Date: Mon, 17 Apr 2000 11:46:12 EDT
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Beyond the Blue, part 13

Beyond the Blue, part 13		by lennoxbear@aol.com

The following is an erotic story involving gay relationships and male to
male sex.  If such offends you, leave.


Jim and Al settled into the foaming hot tub and looked at Bo then over at
Eric and Kenny.  Bo remained sprawled over the side of the tub, a broad
smile on his face and muttering under his breath.  The big, muscular body
seemed to be a helpless lump.

"What did you guys do to him?"  Jim looked closely at Bo's face.  He was
serene and peaceful and totally unaware.

"He's been dicked" Kenny shrugged his shoulders and smiled.  "Well,
actually, that's double-dicked."

"Oh so you both fucked him." Before either man could respond, Al laughed.

"No, he's means they both fucked him at the same time.  No wonder he's
lethargic."  Jim was completely confused.  At the mention of what had just
happened. Bo moaned loudly.  "That's quite an accomplishment."  Al got up
to check on Bo who responded by trying to grab his dick.  "Oh, and he wants
more."

"Well. While you guys keep Bo occupied, I am going to finish pulling
together dinner."  Eric got up to leave the hot tub and Jim's jaw dropped.
"Dinner should be in about 30 minutes, so if you guys want to get showered
or whatever, now's the time."  He walked back toward the kitchen and Jim
slumped in hot water.

"That is the biggest dick I have ever seen, and I grew up in the country
around horses.  You got both your cocks up that ass at one time?"  Al was
massaging Bo's butt.  Bo obviously wanted more dick.

"Sorry, buddy, there are a couple of things Jimbo here hasn't yet had the
opportunity to experience and I am saving them for him."  Bo slid back into
the hot tub and got himself turned around to suck Al's dick.  Jim was
within arm's reach and Bo soon had a handful of his chest twisting the hard
nipple.  Kenny slid over on top of Jim and began kissing the big cop.

"I feel like an onion in a big bowl of cop soup."  Jim opened his mouth to
comment on Kenny's line but burst out laughing, as did Al.  Al struggled to
push Bo off his cock.

"Uh, guys, Eric will have dinner ready in a few minutes and we need to get
dried and dressed."  Bo reluctantly let Al's big dick drop from his mouth.
He held it tightly and squeezed.

"Want to be sure I know where I left off."  He stood up and kissed Al
deeply.  "I have wanted to do that for so long."  He leaned over and
planted a big one on Jim.  "We will pick this up here later."

The four humpy men pulled themselves from the tub and toweled dry.  Eric
was dressed in jeans and a loose T-shirt when they walked back into the
house.  No matter how loose the shirt, there was no mistaking the huge
body.  "We're doing salmon, so there's wine in the dining room, but there's
also beer if anyone would prefer.  Help yourselves."  The men walked into
the dining room and stopped in amazement.  From the outside, the house
looked like a large log home.  The angle and the landscaping hid the fact
that it was indeed a log home that rambled on for many rooms.  A formal
dining room in a rustic log setting was not something many people would
expect to find.  Jim commented on the house as Eric brought salads to the
table.

"My late lover and I built it but he only got to live here about six months
before his accident.  We both liked to have friends over and be able to
invite them to spend the night, so we planned a house to do that. Now, I
sorta ramble about by myself.  I forgot to give you guys a tour, I'll do
that after dinner.  Al has been here before so he knows a little about it."
Jim gave Al the raised eyebrow to which Al responded with a smack to his
butt.


"Dinner in ten minutes dudes, hop to it."  He slapped Bo's naked ass but
only succeeded in getting the big beefy black cop to stop and wiggle it at
him.  "The man has opened Pandora's Box, heaven help us."  He smiled as the
four men stumbled into each other to get upstairs and get dressed.  By the
time they gathered again in the dining room, Eric had put out a feast and
had his guests in awe.  The four men ate and chatted like they had been
friends for years.  Eric had a knack for making people feel comfortable.
Eric and Al had been Harley riding buddies for several years and spent time
together on runs.  Jim seemed to have an endless list of questions about Al
and Eric diplomatically declined comment.  He told Jim he would have to
learn those answers himself.  He felt that was the best way for the two men
to get to know each other and establish a solid relationship.  Eric's
guests helped clean up after dinner but with a dishwasher it took little
time.  Eric offered a tour before they settled for dessert in the TV
room/Den.

The master bedroom suite and bathroom blew them away with its large shower
featuring programmable steam and temperature features.  Jim couldn't help
but notice the tiled grips and shelves in the shower and asked what they
were for?  Al looked at Eric and smiled.

"Well, Jim, I guess Al will have to show you later."

Eric had started his tour upstairs, led them through the living room to the
TV room/den and on to the basement.  His new muscle head buddies were
excited when they saw the well-equipped basement gym and all of the shiny
equipment.  They all agreed to full workouts the next two days.  Eric just
smiled evilly.  Al shook his head that they didn't know what they had
agreed to do.

The last door totally shocked and excited Bo and Jim.  Eric had a complete
leather playroom with mirrors, sling, assorted toys, restraints and gizmos,
all arranged around a St. Andrew's cross with adjustable features.  It was
obvious Bo was hot for a chance at the sling.  His big, fat cock got hard
as he examined the toys.  Kenny was fighting with Bo to keep his clothes on
as they headed back upstairs to relax with dessert.  Eric offered pie from
a buddy who had a local restaurant and momentarily distracted the men from
the room downstairs.  As they sat and talked and joked, Bo began steering
the conversation toward play.

"Well, you may have to wait a bit.  I promised the room tonight to a friend
but I am sure you guys can entertain yourselves the old fashioned way in
your room."  Bo looked disappointed until Kenny took his hand and placed it
on his stiff dick.

"Come on buddy, let's go upstairs and relax."  Bo carried his plate to the
kitchen and returned to hurry Kenny along.  He had already stripped off his
shirt and was completely nude by the time they reached the top of the
stairs.  Al helped Eric with the dessert plates and Jim helped clean the
kitchen.  Jim was about to head upstairs to their room when Al stopped him.

"No, guy, this way.  Al pulled off Jim's shirt and tossed it on the kitchen
counter.  He turned him toward the basement door and Jim's eyes lit up.
"Eric promised the playroom to me, you have to begin your training."

"Training?"  Al walked down the stairs and was naked by the time they
reached the playroom door.

"I'm a rather aggressive bottom man and need a strong master to keep me
under control, although, it may take awhile before you get to that point.
You tend to drop your load rather quickly."  Al chuckled and Jim frowned.

"I can't help that."  Al just smirked and twisted one of Jim's big full
nips.

"You'll learn.  Eric will help."

"Eric?"

"Yes, Al asked me to assist tonight."  Jim turned to find Eric coming down
the stairs in full harness, chaps, jock and high biker boots.  Jim's mouth
dropped.

"Holy fuck.  I spent a lot of time reading about leather stuff on the web
but in person, well, you're unbelievably fucking hot."

"Thank you and now we have to get you ready, hope this stuff fits."  Al
finished stripping off Jim's clothes as Eric began fitting a harness over
the big furry, blond chest.  It was a challenge to get the full harness
cockring over the quickly hardening prick.  Eric's late lover's boots fit
Jim, as did his chaps.  In a few minutes, Jim was standing before Al and
had become a leatherman.  Al's cock was rock hard and vibrating straight
out in front of him.  Jim wrapped his hand round the stiff prick and
squeezed out several drops of precum.

Eric frowned and smacked Jim's hand.  "You're going to make this a short
training if you don't behave. As for you, you know the routine."  Al
entered the playroom and stood in front of the cross.  He held up his arms
as Eric strapped one wrist in a restraint and nodded for Jim to do likewise
to the other.  "You see Jim, Al likes things on the physical side, so you
need to get his juices flowing a bit."  He walked around the strung up cop
and slapped the beefy butt.  "That is one hot ass and you need to treat it
with respect.  I think Al trusts you, so all you need to do is learn the
things that pleasures him, which also work for you and well, you'll get the
idea."

"Should I be taking notes?"  Eric looked at Al and laughed.

"Nooooooooooo, judging by the stiffness of your dick and the fact that your
nips are hard, I think a lot of this will come naturally."  Eric picked up
a couple of small items from the side table.  "Now, Al boy here is a
titpig.  Loves to have his nipples worked and they are directly related to
his dick.  The more you play with the nips, the bigger the hardon.  It's
fascinating."  Eric placed titclamps on each of Al's nipples and gave them
a slight flick.  Al responded by groaning and his dick, which had relaxed a
bit, began hardening again. "Of course, I think that also works for you.
Does it Al?  Does Jim like his nips played with?"

"Yes sir, he does, but he cums way too quickly."

"We'll see."  Eric bent down and sucked on Jim's left tit.  The smaller cop
inhaled quickly and shuddered.  "Hmm, guess we have to accommodate all of
us then.  Jim, work on these while I get a couple of things ready."  Jim
twisted Al's nips and soon had his buddy moaning loudly.  Eric reached
around Jim and attached a chain to the titclamps on Al's chest.  Before Jim
could respond, Eric attached clamps with a chain to Jim's.  Jim threw his
head back and groaned.  He turned around to see Eric had done the same to
his chest.  Jim tugged on the chain and watched the big nips expand to
twice their size.  "Work his, not mine."

Eric showed Jim how to attach a cockring and weights to Al's cock and
balls.  Jim quickly picked up on the little nuances of making the pain
pleasurable for his partner.  Learning how to use the flogger took a bit
more time and Al was close to the edge by the time that Jim got the hang of
it.  But being the trooper that he is, he stood up to the pressure.  Eric
smacked Jim's bare ass and congratulated him on his first lessons but there
was one more that he knew Al was eager for him to learn.

"Let's get him down."  Eric undid Al's arms and massaged them to get the
circulation flowing again.  Jim and Al were busily sucking face while this
happened.  "You ready Al?"

"Yes sir."  Al walked over and slid his big body into the sling.  Eric
raised his legs and attached a clip to Al's boots to help support them.
Jim removed the weights from Al's cock and balls and Al had to take a
moment to fight back a cumshot.  Al tugged on the chain attached to his
tits and began breathing quickly.

"Hey, horndog, don't you cum yet.  You're buddy here hasn't had a chance to
enjoy that hot butt of yours."  Eric handed Jim a jar of lube and showed
him how to lube Al's butthole for a good deep fucking, at the same time
getting enough rush to get his own cock hard.  "You boys are just too hot."
He took the jar and lubed Jim's cock.  The two men locked eyes and Jim
leaned in close to kiss Eric.

"I think Al needs to be fucked from both ends."

"I couldn't agree more."  Jim felt the room spin as Eric straddled Al's
face and undid the pouch on his jock.  The biggest, hardest meanest looking
cock Jim had ever seen dropped out and slapped against Al's unshaved face.
Al's tongue was instinctively searching the hard cock and got its reward as
Eric began feeding the monster into his throat.  Jim stood between Al's
legs and ran his hands over the taunt furry muscles of Al's abs and chest.
He played with the titclamps and chain as the huge cock slid all the way
into Al's throat.  Jim stroked his buddy's hard cock and squeezed the fat
balls.  He was mesmerized at the cocksucking Al was giving Eric's dick.  Al
swung his legs apart to get his asshole up higher for Jim.  Jim took a deep
breath and pushed against Al.  Al reached around and guided Jim's rock hard
cock deep into his butt.

Jim felt Al's ass give and the heat and wetness envelop his hard cock.  "Oh
fuck.  You're hot.  Oh hell, Al. I can't believe this."  Jim's long cock
slowly filled Al's butt as the prone cop got both ends reamed.  Jim
couldn't remember ever having as much pleasure from sex as he was getting
that moment in fucking the ass of the man he loved.  He soon had Al's body
moving in the sling to accommodate the dick in his ass and the one in his
throat.

"You see, Jim.  Al told me a long time ago that he wanted your dick up his
ass.  Long before you two came out to each other.  Al tried to protest the
teasing he knew he was about to get from Eric but was in no position to say
anything except grunt and get more dick down his throat.  "Now you know.
Al's a titpig; loves too have his ass fucked and also is a cumpig.  Aren't
you my little fuckhole?  So, when you feel like you are about to shoot,
don't.  We need to time it to both drown this man at the same time."  Eric
could tell from the look on Jim's face that it wasn't going to be long.  Al
had reached up and grabbed the chain attached to Jim's tits.  Jim felt
sensations running the length of his body he had never felt before.  His
nipples were on fire and getting bigger than he ever thought possible.  His
dick was being massaged by the tight hot wet hole of the man he was coming
to realize meant more to him than anyone else.  He raised his arms and held
onto the eyebolts holding the chains.  He slammed his dick deep inside the
moaning sweating cop pig.

Jim was becoming short of breath and pulled his dick from Al's ass.  Al
whined and got his titchain tugged on.  Jim took a deep breath and sighed.
"Switch places."  He wiped his dick on a towel Eric handed him and took
Eric's place over Al's face.  Al's tongue and mouth were hungry for Jim's
sensitive cock.  He swallowed the fat tube as Jim hung onto the chains of
the sling for support.  He watched in amazement as Eric lubed his
unnaturally long dick and slid it into the already stretched butthole.  Al
whined louder and sucked Jim's cock harder as Eric began pounding his
asshole.  Jim watched Eric's magnificent chest flex as he controlled the
sling's motion and completely controlled Al's sex.  Eric looked up and
locked eyes again with Jim.  The harder Eric fucked Al, the harder and
deeper Al went on Jim's cock. Both men pulled out and as Eric said now,
shot thick, ropes of hot cum over Al's chest and abs.  Al could no longer
hold back and added his own load to the streams of spunk.  His whole body
jerked with orgasm.

He hung suspended in the sling his face nuzzling against Jim's still
bloated semi-hard dick.  Al licked the big swollen balls and felt a shudder
go through Jim.  Eric's cock lay atop Al's like a wet marble icon.  He
gripped the base and slowly fed it back into the hungry cop hole.  Al
whimpered and whined as his dick shot off several more gobs of cum.

"You fuckhound, I knew you weren't finished."  Eric slapped Al's butt and
withdrew his dick.  He stood back and wiped himself off.  "Well, my work
here is done, for now.  I'll leave you two to decide what you want to do
now.  Workout is at 9 AM, be ready."  Jim walked around and kissed the big
muscle man.  Eric tugged on the titchain and got a loud moan from Jim.
"There are a lot of things you have yet to discover about yourself yet
buddy.  Good night."  He closed the playroom door behind him.  Jim turned
to see Al hanging in the sling and smirking at him.

"Would you mind letting me down now?"  Jim walked slowly over to the
cum-covered man and undid one boot clip.  The big heavily muscled leg came
down and Jim massaged it a few seconds. He undid the other and also
massaged the thick flesh.  Al dangled by his arms as Jim stared at him with
an evil grin.  "What?  What's going on in that warped little brain of
yours?"  Jim only tilted his head and snapped the wrist restraints around
Al before the man could react.  He undid the clamps on the enormously
swollen nips and watched as Al's chest heaved with the rush of blood into
the nipple.  They seemed to grow a bit more. So, Jim took the opportunity
to lick and suck them lightly.  He felt Al's cock, hard and throbbing,
poking at him again.

He ran his hands through the streaks of sticky cum and worked the white
cream into Al's chest and abs.  Al was reduced to muttering under his
breath as Jim worked his pressure points back to the screaming level.

"Jim, please, fuck me again."

"I thought you'd never ask.  He held Al's strong jaw on either side.  Al
could smell the cum from the three men on Jim's hand.  Their lips met and
Al lost himself in the heat of his desire for his new lover.  Jim broke the
kiss and walked behind Al.  He undid the restraints and Al fell forward to
hold onto a small table.  He felt Jim's big warm arms encircle him and hold
him as the hard cock found its way back into Al's fuckhole.  Al lowered
himself to the floor as Jim held his place and fucked his hard butt.
Having been disarmed once, Jim wasn't about to cum as quickly.  He wrapped
his arms around Al and torturously slowly fucked the moaning man.  Al felt
the metal of the harness against his back and the sweat from his body
sliding against the leather chaps on Jim.  His head hung down and when he
opened his eyes he was staring at a pair of highly polished policeman's
boots.  He looked up to see Bo standing above him wearing a Sam Brown and a
cap slung low over his eyes.  Bo huge cock hung low and Al struggled to get
up to suck on it.  He pushed his tongue into the big piss slit of the thick
onyx cock and saw Bo smile down at him.

"Take that big, black cop dick down your throat boy."  Al sucked the dick
down his throat and let it get hard in his mouth as he sucked for all he
was worth.  He felt someone sliding under him and suck down his cock.  He
let go of Bo's prick long enough to find Kenny in a 69 position with his
monster dick gripped tightly in his hand.  Bo knelt down so Al could
alternate between the two big dicks.  Kenny had swallowed Al's cock to the
bas and was massaging it with his throat muscles.  All the while Jim plowed
Al's furry butt.  Jim began muttering oh shit and then Al let go of the two
cocks.

"I want this load up my ass this time fucker."  Al didn't have long to wait
as Jim filled his ass to overflowing with hot cream.  Al couldn't move and
shot his load directly into Kenny's hot mouth.  He felt the two men jerk
and grabbed the two cocks at his face by their balls.  He covered his
sweat-covered face with hot sticky man juice and collapsed to the side.  He
nuzzled his face into Bo's obscenely huge balls and sniffed.

I am never going to be able to workout with any of you muscleheads again
without this scent in my brain.  Oh fuck, that was too hot."

"Eric was on his way upstairs to shower and told us what happened down
here, so we thought we could join in for a few moments."

"I'm glad you did."  Al slapped their hard pecs and rolled over to find Jim
on his back on a mat breathing deeply.  Jim's chest was heaving and seemed
to be having difficulty getting his breath.  Al straddled his body and
looked into the blue eyes.  "You OK buddy?"  Jim grabbed the back of Al's
neck and crushed their mouth together.  His back arched and another huge
load shot from his half-hard dick to splatter on Al's back.

Bo looked at Kenny and smiled.  "Well, that goes to prove it.  I always
thought Jim operate on a delayed system."

The four friends made their way back up to their rooms for a good night's
sleep.  Jim carefully cleaned off the leather he had been wearing and
joined Al in the shower.  The two beefy muscle men lathered each other into
full erections.  Jim quickly toweled dry and pulled Al to bed.

"So, when do I get my turn?"

"Your turn?"

"I've never been fucked.  Before this weekend is over, I expect to have had
every dick in this house up my ass."

"That might be a lot for a virgin ass, buddy."

"OK, maybe not Eric's.  That one scares me.  How big is it?'

"Easily a foot, the man is gifted."

"And not only in the cock department, he's a super guy.  So, when?"  Al
snuggled against him.

"Soon.  Let's get some sleep."

Steve took a deep breath when his doorbell rang.  He had just invited a
strange gay man, whom he had just met in his building, to his apartment for
pizza.  What the fuck was he thinking?  He opened the door and greeted Art.
The older man stood there smiling holding a bottle of wine and a six pack.

"Which do you prefer with pizza?"

"Hmm, considering the way the day has gone, I say we drink both.  Come on
in."  Art walked in and offered the beer to Steve.  They walked into the
kitchen and chatted over what kind of pizza to order.  They opted for the
wine first and beer when the pizza came.  Steve motioned for Art to get
comfortable in the living room while he brought out plates and napkins.

"You actually use plates for pizza?"  Art sat on the sofa and looked at the
plate.  "I always thought straight men ate over the box?"

"Is it that obvious that I am straight?"  Steve laughed.

"Well, I have to admit that I saw you a couple of weeks ago and asked
someone."

"So you don't mind coming to a straight man's apartment for pizza and
beer?"

"No, why?  No reason why we can't be friends and neighbors.  The world is
full of interesting people."

"Hey, I'll drink to that."  The two men sat and chatted while they waited
for the pizza to arrive.  They were laughing like old friends when the
delivery boy rang the bell and Steve paid for their food.  One bottle of
wine down, one to go and then the beer.  The delivery boy looked at the two
muscular men in their tight T-shirts and jeans and smiled.  Steve closed
the door and pursed his lips.  "Do you think, that he thinks there is
something going on here?"

"Who cares what he thinks?"  Art poured more wine and leaned over to hand
Steve's glass back to him.  Steve's hand covered Art's on the glass and the
two men paused for a moment.

"Uh, thanks."  Art watched the young cop blush.  His pecs flexed as he
served the pizza and when he got up to grab a napkin, Art was sure Steve
had a hardon.  He brushed it off to nerves and sat back to enjoy the food
and conversation.

Marsh and Jack sat in the dimly lit restaurant and held hands over dinner.
They had almost missed their reservation and were only now relaxing after
the hectic rush to get there.

"So, here we are, together, and both moving to new jobs with the same
company to a new location."

"Yeah, big move, but Eric is a great guy so work will be the easy part.
Have you found a place to love yet?"

"No, you?"

"No.  Want to be roommates?"

"No.  Want to be lovers?"

Jack ran his hand up the thick furry forearm and squeezed.  "Yeah, I do,
but don't you think it's too fast?"

"I don't know, granted it's only been a couple of months but fate has dealt
us a hand here and I say we play it."

"What about your brother?"  Marsh sighs deeply and leans back in his chair.

"I think we may have pushed him over the edge and into therapy for years.
Knowing Steve, he'll call in the morning to confirm it all happened.  He'll
think he dreamed it."

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