Date: Tue, 19 Feb 2008 09:19:23 -0800 (PST)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Shocked 9

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Tony had not been over to use either Doug or I for a piece of ass since the
party, but had picked up on the fact that Carlos was now in the
circle. Doug had promoted Carlos to Assistant Foreman - his right hand man
just a few days after we had all hooked up. That probably was a pretty good
sign to Tony that he was giving it up.  He always read between the
lines. While we make a lot of innuendo and kid privately at work, Tony has
kept an even keel on our personal arrangement with the rest of the crews.

Knowing that the day will come, Doug and I had been getting Carlos all
worked up that Tony will one day give him the ass tap of his life with that
monster cock of his. It's great fun hazing him about it, and of course
dreaming about getting it ourselves again is alluring as well. But while
the next attack of Tony's power tool has had the three of us beeked, we
have been scheming on a way to turn the table on his straight forbidden
ass.

But in the meantime, Doug and I were fast developing the thing between us
that was called our relationship.  While sex was becoming more and more
commonplace between us and something we were open to sharing with others, a
love and compassion for one another was really growing. After the first few
weeks of living together we were learning the intuitions of each other's
thoughts and feelings, building a bond of trust between us and beginning to
dream of our future as something we would do together. It's pretty powerful
stuff.

We had built a mutual agreement that sharing our sex with others around us
was not an affront to our bond to each other. We had read something online
from an interview with porn star Steve Cannon about his own relationships
that seemed to ring true about how we looked at it. He said "Sex is about
getting your rocks off. Love is about compassion, trust and understanding".
It made sense to us.

We have been fast taking Carlos under our wings and giving him a place to
belong outside of living with his mom and sisters. He grew up without a
father around and gets a lot out of hanging out with us on that
level. Although we are barely 40 ourselves and far from father figures, he
really digs on having the admiration, respect and friendship of older
men. We all get off on the sex and really click in a way that is more
brotherly than parental. We're both jealous of the little thug for being so
confident in his sexuality at 23 - something we wished we had.

As the sexual escapades were getting more and more expansive, Doug and I
decided to spice things up by converting the garage to a playroom. Not that
we minded sleeping in our dirty, sweaty, cum and sex grime stained sheets
of filth. But we needed more room to play and make a real mess. We weren't
parking in the garage anyway as it was mostly filled with crap. We built a
storage shed in the back yard and moved a lot of the stuff out there to
free up space.

Doug and I first used our collective craftsmen talent to build a wicked
fuck bench out of wood and upholstered it with padded sections glove
leather to be nice and comfy. It has adjustable tilt and height adjustments
so that it can work real good for getting tapped laying on your back or
bending over it and getting it from behind. It also has arm and leg
stirrups with cuffs for restraint. Wicked. The walls got painted black and
we caved it up.

To equip our playroom, we spent a week online buying every dildo, ass toy,
and whack piece of dirty device that gave us a hard-on. While we were
getting more comfortable with our new lifestyle, we weren't ready to risk
being seen together by our unwitting co-workers at the local porn store
buying all this shit. Thanks to UPS, the stuff landed on our front porch at
a constant trickle for almost two weeks. Getting home from work each night
to see what was waiting became a devilish surprise we looked forward to.

On a Wednesday I got home from work shortly after Doug as usual. Our
company's construction field personnel always broke off about four, where
us office slaves didn't call it a day until five. After throwing my keys on
the table and grabbing a beer I went looking for Doug. I finally found him
in the garage setting up another toy we had ordered. "Hey", Doug
acknowledged. "The lather dispenser came today". I smiled and got
excited. We had ordered a barber shop shaving lather machine that makes
that nice warm foamy stuff for some mutual erotic shaving.

"Right on", I said. "Who's first?" The ex-Marine and I hugged and kissed
briefly before he said, "Me first. I already took a shower". After a few
more this and that's, Doug pulled off his T-Shirt and loose fitting sweats
and got up on our new fuck table and laid on his back. He placed his legs
spread upright in the ankle stirrups and relaxed. His athletic body was for
the taking, full exposed for me to play with. His thick bent cock laid to
the side against his stomach and his hairy rosebud was inviting my touch.

Doug had set up a tray with a shaving kit and a bowl of warm water on the
adjacent work bench and the lather was warm and ready. As he laid back in
relaxation I got a big handful of the warm shaving cream and began
massaging his balls with it. "Mmmm" he murmured as I worked the
effervescent cream up and down his hardening cock, jacking him slowly with
my hands. The slippery lather enveloped his curved meat completely as I
began caressing his love hole with my creamy fingers. His dick was hard and
standing as his body writhed.

I finally took the razor and began carefully shaving his balls. Grabbing
them in one hand and squeezing them tight in their sack, I shaved the long
spindly hairs off his scrotum. "Oh that feels so good", Doug moaned. After
finishing up with his balls and lathering them up again, a clear puddle off
pre-cum was already mixing with the shaving cream on his cock head. I wiped
the juice off with my finger and placed it on my tongue, licking my lips
and looking at him teasingly. This only made more ooze out.

I lathered up his cock again and jacked it slowly some more before I began
slow and deliberate passes up his shaft with the razor. "Careful there",
Doug said. I smiled at him, "No worries, just relax". I gripped his love
stick in my hand as I delicately shaved off the coarse hairs growing up
from the base of it. Massaging his head and licking the pre-cum off it
occasionally, I teased him as I shaved. After a few more minutes I had
finished his cock and balls and was ready to move to his nest. I lathered
him up again and jacked his cock. "Nice and smooth now bro". I said.

As I made my way to his hairy hot hole I dutifully shaved from the edge his
puckered rosebud, shearing off the veins of hair that radiated outward from
it. It was the center of his sex, his fuck target, his love button. I
probed his hole with my lathered fingers as I shaved, getting some of that
warm icy stuff on his inner chute, making him flinch with a slight tingly
burn. I finished up, leaving him smooth as a baby from his asshole to the
tip of his cock. I probed his hole again with my slippery fingers before I
wiped him down with a towel and cleaned up the remaining lather. "All
done?" he asked as if he was ready to spring up off the table. "Almost", I
replied. "Stay put".

He was too irresistible laying in wait on his back, his cock at attention
and his soft smooth puckered hole looking at me. I wanted to have t hat
smooth bent cock in my mouth and my tongue in that juicy hole. With his
legs still strapped up in the stirrups I got between them and began licking
the stream of sticky ooze that was coming from his piss hole.  My tongue
flickering up the front of his tool just under his head, he arched his back
and moaned, "Oh yeah, that's it. You can keep doing that." I did. As my
fingers massaged his love hole, I sucked his cock and worked him up good
and hot.

Then I went for the prize between his ass cheeks. His sweet asshole was
clean, shaved and ready for the taking. I had licked his ass before but
never really went all out and ate him silly. Now was the time. Puckered out
just enough to get my lips around, I kissed it and stick my tongue in as
deep as I could. "Oh man, Oh shit yeah" Doug moaned. I sucked his rosebud
hard as I flickered my flaming tongue across his tender spot. He arched his
back again in pleasure as I continued to burrow into him with my hungry
tongue. He tasted so good, I could not get enough. It was as much a rush
for me as it was for him, I wanted to eat him for hours feeling his
responses to my moves.

After a few minutes of this sensual heated torture I moved to his balls and
to the tip of his cock again where a stream of sticky sweet was flowing
again. Doug was rolling his head back and forth on the padded leather table
moaning as I worked. He finally couldn't take the foreplay anymore. "Dude,
come on! Fuck me! Give it to me man! Fuck me!" he begged. He was ready. His
hot shaved nest was relaxed and soft, and now hungry as hell. Seeing my
high school football hero jock, ex-Marine laying on his back and begging to
be fucked like a bitch always made me reel. If mommy could see me know I
thought.

I lubed up my now hard tool and gave him what he wanted. His freshly shaved
nest was a slippery sliding astro glide for my meat as I stuck him hard and
fast. "Uhh, yeah harder", he begged repeatedly as I buggered him with
vengeance for all he was worth, sweating and panting heatedly like a
dog. His contorted facial expressions of pleasure and pain got me off as
his goateed jaw dropped and his brow furrowed. "Oh, man yeah Shane. Fuck me
bro, fuuuuuuuucccckkk mmeeeee! Ooohhhh" he cooed. I had my arms wrapped
around his hairy legs as the threw my body into him as hard and fast as I
could. It was hard work, but it pays off. The fuck table kept him still and
allowed for a good deep grunt fuck, that you could not get in bed.

The sound of slapping and man sex could probably be heard across the street
as the smell of sweat surrounded us.  "Let me turn over", he said. I pulled
out while he repositioned himself on the table bending over on his
stomach. His feel flat on the floor, he reached back and spread his cheeks
for me. Before continuing my assault on his bitch hole, I took a moment to
eat his juicy nest out some more and give him some tongue teasing. As I
licked and sucked his now musky sex tasting hole he squirmed and moaned.
"Come on dude, enough already." he protested.

With that I buried my bone and began hammering my man again. His head
turned from side to side as his body contorted in the heat of getting
fucked. It wasn't long before I grabbed his torso tight and squeezed my man
juice into him several pulses strong. I pulled out and squirted another
couple pulses of seed on his red puckered nest. He was breathing hard as I
eyed the delicious sight of my warm cream coating his hole. I could not
resist eating him some more, sucking out my man juice and tasting his sexed
fuck hole. It was dirty and nasty, but I had to have it.

I dropped to my knees, spread his cheeks wide and dove into the feast as he
humped his cummy ass back and forth at my tongue. "Oh man that's so hot",
Doug moaned as I probed my tongue and sucked his raw hole. Just as I was
getting into it again Doug stood up and turned around, sticking his dick in
my face. "I'm gonna cum", he said. I took his curved cock into my mouth as
he unloaded his long built up release. His juice was more than I could take
all at once and it dribbled all over my chin as I struggled to keep up. He
sat back on the table and we kissed and swapped the seed while I massaged
his slimy tool for a short bit as we love to do.

He finally let out a deep breath and we held each other, "Wow Shane that
was hot" he exclaimed. "You never ate my ass like that before. " I smiled
and said, "Lets get a beer and then it's my turn to get shaved".