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Wednesday, August 3, 2011

A story by Brian Janke for me

Brian wrote this for me a while back..It still turns me on!


Naakul was alone in the rehearsal hall this morning. The morning sun was shining through the glass wall and illuminating and warming the large simple room. Today he was going to work on some new dance ideas and get the feel for them. He moved about the room gracefully and floated through the air and landing without a sound. He stopped for a moment and looked at himself reflected in the mirrored wall opposite the floor to ceiling windows. His dark hair wet with sweat fell over his deep brown sensuous eyes and draped onto his strong brown shoulders. With the sun behind him a deep blue sheen reflected off of his moistened hair and made it look like he was wearing a crown of light. His bare chest heaved rushing fresh oxygen to his taut warm muscles. The only thing he wore, a pair of sheer white cotton pants, clung to his wet skin in places and hung loosely around his strong legs in others. After that last move he stood arms out and legs apart and with the strong morning sun coming in behind him you could see the outline of his naked body. You could even see his heated balls and dark cock through the material. He smiled at this and a bit of blood began to rush to his manhood but he went into a spin and went flying across the room. The air rushing over him felt cool against his moist skin. Everything in him, each cell of his strained muscles, every nerve ending in his skin felt electrified and tingled. After a few more jumps and a short leap he ran to the other end of the room, spun again and glided back to the center of the room and landed with a start when he heard the big metal door slam behind his back.

He turned quickly and was suddenly caught by the site of the large brown haired man in the dirty yellow construction hat, red plaid shirt and jeans that you know had grown to form perfectly around his legs and ass. “Hello” Naakul said when he regained his composure. The man didn’t say a word but just started walking around and looking up at the ceiling. “Can I help you with something?” he asked the stranger. “Look I’m just here to check some for some junctions from the room across the hall that we’re working on, that’s it” he finally replied. ‘Oh, OK well I was about to take a break so I’ll do that and let you do what you need to do and stay out of your way then.” “Yeah you make sure you do just that” the construction worker said roughly. Naakul thought that was a rather strange way to talk to someone that you just met and who was actually trying to be helpful. “Did I do something to offend you in some way?” he asked the man. “Let’s just say that I don’t really get your lifestyle and leave it at that”. Naakul became more than just curious and started to become offended himself. “What the hell do you mean by that and where do you get off making assumptions like that as soon as you walk into a room?” he said sharply. “Look, I know all I need to know about you from your little show with your prancing little buddies last week” Naakul looked shocked at this. “Yeah that’s right’ he continued ‘me and my buddies were working in the building across the street. It was disgusting” said the man as he stepped a bit closer. Nak stepped back but could not shut up his mouth as he said “What’s the problem, upset because now you found out that being a real man means taking a real dick up your ass and not just swinging around a hammer?” As soon as it came out of his mouth Naakul could see it was not the right thing to say to this guy. He could see his anger seething in him as he tore off his hard hat and flung it against the wall and started walking directly to him. Nak stood his ground because he could not get to the door in time. “What the fuck are you trying to say you asshole?’ he yelled. He got directly in front of Nak and shoved his face directly into his.




Nose to nose they stood with the construction workers hot breath steaming up his lips. “I’ll show you a real fucking man” he said slowly. The worker had reached around and grabbed a full hand of Naakuls’ hair and spun him around and dragged him over to the couch in the corner. The next thing that Nak knew he was thrown face down over the back of the sofa and he felt a tug on his cotton pants around his waist followed quickly by the sound of ripping material. He tried to get up but he felt a large hand on the back of his head that then pressed his face into the old scratchy cushion. He tried to say something but any sound he made was muffled by the thick cushion. Naakul heard metal clanking around like the sound of a buckle and then heard the heavy crash as the mans tool belt fell to the ground around his feet. The next sound he heard was a zipper being pulled down and it was then that he knew was coming next. Naakuls ass tightened up and his legs came together but as soon as he did this he felt a rough worn leather construction boot forced between his knees and pushed down to the floor scrapping his skin as it made its’ way down his calves. He tried to scream but he felt the other shoe step into the opening made between his legs and push his right leg as far to the right as it would go. Then the mans’ left foot pushed his left leg out as far as it would go in that direction. His feared the worst until he heard what the man said next.

“Let’s just see how much of a man it takes to deal with a swinging hammer shall we?” The construction worker said followed by an evil sounding laugh. He could not mean to do what Naakul thought he meant could he? But he realized how much he meant it when he heard the man say “Hell I’ll even put some grease on it for you first” It was then that Nak felt something odd and new pressing against his spread and open cheeks. It was kind of round but flat and very very hard. Without any kind of warning he felt the object twist a bit and then being shoved deep into his screaming ass. He yelled into the cushion again and tears came to his clenched eyes as the pain slammed through his body. The man was actually laughing as he shoved the wooden hammer handle deeper and deeper into his victims throbbing anus. After the pain reached the crescendo he finally took some deep breaths while trying to turn his head enough to suck in some cool fresh air. Too his complete and total surprise he suddenly realized that his cock was filling with blood and pressing against the back of the couch. Nak actually let out a slight moan. The construction worker not seeing this yet was turning and sliding the hammer handle in and out of Naakuls ass thinking he was punishing and humiliating him. As the sensation became more pure Nak began moaning louder and louder until the man noticed him and stopped. “Holy shit, you really can take it can’t you?” the worker said in amazment and actually stepped back a bit to see the site of Naks’ hot brown ass bent over the couch with the head of a hammer sticking out of it and his straining hard-on hanging below. “Well fuck I gotta give it to you buddy you really can take it like a man” The worker said.

Naakul was so lost in the feeling of being fucked and violated by this man that he hardly noticed that he had been left free to move. As quick as he could he tried to get up and run for the door but he was just as quickly grabbed by the man and forced back onto the couch. “Oh no, you’re not going any where yet my friend’ he said ‘I have some plans for you” Next Nak felt the hardened object in his ass being pulled out and then heard it fall to the floor with a bang just as his ass let out a pop. “If you’re going to enjoy this then so am I” said his aggressor as he held him down again but this time he felt something else rubbing around his aching hole. It was just as big around but it had warmth and a softness to it that almost felt like relief. That was until it began to move forward and into his hole again. “Oh fuck you are still tight baby” the man moaned as he thrust forward. Naakuls ass could not believe what was going on. The man’s cock was thicker than the fucking hammer and felt like it would not stop as it entered him. Naakul moaned louder than before as the huge cock pushed its way deeper and deeper into his ass cave. The deeper it went though the harder his cock got and strained even harder against the hard rough material on the couch. Finally the man above him grunted and he felt his hot, furry hips come to a stop against his burning ass cheeks. The guys cock felt like it was in his stomach as it rested inside him. Then the top man worker began to work his cock out and in and out and in and out and in speeding up with each thrust. Naakuls hard-on was being pushed harder into the couch and his balls were being slapped by the other mans huge balls adding another level of pain and pleasure. He felt drops of cool sweat falling on his back and the back of his neck as the slapping sound of the huge mans skin grew faster and louder matched in volume only by the mans hungry moans. Thrust after thrust filled and emptied his now steaming and aching ass hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck” the top man said over and over again straining Naakuls ass and pounding his hot sweaty balls and driving his burning cock into the couch. Pound, pound, slap slap into him again and again and again. Finally the mans cock shoved into his ass as deep as it could go and hot lava cum spewed deep into his insides drenching his guts with thick ropes of creamy, angry cum. There was so much that he felt it begin to drip and ooze out of his ass around the mans thick cock. The sweaty, spent beast collapsed on his back only adding to the shear pressure on every part of his aching body now covered with mixed man sweat and dripping used cum. Naakul could almost taste the mans cum in his throat.

“Oh shit you are fucking good” the worker shouted as he heaved himself off of and out of his worn out victim. As Naakul was finally freed he stood up slowly and turned to face his opponent in this battle of man and cock. When he could see him face to face again he couldn’t believe that the man was smiling and actually laughing at him as he put back on his jeans and shirt and tool belt. Naakul stood confused until the man pointed at his crotch and he looked down to see he was showing the biggest and hardest erection he had ever experienced in his life. Maybe it was the blood rushing from his head but even he was surprised at the site. “I don’t think I’m done with you yet my friend. I think I have some other friends that would like to make you even happier since you seem to like this so much” the man laughed again and grabbed Naakul by the hair and dragged him out the door and across the hall through another heavy metal door and into a noisy dust filled room and dropped him on the floor naked and full staff erection still showing. “Hey guys, I brought you a present to play with on your break” he shouted. Naakul coughed and rubbed his eyes and looked up to see at least 6 men staring at him laying naked on the floor covered in dust and legs spread for all to see.

Next time… all the boys play.

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