounted as it was amplified passing around the circle
of telepathically linked minds. The synchronised fucking continued
in a beautiful motion while the sexual excitement increased to
greater heights. Each avatar thrust forward and back in a wondrous
unison. Each man abandoned himself to splendid rapture as each
muscular body thrust his long fat cock deep into the torso of the
powerful avatar in front of him while at the same instant feeling the
big fat hard cock of the robust avatar behind him thrust up his
arsehole deep into his body. The air in the loft reeked with the
strong masculine odour from the sweat-slicked bodies. Their big
powerful muscles bulged with the exertion.
The men kept on thrusting into each other and the sexual excitement
mounted to almost unbearable levels. Each man had put a block on his
orgasm to prevent him ejaculating prematurely but the sexual
stimulation of the synchronised fucking was as intense as it was
wonderful.
It continued on and on in a mind-bending whirlpool of frantic sexual
thrusting and lusting. The pain and the pleasure of the delay of the
climax were exquisite. Derek and the other supermen trembled with
desire as they kept on thrusting into one another. It seemed to go
on for hours.
Finally, Derek could not tolerate the frustration of waiting for the
climax any longer. Each of his avatars thrust his cock deep up into
the torso of the man in front of him. His groins churned and boiled
and his hot semen gushed out in torrents and flooded into the bowels
of each of his fuckees. An instant later all the other men released
the blocks on their orgasms and they erupted into a huge orgasm that
coursed in a great torrent round and round the circle in great
ecstatic waves. The eight avatars of Derek poured their spunk out in
a blissful gush into the heavily muscled torsos of the men in front
of him. With the others Derek surfed the wave of telepathically
enhanced orgasmic joy round and round the circle, participating in
the orgiastic ecstasy that filled each man to overflowing. It did
not matter who Derek was fucking. He was fucking all men and all men
were fucking him. This was pleasure beyond reckoning. Derek
immersed himself totally in the raw muscular power of the multiply
connected orgasm that surged around the circle in a tumultuous
outpouring of energy.
It was like a continuing thermonuclear explosion of sexual energy
that consumed them all while leaving them intact. Each man felt the
joy of having the other man's hot spunk gush into his bowels filling
his body with arcs of energy. Each man felt the joy of squirting his
semen deep into the other man's torso. Each was doubly connected by
penis up arsehole. The anal canals felt full and throbbing while the
penises were like boiling hot geysers of spunk.
The huge multiple group orgasm went on and on for hours until it
finally subsided and came to an end. The men hung on to one another
wordlessly in the circle. They were filled with love for each other.
All for one and one for all, they had one and all participated in the
glorious multiple fuck, the circle fuck. The memory and their love
held them all together in a wondrous golden glow. Derek was one with
them all. It was beautiful.
They saw that it was dark outside. The eight men collapsed all their
avatars back into themselves. The eight all piled onto Derek's bed
in a group huggle and snuggle. It was wonderful for Derek to be one
with such a magnificent group of supermen. They all fucked one
another well into the night.
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Continued in Part 25.
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