Posing Strap Trio Ch. 08

"God," DJ said, standing next to Juan's chair. "We may've fucked you up the ass--but Jesus Christ, Tone--you just fucked us up the HEART."

"I just fuckin' love you," Juan said, his voice suddenly sounding Italian. "--and DJ-- AND all this horny, jock shit!" He laughed, the others clinking beers with him.

"Then let's just fuckin' EAT," Tony said, a feeling of pure joy entering his big heart.

They tore into their burgers, the swim making them ravenous.

"You're friggin' lucky I packed these burgers, you losers," DJ said between swallows. "I figured we'd just be eatin' bass by now."

"Oh, we've been eatin'," Tony smiled slyly at Juan. He pulled down his fly. He reached inside and just flopped his hairy cock and balls out. "It just ain't been exactly BASS!"

"Oh, Jesus God," Juan said, looking at Tony's half-hard, big-headed dick--at his hugely soft balls hanging out his jeans. "Check all THAT out, Deej!"

"It's fuckin' fillin' UP," DJ breathed, staring. "You're springin' a fuckin' ROD at us, Tone--right out here while we're eating!"

"Fuckin' right," Tony said, looking from DJ to Juan, still chewing his burger. "Haul yours out."

"No problem, dude," DJ shoved the rest of his burger in his mouth. He tore open his jean button, ripped down his zipper and shoved his jeans down over his fleecy, tanned thighs. Teasing the others, he fondled his bikini briefs, using his fingers to play with his pouch-stretching cock and balls. Then he just reached inside and slung the whole bundle out the side. His golden bush caught the last glimmers of sun while his thick, pink-headed dick looked dazed as it stretched and fell against DJ's generous, peach-fuzzed balls.

"Ohhhhh, f-u-c-k-k-k," Juan stared from DJ's to Tony's thickening tools.

"Let's see it, dude," Tony said to him, "--before the fuckin' sun disappears."

Juan licked his fingers, then stood up, fighting to spread open his pants. He, too, played with his pouch, letting them see the way his dark physique made those white briefs outline his thrusting sex. His superfull testicles filled out the cloth like tennis balls. "I wanna punish you guys for makin' me pee," he said, tracing his thick meat through the thin cotton. "Maybe I won't even let you see it." He rubbed his palm over his cock-hugging balls.

"C'mon dude, show us," Tony said. "We did you a fuckin' favor gettin' you to piss in front of us. Now you can do a repeat without being shy."

Juan parted his smooth, muscle-corded thighs, then suddenly pulled down his waistband. His great, dark, very thick cock catapulted out of his black, kinky bush like a sprung animal. The colossal shaft was already sexed-up, his balls bulging below it.

"Oh yeahhhhh," Tony breathed, feeling his dick jerking in horniness. "Hot chocolate COCK," he said.

"Fuck," DJ said. "Let's just get naked!" He stumbled as he tried yanking his jeans free of his feet, his eyes staring on Tony and Juan's swollen dicks.

"Put on the fuckin' lights," Tony said. "I wanna see what we got, dude."

DJ hurriedly rid himself of the rest of his clothes, then grinned to feel his cock smack his thighs as he went in to give them more light.

"Fuck--what'a body," Tony said. "--so fuckin' hot, Juan."

"It's nothin' like YOURS," Juan stared at Tony's colossal, hairy pecs--at his silver dollar-sized areolas with their rubber bullet nubs.

"You fucked me," Tony said, his voice low and soft. "I still feel it up inside my ass."

"Oh God," Juan said, staring at Tony's enormous cock with its thick-collared head. "You gotta fuck us too, Tone."

"I can't find the stupid light switch!" DJ yelled from inside the cabin.

"I'll make it good for you," Tony slowly jacked his kingsized tool. "I'd never hurt you or Deej."

"Oh fuck, you make me nuts," Juan said, watching Tony's maddening cock-milking. "Your heart's bigger than your big cock!"

"And tonight?" Tony smiled. "I'll put your sweet boyface on my big hairy tits." He rubbed his palm over his ripe nipples. He raised his huge arms into mountains. "--keep you warm'n safe'n shit--snow--rain--fuckin' tornado!" he smiled. "You's my big brothers--my heros!"

"Jesus Christ," DJ yelled. "Forget it. Just come in here, ok?"

He was standing at the table, holding a big bowl of potato salad. "It's getting too cold out there anyway. You dudes still hungry?" His cock was dangling low against his even lower, swinging balls.

When DJ looked up, he saw Juan and Tony pause in the front room to kiss, their outrageously erect cocks doing a tango below. "Jesus," DJ said, "--don't mind ME."

Tony looked at him and grinned. "I was just tellin' Juan how I'll hold you's in the nighttime." He and Juan walked toward the kitchen, their great dicks sything back-and-forth. "I'd fuckin' die before anything'd threaten you." He flexed his big hairy pecs in the kitchen light. "I'll tuck your sweet heads right up into my big warm armpits," he raised his huge biceps.

"Can we play around with your balls'n cock, too?" DJ asked, staring between his hairy thighs.

"Sure," Tony said, reaching down to flop his kiwis around at them. "They're all yours now."

"Ohhhh, sweet!" Juan stood there staring so intently, his shiny cockhead issued a perfect pearl of pre-cum in the stretched hole.

"Fuck," DJ said, putting down the potato salad, staring at their muscles--at their hairy vees--at their flexing, erected flesh. "Come September, we gotta move, guys." He licked his lips. "--move someplace-- get an apartment."

"Shit, I could!" Juan said. "They want me out--keep asking why I'm not going off to college like everyone else."

"I'll take good care'a you's," Tony slowly fisted the generous skin over his muscular shaft. "My Momma's second cousin's got a farm in Vermont. He's way cool, dudes." He fingered his massive hairy balls.

"He's got a black dude for a live-in partner." He smiled. "They run it with a profit, too."

"No shit?" DJ said, his own cock now roaring hard.

"I'm still hungry," Tony said, looking at the big bowl of potato salad.

DJ grinned, then winked at Juan. Juan's mouth opened in astonished alarm as DJ pried his stiff whopper down into the middle of it.

"What're you....??!!"

DJ laughed. "It's cold!" He shivered, laughing to see his big erection bounce out, covered with the creamy stuff. "Wanna lick my hot appetizer?" DJ grinned over at Tony.

Tony watched the mixture slide down onto DJ's big balls, then just dug his fingers into the bowl and painted his fat nipples.

"You hungry too, Juan?" Tony smiled, his eyes dark green and shining.

Juan stared at Tony's pecs--at the pasties of salad making the Italian's huge tits look lewdly distended.

"C'mon," Tony said, "I wanna eat DJ's big cock."

A groan fell from Juan's lips as his arching cock led him forward to lick at Tony's nipples.

"Atta boy!" DJ cheered, turned on by those big Latino lips sucking at Tony's tits, licking each nipple wildly.

"Nice salad," Juan smiled shyly, rubbing his nose into the furry canyon of Tony's massive pecs. "You make it, DJ?"

"You kiddin'?" DJ said, watching Tony moving his way. "It's from Wegman's Deli counter."

Tony crouched before DJ's spread legs, eyeing the mayonnaise cock and yummy coated balls. "Looks good enough to eat," he said, then nibbled at the huge head.

DJ's muscles flexed as currents of sex raced up his dick. Tony's mouth began feasting on the whole twitching shaft. "God DAMN," DJ smiled at Juan. "Put some on your bicep, dude. Lemme lick it all off."

Juan hesitated, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of Tony cleaning off DJ's jiggling balls. He made his right arm into a flexed mound of muscle, then slathered salad on top and came over to DJ.

"Oh yeah!" DJ yelled. "Put THIS in a Wegman's commercial!" He stared at the contrast of pale potato salad crowning the mahogany darkness of Juan's perfect bicep. He leaned down to kiss the huge muscle, eating it clean, then tonguing the whole, sexy boulder.

"Awwwh, Christ," Juan moaned, loving DJ's voracious licking. "Feels so fuckin' good, dude."

Tony was snuffling into the sweet pile of DJ's golden cockbush, his tongue lashing at gleaming wet cock and spit-shiny balls. DJ began dancing around, unable to handle the sensations. "I gotta light some candles or something," he looked in the cupboards.

"I wanna hold you dudes in bed," Tony said, watching DJ's dancing erection careen and bob as he grabbed three candles.

"C'mon, Juan," DJ said. "Tony wants to love us all up!"

DJ led them to a room none of them had yet been in. He fumbled with the matches, making the others hold their candles closer. "This is like that movie we saw," he made ghostly 'whooos'.

"Yeah, except those dudes weren't naked and throwin' rods," Tony said, examining the wooden door. "Whose room IS this, Deej?"

With candles now lit, DJ opened the old fashioned latch. Very cold air washed over their physiques, making Juan shiver and squint into the darkened space.

"Cold, huh?" DJ said. "No one sleeps here except my folks--Uncle Jim lets them use it when we're all here together." He walked right past them holding his candle up high. "Check out the bed!"

"This is your FOLKS' bed?" Juan said, eyeing the king sized, quilt-covered expanse. "I thought we'd just use our own."

"Fuck that," DJ grinned. "We need room, dude." He moved right up to the headboard, setting the candle down on the side table. "Jeez, but you dudes look hot in this sexy light!" He went and grabbed theirs, adding them to his own.

Tony and Juan stood at the wooden baseboard, still feeling shy about using an unfamiliar bed. "Fuck," Tony finally said, his deep voice filling the cold space. "It's friggin' freezing in here." He looked at the giant shadows their nudity cast on the knotty- pined walls. "What'd'ya want us to do NOW, Deej?--Pose for you?"

"Fuck yeah!" DJ grinned. "Lemme see those sweet, hot bodies!"

Tony wasted no time moving into a double biceps pose, his arms turning to granite, his forested pecs mountaining into beefy slabs of nippled strength.

Juan turned sideways, drawing his wrestler's arms into an angled slant behind his round ass. He suddenly flexed his triceps until his smooth, chocolatey muscles popped out in ripped definition.

"Oh fuck! That's so fuckin' hot!" DJ stared at Juan and Tony. "Look at the friggin' WALL, man!" The obscene shadows cast by the candlelight made Juan's erection look three feet high. The cute Latino grinned and flexed his muscular cock while DJ and Tony watched the silhouette of it carve its way almost to the ceiling.

DJ had his hands on each hip. He sucked in his abs to flare out his wedgy, gymnast lats, lift his muscular ribcage and flex his pecs. His softball-sized deltoids crowned his big biceps as his eight-inch erection trembled up against his concave belly. His huge, gorgeous balls swung between his golden-fleeced thighs.

Keeping his pose, he stood sideways to the flame, watching his silhouetted cock knife up beside Juan's on the wall.

"That's enough to make anyone queer," Tony said, staring. "Look at what you dudes're doin' to my big cock!"

Juan and DJ stared at the enormous size of Tony's turned on, vein-laced erection with its glossy, thick-collared head.

"You two make me so fuckin' hard, every fuckin' minute," Tony said, staring down at himself. "--can't fuckin' HELP it," he flexed his furry tits. "I shoot my big load all over the place, then it just gets even harder all over again."

DJ stared at Tony, then over at Juan, his eyes fixed on their beautiful, erect cocks-- at their muscular, naked physiques. "Shit," he muttered, "I thought I'd die when you went along with tryin' on those little poser dealies." He looked down at the huge expanse of bed. "Now we're gonna play bareass, all night long in bed together!"

"I'm gettin' real cold, Deej," Tony said. "I wanna hold you two in my arms."

"Get the fuck on there, big boy," DJ grinned. "Let's make this bed experience some REAL lovin'!"

Juan and DJ watched Tony's muscular, two hundred pounds climb into the middle, till he lay flat on his back, his huge cock spearing up in a stiff arch over his tanned belly. His handsome face lay back into the pillows, looking up at them.

"I'm not gonna hurt you," he said, watching them staring at his beefy tits. He patted the quilt on either side of his tremendous physique.

"Just lookin'," DJ purred, kneeling his way over to Tony. "You're sexier than ever in bed like this, Tone."

Juan came around the other side, then kneed his way closer. "God," he said, his body still shivering in the dim candlelight. "We're throwin' rods in your parent's bed!" He flashed a big dazzling smile over at DJ.

DJ snuggled into Tony's muscular warmth, running his fingers through the Italian's curly chest hair. "That's three more hard cocks than THIS bed's ever seen!" he licked Tony's big fat tit cone.

Tony wrestled his biceps under Juan and DJ to draw both their faces onto his big hairy pecs. The sound of slurping filled the knotty-pined, candlelit room as the two dudes nursed wetly on his juicy, plumped-up, turned-on nipples. The two zoned into that needy, hungry, tit-loving place where hunky mantits rule, filling wet mouths with all any man wants or needs in this world.

"You warm now, huh?" Tony kissed into their scalps. "--suckin' on my big tits?"

"Oh God, don't make this end," Juan came up for air. "Please--if there's a God in heaven, don't EVER make this fuckin' stop!" he said up at the shadowed ceiling.

"--Don't have to y'know," Tony said. "I'm serious about my cousin Rick and his place, man."

"So am I," Juan said, coming up for air and rubbing his nappy head against Tony's full bicep. "My folks don't give a shit where I go, as long as it's out of the house."

"I'd go to fuckin' MARS to be like this together," DJ said, resting his head sideways to stare down Tony's abs to view the huge, glowing cockhead.

"I've been there plenty of times--Vermont, I mean," Tony bulged his biceps under their warm, pliant necks. "He's darker skinned than you, Juan."

The Latino wrestler erotically ran his palm down the ridges of Tony's fleecy-haired abs, never before being so quietly near the big Italian's nudity. "That so?" he replied, not totally listening.

"His daddy was from Morocco, I think." Tony watched Juan's palm slide down his tanned, concave belly, then touch under his sensitive crown. "--and his Momma was treated like crap for marrying a foreigner."

"--that why your folks hate him?" DJ asked, thrilled over having Tony's hairy pecs to nuzzle and kiss and lick and nurse on like some sort of nipple-filled heaven on earth.

"They don't really hate him--they just don't talk about 'im, cuz he's queer, I think," Tony said. "The black dude he lives with--Joey--came back with him from a trip he took to Ghana or someplace like that." He pressed Juan's hand right down into his cockbush to let him play in the thick, warm pile. "They're beautiful men," Tony said. "Both are smaller than we are, maybe five foot seven or eight, but have really gorgeous physiques." Juan's fingers dug and ruffled into Tony's thick hair, thumping the base of his giant erected meat, his eyes gazing at the big, shiny helmet. "They go around wearin' nothin' in the summer--and they sleep in a bed made for lovin'."

"No shit," DJ began to get very interested. He used his first finger and thumb to play with Tony's ripe nipple. "You think they'd really let us all......?"

"......sure I do," Tony nodded. "Rick told me that when I finally get my shit together, I should bring my 'babe' to come and try out country life." He grinned up at the ceiling. "He'd be the happiest queer in Vermon if I brought you two dudes. Hell, he'd just smile and give us the room with three beds, and just push 'em all together."

"Look at your big juicy hard DICK, Tone," DJ whispered, watching Juan toy with it. "Lookit how fuckin' turned-ON it is!"

"It's all yours, y'know," Tony said thickly. "You and Juan make it hard like this when you're even near me."

Juan stared at how the candlelight made Tony's physique glow--made his cockhair so thick and black, his fingers disappeared into it. "I want to go with you, wherever we can be like this--me and Deej."

"Me too," DJ said, kissing Tony's pec and then up his tanned, warm neck. "We gotta stay together from now on."

"Are they friendly?" Juan asked.

"They're real men, I guess you'd say," Tony said. "I don't know--they work out in the barn--and I mean REALLY work out. They had me doing lots of cardio and really targeted lifting."

"Nice bodies, I guess, huh?" DJ asked.

"Incredible," Tony said. "Ricks' is the color of, I don't know, coffee'n cream--only real shiny. And Joey's is like mahogony, dark and hunky. Fuck. So, you know, dark, toned, perfectly proportioned, with all of it so beautifully-put together they can wear anything without anyone detecting that underneath is a body to die for!"

DJ smiled slyly, winking over at Juan. "What about their......?"

".......never saw 'em," Tony smiled back. "I guess cuz I'm family, they kept their shorts on the whole time." He looked down his torso to examine his arching cock. "But those shorts just bulged. Again, nothing our of proportion, just showing a really nice package."

"--CAN'T be better than THIS," Juan said sliding his face down Tony's abs to stare right at the open-holed head of Tony's huge dick.

"They got nice hairy pecs like yours?" DJ asked, pinching his fat nipple.

"Nope," Tony said, smiling. "So knowin' how much you dig my hairy chest'n legs'n cock'n balls, I wouldn't feel jealous or nothin'--'sides, they's a real couple, even if we'd sometimes get it on t'gether with'em."

"No worries," Juan said. "No one could make us feel as good as this, Tone." He stretched his tight, muscular physique like a jaguar along Tony's, loving the feel of his hairy thighs and beautiful chest against his smooth, cocoa butter skin.

There came a minute or two of contented silence. The chilled, candlelit bedroom was now wrapped in the late August night. Their bodies radiated sexual heat, making Juan and DJ snuggle into the huge Italian even more.

"I wanna see your cocks'n balls," Tony said. "I'm only lookin' at my own."

"You want to suck our big cocks?" DJ rubbed his pink hardon across Tony's warm, hairy thigh.

"I just want'a look at 'em, and feel 'em up with my hands," Tony said. I've sucked 'em more than I've even fuckin' LOOKED at 'em--up close, I mean."

DJ looked across Tony's big chest at Juan. "Just slide yourself sideways, and turn around on the bed," he directed. "And Tony, you scoot your ass down some."

DJ demonstrated by turning himself about, his feet now hitting the headboard-- his crotch came in line with Tony's shoulder and his own face was now staring at Tony's hairy thigh. Juan quickly did the same, his tender-skinned, dark erection jumping wildly to suddenly feel itself caressed by Tony's unshaven jaw.

"Ooooh," Juan shuddered at the riot of sensation. He sat up on his elbow like DJ, the two of them smiling at each other from either side of Tony's cockbush-blessed whopper.

"Oh fuck," Tony whispered, a hard cock on each side of his rugged face. "Look at them boyboners!"

DJ and Juan winced in sweet torture as Tony's unshaven face moved back-and-forth against their sensitive cocks. They reached their free hands over to play with his big-headed burrito.

"God DAMN," DJ said, "--BOTH our hands can't cover this fucker!"

They tried to surround the hot shaft, their fingers unable to completely make it. It was pliant, yet muscular, leaping around in their grasp, its gaping hole oozing a crystal of clear dew as they jacked it manfully.

Tony awkwardly tried to bring his own hands up to grab the two dicks before his eyes. The most he could manage was bouncing them rigidly on his fingertips.