To his surprise, Jim found that he didn't mind this scrutiny. And he noticed that his cock wasn't deflating from the attention it was receiving; instead, it was getting harder. Somehow the admiration was a turn-on, and his altered state seemed to allow for all sorts of possibilities he wouldn't normally consider. Anyway, wasn't this all a dream? Although everything sure felt real, and that orgasm he'd had a while ago had made him feel more real and more alive than he'd ever felt in his life. And anyway, dream or not, he was beginning to feel awfully horny again, so why care? Your cock never lies, Jim thought to himself.
Jim looked them over. They were all roughly the same height, about 180 cm (5 ft. 10 in.), nicely muscled, with little or no body hair. One was very fair-skinned, with red hair, one was darker with brown hair and dark eyes, one was dark-skinned with an African look, and one looked East Asian, with a really striking face - Jim would have called it beautiful, but didn't think that word was quite appropriate for a man, especially one with muscles like this one had.
"Hi" he said. The word came out of his mouth without thinking. His minotaur voice - which he'd never heard before - surprised him, it was so powerful, deep and rich. It actually sent shivers down his spine. It seemed to be sending shivers down some other spines too. One of the men involuntarily put his hand over his crotch and cupped his genitals, out of fear. Or was it lust?
Eventually one of the guys, the dark-skinned, African-looking one, replied, "Uh, hi." Jim noticed an interesting bulge under the front of his towel. Then the guy asked, "Um, what's your name?"
"Jim. …What's yours, and your friends'?"
The African looking guy said, "Erik." The red-haired one said, "Derek." "Merrick," added the Asian guy, with an engaging smile. Finally the brown-haired guy, still holding his crotch, said almost sheepishly, "Bobby."
Bobby! Suddenly a memory flooded into Jim's mind. He hadn't thought of Bobby for years, his best friend in secondary school. They'd been inseparable in grades 8, 9, and 10. The things they'd gotten up to… He remembered how they'd go after school to Bobby's house, where no one was at home because both Bobby's parents worked and he was an only kid, watch TV, play games, talk, and sometimes just horse around. Horsing around…. which led to wrestling, which led to other things. But it was fun, daring each other to take his clothes off, to measure each other's muscles to see how their bodies were developing, to measure their dicks and balls, to see who had the biggest erection, to see who could shoot the farthest or cum the most. Sometimes they'd just snuggle up on Bobby's bed and play with each other's dick, eventually stroking each other to a simultaneous ejaculation, or that was the goal anyway. How had all that come to an end? Oh yeah, he (Jim) had started to go out with girls. Bobby had said, So what, we can keep doing this together, but Jim decided he'd rather not, though he couldn't say why. And he felt badly, letting Bobby down. They stayed friends, but it was never the same, and he lost touch with Bobby after they finished secondary school. Jim felt a pang of regret for those warm friendly times, somehow innocent and sensual at the same time.
And now here was another Bobby. Jim looked at him more closely; he looked a bit like his teenage Bobby, now fully grown up as a man. He asked him, "Do I know you?" But this Bobby only smiled, shook his head slowly, and looked down.
For a moment Jim looked at the four guys, and they stared back at him. Where was this going to lead? Jim realized he was going to have to make the next move, he had to put them at their ease. Absent-mindedly he slowly stroked his cock, just once. Why did he do that? It felt good, though. And the guys seemed to take this as a sign… Erik casually dropped his towel. He was really well-built, without an ounce of fat on him, slim-hipped, narrow-waisted, and broad-shouldered - Jim had always admired athletes of African descent. Well, Erik certainly had a nice, long dick too, which seemed to be slowly arching away from his hanging ball-sack. Getting longer too. Then Erik asked shyly, "May I touch you?"
To his surprise, Jim felt a huge throb in his dick, and his heart almost skipped a beat. "Uh, yeah," he softly replied. Erik came up to him, and touched his arm, reaching up and stroking the biceps. He seemed mesmerized by Jim's size and strength, and a look of pleasure crossed his face, and a warm smile, as he now looked into Jim's big brown bovine eyes. He moved his hand onto Jim's chest, rubbing it slowly across his massive pectorals, grazing his nipples. That felt good. Then Erik gently tweaked one of his nipples, and Jim felt something like an electric charge surge from his chest to his cock and balls. Wow! His dick bounced upward, his ball-sack contracted, and a sexual jolt ran through his brain. He wanted more of this.
He turned to the others, and grinned at them in the most friendly way he could. That was the signal they needed. They dropped their towels, and walked over, their half-hard cocks waggling between their legs. They began to feel all over his massive body, his arms, neck, shoulders, chest, back, stomach…. They snuggled up to him, smelling him, licking him, kneading and gently massaging his body, feeling between his legs, tickling his scrotum, admiring and feeling his great round bum and massive thighs and calves. Very quickly Jim's cock had become rock hard, and stayed that way effortlessly. He was beginning to feel very horny. Tentatively he touched these men who were so entranced by his body. He put his arm around Derek and Bobby, who were at either side of him, one snuffling an armpit, the other licking a nipple. They were just tall enough to reach these parts of his body. He decided to stop thinking and just go with the flow. He leaned his head down and licked Bobby's neck with his huge tongue. Bobby shivered and groaned with pleasure.
Erik was the first to touch Jim's gargantuan male member, lightly stroking it, moving his hands from the base of the shaft towards the massive cockhead. Mmm, Jim thought, that felt so good. He wanted more of this! The east Asian Merrick - what a beauty he was - joined Eric. He too began tentatively stroking and feeling Jim's giant penis, and like Eric he sprang a boner, not as long as Eric's but thick. After a while he turned to face Jim, wrapped his arms around Jim's cock and began to move back and forth, stroking it from shaft base to glans tip and back again. Because Jim was so tall, Merrick didn't have to lean over very far to envelope Jim's cock-shaft in his arms. Soon Eric joined him, and then Derek and Bobby joined in. So here were four handsome, muscled guys moving slowly forward and back, massaging Jim's monster dick. They were facing away from him, and he found that he was admiring their broad, muscled shoulders and backs, and their flexing bums and legs as they moved forward and back. Then one of them said, Hey, let's turn around, so they did. They looked up at Jim to see the impact of their collective masturbation of his enormous dick. The sensations were feeling wonderful to Jim, and he felt a smile form on his muzzle as he watched his buddies, and involuntarily sounded a long, low moan of pleasure. Without thinking he moved his hand up to one of his chest nipples and gave it a hard tweak. Whoah! there was that electric shock again, shooting down to his cock and balls and up to his brain. He put his other hand up to pinch his other nipple, and then played with both at the same time. Man, this was amazing! His sexual energy seemed to redouble, and the sensations in his genitals increased so much it almost took his breath away. These guys had taught him one potent trick.
After a while red-haired Derek, who was particularly broad-shouldered and slightly thick-set, and had a long, thick wang, maybe 25 cm (10 inches) long - so it was true what they said about redheads! - moved away from the cock-massagers, and went to his towel. From under it he took a bottle of something, and came back to the group. Jim recognized what it was: baby oil. With a sexy lop-sided grin he asked, "Can I put this on? It will makes things more slippery." "Sure" Jim replied, intrigued, and wanting more. So Derek began squirting baby oil all over Jim's dick and onto the other guys' arms as well as his own. He teased the other guys by spraying some oil on their cocks and balls, and massaged them a bit. Then they continued wanking him. Oh man, that felt good!! Jim moaned again. He couldn't help himself - he reached down to Erik who was closest to him and, with his massive hands, felt his chest, shoulders, stomach, and (gently) his very long, erect cock. His skin felt like silk; Jim realized he had never really touched a man of African descent before; Erik was beautiful. Also, he had never touched a man's penis since his youthful days with Bobby. There was something reassuringly familiar about it, yet charged with some kind of power. He was holding the most masculine and sexual part of a man in his hand, and he liked how it reacted to his stroking and fondling, getting harder than ever, jerking up and down. Erik closed his eyes in pleasure, but never stopped moving back and forth on Jim's own member, in sync with his buddies.
Sweat was beginning to appear on the men's chests and shoulders, and Jim felt his own body begin to feel wet with the tension that was building. He noticed that each of the guys was trying to rub his hard dick against the legs or bum of the guy in front of him. But it was difficult to hold any position as they walked back and forth. Eric was luckier, his cock was still in Jim's hand, and he shuddered every so often as Jim gently pulled on it, or reached under to feel his balls. Then Bobby looked up into Jim's eyes and said, "Man, this is making me so horny! I wish I could rub my cock against yours, Jim…." "Me, too," said Merrick. Wow, that sounded like a good idea to Jim. Besides, his balls were growing again, filling with jism, and he knew that he needed to cum sooner or later. Bobby's suggestion sounded like what was needed to cause him to blow his wad. But how to arrange it?
Jim looked over at the cushions against the wall… Derek followed his look, thought for a moment, looked as though a light bulb had lit up in his head, and walked over to the cushions, his log-like dick wagging from side to side. He tested the cushions, and found some big rectangular ones that didn't slip on the floor, and some others that were more like padded boards. He dragged them over.
"OK guys, I've got an idea" he said, then beckoned his buddies to leave Jim's member and listen to him in a kind of scrum. "Yeah!" said Merrick , when he heard Derek's plan. Jim lightly massaged his swelling scrotum as he wondered what they were going to do. Man, he was horny! Sweat was beginning to course down his body.
Derek asked Jim to lie down on his back. Well, Jim thought, Why not, Derek's become the master of sexual ceremonies. So he lay down; he had to spread his legs a bit to accommodate his massive ball-sack, and he propped up his giant cock vertically. He couldn't help admiring its length and girth; he felt a charge just looking at it. Then the guys piled the long rectangular cushions beside his legs and lower torso, so they stood higher than Jim's body. Then they laid down two padded boards so they sat on top of the cushions. They took two more and placed them on the other two, at right angles, so they ran across Jim's body but above it, not touching him. One board traversed his stomach, close to Jim's cock shaft; the other board crossed over Jim's thighs and balls, on the other side of Jim's cock. So the four boards formed a square around his towering dick. The guys worked quickly - they wanted to get back to pleasuring Jim and themselves, and their hard, bouncing cocks showed it.
Now Derek lubed up his buddies' chests and stomachs, and their dicks and balls. Jim noticed that their torsos were smooth and hairless, either naturally that way or from shaving. They looked great all oiled up, grinning sexily and ready for action. Then Derek got up on one of the boards and lubricated Jim's cock with squirt after squirt of oil; every stroke of his hand as he slicked up Jom's giant penis made Jim shiver. Then the other three guys got up on the boards, facing Jim's dick. They were high enough so that their lower chests enveloped the massive helmet-shaped glans of Jim's cock, and they put their arms around each other's shoulders as they pressed in on Jim's organ. Jim felt their erect dicks press against his shaft; wow, he'd never in his wildest dreams conjured up anything like this. Derek softly addressed Jim, "OK guy, move your beautiful cock up and down, and see how it goes."
Jim flexed his bum and abdominal muscles to move his cock upwards, then relaxed to bring it down. Whoah! That felt alright. His action didn't take his dick up and down too much, but it was enough to register a really strong throb of sexual energy. He did it again, and again, and began to get into a rhythm. Up, down. Up, down. His buddies' slippery muscular chests felt really, really good as he moveded his pelvis up and down. They in their turn began to move their lower bodies in a similar way, but on the offbeat, so their cocks slid down his shaft as Jim pushed his dick upward. Mesmerized, Jim watched their bums and thighs flexing and relaxing as they jerked upward and down: two in profile (Bobby and Erik) and one (Derek) with his broad muscular back to Jim. Of course he couldn't see the fourth (Merrick) too well, situated on the other side of his penis. Like his own upper body, their upper bodies remained immobile, reinforced by their arms around each other, forming a human wanking-sleeve for his cock-tower, while their lower bodies engaged in hefty pelvic thrusting. As they continued, Jim felt his sexual pleasure increase, moving up a notch every few thrusts. Up, down, up, down, about once a second - slower seemed better than faster, and Jim wanted this amazing pleasure to last for a while. There was something stupendously erotic about this comradeship of sex, everyone helping each other to higher plateaus of pleasure. They had merged into a single, hypermasculine erotic entity.
Jim knew he was going to cum sooner or later doing this, so he stopped worrying about his still-enlarging ballsack. He played with his nipples or placed his hands behind his head, watching the guys as they took him to higher and higher levels of erotic tension. Every now and then he moaned as his cock registered a particularly strong throb of pleasure. His buddies moaned every now and then too; he could feel their rigid cocks sliding up and down his shaft. They looked down at his massive cock-helmet, rising and falling between their chests. Jim could feel pre-cum oozing out of his cockhead, adding to the slippery oil and sweat covering their chests. Bobby was one of the guys in profile, and he kept looking at Jim, his face a mixture of longing and ecstasy as he thrusted his cock up and down against Jim's member. Jim felt himself wondering what it would be like to have Bobby right next to him.
As if on cue, the door at the side of the room suddenly opened again, releasing a billow of steam into the room. Two guys walked in, buck naked, both blond and muscular, with short-cropped hair. They stopped and stared. No one skipped a beat - the pelvic thrusting went on, Jim looked at the two guys and grinned at them and said, in as friendly and soft a tone as he could manage, "Hey, come and join us." Bobby looked over at them and added, "Timmy, Tommy, c'm'ere." One of the men went over to Bobby, who disengaged himself from the others and jumped down from the board he was standing on. He whispered quickly to the two newcomers, who listened with wide-open eyes and stiffening cocks. Then he grabbed the bottle of baby oil and oiled them from neck to feet. One of them then took Bobby's place in Jim's human wank-sleeve, and the other walked to one side of Jim, while Bobby went to his other side. "This is Tommy," he said. Jim smiled at Tommy, whose face broke into a wide grin. Then they lay down on either side of Jim's massive body, their heads at either side of Jim's head, and their legs squeezing between the cushions and Jim's lower torso and thighs. Jim reached down with his arms and helped them mount up higher on his massive body, so they lay side by side on his chest and tummy.
Jim felt their warmth, their muscles, and their erect cocks on his stomach. He placed his huge hands around their buttocks and urged them to move up and down on his body, to rub their eager dicks against his tummy. They didn't need much encouraging. They all got into the same rhythm again, up-down, up-down. Jim felt Tommy's peach-fuzz hair grazing the left side of his muzzle, and Bobby's longer brown locks rubbing against the right side. Bobby and Tommy licked his neck, then they moved down to his nipples and sucked and lightly bit them. Jim shuddered. All this action on both his cock and his body was sending Jim into sexual paradise, he was beginning to lose consciousness of anything but the sexual, as wave upon wave of pleasure slammed through his brain, and he climbed to higher and higher levels of erotic tension. Up-down, up-down went his dick, in time with the four guys' down-up, down-up, and with Bobby's and Tommy's thrusting forward and back, their bums flexing and relaxing over and over in his cupped hands. Up-down, up-down, as the sensations began to move out from this dick and his brain to take over his whole body.
Jim wondered how long he was going to be able to take this. He was sweating and panting, his sweat mingling with the oil and sweat of Bobby and Tommy, and he could see sweat coursing down the bodies of the guys engulfing his dick. He began involuntarily to moan with pleasure, in sync with his thrusting. He heard one of the guys at his cock utter breathlessly, Oh, yeah! And now he heard other grunts and moans Then Bobby moved back to Jim's head, and whispered into his furred ear, You are beautiful. Jim almost came when he heard this. No one had ever said that to him. He turned his head towards Bobby, filled with wonderment. Bobby kissed him on his mouth. Jim found himself kissing Bobby back, and felt Bobby's tongue entering his mouth; now their tongues played with each other - Jim had to be careful with his tongue, it was so big, but he felt inside Bobby's mouth a little bit. Jim closed his eyes. He had become nothing but a sensual, sexual creature, hovering somewhere - where? - in ecstasy. He was becoming one with these guys, as they were becoming one with him. He knew orgasm was very close, he could feel his semen mounting inside him from his now-massive balls, but he wanted to savour this moment for as long as he could, perched on the cliff-edge of cumming. He could tell from the sounds of the others and the intensity of their movements that they too were close to climaxing, and his awareness of their pent-up sexual tension only charged him up the more. He began to increase the tempo of his thrusting, and the others matched him stroke for stroke. They kept at it a moment more, Bobby's kissing becoming more frantic and his breathing, like Jim's, more and more rapid and laboured. Then Tommy moved up to Jim's head and whispered, panting, into his other ear, Jim, you are so totally fine. Then Jim felt the rock-hard dicks of both Bobby and Tommy simultaneously spew white-hot semen onto his tummy, followed by another jet, and another. Jim blew his wad. The first long ropy ribbon of jism blasted out of his towering cock, straight up into the air at least two metres, and before it had time to fall back on his cockhead, the second jetted out; then a third jetted out, then a fourth… With each juddering contraction, Jim felt a wave of ecstatic pleasure unlike anything he had ever felt. He held Bobby and Tommy in an even tighter embrace, still locked in a wet, delicious kiss with Bobby, feeling the jolting throbs of their engorged dicks on his stomach. The four guys surrounding Tim's cock exploded too, grunting Whoah, whoof, unh, unh! as they discharged their spunk over Jim's shaft, mixing with the rivulets of Jim's own jism that now coursed down his shaft. Because Jim shot vertically, nearly all of his copious jism had landed back on his cockhead, and not on the heads of his wank-mates. They had to hold onto each other tightly as Jim's gargantuan member convulsed violently, spewing out load after load of semen, gradually emptying Jim's colossal balls. Jim could feel their four cocks jerking against his shaft as they came. They were all doing it at once: convulsion after convulsion, cum-jet after cum-jet, orgasmic wave after orgasmic wave….
Their collective orgasm lasted, it seemed, forever. But even 'forever' comes to an end, even in wanker heaven. Their cocks sluffed out their last gobs of semen, throbbed lazily for the last time, and began to soften. They were exhausted. Shakily the four guys descended from their platform, took away one of the planks so that Jim's softening cock could descend on top of Bobby and Tommy. Then they lay down on either side of Jim. He arranged Bobby and Tommy so that they stayed nustled together on his front, their proximal arms and legs intertwined, their free arms around Jim's huge shoulders. Then he took his long arms and reached around the two guys on each side of him, enveloping them. They too were mixed up with each other, bodies against bodies, limbs over limbs. After a moment or two of adjustment, they fell into deep sleep: six handsome guys and a beautiful minotaur.
Eventually Jim woke up, slowly ascending from somewhere very silent and restful. He had no idea how long he had slept. To his surprise, only Bobby remained with him, still lying on Jim's tummy and chest, his head on his arms, looking at Jim's face with a dreamy smile. "You slept a long time. The others had to go," he said, "and actually I have to get going too. But there's something I'd like to show you…" So Bobby and Jim got up, and Bobby took Jim by the hand and led him through the door in the wall. Warm, moist steam enveloped them. The walls and floors were stone or marble, and Jim could dimly see doors and corridors opening off the narrow hallway they were following. Bobby said, "I'd like to show you -
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