Date: Thu, 10 Aug 2006 18:26:02 EDT
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Starting Again Chapter 19

Ten steps inside the convention center, Sam knew they would never be able
to see the expo as a group together.  Hundreds of people swirled around
them.  He and Joe quickly circulated through their friends telling them to
meet up again at 3:30 PM, and then they could all head to the gym for a fun
and inspired workout.  Unknown to Sam and Joe, Eric and Tom were telling
their posse of friends to do the same thing.  Forty plus guys would be
converging on one gym approximately at the same time.

Sam and Joe worked their way through the first aisle with John and Buzz.
The first aisle was heavily martial arts vendors and not something about
which anyone but John was familiar.  They hooked up again with Eric and Tom
and their buddies, Darrell, Ron and Red.  Darrell and Ron quickly lost
themselves in the martial arts crowd while Joe, Tom, Red and Buzz began
working their way ahead in the throngs of crazed muscleheadz and fitness
freaks.  The four musclepups in tight T's and jeans were getting lots of
glances from people around them.  They would stop and check out a booth,
then look around for Sam, Eric or John.

Sam: "Hmmm, this can't be good."  Eric: "What?"  Sam: "The four of them
together."  John: "Plotting world dominance?"  Sam: "More like Daddy
dominance."  Eric: "I would say that's a distinct possibility with Tom and
Red.  Those two have been known to dream up some pretty bizarre sex ideas
to trap Darrell, Ron and me."  John: "Red has two lovers?"  Eric: "Yep,
those two big black dudes way up there."  John: "Whoa, Red's like this
little beefy fireplug and those guys are huge and taller, that's hot."
Sam: "Down boy.  We still have to handle Buzz tonight in the hotel room.
You can practically hear his sex hormones humming.  What did you do to
him?"  John: "Nothing. He wants to thank you and Joe for teaching him and
letting him stay with you while I was gone.  I piqued his creative juices.
With sex, you know how much he loves to get fucked."  Eric: "Hmm, can I
watch, or can Tom and I be invited?"  John: "Wow, a six-way, ooo, a
six-pack?  Buzz would love that."  Sam: "So would Joe probably but Eric we
hear mythical stories about your dick.  Could it be that they are true?"
Eric blushes: "Um, well, yeah.  Everything's in proportion."  John: "SO,
you're like 6'5", and 260, chest about 55"?  Really, in proportion?"  Eric:
"Okay, so maybe that part is a bit bigger in proportion.  What can I say,
I'm a freak."  John: "Buzz would be in a cock frenzy."  Sam: "He's always
that way.  What have you done to him?  He used to be a nice muscle bound
college student."  John: "I inspired him to achieve."  Sam: "Yeah right.
Is that the effect you had on Tom too?"  Eric: "Oh fuck, from the moment I
met Tom, that first day, I knew he was going to be my lover.  I saw that
hot body, just ripe to explode with more muscle, that round muscle butt and
the eyes, I knew we had to be together.  Then we hit the gym and he became
an addict.  He's won several contests now."  Sam: "Joe wants to compete
too."  Eric: "He's well on his way."  John: "Buzz thinks he wants to
compete but wants my fucking him to be the prize."  Eric: "Isn't it
always?"  John: "You know that's what I keep telling him."  Sam: "Well,
Eric, you surrounded yourself with quite a hot group of muscle buddies.
They all seem to be overachievers in the gym, holy shit.  Did you see the
tits on that woman?  Are those real?"  John and Eric: "No!"  Eric: "Welcome
to the world of plastic enhancement."  John: "Ha.  Our boys just got a
gander at the guy in the blue T over there.  I think they're now officially
in heat."  Sam: "It may be a short workout."  Eric: "You guys going to
World?"  John: "Yeppers, gotta work out.  Have to try to tire out these two
or we'll never get any rest.  You going to workout?"  Eric: "Yeah."  Sam,
John and Eric: "What time?"  Sam, John and Eric: "Four."  Sam: "Uh oh.
Does that mean your buddies and our buddies are all going to be at the gym
together?"  Eric: "Looks that way."  John: "Fuck, look at them now, there's
like 20 of them all intermingling."  Sam: "The hotel better have lots of
clean sheets and towels."  Eric: "How many people does the sauna at the gym
hold?  Does Guinness have a world record listed for that?"  Sam: "Maybe for
the actual number of people, as for the activities in which they are
involved, it's doubtful."  John: "What are they doing now?  Are Joe and
Buzz comparing biceps with that guy?  Doesn't he compete?"  Sam: "Yeah,
can't remember his name, Dan or Don something Italian."  Eric: "And now Tom
is changing to his tank.  Such a show-off."  John: "He has lots to show.
Are the four of them sportin' rods?"  Sam: "Um, that's a distinct
possibility.  Those baskets do seem to be growing."  Sigh.  Eric: "Anyone
else, like, hot?"  Sam and John: "Yeah."

As they started down the second aisle, Eric met up with Marsh and Jack.

Eric: "This is Marsh and that strange case over there trying to fit his
chest into a slutware shirt is Jack, they work for me.  At least they call
it work."  Sam and John: "Nice to meet you."  Marsh: "Holy shit, Pittsburgh
is looking better all the time.  So which one of you three is in charge of
the four musclepups up there?"  Eric: "None of us wants to assume
responsibility, why?"  Jack: "Only that critical mass is about to occur in
another aisle and then you three are in a big heapa fuckin' trouble. Or
maybe in a big heap of fucking."  Eric: "There about to meet up with Dave
and Bob.  And then there's that big guy, older, from Pittsburgh supposedly
straight, there."  Sam: "That's Gus.  He's Buzz and Tim's father, and he is
straight.  But Tim is gay."  Marsh: "Oh reaaaaaaaaaallllllllllly.  I love a
good challenge.  Tim is gay?  Wow, really?"  Jack: "Stop it horndog.  Don't
go corrupting the straight folk."  Sam: "Gus is rooming with my brother
Dave and my nephew, Dave Jr.  Both straight."  Marsh: "How sad?  Well,
maybe we can find them a nice woman who hasn't had implants the size of
medium size watermelons.  Did you notice they don't move?"  Jack: "Watch,
here it comes.  Red's about to meet Gus anddddddddddddddd, boom."  Sam: "Oh
my god."  John: "His jaw's hanging down to his chest."  Marsh: "Well, Sam,
ya brought a big beefy older man, just Red's type.  Where are Darrell and
Ron to get him under control?"  Eric: "They're behind us somewhere."  Jack:
"I wouldn't say that too loudly in this crowd."  Sam: "Uh oh, Gus is about
to be joined by Dave, and oh no, here comes that Gunther guy who competes."
Eric: "And Branch."  Jack: "Houston we have lift off."

It took another four hours to get through the Expo and stuff down a quick
lunch. The guys then carried bags full of giveaways and purchases back to
the cars and trucks. They swapped goodies for their gym bags.  As Sam and
his buds formed a line to pay for their workouts, Joe glanced around the
not too crowded gym.

Joe: "Nice place."  Sam: "Not too busy."  Bruce: "Yet.  I just saw Eric and
Tom and some of their buddies heading to their cars to get their workout
stuff.  Did you plan on an overload at the gym?"  Sam: "Nope.  Happy
coinkydink."  Matt: "So are we going to go to the hotel and check in and
shower after this?  I don't think this place can accommodate all of us in
the showers, nor have enough hot water."  Steve: "How many muscleheadz can
you get into a shower stall?"  Sam: "Not many of this size.  But I bet they
would have fun trying."  Joe: "Okay, let's change and push some weight."
Joe claimed two lockers in the far room and stripped down.  His cock waved
back and forth, half-hard in front of him.  "See what I got?"  He waved a
brightly coloured strip of cloth.  Sam: "Is that a coaster?"  Joe:
"Noooooooooo, they're workout shorts.  I got a pair for you."  Sam: "Joe, I
don't think I can get my legs through those."  Eric entered from across the
other side of the room: "If I have to wear them, so do you."  Sam turned to
see all 6'5" of Eric standing with his arms crossed over his chest.  The
tiny stretch shorts struggled to contain an obvious python of a cock.
"They bought all of us these wonderful, wonderful workout shorts.  You, me,
Bruce, John, Darrell and Ron."  Steve snorted as he tried to contain his
laugh.  "One size does not always fit all."  Sam: "Somewhere, there are
children being deprived of their gym shorts."  Joe: "It'll be fine when we
hit the weights."  Sam: "We damn well better not be doing squats."

The gym slowly became more crowded as all the buds made their way to the
workout areas.  Sam recognized Al and Jim and walked over to say hello.
Sam: "Hey guys, how are you?"  Al and Jim: "Great.  Boys been shopping for
you guys?  Nice, uh, shorts. Shows the legs off really well and every hair
on your balls."  Sam: "My nuts are somewhere up by my navel now."  Jim:
"They'll stretch once you start working out."  Sam: "My nuts?  Oh the
shorts.  Hey John.  This is Al and Jim, the cops who helped Joe in Chicago
when he was assaulted."  John: "Hey. You're cops?  So am I."  Vic: "Did I
hear cop?  Hey, Jim, Al, ready to lift?  Hi, I'm Vic also a cop."  John:
"John.  And this is my partner Buzz.  Buzz?  Buzz stop drooling.  Close
your mouth."  Joe: "You've lost him in a cop fantasy.  Hey guys."  Joe
hugged Al and Jim not caring that anyone in the gym would see.  Vic: "My
partner's name is Joe too.  Over there."  Joe: "Oh."  Vic: "Yep.  I'm the
bottom whore in this relationship."  Buzz: "I can see why."  John: "Oh,
he's regained consciousness.  Let's hit the weight."  Sam: "Somehow, I
don't think this is going to be one of our better workouts."

Al took Sam aside and asked if he had watched the tape they had sent.  He
admitted he had but Joe had not yet been brave enough to do so.  His
alleged assailants had videotaped everything they did and the hearing was
coming up in three weeks.  Al urged Sam to get Joe ready.

"He has a good case Sam.  But he can't breakdown in questioning.  He needs
to be ready to answer any questions they might throw at him.  What they did
to him was just plain wrong, regardless of being gay men having sex with
gay men.  Just wrong."

Gus had walked up at that time and quickly figured out what they meant.
"Don't worry.  We'll all help Sam work with Joe.  I'm the charge nurse at
the hospital and I got papers to come to the hearing.  I'll be there."

Sam: "You did?  Wow.  Thanks Gus.  Don't worry Al, Jim, we'll have him
ready."

Gus nodded toward where Joe was getting ready to workout with Buzz and
John.  "These men all care very much.  You won't find a closer family.  Hey
you like my shorts?"  Sam glanced down at the striped tight shorts hugging
the older man's massive thighs.

"Joe got those for you didn't he?"

"And some guy named Red."

"I'm Red."  Bruce and Steve walked up, giggled as they surveyed the seen
unfolding and went to hit the squat rack.

Sam squeezed Gus's thick shoulder.  "You're on your own dude.  Good luck.
Oh no, here comes my brother."

"Hi, I'm Red."  Dave blinked and shot Sam a confused look.

"And brother, that's as much warning as you're going to get."

Steve and Matt worked the Hammer Strength machines to give Matt more
control in his recovery.  Steve introduced himself to Richard and Dell.  He
sucked in breath as the last of the friends from both groups entered the
workout area.  "Matt, we have enough gay testosterone here to light up San
Francisco.  And to make it better, here come like six of the pros who are
competing in the contest tomorrow."

Matt nodded so Richard and Dell would turn around.  "So, the question now
is, how many of these guys will be really late checking in to the hotel and
will miss dinner?"

Richard chuckled.  "I'm not a betting man but I'd say lots."

Matt: "Now who are those guys?"  Richard: "Mike and Doug.  Mike's one of
the gym managers for Tom and Red and a trainer.  Doug works as an
accountant now.  Had a bad car accident a while ago but has recovered
nicely."  Steve: "Gee Matt, just like you.  Maybe we should talk with
them."  Matt: "Yeah, I need all the pointers I can get."  Dell: "Now who
are those guys?"  Steve: "Bill and Ken, Ken works for me.  Both are Iraq
vets, had some set backs.  Bill had is legs messed up and is working to
rebuild them.  Ken had a couple of bullet wounds but watched his lover get
killed in front of him.  They have some work to do to feel fully at ease."
Richard: "Well, it's cool they found each other and can settle in for
support."  Matt: "Oh they're not a couple."  Dell: "What?  Look at them?
Look at their faces?  Those are two me in love if I ever saw it."  Steve:
"We think so too.  All of us do.  They just haven't admitted it to
themselves yet."  Richard: "Oh and they are about to meet a couple of the
pros.  Hmmmmm.  I'd say that Ken has a slight sex addiction."  Matt: "You
may be right. And Bill would give anything to be the one to help him."
Steve: "They're rooming together so it may be a weekend of discovery."
Dell: "Oh wouldn't that be nice.  And hot."

The two groups worked out and worked at socializing.  At 6:15, Sam handed
Joe the keys to the truck and told him to head to the hotel to check in.
John and he would get a ride back with Eric.  Tom would be going back with
them.  The three musclepups headed out with their gym bags as their Dads
watched.

Sam grabbed his bag, threw his arm around Eric's shoulder and nodded toward
the door.  "Now let's get our details straight."

Joe steered the big truck the short trip to the hotel and into the
adjoining garage.  "So what are our partners up to?"  Buzz: "Hopefully
planning a little entertainment for later.  So Tom, if you don't mind my
asking?  Is Eric as big as he looks?"  Tom: "Yep."  Buzz: "And you take all
of it?"  Tom: "Yep."  Buzz: "Do you think you could get Eric to fuck me?"
Tom: "That's up to John.  Isn't he your Master?"  Buzz: "Yes, and you're
right.  Damn.  Well, John will just have to fuck me twice as long and twice
as hard."  Joe: "Hey, I thought the four of us were going to have a little
party tonight?'  Buzz: "John hasn't said anything definite.  I think he's
having second thoughts about monopoly."  Tom: "You mean monogamy."  Buzz:
"Not in my world."  Joe: "We haven't even had dinner yet so who knows."
Buzz: "And John did tell me that we were to get ourselves ready and
plugged."  Tom: "Hmmm, I got the same message from Eric.  Our Dads think
alike."

Buzz and Joe were busy helping each other get prepped, cleaned, shaved and
plugged when John and Sam arrived.  They simply swatted each boy on his
tight butt and headed to the showers to get ready for dinner.

Sam had made arrangements at eight for a banquet room at a nearby
restaurant within a few blocks walking.  The gang would be starved and
ready by then. All through the hotel men were getting ready for dinner and
trying to ignore their pent up sexual needs.  Needs that were spiking as a
result of the all the beef wandering the expo.

Ken and Bill checked into their room and stared at the single king size
bed.  Ken tossed his bag into a corner chair and kicked off his gym shoes.
"I don't mind if you don't?"

Bill stripped off his sweaty T and rubbed his hands over his taut upper
body.  "No. I think we can handle a couple of nights together."

"Besides, one of us might get lucky and not come back here tonight."

"Yeah well.  Maybe."  Bill dropped his workout pants and flexed his legs.
"I don't plan to hook up with anyone else."

"No. I'm just saying if it happens and you don't come back, I'll be okay.
Your legs are looking great buddy."  He walked across the room and slid his
hand over the tight thigh as Bill flexed.  "I mean I like spending time
with you.  We get along well."

"Yeah I like being with you.  If you keep feeling my thigh something else
is going to be jealous."  He dropped his underwear and his thick black cock
swung free.

"Would he be jealous if I didn't come back tonight?"

"Yes."

"Well, then that settles it."  *****

Gus, Dave, Dave Jr. and Tim scooted around each other in the hotel room.
Gus stripped off his shirt.  "So, how are we doing the sleeping thing?
Dads in one bed, sons in the other?"

Tim headed to the shower.  "No, I haven't slept in the same bed with my Dad
since I was little.  I think I'd like that."

"Great, but you know I don't put out."

"Oh Dad, don't worry about it, you're not my type.  Too old."  Dave and
Dave Jr. just looked away and stifled their laughter.

"What?  That was a zinger right for the heart.  I'm hurt."  Gus followed
Tim into the bathroom and slapped his bare ass.

"DAD!!!  Stop that.  Or not. I liked it.  Hey you just might get lucky."

"Okay, too much information."  Gus hurried back out of the bathroom to find
Dave and Davey on their bed laughing.  "Gee thanks for being so supportive
guys."

"You're welcome.  But ya got to admit.  He's zapped you a good one."

Gus sighed.  "I was prepared in life for one of my sons to come home and
tell me he knocked up some girl.  Now, here I am with two gay sons.  One's
a slave to a Master who's a man I really like.  And this one is a, a
hormonally imbalanced teenager.  I'm not quite ready for it as much as I
love them.  What'll I do?"

Dave Jr. pretended to drop a shoe.  "Well, don't turn your back on him in
bed."

"Shaddup."

Sam had made reservations and the gang slowly arrived at the appointed
hour.  The waiter didn't seem at all surprised at the amount of beef since
the city was filled with musclehheadz for the weekend.  When the slow
realization set in that not only were these guys beef on the hoof, they
were gay.  His face lit up like a hooker at a Navy pier.  Two other wait
staff soon joined him as drinks were ordered and served.  A cheese and
veggie platter arrived and Joe looked at Sam quizzically.

"Did you order that?"

"Nope."

"The Waiter?"

"I think so.  I think he has our number."  The young man who himself had a
lean muscled athletic build came over and smiled at Sam."

"Sir, would your group like any appetizers?"

"Anything you recommend, if so, just bring a couple.  We're waiting for
four more and then we should probably order."

"Yes SIR, take your time SIR!"  He turned, snapped his fingers and the two
other guys came flying over.

Joe snorted.  "Oh yeah, he has this number on speed dial.  Who are we
waiting for?"

"Ken and Bill aren't here yet.  And Brian Toomey is in town with his
cousin.  You know, crazy ol'man Toomey's actual son."  Just as he said that
Bill and Ken wandered through the door and superwaiter hurried to greet
them.  Ken stepped back slightly and smiled.  Another waiter took their
coats and the third hustled off to get their drinks.

"Did you like pre-tip them?"  Ken's head spun as the three men worked the
crowd.

Joe smiled and chuckled.  "We think they might be gay and have figured us
out."

Bill watched appetizers being walked through the crowd.  "I'm going to hang
out with you guys all the time. Wow, what service!  Oh, that guy is cute.
He could be your brother Ken."  Ken studied the waiter who caught him
watching and flushed red.

Sam leaned against Ken.  "So why were you late?"

Ken looked at Bill.  "Well, we were the last ones to leave the gym and
didn't know it was time. We sorta missed the signal.  We were slow to check
in at the hotel and, thennnn, well, we talked a bit."

Joe raised his eyebrows.  "About?"

Bill shrugged.  "Just the weekend and how we're enjoying it."

Sam was about to comment when the head waiter came in with Brian Toomey and
an extremely attractive man with salt and pepper hair, goatee and confused
look.  Sam waved them over as the waiter skimmed off their coats.  Brain
hugged Sam and Joe.  "Guys this is my cousin Lee Toomey. This is Sam and
his partner Joe."

Sam shook the man's hand.  "You some of the guys who trapped my old man?"
He hesitantly replied yes and found himself in a tight hug.  "Damn, thank
you.  My mom is sooooooo happy.  He was a Grade A asshole, I hope he gets
what he deserves." Lee hugged Joe and kissed the side of his neck.  "I am
beyond happy to have my mom back in my life and my best bud, Brian."

Sam studied the handsome man and thickly muscled body.  "Well, now you'll
have to come home to visit her and drop in on us."

"Oh believe me I will."  Joe shot glances at Lee and Sam.  Lee was
obviously interested.

He was about to respond when the waiter came back somewhat frazzled, to
begin taking dinner orders.  Sam pulled him aside.  "Something wrong?"

"No, not exactly but........well......there's a.......another, group, in the
other party room......it's like a duplicate of this.............group."

"Eric Stout?"

The waiter blinked.  "Um, yeah, how'd you know?"

"Eric's a friend.  Would you give him a message while the other guys take
orders, please?  Tell him, Sam said we're on and do this."  Sam kissed the
waiter full on the mouth and groped his bulging crotch."  The man fell
against him.

The waiter's eyes got huge.  "Oh I can't do that sir."

"Oh but you owe it to yourself to.  There's another 20 in it for you."  The
waiter took a deep breath.  He sucked in his gut and headed to the second
party room.  He returned a few minutes later red as a summer tomato.  Sam
pulled him aside.  "You OK?"

The waiter kissed Sam.  "That's from Mr. Stout."  Then he leaned close and
whispered.  "Is that dick for real?"  Sam nodded.  The guy's jaw dropped
open as he stumbled for words to say.  "Keep your twenty.  I need a drink."

Joe punched Sam in the side.  "You ruined him."

"Oh no.  Give him a couple of minutes and see."  A few minutes later as
food started to arrive, the waiter was a whirlwind of attentive activity.
As he set Sam's plate in front of him, he squeezed Sam's shoulder.  Sam
looked up.  "Who?"

The waiter smiled a big wicked grin.  "Joe and Vic."  He sauntered away
delivering plates.

Joe shook his head in disbelief.  "A date?"

"Ummm, well, that's one word for it."

It took almost three hours for the group to finish dinner.  The two groups
intermingled again over dessert and drinks.  Sam spotted Lee chatting with
Eric and walked over.  Lee had one of the best butt's he had ever seen. "I
see you've met Eric."

"Oh I've known Eric for a number of years.  Before he met Tom while he was
dealing with his loss.  Small world isn't it?"

Sam glanced downward. "Well not all of it is small."  Eric rolled his eyes.
John came over to Sam and said that he and Buzz were heading back to the
room.  Sam acknowledged the comment as the waiter brought back the receipt
for dinner.  A standard gratuity had been added for the large group but Sam
slipped a wad of bills into the waiter's hand.  "Split this with the other
two guys please."

The waiter's jaw dropped.  "Oh sir, this is too much."

"It's from all of the guys.  Or would you rather just grope Eric again?"
Before the guy could answer Eric grabbed his hand and slid it down the
front of his jeans.

"HOLY Fuck!"  He looked at Tom.  "Is that?  Could that? Do you and how, no
way, do you?"  Tom slowly smiled and nodded yes.  "Woooowwww.  Oh come back
to Columbus anytime, please?"

Eric slipped him a card.  "If you ever find yourself in Illinois, we're not
all that far from Chicago.  Do you go to IML?"  The waiter grinned.  "We'll
be there this year, give us a call."  Sam also slid him a card and made the
same offer for Pittsburgh.  The guy wandered away to find the other two
waiters.

Joe nudged Sam.  "You guys made his day.  I'd say he's quite moist."

"It'll make things easier for Joe later."

Lee shook his head in disbelief.  "DO you guys always work a crowd this
way?"

Sam pursed his lips.  "Nope, first time.  Hopefully not the last.  Hey, Joe
and I need to get back to met John and Buzz, see ya tomorrow at the expo.
Lee I hope we can get more time to chat."  He winked at Eric as they
slipped on their jackets.

It was a cool but not cold evening and 100's of people were wandering the
streets around the convention center and the Short North.  Sam unlocked the
hotel room door and walked into a dimly lit room.  Buzz was on his knees
between the beds.  He wore high lace boots, a hood over his head and eyes
and his hands were cuffed behind his back.  John stood quietly by his side
in harness, leather jock and high boots.

"Gentlemen, my boy here would like to express his gratitude to both of you
for all you have done for him.  He loves you both and offers himself to you
for your pleasure."  John laid his hand on the top of Buzz's leather
covered head.  The young man lowered himself to the floor.  "This hood has
ear blocks so he can't hear much if anything. He wishes to pay homage to
your boots."  Sam stepped forward and John gave Buzz a signal to kiss each
boot.  He did likewise for Joe.

Sam shook John's hand.  "We'd be honoured to share Buzz.  We love both of
you and consider ourselves lucky to count you as our friends."

Joe nodded quietly.  "I agree.  But excuse me while I clean myself a bit.
Hopefully, Buzz will not be the only one to get fucked tonight.  If Sam
allows, John, please?"  Sam nodded.  Joe kissed Sam and hurried to the
bathroom.  Buzz waited patiently while Sam stripped and replaced only his
boots.  Joe returned also naked except for his boots.  John tapped Buzz on
the shoulder and the man opened his mouth.

"He's wishes to suck your cock Sam."  Joe was about to kneel before John
but the cop stopped him.  "No Joe, I don't get my pleasure until Buzz has
done his duty to both of you."

Joe tipped his head to one side.  "Don't be greedy then Sam."

John chuckled.  "Oh Buzz here can handle two big dicks in his mouth at
once.  He's been practicing.  Buzz had been kissing and licking Sam's long
thick dick and fat low hanging balls.  Sam was about to pull Joe to his
side when Buzz sucked the whole shaft down in one smooth move.

"Damn.  What's he been practicing on?"

John took a deep breath.  "I bought him a new dildo cause my dick was
getting way too sore.  He could give Hoover a run for its money."  Sam held
the back of Buzz's head as the man worked the thick shaft deep into his
throat.  Sam's legs began to shake after 10 minutes.

"Damn, Joe take some of this otherwise he's gonna suck my load out before
we've hardly started."  Sam tapped his head and Buzz let the big shaft drop
free to swing pendulously from side to side.  Joe leaned forward and Buzz
began his worship of his buddy's slightly smaller cock.  The two lovers
kissed as Buzz worked their dicks.  Sam pulled John to them in a three-way
kiss and Buzz nudged what he hoped was his lover's leg.

"Oh, he hates having his hands cuffed but sometimes he gets too forward
with the fingers.  John knelt to unlock the cuffs, then stood up and took a
stance with his feet wider apart.  Buzz began to work his hand between the
cop's hard muscular butt cheeks to find the wet moist hole.  His other hand
did the same to Joe but his mouth constantly worked the two men's dicks.
Joe's body jerked as he fought off shooting when Buzz's talented fingers
found his trigger.  He playfully bit Sam's shoulder.  "Sam, would you like
to fuck my boy."

"Oh fuck yeah, if his ass sucks dick as good as his mouth, I won't last
long."

"He's counting on multiple loads up has ass so feel free to shoot.  He
requested you both fuck him tonight at least twice.  He doesn't want to
appear too piggy."

Sam smiled evilly.  "Oh he won't have to worry about that."  John tapped
the hooded man's shoulder and Buzz got to his feet.  John led him to the
bed and helped him to his back.  He raised both thick muscular legs to show
Sam and Joe and large butt plug deep inside the greased hole.

"Your towel sir.  He just asks that we replace the plug when we are
finished with him tonight."  Sam popped the plug and handed it to John.  He
raised Buzz's legs to his shoulders and pushed his hard shaft into the
quivering musclepup.  Buzz groaned and let out a long slow breath.

John giggled.  "Nothing like a pig's happy noise.  Joe, over here please."
Joe stood above Buzz's face as John took the young man's stiff prick and
brushed the dripping head against the wet lips.  Buzz moaned louder as both
men fucked him from either end.  His hands searched for John who stayed
just out of reach.  John looked at the clock then quietly slipped to the
door as Sam and Joe continued there sexual pounding of their buddy.  John
checked the peephole a couple of times before opening the door and
admitting Eric and Tom.

Tom watched hungrily as Buzz flopped between the two musclemen.  "Hmm, one
of my favourite positions."  John's eyes glinted as both men kissed him.

"Gentlemen, please get ready.  We have a game plan to keep Buzz on a sexual
high for at least another couple of hours."  A loud moan and groan from
Buzz made the five men laugh.  "He can't really hear much with that hood.
So you're presence will really confuse him.  These two have been at it for
about an hour now so I think they may need a break."  Eric and Tom stripped
to boots and double hugged John.

"Thank you for sharing your boy with us.  He's a fine looking young man and
we are pleased to get to know you both."

Tom groped John's ample pouch.  "I'm hoping you'll share some of that with
me tonight."

John slipped his tongue deep into the handsome dark-haired man's mouth.
"Gladly."  He turned just in time to see Eric stroke his dick.  "Holy fuck.
No wonder the Cubs struggle.  You stole their best bat.  Oh I can't wait to
hear Buzz's reaction to that."

Sam waved his hand.  "Why don't Joe and I switch, Eric, I'd love to watch
you fuck my boy while Buzz sucks his dick."  Joe almost fell backwards from
Buzz's sucking mouth.

"Um, I have a plug in too but not one in proportion to that.  You may have
to work it a bit.  But I'll make the sacrifice."  Joe stepped around to
slip his dick into Buzz's ass as Tom slipped his cock into the still open
mouth.  There was a moment when Buzz seemed to be confused but a stiff cock
was filling his throat to be sucked and he proudly did his duty.  Joe
fucked away as Eric stepped behind him and dropped to his knees.  He popped
the plug from Joe's ass and replaced it with his tongue.  Joe looked up at
Sam.  Sam walked behind Tom and reached around to pinch the erect nipples.

"Sammmmmm, you told."  Joe's eyes rolled to the back of his head as Eric's
tongue slid deeply into the moist cavity.  "Oh damn I love that."  John
stood to one side knowing Buzz was now confused and trying to figure out
what was happening.  He thought John was playing with Joe. He knew it was
not Sam's cock in his mouth anymore.  Sam slid his still stiff prick deep
into Tom's bodybuilder butt and held tightly.  He let Tom fuck Buzz's mouth
and fuck himself on the stiff prick at the same time.  Eric stood up,
placed the head of his monster cock against Joe's dripping hole and pushed
forward.  Joe spasmed and went limp for a moment.  Eric let the man set
himself on the skewer then wrapped his arms around the smaller man to hold
him tightly and fuck Buzz with Joe's body.

John's jaw dropped at the sexual vision before him.  "Oh I gotta get some."
He unsnapped the pouch from his jock and stepped onto the bed to straddle
Buzz.  Buzz's body stiffened for a moment and his hand slapped John's calf.
He was signaling "five" and an okay.  "The little piggy figured out we have
other guests.  Such a smart fuck."

He slid his cock into Tom's mouth and face fucked him, while Sam fucked his
ass and Buzz sucked his dick.  Joe recovered enough to focus on the cop's
muscle butt flexing before him.  He reached up, pushed John's cheeks apart
and buried his tongue.  Eric continued to hold Joe and fuck Buzz with Joe's
cock while he fucked Joe's ass.  Joe felt his body spasm as his load rushed
into Buzz's ass.  Buzz felt the hot spunk and groaned loudly running his
hands up and down John's thick legs.

Joe fell limply against Eric.  "I thick we have a casualty here."

"Give me couple minutes.  I've never experienced anything like that
before."  John pulled his cock from Tom's mouth as Sam's filled Tom's butt.
He sat down on Buzz's chest and checked the hood.  Buzz smiled and signaled
he was feeling great and asked for the next person.  Tom stepped around to
begin his fucking of the one-shot butt.  Sam and John exchanged places so
Buzz could now suck his lover's cock while John sucked Sam.  Buzz's hands
searched for the fifth person but Eric quietly dropped to his knees to suck
his boy's ass, then stepped up to fuck him.  Within minutes Tom's load
joined Joe's.

Eric grinned.  "Sam, you're next."

"Don't even think about fucking me with that weapon."

"Don't think you could take it?"

Sam smirked.  "Oh I could take it but I'd shoot off so damned fast, poor
Buzz would just be confused."

"Well, then you'll just have to settle for some tongue."

Joe and Tom lay in each other's arms stroking their dicks back into
erection for the next round as Sam fucked Buzz and Eric ate Sam's ass.  Sam
soon shot his load and was replaced with John.  Sam gladly rimmed his cop
pal while Eric joined Tom and Joe in a mass of arms legs and dicks.  Buzz
became very verbal when he knew it was John fucking him since he didn't
have a cock filling his mouth.

John smiled. "Someone's going to have to get the paddle for that potty
mouth."  Sam wrapped his arms around John's legs and drove his tongue
deeper into the sweaty cop.  "Oh shit."  John slowly withdrew as Buzz lay
on the bed in anticipation.  Eric took his place and raised the boy's legs
over his shoulders.  Buzz felt the massive cock head push forward and
sucked in a deep breath.

"OH.....MY......GAWD!!!!!  It's got to be Eric." Eric slowly filled the man's
stretched hole as Buzz moaned ohmygawd over and over.  The others watched
the master fuck the willing slave.  Buzz became a limp rag doll in Eric's
huge arms.  It was a good 20 minute ride before Eric shot his load to join
the other four.  He slowly let his dick shrink a bit before withdrawing as
Buzz lay across the bed panting.  His own cock throbbed and bounced against
his tight abs.

John quietly smiled and tenderly rubbed the top of Buzz's head.  He took
his finger and ran it along the thick bottom of the red cock.  Buzz
trembled and moaned as his load burst out covering his chest.  "He's
learned that well."

Buzz lay on the bed whimpering as John undid the hood and removed it.  He
blinked and looked around the room as much as he could.

"My legs are cramping but damn you guys did a fine job of fucking me.  Tom,
Eric, thank you for coming.  Uh, no puns intended."

John kissed his lover.  "You okay?"

"I need to flex my legs a bit."  John helped him up.

"So you just about ready for the next round?"

"Could I do it without the hood, please sir?"

"Sure."

Buzz sucked and fucked all five men again.  But this time Joe and Tom got
in some hot cock time.  Buzz lay at the center of a heap of sweaty cum
covered men in a totally disheveled bed.  John kissed his forehead and
hugged him close.  "Anyone here hungry?"

After nearly three hours of hot sex all six men admitted they were starved.
Sam got up and rummaged through the hotel materials on the desk.  "There's
a pizza place listed here that delivers until 2 AM.  And."  He thumbed
through a paper he had picked up at the restaurant.  "It's also listed in
the gay paper.  Pizza anyone?"  Sam called in an order which they promised
to deliver in 45 minutes.  Eric stretched pulling Tom to his swollen tit.

"We have time to shower so why don't Tom and I head back to our room, clean
up and we'll be back in time for pizza.  Funny how we ended up on the same
floor?"

Sam smiled.  "Funny, yeah. Sound like a plan. John why don't you and Buzz
hit the shower."  Tom and Eric pulled their jeans back on, grabbed their
shirts and shoes and walked down the hall to their room.  No one paid any
attention to two partially clad bodybuilders this weekend.

John held Buzz under the hot spray and kissed him long and hard.  "You were
amazing tonight, not only with Sam and Joe but Eric and Tom."

Buzz nuzzled against him.  "I thought I was going to pass out though when
Eric fucked me.  That is one motherfucking huge cock.  Tom is one amazing
dude to suck and fuck that thing every day.  No wonder he's always smiling.
Well, that and I think they are deeply in love."

"Yeah they are, it's obvious.  I hope my love for you is obvious.  Tell me
though would you do that again?"

Buzz pulled back and began soaping John's broad chest working his way down
to the stiffening dick.  "If you asked me to, yes.  I am yours to serve you
and whomever you ask me to please.  But to be honest, if you were to tell
me you wanted to have a monogamous relationship, I would serve you with the
same passion and pleasure.  I think Sam and Joe are basically very
monogamous.  And Tom told me that he and Eric seldom play around and only
do so as a couple when they feel they are on equal footing with the other
men. And that no one will get hurt physically or emotionally"

"When did you learn all this?"

"Today at the Expo.  I'm sure you thought we were chatty and all hot over
all the beef but we were sharing notes on relationships and what works.  I
love you, John, and I want to be devoted to you."

John took the soap and washed his boy.  He turned him around to wash the
broad back and down between the round butt cheeks.  Buzz trembled.  "A bit
sore eh?  I have some cream I got in California that will help with that."

"I know what else would help."  Buzz pushed back and bent forward pulling
John's stiff rod back into his still slick butthole.  "One more quick
fuck."

Sam and Joe were not to be outdone.  While John and Buzz showered, Joe was
on his back, legs over Sam's shoulders, Sam's cock buried to the balls.
Sam shot another hot load deep inside his lover just as John and Buzz
turned off the water.  Joe sighed contently.  "I can sleep just fine
tonight having that last little fuck with you, oh and some pizza.  What do
you think the other guys are doing tonight?"

Sam rolled to his side and played with Joe's ringed nips.  "Well, my guess
is that Steve and Matt have hooked up with Mike and Doug.  Since Thad
didn't make it, I'd say Brian is with Darrell, Ron and Red. Scott and Ron,
oh well, `nuff said.  Bruce and Steve are probably out site seeing, maybe
hooked up somewhere, but they stay very much to themselves.  Gus and Dave
are probably in a bar somewhere watching sports with Dave Jr. And Tim's
trolling.  Or, I don't know, they may all be asleep by now."

"Ken and Bill?"

Sam sat on the end of the bed as John and Buzz emerged with towels wrapped
around their waists.  "Hopefully, by now they've come to their senses."

John giggled.  "Hurry up guys, pizza in 15."

The night had been chilly but not cold.  The streets were crowded with
people from the Arnold. It was a gallery crawl night in the Short North.
Ken and Bill had wandered through a couple of galleries to check out the
artwork but then headed back to their hotel room.  They were having a lot
of fun together chatting just about anything that came to mind. Ken dropped
his coat on a chair and sat on the end of the bed to kick off his shoes.
Bill hung up his jacket then walked over and stood in front of Ken.

"Are you going to go out to that bar about what, three blocks away?"  Ken
shook his head no.  Bill kicked off his shoes, pulled off his sweater and
T, then dropped and shucked his jeans.  He stood in front of Ken in just
his snug boxer briefs.  Ken quietly looked up.  "Ken I can't think of
anyone in whose arms I would rather spend the night."  He took a deep
breath.  "I know you seem to have a mental block about getting too close
because of what happened in Iraq.  But I ain't going anywhere. It's beyond
my comprehension that you saw your lover killed in front of your eyes.  But
please give me chance.  I want to be with you.  I know you been searching
and I hear the stories about what you do when you aren't around me.  Let me
try."

A tear rolled down Ken's cheek.  "I'm scared Bill.  I don't want to be in
love with someone and then lose them again.  I have too much crazy stuff
going on in my head."

"Let me help you with that."  Bill knelt on the floor between his knees.
"I ain't going to promise I'm perfect, hell you know my legs alone are a
challenge.  I have some mental issues over that and some other things I
need to work through.  I'm not going to get shot or blown up, and and,
well, dammit, I been fighting my feeling for you cause I didn't know how
you might feel.  How do you feel?"

Ken swallowed.  "I like being with you, more than just workouts and
hanging.  I want to love you but I'm having trouble letting go."

"I know that and I don't expect you to stop loving someone you lost in some
stupid shit war.  But I'd like a chance to build a new love with
you. Please?"  Ken studied the handsome face, slipped his hand around the
muscular neck and brought their lips together.  The two men trembled but
found a new life in a long kiss.  Bill broke the kiss and pulled Ken's
sweatshirt over his head.  He pulled him to his feet and undid the button
on his jeans, pushed them down and ran his hands back up over the tightly
muscled chest.  Ken pushed Bill's briefs down to let them fall to the
floor, fell to his knees and kissed the bulbous head of the immense black
cock.  He ran his tongue over the dripping head and piss slit sending
tremors through Bill's body.  Slowly, he worked the long stiff cock deep
into his throat.  Bill placed his hand on the back of his head to hold his
prick in place.

Ken stayed that way for a couple of minutes letting his throat expand
before pulling off.  He stood up and kicked off his jeans and underwear.
Bill ran his hands lightly over the round hard muscular butt.  Ken moaned.
"I need you Bill but I need to be clean for you so you have to wait a few
minutes.  I promise I'll hurry."  Ken grabbed a small kit from his bag and
ran to the bathroom.  Bill set the lights in the room on low and flopped
across the bed.  His cock throbbed in anticipation.  Ken returned in a few
minutes and stretched out on top of the lean man.  Their bodies were a
muscled contrast in black and white.  They kissed as their hands explored.
Bill flipped Ken to his back.

"I'll be gentle."

"No, don't be.  I need you to claim me as your own.  Fuck me hard."

Bill smiled.  "Well, we're not quite there yet."  He slowly kissed Ken then
worked his way down the lean muscled body, licking, nipping and massaging
every inch.  Ken's large round nipples swelled with blood from the hard
work and biting.  He writhed underneath the sleek hardness of Bill's ebony
body as the man sucked and licked the big round balls and swallowed the
heavily veined shaft to the base.  Ken sighed in relief as Bill moved down
to lick and caress his legs and feet then felt himself tense as the man
began his return assault.  Bill wrapped his hand tightly around the big
dick.

"You know, you're expecting me to fuck you and claim you as my own, but
this man will not live by fucking your hot blond ass alone.  Nosiree Kenny
boy, you're going to be buryin' that pretty white tool up my black ass in
return for every time I fuck yours."

Ken smiled at the leering man who chuckled at his own declaration. "We'll
see."  Bill straddled the laughing man, pushed his arms up over his head to
pin them against the top of the bed.  He pushed his legs between Ken's
prying them apart then slid them up until they were splayed to each side.
"You lubed?"  Ken moaned.  "Get ready."  He expertly slid his cock up
against the loose pucker and pushed the fat cockhead past the point of
entry. Ken moaned loudly. Bill's shaft sunk deeper in to the thrusting man.

"OHFUCKKKKKKKKKING DAMNYEAH.  Ahmmmmmmmm."  Bill slowly rocked their two
bodies until Ken picked up on the rhythm. Their bodies worked in union.
Ken was gasping for breath after about 25 minutes of Bill's ass splitting
fucking.  Then Bill stopped.  "No!"  Ken bucked his body to keep Bill
fucking.

"Sorry, my turn.  I cleaned myself before cause I had hope beyond hope that
I was gonna declare my love for you and get you to fuck me.  Pop out the
plug and go at it soldier."  Ken blinked and looked confused for a couple
of moments then reached down and felt the base of the butt plug firmly
planted in Bill's ass.

"You dawg.  You had this in all night."  He pushed and twisted it until
Bill's whole body shook.

Bill rolled on his back and raised his legs.  "And don't you shoot.  I want
both of us to shoot together, all over my chest."  Ken aimed his cock at
the pink pucker and pushed forward.  "Damn baby, fuck me hard."  Ken
wrapped his arms around the flexible man and deeply kissed him.  His cock
pistoned the hungry ass until Bill pleaded for him to stop or he would not
be able to control his own dick.

Ken quickly pulled back.  "That's OK, because I'm ready too."  Bill twisted
the man's erect nips as he felt the cock flop from his ass.  Ken gave his
tool a couple of strokes and sent waves of thick juice across the sweaty
black man's perfect chest.  Bill's cock expanded in size and without so
much as a single stroke spewed copious cum to mix with Ken's.  "Do you
always cum like that?"

Bill propped himself on his elbows and looked at the thick pools of man
juice on his chest and abs.  "No, so I'll take it as a sign that this was
meant to be."  Ken sighed contentedly.  "Oh it's right."  He pushed Bill
back and stretched out on top of him.

"Ewwwww, we're gonna be like glued together."

"You know it.  Hey, you hungry?"  Bill nodded. "Let's order a pizza to be
delivered.  I'll call while you shower."

It was a very busy night for the young college athlete.  Delivering pizzas
during the Arnold weekend was always good for great tips and lots of eye
candy.  Terry only had two more deliveries to the same hotel and then he
was done for the night.  Strange, it was only two orders for five pizzas.
Party time.  He parked his car in a safe spot, and not so calmly rode the
elevator.  The bars and streets were packed with people. He was eager to be
off duty to meet his buds at Tradewinds and maybe get lucky.  He checked
the room number as he turned the corner in the hallway and there stood two
huge beefy men.  Both wore snug black jeans, were barefoot and wearing
those big oversized muscle shirts that hug all the lumps and bumps.  The
tallest man smiled at him.

"Those for Sam?"  Terry looked up at the steely blue eyes, shaved head and
thick bushy moustache.  He opened his mouth but nothing came out.  "Son,
are you okay?"  Terry squeaked yes.  "Let me pay for them.  Sam's way too
generous."  He fished in his pocket for money.  The shirt barely reached
the top of the jeans and the big hand pushed the jeans down to the top of
the pubic line.  Terry blinked at the size of the basket.

The smaller but thickly muscled man shook his head.  "You're confusing him
Eric."  At that point the hotel room door opened and Sam in only his
underwear interrupted.

"I thought I heard you out here.  No you can't pay for that."  He pulled
Terry into the room before Eric could hand him the money.  Two more beefy
men in underwear were tangled arm in arm on a bed.  Sam and Eric tussled in
the hallway.  Eric's jeans came unzipped din the process and the top of his
mega dick was in clear sight.  Terry leaned against the wall for support.

"I, uh, gentleman, the total is $45.00 with your drinks."  It was obvious
the one big man on the bed had a full erection in his boxer briefs and the
smaller man with the shaved head was not shy about fondling it.

"There are five pizzas here."  Tom took the boxes as Eric and Sam postured
to pay rubbing up against Terry.

"OH, I have another order for a Ken down the hall."

"Hey we'll pay for that one too. They're celebrating. At least we hope they
are."

"Uh, okay.  You guys competing?"

Sam split the tab with Eric just as Joe opened the bathroom door and stood
naked in the doorframe.  "Nope just here for the expo and the fun.

"Yeah, um, fun."  Terry felt his dick stiffen.

Eric handed him the money and a generous tip.  "Sorry to confuse you.  You
lift?  Look like you have a pretty good build."

"Uh, ayah.  I play baseball at OSU and lift to train but coach says I can't
get big like you guys.  Interferes with my flexibility."

Joe wandered out of the bathroom and pulled on a pair of gym shorts.  "It
doesn't have to.  You have to balance your training.  Good luck."

"Um, thanks, oh and thanks for the tip."

Sam studied the handsome young man.  "Uh, we ordered pizza at a place
listed in the, um, well, gay paper."

Terry blushed.  "Yeah, well, I'm gay, and I assume since you read the
paper...."

"Yeppers."

Terry took a deep breath.  "Wow, well, uh, you all look hot, I mean great.
No, I take that back you all looking fucking hot and I gotta get big like
you guys.  Enjoy the Expo.  Gotta deliver this.  Bye."

Tom flopped in a chair.  "I think we rattled his cage."

John pushed Buzz's hand away from his hardon.  "Time to eat dude.  Yeah,
ya'd think he never saw a bunch of gay muscleheadz before."

Joe nodded his head.  "Mrelbdly."

"Don't talk with you mouth full."

Terry let his breath slowly escape as headed down the hallway to the corner
room.  He tugged at his crotch to get his stiff dick to behave.  He was way
hot now and needed to get out to the bar and find him some beefy men.  He
knocked on the door and Ken answered. A towel hung around his waist.  He
waved him in and walked to his jeans to get his money.

"Um, no, the guys down the hall paid for it already.  There names were Eric
and Sam.  Big......."  Bill opened the bathroom door and stepped part way
out.  "men."  Terry's jaw dropped at the sight of the nearly 12-inch cock.

"Ahhh, those dweebs.  Well we can at least tip."  Ken handed him some money
which he dropped.  As he bent over to pick it up he almost pulled off Ken's
towel.

"Oh gee sorry."  Ken chuckled.

"I'm sure you got an eyeful in their room."

"Well."  Terry blushed.  "They said you were celebrating."

"Yeah, we finally admitted to each other that we got a thing going on."

"Oh, cool.  Well thanks."  Ken looked at the flustered young man, then at
Bill.

"You okay?"

"Well, just a bit wound now.  The sight of all you big guys, and you're
like all gay and I'm like getting really horny now and ah damn, I better go
before I make a fool of myself.  This was my last delivery."

Bill smiled at his nervousness.  "You were going back to the shop?"

"No, I'll return the bag in the morning.  I had already paid for the pizzas
so I wouldn't have to go back.  I think I need to hard out. HEAD out."  He
giggled nervously.

"Well, you're welcome to join us for a slice of pizza."  Terry stuffed the
money in his pocket.  He took a deep breath, pursed his lips and puffed out
his cheeks in frustration.  His cock was screaming for release and
obviously pushing out his jeans.

He slowly nodded his head.  "Yeah, I'd like that."

The game plan Saturday morning was for the guys to do breakfast on their
own and then meet at the main ticket counter at 9:30 AM.  They'd have time
to do more of the Expo and take in some of the other events such as bench
press, Olympic press, strong man and more.  The gang was assembling with
their new friends from Illinois.  There were only a few stragglers.  Ken
and Bill showed up with Terry following along.  He blushed when Sam, Eric
and their roommates waved.  No secrets there.  Joe and Vic sauntered up
with the waiter from the night before to which everyone went ahhhhhhhhh.

Gus, Dave, Dave Jr. and Tim finally showed up about 10 minutes late.

"Leave it to the straight people to be late."

Sam nudged Tim.  So how was it rooming with your Dad now that the big
secret is out?"  "Uh, you mean sleeping with my Dad?  Gus's face went beet
red.  "He spooned against me all night and had his hardon nearly buried up
my butt."

"I did not.  Did I?"  Tim just smiled and nodded hesitantly.  "Oh my, Tim I
didn't mean that, well, that way."

"It's okay dad, stiff cocks happen.  A little bit more and we would have
been very intimate but I don't mind.  I couldn't think of anyone with whom
I'd rather have sex."

Gus squinted and tilted his head.  "Somehow that doesn't make this any
better."

The gang filed through the crowded doors and soon became splintered into
interest groups.  Tim found himself with Ken, Bill, Scott, Ron and Terry.
It became quite apparent that Terry and Tim were going to be inseparable
the rest of the day.

It was another full day of browsing the vendors booths in the Expo,
cruising the beefy lifters, watching the various event unfold on the main
stage and gathering samples of supplements given away everywhere.

They had wondered out of the convention center long enough at times to find
lunch and at four, they were all in need of some down time and naps.

Eric and Sam handed flyers to everyone with the address and directions to a
restaurant where they had reserve a single big room for the big crowd of
big beefy men.  Tim was overheard telling Terry he would be in Ken and
Bill's room that night and to meet him when he got off work.

Dave slid his arm over Gus's broad shoulder as they walked back to their
hotel room.  It's all right Gus.  You know these May -- December romances
are tough."  Gus elbowed his new friend.

"Well, I get a bed alone to myself tonight to maybe that was my objective
all along."

Dave Jr. snickered as he walked with Scott and Ron.  "Nice try Gus."

Sam closed the hotel room door and hugged Joe to him.  "So we take a little
nap, shower, drive up to Easton, do a little shopping and hen go to the
restaurant.  Okay?"  Joe nodded as he watched Sam strip naked.

"You're getting naked to nap?"

"Sure."  Joe shrugged and lost his clothes.  A few seconds later a naked
John and Buzz joined them in one king size bed.

Joe lay in the middle of the heap of muscle flesh.  "Someone's dick is not
napping."

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