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Cornerstore Chris

Great story, love it , nice twist , eager for more :)
 
Wow! Now we have a girlfriend and boyfriend to contend with. Hot sexy chapter, FoF. Chris may be in for some new experience...maybe a Menage a trois..... Can't wait!

Craiger
 
I just creamed Michael in a big way. My cum was in his mouth, up the side of his head, in his hair, and all over his leather sofa. He laid at my feet, mouth agape and eyes wide. Some guy I didn't know just came through the door and caught my money shot... I don't know why but that heightened it for me. This guy was hot too; tall, bulky muscle, dark hair, green eyes. I think I used to serve him at the cornerstore but I haven't seen him in a long while.

"Chris, could you give us a minute?" Michael asked as he sat up and put his underwear back on.

I tried not to smirk as I watched my jizz run down over his face, "Yeah man. Sure thing." My underwear was on the other side of the room, by this other guy so I didn't bother putting any clothes back on. I just grabbed my drink and a slice of pizza and walked out of the room. I walked down a hallway until I found the bedroom. I could hear Michael and this other guy as they began to argue about my being here.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? You are not my boyfriend anymore Geoff! You left me! Months ago!" Michael shouted.

Geoff retorted, "So you fuck the stoner at the cornerstore? He really has that dumb jock look that you liked so much, Michael. I thought you would aim a little higher. He's way below your station."

If I wasn't naked and still sporting a hard on, I'd probably go out there are knock that fucker's lights out.

"He's a good guy, Geoff. Don't put him down in my home!" Michael defended me.

Geoff sighed aloud, "This used to be our home."

"Used to be. You don't live here anymore Geoff. Whatever we had is dead. You left me and I moved on," Michael reminded.

I made my way to Michael's king sized bed. I sat on the plush bedding with my legs over the side of the bed. My cock still throbbed and my head was still light from that intense orgasm. It was different with Michael than with Deanna, my girlfriend. With Deanna there was a lot of romancing that had to come before sex, and the sex was always soft and gentle. With Michael, we could just grab each other, we could wrestle each other, and the sex could get rough, and hard. Thinking about it made my cock twitch again and a little more fluid seeped out.

"Just leave Geoff. I don't want you here," Michael asked calmly.

"Not without a kiss. Give me that. I want a good bye kiss," Geoff pleaded.

I looked at the wall separating us, I looked as though I could see through it. I thought of Michael, his mouth full of my jizz, kissing another guy. Gay guys are disgusting... but its fucking hot. Ah fuck man, I am gay, I thought to myself with a pang in my chest. Then I heard the door close and footsteps coming towards the bedroom.

Michael entered wearing his jeans, and I could see the band of his underwear hinting just above the top of those jeans. He was still bare chested and in bare feet. I couldn't tell if the glisten of sweat across his chest was from me, or from the confrontation with Geoff. "Sorry about that Chris," Michael apologized.

I shrugged, "Don't worry about it. Exs are bitches. You should meet some of mine."

Michael came up to me and put my cock in his hand and leaned over to kiss my neck. I felt his face against my neck, still wet with cum. His other hand landed on my shoulder and he pushed me back onto the bed. He came down on top of me, using his bodyweight to hold me where he wanted me. With Deanna, I always took charge in bed. I made the plays, she gave herself up to me... I loved the reversal with Michael. I wrapped my long, lean legs around his tight waist. He held my wrists over my head and we began making out. I could taste my cum, my cock, myself in his mouth. I was surprised by how much it turned me on.

His flesh pressed against mine. I could feel stubble on his stomach. The stubble scratched at my body. His hands gripped harder on my wrists, his breath got heavier, and his tongue pushed harder against mine. I don't know how much time passed, but we stayed like that for a long time, making out, me pinned down, our bodies growing hotter and hotter. My thighs tensed around his waist and I rolled over so that I was now on top of him. His back on the bed, I sat up and looked down at him. "Did you kiss him?" I asked.

Michael blined up at me and didn't answer.

"Did you kiss him?" I repeated.

"Yeah I did," Michael admitted, "It was a kiss good bye."

I smiled, "You kissed him with my cum all over your face and in your mouth?"

Michael matched my smile, "Yeah I did."

"That's kinda hot dude," I rolled over again, so that Michael was on top again.

Without saying anything, Michael slid down the length of my body until he was on the floor. He took my ankles and hoisted them into the air and spreading them, exposing my taint. Then I felt his tongue glide up my crack! Then it glided up my crack a second time. He began circling my taint and letting spit fall from his mouth until my ass was as wet as a cunt. That's when I felt his tongue push its way inside me. It felt like his tongue wouldn't stop, it just kept coming deeper into me. My legs spasmed and my back arched. I realized that I just looked like Deanna when I eat her out. Michael just reaffirmed that I am his bitch. Then his head withdrew and a finger pushed into my ass. He turned his hand so it was palm up, and he began pushing at my cock, from the inside! "Aw fuck!" I groaned in pleasure.

"Ever finger your ass before?" Michael asked in a low voice.

"No," I lied. I tired to finger myself once... out of curiousity but I didn't get this far in and I chickened out really fucking fast.

Michael just kept going about his work. He got my cock rock hard again. He loosed me up enough for a second finger. Before I knew it, he had three fingers inside me. I felt glorious pressure all through the lower half of my torso. My abs kept flexing like I were working out at the gym. It made me crave more. I needed a cock inside me.

As if he could read my mind, Michael put my feet on his shoulders and stood up. He took off his jeans and underwear in one swift movement. "Condom?" He motioned to his nightstand, my arms were closer.

I shook my head, "You're disease free?"

He nodded.

"We'll skip the condom this one time," I said.

Then I felt his big, thick, hard head push against my hungry ass. I reached for his ass and pulled him into me. I couldn't help but let out a loud grunt. There was a split second of blinding pain, like I was stabbed in the kidney or something. But then that glorious pressure returned, I already felt like I was cumming even though I wasn't.

Michael stood at the side of the bed and held my ankles in the air as he started thrusting hard. He didn't ease into it. He just started driving me like a muscle car on an open highway. My body convulsed, shuddered, and twitched like I took a bad hit of something. With every thrust, I felt it deeper in my body. It was like he was burrowing deeper into me. My toes began to curl.

"Oh Chris, I love the way you take it!" Michael uttered. His body also seemed to be reacting like mine. His abs, the muscles in his neck, his arms kept flexing. "Chris, you're so tight. Your ass..." Michael's voice trailed off.

Then I felt something new. There was this warm sensation inside of me. It almost felt like tiny fingers caressing my insides. It was wet. Michael's cock seemed to double in thickness. I let out a few more loud yelps, I couldn't help it. He was cumming inside me. The warmth got a little hotter. I could feel trickling inside me. I felt... owned by this guy I used to sell milk and sodas to. My fists balled as I felt another sensation, I started cumming without any stimulation to my cock. I shot straight into the air and it came back down to land on my body. My toes curled again.

Michael laid own atop of me. His body spent. His cock still in me.

We fell asleep.
 
Hell Yeah man. . .

ILiked how you switched perspectives- Another Hawtt episode FoF!
 
Thanks guys!

Rocabar, I wanted to get into Chris' mind a little bit. See things from his point of view. Maybe go back to Michael, or maybe I'll tell from Geoff's pov.
 
Very intense, FoF. I like the reversal of personas here. Chris identifying with Deanna. Being the bitch of a mild mannered hottie like Michael. He's also finally admitting he's gay....love it. Geoff's story could be very interesting as well.

Craiger
 
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Thank you so much for the support guys! It blows me away to hear such nice feedback!
 
Loving the story, you're doing an excellent job FanofFiction, thanks for taking the time to express your talents...
 
Fiction

Seven Months Ago:

I awoke to the smell of bacon frying down the hall. Geoff was making me breakfast in bed... that either meant he wanted some early morning sex or that he had done something and was about to apologize. I love Geoff with all my heart but he isn't exactly the sweet and romantic type. I sat up in bed, still naked from the night before. The sheets were damp and cool, and they desperately smelled of sex.

Geoff came into the room with two heaping plates of breakfast. He was wearing a tiny pair of trunks over his thick, meaty, legs. His bare chest hinted stubble, chest hair growing back already. His short, black hair was matted to his head. His smile was wide and clean. His brown eyes locked on me, "Good morning Michael. We need to talk," he sounded so happy that it couldn't be an apology. "I've been thinking..."

I couldn't help but smile at him. I had a crush on him all through university. He was the first openly gay football player at my school, popular with everybody. He wasn't one for intellectual discussion, but his sense of humor and thoughtfulness for others was unmatched. My friends made fun of me for dating a "dumb jock", but nobody blamed me for bad taste. He was gorgeous with his squared jaw, dark olive skin, and at 6'6 I'd never lose him at a carnival. "What were you thinking about, babe?" I asked him.

He sat down on the bed next to me and handed me a plate, "Maybe we could spice things up a little. I was thinking of asking a buddy of mine to come over some night..." his brown eyes sparkled with devilish delight. "You did tell me that Craig is hot... and you do have all those threesome flicks in the closet... Why don't we live out the fantasy?"

Snorting out a laugh, I shoveled egg into my mouth, "Craig? He's a top, right? He told me at that last party we went to." I swabbed some bacon in ketchup, took a bite and went on, "I always bottom for you, I don't want to bottom for your friends too. Why don't we find a bottom? Then you and I could top him together. Take turns on the guy!" I leaned over and kissed my boyfriend on the cheek.

The dissappointment on Geoff's face was palpable, "I kinda already talked to Craig about it... he's real excited..."

I shook my head, "You should have spoke to me first. Who brought it up? You? Or Craig?"

Geoff placed a massive arm around me, "I did. But Craig wanted to take it seriously. He really wants the three of us to get together. Michael, I've seen him in the lockerroom at the gym. He has a huge cock, like mine. You'll love it!" He tried to mask his dissappointment but couldn't.

"Babe," I repeated, "I'm tired of bottoming. We talked about this. When we first got together you said that you would try bottoming once in a while, that we could take turns. Then we tried it, you hated it, changed your mind and I've been paying with my ass ever since. If we are going to bring anyone into our home, he's going to be a bottom. Fair?"

Geoff nodded and began eating his breakfast.

I placed my fork down on my plate and gently caressed one of his big, brown pecs with two fingers, "And if we are going to open things up, we should lay down some ground rules. We only play together, never seperate?"

Geoff agreed, "Of course!"

"And we talk about it with each other first?"

My buff beau smiled, "Okay, okay! I'm sorry!" He playfully hit me on the shoulder, "I'll tell Craig it's off."

"Thank you."

We went on eating breakfast in silence, but enjoyed seeing each others' naked and near naked bodies.


Even though it was Saturday, I had to go to the office for the day. Geoff hated when we lost our weekends to my job. I worked fast, and hard all day with the hope that I could finish early and go home to surprise him. No matter how much I worked, it seemed there was somebody putting more papers on my desk. I had to call Geoff and tell him that I wouldn't make it home until close to midnight. Geoff seemed to be tense, but took it okay.

Not twenty minutes after I gave Geoff the bad news, my boss came into my office and told me that we were closing down early. The company had entered negotiations for a merger with our competitor and that all outstanding ventures were on hold until further notice. "Great! I'll pick up movie tickets and surprise him!" I told my boss.

I picked up the tickets at the theatre around the corner from the condo and then pulled into my lot. I walked up the narrow stairs and was surprised to find two strange pairs of sneakers outside my door. I jammed the key into the lock and turned the knob slowly. The door eased open and I could just barely hear voices moaning at the far side of my home. "Did Geoff have Craig over against the rules? Against our agreement?" I stepped inside. There was Geoff's leather biker jacket on the back of one the barstools in my kitchen... next to it was a blue windbreaker I recognized as Craig's... but next to that was a third jacket which I had never seen before.

The voices got a little louder.

Quietly, I crept down the hallway towards the master bedroom. There was clothing strung all along the hall; jeans, sweatpants, socks, some tee shirts, and a ballcap. Before getting to my bedroom, I already knew I wouldn't like what I was about to see. Geoff was cheating. I already planned things to say, how I'd break up with him. But at the same time I couldn't imagine lift without him. I loved him.

"Lick my balls," I heard Geoff's voice from the bedroom. His voice was shaking, he was nearing orgasm. "Oh man, shove your face in there..."

"Keep jerking me while you worship his balls," Craig's voice instructed.

"Yes sir," a third voice complied. "I live to worship you."

I peeked through the barely open door. I saw Geoff and Craig side by side on my bed, standing in front of a twinky looking third man. The twink eagerly lapped at my boyfriend's nuts. Craig held onto the twink by his shoulder length blonde locks. Geoff wrapped a beefy, muscle laden arm around Craig and bit his ear. The twink then went from Geoff's big, round nutsack to Craig's. Both the jocks masturbated each other as they got tongue baths from the enthusiastic twink. Then Geoff leaned over and began fingering the third's asshole.

Despite the hurt, the anger I felt, I was also a little aroused. I found myself watching when I should have been bursting into the room and kicking them out.

Geoff moved to the other side of the bed, behind the twink (who was on all fours and still worshipping Craig's cock). Geoff's big hands traced circles on the younger guy's ass cheeks, then he spanked hard. The twink yet out an excited gasp. He looked over his shoulder at Geoff and beamed with joy. Craig grabbed his hair again and redirected his mouth back to the cock. Geoff wasn't lying about one thing; Craig had a dick that was as long and thick as a fireman's hose. The ttwink bravely took Craig's cock into his mouth and began working it with all his might. Geoff slipped into a condom and then into that twink's ass.

Finally, I couldn't stand the hurt anymore. As erotic as it was to watch the three men in my bed, I couldn't bare seeing my boyfriend cheat. I swung the door open and stood in the entryway. "Geoff!" I shouted, "What did you do?"

Geoff pulled out of the twink so fast that his giant frame fell over the side of the bed and onto the floor.

The twink grinned at me maliiciously. He was getting off on stealing my man... he enjoyed coming between two boyfriends.

Craig looked at me, concerned. Was he upset that his friend was in trouble or just that he might be? Certainly, he was not upset for me, for my well being. He got off the bed and stood, naked at my nightstand, "Michael, I'm so sorry. This was all my idea..."

"Shut the fuck up, Craig!" I shouted and marched toward Geoff on the floor, "What the fuck Geoff?!"

Geoff remained on his back but raised his hands in a pleading gesture, "Michael, I didn't know they were coming over..." His erect cock seemed to be pointing at me and I found it more than a little distracting.

"Why are you so uptight?" asked the horny little twink, "Take off your clothes and jump into bed already."

"Go to hell!" I shouted at him, "Get the fuck out of my house!"

He ignored my command and just laid back, gripping his prick.

Craig stepped in, "Michael, Geoff told me that you weren't interested, but I came over anyway. I brought Evan as a gift for you both... I didn't know that you weren't going to be home." Craig put a sweaty palm on my shoulder, "This isn't his fault. Please, don't be cross with him."

I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself. I could feel the blood coursing through my veins. "Everyone... get out..." I uttered flatly.

Geoff grabbed my ankles and began to cry... I had never seen him cry before. "Michael, no, please. I don't want to lose you." He looked at me with those brown eyes, full of tears. His lips quivering, "I love you!"

For an instant, half a second, I felt sorry for him. But what he did to me, he did of his own accord. Craig didn't twist any arms... Geoff didn't have arms that would twist easily. "No Geoff. I want you out."

"Why?!"

My jaw dropped, "Why? You cheated on me! In my bed! With TWO guys!" I turned to that annoying twink who was still jerking off in my bed, "You are really starting to piss me off."

Craig quickly grabbed the twink and scooped him off the bed, "Get dressed Evan," he whispered, "We're leaving."

Geoff kissed my feet and begged, "Don't let this end, please!"

"It's over," I repeated.

Craig helped Geoff to his feet and ushered him to the door, "Come on man... We screwed up."

"Thank you Craig," I said.

The three men left with very little fuss. My condo was filled with musty, musky smells and dim lighting. I sat along at my kitchen table and staring at the clock. My mind raced with images of the day's events. I thought of my sexy breakfast in bed with Geoff, I thought of hhim fucking another guy... I thought of Craig's surprisingly large cock, I thought of that asshole twink and how much I wanted to deck the fucker... I needed a drink.

I went to the cupboard. When I was stressed or hurt like this I didn't drink liquor, I drank Earl Grey- something I picked up from my grandparents. I was out. Out of the Earl? Not a problem, the cornerstore was just around the corner...
 
Wow! Intense personified, FoF! I do feel sorry for Geoff though. Bad mistake under the influence of evil Craig..... I can't wait to find out whether there will be any reconciliation between the two.

Craiger (not related to the evil Craig)
 
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