Date: Mon, 21 Jan 2002 07:28:46 -0700
From: Clone Buggs <cqsqfq@hotmail.com>
Subject: *And* Hot Pies and Size Queens part 7

Hot Bodies


	I had to work while going to school, and the best job I could find, was
working at a health club not far from where I live.  My job was essentially
cleaning up and keeping the place orderly.  I worked from six to midnight
six days a week.
	After seven or so, women didn't come into the club any more.  At first I
assumed it was because they didn't like walking out to their cars across the
dark parking lot.  I eventually realized however, it was because the guys
that came in to work out late, were not interested in females.
	I used my free time, between little jobs around the place, to work on my
body, and I'd only been doing it for a few weeks, when I got my first hit.
The guy walked up behind me while I was mopping a wet area near the jacuzzi,
and grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands.  He humped me quickly like he was
fucking me, and then slapped my butt with his open hand, and laughed.  I
straightened up, and leaned on my mop handle, and glared at him.  He was a
regular at the club, and had never touched me or even spoken to me before.
	I suppose I should say, I was nineteen that year, and sex was not a common
thing in my life.  I assumed I was doomed to get married, and have kids and
live in some suburban nightmare.  I had never had a gay experience, and when
Jonesy humped my butt like that, it started me thinking.  I realized my dick
had started to get hard, and I squeezed it with my fist through my
sweatpants as I watched him walk away from me heading for the sauna.
	The club was not totally deserted, but there were few enough guys in the
place to call it empty.  Most of them were in the machine room building
muscles.  A couple were in the pool doing laps, and Jonesy, was in the sauna
alone.  I struggled with myself for a minute, but my cock was so hard by
then, it was beginning to think for me.  I leaned the mop against the wall,
and took a look around just to be sure, and headed into the sauna to find
Jonesy.
	"Hi kid," he was sitting in the steam, on his towel, naked.
	"Jonesy," I had trouble asking my question.
	"Yeah?"  I inched closer to him, trying to collect my racing thoughts.
	"I..."  He suddenly reached down and gripped my hard shaft through my
sweats.
	"Does it have anything to do with this?"
	"Yu...yeah," I stammered.
	Step up here on the shelf."  He parted his legs, and made room for me.  I
followed his instructions, and he soon had my sweats down around my ankles,
and my cock down his throat experiencing its first male/male sex act.  I was
so hot to blast, it only took Jonesy a few seconds to bring me off.  He
moaned around my hardness, and slurped my hot jism down.
	Before he left for the night, he sought me out after he'd showered and
dressed.  He tucked a ten dollar bill into my pocket, and crooked his finger
under my chin.
	"Thanks kid," he said.  "There's more where that came from if you're
willing."  I watched him toting his gym bag out into the parking lot, and
thought about what he'd said.  It had been an easy ten bucks, and I'd gotten
most of the pleasure.  I pondered the situation for the rest of the night,
and had a hard time sleeping, it occupied so much of my mind.
	The next night, I was looking forward to the girls clearing out, and for
Jonesy to show up.  I was disappointed though.  He didn't come to the club
for two nights.  When I finally saw him stroll in carrying his beaten up old
bag, I smiled at him, and waved.  He waved back, and after checking in,
walked straight over to where I was stacking folded towels for the members
to use.
	"Horny again already?"  He chuckled.
	"Man, I stay that way," I said, blushing slightly.
	"Well, we'll see what we can do about it son."  He went to the changing
area, and I finished stacking the towels, and headed through the changing
area to the janitor's closet, which was where I had a small desk and kept my
cleaning equipment.  I shut the door, and was starting to look over some
reading I had to do for a class the next morning, when there was a light
tapping on the door.  Without getting up, I reached over and opened the
door.  It was Jonesy smiling through the crack at me.
	"May I come in?"  I let go of the knob, and he pushed into the cramped room
and shut the door behind him.  I heard him lock it by pushing the lock knob
in the handle.
	"Let me sit there, and you sit on the desk."  I stood up, and we inched
past each other.  I stood while he sat in my chair, and pulled my sweats
down around my ankles.  My boner was already stiff and starting to drool.  I
sat down on the desktop, and spread my legs for him.  He gobbled my cock,
and went to town.  He dug his own dick out of his workout shorts, and was
jerking off while he sucked me.  I'd never seen another guy's hardon before,
and when he came off me for a breather, he leaned back in my swivel chair,
and offered me his cock to jerk.  I took it in my hand, and felt its hot
flesh.  The loose skin on his shaft felt wonderful, but best of all, was
holding that pulsing tool in my hot grip.
	"Can I suck you too?"  I wanted to feel the shaft of his cock with my mouth
and tongue to see if it felt as good as it did getting a blowjob.   He
nodded at me, and I leaned over and took him into my inexperienced mouth.
He put his arms over my back, and cupped my buns in his hands.  While I
sucked him, I felt him slide a finger into my asscrack and wiggle it around
my pucker.  It felt wild, and somehow I wanted more.
	I sat up, reluctantly leaving his spit soaked cock between his legs.  He
wasted no time at all swallowing me again, and before long I was breathing
heavy, and humping his mouth.  When I blew off, he sucked and swallowed, and
I felt his hot sticky cum spray my leg.  I ran a hand over the slimy ooze,
and wiped it up into my palm.  I brought it to my nose, and smelled.  He
drew back from my cock, and I tipped my palm, and licked his spunky cum off
my hand.
	He gave me a twenty that night before he left, and on it was an address and
telephone number.  I didn't see him again the next day, but just before
closing time, I decided to call the number on the twenty he'd given me.
	"Hello?" I recognized the voice.
	"Is Jonesy there?"  I wondered what Creg was doing at Jonesy's house.
	"Just a second."  I heard material rustling, and then Jonesy spoke.
	"Yes?"
	"Hi Jonesy.  It's me.  From the club."  I strained to hear what was going
on in the background, but everything was indistinct.
	"Dear boy.  What can I do for you?"
	"Oh, I don't know...It's almost closing time, and I didn't see you
tonight..."
	"Don't tell me you have a problem again?"
	"Well, not really a problem, I've always got my hand."
	"You have my address.  Do you know where it is?"
	"Yes, not far."
	"We'll expect you shortly then."  He hung up, and I finished a small job,
before getting my bike out of the rack and peddling over to the address on
the bill.
	Creg opened the door.  He had a towel wrapped around his waist, but
otherwise he was naked.  He kissed me on the cheek, and pulled me into the
room, closing and locking the door behind me.  Creg, was another club
member.  He was younger than Jonesy by a few years, and I guessed he was in
his late twenties.  I guessed Jonesy was somewhere around thirty-three or
four.
	"Jonesy's in the bedroom, would you like to join us?"
	"Sure."  I followed as he led the way down a long hall and through a door.
Jonesy was sitting on the bed, talking on the phone.  A large screen TV was
showing a muted video of guys fucking.  I watched the screen with my mouth
open, never having seen anything like it before.
	I heard Jonesy say it would be wonderful if he could come over, they were
having a little impromptu party.  He hung the phone up, and un muted the
video.  The guys were grunting and moaning, and the one getting fucked, was
reaching through his legs, jerking his own shaft.
	Jonesy patted the bed beside him, and I saw he was naked under the sheet he
had drawn across his lower body.  Creg, dropped his towel, and reclined on
the bed on the opposite side.  They both invited me into the middle.  I
kicked off my shoes, and pulled my sweat shirt over my head at the same
time.  I skinned out of my pants, and crawled up to the head of the bed
between them.  My cock was already hard.
	"Oooh," Creg said, reaching for my dick.  "I'd like to sit on that spike."
Jonesy slapped his hand away, and told me he would protect me from harm if I
wanted.
	"Actually, I've been wondering about how guys do it to each other.  I see
what happens from the video, but I think I'd like to try it too."
	"See," Creg said.  "I knew he was ready.  Let me sit on it Jonesy."
	"Very well, if he thinks he wants to, then very well."  Creg clapped his
hands together, and opened a drawer next to the bed.  He took a condom out,
and opened the package.  He had me covered in a flash, and had some slick
lube slathered on my cock just as quick.  He positioned himself, facing away
from me, and lowered his asshole down around my stiff rod.  Jonesy helped,
by holding my cock in his fist.  I couldn't believe the sensations I was
getting from my prick.
	"Now, get up on your knees Creg," Jonesy commanded.  I followed Creg into
the new position, unwilling to let the exciting stimulation to my cock end.
When he was on his hands and knees, on the big bed, I began to fuck him.
Jonesy got behind me, and began to tongue my asscrack.  He found my tender
pucker, and focused his attention on my bud.  Before long, he had suited his
pecker up, and had presented it to my back door.
	"Don't worry dear boy.  I'll go slow.  I know you are new to this."  He
brought pressure to bear on my assring, and I felt a stab of pain.  I fought
to relax, focusing on the feelings Creg's tight asshole was giving me.
Gradually, my ring of muscle parted, and Jonesy passed into my body.  The
pain was minimal, and he was soon fucking me as I was fucking Creg.
	I heard the front door open, and Jonesy told me it was just another friend.
  In a moment, Franklin, the only black member of the club I knew of, was
standing in the door of the bedroom watching the hot scene on the bed.  He
began to strip off his clothes, and soon joined us.  He wasted no time
getting his monster cock sheathed lodged in Jonesy's asshole, and before
long, we were all moaning and groaning out loads into each other.  I caught
Creg's blast of cum in my fist, and licked the hot sticky mess off my hand.
	We traded places several times, and Franklin stretched my asshole twice,
and Creg once and Jonesy three times in all that night.  We finally slept in
an exhausted heap on the big bed.  I woke up the next morning, with Franklin
sucking my piss hardon, until I blew a load down his throat.
	"Breakfast," He grinned, and I pushed him back on the bed, and swallowed
his hardening cock for the forth or fifth time.  He rewarded me with a
mouthful of sweet tasting spunk, and then mussed my hair.
	Jonesy came in carrying a tray of cups and a pot of coffee.  Creg was right
behind him, with another tray with a stack of toast and marmalade.  We sat
on the bed and watched sex videos while we ate.
	Creg smeared marmalade all over my flaccid cock, and proceeded to lick it
off.  In the process, I got hard again, and he swallowed another load.
	"This guy never stops," Creg moaned, and smacked his lips.
	"That's what I like about him, Jonesy said.
	It was Saturday, and I didn't have classes, and didn't have to report to
work until six that night.  By then, I felt like I'd have a hard time
walking I'd been fucked so many times, but I loved every minute of it.
	I live in a spare bedroom at Jonesy's place now, and he's introduced me to
lots of guys.  I don't have to work at the club, because the guys are always
so generous, and some of them have bought me some nice clothes so I can be
seen in the best places with them.  Jonesy and I still spend a lot of time
in bed together, but I love every minute of it.

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