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Subject: "A Trial Of Strength" - Part 445 by Rob Williams TRIAL OF STRENGTH - PART 445 By Rob Williams CHAPTER 445 ? "TWO MEN IN A DERELICT WAREHOUSE" IN THIS CHAPTER: At the Grady House gathering of the tribe Randy has been punished by Uncle Mike for screwing around with Seth. He now seeks to regain the respect of Mike and the trust of his lover Bob. Meanwhile, the macho construction worker Seth and the sexy young mechanic Larry roar off on a Harley and end up in a derelict warehouse where their hormones rage and they get down and dirty on the muddy floor. __________________________________________________ ___________________ ************ In the previous chapter *************** At the big gathering of the tribe at the Grady House it was party time ? except when it wasn't. Uncle Mike, the owner of a leather bar in Palm Springs, was there with his boy Larry. Randy and Bob loved and respected Mike, still handsome and in great physical shape although he was pushing sixty. He had the wisdom of experience with men and he too admired and loved the two founders of the tribe. "What you two have is unique," Mike told them. "I have never see such a gorgeous couple so much in love. With a one in a million chance you once stumbled across each other in a scruffy beer bar and fell in love ? crazy in love. And you've built this incredible tribe of guys who idolize you. Perfect, right?" Well, not exactly. Mike and Bob had been strolling around the extensive grounds of the Grady House when they came to a secluded area and found Randy and the new construction worker Seth lying on the ground with their dicks out. Mike hit the roof. "I don't fucking believe you, boy. Ain't you already stirred up enough shit with that almighty dick of yours? Every guy you see you have to dominate by fucking him. But what about this gorgeous man here you claim to love more than your own life? How do you show it? By rubbing his nose in your own dirt and expect him to sit back, smile and wait patiently for you to finish pumping your sperm in the ass of your latest conquest." "Ah, chill out, old timer," Randy grinned, "you're overreacting ? it's just sex. This is who I am, dude, your basic stud. Can I help it if guys beg me to fuck them? That's why they look up to me, why Bob loves me, calls me his caveman. He don't care when I fool around with other guys." "He don't eh? You don't think his stomach gets knotted up when he stumbles across you shagging your brains out? When he's home waiting for you, wondering which of the guys you're banging this time? Listen up, boy, I may be a lot older than you but I've spent years throwing belligerent drunks out of my bar, a lot of them tougher and meaner than you. You see one loud-mouthed prick you've seen `em all." Owning his bar for so long Mike lived in a world of leather and bikers, some of them mean and grizzly who fucked with no holds barred ? as Mike did now. Using skills he had learned long ago he jackhammered the gypsy's ass in ways Randy had never felt, ways that sent shards of pain from his ass all through his shattered body. While the men and boys watched, Mike punished him savagely until Randy's great strength ebbed. With tears streaming from his eyes he stammered, "What do you want from me, man?" "Ah, good," Mike panted, "we're at the bargaining point. OK, first of all I want you to acknowledge in front of all these men what an asshole you are." Randy gritted his teeth but when Mike plunged in deep he yelled, "OK, I'm an asshole ... I'm a fucking asshole." "Better. Now I want you to apologize to Bob for being an asshole. Unless you want more of this ..." He slammed his ass again and Randy screamed, "I'm sorry, Bob, for the way I treated you. I'm sorry for being such an asshole to you." "Good, and last I wanna hear you submit, boy. I wanna watch you bust your load all over that glorious body and admit defeat." He ramrodded him harder and Randy yelled, "OK, I submit ... I can't take any more ... I give up ... aaagh!!" Semen blasted from his cock and splashed down on his heaving chest, onto his agonized face and stubbled jaw, mixing with the tears streaming down his face while Mike tensed and his cock erupted deep in the gypsy's shattered ass. After a lot of heavy breathing Mike pulled out and staggered to his feet. There was a burst of applause from the crowd but Mike waved it off. "Ah, I'm too old for this shit," he grinned. "Come here, Larry, and let your old man lean on you." He pulled Randy to his feet and left him standing naked and dazed in the middle of the clearing. Zack walked forward, grabbed Randy's wrist and raised his arm high, to raucous cheers from the men and boys of the tribe, a tribute to their leader. "So," Mark said quietly to Bob amid the cheers. "What happens now? Has that busted up the party? Can it survive this? Do we all go home, or what?" Everyone was wondering the same thing when their host Mario stepped forward. A warm smile lit his handsome Italian features and his lyrical, accented voice rang clear. "Signori, amici. Tea and sandwiches are now being served on the lawn. And I imagine some of you will want something stronger, so just name your preference. Dinner will be served at seven-thirty and don't worry about drinking too much as nobody will be driving because Grady and I invite you to stay the night. There are rooms for you all, with perhaps a little ... `ow do you say ... doubling up?" He smiled playfully. "As the saying goes, `Domani ? un altro giorno' ? `Tomorrow is another day'." Mario smiled as they applauded and Bob whispered to Mark, "Well, officer, I guess that answers your question. Let's see what happens now. There's a whole lot of mopping up to do after this." *********************** CHAPTER 445 ************************ Randy