Eleven-and-a-half: A Fantasy Of Great Length by Ray Wilder

Chapter 24: Flashback

This is a work of fiction. All the characters, events and locations
portrayed in this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to real persons,
events or locations is purely coincidental.

Copyright © 1996. All rights, implicit or implied, except for
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	The next day, after a long drive across hundreds of miles of the
most boring landscape he had ever seen: corn and corn and more corn.
Arnold pulled into a large city that promised, at the very least, a good
workout location. He checked into a small motel just off the interstate and
called the owner of the car he was driving.
	"Hello?" The voice was female and sultry, as though she had been
awakened.
	"Hello. Is this the Patterson residence?"
	"Yes."
	"My name is Arnold. I'm delivering your station wagon."
	"Oh, hi. When do you think you'll get here?"
	"I figure tomorrow in the late afternoon. Will someone be there?"
	"Just a second."
	A hand covered the mouthpiece and Arnold could hear a muffled
conversation. There seemed to be some point of disagreement.
	"Yes, Arnold. That'll be fine. My daughter has just arrived from
college and she would be glad to be here to receive the car. Is everything
okay?"
	"Yes, ma'am. The car's running fine. Look. If there's a problem
with me coming tomorrow, I can change my schedule and make it another
time."
	"No. Tomorrow afternoon will be just fine. Do you know how to get
here?"
	"The directions you left with the car seem to be pretty clear. I'll
pick up a map when I get into town. And I can always stop and ask
directions, or call."
	"Oh, don't bother calling here for directions. We've just gotten
settled here, ourselves. The blind leading the blind. You know what I
mean?"
	"Sure, Mrs. Patterson. I'm sure I won't have any problems."
	"By the way, Arnold. Would you be able to give my daughter a hand
unloading the stuff from the car? I'll make it worth your while." The
strange tone of Mrs. Patterson's voice elicited several choices as to what
would be worth his while.
	"Sure. No problem. Would someone be able to get me to the train
station afterwards so that I can get downtown?"
	"I don't see that as being a problem. I'm sure my daughter would be
happy to give you a lift."
	"That would be great. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon then."
	"I won't be here. But I'll make sure that Suzanne is."
	"Okay. Tell her I'll call if it looks like I'm going to be
delayed."
	"Fine, Arnold. Thanks for calling. Bye."
	"Good bye."
	Arnold hung up the phone. It was quite apparent that Suzanne
Patterson was not the least bit thrilled about having to hang around the
house to sign for her parents car. He knew that whatever he did, there
would probably be some dissatisfaction involved. He needed the car report
signed stating the vehicle had been received in good condition so he could
get his deposit back. He hoped Suzanne wouldn't try to take her anger
against her mother out on him.
	The motel was about a fifteen minute walk from a small gym he had
contacted before leaving home so he decided to go there on foot. He grabbed
his gym bag, stopped at the front desk to confirm directions to the place
and headed out.
	The gym was dreary, under- and ill-equipped, and Arnold whisked
through his workout on creaking, groaning gear that instilled little
confidence in its ability to deal with the weight it was carrying. The
people were just as uninspired as the gear and he found little reason to
hang around afterwards. He grabbed a quick bite at a restaurant across the
highway from the motel and headed back to his equally depressing room.
	This was definitely not the place to be alone, but he had not met
anyone in whom he had the least interest in helping him make it through the
night. Besides, anyone would have had a hard time living up to his
experiences of the previous night. Maybe it was all for the best. He hoped
there would be more to distract and occupy him once he reached his
destination.
	He turned on the television, flopped down naked on the bed and
watched two cycles of the news channel, then flipped around to see what
movies might be on. He was disappointed when he changed to a channel just
in time to hear the immortal words, "...start of a beautiful friendship,"
and the two men walked off into the fog as the usual suspects were being
rounded up.
	Click. "...only one nineteen ninety-five. But wait, there's more."
Click. "...not sold in any stores." Click. Click. Click. Three sitcoms,
sports, news, weather, an old British thriller with a lot of bad overacting
and scratchy sound track and then some guy with his face buried between the
legs of a totally uninterested woman and a lot of slurping and moaning and
fake emotions and then the guy pulled back and raised himself up revealing
a huge cock. He waved it around and the woman half-heartedly begged him to
fuck her and he crawled up between her legs and stuck his huge cock into
her cunt and flailed away for about thirty five seconds and they both
moaned and then he pulled out of her and shot his wad across her
stomach. Very depressing. Click off. Arnold was glad he had brought a book.
	He started to read but his attention wandered back to the images on
the television. His body was all pumped up. He really loved the feeling of
his muscles, full of blood, ready to burst through his skin. Unconsciously,
his hand roamed up and down his well-defined abdomen and across his firm,
round pectorals. He squeezed them, fondled them, pinched the nipple. A
lovely shot of energy ran through his body and ended in a nice little
tingling sensation in the tip of his cock.
	He laid the book aside and grabbed both his nipples, pinching them
as hard as he could with the tips of his fingernails. His cock almost leapt
off his crotch. The rest of his body was starting to buzz as well. He got
out of bed and stood in front of the full length mirror on the closet
door. As he flexed and stretched his bulging muscles his cock, which was
hanging loosely between his legs looking like a huge animal with a life of
its own, began to stiffen quickly. Within a minute it was raging hard and
turning a dark shade of red. The sight of his body in the mirror, sporting
that huge hard-on, was turning him on and the effect fed back on the
hardness of his cock until it was aching deliciously.
	Arnold went to the bathroom and got a bottle of skin moisturizer
out of his shaving kit. He squirted a large quantity of it on his cock and
began to work his hands up and down the long, thick shaft, squeezing extra
hard as he reached the flaring head of the cock. This was feeling very
good. He went back into the room and stood in front of the mirror
again. The sight of his cock, glistening with the coating of lubricant, and
his huge, bulging body were awe-inspiring. His eyes roamed over the image
before him as though he had never seen it before. He tried to imagine what
it was like to see this for the first time. No wonder people were so
attracted to him. He was very lucky.
	He was also very close to an orgasm. He turned the television back
on to the channel he had been watching; an in-house movie. The guy with the
big cock was with another woman and she was bent over the back of a chair,
her ass waving seductively at him, enticing him to ram that big cock up her
cunt.
	"Oooh, Baby. Come on. I want your cock right now. Fuck me with that
big cock."
	"You want this big cock?"
	"Yeah. I want you to fuck me."
	"Okay, baby. Here it comes."
	The man on the screen moves towards the waiting cunt of the
woman. She waves her ass around some more and he finally grabs her with one
hand, his cock with the other, and moves into her.
	Arnold's cock really hurt. It was getting unusually hard for just
masturbation and he found himself becoming more involved with the couple on
the screen. As the man and woman "ooohed" and "ahhhed" and swore at each
other and moaned and groaned, Arnold slid his hands up and down his shaft
in rhythm with their movements. His balls ached; he hoped they would cum
before a commercial break, if there was one.
	The image jumped around, becoming very disjointed. It was as though
several different sessions were being edited together. The couple's state
of excitement seemed to ebb and flow in a discontinuous manner. Arnold had
trouble matching their state of arousal as time seemed to jump back and
forth. Just when he thought they were going to cum, the camera angle
changed drastically and the man was shown sliding his cock into her cunt
again with a motion that indicated first entry; cautious, slow. All the
time, stupid music with the disco beat, drum machine and redundant horn
solo kept playing, setting a rhythm and mood having nothing to do with what
was happening on the screen.
	Finally, Arnold figured it out. The guy on the screen hadn't been
able to keep from shooting so they kept editing in different footage to
make it seem longer. He imagined himself in front of that camera, the
director telling him to hurry up, they had already used too much film. The
woman begging him to cum because she didn't have the energy for a fifth
orgasm. His cock still rock hard, his muscles bulging, his body straining
and sweating as he rammed into the woman's cunt with jack hammer
force. Fuck them. He was going to enjoy this, even if it took all night. If
she wanted him to cum, then she had better make it worth his while.
	The woman realizes what he's doing.
	"All right, asshole. You wanna cum, I'll make you cum!"
	She begins a slow, rotating motion coupled with a flexing of her
vaginal muscles. Suddenly she is no longer the disinterested, uninspired
actress on the television. Her body firms into bulging, finely toned
muscles, her breasts become full and hard, the nipples erect and
jutting. Her ass is solid, her back broad, her neck thick and sturdy. She
clamps her cunt down on his cock and he moans in pleasurable agony. The
juices boil in his balls and he rams his cock harder and harder into her
cunt and she begins to flow and drive her ass harder against his thrusts
and he runs his hands over her muscular back and down around her breasts
which he cups and massages, pinching the nipples and twisting the nipples
and squeezing the nipples and pressing the nipples and she moans and cries
and heaves herself against him and his balls explode, sending a huge rush
of cum up his shaft and the gooey substance shoots out of his cock and he
remembers to pull his cock out of her cunt so the camera can see the huge
orgasm he is having. She cries out as he leaves her, for she is just on the
edge of her own orgasm. Her hand dives between her legs and quickly works
her clit and the sensation shakes her body. As the last drop of cum flies
from the head of his cock he rams the still rigid shaft back into her cunt
and with seven hard, deep, mind-blowing thrusts he flings her into another
orgasm and she shakes and shivers, her taut, well-defined muscles standing
out in detail all over her body. Juice floods from her cunt and down her
legs and his shaft and drips off his balls and she cries his name and begs
him not to stop. Her cries are ear-splitting as she loses herself to the
incredible orgasm and then she sinks to her knees and he goes down with her
and continues to pump her cunt with his huge organ and finally she
collapses on the floor, her body heaving in great breaths and the last
vestiges of the destructive orgasm.
	Yes, it's sad. Once they've done a scene with Arnold, they never
have another orgasm for the rest of their lives. We loose more good
actresses that way.
	Arnold had cum all over his chest and the globs of sperm were
dripping down his firm, round pecs and abdominals. His huge cock was still
hard, but seemed to be showing some signs of letting up. The couple on the
television were smoking cigarettes and having some inane conversation about
another woman; how she didn't seem to be able to have an orgasm. She
evidently had already done her scene with Arnold.
	Arnold turned the television off again and headed for the shower to
clean up. On his way past the window he noticed someone peeking through the
opening between two inadequately closed drapes. He would have to be more
careful in the future about making sure they were closed. He also wondered
if he should confront the peeping (Tom? Judy?). His cock was still pretty
hard, his muscles were yearning for some action. He decided to wait until
he had cleaned up. If they were still there when he was through he'd
investigate further. Meanwhile, he liked the attention.
	He left the bathroom door open, climbed into the shower and quickly
washed off the residue of his orgasm. When he was done he drew the shower
curtain aside, and grabbed a towel off the rack. He was sure he could still
see someone at the window. He made a show of drying off, paying great
attention to the huge cock that hung between his thick thighs. He lifted
it, rubbed it, slowly dried the scrotum and two huge balls, flexing his
muscles powerfully with each movement. He felt like the times in the gym
when he made his cock fall out of his jock strap for Mr. Ridell. Only this
time he didn't know who he was performing for. The idea of this excited
him.
	When he was finished he walked, naked, into the room, stood at the
foot of the bed and did some very superfluous but visually exciting
stretches. He casually glanced over at the window and ascertained that his
observer was still there. Figuring there had to be some sort of commitment
sooner of later, he looked straight at the window and beckoned the person
with his forefinger.
	The shape moved away from the window and seconds later there was a
knock at the door. Arnold was a little surprised. He didn't think the
person would actually respond. He suddenly felt very naked. He went to the
door and peeked out the tiny fish-eye lens.
	Surprise. Standing away from the door with the obvious intention of
letting him get a clear look at them was. . . well. . . them. A young man
and woman, not much older than Arnold. They were dressed in casual, yet
nice clothes. They looked like they had just gone out on a first date
together and decided to stop by the local highway motel for a quick peek at
the evening's occupants. They were both good-looking. The man had a neck
and shoulders that spoke of a serious interest in body building. His bare
forearms were covered with veins. The round bulge of his biceps peeked out
from under his sleeves and two substantial pecs pushed against the fabric
of his shirt. The front of his jeans sported a bulge that, while not nearly
as long as Arnold's, seemed to be extremely thick.
	The girl was a full-blown body building enthusiast. Her neck rose
strongly from the open collar of her blouse with the definition of her
collar bone and neck muscles proclaiming her involvement in the sport. He
could see the rounded form of her shoulders that bore witness to hours of
hard work raising lots of weights. Her breasts were large but high;
incredibly long nipples showed beneath her blouse. The look in her eye gave
proof of her confidence in her physical appearance. They stood together,
arm around each other's waist. They were close. They were intimate, in
fact. And, by the look in their eyes, they were both very horny.
	Arnold could not fathom what this all had to do with him. They
seemed, at first glance at least, perfectly able to send each other soaring
off into spiraling flights of orgasmic bliss. They should be in the next
room of this motel right now, ecstatically ramming their bodies together,
causing the other occupants in the motel to call the front desk,
complaining about the loud moans and screams coming from room
seventeen. Instead, they were getting their jollies by peeking into the
window of room eighteen, watching Arnold wank himself off in front of a
poorly made, badly acted, terribly edited, horrendously scored, hopelessly
stagnant fuck flick. Maybe they had been watching the same film and decided
the huge stud in the next room was better entertainment. No doubt he
was. But how did they know he was there and that he would be putting on a
show?
	Arnold decided that a bit of caution was called for. He pulled on
his gym shorts and a T-shirt before opening the door. He gave one more
check in the peep hole. They were standing there, waiting patiently, as
though they were prepared to stay there all night until he opened the door.
	So?
	He opened the door. He then realized that he had forgotten to put
on a jock strap under his shorts and his huge cock was precariously
balanced on the rib of material where the two legs met at the crotch. One
false move and his giant schlong was going to come tumbling out into full
view. The thought made dangerous stirrings in his groin.
	"Hi."
	"Hello. My name is Tom. This is Judy."
	"You're kidding."
	"No. Why?"
	"Never mind. Just a coincidence. I'm Arnold."
	"We have a friend over at the gym you were at tonight. He told us
that you were just passing through town and so we thought you might like
some company."
	"So you just decided to drop over and grab a quick show."
	Judy came to their defense. "Actually, we were just trying to find
your room. The man at the desk wouldn't give us your room number, because
we didn't know your last name."
	"Just doing his job, I suspect." Arnold was a bit miffed at their
presumptions.
	"Actually, we figured you didn't mind so much, as you hadn't taken
any precautions in securing your privacy."
	"I guess I should have checked the curtain. But still..."
	"But still, even when you knew we were there, you seemed to enjoy
performing for us. Unless we totally misunderstood your actions."
	What the hell were these two getting at? They talked like a couple
of dictionaries. They certainly didn't seem like the type to go creeping
around highway motels. There was only one answer. Sex. They positively
reeked of it. They had been watching him through the window and now they
wanted to play. But they were being very discreet. Their eyes were locked
firmly on his. They didn't even acknowledge the fact that he was so
scantily dressed. Neither did their eyes roam his body, drinking in each
delicious inch of magnificent man-flesh as even the most casual observer
usually did. They wanted to establish their legitimacy first. They made no
move to force their way in, but let it be known they would not move from
their position until requested to do so.
	Arnold had no response to their accusations. They were, of course,
correct. He simply raised an eyebrow and waited for them to make their
case.
	Again, Judy spoke. "Both of us are into big men. Our friend at the
gym usually fills that role for us. But when he saw you, he knew we would
be interested and gave us a call. He knows our tastes and told us we had
'hit the jackpot'. His words."
	"We figured you probably wouldn't have found much in the way of
entertainment here, so it seemed likely you would be spending the evening
in. As you are."
	Mr. Ridell's words about trying everything ran through his mind. He
certainly didn't have any objections to sharing the evening with these
two. It was just the idea that they had presumed so much. Perhaps an
initial invitation to join them for a cup of coffee. Or even to meet him at
the gym. But seeing as the ice had already been broken. . .
	"I guess you should come on in."
	"Thank you. Judy and I appreciate your openness. We realize you're
just passing through town and it seemed imprudent to waste a lot of time on
meaningless social interactions when it is quite apparent what our common
final goal is."
	They came into the room and made themselves very comfortable, very
quickly. Tom took is shirt off, revealing his bare, muscular chest. Judy
unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down and off, kicking off her shoes in
the process. She was wearing a bikini brief posing trunk. She cast Arnold
an alarmingly intense look, scrutinizing his physique and crotch.
	"You're very beautiful. You've made us both exceptionally horny."
	"I had to readjust my genitals several times while watching you
through the window. I very nearly achieved orgasm."
	Again, Arnold was stunned into non-response. Judy seemed to take
his silence in stride. She walked over to him, ran a fingernail down his
arm and across his abdomen.
	"You don't mind if we get a closer look at your own magnificent
genitals, do you?" She didn't wait for a response but casually brushed her
hand against his cock, causing it to fall from its precarious perch and
tumble into view down his right gym short leg.
	Tom was in motion immediately. He moved quickly to a position in
front of Arnold, knelt, pulled Arnold's shorts to the floor and began
devouring the huge cock.
	Judy shed her blouse, revealing two exquisite breasts with the
longest, hardest nipples Arnold had ever seen. She noticed the direction of
his stare and reached up to them and twisted them herself. Her eyes closed
and she threw her head back, savoring the feeling of the intense
sensations.
	Between the sight of Judy's body and Tom's expert manipulations of
his cock, Arnold quickly was approaching a state of sexual readiness.
	"Tom and I had a feeling you'd be quick to recover from your last
orgasm. I can't wait to get that beautiful cock inside of me."
	The use of the word 'cock' was startlingly exciting coming from
this woman.
	"Me neither."
	Arnold looked down at Tom, on his knees before the huge
erection. He was stroking and pulling on it, sending Arnold off on a flight
of sexual arousal.
	"What do you two want?" he asked hoarsely.
	"Sex," Judy said. "Unbridled, uncontrolled, unbounded, unlimited
sex." With each adjective she grabbed her breasts and twisted them and
squeezed them and pulled them, using them to visually define the kind of
activities they had in mind for the evening's entertainment.
	Tom clarified their position a bit. "We want to take you on a
sexual excursion. We all have fantasies. You obviously have some pretty
good ones, from what we saw a little while ago. We want to live them. Our
fantasy is to make love to your beautiful body and your magnificent
cock. We want you to penetrate us both with this wonderful shaft of flesh
and make us cum. What do you want?"
	"I'm afraid you haven't given me much time to think here. I'm
having a pretty good time right now. Maybe we should just play it by
ear. If anything comes to mind, I'll let you know."
	Tom seemed to agree with some deep philosophical point Arnold had
just made. "Hmmm. There is something to be said for leaving yourself open
to all options. In the meantime, you don't mind if I continue to suck your
cock, do you?"
	Arnold shrugged his shoulders and sighed in resignation. This was,
without a doubt, the weirdest experience of the trip so far. Perhaps of his
life. So far. He decided he might as well get comfortable and laid down on
the bed. Tom moved with him, hardly missing a beat as he continued to slurp
and lick Arnold's huge shaft.
	As soon as he was lying down, Judy moved to him, pulled her bikini
briefs off and started caressing and kissing his upper body. Arnold reacted
by flexing his muscles as they came under her attentions. This seemed to
increase her interest and soon she was a flurry of sexual activity,
seemingly unable to consume enough of his body fast enough. Her frenzy
drove him to higher levels of excitement. He ran his hands over her hard
body, especially enjoying the unusual sensation of her long nipples. Every
chance he got he licked and sucked them, causing her to moan loudly. Soon
he was dedicating his mouth to one of her nipples and she began to rub her
cunt against his body anywhere she could. She finally maneuvered herself
over his right arm and grasped his bicep between her legs. He flexed his
arm and she drove her cunt against the swollen muscle. Her actions
increased in speed and the sound of her moans and cries indicated she was
very close to her first orgasm.
	Tom had been observing his friend's actions. As soon as he was
certain of Arnold's involvement, he stopped sucking the huge cock and stood
up at the foot of the bed. He waited until Arnold realized that his cock
was no longer being sucked and looked to see what was going on. With
Arnold's eyes on the young man, he began a slow strip. His pecs were firm
and round. The cut between them spoke of several years of intense work. He
flexed and pumped them so that the bellies of the muscles were full and
high. Slowly he ran his hands down the sides of his rigid abdominals, his
hips pumping forward and back, causing the abdomen to contract and become
even more defined. He had a pair of button fly jeans on and it was quite
obvious that something very thick and heavy was straining to be let loose
from behind those five metal fasteners.
	Arnold stopped sucking Judy's wonderful nipple and lifted his head
to watch Tom's efforts. Judy continued to rub herself against the huge
bicep, but her attentions were also turned towards Tom.
	The belt was loosened and pulled from its loops. He laid it on the
bed then unfastened the top button. He tried to jam his hand down the front
of his pants, but he was unsuccessful. The second button was unfastened
with agonizing slowness. Now a small hint of pubic hair was seen. Again he
attempted to put his hand down his pants, but there still seemed to be too
little room. The third button came undone and now a good portion of his
pubic bush could be seen. His hand again went to the opening, but this time
was successful in making its way in. He seemed to enjoy the frustration of
not being able to get to his own cock. Arnold's left hand moved down to his
own crotch and was soon clasping his huge shaft. This seemed to drive Tom
on and he removed his hand from his pants to undo the fourth button. He
pulled the two sides of the fly apart and the base of his cock could be
seen. It was, indeed, extremely thick. It also looked like it was trying to
be very hard and Arnold figured the guy was awfully uncomfortable. He
couldn't resist.
	He sat up, apologizing to Judy for depriving her of his bicep. He
reached for Tom's jeans and undid the final button. Grabbing both sides of
the now open fly, he pulled the pants down, slowly revealing an incredibly
thick, blood-engorged cock. When the pants cleared the end of it, it flew
up and slapped against Tom's abdomen. Several drops of liquid flew out of
the head and splattered against Arnold's chest and cheek. Cum on the
pecs. Arnold was in heaven. He rubbed the juice into his skin. He then
grabbed his own cock and began to grasp and squeeze it until the first
evidences of his own over-active balls seeped from the slit in the huge
head. He bent his head forward and licked the drops off. This seemed to be
too much for both Tom and Judy.
	"Oh, my God, Judy. You see that? He can suck his own cock. Do that
again, Arnold."
	"Let me watch, too." Judy climbed off the bed and came around to
Tom. She watched as Arnold began to lick the head and top of his shaft. She
reached for Tom and began to rub his pecs while she ground her cunt against
his achingly thick cock. Arnold watched as the two seemed to unconsciously
attempt to screw. Their eyes were riveted on him, but their crotches were
being drawn slowly together. They began to pump their hips together and
Judy slowly spread her legs until she was straddling Tom's turgid
member. The more dedicated Arnold became to the task of sucking himself
off, the more aroused and insistent their actions became.
	Without taking her eyes off of Arnold's cock, she said to Tom,
"Fuck me, Tom. Fuck me while I watch this man suck his own cock. Make me
cum, Tom." Her voice was thick and desperate. She spread her legs wide and
Tom bent his, moving in between hers. His huge cock was standing straight
up and he lowered himself until the head of it just cleared her crotch. He
held on to her and they seemed to fall into some pattern of balance and
counterbalance that indicated a great deal of practice.
	Tom's cock was at least half again as thick as Arnold's and he had
to wonder how it would feel inside. He continued to suck his own cock and
several times had to slow himself down as he felt the familiar rush
fomenting at the base of his own substantial shaft.
	Slowly, with a little evidence of difficulty, Judy lowered herself
down onto Tom's cunt-splitting shaft. There was a definite battle going on
between the sensations of Tom's cock as it stimulated the walls of her cunt
with a great deal of pressure and the fact that he was so incredibly thick
that her muscles were having a hard time relaxing enough to take him
in. Surely it was worth it though, because she continued to force herself
down onto the thick shaft until she had taken him in all the way.
	"You're so thick, Tom. So thick. Oh, God. You feel
wonderful. Ooooo. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh, so thick. That's
right. Slow. Slow. Oh, so thick. Look at Arnold. Suck your cock for
us. God, you're so beautiful. I want your big cock next. Do it,
Tom. Yeah. Oh, you're in me. Oh. Oh. Oh. Fuck me now. Oh, I'm going to cum
right now. Two big cocks. I'm going to cum. Oh. Oh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Unh, unh,
unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh. Suck your cock. Suck it hard. Cum
with me. Come on. Big Cocks. Oh, God. Oh. Oh. Oh. Shoot. Shoot your
cum. Cum. Cum. Cuhhhhhhhhhhh!"
	Her body went absolutely rigid as the first contraction of a
violent orgasm grabbed hold of her body. Her head flew back, her eyes wide
open, but unseeing. Tom continued to ram his huge shaft into her cunt and
his own exertions caused his muscles to stand out in magnificent
detail. The two of them, together, made quite a scene. Arnold continued to
lick and suck his own cock, but his attentions were riveted on the
incredible carnal display before him.
	Judy's cries of release subsided but she continued to revel in the
thralls of stimulation as Tom's cock pressed hard against the walls of her
cunt. His thrusts were now so powerful, his need to cum so great, that each
time he rammed her cunt with his thick, dark cock he lifted her off the
floor. Judy's eyes turned to Arnold and saw him absentmindedly stroking and
licking his own huge member.
	"I want to suck that monster. Let me suck it."
	Tom pulled his cock out of her over-extended vagina and Judy turned
and took Arnold's swollen, rigid shaft into her mouth. Tom turned to stick
his cock back inside her. Arnold saw, for the first time, the thickness of
Tom's organ in its full. It was so thick!
	"That must feel incredible," Arnold said.
	"You want to check it out?"
	"Yeah. Let me feel it."
	Tom moved over beside Judy and let Arnold handle his remarkable
penis. Arnold grabbed the shaft with both hands and squeezed it very hard.
	"Oh, shit. Oh, yeah. Oooo yeah. Squeeze it. Squeeze my big
cock. Oh, yeah!"
	Arnold slid one hand up and down the shaft and cupped Tom's huge
balls in his other, rolling them around between his fingers, gently
applying pressure to them the way he liked to do to himself. Tom's body
went stiff with excitement. His hips began to thrust against the motion of
Arnold's hand on his shaft.
	"Oh, God, that feels so good. So good. Lick it. Lick my cock.!"
	Arnold moved his head close to the gigantic head and stuck his
tongue out. He drew the cock slowly towards his mouth, waving his tongue
around in the air. He knew this was teasing Tom and probably sending him
right up the wall. Several small drops of cum juice seeped from the slit in
the head. Tom moaned and continued to thrust his hips forward, trying to
force his way between Arnold's lips. Finally Arnold allowed the tip of
Tom's incredible cock to come in contact with his lips and a shudder
wracked Tom's body.
	During the same time, Judy nibbled her way down the length of
Arnold's eleven-and-a-half inch cock and was presently sucking each of his
enormous balls into her greedy mouth, one at a time. Arnold opened his
mouth, gasped and Tom drove his cock home. Arnold's lips were stretched to
their limit. The combination of the tastes of Tom's cock and the residue of
Judy's juices on it drove him wild. He sucked the thick shaft as hard as he
could, remembering the effect it had on Billy the night
before. Predictably, Tom immediately began to cry out as his balls exploded
with the power of a gigantic orgasm. He forcefully rammed his crotch
against Arnold's lips and spurt after voluminous spurt of salty sperm
flooded Arnold's mouth. Arnold, reacting in turn to Judy's sudden attack on
the head of his own cock, began his own thrusts and heaves of the hips. As
soon as Tom was finished cumming Arnold pulled Judy's head away from his
cock. He tilted her head until she was staring into his eyes. His voice was
thick with desire, his eyes foggy with lust.
	"I need to fuck. I want to fuck you."
	Arnold and Judy switched places. She moved up until her feet were
on the edge of the mattress, arched her back in a wrestler's bridge and
spread her legs. Arnold grabbed his huge shaft and moved between her
legs. He was very hot and very horny and he needed to cum very badly. Just
before he entered her he stopped and looked into her eyes. He wanted to
know how she wanted it. The look she gave him in return dared him to fuck
her too hard. That's all he needed to know. He leaned forward, grabbed her
two magnificent breasts, squeezed the incredibly long nipples between his
thumbs and forefingers and rammed his cock into her waiting, steaming
cunt. She screamed in joyous pain. Her body contracted and she forced
herself forward onto his huge cock. Arnold grabbed the outside of each of
her thick, muscular thighs and began pumping his cock into her with long,
mind-shattering thrusts.
	Tom moved onto the bed and straddled Judy's head, facing Arnold. He
lowered his still rigid cock down to Judy's mouth and Judy licked the shaft
and balls with her probing tongue. Tom flexed and pumped the muscles of his
upper body for Arnold, who returned the favor by making each thrust of his
body into Judy's hungry cunt as powerful and muscle tensing as
possible. Judy was quickly approaching another orgasm and she arched her
body higher and higher to allow Arnold's cock to have more access to her
clasping, sucking vagina. Thus causing her muscles to bulge and swell as
well.
	The sight of the three magnificent bodies, each straining to reach
their own sexual goals was too much for each of them.
	Arnold's grunts and groans came loud and fast, each one climbing in
pitch until he was practically screaming with lust and fury. He clasped his
arms against his sides and his huge pecs swelled on his chest. Tom groaned
with desire and his cock visibly thickened in preparation for yet another
orgasm. Judy's tongue flailed away at Tom's cock and she grabbed both her
nipples and began twisting and pulling them to increase her own level of
stimulation. Her hips bucked and leapt toward each of Arnold's lengthy
thrusts and soon her own body was vibrating uncontrollably as she soared
through another orgasm.
	Arnold's balls tightened, his cock increased markedly in girth and
let loose with an enormous flood of cum. He pounded away at Judy's cunt as
sweat poured down his incredible body. His body shook, his head flayed
around and perspiration flew off him and landed all over the room. He was
lost in the orgasm and continued to shout and grunt with each violent
thrust. The sight of Tom's muscular body before him turned him on even
further and he found himself needing to feel those muscles. Even as he
continued to cum into Judy's cunt he shouted to Tom.
	"Come here, stud. I want to feel you."
	Tom stood up on the mattress, cum still leaking from his cock, and
jumped over Judy's violently bucking body. He planted his feet on the bed
between Judy's legs, Arnold's long, rigid cock pumping between them and
flexed his muscles for Arnold. Arnold's hands grasped and hugged and
kneaded and felt and squeezed and pressed into Tom's desire filled
body. His incredibly thick, dripping cock pressed against Arnold's pecs and
the two men clasped and grabbed at each other as though they couldn't touch
each other quickly or completely enough. Their furious movements became
harder and more determined as the feel of each other's magnificent body
drove them to even higher levels of sexual excitement. Arnold finished
cumming but continued to pump his huge cock into Judy's still hungry
cunt. Her cries for more left no doubt in Arnold's mind that she wasn't in
any mood to have him stop.
	Slowly Tom lowered his body until he was almost sitting on Judy's
raised crotch. His huge scrotum hung just above her cunt and Arnold's still
thrusting cock rubbed the bottom of it; Arnold's groin pressing against the
thick, blood filled head of Tom's cock with each approach. This put the two
men at eye level and they held each other close in a powerful,
bicep-bulging hug. They mashed their lips together in a desire laden kiss
and their hands clawed and clasped each other's back.
	Arnold pulled away from the bed, carrying Tom with him. Tom set his
feet down on the floor but continued to press his hard shaft into Arnold's
groin while clasping the incredibly long cock between his legs. He flexed
his pecs and mashed them against Arnold's own massive chest. They began to
grapple and grab at each other and were soon engaged in a strange dance of
strength that seemed to have no rules except to push each other through
higher and higher levels of physical exertion. Soon they were wrestling on
the floor and their magnificent, sweat-coated bodies were bulging and
flexing.
	Judy sat on the edge of the bed and watched as the two muscle-bound
bodies swelled seductively before her. Her hand was lodged firmly between
her legs and her fingers worked quickly against her still hungry clit.
	After several minutes of this the object of Tom and Arnold's
competition soon became clear. One of them was going to put his cock in the
other's asshole. Arnold was the bigger of the two, both in size and
strength, so it was obvious who was eventually going to win. But Tom wanted
to make Arnold really work for it. Time and again Arnold would have Tom's
ass just before the head of his inflamed cock but Tom would wriggle
away. They would wrestle around the floor some more and Tom would grab at
Arnold's huge, waving shaft and squeeze it painfully. This would drive
Arnold to the point of frenzy and before long he would have Tom's ass ready
to penetrate again, only to loose it to another evasive maneuver.
	Finally, Arnold grabbed one of Tom's arms and twisted it behind his
back, forcing him face down on the floor. Their sweat covered bodies heaved
heavily with deep breathing as they savored the moment that was about to
come. Arnold forced Tom's legs apart and placed his knees on the floor
between them then slowly pulled Tom's thickly muscled arm back until he had
risen up on his hand and knees.
	Tom flexed and squeezed his ass cheeks together, causing them to
swell seductively, but also making entry impossible. Arnold raised his hand
and delivered a solid, body wracking slap to Tom's right cheek and the man
shouted with pain and desire. His ass muscles relaxed and Arnold drove his
huge, sweat coated cock between them and into the man's waiting
rectum. Again Tom cried out with a mixture of pain and pleasure, but there
was no more resistance. This was what Tom had been waiting for all night.
	"Oooo. You feel so good. So big. So big. Ah. Ah. Ah. Harder. Fuck
me
harder. Harder. Yeah. Yeah. Unh. Unh. Unh. Faster. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Oh,
yeah. Oh, this is the best. The best ever. Oh, yeah. Oh, Judy, you see his
big cock in me? Look at his big cock. Watch that big cock fuck my ass."
	Judy got off the bed and straddled Tom, sitting on his back facing
Arnold. Her hands began to roam over Arnold's upper body, much as Tom's had
earlier. She felt his pecs and biceps, his shoulders and neck, she ran her
hands through his hair and kissed him deeply on the mouth. She slowly let
her lips roam down over his body and she licked and sucked his bulging
biceps. Then she turned her oral attentions to his pecs and licked and
sucked and pulled his nipples with her teeth.
	Arnold was quickly loosing control. He didn't know how long he
could hold back or what was going to happen this time. He felt himself
riding higher and higher on his sexual energy. The constant physical
stimulation had given him no respite since these two magnificent bodies had
walked into his room. He felt himself quickly approaching a new level of
ecstasy and there was no way to know how he was going to react. He
continued to thrust his long, hard cock into the man's eager ass. Tom
continued to plead with him for more and more, harder and harder, deeper
and deeper. Arnold's thrusts became more insistent as Judy egged him on
with her oral attentions to his now swollen pecs. He flexed them harder and
harder, they grew thicker and thicker until the pain in them began to grow
and its warmth spread across his chest in a wonderful, familiar way. He
grabbed Tom's ass more firmly and braced himself against the other man in
order to increase his motions. There was no control now. His balls screamed
for release as they bashed against the other man's ass. Judy's hands were
all over his body now and the strain of reaching for this one last orgasm
caused all of his muscles to tense with incredible effort and pain. The
more intense the pain got, the higher Arnold climbed towards sexual
fulfillment. He moved one of his hands to Judy's cunt and began to
violently attack her clit. She thrust her hips forward to increase the
pressure and her body immediately began to vibrate and shake. Tom rammed
his ass back against each of Arnold's powerful thrusts and his cries of
agony/joy drove them all on.
	Finally Arnold could stand it no longer. His body let loose with a
violent thrust of strength which drove his cock deep into Tom's
ass. Several vicious volleys of sperm hurled from the base of his shaft, up
along its huge length and spewed forth into Tom's insides. Arnold grabbed
Judy with his free arm and pulled her into him, mashing his lips against
hers in a deep, bruising kiss that was more of a need to increase physical
contact than anything else. His finger pushed once more against her swollen
clit and a flood of juice poured from her cunt as her body shook with
release. Tom's cock was rigid but unable to muster up one more orgasm. He
reached beneath himself and grabbed hold of his own thick member, pushing
against its hardness just to get some sort of relief.
	With one final thrust, Arnold unloaded his last shot of sperm and
collapsed on the floor. Judy went with him to the carpet and Tom, as
Arnold's huge cock vacated his now throbbing asshole, fell forward in sheer
exhaustion. No one moved. Only the sound of heavy breathing and the
occasional shudder indicating the last vestiges of orgasm could be heard.
	After a couple of minutes Arnold roused himself, looked at the two
other muscular bodies which had discarded themselves on the floor, and
stood up. He quickly jumped into the shower to wash himself off and then
returned to the room, drying himself with one of the hopelessly small bath
towels. The other two hadn't moved a magnificently developed muscles.
	He picked up Judy, laid her on one side of the bed, deposited Tom
on the other and then crawled in between them. They both immediately turned
toward him and their hands reached for and clasped the now semi-deflated
eleven-and-a-half inch cock.
	Arnold flexed his groin muscles which caused his cock to swell a
bit. Both of the other two groaned.
	Judy said, "Don't even think about it."
	"But..."
	"Say good night, Arnold."
	"Good night Arnold."
	Tom rolled over, turned out the bedside light and within seconds
they were all asleep.