Somewhere Out West in An Out Of The Way Motel
by R Christopher Cooper
I had been planning the ski vacation all fall and getting time off at this time of year was next to impossible but somehow I managed. I watched the snow reports and the base was building nicely at the beginning of the season and then the snow just seemed to stop. The resort said they were making snow every day but I knew they couldn’t make snow in the back country and there would be no powder to ski.
So I drove over to Colorado and skied a couple days thinking I might get lucky. I was so bored I checked out and planned to drive south toward Taos, New Mexico. The storms seemed to be swinging south and were clobbering the more southern Rocky Mountains.
I stopped in Denver to work out so I began south later than I expected. There was no hurry since I had two weeks off plus the Christmas and the New Year vacation days. My plan was to drive until I was tired or if darkness descended I would find a room. My logic was; rooms along the way had to be cheaper than at the ski areas.
I found myself on a winding road that seemed to be almost deserted. It was the kind of road they make movies about. The scenery was breathtaking and in places the trees seemed to swallow the road. Going in and out of the thick woods somehow made me loose track of time and before I knew it the sun was going down. I saw signs for a motel and a place called Manby Hot Springs. MAN-BY ME. I’d like a man by me, I thought as I rubbed my cock.
I saw signs again but they were partly covered with snow and hard to read. I thought it said fifteen miles. If it was decent I would stop. Less than two miles down the road there was a sign that said Motel with an arrow to the right. Maybe that sign said 1.5 miles, I thought.
I turned and the road seemed to wind into the woods. The paved road was clear but narrow so I took it slow. I was about to give up when I saw it through the trees. It looked like an old Spanish hacienda. Smoke gently spiraled up from chimneys that dotted the building and it looked more like a home than a motel. I stopped and the small sign said MOTEL and pointed right at the building. This must be a resort requiring reservations months in advance, I thought. It wouldn’t hurt to ask and I could use the bathroom.
“I saw your signs. Do you have any rooms?” I asked. The man turned and stood. He looked like a lumberjack complete with plaid shirt and suspenders. His jet black hair was on the long side and his full beard was well trimmed or just growing in. His pecs lifted the shirt out but then it instantly tapered back to waist in the low thirty inch range.
“Do you have a reservation,” he asked before he looked up at me.
“No sir,” I said sounding disappointed.
“We have a couple rooms left,” he smiled. “All our rooms have king size beds, a sitting area with a fireplace, a small kitchenette, and a spa bathroom,” he smiled.
My mind was adding twenty five dollars for each feature he mentioned and I put the room at about two to three hundred a night. He was looking at what rooms were left in the computer.
“I have… well this is a better room… direct access to the courtyard. It has a bigger living room and… no the other room isn’t rented either. The rate is eighty nine a night plus tax.”
“Did you say one eighty nine?”
“No sir, eighty nine. There is a stocked bar in the room and if you open a bottle you pay for that bottle and here is the price list. We do not monitor if the bottle goes with you but officially we cannot take the bottle off the premises,” he explained. He placed the registration form on the counter and I started filling it out.
“The courtyard hot spring has optional dress and after about eleven if you are too loud you will be asked to vacate the spring.”
“You have a real hot spring? Is it Manby?” I asked.
“No Manby is south of here in the gorge outside of Arroyo Hondo. That is a wild spring in the river,” he explained as he coded the key. “We ask that you park in the south lot and James will show you to your room. This is James,” he said as I signed the credit card receipt.
James could have been a ski bum, a top fashion model, a natural bodybuilder, or a TV anchor man. He was built but not quite as well as the guy behind the desk. He zipped up his ski jacket and jumped into my Jeep with me. He pointed where to go and then carrying my luggage he led me to the room. I tried not to gasp as I entered the room. In a ski area this room would go for a thousand dollars a night. He showed me how to operate the sauna and explained how to fill the tub with fresh water or hot spring water.
He took off his jacket and lit the fireplace. He had a great body. He showed me the bar and reminded me about the bottle fee. These were 750ml bottles and they charged about ten dollars more than in a liquor store. Then he showed me the courtyard entrance and asked me for a four digit code and I gave him the last four of my phone number. He programmed the keypad so I could reenter the room from the courtyard without a key.
“Enjoy your stay here sir,” he said. I offered a tip but he wouldn’t take it.
It was later than I thought when I went to the restaurant for supper because the place was nearly empty and they were cleaning up. I had a wonderful steak and again there were only guy waiters and busboys. I stopped by the desk and said I might stay another day. They blond hunk that had replaced the lumberjack at the desk said there would be no problem.
There was a pattern forming here. Only great looking guys worked here who were all very fit. I walked back to my room and cracked open a bottle of Crown. I sat by the fire having a great fantasy as I finished my drink.
I heard voices in the courtyard and I wondered what was going on. I opened the door and swirled my drink. There were about six bodybuilders some in the pool and some goading a hairy guy about loosing the bet. He was telling them no and they kept laughing about the bet.
“We need an independent to arbitrate this,” the hairy guy said as I went back into my room. My cock was as hard as a rock and I wished that there was a window to the courtyard so I could watch them as I stroked my cock.
My shirt was out of my pants and so was my cock. I was stroking my meat and a jumped when there was a knock on my door. I tucked in and made sure my shirt was covering the bulge. I started for the hall door but realized the knocking was coming from the courtyard door. The big hairy guy was standing there.
“Would you be willing to settle a wager?” he asked.
“What do I have to do?” I asked.
“Slip out of all those clothes and come out here to be the judge.” He looked back at his friends. My cock had gone down but I didn’t know if it would stay down around all those guys. I stripped down to my briefs; I got a to-go drink, and followed him.
“Chris,” I introduced myself around. I sat, put my drink down, and knocked on the table. “This court will come to order,” I mocked.
“George here promised to shave naked!” The six guys began explaining the situation and then they said he lost the bet. George got up and told his side of the story.
“Is this true,” I asked the six. They said yes but… I held up my hand because they already presented their side of the case six against one. “The way I see it George is right…” they groaned and booed. “But you six are also correct.” They cheered. “So here is my judgment…” I paused a long time. “You may shave him from the neck down…” They cheered and I waited for silence before I began again. “You may shave him from the neck down to these briefs.” I held up my briefs. “And from his ankles up to these briefs.” All seven stood in absolute silence. “Anyone who attempts to shave above George’s shoulders will be thrown out into the snow naked, by George. And my fee for this arbitration is that I get to shave under these briefs!” The six cheered and George smiled.
They spread out six towels and produced six battery operated clippers. They cut their names in his body hair and generally teased the poor man standing there in my briefs. Finally his body hair was gone. George walked over to me and handed me a fresh pair of clippers. He seductively lowered the briefs. His cock was at half mast and rapidly growing.
He stood on his towel as I slowly shaved each hip and then I trimmed down his bush three fingers up from the root. I thinned his bush and shaved his balls. He turned and I shaved his ass. He bent and spread open his ass cheeks and I shave his crack as his friends cheered.
Over on the pad of towels guys were trimming and shaving away body hair but it was mostly touch up. Then George asked if I had ever been trimmed out. Not having that much body hair I had to admit that it never bothered me one way or the other. Before I knew it I was standing there having my body shaved by George and some of his friends.
James, the room valet, came and collected the towels and brought a rack off clean towels. He sanitized all the clippers and set them back into the charging station. He said goodnight and said he was going home. I glanced at the clock and it was nearly eight.
Some of the guys went in to watch a movie but George stayed in the spring with me. I was nearing the twenty minute limit for that pool and I needed another drink, so I got out and headed to my room. I intended to come back so I left my door open. When I turned George was standing at the door watching me.
“Care for a drink?” I offered. He came in and closed the door. I turned to pour him a drink and he gently wrapped his arms around me.
“I had another kind of drink in mind,” he said in my ear. The tips of his fingers toyed in the fresh trim above my cock.
“Oh, what would that be? A liqueur perhaps?” I teased.
“I know you’ve heard of a White Russian, well I’d like a drink called cream de’ hot stud,” he seduced.
“I much prefer a muscle cock-tail,” I grinned.
“Which would you prefer first the cock or the tail,” he asked as he rubbed his growing rod on my bare ass.
“I believe that cock cum’s first in the word cocktail,” I could hardly believe I came up with that double pun so fast.
“Enough punning around, let me take you somewhere that you have never been before.” He led me over to the bed.
“I’ve been to bed before,” I smiled.
“But not this bed! Have you ever stood in this exact spot before?” he asked.
“Never!” I said as I pressed closer to his huge muscular body. “And never with such a sexy muscular stud,” I said before I kissed him. My hands felt his body.
I felt his hands cup my firm, round ass. My cock leaked against his muscular thigh.
“Never shaved your pubes before,” George asked, stroking my cock up and down. Shaved you look hot and fine.”
I looked down at his hugely muscled arm connected to the hand massaging my dick. He must have begun to feel my body loosen. My whole body was on fire with desire. His hand went from my dick to his. I was mesmerized as the purple head of his uncut cock seemed to explode out of the foreskin each time he stroked. As I watched, a large drop of pre-cum seeped from the head and glistened there like a pearl. George looked at me and then scooped the pearl up on his finger.
“This is man milk. Studs need milk to grow, to be strong. Do you want my milk?” George said searching my eyes and he smiled broadly.
I just looked back at him as he began to stroke my face with his finger, circled my mouth with the pre-cum. My eyes closed when his thumb slipped past my lips. My tongue began searching for the pearl of his essence. My mouth nursed on the digit tasting the bodybuilder’s milk. I was a stud; I needed cum for nourishment. I need this man to show me how to be like him.
When George pulled his thumb back out of my mouth he reached for the back of my neck and he kissed me passionately. He took my cock in his large hand and began to stroke it again. His hand felt so warm and strong. My dick looked so small lost in its grip. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my back against his massive chest. George's fingers stroked my ass crack. I playfully squirmed to free myself, but he was holding me tight.
Someone out in the courtyard called “GEORGE!”
“Unfortunately I have to go,” he said as he released me and wrapped in a towel.
George kissed me once again before he opened the door to the courtyard and disappeared down a hallway. I took my wet towels and exchanged them for clean towels that James left in the courtyard.
After dropping the stack of towels in the room I stepped into the hot spring. I could feel it soothing my body like a balm. I don’t know how long I sat there before someone else eased his body down into the water.
“Oh, that feels so good!” He said. I opened my eyes and looked up at the clock.
“If I stay in here much longer I’m gonna hard boil like an egg.” I moved to the cooler pool. His biceps bulged without flexing and his triceps were so well developed they were visible from the front of his arms. About a minute later I saw the guy form the other pool coming to join me. He was even bigger and more muscular than George.
I noticed his pecs. If there was one thing was I was always attracted to, it was pecs. This man had the best pecs I have ever seen. They were shaped like two square marble slabs and his chest measurement had to be at least 60 inches. His dark nipples were at the outside edges, facing down. Then I ogled the 6 pack cobblestone abs and small waist that formed his perfectly shaped V. The man was a Greek god. From down in the pool he looked seven feet tall.
“I was feeling pins and needles,” he said before he joined me. “Have you been skiing? I always stay up here when I ski Taos.”
“I was at the A-basin. The snow is terrible up there,” I told him.
“This was my last day and the skiing was so good I almost had an orgasm,” he laughed.
“But you didn’t,” I said to confirm.
“If I had, I would have had to stop skiing to change my clothes,” he twisted his mouth. “So when did you get here? I haven’t seen you around.”
“This evening… Say how far is it to drive to the ski areas?” I asked.
“Thirty miles give or take,” he said.
“So you stay up here because it’s cheaper?” I asked.
“Nah, that wouldn’t be a problem. I like the scenery and the amenities better here,” he said as he stood and stretched. Fuck he was huge and like everybody else here he was a god. “I planned to get a massage today but the guy called in sick or something. It’s my shoulders and lower back,” he said as he sat closer to me. “I need to get back in that hot water.”
He stepped out and I would have followed him if my cock wasn’t so hard. His back was to me so I grabbed a towel and scampered to the hot pool. He opened his eyes but I think my rod was under water by then. I felt like my ass was nearly healed. Ten minutes would do it.
“Hey, if I turned could you rub my shoulders?” he asked. “By the way my name is Tom.”
“I’m Chris,” I said. “I guess I could rub your shoulders. I’m not a massage therapist though.”
I never felt muscle like that! Not even George had muscle tone like Tom had. I was tempted to reach down over his shoulders and cop a feel of his pecs.
“You have a natural talent. Would you like to try to fix my lower back too?” Tom asked. “Come to my room?”
“After you,” I said as I stood. He stood and flexed his back. I sucked in my breath. He turned and faced me. His hard cock was long, rather thin, and strait as a poker. I slowly ran my fingertips from his balls to the tip of his cock.
“Oh yeah,” he whispered. “Follow me.” He stepped out of the tub and when I did he draped his massive arm across my shoulders. His room was better than mine but it didn’t matter. As soon as the door closed he locked me in his arms and kissed me.
“I think you have more of a problem in front than you do in the back,” I smiled. “And I do like what I see up front. Pecs, arms, cock, legs… the whole package,” I said as I ran my hands over his body.
“This is why I started lifting,” he fondled his cock. “The guys said I had the cock of a six year old kid. It never did get very big around.”
“Does it please whoever you fuck?” I grinned. “Does it shoot cum?” he nodded. “Then its ok!”
“After I got more muscular my self-esteem and confidence blossomed so to speak. What I lack in girth…I make up in… well let me just say I made up for one deficiency with another asset.”
“The length,” I asked he shook his head no. “Your muscles,” again he shook his head no.
“Staying power? I asked.
“You are getting closer,” his grin was devious.
“You learned how to use it to massage a prostate!” I guessed as I stroked his tool. His pre-cum leaked like a faucet and made his cock slick as hell. I began running my hands over his tanned chest I groaned as I began to get harder at the thought of his strong body pressing my body into the bed as he fucked me long and strong. Sliding my hands further down, I stroked his ass letting my fingers slide along his crack. I ventured further and stroked the tight, firm cleft. I encircled his straining cock head with my mouth and slowly licked it while I tentatively pushed a forefinger up his eager hole.
He moaned and I withdrew, it was too risky to be too anxious. The passion that had gripped my pulsing member refused to be ignored, and my mind wandered back to George. Why did I bother with George? He was the only one out there, and he followed me into my room. I kissed George because I couldn’t resist my urges any longer; George was… George. I closed my eyes, and focused on Tom. I released his ass and took his cock again. I imagining he was my lover, I relived feeling his hard muscled arms encircling me, his eager mouth dominating with every hot kiss.
Powerful arms lifted me like a shirt from a drawer. Startled I opened my eyes, with fear gripping my heart I looked straight into the eyes of the muscle god. His eyes bored into mine. Terrified I clasped his upper arms with my hands. I was floating through the air. Without a word his massive arms pushed me back onto his bed. He held me in place with one hand. Unable to move I watched in disbelief as he firmly took my cock and thrust it deep into his mouth.
My body surged with delight as his eager lips encircled my hard dick, caressing the head with his heavy-duty tongue. I threw my head back at the wonderful sensations playing up and down my throbbing shaft. Eyes closed I began fucking his mouth, driving my cock deep into his throat with every thrust of my hips. I reveled in the pleasure he was giving me.
I could feel a flood rising from deep within as I ran my fingers up his awesome arms. Mercifully he stopped and I found myself gasping for breath. He was instantly over me and positioning his cock at my mouth. Seconds later I was feeling the eagerness of his hungry lips driving me to an approaching orgasm.
I reciprocated and he stopped and watched as his cock slowly disappeared down my throat. I had never done that before and I panicked.
“Swallow, swallow deep and breathe through your nose,” he coached.
As I swallowed I realized that his cock was not filling my throat to capacity. I relaxed and he began to fuck my throat. I put upward pressure on his hips and he pulled out.
“Holy shit,” I gasped. “I feel like a sword swallower.” I took some deep breaths and pulled him back to me.
“Now, I want your ass,” he turned to face me. “But I’m in no hurry. You are a fantasy come true.” He stroked my body.
“Me a fantasy?” I looked at him in disbelief. “Why? Have you never looked in the mirror?”
“You like me the just way I am. My cock seems to really turn you on. You had me on the brink of orgasm a half dozen times already. You haven’t asked me to pose for you… I could go on.” He sat back on his heels and just touched me.
“You’d laugh if I told you my fantasies,” I said as I rubbed his leg. It looked like he was going to ask what they were. “I might tell you later.” I said before he could open his mouth. I didn’t want to tell him about me and George. He stroked under my balls and I lifted my knees. He was flooding me with lube. His fingers stretched me and whatever he used it began to feel really good. I know he was finger fucking me and then he moved to line his cock up with my ass. I anticipated pain and clamped down. His hands gently pushed my knees toward my chest. Both his hands were on my legs so what had he put in my… his cock! He was in! He leaned toward my legs and his cock grazed my prostate.
“Yes!” he gasped. “There it is.” He moaned as he drew his bow along my pleasure nut like I violinist drawing out a long slow note of pure clear sound. He was corkscrewing, pumping, plunging slowly, and leisurely pushing me closer and closer to the edge of orgasmic delight.
Suddenly I gasped aloud and my whole body tensed as I felt the volleys of cum spurt from me. With one last thrust of his lengthy cock my whole body straightened, I almost passed out with the intensity as I drove my cock his abs one last time, flooding his torso with my cum. The explosions of my seed seemed to happen in slow motion. Panting, I opened my eyes to see Tom smiling at me. He was wiping some seed from his cheek. Too shocked to say a word I gave him a blank look of disbelief.
A look of apprehension and shock crossed his face. Like the sun coming from behind a cloud his face began to radiate elation, bliss, and then ecstasy. He tried to pull out but I wrapped my legs around the small of his back and pulled him back in. His body stiffened and he let out a groan that tuned into a roar. He began to fuck the cum he was shooting into my ass and every muscle in his body began to flex. He pulled back and plunged the full length of his cock into me. He arched his back and his mouth opened in a silent scream. I could feel his cock swell with each salvo of cum.
My legs fell and he pulled free. He grabbed his cock like a wild fire hose and began to spray cum the length of my body. He shot seven volleys as high as my chin before he stopped and I know he must have deposited an equal amount inside my ass. Cum was everywhere but he licked and sucked cum off my body and then he French kissed me. I swallowed a huge glob of cum.
Then as if he read my mind he crawled up higher so I could lick cum from his chest. His massive pecs nearly smothered me. I chewed at his muscle and when I found a nipple I sucked it and wrapped my tongue around the hard nub. I wanted to fuck him so bad but my cock was spent. He carried me to his shower and I was almost too weak to stand.
“I have a plane to catch tonight,” he said as we dried our clean and recovered bodies. “I wish I could take you with me.”
“Just stay,” I reasoned with him.
“This is a meeting I cannot afford to miss,” he said as he began to pack. He dressed and just as he closed his bag there was a knock on his door. He pointed toward the bathroom and from there I watched a room valet take his suitcase. Tom closed a smaller second bag and then he hugged me. I could see the emotion in his face as he closed the door and walked down the hall. I returned to the mineral spring and soaked for ten or fifteen minutes before I went to my room.
There was a note under my door from George saying they were going out and if I called in time I was welcome to tag along. An hour had past since he left the note. I crawled into bed and felt totally satisfied and a little sad. George’s note said he and his friends were leaving around nine the next morning.
I woke up at ten and after breakfast I asked if I could stay for the two weeks of vacation time I had left. The guy looked at the schedule and informed me that I would have to change rooms. It seemed that the room I was in had been reserved. I could hardly believe that I was being moved to Tom’s old room. I considered it an upgrade.
After the move I went to explore the skiing. By dusk I was exhausted and ready to soak in that hot spring. The restaurant was full so I showered and soaked before I went to supper. I had the most delicious prime rib that night. The restaurant was almost empty when I finished eating. It was hard to put one foot in front of the other because I was so tired. I wanted to soak again but I was afraid I would fall asleep and parboil.
I stripped naked and turned down the bed. I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when there was a knock on the door. I finished brushing and put on a robe before answering because I wasn’t expecting anyone. The hall was empty and as I locked the door the phone began to ring. I almost didn’t answer.
“Tom,” I smiled, “The same Tom that flew half way across the country this morning for a meeting,” I laughed. “Mr. I have to be therefore this meeting?”
“Chris, I’m back.” He let that sink in. “I have a problem.” He paused. “They have sold out and I didn’t call ahead to reserve a room. Could I stay with you?”
I was silent for a long time before I answered. “Was that you knocking on my door?”
“Chris…”
“Sure Tom, come on down,” I offered. I propped open the door with the safety latch and finished my nightly routine. I heard the thump of bags as I rinsed my face.
“Chris!” Tom said joyfully. I stepped out of the bathroom and my jaw dropped. “Chris this is Steve.” The guy with Tom had just pulled his sweater off and his tee shirt came with it. I blinked when I saw his chest. Like Tom his pecs were square but I swear they were almost twice as thick. He appeared to have a twenty five inch waist loaded with muscle. Steve pulled one arm out of the sleeve so he could shake my hand.
“Hi Chris, I’m Tom’s younger brother. I hate that we had to barge in on you like this,” he smiled. I looked from one to the other and saw the resemblance. Tom was 6’4 and Steve was two or three inches taller.
“What did mom feed you two?” I asked. They both laughed. “Does Steve…”
“Want to fuck your brains out too?” Tom finished my sentence in a crude way. “You bet!”
“If you are agreeable,” Steve said red faced. I reached out and touched Steve’s pecs.
“Holy shit yeah!” I gasped. “I skied all day and was exhausted until you two walked in.” I turned to Tom. “So you flew home, had your meeting, collected your brother, and came back?”
“Had to,” Tom laughed. “I was horny as hell and I needed a couple more days of skiing.”
“Horizontal skiing,” I smiled. “Now for a proper greeting,” I said as I slipped my hands below Tom’s shirt and felt his pecs as we kissed.
“I like this guy,” Steve said. “My turn?” I stroked Steve’s cock and balls and he groaned.
“First I have to be introduced to this,” I demanded. “Strip, both of you,” I said as I whipped off my robe.
“Not me,” Tom grinned. “I have to let the office know that Steve and I are staying in this room.” With that he turned on his heel and left me alone with Steve.
Steve wrapped his arms around me and his mouth clamped against mine as his fingers wiggled against my sphincter. I felt my cock pulsing. I could tell he was hot to trot. Feeling his huge body was really turning me on too.
Steve let his trousers fall before he pushed me to my knees, I gasped at the sight of his massive cock. His tool was so much longer and thicker than mine, his balls so big and full.
“Suck me,” he said, guiding my head to his big muscle cock. I began by licking his shaft. “Oh yeah,” he groaned as my tongue glided over the bulb of his cock. When my lips engulfed his knob, I felt it pushing against the back of my throat. “Your stud lips devouring my tool are so hot.” He groaned. “Such a sweet stud cocksucker, I knew it the moment I saw you” Steve muttered. I felt his cock stiffen more and more inside my mouth.
I was trying to prepare myself for his orgasm, my meal of man milk. I reached up and flicked his nipples. I wasn't expecting him to pull back. He smiled when he looked down at me. His arms bulged as he lifted me to the bed. He kissed my mouth again as he hovered over me on the bed. He yanked open the night stand drawer and soon his fingers were spreading warming K-Y on and in my ass.
“You want a body like mine?”
“Yeah sure, who wouldn’t” I said.
“Then lift and spread your legs for me. You know you want this. I know you want this. Now you need to relax your hole. Just take it all in. Relax.........relax. Let me...” I felt him pack more lubricant up into my ass. I knew what was coming next.
He mounted me. I winced in pain as he entered my ass for the first time with that hard muscle tool of his, but soon, I was riding on the big muscle stick, grabbing his ass, feeling his huge muscles, and kissing his mouth. I took it all; I took his muscle cock deep into my ass. I had become his stud and he had become my big muscle lover.
My cock, meanwhile, was swelling and straining, and I was ready to cum. He muttered such nasty things in my ear about what a slut I was and how hot and tight my man pussy was. All of that coupled with the masterful thrusting of his outstanding cock, were taking me over the edge. Then from rubbing across his ridged abs, my cock exploded in an orgasm that sprayed cum onto the chest of my lover as he continued to fuck me hard and fast.
“Good shot, that was a huge load,” he said. “Now clean me up. Taste your love. Lick it off my nipples. Suckle your own milk from my muscle nipples.”
I started to devour my own load. This afternoon I would never even considered tasting my cum but now I just did it when he asked. The slippery cum mixed with the salty sweat from Steve's massive chest. It all tasted wonderful; I wanted more. It was the taste of us; a gift. I licked his nipples clean and tried to suckle more.
I moaned, “It's so good. Give me more... more... feed me,” I begged.
His cock was so stiff and big inside me. He was thrusting now with an urgency that could only mean one thing.
“Take my cum, beg for my muscle seed!” he roared.
“Fuck me hard, oh god, … mmmmmmmmmm... fill me...”
With a loud groan he rocked back and forth a couple of times more and I felt his huge muscle cock swell and spew his hot seed deep inside me. I curled my legs around his back and let him fill me up.
A few minutes later, his cock slipped from my ass, and I felt a little of his cum oozing down my ass.
Steve kissed me again, and then grabbed the shaft of my cock again, stroking me stiff. He rolled to his back; he smiled, and pulled me on top of his colossal physique. His manly odor engulfed me and I began to suck his nipples. He rubbed his huge cock against my abs and then he reached for the lube. He filled my fingers and then lifted his legs.
“Take it slow, make me want you… s-s-s-s-sssss… one finger. One finger at a time… reach in… in and out…yessssssssssssss! Stretch me and add another… yes, use the lube…”
His hand wrapped around my joy stick and guided me to his ass. It was tight! I rubbed my nose between his massive pecs and then quite by accident I nipped his right nipple with my teeth. His ass opened and my cock slipped in.
“Holy fuck! YES!” he yelled as he wrapped his huge arms around me. His hands grabbed my ass and thrust me deeply into his ass. I felt my knob hit something and he moaned. He clamped down and then quickly relaxed. “Feel that? Do that… do that,” he moaned.
I began to fuck him. I didn’t hit the spot every time at the start but soon I caught on. My goal was to make him cum before I did. I was almost at the edge of orgasm when I felt hot jets of his cum fly against his chest and mine. I thrust one more time and then flooded his ass with my seed.
He wrapped his immense thighs around me and I thought he was going to crush me. His words were unintelligible but I knew he was in heaven. Then with a heave of energy he rolled me to my back.
“Eat my cum off of me,” he breathed. I slowly ran my tongue over his nipple. He bent and licked some cum off of me. I dove in again as he lifted his face. We kissed and traded cum from our tongues.
After we calmed down we went to the shower to wash up. I soaped up his cock and it didn’t take long for him to get hard again.
“What are you two doing in there,” Tom yelled into the bathroom. As if he didn’t know.
We didn’t get to the ski slopes for two days. For the next two weeks there was fresh snow every night and the skiing was excellent. Night time activities just got better and better. In the end Tom made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. I did go back to work to give them my two week notice. I had to pack my things and move out of my apartment—Steve stayed to help. If he hadn’t been there it would have only taken a week. Three weeks later we entered the drive to the mansion.
“Welcome to my home,” Tom said as he hugged me.
My dad always said that life was an adventure I just never expected to be living in that adventure. The boys led me up to my new room where we had a long and joyful reunion.
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