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Hot Tub By Mac Damn! I'd looked forward to this all afternoon. My partner Rob suddenly had to leave Wednesday on business and wouldn't be back till late tonight. We had scheduled a big party tomorrow, Saturday, so I had to take today off work and hustle all day to get stuff ready. Now I was going to take a break in the hot tub. I was ready to jump in, but the damned thing didn't work! This may screw up our party. It's Spring so we'll be out on the deck. Usually at our house, as the evening wears on the action moves to the hot tub. Things start out with guys sitting around drinking and talking. Then some hunky stud who's really hung slips out of his cutoffs and into the tub. Someone in the tub gets a big hard on, someone else comments about that and pretty soon the hot tub heats up a whole lot more. That's how you can tell the party's a success. I called the plumber. "Sure, we'll have someone out by Tuesday". I said that wouldn't do, trying not to sound panicked. "Well, umm, the best I can do this afternoon is to have Jake come by after his last appointment. He's one of our newer guys, but I'm sure he can help." OK, I said, just get him here. "It may be as late as 5:30." Great, just send him. So I wrapped up in a bathrobe and went back to setting up the bar. Right at 5:30 the doorbell rang. When I opened the door I saw quite sight. Jake was maybe 5' 10", his brown and curly hair cut close but not really short, with a neatly trimmed beard. His tight jeans had a bulge that advertised what might be inside. Dense hair curled out over the top of his shirt in front, and where he shaved his 5 o'clock shadow looked more like a day's growth. Hair is a turn on for me, and I almost said something -- but you never know when some straight guy might get upset. That's one of many things I like about Rob. He's got a fine, furry chest that I run my hands through all the time, or my face, or since we'd been together nearly every part of me at one time or another. Sometimes I take my dick or my balls and rub them around in the hair on his chest, which heats us both up. I'd really missed Rob the last couple of nights. Jake started to apologize about being in jeans because he was new and his uniform wasn't ready yet. I thought the jeans looked good and wanted to ask what was inside, but what I said after a quick introduction was "No sweat, I'm just glad you came. Tub's out back." We walked to the deck and I switched on the water jets. Noises came out but nothing much happened. "OK" said Jake, "let me just check around in here. We may have to drain it, but I hope not. Mind if I take my shirt off so I don't get it wet?" I answered "No, I'll hang it over a chair," and wondered whether Jake in the flesh would match the preview I saw at the front door. Well, I wasn't disappointed. Curly dark hair covered his chest, spreading in a dense coat from just below his shoulders to under his pecs. It got so thick you could barely see his nipples. His well defined pecs, probably from regular time in the gym, gave him two round, fuzzy mounds. One nipple had a ring in it. The hair spread down his belly in a wide, dark stripe and disappeared into his jeans. He had a fine set of abs under the fuzz there, too. His arms were hairy but his shoulders were fairly smooth. "You must work out" I commented. "Yeah, I guess it shows. I like to look good." he answered. The muscles were great, but it was all that fur that really iced the cake for me. Jake turned around to work on the hot tub, knelt down and bent over the water. His back was smooth, but the hair started at his lower back and got pretty dense before it vanished under his belt. Of course I couldn't tell, but I'd have bet you there was a hairy butt inside those jeans. Jake was fishing around in the tub with one hand and nearly fell into the water. He straightened up, turned around and said "I think there's something stuck in the water intake hole. If you don't mind helping me some, I think I can fix it right now." I was probably staring at the water that glistened in the hairy mat that covered Jake's front, running in little streams down into his pants. It took me a minute to respond. "Uh, sure, what do you need?" I answered. Jake said "I'm going to need both hands to unscrew the intake cover without losing the screws, so I need you to hang on to me so I don't fall in." I don't believe Jake was teasing me, in fact he needed the help. But I thought that if I had to hang on to this guy from behind, I might go crazy and start ripping at his pants. Besides, I needed him to get the hot tub fixed. So of course I said "Sure, you got the tools you need?" Jake picked up a screwdriver, knelt at the edge of the tub and said "Hang on!" I knelt behind him and grabbed him by the hips. By this time I had worked up a big boner. As I grabbed Jake there was nothing but my flimsy bathrobe between him and my straining cock. He bent over to work in the tub, shoving his butt right up against me. I was sure that through his pants he could feel my rod pressed into his crack. Jake worked steadily, and I thought "Either he's straight, or he's very professional about this, or he's TRYING to drive me nuts!" "Here" said Jake, reaching back with a handful of screws to hand me. To free a hand to take the screws I reached around farther with my right arm to get a better hold on Jake. I liked what I felt. That bulge in his pants was not just his jeans. I took the screws and set them in a neat pile. Jake suddenly straightened up with a piece of the hot tub and said "Here, let me set this cover down." I stood and backed up as he turned to set down what was in his hand. My crotch was about his eye level and my state of mind was right there on display. My dick stuck out from my bathrobe, straight up and ready for action. "Look, I'm sorry" I said, "my partner's been out of town for a few days." "Partner -- you gay?" asked Jake. "Yeah" I replied, "and you're really a turn on. That hairy chest really does it for me." That was all Jake needed. He reached out, got a good grip on my pecker, ran his tongue all around the tip and closed his lips over the head. I sat back into a deck chair, opening my bathrobe wide. Jake ran his thumb up the underside of my dick to get a little pre-cum out and licked it off the top. He dragged my dick lightly back and forth over his bearded face, which felt like getting my cock scrubbed with a stiff brush, then he cooled it off by taking it into his mouth and slowly easing it out past his wet lips. I've always been pretty proud of my own equipment. Most guys can barely get their thumb and fingers all the way around my dick when I've got a hard on. My balls are my special pride and joy, hanging down big and hairy and loose. While my cock isn't the longest one around, it's plenty to make most guys really want to get their hands on it (or their mouths, or whatever . . . ). And while I'm no match for Jake, I'm hairy enough to keep most bear lovers at least interested. Jake was starting to suck my dick, taking it a little farther down his throat with each stroke. "Hang on, buddy" I said, easing my cock out of his mouth, "I don't think this ought to be so one sided. Stand up, Jake!". He stood, and I could tell by the straining denim that he was ready for action and pretty well hung himself. I undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants and peeled them down. That let his cock free to grow completely hard. And I really mean grow! He had on a jockstrap that just couldn't keep his huge cock strapped inside. The elastic pouch strained around his swelling prick and bulging balls. Jake's dick inched upwards out of the top of his jock and nearly to his belly button. His hairy chest was matched by Jake's shaggy crotch. Hair curled out from under his jock in every direction in big black tufts. I pulled down the waistband of Jake's jockstrap and hooked it under his balls. This guy was really hung. Besided that enormous dick, he had a set of nuts worth writing home about (well, it probably depends who your mother is). And like the rest of his crotch, his balls were covered with a wooly mass of dark hair. The forest of pubic hair was so thick it climbed part way up his dick. His foreskin just wrapped up over the bottom of his dick head, but I eased it down so I could see all of the pulsing, purplish tip. I took Jake over to my little patch of yard (having someone pick splinters from the deck out of your ass is the pits -- been there, done that) and pushed him down into the grass. I knelt beside him, took his throbbing cock and plunged my mouth down on it . He was so huge I could only take part of him into my mouth. I used a hand to massage the shaft of his dick while I sucked him, working my tongue all over the top and into his piss hole at the end. With my thumb I rubbed around the edge of his dick head. I used my other hand to work on those big hairy balls, rolling them around against his crotch, tugging on them and squeezing them just enough to be sure I had his complete attention. Jake had started up a stream of rough talk. "All right, man, suck that big pecker. You want that crammed down your throat, those big hairy balls banging against your face while you choke down my cum! Stuff that big dick head down your throat! Choke on that big prick, motherfucker . . . " Meanwhile, he had grabbed my butt and slid under me, then stuck his head back between my legs. He pulled my crotch down against his hairy chest. That turned me on more. I rolled around to rub my dick against his bushy front while I sucked him off. He used my balls like a handle, rubbing my crotch this way and that through the hair on his chest while he cussed up a storm. Then he dragged my ass up to his face, and between hollering curses at me he started to probe my asshole with his tongue. It got harder and harder for me to pay attention, but while he licked my hole I kept working over his dick. I didn't take much longer before Jake grabbed my ass and rammed a thumb up my asshole. He started to moan and then hollered "Shit, man, I'm gonna cum!" Staying on top of Jake now was like riding a bucking bronco. While he writhed and rolled under me, I took his dick out of my mouth and started jacking him off while I squeezed his balls. He tensed up and arched his back; hot, white spunk jetted out of his straining cock and into my mouth, over my lips and eyes and even into my hair. This set me off too. I creamed all over his chest, spewing my hot white load all over his wet, hairy front. I turned around and buried my face in his heaving chest, rubbing my jism and his together into the damp hairy mat that covered him, sucking on it and rolling my face in it, till finally I collapsed onto Jake's gooey, wooly front. "Jesus" muttered Jake after a minute or two. "Yeah" I responded, "pretty nice." I decided I had caught my breath. "Jake, you're the plumber but I think I'd like to do a little more work on your plumbing." I rolled him over on his stomach and pulled him up on his knees so his butt stuck up in the air. I hadn't really gotten a good look at his ass before -- I'd been pretty busy with other parts of him -- but now I could see his butt was worth a good look. The hair from the small of his back spread into a dark, fuzzy coat over his cheeks, then got thicker in the hairy valley leading down to his asshole. His cock had gone soft but it dangled down like a giant sausage, with the head peeking part way out from his foreskin and a blob of cum about ready to drip off. Since he had just come his balls hung down huge, hairy and loose. I used both hands to spread his cheeks apart. His puckered pink asshole was circled by a dark, hairy fringe. I flicked my tongue over his hole while I slowly pulled on his cheeks to open him up more. Now I alternated between tongueing his hole, then sucking and chewing on the fuzz sprouting from his hairy crack. His ass had a sweaty, ripe smell not only from his day's work but also from the workout we both just had, and it was damp with his sweat. I pressed my finger into his asshole, then finally plunged my cum-covered face into his crack, jamming my tongue up into him as far as I could. I reached up to grab his donkey dick and I could feel that he was starting to get hard again. Pulling his balls back, I rubbed them against my chin, rough from a two day growth. My face probably chafed his ass, but from the way he had dragged my dick around in his beard I figured he'd like it. Between the cum on my face and my spit, I got his asshole pretty wet. But I didn't think he was ready yet for me to pump my cock up into his ass. "Damn" I said, "I need some lube. Hang on a minute, I'll be right back." "No" answered Jake, "I've got something for you." He rolled over to his plumber's tool box and took out something that looked like a tube of toothpaste. "Here" he said, "this stuff works great". I squeezed some on my fingers and started to probe up inside him. Seemed to work fine. I guess some plumber's supplies work in any kind of plumbing. But my own big dick dangled down loose. I wasn't ready either. "Hey, I'm gonna need some help if you want my prick rammed up your hairy ass" I said. Rolling him over, I took my limp cock and started to rub it around in his fur, using my dick to play with the ring in his nipple. I stuffed my tool into his mouth and he eagerly sucked and slurped on it. He hooked his thumb into my asshole again and started to slap my balls back and forth. Kneeling over his face, I let him take first one, then both balls into his mouth so he could play with them with his tongue. I banged his face with my dick, and it started to get hard. With the plumber's grease still on my hand I started stroking my own prick. Pretty soon it stood up stiff and ready for more action. Spitting out my balls, Jake said "Give me that up my hot ass, shit head!" He rolled over on his side and propped one leg up. Taking my now swollen and greasy cock, I slid it into his hairy chute and up inside him. I could feel my balls slapping against his as I fucked him. Reaching around, I ran my hand through his chest hair and pinched on his nipples. His chest was still wet from the sweat, water and cum, and now oily from the plumber's grease on my hand. With my well lubricated hand I reached down and started pumping on his huge, stiff dick while I fucked his hairy asshole. I'd have liked to shoot a load of cum up his ass, but we fucked and fucked without me coming. "What you need is something up your own ass" cried Jake. He pulled his man cunt off my dick and rolled over, facing up. His enormous fuck stick looked like a rocket ready to launch out of the hair in his crotch, and I could see the veins pulsing in it. His balls were pulled up tight into his crotch. "Grease it!" he demanded, aiming his dick straight up with his hand. I took the plumber's lube and squeezed a big gob onto his dick, then massaged it all over his cock and balls. Grabbing me by the butt, he pulled me over him and aimed his prick at my tight hole. Facing him, I sat down on his huge, pulsing dick. Damn, he was enormous! I eased my ass over his the tip of his prick, and with his hand he started shoving it around in circles inside me. I tried to relax the muscles in my ass. I had to take him slowly, because it felt like he was about to rip my asshole apart. Every few seconds he'd shove it up a little farther into me, till finally his immense dick was all the way inside my burning ass. It was an incredible mix of pleasure and pain. Now that he had stretched me to fit him he started to fuck me. As he slid his fuck pole in and out of my throbbing hole he started swearing again. "Feel that big hot cock up your greasy ass! You love my fat dick sliding around inside you, don't you fuck head. Look at this god-damned mess from your cum all over my hairy chest! Bet you wish I could stuff my nuts up your ass too, butt fuck. I know you liked sniffing my hairy asshole, shit eater! Motherfucker, I'm gonna fill you up with with hot cum!." Every time he rammed his pole into me he smashed my balls against my crotch. Jake greased up my dick with his plumbers lube and started to jack me off as he fucked my asshole, while I grabbed his tits and started to pull and twist. Man, I don't know when I've been fucked like that! After a while it was too much for me, and I shot another load all over Jake, arching up with my first cum to splatter on his chest, then pulsing more onto his hairy belly. My asshole gripped his huge, thrusting pecker with every shot of mine, and I could feel him tensing up more every time he rammed his fuck stick into my flaming asshole. "Shit! Shit! Fuck, man! God damn! Fuck, fuck!" Jake hollered, creaming up inside me with a huge explosion and bucking up and down like a wild man. I could feel his every thrust pumping hot cum out my asshole, spreading it over his crotch and coating his hairy balls. By this time Jake was a mess. He was smeared with cum from his chest to his crotch, the matted hair covering his front sprinkled with water and sweat. When he had calmed down some I pulled my oozing asshole off his prick, lay down on him and licked sticky fuck juice from the hair on his chest. Finally I just lay on top of him in the mess and tried to catch my own breath. Well, I guess you can see how the evening went. We kept at it for a while longer till we were totally worn out. I didn't get much else done to get ready for the party, but Jake did finish clearing up the problem with the hot tub. I held onto him again so he could put the tub back together, and this time there was no doubt he felt my dick in his hairy (and sticky) crack. It was fun to splash a little water from the tub onto his chest and smear the warm sweat and cum all over his front. When Rob got home late that night, I told him about Jake (but I omitted some of the details -- well, hell, I left out telling about most of the evening) and said I had invited him to the party. Jake became a good friend, and once I was sure Rob wouldn't worry about anything coming between us (so to speak), our three way friendship took a more intimate, and enjoyable, turn. Jake was always glad to come over to work on our plumbing, whenever we asked!