Date: Sun, 6 Nov 2011 11:20:00 -0800 (PST) From: Pete Bruno <email@example.com> Subject: IT'S A MAN'S WORLD NOTICE: This story may contain scenes of a graphical nature, which may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18, or if material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. If you continue to read, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in these stories or story; neither you nor any family members are an employee of any type of government, law enforcement, or investigative entity; you are not performing any type of research in preparation for any forms of legal action either directly or indirectly affecting the contents of this author; and you are agreeing that the author and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading these stories or story. Please remember that is story is set in the 1970's, before safe sex was a must. Also there will be times when expletives will be used to illustrate the cruelty of racism; this is not done gratuitously, but necessary to understand how terrible such words could be. This work fully protected under The United States Copyright Laws © 17 USC §§ 101, 102(a), 302(a). All Rights Reserved. Placing or posting any of these stories or story on any website, or distribution of any of these works in any way (parts or whole) without the explicit consent of the author is strictly prohibited. Any and all copyright infringements will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. The author retains all rights. No reproductions are allowed without the author's consent. IT'S A MAN'S WORLD Prologue It's the Sunday before Memorial Day 1970, Pete Bruno, a 24 year old ex sailor is on his way to the airport in Philly to pick up his best buddy, Jeff, and bring him home to the farm. They have been best friends since they were seven years old, when Pete climbed in the back of Jeff's dad's car and was met by the most dazzling smile that he'd ever seen. Their dads belonged to the same Moose Lodge, and they were going to the annual Christmas party. Until Pete felt Jeff's brother push him from his lap, he didn't even know he was in the car; he was so captivated by Jeff's smile, he had managed to sit right on his lap. From that day on the two boys became inseparable. They played baseball, football and wrestled together in high school; and they dated (mostly doubled) but just never seemed to fall in love like the other guys they played sports with. All the while their friendship grew and deepened. Jeff's mother had died in childbirth when he was ten years old, his father remarried not long after to a woman who would become the stepmother from hell, and as a result he spent as much time as possible at Pete's house. After the death of his mother Jeff would often have nightmares, and many times, while spending the night with Pete and his dad, Jeff would often climb into Pete's bed and his welcoming arms for comfort. As they entered puberty they began to enjoy waking up with one or the others morning wood pressing into their butt cheeks, as well as enjoying a good jerk off session together. One morning when they were about twelve, Pete awoke to Jeff pushing his butt back on Pete's morning boner. "Hey, are you awake?" Jeff asked. "How could I not be with you yakking, and pushing your butt into my boner." Jeff looked down at the bulge in Pete's jockeys and asked, "Do you know how to jerk off?" "No, do you?" he lied. "Yeah, I've caught Stan and Dom (his older twin brothers) a few times. They let me watch until they shot this white stuff out of their dicks Stan called it cum. Then they let me do it with them one time, man it felt great, I've been doing it everyday since." Then with a sheepish look he said, "But man, you can't tell anybody else, let's keep it a secret." By now he had his hand in his underwear rubbing his hard boy cock. "Want to do it with me?" "Ok, but what do we do?" Pete whispered, keeping up the lie that he didn't do it. "Just pull down your shorts and copy me." Sliding his underwear down his legs. Jeff spit a large glob of spit in his hand and grabbed his dick and started to stroke it. Well that was something new; Pete had never used spit before. "Oh man, this fells great!" Following his lead, Pete started stoking also. Jeff was picking up the pace and Pete followed. It wasn't too long before his legs were stretched stiff and his toes pointed down that he began to shake and with a grunt shot a good sized load of cum up onto his flat stomach all the way to his chest. Watching him cum had Pete shooting right behind him. They both lay back panting, what happened next blew Pete away; Jeff stared to scoop up his cum, then lick it from his fingers one by one. Noticing Pete's reaction he smiled, then said "Dominik taught me this, he says it keeps the step mom from finding the dirty tissues or stained underwear." And so that's what Pete did, and it began his love affair with eating his own cum; these pleasures they learned to keep very secret. Over the next few years they shared many mutual jerk-off sessions, neither of them knew what being a homosexual was all about, and Pete's desire to explore more with Jeff he kept hidden away deep in the back of his mind; they were just boys having fun and developing an incredibly deep and strong bond. After high school they enlisted in the Navy together and luckily served their first three-year hitch together; Pete went home at the end of his enlistment while Jeff signed on for three more, there was no good reason to go home to the wicked witch. While Pete was home helping with the farm they stayed in constant contact writing at least once a week. They even managed a few get-togethers when Jeff had leave; it was during one of these meetings at the Jersey shore that they took their friendship to the next level. But there are a few things you need to know before we get to that part of the story. Chapter 1-I'm a Man When Pete first came home his dad introduced him to their nearest neighbor Lex Walton. Lex was a prominent attorney and an ex-marine who served in Korea. Now, both Pete and Jeff had great bodies from years of playing sports, and their years in the military. Even his dad was in top shape and didn't look like he was forty-eight. But he was stunned when he got his first look at Lex. The thirty eight year old cut an imposing figure at six foot three and two hundred pounds of muscle; he was defiantly a mans man. He had black hair with flecks of gray that he still kept in the high and tight marine cut and deep green eyes. It was a very warm day in late May and he was wearing tight, well-worn 501's and a sleeveless t-shirt that accentuated his well muscled upper body and hairy chest. As Pete felt Lex's firm handshake there was recognition in each men's eye that confused Pete. While Pete was thinking about what it was that he recognized in Lex's eyes, he was jerked out of thought by the sound of Lex's voice saying "Welcome home young man, it's good to finally get to meet you" as he released Pete's hand. "Great to meet you Mr. Walton, Dad has talked a lot about you, what a great neighbor you've been since moving in." Pete smiled. "Hey how about just Lex from now on since we're both veterans." "Pete," his dad said, "you should see Lex's weight room he set up in the old barn. He said he would show it to you when you got home." Pete's eyes lit up. "Is now a good time?" "Sure guys, follow me," Lex said and turned starting to walk toward the barn. Pete's eyes fixed on the guy's butt, packed so tightly in his jeans, and the cowboy boots he was wearing accentuated his butt ever more. `Why am I looking at this guy's butt?' Since Lex was no longer farming his land, but leasing it to Al, he had converted one of the smaller barn's into a gym, leaving the largest barn for the horse stalls, another smaller one that contained a tack room and farm office, and the milking parlor intact. Walking into the weight room Pete was amazed at the amount and quality of the equipment. There were three weight benches (flat, incline and decline) and racks of plates, a Smith machine (for military presses) and a rowing machine as well as a leg press. The walls were floor to ceiling mirrors with racks of dumbbells on one side of the room. Though the door at the far end of the weight room was a large changing room with a gang shower at one end along with two urinals and toilet stall. Through another door at the opposite end were a whirlpool and a dry sauna. Pete stood looking around the room, very obviously impressed. "Man, this is better than most of the Rec centers we had in the navy." "Well, in order to keep up my workouts, since moving down from Philly I had no choice but to build my own. I work out every morning at six if you would like to join me Pete." Lex was saying as the three men made their way back out into the weight room. "That would be great if I could get Dad to let me do my chores later," Pete said, looking hopefully at his dad. "I think we can work something out Son, I know you have wanted to get back to you workouts." As the men were saying their goodbyes Lex clasped Pete's shoulder. "How about you run over in the morning and bring your workout clothes with you, after our work out we can soak in the whirlpool and sauna and I'll drop you off at home on the way to the office." "Sounds like a plan," Pete said through a dazzling smile as he and his dad headed for home. `Man I hope I can keep up with this guy' Pete thought heading for the car. That night, Pete was lying on his bed in just his boxers thinking of his reaction to meeting Lex. Those deep green eyes and that large hairy chest made his cock jump just a bit. `What is this sudden fascination with men?' he thought as he reached down to massage his growing cock. Just as he was giving himself a good feel, there was a quick knock at his door, it opened and there was his dad, also only in boxers. "Don't forget to set your alarm; you need to be back by nine am. So don't stay up all night spanking the monkey!" Laughing while he closed the door, his dad went to his room. His father had caught him jerking off many times when he was a teenager, even once when he and Jeff were stroking each other off out behind one of the hay sheds. He always laughed it off by saying he was a chip off the old block. Now, lying there working his cock up to it's full seven plus inches he thought of Lex and even his dad, who at forty-eight was still quite a stud. What would it be like, he wondered, to watch both men stroke their cocks, and watch their muscles tense as they neared orgasm; seeing the cum fly out of their cocks and landing on his. Just then, with that image in this brain, he exploded with one of the largest loads of his life, the first shot going over his head and hitting the headboard, then six more, hitting his eye, then chin, to his chest and finally his tight washboard stomach. When the spasms finally subsided, he scooped up what he could of the mess and licked it off his fingers and drifted off to sleep still pondering his sudden interest in men. The next morning Pete arrived promptly at Lex's barn at six am. Finding the door locked he knocked and waited. Looking down at his sweaty chest and running his fingers thru the fine brown hairs on his tight stomach, he caught a whiff of his sweat from his armpit and it sent a shiver down his spine. It was just at that moment that the door opened and there was Lex standing there in just a jockstrap and sneakers. "Morning Pete, sorry for the delay I had already started working out when you knocked and I remembered I was naked. Thought I would throw something on." The sight was quite a shock for Pete. He had seen many men naked, both in high school playing sports and in the military. Hell, he and Jeff used to hang out naked at his pool whenever they had a chance. But the sight of this almost naked, green-eyed stud made him weak in the knees. Regaining a bit of his composure as he walked into the gym and heard the door lock behind him he answered, "No worries, never have worked out in just a jock, but it could be fun. It would almost be like the ancient Greeks." Lex motioned towards the locker room and said, "Why not stow your gear in there and we can get started." Pete made his way into the locker room and stowed his clean clothes. Stripping of his gym shorts he looked down at his jock clad bulge. The pouch was stretched and a little thin covered in years of piss stains. He had been wearing this jock since his Navy days. He and Jeff were both in Meridian, Mississippi just after boot camp for the first training class. Somehow he managed to lose his jock and borrowed one of Jeff's. He thought back to that as he palmed his cock and balls that were hugged by the jock's material. He remembered how, oddly, he was thrilled the first time he put it on. Knowing that the same pouch had held Jeff's cock thrilled him for some reason. He had pushed that thought to the back of his mind, but never gave Jeff back the jock and still to this day, when he would wear it, he got a small thrill. Grabbing his towel and taking a minute to shake off his nerves, he headed out to the gym. Returning from the locker room in his jock and sneakers and a towel around his neck, Pete found Lex doing squats in front of a mirrored wall. He shoved up to standing and Pete got a good long look at his neighbor. There he stood, extra wide shoulders, massive pecs with serious definition and large copper nipples. His narrow waist followed by thighs like tree trunks along with bulging calves. This man was seriously and proportionally built. But what made the greatest impression was the huge stuffed jock pouch between his legs; it was threadbare and bore the dull hue of what looked like a mix of sweat, piss and cum stains, like it'd never been washed. A thousand confused thoughts raced through Pete's mind, `What is with this sudden desire for men and especially their bulges?' Lex looked up "Great, lets get started." And work they did, Lex took Pete through his program and pushed him to the limit. Pete was worried that he would pop a boner while working out in just a jock, but Lex's hard-nosed training solved the problem. The most trying time came while Lex was spotting him, lying on the bench looking up between Lex's legs he had a clear shot of the overstuffed jock pouch. They had both worked up a good sweat and Pete was getting whiffs of Lex's fresh sweat combined with the scent of piss and cum off of the old jock, causing his cock to tingle. After about an hour both men were beginning to feel a bit fatigued, and Pete was feeling a bit weak from being so close to Lex. "That's about it for today champ" Lex said, "You wanta hit the whirlpool and sauna?" "Sounds like a plan." Pete said. He followed him into the locker room, with the endorphins coursing through his body as he caught more of the scent of his own and Lex's sweat. He hoped he could still keep from throwing a rod. In the shower the two men were standing a few feet apart, talking about Pete's program, when Lex let loose with a strong stream of piss that hit the wall and came splashing back to them. He noticed the look of surprise on Pete's face when the piss hit him, "Sorry guy, but this gym is a man's world. When you're here, you can do whatever comes naturally, fart, piss, cuss and burp, whatever. That's why the door is always locked." Pete got that new familiar tingle again; being naked and now so completely uninhibited was very exciting. After showering they relaxed in the whirlpool for about fifteen minutes and then moved on to the dry sauna. Sitting on their towels, leaning against the wall they enjoyed the heat working into their muscles and Pete enjoyed eyeing Lex's cock, trying not to get caught. It looked to be about four and half or five inches soft with a generous overhang of skin. Lex sat with his legs spread wide and his low hanging balls resting on the bench. The conversation went from one topic to another and he noticed that Lex's cock was coming alive. Soon it looked to be a thick seven and a half inches of meat with the skin pulled half way back, exposing the wide, bulbous head, still with a generous collar hugging the rim. Eyeing the big cock out of the corner of his eye, Pete's cock rose quickly for a few seconds then sprang up to full staff. He felt himself grow warmer with embarrassment and glanced warily at Lex. The man was looking right at him, with a furtive glance at his hard cock. "Sorry about Junior here," he said casting his eyes down to his own now- throbbing cock, "But this is usually his playtime, " he explained giving his dick a swat. "Hey no problems. Looks like I have the same problem," Pete said, laughing nervously. Lex stood down as if to leave but made no move toward the door. He reached out and squeezed Pete's bicep and pressed his fingers into the meaty muscle of his chest. "You got a really good pump from your workout." Pete laughed softly as he stood down as well. "Thanks, I didn't have much choice, the way you worked my ass off. Standing squarely in front of Pete, Lex said, "So what do you want to do about it?" as he eyed Pete's throbbing, quivering cock. Pete was almost shaking he was so nervous. He grabbed hold of his quivering cock and said, "Well I have jerked off with a buddy a few times," as he gave it a few strokes. Mirroring Pete's actions, Lex asked, "Is that it?" He chuckled softly. "Seems like you could've done better than that, being best buddies and all." "No, we...uh...sometimes we jerked each other off." Pete whispered. Lex moved closer and took Pete's cock in his hand. "Well, that's even better." Grabbing Lex's cock pulled Pete closer, and he again caught the intoxicating scent of the big man's sweat. He sucked in a deep breath with a whimpering groan. "You like the smell of the man sweat, do ya' boy?" Lex asked as he raised his arm to expose his hairy pit. "Yeah, I d-don't know why," he said in a bare whisper. "Well, I washed the best part off, but maybe you like fresh sweat better," Lex said in a husky tone as he clasped his hand behind his own head, still fully exposing his armpit. Pete's knees were ready to buckle as he drank in the aroma of the man. He swallowed hard and whispered, "Yeah, I do." Then suddenly he was overcome with a lust that he had never felt before and with a loud groan he buried his face in the big man's hairy armpit. He breathed in deep; the aroma was intoxicating, causing his cock to surge. `Oh God, what am I doing?' he asked himself as he opened his mouth wide and began licking the hairy, sweaty pit with long strokes. When he pulled his face back to catch his breath he locked his eyes on the large hairy pecs in front of him. That quick glance was all it took for him to lean forward and he instinctively started to chew on the large copper penny nipple. "Awwh, yeah, that's it boy, chew that man tit." Lex hissed excitedly as Pete was working on Lex's body, he felt the heat in his hand from the big man's cock. He could feel the pre-cum leaking from the head and it excited him terribly. Suddenly overcome by the overpowering lust pounding in his temples-and again, not understanding why-he dropped to his knees and sucked the leaking cock head into his mouth. His mouth exploded with flavors, Lex's musk, his pre-cum and he thought even remnants of piss as he ran his tongue under the thick overhang of foreskin. Acting entirely on instinct, Pete worked diligently on the hot cock, gagging at one point when he tried to take too much of it at one time. "Slow down boy, it's not going anywhere," Lex said as he pushed Pete back onto the bench. "You've never done this before, have you?" he said with a smile. "N-no, sir, I never have," he replied. "Let me give you a couple of lessons," With that he knelt down and engulfed the young man's leaking cock. He licked up and down the boy's cock, stopping to go down to his sweaty balls and onward to the super sensitive space between the balls and asshole. Pete was moaning in pleasure, his body was tingling with an excitement he never knew. The next thing he knew his legs were being lifted and he felt Lex's tongue making its way to his asshole. `Oh God, what's he doing to do!!" He screamed in his head. The pleasure was so great he moaned loudly as the meaty tongue pushed past his anal ring. Lex worked his tongue into the boy's ass, enjoying the almost sweet and musty taste for a few minutes as Pete's moaning increased. Sensing Pete's impending orgasm he moved back up and engulfed the boys throbbing cock just as it exploded. Fireworks went off in Pete's head and he saw them on his closed eyelids as Lex sucked the cum out of his cock. As many times as he had shot a load, he never experienced anything like this in his life. Lex was running his tongue around the head of his supersensitive cock head making him squirm with pleasure, begging him to stop. While Pete was still shaking from his orgasm, Lex stood up squarely in front of him and jerked his cock a few times and shot a load of cum from Pete's chest to his mouth and nose. Gasping for breath, Pete sat upright on the bench and looked up wide-eyed at the man standing before him. The deep green eyes, the bulging biceps with a globe and anchor tattoo on one arm and bulldog clenching a knife in his mouth in another. Those full lips that had been around his cock. He licked up Lex's cum from around his mouth, enjoying the taste of another man's semen for the first time. The slightly salty, creamy texture seemed to wake up more feelings he never knew he had. He breathed deeply, trying to regain his composure as his mind reeled with the events of the last few minutes. He couldn't believe what had just happened. How did it get so far? Where did these desires come from, and how did he know how and what to do? Stuff like that wasn't supposed to be instinctive in a man. Most of all, the scariest of all...when could he do it again! He was snapped back to reality when Lex touched his shoulder. "Hey kid, you alright?" he asked softly as he gently massaged Pete's neck. "Yeah, sorry, I...I don't know what came over me, it's just that I...I've never done anything like that before. Hell I've never done anything with anybody but jerk off before." "Well, there's a first time for everything" Lex said smiling. "Didn't you enjoy it?" "Oh no...I mean, yeah...no, it's just, just..." Pete stuttered suddenly feeling embarrassed and starting to shake slightly. Lex sat next to him and draped his big arm across his shoulder. "I think I know what you're feeling about now," he said in a gentle tone. "I don't look like one and you're not a homosexual." "Yeah, I guess maybe that's it." "Well you know the old saying; don't judge a book by its cover. There's a lot to learn abut man-to-man sex and you just had your first lesson." Drawing him closer he whispered in Pete's ear, "And I'd love to be the one to give you more lessons." Pete pressed himself against Lex's sweaty, muscular body and said, "I think I would like that, when's my next lesson?" Lex pulled him into a hot wet kiss and replied, "Very soon I hope."