Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2000 17:44:47 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Dog Pound Daze, part 8

Dog Pound Daze, part 8			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.


Tom and Eric mingled with their guests as they worked their way through the
house. They thanked them for coming to both the party and for supporting
the gym.  The circle they made brought them back to the dining room and
within a few feet of Mike and Doug who were lost in a deep discussion.  It
seemed that Mike was not keen on taking anyone back to what he considered a
fleabag hotel for the night and Doug lived with his mother.  Doug was
having a difficult time even believing Mike would be interested in him.
The conversation seemed to be stuck in a circle as Eric intervened.

"Guys, we don't mean to eavesdrop but, you seem to have a slight dilemma
with which we can help.  If you would like, the guestroom at the top of the
stairs to the right is available this evening.  If you two wish to stay,
you are welcome, breakfast is at 10."  The two men stopped and looked at
Tom and Eric with totally blank faces.

"I, uh, don't know what to say."  Doug stammered red-faced as Mike put his
arm around him.

"Say, you'll spend the night with me as guests of our hosts."  Mike
squeezed Doug's shoulders as the man slowly shook his head yes.

"Good, that's settled, glad you can stay.  Feel free to enjoy yourselves,
there's still plenty of food and drink.  I have a little business to share
with my friends in the office upstairs, so if you will excuse us."  Eric
took Tom by the arm and guided him toward the steps.  He put his arm over
his boy and tugged upward on the chain attached to the PA.  By the time,
they got to the top step; Tom's cock was quickly swelling and pushing
through the chain mesh.  Doug and Mike stood at the bottom of the steps and
watched.  Mike slowly turned Doug's face and kissed him lightly.

"I am so fucking nervous."

"Don't be.  We'll have a nice evening."  Doug looked at he big, beefy dark
man who was insistent on their spending the night together and couldn't
believe his luck.  He reached out and ran his hand over the hard, lightly
furred pec and rubbed his calluses over the thick nipple.  It slowly dawned
on him that they were standing in the doorway kissing and licking at each
other like some scene from a movie.  He felt a hot rush and his dick pushed
against the confines of his shorts.  Mike's big hand was squeezing the
growing dick.

"Doug?  You've been holding out on me."  Doug looked at the deep, dark eyes
of the handsome man whose lips he was sucking.  "You've been downplaying
your muscle all night and now this."

"What?"  Mike's hands slid into his leather shorts and gripped his dick.

"That's a pretty big cock you have there."  Mike stroked the fat prick and
gauged its length to be eight to nine inches.  Not bad for a man who
doesn't think much of his body.  Doug closed his eyes and leaned against
the huge man.  His forehead rested against the strong jaw as Mike's big
22-inch biceps closed around him.  "I can help you put on the muscle you
want, if you want to work with me."  Doug shook his head yes.  "And in
return, you have something to give me."

Doug felt their body heat rising as his hands ran over Mike's sharply
defined back to rest on his waist.

"Lower."  Doug's hands stretched over the hard, firm ass. Mike's tongue was
in his mouth and he sucked it down.  "I need a man to fuck me, and use my
ass for all he's worth.  You willing to help me?"  Mike's hot breath was at
his ear as the two steel hard arms crushed their bodies together.  Doug
heard people in the room but couldn't focus on anything but the feel of
Mike against him as they walked up the steps.

Eric and Tom had gathered Marsh, Jack, Red, Darrell, Ron, Joe, Vic, Kyle
and Mark in the office.  They heard the door across the hall open and close
followed shortly by a muffled voice.

"Holy fuck Doug," the group all turned in unison and looked across the
hallway at the guest room door.

Eric raised his glass and motioned toward the door in a toast.  "To Doug
and Mike, our two newest friends."  He then pulled a large portfolio out
from under the desk and laid it open for all of them to see.

"This is my next project men.  A little home base you might say."

Tom looked closely at the plans and then up at Eric. "These are plans for
townhouse/condos and houses to be built along the lane leading back to our
house and up in the hills.  And another set of buildings to be built above
the house just short of the overlook."

"Very good, my little muscle dog."  He tugged on the nipple chain and
almost made the cock spill out of the mesh pouch.  "It's a development
which I want to market to all of you.  Homes so we can all be close, but in
our own space.  We can share the pool that's why it's so big.  A separate
gym can go here and other housing units for gay men to be built up here.
Our own private gay compound."

The men all looked at the plans and asked numerous questions.  The plans
were quite generous in size and space with all the luxuries they could
want.  They looked back at Eric with some skepticism.  "And if you have
more questions, this is the cost breakdown and selling price."  He handed
Tom a file to share with them.  Joe and Vic looked at the specs and cost
analysis.

"You can't possibly build these at this price, it's way too low."

"You forget that I own all the companies needed to carry out a project like
this.  I can do it at cost for friends and myself so to speak.  I have a
prospectus for all of you and want you all to consider it.  I won't be
offended if you say no.  But I value and love all of you as friends and
want us to have a true community here.  With all the attention given to
planned communities in Florida and Arizona, I thought why not do a gay
community."

Rumblings of furniture moving in the next room made them all turn.  Tom
smiled and chuckled under his breath.  "I think Doug caught on very
quickly."  Loud moaning, Mike's, carried across the hall.

"I know you are not all staying tonight, but breakfast is at 10 tomorrow
morning and we can discuss it then, if you like."  The men all thanked Eric
and walked back down to the party.  They stood around in little groups
discussing the offer the rest of the evening as Tom and Eric toyed with
each other in the office.  Tom's chain outfit was no match for Eric's big
cock.

Doug had walked into the guestroom as if in a drugged haze.  He was with
one of the biggest, hottest men he had ever seen.  A man who wanted to be
fucked by him.  His vest rubbed against Mike's nipples as he wrapped his
arms around Mike's neck.  Their mouth met and lips parted.  The two men
slipped tongues back and forth for several minutes before Doug broke the
mood.

"I've never been with anyone like you.  I'm not sure I can do what you
want."

"That's simple.  You just do to me, what I do to you, with one exception.
Doug, I want to be owned by a hot man, I need to be a bottom pig.  I want
your, my god it's still growing, big dick, buried up my ass.  You think you
can do that?"

"Yeah, but why me?"

"Later, we'll talk later."  Mike began tonguing his way down Doug's neck as
his hands rubbed the hot sweaty vest against Doug's wet skin.  Doug felt
the heat through the vest and his body mold against Mike's with the
pressure of the tight hug.  Mike's mouth worked over Doug's nipples.  He
had never had anyone work them the way Mike was doing.  He sucked, then
nibbled, then licked, and then sucked it harder until Doug's hand was
pressing against the back of his head for more.

"Oh, fuck, Mike, suck those tits, make them hurt, show me what you want me
to do to yours. Oh yeah, show me how badly you need it."  Doug thought he
would cry out from the pain Mike was causing on his nipples.  But, the more
Mike bit, licked and sucked, the better it felt, until Doug thought he
would shoot his load just from the titplay.  He pulled Mike's head back and
pushed him back on the bed.  He straddled the big, man's waist.  He reached
out and took a tit between the forefinger and thumb of each hand and began
pinching and twisting.  Mike threw his head back and pushed his chest up
for more.  Doug lowered his mouth and for a moment felt as if he had just
been given the gift of vampirism.  He clamped his mouth around the swollen
left nipple and sucked it in hard.

His hand moved up Mike's thick arms until he found Mike's wrists.  He felt
Mike struggle back but not enough to break Doug's grip.  The power he began
feeling over the beefy man was going straight to his cock.  He ground the
two hard cocks together through their leather shorts and jock.  Two big,
thick snakes of flesh, rock hard and throbbing for relief.  He stopped
sucking the muscular tits and slid back to undo the snaps on Mike's shorts.
The fat cock sprang out of the tight space and gushed precum across the
furry lower abs.  He pulled the shorts down, fighting them over the 28-inch
quads and workboots.  Mike lay across the bed, his hands grasping the
headboard his hips bucking the hefty shaft across his abs.  His legs
spreading wide and twitching, waiting to be pressed into the air.

Doug worked his way up from the shiny workboots, licking the marble like
calves, massaging the deeply cut quads, feeling the thick cut lines of the
hamstrings as Mike fought to keep his body under control.  He licked at the
big low hangers, flopping between the outstretched thighs and sucked on
them until Mike began whimpering.  Doug started to enjoy the strength he
had over the bigger man and how much Mike needed to be used.  He licked
under the balls toward Mike's tight pucker.  Mike sucked in his breath and
pleaded for Doug to rim him.  Their eyes met and with one slight move of
his head, Doug told Mike to roll over and spread his asscheeks.

The long tongue worked its way into Mike's quivering butthole.  Doug
inhaled the full, sweaty maleness of the big bodybuilder. The soap smell
from the shower and the scent of leather on the skin.  He licked over the
big glutes and finally settled in to eat this boy's ass.  Mike began
clawing at the bed. The longer Doug stuck his big wet tongue deep inside of
him, the more desperate he became.

"Please, sir, fuck me.'

"My dick isn't even unwrapped yet buddy."  Mike turned to look back at
Doug's face buried in his ass and realized Doug was still wearing his
leather shorts.  He twisted around and got up to help Doug remove the
shorts from over the thick, purple tool.  Mike knelt on the floor and began
slurping on the big cock.  His hand just fit as it wrapped around the thick
base.  He looked up into Doug's glazed eyes.  He knew he had to be careful
or Doug would shoot before getting to fuck him.  He teased the huge
mushroom cap just under the piss slit and heard a grumbling moan start from
deep inside Doug.  Precum flowed freely.  Doug's hands were at his nipples
twisting the sore nubs into further ecstasy.

Mike got up, pulled a condom out of his shorts pocket, slipped it over the
tool slapping against this face, then knelt on the bed with his ass in the
air.  Doug knelt behind him and aimed his surprise at the furry hole.  He
slowly felt his prick slide in and Mike relax to fit it all in to the
balls.  Mike's body was hot as hell as it swallowed the thick shaft. He
reached around and twisted Mike's still swollen nipples as he increasingly
plowed his buddy's ass.

Mike was pushing back to meet his fucker's thrusts until he felt his body
slamming against the smaller man.  He felt Doug's hands get rougher on his
tits and heard himself begging for more.  Doug changed angles slightly and
heat shot through Mike's body, up his spine and into his brain.  He felt
his cock swell and his cum shoot out into Doug's waiting hand.  Doug rubbed
the hot cum into Mike's perfect chest as his cock began shooting it's own
heavy-duty cum.  The two men collapsed onto the bed and lay there panting.
Mike turned to face Doug and kiss him deeply.  "You ready to go again?"

Doug felt Mike's hot hand on his still stiff dick. "Yeah, I am."

Eric slid his dick into Tom's hard butt.  The chain mesh jock tightened
around the perfect globes and made them appear even bigger and firmer.  He
pulled back on the chain connection across Tom's back and forced the chain
to tighten on the nipples and PA. Tom's hard cock was sticking up out of
the mesh pouch and bounced like a marionette on the chain.  Eric grabbed
his lover in a tight bearhug, forcing his dick as far into the muscle pig
as possible.  He lifted the big man off the floor and bounced him on his
swollen cock like a simple rag doll.

He carried his boy over to the leather sofa in the office and dropped him
on his knees.  His cock never slid out of the tight hole.  He used the
chain harness like a bridle as he rode Tom's butt. Tom's cock thwapped
against his tight abs as the pressure to shoot built.  Eric stretched his
legs to balance the two of them on the side of the sofa to keep them from
sliding off.  His quad and hamstring cuts deepened as if in a pose for a
contest.  His butt clenched tight with each thrust against his boy.  Tom
braced his arms against the side of the sofa and felt his triceps flex and
pop.  He felt his pecs pump up as he supported Eric's charging weight. He
had one leg up on the sofa and one on the floor pushing back for added
support against Eric's ass pounding.  The two muscle men were completely
immersed in their hot sexual moment.  They never noticed Joe and Vic, who
had returned to the office to ask questions.  Joe had to drag Vic out of
the room to give the two men their privacy.  It was like watching a statue
of two wrestlers in all out combat.

Eric felt his nuts tighten and his cock expand as he buried his load deep
inside his lover.  His arms were around Tom in a wrestling hold.  Tom felt
the hot cum fill his ass and reached to stroke his now purple cock.  Eric
pulled out of Tom's butt with a loud sucking noise.  He pulled Tom to his
feet and knelt in front of him as Tom shot rope after rope onto Eric's
massive, fur covered chest.  Eric held Tom up by his wobbly legs and hugged
his knees as cum ran down the heaving pecs.  He felt Tom's leg muscles
twitching as they relaxed from the tight ordeal.  The two men stood in the
office for several minutes to catch their breath.  Eric slowly began
sucking on Tom's tender cock.  He nuzzled his face in the thick pubic bush
and breathed in deeply.  He let out a long low sigh.

"Something wrong?"

"No, just the opposite, you are so right."

"Our guests are going to think we abandoned them."

"Our friends know better."  Eric wiped the cum from his chest with tissues
from a box on the desk.  Tom hit the bathroom to clean himself up before
the two of them stood at the top of the steps.  "No on will ever know."
Marsh stood at the bottom of the steps smiling wickedly.

"You perverts.  You can't go a few simple hours with out sex?"

"Jealous?"

"Damn right."

Eric grabbed Marsh's muscle butt and squeezed hard.  "Jack not paying you
enough attention?"

"On the contrary, never better, but you two are just so hot.  And
cute. Weird combination."

"Uh, I guess I'll take that as a compliment.  You guys coming back tomorrow
for breakfast?"

"Of course, don't I always show up to cook?"

"Well, we thought we could handle it but if you want to help,
wellllllllllll, that's OK."

"I thought so.  Now about this plan, how did you get all this together
without us knowing?  It's quite ambitious."

"You guys interested?"

"We just might be, we'll talk in the morning.  Time to collect Jack and our
houseguests and head home.  The grand opening was one great event, congrats
Tom.  Tom?  Who are you watching?"

"Vic and Joe.  They are just standing there hugging and rubbing and it is
absolutely hot."

"Good Grief."  Eric turned Tom's head the other direction.  "He's so easy.
Good night buddy."  Marsh kissed both men and pinched their nips.  He
jumped on Jack's back and rode him toward the door."

Tom blinked and shook his head. "Hope they don't hurt themselves.  Now
about Joe and Vic.  Are they spending the night?"

"I think so, why?"

"Well, they are about to be totally nude.  Maybe we should push them
upstairs."

"Oh, and some of our guests are not the exhibitionist types, I see.  You go
do the honours.  I'll play host."

Tom wandered over in Joe and Vic's direction and casually said hello.  The
two men put their arms around him and pulled him between them.  He felt
their hot body's sandwich him and almost forgot his objective.  He
persuaded them to head upstairs.  Eric stood near the front door bidding
good-byes as guests left.  He watched as Joe and Vic dragged Tom up the
stairs.  He was impressed that Tom actually put up that much of a fight.
The catering crew cleaned up much of the mess and Eric shooed them out the
door.  He walked through the house checking doors and lights.  He looked
out at the guest apartments over the garage and saw the outline of several
men having a group party.  Bill and Steve always had a good time.  He
walked back to the TV room/den to check on the fireplace and picked up the
picture on the mantle.

It had been taken in San Francisco at Folsum before he got sick.  He and
Tom looked like any other leather couple on the street, except in his heart
he knew they weren't.  He smiled at the picture and put it back in its
place.  As he walked up the stairs he could hear voices coming from the
guestrooms.  He paused for a moment in front of the door to the room Vic
and Joe were using but walked on to the master bedroom.  He figured Tom
deserved some fun.  As he walked into their room, he thought how great a
good night's sleep would feel.  He flipped the light switch for the
nightstand lamps and stopped in his tracks.  Tom was handcuffed to the
bed. His arms straining at the headboard.

"Finally, my nose is itchy, get over here."  Eric closed the door and
slowly stripped out of his leather.  He walked over to Tom and lightly slid
a finger up his leg from the base of his foot to the fat, floppy cock.  He
closed his meaty hand around the soft cock and began stroking it to life.

"My nose.  Scratch my nose."  Eric looked at him, cocked his head to one
side and smiled.  He gripped Tom's swelling dick harder and swung his legs
up onto the bed.  His knees straddled Tom's face so his big dick flopped
against the stubbled skin.  Tom rubbed his face against the thickly veined
tube and sighed.  He felt Eric's hot mouth swallow his dick.

Vic and Joe had quietly closed the door to the office so as not to
interrupt Eric and Tom.  They stood outside the door and kissed.  Groans
came from the room across the hall as they heard Mike begging to be fucked
harder and faster.  Joe ran his hands over Vic's full round pec shelf and
lightly played with the left nipple.  He felt Vic shudder and pull him
closer.

"How bout another drink before we turn in?"  Joe leaned toward the stairs.
Vic's hand groped his leather jock.  "We have time buddy. Come on."  They
got beers and found a dark corner in the living room.  Vic began kissing
Joe and held their bodies close together.

"I want us to have what Eric and Tom have."

"What's that?"

"Commitment to each other and I don't mean just the sex thing.  They truly
work as one."

"We're there buddy."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, that's why I moved in with you.  I think about you all during the
day and get a really good feeling inside.  I need to be with you.  And not
just because I crave your body.  I love you Vic, I hope you know that.  I
have moments when the intensity of my feelings overwhelms me.  It's hard to
explain."

Vic looked into Joe's eyes and at the sharp masculine face with military
haircut.  Nothing came to his mouth.  Not one word.  He put his furry
forearm behind Joe's neck and pulled him close.  Their lips met and parted
as their tongues explored each other's mouth.  Joe wrapped his arms around
Vic's waist and squeezed the hard cop butt.  He felt wetness against his
face and pulled back.  Tears silently flowing from Vic's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing.  Everything's right.  I'm not afraid anymore."

"Afraid of what?"

"I was afraid if I loved you I would forget Ted.  I don't want to, but I
want to totally belong to you."

"I don't want you to forget Ted, there's no reason.  He was an important
part of your life and I want to be part of your life."

"Thank you."  The two men stood and quietly kissed and held each other.
Their hands worked over each other's hard muscles.  The heat from the two
of them causing a light sweaty sheen to coat their skin.

"Hi guys, what's up?"  Tom threw his arms over their shoulders and leaned
his head against theirs.

"We just realized how much we mean to each other because we saw how much
you guys mean to each other."  Tom looked at the two men and felt the heat,
like a wave, hit him.  The three men hugged.  Tom felt hot hands on his ass
pulling him into their heat wave.  The three men kissed back and forth, the
force of the two men growing to envelop Tom.  Their hands were moving up
and down his muscled back and butt.  Their bare thighs rubbed together
adding to the sexual high.  Tom put his head back as the two men each
kissed his thick striated muscular neck.

"I think we need to move this upstairs.  I need you to help with
something."  They headed up the stairs following Tom's chain outlined
square butt.  He walked back to the master bedroom and closed the door
behind them.

"I can't do this well by myself.  Eric will be up in a few minutes.  He'll
probably think the three of us are in the guestroom sucking and fucking and
right now, my money says he doesn't join.  So."  He held up handcuffs.  "I
need you to cuff me to the bed."

Vic's eye lit up. "Oh wow, I so seldom get to do this in pleasure."

"Whadyamean?  We did this las......" thwack, Vic's hand bounces off of
Joe's hard abs.  "Oh, was that a secret?  As if, these guys couldn't guess
we play good cop, bad cop."  Vic walked over to Tom and slowly removed his
chain mesh harness and jock.  He lovingly caressed the pierced nipples and
half-hard hanging dick.  He rubbed the PA between his fingers and took the
cuffs from Tom.  In two seconds they were hanging from the boy's wrists.
Tom lay back on the bed, raised his arms and let Vic cuff the restraints to
the headboard.  Both men stood above the perfectly sculpted man as he
tested the cuffs and ran their hot hands over his body.  They kissed him,
walked to the door, dimmed the lights and walked out.

They walked into the guestroom and stood facing each other inside the door.
Vic pulled Joe's mouth to him with his hand at the back of the blond beef's
neck.  Their tongues engaged in a battle of sloppy wet kisses.  Joe wrapped
his fingers around Vic's harness and pulled him close.  Their hot sweaty
wet bare chests stuck together and the fur against fur intensified the heat
within.  Vic backed up a couple of steps, then got down on his knees.  Joe
walked over and Vic began licking the tops of his boots, shining them with
spit.  Joe watched the thick knotted back and wide lats flex and move as
the big cop moved from foot to foot working his way up Joe's blond furry
legs.  Vic's tongue traced the outline of each leg muscle, sucked on the
fullness in the quads.  His hands kneaded the wet muscles as he moved up
the legs.  The rock hard diamond shaped calves above the top of the
boots. He massaged the sharply defined hamstrings and moaned when Joe put
one leg back to flex them.  His breath was becoming shorter but he wanted
to prolong the moment.

Vic leaned back on his knees and stretched to show Joe his muscular torso
twined with hot leather harness and jock.  Every muscle on Vic was round
and full and pumped to furry ripeness.  Vic worked his nipples to show his
lover how big they would get.  He cupped his pecs emphasizing the full
roundness of the mass.  He looked up at his beefy lover and slowly licked
his lips.  Joe reached down, grabbed the middle harness ring and pulled Vic
forward.

In a low menacing voice filled with urgency, Joe whispered. "Suck my dick,
pig. Get it good and hard and wet, cause you know you want it up your ass."
Vic reached up and unsnapped the codpiece concealing the fat uncut cock.
The rush of Joe's male scent mixed with his own sweat and leather smell
made Vic groan and rub his short salt and pepper flattop into his master's
balls.

"Yeah. Cop trash, show me how much you want this dick."  Vic held up the
half erect cock and slowly licked the tip of the head.  He looked up at
Joe's deep blue eyes in the dim light and saw his reflection in the love
the man had for him. "All of it scum."  Vic sucked down the cock and worked
it until it was dripping with spit and throbbing in rock hard glory. He
drove his mouth up and around the full balls sucking them into his mouth
and pulling down to give Joe some pain with the pleasure.  Their eyes
connected again.  Vic felt the shudder in Joe's leg muscles and backed off.

"You want this dick up your ass doncha?"

"Yessir."

"Show me."

Vic got up and walked to the bed.  He knelt on the edge, leaned over,
reached back and spread his asscheeks.  Joe swung and left a bright red
hand print on the right cheek.  He rubbed his hand between the wet cheeks
and felt the hot puckered hole buried deep within. He knelt done and drove
his tongue up the hole and heard Vic beg for more.  He rimmed his cop buddy
until Vic was pleading to be fucked.  Joe stood and slid one finger at a
time into the wet hole.  He stood behind the kneeling cop, put a hand on
each cheek and let his fat prick rest against the opening.

"Do it."

Vic pushed back and swallowed Joe's cock with his hungry butthole.  He
pushed until the whole rod was in and then slowly moved forward pulling
away.

"I think you're ready."  Joe wrapped his hand around the harness and pulled
Vic back forcing the cock into the ass.  He began plowing the muscle butt,
directing the motion by tugging on the harness.  Vic had not removed the
codpiece from his jock and felt his stiff cock, cramped within the leather
confines.  His dick felt like it would break as Joe slammed against his
ass.  Joe ran his hand up the straps of the harness to the full round traps
and held onto Vic's shoulders.

"OH fuck."  Joe's hot load filled Vic's butt as the man's whole body shook
with the release.  Short of breath, Joe pulled out and fell onto his back
on the bed. He pulled Vic over to straddle him, unsnapped the jock and
pulled down the hard cock.

"Now Vic."  Vic's load shot across the blond furry chest up to Joe's
neckline.  He placed a hand on each of Joe's pecs and held himself up.
Their eyes connected again. Vic lowered himself to kiss his lover.  He
flopped down on his side and licked the pit of Joe's upturned arm.

"Thank you."  They lay on the bed for a few moments until the room stopped
spinning.  Vic got up to get a towel and wipe up the cum.  They helped each
other out of their harnesses and jocks, not saying a word.  The two beefy
men slid under the covers and wrapped their bodies around each other.  In
the morning, they woke up to find clean towels and mints on the nightstand.

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