Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2000 19:48:47 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Dog Pound Daze, part 2

Dog Pound Daze, part 2 by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is continuation of characters presented in Feelings of
Security and To Folsum and Beyond.

NOTE: This story includes references and descriptions to gay, male to male
sex, if such matters offend you, please exit.  Also, actions of a sexual
nature occur in this story which are not a statement supporting unsafe
sexual practices, this is a work of fiction and fantasy.


Red was a bit shocked to see Dell saunter through the door Monday morning
shortly after the gym opened.  Dell stashed his coat in his office behind
the cafe and walked over to the front counter.

"What's the matter, couldn't sleep?  You're here awfully early."  Red
folded towels at the front counter and swiped member's cards as they
entered.

"Yeah, weird weekend.  I figured I would get a good workout before opening
the cafe.  Maybe it'll dampen the edge and give me some energy."  Dell
headed for the stairs to the locker room.

"I thought you were going out over the weekend looking for Mr. Right?"

"I did too, but something on my mind kept me from doing that, oh well, it's
a new week.  Maybe it'll happen this week."  Dell bounced down the steps
and around the corner where he immediately ran into Woody.  He put his hand
up to keep from crashing into the taller man.  He felt the hard muscular
pecs push back.

"Whoa, buddy, didn't see you. Good morning.  How was your weekend?"  Woody
put his hand on Dell's shoulder and squeezed the nice round muscle.

"OK, how about yours?"  Dell stood back and surveyed the taller man in
T-shirt and shorts.  Woody had a very lean, muscular build and was
proportionally perfect in Dell's mind.

"Not bad, started off good Friday night and soared the rest of the time."

"Oh really.  You're in early, aren't you usually one of the afternoon
guys?"

"Yeah, but I have a lunch appointment which may take a couple of hours and
force me to work late and miss my workout.  So, rather than miss it, I came
in at 6 AM.  Killer, isn't it? See you upstairs.  Want to work out
together?"

"Well, let me wake up first."  Dell walked into the employee locker room
and changed.  As attractive as he found Woody, there was something about
him that just didn't sit right.  He thought back to last Friday and decided
to approach the new week with an open mind.  He walked back up to the free
weight room and found Woody already into a chest routine.  The two combined
for an hour's intense chest work that had Dell feeling pumped and psyched.
Woody looked at the clock and headed for the showers.

"You, uh, coming down to shower?" He casually brushed the prominent basket
in his shorts and looked slyly at Dell.

"No, I want to do some arm work, make it a really good day. Catch ya
later. Thanks for the workout."  Woody turned toward the locker room and
Dell watched the wide v-taper disappear down the steps.  He worked in with
a couple other members for a quick intense arm pump, thanked them and
headed for the showers.  As he rounded a corner, Woody came out of the
steam room.  His dick was noticeably swollen, half-erect and red.  Dell
just smiled and shook his head.  A minute later, after Dell had stripped,
he saw a big, beefy, presumably straight, guy leave the steam with a near
hardon and a nervous expression.  The guy joined Woody in the communal
showers as Dell watched discreetly from the side.  Both men were trying to
hide the fact that they had full erections and were obviously in a playful
mood.  A couple more members came in and the frivolity soon ended.  Dell
quickly dressed and headed back upstairs to the cafe.

He opened the cafe to the usual group of regulars wanting their special
protein drinks, juice or bagels.  He saw Woody and this other guy walking
out together and noticed them exchange small slips of paper in the parking
lot.  Dell just shook his head again and wondered if he was just not
Woody's type.

"Hey, what's a man got to do to get a cup of coffee?"  Richard stood at the
far end of the counter with his mug.  Dell looked at him and gave him an
evil grin.

"You get three guesses what you can do.  How are you?"  He poured Richard a
cup of coffee and gave his nipple a sly pinch through the nylon jacket.

"I'm good, not as good as those two in the parking lot but good.  I was
coming out of the locker room and they were getting dressed.  Hard to get a
hardon under control sometimes."  Richard looked to see if anyone had heard
his comment but none of the members seemed to pay any attention.  Dell
leaned against the counter with his back to the rest of the cafe.

"Guess I just don't have what Woody is looking for, a big dick."  He sighed
and poured himself a cup of coffee.

"His loss.  From what I have seen, you are prime beef, don't let it bother
you."

"Oh, it doesn't. Friday night I, oh never mind, that's in the past."

"Ok, well, I have appointments starting at 8:30, so I better get back to
the front desk.  And if you ever need a distraction, just let me know."
Dell watched the attractive older man walk back across the entryway.

Red and Richard were surprised how busy the gym was staying during the day
even during what many people considered off-peak hours.  The place was
always a bustle of activity.  They were stretched thin to keep up with
things until they had a little more under their belts financially, but they
were sure that day was approaching quickly.  Red kept watch on the numerous
people wandering in and out, primarily, as Richard said, because it was a
muscle parade.  Staff was constantly busy meeting the needs of new members.
Red was lost in thought over a particularly well endowed man when a voice
behind him gave him a start.

"Somehow I don't think you are watching his form."  Red turned around to
find Eric leaning against the counter watching the same hot man.
"Certainly spurs on one's imagination doesn't it?"

"Yeah, nice arms."  Red answered quickly.

"Yeah, right.  How goes the muscle biz?"  Eric squeezed Red's meaty forearm
and smiled.

"Good, really busy, hard to keep up with everything.  The place never stops
buzzing."  Red glanced over Eric's broad chest in the leather jacket and
down to the snug jeans and huge basket.

"Tom here?"

"No, that other job is keeping him busy, as if you don't know."  Eric
laughed and slyly pinched a nip showing through Red's tight pullover.  "He
didn't think he would be in much before 2 PM."

"Hmm, OK, well tell him to meet me at home tonight for a workout.  I will
be running late and want to work from home.  Besides, I have to make up for
a lousy weekend."

"Oh, so you only had sex 23 hours a day over the weekend instead of 24?"

"Ha ha, no I had something on my mind and wasn't my usual, uh, fun self."
Red raised his eyebrows and snorted.

"OK, I'll tell him, if you promise I can come over and join in."

"Well, normally I wouldn't turn you down but I really think I owe him on
this one.  Later buddy."  Eric smacked Red on his hard ass as he came
around the counter to meet the UPS man.  Red watched Eric's magnificent
butt saunter across the entryway as he stopped to say hello to Dell.  Dell
seemed to be distracted and didn't chat with Eric very long, but the
cafe was also keeping busy.

Eric waved goodbye and left to meet an appointment for lunch.  He pulled
the collar up on his jacket as the wind whistled around the parking lot.

Joe and Vic read through the contract they had just signed to reserve a
truck as they sat in a restaurant parking lot after lunch.  Vic's hand idly
rubbed Joe's thick hard thigh and edged its way up toward the bulging
zipper.

"Don't start something you can't finish."  Joe adjusted his growing cock
and reached over for a quick grab of Vic's big pec through his uniform
shirt.

"I'm always willing to finish what I start."  Vic squeezed his own hard
cock and unbuttoned his shirt for Joe's fingers to reach his hard nipple.

"You think we are doing the right thing?  Not playing with your chest, I
mean, we haven't known each other that long and to move in together is a
big step."

"Yep.  I want to know when I get home from working these screwy hours, that
you will be there to meet me.  I want to find that great body in my bed and
have that big dick up my ass whenever I feel like it."  Vic groaned as Joe
twisted his nip especially hard.

"We probably don't need to rent this truck though.  Eric and Tom would be
happy to let us use their trucks."  Joe cupped the big pec and licked his
lips.  He knew how hot that got Vic and enjoyed pushing his buttons.

"No, we shouldn't tell them until after we have you moved.  They'll make
too much out of this and the next thing you know they'll be having a big
dinner for us.  Let's keep things simple.  Oh man that feels good."  Vic
slouched back in the seat of the police cruiser and let Joe work his nips
through the shirt.  The beefy cop squeezed his hard cock through his pants
and held Joe's hand on his chest.

"OK, you now them better than I do.  So, what time will you be finished
with work tonight?"

"Six.  I'll meet you at the gym for a workout and then back to my place for
dinner and fucking.  Not necessarily in that order."  Vic moaned as Joe
continued to work his nipples.  Vic reached over and felt Joe's big dick,
hard and full in his jeans.  The parking lot was pretty quiet after lunch.
Vic suddenly leaned forward.  "Isn't that Eric?"  Joe looked over and saw
Eric walking out of the hotel entrance to the complex with a younger man.
They seemed to be engaged in a deep conversation.

"Yeah.  Who's he with, he looks familiar?"  The two men walked over to
Eric's truck.  They kissed lightly and the smaller, younger man grabbed
Eric's beefy butt as he stepped up into his truck.  Eric took off down the
street as the other guy got into black Neon and drove in the opposite
direction.  Joe and Vic looked at each other.

"That's a little weird.  Do you think there is something going on there?"
Vic sat up and straightened his shirt.

"No, not Eric, he's so totally in love with Tom he can't see straight."
Both men sat in silence for a few moments before letting it pass.  "I'm
sure there's a perfectly logical explanation.  Hey, you have to get back on
duty and I need to get back to work."

Vic started the cruiser and headed back to the building to drop off Joe.
They waved good bye and Joe wandered into the gym first.  Tom was standing
at the front desk chatting with Richard and Red.  They all said hello and
Joe looked quizzically at Tom.

"Something the matter?"  Tom reached for his zipper and checked it.

"No, nothing.  How is everything?"  Joe leaned against the counter and
watched Tom.

"Fine.  Couldn't be better.  Didn't get fucked as much as I would have
liked over the weekend, but Eric dropped by and promised to make it up to
me tonight, although, he did cancel on our lunch."  The other three men
just rolled their eyes and chuckled.  "I'm going to change so I can watch
the desk and give these guys a break.  See ya later."  Tom headed to the
employee locker room and bounced down the steps.

Joe watched him absently and Red looked deeply into his eyes. "Wassup?"

"Oh nothing, just my mind playing tricks on me I guess.  See you guys
later, gotta get back to work."  Joe headed out the door that led into the
office portion of the building.  Red shrugged his shoulders and took his
post behind the desk as two big shadows filled the doorway.  He looked up
and got a broad smile.

"Hey, how the fuck are you guys?"  He raced around the desk and gave the
two beefy men big hugs.

Tom stood in the employee locker room in his sweatshirt and sneakers, his
back to the door.  The lights suddenly went out and before he could turn to
the door, his shirt was pulled up over his head and arms effectively
tangling him up.  He felt two sets of hands on his body as he was pushed to
the bench.  Wet fingers probed his butthole and a hard dick was rubbed
against his mouth.  He took a deep whiff and felt his head spin, something
about the scent that made him hot.  As he was about to swallow the generous
shaft, a hot tongue went up his ass.  A large callused hand grabbed him by
the base of his low hangers and his rapidly stiffening cock and pulled him
back for some serious rimming.  Whoever the owner of the dick at his mouth
was, was intent on keeping him tangled in his sweatshirt with only his
mouth free.  Tom figured whomever these guys were they knew what he liked
and he was just horny enough to go along with the opportunity.

On a chance, he mumbled, "Eric?"

"No."  A deep raspy voice whispered in his ear as the ass licking stopped
and a big dick was shoved in in place of the wonderful tongue.  The meaty
hands held him by the waist and slowly the cock began fucking his ass.  The
speed increased and pushed him down on the hard cock in his mouth.  He felt
his own drool dripping out around the big shaft.  The fucker was really
beginning to ram his butt and work his nuts and cock.  The fucking lasted
for several minutes until Tom felt both men begin to tense.  His mouth
suddenly filled with expanding cock and cum.  He felt hot cum shoot over
his ass and back and as quickly as the whole thing started, he was alone.
He was too slow in untangling himself from the sweatshirt to see the men
run out the door.  He stood in the dark locker room with cum running over
his ass and from the corners of his mouth.  He walked over to the door and
peeked out into the main locker room.  No one was in sight.

He stood still for a couple of minutes and racked his brain trying to
remember what made the whole incident seem so much like a recent memory.
Finally, he used some paper towel to clean up and finished changing to work
the front desk.  As he came up the steps, Red was anxiously waiting for
him.

"What took you so long man?  I want to get going on my workout."  Tom just
looked at him and shook his head saying he wouldn't believe him anyway.
Red gave him a suspicious look and sprinted down the stairs to change.  Tom
chatted with a couple of gym members then glanced into the free weight
room.  Across the room, leaning against the squat rack, trying hard to look
innocent were Bill and Steve from Chicago.  Tom got a look of sudden
recollection and crossed to the two giggling men.

"Funny, guys, real funny."

"What, someone tell you a good joke?  Locker room humour?"  Both me lost it
and Tom could see their big cocks flopping around in their cutoff sweats.
Tom leaned in close to Steve and took a deep breath.  He smiled as he
recognized the man's scent.

"You didn't have to ambush me to have a go at my ass."

"No, we didn't.  But, it was one of the hottest scenes we've done in a long
time."

"Care to repeat it again later at our house?"

"Sure thing, we're your house guests for the rest of the week."

"What?'

"Didn't Eric tell you, we are here all week on business.  Hmm, must be way
too busy not to tell you that two of your favourite ass-fuckers are
visiting."

"Yeah, really.  Well, I'll certainly be looking forward to your extended
stay."  He glanced at their baskets and saw both dicks hanging long and
thick, just about hard.

"I have to go work the front desk.  You guys have a good workout and behave
yourselves. Oh, too late."

Tom walked away shaking his head and rubbing his ass.  He felt his dick
begin to stiffen and figured he better hide behind the counter before it
was fully erect.  Red soon came back upstairs and joined Bill and Steve for
a long workout.  Tom watched the three humpy men through the windows to the
free weight room. He fought back the urge to go jackoff in the office.
Dell came by with his previous week's paperwork and glanced at the three
men.

"Who are the guys working out with Red?'

"Oh, a couple of degenerate ass-fucker, serial rapists I met and picked up
in Chicago one night when I was drunk.  Really sweet fun guys."

Dell just looked at him with wide eyes.  "Yeah, right.  I could use about
two hours of their sweet fun.  Wow, they're huge."

"Yep, everywhere that counts."

Dell groaned and walked upstairs to review the business with Richard.
Richard was working at his desk and waved Dell into the office.

"Hey buddy, you look a little down."

"Yeah, well, this not having sex or a partner thing can really get you
down.'

"Can't be that bad?"

"No, I guess not, but this guy I was sort of interested in is giving me the
indication that he may be a real sleaze and not interested in me."

"His loss."

"Thanks."  Dell went over the cafe's receipts with Richard and the two
men were soon laughing.  Richard had Dell feeling better about himself.
They talked about a new line of specialty drinks Dell had created with Tom
Pratt's help and special supplements.  Dell was planning on introducing
them this week to see the results and sales.  Richard said it could prove
interesting in more than one way as Dell slouched back in his chair.

"Hey, quit thinking about this guy. He obviously doesn't know a good thing
when he sees it."

"Oh, I think he does, in fact, he was, oh never mind.  Just telling stories
out of school.  He seems to like big dicks and I guess I don't qualify."

"Not from what I've seen."  Richard got up and walked around to Dell's
chair.  He put his hand on the smaller man's shoulder, "Don't sell yourself
short, no pun intended.  I think there are people who think you have a lot
to offer."

Dell reached up and patted Richard's warm hand.  The older man walked
across the office, closed the door and window blinds.  He walked back to
Dell, pulled him from the chair and slowly, warmly kissed his face and
mouth.

"I know someone who thinks you're something real special.  He wrapped his
thick forearm around Dell's neck and passionately kissed him.  His other
hand was slowly pulling Dell's shirt from his jeans and reaching under the
tight material to rub the big, furry pecs.  Richard's fingers came to
Dell's left nipple and pulled down on it.  Dell groaned as Richard pulled
his shirt completely off his wide shoulders. He softly kissed the short
stocky man and licked his way down the neck to the top of the furry chest.
His hands worked both nips gently as his mouth came down to suck on them
and get them hard.  The fleshy points pushed downward under the over
hanging pecs as Richard's hot mouth and breath slid down to the waistband
of his jeans.  He undid the button, unzipped them and slid them back over
the huge, round, muscle butt.  The hands pulled down the jock Dell was
wearing and massaged the hairy butt cheeks.  Richard nuzzled against Dell's
fat cock and licked lightly at the balls.  Richard pulled down the jeans
and helped Dell out of them.

"Richard, I don't know if this is such a good idea."  Richard kissed him
long, hard and deep.  Dell's breathing was getting shallower.  "Take off
that damned nylon running suit, it's cold."  Richard stripped and Dell
watched as the older gentleman revealed a beautifully sculpted, athletic
body and thick, 10 inch dick.  Richard took Dell in his arms and lowered
him to the carpet.

He whispered into his ear. "I not only find you incredibly sexy but smart
and kind and a whole bunch of other good things."  He lowered his firm hard
smooth body onto Dell's smaller, furry one and ground their hard cocks
against each other.  They pressed their bodies together for several minutes
until Dell stopped him.

"I'm getting too close and I want you in me."

Richard got up to get a towel and some cream.  He positioned Dell on his
knees over the towel and gently worked cream into the tight furry hole.  He
held him by his tiny waist and slowly pushed his stiff 10 inches into the
gasping man.  Dell stopped him long enough to let his body adjust to the
big dick.  Richard began fucking the man and the two of them were soon
writhing on the floor, Dell thrusting his big, beefy butt up to meet
Richard's inward thrusts.  Dell felt Richard arch his back away and the big
cock slipped out.  He shot huge amounts of thick white cum on Dell's butt
and back.  Richard's release was enough to cause Dell to shoot his own load
into the towel under him.  The two men lay on the floor panting.

Dell turned over and kissed Richard.  "I want to do this again Dell but in
my bed and for hours.  This is not a one-time thing to me.  I've wanted to
ask you out but didn't think you would go out with me.  I saw how you
looked at that other guy"

Dell wrapped his arms and legs around Richard. "I'd like to spend time with
you too.  I didn't think I was your type.  I tend to be dark and, well, on
the leather side."

Richard smiled and helped him to his feet. "Well, then there's a lot you
need to find out about me."

Eric wandered back into the office about mid-afternoon and was immediately
pounced upon by Marsh and Jack with a million questions.

"Where have you been, we have a ton of stuff that needs to be signed and
approved?"  Marsh stood in the office doorway and watched as Eric hung his
coat in the corner.  The big man seemed to be a bit slower and sloppier
than usual.  His shirttail was out and he looked out of sorts.

"I had a lunch appointment and some things to do, sorry."

"You OK?  You seem a little tired.  Tom been keeping you awake?"

"No, some things on my mind and I haven't given Tom the time he deserves.
I need you to run a check on someone, can you give me a few minutes to get
some stuff together.  I promise I'll sign everything before I leave."

Marsh handed him a stack of paper and walked out.  The phone rang as he was
leaving.  He heard Eric answer it, then get up and close his office door.
He looked at Jack and shrugged his shoulders.  In all the time he had
worked for Eric, he had never known the man to talk behind closed doors.

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