Musclebros

by Emeric Varady

  “Come on, suck me, Markus,” Gusztav pleaded, his fingertips digging more roughly into the other guy’s shoulder muscles, pulling Markus’s torso against his legs, jamming the head of his dick even deeper down Markus’s carefully relaxed throat. “Please suck me!”

  He didn’t wait for Markus to respond. Gusztav’s hips began to move back and forth in a steady rhythm of lustful urgency, forcing Markus to blow him. Not that Markus was at all reluctant or unwilling! If anything, Gusztav’s sudden display of lustful aggression increased his arousal. Markus held onto Gusztav’s strong-muscled, sleek-skinned thighs for support, and he slowly pulled his mouth back, until just the head of that luscious young prick was still between his lips. Then Markus drove his face all the way down on the rigid penis again!

  “Oh, yeah! Fuck, yeah!” Gusztav grunted with pleasure, and his body began to thrust at Markus’s face even more urgently. Markus’s lips held his cockshaft tightly in their clasp, keeping the foreskin drawn back to bare the vulnerable, sensitive glans, while those skilled lips slipped back and forth along the shaft, taking the long thick dick right to its base with each downward stroke. The massive, bulbous head of the fuck tool scoured out Markus’s carefully cleared throat with each new thrust.

  Markus groaned with raw delight as he fed upon the other guy’s succulent sex-flesh. The penis filled his mouth, stretching his lips, his jaws, wide apart, stuffing and engorging his throat. Gusztav was hung big! His dick felt as thick as a clenched fist, being driven ruthlessly in and out of Markus’s mouth and throat!

  The penis was so big, in fact, that it took a real effort for the more experienced cocksucker to take all of that lusty young prick meat down into his throat without choking on it. But Markus managed to do so. He wanted to deep-throat Gusztav. He longed to savor every inch of him, to engorge himself completely on the solid mass of his flesh. And so, after a few moments of frantic trial and error, he contrived a means of doing so. Soon he was suctioning on the erection with all of his usual skill and confidence.

  For several ecstatic minutes, Markus’s head bobbed back and forth in Gusztav’s equally active crotch, sucking the guy while Gusztav quite literally fucked his face for him. Gusztav shuddered as he accepted the lewd pleasure which Markus’s talented mouth gave him. His hands squeezed Markus’s shoulders with near-bruising force. Finally, he gripped the other man’s head between his hands and pressed it down on his dick, holding it there, all the way down his cock, which vibrated strongly between Markus’s lips. Groaning, Gusztav then began to move his hips and pelvis, to jackhammer his ramrod into the very depths of Markus’s throat!

  Markus took it all, assuming that Gusztav was going to come in his mouth. He was more than ready for the stud’s load. He couldn’t think of a better way to conclude their sex act than by swallowing Gusztav’s frothy jism.

  But, instead, Gusztav stopped his humping motions, abruptly, and he gently pushed Markus’s mouth off his dick. He gasped, in a husky whisper, “No, wait! I want to suck you, too, Markus! Let me have yours. Give me your cock. Please!”

  Quickly, scarcely believing his luck, Markus lay flat on his back on the bed and he spread his legs. Gusztav got down and twisted his body around in the opposite direction, slithering on top of him. Gusztav wriggled his knees down until his cock hovered just above Markus’s face, dripping a couple of drops of Markus’s own saliva onto his eager face, while Gusztav’s own head was poised above the other guy’s crotch. Gusztav gripped Markus’s prick and masturbated it vigorously for a few moments, until it swelled into rigid erection within his fist.

  “I may not be as good at this as you are.” After delivering this warning, Gusztav took the penis into his mouth and he drove himself recklessly all the way down on it.

  Gusztav was too modest. His hunger for Markus’s cock seemed to inspire him to surpass himself, when it came to performing oral sex.

  Markus gasped when the warm, slick pressure of his friend’s lips and tongue began to work on him. Gusztav’s head bobbed up and down in a furious, whiplash rhythm, his lips smacking with loud, wet sounds of sexual abandon. Despite his disclaimer, he skillfully manipulated the full length of Markus’s hard-on in and out of his juicy.

  “Don’t worry, man,” Markus assured him. “You’re doing just fine!”

  Markus lay there motionless at first, simply enjoying the delightful sensation of being blown so eagerly and so well. His dick seemed to swell harder and throb more strongly each time that mouth came down on it, until his manhood felt like a solid bar of hot steel drilling deeply into Gusztav’s unresisting throat.

  He opened his own mouth again and he reached up for Gusztav’s cock, arching his neck until he had head of the penis between his lips. Then, holding it firmly, Markus put both of his hands around Gusztav’s waist and he pressed down on the guy’s muscular ass cheeks with his palms, forcing the full, solid length of the cock into his mouth. He began to blow Gusztav, as fervently as Gusztav was fellating him.

  They sucked each other like that for several minutes, their naked bodies moving in instinctive coordination, swaying in a steady, rippling see-saw pattern on the bed. Markus shook with lust from head to foot as he ate Gusztav’s meaty dick and he gave his buddy his own cock to feed upon. Sucking Gusztav off in the sixty-nine position like this was, in many ways, almost like making love to himself. Everything that Markus’s mouth and throat, his lips and tongue and teeth, did to stimulate Gusztav’s cock was instantaneously being done to arouse his own fuck tool, with each sex partner determined to match the skill of the other’s sucking, and doubling his own pleasure at the same time.

  Markus’s hands clenched tightly into the firm muscles of Gusztav’s buttocks, rolling the blond muscle stud’s pelvis from side to side above his head to drive Gusztav’s dick down into his mouth from a variety of exciting angles. Gusztav’s hips continued to pump hard while Markus sucked on him, with Gusztav pressing the full weight of his groin against his cocksucker’s flushed face, bouncing his fat, silken-haired balls, now heavy with their load of hot cum, back and forth across the bridge of Markus’s nose and his lust-glazed eyes.

  Markus’s fingers slid across the velvety smooth flesh of Gusztav’s ass, squeezing and caressing those two hard globes of muscle, which squirmed up and down in his hands. Impulsively, Markus spread the cheeks of Gusztav’s ass wide open and he tickled the warm, lightly haired, sweaty crack between them with the tip of one finger. Gusztav tensed in response to this unexpected pressure, his mouth pausing in its furious action on Markus’s prickshaft for just a moment. But then he began to suck Markus twice as intensely, as passionately, as before, while Markus pushed his fingertip directly the moist, taut pucker of the asshole itself.

  Still sucking Gusztav in turn, Markus began to push his finger through the sphincter ring. Gusztav’s body jerked fitfully as Markus pressed hard against the tight, instinctively resisting hole, and then Gusztav relaxed his pucker’s defensive tautness, and Markus’s finger began to slip easily through the opening and up into the narrow anal channel itself. Gusztav’s anal muscles clamped down desperately against Markus’s invading finger, squeezing it—not trying to expel it, but rather welcoming it. Markus pushed his finger in up to the last knuckle and he began to move it slowly, provocatively in and out, finger-fucking his friend while he blew him.

  Uh, shit! Fucking hell! Markus thought, in the grip of a delirium of sheer sexual pleasure. He’s got to be one of the hottest guys I’ve ever sucked! What a stud! I can’t get enough of him. I like him so much. I want him so bad. Can’t help it—I’m crazy about this guy.

  Gusztav’s dick swelled inside Markus’s mouth, throbbing violently with each new thrust made by his finger. Markus pushed even harder, and then he forced a second finger up Gusztav’s ass, alongside the first. Gusztav’s hot, drooling mouth clamped more snugly around Markus’s cock, and Markus heard him gasp from deep in his plugged throat. Markus worked his two fingers in even deeper, drilling them slowly around Gusztav’s asshole while he
pushed them back and forth inside it, probing with them as far as they would go. He held them in there, while Gusztav’s colon tightened spasmodically around them, squeezing them. Gusztav clenched and unclenched his ass cheeks, to intensify the exciting pressure he was exerting on the fingers jammed up his ass.

  Suddenly, Gusztav pulled his mouth off Markus’s cock. gasping, he raised himself from the bed, interrupting their sixty-nine, swinging his body around to fall into the other guy’s arms. He kissed Markus hard on the mouth, his tongue driving deeply into his throat as both men tasted the salty flavor of their cocks in their mingling saliva. Gusztav’s thighs squirmed restlessly against Markus’s, his belly grinding in circular motions over Markus’s agitated prickshaft.

  “Ready? Are you ready?” Gusztav whispered, urgently, his breath hot in Markus’s ear.

  “Ready to fuck you?” Markus guessed.

  “Yeah.”

  “You bet I am. Been looking forward to this ever since I saw you naked in the locker room.” Markus nodded his head, and then they kissed again.

  “Then put it in me, quick,” Gusztav urged. “Damn, that finger-fucking you just gave me has made my asshole hot for your cock!”

  “That was kind of the idea. Not that it takes much to get your hole hot,” Markus said, lewdly. “Just one of the many things I like about you, buddy.”

  Markus threw both arms around his friend’s waist, hugging him tightly, greedily to him, as they kissed yet again, sucking as avidly on each other’s extended tongues as they’d just been sucking on each other’s cocks. Gusztav’s mouth was ravenous, his tongue lashing against Markus’s so violently that the pressure was almost painful. But Markus, the recipient of this oral fervor, liked it.

  Markus broke the kiss at last and he started to sit up on the bed, but his eager young sex partner put his hand on his chest and pushed him back down, flat on his back on the mattress.

  “Don’t move,” Gusztav said. “I’ll do the work, at least at first. At least until you’ve got it in me.”

  “We need lube,” Markus protested, mildly. “There, in the drawer,” he told Gusztav, gesturing toward the nightstand next to the bed.

  “No, we don’t. Stay like you are. Let me sit on it. I’ll get your cock good and wet with my spit, first.”

  Markus didn’t argue. He lay back comfortably with his legs spread wide and he allowed Gusztav to work on him. Gusztav burrowed his face between Markus’s thighs and began to stroke his testicles with his tongue. Finally, he sucked them deep inside his mouth, washing them in his saliva, nudging them from cheek to cheek, in the process exciting Markus’s cock until it was jumping fitfully up and down from his flat, hard belly, with its chiseled abs.

  Then, slipping the wet balls from his mouth, Gusztav ran the flat on his tongue up Markus’s cock, from the base to the tip, before he deftly sucked it into his mouth. He worked his lips steadily up and down the entire length of the stiff shaft, coating it with his spit, until he was sure that Markus’s cock was wet enough to penetrate him with a minimum of friction and discomfort.

  “Don’t hate me because I’m such a slut,” Gusztav pleaded, jokingly. “But I’ve just got to have some cock up my ass! Fuck me,” he groaned, suddenly sounding much more serious. He swung himself up over Markus’s crotch, straddling him. Digging his knees, on either side of Markus’s hips, into the mattress, which gave slightly under his weight, Gusztav grasped and lifted the other man’s slippery-wet dick up, until its blunt rounded tip jabbed between his butt cheeks and grazed his open, relaxed asshole. “Ready?” Gusztav moaned, staring down into Markus’s eyes. “Ready to fuck me?”

  “Hell, yeah! I’m more than ready.” As he, too, moaned out his words, Markus nodded his head, eagerly, and then he quickly raised himself up from the waist so that he could kiss Gusztav on the lips while Gusztav began to sit down on his cock.

  Their mouths met, hard, with an almost lip-bruising force, and their kiss quickly became furious in its intensity, as Gusztav lowered himself. Blindly determined to get fucked, he winced sharply when he got what he wanted, when the thick, inflexible head of Markus’s fuck tool forced its way through his pucker and slid into his asshole. But once it was inside him, Gusztav moved steadily, recklessly down on its bulk, impaling himself anally on the erection, until in his squatting position his ass cheeks were rubbing against the tops of Markus’s tensed thighs and every inch of the other guy’s solid prick was buried in his rectum.

  “Christ! Oh, Christ!” Markus choked out, hoarsely. There was a tightness in his throat, corresponding to the tension pulsing away through his ass-embedded cock, which made it difficult for him to speak.

  The feeling of his fuck buddy’s hot, tight asshole squeezing and stroking his dickshaft from every angle made his penis swell even bigger inside Gusztav’s anus. Markus could feel the head of his prick mushrooming and pressing against those soft, smooth, but hard-gripping anal membranes. He gripped Gusztav by the waist and he drove his pelvis up from the bed, thrusting deep into the other man’s guts. But then Gusztav cried out, hoarsely, in pain, and he lifted himself half off Markus, pulling a couple of inches of Markus’s impaling cockshaft back out of his cringing asshole.

  “Wait, fucker! Take it easy at first,” Gusztav begged. “I’d forgotten how big your cock feels, once it’s inside my ass. Damn, that thing is thick!” He groaned. “I’ve been fucked by a lot of guys, Markus, but I’ve got to say—you’re one of the best.”

  “Quite a distinction,” Markus said, with a breathless laugh.

  To give Gusztav a chance to get used to having his cock in him, Markus slid his hands up from Gusztav’s waist, over his smooth belly, and then higher, up to his chest with its twin mounds of protruding pectoral muscle. He took one of the large, dark-brown nipples in each of his hands, and he began to pinch them, gently, between his thumbs and forefingers, working on them until they both hardened and pushed out like two oversized pencil eraser stubs. Gusztav evidently liked the tit play, because he threw his head back and rolled it from side to side, gasping, breathing hard, making a sharp hissing sound through his clenched teeth. His torso jerked on the fulcrum of Markus’s cock, which was still stuck far up his clenching ass.

  “Uh, that’s hot, that’s good,” he mumbled. “Uh, yeah, that feels good! It makes my asshole tighten up around your big dick, every time you pinch my tits like that!”

  “Yeah, I can feel it,” Markus replied, appreciatively. “Your hole’s giving me one hell of a nice ride!”

  “You haven’t felt anything yet. You aren’t even pushing it in and out of me. Come on, you can start really screwing me now. I think I can take it.”

  Still squeezing Gusztav’s nipples, Markus slowly arched his hips up from the mattress for a second time, pushing his prick all the way into Gusztav’s ass again. This time, Gusztav could take it, all right, without the discomfort he’d experienced previously. This time, he liked it, and he wanted it. In fact, he wanted more! Clamping his internal anal muscles firmly around Markus’s erection, he pressed his weight down until he’d forced Markus’s legs to lie flat on the bed. Then he began to ride Markus’s cock, fucking himself on it, easing it in and out of his asshole in slow, sensual strokes.

  “Uh, hell,” he grunted. “It feels so good, man! So fucking good, to have your dick in me like this! Ah, God!”

  Encouraged by his moans, by his increasingly abandoned movements on top of him, Markus began to thrust up to meet him much more energetically, ramming his cock in and out of him with faster and faster strokes.

  “Yeah,” Gusztav whinnied, snorting through his nostrils like a horse. “Fuck me! God! Fuck me hard!”

  Markus let go of Gusztav’s nipples and grabbed him by the hips again, steadying the stud’s body on top of his own and holding him tightly in place. Markus arched high from the bed, plunging every inch of his solid prickshaft into his guts with such force that Gusztav gasped and sputtered until he nearly choked when he tried to catch his breath. It was as though his fucker�
��s dick had pierced his diaphragm and slid up into his esophagus from below, strangulating his throat as well as filling his anus!

  “Screw me,” he moaned, feverishly. “Fuck me, Markus! Fuck me hard, I like it that way. It’s good, so damn good!”

  His belly bucked out with each hard-driving lunge which Markus’s cock made. His arms quivered as his hands clutched at the rumpled bedclothes, trying to brace himself on the bed. His head was thrown far back on his shoulders, his pecs were pushed out, the nipples stiff and pointed, and his lower body shuddered. His moans of pleasure turned into faint, incoherent cries and whimpers of pure physical lust.

  Markus fucked him thoroughly, pushing himself rapidly toward a climax. Just as he could feel his balls tightening up at the base of his prickshaft and aching with their need to unload, though, Gusztav began to shiver. Then Gusztav reached down and pushed on Markus’s stomach muscles to keep him from thrusting up into him so hard.

  “Wait,” he hissed, from between clenched teeth. “Let me get on my back, instead. I want you to really fuck me, man. Hard and deep, with my legs up over your shoulders and my ass wide open for your big, hard cock!”

  Groaning, wildly turned on by his bedmate’s lurid words, Markus started to pull out of him, to change their positions. But Gusztav sat down hard on his dick and squeezed his asshole tightly shut around its very base.

  “No,” he pleaded. “Don’t take it out of me, not even for a moment, man. Just hold onto me, and I’ll lie back and you can roll on top of me. Keep your cock in me, please!”

  “I’m not sure I’m limber enough for this kind of gymnastics,” Markus warned. “I may pull a muscle—!” But, in a spirit of adventure, he sat up and wrapped his arms around Gusztav’s waist.

  Slowly and gingerly, with his asshole tightening like a fleshy tourniquet around Markus’s prick to make sure it wouldn’t accidentally slip out of him, Gusztav leaned backward until he was lying prone on his back on the mattress with Markus now on top of him. Gusztav’s muscular legs came up and locked themselves around his fucker’s back, his heels pushing down on Markus’s buttocks to drive his cock even deeper into his insatiably excited rectum.