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 viewing it,  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 full extent of the AIDS epidemic was known, and should be viewed from that perspective.

Tales from the Weight Room

by K. W. Bennett

Chapter Ten:  The Aftermath
(Sorry to anyone expecting the Football Party this Chapter.  I got a bit ahead of myself-K.)

    The three muscular teens lay in silence for a few moments, then Carlos said,

"Holy shit!  I've cum more in the last two days than I usually do in a week!  That was undoubtedly the second hottest bout of sex I've had in my life!"

"What was the first?" asked Dan.

"Yesterday, when I rammed my cock up Jordan's tight butthole!"

"I know what you mean, his ass has that effect on people!"

"Thanks, I think!" said Jordan. "Anybody think to bring a towel?  I'd like to clean up a bit before this gunk turns all cold and slimy."

"Who needs a towel?" said Carlos.

    He squirmed over to Jordan's supine body and began to lick the cum off his chest and rippled abs.
    Dan moved his torso so Jordan could reach it with his tongue, and Jordan began to lap up the remnants of Carlos' massive load.
    They lay back again after the last drops of cum had been taken into Jordan and Carlos' eager mouths. They fondled one another's semi-hard pricks as they basked in the afterglow of their workout.
    Dan's cock was the first to get hard again, and Carlos began a leisurely suck.  His own prick was soon at full mast again and Jordan wasn't far behind.
    They manuevered themselves into a triangular formation with their bodies.  Carlos sucking Dan, Dan sucking Jordan, and Jordan sucking Carlos.  They approached the three-way blow job with the same patient attitude as their weightlifting.  Rather than indulge in fast, jerky motions, they savoured each stroke, slowly moving down the shaft, revelling in every sweet inch of the stiff cock they were servicing.
    After several minutes, Carlos raised his head from Dan's prick.

"Guys, I want to get fucked."

    Dan and Jordan sat up and looked at the dark teen.  Dan asked,

"Are you sure?  Jordy tells me you only had a couple of fingers up there yesterday.  A raging prick's a whole different ball game. It can take some getting used to."

"I'm pretty sure.  Last night I snuck into my sister's bedroom and swiped the dildo I know she keeps in her bedstand drawer.  She's away at college and I guess she didn't figure she'd need it."

    Carlos reached into his gym bag and pulled out a seven inch slab of latex, shaped like a penis.  The end of the shaft was flared, and was molded into the shape of two testicles.

"I played around with it last night, and managed to get about half of it up my hole.  It hurt at first, but I kept remembering the look on Jordy's face as I was fucking him.  I was determined to feel what he felt, so I didn't stop until I could take it without too much pain.  I would have managed more, but I felt some kind of pressure inside me, and the next thing I knew I was cumming like there was no tomorrow!"

"That was your prostate."  said Jordan. "The pressure of the dildo touching it caused the stimulation that made you cum.  That's one of the things I love about getting fucked."

"Yeah, well, whatever it was, I figured it would feel a whole lot better if the dick was real and attached to a hot stud!  So what do you say?  Will you do it?"

"Hell, yes!" said Jordan "Which one of us do you want?"

"Actually, both of you!"

"You don't do anything by halfs, do you?" said Dan.

"Nope.  I figure we can start out with the dildo, work up to Jordan, then you can try to shove that big prick of yours in me.  It's almost as big as mine, and I guess I won't get much of a chance to find anything bigger in the forseeable future."

"Sounds like you've got this all figured out." said Jordan "I'm game if Dan is."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." said Dan.

    Carlos smiled and pulled a tube of K-Y out of his bag.  He handed it to Jordan, who began to slick up the dildo.
    Dan held out his hand, and Jordan sqeeezed a glob onto Dan's fingers.  Dan motioned for Carlos to bend over, and the muscular, dark teen complied.  Dan began to work the lubricant into Carlos' hole, inserting first one, then two, and finally three fingers into the tight rosebud.
    Carlos moaned with pleasure as Dan's slippery fingers moved in and out of the throbbing orifice.  He sank to his knees and planted both hands firmly on the mat in front of him.
    Jordan moved behind the kneeling teen, and pressed the dildo against the sphincter, beside Dan's fingers.  He gently pushed until the latex head was firmly ensconced behind the ring of muscle.
    Dan removed his fingers and knelt back to shag his hard cock with the slick digits.  He maintained a slow rhythm in order not to bring himself to climax before his part in the festivities could commence.
    Jordan slowly pushed the dildo into the resisting hole.  He stopped when half of it had disappeared into Carlos' ass.
    Carlos was breathing heavily through his mouth, moaning softly.  When he adjusted to the dildo's girth filling his anal passage, he nodded and Jordan began to push again until the latex balls were resting against the muscular teen's glutes.

"Oh man that feels so-o-o good!" said Carlos "For a minute I didn't think I could take it all.  Move it around Jordy!  Fuck me with it!"

    Jordan began to pull and push the rubber cock in and out of Carlos' hole, establishing a rhythm which became more forceful with each thrust.
    Carlos began to wail in ecstacy so Dan moved in front of him and offered his cock to stop the noise.

"We gotta be careful Carlos!  We're not completely alone in the building.  There's a custodian on duty and even though he usually stays away when we're here, he'll come to investigate if he hears anything strange."

    Carlos nodded and opened his mouth to envelop Dan's cock.  His ass had relaxed enough to proceed to phase two, so Jordan slicked up his seven and half inches of teen meat and replaced the dildo with it.
    With one swift movement, Jordan buried his prick up to the pubes in Carlos' newly expanded love tunnel.  After giving Carlos a moment to adjust to the new presence, Jordan began slowly thrusting in and out, quickly establishing a rhythm comfortable for them both.

"Tight fucking hole man!  There's nothing like virgin man-pussy!  You like my hot cock up your virgin butt!?  Does it make you hot!?  Tell me how much you like it!"

    Carlos let Dan's prick slide out of his mouth and he turned his head to look at Jordan.

"That feels so hot!  I love your hot, fat prick in my tight, virgin hole!  Fuck me Stud man!  Gimme every inch of that love muscle!  Show me what I lost my title for!  It was worth it!  I fucking love this!  Fuck me!  Fu-u-u-u-u-ck-k-k-k-k m-m-m-m-e-e-e-e-e!!!!!"

    Jordan reached around and grabbed Carlos' swollen prick with his slippery hand and began frigging the ten inch slab of flesh with short, rough strokes.

"This is what you wanted!  This is what you couldn't stop thinking about!  You couldn't hold a pose cause you wanted my cock, wanted it where it is right now!  Wanted it deep inside you!  You got it now stud!  You got it!"

"Oh y-y-y-y-es-s-s-s-s!  Y-y-y-y-es-s-s-s-s!!!  Y-y-y-your-r-r-r-r th-th-th-the-e-e-e-e on-n-n-n-ne!   J-j-j-j-j-or-r-r-rd-d-d-d-y-y-y-y!!!!  F-f-f-f-f-f-u-u-u-u-ck-k-k-k m-m-m-me-e-e-e huh-huh-huh-huh-hard-d-d-er-r-r-r!!!  M-m-m-m-make me-e-e-e-e-e f-f-f-f-f-fee-e-e-e-el it!!!"

    Jordan's arousal reached a fever pitch, and he was thrusting his cock into the dark teen with wild abandon.  With one final thrust, he buried his prick to the hilt and began unloading wave after wave of spooge into Carlos waiting ass.
    Carlos squirmed with equal fervour and turned onto his back when Jordan pulled his spent member from Carlos' throbbing hole.
    Carlos squeezed his eyes shut in concentration and the effort of averting his own orgasm was visible on his face.
    Jordan lay back on the mat, and Dan positioned himself to enter Carlos as soon as the muscular teen had calmed down.
    Carlos regained control, and lifted his butt to afford Dan a better angle of entry.  Dan guided his throbbing prick to Carlos' dripping hole, and shoved half his nine inch cock into the distended rosebud.
    Carlos didn't wait for Dan to insert the rest.  He thrust his pelvis forward and his hungry butt-hole swallowed the entire length.
    Dan quickly recovered from the surprise and began to establish his rhythm, thrusting in and out, gyrating his hips to achieve maximum penetration.
    As soon as he was satisfied, Dan reached out and began shagging Carlos' rigid ten inch pole.  He timed his strokes with his thrusts in and out of Carlos' hole.  Soon Carlos began to clench and unclench his sphincter to provide a maximum amount of resistance.
    Jordan rose from the floor and moved to crouch over Carlos' face.  He spread his ass cheeks and slowly lowered his pink rosebud within reach of Carlos' tongue.
    Dan leaned forward and took Jordan's cock in his mouth.  He had to shorten his strokes into Carlos' butt, and he stopped shagging the massive prick in order to tweak Jordan's nipples.
    The three teens soon approached orgasm, and one by one they released their seed.  Dan pumped his usual hefty load into Carlos' ass, Jordan filled Dan's mouth, and Carlos blew his spunk onto Dan's chest and abs, reserving a fair amount for his own.
    Dan and Jordan collapsed onto their sides and the three spent muscle studs lay in a heap for several minutes until the last waves of pleasure dissipated from their nerve endings.
    They shifted positions until they were all laying on their backs looking at the ceiling.

"Wow!" said Carlos "That was fantastic!  What are you two doing for the rest of my life!?"

    They all laughed, and shared gentle kisses with one another.

".....and then we cleaned up the room, putting the weights back and mopping up any stray cum that had escaped onto the mats."  Dan finished.

"What happened next?" asked Ian.

"We showered, got dressed, then went to Spiros' for dinner." said Jordan.

"No. I mean, did you and Carlos see each other after that?"

"We got together every once and awhile," said Dan "but Carlos was at a different school and he was in his last year before leaving for University.  We had some good times, but there was no spark.  We get a letter from him every now and then.  He found someone at the University, they're sharing an apartment, discreetly of course.  He's invited us to come and stay with him if we ever find ourselves out his way, but we've never found the time for a visit."

"He sounds like one hot guy." I said "I can sympathize with him about his Dad.  At least he found a way to please him.  Maybe if mine wasn't so fucked up I wouldn't be in the state I'm in."

    Dan leaned over and kissed me.

"Don't waste any time with that shit.  You've got, and we love you.  You'll make yourself crazy thinking about the 'might have beens'."

"You're right.  Sorry to be such a downer."

"You're not." said Ian "If you need to get it out, then get it out.  We're here for you.  Just don't beat yourself up over something you have no control over."

"Yeah," said Jordan "he's the one with the problem, not you."

"Thanks guys.  I'm not used to being cared about like this.  Besides my Mom, you're the first people who ever gave a shit about me for who I am.  Oh, I know you'll say I'm popular at school, but it seems like that's all about what I can do, not the me that's inside.  Jeez!  I'm still exhasted!  Do you think we could call it a night?  I need to get some more sleep before I'll feel halfway normal again!"

    The three of them exchanged knowing glances, and Dan said,

"We've got a little surprise for you."

"A surprise!?"

"Yeah." said Jordan.

"We arranged it this afternoon while you were asleep." said Ian.

"Well. what is it?  Don't keep me in suspense!"

    Dan leaned forward and kissed me again.

"We're all going to spend the night right here in the van!"

"What!?  Here!?"

"That's right!  Ian and I got permission to stay over at Jordan's, and Jordy's parents are away visiting his Grandma."

"But what if your parents check up on you?"

"No problem," said Ian "We told them we were going to see a movie and wouldn't be home till late.  My parents don't check up on me cause they're usually in bed before nine, and Dan said his Mom is used to him spending the night at Jordy's."

"Don't sweat it Keith," said Jordan "it's all taken care of!"

"You guys realize I'm in no shape for a repeat performance of last night's little sexcapade, don't you?"

"Of course we do!" said Dan "Contrary to popular belief and the impression left by recent events, we're not sex maniacs!  We just wanted to be here for you."

"I don't know what to say.  Thanks guys!"

"You're welcome!" they all said in unison, laughing afterwards.

"Now let's get this place set up for bed!" said Dan.

    We cleared up the dishes and the leftover food.  Dan and Jordan converted the table into the bed and covered it with sheets.  Dan produced four pillows from the bench compartments, and soon we were laying naked, cuddling beneath the sheets.
    I was firmly nestled in Dan's strong embrace, and, as I fell asleep I could hear Jordan and Ian begin a tentative love-making as they nestled together on the bed beside us.

"Not sex maniacs?  Huh!" I mumbled as I lost consciousness in the safety of Dan's arms.

    I awoke the next morning to find myself alone on the bed.  Dan was sitting naked in the swivel chair smoking a cigarette.
    When he saw I was awake, he moved onto the bed beside me.

"Morning!"  he said.

"Morning!  What time is it?  Where is everybody?"

"It's just past ten.  Jordy and Ian are at school.  I drove them there earlier."

"Where are we?"

"Down at the park."

"How come you're not at school?"

"Sick of me already?"

"No!  Of course not!  It's just I don't want you getting into any trouble."

"Don't worry!  I won't.  Today's my short day.  I only have History with Coop, and he won't hassle me for missing a couple of classes."

"Well, as long as you won't catch shit.  I'm glad you're here."

    I reached out my hand and pulled him closer to me.  We kissed each other passionately, then settled down together under the sheets.
    I must have dozed off again, because the next thing I knew I was laying spoon fashion behind Dan who was gently breathing with the rhythm of sleep.
    I nuzzled closer and fell into slumber again.  We woke up to the sound of knocking at the door of the van.
    I peered out and saw Jordan, Ian, and one of the guys from the football team standing outside the van.  The football player was raising his fist to pound on the van again just as Dan yelled out,

"All right all ready!  We're up!  Jeez, can't a guy get a moment's peace!"

    We quickly dressed, and opened the door to admit the three youths.  I was a little concerned about what the strange boy would think of the circumstances, two guys sleeping together in a van, but his first words put my mind at ease.

"We didn't interrupt anything special, I hope?  The last time I dropped in unexpectedly I got quite a shock."

"Serves you right!" said Dan "That's what you get for ogling cheerleaders instead of listening to the person who's talking to you.  I told you not to show up for half an hour and you just nodded and kept on undressing Denise with your eyes.  It also might have saved your delicate sensibilities if you'd knocked instead of barging in."

"I heard every word you said!  How was I supposed to know you and Jordy were having a little post victory celebration?  Besides, you should have locked the door!"

    The stranger turned to me in appeal, and asked,

"If people don't want to get a shock, they should take precautions, don't you think?  You're Keith, the SAC president aren't you?  I'm Gil.  I play football with these two clowns!"

    He extended his hand, and I shook it as I replied,

"Pleased to meet you Gil, I've seen you play, but I have to admit I'm not very good at names until I've met a person face to face.  I agree with you about taking precautions, but without knowing all the details, I'd say in this case it's a two-way street."

"Sure.  The only thing was, I didn't know about these two until I opened the door of the van and saw Dan with his cock up Jordy's ass!  I almost fainted for the first time in my life!"

"So you know about us, then?"

"I didn't know about you and Ian until today, but yeah, I know about the gruesome twosome here!"

"And you're OK with it?"

"Why not?  Dan and Jordy have been my friends for years.  It doesn't make any difference to me if they're into guys.  I don't see the attraction, but if that's what makes them happy it's OK with me.  I can't say anything about you and Ian cause I don't know you yet, but I'm sure if they like you, I'll like you too."

"I'm surprised.  I never expected a jock to understand about being gay unless he was himself.  I always thought the very idea of homosexuality would be completely disgusting to him."

"That's the trouble with you brainy types!  You never give us credit for having any sense!  We're not as dumb as you think!"

"Sorry.  I didn't mean to offend you.  I guess we're all guilty of believing in the stereotypes we were raised with.  I've spent the last few days revising my opinions and I'm ashamed to admit there were quite a few that needed changing!"

"It's OK Keith.  I wasn't really offended.  Ever since I found out about Dan and Jordy I've spent a lot of time dealing with the knuckle-headed bullshit that I was raised with.  I used to belong to the 'all jocks are morons' school of thinking and that extended to myself.  It took a while before I realized I  wasn't as stupid as I was led to believe.  Every day I find myself challenging the dogma of my upbringing."

"Well, whatever you're doing, keep it up.  You're the first jock I've ever met that could use the word 'dogma' in a sentence correctly."

"Hey!" said Dan.

"Sorry.  I stand corrected. One of the few jocks I've encountered with a vocabulary which includes words with more than one syllable."

"How would you like to meet some more?"

"I'd love to.  But where?"

"My parents are going out of town this week-end on their annual 'Get away from the rug-rats' vacation.  I made arrangements for my little brother to stay at his friend's house, so I'm having a party for the guys on the football team.  I was looking for Dan when I ran into Jordy and Ian.  They told me he would be down here with you, and suggested I come with them.  So what do you say?  Would you like to come?"

"It sounds intriguing, but I don't know if I'd fit in very well."

"Don't be stupid!  Most of the guys bring a couple of buddies along and they aren't all jocks.  You're letting that stereotype thing get in the way again."

"You're right!  Old habits die hard.  I'd love to come."

"Great!" Gil turned to Ian "What about you?"

    Ian blushed and said,

"Sure.  It sounds like fun."

"Fantastic!  The party starts around seven on Friday night.  You might want to get permission to stay over Friday and Saturday night.  These things tend to stretch out over the entire week-end."

"That won't be a problem for me." I said "Is there anything I should bring?  Booze, munchies?"

"Just bring a change of clothes and a bathing suit.  We have a pool.  I'll provide the rest."

"Sounds good.  We'll be there around seven, which means eight 'o clock, Dan Time."

    Everyone, including Dan, laughed at the reference  We settled down in the van and had a pleasant conversation until Gil announced he should get home for dinner.
    Dan took his place behind the wheel, and twenty minutes later, after we had dropped everyone off at home, pulled up in front of my house.
    This time, my father's car was conspicuously absent, and we both relaxed visibly.  Dan took my hand in his, out of sight because there were people in view.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine.  Don't worry.  His pride won't let him come back here for a while.  He'll stay in whatever flea-bag motel he's found to live in, blind drunk and feeling sorry for himself.  When he comes to his senses he'll collect his stuff when we're not here.  In his mind, I beat him.  He won't be able to face up to it for a long time."

"But what if you're wrong?"

"I'm not.  The fact he left proves that.  If he wanted revenge, he would have stayed.  To tell you the truth, I think he's wanted out for a while and this just gives him the excuse he couldn't come up with on his own."

"I wish I was as confident as you are."

"I'm glad you're not.  You would have had to live with him as long as I have to understand how he thinks, and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.  Look, I'll see you tomorrow at school.  I've gotta find out what's been done, where we go from here.  My Mom and my sisters can't handle this alone, and if I stay away too long they'll freak.  I wish things could be like last night, all the time, but my family needs me.  I love you, but I love them too.  It's different, but no less important."

"I know.  I understand.  I just can't help feeling scared that I'll lose you.  I've never felt this way before.  I love you, and it's with me all the time.  If anything ever happened to you I don't know what I'd do!  When I saw you yesterday morning I nearly fainted from the pain of seeing you hurt like this."

"Let's not think about that right now.  Just understand that I love you and I'll never let anything change that.  I don't think I could have made it through all this without the knowledge that you were out there, waiting for me.  I told you before I'm not used to being cared about by someone the way I know you care for me.  You've given me a strength I didn't know I had, and that just puts more on top of what's already there."

    I stood and moved into the dark recess of the van, pulling him with me.  I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him.  We nuzzled our heads together for a moment, then he whispered in my ear,

"I love you, babe."

"I love you too."

    I grabbed my overnight bag from the swivel chair and exited the van.  Dan returned to the driver's seat and watched me walk up to the house and open the back door.
    I waved at him, then entered the house.

    My mother was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee.  She stood and hugged me.  She surveyed my face and said,

"Thank God!  I thought it would be much worse."

"It's bad enough.  Where are the girls?"

"At their boyfriends'.  They still haven't fully accepted the fact that your Dad is gone.  They're both convinced he'll be back any minute and they don't want to be here."

"I don't blame them, but he's got a lot of thinking to do before he accepts the situation enough to come back.  When he's reworked what happened in his head to his satisfaction, he'll come and get his stuff.  Did you talk to a lawyer?"

"I've got an appointment tomorrow morning with your Aunt's solicitor.  I'll know better then what my options are."

"Good.  Just don't cave in and go too easy on him.  We can't afford to live without some sort of support from him.  The only good thing about his arrogant pride is that he'll live up to any agreement he signs."

"I don't like to hear you talk about him like that.  He used to be a good man before he started drinking."

"The operative words in that statement are 'used to be'.  He stopped being decent when he decided to drown his problems in booze.  I'm sorry I can't be kinder, but I've suffered too much to go easy on him.  My good memories are far outweighed by the bad ones."

"I know honey, but remember, I've known him a lot longer, and even after all this I can't say I don't love him."

"I know Mom, and I'll try not to be so harsh, but it won't be easy."

"Thanks honey.  Are you going to be staying here tonight?"

"Yes.  I've had a good rest, and I want to go to school tomorrow.  I think I'll take a bath and then get to bed.  I'm still a bit sore and even after all the sleep I've had, I can still use some more."

    She hugged me and then sat back down to finish her coffee.  I put my bag in my room, then ran a hot bath.
    I had a good soak for about half an hour then, after calling Dan to reassure him I was OK, I went to bed and was soon sound asleep.

End of Chapter Ten.

Coming Soon, Chapter Eleven:  Football Party

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