Tennis Tops and Bottoms

We were sitting round the camp fire having a cuppa, telling a few yarns spiced with the odd dirty joke and having a chuckle. We did this regularly after a days mustering. Joe must have twigged that I wasn't in the conversation this night.

"Jimmy," he said, "penny for your thoughts."

"Ah, not much," I said, " I've been thinkin of packin my swag and headin for the big smoke."

"Yah gotta be joking. What ever would you do down there?" Joe asked taking another swig of his tea.

"I'll get me self a job and live the good life," I said.

"What about Blue?" he queried.

Blue was my cattle dog. I'd had him three years now, since he was a pup. He was very faithful and loyal, a good mate.

"I'll take him with me." I answered. "I couldn't leave him behind. Could I."

"I can tell you right now, you'll be back in a week," Joe said.

He probably was right. I knew nothing else but a stockman's life. I had been a ringer ever since I left school. I was now twenty -four. Life seemed to be slipping me by. I thought if I don't make a break and try out the city slickers way I'll never know if I missed out on anything or not.

You see I'm from a cattle family. We live, breathe and eat the stuff. There has to be more to life than dust, flies, heat and beef.

James O'Conner is my full name, sixth generation Oz. My original forebears to this land came out in the eighteen thirties. The first O'Conner was a butcher back in Ireland but took up undertaking when he came to the colony. His two sons went prospecting in the New England area, got themselves hitched and raised big families.

My great great grandad went to the Palmer River rush in North Queensland and some how from there he got onto running Overland Telegraph Stations and then into cattle. It's been cattle ever since in our family.

I had been working the Brigalow country from the time I first put my legs in irons and had been a jackaroo on more properties in the area during that time than all the lads round the camp fire put together. We were all good mates and couldn't do enough for each other if we were in need of help. It was going to be hard leaving such good company but I knew my life wouldn't be right if I stuck around.

I was gay and there was no future for a gay man in these parts. If anyone got wind of it I wouldn't be able to stick around anyway. It just wasn't heard of here and the communities were too small to have secrets.

I'd had the odd sheila or two on dates but we never did anything. They were always scared of getting a bun in the oven. That suited me fine. We'd have a good pash and a bit of heavy petting but that was as far as it would go. It helped to keep up appearances and stop the dogs from barking.

That night I threw my gear in the back of the ute, whistled Blue to get in the front with me and drove the few hundred miles back to Marlborough, my home town where my folks lived. Marlborough was a railway siding and cattle truck stop, a sleepy little place with less than a hundred residents. Everybody knew each other. They practically pissed in each others pockets.

I got in reasonably late but Mum was still up pottering around. Like all Mums she could always find something to do. "What's up, son," she called as I entered the door. There had to be something wrong for me to turn up out of the blue like this.

"I've decided to give Brisy a bash," I said.

Mum came out onto the verandah where I was taking off my boots.

"You must have rocks in your head or something," she uttered looking at me in bewilderment.

"Just want a give it a try," I replied.

"Well, there would be nothing I could do to change your mind," she said abandoning any argument. "Once you make up your mind on something, that's it."

"You wouldn't know where the `Courier' is?" I asked

"It'll be around but you will have to look," Mum responded.

I didn't have to look too hard. It was under the single bed on the verandah where Dad usually left it after he had finished his read. I took out the accommodation pages and went to my room, stripped off and went for a shower.

Mum was used to me walking naked through the house so it was no big deal to her. She said she helped create me and had seen it plenty of times before so it was neither here nor there to her. I think she was quite proud of the piece of manhood she had produced and actually enjoyed me showing it off.

"Do you want anything to eat?" she asked as I came out of the shower. "There are some left overs from tea."

I helped myself to these and then went back to my room and laid out in the nude. The oscillating fan above the bed was a real home comfort on these hot steamy tropical nights.

Blue came in and wanted to jump all over me but I told him where his place was and he squatted down on the floor looking straight up at me waiting for his master's attention.

"Not tonight, Blue," I said. "I've got some important business to attend to."

Blue always looked for a bit of a game before I went to bed but he seemed to understand this night.

I circled some likely prospects offering board and one in particular that I thought might suit. A widow had a room to let with full board at a very good rate. It would be my first call in the morning.

I slept like a baby that night and at the crack of dawn I was up as usual ready to get going again. Mum had the snags, eggs, bacon and tomato on and I had a hearty brekkie.

I packed all the gear I needed and waited till seven o'clock before I responded to the widow's ad that I was really interested in. It turned out to be everything I needed. I'd have my own separate room, all meals would be cooked for me and all my washing and ironing would be done. What more could I want. She said she lived on her own with her only son who was single and my age.

When I asked her about Blue that was no trouble. She said she had a dog of her own and they could keep each other company. I told her that I would be arriving late that night and to keep the vacancy open for me. "I definitely wanted it," I said.

The trip to Brisbane was event free and Blue and I arrived a little earlier than expected but the old lady was ready for us anyway. She showed me to my room which was up with my expectations and then I meet Michael, her son. We seemed to hit it off right away.

Michael was a really good looking guy and had an easy going nature. I wondered how this bloke hadn't got spiked.

"Dating anyone," I inquired.

"Noooo," He replied his voice tapering off.

"Well, maybe we can go out together sometime and see if we can pick up a buck, I mean a fuck or two, I said. "Yeah," he replied laughing at my fraudian slip.

We were getting along like a house on fire and only after a couple of days I could feel myself being attracted to him. We would get out on the landing and have a few beers and really let our souls out to each other. I couldn't come to tell him I was gay though and he gave me no idea that he might have a soft spot for me. I didn't want to spoil the relationship that existed and I didn't want to jeopardise my lodgings.

It was Michael who got me into using deodorant. He would smell of this stuff and I asked him what he was wearing. He told me it was to keep the BO down but I thought it was to make him sexy. Anyway I got some of this stuff. Old Spice it was called. Michael said it was the cheapest and that when I had some extra cash I could buy something more classy. I bought some talc as well because I didn't mind the smell and thought it would make me feel good all over my body.

When I got it home, I found that the stick part pushed out of the cylinder container. The hole where you pushed the cylinder out, on investigation, fitted nice and snug around my dick. When I got aroused my dick was firm inside and the cylinder was just like a cock ring. I've got to make use of this new found toy I thought so my mind went into overdrive.

I figured I could cut a hole in the double lining of the gusset on one of my jocks and shove the cylinder into it. Then, if I put the undies onto one end of a pillow with the cylinder side up, I could poke my cock into the cylinder and I had an artificial arse hole to fuck.

I was eager to try it out so I stripped off, lay the pillow lengthwise on the bed and with my other pillow at the head I had like a body under me and also a head rest if I wanted it. I placed the deodorant stick at the top of the second pillow so I could sniff its aroma which I found very arousing. As the dresser faced the bed and had an adjustable mirror, I manoeuvred it so I could see my nude body outstretched on the sheet.

All I needed now was some talc. I covered my body in it and particularly my ass cheeks. My hands and my buttocks were now quite smooth and when I rubbed then together it was rather erotic.

I lay on the bed and stuck my big cock in the hole of the cylinder and I had this sensational feeling of having my cock up someone's arse. I fantasised it was Michael and before long I had this huge erection. I could see my naked body rising and falling as I pulled my cock in and out. It was fucking great and it felt so real. All that was missing was the human contact.

I was massaging my talc covered ass cheeks with my smooth talc covered hands as I continued this rumba with the pillow. It was very exciting and I was going out of my mind with wild thoughts. My cock was so engorged and clamped in this vice that I became more crazed and kept pumping madly increasing the need to climax.

The mirror visions of my nude body heaving and swaying in rhythm with my pulsating prick were mind blowing as I lusted for the ultimate. My body was screaming for an end to this fuck and it spasmed. I threw my face in the pillow to muffle my passion. I was groaning and moaning with sheer joy.

I could feel my shaft surging and my balls bursting and I wanted to spurt my cum. In one almighty rush it rocketed out and I let out an unholy roar. I'd fucked myself with a piece of plastic and had experienced something far better than I had ever experienced jerking.

It was so unreal. I just hoped no one heard my cries of pleasure. Michael gave no clue that he had heard me but I had a feeling that he must have.

I did this night after night and in the day too if I got the chance. Sometimes twice in the day. I was so randy. Michael was becoming so addictive to me, I needed to have him very time I saw him.

We went out on pub crawls and to night clubs and got pissed, neither of us picking up anyone. When I got home I would be so horny I was afraid I was going to embarrass myself and make a pass at Michael. I had to control myself with all the will power I could muster.

My fantasies of what I would do to Michael if I got him in bed were becoming extreme and outrageously wild. In fact, it was unbearable. I really didn't know what I could do about it.

One day we got to talking about sport. I said I used to play a bit of tennis on some of the homestead courts. I'd have a hit with the owner's daughters or sons. It was good fun.

I'd got my taste for the game at school and did fairly well in the school tennis team. Never really had an opportunity to develop my game though. I think I could have been quite good as a matter of fact.

Michael said he didn't mind a game either and that he knew a good place where we could play. "How about tomorrow arvo," he said. "We'll leave it until around four when the heat of the day is not so bad. We'll still have a couple of hours daylight."

Michael worked casual work and Thursday afternoons he had off. "Yep," I responded, "I'll look forward to that." I still hadn't found work after about four weeks but I was getting dole money and with the bit I'd saved I was getting by.

The next afternoon we threw our racquets and balls in the back of the ute, rounded up the dogs and made tracks for the sporting complex. I noticed as I propped myself in the drivers seat that Michaels underdaks where hanging out of his sports briefs. They were a perforated cotton insert and his whopping pride and joy was being grandly displayed for my benefit.

I was so turned on by this show of manhood that I could feel my own piece of meat start to sizzle. I just hoped that Michael wouldn't notice because it might have created an embarrassing moment for us. I knew it was poking through my shorts but I wasn't sure how far. I wasn't game to look unless I gave the game away.

I had this huge horn until we got to the sports complex. It was situated in a bushland setting, the tennis courts down on the flat lower part and a Gymnasium perched on the side of a hill with locker rooms and amenities attached in a separate wing.

As soon as we arrived I had to excuse myself. "I need to have a piss badly," I said. "I shouldn't be too long."

I made my way up the steps to the ablutions block and found the sign for the little boys. The toilet had a double stall trough and there was a guy standing at one end with his tool hanging out but nothing happening. I stepped up to the other end pulled my cock out through one of the leg openings of my athletic shorts, they had no fly, and commenced to do my thing. There was still no action coming from the other guy. He peered across and took a long look at my dick and then started jerking his own.

"You needing any help," I asked.

"Might be," he responded.

"Well, if there is something I can do for yah," I replied.

"Yeah," he said, "You can ram that big bruiser up my arse."

I'd never had such an offer before and I wasn't about to let it go. I finished shaking my dick and put it back in its pouch. "If you would like to step over to the throne then, I'll see what I can do you for," I suggested.

He stepped down from the urinal and took the nearest cubicle. Then he slipped his daks off and removed his boxers to his knees. Kneeling over the pedestal he rested his hands on the cistern.

"Now," he said, "Fuck my arse good and hard." After a short pause he added, "Don't close the door either, I want the whole world to see."

At the sight of his firm round ass cheeks exposing his fortress, I had a hard on as stiff as a ramming rod. I'd never fucked a guy before but wild horses wouldn't stop me now. I was feeling reckless and what he was about to receive would be raw and decadent.

I only had my T shirt on by this and I mounted him like a stallion to a mare in heat and rode him bare back like I would a feral brumby slapping his flanks with my knees and flicking his rump with my hands. Riding a bronco at the rodeos was nothing compared to this.

The thrill of my first time had me on a high and my cock was unstoppable as it ran his shoot. The guy was gripping the cistern endeavouring to resist my charges but to no avail. I pounded long and hard and my dick began to throb in expectation of the bearing of arms and the firing of the first round of volleys. The tension rising with each surge, the call finally came and I shot my load, blasting his prostrate, the cum ricocheting around his rectum.

We both let out an almighty bellow that probably would have waken the dead. "Shit," he said, "You're fuckin randy."

"Yeah, I am a bit," I said with a wide crack on my dial.

"I'm going to eat your cock now, mate," he said.

"I think I had better be going," I responded offering my excuses. "I left a mate down at the courts and I should get back to him before he comes looking for me."

As I withdrew my poker from his smouldering coals and was wiping myself down, a voice from behind said, "Nice one fellows."

I'd heard a shower running when I first entered the gents but hadn't given it much thought, not with all the action that had occurred. Our hollowing must have attracted the guys from the showers. There were two of them completely starkers who had just enjoyed a front row seat to the show.

One was about thirty. He was a hunk of a man having built his torso up with weights and exercises at the Gym. He had a black mane running from the top of his chest down to his pubes and a cock and balls the pride of any stud bull. His mate was younger, I'd say about my age. He had a smooth body, fair hair and complexion and dreamy powder blue eyes, still only in the junior stud class but with the potential to be a champion.

"Come and join us in the showers," the older guy proposed.

I couldn't believe my lucky stars. These two bulls were wanting to service me or me them. I couldn't say no. Michael had to put the net up and he wouldn't come looking for me straight away I thought. An offer like this is not gunna come my way too often. No matter what, all rationale about doing it went out the window.

"What you got in mind?" I asked as I left the loo removing my top.

"How about if I fuck you and Blake can fuck Ewan while you and Ewan suck each other," the older guy suggested.

"Sorry," I said a little confused.

"I'm Rick by the way and this is Blake," he said pointing to the blue eyed blond. "This guy here is Ewan," he continued, nodding to the bloke I'd just fucked.

"So you guys know each other?" I inquired.

"Yeah, Ewan's a regular. He comes up and visits us every Thursday afternoon." Rick offered. "What's your name then?" he asked.

"You can call me Jimmy," I said.

"Well, what do you reckon, Jimmy?" Rick questioned.

"Sounds okay to me," I replied.

None of the showers had any doors and they faced a row of wash basins that had a continuous mirror running the full length of the room. The thought of being able to watch this gladiator give me my first root rekindled my fire and my pulse quickened.

We went into the shower that was still running. Rick went in before me so we would be facing the mirrors. The other two guys followed.

Rick was keen to get started and he prised my ass cheeks apart and stuck one of his giant fingers up my bum. Fuck, it was good. I swayed my rear end around in satisfaction. He placed a second of his knuckle busters up and I grunted savouring the pleasure.

Meanwhile Blake had been working on Ewan priming him for entry. Ewan had placed an enormous amount of suds over my equipment and pubes and was giving my pile driver a decent massage. I was so turned on, my horn sprung to full erection and I lusted for Rick to shaft me with his sword.

"Give it to me," I yelled seeing our reflections in the mirror. What an awesome sight.

Rick was very obliging. His massive weapon ripped through my armoury straight into my manhole.

"Whooup," I cried in agony. "Hold that plunger for a tick."

Even though his penetration was painful I was enjoying his conquest and needed a few seconds to prepare for the next raid. Sucking in air, I waited. It was not long in coming. With an enormous lunge, Rick's organ was in territory no man had been before.

"Fuck, oh fuck," I expleted.

Blake had mounted Ewan and they were going hell for leather, there roars starting to crescendo. Ewan was still continuing to give my tool the once over. With Rick well into my rectum and giving it all he could, I arched further over to give him better penetration. My mouth came down on Ewan's big wanger and I groped it with my tongue. Rick made one massive charge and Ewan's dick was bolted into my mouth. I choked on the bit but now I had his colossus I was not about to release it. Or at least I thought I wasn't.

"You there, Jimmy," I heard someone say. "Are you there Jimmy," it repeated as the footsteps sounded closer.

"Shit," I said coming to my senses.

I pressed all panic buttons. Pushing Ewan's probe out of my mouth and somehow jerking Rick off my behind, I tried to gather my composure. How was I going to get out of this one, I thought.

Stepping from the shower recess I said, "Oh there you are Michael."

"What are you up to?" he asked

Rather stupidly I responded, "Nothin much." By this time he was at the opening to the shower.

"It looks like it too," was Michael's reaction.

Here we were four guys in the raw with our cocks flagging our earlier revelry. There was nothing much I could do. I raised my eye brows and shoulders and threw my hands out in despair.

"Care if I join you?" he asked.

There was a silence. I couldn't believe my ears. I took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief.

"No worries," I replied and proceeded to introduce Michael to the other guys

"How about we continue what we were doing," Rick proposed. "I can finish fucking Jimmy while Blake does Ewan and Michael can suck off the two spare cocks."

"It's fine with me if Blake roots Michael," Ewan interrupted. "I'll suck off Jimmy and Michael."

I knew Ewan had been wanting to get his gob around my cock ever since I fucked him. The thought of him sucking me and Michael together gave me a huge buzz.

We re-entered the recess and Rick turned me round and slapped my cheeks. Then he did it again and in a short time again. I was beginning to like it.

Rick's dick was ready to drill me and he placed it on my ring and pressed down hard, spearing his sausage into my very receptive anus. This time it was smooth and silky as he searched for extra ground probing me with extra sensory strokes of his shaft. Ooooh, it was loverly. I started to swoon in delirious delight as his full nine inches tickled and teased my love tunnel.

While this was going on, Blake had made it into Michael's nether regions filling Michael's man hole with his eight inch piece of meat. Michael was in rapture as he enjoyed Blake's throbbing cock pumping him for all it was worth.

Ewan had locked his hand around the base of both our members and had swallowed them whole tantalising them with his gavotting tongue. The feelings in our bodies was phenomenal.

Michael thrust his tongue out and I clutched it in my throat, our lips locking in one lecherous lunge. We mauled our muzzles in a frenzy. The emotions within were building with our first kiss.

I could hardly contain myself with all the action that was going on. I felt Rick surge, spasm and shoot as my dick reached its climax. My cock cut loose and I coated Ewan's mouth with what must have been a cup of cum.

Michael came almost at the same time his body heaving with deranged heat. Blake and Rick stood to attention and retracted their weapons. Michael and I clinched in a carnal uniting of mouths and cocks. It was furious and fertile, a passion overwhelming us that I can't describe.

The others could hear movements in the locker room. The after five office workers were beginning to arrive.

"Come on fellows," Rick said, "Give it a break. We're all going to get caught out if you don't knock it off."

That rocketed us back to reality and we quickly collected our gear and got dressed. Michael and I left through the toilet entry. Our clothes were wet but who could tell whether it was water or sweat.

The dogs were still in the back of the ute when we arrived back to where we had stationed it. They had been very patient. We decided to get them a pizza also on the way home seeing they had been so well behaved.

We were having take away for tea as it was the land lady's night off. She met a friend at the local shopping centre on Thursday nights for a cuppa, snack and chin wag. She usually didn't get home until around nine.

The house was going to be all ours. Our hearts were beating faster than normal and we were floating on air with the thoughts of sharing ourselves with each other.

"Shit, mate, I said, "I can't wait to get home so I can love you to death."

"Yeah, Jimmy" Michael replied, "I feel the same way."

As I revved up the engine and moved off, I tapped Michael on his nearest upper thigh. I began massaging his upper leg and soon my hand was steering its way towards his groin. I was so randy for Michael, it wasn't funny. I took hold of his growing member and stroked it with a tenderness that expressed my desires.

The light was beginning to fade, so there was not much chance of any passing traffic seeing what I was doing. I really couldn't have given a fuck.

Michael responded by moving a little closer and cupping his hand over my cock. Needless to say I had already blown up again.

"Christ that's lovely," I murmured but I could see the pizza billboard ahead. "We had better stop," I continued, "the pizza place is not too far away."

We ordered our pizzas and waited for them to come out of the oven. We sat at the restaurant and ate them in ravenous fashion, not only because we were hungry but also because we were in a hurry to get to our cot.

It was near seven when we turned into the gates of our abode. We let the dogs out to roam and have a romp and enjoy their pizza while we scrambled for our gear and rushed up into the house.

I threw my stuff on my bed, shut my door and proceeded to Michael's bedroom. He was waiting for me. He had removed his top so I helped him take his sports shorts off. Then he undressed me. As Michael closed the door to his bedroom, we embraced in a sensuous celebration of togetherness.

The loving vibes seemed to reverberate all over our bodies as we expressed ourselves in sexual delicacies and delights. We moved our bodies in a sensual rhythm that aroused and inflamed. Our cocks twitched, our pecs flexed and our torsos swayed in harmony with our seductive forces.

We lowered ourselves onto Michael's bed our mouths moist with erotic juices, our tongues ravishing the exotic flavours and our lips earthy with the feel of one on one. Our hearts fluttered and our pulses accelerated as our blood pumped faster through our veins. As our skins sensitised and energy oozed from our beings, our love batons danced to the beat of a different drum. They were taking command and proudly displaying their newly found authority.

I moved my lips from Michael's and tongued his nipple. It was already a burning ember, the erect bud rising defiantly above the rosy nub. I excited it further with flicks and nibbles and licks of the erogenous zone.

His other nipple looked enticing so I pressed my mouth up against it releasing my swirling teaser around the cherry before I pouted my lips and attempted to pluck it from its cosy resting place. Michael's two fried eggs were under steam and sizzling.

Manoeuvring the tips of my tongue and nose with feather touch softness, I lapped and scented down his smooth swimmers torso jabbing and pressing his navel along the way until I found the tip of his convulsing cock. I kissed it, a tiny tender kiss on the piss hole. With my tongue extended I licked the back side of his shaft from the tip to his balls. By now Michael was wreathing with wanton desire. The flesh was his master.

His ball sack was now full and I sucked in one testicle and pivoted it around my palate. I popped it back out and took the other, bouncing it between my jaws with wild abandon. Michael moaned. Nuzzling my nose under his balls I found that spot between the bottom of the scrotum and his pucker and tormented the love zone with my tongue.

I ran my tongue back up the inside of his tool and latched hold of his head titillating the nerve ends with tiny prods while lubricating it with my saliva. I pushed down his pole sucking and tugging as I went. I took his size 8 deep into my throat and worked it over my taster with long, some times pampering and other times gluttonous advances down its length. After squeezing the head with my lips, I ran my tongue up and down both sides of his shaft and then grabbed it like a dog a bone.

Then having finished playing with his toy, in gradual doses I worked my way back up his frame to his mouth pleasuring him again with all those things I'd done on the way down. Our mouths were drawn together with lustful yearnings for each other while from the friction of their frantic brushing our crazed cocks went berserk. Our dicks were smouldering.

Michael threw his legs high up over my shoulders giving me easy entry to his arse hole. My eight incher found his rosette with such precision and I entered his love tunnel with such finesse gliding my thick server deep into Michael's snug hollow. At that moment I felt as though the earth had moved.

I lowered my body onto Michael's so that he could feel my full body weight and held him tight. Our bodies were one as he locked his casing around my beating ball buster. Our mouths still indulged in incestuous lashings and thrashings, cried out for relief but it was not forthcoming. Michael struggled to roll his arse but I held him down with my strength piercing his chasm that extra fraction with my rock hard, fully extended cock. My ass cheeks flexed tight, I pinned him there for some moments savouring our unity.

Releasing some of my body pressure, Michael began to gently pitch in and out as I slowly commenced to ride him. We parted our lubricated lips and breathed vigorously sucking in the air as our excitement rose. Our bodies bobbed in harmonious motion and our moaning became more prolonged.

My arousal was now in control of my body, my mind had no say in matters, and the tempo of our love making increased with a zest we couldn't contain. I plunged my column in and out of Michael's anal cavity and he surged with fervour blowing my senses. My thrusting intensified with long powerful strokes banging his prostrate. My balls were rebounding from his ass cheeks sending him delirious.

The pressure in my equipment was overbearing. The compression had reached its maximum, any more and my boiler would explode. I gave two more pumps of my piston and it broke the barrier. Semen shoot forth to my infinite pleasure filling Michael's cavity. I was in a hypnotic trance, my cock jerking wilfully as it surrendered its full load and my torso trembling in utter contentment.

My big wick was still alight and rigid. I was turned on like nothing before and I shoved my massive monolith back and forwards. This time I had taken Michael too far and I pushed him over the edge. He squirted his sticky hot cum juice to the top of my chest in an eye popping exhibition of raw energy and in a frenzy of ecstatic emotion.

Raising his head he licked the juices from my breasts before I poked my tongue into his fruit bowl to jointly feast on the sweet sap. We were spent and we hugged each other with immense feelings of love before we lay side by side to relax and recover from the intense sexual gratification that we had just enjoyed.

For some time we lay here just holding each others hand. That in itself was sufficient to relay the bond that there was between us.

"You know," Michael said, "I've only had it with a couple of guys before today. It was nothing as special as what it has been with you."

"Today's my first gay experience," I responded. "I've wanted you from almost the day we meet."

"That's strange," Michael advanced. "I had feelings for you then too."

I went on to explain the real reason I had come to Brisbane and how fortunate I felt in finding Michael. I told him that we had an ideal set up and we could be together almost when ever we wanted.

The landlady usually went to bed early and left us to watch TV so we had every night to do what pleased us. Also she went out at least twice a week, once to do shopping and the other time to have a game of bowls so we could take advantage of those occasions to add to our routine. As well we could also take ourselves off for the day when we were both free and find a secluded spot where we could enjoy each other. We virtually had it made.

Lifting my head from the pillow I looked Michael in the eyes and said, "I want you to take tomorrow off and we will travel up the coast to some beach resort and spend a long weekend together. This will cement our relationship. It will be like a honeymoon so to speak."

"Sounds cool," Michael affirmed with a big grin.

"It's a deal then," I excitedly replied. "We will leave straight after breakfast tomorrow."

There was a series of noises coming from within the house and then a voice asked, "Are you home, Michael?"

"Quick," Michael reacted, "It's Mum. Get under the bed."

I picked up my clothes and hastily ducked under the bed. I just managed to squeeze between the floor and the base of the bed when Michael's mother opened the door.

"Oh, you are there," She said in surprise. "Sorry, I thought you must have gone out."

"No, just having an early night," Michael said.

"Is everything all right," she inquired.

"Yeah, Jimmy and I are going up the coast tomorrow and we think we will stay for the weekend," Michael advised his mother.

"That sounds a good idea, son," she responded. "I think you are in need of a break. "That should do you the world of good. Is Jimmy having an early night too?"

"Yeah," Michael answered, "We might get going after breakfast."

"How was your tennis match, dear," she continued.

"Fine," Michael replied, "It was a bit exhausting." I could barely restrain myself from laughing.

"Okay, then, I'll let you get some sleep. I'm going to slip in for a shower and then I'll be going to bed myself. Sleep tight," she concluded as she turned off the light and closed the door.

"Night," Michael acknowledged.

I crawled from under the bed, dusting myself off and almost choking from the irritant. I waited until I was sure Michael's mum had secured herself in the bathroom before I made my retreat back to my room. Carefully I opened and shut my door with the least noise possible and hopped into bed. I was in need of a shower myself but it would have to wait till the morning.

I went to bed thinking about how well things had turned out and what a great afternoon it had been. Even Blue had settled in well and was getting along with Rover the landlady's male Labrador cross as though they were long lost mates. A couple of times I had spotted them trying to mount each other, their pink dicks protruding out on heat.

Next morning we rose refreshed and after we had cleaned up, thrown a few things together and had breakfast, Michael and I headed north for the Sunshine Coast. Blue wasn't happy about seeing me departing without him. He was a pretty obedient dog so I knew he would settle down and not cause to much disturbance.

We arrived just before ten at the resort and I went to reception and asked for a twin share unit. The lass said that they had a special going for a one bedroom, twin share containing one queen size bed and an extra large single as well as a spa for two. The price sounded a bargain for three nights so we snapped up the offer and booked ourselves in.

"The unit is not quite ready," the receptionist advised, "but if you would like to have a coffee in our cafeteria, by the time you have finished that, it should be available."

I looked at Michael and he nodded so we went off for a caffeine break.

I ordered a torte with my latte and Michael a round of toasted sandwiches. There was a crowd congregating to one side so we took ourselves to the other side of the cafeteria cum restaurant where we had a splendid view of the grounds and manicured gardens of the resort.

The gathered throng was starting to get a bit restless when this bubbly personality, obviously a staffer in resort uniform, appeared.

"I'm Jacki, your games coordinator," she said. "Tennis anyone?"

I looked at Michael and we both smiled, a broad infectious smile and with a tiny glint in our eyes.

Not long after they had all departed, we finished our coffee and collected the keys to our unit. It was a spacious unit with a massive bedroom and a large spa to one end that was open to the living area. It was fully self contained with a hostess size kitchenette with separate lounge and dining area.

There was an ensuite with shower recess and toilet attached to the bedroom. The bedroom had built in cupboards with sliding mirror doors that extended almost the full length of the room.

"This is like heaven," I said. I had never lived in such luxury.

Immediately I could feel romance in the air and I grabbed Michael before he had time to drop his bags. Swinging my arms around his waist, I pressed my body up against his so he could feel my hard on and smacked a big kiss on his pucker. He responded by clasping my cock and sticking his tongue into my trap, giving me one hellava sexy mouth massage. Sparks had already begun to fly.

I commenced to unbutton his casual shirt while Michael worked his hands up under my T shirt to my tits. He pinched them and they stood erect. His shirt was now loose and it slid of his arms onto the floor.

I moved my mouth down to his neck and kissed and licked it with my lips and tongue while at the same time massaging his tender skin with my nose. I travelled up to his ear lobs and gently pulled on them before sucking them also. Michael swooned and ripped my T shirt off.

After a passionate embrace Michael tenderly caressed my chest and pecs eventually zoning in on my ripe cherry nipples, teasing the buds making my body goose. I reached for his board shorts and pulled them down to his knees where they dropped to the floor. He had nothing else on. That's my man I thought.

"Let's go into the bedroom," I proposed.

I followed Michael down the passageway to the love chamber almost tripping myself in my eagerness to get my shorts off. Michael's rear view was spectacular. His broad shoulders, the arch in his back, his slim waist and his beautiful, full, round and firm butt turned me on. The crease between his ass cheeks was tight and so inviting.

When we made our playroom, I took Michael in my arms again. I wanted to see us together in the bedroom mirrors. These two handsome masculine hunks looked so perfect for each other. The contours of our frames, our toned torsos, our well developed limbs and our large equal size cocks prancing as if in a performance were erotic to say the least.

I gave Michael another smouch and our horns bumped. We went into a dirty dance, our cocks in a tantalising tango as we held each other cheek to cheek. The mirror images were intoxicating and raunchy.

Bending down I took Michael's lumber right up to the balls in one foul lunge of my mouth. He groaned. My mouth retracted and plunged down on his cock again and then slowly withdrew. My tongue swirled around his cock head and my lips pressed around the collar squeezing tightly, before I stretched his foreskin back and forwards in short tugging actions.

After licking the head and sparking the nerve ends, I tongued both sides of his dick, then descended down the whole shaft again. Michael was swaying to this exhilarating experience, no doubt, further aroused by the scene reflected in the cupboard mirror.

As I stood up, he pushed me onto the bed and went down on my erect flag pole and gave it the full treatment, licking and sucking, pulling and clamping my wanton wick. I was ecstatic and tossed and turned engulfed in a tormented fantasy. My head rose with each extra sensory lick and I saw visions of our escapade in the mirror.

We were both so randy and trying to resist the urge to cum.

" Fuck me," I cried. "Shove that hairy horn of yours right up me."

I threw my legs back over my head exposing my entry point. Michael stuck a finger up to prepare me for penetration.

"Fuck me," I yelled.

He took his big whopper and placed it on my button hole and pushed it hard into my anus until the head broke the seal.

"Aaah," I excreted. "shove it up me."

He glided his donk into my subway in a slow shunt to my prostrate. The pleasure was extreme and I relaxed into oblivion. As I surrendered to him completely, Michael rose and fell, his body entranced in rapturous sodomy.

We engaged in this long sexual intercourse, deriving all the pleasures we could from this period of heavenly bliss. It truly was a consummation of our love. The expressions of tenderness, the feelings of fulfilment, the giving and sharing of our bodies were the dreams of yesterday and the reality of today.

While coupled in carnal euphoria, we kissed flirtingly, then desirably and finally lustfully. With the tempo of emotions rising, our copulation increased with gusto until our rooting was more like rutting and we became enveloped in a sea of sexual gluttony. Michael's rapid fire barrel and my return action cylinder were pumping with such violent velocity that eventually something had to give.

We exploded in one with gasps of ecstasy. It was too much. It was unbelievable. It was just out of this world. We rolled around on the bed locked together absorbing the sheer satisfaction of our coupling. The gratification was mind boggling.

In time we lay contented on the bed glaring at the ceiling but on another planet. We rested there for what might have been an eternity.

The sun was dropping and the light dipping. We decided to continue our hedonism with a romp in the spa.

The jets of water spraying over our bodies as the spa filled was so relaxing and stimulating. It seemed to restore the energy in our bodies as we lay side by side soaking up the invigorating massage of the gushing torrents. As the tub filled aerated water took over and the tiny bubbles kneaded our muscles revitalising our whole beings.

I placed my hand on Michaels equipment cupping my fingers round his balls and pressing my thumb on the base of his shaft. Gently I rotated my hand and tenderly stretched this huge mass. He ran his arm over my shoulder and softly kissed me. I clutched the base of his shaft and tugged on it consecutively releasing and stretching the membrane until it rose like a submarine above the water level.

His arousal excited me and my own dick began to dance. Michael saw my urgency and rescued my member by comforting it with his hand, softly pacifying and reassuring it. It acknowledged the nursing by standing strong and tall, ready to embark on any mission.

Michael realising my stoking iron was on heat, stood up and straddled me with his legs, crouching down to allow my prod to swallow his bore hole. I eased my rod into his rectum and nailed him with my eight inch tool. He loved being secured and gyrated his arse to check the tension of the screw. It was all so bracing that my timber had to lay this stud and I drilled him with repeated surges until his hole bore witness to my heat.

Michael kindled by the fires within him stoked by embers generating an enormous bolt that thundered down his chasm. I had released all my energies into his conduit and he was electrified. I put my hand on his power driven point and I was stoked.

His motor was over revving so I had to bring it to a head. I wound up his piston and jerked it for all my life. It didn't take long to unload. After some palpitating and erratic surging his cock relaxed and it settled back to normal.

He collapsed back on top of me, his weight being reduced by the buoyancy of the water. The bubbles still pampering our flesh we slid into the water and submerged, resurfacing shortly with a feeling of completeness.

Michael unsheathed me from him, rolled over and glided back on top of me so that our cocks were in contact. We good humouredly pecked and caressed our lips relishing the moments we were spending with each other. We both had a sense of well being that we had never had before. The enrichment we had received by our togetherness of the last two days, we could never had imagined.

The day had gone without us noticing and we had to force ourselves to separate from each other. We needed to eat. Fish and chips on the beach in the moonlight sounded great.

We quickly showered, got dressed for the night, jumped in Michael's car and went and ordered our seafood. We sat on the beach front nibbling on our tucker watching the ocean perform its acrobats.

There were still a couple of surfers who couldn't break themselves away from catching another wave. It crossed my mind that you wouldn't catch me out there at this time of evening. I wouldn't be bait for any noahs. The odd gull was still around also and we feed them a few crumbs much to their raucous pleasure.

The sea breezes soothed our senses, the moonbeams created the mood and we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed. These were intimate, tender moments that were filling our hearts with so much joy. There was only one thing on our minds. We were continually wanting each other.

"How about we go for a skinny dip in the resort pool," I motioned.

"We can't do that," Michael responded.

"Why not," I said, "There will be no one around. We will have the pool to ourselves. Come on, it will be fun."

"Okay, count me in then," Michael agreed.

We stayed a while longer at the beach and then we made our way back to the resort. It was after ten and the residents were indoors. Late party goers would not come through the pool area so it was reasonably safe that we would have no intrusions.

We collected towels from our unit and found our way to the pool. It was large and irregularly shaped with little nooks and crannies where couples could canoodle if they so desired. We stripped off our clothes and silently slipped our bodies into the cool refreshing water. He hugged each other and kissed still in our euphoric state. We were oblivious to all around us.

Out of the blue, I noticed a foot on the edge of the pool and I looked up and standing there was this Adonis wrapped in a white resort towel. He had the body of a model and his tanned torso glimmered like a polished bronze statuette.

"Mind if I join you," he whispered. "I enjoy a skinny dip myself."

"Be our guest," Michael replied.

With that he dropped his towel and his most striking feature yet was on display. His flaccid cock must have been almost the size of ours when erect. It was cocooned in two egg size balls that had been shaven. Even his pubes looked as though they had been trimmed. His whole body was smooth except for the brush above his cock.

He turned around to lever himself into the water. He had an all over tan. His buns were so brown and beautifully round. They were firm and well conditioned accentuating the division between them. As he bent down we had the vision of his butt opening and his long cock daggling down between his thighs. Fuck, I was turned on.

He immersed himself in the water and when he reappeared said, "So what are you guys up too."

Michael said, "Where here for the weekend, having a bit of a break."

"Me too," he replied. "I'm up from Canberra relaxing before my next shoot."

"Into modelling then," I said.

"Well, I do a bit of that but this is for a movie." he replied.

"Interesting work," Michael continued.

"Yeah, not bad," he answered. "So what have you got planned for the rest of the night."

"Probably we will just go to bed," I said, in retrospect thinking that sounded a bit funny.

"How would you like to see some of my movies then," he suggested.

"Can't think of much better to do," I lied.

"Well," he said, "when we are finished here come up to my room and I will entertain you. Room 241 by the way and I'm Jake."

He swam across the lagoon and we admired the outline of his biceps, back, butt and pins as he casually stroked his way. What a specimen of a man, so beautifully defined in every way. He was leaving a very horn blowing impression.

"This should be interesting," Michael commented.

"I reckon," I said.

We stayed in the water for a while but the urge to see this guy's movies was distracting our focus. We thought we might towel off and wait for him. Jake could see our eagerness to take up his offer and came back to our side of the pool.

"I think I've had enough," he said as he levered himself out of the pool.

I could barely watch for fear I would disgrace myself but the voyeur in me said you can't miss this. I caught sight of Jake's fabulous body again and my cock responded.

He draped his towel around his waist and said, "Okay, guys, let's go."

He had a luxury apartment with the finest furnishings and fittings. He had a mammoth round bed located in the middle of a spectacular bedroom with mirrors covering three quarters of the wall area. The bed looked out over the lush greens and verdant fairways of the resort golf course. A spa twice as big as the one in our unit was situated at window level also overlooking the magnificent course.

"Shit, what a turn on," I thought, my eyes bulging.

He walked us back to the lounge area and said he would get us a drink. He brought us a beer each. The unit had a fully stocked bar but a beer was fine. That's all I drank anyway.

"I'll put one of my movies on. Make yourself comfortable," Jake said. "I might have a shower and freshen up before I do. Would anyone else like a shower?" he added.

"I'll be right," we both said in unison not knowing what the offer entailed. If it was to be with him I would have had a different answer.

`Boys out for a Ride', the movie was called and I could tell it wasn't going to be just your ordinary movie. I'd never seen a gay porno before but this was good. Seeing Jake screwing and being screwed as well as sucking and being sucked (the list goes on) and here we were in his apartment was too much.

Subconsciously I began to jerk my cock and I had this huge hard on in no time. I was fascinated by what I was watching but also alight with sexual desire. In a daze I unzipped my fly so I could get a better handle on my erection. I was really going like a bat out of hell. Michael looked over and gave me the eye. It was too late Jake had emerged from his shower and had returned dressed in a white towelling dressing gown.

"Good to see you're enjoying yourself," he said. "Here, make yourself more comfortable," he suggested as he proceeded to remove my daks. It was then that I got a whiff of his aromatic cologne.

I had no qualms about being naked and removed my top. After all we had just been swimming in the nude together. Michael must have decided it was a good idea and he immediately stripped off too.

"I can't be the one out on a limb here," Jake indicated and he released his robe and threw it on a spare couch. "How about we all sit together" he went on.

We all positioned ourselves in a three seater sofa and we were all jerking off. Jake's cock blew up to what must have been nearly ten inches. It was overwhelming. It was putting mine to shame. I'd never seen anything that large, not that I'd seen that many.

I was so excited I wanted to go down on Jake and have my way with his giant dick. We were all pretty much in a state of sexual lust when Jake suggested that we should go and have some fun on the big bed.

The bed had a white satin covering over it and when we had all laid down on it, it began to rotate and sensual music invaded the room. The lights dipped and the mood was awe inspiring. I couldn't believe what was happening.

"Now I want you guys to suck me off and then I'm going to root you both," Jake advised. I had no problems with that. "Here tie me up first," he called throwing us some laces that he seemed to pluck from nowhere. "There are rings attached around the bed that you can tie the laces too." he explained.

Michael tied his legs while I tied his arms, then we set about having our way with this stud. There was plenty of cock for both of us and we went to town licking and sucking gnawing and tugging, flicking and swallowing his requisites, not just the shaft but the balls and sack as well. He tried to roll but was restrained. He tried to lift his head but could only raise it fractionally from the bed. He was helpless and at our disposal.

We took full advantage and he cried out in anguish. His scrotum enlarged and his cock was as tight as a nail. I lunged down on the full pylon trying to take it all. It was too much but I was in no doubt from his cries that he had enjoyed the thrill.

Michael took over and teased his head with his tongue continually coming back to stick his tip in his piss hole. Jake was groaning with delight.

We lubricated his cock well with our saliva and together we run our clasped hands up his rod sometimes both at once and other times alternatively. Then in unison, I ran my fingers lightly up both sides of his rod. He was captured in a pound of animal lust from which he could not escape.

"No more," Jake yelled, "I want to fuck you now."

But we didn't stopped. We continued to give him the full treatment. This is what he had asked for and we were obliging.

I swallowed his cock head and bit lightly on the collar while Michael attended to the rest of his shaft. Michael took his balls in his mouth while I stroked and sucked his pulsating python. We continued to excite and arouse him.

"Let me loose," Jake screamed. "Press that button on your left hand side," he beckoned me.

I acceded to his request and pushed a button that was there. The rings holding Jake to the bed released and he was free to have his will.

"Righto guys, you're going to feel my full furry," he told us.

He rolled Michael raising his arse so that it would be level with his member. His gigantic tool was on target over Michael's bull's eye. With tremendous force he powered it into the opening, the head engaging the tight ring. Michael hollowed.

"Sit on his shoulders and lean right over him," Jake instructed.

I promptly obeyed straddling my legs across Michael's shoulders facing the back of his head and then stretching out as far as I could across the bed.

My immediate thought was that my arse hole was fully exposed to Jake's hungry eyes. It was no surprise when Jake lowered his mouth and poked his tongue in my medallion. I was beside myself.

With Michael having no where to go, Jake continued his penetration of Michael's passageway. You could hear Michael whine with each jerk Jake made. Then suddenly there was this huge `Aaaah' as Michael's sphincter relaxed and Jake's throbbing tool worked his way to Michael's prostrate.

Jake slapped Michael on his arse cheeks and Michael responded with another moan. He slapped them again as he rode Michael like a camel. Jake's greed was insatiable. While moving in and out of Michael's anus he was now rimming my man hole with fervent licks and pokes into my rectum. His appetite was voracious and I thought he was going to have my whole cherry pie for supper.

Meantime Michael was getting the pounding of his life. I couldn't tell whether he had taken all of Jake's wanger but from the sounds of his groans he was getting plenty. My turn was yet to come but I had no time to think about that. With this sex star munching and slicing my cake hole, I was in seventh heaven.

Michael exhausted and imprisoned accepted the punishment without further ado. In fact he was even enjoying it as he chorused his capitulation with oohs, aahs and umms interspersed with whatever sounds he could conjure.

"Okay, mate, It's your turn," Jake indicated tapping me on the back

He slowly retracted his dick out of Michael's holding bay and Michael released a euphoric note of contentment.

As I rolled off Michael onto my back, Jake clasped my legs and drew my body up to his. He up ended by legs so he had perfect access to my rosette.

"Now Michael, I want you to straddle Jimmy's mouth so he can suck your cock and at the same time I want you to lean over so you can suck Jimmy's cock," Jake ruled.

Michael did as was ordered and Jake made his move on my love hole. I felt his pile driver pierce my tunnel and I wrenched. It was some size and I knew it.

Michael had already begun sucking my dick but I wasn't quite as eager to start on Michael's.

Jake popped his cock head and I wondered what in the hell he was doing. Within an instance he had stuck one of his large fingers up by rectum, then it was two and almost as suddenly it was three.

"Fuck," I yelped.

Jake twisted them round my cavity and my colon relaxed. Sensing I had yielded he withdrew his digits and thrust his mammoth man eater into my bum. This time my arse avidly accepted his throbbing tool and it slid into my pipe line with incredible suction. My mind went agog.

This giant force was invading my nether regions in an all conquering display of power. It retreated and attacked repeatedly advancing little by little with each new insurgence.

I was on my defensive waiting for the big one when Jake would give me his full artillery. It came in one surprise offensive which blew me to kingdom come. The roars and the commotion that followed the barrage was deafening.

I felt his missile assault pounding my fox hole as his cannon retorted and refired. I grabbed Michael's cock and greased his barrel with my mouth. He had already taken mine to the back of beyond and back and I was ready to explode. As I wildly consumed Michael's meat, I let go a battery of bullets that peppered his palate. Michael gulped and swallowed it all in one.

Michael was so charged he retrieved his weapon, lubricated it well with his saliva and made a concerted assault on rendering the fire power useless. The aggressive action soon bore results and a fountain of cum soared into the air in a blaze of glory.

The silence after the storm you wouldn't believe. Jake stopped the bed rotating and we lay enfolded in each others bodies. Three exhausted naked males lay stretched out on a canvas that even Michaelangelo would have been proud of. We did not move from the bed until mid morning.

When my eyes did open from time to time the nude reflections of our bodies in the mirrors around the room were grand and sensuous. The images were so beautiful and erotic that I couldn't think of a more glorious sight.

When we did decide to rise we ordered room service and had a brunch sent up. Jake had planned the day out for us.

"How about we have a game of golf, take lunch and then a long spa before I shout you for dinner tonight." he offered.

"Gee, that's tremendous," I said. "That's very generous of you."

"No sweat," he replied. "It is a pleasure to have met two great guys."

We played our round of golf hitting balls all over the paddock but finally dropping them into a cup. Occasionally they would get caught in a trap or a bit of brush but a delicate stroke or a heavy swing would get them out of trouble. The best feeling was when you clobbered one straight down the middle so it landed in the fairway or when you hit the green and trickled one into the hole.

The most exciting time though was when we reached the nineteenth and we had all these men in the locker room running around starkers. I thought all my Christmases had come at once.

We took lunch and went back to Jake's apartment to fill the afternoon in with a long relaxing spa. We were lazing around generally enjoying each others company when the subject got back to the night before.

"You know, you guys would make good models for porno movies," Jake announced.

"Really," I replied with a sparkle in my eye.

"Yeah, and if you want I could put in a good word for you," Jake added. "I know they are looking for fresh new talent and I reckon you fit the bill."

"I'd be in on that if they would take me," I said.

"Well I'll give it a go for yah," Jake responded.

"You better leave me out," Michael interrupted.

"Oh, that's fine," Jake replied. He proceeded to get out of the spa. "I've got something for you guys. It's a little present for giving me such a good time last night."

He went to a camera strategically focused on the bed above the spa and took out a video. It's a memento of our session together. I hope you enjoy it."

I was flabbergasted but very excited. "Thanks," I said. Jake walking around in the nuddy stretching and bending as he did made me feel very sexy but receiving this video was something else again and I became very aroused.

Jake could see that and directed his question to me, "You can fuck me if you want."

I was over the moon. "You can too, Michael," he said.

"Oh, let me at it," I said Quickly towelling down, I made for the love nest. "Come here you handsome hunk," I said.

Jake followed me over and when he had rested on the bed I immediately went for his cock. This ten inch beauty I had to have. Ravenously I placed my mouth over the head and it was then that I appreciated its size. I then moved my mouth along the shaft as far as I could go. There still seemed an everest to go.

I groped it as though I'd been starved for days. The thrill of having such a colossal cock in my gob was so ribald my desire to fuck this guy was growing with intensity by the moment. I was at my wits end to show this guy how good I was and I drew on all my creative skills to send him crazy.

When I knew his frenzy was at its peak, I lifted his legs and placed a pillow under them and instantly descended on his ring. Without any further ado, his opening was large anyway, I punctured his sphincter and impaled my dick in his chamber.

With my emotions at fever pitch I ran rampant in Jake's love canal, frantically launching myself as far up as I could and banging my balls against his ass cheeks. He was getting my full eight inches and loving it.

With continual immersions into his rectum Jake was horny and spilt his load all over his body. I kept pumping as he begged me to stop. I knew I had him at my whim and I was incensed with lust but my emotions were at their limit and I could not hold too long.

With one powerful insertion I released my cum into his colon and cried out in ecstatic joy. We held each other tight as we rolled and tossed as one, the sweat and cum greasing our bodies reducing the friction.

Our mouths clinched in a desperate attempt to prolong the joy. Our mating had been carnal, our libidos had run amuck. Our union had satisfied our greed and we relished just being one as long as we could. We lay clasped in each other arms until our bodies had restored some normality.

The day was almost over and we needed to get ready for dinner. Michael and I made our departures and went back to our unit to prepare for the night.

We made a fine looking trio at dinner. We had dressed in our best and we dined on the best. The cuisine was the finest and the wine, a Stanthorpe red was superb.

We told Jake we were going to spend the night with each other and Jake had no problems with that. He told us that we would be leaving mid morning as he had been called on location a day earlier to deal with some preliminary matters. He told me he would put in a word for me in his next movie and I was tickled pink about that. He said there was a good c

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