Date: Sun, 4 May 2003 04:43:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Carl Webster <cumfusion@yahoo.com>
Subject: "The Undress Rehearsal Part 2"

My landlady from the B&B was a bit surprised that I
was checking out earlier  than previously arranged. I
made an excuse about having met a friend. As she had
followed my answer with an immediate question about
how I had got on down at the pub, I remembered how
someone once told me that the locals always know more
than
you think!

I had rung Derek on my mobile earlier and arranged to
spend the next few nights with him.

"Oh thank heavens!" he had said. "I thought I might
never see you again. I'm sorry I'm really sorry about
last night! I don't know what happened!"

Keeping my voice down I had asked the obvious
questions about why he should feel guilty when we had
had the most fantastic sex the night before. I was
later to
discover the real reason for the emotional turmoil I
had created in him.

To be honest it wasn't that easy for me to concentrate
on the interviews that day. I was in a tizzy!
Everywhere I looked I could only think of Derek's
beautiful bum and his inviting cleft. That feeling of
licking his hard dick. His balls and between his
buttocks; I just wanted to get back there. It was
distracting me all day and I kept forgetting what I
was doing and making mistakes. I counted the minutes
and hours and longing for 5pm when I had arranged to
meet him in his room.

The one thing I had not done the previous evening was
to fuck him up his ass and I spent most of that day
with a raging erection and a longing to dive my dick
into his tight hole.

So when I pressed the bell and there was no immediate
response within seconds I was already feeling a sense
of desperation.  But it was no time really before
the door opened and a rather shy Derek showed invited
me in.

It was a hot day and only one hour left before opening
time. Derek was dressed in a gym outfit and in the
middle of doing a work out in the lounge bar using
some portable apparatus. He wore a brief pare of
shorts, white socks and a Tee Shirt which clung to the
contours of his chest.

"You look fantastic Derek! Aren't you hot with that
shirt on? Come on take it off!" I said grabbing it and
pulling it up over his shoulders before he had time
to protest.

"We can go straight up if you like" he said.

"Yea I would like, but watching you work out would be
a nice little appetiser!"

He did some hand stands and upward circles on the
cross bars. Apart from a few hairs on his chest, his
arms and upper body were beautifully smooth and firm.
The sight of him swinging his legs up was too much for
me. I grabbed his shorts and pulled them right off him
as he swung with his feet off the ground and took his
half stiff cock in my mouth and started to suck.

"Hey people can see in through the windows!" he said
and ran over to the door leading to the stairs. I
caught up with him and grabbed his naked hips as he
mounted the first step. He stood very passively while
I kissed him all over, licked the length of his hard
cock then he bent down obligingly so I could get to
licking between his buttocks.

"Walk slowly up" I told him and I buried my face into
his bum as his firm buttocks chaffed against my face
as he climbed.

I had discovered he was already well lubed so when we
got to the top of the stairs I told him to bend down
and I just rammed my cock right up him. I'm afraid it
was extremely impetuous of me but I was mad for his
ass-hole. I had fantasised about how it would feel to
be inside while his legs moved.

So we walked together over to the bed with my raging
hard-on deep in his cleft it was all I could do to
control myself as I felt his muscular ass flexing
around my dick. Finally I picked him up from behind
and dumped him on his back on the bed and grabbing his
ankles I forced his legs right back. I was hungry
for him but I wanted this to be good.

Derek made not the slightest attempt to resist as I
lowered my body over him and positioned my knob over
his creamy hole. Gazing into his big brown eyes I
drove
my dick deeper and deeper into his anus. His tight
sphincter was clasping at my shaft and I felt my heart
pounding as a huge surge of excitement gripped me.

I could see every pore of his firm skin and the shiny
surface vessels of his muscles on this beautiful young
fit body as I slide my raging cock deep into his
bottom.  He winced a few times as I probed his
sensitive prostate but all the time his strong body
was utterly passive as his limbs could only react to
the
thrusts of my prick.

His face was turning from side to side in ecstasy. I
looked down at where I was penetrating him. His cock
had oozed some thick cum over his belly button. Each
time my pole challenged his gland it forced his juices
out. But it was the sight of my pink dick diving in
and out of his bum hole and the white backs of his
strong thighs which finally launched me for takeoff!

It was huge!! I was wildly out of control as I thrust
my ram rod into every corner of his rectum pumping my
cum up his bum. All day I had felt aware of my
testicles. I wanted to fertilise Derek's body with
every drop of that days production. Now I could feel
the pulses of my hot cum juice shooting down the
length of my cock as my semen shot deep into his ass!

"That's you well and truly fucked!" I said with
intense satisfaction as I got up from lying on top his
naked body and prepared for a shower. "You fucking
needed
it and you fucking got it!!"  At that point I felt a
huge sense of conquest over this guy who was
physically stronger than me but clearly could not
resist the
passive role when it came to anal sex. He just lay
there with nothing covering his nude body. There was
nothing of the reaction of the previous night.

"Thanks!" he said simply but with feeling as he got up
to shower. I looked on proudly as for the first time
he stood up having 'repossessed' himself but with
his super fir body impregnated with my sperm.

"Derek! That was the best fuck I've ever had and you
have the sexiest body imaginable. I can fuck you as
many times as you like. Take care you keep my semen
safe!" I said.

That you might think would be enough excitement for
one night, and so would I, but then we can all be
wrong sometimes. Not that we, Derek and I, were
looking
for any further adventures that evening but it is
strange how you can live a mundane existence for years
then all of a sudden everything happens at once.
Like they say you can wait ages at a bus stop in
London then finally three buses arrive together. Well
it wasn't three that evening, it was actually four and

they weren't buses! But more of that later.

Derek had to go and get things ready in the bar so he
had got respectable looking and insisted on cooking me
a really good meal that evening. "After that
performance you deserve better than sandwiches!" he
had said. Indeed it was something of a treat complete
with wine and candles. The regulars did look at me a
little askance seeing me dining romantically all on my
own. Once again I wondered whether they had not
already drawn their own conclusions.
It was about eight o'clock when I finished the meal
and went back to the bar for a couple of pints and
some small talk with Derek and the locals.

I don't remember when it was but sometime later Derek
quietly excused me from staying up any longer if I was
tired.  So it was that I went upstairs, on my own
this time, to await Derek once he had managed to bid
the regulars goodnight.

Nearly an hour went by and Derek still did not appear
so I went back down to the bar to see what was going
on. There were four guys sitting at the bar counter
and Derek behind the bar. I went and sat down on a
stool just apart from this group of guys. No one was
saying anything and there was a distinct atmosphere.
They looked at me with some interest. I saw they were
all wearing similar tee shirts with some sort of badge
on the front. Derek gave me a glass of what he knew to
be my favourite malt whisky without me even asking.

"Look just forget it, it's no! and that's it!" said
Derek to them all of a sudden gesticulating wildly to
emphasise the point.

"Oh come on Derek be a sport it's just for the club.
For Pete's sake it's no big deal!"  said a burley guy
called Colin. "Is this a friend of yours?" he
continued while half looking at me. "Er no he's just a
guest, he has one of the um ..  other rooms" said
Derek in a fluster.

"Now that's an interesting concept isn't it....,
'other room'......? Hmm!, as opposed to.....?" mused
Tony, a dark haired guy with a somewhat Hispanic
complexion. The tension relaxed as there was laughter
all round. "Don't worry Derek, we understand, so why
not come over and give us a show next week?" "Yea go
on!!" the others all called together.

I must have had difficulty concealing my
inquisitiveness and I was aware that all these guys
were eyeing me up quite a lot. "Aren't you going to
introduce your guest Derek!" said a very handsome
blond guy called Hendrik. Derek was silent and clearly
very embarrassed.

"No honestly!" I said "I really don't want to intrude.
This is obviously a private conversation".

"Er what's that about privates?" piped up a big guy
called Hank at the other end of the bar.

"One track mind Hank! Private conversation man! Sorry
to disappoint but if you haven't been paying attention
but we don't seem to be getting very far with Derek
here." Explained Colin pedantically.

"So what about the other guy?" says Hank looking at
me.
"Hang on man! He doesn't even know what this is all
about"

Colin came over to me putting his hand on my shoulder
said: "Its quite simple really; as you probably
realise we all know Derek pretty well; for one thing
he
occasionally plays for the club. Anyway what it's all
about you see is this. Every year we have this sort of
stag night do at the Rugby Club. You know one of
those evenings when we let the wives and girl friends
go off and cluck or whatever they do at hen parties."

"Get to the point! We want a stripper!" says Hank.
"Colin's the captain; let him finish" said Tony. "So
usually we get one of the girls to put on a show,
Tracey and Sheila to be precise. They are, shall we
say, regular visitors.  But this time there was a sort
of consensus that maybe we should go for something a
bit different. In fact it was Tracey who suggested it.
'Why not get a male stripper for a change' she said.
Well, she wasn't going to suggest female opposition!"

"So you came to ask Derek to do the honours" I
interrupted with a smile which seemed to engage
everyone's attention rather more than I had expected.
Derek's face was very flushed. I felt sorry for him
but it was hard not to go along with the drift.

"We thought, being that Derek loves talking about his
fitness, not to mention showing off his body to all
and sundry, amongst other things [there was a roar of
laughter at that point], he would be just our man".

"I don't really have much experience of this sort of
thing." I said slowly and thoughtfully.
"And....??" enquired Hank as he came over to me
riveting my attention with an expectation written all
over his face. I felt mesmerised by his commanding
manner. I was so taken by his powerful personality,
not to mention his big physical presence, that what I
said next was without thinking.

"Well, if it would be of any help, I mean you know I
gather it is a bit short notice and well Derek here
doesn't seem too keen ..." I began. "We want you to
strip for us!" said Hank bluntly. "But you don't know
me! What I mean is, well....., why do you think I'd be
any good at it?" It was a feigned  protest on my part.

I was getting excited at the idea of stripping in
front of these four big muscular guys. "Is this an
offer?"  Colin asked with a look of forced seriousness
on his face.

"Look I was just wondering if it would help matters if
I stood in for Derek but I'm sure you guys have
someone else in mind anyway."

"You are fucking perfect. Right?!" Hank put his big
hand up the back of my shirt and around my bare chest.

"Hey steady on Hank, that's enough of that!" Hank
released me reluctantly and at length Colin continued:

"Personally there's something here I don't quite
understand." He said, looking me up and down and
then looking at Derek. I was intrigued by this;
obviously they knew more about Colin's sexual
preferences than I had appreciated.

"I hope you don't mind me asking but how old are you?"

"Mid twenties, 23 to be exact. Oh and by the way my
name is Karl!" I replied

"You're kidding! Twenty three??! Wow! you look more
like fifteen! Sorry I don't mean to insult you in
any way Karl, it's just that you look so.."

"Smooth and sexy?" suggested Hank.

This made me flush a lot and my face went red. "It's
just me!" I said "I can't help the way I am. Look I
have my own car, I've recently finished in college and

right now I'm going round doing surveys."

"Hey don't get this wrong, You don't have to apologise
for anything, we like you just the way you are,  if
that isn't too much of an understatement! And believe
me you don't have to think it would be second choice
in any way" Colin hesitated for a moment without
anyone
interrupting him then went on; "OK ...... Hank's had a
few to drink but .... well .... Surely you must
realise there is something really fucking sexy about
you Karl!!" Colin said with some passion in his voice.

"Hear! Hear!" they all shouted. The bulges in the
fronts of their jeans was confirmation of what he was
saying, especially Hank, he was a big guy anyway. It
seemed he had balls not just in the metaphorical
sense!

"Come on get your kit off then Karl! I want to get to
see that nice big bare bum of yours!" Hank was
standing in front of me in a challenging way, his
brown hairy arms folded on his broad chest.

"OK I'll go upstairs, put on something more
appropriate and er give you a sort of preview. I'm no
great dancer but I'll have a go" There were cheers all
round,
even Derek looked happier.

"Shall we call it an Undress Rehearsal?" suggested
Tony amid some laughter

"Don't forget to go to the 'other room!'" shouted
Hank, amid even greater mirth.

[Part 3 to follow. Love to hear from any readers,
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