California Beefcake Boys #3

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California Beefcake Boys #3: A David Carter Studios publication featuring vintage afro era black on black action from Tom Craine and Drake.

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& DRAKE
Tom Craine had been training at Mark Stienburg's Gym for about four years. Stienburg's Gym has attracted many of the finest bodybuilders from the en- tire country. Tom Craine was no exception. Tom caught my atten- tion when I saw him winning every physique contest he en- tered. Tom had finished his workout of twenty sets per body part. Tom was training for the upcoming Mr. West Coast con- test. He was looking his best from his recent Mr. United States I.M.A. Contest. We both show- ered and cleaned up. I promised Tom that we would go up and take some physique photos to see how he improved in the last several weeks. On the way up to Malibu Can- yon, Tom told me about a new top-notch bodybuilder coming out from the East Coast. When I heard what his measurements were from Tom, I was almost too impressed for words. I asked Tom how he knew that this big Mr. East Coast prize-winning bodybuilder was coming out here. He told me that he made contact with this superstar when they both went to a bathhouse to relax after the Mr. United States I.M.A. After they both took a sauna and steambath together, Tom suggested to the other bodybuilder that he come out to the West Coast and train awhile. It was known around Stienburg's Gym that Tom had been looking for a training partner to work out with for a long time.
Tom Craine photographed by David Carter in the 70s.
Tom called him at his new apartment. Drake was working late last night at the foundry. We went over to his place to pick him up. Tom convinced Drake that it would be a good idea to have his picture taken also. When Drake came out, I had no doubts about the measurements that he possessed. Tom did not exaggerate the size of his twenty- one-inch arms that bulged out of his T-shirt. Under the tight fabric, I caught glimpses of his super-thick, rock-hard pecs. Both Tom and Drake had got- ten into the back seat of my car as we drove up to the canyon. When we got up there Tom wanted me to photograph him first. Tom slowly stripped down as he glanced at Drake. Drake wandered off into a distant grassy field. Tom did not want me to see that he was starting to get a slight erection as he looked at Drake, walking off into the grassy field. When Tom un- draped, I was impressed to see such a rock-hard set of full muscular thighs. The entire leg area was covered with huge prominent veins that were the result of very hard work. Tom did not have one ounce of fat on his entire body! He struck one, then another nude pose, as he kept glancing over at Drake, in the grassy field. Drake was looking at us in the distance, and it ap- peared to me that he had been taking a leak in the tall grass for a long time now. Tom again glanced over at Drake as his hands ran down his waist, then closer to his penis. Drake turned around, showing Tom his tight, round, hard pair of buns. Tom's penis seemed to respond, as delightful sensations ran through Tom's body and into his cock. He stared intently and could feel himself becoming aroused more and more as Drake flexed his arms and went through his posing routine. Tom then looked down and ran his hands across his stomach muscles and chest. Tom flexed his muscles harder, as if to show me without words that he was as developed
as Drake was. Beads of sweat ran down his body. Sunlight and shadow moved across Tom's body as the breezes blew in from the ocean. The muscles on Tom's body were displayed from many angles as if they were cast in dark brown metallic steel. Light would reflect from them, and from different angles they were displayed from the ever- changing light that filtered through the trees above us. Tru- ly, Tom deserved his Mr. United States title, as he possessed one of the most rock-hard bodies I had ever seen. Tom kept glanc- ing over at Drake. Tom much have felt insecure as Drake was not only large but also would catch Drake staring at him in the distance.
Drake photographed by David Carter
vintage 70s black bodybuilder with afro
Tom turned around. Tom and Drake, like most other top body- builders, were super discreet in their relationships, and did not want anyone, including myself, to know whether they were straight or gay. When Tom turned around, his position allowed him to look at Drake without making it apparent to me that he was going out of his way to do so. I watched the rock- hard ass of Tom Craine move in provocative positions as he stared at Drake, doing some- thing in the grass. Tom did some fantastic back poses for me, and then moved his hands down to the front of him where I could
not see what it appeared to me he was doing. His hand was down on his back as it seemed to be- come more difficult for him to resist this unbelievable rock- hard statue like the body of Drake. These two huge muscle- men looked like two giant titans as they stared at each other in the distance, each trying to decide who was to make the first overt advance. Chills of pleasure ran down Tom's entire body as he watched Drake again slowly move back his T-shirt and display his mam- moth pectorals. Drake reached up and gently rubbed his nipple. He then flexed his pectoral or chest muscle a couple of times. Tom was sweating more and more as he was becoming aroused at the subtle advances of Drake in the distance. Drake rubbed his huge chest and placed his hands in the folds of his shirt. I could hardly wait to see Drake undress, but right now I was busy watching Tom. Tom rubbed his round cheeks now and spread them open some- what. He threw a last pose. His wide back cast a shadow on the ground and it looked as if Tom could take off. Drake tried to outdo Tom in the distance.
Tom turned around and I noticed now that he had some- what of an erection. Tom reached his hand down and touched his enlarged shaft, wish- ing that he could, in my pres- ence, place it into the hard muscular ass of Drake. Neither of these two giants dared to in- dulge in any overt sex activity in front of me with each other, as that would blow their cover they both had down at Stienburg's Gym. Tom's erection grew larger. He lay down on a sheet he brought with him because he told me that he wanted to so some reclining poses. Drake in- stinctively knew what he needed to do. He walked off into the grass until I could see him no more in the distance. By now, Tom's shaft throbbed with plea- sure and he could not stand the almost unbearable sensations he felt when he imagined himself holding Drake in his arms. He wanted Drake closer to him until
their penises touched. They would embrace each other and each reach for the super muscu- lar rock-hard asses that they both possessed. I envisioned these two drawing closer to each other, and each, in violent pas- sion, driving their erect penises into each other's loins, where, I am sure, Tom wished his hot rod could be right now. Tom reached down again for his penis and jacked off that throbbing shaft faster and faster. Tom's muscles tensed in the re- clining position. His head rolled from side to side as he could feel that hot load of cum slowly work its way up to the head of his un- circumsized shaft. I wondered how Drake would have felt, I am sure he was seeing this, wishing that both of them could be alone. Drake would have placed his mouth around that boner, and then would take it to the very bottom. Tom's penis grew a little longer and then he emitted moaning sounds. Tom got closer and closer to climax, until I could see the first drop of cum shoot out from his cannon-like cock. The drop flew over his en- tire body and landed on his right thigh. The second big thrust of his cock dropped a larger load that was too heavy to spill out completely away from his cock.
His creamy juice ran down his round moist head and dripped over his hand, down to his pubic hair. His matted hair soaked up his cum. A third and fourth thrust brought out more and more cream that I am sure was for Drake. After eight or nine thrusts, Tom was squeezing out the last drop of cum from his penis. Tom wiped himself off. He must have been disappointed that he could not put that huge cock up Drake's ass. Tom left and sat in the distance. I called Drake. He came up and began striking poses. I could see why Tom left disappointed that he did not dare come out and passionately grab this giant bodybuilder. Drake wanted to show me how much bigger he was than Tom. Indeed he was, but he was not quite as defined as Tom was. He buried his hand between his giant chest muscles. They must have been at least six inches thick. His huge arms bulged out of his T-shirt and measured at least twenty-one inches. He slowly took off his shirt and I could see that Drake also possessed a rock-hard stomach. He turned around and looked at Tom in the distance.
Tom was up on a hill, watching Drake as he now slowly unbut- toned his pants. Drake's huge thighs emerged from that tight fabric as he pulled the levis off. I had never seen such a gigantic bodybuilder as Drake, and I wondered why he did not go after some of the top world titles. Drake told me about all of the trophies he won after he struck another pose. He then asked me if Tom was straight or gay. Drake told me that he had seen Tom doing things at the bath where these two met. Tom told me the same things in the past when I trained with him.
Both pretended not to be turned on to each other and other body- builders, but then they, as many others, made me wonder what bodybuilder did not turn on to another man's beautiful body. Many of us have wondered what has made these, and countless other young studs, take up the weights to mold a beautiful body. Most not only spent day after day in the gym, but spent hours together away from the weights as well. I hope to see these two young giants get together someday. It will cer- tainly be a match that none of us will soon forget.

Excerpt: “His creamy juice ran down his round moist head and dripped over his hand, down to his pubic hair. His matted hair soaked up his cum. A third and fourth thrust brought out more and more cream that I am sure was for Drake. After eight or nine thrusts, Tom was squeezing out the last drop of cum from his penis. Tom wiped himself off. He must have been disappointed that he could not put that huge cock up Drake’s ass. Tom left and sat in the distance.
I called Drake. He came up and began striking poses. I could see why Tom left disappointed that he did not dare come out and passionately grab this giant bodybuilder. Drake wanted to show me how much bigger he was than Tom. Indeed he was, but he was not quite as defined as Tom was. He buried his hand between his giant chest muscles. They must have been at least six inches thick. His huge arms bulged out of his T-shirt and measured at least twenty-one inches. He slowly took off his shirt and I could see that Drake also possessed a rock-hard stomach. He turned around and looked at Tom in the distance.”

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