Date: Mon, 22 Nov 1999 17:45:42 EST
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: To Folsum and Beyond

To Folsum and Beyond		by lennoxbear@aol.com

NOTE: The following is a continuation of the characters and story line from
the collection entitled "Feelings of Security", please contact me if you
have any questions.

This is a story involving gay men and homosexual relationships, if such
matter offends you, please exit.

Dr. Tom Pratt had helped two of his closest friends become freaky muscle
giants but was beginning to wonder about some of the possible long-term
side effects.  He had only moderately used the supplements himself and
really felt he had to produce some in depth documentation from his two
primary recipients, Tom Bell and Eric Stout.  His journals tracked an
increased sex drive for both men but they hardly complained about it being
a negative side effect.  The latest tweak to the supplements may prove more
than even they bargained.

The doctor had been worried about a slight break in their relationship that
seemed to pull them apart but it turned out to be a mere blip on the radar
screen.  The two men really had not had a disagreement, only a
misunderstanding and miscommunication over an acquaintance.  Once that had
been talked through, their commitment only got stronger.  Or, as their
friends referred to it, disturbingly devoted.  It was like they had become
joined at the hip.  They did everything together.  They still had friends
over for dinners and parties at the pool but no matter how big the group
having sex may have gotten, they remained a twosome.  One reason for this,
the doctor theorized, was that as their muscles and strength grew, so did
their dicks and balls, to the point that they were seemingly the only ones
who could handle each other's unnatural equipment.

One exception may have been Vic Cannon, their close friend and workout
partner.  Vic had also tried the Pratt supplements and experienced massive
muscle growth and an increased sex drive.  At first he was a frequent fuck
buddy to Tom and Eric but as time passed, this occurred less frequently.
Oddly enough, the more he continued with the program, the more devoted and
committed he became to his own partner.  Vic was reluctant to share his
feelings with the Doctor since he was a police officer and wanted to avoid
drawing any more attention to himself.  At least no more attention, than an
enormous, massive cop in uniform with a basket to choke a horse, could
draw.

Tom Pratt was eager to know but had no clue how to prove that his
supplements were causing this commitment side effect.  After all, who
really believes in love potions?  He decided to set himself up as the test
subject and joined Eric and Tom's little muscle workout group.  The first
two weeks on the musclepack with Eric guiding the training produced an
increase in his muscle mass beyond his wildest expectations.  His sex drive
went through the roof.  The group of muscleheads would no sooner finish a
workout from hell than the doc would be begging for sex and get basically
no response.  One evening after an unusually intense workout, Tom hooked up
with Ted and Vic on one of the now rare occasions they offered to have a
threesome.  The three hot men fucked and sucked for four hours.  Vic's ass
had to be sore the next day.  They were happily drained after their little
sexploit.  But, before the good doctor could even get home, his dick was
hard and looking for more action.  He wanted more than anything to pound
Tom's massive bubble butt and suck on Eric's fuckpole but couldn't get the
guys to step out of their now solid monogamy.

It finally happened on a Friday evening as they were finishing up a workout
and relaxing. Eric's high school football buddy Dan stopped by.  Dan and
the doc were more than merely infatuated with each other and all but
stripped in Eric's driveway to have sex.  They got to the doc's place,
ripped off their clothes and began exploring each other's body.  To measure
the effect on the sex drive, the doctor excused himself to down another
handful of the musclepack supplements and rejoined Dan in the bedroom.  Dan
had been working out himself as a result of being closer to Eric and Tom.
He had musculature that any man would envy.  Tom worked from the top of
Dan's neck to his toes and back, licking, sucking and nibbling everything
he found along the way.  As he lay on top of the beefy man, he felt his
sexual need slip into overdrive.  He parted Dan's lips and slipped his
tongue down his hot throat. Dan held onto the headboard and pushed his
chest up and out. Tom's hands found Dan's furry nipples and rolled them
with increasing pressure between his fingertips.  Dan was moaning to have
them worked harder.  He raised his legs to give Pratt access to his ass.
The doc slid down between his legs and buried his tongue in the man's furry
butt.  He licked until spit was flowing down the ass crack.  Dan felt Tom's
tongue driving into him as hard as any dick.  Dan was begging to be fucked
and Tom was only too happy to oblige.  He placed the head of his bigger and
harder than usual cock against Dan's wet hole and pushed in.  The rock hard
shaft slid in without a stop.  Dan clamped his legs around Tom's waist and
held on as the fucking got more and more intense.  The doctor felt as if he
was outside of his body watching the two men fuck.  The visual only made
the experience more intense and he soon shot stream after stream of hot cum
deep into Dan's willing ass.

His cock never went soft and Dan's butt continued to be pounded until the
doc had dropped two more loads.  Dan's prostate was beaten to a pulp, as
his own cum flowed onto his furry abs and trickled down his sides.  The
good doc finally collapsed onto Dan and the two men lay there, stuck
together by huge amounts of cum.  Both were breathing deeply and sweating
like they had worked out for another two hours.

Across town Eric was fucking Tom with the same intensity.  The two men had
reached a plateau in their growth and seemed to be content for now.  Eric
was weighing in at 300, huge, fucking lean pounds with a 60-inch chest and
28 inch biceps.  His quads were 34 and calves ballooned to 26.  All of this
was built around a tiny 34-inch waist that made him a walking muscle-morph.
Tom was only too happy to be under that 300 pounds.  He loved the weight of
his massive lover on top of him, no matter how crushed the normal person
may have felt.  He himself was weighing in at 260 with a 55-inch chest,
25-inch arms, 30 quads and 24 calves.  Every muscle head was perfectly
striated, every vein popped out on the thin skin, and yet they were not the
least bit gaunt or sallow.  They were the perfect specimens.  What became
even more impressive were their cocks and balls.  In the soft, flaccid
state, Eric's hung down to about 10 inches. Tom hung about 9.  Erect,
Eric's could get to 18 and Tom to 15, and Tom could handle every veiny inch
up his butt or down his throat, likewise for Eric.  Their balls would swell
to the size of grapefruits and then recede after cumming to more than
normal size but small by their standards.

They had become intent to settle into a monogamous relationship.  Who else
could have handled their cocks?  The two men were soon to celebrate their
first anniversary with a trip to San Francisco and the Folsum Street Fair
with some of their rowdy friends.  Tom had never been to California and was
like an excited puppy at going.  Eric was looking forward to being the
proud daddy and showing off his muscle son.  Their friends were laying odds
that they would come out of their self-imposed monogamy in the gay mecca.
Tom didn't seem to care.  His world revolved around Eric and satisfying
him.

Ten days before they were about to leave, Dan stopped by to talk with them.
He and the doc were now seeing each other regularly and with all the cum
being dumped into his ass, he felt his own body changing.  He put this
theory in front of Eric and Tom who just smiled and cupped his pecs.  They
also had felt that way early on in the taking of the supplements.  Dan was
gaining size and strength.  He confessed the sex was awesome and he gladly
let the doc fuck him for hours.  He worried about his sex drive being out
of control.  He would often feel a hardon come over him as he worked at his
restaurant and would have to excuse himself to go to his office and beat
off.  After awhile though, he just gave up and let his cock fight for space
in his now snug pants.  He wasn't actually taking the supplements but the
growth was obvious.  Eric and Tom put him through one of their patented
killer workouts and soon Tom's body was tingling with new muscle growth.
He left there and drove straight to Doc Pratt's and demanded to be fucked.
The two men had hot sweaty sex just inside the doorway to the doctor's
house as the door stood ajar.  If anyone had chanced to come by the two men
never would have noticed.

A couple of days before Folsum, Eric and Tom met up with their rowdy
friends at the airport and chatted eagerly about the long vacation.  The
poor gate attendants struggled with the heavy suitcases and stared open
mouthed at the parade of gay muscle.  Marsh and Jack were the only ones
under-packed, figuring they would do some major shopping in San Francisco.
Frank and Don had a separate suitcase for boots and toys.  Vic and Ted wore
their real work uniforms on the plane and had every gay man in the airport
drooling.  Darrell and Ron were the most subdued dressed in jeans and
T-shirts for traveling, but since both of them pumped major weight, the
muscle was drawing a fair amount of attention.  Mark and Kyle came to the
airport to see the men off.  Mark couldn't get away from football season
and Kyle was in the middle of studying for some major exams.  They were
going to stay at Eric and Tom's to partake of the gym equipment, hottub and
toys, what few were being left behind.

Kyle and Mark had been undergoing their own workout metamorphosis without
the benefit of the famous Pratt supplements, but both were hot muscle pups
who drew attention wherever they went.  The four men hugged at the gate and
made Eric and Tom promise to bring them something special from SF.  Tom
also promised to do some shopping for their parents' anniversary coming up
shortly.  Other passengers stared at the four men hugging and kissing.
Some punk types were about to make comments when Eric turned and flexed one
arm.  The punks wandered off with their tails between their legs.  Kyle and
Mark took off to have fun in the tub and Eric and Tom stood and watched the
crowd forming for the flight.

Since they were flying out of O'Hare, there were lots of hot Chicago and
Midwest leather men.  Eric stood with his arm around Tom and commented on
the hot crowd.  Men drooled over the two muscle giants dressed
conservatively in jeans, boots and T's.  There was no mistaking the lust in
their eyes.  The friends had managed to snag the first class seats.  There
wasn't a straight man in the area.  The flight attendant, a hot looking gay
man himself, was more than eager to attend to their every need.  By the
time the plane got to San Francisco, he had his weekend layover well
planned out.

Tom fell asleep leaning against Eric.  Marsh speculated on his dreams as
the friends watched a huge hardon form in his jeans.  Eric just smiled and
shrugged.  Looked normal to him.  The arrival in San Francisco was a bit
more hectic as they stood inline waiting to pick up their rental cars.  The
guesthouse was going to be scurrying to accommodate the entire load of
luggage and three vehicles, all oversized, of course.  Their timing had
been to get to San Francisco in time to change and wander around Market and
Castro.  The weather was picture perfect, just right for changing to shorts
and tank tops to show off the results of their hard work. Tom's head was
spinning as he tried to take in everything.  Frank and Don were engrossed
in watching the reactions of the heavy-duty top men watching the young man
who was more than happy to let them know he was focused on satisfying his
daddy.  Darrell and Ron loved the diversity of men wandering the street.

Mash and Jack dragged everyone into a small restaurant and began their
adventure with a simple snack and wine.  Tomorrow would be the Folsum
Street Fair and they toasted to the fun and friendship of the group.  Eric
slipped his arm around Tom and groped the muscle butt.

"Oh, don't look now but the sex is about to start."  Marsh pinched Tom's
pierced nips through the tank and rubbed his smooth shaved head.  "The
scent of the two of you fucking will have every man within a three block
radius of the guest house in heat. Thank you."  Marsh groped Jack's growing
crotch and dropped a hint to get back to the guesthouse.  The men wove
their way back through the growing Castro crowd and hit the guesthouse in
search of sex.  The flight attendant they had befriended on the flight had
arrived and Marsh and Jack dragged the poor young man to the hot tub.
Frank and Don soon joined them.  Since the guesthouse was clothing optional
the other guests got an eyeful of the five men.  Vic and Ted sat at a small
bar and drank juice while displaying their long flaccid dicks.  Two other
well-muscled guests took the bait and the cops were soon heading to their
room with the two other men in tow.  Darrell and Ron met two lean, muscled
black men from Arizona and disappeared into their room very quickly.  Eric
and Tom had gone back to their room and were too engrossed in their own sex
to realize their window opened onto the courtyard.  Every man there was
listening and sneaking peaks of the big men fucking the just slightly
smaller big man.  It was a very short happy hour at the guesthouse as
everyone disappeared to have sex.  The owners sat near the hot tub and
listened to the moaning and groaning.

They raised their beers to each other, "Here's to a fun Folsum weekend."

The friends met up later for a late dinner.  The numbers had grown with the
inclusion of the flight attendant named James and the two men Vic and Ted
had met from DC, named Mark and Steve.  After some calling around they
finally found a restaurant willing to handle the group.  The men arrived
and took over a rear room in the dimly lit restaurant and soon had the wait
staff hustling and laughing.  Being San Francisco, the staff was all gay or
lesbian men and women, happy to cater to the fun group.  They all agreed it
had been the perfect start to the vacation and eagerly discussed the fair
the next day.

A late night tour of the bars SOMA, added to the festive air.  Wherever
they went the crowds parted to let Eric and Tom get through.  The two
lovers chose to wear their leather police uniforms and looked like they
were two of SF's finest.  Vic and Ted were also dressed in uniform and the
real policemen working the Folsum beat, stopped them to ask where they were
from.  The friends were soon split up looking for sex connections.  Only
Tom and Eric went back to the guesthouse alone.  They were the only ones
ready for breakfast the next morning.  None of their friends seemed up to
the challenge so they went to pump before the fair by themselves.  Gold's
was packed with hot men pumping for the full muscle look. The better to
impress people.  Tom and Eric breathed in the aroma of hot sweaty men and
hit the weights hard.  The walk back to the guesthouse to shower and change
was a precursor to the hot time they were about to have at the fair.  The
weather was bright, sunny and warm.  Just right for lots of skin.

Back at the guesthouse the randy group was relaxing over coffee and
breakfast.  They marveled at the two hot muscle men and their dedication.
At least until Vic and Ted appeared with the two real cops in tow.  The
four men were smiling broadly and Marsh launched into 20 questions.  The
guest house owners were overworked waiting on the crowd.

By early afternoon, everyone was ready to hit the Folsum Street Fair.

Back home Kyle and Mark were beginning their own adventure.  They had
worked out for nearly two hours in Eric and Tom's home gym.  They were
about to relax in the hot tub when the phone rang and Kyle heard Dan's
happy voice.

"You boys behaving yourself over there?  Not stuck in the sling are you?"

"Not yet.  We were about to enjoy the hot tub for awhile, you guys want to
join us and then do dinner?"

"We could probably be persuaded to do that."

"Good.  Come around back.  We'll be in the tub and won't be able to answer
the front door."

"Be there in 20 minutes."

Kyle walked back out to the deck and joined Mark in the hot steamy water.
He slid down onto Mark's lap facing him.  Mark's stiff dick slid up Kyle's
ass crack and Kyle stood up slightly to allow the dick to slide in to the
balls.  They were totally engrossed in fucking and kissing when Tom and Dan
arrived.

"Would you look at that.  They didn't even wait until we got here to start
the appetizers."

Kyle stopped humping the stiff dick in his ass long enough to invite them
to strip and join them.  They watched as the two older men, chucked their
clothes and stepped into the tub.  Kyle was salivating over the huge muscle
growth both men had had since the last time he saw them.  Dan stepped over
to kiss Kyle and felt Mark's hand close around his dick.  While Kyle and
Dan sucked face, Mark leaned in to swallow Dan's cock and Tom reached
around to work Kyle's erect nips.  The four men played around sucking and
kissing for another 20 minutes. Kyle had been snorkeling under the water
for dick and came up for breath.

"Man, before I drown, let's go hit the playroom and really enjoy
ourselves."  The four men quickly toweled off enough to get through the
house and into the basement to the playroom.  Kyle was in the sling and
begging for dick before anyone had a chance to think lube.  Mark dropped to
his knees and began tonguing his young lover's hole.  Tom slid his fat
uncut cock into Kyle's eager mouth and Dan worked from nips to dick.  Kyle
was soon whining for someone to fuck him.  Mark more than gladly started
the party.  Kyle chewed on Tom's thick foreskin sending the doctor into
throes of ecstasy.  He pulled out saying he was saving his load for that
hot ass.  Mark pulled out and motioned for the doc to replace him.  Kyle
let out a loud gasp as the big dick slid in and his mouth was filled with
Dan's really fat cock.  He lost himself in the hands and dicks working his
body and soon felt the doc filling his hole with hot cum.  Not to be left
out Dan eased his fat prick into the sloppy hole and soon had Kyle shooting
his own load over his tight abs.  Mark unloaded on top of Kyle as the doc
fingered his hole.  Mark was then face down on the floor with his butt
propped up over the toy chest as the doc fucked him relentlessly.  Mark
felt his dick stiffening and bouncing against his own abs.  He watched Dan
grimace and shoot a second load deep into his lover as his as burned with
the hot cum Pratt was letting go.  Not to be left out, Kyle jumped up and
replaced the doc fucking Mark's beefy butt.  Soon all four men were lying
in a heap on the floor of the playroom, gasping for breath.

"OK, let's move this party to the shower so we can get cleaned up for
dinner."  Kyle raced up the stairs and pushed the computer buttons that Tom
had explained to him.  By the time the others reached him, the glass shower
was filled with hot sexy steam and all the nozzles were massaging their
bodies.  The men each took turns stroking the others dicks until they got
off one more time.  As they dried themselves, Mark chuckled, "who needs to
go to Folsum to fuck themselves silly."

The warm sunny day brought out throngs of people for the fair, many wearing
as little as possible.  Eric and Tom decided they didn't want sunburn lines
from harnesses, so they chose to dress in leather shorts and boots.  All
the better to show off their massive bodies.  Frank and Don even dressed in
as little leather as possible, just enough to allow Don to wear his collar
and Frank to keep him on his leash.  Marsh and Jack wore the remains of
cutoff jeans with boots and armbands. Ted and Vic opted for leather jock
straps, their uniform boots and badges attached to the straps. With their
police caps to keep the sun out of their eyes.  Darrell and Ron started out
with vests and shorts but soon took off the vests to enjoy the warm sun and
let others have direct access to their eager nipples. The men joined the
crowds of people sauntering Folsum Street, chatting with people they met
and enjoying the various displays.

Tom was getting beers for everyone when a voice behind him whispered in his
ear. "I hope that awesome man with you is Eric."

Tom turned to face Bill and Steve from Chicago.  At first, he was flustered
then smiled and shook his head.  "Yes it is, we worked everything out."

"Good, from what I have seen, you two are very happy together."  They stood
and chatted a few minutes until Eric came over to get his beer.

"Hey, don't leave me over there thirsty. I'm Eric."  He held out his hand
to the two big, muscle men.  Bill and Steve were dressed in leather shorts,
similarly to Eric and Tom, and showing huge tools in their baskets.

"This is Bill and Steve, the guys I met in Chicago."  Eric looked at Tom as
he remembered the story.

Bill shook Eric's hand. "Hey we're cool.  I just said to Tom that you two
looked very happy together and that we thought that was great.  We don't
mean any harm or trouble."

"No problem.  Tom told me everything.  At least what he can remember."
Eric shook Steve's big hand and Tom's face went red.  "From what he said,
you guys were pretty supportive in our little misunderstanding and urged
him to work it out with me.  Thanks."  Eric wrapped his arm around Tom's
neck and hugged him as he pressed the cold beer against a nipple.

The four big men stood and chatted in the middle of the throngs of people.
Tom watched and listened as Eric, Bill and Steve got very chummy.  Desire
that he hadn't felt in several months soon overcame him.