A gay story: Naked Gymnast Weekend – Pt. 02 Naked Gymnast Weekend – Part Two
For what felt like whole minutes, we shuddered and pumped our blissed-out cocks till our swollen balls were finally empty. And then we looked at one another in a stunned, dazed state of confusion, as if wondering how we’d ended up naked and covered in each other’s jizz in the woods.
Knowing I had to do something quick before our guilt and denial kicked-in, I let go and smacked Chico’s bare ass. “You’re IT!!!” and took off down the hill towards the lake.
Suddenly there we were chasing each other in dick-heaving abandon toward the sunset-reflecting lake, Chico following Tony and I, delivering Spanish curses.
And hell, for some stupid reason I didn’t seem to care how cold that glassy, leaf-strewn, dark water would be. The old wooden dock groaned under our weight as we realized, too late, that this was a very, very idiotic thing to be doing in October.
The thunderous plunge instantly stopped my heart.
I heard two more ear-numbing roars beside me as I fought my way to the surface.
“AIEEEE!!!!” Chico was desperately clamoring for the dock.
Tony whooped and hollered, actually loving it–diving towards Chico–grabbing the little man’s muscled body. But I couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, paralyzed by the numbing water.
Tony and Chico wrestled–Chico hurling Spanish at him–splashing and kicking. They ended up next to me, trying to draw me into it. And then we were laughing–our lips blue and trembling as we huddled together–our legs brushing as we treaded like mad.
“I-It’s so c-c-cold!” Chico chattered, all teeth.
“C’mere,” I said, pulling him by the waist till his sweet hot little ass nestled against my crotch, trying to warm him up.
Tony came in to fit his ass into Chico’s crotch. “That any better?” he said over his shoulder.
“I can feel my cock rubbing your cheeks,” I said into Chico’s cute ear.
Chico laughed, enjoying the attention. The absolutely icy lake made our submerged, naked contact all the more erotic. Our bulging muscles and hairy crotches connected with warm, slick asscheeks–our hefty thighs rubbed together while we treaded water to stay afloat and generate more warmth.
“Feels sexy!” Chico said, sounding more relaxed.
“Your ass is perfect,” I breathed into his ear. “It’s like a hot little beachball!”
He giggled and wagged his round butt into my blond crotch. My cock tingled–assaulted by the contrast of Chico’s warmth and the icy lake–desperately wanting to pry apart Chico’s tight crease.
The sun finally slipped below the mountains, plunging the entire lake into darkness, and we treaded our way to the shadowy dock. “Now I don’t want to get OUT,” Chico said. “It’s warmer in here than out there!”
“We don’t have to yet,” I said, grabbing onto the dock.
“This is so great!” Tony sighed next to me. I could barely see him against the sky.
“Let me feel your cocks,” Chico laughed, plunging his hand down into the black water.
I jumped when he fumbled into my crotch and nearly bruised my chubby dick.
“It’s so little now!” he laughed, giving it a tug.
“Jesus! –it’s the only one I’ve GOT, Chico!”
“It’s real sexy! I want to make it get hard!” He squeezed, making me gasp.
And then I felt a warm hand connect with my ice-water-numbed ass.
“Great butt, man,” Tony said against my cheek.
I moaned, writhing against their exploring fingers. “You’re turning me on,” I said weakly.
Chico cupped my frozen balls, his palm warm against the puckered skin. My submerged cock expanded, bravely swelling despite the cold. It felt exotically alive, like a red-hot poker encased in ice.
Tony’s fingers rubbed along my slippery ass crease, sending waves of warmth into my inner thighs. His lips began caressing my earlobe. “Chico….Tony…” I whispered.
Chico returned to my freezing-hot cock, his grasp nearly stopping my heart.
“Oh!” I said, my cheeks squeezing into Tony’s exploring fingers.
“So hot,” Chico muttered, milking my underwater boner. His full, soft lips began pressing into my big shoulder, kissing me there.
I plunged my arm down to grab his sweet, little ass, my hand kneading the firm globes. It made him lose hold of my rod–made his own underwater hardon brush my blond thigh.
“Chico, you’re huge!”, yet again stunned at his size. He thumped his muscular erection into my side–and then–not to be outdone, Tony did the same–his billyclub branding my cold, submerged hip.
“Oh, Jesus, guys,” I said hoarsely. “We gotta do something, here…” I swiveled in the water to feel their jutting cocks slap and swipe mine.
“Hot tub”, was all Tony had to say. Seconds later we were trying to vault ourselves onto the dock without bruising our throbbing cocks. We shouted and laughed into the night sky as we headed up the embankment–unable to take the freezing air–unable to handle the rigid enormity of our wildly spearing erections.
At times we collided, hard cocks clashing against wet, slippery muscles, making us hurry more. And then we could glimpse a turquoise glow of rising steam from behind the darkened cabin. It looked so exotically alluring,
“Oh, man!” Chico shivered when we finally reached the front yard.
“You guys get in,” I ran towards the back door. “I’ll get the beer!”
The heat of the cabin made me linger inside, and when I finally kicked open the door, they were sitting in the radiant, bubbling water, their smiling faces wreathed in steam.
“Come on, Jordie–you look so cold!” Chico laughed.
The night wind whipping over my erection had reduced it to a coiled-up turtlehead poking from a blond-bushy forest. My furry balls felt like two chilled peaches as I went around the cedar ledge to squat down and hand them their bottles.
I could make out their seductively submerged crotches, their languid cocks looking like thick salamis. “Hurry up,” Chico smiled, white teeth sparkling, his full lips bringing out dimples in his cheeks–his brown eyes glowing. “You look awfully cold,” he said, looking into my telltale, cock-shriveled crotch.
I was still wet from the lake–and the night air was numbing–but it really wasn’t until my foot entered the hot tub that my body suddenly blossomed in goosebumps.
“Holy crow!”, my balls instantly contracted into a big fist at the sensation. “–it’s so HOT!” I looked over at their steam-fogged faces. “–how can you stand it?”
“It’s like heaven!” Chico sighed.
“Just ease your way in,” Tony said.
I breathed deeply as I navigated the steps, until the swirling water rose up to the bottom of my cheeks. And the contrast of my frozen balls and the scalding water made me shudder. It brought big smiles to their handsome faces.
“You’re putting on a great show for us,” Chico said. “You should go around naked all the time!”
“Yeah,” Tony agreed. “This is great!”
They sat on the submerged ledge and I waded towards them–the extremes of temperature causing my heart to race–so I sucked in my breath, then quickly crouched down for a few seconds before rising back up. “Whew!” I slowly began to adjust. “I feel like a cooked lobster!”
They handed me my beer but wouldn’t make room between them for me to sit down.
“Just stay there a minute,” Tony said, his eyes admiring my tits.
The water came to just below my ass, and Chico was staring at my honey-colored bush.
I smiled at their rapt faces. “Like the view?”
“Oh, yeah!” Tony looked at my flexing bicep when I raised my bottle to take a swig.
“You’ve got amazing muscles,” Chico said. And I smiled more, because Chico wasn’t looking at my torso.
I reached down and hefted my balls and cock to show them off. “–this what you’re really interested in?” I watched Chico’s brown eyes widen.
The hot water had warmed my frozen balls into two giant, slippery kiwis with endless, soft skin–and my cock was now a relaxed, fleshy burrito, with a pink, helmet head. It draped itself down over my cradling hand, nearly brushing the water.
“Bigass cock,” I said, always surprised by its length and girth.
“Can I….?” Chico looked at it, then up at me.
“…. sure,” I smiled, lifting my sexy dong as I walked closer.
Their faces were right at crotch level as they leaned forward to stare at my bush-surrounded manmeat, their combined breath washing over the sensitive head. And then Chico’s little hand came up under mine, and I transferred my weighty sex into his palm.
“Ohhhh, yeahhhh!”
Tony said nothing as his tanned fingers combed through my springy, water-beaded cockbush. Their two, curly-black heads were touching as they peered closely at all I had hanging. Chico breathed deeply, his small hand caressing my oversized balls. They tumbled over the sides of his palm, seeking their freedom while loving all the attention.
Tony’s fingers petted my golden cockhair, then worshipped the sensitive length of my vein-laced, tubular cock. He rimmed the nerve-studded lip around the fat head and my thighs quivered at the sensation.
It was maddeningly erotic–his ever-so-slight attentions sending off sparks–and my cockhead expanded, becoming taut and glossy. When Tony’s first finger skated across my opened hole, I trembled, my cock swelling out, flared and horny.
This made Chico clutch my oversized nuts and pull on them like chimes. “Jesus!” I gasped. No longer cradled in his hand, my cock swung up like a tilting, unwieldy derrick–the satin-shiny head nearly brushing their noses–their sighs washing over it.
“What a big cock!” Tony stared almost cross-eyed as he admired its heavy, levitating expansion. Like time-lapsed photography, my cock tripled in length and girth. As its proud owner, I especially loved the feeling of my cock bobbing around as it made its way to full-blown erection. I loved the feeling of my weighty head tilting skyward, while the hefty shaft tried to keep up with it.
My cock is so oversized, it feels like a baby python stretching in the sun. The ample skin swelled and tingled, causing my heavy balls to contract and sheath my shaft with yet more delicious skin.
Tony brought his thumb to my up-thrusting cockhead, making me suck in my breath, wondering what he was up to. His thumb forced the polished dome downwards–then let go–making my whole, pulsing dong bounce thickly in the air.
“Jesus, man!” I squeezed my inner thighs and my cock swooned in angry frustration at being teased. It bucked upwards in one, blood-swelling, sweeping arc, and made me weak at the thrills.
“Ok, God,” I said, “Too much! Move over and let me sit down.”
“Sorry,” Tony mumbled, rubbing his big bicep into mine as I sat between them. “–got a little carried away…”
“Wow!” Chico said. “Look at our hard cocks sticking up!”
The water swirled around them–half-way up their lengths as we stretched out our legs–mine looking bright pink between their hunky, dark-headed rockets.
The lapping surface caressed my shaft, like a thousand nibbling lips. “God, that feels great, huh?”
“–like the way the shower does when I turn the spray on it,” Chico said.
“I love your big, hard cock, man,” Tony said to me.
“Me, too,” Chico said. “I’ll bet the VIKINGS had cocks like that!”
I laughed, nearly spitting my beer out. “So now I’m a Viking?”
Chico shrugged. “Sure! You’re blond–and real big and muscular!”
“You’re even Danish,” Tony added.
I laughed, shaking my head. “Give me a sexy Italian and Argentinian any day–when I look in the mirror, I think I’m seeing a ghost.”
Chico’s brown hand moved onto my slick tit s. “You’re sure no ghost to us, Jordie. Your muscles are like ivory.” He toyed with my fat nipple. “Strawberries and cream,” he whispered.
Tony’s large hand came down onto my submerged thigh, running seductively down it till his fingers nudged my ballbag. “Big, blond jock!” he muttered. “You turn me on, man. Big time…”
“…. you make both of us horny,” Chico pinched my rosy tit.
It made my head fall back, and the next thing I knew, Chico’s scalp was tickling my chin as his wide lips brushed my tenderized cone. “Uhhhhhh,” I moaned, my head falling back even more.
His tongue diddled my taut, swelling nub, fanning the flames–making the whole thing bloat and tingle. And then Tony moved-in on my left pec, his fingers squeezing around the corona–his teeth scraping the rubbery nipple while his tongue lashed at the tip. “Jesus,” I moaned up at the night sky. “What’re you…?”
They began nursing on them, the noise one of sloppy suction. And the more my head fell back, the higher my pecs rose, feeding them my swollen tits. Waves of sensation hit my balls. I felt my cock juice.
Their curly-black scalps rubbed at my jaw as they both nursed on my fat tits. “Oh God, oh Jesus,” I muttered, maddened by their lusty sucking, and my big biceps clamped over their necks, forcing more tit into their panting mouths.
“Huge fuckin’ pecs,” Tony said hoarsely, his heavy-lidded eyes staring as he slapped my pec muscle, making it jog thickly, the nipple glowing in the light.
Chico looked helplessly horny, not knowing what to do, and suddenly he just got to his knees on the underwater ledge–turning toward me–his lusty, huge cock, lancing out over my chest.
I stared at it–almost intimidated by its pulsing size so close to my face. “Aie, hermano–es un platano–un pepina!” he muttered, using his fingers to pry the upthrusting meat down.
I watched as Chico forced the flared head of the giant thing to kiss my right tit, both of us moaning as a
spurt of cockhoney bubbled out his dickmouth. And he rubbed his slickened knob across it, then flattened his whole, mocha-toned hardon against my swollen, horny pecs.
“Oh God,” I whispered, disbelieving Chico’s raunchiness.
I’d never seen a hard cock so close-up–never felt another guy’s huge cock thumping my naked tits. And then suddenly, there was Tony–kneeling to the left of me. Being taller, his vein-bloated whopper bumped my shoulder, the satiny head in line with my eyes. I stared directly into its stretched mouth, feeling the heat of the whole thing radiating against my cheek. “Ohhhhh,” I moaned, licking my lips–looking from it, up into Tony’s handsome face.
When he saw my anxious excitement, he misread my expression and backed-up some. “Hey, man,” Tony said to Chico, “–cool it down a bit, huh?”
Chico seemed to awaken from a trance, his huge cock glancing off my chin before arching before my cross-eyed face. “Sorry,” he mumbled, “–I just….”
“It’s fuckin’ beautiful!” I leaned back against the edge of the tub to get a better view of their dark throbbers. “Make them touch”, I whispered.
I heard Tony and Chico breathe deeply above the bubbling water–watched in horny fascination as the two, bulbous heads bobbed stiffly closer. Chico’s dick was a richer, darker tone than Tony’s–yet, if anything, even thicker around in girth. Tony’s giant had a fat, ropey vein pulsing up the shaft, with webbed skin just below the drooling mouth, which I knew from my own, was studded with nerve-endings.
Each cock had a shapely, glossy-dark, mushroom head, with a flared lip around it. And in anticipation of touching, both cocks reared-up and leaked-out syrup. They trembled–as if awed by one another–sensing the wild thrills they would inflict.
And then they connected.
Tony and Chico moaned, feeling their proud cocks touch and buck and drool pre-cum. Overwhelmed at the sight, I sat up and leaned-in, hesitating, and then kissed the shiny, wet heads as Tony and Chico groaned down at me.
Reaching up and bending the rigid shafts stiffly to my lips, my tongue swiped and skated over the ripe heads, tasting sweet, salty maleness, as I drank in the beauty of it all.
Hoarse shouts filled the October air as I planted wet, french kisses all over those slippery knobs, my fingers unable to keep hold of the throbbing bases. Tony and Chico took over–reaching out and grabbing each other’s–forcing them to bend to meet my lips–urging me to finish what I’d started.
“C’mon, buddy–do it–suck ’em, Jordie,” Tony husked.
I groaned. Yawning open my mouth, trying to fit those pulpy cockheads past my lips, my tongue lashed out at the drooling holes.
“Oh, fuck, Jordie–fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck!” Chico shouted. “I’ve gotta do it, man! Gotta!” And suddenly both he and Tony were fisting one another against the flat of my tongue, staring down at the horny sight of me trying to suck their two fat heads as they pumped each other’s shafts to the brink. I grabbed my own nerve-studded cock and joined-in–needing to cum–needing to feel their throbbing dicks shoot into my mouth.
The hot tub bubbled away, steam rising into the chilled, October night, my muscled, naked, jock buddies pounding their horny cocks against my panting mouth.
“Oh fuck–oh fuck! OH FUCKKKKKKkkkkkk!” Chico’s meaty pecs jogged up-and-down as his gymnast biceps bulged and his hips shot forward, feeling Tony’s expert hand frictioning his big banana cock to eruption. He howled at the moon, fountains of Latin jizz flooding my tonsils.
Wanting them both to cum together, I quickly reached up to finger Tony’s slapping ballbag–pulling the electrified skin–teasing his big rocks to eruption.
“Jesus CHRIST!” his Italian fuck-muscle leapt in Chico’s grip–the huge head bursting–a pint of raw cream roping over the flat of my tongue.
“UUUUHHHHHHHnnnnngh!” Chico’s small, muscular body heaved about on the ledge, his over-sized cock spewing, the creamy load striping my face. It bucked free of Tony’s hand, making me grab the wild, flexing muscle and aim it to my lips. “Que rico! Aie! Que hombruno!”
Water sloshed against my neck, the hot tub churning–their throes of ecstatic joy making waves–their cum-cannons blowing out ribbons of jizz, the stuff landing in my hair and splashing my face.
“OHHHHhhhhh!” They each suddenly grabbed their own rod, fisting out the last, shuddering thrills and staring down at the horny, carnal sight of cum dripping off my lolling tongue.
I stared up at their slogging balls, their spouting cockmouths–not wanting to blink, to miss even a millisecond of that raunchy cumfest.
Chico shuddered violently, squeezing out on last volley of Latino cream, watching it arc over my cum-covered face.
“Que hermoso!”
And suddenly Tony was gone from sight, leaving me staring up between Chico’s spread thighs, wanting to just push my whole face into his furry, gymnast crease.
“AHHHhhh!” I jumped against the ledge, feeling a sudden pressure take hold of my cock.
“Yes!” Chico cried out, leaping away from me, joining Tony in the tub, the two of them crouching on either side of my hips.
“Oh Jesus,” I moaned, watching them lick my glowing, helmet head, feeling Chico’s hands playing with my underwater balls.
I grabbed onto the edge of the ledge for support, not sure what to do. I’d never in my life had anyone take such control of my big erection–never felt a mouth suddenly go down on my cock!
Tony’s handsome face was buried in my wet bush, his throat expanding to house all nine of my thick inches, his gulping muscles milking the shaft.
It was wild and exotic–my huge cock unused to the sensation–waves of prickly hunger radiating up from my balls–my balls feeling teased and tortured by Chico’s adoring hands.
Water slopped around Tony’s bobbing head–the big Italian cocksucking me over the brink–my mind going blank. Visions of naked studs cavorting around a field in horny-cocked arousal, smacking their bigass rods together, flexing their muscles and laughing filled my head.
“UUUHHHHhhhhhghh!” My eyes flew open to suddenly see Chico standing in front of me, wagging his thick, heavy-hanging Latino enchilada against his balls.
“Make him cum, Tony!” he flopped his dripping, vein-laced whopper in front of my staring eyes. “Suck that big, fat, horny COCK!”
My body heaved in catatonic release–the dam finally bursting–my big balls exploding. “UHHgh! Unngh! UHHGH!” My hips flew up-and-down into Tony’s gagging throat, my eyes staring at Chico fondling his naked cock and balls for my pleasure.
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Stars burst in colored dots before my eyes as I blew my circuits, my cock exploding in mind-numbing gushes.
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We fell into a threeway kiss–the hot tub bubbling away–the October breezes blowing chill air across our steaming muscles. Tony and Chico lapped their own fresh cum off my face, then fell laughing and panting beside me.
We lay back against the tub–staring up at the night sky–reliving what had all just happened–and then turned together, hugging one another like the satiated, happy friends–and now lovers–we’d all grown to beautifully become.
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