THE LOS ANGELES WRESTLING (LAW) GYM. (AKA THE CAVE GYM).
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| Bull (me). |
The two little muscle punks turn around. They’re pretty. Too young, pretty, and flawless to be pro wrestlers. One guy looks 5’7”/170-lbs. He’s got dark brown skin, black hair, and big muscles for a little guy. The other one is bigger, like 5’10”/185-lbs, but he’s even prettier. White, fake tan, brown hair, ripped. Like a model. Neither of these kids have ever taken a bump.
I reply, “ Yeah, I don’t care.”
Mark decides to be a smart ass, “Then why did you ask who the fuck we are?”
I’m Bull Manchester. Pro wrestler. A man-sized pro wrestler. 6’6”/280-lbs. 42. Muscular. Hairy. I’ve been at this game for over 25 years. I’m not sure either one of these prettyboys have even been alive for 25 years. I walk closer. Okay, maybe they’re older than I thought, maybe mid-20’s, but still don’t look like fighters.
Ash has red and black web-patterned wrestling trunks on, his ripped legs bare down to his red and black sneakers. He has a tight red tee on that strains over his meaty pecs. Mark has a sleeveless Spider-Man shirt with blue tights and black sneakers. Nice shoulders and an obviously chiseled body. They look like a bodybuilder and fitness model, respectively.
I just woke up 30-minutes ago. When I saw the time, I panicked. LAW only has the place for 90 more minutes. No time for coffee. I drank some pre-workout and ate a couple of energy bars. Showered up (I don’t wrestle guys smelling of day-old stench), cleaned my teeth (same deal), threw on a black jock, tank top, compression shorts, and sneakers. I broke several traffic laws to get here so I could pump up then run moves in the ring.
Point is, I’m thinking a little slower than usual. It’s taken me a second, but I finally get what’s going on. Sexy young muscle punks. Spider-Man clothes. These are a couple of Cody and Ryan’s boys. We share this space with a wrestling porn site. It’s superhero-themed, gay-oriented jack-off material. Cody and Ryan own it. They’re cool. Okay. I settle down.
Yeah, these guys are allowed to be here, just not now. Who even let them in? I know The Cave helps pay the rent, but they’re supposed to come in after us. These boys are an hour early. I’m tired and not in a mood to share the ring or gym with fake wrestlers, including these two prettyboy muscle punks in Underoos who wanna pretend to be tough.
I tell The Cave boys, “Hey, sorry. I’m grumpy.”
They nod, accepting my apology.
I tell them in a firm but not mean way, “But this is still LAW time. I got pro wrestler stuff to do and only an hour to do it. Go fuck in your car or the shower for your fan sites or something.” I’m sure they both have one.
Ash says, “We are a few minutes early. However, the other LAW wrestlers are gone, so Cody said we could start using the equipment.”
I’m getting grumpy again. I growl, “An hour’s not a few minutes, kids. Now, get lost or I’ll give you some equipment to use.” I grab my bulge in my spandex shorts and squeeze it. The porn punks look at each like they’re actually thinking about it. Fuck, these guys are all about sex. “Fuck off with that shit. Go!”
Ash smirks, "You are grumpy today.”
Mark puts his hand up, “Grumpy or not, we are not an hour early. We always have the place at noon. 12-6, every Sunday, for training, workouts, and filming.”
“Yeah? It’s not even 11, genius.”
Ash says, “No, it’s almost 12.” I’m getting hot. I pull out my phone and it’s … 11:52. What the fuck? The shorter muscle punk gets cocky, “Daylight savings time. Spring ahead. That could be why you’re in a bad mood. Even an hour can throw a man off his -”
I blurt out, “FUCK!” I didn’t change my bedside clock last night. Now, I’m pissed because I look like a fucking idiot. I punch the wall. WHAM!
What a shitty, shitty day.
Mark says, “Relax. You can still work out. We don’t mind.” He smirks, “We’d love to see how a monster like you uses his ... equipment. We can even help you find some new creative ways to get the most out of your equipment.”
I pace. They just stand there, smirking at me. I stare back at them. They are fucking hot. I stomp to the mat. I start warming up. The guys just watch me, like they’re waiting for an answer. After a few seconds of silence, they go back to their shit. Now, I’m watching them while I heat up my muscles.
Ash peels off his shirt, standing there in his tight red trunks and sneakers. Fuck. He hangs it on the squat rack, and they load up the bar. He starts squatting pretty big weight. The little stud aims his big butt at me. Mark pulls his shirt off, using it to wipe off some sweat that isn’t even there yet. The muscle punks are putting on a show for me, trying to convince me to join in.
And it’s working. If they want my big dick, I’ll give it to both of them.
I move to the dumbbells. I ask, “You guys still want to spot me?” I pull the 75-lbs ones. Heavy, but not heavy enough to need a real spot. The shirtless studs get on either side of me. Bicep curls. The guys touch my back and forearm. I finish ten reps then set the weights down. They stick with me for my second set, feeling me up more each rep. Not much spotting going on.
Before my third set, Mark says, “Flex ’em.”
I lift my arms, wanting to see what they do. Ash and Mark lean in. They’re the perfect height to kiss my biceps. The two of them go at my arms hard. Ash tickles my armpit and I flinch. He apologizes but the two of them exchange a look. I better watch these two. They each have a hand on my forearm and a pec as their lips work. My cock is filling up my jock a little. Being worshipped by two hot punks will do that.
Rest is over, so I grab the dumbbells for my third set. They don’t even pretend to spot me. They’re just rubbing up on me. My biceps are pumped, and the guys are charged up. On the curl, they slide over my abs. On the down, it’s my shoulder and back. They notice my pouch tenting. I know they’re getting ideas. When I finish, they rack the weights for me.
I shake out my arms. The guys move in on me. They lift the bottom of my shirt. I lift my arms and bend forward so they can strip it. With all of us shirtless, Ash rubs my hairy pecs. He says, “You are a muscle monster. How much do you bench press?” I confidently tell him. Mark whistles, impressed. I tighten up my pecs. Ash squeezes my chest. I’m liking this.
Ash punches my chest and abs. TAP! TAP! TAP! It’s light, just testing them. I bounce my pecs. He leans in and sucks my nipple. Fuck. We’re moving into porn turf now. I mean, I expected it, but this guy? Oh, fuck. This guy knows how to treat a man. I’m basically a foot taller than him, so he’s working my nipples right. I’m getting harder in my thong and tight shorts. Damn.
Mark snaps his fingers, getting my attention. He says, “C’mon, let’s pump those pecs.”
I move to the bench. While Ash was distracting me, Mark’s put a towel on it and one around each pole. He loaded up the barbell. It’s only got half the weight I said. I get it. The guys aren’t even pretending we’re working out anymore. They each push on a shoulder and I lie back. My shoulders hit the towels and they act like padding. I nod, “Nice touch.”
“You’ll appreciate the padding even more later.”
I want to ask what that means but I get distracted again. Ash steps over my waist, straddling me with his feet on either side of me. He sits his bubble butt down on my package. I look up as he starts working his hips back and forth. I grunt as he slides on my junk. My jock and shorts get even tighter fast. Fuck. I could just lie here and have him do this all day.
Mark says firmly, “Lift.”
I drop my head back. He steps over my head. My eyes are covered by his spandex-wrapped crotch. My nose is filled with his scent. Ash has his hands on my upper abs. He’s riding me while I pound out my reps. After a couple of reps, the bigger of the two muscle punks tells me to slow down. I do. My cock is getting hard as Ash runs his sweet ass over it. Fuck.
During my rest, Ash slides off me. He grabs my shorts. I lift my head, watching while he peels them down. He leans in and kisses my semi-hard-on in my jock. Ash says, “Nice equipment.” I just grunt. Before I can do anything else, Mark tells me to launch into my second set. Ash slides back on top of me, smoothly shifting his hips. My jock pouch rises to meet it, my cock getting so hard.
When I lift the bar, Mark moves forward until his balls are over my mouth. I get why he gave me half my usual weight. Enough to pump my pecs but nothing I can’t handle, even when distracted. He rubs his balls and taint on my face as I slowly pound out another ten reps. By the time I’m done, I’m looking at Ash to free my cock. Instead, he rubs my dick, taunting me.
I lift my hips, “You’re not gonna help a guy out?”
“What’s the magic word?”
I growl, but say, “Please?”
Ash takes mercy on me. He pulls my jock off. My cock flings up, slapping against my abs then hovering over them. Ash pulls it up. I watch as he just holds it up with his mouth just inches away. I ask, “C’mon. Don’t tease me. Suck my dick.” He extends his tongue but waits. I whisper, “Please?” Ash slaps my cock on his tongue. Damn, that’s hot. He finally slides his mouth over my cock head. His tongue hits my slit. I gasp.
I put my head back down and arch my back. The hot little hunk starts sucking me. When I look up, I notice Mark’s pulled his tights down. Maybe off. I can’t tell. Nice junk. He leans forward over the bar, planting his hands on my pecs. The muscle punk’s cock hangs over my mouth. What the fuck? I’ve never sucked a cock before. But Ash is doing a great job on my dick. It’s got me horny. Why the fuck not? These two are cool.
I lift my head and take in the white muscle punk’s meat. Mark drops his hips, driving his cock deeper into my mouth. I try to suck on it as Mark slowly pumps it, going a little deeper each time. He starts giving me orders. Obvious shit like no teeth, but helpful stuff, like what to do with my tongue, too. Ash is using his mouth and hand on my big rod, so I grab Mark’s.
Mark starts telling me I’m doing good. The more I mimic what I’m feeling on my own cock, the more he likes it. Oh fuck. My cock’s throbbing now. I could shoot. I can’t say anything with my mouth full, so I moan really loud as I suck. Ash gets the point and the sucking stops. I relax. Mark’s meat stays in my mouth, though. He starts driving his dick down deeper. I gag a little.
Ash is rubbing my legs. Mark pulls his dick out. Finally. He moves up me, sliding his abs over my face. I lick them. Why? I don’t know. Seems like a thing to do. He stops when our mouths are lined up. He kisses me. While we make out, Ash is moving shit. I can hear him working but I don’t care. Mark’s massaging my pecs and owning my mouth. That’s all I care about right now.
Oh.
A hand wraps around my cock. I grunt. It jacks me. I groan in Mark’s mouth. A condom slides over my dick. Ash. The fitness model stud slides off. He lifts my head so I can see Ash squatting over my cock. He’s moved blocks on either side, balancing on them. He's holding my shaft, pointing it up. The head is right at his cheeks. I raise my hips a little, but I get a light slap on the cheek and a firm, “don’t,” from Mark.
“Ash’ll come down to you.” Mark kneels beside me, propping my head up on his shoulder. He rubs my pec, whispering in my ear, “That’s a huge piece of equipment he’s handling.” I lower my hips and relax. I do have a monster cock. Hey, everything on me is in proportion - big guy with big hands, big feet, and big junk. The fitness model taps my cheek again, “Good boy.”
If I was thinking more clearly, I’d object to the word ‘boy’. Ash was calling me ‘sir’ when we first met, but these muscle punks have taken over. Not that I care right now. The short bodybuilder is squatting lower. My head splits his bubble butt. His cheeks part like the Red Sea in that old movie. My thick cock head slides into his hole. We both moan. Mark gently strokes my cheek.
Ash sinks lower and lower. He reaches out and grabs the barbell for stability. He starts sliding up and down. Damn, that is one tight hole. I grunt, “Oh, fuck yeah. That feels so good.” He holds position. Probably adjusting. I moan, “You got this, man. Just keep going.” I instinctively add a soft, “Please.” The short bodybuilder gets back to going up and down.
I’m hypnotized as Ash fucks himself on my pole. His pecs bounce. His cock whips up against his abs then slaps down onto mine. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! After the expert cock sucking, I’m close almost immediately. I grab the metal poles of the bench. I try to think of baseball to last longer, but he’s so hot. And Mark’s not helping, tweaking my nipples and rubbing my chest.
I beg, “Please. Slow down. I’m gonna cum.”
Mark says, “Do it. Shoot.”
I groan loud then gasp. My face tells them what’s coming. My whole body tenses. Ash doesn’t stop. Mark doesn’t stop. I explode, my load pulled from me by the two muscle punks. I keep erupting. Ash keeps bouncing until I go so soft that I slide out of him. My latex-wrapped dick slaps down on my pelvis. The condom is full and I’m fucking drained.
Now that’s a workout.
Mark kisses my cheek and lets my head down. I lie there, eyes closed, catching my breath. They take off the condom. I groan, “Thanks, guys. Fuck, you two are great.”
Mark whispers, “Don’t fall asleep on us, big man.”
I shake my head, “Not falling - what?” Ash is lifting my legs in the air. I look down, “What are you doing?” He just smirks at me.
The fitness model says, “Grab behind your knees. You’re going to love this.” I just do it. They haven’t been wrong so far. Ash kneels down. I feel his mouth at my hole. What the -? Oh damn. He’s eating me out. Mark taps my cheek, “See?” I stare at the ceiling and just nod. Suddenly, Mark shifts. He stands up, straddling my head, his back to Ash. All I can see is ass.
The smooth white butt lowers onto my face. Mark says, “Now you try.”
I grunt out, “I’ve never -” then I’m smothered.
Ash is making me feel so good. I’m in heat again, so I obediently stick out my tongue. First time for everything. I start licking his hole. Mark guides me again. I try to match what Ash is doing to me and then do that to the fitness model. I have to stop to grunt every so often, my hole feeling so good. Mark rubs the top of my head, encouraging me with gentle praise.
When he gets off me, Mark circles around. He asks, “Still grumpy?”
I shake my head, “No way. Couldn’t be happier.”
“Good. Because I need you to trust us.”
“I do. You haven’t been wrong, yet.”
“You’ve never sucked cock before.” I admit that’s true. “You’ve never eaten a guy out before.” I already told him that. Ash hands him a condom. Oh. He says, “Yep. I’m going to fuck you. You’ve never bottomed before?” I shake my head. I must make a face because he says, “Don’t look so scared. You said it yourself, ‘we haven’t been wrong so far.’ You’ll love it.”
I swallow hard. Now, it’s Ash’s turn to keep me docile. He moves over my head and grabs my ankles, helping me keep my ass up. I get what they’re doing now. One guy distracts me while the other guy works me. I could stop this. I’ve never been fucked. And I sure as hell never expected to be plowed in the LAW gym by two little muscle punks. But I’ve gone this far. And my cock is hard as a rock again.
Ash looks down at me with a smile. He confirms, “You’re good?” I nod. “You want Mark’s cock?” I nod again. “Use your words. Ask for it.” I growl at the condescending tone but staring up at his handsome face and his dark dick stretched over my lips, I can’t. Maybe if I was rational, I would, but I’m not. I’m too hot for this to back out now.
I look up at Mark, “Fuck me, man. Please?”
I drop my head back. With Ash keeping me folded, I reach back and grab the metal poles. Ash tells me, “Relax.” I un-tense my muscles and body. Mark pushes one lubed finger inside me. I had my first prostate exam at 40, but this is a lot different. I’m cool. I grunt. Ash orders me to relax. I tell him that I’m cool. He doesn’t believe me, because he says, “Relax,” again.
The finger slides out of me. I know what’s coming next. Mark presses his cock head into my tight lubed ass. Oh fuck. I grit my teeth, but Ash says again, “Relax.” I groan as what feels like a huge dick (but probably isn’t) slides inside me. Oh man, is this what guys feel when my monster dick plows into them? I owe a bunch of guys an apology.
I’m about to beg him to stop when ecstasy hits me. My pained groans turn into a sensual moan. Ash smirks down at me, “There it is.” Mark starts pumping. He slowly slides back and forth. I adjust. Ash reaches over the barbell, locking my ankles under his arms. With his hands free, he reaches under my shins and attacks my nipples. Oh man. Mark starts pounding my hole harder. My cock is rock-hard again and my head is spinning.
A new voice says, “Hey guys what’re you - whoa!”
I look at the door. Two Cave wrestlers are there, along with Cody and Ryan behind them. Seeing me get fucked. I gasp as I just stare back at them. I’m too hot to be embarrassed. That’ll come later. I lie my head back, grunting and moaning with every thrust. I’m getting plowed for the first time. In front of other wrestlers. But it feels so good.
The fitness model is jackhammering my hole now. My shoulders slam into the metal poles. Thank god for those towels, because he’s going rough. I guess I’m a big guy, so he figures I can take it. My weight, the barbell, and Ash bracing it keeps the thing from moving. Ash is still working my body. I taste his pre-cum leaking onto my lips. My eyes roll back in my head.
I cry out, “OH FUCK ME! YEAH! YEAH! WRECK MY FUCKING HOLE! OH GOD!”
With the butt fucking and the nipple assault, I’m going to cum, even without touching my cock. I manage to gasp a warning that I’m going to shoot again. Ash lets go of my legs. I hold them as Mark pushes against the back of my knees. Ash slide under my right knee and gets on my dick. The minute his lips take my head in, I’m shooting. I can’t even look to see what’s happening. My eyes are closed and I’m letting out high-pitched whimpers in a voice I don’t recognize.
Mark slows down. He slides out of me. I unfold and just lie on the bench exhausted. The muscle punks grab my wrist. I’ve cum twice. Sucked dick. Ate ass. Got fucked. And taste pre-cum on my lips. Damn. Ash and Mark pull me up to my feet. I see the small audience and give them a stupid wave. I let the muscle punks lead me to the mats, wobbling a little.
They stand on either side of me. The muscle punks each push on the back of my knees and I fall down. PLOP! I’m kneeling. Ash is behind me, steadying me. Mark moves in. His cock is free and rock-hard. I see it coming at my lips. I open my mouth and take it in again. Now, I’m sucking cock again. The fitness model drives in until I gag when he hits the back of my throat.
It doesn’t take long before Mark’s shooting his load down my throat. I swallow it, getting most of it. Ash circles in front. He wipes my cheek then puts his cock inside my mouth. What? I get face-fucked again. I get a second load down my throat. It’s smaller than Mark’s but still too much for me to handle clean. Wow, I appreciate the guys who swallow my whole load more.
When they let me go, I collapse onto my back. They sit on either side of me. Cody comes along. He doesn’t say anything, just hands us all post-sex drinks and snacks. I sit up. The three of us basically inhale it. Replenished, I look at the guys. “Thanks, guys. That was crazy.” I realize I never introduced myself. “I’m Bull, by the way.”
Mark smirks, “Yeah, we don’t care.”
My face drops. Oh shit. This was all about revenge for me being grumpy? I feel like an idiot. They used me.
Mark sees my face and his eyes go wide. He says, “Oh my god! I was kidding! I was just making a joke because you said you didn’t care. You remember?”
I relax, “Yeah, I remember.”
Ash and Mark hug me and it feels great. I reach my arms around and pull them in tight. Our little audience is busy working out, not giving a shit about three naked guys hugging it out on the mats. If this was LAW, it’d be crazy, but I guess in The Cave, this isn’t a big deal. Thanks to Cody’s snack, I can roll up to my feet. I extend my hands and pull the muscle punks up. We grab our clothes.
The three of us head to the shower. On the way, the guys pull me into the ring area instead. I see Cody and Ryan running moves with pretty boys. Not bad. Actually, they’re doing some advanced shit and at speed. I’m impressed. No one looks over at us. Again, who cares about naked guys at a porn wrestling practice? I see two big snack tables. Vegan and non-vegan. My stomach growls.
Cody yells over, “Grab whatever you want, Bull.”
I yell back, “You’ll regret saying that. I could eat everything on both damn tables, but thanks. I’ll take a couple of things, but you gotta let me know what I owe you.”
Ash says, “We are a few minutes early. However, the other LAW wrestlers are gone, so Cody said we could start using the equipment.”
I’m getting grumpy again. I growl, “An hour’s not a few minutes, kids. Now, get lost or I’ll give you some equipment to use.” I grab my bulge in my spandex shorts and squeeze it. The porn punks look at each like they’re actually thinking about it. Fuck, these guys are all about sex. “Fuck off with that shit. Go!”
Ash smirks, "You are grumpy today.”
Mark puts his hand up, “Grumpy or not, we are not an hour early. We always have the place at noon. 12-6, every Sunday, for training, workouts, and filming.”
“Yeah? It’s not even 11, genius.”
Ash says, “No, it’s almost 12.” I’m getting hot. I pull out my phone and it’s … 11:52. What the fuck? The shorter muscle punk gets cocky, “Daylight savings time. Spring ahead. That could be why you’re in a bad mood. Even an hour can throw a man off his -”
I blurt out, “FUCK!” I didn’t change my bedside clock last night. Now, I’m pissed because I look like a fucking idiot. I punch the wall. WHAM!
What a shitty, shitty day.
Mark says, “Relax. You can still work out. We don’t mind.” He smirks, “We’d love to see how a monster like you uses his ... equipment. We can even help you find some new creative ways to get the most out of your equipment.”
I pace. They just stand there, smirking at me. I stare back at them. They are fucking hot. I stomp to the mat. I start warming up. The guys just watch me, like they’re waiting for an answer. After a few seconds of silence, they go back to their shit. Now, I’m watching them while I heat up my muscles.
Ash peels off his shirt, standing there in his tight red trunks and sneakers. Fuck. He hangs it on the squat rack, and they load up the bar. He starts squatting pretty big weight. The little stud aims his big butt at me. Mark pulls his shirt off, using it to wipe off some sweat that isn’t even there yet. The muscle punks are putting on a show for me, trying to convince me to join in.
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| What, Ash's shirt got in the way ... of doing squats? |
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| Oh yeah, the boys are putting on a show. |
I move to the dumbbells. I ask, “You guys still want to spot me?” I pull the 75-lbs ones. Heavy, but not heavy enough to need a real spot. The shirtless studs get on either side of me. Bicep curls. The guys touch my back and forearm. I finish ten reps then set the weights down. They stick with me for my second set, feeling me up more each rep. Not much spotting going on.
Before my third set, Mark says, “Flex ’em.”
I lift my arms, wanting to see what they do. Ash and Mark lean in. They’re the perfect height to kiss my biceps. The two of them go at my arms hard. Ash tickles my armpit and I flinch. He apologizes but the two of them exchange a look. I better watch these two. They each have a hand on my forearm and a pec as their lips work. My cock is filling up my jock a little. Being worshipped by two hot punks will do that.
Rest is over, so I grab the dumbbells for my third set. They don’t even pretend to spot me. They’re just rubbing up on me. My biceps are pumped, and the guys are charged up. On the curl, they slide over my abs. On the down, it’s my shoulder and back. They notice my pouch tenting. I know they’re getting ideas. When I finish, they rack the weights for me.
I shake out my arms. The guys move in on me. They lift the bottom of my shirt. I lift my arms and bend forward so they can strip it. With all of us shirtless, Ash rubs my hairy pecs. He says, “You are a muscle monster. How much do you bench press?” I confidently tell him. Mark whistles, impressed. I tighten up my pecs. Ash squeezes my chest. I’m liking this.
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| Now we're all shirtless. |
Mark snaps his fingers, getting my attention. He says, “C’mon, let’s pump those pecs.”
I move to the bench. While Ash was distracting me, Mark’s put a towel on it and one around each pole. He loaded up the barbell. It’s only got half the weight I said. I get it. The guys aren’t even pretending we’re working out anymore. They each push on a shoulder and I lie back. My shoulders hit the towels and they act like padding. I nod, “Nice touch.”
“You’ll appreciate the padding even more later.”
I want to ask what that means but I get distracted again. Ash steps over my waist, straddling me with his feet on either side of me. He sits his bubble butt down on my package. I look up as he starts working his hips back and forth. I grunt as he slides on my junk. My jock and shorts get even tighter fast. Fuck. I could just lie here and have him do this all day.
Mark says firmly, “Lift.”
I drop my head back. He steps over my head. My eyes are covered by his spandex-wrapped crotch. My nose is filled with his scent. Ash has his hands on my upper abs. He’s riding me while I pound out my reps. After a couple of reps, the bigger of the two muscle punks tells me to slow down. I do. My cock is getting hard as Ash runs his sweet ass over it. Fuck.
During my rest, Ash slides off me. He grabs my shorts. I lift my head, watching while he peels them down. He leans in and kisses my semi-hard-on in my jock. Ash says, “Nice equipment.” I just grunt. Before I can do anything else, Mark tells me to launch into my second set. Ash slides back on top of me, smoothly shifting his hips. My jock pouch rises to meet it, my cock getting so hard.
When I lift the bar, Mark moves forward until his balls are over my mouth. I get why he gave me half my usual weight. Enough to pump my pecs but nothing I can’t handle, even when distracted. He rubs his balls and taint on my face as I slowly pound out another ten reps. By the time I’m done, I’m looking at Ash to free my cock. Instead, he rubs my dick, taunting me.
I lift my hips, “You’re not gonna help a guy out?”
“What’s the magic word?”
I growl, but say, “Please?”
Ash takes mercy on me. He pulls my jock off. My cock flings up, slapping against my abs then hovering over them. Ash pulls it up. I watch as he just holds it up with his mouth just inches away. I ask, “C’mon. Don’t tease me. Suck my dick.” He extends his tongue but waits. I whisper, “Please?” Ash slaps my cock on his tongue. Damn, that’s hot. He finally slides his mouth over my cock head. His tongue hits my slit. I gasp.
I put my head back down and arch my back. The hot little hunk starts sucking me. When I look up, I notice Mark’s pulled his tights down. Maybe off. I can’t tell. Nice junk. He leans forward over the bar, planting his hands on my pecs. The muscle punk’s cock hangs over my mouth. What the fuck? I’ve never sucked a cock before. But Ash is doing a great job on my dick. It’s got me horny. Why the fuck not? These two are cool.
I lift my head and take in the white muscle punk’s meat. Mark drops his hips, driving his cock deeper into my mouth. I try to suck on it as Mark slowly pumps it, going a little deeper each time. He starts giving me orders. Obvious shit like no teeth, but helpful stuff, like what to do with my tongue, too. Ash is using his mouth and hand on my big rod, so I grab Mark’s.
Mark starts telling me I’m doing good. The more I mimic what I’m feeling on my own cock, the more he likes it. Oh fuck. My cock’s throbbing now. I could shoot. I can’t say anything with my mouth full, so I moan really loud as I suck. Ash gets the point and the sucking stops. I relax. Mark’s meat stays in my mouth, though. He starts driving his dick down deeper. I gag a little.
Ash is rubbing my legs. Mark pulls his dick out. Finally. He moves up me, sliding his abs over my face. I lick them. Why? I don’t know. Seems like a thing to do. He stops when our mouths are lined up. He kisses me. While we make out, Ash is moving shit. I can hear him working but I don’t care. Mark’s massaging my pecs and owning my mouth. That’s all I care about right now.
Oh.
A hand wraps around my cock. I grunt. It jacks me. I groan in Mark’s mouth. A condom slides over my dick. Ash. The fitness model stud slides off. He lifts my head so I can see Ash squatting over my cock. He’s moved blocks on either side, balancing on them. He's holding my shaft, pointing it up. The head is right at his cheeks. I raise my hips a little, but I get a light slap on the cheek and a firm, “don’t,” from Mark.
“Ash’ll come down to you.” Mark kneels beside me, propping my head up on his shoulder. He rubs my pec, whispering in my ear, “That’s a huge piece of equipment he’s handling.” I lower my hips and relax. I do have a monster cock. Hey, everything on me is in proportion - big guy with big hands, big feet, and big junk. The fitness model taps my cheek again, “Good boy.”
If I was thinking more clearly, I’d object to the word ‘boy’. Ash was calling me ‘sir’ when we first met, but these muscle punks have taken over. Not that I care right now. The short bodybuilder is squatting lower. My head splits his bubble butt. His cheeks part like the Red Sea in that old movie. My thick cock head slides into his hole. We both moan. Mark gently strokes my cheek.
Ash sinks lower and lower. He reaches out and grabs the barbell for stability. He starts sliding up and down. Damn, that is one tight hole. I grunt, “Oh, fuck yeah. That feels so good.” He holds position. Probably adjusting. I moan, “You got this, man. Just keep going.” I instinctively add a soft, “Please.” The short bodybuilder gets back to going up and down.
I’m hypnotized as Ash fucks himself on my pole. His pecs bounce. His cock whips up against his abs then slaps down onto mine. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! After the expert cock sucking, I’m close almost immediately. I grab the metal poles of the bench. I try to think of baseball to last longer, but he’s so hot. And Mark’s not helping, tweaking my nipples and rubbing my chest.
I beg, “Please. Slow down. I’m gonna cum.”
Mark says, “Do it. Shoot.”
I groan loud then gasp. My face tells them what’s coming. My whole body tenses. Ash doesn’t stop. Mark doesn’t stop. I explode, my load pulled from me by the two muscle punks. I keep erupting. Ash keeps bouncing until I go so soft that I slide out of him. My latex-wrapped dick slaps down on my pelvis. The condom is full and I’m fucking drained.
Now that’s a workout.
Mark kisses my cheek and lets my head down. I lie there, eyes closed, catching my breath. They take off the condom. I groan, “Thanks, guys. Fuck, you two are great.”
Mark whispers, “Don’t fall asleep on us, big man.”
I shake my head, “Not falling - what?” Ash is lifting my legs in the air. I look down, “What are you doing?” He just smirks at me.
The fitness model says, “Grab behind your knees. You’re going to love this.” I just do it. They haven’t been wrong so far. Ash kneels down. I feel his mouth at my hole. What the -? Oh damn. He’s eating me out. Mark taps my cheek, “See?” I stare at the ceiling and just nod. Suddenly, Mark shifts. He stands up, straddling my head, his back to Ash. All I can see is ass.
The smooth white butt lowers onto my face. Mark says, “Now you try.”
I grunt out, “I’ve never -” then I’m smothered.
Ash is making me feel so good. I’m in heat again, so I obediently stick out my tongue. First time for everything. I start licking his hole. Mark guides me again. I try to match what Ash is doing to me and then do that to the fitness model. I have to stop to grunt every so often, my hole feeling so good. Mark rubs the top of my head, encouraging me with gentle praise.
When he gets off me, Mark circles around. He asks, “Still grumpy?”
I shake my head, “No way. Couldn’t be happier.”
“Good. Because I need you to trust us.”
“I do. You haven’t been wrong, yet.”
“You’ve never sucked cock before.” I admit that’s true. “You’ve never eaten a guy out before.” I already told him that. Ash hands him a condom. Oh. He says, “Yep. I’m going to fuck you. You’ve never bottomed before?” I shake my head. I must make a face because he says, “Don’t look so scared. You said it yourself, ‘we haven’t been wrong so far.’ You’ll love it.”
I swallow hard. Now, it’s Ash’s turn to keep me docile. He moves over my head and grabs my ankles, helping me keep my ass up. I get what they’re doing now. One guy distracts me while the other guy works me. I could stop this. I’ve never been fucked. And I sure as hell never expected to be plowed in the LAW gym by two little muscle punks. But I’ve gone this far. And my cock is hard as a rock again.
Ash looks down at me with a smile. He confirms, “You’re good?” I nod. “You want Mark’s cock?” I nod again. “Use your words. Ask for it.” I growl at the condescending tone but staring up at his handsome face and his dark dick stretched over my lips, I can’t. Maybe if I was rational, I would, but I’m not. I’m too hot for this to back out now.
I look up at Mark, “Fuck me, man. Please?”
I drop my head back. With Ash keeping me folded, I reach back and grab the metal poles. Ash tells me, “Relax.” I un-tense my muscles and body. Mark pushes one lubed finger inside me. I had my first prostate exam at 40, but this is a lot different. I’m cool. I grunt. Ash orders me to relax. I tell him that I’m cool. He doesn’t believe me, because he says, “Relax,” again.
The finger slides out of me. I know what’s coming next. Mark presses his cock head into my tight lubed ass. Oh fuck. I grit my teeth, but Ash says again, “Relax.” I groan as what feels like a huge dick (but probably isn’t) slides inside me. Oh man, is this what guys feel when my monster dick plows into them? I owe a bunch of guys an apology.
I’m about to beg him to stop when ecstasy hits me. My pained groans turn into a sensual moan. Ash smirks down at me, “There it is.” Mark starts pumping. He slowly slides back and forth. I adjust. Ash reaches over the barbell, locking my ankles under his arms. With his hands free, he reaches under my shins and attacks my nipples. Oh man. Mark starts pounding my hole harder. My cock is rock-hard again and my head is spinning.
A new voice says, “Hey guys what’re you - whoa!”
I look at the door. Two Cave wrestlers are there, along with Cody and Ryan behind them. Seeing me get fucked. I gasp as I just stare back at them. I’m too hot to be embarrassed. That’ll come later. I lie my head back, grunting and moaning with every thrust. I’m getting plowed for the first time. In front of other wrestlers. But it feels so good.
The fitness model is jackhammering my hole now. My shoulders slam into the metal poles. Thank god for those towels, because he’s going rough. I guess I’m a big guy, so he figures I can take it. My weight, the barbell, and Ash bracing it keeps the thing from moving. Ash is still working my body. I taste his pre-cum leaking onto my lips. My eyes roll back in my head.
I cry out, “OH FUCK ME! YEAH! YEAH! WRECK MY FUCKING HOLE! OH GOD!”
With the butt fucking and the nipple assault, I’m going to cum, even without touching my cock. I manage to gasp a warning that I’m going to shoot again. Ash lets go of my legs. I hold them as Mark pushes against the back of my knees. Ash slide under my right knee and gets on my dick. The minute his lips take my head in, I’m shooting. I can’t even look to see what’s happening. My eyes are closed and I’m letting out high-pitched whimpers in a voice I don’t recognize.
Mark slows down. He slides out of me. I unfold and just lie on the bench exhausted. The muscle punks grab my wrist. I’ve cum twice. Sucked dick. Ate ass. Got fucked. And taste pre-cum on my lips. Damn. Ash and Mark pull me up to my feet. I see the small audience and give them a stupid wave. I let the muscle punks lead me to the mats, wobbling a little.
They stand on either side of me. The muscle punks each push on the back of my knees and I fall down. PLOP! I’m kneeling. Ash is behind me, steadying me. Mark moves in. His cock is free and rock-hard. I see it coming at my lips. I open my mouth and take it in again. Now, I’m sucking cock again. The fitness model drives in until I gag when he hits the back of my throat.
It doesn’t take long before Mark’s shooting his load down my throat. I swallow it, getting most of it. Ash circles in front. He wipes my cheek then puts his cock inside my mouth. What? I get face-fucked again. I get a second load down my throat. It’s smaller than Mark’s but still too much for me to handle clean. Wow, I appreciate the guys who swallow my whole load more.
When they let me go, I collapse onto my back. They sit on either side of me. Cody comes along. He doesn’t say anything, just hands us all post-sex drinks and snacks. I sit up. The three of us basically inhale it. Replenished, I look at the guys. “Thanks, guys. That was crazy.” I realize I never introduced myself. “I’m Bull, by the way.”
Mark smirks, “Yeah, we don’t care.”
My face drops. Oh shit. This was all about revenge for me being grumpy? I feel like an idiot. They used me.
Mark sees my face and his eyes go wide. He says, “Oh my god! I was kidding! I was just making a joke because you said you didn’t care. You remember?”
I relax, “Yeah, I remember.”
Ash and Mark hug me and it feels great. I reach my arms around and pull them in tight. Our little audience is busy working out, not giving a shit about three naked guys hugging it out on the mats. If this was LAW, it’d be crazy, but I guess in The Cave, this isn’t a big deal. Thanks to Cody’s snack, I can roll up to my feet. I extend my hands and pull the muscle punks up. We grab our clothes.
The three of us head to the shower. On the way, the guys pull me into the ring area instead. I see Cody and Ryan running moves with pretty boys. Not bad. Actually, they’re doing some advanced shit and at speed. I’m impressed. No one looks over at us. Again, who cares about naked guys at a porn wrestling practice? I see two big snack tables. Vegan and non-vegan. My stomach growls.
Cody yells over, “Grab whatever you want, Bull.”
I yell back, “You’ll regret saying that. I could eat everything on both damn tables, but thanks. I’ll take a couple of things, but you gotta let me know what I owe you.”
Cody calls back, "How about one video for The Cave for every item? We pay a lot better than LAW."
I just laugh it off, but it sticks in my brain. Mark and Ash tell me they need to shower then get practicing, which is why they came today. They ask if I want to run moves with them. I kind of do. We go to the locker room to get ready. Weird that on a day when the clocks spring forward, I feel like I’ve moved forward, too. New experiences. New sexy buddies. Maybe new opportunities.
It’s actually a good day.
THE END.
I just laugh it off, but it sticks in my brain. Mark and Ash tell me they need to shower then get practicing, which is why they came today. They ask if I want to run moves with them. I kind of do. We go to the locker room to get ready. Weird that on a day when the clocks spring forward, I feel like I’ve moved forward, too. New experiences. New sexy buddies. Maybe new opportunities.
It’s actually a good day.
THE END.
Next story April 1, 2023: The Road to El Paso 3
Oh my! Once again little against big. I am already picturing a 2 vs 1 match. Or even a Bull vs Moneymaker with valet. And valet topping Bull in stakes. Aahh, the sweet life.
ReplyDeleteIt might take more than two Cave guys to handle Bull in a match. The dude’s a beast and experienced pro wrestler. Of course, he was easily seduced by Ash and Mark (and loved every minute of it), so maybe it’s not that improbable.
DeleteI like Bull's awkwardness while still willing to go with the flow. I imagine in a wrestling match he'd be more focused, but we all know not to underestimate the Cave Boys
ReplyDeleteGreat point. Bull went from beast to bottom in short order, but that's no indication of how he'll behave as a wrestler. Gee, I might need to bring Bull into The Cave to find out.
DeleteWow a big muscular bull being tamed by the two young hunks. Definitely worth staying around to see more of Bull.
ReplyDeleteAwesome! Happy to read that. I’ve got a couple of possible paths for him moving forward.
DeleteHaha. I’m loving these Cave shorts. So different fun and out there. At the same time, we got LAW and Bull two new elements to the Cave. But I’ll start with Ash. This character is probably one of the most fascinating developments in the Cave. His personality here, and then his first match. I mean the little muscle guy has some serious attitude and power. I mean in my list he is starting to rank up. And him and Mark make a dangerously powerful tag team. It was for sex but the skills matter. Bull now has no option (and I’m assuming the writer as well) but to appear on a match in the Cave. I mean the writer (Alex Miller) put himself in that position. And it’s not a bad position. I mean the guy is a muscular giant that’s a pro wrestler, so yeah that’s a great What an awesome character. But still you punish us with little stuff like two other Cave guys with Cody and Ryan. Any idea who? Of course I must imagine you know who! I hope you keep bringing these Cave Shorts. This one showed us a bit more of what’s happening. I mean they share the gym, it’s by time, so they can’t be there all day, different guys, vibes. Btw amazing choice of model for Bull. That alone! Alex R
ReplyDeleteThanks! LAW has been around since very early on, just waiting patiently to be explored. The idea of The Cave and a pro wrestling federation co-existing in a single space is fertile territory. I just kept putting it off for other priorities.
DeleteI’d love to keep writing shorts, although it’s tougher than I thought. I planned shorts (like my April 15 and June 15 stories), but they ballooned into full stories running past 10 pages with wrestling and sex.
Really hot 2 on 1. From the beginning I fantasized about Bull getting fucked for his grumpy attitude. And my fantasy slowly and seductively came true. Loved Mark pressing his bulge into Bull’s face while Ash serviced his cock. Bull getting face-fucked after bottoming was a bonus. Can’t wait to see Bull in action on the mats and maybe in the shower stalls afterwards! Well-written and fun to read! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteDreams do cum true! Grumpy old Bull was destined to get tamed by the cocky muscleboys from the start. But at least he ended in a better place. The time change is no match for The Cave studs. :)
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