Date: Sun, 18 Jul 1999 06:07:02 PDT
From: Derek D <derekdiq@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Tensome Guys Go to Bed, part 2

Here is part two.

"Derek Diq"

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This is a completely fictional story of all male sexuality. If you do not
want to read such a story, you should stop reading and think about how you
ended up here. If you did not want to read another of these disclaimers --
too bad, you just have. Always, always practise safe sex, unlike the people
in the story, who are imaginary and thus never get sick unless otherwise
indicated. This story is free for all. It should not be distributed for
money. No one may charge you money for it. Copyright Derek Diq 1998. Feel
free to mail me with comments or questions at derekdiq@hotmail.com. Just
keep it real.



The Tensome Guys Go To Bed
Part Two: Paolo & Ernando

by Derek Diq


       The hot air in the compartment was heavy with the scent of male
sweat, but that was not all. The fumes from their bodies mingled with the
vapor of frantically sprayed cum and generously applied lubricants. Ten
different deodorants and colognes were also soaking the atmosphere. An
occasional fart was added as the guys rested. Anal sex tends to do that.
They were still rather beat, but watching Liu and Josh leave the room to
continue their games elsewhere made the remaining eight men stir.

       Ernando and Paolo were still next to each other. Both held on to the
other, feeling the glowing skin against his own, not wanting to let go.
After Liu and Josh left, Ernando and Paolo were the first ones to move.
Paolo leaned forward and kissed Ernando's sweet lips to see if he would be
willing to start again. No one knew how soon they would be rescued from the
halted train, so they did not want to waste any precious time.

       Paolo's kiss was answered. Ernando opened his mouth and their tongues
met. He then lifted his right hand to Paolo's smooth chest and touched his
pecs. Keeping his eyes closed he moved toward a nipple. Paolo mirrored his
motions with his left hand on Ernando's chest.

       Then Paolo broke away from the soft kiss. "Maybe we should get outta
here too, Ernando. What d'ya say?"

       Ernando just nodded. They said nothing as they got up and took their
clothes and backpacks and headed out the door just as Liu and Josh had done.
The six others followed them with their eyes, looking mostly at their very,
very erect cocks that were begging to be released from yet another hot load
of sticky cum.

       The two Latin bodies were not very similar. Apart from the hairier
skin and thicker cock of Ernando, he was also more muscular than Paolo.
Paolo, the Portuguese, had smooth skin and a longer piece of meat. His build
was more slender than Ernando's, but he too did have a very attractive
muscle definition.

       They turned left in the corridor, since they had seen Liu and Josh
turn right. That meant that the first compartment to their left would be
free.

       Paolo opened the door and threw his luggage on the floor. "Hey,
someone left a couple of beers in here!" He went over to the window and
checked the three bottles. They had not even been opened.

       "Great! Let's have some right now." Ernando was feeling thirsty after
the sweaty fuck session.

       "Yeah, I'm kinda thirsty too. Man, it was hot in there!"

       "Which way do you mean?" Ernando smiled at Paolo.

       "Every damn way, babe."

       "Yeah, it *was*, wasn't it..."

       "Fuck yeah."

       They were feeling a bit awkward and did not know what to say. The
cooler air in this compartment seemed to sober them up a little. Not that it
was *cool* in any way--the entire train was hot as hell.

       "So..." Paolo started.

       Ernando looked him in the eye as he continued.

       "...you still feelin' horny? I sure am."

       "Hey, we're both hard as rock. Of course we're still feeling horny,
man." Ernando stepped a little closer, reaching for one of the bottles.
Their swollen glands met in mid air and both men froze.

       The moist, slippery heat from the other one's piss slit spread all
over their naked bodies. Not leaving Paolo's eyes with his, Ernando got his
bottle of beer and opened it on the end of the table. Foam gushed out and
ran down his hand onto the carpeted floor. He lifted the bottle to his mouth
and downed a gulp. Then he filled his mouth again and leaned forward to kiss
Paolo.

       Paolo knew what he was doing and opened his mouth as Ernando released
the luke warm beer. They kissed and swallowed the beer, then they did it
again. The third time, Paolo lifted Ernando's hand and brought the bottle to
his own mouth. When he did it a second time, he opened his mouth too soon.
Although Ernando caught most of the beer in his mouth, a lot ran down his
chin and continued down through his short beard. It trickled down along his
chest and onto his outstretched manhood.

       Paolo licked Ernando's neck, cleaning his skin from the spilled beer.
He went down on his knees as he followed the trail to Ernando's massive
cock. "So fucking huge!!" he whispered, licking the shaft. He pulled back
the generous amount of foreskin that still covered half of the head. The
thickness of the head matched the rest of the truncheon.

       Paolo noticed that he could not close his hand around the amazing
girth. He could make his middle finger reach within an eigth of an inch of
his thumb, but as he squeezed to make them meet, Ernando's meat only grew
harder from the rough treatment. A small glob of slime emerged from the slit
at the end, oozing out to lubricate the sensitive head.

       More than anything, Paolo wanted to suck this monster. He opened wide
and tasted the sweet precum. Ernando leaned back against the wall with his
arms along his sides and his arms palms to the wall. As Paolo sucked and
licked the head, Ernando slowly moved his hips to match his lover's
movements. Paolo engulfed more of the wonderful organ, sucking hard to get
even more of it inside. Ernando was sweating, and drops of sweat trickled
down his chest and sides, even down the insides of his buttocks.

       As Paolo was eating Ernando's cock, he let his fingers trace the
muscle that runs from the back of the thigh to the ass. When he reached
Ernando's ass, his fingers went round the moist cheeks and entered the crack
between them. Holding a cheek in each hand, Paolo used his fingers to
separate them and dig deeper. The tips of his fingers felt rough strands of
hair.

       Ernando's cock grew harder and harder in Paolo's mouth. Then Paolo
worked his way down until he felt the soft rim of Ernando's hole. When he
rubbed a finger against it, Ernando sighed with pleasure.

       "Man, would I like to suck you the same way!!" Ernando said.

       "Mm-hmm..." Paolo said, which was all he *could* say. His cock was
aching for some attention, so he wanted to take Ernando up on that.

       Slowly and with some regret he disengaged from the smooth, hard
flesh. He could see the strings of saliva that stretched from his lips to
the glistening head as he pulled back. "Wanna give it a try?" Ernando just
smiled and got down on his knees next to Paolo.

       Before Paolo stood up, Ernando kissed him on the lips. No tongues or
anything, but the way it felt for both of them was extraordinary. Paolo
leaned against the wall in the same way as Ernando. His smooth chest was
already covered in tiny drops of sweat. Ernando looked up at him and smiled
right before he began to lick the base of Paolo's hardon. It was quite a bit
longer than his own, just over eight inches, whereas he measured about two
inches less, but it was not nearly as thick.

       This would be a great thing to suck on, the young Colombian thought,
as he grasped the rock-hard shaft to pull back the very loose folds of
foreskin even further. He licked along the ridge that leads to the opening,
using the tip of his hot tongue to massage it on the way. When he got to the
rim of the foreskin, he followed it around. With all of his tongue Ernando
lapped at the area below the rim of the head, following it around the shaft
as before.

       After that, he licked the edge of the sizzling cockhead, making Paolo
squirm with pleasure. Then he washed the slit from precum with his tongue.
Almost instantly there was another surge of slime from Paolo's pole, which
he tasted just as eagerly. Paolo was about to *beg* him to suck when he
finally started.

       Ernando imitated what Paolo had been doing to his cock. His fingers
probed the fuzzy crack between Paolo's smooth ass cheeks. They found Paolo's
sweaty hole and caressed it. Ernando did not know if he could get all of the
meat in without gagging, but when he tried it went down perfectly. He
pressed his face against Paolo's crotch. At the same time he licked the
ridge of the hard cock in his mouth and even tried to reach the full scrotum
beneath. But he did not want Paolo to cum right then and there, so he did
what Paolo had done to him--left the saliva drenched cock and got up.

       He stood extremely close to Paolo. Their noses touched, and before
either man knew it, they were kissing again. This time all over each other's
face at first, then licking and sucking at the other one's tongue until
their lips met. They embraced.

       Paolo wanted some more of that kissing so badly, but he had an even
more exciting idea. "Sit down, man. Just lie back and relax..." He got up
and reached for the condoms and lube. Applying first one and then the other
to the terrifyingly thick erection in front of him, Paolo was so nervous he
could hardly breathe.

       "You sure you wanna do this?" Ernando asked. "You don't have to, you
know." Not getting an answer, he added: "But I'd certainly like it a lot,
dude."

       Paolo looked up at him and smiled.

       A couple of Paolo's fingers went up behind his own sac, rubbing lube
all over his puckered muscle. He pushed some of it inside. Then Paolo stood
up, put his right foot on the bed and stepped up. He had one foot on each
side of Ernando's hips as he slowly lowered himself down onto the waiting
pole.

       Four hands helped guide the tip of Ernando's cock. First they spread
Paolo's ass wide. Ernando watched the eye of Paolo's twitching cock as their
hard bodies merged. Drops of man juice left it and ran down along the folds
in the foreskin to the ridge of flesh on the back of the oh-so-rigid member.

       Paolo's body did not have any difficulty accomodating Ernando's
phallus as it entered. Easing himself down and at the same time pushing as
if he were taking a crap, Paolo managed to get it all in without pausing and
without any pain--but not without grunting. It felt so hellishly good having
it inside. He could not help it. His cock was leaking badly onto Ernando's
rippled stomach.

       He rode his friend slowly. Tilting his pelvis back and forward,
grinding his ass against Ernando's thighs. Feeling the thick, hard manhood
go deep inside, then slide out a bit, then ease in again. Feeling the shaft
rub against his prostate gland, feeling the head nudging at it as it passed
on its way in again. Paolo enjoyed this with all of his body. Ernando
caressed Paolo's thighs, grabbed his hips to pull him closer, pushed his own
stiffness to the hilt into Paolo.

       Drop after drop landed on Ernando's skin. They almost burned him,
sending waves of heat back down to his groin. He could feel himself getting
even harder and thicker inside Paolo as they moved together. Then Paolo
decided to shift his position so that he had his back to Ernando. Without
separating from the impaling youth, Paolo turned.

       First both of his feet were on the same side of Ernando, screwing
their bodies even harder together as Paolo revolved around Ernando's firm
erection. Then he finished the movement, with both hands holding on to
Ernando's thighs. Ernando grabbed Paolo's hips again and pounded his ass a
bit faster.

       Somehow it became more painful this way, so Paolo put his feet down
on the floor to relieve some of the pressure to his tensed sphincter.
Ernando felt his distress and moved with him. At this point, he did not
consider disengaging as an option. Ernando kept ramming Paolo from behind
and they stood up together, slowly so that they would not lose their common
pace. Paolo felt Ernando's strong arms around his chest as the young man
pressed himself closer. Skin against skin, their sweat mixing between their
hot bodies.

       Ernando's breath tickled Paolo's shoulder and made him shudder, but
Ernando held him firmly and pushed in and pulled out at a steady rate. Paolo
braced himself against the wall, as if he were being frisked by a police
officer.

       "Yeah, spread those legs wide!" Ernando commented, his own thighs
still on the outside of Paolo's.

       "You... know... what... I... uuuunnnhhhh... would *really* like now?"
Paolo asked suddenly.

       "No, tell me."

       "I wanna fuck you, man."

       Ernando was caressing Paolo's stomach with his right hand, so then he
went a little further down. He found that Paolo's cock was even harder than
before. That surprised him, since he had been ramming that poor, tight ass
of his as hard as he could with his thick cock, and that usually made guys
go pretty limp. It wouldn't mean that they didn't like it--hell, they even
*came* with their cocks limp sometimes--but it was something that he was
used to.

       Feeling Paolo's long, hard bat in his hand made Ernando's ass twitch.
He knew that he wanted it. Ernando cupped his hand around Paolo's balls and
stroked the sac. Then he kissed Paolo on the neck and started to slow down
his pace. "Sure thing, man... I'd love to. You just lay down and we'll do it
the same way with me on top..."

       Disengaging was always the hard part. Not that it was difficult to do
it, but because it felt like such a big change. Both to Paolo and to
Ernando. After discarding the used condom, Ernando opened a fresh one and
rolled it down over Paolo's rigid, steaming manhood. Paolo was now lying on
his back with Ernando catering to his every need. Those needs were few at
the moment. Hot, wet friction. That was all. And he was going to get it.

       Ernando lowered himself onto the waiting pole after lubing it up and
fingering his hole a little. It was easy, and Paolo was almost dissapointed
that he could not stretch the rim of his friend's hole as wide as Ernando
had stretched his. But he went deeper. Deeper and deeper into the bowels of
this tight young man.

       Ernando soon sat on Paolo's lap, his balls pressed into the curly
pubes above his lover's shaft. He rose again. Coming down the second time
was even more of a pleasure, when he got the right contact between his
prostate and the rough but smooth surface of Paolo's veined erection.
Ernando noticed that he himself was still completely hard, his thick trunk
jutting out between his thighs, aiming toward Paolo's navel. He also noticed
that Paolo could not take his eyes from its massive shape.

       "Awww, fuck! I wanna suck it!!!" Paolo cried.

       He got up onto his elbows and reached the tip with his mouth. He
could only lick the head, but when Ernando slid up along his penetrating
hardon he got more of it into his mouth. It was almost like sucking himself.
Ernando enjoyed this double treatment greatly. Sweat was pouring down his
chest and from his armpits as he went back and forward between mouth and
cock.

       After a while, Ernando could stand it no longer. He grabbed hold of
his organ--Paolo saw that Ernando himself could not close his hand around
its huge girth--and started working the foreskin back and forth. He settled
back onto Paolo's impaling cock, enjoying it to the hilt. After a short
while, he spewed out his load. It sprayed across his own chest and dripped
down onto Paolo, who was lapping at the wet slit with his soft tongue.

       "Oooohhhhhh, maaaan!! Fuck!! Oh!! Ahhhhh!"

       There was cum everywhere. Paolo had lots all over his chest and
shoulders, and Ernando had even managed to hit his own shoulders and hair.

       After his orgasm died down, Ernando still felt Paolo's hard presence
in his rectum, throbbing with heat. He slid forward along Paolo's body,
smearing cum with his thighs onto Paolo's smooth chest. When they separated,
Ernando felt Paolo's cock spring up into his crack. It was hard, hot and
moist with sweat, lube and the juices from Ernando's willing asshole.

       Ernando bent down and lay on top of Paolo. They started kissing. The
rubber came off quickly and Paolo stroked himself with the same hand,
getting all the slime and slickness from the condom, the hole and the ass
crack onto his bared cock skin. A few strokes was all it took for him to
come. A jet of white, glistening fluid erupted from the semi-covered head,
first glazing his fist with a smaller amount of the load, then shooting up
onto Ernando's smooth, sweaty back and splattering all over his butt cheeks.
Paolo moved his still hard cock along the slick skin of Ernando's butt as
they kissed.

       With a couple of sperm-soaked fingers, Paolo probed the rim of
Ernando's asshole. He felt Ernando's still pulsating cock stir between their
bellies, waking to another wild session. Then he felt cum running down into
his own wide open asshole. A hole that was just waiting for Ernando to enter
it again.

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