Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2001 18:38:30 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 24

G-Village....Build It, They Will Cum, part 24		by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is a continuation of stories with characters begun in
Feelings of Security.  This story contains graphic gay sex, man to man.  If
such material offends you, please go elsewhere.  Also, sexual practices are
fantasy and not an endorsement of unsafe sexual practices and are not meant
to be seen as such.


Bob looked around the storage room at the disarray of boxes and then back
at his young lover.  Dave was sitting naked on the floor and covered in
cum.  His mouth was moving but nothing was coming out.

"Are you OK?  What happened here?"  He handed Dave a roll of paper towels
from the cleaning shelf and helped him to his feet.

"Well, in a manner of speaking I was raped."  Bob's face froze in a look
somewhere between concern and disbelief.  "But then, it can't be considered
rape if the victim is willing.  I know this is going to really piss you
off, but I had this bizarre sex thing happen with a delivery man."  Bob's
eyes went to two tiny slits.  "I don't understand it myself.  He comes on
to me and the next thing I know, I'm naked and having sex."

"You couldn't stop him?  Was he bigger than you, what?"  Bob sat on a stack
of cases and watched as the young man cleaned himself up and got dressed.
His shirt was torn and dirty from sliding across the floor.

"He was older, but shorter and stockier, really strong.  I know this sounds
awful but the more I struggled, the hotter it was and then he fucked me
and....."

"He fucked you?  You let him fuck your ass with no protection?"

"We don't use protection."

Bob stopped and blinked.  "No, you're right we don't but I thought we had a
committed relationship."

"We do.  I don't want this to happen again, I didn't want it to happen now
but, I've never felt lust that strongly before."  Dave's chest started to
heave as he fought off tears.  "I was terrified of your coming in here and
finding this man fucking me but I was so turned on. Aw, shit, I should have
jumped up and cleaned myself and not told you."

"Not telling me wouldn't have been right either and obviously, you were
turned on."  Bob reached out and stroked Dave's hard cock.  "Do I not make
you feel that way?"  His hot hand found one of Dave's nipples.

Dave took a deep breath and hugged the hunky construction worker.  "Yeah,
you do but ever since I've come out and been spending time with you and all
these big beefy leather guys, well, I started feeling like I wanted to know
more."  Bob pulled back slightly and looked deep into Dave's eyes.  "I keep
thinking about Tom being Eric's boy, or Red serving both Darrell and Ron
and then there's Joe and Vic.  Watching them is like a pure fantasy even
when they just stand there drinking a beer."

"So, you're telling me that you're ready for the next step?  That doesn't
make what happened here any less worrisome to me."

"I know, I should have fought him off but I am ready for the next step."

"We can work on that and talk about what you want and...."

"Now."  Dave dropped to his knees.

Eric sat in the hot tub as the cool evening air swirled around him.  He
sipped from a large glass of wine and settled back to enjoy the clear sky.
An hour ago he was in a hot jackoff session with one of his oldest friends,
Dan.  He found himself thinking of sex with Tom and missing his boy on a
trip to California.  The whole thing with Dan was rattling his nerves.  He
had admitted to Tom how much he was leaning toward a monogamous side, when
he allows one of his best buds to blow him and then together they pump
stream after stream of hot cum onto each other.  And to make matters more
disconcerting, Dan was Tom Pratt's lover, another of Eric's best friends.
Eric let out a long sigh as he worried about what he had just let happen.
Thinking about Dan didn't help matters.  Dan had turned his life around
with Pratt and with the Doctor's guidance, had transformed his body into a
wall of hot muscle and sex.  The thought of Dan's beefy chest in his hands
as the stocky man sucked on his monster dick made his dick spring back to
life.  He only had a few more days and he would be joining Tom in San
Francisco.  His dick swelled even more as he thought about Tom's hot
muscular body under him as he fucked his boy's hard ass.

"Hey!"  Mike stuck his head out of the kitchen door and smiled at Eric.
"We're gonna order pizza, you want in on it?"

"Uh, no, I think I'll just do my usual chicken, no, pizza sounds good,
include me in for some, but get salad with it.  I'll feel less guilty."

"Go ahead and order pizza and salads Doug, Eric wants some too."  Mike
walked out on to the deck in sweats, carrying another bottle of wine.  "I
don't think you have to worry about one night of pizza the way you
workout."

"Oh, you heard that?"

"Um, well, yes, but that isn't what I meant.  You and Tom workout harder
than any two men I know, a couple slices of pizza won't make a dent.  So,
uh, um, who was your visitor?"

"Dan."  Mike nodded knowingly.  "I shouldn't have let it happen."

"Oh fuck, don't start with the guilt trip.  It's not like you go out and
purposely look to cheat on Tom.  SO you fucked Dan, big whoop."

"Well, we didn't fuck.  He sucked me and then we got off together."  Mike
took a long drink of his wine and leaned over the edge of the tub to lick
one of Eric's nipples.

"There, we played around too.  Doesn't matter does it.  Damn, Eric, you're
close to being a saint.  You bend over backwards to help people and find
people jobs.  You open your house to friends in need.  You rescue people
like some folks rescue puppies.  And you are so head over heels in love
with Tom, it borders on nauseating."  Eric looked up at that remark.  "You
know what I mean, none of us is perfect.  For heaven sakes, we're gay men.
You two have a relationship that puts straight people to shame.  So you
jacked off with a buddy.  What's a cup of cum among friends?"

"I don't even want to know what that conversation was about."  Doug hobbled
onto the deck in his casts.  "Pizza should be here in 20minutes. Did you
tell him?"

"Tell me what?"

"Well, we got the first of my insurance checks from the accident and after
expenses want to build a house up here in your village.  Which means we
wouldn't be able to live in this house and manage it correctly as a bed and
breakfast.  Are you angry?"

"No, a little disappointed maybe but thrilled that you'll be able to build
your own home and be together that way.  Know anyone looking to manage a
bed and breakfast?"

"We'll keep our eyes open.  Maybe Richard and Dell know someone from the
gym.  Or is there anyone in your company who might be good to do it? How
many people do you employ now anyway?"

"Yeah, Dell might know someone.  Or Marsh and Jack, oh, we employ about
800."

"800!!!!"

"Uh, yeah.  I have companies in about eight states, a lot of construction
and communication stuff, really boomed.  Guess I better go get some clothes
before the pizza gets here.  Do you mind my......"

"Being naked?  We enjoy it."  Doug snarls his face at Mike for that
comment.  Eric climbed out of the hot tub, dried off and headed into the
house.

Doug punched Mike's arm.  "We enjoy it?  Where did that come from?"

"Admit it, Eric is like a Colt fantasy right in front of us.  The man is a
bit unreal.  He does all this stuff, employs 800 fucking people..."

"You don't know they're all fucking."

"Ha ha, you know what I mean.  And he's so devoted to Tom, he's now worried
about a little hand time with a buddy."

"Yeah, he is pretty amazing.  He'll probably find some guy to run this
place who needs a break and it'll save his life.  Well, the pizza should be
here soon.  I'll get the plates ready."

"Um, Dougie, do we have time to......" Mike hugs his plaster-bound lover
and rubs the ample basket in the faded jeans.

"Again?  We just fucked non-stop for two hours, good grief."  Doug hobbled
back to the kitchen.  "Eat fast."  Mike smiled from ear to ear as he opened
another bottle of wine.

Eric walked back into the kitchen now wearing old, worn out jeans and a
sweatshirt, which only made him look like a construction fantasy.  He
looked at his two smiling guests and scratched his head.  "Did I miss
something?  Did you two, like do it that quickly?"

Mike turned to answer the front doorbell.  "No, after dinner.  And we never
do anything quickly."

Eric got out his protein powder. "Oooooookkkkayyyy, maybe I'll call Tom
after we eat."

Tom watched as Nick squeezed out one more rep on the bench.  The man was
pushing 450 and the cleft between his hard pecs was deep, furry and wet
with sweat.  Tom was worried when he had turned down Nick's advances in his
playroom that the man would blow off working out with him.  Instead, Nick
just smiled, kissed him on the cheek and complimented his loyalty to Eric.
Nick didn't say much in the Tom's rented Sebring convertible on the way to
Gold's other than to talk about his workout.  Tom appreciated that he was
focused in the gym like Eric.  After an hour of pumping iron, Tom had all
he could do not to get a hard on watching the thick furry man in the soaked
string tank and shorts.  Tom's Popeye sized forearms were covered in fur
and twisted into deep cuts with every move he made.  His legs were covered
in popping veins and dark soft fur.  Then there was the upper body that
swelled in size with the passing sets of weight.

Tom felt the guilt slowly leaving his body and being replaced by lust.  He
calculated the number of hours until he met Eric in San Francisco.  The two
men cleared the bar and returned the plates to the rack.  Tom wiped off the
bench and gave Tom his crooked smile.  "Penny for your thoughts muscle
pup?"

"Oh just thinking about Eric."

"Ahhh, that explains it."  Tom followed Nick's eyes and looked down at his
own swollen basket.  He wasn't hard but his dick was making itself obvious
to anyone looking his way.  "So what were you thinking about Eric?"

"Just wondering how things were in the office." Nick rolled his eyes and
yanked Tom by his towel toward the locker room. "How about we shower and go
have dinner and a drink?"

"Food good."  The two men quietly stripped and headed into the communal
showers.  The individual showers were all filled, leaving only the big room
for the big boyz.  Tom squeezed under a shower next to Nick and began to
soap his tired body.  Their wet skin touched often in the cramped space.
Tom felt his dick begin to rise with each soapy rub even though Nick seem
oblivious.  He closed his eyes to avoid seeing Nick's hot ass just inches
away.  As he was rinsing the soap from his hair and back, he heard Nick
clear his throat under his breath.  Tom opened his eyes to find Nick
tilting his head downward toward Tom's crotch.  Tom glanced down to see his
nearly erect cock bobbing out in front of him.  A quick blast of cold to
finish the job as Tom grabbed his towel and walked behind a wall to dry
off.  Nick joined him with a large grin and a long fat cock, not hard, but
happy.

"Thinking about that big beefy boyfriend of yours again?"

Tom smiled as he wrapped his towel around the tiny waist.  "Not this time,
nice butt."

Nick tilted his head to one side.  "Oh."  The two new friends pulled on
jean shorts and T-shirts and headed back to the Sebring for a short drive
to one of Nick's favourite restaurants.  A simple, cruisy, levi/leather
hangout that just happened to serve really excellent food.  They sat at the
dimly lit bar and enjoyed a couple of drinks while they waited for a table.
Tom felt his buzz building from the potent drinks and backed off since he
was driving.  Nick's thigh was tightly pressed against Tom's in the tight
bar and the alcohol wasn't helping Tom's hungry cock.  Nick's name was
finally called as the two men laughed themselves silly over gym stories and
more booze.  Tom slid from the barstool and turned only to bump his still
semi-hard cock against Nick's butt.

Nick pushed back and sighed.  "Oh if only. Let's eat stud."  The hunky
waiter showed them to a quiet back booth and began flirting shamelessly.
"Is he after you or me?  Or both of us?"

"Um, my guess is both but he's a little to clean cut for me.  However, if
you want to flirt back and, well, maybe get lucky that's OK with me."

"No, I'm out for dinner with you.  I'll get his number later."  The two men
enjoyed their dinners interrupted frequently by the over attentive and sexy
waiter.  Nick did leave with his number after Tom coyly went to the
bathroom and told the waiter he wanted it.  Tom felt like Nick was a life
long friend, as they talked nonstop through dinner.  The evening had cooled
off considerably as they got back to the car and Tom put the roof back up.
It was another 20 minutes of silliness before they got back to Nick's.  Tom
excused himself to take his gym bag back to his room and sort out his
sweaty clothes.  He went back downstairs to find Nick sorting through mail
and phone messages.

Tom wrapped his arms around the beefy furball and hugged him tightly.
"Thanks for the really great workout and super dinner, it was fun."

Nick turned in the big arms and faced him.  His arms around Tom's tight
waist.  "Thanks.  I had a great time, you're a super guy. Wish I could meet
someone like you."  Tom tightened his hug and brought their lips together.
"Tom, I, you, don't...."  Tom's thick arms locked Nick from moving as the
hothands found their way to Nick's huge hard muscle butt.  A long low moan
and growl escaped from Nick.  Tom pulled the tight T-shirt from the loose
shorts and ran his hands over the massive furry pecs.  His fingers teased
the swelling nipples as his tongue searched deep into Nick's hot mouth.
Nick's shorts fell to the floor.

"Tom, I didn't think you wanted....'

"I changed my mind."

"But.."

"Shut up and get on your knees, suck my cock."

"Tom..."

"Shut up and suck."

"Yes, sir."

"What?"

"YES, SIR!"  Nick fell to his knees and undid the zipper in Tom's khaki
shorts.  They fell to the floor to expose tight white briefs with a
prominent bulge.  He slid the cotton briefs down over the thick, veined
thighs as Tom peeled off his shirt.  Tom stood before the kneeling Nick
waiting to be worshipped.  Nick slid his hot hands over the heavily muscled
legs and up to the currently fur-covered chest.  Tom directed his face to
the waiting cock.  He held it out as Nick accepted the fat offering and
sucked it into his throat.  "Fuck, that sucker is huge."  Tom stiffened his
legs.  "Fuck, SIR, that's one huge dick."

"Let's go to bed."  Tom pulled Nick to his feet and kissed him long and
deep.  He followed Nick into his bedroom, a room he had not seen before
this.  The room was huge with a king size poster bed rigged with hooks, and
leather straps for restraints.  It was exceedingly masculine in a style Tom
thought fit Nick well.  "Would you like to tie me down and fuck me sir?"

"Not yet."  Tom lay back on the bed and propped him self against the
numerous pillows.  "You will get fucked, but I want you to show me how much
you like my body right now.  My nips have been lonely for some good work,
you think you can do that?"  Nick took a deep raspy breath.

"Is the limit an hour per tit?"  Tom teased the big muscle man by rolling
his nipples through his fingers.  Nick slid up over Tom's gargantuan frame
and sucked the left tit.  Tom groaned contentedly.

Eric put the phone back down and decided to wait a while before calling
Tom.  He stood naked in their bedroom and posed in front of the wall
mirror.  His body tingled as he thought of Tom, as if Tom were in the room
with him.  His cock grew and stretched toward his knees.  The sensitive
flesh around his nipples tightened as the leathery knobs lengthened.  He
rolled his head from one wide shoulder to the other and licked the 26-inch
biceps on either side.

Nick licked Tom's cannonball biceps and drove his nose into the damp pits.
"You're supposed to be doing my tits."

"Yes sir, there's just so much muscle I want to taste."  Nick sucked Tom's
left tit deep into his mouth and tugged on the nipple ring.  Eric pulled
his left nipple away from his body and fell back across the bed.  He lay
back on the bed he shared with Tom as waves of heat spread over the wall of
chest. His nipples reacted to the slightest touch sending shocks of
electricity through every muscle on his frame.  Tom held Nick's head to his
chest forcing the beefy beast to do what he had wanted to do all week.
Nick was an expert at pleasing and worshipping a man and had Tom's chest on
fire.  His mouth made love to the pumped and prime pecs as his hand began
to stroke the long, hungry cock.

Eric crawled to the top of the bed and rummaged in the nightstand for Tom's
favourite toy, a huge thick rubber cock, not quite the size of Eric's but
enough to keep his boy happy when he chowed down on Eric's tool as Eric
rammed his ass with the dildo.  He felt the weight of desire spread over
his body as his cock languidly grew up his chest.

Nick refocused his mouth to Tom's big dick.  He licked the large head and
slowly worked it down his throat, not because it didn't fit, just to drive
Tom crazy.  One hand worked Tom's hard nips while the other tugged and
twisted the fat nutsack.  Tom bucked his hips to force more cock into
Nick's throat.  Nick pulled the fat nuts taunt and began sucking up and
down on the monster dick.  Tom moaned louder from the deep sucking on his
tool and tugging on his nuts.  Nick slurped the ripe cock in and out of his
mouth increasing the suction with each move.

"Fuck yeah Nick, get it good and hard.  I have a gallon of cum in those
nuts for ya.  You want that prick up that beefy muscle butt boy?"  Nick
mumbled back.  "What was that?"

"Yes sir.  I want you to fuck me to next Tuesday."  Tom forced Nick's mouth
back down on the rigid dick.

Eric slowly stroked his now throbbing tool.  His nuts were swelling with
cream looking for a release. They felt like they would bust through his
ball sack.  His nips were hotter than they had been in a week and seemed to
be swelling to bigger dimensions than ever before.  The tight, legs muscles
tensed and released like he was doing squats.  Tom's presence was all
around him.  He felt like he was having sex with his boy without his boy
being there.

Nick dropped the big dick from his mouth again and straddled Tom's flexed
legs.  "Please, Tom fuck me.  That dick is unbelievably gorgeous, please
don't cum yet, I need it in me."

"On your knees pussy boy."  Nick assumed the position.  He quickly produced
a tube of lube from under a pillow.  "Do you need this?  Isn't that big
cock wet enough?" Nick dropped the tube and wiggled his butt at Tom.

"No, sir, fuck me without it, I want to feel your big burning cock."  Tom
held his throbbing tool by the base and placed it against Nick's puckered
hole.  He held Nick by one shoulder and pushed forward.  Eric raised his
legs and forced the rubber weapon into his dry ass.  Nick screamed as the
oversized tool filled his ass. Eric took a deep breath and gave his arm a
quick jerk.  The big dildo was gone, buried to the base in the big man's
hot ass.  Tom held Nick by the waist as the big man squirmed trying to get
more dick up his butt but the hard dick was completely buried

Eric spread his legs wide over his shoulders and braced his feet against
the headboard for support.  He worked his butt hole with Tom's toy and felt
his body tingle.  Just a little adjustment and his own cock was buried deep
in his throat.  He sucked greedily on the sensitive dick head as he fucked
his ass with the slippery cock.  Precum flowed freely from his cock and
filled his mouth.

Tom slammed Nick's ass non-stop for 20 minutes before slowing the pace to
tease Nick's prostate. Nick muffled his cries in a pillow as the cock
bludgeoning his ass seemed to grow bigger and bigger.  He straightened his
arms and arched his back as his load burst from his aching nuts.  Tom
slammed the big man's hairy ass a few more times before pulling out and
covering the wide back and shoulders with streams of spunk.

Eric never touched his cock.  He tugged his nipples into two screaming
points of hot flesh with one hand and pummeled his ass with the 12-inch
dildo with the other.  His cock was as far into his mouth, as his back
would let him flex. Which was more than enough to suck himself off.  He
aimed the dildo just right and felt his nuts pull up and cum gush down his
throat.  He swallowed greedily; wishing it was Tom's and that he had just
spent an hour working over his lover.  His foot slipped on the headboard as
even more cock filled his throat.  The dildo went deeper as he fought to
keep his balance.

Nick collapsed on the bed with Tom sprawled on top of him.  "Holy fuck.
I've had rough leather sex but nothing as hot and passionate as that.  I am
so fucking jealous of Eric.  And so glad you changed your mind and fucked
me."

"You're a hot man Nick, you deserve to have someone in your life.  Sharing
sex is better when you share other things too."  Tom tenderly kissed the
cum-covered muscle man and hugged him tightly.

Eric lay on the bed panting and shaking his legs to loosen the cramping.
He licked drops of his cum from his moustache and groaned.  The hot hand
moving across his chest sent jolts through his nips to his toes.  His eyes
had been closed in pleasure but flew open in sudden realization.  The dildo
was completely inside his ass.

Joe and Vic climbed out of Joe's pickup and up the steps to their
apartment.  Jim and Al were waiting for them outside the door.  The four
had just shared a heavy-duty workout and dinner while discussing
construction of their new homes as part of Eric's village.  Jim and Al had
made another trip down to attend to a few details and were staying over to
spend time with their cop buddy and his lover.  Jim groped Vic's muscle
butt and licked his lips.  "How about a little cop dessert?" Vic turned to
tweak a nipple.  "Oh, hey, did you guys have the police monitor on in the
truck?

Joe dropped their gym bags in the hallway on the way to the kitchen.  "No,
we don't have one in the truck.  It's the only way Vic can get away from
work."

Al nodded in agreement.  "Yeah, we try not to let ours rule our lives.
But, we heard this one ambulance dispatch and I thought it was Red, Darrell
and Ron's address."  Joe said the address and Al bit his lip.  "I'm certain
that was it."

Vic quickly called a buddy at 911 and confirmed that indeed, Red had been
taken to the hospital and was unconscious.

To be continued, comments-suggestions?		Lennoxbear@aol.com