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Muscleboy in the Tool Shed

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 18 Oct 2000 1 comments
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By Jackson Dick I recently had a business trip to Providence, RI, and had a chance to check out Club Providence, an old-fashioned bathhouse. Both the facility and the crowd were quite unremarkable during my visit with one really NOTEWORTHY exception: There was a GORGEOUS, young blonde BOMBSHELL on constant cruise throughout the club. The guy had a nice tan and was wearing tight white boxer briefs rather than a towel (after my own kinky heart...an UNDERWEAR freak to boot!) : - p I'd guess he was ~6', had short, blonde hair, a ruggedly handsome, clean-shaven face, and an absolutely AWESOME body! He was completely smoothe- no hint of body hair anywhere (except a tiny little blonde whisp below his belly-button)- and beautifully built! He had ripped abs, fantastic hard pecs, and nicely sculpted delts, biceps and triceps. His legs were massive and every bit as beautifully sculpted as his arms and torso. The guy was definitely a SERIOUS gymrat- Many of his 20-something years must have been spent WORKING hard to get that fine body. Well this Club has only one playspace (other than the steamroom)- a darkroom called (appropriately) 'The Tool Shed'. I kept checking it out and finding it vacant. As I roamed the hallways, I would periodically pass the beautiful blond Muscleboy. I wanted to feel of him BADLY, but initially maintained my distance. Eventually, a couple of guys wound up in the Tool Shed, and I discovered to my relief that they were fellow Meat-beaters! (The baths can be such a hit-or-miss place for my favorite M2M activity, but THIS TIME, I'd found a little group of pud-pounders who wanted to jerk together.) So we all had our towels off or spread out and were solo-jacking. There was nothing remarkable about any of the guys: it was just fun to be with a couple of horned-up middle-aged dick-jackers into beating off together. As we continued, one or two others came in and joined us, and pretty soon we had a nice little circle-jerk going. Muscleboy was one of several patrons who would stick his head into the Tool Shed periodically and look around a bit before moving on. Well, about his third circuit through, Muscleboy decided to come in and join us. He walked into the Tool Shed and just stood in the middle of the small room, his eyes undoubtedly still adjusting to the dark. All eyes in the room were on him. I was the first meatbeater to go for a feel of him. I reached out and made contact with his hard six-pack abdomen. I felt his hard muscles flex lightly to my touch, and he stepped in towards me. I replaced my hands with my tongue and lips- gently kissing his beautiful abs. My hands wandered up and began exploring his tight pecs. His body was SOOOO hard and fine! He gently massaged my hair with one hand and my shoulders with the other, pulling my head into his body. All the guys in the room gradually moved to join us. To my right, a man was exploring Muscleboy's left pec and deltoid. To my left, one man was standing and exploring the other pec with his tongue, while his hands played with Muscleboy's ear and neck. Another guy on my left was still seated and was stroking Muscleboy's muscular thighs and hamstrings. A couple of men had gathered behind Muscleboy, and were reaching around and exploring his torso. Muscleboy probably had a baker's dozen hands on him and two or three tongues to boot. He stepped back lightly and lowered his boxer-briefs just enough to expose his prick and balls. He was wearing a cockring and ball harness, and his small, cut cock was already quite hard. He clearly wanted me to suck him, and I was suddenly faced with a BIG decision. (I always promise the truth, guys, so here it is...) I DID it! (I'm neither proud nor ashamed.) I found it mildly distasteful, but the Muscleboy wanted me to do it, so I did. Now despite finding it mildly distasteful, it DID charge up the scene for us all quite a bit. And I found I DID get into the response of the other guys: I felt a couple of hands on my head. One was intent on forcing me down on Musclestud (And despite my inexperience, I found him quite easy to take: He really was very small: I never thought I'd say this, but [given what I was doing to him!] I was GLAD to be with a guy so small!). He lightly grabbed my hair with his fist and would pull me up and push me back down on Musclestud's dick. Another guy was just gently stroking my face and hair as I sucked. A couple of other guys had leaned in and were watching the blowjob intensely. ALL guys had moved in much closer to Musclestud and I, and were getting fairly aggressive in the way they handled his body (i.e. tweaking his nipples, kneeding his delts, etc.) There was lots of fairly heavy prick-whacking going on now as well. Muscleboy remained completely passive- arms at his side as we all ministered to him. And then, as quickly as it had begun, it was over. Muscleboy pulled out of my mouth, pulled his boxer-briefs back up over his cock and balls and left the Tool Shed. He had NOT cum (and I certainly wouldn't have been ready for that!) but I think did enjoy his brief visit in the Tool Shed. (Muscleboys usually like men to lust over them that way!) ; - ) (I hope I was okay, but who knows? I sure haven't had the recent experience to say one way or another) The Tool Shed crowd was really worked up now. A few guys continued to stand in front of me, I think hoepful of more than I was willing to do. I returned to my seated sprawl and just jacked the fuck out of my own painfully-hard prick. Across the way, a couple of guys took turns blowing a third. In the darkest recesses, a couple of men were exploring the ass of a man who lay prone across a bench. Several other guys joined me in self-stroking. I was the first to blow, and in fact probably shot my load within 30 seconds or so of Muscleboy's departure. It was a VERY satisfying (and large) load. I dressed and left immediately. Weeks later, I'm still not sure how I feel about what I did. I LOVE cocksuckers (especially WATCHING them), but i'm not sure I fancy myself one of them. (I also regard this as a serious betrayal of my marriage vows which I still hold dear.) The act itself was NO KIND OF TURN-On, and in fact was mildly disgusting to me. But I liked the reaction of the other guys. And one other thing is sure: I ENJOYED playing with the Muscleboy in the Tool Shed! ; - )