Date: Mon, 14 Jun 2010 20:58:55 -0700 (PDT) From: Nooger Ballsfad Subject: Hairy Maintenance Man - 4 Disclaimer: This story contains graphic details of a sexual encounter between multiple adult, consenting males. If you disapprove of such encounters or are legally barred from reading such material, please leave this page now. Fans and Supporters: Chapter 4 is finally here! I've gotten some decent feedback(and a few excellent pictures) on the previous stories, but the success of this one will determine whether or not I continue with this particular series. Send your feedback to noogerballsfad@yahoo.com. I'd also love to see some pictures of the men who have taken a liking to my writing, so if you feel obliged to show your gratitude that way, I certainly won't complain ;) "Nice boy you got here, Jim," said Hank. "Oh, I know, he's one of a kind," said Jim, "Care to inspect him?" "Oh, it'd be my pleasure," Hank replied, a grin spreading across his face. Though usually I object to being spoken of as if I'm not in the room, today was an exception. I took a step back from Hank and Jim, expecting them to look me over. I spread my arms out a bit and glanced up at Hank, giving him a 'So what do you think?' type look. Hank looked at me as if I were insane. "What kind of inspection is that?" he asked, incredulous, "Here, let me show you how we do it!" Before I could even comprehend what was going on, Hank picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Giant of a man though he was, I was by no means a lightweight ragdoll, so I was pretty impressed by the ease with which he scooped me up. Hank held me over his left shoulder, and his hand held onto my ass to keep me from falling, a location which was probably not an accident. Jim walked behind us as we moved towards the bedroom, howling with laughter. "You must really be loving this, huh?" I asked, smirking at him. "Oh, you have no idea," he said, throwing his arms behind his head as he walked, revealing his gloriously flexed arms and armpits, "You're in for the ride of your life." I was, of course, a bit apprehensive. I hadn't known the man for 3 minutes and he had already hoisted me over his shoulder and carried me to what I hoped to be the most profound carnal bliss I had ever experienced. The apprehension, though, was significantly outweighed by the attraction. Jim alone was enough to give me a boner that could potentially rip through my pants. This guy seemed to have a similar effect on Jim. I couldn't wait to see why. We got into Jim's bedroom, which seemed to be designed specifically for sex of this kind. The bed was a California-king, the largest bed size, and though Jim lived alone, I had no doubt that he very much considered his bed to be his workspace. Of course, he had to have a good workspace if he was going to get the job done well. The bed was covered with soft blankets and at least 6 pillows arranged across the headboard, the design of which featured a magnificent specimen of man wearing nothing but a pair of underwear. I had asked Jim where he had gotten it, and he claimed that a friend had crafted it especially for him. I wondered briefly what style of payment had been used. As Hank approached the bed, he shifted my weight around and put his other arm underneath my armpit. "Ally-oop" he said as he lifted me up and tossed me onto the bed. I landed and bounced a few times, looking up at Hank. What was this "inspection" going to entail" Jim just stood in the door-frame. He was looking a little bit frisky and his eyes lit up in a mischievous kind of way. I knew that he was enjoying watching his buddies play, and I looked forward to giving him a good show, no matter if he decided to get involved or not. I looked up at Hank. "Let's see," he said, reaching down towards my torso and grabbing the folds of my shirt, "This certainly won't do." He put his hands into the opening, and in one quick motion ripped the shirt open. The sexual thrill was enough to override the fact that it was a rather expensive shirt, but I quickly shimmied the rest of the way out of it. Underneath, I was wearing a tight white v-neck shirt that was barely long enough to reach my jeans. I put my arms behind my head to pull it up, revealing the top of my pubic patch and lower abdomen. Hank chuckled to himself. "Feels good to show off your hard work, doesn't it?" he said, referencing my long hours spent at the gym, "You and Jim, always showing off those bodies." "Damn right," said Jim as he walked forward. He slipped out of his beater, revealing his gorgeous, cut body. I immediately longed to cover every inch of it with my tongue, but Hank showed no signs of letting me get up. "Assume the position, Jim," Hank said, not taking his eyes off me. "Roger that." Jim kneeled onto the bed and sat down with his back against the headboard. He was sitting right behind me, his legs spread wide. He leaned forward, grabbing my arms and pulling me back into a sitting position. I was leaning back against Jim's chest, feeling his hairy, chiseled body against my back. His hands began massaging my chest, and I closed my eyes and allowed him free access while Hank watched. I cracked my eyes open to see that Hank was watching us hungrily, his hand massaging the growing bulge in his pants. Jim's hand crept up my shirt, slowly revealing more and more of my fuzzy six-pack. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I sat up, stripped the shirt off and laid back down, now feeling Jim's hot skin against mine. I began to rub my own bulge while running my other hand down Jim's thigh. Hank, eventually decided that he too wanted to get in on the action, kneeled onto the bed and made his way over to us. "Let's see what you got," he said, his hand now on my jeans. My cock hardened immediately, and perhaps he felt the lurch, because he smiled to himself and began unbuckling my belt. He unbuttoned my jeans, and with delicacy I wouldn't expect from such a large man, unzipped them with his teeth, all the while staring up at me, his deep, emerald eyes penetrating mine. He pulled the jeans off, revealing my right black boxer-briefs. Hank grinned at the outline of my hardening cock making a decent-sized tent in the underwear. "I told you he's gifted," said Jim, his fingers now massaging my nipples. I writhed gently with pleasure. So far, the inspection was going well. "You weren't shittin"," said Hank, still gazing at the bulge, "Just about every part of him too. Handsome guy, with a nice, tight, rippled, and hairy body. Nice stature and amazing cock, by the looks of it. You sure know how to find 'em, Jim." "All credit to him. He found me," Jim said, now moving his hands to finger my waistband. He positioned his head so that when he spoke, he was also gently blowing into my ear. The effect was instantaneous. Between the godlike figures on either side of me and the sexually charged atmosphere, I began to leak precum. The dark spot spread around my underwear where my cockhead was positioned. "Don't let that go to waste!" Jim said, jumping up a little bit, "His juice is delicious," "How could it not be with a tool like that? " said Hank, he bent over and stuck out his tongue just enough so that it barely touched my underwear. Slowly and gently, he tasted the precum on the fabric. After a few licks, he straightened up, "Hmmm.. nice smell, even better taste. And that's just the appetizer." No longer being able to handle these two men fawning over me while I got to enjoy no wonderful tastes or views of skin, I decided to try my luck. "Hey now," I said to Hank, sitting up a bit, "You guys get to play with me and I don't get to see any of you" Let's see some skin. I wanna know why exactly that body of yours makes Jim here gawk like an idiot." Jim pinched my nipple for the dig, a move that wasn't exactly unwelcome. Hank grinned at me. "Fair enough," he said as he stood back up. His towering figure barely fit in the room. The top of his head grazed the ceiling and his wide frame fit the door perfectly. He reached down and grabbed the shirt. He began to pull it upwards, revealing his abs, but I stopped him. "Wait," I said, holding up a hand, "You ripped my shirt. You better rip yours too." Call it a fetish, but ever since Jim had done it for me the first time he came over, that particular move had an extremely strong effect on me. Hank considered me for a moment and then grinned. He moved his hands to the neck hole of his shirt, and in one fluid motion, he ripped it apart. All at once, I had a perfect view of his spectacular upper body. He wasn't excessively bulky, but every single muscle on him was so carefully toned and attended to that he was exceptionally developed. His pecs and abs were covered in a layer of hair, slightly thicker than the lighter coats that me and Jim had. "You like?" he asked, gesturing towards his own beautiful form. "God, yes," I said. I relaxed back against Jim's body, "But how about you lose those fucking pants while you're at it"" I gave him a mischievous half-smile and gestured towards his lower half. "Mouthy little shit, aren't ya"" he said, grinning again at me. "Yeah, how's it feel to have your own wit turned against you, smart-ass"" interjected Jim, "Now let's see what you're hiding in there. It didn't fall off since last time, did it"" As if to answer Jim's chide, Hank's cock gave a jump in his pants. "See""Jim said, "It wants to come out and play!" "Boy is it ever going to," said Hank as he pulled off his belt and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He left them fall off his muscled legs, revealing white boxer briefs. I could feel Jim's cock hardening just looking at him. Meanwhile, the tent in my underwear was more pronounced than ever. Hank played with his cock outside his underwear, pulling the carefully-concealed bulge down a little bit to show his dark pubic hair. I started leaking precum again as I watched him. "Damn, you're like a leaky faucet, boy!" said Hank as he leaned back onto the bed again, "Time to examine the fixtures!" "Examine away," I replied. Behind me, Jim leaned forward and gently began to remove himself from behind me. I pulled myself backward and leaned against the headboard. I set my arms across the horizontal bars and stretched out. Jim crawled over to Hank and set down on the bed. He reached his hand out and began massaging Hank's ass through his underwear while massaging his bulge with his other hand. "Patience, there," said Hank looking behind him at Jim, "You take them pants off and then we'll all go from there." Obliging, Jim eased off the bed and stripped off his own pants. Like both of us (and most gay men), Jim was wearing boxer briefs, this time green. His cock was also trying to push its way out from beneath the fabric. He fell back onto the bed and watched has Hank moved towards me again, reached his hand out and began rubbing my cock through the underwear. His hands, which were enormous, felt magnificent on my meat, and I leaned my head back and moaned softly. I felt a hand reach into the waist band and begin pulling down my underwear. Though I didn't want Hank to stop, I allowed my underwear to be stripped off. I leaned my head forward again and watched as my cock sprung, fully erect, out of my boxer briefs. Hank stared at it with what I assumed was an approving expression on his face. "Very nice," he said, moving his head forward, almost close enough to touch it. He examined my balls as they hung down to the mattress. He looked as if he wanted to begin stroking me, but he held himself back. "Our turn," said Jim, as he and Hank eased off the bed again. Jim went first, playing with the waistband of his shorts before finally stripping them off. His own cock, which was almost erect, must have measured at last 8 inches, and I knew that there was more if I could get him going a little bit. His balls, which were also lightly covered in hair, hung low, and I could almost taste them as I gazed longingly. I took a few minutes to take in his perfect body. No matter how many times I saw it, each time was as phenomenal as the first if not more so. I could spend all day covering every inch of him with my tongue and never get tired of it. I tore my eyes away, finally, to watch Hank's show. Jim, too, was getting even harder just gazing at him. Hank grinned and began pulling down his own underwear. Slowly, he dragged them down from the bottom. He revealed first his moderately bushy pubic batch before the meat began showing through. He must have been tucking it, because even though he kept showing more and more, there was always still more to come. Finally, at long last, his cockhead sprung out. He dropped his shorts to his feet and stepped out of them. Dancing before me was his half-erect member measuring easily at 9 inches. I gaped, at it. Him only partially erect was the size of me fully hard. "Thoughts"" he asked, looking from me to Jim. I was completely speechless. Jim, now fully hard like me, gazed at Hank as though he wanted nothing more than to go down on him right then and there. Hank, recognizing the tension, began to harden even more. As I watched his cock stiffen and grow, I began to ooze even more precum all over the place. "Fuck, you're gonna shoot soon!" said Hank. He looked at Jim, who finally managed to tear his eyes away from Hank's meat, and gestured towards me. Jim, getting what Hank was trying to say, nodded, and before I knew it, both of these gods jumped back onto the bed and began licking the precum off my body. Hank licked the small puddle that had formed on my stomach while Jim licked the head. I could hardly believe it and it took every bit of self control I had not to blow my load right there. "We're going to give you the blowjob of a lifetime," said Jim, smiling at me. "Yeah, and then we're going to fuck your brains out," said Hank. Any fear of being split open by their cocks that I had was temporarily abated by them beginning again to suck my cock. Jim, who prided himself on his ability to deep-throat with the best of them, began taking every inch of me. Hank licked my balls and juggled them in and out of his mouth. I looked down to see that, in addition to sucking my cock, Hank and Jim were playing with each other, and Hank was now reaching critical mass. I couldn't wait to see the whole thing. After a few more minutes, Hank finally took my balls out of his mouth and looked at Jim. "Hey, why don't you let me at that thing for a minute" You find something else to do," Hank said with a wink. Jim obliged, getting up from the bed and moving back around behind Hank. He knelt down on the ground and began licking Jim's asshole. From what I could see, Jim was wasting no time trying to bury his tongue as deep into Hank's ass as he could, and Hank moaned with pleasure. "Ohhhhh, fuck yeah. Lick that asshole. Dammit, that is good." Now close to my breaking point yet again, I gave an involuntary twitch that brought Hank back to his senses. He began jacking off my cock with his huge hand and then started sucking it. While not blessed with Jim's gift of effortless deepthroating, Hank knew how to treat a cock. His mouth slid up and down the shaft and his tongue wriggled inside, tasting each and every inch. He tickled the head with his tongue for a moment before plunging his mouth downward onto my shaft. I began pumping my cock forward into Hank's welcoming mouth, and he moaned in ecstasy as Jim continued to rim his asshole. After another minute of this absolute paradise, I began to feel the cumshot coming on. "Not m-much l-l-longerrrr," I moaned, still thrusting into Hank's mouth. I felt him choke as I went deep, but he didn't pull out. To the contrary, he seemed even more intent on taking as much of me as he could. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I moaned loudly as I began shooting cum down Hank's throat. He pulled my cock out of his mouth and swallowed my first shots as I continued to ooze all over his face and my abs. He wiped the cum onto his hand and then licked it off. Before I knew it, Jim rejoined us and began making out furiously with Hank. They were swapping my cum, and I wanted to get in on it as well. As if he could read my mind, Jim pulled me forward into the mix and we each took turns tasting my cum as well as each other. Before long, every drop of it was gone and I fell back onto the bed beside Jim. Hank straightened up and thrust his pelvis out. My jaw dropped. Before me was a fully erect cock no less than 13 inches. Even in porn, I had never seen such a thing, and to see one now, right in front of me, inspired in me such an appetite that I could barely control it. I started to get up and move towards it, but Hank moved back and reached a hand out to stop me. "Hold on a minute there," he said, "We just gave you the blowjob of your life. Now it's time for you to give a little bit back, and I'm not just talking about me." Seeing my confused expression, he continued, "You're going to suck this monster all right, but you're getting fucked too. You're going to be out little bottom bitch." I sat back, stunned. Fucked by one cock and sucking the other. What a day. "You think you're ready for this thing?" Jim asked, grinning but looking a little concerned. "Go slow," I said, "But bring it on." I assumed the position. On my hands and knees on the bed, I waited for Jim to enter me. I could picture his cut body and 10 inch cock behind me, ready to move in, but what I felt first was a tongue. Like he had rimmed Hank, Jim was now tongue fucking me, and it felt amazing. "Fuck, man, that's good." "Told ya," said Hank, "He's damn good in that department. But he's just testing you, making sure you're stretched out a bit. He tells me you been practicing." "Sure has," said Jim, withdrawing his tongue from my hole and straightening up, "It'll take some patience, but I'm going to sink all 10 inches of this fucker right into you." "Do it now. Fucking do it right now. Fuck me," I cried, not being able to take it anymore. I couldn't think of anything I wanted more right now than to feel Jim's cock inside me, to feel him thrusting into me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up some lube from the table and coat his cock in it. No condom. We were barebacking it and I was just fine with that. After he was lubed up, I felt Jim's pulsating cockhead pressed up against my asshole. "You ready?" he asked. "Fuck my brains out, you fucking stud," "Fair enough," he said. I felt his cock push into my hole. Pain and pleasure hit me in almost equal measure. Jim was absolutely huge, and though he was taking it easy on me, there was no changing the fact that it would be a chore for any man to take his pole. Slowly, though, he continued to push his cock inside me. I reached my hand out and gripped Hank's shoulder tightly for support. Jim pulled out a little way and thrust back in, this time going a little bit deeper. After about 5 more like thrusts, he was more than halfway inside me. My asshole was clutched tightly around his shaft. The dildo I had been taking paled in comparison to this, but it felt absolutely amazing. "Hardest part's over now," he said reassuringly, "You ready for the rest"" "Fuck me!" I almost screamed. I wanted every single inch, and Jim seemed willing to oblige. He kept thrusting slowly in and out of me, and after another few tense minutes, I could feel that his cock was all the way inside me. Apparently, I had prepared myself well. Now realizing that he wasn't going to kill me, Jim began thrusting a bit faster. The pain was significant, but I had never felt such sexual ecstasy. His cock was fully inside me, and as he fucked me faster, I could feel his balls slapping against my ass. I moaned with satisfaction as he continued to thrust. I finally opened my eyes to see Hank now standing in front of me. "My turn now," he said. He positioned his cock right in front of my face, and I hungrily began sucking it. Though I was being tossed around by Jim's increasingly aggressive thrusting, I managed to keep my mouth on Hank's meat. I massaged the head with my tongue and moved down the shaft. I took as much of it as I could before I gagged. "Ohhh fuck..suck that cock, boy.. Fucking swallow my meat," he moaned. He put his hand on the back of my head and thrust his cock forward into my throat. I started to gag, but I didn't care. I wanted as much of it as I could. I fought the reflex and swallowed his cock. He continued to face fuck me and I felt some of his precum drip down my throat. The salty taste was delicious, and, knowing that there was more where that came from, I kept began massaging his balls with my free hand while trying desperately to cram as much of his dick in my mouth as I could. Behind me, Jim's moans started to intensify. "Oh fuck, this is one tight fucking asshole. I'm going to blow my fucking load into it. You fucking ready for my hot load"" Hank answered in my stead while I continued to suck him off. "You shoot right up in that ass. You fill his virgin boy asshole with that hot load of yours, and I'll shoot mine right down his cocksucker throat." I moaned my assent to this. After a few more thrusts, Jim began positively plowing my ass. The pain began to build again, but I knew that I was about to be rewarded. With one final slam against my ass, I felt warm shots of cum fill my ass. I lost count of the number of thick sticky ropes of Jim's juice that was filling me, but he continued to thrust inside me as he drained every drop from his balls into my ass. Finally, he withdrew his cock from me after he was completely empty. Hank was about to lose it too. "It's gonna happen. You ready to taste my cum?" he asked me. My response surprised him. In one swift motion, I pulled Hank's cock out of my mouth, grabbed his enormous frame, and pulled him into a sitting position at the foot of the bed. I spread his legs apart, gestured to Jim to join me, and turned my attention back to the 13 inch tool. Jim quickly knelt down beside me and we both began sucking the same cock. Jim on the right and me on the left, we moved our tongues down different sides of the same shaft. Hank, abandoning all pretense, threw his head back and groaned with pleasure. Realizing the moment was close and not wanting to waste a drop, Jim took Hank's cock full on. Despite his expert cocksucking skills, even he couldn't take all 13 inches at once, though he made a decent effort. I compensated by sucking Hank's balls. "FUCK!" Hank began shooting his load, and though Jim was initially surprised by the shots, he eased off the cock and pointed it at his face. 1-2-3 shots of hot spunk right in Jim's face before he pointed it to me. I put my hand on the monster and began to jack it off while it shot into my face. After he was all empty, I leaned it to lick the remaining juice off his cock head. When he was all clean, Hank stood up and pulled up both me and Jim by the arms. He began licking his own cum off our faces and, as we had done with my load, we swapped the cum between each other until every last drop was gone. Finally, exhausted, we set back down onto the bed. "Thoughts?" Jim asked me, gesturing to Hank. "Don't know where to even begin," I replied, still panting, "Keep this one around." "The more the merrier, right?" said Hank in his husky voice. "Speaking of which," I said, "I got a professor who might be thinking along those same lines"" Jim and Hank looked at me, smiling their typical mischievous smiles. Gifts like Jim and Hank should be spread around. Maybe it was time to introduce Dr. Barrett into the mix.