Date: Fri, 24 Mar 2000 21:53:35 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Dog Pound Daze, part 13

Dog Pound Daze, part 13		by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is continuation of characters presented in Feelings of
Security and To Folsum and Beyond.

NOTE: This story includes references and descriptions to gay, male to male
sex, if such matters offend you, please exit.  Also, actions of a sexual
nature occur in this story which are not a statement supporting unsafe
sexual practices, this is a work of fiction and fantasy.


Eric took a deep breath and sprawled next to Red.  He wrapped his arm
around the stocky muscle pup and idly played with one of the large red
nips.

"I had a moment of jealousy and set up a scene to teach my partner here a
lesson.  Only thing is, after all that has happened with you, it is I who
is getting the lesson.  Let me tell you what you missed."

Tom had arrived home to find Frank waiting for him to help set up the scene
Eric wished to create.  Tom had retrieved several items from the bedroom
and rejoined Frank in the basement shower area.  He sat quietly while Frank
began shaving his body.  Having his body shaved was something Tom found
both part of a sex scene that was humiliating by nature and erotic to him.
He watched patiently as Frank expertly began with his head, shaving it
smooth, trimming his goatee into a style particularly appealing to Eric and
then proceeded to remove the rest of Tom's body hair.  Tom rinsed off in
the shower and stood before the leather master for inspection.  Frank
smiled and slapped his ass as the huge muscle man stood before him with
only a goatee, moustache and eyebrows remaining.  Tom walked quietly to the
playroom and assisted in setting up his restraint for Eric.  He pulled
socks and work boots on then stood before the St. Andrews cross.

"No, Eric wants you over here this time."  Frank motioned and Tom took his
spot.  Frank slipped wrist restraints around the man's thickly muscle arms
and raised them to the sides over his head.  A collar was snapped around
his neck.  Leg restraints were buckled into place and his legs placed far
enough apart that any movement caused him to rise on his toes.  Frank hung
a weighted ballsack from Tom's already huge low-hangers.  Another cock ring
was snapped on and Tom's cock responded by growing almost instantly.  A
weight was hung from a d-ring and the big cock and balls dangled downward.

"Take a deep breath Tom."  Frank slipped a hood over Tom's head then
snapped a gag in place.  He didn't flip the eye patches down so Tom could
still see what was going on.  He watched as Frank took his favourite butt
plug and lubed it.  He walked behind Tom and slowly slid it into place.
Tom moaned as the big, fat plug hit his buttons.  His dick began stiffening
again.  Frank stood in front of Tom and smiled.  He took a quick swat at
the big dick and set it bobbing in motion.

Frank crisscrossed leather straps over Tom's torso pulling it tight and
making the muscles push outward in thick hard mounds.  The pecs were pushed
forward with the nipples protruding even more.  The straps were looped
above Tom's head to keep them tight across his chest and give him even more
of a marionette look.

Frank tested the restraints and moved Tom from side to side.  The big
muscle man's body stood out in etched relief as he struggled to maintain
his balance.  Tom tested the restraints himself pumping and flexing his
muscles.  He watched his body swell in the mirror on either side of the
door and felt sweat slowly breakout over his body.  Frank gave Tom's big
cock a solid tug and smiled again.

"If Eric didn't have plans for you, I'd be working this hot body over.  You
are fucking awesome.  Don's gonna be a very lucky man tonight.  I'll lock
the door on my way out.  You be a good boy and do what Eric tells you."
Frank closed the playroom door behind him.  Tom now had a complete wall of
mirrors to watch his struggling body.  The sight of his big beefy frame
hanging from the restraints got his dick hard.  He struggled against the
attached weights but his cock still managed to stick out proud and hard
from his now smooth, hairless body.  Tom tried to see a clock on the far
wall but couldn't get a direct view.  He couldn't tell exactly what time it
was but could tell by the minutes changing that time was passing.  It was
about 45 minutes before he heard someone come in upstairs.  He couldn't
tell if it was Eric, Mike or Doug.  The anticipation was starting to get
the better of him.  Sweat was trickling down his sides and over his abs.

Whoever was upstairs stopped at the top of the basement stairs and stood
quietly for a few seconds.  He heard them walk slowly upstairs and then be
too far away to hear anymore.  Tom was arousing himself again by watching
his body flex in the mirrors, when he heard footsteps approaching on the
first floor.  They very slowly made their way to the basement.  Tom began
to pray it was Eric and not a burglar; his mind was playing tricks on him.
The door to the basement slowly opened.  Tom's dick sprang to full
erection.

Eric's enormous frame was outlined in the doorway.  He reached up and
placed his hands on the overhead frame.  The huge biceps popped in the
pose.  Eric positioned his feet on either side of the door opening.  His
monster cock hung down in shadowy outline.  He stepped slowly into the
dimly lit room and stood before his boy.  Tom's breath caught as Eric's
body came into the light.  The big man knew exactly what to do to push
Tom's needs.

Eric dominated just about any room into which he walked.  There was no
mistaking in this playroom that he was the Master.  He stood before Tom in
high black Dehner's, a full harness, biker cap, black gloves, chrome arm
bands, mirrored aviator lenses, a riding crop in one hand and a flogger
hanging from his harness.  He walked up to Tom and squeezed the two mounds
of pecs being pushed forward by the leather straps.  Tom pulled back at the
force of the grasp.  Eric was always less than gentle but never
deliberately set about to cause damage or bruising.  Tom felt the pain in
his chest sting a long time.  Eric walked around his boy and smacked the
beefy butt hard enough to knock him forward and pull against the
restraints.  The gag in Tom's mouth kept him from doing much of anything
except moaning.  He felt the gloved hands running over his tight body.  And
felt the heavy boots on the floor.  Eric stood in front of Tom, close to
his face.  Tom watched his own reflection in the mirrored lenses.

"Do you know why you are here?"  Tom shook his head no.  The back of the
gloved hand ran down Tom's chest.  "I heard you were entertaining the road
crew in the shed today.  Giving your ass to men I hired to do work here. To
do work for our friends and us.  Is that your idea of a little reward?  Or
a little lunchtime fun?"  The gloved hand slapped against Tom's straining
abs.  A red mark showed from the hit.  Tom shook his head no and tried to
tell Eric with his eyes that wasn't the way it had been.

"Guess you didn't think I would have a problem with it did you?"  Another
flat hand to the abs.  Tom blinked in total confusion.  His partner was
punishing him for something he couldn't control.  "We'll have to make sure
you understand the circumstances."  Eric flipped the eye pads from the hood
down over Tom's wide-open terror-filled eyes.  Tom felt sweat rolling over
his body.  His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he heard and felt Eric
walk around him.  He heard the flogger in the air before he felt it land.
Eric worked the flogger over Tom's body sending the man reacting in a
different direction each time.  Tom's skin was stinging as the hits got his
blood pumping through his flexed muscles.  He felt Eric's chest against
his.  Eric reached up and ran his hands over the struggling pumped arms.
He slapped the big, heavily muscled chest up and down and sideways.  The
slapping and punching kept up all around Tom's body.

He could feel the leather straps cut into his pecs as he moved, but there
was nothing he could do.  He felt the hot-gloved hands grab the flesh
around his nipples and pull.  A hot mouth sucked on the sensitive tits
until Tom was whining loudly.  The leather of hot gloves on his tits made
the experience more intense.  His nipples were harder than they had ever
been.  He felt Eric's hot breath and mouth sucking them harder and harder
as his hands massaged his butt.  Eric stepped back and attached titclamps
at he base of the swollen nubs.  Then he attached weights to the clamps
intensifying Tom's pain.

A gloved hand stroked Tom's throbbing prick and jiggled the weighted
ballsack.  Tom felt Eric holding his dick in his warm hand and attach
another weight around the thick girth.  His cock and balls dropped quickly,
swinging between his widespread legs.  Eric lightly smacked the swinging
prick with the ridding crop.  Tom's breathing became rapid.  "Don't even
think about cumming, boy.  I want a big load out of those hot nuts.  You
give me a load twice as big as the guy you let fuck you today."  Tom shook
his head no, but couldn't speak with the gag in his mouth.

"You disagreeing with me boy?"  Tom heard an edge in Eric's voice, which he
never heard before.  He slowly shook his head no. He realized somehow that
Eric truly believed what he was saying.  He had never seen Eric indeed
angry and was beginning to worry about his situation.

"Good, don't disagree with me.  Eric slapped and punched at Tom's chest and
abs. He used the flogger over the helpless man coming at Tom from seemingly
all sides.  Eric unsnapped the gag and held Tom's mouth in his hand.  He
brought their lips together and Tom responded in heated kisses.  As afraid
as he was of Eric right now, he loved the man and would endure whatever his
punishment was to be.  Eric returned the heat of the kisses.  Passion and
anger.

"You ready to give me what I want?"  Tom answered yes sir.  Eric undid the
wrist restraints and Tom's arms crashed to his sides.  His legs restraints
were undone and Tom felt himself being hoisted over Eric's shoulder.  He
felt the cold of the metal and leather of the sling on his skin as Eric
lowered him into place.  He lay back as Eric stood between his raised legs
and ran his gloved hands over his chest and abs.  The leather strap behind
his neck jerked and the criss cross of the restraint let go of his body.
The titclamps were removed and Tom's body jerked in response to the sudden
release.  The weight on his cock and balls pulled them down between his
legs as Eric continued to rub down his boy.  The blindfold was removed and
Tom blinked to see into Eric's blue eyes.  They still held anger.

Eric undid the weighted ball sack and the additional weight on Tom's cock.
He rubbed the big prick until it was hard and standing upright again.  Tom
felt the king sized butt plug being pulled out but knew something even
bigger was about to replace it.  He watched as Eric greased his marble like
rod.  His master was harder than Tom had ever seen.  The big cock resembled
a tree limb as Eric rubbed it over Tom's cock and balls.  Eric pulled the
sling up to raise Tom's ass for easier access and slowly began impaling his
boy on the formidable weapon.  They locked eyes as Eric began fucking his
boy.  Tom watched Eric literally fuck the anger out of his steel blue eyes.
Eric slammed his prick deeply into Tom's stretched butt, going the full
length as often as he could.  Tom held onto the chains to keep from getting
knocked out of the sling.

His sore pecs bounced from the blunt trauma to his ass.  His balls flopped
back and forth on his abs as his dick slapped up and down on the taunt
skin.  Tom couldn't recall ever getting fucked this roughly by Eric.  But
his eyes had lost their coldness.  His fucking was now out of total lust
for his boy, who had been his partner for nearly two years.  Eric reached
up and grabbed the hooks holding the base of the leg chains.  His arms
swelled as he flexed.  His thrusts felt like a telephone pole being shoved
up Tom's butt.  He threw his head back and yelled as hot cum exploded deep
inside Tom.  Eric looked down at Tom and yelled, "Now."

Tom's load shot up over his head and jerked his whole body.  His cock
continued to spurt cum as Eric slowed down.  The hot leather gloves worked
the thick fluid into Tom's body.  Eric pulled out and stood back to get his
breath.  He helped Tom out of the sling, cradled him in his arms to kiss
him then lifted him and carried him up both flights of stairs to the
bathroom.  He dropped Tom to his feet and adjusted the shower nozzles.  Tom
watched as the big man undid his harness.  He helped Him off with his
boots, then knelt before him waiting patiently.  Eric removed the collar
from Tom's neck.  The cold of the metal chain going around his neck
startled him.  Eric placed a chain and lock around Tom's neck.  He slid the
lock key onto the chain with the small gold cross he wore and put it back
around his neck.  The two big men showered together taking turns washing
each other's muscles.  This time Eric more slowly fucked Tom in the heat of
the steaming shower.  They helped each other towel dry never saying a word.

Eric wrapped his body around Tom's in bed and fucked him twice more that
night.  In the morning, Tom woke up, still in the tight grip of Eric.  He
had to wake the big man up to go take a piss.  Eric held the blanket up for
Tom to return to the warmth of the bed.

"Now tell me what happened in the shed."  Tom recounted the story of the
road crew guy raping him in the garden shed and Eric held him tighter.
Eric knew Tom wasn't about to lie to him "Let me take the chain from around
your neck."

"No sir." Tom got up to get dressed and make breakfast.  There was a
distance between the two men for the next couple of days.  Things were
hectic at work with Red being off.  Eric asked around and determined the
guy had indeed raped Tom and was a known sex offender who put his dick damn
well wherever he pleased.  When the call came from Red, Tom was in a frenzy
that his best friend was dieing.  Eric's heart was in his mouth as they
rushed over to help Red.

Eric's heart was breaking as he watched the scene unfold before his eyes, a
scene not all that dissimilar to the rescue in Chicago months before.  The
love he felt for Tom grew as he watched him with Red.

Red snuggled between the two men and quietly asked if they had worked out
any differences.  Tom looked very quietly at Eric's face.

"There are no differences to work out or repair.  I love Eric with all my
heart and he knows that.  He knows he can ask me anything and get an honest
answer.  It's my decision that if I have sex with another man or men it
will be with Eric there, with his blessing and, hopefully, his joining in.
Otherwise, I am his totally.  He wants this chain back but it showed me how
much he loved me and I rather like the look.  He thinks it represents a bad
moment or humiliates me and it doesn't.  To me, it says I am his and his
alone.  I can live and be very happy with that."

Eric quietly spoke.  "It taught me that I have to control my jealousy.  I
didn't really think I had a problem with it until I heard the guys down the
road talking about how, well, you know the whole thing.  I thought we had a
reasonably open relationship and if Tom had sex with another man it wasn't
because he didn't love me.  I learned a lot about my self and trusting Tom.
I'm going to be 50 in a few years, OK less than a few, and he's still only
going to be in his mid-20's.  I loved my late lover, but I honestly can't
fathom being without Tom.  Good grief, I'm getting soft."

Red squeezed a pec.  "Not from where I stand, you aren't. So if Tom, say,
has sex with me, it'll bother you."

Eric rubbed Red's abs.  "No, I know you and love you, it's strangers, I
have to learn to control my jealousy of Tom with strangers."

"You have nothing to worry about."  Tom and Eric leaned over Red and
kissed.

"Hey guys, I'm under here.  You're crushing me."

"So, more importantly Red, how are you feeling about these last few days
and Darrell and Ron?"

Red sat up in bed and leaned back against the headboard. "I honestly don't
know.  Part of me is really scared of being alone.  I don't understand yet,
what happened to them that I was left tied up alone at the mercy of a bunch
of unknown men.  And, something I have to figure out quickly, we both do
Tom.  We both like being dominated, but we're both too damn trusting
sometimes for our own good.  I don't know how to judge what I am feeling or
thinking.  Sex is a bit scary right now."

"Oh.  Really."

Tom and Eric leaned forward and each took one of Red's big, nipples in
their mouths.  Red's head went back and a long sigh escaped.  His skin was
covered with goosebumps and his arms twitched.  Tom took his fat, uncut
cock in his hand and slowly began licking the head and chewing on the long
supple foreskin.

"Please guys, I don't know if this is such a good idea.  Oh fuck, Tom,
don't.  Please.  Oh shit."  Red pulled Eric up and passionately kissed the
older man.  Eric's hands worked Red's oversized pecs as Red sucked his
tongue down his throat.  Red's arm wrapped around Eric's neck, clutching
onto the kiss to make it last.  His other hand was pushing Tom's head down
on his hard cock.  Eric had a finger against Red's butthole and slowly
began working it into the hot, man.

Tom broke the liplock on Red's cock and pulled up to join them in a
three-way kiss.  Eric rolled from the bed for a minute while Tom and Red
sucked face.  Red could feel his dick being lubed and when Tom stopped the
kiss, Eric was straddling Red's cock.  He sank his muscle butt down over
the fat prick and snuggled down to the base.

"How's that?  I thought maybe you needed to be the one doing the fucking
for a change, come on son, give me your spunk."  Tom attacked Red's tits as
Eric fucked himself using Red's cock.

"Eric, Eric.  I'm going to cum."  Eric pulled up and thick, wads of cum
spewed up and over his dangling balls.  Tom took advantage of the
opportunity to manhandle Eric's big nuts and rub the juice into the thick
skin.  Eric responded by sending a quart of cream out over his arm onto
Red's pecs.  He then launched himself at Tom, rolled him over and jacked
off the stiff shaft.  Tom tensed and Eric downed the shaft to suck his son
dry.

"OK, I'm wiped out."  Red lay in a heap with the two big men.  "Thanks,
guys, that may have actually helped me more than you know."

"Always, happy to oblige."  Eric got up to get towels and Tom kissed Red.

"You know, buddy, there are still some pieces to be sorted out from this,
just pace yourself.  If you need anything, Eric and I are here for you."

'Thanks, and I may need to ask you for a place to stay for a few days while
I think things through."

"What are you going to tell Darrell and Ron?"

"I don't know.  Can I bunk in the guest apartment for a few days?'

"Sure.  Give yourself time."  Eric returned and the three men got cleaned
up.  Red excused himself to go to the bathroom and Tom explained the
situation to Eric.

Eric sighed and hugged Tom.  "There are a lot of pieces to this puzzle that
Darrell and Ron need to give us.  If they don't, I expect Red will leave
them.  Jeez, relationships are funny."

"Tell me, I deal with 260 pounds of one each day."  Tom jumped up to go to
the bathroom before Eric could grab him.  Red walked back into the room and
picked up his clothes.  Eric lay in bed with his huge arms folded behind
his head.

"Where are you going?"

"To the other guest room, why?"

"Because, we assumed you were sleeping with us."

"I am?"  Tom walked back into the bedroom with his toothbrush in his mouth
and took Red's clothes from him. He pushed Red toward the bed until Eric
could grab him and pull him in.  Tom returned from the bathroom and crawled
into bed so Red was between them

"There, isn't that cozy?"

"Yeah, it is."  The three men were soon asleep piled together in a big mass
of muscle.  In the morning, Tom dropped Red at the apartment on his way to
work across town.  Red walked into the gym and returned to his job on time.
Dell handed him a cup of coffee and gave him a hug.  Richard closed the
door to Red's office and held the young man tightly.  Red felt the warmth
of his friends surrounding him at work.  He also felt the emptiness in the
pit of his stomach and fear in his mind.

Darrel and Ron returned later that morning on the first flight they could
book back to town.  They walked into the apartment; some parts of it were a
bit of a mess from Red's ordeal and the police investigation.  Red's
clothes were gone.

Bill and Steve drove into town to work with the architect on the plans for
the cabin that they wanted to build in the secluded woods on Eric's
property.  The man spread the plans and blueprints before them and
explained the drawings.  He showed them a sketch and both were impressed
with the work.  The crews were already busy clearing the land and running
the road up to the site.  They decided to visit and get a feel for their
new getaway.  The day was overcast but warm.  The crews doing the
excavating were busy as they drove up Eric and Tom's driveway.  The
landscape company had already transformed the one side of the driveway into
a lush garden/forest.  They were in awe of how quickly things were coming
together.  To keep from getting in the way they left their truck in front
of the garage and hiked up to their cabin site.

These two huge men walking through the trees was the equivalent of clearing
brush.  The excavating crew watched from a distance as the two men in
shorts and work boots walked through the trees effortlessly pushing aside
anything in their path.  They had both stripped off their shirts to enjoy
what little sun there was and smacked at each other's big bouncing pecs as
the hiked along.  At the top of the bluff, they pulled out a small copy of
the site map to get a feel for the cabin's layout.

Neither of them was paying much attention when one of the road crew guys
broke their concentration.  They turned to face the man who had raped Tom.
He was commenting on their house site and idly stroking his big cock in his
jeans.

"Yeah, you boys got yourself a great location here.  Should be able to do
whatever you want in your little cabin and never worry about anybody seeing
anything.  Great views, good secluded woodsy site, what more could you
need."  He walked past them gesturing out over the rolling hills and the
rocky gully separating their property from Joe and Vic's.  "Why two big men
like you could do damn near anything they wanted and no one would be the
wiser."

"Well, we are building in the middle of all of our friends.  We already
respect each other's privacy and space."

"Yeah, but think about all of you big men up here, you could be naked in
these woods all the time having yourself a good ol time.  Bet that young
muscle stud down in the big house can't wait.  Good piece of ass there,
helluva fuck."  He turned back around to show off his full erection down
his left pant leg.  His nipples were obviously hard through the thick
T-shirt.  Bill and Steve just looked at each other.

"Yeah," Bill stroked his left nipple, "two big men could do damn near
anything they wanted, care to make it three?"

"Welllllll, maybe, whatdya have there men?"  Both big muscle freaks dropped
their shorts and stepped out of them.  Their big half-hard cocks flopped
against their thighs as they walked the short distance to the mesmerized
man.

"See anything you like?"  Bill grabbed a handful of the man's left chest
and twisted a nipple hard.  Steve went for the dripping cock.  A big wet
spot had formed in the guy's jeans.  He moaned as the two muscle giants ran
their hands over his big, but not equal body.  In less than a minute they
had him naked and overheated for hot three-way sex.

Bill looked around the bluff. "Not here in the open, down here by these
trees, out of sight of any of the workers."

"Ah, you don't have to worry about them, they're all as fucking horny as
the day is long."  He followed Bill down the steep drop.

"You may not have to worry about them but you do have to worry about us."
Steve grabbed the big man before he could think and spun him around onto
his knees.  He held him in a headlock as Bill stuffed one of the man's own
socks into his mouth and tied the other sock around his face.

Steve pulled the man upright.  Bill grabbed the hard cock and balls at the
base and pulled downward.  "We know about your little fuck with our good
buddy Tom.  Eric might be too much of a gentleman and too close to the
business end to retaliate but we aren't.  Have you ever seen Deliverance?
Cause you can squeal all you want pig, ain't no one gonna hear you."

They tied the man over a tree stump using his jeans and belt.  Bill pulled
his belt out of his jeans and warmed the scared man's ass.  The man
whimpered and screamed but the sock in his mouth muted any sound.  The
heavy equipment running in the distance effectively blocked any noise from
being heard.  Bill was about to spit into his hand to lube his cock when
Steve knocked his hand away.  "Why bother, go dry."

Bill high fived his lover and placed his hands on either side of the bound
man's furry ass.  He dug his fingers in to the solid flesh and held the man
in place as he drove his big dick into the man's ungreased asshole.  He
forced the big tool in and out to loosen the sweating man and soon had a
good hard plowing going with the man's own juice.  Steve got on the ground
behind Bill and spread his partner's asscheeks.  He drove his tongue into
the hard butt as Bill fucked their slave

"Oh yeah, buddy, do my ass.  You know how that always makes me cum twice as
much.  Give this fucker a really big load up his butt."  Steve alternated
between Bill's hole and sucking on the big flopping balls.  Bill let out a
few quick gasps and pulled back.  Thick, long ropes of cum shot out of the
enormous cock and sprayed all over the roadman's back.  "Figured it would
be more humiliating to cover you in cum than give it to you where you want
it.  Your turn, sweetie."  Steve took his partner's place and slid his dick
into the grunting man in one fast move.

"Aw, Billy, you got him all stretched out of shape.  It ain't tight
anymore.  Guess I'll have to go for depth."  Steve rammed the sobbing man's
ass with enough force to rattle his fillings.

"Now, dear, don't go wasting all that good cum up this roadkill's ass.  Be
careful where you shoot."  Steve was too busy pounding away to really
listen to Bill's silly banter.  His face went red.  The long shaft slid out
and another load of hot cum sprayed on the man's back.

"Oh yeah, that's buckets, nice job.  Oh look at the time.  We need to get
going and look over the fixtures for the kitchen and bath.  Sorry to fuck
you and run but we have an appointment.  Don't worry, we'll tell your crew
where you are."

The man's eyes opened wide, he shook his head no and struggled to free
himself.  Cum dribbled down the center of his back over his fucked
butthole.

"Course, from what we hear, they may want a little revenge themselves.  You
know, what goes around, comes around.  Or is that, cums around?"

"Good one."  They slapped the man's ass, pulled their shorts back on and
hiked back toward the road crew.  At the base of the drive, Bill stopped to
tell the men where their supervisor was and in what shape.  It took about
two minutes for the crew of six to find him, get naked and fuck him twice
each.  They finally untied him and watched as he scrambled up the ledge,
sprinted down the hill to his truck and sped off.  The crew worked
unsupervised the rest of the afternoon.  Eric was thrilled with the
progress when he got home later.

To be continued, comments - suggestions?		Lennoxbear@aol.com