Gay Erotic Stories

Harry Pex was introduced in the story "Hairy Chest Hump" (Parts 1 & 2). Now, here's another of his HAIRY adventures. Author's note: This is a fictional story. Harry Pex sipped his morning coffee and scanned the local college paper, searching for diversions. His hunky construction worker boyfriend, Max Pump, had left for the shore earlier in the week to work on a big construction project, and Harry was left alone, without a playmate for the weekend. He loved the way that Max worshipped his big hairy pecs. Tonight was Friday night, Harry had the night off from his bartending job, and he wanted to party. Harry noticed a small bold ad, buried away in the back of the "alternative lifestyles" section of the paper: WET JOCKSTRAP CONTEST - FRIDAY, AUGUST 11th!! Harry licked his thick lips in savory anticipation. The contest was tonight, and was to be held at McNasty's, a local college bar. Harry proceeded to toy with his big hairy pecs and bullet-sized nipples. He mumbled aloud: "I wonder if I still have my old college jockstrap...??" At twenty minutes to ten that evening, McNasty's was packed with college gals and guys alike - The gals came to gape at the guys, and some of the guys were there to gape at the jock-clad guys also. A group of four college frat buddies grabbed some stools at the bar, and proceeded to slam down beers and shooters. They had come to scope out the chicks. Brawn Bilt was a tackle on the college football team, a handsome corn-fed boy with strawberry-blonde hair and freckles, and a studly steamroller body. Jarr and Mussell Head were brothers, a year apart, and both of them boasted blue eyes, screaming black crewcuts, and massive pecs and biceps. Peter Pump was the younger brother of Max, and he also resembled a golden Greek God. At 10 o'clock, the festivities began, and a flock of drunken college boys paraded their sopping-wet, jock-clad crotches and bare asses across the stage. The gals hooted and hollered, and the guys ridiculed them mercilessly. Polly Perkins, one of the team cheerleaders, ribbed the boys at the bar, "Why don't you hunks get up there and show us your stuff?" Brawn Bilt's freckled face turned redder than a raspberry, and he murmured, "Not on your life..." He feigned disinterest at the ridiculous contest, when actually, he was getting turned on by the nearly naked muscle boys and their big, wet, jock-packed cocks. At 11 o'clock, the announcer suddenly informed the rowdy crowd that he had a surprise last-minute contestant - HARRY PEX! Harry Pex mounted the stage, clad in a dirty old raincoat and a pair of worn leather work boots. The Head brothers exchanged amazed glances, and began to laugh. Was this dude for real? He wasn't no college student - He looked older than DIRT! Peter Pump nearly choked on his beer. The other dudes in the contest has been buff college jocks and frat boys, but this guy rough and unkempt, with scraggly black hair and a scrubby black mustache, and looked like one of those idiotic wrestlers from the WWF! Harry quickly shucked his yellow rain slicker, attired in nothing but his work boots, his old ragged white college jockstrap (which was about 3 sizes too small for his abundant basket now), and a devilish grin. A hush fell over the crowd, and the temperature in McNasty's seemed to rise about 30 degrees. The guy was a hairy muscle god - He sported gigantic hairy muscle pecs, a big fat bullet nipple poking through the center of the thick black furry forest of each one. Harry reached down from the stage, grabbed a pitcher of beer from Brawn's trembling hands, and completely drenched his massive, furry body. Then he began to work his hairy muscular tits for the crowd, pinching his big fat man-nipples, and clenching his beefy bubble butt so his bulging jock pouch was just inches from the frat boys' reddening faces. Some sorority sisters at a ringside table pretended disgust at the antics of the hairy vulgar giant, jeering and clicking their tongues, while they secretly masturbated themselves under the table. Brawn Bilt could not control his inhibitions any longer. He stumbled up on the stage, and began to caress the big hairy muscleman's massive chest. Harry clasped his paws behind his head, giving the greedy frat boy ample access to his sweaty pits, hairy beer-soaked pecs, and tender swollen nipples. Brawn devoured them hungrily. He was joined shortly by his three college frat brothers. The Head brothers each selected a hairy muscle pec to bite and nibble, while Pete Pump occupied himself with the muscle bear's bulging jockstrap, sucking his huge swollen cock through the wet, ragged material. "Yeah, that's right, boys!" Harry bellowed mightily. "Worship my big hairy muscle pecs!" The four frantic frat boys quickly stripped off their clothing, displaying their sweating, hunky bodies for the cheering crowd, and formed a circle around their hairy muscle god, furiously pumping their fat swollen college pricks. Harry grunted, his big sweaty, hairy pecs heaving, "Cum all over my hairy muscle pecs, you frat fuckers!" Jarr Head shot ropes of creamy semen across the hairy muscleman's massive pecs, followed shortly with some jagged spurts by his brother, Mussell. Pete Pump pounded his big college cock fiercely, painting a thick white line from the muscle bear's scruffy mustache clear down to his swollen jock pouch. Brawn Bilt straddled the hairy muscle god's bulging abs, and began to pump his college bubble butt, ramming his hot frat cock between the furry giant's twin mountains of hairy man-tits. He screamed and a volcano of spewing cum erupted from his engorged cock. Harry Pex rose to his feet and smiled in triumph, flexing his cum-covered hairy chest and popping his bulging biceps. He roared at the crowd, "You like my big ole hairy pecs?!" The raucous crowd cheered with adoration. Then, the four college frat buddies fell to their feet, naked and panting, worshipping their hairy muscle god, and Harry Pex ripped off his wet jockstrap, and proceeded to jack off and paint their smiling faces with buckets of musky cum.