He radiates raw masculinity and unbridled sexuality. Compact built, 5’5”, black crew cut hair, mat brown complexion, around 30. One solid block of muscles. Strong as an ox, precise in his movements. His strong muscular jaws tell me that this is not a man to mess with. His T-shirt is worn, showing his strong shoulders and pectorals. His jeans are worn to the thread and show his knees. He gives me a hard-on as soon as he comes close to me.

His friends knick named him, “El Toro”, the Bull. They could not have chosen a more appropriate name! Toro loves fighting. His mom took him out of school as he was bullying the other kids mercilessly. A friend teaches him the tricks of dirty boxing. He enrolls in a karate school and soon gets his black belt. In his free time he is a boxer, and he fights to win. He will not let anyone dominate him.

Fighters like Toro excite me. I love watching a fight, and I often jack off while watching a boxing match. Each blow makes my dick stand up. I try to come at the same time as the knock-out. For me, Toro is the ultimate fighter. A real he-man! I fantasize this fighter subduing me, with no way to go, even trying as hard as I can. He’ll keep me in this strong lock, and I’ll be at his mercy and he’ll do with me whatever he well pleases.

He paints our house. He’ll come for five days. At lunch we laugh and talk. His voice is strong and confident. He eats for two. Since Toro started painting our house, Carlos, my lover, comes home for lunch every day. Carlos devours Toro with his eyes, hangs on his lips. After lunch I’ve to jack-off to release the tension.

At night Carlos and I talk about Toro. We both get hard-ons as soon as our minds shift to him. We fantasize how to get Toro in between us. We’re getting all exited, eating each other as that first night. I try to take Carlos the way Toro would do it. I kiss Carlos harder and deeper, pull his arms taught above his head, immobilizing the top part of his body. Carlos squirms under me and I do my utmost to control him. I start to hurt Carlos just a little and he becomes so excited that I increase the pain. I’ve never done that before; Carlos would never let me be so rough with him, but today he’s another man. And I am Toro. It releases my animal sexuality and there is no stopping. I bite his butt, rub the stubbles of my beard over his ass. With a flat hand I slap Carlos’s butts. “Harder”, he cries. I pull his head back rubbing his neck with my two-day old beard. Carlos jerks and manages to get on his back and I attack his breast. With my full hand I rub his nipples real hard and when he tries to push my hands away, I dive my mouth onto his tits. Carlos gasps. I pull him to the corner of our bed, push him on his side and I pull one legs over my shoulder, to enter him deeper than ever. One arm folds around his leg and I start fondling his dick. My other hand looks for his ass and I push a wet finger in as deep as I can. He squeezes it hard. I wet another finger and enter both. He cries out in joy when I touch his prostate. I wet my dick with Carlos’s pre-cum and enter him. I’m so excited that I push my dick in all at once. My dick gets in deeper than ever. Carlos cries out in pain, but I won’t let up. He squeezes my dick hard, very hard, making me his prisoner. After a while he relaxes and starts moving his butt. I pull my dick out almost entirely, very, very slowly, and Carlos moans louder and louder. I enter him abruptly, penetrating him deeper and deeper with each stroke. I feel cum accumulating in my dick, my whole body tenses and I’m about to explode. I smear Paco’s precum over the head of his glorious dick and start to masturbate him. Carlos moans louder and louder. I feel his dick tensing, throbbing. His cum squirts out and with each squirt I feel the spastic contractions of his anal muscles around my dick. With each contraction I’m closer to cuming. I can’t hold it any longer and explode, loading Carlos with my hot cum. He gasps when he feels my cum engulfing him deeply. I’m completely exhausted and bathing in sweat. So is Carlos. I fall on top of him and kiss him ardently. “You never made love to me like that before”, he says. “It was Toro who took you” I said, and we both laughed. I am sure he was fantasizing about Toro too.

Toro couldn’t fall asleep: dreams about Carlos and Marco keep him awake. These guys turn him on and obviously they have an eye on him as well. He sees Carlos walking by him so closely that he could feel him. Just like this morning, he feels his dick reacting. And he was dying to take that stud Marco! His hands move down to his dick and he starts to masturbate slowly, careful to not wake up his wife. In his mind he sees Marco pulling the cheeks of his ass apart and his anus begs for his dick. He takes Marco doggy-style. He feels Marco squirming but he has him in a strong hold: he won’t get away! Ultimate pleasure engulfs him and he wants to moan but he can’t: that would wake up Eva. Instead, he opens his mouth as wide as possible to breathe silently, doubling the pleasure. Marco squeezes his dick rhythmically, causing a delicious pain. His hand moves to Marco’s dick and he feels tension building up in his calves. He wants to move but can’t without making noise. The trembling moves upward to his crotch, but he has to lay still not to wake up Eva. He feels his dick thicken and he knows that the cum is moving upward. Even at the point of coming, he has to lay still. It’s a torture, a delicious torture! He tries not to cum, but it’s too late. The built-up tension releases itself with unimaginable force. He cups his dick with one of his hands and feels the cum shooting forcefully into it. He tries to control the trembling, laying there motionless, silently, overcome with the greatest satisfaction imaginable.

The next night, Toro dreams of Carlos fucking him. He tries to resist but once Carlos starts rubbing his ass, he knows that he’s lost. When Carlos’ dick slides in, he feels precum welling up. Being subdued by Carlos gives him such satisfaction that he decides then and there to give himself to Carlos. He’ll to find every pretext possible to be close to these two guys.

The work advances rapidly, too rapidly for us, and on Friday we pay him and say good-bye. He slaps us on our shoulder, as if we were his amigo, and his touch burns our skins. We ask him to stay for a beer but he wants to go home, to his wife and kids. We feel let down. We goofed, couldn’t entice him.

Slowly Toro walks to the bus station, cursing himself of being such a wimp. “Why didn’t you accept the invitation for a beer, you asshole?” he mutters to himself. Instead of taking the bus, he goes for a drink. His mind is torn between “the guys” and Eva. He has another beer and decides in favor of Eva. He walks to the bus station, just to see the last bus to his pueblo leave. Fate has decided his choice.

My heart skips a beat when I see Toro at our doorstep. I feel my dick swelling when I let him in. A few hours ago, Toro the painter had left, and now Toro, our amigo, had come back!

Toro takes a shower, calls for a towel. When I walk into the bathroom, I see him in his full glory, slowly masturbating his fully erect dick. In my fantasies I always knew what to do: I would drop on my knees and take that beautiful dick into my mouth, licking and kissing and sucking it as if there were no tomorrow. Faced with reality I reddened and could only utter: “Dios mío, you are so beautiful, so strong”. I stared as his beautiful dick, longer and thicker than I had ever imagined. It slightly bent upward, and I felt it already entering me. Toro gave me a sly smile.

“Don’t just stand there, dude” he says “Come on and dry my back”. I tense as I touch his body. I dry his neck, his muscular shoulders, his strong back, slowly working my way down. When I reach his beautiful ass, Toro spreads his legs. I squat down, steadying me by holding on to his legs and hesitantly dry the inside of his thighs. The sight of his ball sack is awesome. Slowly I move the towel upwards till I reach his ass. I towel dry it as delicately as possible. Toro moans. Longer than needed I continue to rub his anus and he moans even louder, moving his ass around and around. “This damn macho wants to be fucked!” flashes through my head. I get up, turn him around and start to dry the front of this beauty. When I start toweling his tits, he leans backwards and moans. I make circular movements around his tits and then, all of a sudden rub them real hard. Toro groans. My towel moves downward, passing his tough abdomen to reach his jewels. His dick is glistering with precum. I can’t resist it any longer and go on my knees, taking his monster-dick into my mouth. My tongue gives the head the royal treatment exploring all the crevices around his foreskin. When I dart my tongue into his pisshole, he shudders. Slowly I enter his dick into my mouth, as deep as I can without gagging. Toro puts his hands at the back of my head and face-fucks me vigorously. With every thrust he pushes his dick in even deeper, deeper into my throat. I’m in heaven.

I move my hands to his ass, and my fingernails push deep into his butts. I feel other fingers on Toro’s butt: Carlos’s! He must have come in without me noticing it! Our fingers meet at the entrance of Toro’s asshole. His are greasy with KY and slide in easily. Mine slide in with his. Carlos turns his fingers around and Toro groans. I feel precum oozing out of Toro’s dick, and I eagerly swallow it.

I’ve never seen Carlos so excited! His dick is ready at the entrance of Toro’s fuck hole. I pull the cheeks of Toro’s ass fully apart, and Carlos pushes his dick in. Toro moans. Carlos moves in and out, slowly at first but increasingly more forceful. More precum flows into my mouth. My hands now embrace Carlos’s butt and I slam him into Toro. Both moan. Carlos slams his dick in harder and harder and with each thrust Toro rams his dick further back into my throat.

When I can’t take it any longer, I get up, roll a condom over Toro’s dick and grease the inside of my ass. As I position my ass, Toro impales his dick into me without mercy. He slaps his arms around me and squeezes me so strongly that I gasp for air. He bites my neck and his callous hands rub my tits. He moves his hands down to my dick, masturbating it slowly. When I can’t tolerate it any longer, I push his hands away. He moves his strong hands in between my legs, pulls me up, thrusting his dick even deeper inside me. This is the man I had longed for! Pure uninhibited muscular masculine sex.

I feel the thrusts of both dicks and it feels as being taken by two men. Carlos starts to heave and moan. I feel his cum squirting inside Toro. With each squirt, Toro’s dick stands up inside me. Toro starts to tremble and cries out: “I’m cuming, oh, Dios mío, I’m cuming”. I feel his dick throbbing inside me, and with animal force he squirts his load into me, cuming repeatedly. The essence of Toro is inside me. He trembles and shakes uncontrollably and I feel more cum squirting inside me. I can’t hold it any longer and cum. We fall over each other and I feel kisses and warm bodies all over me.