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Here's the conclusion of "Harry Pex & The Hard-On Hotel, Part 2" - ENJOY, GUYS! Harry Pex swaggered out of the hotel pool shed, a white terry-cloth towel wrapped around his thick waist, his big cock slapping between his huge hairy thighs, still dribbling the last few drops of his sweet spunk. Leo the Lifeguard, dreamy-eyed and butt-sore, began to hunt for his discarded Speedo’s. A pair of husky maintenance men rounded the corner of the hotel. The big, butch blonde with blue eyes nudged his partner. "Hey, check out that crazy dude - He's wearing a pool towel and a black sweater!" His rowdy rambling red-haired partner squinted his green eyes. "That ain't no sweater - That's his CHEST HAIR!" Rubbing their swelling groins, the brawny pair decided to follow the bare-chested muscle bear. Harry sauntered through a back door in the hotel marked "EMPLOYEES ONLY" to search for trouble. He spied a sign on a green door which said "MAINTENANCE SHOP", and grinning broadly, entered the room. Feeling mischievous, Harry stripped off his pool towel and fastened a tool belt around his hairy waist, wriggling his hips so the hammers and screwdrivers protruding through the leather pockets would jingle. Then he quickly added a navy-blue baseball cap and a pair of tattered leather work boots to complete his uniform. He strutted around the macho machine shop, flexing his big bulging biceps and hairy muscle pecs. "I'm the new Maintenance Foreman, studs! Report to me for your assigned daily duties!" The 2 beefy muscleman tumbled over each other trying to squeeze through the door at the same time. Harry chuckled huskily, massaging his big beefy cock and fat fuzzy balls. "Hey, guys! I'm Harry Pex!" The meaty musclemen grinned, winking slyly at each other, then slowly unbuttoned their work shirts, revealing their own magnificent furry torsos. "So are WE!" they responded. The burly blonde stuck out his huge hand. "I'm Jack Hammer, and this is my partner Rusty Nayle. Pleased to meetcha, Harry..." Instead of returning his handshake, Harry probed his mouth deeply, sharing a wet masculine kiss, his nimble fingers exploring the thick blonde shag carpet on Jack's muscular chest. Not to be outdone, Rusty hugged Harry from behind, pressing his big muscle pecs matted with shaggy red hair against Harry's wide back, and teasing his fuzzy muscle butt with the tip of his tremendous stiffening cock. "You like our little tool shop, you big hairy muscle stud?" Rusty whispered into his ear. Harry growled his approval, grinding his big leaking dick against Jack's own throbbing tool. "Yeah, boys. Just what I always wanted - To be drilled, hammered, and screwed by a couple of hot furry Tool Men..." Jack hoisted the hairy muscleman up on the work bench, and in the blink of an eye, Rusty had roped Harry's arms and legs to the 4 corner vises. Harry laughed, struggling against his tight bonds, his big hairy muscles bulging. "Well, you boys got me all trussed up here - Now, what's the game plan?" Rusty grabbed a container of machine oil, and proceeded to liberally lube up Harry's big sweaty furry muscle pecs, pinching his erect nipples and massaging the fuzzy ridges in his washboard belly. Jack joined in the fun, poking his darting tongue deeply into Harry's hairy muscle butt, stabbing his musky fur tunnel. Harry moaned in manly pleasure while the maintenance men performed their tasks, his big fuzzy bubble butt sliding all over the slick varnished surface of the work bench. While Rusty continued to grease up his hairy pecs and furry pits, Jack began to lick Harry's pulsating tool and polish his mushroom head knob. He mumbled, his feeding mouth stuffed full of hot muscle cock, "What do you want, Harry? Do you want me to fuck your big hot muscle ass?" Harry laughed aloud at the ridiculous notion. He had never in his butch, studly life permitted a man to top him. He gazed up at Jack's rugged handsome face and his mighty furry torso, shimmering with a sheen of sweat. To his own amazement, Harry grunted “yes”. Jack tossed off his trousers and inserted his hot dick into Harry's muscle ass, wriggling his hips and teasing him. Harry suddenly found himself bellowing, "FUCK ME HARD, YOU BIG HAIRY MUSCLE STUD!!" Jack greedily complied, pumping his engorged dick in Harry's moist sucking hole like a jackhammer, his blonde furry balls smacking against his big sweaty ass. Harry barked at Rusty, "Git up here on my hairy chest, Tool Man! FUCK MY BIG OLE HAIRY PECS WITH YOUR HOT THROBBING TOOL!!" Rusty peeled off his pants, and hungrily mounted Harry's waist with his big beefy thighs, planted his swollen cock between his black furry pelt, and proceeded to pump furiously. Harry growled, his big fat cock slapping fiercely against his hairy sweat-soaked belly. All 3 hairy muscle studs shot their loads in unison: Harry spewed his white sticky lava all over Rusty’s muscular back. Jack fired his massive cannon deeply into Harry's hot muscle ass. Rusty's big dick sputtered and spit all over Harry's big hairy pecs and scrubby black moustache. Harry grinned. "It's always Tool Time at the Hard-On Hotel..." THE END