Date: Thu, 29 Jan 2004 17:38:02 -0800 (PST)
From: Collage Maker
Subject: The Lumberjacks

The Lumberjacks

By Collage Maker

[A reworking of the first four chapters of "Captain Marvel and the
Lumberjack" by Guy Fuchs, now to be found on
http://web.archive.org/web/20020627101315/http://www.malecities.com/redlight/macstevens/marvel17.html]


Joe Cochran, lumberjack, was on a six-month stint at
the Hardwood Lumber Camp in the deep woods of the
State of Columbia. The nearest community, Fawcett
City, where his paychecks were electronically
deposited each month, was a good long drive away in
his 4 X 4 Jeep. Joe was 33 years of age and a giant
among men. With the exception of his cabin-mate, Brad
O'Connor, his 6'4", 220 lb. frame towered over his
fellow woodsmen.

Joe's powerful, muscular build was man-made and
resulted from years of hard work. He had short, curly
black hair and thick eyebrows over dark eyes.
Blue-black stubble usually covered his square jaw and
shadowed his full lips. His neck and shoulders
reminded one of a raging bull in a bullfighting arena.
His massive biceps stretched the flannel of his plaid
shirt with every movement and his hairy forearms were
as thick as the logs he chopped. The hands gripping
his ax were the size of a catcher's mitt. Light grey
pants covered his hard, rippling bubble butt and tree
trunk legs and were tucked inside heavy, black
logger's boots. The jet black hair which swirled
around his hulking pecs thinned as it trailed down his
midriff and flared out over his hard belly. His
leathery nipples projected sensuously over his rounded
pecs and constantly rubbed erotically against the
flannel of his shirt. Like the other men he wore
long-johns during the cold autumn season. However, his
thick circumcised cock, which measured 10" when
aroused, was clearly outlined down his left leg as was
his large right testicle on the other side of the
crotch seam. The virile masculinity and hard body of
this magnificent male specimen were the envy of other
men and women swooned at the sight of him.

The twenty lumberjacks that were secluded for six
months at the Hardwood Lumber Camp worked hard, drank
hard and fought hard and were horny as hell. Their
hard physical labors increased their testosterone
levels and sex drives. The men were paired off in ten
cabins scattered around the main building that housed
the dining hall, washrooms, showers and staff
quarters. The loggers, including Joe and Brad,
obtained sexual release through self-gratification
and, after "lights-out", groans and grunts echoed
throughout the cabins.

On a particular cold night in early November, Joe and
Brad, after a strenuous day at work and a hefty
supper, retired to their cabin to relax near their
wood stove while listening to country music on the
local station. Joe fetched a fifth of whiskey from his
ample supply and Brad got a six-pack of Buds from
their small fridge. They laid back on their cots which
were 5 feet apart and got into some serious drinking.
Their bedding was so arranged that the two men faced
each other at an angle. The two lumberjacks were
similar in looks and build. Brad weighed in at 210 but
was a half-inch taller. He sported dark stubble and
eyes of a lighter brown, and dark brown hair washed
over his chest, arms and legs.

A small lamp cast a dim light around the cabin as the
two humpy loggers stretched out on their cots imbibing
in the searing whiskey and beer chasers. After about
an hour of this activity, the bottle was half empty
and another six-pack was required. The men started to
sweat from the heat generated by the wood stove and
the alcohol and Joe removed his boots and flannel
shirt. Brad followed suit and then they simultaneously
decided to take their pants off as well. The two
giants were now bare-chested and only white
tight-fitting long-johns covered their lower bodies.
They again reclined, spread-eagled on their cots and
resumed their drinking. Their senses were becoming
numb from the continuous boozing and the heat that was
filling the cabin. As Vince Gill crooned in the
background the two lumberjacks glared at each other
and started rubbing their crotches with their meaty
hands. Their meaty butts were squirming around against
the blankets and their muledicks began to swell and
squirt precum juice inside their cotton crotches.
Their mouths were emitting groans of lust.

The whiskey bottle was now empty and the two
musclebound woodsmen were in a state of euphoric
intoxication and intense sexual hunger. Their mouths
were drooling as they rubbed their oozing shafts while
drinking in each other's humpy bodies. Unable to
contain himself any longer, with an angry roar Joe
lunged himself on top of his mate. Brad quickly
wrapped his hulking arms around Joe's torso. Months of
sexual frustration were suddenly unleashed as the hot,
sweaty bodies of the two growling stallions united in
a writhing, thrashing and thrusting struggle. They
were using each other's bodies as sexual objects and
release of built-up tension. Joe's cotton-covered firm
butt cheeks moved in a circular fashion as he ground
his manhood into Brad's pulsing apparatus.

Joe and Brad had never experienced man-to-man sex
before. At first, they felt that they needed an outlet
for their sexual energy, but now they both realized
that they wanted and actually enjoyed this new and
exciting intimacy. The feel of another man's humpy
muscular body and powerful manhood against their own
responded to the inner cravings that their
subconscious psyche had fantasized about for years.
They pulled all the stops and went at each other with
crazed abandon. Their writhing bodies rolled off
Brad's cot, taking the mattress with them, and they
ended up on the floor with Joe still on top. The
exquisite sensation of their chests rubbing against
each other caused the two giant lumberjacks to grunt
and moan as Brad wrapped his massive legs around
Joe's. He grabbed the other man's twisting asscheeks,
bringing their hot, wet crotches even closer as if
they were struggling to penetrate each other's bodies.
Joe grabbed his buddy's bull neck with both hands and
started to swirl his thick, hot tongue around his left
nipple. He then wrapped his slobbering mouth tightly
around the tender membrane. He let go of Brad's neck
and grabbed his huge, hairy pecs with his hardened
hands, and began sucking on the vulnerable nip as
would a suckling hungry baby. In response, Brad
grabbed his mate's tits, twisting and pulling them
mercilessly. At one point, Joe grasped Brad's hair and
shoved his right nipple inside Brad's mouth. Neither
man had ever known the joys of nipple play and the
acute torturous pleasure it could bring.

Cochran clamped his mouth down onto Brad's and their
heated tongues entered into a sensuous duel
accompanied by whimpering moans. During the prolonged
smoky, wet kiss Joe reached down, pushed his hard rod
through the fly of his long-johns and then through
Brad's fly. The veined skin of the two throbbing pipes
was now joined inside O'Connor's wet underwear. Joe
clamped his heavy legs around Brad's mountainous
thighs and began to fuck the other man's tool. Brad
countered the pounding thrusts with his own as the two
wild goliaths kissed all over each other's faces and
necks, drooling and grunting like two jungle beasts.

Enraptured with each other, the two thrashing titans
continued to roll around on the log cabin floor,
enjoying each other's muscular, powerful bodies. The
two stallions growled, sucking each other's tongue,
and clenched their searing bodies tightly together as
they performed freaky contortions on the cabin floor,
their turgid pricks on fire. The sensation of their
horse cocks fucking each other inside Brad's
long-johns, mingled with their savage shouts and
groans, inflamed their senses. They were two rutting,
hunching and grunting pigs, intoxicated from the
booze, the sex, and the depravity of the moment.

At the height of their intense struggling Brad roared,
"Oh God, Joe, you make me so fuckin' horny I can't
stand it. I want you to fuck me HARD. I want to feel
your big ass-splitter deep, deep inside me. FUCK ME
YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH!! FUCK ME NOW!"

The two lumberjacks were experiencing their first
man-to-man sex encounter but the idea of shoving his
manmeat up his cabin-mate's asshole excited Joe. They
stood up, removed their underwear and their sweaty,
humpy and muscular bodies connected in a passionate
embrace. A ravenous, tongue-probing kiss ensued and
their meaty rumps writhed as they fucked each other's
leaking artillery. Brad wrapped his brawny arms around
Joe's thickset neck and lowered him down onto the
mattress on the floor. He attached his bulky legs
around Joe's waist and, wild-eyed, shrieked,

"JOE, PLEASE, FUCK ME! FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG PRICK! I
NEED IT! I WANT IT! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, I'VE GOTTA HAVE
IT NOW!"

Joe responded, "OK man. I never wanted anything this
bad before. My bull rod is just aching to bore into
you and fuck the ass off you till you yell for mercy.
GET READY! HERE IT COMES!!"

The burly lumberjack kneeled between his cabin-mate's
meaty thighs and wrapped his mighty arms underneath
and around them, digging his fingers in the hairy
flesh. His pulsing maleness was well lubricated with
the precum oozing from it. He aimed the purple
mushroom head at Brad's twitching bunghole and,
without warning, rammed his 10" steel pole to the hilt
at one fell swoop. Brad shrieked from the searing pain
that the sudden invasion inflicted on his virgin stud
ass. He grabbed Joe's shoulders in an attempt to push
him away, but to no avail. Joe's engorged balls
brushed against the tender skin surrounding Brad's
anus as Brad's stretched ass clamped down on the
massive prick that had invaded it.

Joe remained motionless to allow his buddy time for
his sphincter muscles to adapt. After about two
minutes the stinging pain subsided completely and was
replaced by a new sensation, one of intense pleasure.
"Oh fuck," Brad moaned as Joe lowered himself over his
buddy's body and clamped his mouth around Brad's left
nipple. Every nerve in Brad's body responded with
blazing acuity, and he began to squirm and thrust his
pelvis upward. Joe pulled his prick nearly all the way
out and then speared it back in. He heard a low
"Uuuunghh!" from his mate as he drove his dick deep
and stopped. Then he withdrew again, and thrust
deeper, harder. Brad grunted louder. True to form, Joe
pulled his robust hips backward so that his dick again
traveled in reverse out of the manhole, then
powerfully slammed it back in. From Brad came one long
cathartic scream: "AAAAAAAIIIIIEEGGGHH...!!!" as he
wrapped his legs around Joe's lower back, driving his
big, hard rump inward to achieve maximum penetration.

The two men gritted their teeth as they glared at each
other with frenzied lust in their eyes. Joe kissed his
mate's mouth. Then he began to fuck Brad in earnest,
ramming his rigid monster meat in and out of his
buddy's mancunt with ferocious determination.

The two burly, muscular lumberjacks were overwhelmed
with the intense pleasure they were giving each other.
Electrified by this newly-discovered, extremely
enjoyable experience, they eagerly responded to every
erotic and sensuous sensation. Brad grabbed the back
of his lover's bull neck with his left hand, keeping
their faces in close contact. They growled and moaned,
salivating all over their mouths, faces and necks. The
sounds emitting from the two rutting bulls were akin
to two wild beasts mating in the jungle.

Joe kept pushing his massive cock into his brawny
mate. The squeeze of a tight stud's butt around his
cock felt better to Joe than any slippery pussy. He
was completely intoxicated by the heat and the
tightness of the fleshly passageway that gripped his
hard rod, and he plowed into Brad's ass oblivious of
anything but the hot muscled sheath that held him so
powerfully. His hard cock seemed to have taken on a
life of its own, fucking endlessly into the little
hole that beckoned it with so much force. Stroke after
stroke slammed into the deep valley between Brad's
muscled glutes, giving and bringing intense pleasure.

Brad clamped his big feet on Joe's flexing butt and
started to knead the firm rounded globes with his
rough heels as Joe continued to thrust back and forth.
Joe's meaty ass-cheeks rippled with every downward
thrust of his engorged stud meat while Brad grunted
and dug his heels into his mate's butt each time he
felt Joe penetrate his innards. Joe's massive joystick
kept up a steady prodding against Brad's prostate as
Brad surrendered himself to the impaling tool, lifting
his ass to receive each thrust from the throbbing
mancock that kept pummeling into him.

After 15 minutes of this ass-splitting action Brad
became delirious from the sensation. His balls, now
filled with hot semen, ached for release. He began
squeezing Joe's shaft with his tight ass, his muscles
flexing and relaxing as he pleasured his mate's
swelling cock. Joe responded by spearing his long
thick cock up Brad's muscled glutes with savage fury,
thrusting with all the power he could muster. In and
out his iron hard rod flowed as Joe fucked with a
passion he had never known before. He could not have
stopped the force of his hard thrusts into Brad's ass
even if he had wanted to. The hot tunnel that held
Joe's throbbing dick in a vice-like grip was squeezing
and releasing in rhythm with his pumping, and the two
ardent studs growled like lions as they realized that
their long-fought struggle would soon garner its
reward.

With a penetrating plunge and a piercing guttural
roar, Joe's horse cock erupted, splashing Brad's guts
with hot stud juice. Again and again Joe came. It
seemed almost as if his balls were turning inside out
as he shot load after load of his hot, milky lava into
his husky mate, flooding Brad's ass in a matter of
seconds before it was forced out with his powerful
thrusting. As Brad felt the hot man juice spreading in
his guts, his own 9" ramrod erupted without any
outside stimulation. Endless gobs of white jism
spurted all over Brad's belly, chest and
stubble-covered face. The two grunting stallions were
locked in a frenzy of intense sexual release. Their
bodies went into orgasmic spasms as their ejaculations
continued for a good 30 seconds.

When finally their nut sacs were drained, Joe just
collapsed on top of his buddy, their naked muscular
bodies still linked by Joe's shaft. Moaning their
pleasure, they fell asleep in each other's arms on the
cabin floor.

At 1:00 AM, Joe arose from where they lay and
staggered over to piss in the portable toilet in one
corner of the cabin. He had just finished and was
still facing the wall, his legs spread well apart,
when he felt something stroke the crack of his
well-rounded bubble-butt. He turned around and was
face-to-face with Brad, who was rubbing his male staff
up and down Joe's crack.

As Joe Cochran's gaze fell upon the sexy hunk, the two
ruggedly handsome and muscular woodsmen glared at each
other with wanton lust. Joe's glare became ravenous as
he took in Brad O'Connor's burning eyes, the dark
manly stubble, the hairy rippling pecs with their
jutting erect nipples, the beefy limbs bulging with
muscle, and the pulsing 9" uncut dong which protruded
provocatively against Joe's own growing manhood. Joe
groggily exclaimed,

"What the fuck! You sure as hell are a horny
son-of-a-bitch!"

The two eager giants grabbed for each other, rubbing
their heaving chests together and mashing their erect
nipples against each other. Grunting their animal lust
their faces connected in a slobbering, tongue-probing
kiss as the crazed loggers ground their spewing
jackhammers together. The two meaty rumps jiggled with
each powerful thrust of their pelvises. They were like
two rutting bulls engaged in a fierce cockfight.

Brad started to lap at Joe's jaw and then clamped his
hot mouth on Cochran's thick neck, biting and sucking
the tender flesh as if he was trying to suck blood out
of it. The acute sensation caused the overcharged hunk
to shriek as he grabbed and twisted Brad's pulsing
nipples. Brad released his prey's neck with a loud
plop and attacked Joe's left nipple with his teeth and
tongue, swirling and sucking on the tender membrane.
With their heads thrown back, growling and snarling,
the two musclebound stallions assaulted each other's
nips and pecs while still grinding and mashing their
crotches together.

Following a prolonged session of tit "torture" Joe
knelt in front of his frenzied mate and, grabbing the
sweaty logger's meaty glutes with his huge paws, he
starting licking and sucking Brad's heavy balls and
throbbing crankshaft. He made every effort to shove
the entire ball-sac into his large oral cavity but the
balls were too big and he had to minister to them
separately. The criss-crossing veins of Brad's
super-thick shaft were bloated with blood, and his
joystick was as rigid as a steel pole and ejecting a
steady flow of precum, so turned-on was Brad by the
manipulations of his husky mate. Joe grabbed the
cockhead and slowly pulled down the protective hood
revealing the large, reddish crown. As he tweaked
Brad's aching nipples, Joe wrapped his hot mouth
around the cockhead and stuck the tip of his tongue
into the piss-slit, moving it around the delicate
tissue of the urethra. The acute sensation electrified
the other lumberjack, causing him to emit a primal
growl. Joe moaned, released the purple mushroom head
of Brad's cock from the grip of his hot mouth, and
gasped, "Oh God...Oh shit... You're some hot, sexy
hunk and sucking that throbbing battering ram of yours
has got me real fuckin' horny!!!"

Brad immediately pulled Joe to his feet. The two
Herculean hunks stood there, breathing heavily and
glaring at each other's magnificent bodies. They
locked once again in a passionate kiss, exploring each
other's mouths with their tongues, squeezing their
bodies with tremendous strength. Their torsos were
pressed together with their glorious shafts, side by
side, stimulated by the muscles of two sets of abs.
Brad began to rub his hands up Joe's wide back and
then down again until he reached the jutting mounds of
Joe's meaty ass. He began squeezing the firm cheeks
and causing Joe's hips to rotate to match his. Then
Brad suddenly broke off the kiss, turned Joe around,
and drove his thick right hand into the deep, dark
valley separating Joe's muscular glutes. His middle
finger located the tantalizing manhole and he
teasingly rubbed the tender lips.

Upon hearing Joe's grunt of approval, Brad's finger
penetrated and explored. Joe's anus closed tightly on
the invading digit and Joe bent forward to find the
wall. Using the wall to support himself, Joe offered
Brad his ass. Brad introduced two more fingers into
the twitching mancunt and the torrid hunk moaned when
Brad started to massage his prostate. Thrusting and
twitching his big butt, the frantic lumberjack turned
his head around and growled,

"OH YEAH MAN! THAT FEELS GREAT! BUT IT'S YOUR COCK I
WANT IN THERE. COME ON, YOU SEXY STUD, FUCK ME, SHOVE
YOUR BIG PIECE OF MEAT INTO THIS LUMBERJACK'S ASS.
FUCK ME, FUCK ME NOW!!!"

Brad needed no further encouragement. Grabbing Joe's
hips with both hands, he started rubbing his raging
erection against Joe's meaty bubble-butt. Then he
pushed one of his muscular thighs between Joe's,
forcing Joe to spread his legs. Brad bent his knees to
achieve a better angle. Then a few seconds later Joe
felt Brad's huge shaft stroke along the crack of his
ass.

The angle of penetration was perfect as the inflamed
woodsman's throbbing joint slowly entered that most
mysterious dark valley and progressed towards the
point of entry. Contact was achieved as Brad's hot
flaring cockhead grazed the sensitive lips of Joe's
anus. Straightening his legs with a short hip motion,
Brad pushed the head of his beer-can thick stovepipe
inside that wondrous, sinewy, warm cavity. Joe
groaned, almost yelped as Brad forced himself deeper
between his beautiful muscled globes, keeping up a
steady pressure until he had more than half of his
enormous dick inside the husky woodsman. Finally Brad
pushed up in one final powerful stroke, and Joe let
out a roar as Brad's ball bag connected with Joe's
low-hangers and his pecs pressed into Joe's back.

With Joe Cochran's legs spread wide on either side of
his, and with his big, callused hands clamped around
Joe's waist, Brad began to plow his mate's big round
ass with his rock hard prick. Joe was soon thoroughly
enjoying the other logger's massive tool, his
primitive snarls and growls showing how much he
enjoyed having his guts filled with Brad's hard,
probing firehose. Determined to gratify his mate's
cravings to the maximum, Brad thrust his pelvis back
and forth, back and forth, swinging his body in a big
rocking motion.

Joe went wild, reacting to every thrust of Brad's
throbbing battering ram by pushing his ass back. His
firm round glutes jiggled like two mounds of jello as
Brad pounded his ass. With each deep upward thrust of
Brad's thick mule-dick into his tight chute, Joe
emitted a loud, throaty groan. With each thrust of his
pulsing fuck tool into Joe's mancunt, Brad's guttural
grunt reverberated off the cabin walls. The two of
them were grunting like animals, totally focussed on
their own intense pleasure. Their hot sweaty, muscular
bodies were thrusting and humping for an eternity, or
those 15 minutes seemed like one.

Crazed with lust, Joe began beating his meat with one
hand as he continued to be plowed by Brad's steel bar.
But Brad pulled Joe's hand away and Joe moaned as
Brad's strong hand cupped and fondled him. Then Brad
started to pump on Joe's shaft like he was jacking his
own cock. Joe really got into it, fucking Brad's
callused, ham-like hand as it pumped up and down his
massive cock, keeping in time with Brad's strokes.
Their fierce and turbulent mating continued until the
pace approached a wild, unrestrained crescendo.

Brad's senses had reached their most intense
excitement level. He was like a fucking sex engine,
his hips slamming into Joe's ass with wet slapping
sounds as his cock steamed, coring the brawny hunk
again and again. Faster and faster, harder and harder,
Brad rammed his clublike cock into Joe's hot, inviting
manpussy, Joe's thick muscular rectal walls massaging
his invading porker. At the same time Brad pumped
Joe's throbbing manhood, feeling Joe's balls getting
tighter as they bounced against Brad's own and Joe got
closer to shooting his load.

The taut satiny skin of Joe's cockhead flared out and
turned an angry purple as Brad thrust deeply in and
out of his mate's rectum. Joe's cock jumped in Brad's
grip, and his throat emitted a primal shriek
announcing his imminent discharge. Brad felt Joe's
jerking cock start to shoot load after load of creamy
white spunk, and Joe's ass spasmed and tightened
around Brad's raging phallus, bringing Brad to the
apex of his sensuous potency at the same time.

Brad let out a primordial roar as he delivered one
last powerful thrust, and his throbbing organ exploded
deep inside his mate. His whole body turned rigid and
he pumped Joe's guts with rich hot ejaculate as Joe's
powerful anal spasms milked him just like a cow. At
the same time, Joe ground his ass back and forth.
Brad's large hand was soon coated in thick cream
dripping off his fingers, flying out of Joe's thick
cock as Joe sprayed endless jets of hot super bull
semen while Brad climaxed up his butthole.

As their engorged ball sacs emptied their scorching
contents, their heavy breathing and racing heartbeats
gradually returned to normal. They stood on wobbly
legs, so weak from the fuck that had not the wall been
supporting them they would have collapsed. Then Brad
pulled away and they staggered back onto the mattress.

Needless to say, after that first wild romp in which
they had consummated their lust for each other, the
two gargantuan lumberjacks ravished each other's
bodies every night until the first snow storm closed
the camp for the season.

THE END