Date: Fri, 28 Jan 2000 17:50:22 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Dog Pound Daze, part 5

Dog Pound Daze, part 5 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.

Tom walked over, wrapped his thick left arm around Eric's neck and kissed
him in a long, hard, wet sloppy embrace that lasted several minutes.  He
worked Eric's left nipple with his free hand as his lover reached down and
squeezed the big, solid, melon-like muscle butt.  Eric worked Tom's butt
until the young man was humping against him.  Tom felt himself getting lost
in the long kiss.  Eric reached down and lifted Tom by his hard ass.  Tom's
thick legs wrapped around Eric's small waist and squeezed.  The big man
carried him over to the sling and slid him into place.  Eric had to push
Tom back to break the kiss.

"We're just starting buddy, don't wear it out on the first kiss."  Tom
pulled himself up in the sling and watched as Eric cuffed his big legs in
place.  He reached down and pulled on the chain hanging between the
titclamps.  Eric tilted his head to one side and smiled an evil grin.  "No,
son, we're doing this my way.  You get to lie there and take it like the
man I know you are."

He stood between Tom's upraised legs and tested the sling.  Slowly he
leaned forward and licked at Tom's eager mouth.  The boy hungrily returned
the kisses.  Eric's hands went for the two huge slabs of pec muscle.  He
spread his fingers over the firm flesh and squeezed hard.  Tom flexed his
chest, closed his eyes and moaned.  "I do believe these puppies are bigger
and firmer.  Someone kept you very busy at the gym."  The big hands slowly
let go and began twisting, pulling and tugging on the hypersensitive
nipples.

"This is the biggest I have ever seen these too.  It'll be a challenge to
keep them this way.  Eric leaned down and took one nip in his mouth.  He
sucked and bit on the tender flesh until Tom was thrusting his chest up for
more.  Tom's pecs were red from the tough workout but his whining told Eric
he wanted more.  "Remember, we are only in the first hour, pup."

Eric wrapped his thick hand around Tom's hard cock and squeezed tightly.
Tom pushed his hips forward.  "Not hard enough yet, but getting there."
Eric gave the big dick a few smooth strokes and began outlining Tom's ab
muscles with his tongue.  His face and coarse goatee nuzzled against the
hard cock as he went back and forth slowly working his way down to Tom's
crotch.  He licked all around the throbbing dick and big, low hanging
balls.  His tongue worked in between Tom's legs and his torso, tickling as
it went.  The tongue worked each nut before Eric pushed his nose firmly in
between them and sniffed.

"I'd know you anywhere, Tom, you smell so fucking good.  Sweet, salty,
musky, mine all mine."  Tom worked his nipples as Eric sucked on the
swelling nuts.  He sucked them into his mouth and pulled back until Tom
writhed in the painful pleasure.  Eric's hands massaged the butt as deeply
as he could get into the hard muscle.  He wrapped a hand around the big
balls and pulled up to get his tongue into Tom's crack.  He gave the moist
area a couple of long licks and began working the thick, striated legs.
Eric washed Tom's legs with his mouth.  His hands kneaded the hard flesh,
working out all the soreness from hours of squats.  He worked his way to
Tom's perfect feet and sucked each toe with wet abandon.  He kept one eye
on Tom's hands to keep the young man from stroking his dick.

"That's mine to play with, you get it only when I say.  Work those tits,
boy.  Get them so fucking full of hot blood they won't go down for a week."
Eric rubbed his long prick up and down Tom's ass crack, pushing against the
balls and smacking it several times off the hard flesh.  He squeezed the
now purple cock again and smiled.  "That's more like it."  He smacked Tom's
cock back and forth between his hot hands.

"That fucker's like stone.  You're gonna shoot wads against the back wall
buddy.  But first."  Eric squeezed the length of the big shaft forcing a
flow of precum from it.  The liquid formed a pool in the cut abs and then
flowed in a small rivulet down Tom's oblique, dripping onto the floor
below.  "Uh yeah, sweet juice."  Eric stuck his tongue into the big
mushroom cap piss slit.  Tom almost screamed from the force on the head of
his dick.

"Go ahead, scream, don't keep it in, let me hear your passion."  Tom looked
up at Eric's handsome face.  His mouth was open as he panted for control.

"Oh fuck, you are killing me.  You've been at this an hour.  Fuck me
already."  Eric stood back, squeezed more precum from Tom's dick and
smiled.

"We have miles to go before we sleep."  He lowered his head back to the
oozing cock and ever so slowly began swallowing it.  One hand began working
warm lube into Tom's hole.  The other hand squeezed the balls.  Eric moved
down Tom's shaft inch by inch until he cleared his throat, took a deep
breath and swallowed it to the base.  Tom felt his whole cock being sucked
by Eric's throat muscles.  He twisted his tits to keep from cumming.  Eric
sucked the marble shaft and worked four fingers into Tom's butt.  He slowly
began raising his head from Tom's cock.

"What do you want now boy?"  Tom could feel the head of Eric's prize cock
against his butt.

"Fuck me sir, please, please, fuck me hard now."  Tom pleaded.  He watched
Eric's perfect massive muscles.  Eric raised his hands up to the top of the
sling chains.  His arms were in sharp definition like a bodybuilder's pose.
He slipped the head of his cock into the pink hole and pushed in.  Tom
pleaded for him to go faster but the cock slid in as slowly as a snail up a
flower stalk.  By the time the monster cock was buried to the base, Tom was
a whining sweating mass of tightly wound muscle.  Eric began swinging the
sling to get the fucking motion up to tempo.

Tom watched Eric's muscles flex as he controlled the sling.  He noticed how
gray Eric's goatee had gotten and how handsome the man was.  His lover
leaned back, sticking his hips forward to give every inch of the powerful
dick a slam into his lover's muscle butt.  Tom was bouncing against Eric's
pelvis with such force he felt his muscles bouncing with each hit.  He
finally came to realize how much he had missed each time he got fucked this
way and kept his eyes closed.  So that's what the mirror on the ceiling was
for, he thought to himself.  He saw his body slamming back and forth on the
stone cock.  His pecs bounced with each slam.  He could no longer work his
nips and let his arms fall to the sides.  Eric fucked his son for what had
to be 30 minutes until Tom wailed he was gonna shoot.

Eric pulled out and drowned Tom's chest with a steady stream of hot cum.
Tom's cock appeared to grow even bigger as his load shot up onto his own
face and over his head.  They heard the heavy load splat on the floor.
Eric rubbed the hot cum into Tom's chest causing Tom to shot off another
round.  He stood and laughed at Tom, who hung spluttering in the sling, his
face streaked with cum.

"It's not funny."  Tom tried not to laugh but soon reached up and pulled
Eric down to him as they relaxed and stuck their bodies together.

"Ok, that's only the first time. I say we move this party to the sauna."

"You don't want to workout?"  Eric leaned back and started to unhook Tom's
legs.

"Yeah, a short workout, if you are up for it.  Thought you might be too
wobbly after this."

"No, I have something in mind."  Tom stood up on wobbly legs and fell
against Eric.  He felt the cold leather against his skin and sighed deeply.

"Something wrong?"

"Not at all."  Tom smacked his hard cock against Eric's tight stomach and
began undoing his chaps.

Red had tried calling Tom and Eric's place all night but no one answered
the phone.  He and Richard sat in the gym office and read the letter they
had received late Friday evening and tried to put pieces of the puzzle
together.

"Do you think they went away for the weekend?"  Richard sat back in the
chair and stretched his thick arms.

"No, Tom would have let me know, he worries about this place.  Can you
handle things, while I run over there?"  Red got up to slip his jacket on,
not bothering to change back to sweatpants.  He figured he would take a
chance on the cold weather in his shorts.  After all, his legs were thick
enough for two men.

"No, go ahead.  Call back if you need anything."  Richard walked out to the
front desk with him and watched him sprint out to his car.  Big butt
pumping in the tight shorts.  Dell came over and asked what was up and
Richard said he would rather Tom and Red explain later.  Dell glanced
around the quiet desk and groped Richard big dick.

"Wanna hit the steam room big boy?"  Richard laughed and pinched a nip.

"Not right now, but later you better be ready for some intense ass
fucking."

"Oh yeah, make my day!"

Red pulled into the driveway and found Tom's truck and Eric's car as Dell
described it from the night before.  Red thought for a second that they
might be asleep, but rang the doorbell anyway.  He rang it a couple more
times before Eric finally answered wearing a leather jock.  The pouch
bulged wit the horse cock it was hiding.

"Did I wake you guys?"  Eric pulled Red inside and gave him a disapproving
look.

"No and why aren't you dressed more warmly?  Don't blame me if you get
sick."  He hugged the beefy little man and asked what was up.

"This letter was delivered last night by special courier and I thought you
had better see it right away."  He followed Eric through the house and up
to the bedroom as he read the letter.  Tom was lying bareass on the bed
humping against the mattress.

"I better make a couple of phone calls.  Here you keep him busy, since you
are partly responsible for him being this horny."  Eric pulled Red's jacket
off and tugged down the jersey shorts.  He slapped Red's fat cock a couple
of times and was satisfied that it was growing.  He handed Red some lube
and pushed him toward the bed.  "Go ahead, fuck him.  I'll be back in a few
minutes."  Eric walked out of the bedroom and left Red standing there
half-naked, shorts around his ankles and stiffening dick flopping back and
forth.

"You heard the man.  Get over here and fuck me you ass fucking, cock
sucking dweeb."  Tom waved his red butt in the air.

"Who you calling a dweeb?"  Red jumped on Tom's back and felt the extreme
body heat emanating from his buddy.  Tom pushed his ass higher and reached
back to guide the thick cock into its target.

"Oh, gawd, you're hot."  Red felt instant lust for his friend and began
fucking the upturned asscheeks.  He wrapped his 22+ biceps around the
sweaty man and humped his butt for all he was worth.  He rutted the mounds
of hard glutes for several minutes until his nuts began churning and cum
gushed into the hot moist butthole.

"Oh yeah, next, someone else fuck me now."  Eric walked back in and licked
Red's butt.  He mounted the stocky man and began fucking him.  Red's cock
remained hard and slammed back into Tom.  He let Eric ride his ass until he
shot another load into Tom and felt cum oozing out of the sloppy hole.
Eric pulled back and sent gobs onto Red's deeply cut back.  He stood up and
got a towel to dry off the smooth skin.

"OK, let's go, more."  Tom mumbled, his face buried in a pillow.

"I think he's delirious."  Red rolled Tom onto his back and the beefy young
man's cock stood at attention.

"He's a fucking nightmare, we've been at it all night.  Fucked in every
room in the house.  He needs to sleep but I can't get him to calm down."
Eric ran his hand over Tom's chest and abs.  "It's like he's on fire for
sex."

"Uh, ok, now about that letter."

"I called my attorneys and they are working on it.  It's business as usual,
don't worry about it.  I have things under control."

"Are you going to explain this?"  Red pushed Tom's hands away as he tried
to stroke Red's cock back to life.

"Later.  I'll call you guys, maybe we can do dinner.  That's if fucking sno
whide ass will calm down long enough.  What did you guys do to him?  He's
never been this hot for sex before, I can't control him."  Tom whined for
Eric's big cock from under another pillow.

"Sorry, guess we wound him up pretty tightly."

"Shit, that ass is far from tight now, but he wants more.  Damn, he's
wearing me out."

"Gee, that's a, uh, tough problem?"  Red smirked.

"Get back to the gym before I fuck you again."

"Is that supposed to make me want to leave?"  Red picked up his clothes and
ran down the steps before Eric could catch him.

Richard was working the front desk when the two men arrived.  They didn't
just stand at the front desk. They overwhelmed it.  They were huge.
Richard peeked around them to see if Dell had noticed in the cafe.  He
was cleaning up a spill and just stood there with his tongue hanging out.

"Hi, we're here visiting friends for the weekend and wondered if you have a
single day pass?"

"Sure do guys, it's $6.00 and allows you to use everything."  Both men
shook their heads and dug into their jeans pockets.  One man was 5'10",
dark and easily 220 of thick, furry beef.  His jacket hung open to match
the open flannel shirt he was wearing.  The cuts between the pecs were deep
and furry.  His bushy moustache partly hid his white teeth and big smile.
His buddy was 6', blond, built like the proverbial house and well over 220
#'s.  The smaller guy stuck out his hand.

"I'm Steve and this is Bruce.  Looks like a terrific place you have here."
He handed Richard their money and shook Richard's hand.  "A couple more
buds are due soon.  Where are the locker rooms?"  At that moment Don walked
out of the back office and got a wide grin on his face.

"Hey guys, what a surprise.  I didn't know you were in town."  He walked
over and hugged and kissed both men.  Richard checked his mouth for drool.

"We're in Chicago on business and drove down with friends to try out the
new gym, looks super."

"Let me give you the tour. Where are the other guys?"

"They are just pulling into the lot."

Richard and Don watched as two huge massive muscle men got out of a Dodge
Ram and sauntered to the door.  They looked at each other and grinned.
Beef on parade.  The two guys paid their money and followed Don downstairs
to the lockers.  He watched as the four massive guys, changed into workout
gear and then walked them through the facility.  They started their
workouts in the free weight area and soon had a gathering of men watching.
They were glad to have people work in and were open to answering any and
all questions about lifting.  Don observed more than one erection being
adjusted in shorts and sweats.  He walked back to the front desk and leaned
against Richard.

"We could charge admission to this session."

"We could charge admission to the showers later, wow, what awesome men.
And they are friends of Eric's?"

"Yeah, two are from Chicago and two are from Pittsburgh."

"And they are fucking HUGE!"  Dell came over to chat. "Richard, I need to
talk with you upstairs."  He nodded his head in the direction of the office
and Richard followed him.  Don stayed at the front desk enjoying the view.

"What's up?  Something we need to talk about?"  Richard bearly got inside
the door when Dell closed it and dropped to his knees.

"I'm up.  Those guys have me so hot."  He spun Richard around and had his
jeans down to his ankles so fast; Richard didn't have any time to protest.
It took about 30 seconds for the older man's dick to reach battering ram
size.  Dell walked over to the desk, stripped and lay back.

"Does this mean you want fucked?"

Don watched through the windows of the free weight area as the four
room-sized men worked up a sweat.  He casually stroked a growing hardon
when the door opened.  He quickly turned around and leaned against the
counter as the member handed him his membership card.

"Whoa, we have some major beef in here today I see."  Don hesitated a
moment before answering.

"Yeah, Woody, we do."  He watched as the guy walked over to the free weight
room door and leered in at the guys.

"Well, things are really going to look up with them around."  He headed
downstairs to change.  Don watched him with disgust and distrust.  Red
walked back in and took a glance into the free weight room.

"Hey, Bruce and Steve.  Who are the other two beefaloes?"  Don gave Red the
story and added that Woody was also in the gym.  Red looked around.

"Oh really."  He threw his jacket in the office and headed into the workout
room to greet his buddies.  Bruce and Steve hugged him and picked him up.
They introduced him to their buddies and then got into a side conversation
with him.  He returned to the front desk and gave Don an evil grin.  Just
then Richard and Dell came back downstairs.  Richard was tucking in his
shirt and running his fingers through his hair.  Dell didn't even attempt
to hide the fact that he had just been fucked.  His jeans showed a slight
wet spot and his shirt was slung over his shoulder.

Red stood behind the desk blinking, "Rough workout?"  Dell just smiled and
returned to the cafe.  Richard's face went beet red.

"I think he's going to kill me.  I don't think I can keep up with this
young pup.  I really think I am beginning to love him but the sex is going
to kill me."  He stopped, looked at the mounds of sweaty muscle in skimpy
clothes grunting in the workout room, then shrugged.  "Oh, what the hell,
it's been a good life.  Oh Dell, I need to see you again."

"Are they using Dr., Tom's supplements?"

"Yep."

"I hope the carpet upstairs is treated for stains."

Two hours later the four visiting muscle behemoths finished their workouts
and strolled to the front desk to chat with Red.  He saw Woody head down
the stairs behind their backs.

"So, are Eric and Tom coming in today?"

"No, they are doing a different kind of workout today.  Although, by now
they may be ready for a break."  Red looked at the clock.  "You guys all
want to get together for dinner tonight?''

"Sure, name the place."

"Let me call Eric while you men, uh, go shower and I'll organize something.
Anything in particular you for which you are in the mood?"

Boots, the largest of the men, leaned over the counter and grabbed Red's
butt.  "Yeah, you on my stick?  Do your lovers share you?"

Red took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Yeah, they do.  Please go
take a shower."  The four men smiled and headed to the locker room.  Red
wiped the sweat from his forehead.  Dell asked if he was OK.

"I just got the vision of being a play toy to Darrell, Ron and these four
men.  I think I need to take my vitamins."  He walked into his office to
call Eric.

The four hunks of freaky muscle took up one whole row of the locker room.
Since it was late on a cold Saturday, they were by themselves.  They
stripped and playfully batted at each other's dicks and butts, then
sauntered to the steam and sauna.  Since they were by themselves, they hid
nothing in their conversation or bodies.  All four were hung like horses
and semi-erect.  As they sat in the hot wood room, teasing each other Woody
walked in and stared.  Bruce walked toward the door, his unnaturally big
dick, flopping against his blond fur covered quads.

"See anything you like?"  He looked Woody in the eyes and headed for the
steam.  Woody followed.

A couple of minutes went by before the other three muscleheads joined Bruce
in the steam as he forced his 14-inch prick down Woody's throat.  The three
men gathered close to them and stroked their own cocks to full erection.
Boots reached down, pulled Woody's hairy ass up by the waist and jammed two
fingers into his tight hole.

"Hot and wet.  I'd say he's ready."  He spit in his hand and mixed his
saliva with his sweat on his 10-inch boner.  He knelt behind the helpless
man and rammed his dick home in one quick shove.  Bruce held Woody's head
on the throatful of cock and muffled his screams.  The three men each took
turns plowing Woody's ass until he was begging them to stop.  He sat on the
wet steamy tile floor and sobbed.  Bruce stood in front of him waving his
14 rock hard inches in his face.  Woody shook his head no as a hand covered
his mouth and his ass was raised for the taking.  He screamed in pain as
the 14 x 8 dick reamed his beaten hole.

The four men met Red at the front desk with wide smiles.  Bruce gave him
the thumbs up sign.

"So how does Chinese at Eric and Tom's tonight sound?"

"Great, how's 8:00?"

"Good, I'll confirm with them.  Although, Tom may be a bit out of it, been
getting fucked for almost 24 hours straight."

"Gee, and it's not even his birthday. See you guys later."

"OK, and thanks for taking care of that other little problem."  They all
shook hands and headed back to their motel.  They got there only to find
out their suitcases had all been moved by Vic on official police business
for Eric to Eric's guesthouse.

Red was closing up the gym when Woody dragged his tired sore ass up the
steps.  "Too much workout?"

"Yeah, you could say that.  Tried doing a bit more than I should have."

"Well, maybe you should give it a rest."

Woody feebly shook his head and walked slowly to his car.  Red locked up
and headed home to meet Darrell and Ron before taking off to Eric and
Tom's.  By the time they got there, the place was buzzing with beefy men
all enjoying the friendly camaraderie.  The four super dudes all greeted
Red and thanked him.

"Oh, and what special service did you provide at the gym today?"  Eric
handed Red a beer.

"Oh they took care of a nagging problem, namely Woody."  Eric turned and
looked at them.

"Woody, as in Woody Stoddard?"  Red said yes.  They joked about it being
difficult for him to sit all weekend.  Eric got a concerned look on his
face.

"That letter you brought over this morning, about the claim on half of my
business.  It was from WS Enterprises."  Red looked confused.

"WS Enterprises is Woody Stoddard."

"Oh shit, we didn't know."  Red looked horrified.  Tom stopped in the
doorway.

"So, who is this guy anyway?  And why does he think he should get half your
business?  What makes him think he has privilege, after all I'm your fuck
buddy and lover."  Tom slipped his arm around Eric.

"Woody Stoddard is Woody Stout.  My long missing, and now opportunistic
brother."

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