Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 11:07:44 -0500
From: atreyu@cyberdude.com
Subject: "Mario's Workout"

Disclaimer - This is a story about male to male consensual sex.  If that
offends you, then read no further.  If that doesn't offend you, then do
what you wanna do!  You must be of legal age in your area to read this and
it must be legal for you to view it.  If you aren't or it's not, then do us
both a favor and leave!  You have been warned!

To Jimmy, Freddy, Peter, and all the others who encouraged me to write a
sequel:  Here it is!  I'm sorry it's so long but I hope you like it.

No copyright statement here cuz I'm not gonna waste my money on a lawyer to
sue you if steal this.  But, you are a sorry s.o.b. if you DO copy it and
lazy as hell to boot!  ;-)

This story is the sequel to "Mario's Massage" and, like it, is total
fantasy.  It is not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of actor
Mario Lopez.

MARIO'S WORKOUT

As Kip Hastings pushed the doorbell button, he glanced around at his
surroundings.  This is some spread, he thought, as he surveyed the
carefully landscaped lawn and gardens.  Kip turned back to the door and
pushed the button again.  He could hear the chimes go off in the house and
he started fidgeting, impatient to get in and start his work.

At 26, Kip was young for an electrician.  Most master electricians were in
their thirties but Kip had started his electrical apprenticeship as a
teenager.  He was extraordinarily gifted in learning and for some reason,
electricity fascinated him.  His parents had wanted him to go to college
and get an engineering degree but Kip decided to get some work experience
before he went to school.  He loved working in people's homes and hearing
his customers praise him for solving their problems.

Inside the house, Mario Lopez lay asleep in the master bedroom.  He was
stretched out on the bed, the sheets barely covering his body.  As the
doorbell rang, he turned over on his back, grabbed the sheets, and pulled
them up.  Mario slowly opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at the
clock on the stand next to his bed.  Jeez, it's 7:30 in the morning, he
thought.  Who the hell is bothering me at this hour?

Mario heard the chimes ring again.  Sighing, he threw the sheets back and
rubbed his face while his head cleared.  Since he slept nude, Mario stood
up, walked over to his dresser, and put on a robe that barely covered his
muscular, athletic physique.  Stumbling slightly, he walked out of the
bedroom to answer the door.

Kip was irritated that no one answered the door after his second ring.  He
opened his notebook and pulled out his work order for the residence to
check and make sure he had the right address.  He looked up at the numbers
next to the door and knew he had the right house.  He looked back down at
the work order again to check the contact instructions.  Yep, he was
supposed to be there at 7:30 today.  Shaking his head slowly, Kip pushed
the button again and knocked several times as well.

"Alright, already, I'm coming!"  Mario shouted from inside the house.  He
came down the stairs, unlocked the door, and opened it.

"Yeah?"

Kip paused for several seconds.

"Can I help you?"

"Mr. Lopez?"

"Yeah, that's me."

"I'm . . . . uhhhhhhhh, I'm here to replace your lights, sir."

Mario looked puzzled a moment and then said, "My lights?  My lights are fine."

"Uhhhh, I have a work order here to replace some lights with fluorescent
lighting, sir.  I'm with Valley Electric."

Mario continued to look perplexed a moment and then broke out in a grin.
"Oh yeahhhhhh, right!  I'm sorry, I forgot.  My agent actually called . . .
. and I sorta remember him telling me someone would be coming, but I didn't
know when.  C'mon in, man."

As Lopez invited him in, Kip's face lit up in recognition.  "Mmmmmmm,
excuse me for asking but aren't you Mario Lopez?  The actor?"

Mario laughed and said, "Yeah, that's me.  C'mon in."

Kip walked past Mario and into the house.  He looked around and was
impressed by Lopez's taste in furnishings.

"You like it?" Mario asked, noting Kip's glance.

"Yeah!  It's nice, sir.  I like trendy furnishings."

Lopez smiled and said, "You don't have to call me sir.  How old are you
anyway?  What's your name?"

Kip turned towards Lopez and said, "I'm 26.  My name is Kip Hastings."

"Hell, man, I turn 26 this year!  So, I need to be calling you 'sir'!"

Kip laughed.  "Nah, that's okay.  How about I call you Mr. Lopez and you
just call me Kip?"

Lopez thought a moment.  "No, how about I call you Kip and you call me
Mario? That's easier."

"Thanks, Mister . . uhhhhhhhh, I mean Mario."  Kip looked around the
hallway.  "Mmmmmmmm, what lights do you need replaced?"

"C'mon with me and I'll show you." Mario turned and started walking down
the hallway.  Smiling broadly, Kip watched Mario walk away and slowly
followed him.

Kip had known he was attracted to men since his early teens and was
beginning to accept the fact that he was probably gay.  At 6', 190 pounds,
light blond hair and blue-green eyes, Kip was quite a looker.  He exercised
regularly and his muscular body had a defined and toned physique.

Kip had had a few experiences with guys but they had never been very
fulfilling for him.  He was a passionate man and none of the men he had
been with had ever really excited him.  It seemed all they wanted to do was
hop in the sack with him and hop back out again.

When Lopez had opened his door, Kip was surprised and felt an erotic rush
inside him. He had watched the hispanic stud for years on TV and thought he
had one of the sexiest and hottest bodies in Hollywood.  Now, he was
getting to see him up close and the thought of being around Lopez made him
ecstatic.

Mario walked into his den and waited for Kip to enter.

"This is one room where I need the lights," he said as Kip walked in.  "I
like fluorescent lighting and this house had very few when I bought it.
So, I want to change out the lights in several of the rooms.  You think you
can handle that?"

"Sure.  No problem."

"Good.  I'm gonna be working out and doing some other things today so if
you need anything, let me know."  Mario began to tell Kip where the kitchen
was if he got thirsty and where the bathroom was, as well as the general
layout of the house.

As Lopez talked, Kip observed him closely.  Mario's robe was loose and open
at his chest.  He could see the ridges of Lopez's muscular pecs and a light
covering of black hair.  Kip had a strong urge to walk over and rip Mario's
robe off but he merely continued to nod while Lopez continued to speak.  As
Mario's voice droned on, Kip began to look down at the latino's legs.  The
robe only went down to below his full crotch and the sight of Mario's
muscular legs excited him.

" . . . . so don't worry if the phone rings and rings.  I don't always
answer it."  Mario paused a minute. "Kip?  You okay?"

Kip looked up quickly and said, "Yeah, sure!"

"Cool!  Well, you know what needs replacing, so start wherever you want.
Holler if you need me."  With a final nod at him, Lopez smiled and walked
out of the room.

As Kip looked around the den, he noticed a door in the far corner.  He
walked over to it, opened it, and turned on the light switch.

The lights came on and revealed a room full of weights and exercise
equipment.  This must be where he works out, he thought.  He walked in and
looked around carefully.  The walls were covered with mirrors and there
were several universal machines as well as free weights scattered around
the room.  Without the lights, the room was dim as it only had one window.

"I see you found my weight room."

Started, Kip turned around to see Mario smiling and standing in the
doorway.  He was wearing a white tank top and a pair of grey sweatpants
that had been cut off to make shorts.  His chest jutted out boldly
underneath the shirt and his muscular arms were evidence of strenuous
workouts.  As Kip glanced at Mario's cock, he noticed a pronounced bulge in
the shorts that excited him and made his desire increase.

Kip smiled and cleared his throat.  "Man, this is a nice room, Mario.
You've got a lot of equipment in here."

Mario walked in the room and looked around.  "Thanks.  I've always worked
out since I was on the wrestling team in high school and now I can work out
here, without having to get out and go to a gym.  It's a lot more
convenient for me, especially when my schedule is so hectic at times.  I've
got some more equipment on the set at work but I work out here more than
there."  Lopez paused a moment.  "Hey, you can go ahead and start in here
if you want.  I'm fixin to work out anyway."

As Mario headed for the sink, Kip hesitated a moment and asked, "You sure I
won't bother you while you work out?"

"Nah . . . . I won't be in here that long and by the time you're ready to
change out the light, I'll be done.  I can't do too much today anyway cuz
I'm pretty sore from shooting yesterday."

As Mario washed his hands, Kip couldn't keep his eyes off the latin hunk's
sexy butt.  The sweatshorts were tight around Lopez's muscular cheeks and
even outlined the crack in between. Kip closed his eyes and could almost
visualize what Lopez's ass looked like naked.  When he opened them back up,
Mario was drying his hands and then put a few drops of baby oil on them.
Kip looked puzzled.

"Why the oil, Mario?  Doesn't that make it dangerous to lift weights with a
slick grip?"

Lopez dried his hands on a towel and said, "Not if you do it right it
won't.  I found out a long time ago that if you rub just a few drops of
baby oil on your hands and wipe them off, it keeps the moisture in your
hands and they won't chap after a workout."

"Cool.  I didn't know that."  Kip looked up at the light.  "Let me shut up
and get busy."

He went out to his truck and got his tools and the replacement fixtures.
When he returned, he found Mario on one of the weight benches doing bench
presses.  Kip took his time setting up so he could watch the sexy hispanic
work his body.

Up . . . . down . . . . up . . . . down . . . . up . . . . down.  Mario
pumped the bar 15 times, grunting and exhaling loudly, and then set the bar
on the stand.  He sat up, glanced over at Kip, and noticed he was watching
him.  Mario smiled and Kip smiled back at him.  He's not a bad lookin guy,
Mario thought.

Even though he was straight, Mario had experienced sex with men.  Welllll .
. . . maybe not sex, he thought.  I mean a blowjob ain't like real sex.  As
he lay back down on the bench, he remembered the time during the filming of
"Breaking the Surface" when one of the crew had started giving him a
massage and ended up going down on his cock.  He closed his eyes as he
thought about the pleasant feelings he had and the tremendous orgasm he had
experienced.  Damn it felt good, Mario thought, and even though it was a
man sucking him, he wasn't repulsed by it.

The episode had not repeated itself but ever since it occurred, Mario was
becoming more aware that men could arouse him sexually.  At times, when he
was filming his television series, he would notice that some of the guests
and extras on the set were looking . . . . wellllllll . . . . good, so to
speak.  As he became more aware of these feelings, he began to feel guilty
and question his sexuality.  He started going out with more women and
fucking as many as he could.  That made him feel even guiltier because he
realized that while he enjoyed the sex, he was not really interested in
them and was just using them.  Eventually, the guilt feelings went away and
Mario decided he had to live with his feelings the best he could.

Kip was starting to get on the ladder when he noticed, out of the corner of
his eye, that Mario had not started his next set of repetitions.  He
glanced over at Mario, who was lying on the bench with his hands in his
lap.  As he watched, he noticed Mario's lips would twitch from time to time
and he was breathing deeply as if he were resting or thinking.  Quietly,
Kip walked over to where Mario lay and looked down at him.

Looking down at the motionless stud, he couldn't help but become aroused.
Lopez was lying there quietly, his body on full display.  As Kip looked at
Mario's full lips, he felt a strong urge to lean down and kiss him.  His
gaze continued down to Mario's chest.  His eyes caressed the smooth tan
skin and the valley between Mario's solid pecs that began at the top of his
shirt and disappeared, covered by the soft cotton that strained to hold his
massive chest.  As Kip's eyes went further down the tank top, he noticed
the nipples were erect, their points jutting through the shirt.

Kip's cock began to swell as he continued to surveyed the muscular actor.
He looked at Mario's crotch and licked his lips slowly.  The bulge that was
so noticeable earlier was still there and Kip reached out to grab it . . .
. stopping before he touched it . . . . aching to feel its hardness.  Down
and down his eyes went . . . . memorizing every inch of Lopez's muscular
legs . . . . until they bent at the knees and dipped to the floor.

Slowly, Mario's eyes opened.  It took a moment to register that Kip was
standing over him.  As he looked in Kip's eyes, a sudden wave of desire
began to build in him.  Kip's handsome face was drawing him to him and his
body suddenly felt weak.  He could feel his cock beginning to grow and the
faint pangs of guilt began to hammer him.  Mario closed his eyes again and
tried to stop his rising sexual craving.  It was hard and he knew he
couldn't look in Kip's eyes again or he'd lose.  Suddenly, Mario felt
something soft and warm press against his lips.  He kept his eyes closed as
it continued to press against his lips.

Kip kissed Mario's lips lightly at first.  As he pulled away, he looked at
Mario.  His eyes were shut and he continued to lie motionless on the bench.
 Sensing no resistance, Kip leaned down again and kissed Mario harder . . .
. more urgently . . . . more passionately.  As he continued his kissing, he
felt Mario's lips open up and surrender to the passionate desire Kip was
experiencing.

Kip felt a rush of emotion as he kissed Mario.  In all his experiences, he
had never felt this much attraction . . . . this much affection . . . . for
another man.  Mario's acceptance of his kiss opened up the tremendous well
of sexual desire Kip had kept bottled up for so long and he rushed forward
to engulf his latin god.

As Kip continued to kiss Mario, his hand reached out to touch his chest.
Lopez's muscular chest thrilled him and he began to pull the tank top up
and run his hand along the latino's stomach.  The ripped muscles inflamed
Kip's desire and he ran his hands all over Mario's stomach . . . . his pecs
. . . . his sides.  Breaking his kiss, he reached over, grabbed Mario's
shirt, and ripped it open . . . . tearing it until it was torn off . . . .
tossing the ruined remains behind him.  He quickly leaned down and sucked
Mario's right nipple into his mouth . . . . swirling his tongue around the
base . . . . biting the tip . . . . careful not to hurt him.

As Kip sucked his nipple in his mouth, Mario felt a burst of pleasure flash
through his body.  He moaned and arched his chest up, trying to get Kip to
take more and more in his mouth.  He ran his hands through Kip's hair,
overtaken by his desire to pleasure and be pleasured.  In doing this, he
surrendered his body to Kip, wanting him to touch him . . . . to stroke him
. . . . to suck the erotic pleasure out of his soul.

Kip's lust was totally out of control as he took his fill of the actor's
sensual body.  As he sucked, fondled, and stroked the latino's chest, he
reached down to the actor's crotch, searching for the bulge he knew was
there.  His hand quickly found the shorts encased cock and he squeezed it.
It throbbed in his hand and Kip could feel its heat . . . . its desire to
be taken.

Pulling his head off Mario's chest, he looked down and saw the actor's cock
was straining at the confines of the tight sweatshorts.  Kip moved to the
end of the bench, put his hands on the short's waistband, and pulled.  The
shorts came down a little but Mario's muscular butt kept them pinned to the
bench.  Undaunted, Kip began to pull the shorts down harder and harder.
The material strained to move down Mario's hips but within a few seconds,
Kip heard a tearing sound as it gave up and ripped open.  Kip continued to
rip and pull and tear until the rest of Lopez's body was bare.  He threw
the ruined material away and looked at the lusty prize he sought so fiercely.

Mario was struggling to breathe.  His body's nerves were overwhelmed after
Kip's onslaught of lust.  He felt Kip stop sucking his chest and starting
to grab his cock.  All of a sudden, to his surprise, he felt Kip trying to
pull his shorts down and he lifted his head slightly to watch.  He was so
out of breath, he couldn't speak, and Kip was so engrossed in getting
Mario's shorts off that he wasn't looking anywhere but at his crotch.
Mario laid his head back on the bench and tried to catch his breath.  As he
lay back, he felt his shorts ripping and knew he was helpless to stop Kip's
attempt to reach his cock.  As the ripping noise stopped, Mario could feel
his shorts were gone . . . . his dick hard and throbbing . . . . his cock
ready for Kip's pleasure.

Kip exhaled a long breath as he stared at Mario's curly black pubes and the
monster that rose straight up from the patch of hair. The latino's uncut
cock was thick, long, and throbbing in its hardness.  The shaft had smooth
dark brown skin and the large pink head was half-covered by its foreskin.
Kip feasted his eyes on the sight for several seconds . . . . until his
desire for Mario's body overwhelmed him again.

As the studly latino lay helpless on the bench, Kip leaned down, pulled the
foreskin back, and licked the head of the succulent mexican meat.  He
swirled his tongue over the head and began to lick the sides of the actor's
8-inch dick.  As he continued to coat the massive road with his tongue, he
heard Mario speak for the first time since he had started the emotional
rampage on his body.

"Kip . . . .hey man . . . ."

Mario was gasping, trying to speak through the erotic excitement enveloping
his body.

"Kip . . . . uhhhhhhhhh . . . .oh mannnnn . . . .wait a minute . . . ."

Not wanting to let go of his precious hispanic god, Kip put his hand on
Mario's muscular thighs and took the huge cock all the way down his throat.
 He let the soft head dwell in his throat for a moment so Mario could feel
the incredible pleasure of his cock being in a man's mouth that was hot,
wet, and soft.

Mario sat halfway up with a jolt when Kip deep throated his massive cock
and screamed.  "OH GODDDD!! . . . . OHHHH SHITTTT! . . . . GOD, THAT FEELS
SO FUCKING FANTASTIC!"

Kip began sucking the massive cock with a passion he had never experienced
before.  His lips sealed around the shift and it slid in and out quickly
and easily.  As Mario screamed, he moved his hands up to the muscular chest
and tried to push Mario back down on the bench.  Feeling his hands on the
muscular pecs, Kip massaged the firm mounds and rolled the nipples until he
felt Mario begin to lay back down, overwhelmed by the stimulation of both
his cock and chest.

Electrified by the feelings from his felated cock and nipples, Mario put
his hands on Kip's head and began to thrust into Kip's mouth.  He had never
felt this much erotic excitement in his life and he began to give in to the
power and thrill he felt building in his body.

"Oh god, man, do it!! . . . . ohhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh . . . . suck my cock . .
. . yeahhhhhhh, deeper man . . . . ohhhhhh shit . . . ."

As Mario began to fuck his mouth, Kip began to push Lopez's strong legs
apart, searching for his tight asshole.  As he continued to push the
muscular legs farther and farther apart, he pulled Mario closer to the edge
of the bench, wanting to taste the latino's luscious ass.

Suddenly, Kip felt Mario's cock get harder as he began to fuck his mouth
faster and knew his hispanic idol was about to cum.  He quickly pulled his
head from Lopez's hands, took his mouth off the monster cock, and squeezed
it hard at the base.

"OHHHHHHH MAN!! . . . . DON'T STOP ME! . . . . C'MONNNNNNN! . . . . LET ME
CUM! . . . ."

Kip kept squeezing Mario's cock and, at the same time, grabbed his balls
and began pulling on them.  Mario's was trembling as he wavered between the
strong orgasm that had built up in him and the sudden attack on his cock
and balls.

Slowly, the orgasm subsided and the stud's body relaxed.  Mario lay on the
bench, his arms stretched towards the floor, his legs a jumble at the end
of the bench.  Even though his energy was totally spent in avoiding the
orgasm, his mind was still swirling with erotic desire.

When Kip was sure Mario wasn't gonna cum, he smiled a moment and looked
toward the sink.  He saw the bottle of baby oil Mario had used earlier and
he quickly walked over, picked it up, and came back to the exhausted actor.
 He stood over Mario looking at his nude, sweaty body and his lust began to
build again.  Mario's muscles were still tight and his cock lay on his
muscular abs, hard and throbbing as the blood coursed through it.  Kip
quickly shed his clothes, poured oil on his hand, and rubbed it in his ass,
trying to lubricate his hole.

I'm not gonna waste you're gorgeous hunk of meat on a blowjob, Kip thought,
as he looked at the worn out latino.  I gotta find out how good you can
fuck!  All that rod is gonna go up my ass and you're gonna show me what its
like to fucked by a REAL man!

Kip finished lubricating his ass with the baby oil and then leaned over
Mario.  He held the bottle over the massive cock and squeezed.  Even though
the rod was beginning to soften it was still semi-hard and the oil hit its
mark.  Kip grabbed the firm meat and began to rub the oil all over it.  The
huge cock began to swell rapidly as he prepared it for its journey into his
warm, tight ass.

As Kip hovered over him, Mario continued to lie on the bench, trying to
recover from the masterful sucking Kip had given his cock.  His energy was
totally expended.  All of a sudden, he felt something dripping on his still
hard meat.  He raised his head and saw Kip pouring the baby oil he used for
his workouts on his cock.  He started to say something but his throat was
too dry.  As he swallowed to clear his throat, he saw Kip wrap his hand
around his dick and start to lube it up.

"Kip . . . . waittttt . . . ."

The words barely croaked out of his mouth and he saw Kip fisting his slick
cock faster and faster.  Mario felt his dick starting to grow again and the
erotic frenzy he had felt earlier began to return.  I can't BELIEVE this is
happening to me, he thought, as his willpower once again started to
surrender to the inevitable feelings of lust and pleasure Kip was arousing.

As Kip jacked Mario's cock, he looked at his handsome face and saw Mario
was looking at him.  He smiled broadly at the defenseless latino and
thought, "Now you're gonna show me how good you really are!  This hunk of
meat is gonna do something its never done before."  He stopped jacking the
massive dick and let go.  Mario's cock stood straight up from his crotch,
pulsing with every beat of his heart.  Kip straddled Mario's legs and aimed
his ass directly over the throbbing cock.  Slowly, he sat down, and pulled
his cheeks apart, trying to guide the gigantic rod to his waiting hole.

Mario noticed that Kip had let go of his dick and was no longer fisting it.
 He laid back and wondered what had happened until he felt his cock brush
something.  Opening his eyes, he saw Kip was about to put his slick,
blood-engorged rod in his ass!  Panicking, Mario tried to move off the
bench but was so exhausted, he was only able to move his arms slightly.  As
Kip continued going down, Mario felt something grab his dick.  As his cock
entered Kip's ass, he felt an incredible feeling!  It was as if his cock
had been sucked into a tight tube of warm flowing honey that surrounded and
caressed his dick.  He groaned as more and more of his meaty dick slid into
Kip's warm, wet hole.  Soon, he felt Kip's ass sitting on his crotch, his
cock totally engulfed in it.

Kip groaned as the mammoth cock slid up his ass.  He was ecstatic and had
never felt this fulfilled while having sex before.  As Mario's cock impaled
him, he stopped a minute to give his hole time to adjust to the immense
mexican meat.  Slowly, he stood up, feeling Mario's cock move in his warm
ass.  When he felt the tip of the cock about to slide out, Kip slowly slid
back down again, clenching his ass muscles and sucking the huge rod back in
his hole.  He quickly started going up and down on Mario's cock, loving the
ravished feeling it made as it filled his tight ass over and over and over.

As Kip slid up and down his cock, Mario reached a new emotional high.  I
can't believe how good this feels, he thought.  It never felt like this
when I fucked a woman.  I mean, pussy feels great, but it feels like his
ass is sucking my cock!  Mario reached out to touch Kip and felt the
blonde's muscular chest.  As Kip continued sliding up and down his rod,
Mario began thrusting his dick in and out of Kip's ass, matching the blond
hunk's motions with his own.

Kip had closed his eyes as he rode Mario's cock and was surprised to feel
something touch him.  He opened his eyes and saw Mario's hands caressing
his chest . . . . twisting his nipples . . . . stroking his sides.  When
Mario begin to move with him, Kip's lust took a new twist.  He stood up
fully and let Mario's cock slide out of his ass.  Mario continued to thrust
for a few seconds and then stopped, looking at Kip and wondering what had
happened.

"Come here, Mario."  Kip motioned Mario to get up and follow him as he
walked to an open space on the floor and lay down.

"What are you doing, Kip?"

"Just come here . . . . you'll see!"

Mario stood up and walked over to where Kip lay, his monster cock sticking
out in front of him.

Kip smiled up at his latin idol and said, "Come down here.  I want you to
fuck me right here."

"Fuck you?"

"Yeah . . . . I wanna see what it's like to be fucked by you."

Looking confused, Mario said, "I thought I WAS fucking you, man."

"Well, your dick was inside me, Mario, but I want you on top of me.
Ramming me with your cock.  Filling my ass with your meat.  I want you to
make love to me!"

Mario stood there a second and Kip reached up to jack his cock.  As the
intense feelings returned, Kip could see the lust in Mario's eyes.  Slowly,
he pulled on Mario's cock and the latino began to move towards him on the
floor.  As Mario got closer, Kip raised his legs and pulled his knees back
to his chest.  His hands never let go of Mario's dick and he guided it to
opening in his ass.

As the engorged head touched Kip's hole, Mario leaned forward over Kip, his
powerful arms supporting him.  He thrust forward with his muscular ass and
sank his cock back into Kip's waiting hole once more.

"It's just like fucking a girl, Mario . . . . only better!" laughed Kip.

Smiling at the handsome blond, Mario positioned himself and began to start
an in-and-out motion in Kip's ass.  His emotions rose at the sight of the
sexy boy underneath him who so willingly gave himself.  He leaned forward
and began to kiss Kip, as his cock made deep, long strokes in and out.

For the first time in his life, Kip felt totally fulfilled by a man.  He
opened his mouth and kissed Mario with a hunger that surprised him.  He
wrapped his legs around the latino's strong ass and pulled him deeper . . .
. deeper . . . . deeper . . . . into his waiting body.  He ran his hands
all over Mario's build, as the hispanic stud fucked him with a passion that
was indescribable.

"Yeahhhhhhhh . . . . oh babyyyyyy . . . . fuck me hardddddd. . . .
yeahhhhhhh . . . . that's it . . . ."

Faster and faster, the two men came together, surrendering to their
passions.  As Mario fucked Kip, he felt his loins begin to boil . . . . his
cream working its way up to explode in one fantastic moment.  Kip was
jerking his dick as Mario fucked him and as he felt him began to move
faster, he pushed his ass back at him as hard as he could.

"C'mon baby . . . . yeahhhhhhh, you wanna cum . . . . c'mon . . . . fuck me
hard so this hole can suck your cum right outta your fuckin cock!"

Suddenly, Mario moved forward and kissed Kip hard on the mouth.  His ass
muscles tensed and he thrust his cock into Kip's ass as hard as he could.
With one final thrust Mario groaned and exploded deep into Kip's ass.

"NNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, ohhhhhhhh goddddddddddd!! . . . ."

Blast after blast of hot cum shot out of Mario's cock into the deep
recesses of Kip's ass.  Mario kept thrusting as he came, his ass muscles
flexing over and over, trying to force his cock deeper into Kip.  Finally,
his orgasm subsided and the thrusting slowed down.  Mario's body went limp
as the final bit of energy was drained from him, along with his immense
load of cum.

Kip felt the long streams of cum shoot in his ass and he pinched the base
of his cock hard to stop his ejaculation.  He was near to shooting but he
purposely waited until Mario had shot his load to stop his orgasm.

He may think we're through, Kip thought, but I've got one more little thing
to do.  Turn about is fair play and my Hollywood stud is not gonna just
fuck me and then go.  MY dick is gonna get in HIS sexy ass if it's the last
thing I do!  Kip grinned to himself as he looked at the hunky actor lying
exhausted on top of him.

Kip gently kissed the side of Mario's head and wiggled out from under the
helpless latino.  He stood up and looked down at the muscular form that was
laid out before him.  Mario lay on his stomach, his arms above his head,
his legs slightly parted.  As Kip looked at Mario, his eyes were drawn to
the muscular cheeks that Mario had thrust at him earlier.  They were
totally smooth and he could see a hint of black hair at the bottom of
Mario's crack.  I better move quickly, he thought, or he may try to stop me.

Kip reached over for the bottle of baby oil he had dropped on the floor.
He poured some out and quickly lubed his cock, his stomach, and his chest.
As he finished rubbing the oil on him, he knelt down and leaned over the
drained and naked figure on the floor.

Kip dripped some oil on Mario's solid ass and began to rub it in.  Mario
barely moved as Kip rubbed and oiled the virgin flesh.  Kip pulled Mario's
firm cheeks apart and saw the wispy hairs than ran the length of his crack
and surrounded his puckered dark brown hole.  He poured more oil down the
crack and began to coat the latino's undefiled hole with lubrication that
would make the unyielding muscle slick for his cock's entrance.

As Mario stirred slightly, Kip pulled the thickly muscled legs far apart,
knelt between them and placed his well oiled cock at the entrance to
Mario's ass.  As he felt the head press against the hole, he held his stiff
cock and pushed against the tight hole.  Mario's asshole was unrelenting
and refused Kip's cock easy entrance.  Kip pushed harder and harder until
his cock suddenly popped through the tight outer muscle and swiftly
inserted itself into Mario's ass.

Exhausted though he was, Mario felt Kip's cock penetrate his virgin ass.
His head jolted up and his back arched as the searing pain raced through
his body.

"OHHHHHHHHHHH, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK MAN!! . . . . STOP! . . . . STOP, STOP!! .
. . . IT'S KILLIN ME!"  Mario began to struggle to get out from under the
assault on his ass but his strength was almost totally gone.

Once his cock was in the hispanic's studly ass, Kip lay still to let
Mario's hole get used to the intruder.  Mario continued to thrash feebly
and holler but his movements weakened as his body failed to expel the thick
cock that was planted inside.  "Try to relax, man . . . . it won't hurt as
bad in a minute," Kip whispered to the prostrate hunk.

"Fuck, man . . . . ohhhhhhh shit . . . . pleaseeeeeeee . . . . take it out!
. . . . I'm BEGGING you!"

Kip kept still another couple of minutes until he felt Mario stop moving
beneath him.  He leaned forward over the supple, masculine body and pressed
his chest against Mario's back.  Slowly, he raised his ass and slid his
cock out and back in gently.  Mario didn't move and Kip slid his cock out
and in again.  When he felt no resistance from the weakened latino, Kip
began to slide his cock in and out of Mario's ass at a faster pace.  The
oil, mixed with Mario's sweat, was beginning to open up the once virgin
hole, and made Kip's invading cock easier to move.

Kip reached under Mario's body and squeezed his immense pecs as he fucked
the virile, athletic latino harder.  As he squeezed and fucked, he heard
Mario begin to moan and this excited him more.  His strokes lengthened and
he rammed his dick harder into Mario's ass, enjoying the feel of a tight
virgin hole in one of the sexiest men alive.

Once the initial shock of being penetrated subsided, Mario felt the pain
lessen in his ass.  He could feel Kip sliding his cock in and out of his
ass and, every now and then, he felt a pleasant tingling sensation.  He
didn't have the strength to get Kip off him and he decided to try to relax
so that there was no more pain and Kip would finish quickly.

As Kip continued to fuck him from behind, the tingling sensation got
stronger and caused Mario's cock to start swelling again.   Without
warning, he felt himself begin to push back against Kip's cock as it moved
faster in his tight ass.  Feeling Mario's response, Kip thrust his dick
even harder in his ass, ramming his cock until he could hear himself
slapping Mario's solid cheeks over and over.

Kip and Mario's passion began to build again as the studly latino offered
up his firm machismo ass to the hunky blonde's hungry cock.  Faster and
faster they fucked . . . . a movement of harmony in their sex filled arena
of lust.

Kip felt the unmistakable signs of his orgasm approaching and began to
thrust harder into Mario's ass.

"Oh yeahhhhhh . . . . I'm cumin, baby . . . . give it to me . . . . gimme
that fuckin TV star, muscle bound, latin BORN ASSSSSSSSS!!" Kip screamed.

Suddenly, steams of cum shot out of Kip's cock deep into Mario's hot ass.
Kip kept thrusting into the muscular stud as six . . . . seven . . . .
eight long jets of cum entered the latino's body.

"Ohhhh FUCK! . . . . MAN!! . . . . geez . . ."

As Kip came, Mario hunched his ass as far back as it would go . . . .
trying to swallow Kip's cock in one convulsive motion.  He groaned loudly
as he felt Kip shoot in him and his throbbing dick shot again, blasting
loads of thick cream on the floor.

Slowly, Kip's orgasm diminished and he fell across Mario's strong back.
The only noise that could be heard from the two was the sound of rapid,
heavy breathing as they tried to recover from their passionate lovemaking.
As their bodies cooled down, Kip slowly pulled his soft cock from Mario's
wet ass.  He sat back and looked at the man into whose sexy, straight body
he had poured his heart and soul.  Mario gradually turned over . . . . his
eyes closed . . . . his mind in turmoil.

"Mario?"

Slowly, Mario opened his eyes and looked at Kip.  After a few seconds of
silence, he swallowed, licked his lips, and said, "Yeah?"

Kip looked down, hesitated, and said, "I don't . . . . know . . . . what to
say, man . . . . except . . . . that that was the greatest experience of my
life."  He looked back up into Mario's eyes and waited for him to speak.

Mario looked at Kip for a long time.  After a long period of silence, he
put his hands under his head, pursed his lips, and said "You know something?"

"What's that?"

"It was for me too," he said with a growing smile.  Mario paused and looked
up at the ceiling.  "I never thought I'd lose control that way but I can't
deny it happened."  He looked back at Kip and said, "I'm gonna need some
time to deal with this man.  Wouldja mind if you came back another time to
do those lights?  I need some time to myself right now."

Grateful that Lopez wasn't mad at him, Kip smiled and said, "Sure, Mario.
Anything you say."  He stood up, put on his clothes, and started gathering
up his equipment.  As he prepared to leave, he took one last look at Mario,
who was still lying on the floor, his hands under his head, his eyes
closed.  He wanted to remember the feel of Mario's firm body . . . . the
fullness of Mario's thick cock up his ass . . . . his erotic soul exploding
as he shot his load in Mario's tight ass.  After a long look, he sighed and
started walking to the door.

"Kip . . . ."

Kip turned around and waited.

"Yeah?"

Mario grinned at him and said, "You think you can work out with me again? .
. . . say . . . . maybe tomorrow?"

Kip smiled back at the sexy, masculine hispanic, laughed, and said, "Call
my boss.  Maybe he can send me over at the same time.  But make sure YOU
supply the oil . . . . I don't want my hands chapped!"

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