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Mad Hog Mc Ham had been in a foul mood, blaming Blake Lotus and his second in command Two Ton for a crooked deal gone wrong. As a punishment he had them train nine hours in a row without a break, after which Mad Hog let them clean up the training facilities with nothing more than a toothbrush.
As always Blake had stayed completely stoic under it all, placing himself and his mind elsewhere, following Mad Hog’s orders as a robot and shutting off all his feelings. But Two Ton had been more than pissed, bad tempered cussing and swearing the whole day through. Blake felt sorry for him and proposed him to let off some steam afterwards, going to Steam Punks, the gay bathhouse.
Steam Punks was an institution among evil fighters. Best beer in town. A giant Jacuzzi, bucket showers and hot showers, a work-out room, a porn cinema room, massage rooms, several sauna rooms, plenty of dark rooms, private rooms and sex dungeons with all sorts of gear designed for ultimate pleasure and SM.
Blake paid the entrance and showed Two Ton the locker room. They undressed and put on a large white towel. First stop being the Jacuzzi. Big as it was, the hot tub was cramped. But on the sight of Blake and Two Ton the crowd gave way to squeeze them in. The continuous flow of bubbles massaged their worn out bodies. Two Ton closed his eyes and let his head fell backwards. Immediately he felt the foot of someone going up his leg while a hand – from the same guy or another – was going for his inner thighs. The hand gripped his ball sack and started firmly tearing his balls before it took hold of his dick and slowly removed the foreskin from the top, up and down. Two Ton was precumming. This was a great way to get rid of his tension. Suddenly Blake stood up and squeezed himself next to Two Ton not knowing he had interrupted someone’s private show.
Blake suggested the sauna room. Make them breathe through their pores again. They picked a private one. The smell of eucalyptus burning on the coal of the sauna filled the tiny space. They took off their towel and sat next to each other.
Blake Lotus was deep away in thoughts. Happy memories about him and Zen. That was the reason why he had picked Two Ton to be at his side, because he looked so much like Zen.
The noise outside the sauna made him stop daydreaming. “You know, you look a lot like Zen, my old teacher,” he said to Two Ton, “Those were good times. Sometimes. He gave me my eyes… my heart… all of my senses.” Two Ton had seen him like that before, all tangled up in his memories. Best thing to let him talk. “… Like an alchemist, he was a master in understanding the secrets of nature to unlock the mysteries of the universe…” He could go on like this for quite some time. Suddenly something caught Two Ton’s ear. “I waited the longest time before we finally made love. But when we did… It caused an earthquake on the scale of sex. An outburst of…” Hehe, he had always suspected Blake to have had sex with Zen.
It started as a twitch. Or at least that’s what Two Ton thought it was. At first. A slight movement, a jitter in Blake’s dick making it stand up slightly. Like a jolt of energy running up his dick. There it was again. Two Ton couldn’t help himself but staring at it. The size of Blake’s dick was by all definition impressive. Not so much in length – which was rather stumpy – but in girth. Thick as a beer can. He couldn’t keep his eyes off it. The way it grew. The way it got hard.
There was such a high sexual tension in the air that even Blake started to notice it, lost in thoughts about Zen. His dick was now completely erect. Embarrassed, Blake Lotus put the towel over it and said to Two Ton he needed a shower. But before he could leave Two Ton stopped him. He grabbed Blake’ shaft and looked up to face him: “Boss man, let me take care of that.” The towel dropped to the floor. The whole of Blake Lotus's dick disappeared into his mouth sucking it nice and slow and giving it a few licks from side to side to the underside and gently biting on his dickhead. Two Ton had to open his mouth as wide as he could to take the dick in, it was that huge. It had a musk smell and tasted surprisingly earthly, like truffles. Two Ton drooled. His spit made Blake Lotus’ dick all nice and wet while it slid in and out of his mouth. Two Ton himself was leaking precum like the tap was turned open and asked Blake if he could serve him as well. Sweet 69. The closest two creatures get to form yin and yang. The formula of instant pleasure. Their sucking sounds filled the room only to be interrupted by their moans. Two Ton’s dick was hard, long, with a lot of foreskin hanging over his dickhead. The precum and saliva made for a special cocktail that Bake was all eager to swallow. It made him drunk of want and horny as fuck. The heat of the sauna and their desire made their temples burst. They had to get out of there.
They found some coolness in the private room. This one was located next to a dark room and they heard the sound of a bottom being fucked silly crying it out: “More more more!” It somehow turned them on even more than they already were. Very soon they were again engaged in a 69, but this time ain’t no dick suckin’. Rimming. Passionately. Putting that tongue all the way in each other’s ass. Working the muscle. One finger goes in, than two. Making scissors movements. A third finger. As deep as to milk the prostrate. Two Ton went out of his mind. No way of telling where all that precum came from and kept flowing. He couldn’t hold in. He wanted to fuck. Now. Blake Lotus knew it. He wanted it too. He wanted it bad. Seen the thickness of his dick it’s not easy being the top. Most guys can’t take it. Blake spitted hard on the inviting ass in front of him, his hand jacking off slowly Two Ton’s dick. Soon his hand was filled with precum which he used as lube. The muscle offered resistance. Blake’s dick was throbbing hard, blood pumping through the veins. He tore a piece of rope from the towel and used it to tie around his dick, making it even harder. The top of his dick went in slowly. Two Ton cried out in pain. But when Blake considered stopping he asked him to continue. There was no easy way in. Blake knew. He fell forwards pumping his dick inside Two Ton’s ass and at the same time embracing his belly as to hold him down and one hand rubbing his head as if one is soothing a c***d. He knew it hurt. Two Ton heaved a loud cry. Slowly Blake started to move his dick in and out and he felt how the muscle gave way. He was no longer making straight movements but explored Two Ton’s ass in circular motion. Two Ton was in pain. Pleasure. Pain. It was as if he got torn to pieces and he loved it. Blake Lotus felt the cum streaming through the base of his dick and screamed it out. When he withdrew a river of cum oozed out of Two Ton’s ass.
Now it was Blake’s turn to bottom up. He wanted Two Ton to go deep and hard and fast. He wanted to be fucked into oblivion. Forget about Zen. If only for a while. He wanted to take it up his ass like a man. To feel alive. To feel Zen alive. Zen was fucking him right now. Two Ton’s image and Zen’s image blended into one. Blake Lotus felt as if he was standing at the cradle of all creation. And when Two Ton shot his hot load a million butterflies filled the sky.
As always Blake had stayed completely stoic under it all, placing himself and his mind elsewhere, following Mad Hog’s orders as a robot and shutting off all his feelings. But Two Ton had been more than pissed, bad tempered cussing and swearing the whole day through. Blake felt sorry for him and proposed him to let off some steam afterwards, going to Steam Punks, the gay bathhouse.
Steam Punks was an institution among evil fighters. Best beer in town. A giant Jacuzzi, bucket showers and hot showers, a work-out room, a porn cinema room, massage rooms, several sauna rooms, plenty of dark rooms, private rooms and sex dungeons with all sorts of gear designed for ultimate pleasure and SM.
Blake paid the entrance and showed Two Ton the locker room. They undressed and put on a large white towel. First stop being the Jacuzzi. Big as it was, the hot tub was cramped. But on the sight of Blake and Two Ton the crowd gave way to squeeze them in. The continuous flow of bubbles massaged their worn out bodies. Two Ton closed his eyes and let his head fell backwards. Immediately he felt the foot of someone going up his leg while a hand – from the same guy or another – was going for his inner thighs. The hand gripped his ball sack and started firmly tearing his balls before it took hold of his dick and slowly removed the foreskin from the top, up and down. Two Ton was precumming. This was a great way to get rid of his tension. Suddenly Blake stood up and squeezed himself next to Two Ton not knowing he had interrupted someone’s private show.
Blake suggested the sauna room. Make them breathe through their pores again. They picked a private one. The smell of eucalyptus burning on the coal of the sauna filled the tiny space. They took off their towel and sat next to each other.
Blake Lotus was deep away in thoughts. Happy memories about him and Zen. That was the reason why he had picked Two Ton to be at his side, because he looked so much like Zen.
The noise outside the sauna made him stop daydreaming. “You know, you look a lot like Zen, my old teacher,” he said to Two Ton, “Those were good times. Sometimes. He gave me my eyes… my heart… all of my senses.” Two Ton had seen him like that before, all tangled up in his memories. Best thing to let him talk. “… Like an alchemist, he was a master in understanding the secrets of nature to unlock the mysteries of the universe…” He could go on like this for quite some time. Suddenly something caught Two Ton’s ear. “I waited the longest time before we finally made love. But when we did… It caused an earthquake on the scale of sex. An outburst of…” Hehe, he had always suspected Blake to have had sex with Zen.
It started as a twitch. Or at least that’s what Two Ton thought it was. At first. A slight movement, a jitter in Blake’s dick making it stand up slightly. Like a jolt of energy running up his dick. There it was again. Two Ton couldn’t help himself but staring at it. The size of Blake’s dick was by all definition impressive. Not so much in length – which was rather stumpy – but in girth. Thick as a beer can. He couldn’t keep his eyes off it. The way it grew. The way it got hard.
There was such a high sexual tension in the air that even Blake started to notice it, lost in thoughts about Zen. His dick was now completely erect. Embarrassed, Blake Lotus put the towel over it and said to Two Ton he needed a shower. But before he could leave Two Ton stopped him. He grabbed Blake’ shaft and looked up to face him: “Boss man, let me take care of that.” The towel dropped to the floor. The whole of Blake Lotus's dick disappeared into his mouth sucking it nice and slow and giving it a few licks from side to side to the underside and gently biting on his dickhead. Two Ton had to open his mouth as wide as he could to take the dick in, it was that huge. It had a musk smell and tasted surprisingly earthly, like truffles. Two Ton drooled. His spit made Blake Lotus’ dick all nice and wet while it slid in and out of his mouth. Two Ton himself was leaking precum like the tap was turned open and asked Blake if he could serve him as well. Sweet 69. The closest two creatures get to form yin and yang. The formula of instant pleasure. Their sucking sounds filled the room only to be interrupted by their moans. Two Ton’s dick was hard, long, with a lot of foreskin hanging over his dickhead. The precum and saliva made for a special cocktail that Bake was all eager to swallow. It made him drunk of want and horny as fuck. The heat of the sauna and their desire made their temples burst. They had to get out of there.
They found some coolness in the private room. This one was located next to a dark room and they heard the sound of a bottom being fucked silly crying it out: “More more more!” It somehow turned them on even more than they already were. Very soon they were again engaged in a 69, but this time ain’t no dick suckin’. Rimming. Passionately. Putting that tongue all the way in each other’s ass. Working the muscle. One finger goes in, than two. Making scissors movements. A third finger. As deep as to milk the prostrate. Two Ton went out of his mind. No way of telling where all that precum came from and kept flowing. He couldn’t hold in. He wanted to fuck. Now. Blake Lotus knew it. He wanted it too. He wanted it bad. Seen the thickness of his dick it’s not easy being the top. Most guys can’t take it. Blake spitted hard on the inviting ass in front of him, his hand jacking off slowly Two Ton’s dick. Soon his hand was filled with precum which he used as lube. The muscle offered resistance. Blake’s dick was throbbing hard, blood pumping through the veins. He tore a piece of rope from the towel and used it to tie around his dick, making it even harder. The top of his dick went in slowly. Two Ton cried out in pain. But when Blake considered stopping he asked him to continue. There was no easy way in. Blake knew. He fell forwards pumping his dick inside Two Ton’s ass and at the same time embracing his belly as to hold him down and one hand rubbing his head as if one is soothing a c***d. He knew it hurt. Two Ton heaved a loud cry. Slowly Blake started to move his dick in and out and he felt how the muscle gave way. He was no longer making straight movements but explored Two Ton’s ass in circular motion. Two Ton was in pain. Pleasure. Pain. It was as if he got torn to pieces and he loved it. Blake Lotus felt the cum streaming through the base of his dick and screamed it out. When he withdrew a river of cum oozed out of Two Ton’s ass.
Now it was Blake’s turn to bottom up. He wanted Two Ton to go deep and hard and fast. He wanted to be fucked into oblivion. Forget about Zen. If only for a while. He wanted to take it up his ass like a man. To feel alive. To feel Zen alive. Zen was fucking him right now. Two Ton’s image and Zen’s image blended into one. Blake Lotus felt as if he was standing at the cradle of all creation. And when Two Ton shot his hot load a million butterflies filled the sky.
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