Date: Sun, 11 Jul 2004 08:30:18 -0500
From: Allen Giffen <tutus69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Solarium Sex

      Allen's stiff prick slid sloppily up and down Donny's asscrack as he
hugged Donny tightly, his breath pumping hotly into Donny's ear,
accompanied with small jets of spittle.  Donny's head had fallen backward
in languished relaxation as he gave in to the multiple pleasures coursing
through his body, one of which was the hard dick massaging his asscheeks.
Every once in a while Allen's angry dicktip knocked at Donny's puckered
hole. And though their bodies were thick with sweat, not only from their
heated rutting but also because the solarium seemed more humid than usual,
Donny could still feel Allen's thick matt of chest hair sliding sensually
across his back like a warm wet rag. The intermittent sucking sound when
Allen lower chest pulled away from Donny's back added to both men's
pleasure. And then there was the matter of Allen's expert hands.  The men,
locked tightly together with Allen's arms wrapped around Donny, Allen's
hands alternated between caressing Donny's pecs and manipulating the
monster hanging between Donny's legs.

      "Fuck, I love this," panted Allen as one hand journeyed around
Donny's pec, stopping every once in a while to pinch the nipple lightly,
while the other hand squeezed and pulled on the massive cock, still
relatively flaccid but already leaking copious amounts of precum that
either fell to the solarium's damp floor in rich wet drops, or splattered
onto any one of the men's combined four legs as Allen's manipulations
caused the gigantic log to flop around.

      As Allen was about to slowly insert his aching cock into the furnace
of Donny's ass, both men turned their heads to the right as they were
greeted with a, "Hey, guys, want some of this?"

      Donny's 19 year old intern Karl stood at the solarium's entrance,
arms raised as if he were the star football player who had just scored for
the team, clothed only in Donny's black leather chaps and a worn wife
beater.  The chaps were real.  Donny had worn them for years, riding at his
family's ranch.  The thick leather was scarred with age, which made Karl's
smooth taut muscled flesh look very inviting.  The two men watched the
blond muscleboy's hooded dick harden and stand up in mere seconds as he
gazed on the men's frenzied movements.  They smiled, remembering what it
was like to have a dick go hard that quickly.

      As Karl walked toward the two older men, a broad smile worked its way
across his youthful babyface, his straight dark blond hair starting to
plaster to his head from the solarium's humidity, and his nervousness.
Yes, a babyface, but the body was all man.  Both Donny and Allen reacted to
the sight of the musclestud approaching them, his massive pecs, and now
rock hard dick, bouncing in unison with each step.  The thick leather of
the chaps creaked mutely as the age softened leather slid along Karl's leg
muscles, caressing them as the teen's muscles bunched and relaxed with each
step.  Allen groaned into Donny's ear; Donny's monster started to waken.

      Karl stopped a couple of feet in front of Donny, his eyes riveted on
Donny's hardening cock.  He'd never seen a cock that big.  Though Karl had
seen the outline of it in his boss's clothing numerous times, his mind
wouldn't accept that it could actually be that big.  But his mind, nor his
steel hard cock, could ignore the reality of the veined shaft hanging in
front of him.

      While Allen lost himself to focusing on the thrilling sensations
spiraling around his body caused by his dick rocking along Donny's trench,
Donny stared at the musclepup's smooth face.  Sweat was starting to run
down Karl's slightly reddening cheeks.  Though Donny had eyed his young
intern appreciatively in the past, only now did he notice Karl's puffy
lower lip and imagined what it would feel like locked against his own lips,
or moving slowly along the warm bumpy length of his own dick.

      "Whoa, cowboy, whoa," yelled Donny as he grabbed Karl under his arms,
stopping the teen from ending up on his knees.  As the full weight of
Karl's body rested in Donny's arms, his hands cupping Karl's damp armpits,
Karl's face was suspended momentarily across from Donny's chest.  As Karl
moved his eyes up to look at Donny wondering why he was stopped from his
journey toward wrapping his lips around the largest cock he'd ever seen, he
took in the sight of Allen's hand as it manipulated one of Donny's pecs and
also spotted one of Donny's biceps, shining with sweat and bulging from the
effort of holding the teen.  Karl's dick twitched in reaction and a tiny
bubble of precum oozed out of his slit.

      Donny pulled Karl up and toward him, slamming his mouth onto the
young stud's, sucking it hungrily.  Karl responded energetically by sucking
back, letting his tongue play the submissive puppy role to his boss's alpha
tongue, and reached to pull Donny toward him.  His hands slipped in between
the pressed bodies of Donny and Allen.  Karl was rewarded with having his
hands lost in the damp heat of the two older men's bodies sealed together
by sweat.  As he pulled his boss's body into his own, Karl's palms pressed
into Donny's back and Allen's sea of chest hair rippled across the tops of
his hands.  It felt really nice.

      For his part, once Donny had a liplock on Karl, he wrapped his arms
around the kid and worked his hands underneath the wife beater. Donny felt
more blood surging into his cock as he journeyed around the wide and
smoothly muscled back.  Pressing even more against the young man's back,
Donny slid his hands southward, curved in at the base of the spine and
slipped under the tied leather waist of the chaps.

      Karl moaned into Donny's mouth as Donny's hands staked their claim on
Karl's assflesh and then jammed their crotches together.  Donny squeezed,
marveling at the firmness of Karl's cheeks, and started rhythmically
pulling the teen's midsection to his.  Karl's hard abs pulsed against
Donny's stomach as the two breathed in and out.

      With his hands still firmly holding Karl's melon cheeks, Donny
suddenly pushed Karl away from him, his forearms locked underneath the rear
waist of the chaps.  He raped the musclepup's manbody with his eyes.
Karl's eyes glowed with sexual need in response as Donny moved his hands to
the kid's shoulders.

      Feeling the two pull apart and his hands suddenly freed from the warm
prison of Donny's and Karl's chests, Allen reached out blindly, landing on
Karl's chest.  He worked each pec forcefully, ripping the frayed material
of the wife beater and stretched his head around the side of Donny's to be
able to visually feast on his handiwork.  Karl's head fell backward.  A
grunting moan snuck out of the teen's mouth, and both Donny and Allen
realized that a pleasure zone of Karl's had been tapped.

      Donny leaned forward and started sucking on one of Karl's neckbones,
then moved his mouth down to a pec, forcing one of Allen's hands away.
Allen set both hands working on the other pec as Donny's mouth locked onto
the nipple of his mound of teen muscle.  Donny then started chewing on the
one nipple while Allen pulled on the other one.  Karl's body started to
quiver in response.

      "Stop!" shouted Donny as he let go of the pec with a trail of spit
connecting his mouth to the nipple, pushed Allen's hands away, grabbed the
teen's cock, and squeezed...hard.  "Don't you cum, asshole...not yet!"
Allen watched over Donny's shoulder as Karl's quivering body gradually came
to rest while grunts of pain came out of the kid's mouth.  The whole time
Donny had one fist surrounding Karl's joint, the other was holding firmly
onto the back of the musclekid's neck.

      "Let go..it hurts!" said Karl.  Donny let go and pushed Karl down to
his knees.  Karl landed on the tiled floor, the leather chaps protecting
his knees.  Now at eye level with Donny's dick, Karl forgot about the dull
throbbing pain in his own dick.

      "Want it?  Want to taste it?  Can you make it harder?" Donny teased
as one hand played with his cock while he held Karl's chin with the other,
rubbing his thumb over Karl's lips as Karl tried to trap the digit in his
mouth.  "Here, practice," said Donny as he slipped his thumb over the
teen's pouty bottom lip and into his mouth.  Allen went back to Donny's
pecs and pressed his face against the back of Donny's neck as he listened
to Karl noisily suck on the thumb.  Karl had wrapped his bulging arms
around Donny's legs and ran his hands along the older man's inner thighs.

      Donny let go of his dick, surprised at how much harder it was getting
and how quickly, grabbed the hair on Karl's head, pulled the kid's head
upward roughly, and while taking his thumb out of Karl's mouth, stared and
said, "Do it."  Karl's open mouth had saliva running out of each corner.
He bent slightly and sucked in as much of Donny's dickhead as he could.
Donny hissed as he sucked in air.  Sensing Donny's new level of arousal,
Allen took his cue and shoved his dick into Donny's steamy tunnel.
Normally Allen took his time working his way into Donny's shitchute, but
this time he was just too hot to wait.  Luckily, since the two men were
regular fuckbuddies, Allen only had to wait a short time before he started
longdicking Donny.

      Meanwhile, Karl was lost in his worship of Donny's tool.  By now, it
was just about at full mast...really really full.  He had let go of the
head and was how working his mouth up and down the length of the tube as
his biceps hardened while locking his arms tighter around Donny's legs.
Though careful not to bare teeth, Karl had stretched his lips over his
teeth and was gently chewing on his boss's manhood.  Karl's manipulations
kept Donny's dick pointing downward.  Karl's saliva streamed to the tip of
Donny's dick, mixed with the flow of precum, and a steady stream of thick
liquid fell to the tiled floor.

      Having spent a few minutes using his hands to help guide Karl's head
around his dick, Donny now lifted Karl to a standing position by his head,
looked into the glazed over musclepup's stare and ordered, "Turn around and
pull your asscheeks apart."  Karl did as he was told.  It took a moment for
Donny to line up his dickhead with the kid's tiny pucker, what with the
sexual frenzy of the moment and Allen's pounding away in back.

      Donny reached for Karl's waist and pulled the kid toward him as he
pressed his hardness against the teen's unrelenting backdoor.

      "Relax, asshole!" and then Donny felt the head of his dick pop into
Karl.  With a grunt and a mighty effort, he then forced half the length of
his cock into the teen's asshole and felt the muscles inside spasming.  As
the waves of pleasure on his dick matched the waves of teenage butt muscle
moving around his dick, Donny moved his hands to Karl's ribcage and pulled
the kid closer to him, his chest against Karl's sweaty backskin, the
wifebeater now less than a rag.  Donny then locked a hand onto each of the
firm pecs, and held on to them as leverage as he began pumping in and out
of the heated tunnel.

      The three men were locked in one fuck.  It was one body, one asshole,
one dick.  The only sounds were the coordinated grunts of the three men,
with the sound of the waterfall at the other end of the solarium adding a
musical texture.

      Allen came first, his open mouth on Donny's neck, grunting out bursts
of air and spit with each flex of his dick inside Donny's ass.  He
continued his fucking motion while shooting and much of his load leaked
out, running down both his and Donny's legs.  He stayed pressed against
Donny's back, panting.

      Donny felt his own end approaching, pulled out of Karl's ass with a
noisy pop, spun the dazed kid around to face him, and pushed him down to
his knees.

      "Your face," Donny barely panted out as he looked down at the teen's
babyface, "your hands...now!"  Karl realized what his boss wanted, wrapped
both hands around the obscenely huge dick, and ran them back and forth
along its length, his own painfully stiff dick drooling precum as he
focused on pleasing Donny.

      "Look at me," came out in a ragged whisper.  Karl looked up at Donny.
As Donny stared at the babyface, tremors ran through his legs and he
watched his ropes of cum shoot out and mix with the sweat on Karl's face.
Karl instinctively closed his eyes...and opened his mouth.  Some of the
load went into the open mouth; most of it landed on Karl's face, or shot
off to each side, landing with splats on the floor.

      Donny lifted the muscled body of the dazed teenager and began noisily
sucking his own cum off the kid's face.  Karl pressed into Donny, his
leather covered legs pressing against Donny's, his dick rubbing at his
boss's waist, aching to unload.

      By this time, Allen had pulled out of Donny's ass and he'd moved
around behind the standing Karl.  Allen pressed against the hard muscled
body of the teenager, and reached down to rub the now very warm, very wet,
and very soft leather of the chaps.  He rubbed harder and harder, feeling
the kid's firm leg muscles underneath.

      "Don't," Donny ordered as he pushed both men away.  As the three
sweaty men separated from each other, Donny grabbed Karl's shoulders and
locked eyes with him.

      "You don't cum now... and not later tonight...and not tomorrow
morning...and not tomorrow afternoon.  Tomorrow night, you meet me here and
I want you in full football gear.  All of it, you hear me?  And you'll cum
tomorrow night.  You'll cum a lot.  You'll cum when I make you cum...you'll
cum till it hurts...and then you'll cum even more.  Understand?"

      Karl nodded to his boss.  Donny and Allen embraced as they watched
the muscleteen walk away.  As Karl's asscheeks pumped and dimpled with each
step, Donny imagined them covered by shiny skintight football pants.


Hope you enjoyed the story.  Feel free to write and tell me your favorite
parts.  Allen at tutus69@hotmail.com