Hotter than anything I've ever done - a true story

[tantiboh]

Hey, I’ve been lurking around for quite a while, but this is my first time posting. This story is true in every detail (except names).

I’m here to tell you about my evening a couple of nights ago. It was the kinkiest, hottest, most intense sex I’ve ever had, and I thought some people might like to hear about it. It’s a bit lengthy, so bear with me. I think you’ll appreciate the whole thing more if you know a few details.

By the way, I'm a pretty decent writer, and I tried to use some of those skills to convey what this experience meant to me. I use language that is a bit more descriptive than what your run-of-the-mill sex story might use. I hope it helps keep it all more interesting.

I’m 24, just finishing up college. I’m fairly handsome, though by no means a 10. I try to keep in shape with a little weight lifting and jogging, so my body’s alright. I’ve got a boyfriend named Paul, and we live together. He’s 22, tall, trim, but muscular enough that it shows even on his lengthy frame. His eyes are the best part about him, dark and mysterious. We’ve been together for a couple of years, but our relationship is expressly non-exclusive.

Paul’s a voracious bottom. He can park a tank up his cute little ass. We’ve got a bisexual friend named Mike, who is 23. Mike’s a rich kid, and he looks the part. He’s also an avid athlete who plays just about any sport you throw at him moderately well. He’s got a light complexion and is built about like a lightweight football player. He’s a lot of fun to be around, with a life-loving attitude, and that’s why we hang out.

Paul and I, by the way, are 100% gay (and out), though most people wouldn’t know it unless we told them. Mike knew we were both attracted to him, but made a perverse little game out of it, teasing and flirting a bit whenever he came over, which is pretty regularly.

So we invited Mike over Wednesday night for some guy time, expecting some laughs and good times. Mike shows up a few minutes late to everything, and this night wasn’t an exception. The doorbell rang and there he was in a T-shirt one size too small for his ripped body, tease as ever. But behind him was this kid.

Mike introduced us all. The kid’s name is Jeffrey. We got to talking and learned that he is just starting his senior year in high school and just turned eighteen about two weeks ago.

Now, I have to tell you about Jeffrey. This kid is hot. He’s got a compact runner’s body, and you don’t have to look under his shirt to see that he doesn’t have an ounce of fat on him. He’s baby-faced, looks like he’s 16 (in fact, we made him show us his driver’s license ), and has piercing blue eyes and tousled blond hair. But he’s old enough that his muscles are well on their way in their development into a man’s muscles. A complete charmer.

But the best thing about this kid is his personality. Outgoing, bold, a bit outlandish, always has a ready smile and a bubbly laugh. If you happen to have a thing for cute twinks, then you’d be in love with Jeffrey on sight.

I happen to have a thing for cute twinks. The whole time we were talking, my eyes kept finding their way back to him. He caught me several times, but I just couldn’t stop.

Now, something about Mike is that he doesn’t beat around the bush. About this time, he told us that Jeffrey and he were neighbors, and that the two of them were in the middle of a bit of a thing, starting with the blowjob that Mike had given Jeffrey as a birthday present, and continuing with Mike taking Jeffrey’s cock up the ass most days since.

I was getting a little, well, excited by now.

Then Mike calmly told Paul and me that Jeffrey was curious about sex with other guys besides himself, so the two of them thought it’d be loads of fun if we could all fuck around tonight, and by the way there was no hurry to leave because Jeffrey’s parents were out of town, so could he and Jeffrey crash here tonight, that way we can all really take our time?

Paul and I just looked at each other dumbfounded, part of us amazed at our good fortune, part of us screaming about the lack of romance and intimacy, damn it! I guess queers can be a little emotionally needy like that sometimes. Then my boyfriend and I busted out laughing. We ribbed Mike about his girlfriend not putting out, and how we were suddenly the last resort for his horniness.

I guess you just had to be there.

Well, you can’t usually just go and have an orgy. These things take a little foresight. For instance, we had exactly two condoms among us. As we talked it over, we finally came to the conclusion that everybody there was either careful enough or inexperienced enough that we could forego condoms this one time.

Now, I can already hear the condom Nazis screaming at me. Yes, it was a dumb decision. No, I don’t plan to do it again. So I don’t want anybody giving me shit about it. Besides, we were by that time rabidly horny. Bareback sex does, in fact, feel quite amazing, and after all we had just bought a whole bulk case of fresh lemon-scented wet wipes. Handy little buggers, those.

So, that decision made, we all just kind of sat there dumbly and waited for someone to take the lead. Finally, Jeffrey stood up, took off his shirt, and sat next to me. When I saw his rippling abs and smooth pecs, I about keeled over. I couldn’t keep my hands off him. We locked lips, and I finally got a taste of the nervousness and inexperience that his boldness and youthful energy were hiding. I took the lead, and felt it my God-bestowed responsibility to take good care of him.

Meanwhile, Paul had shoved Mike up against the wall and was tearing open the front of Mike’s shirt. Paul tends to get a bit aggressive when he’s horny.

You can imagine most of what came next. Within minutes all our clothes were scattered around the room. The normal foreplay ensued. The three of us have pretty average cocks, around 6”; Jeffrey’s cock isn’t a lot longer, maybe 7”, but on his compact frame it looks incredible.

So I ignored it for about ten minutes while I explored every inch of the kid’s body with my fingers and tongue. Meanwhile, Mike had his hands on the back of Paul’s head and was administering full thrusts with his pelvis. Sometimes he was even nice enough to let Paul take a breath.

By this time, Jeffrey was so turned on by the teasing that he literally moaned when I put the head of his beautiful uncut cock in my mouth and slowly slid my lips along the shaft. God, this kid was a work of art, and I worshipped his body. It’s that feeling you get when your sole purpose is the pleasure of another person. I was swimming in it. Somehow, we ended up in a 69 on the couch. I lost track of what the other two were doing, but there was a lot of moaning and fuck yeahs coming from that general direction.

Now, like most self-respecting gay men, I am a bottom by preference. I am the top in Paul’s and my relationship, but I love just laying back and feeling that hard cock slip into my ass. So you can imagine my delight when Jeffrey slid around, lifted my ankles up onto his shoulders, and started wiping saliva over my anus. I glanced over as I heard a guttural grunt, and I saw that Mike had just bent my boyfriend over and rammed his dry cock into Paul’s ass. Apparently, Paul was too turned on to care. Within seconds the pair was rocking to Mike’s steady, muscular rhythm.

I refocused my attention as I felt Jeffrey wedge the head of his cock into my asshole. He looked into my eyes as he slowly slid the shaft in. I was rusty at bottoming and winced. He slowed and waited until I nodded for him to continue. Such consideration in such an inexperienced guy just turned me on even more. I watched the tight muscles of his body ripple as he developed a slow, gentle rhythm, saw his eyes close in pleasure, heard his breathing quicken as the sensations started to wash through him.

Needless to say, it was incredibly erotic, and I have a vivid memory of it.

But the strength of youth can sometimes be a handicap; Jeffrey increased his speed and depth and within minutes was whispering that he was going to cum.

I was too turned on for any good sense. I told him to shoot inside me, and keep fucking me until his cock was too soft to stay in me. He did, and I felt his shaft pulsate inside me his body becoming a work of real art as it tensed and curled in orgasm, his voice coming in gasps and squeaks. His cock became slick as his cum started oozing out around his shaft. I didn’t dare touch my own cock for fear that I’d cum instantly.

As his pace slowed to a gentle crawl, we watched what Paul and Mike were doing. Mike was hammering Paul now, his breath coming in growls and gasps. He announced his pending orgasm, and Mike had him shoot on his face and into his mouth. “Holy shit,” Jeffrey breathed as his semi-hard cock slipped from me.

I asked him if he’d ever tasted another guy’s cum. He shook his head, and Paul moved toward us as Mike sat on the floor, exhausted. Grinning, Paul leaned down and kissed Jeffrey, slipping some of Mike’s cum into the kid’s mouth. As the kiss broke, Jeffrey got a strange look on his face. “It isn’t all that great,” he muttered. I told him it was an acquired taste as I pulled Paul over and licked Mike’s excess semen from his face.

We settled down for a few moments, exchanging odd comments and bad jokes. Suddenly, Paul announced that he wanted more cock up his ass, and mine was the only one available. Before I could protest, he straddled me on the couch and settled down on my erection, setting a comfortable, relaxing rhythm while the other two watched us.

I glanced over at Mike and asked him why he hadn’t messed around with us before. He said it was more fun to watch us squirm. So I told him to straddle my chest and bring one of those lovely lemon-scented wet wipes, and I would make him squirm. I cleaned off his half-hard cock and started sucking it. Paul and my hands battled for space as they roamed over Mike’s hard, muscular body.

By this time, our hot little kid was fully hard He stood on the couch next to Paul and Mike and they shared his cock. We had been going on like this for several minutes when Paul informed Jeffrey that he needed the kid’s cock up his ass. Jeffrey looked confused, so Paul informed him of the joys of double penetration. Finally understanding, Jeffrey positioned himself and started working the head of his cock into Paul’s suddenly restricted back door to the moans and grunts of all of us.

Several moments and a few tries later, Jeffrey’s cock was sliding gratifyingly next to mine in the warm damp of Paul’s ass. God, it was hot, and our voices, mine muffled by Mike’s cock, told the story. Before long, Mike started to get jealous. He stood and quickly took Jeffrey’s place against my cock.

Needing something to do, I asked Jeffrey if Mike had showed him the joys of the rim job. He said he hadn’t, and I told him to bring a wet wipe. I really don’t like that funky smell. I find lemons much more pleasant.

Jeffrey straddled my chest facing Paul. I tore into his asshole with gusto, burying my tongue deep, swirling it around, running it up and down the length of his crack. He managed to make out with Paul between gasps of surprised pleasure.

It was when this became routine that Paul announced that he needed more cock in his ass.

It turns out, he had a plan to accomplish this. He had Jeffrey and Mike lay flat on the floor with their legs in scissor positions, each one’s right leg draped over the other’s left, and he had them slide together until their cocks were right next to each other. He straddled both of them, facing Mike, and settled down on their cocks, taking the time to work them comfortably into position.

Now, his next step wouldn’t have been possible if not for the fact that Jeffrey’s cock hooks downward a little, and Mike’s cock hooks upward a little. He told me to kneel behind him, and he bent down toward Mike. This left me just enough room to wedge my cock in next to the others in a triangle arrangement, though my straight shaft made the task more challenging. It took several minutes to work the head into Paul’s asshole – it was never designed for three cocks, and I was surprised to hear gasps of genuine pain from Paul. He told me to keep going, and I did, finally burying over half of my cock inside him.

Yes, that’s right. We had accomplished a triple penetration, and it was bareback. It was one of the hottest and kinkiest moments of my life. Only one other moment that evening was kinkier. But we’ll get to that.

I was the only one in a position to thrust, so I did, short, shallow thrusts. There wasn’t leverage or room for anything else. Still, the extreme tightness made all of us grunt in satisfaction, while Paul was positively moaning as the pain started to morph into a numb pleasure.

The novelty and hotness of the situation notwithstanding, I could only keep it up for a few minutes – it was a rather uncommon position that I had to maintain. Soon, my dick popped out, and the whole house of cards collapsed in a heap.

“Thanks guys, that was fucking awesome,” breathed my boyfriend to general agreement. We sort of messed around, kissing and licking each other for a few minutes, before Paul decided he wanted to get gangbanged. He set up some ground rules: first, each of us had to fuck him absolutely as hard as we could until we were ready to cum. Then, he wanted us to pull out, clean off our cocks, and let him suck the load from us. I told him he was getting pretty bossy for a bitch boy, and he told me to shut up and stick my cock in him.

I did.

I pounded him savagely for ten minutes on his back. Mike and Jeffrey took position on either side of his head and watched the action while he alternated between their rock-hard cocks with his mouth. Jeffrey was next, his young body straining at the effort as he plunged his cock in and out. My cock was in Paul’s mouth, and within seconds my cum was too.

Jeffrey only managed about five minutes. Paul had gone silent except for the slurps as his mouth massaged Mike’s cock and balls. Mine were forgotten; I was just as happy, as they were by now a little the worse for wear. At length, Jeffrey had taken Mike’s place. Once Jeffrey’s semen was safely deposited in Paul’s mouth, Paul ignored both of us and jacked himself off with intensity.

Now, remember that Mike is a fairly accomplished athlete in his own right. He has power and stamina that I can only admire. He blew it all in three minutes. He was pounding so hard and so fast that the motion was nothing but a blur, and the sound of slapping skin drowned out about everything else. It was a marvel to watch. It must have been a marvel to feel, because Paul’s torso began contorting in a massively intense orgasm within moments. On a lark, I bent over and engulfed Paul’s cock head just as he started to shoot. Shot after shot of hot semen pounded the roof of my mouth as Paul’s body shivered.

I watched as Mike scrambled his way toward Paul’s head. There was no time for the wet wipe. He shoved his slick cock straight into Paul’s waiting mouth and roared in what sounded like intense pain, and Paul took his load.

After that intensity subsided, I leaned over Paul’s face and started dripping his load down into his mouth. As he opened wide to take it, I could see why he hadn’t been saying anything. His mouth was full of white froth. The fucker still had our loads in his mouth!

Paul swished his semen into the mixture, then practically attacked the exhausted Mike, shoving him onto his back. Paul locked lips with him, and Mike’s eyes went wide as four loads of cum and a lot of spit flowed into his mouth. Now free to speak, Paul told Mike to swish it around and taste it for a second then give it to somebody else. By now, Jeffrey was well into the kinkiness, and he grinned as Mike turned to him. He lay back, and Mike slowly, slowly dribbled the bubbly, stringy mess into the kid’s waiting mouth.

Jeffrey took his time, swishing the mixture around his tongue and gums for several moments. I had moved next to him, and he turned to me and kissed me, passing to me the flood of four men’s semen and four men’s spit. There was a lot of it by now, and a little dribbled from the corner of my mouth. Jeffrey licked it up, grinning like a kid in a candy store.

I savored this new height of depravity, sliding my tongue through the slick fluid as it coated my teeth and the roof of my mouth. The four-man snowball was complete. Four different sets of testicles had produced the millions of little swimmers thrashing around in my mouth at this moment. They had been stored in four different seminal vesicles; they had been mixed with enzymes and lubricating fluids from four different sets of glands; those highly evolved soups were designed for only one thing: to be squirted into a vagina in order to fertilize an egg. And I had helped to subvert that purpose. Those four batches of fluid would instead be consumed to some measure by each of us, digested and transformed into energy to feed our bodies. There was such a biological rawness to it. God it was erotic.

Collecting my thoughts, I lay full on top of my boyfriend and let him suck the juice from my lips, letting him swallow it with relish as he did so. I love that fucking slut.

Well, that was the kinkiest thing that happened, though it wasn’t the end of the story for me. You’re welcome to keep reading if you want to hear what happened later.

We only fucked for a couple of hours, but Mike and Jeffrey asked if they could stick around and crash anyway. We all took showers. There wasn’t room enough in the shower for all of us, though we did try. Paul suggested we all bury our cock is him again to save space.

Paul and I don’t have any spare beds (though my nasty snoring problem forces us to have separate rooms), so we offered to let them sleep with us. Paul and Mike were a natural match – we all knew Paul was only too eager to get that fuck machine back up his ass.

So that paired Jeffrey and me together. I had no complaints with the arrangement. I still couldn’t take my eyes off this perfect specimen of irresistible twinkdom, and now I wasn’t embarrassed to get caught.

The rest of the evening passed uneventfully, though none of us bothered to get dressed. We talked and joked and laughed until late. We did spend a good hour on full body massages for each other – really just an excuse for three of us to grope and molest the fourth.

Finally, we trundled off to bed. Jeffrey and I crawled on top of the covers and lay side by side. The sexual tension between us was thick. I asked him if he wanted to go to sleep. He said he wasn’t ready for that yet. I asked him what he wanted to do. He rolled on top of me and we started making out.

“God, you’re so fucking hot,” I breathed in his ear when the kiss finally broke.

“You’re such a stud,” he replied. “I want you to do something for me. I want you to do it because I feel like I can trust you.”

What can you say to that? I smiled encouragingly. “Mike has wanted to fuck me,” he continued. “I’m kind of scared of letting Mike do it.” He paused. “I want you to be the first guy to fuck me.”

Now, I don’t have to tell you what kind of an honor this was. Needless to say, I was touched. “I’ll do it, Jeffrey. Don’t you worry about a thing.” We kissed again.

I took it slow. I loosened him up for long minutes, kneeling at his gyrating little runner’s ass, first with my tongue, then a finger, then two, then three. His groans became more and more intense as time went on. I massaged his prostate. I pulled his semi-hard penis down and licked it. I sucked on his balls.

Finally, I asked him if he was ready. “Yes,” came the quiet but excited reply. I lay on my back as he straddled me, slowly sinking onto my cock as I took his man-cherry. I watched the tense expression on his face, saw his muscles twitch in hesitiation.

At length, my entire cock was buried in him. We interlaced the fingers of our hands with one another, and he began to bounce, slowly, gingerly, exploring the new sensations that flooded through his body.

It took time, but it was amazing to watch this kid transform before my eyes. I fucked him sideways. I fucked him missionary. I fucked him on his stomach. I fucked him doggystyle. He rode me backwards, forwards, and sideways. I fucked him like a pile driver. I fucked him standing up, his neck craning so his lips could touch mine, my arms clutching his wiry body to mine. I pushed him against the wall and lifted his legs into the air and fucked him. I fucked him softer and harder, always attentive to his moans of pleasure. He came three times in my arms; we shared his semen, its taste wild and reeking of youthful virility.

Finally, I felt my own carefully repressed orgasm approaching. I asked him if I could cum inside him. He gave me permission.

The fire of orgasm flared up in me, more intense than many, and I felt my cum gushing out into his body. It was over, and we lay together, my penis shrinking inside Jeffrey’s young body, basking in our masculinity.

We kept hearing the moans from Paul’s room as we fell asleep in each other’s warmth. Paul was walking a little more gingerly for the next few days.

The next morning, we made pancakes. We took turns being the plate.

I count myself lucky to be able to relate this experience – it seems to me that not many people ever experience something so hot, straight from their fantasies.

Is there anybody else out there who did something that was just as hot for them? Share it with us! Help us keep our faith that fantasies can come true!

 

[valle12tom]

Damn man if this is a true story it must have been quite a night! Thanks for sharing.

peace

 

[pianoman331]

Wow! That was a fantasy and a half. Part of me was at full attention throughout your story. And, oh, the stamina of youth. I'm afraid I wouldn't have lasted nearly as long. You have a great writing style, very descriptive and stimulating. I look forward to future entries from you.

 

[Blueboy369]

Blueboy Says: "Mind blowing, explosive. An action packed thrill ride. A tour de force! It makes you ache for a sequel!".

 

[ncparty]

omg dude. i almost came reading that story. fucking hot!@

 

[UrbanBOYS]

Oh. Hot. Damn.

Now I have to go clean up!!!

 

[harristate]

Damn, I'm rock hard. What a story. Let us know about next time!

 

[super6]

Wish I had been invited. A great story and cant wait to hear more.

 

[cropofthecream]

amazing!!!

 

[kcm17480]

Welcome. Oh to be a fly on the wall. Fuck that, I want to be in the middle of that. That was incredibly hot. Did you have any more experiences like that?

 

[theprojectzero]

Whoa! I bet it must be such an amazin' time fuckin' around like that. How i wish i can do it too! Hehe...

 

[tila123]

:O

*droolz*

 

[tantiboh]

Round 2 - We go at it again

First of all, thanks to everyone for their positive comments. It’s gratifying to work on something that others appreciate. I figured you might appreciate the follow-up story as well – I think it’s hotter than the first. It’s also a bit longer, so get a snack.

After we messed around last week, Paul and I agreed it was fucking hot, and we both wanted more. None of them knew I’d written about the whole episode. We invited Mike and Jeffrey over again on Sunday.

They got here a little after noon. Mike was wearing a tight muscle shirt and Hawaiian shorts (teasing bastard), and Jeffrey came in loose carpenter’s jeans and a turtleneck sweater (teasing bastard). Paul and I hadn’t bothered putting on anything other than robes.

As Jeffrey stepped through the door, I couldn’t resist sliding up behind him and wrapping my arms around his waist while my lips gave him a peck on the cheek.

He grinned as he pushed me away, telling me in that charming way he has to behave myself. Paul had some lunch ready. He’d made turkey dogs and served them with potato salad.

While we munched away and chatted about all the little things, Jeffrey and I kept meeting each others’ gaze. I’m sure he saw the hunger in my eyes; I know I saw the mischievousness in his. Somehow, the kid seemed even more sexy and irresistible than he had the other day.

Finally, the conversation came around to sex. We asked Mike how he and Jeffrey hooked up. Mike said that his dad had hired Jeffrey to do some yard work a couple of months ago, mostly just getting the (rather large) place ready for a big bash Mike’s family was throwing. Jeffrey came into the house to get a drink, and caught Mike in the kitchen jacking off.

Jeffrey was a virgin, never having had much sexual interest in girls. He’d never really considered the idea of gay sex; he was pretty much satisfied grinning his way through high school as he was. But seeing Mike masturbating turned him on like he had never felt before. The two watched each other jerk off.

Mike knew Jeffrey’s age; they’d known each other for years as neighbors. Mike’s pretty careful about the law, so it was hands off. Instead they made a game of it; over the next few weeks, they would watch each other masturbate, sometimes racing to see who could cum first, sometimes risking discovery by jacking in broad daylight or in the next room from Mike’s parents.

Finally, on the night of Jeffrey’s eighteenth birthday, they snuck him into Mike’s bedroom and Mike sucked him off. The next night, Jeffrey slapped on a condom and fucked Mike in the ass. The rest is history.

Mike told us that Jeffrey still hadn’t let Mike fuck him. Jeffrey had told him about how I’d taken Jeffrey’s cherry. He told me he was more than a little jealous.

“God that was an amazing night,” breathed Paul, thinking back. Everyone agreed. I mentioned offhandedly that a lot of people think so. That got their attention, and I told them that I had posted the story up here. They were all pretty excited about that, so we cleaned up after lunch and bumped upstairs into my room where I kept my computer. I let them all read the story.

They had a good time pointing out the flaws. “I didn’t cum on Mike’s face, he came on mine!” Yep, I screwed up. “You forgot a period there.” Yeah, shut the fuck up. “You didn’t say that we also took turns being the sausage that morning.” That brought some chuckles.

I asked them if they minded me writing about the thing. Fuck, no was the general response. “It’s almost as hot to read about as it was to do,” said Paul.

As they finished reading, we all sat down around the room. “So, do we want to do something like that again?” asked Mike.

“We gotta one-up last week, though, if he’s gonna write about it,” said Paul. “How the fuck are we supposed to do that?”

“Well, it has to be bareback, for one thing,” chimed in Jeffrey. Paul had reservations about that. Mike was all for it. I just sat back and let them talk it out.

“Look, the cum was the hottest thing,” said Mike. “We gotta have a lot of cum.”

“Multiple orgasms will take time. You both got all day?” I asked. Mike and Jeffrey said they did.

Suddenly Paul had an idea. He told it to us. “Hey, if we’re going to do bareback, let’s make it worth it.” None of the three of us had ever done it before. Jeffrey and I grinned and agreed.

Mike hesitated. “I don’t know, I’m a little scared of that.” We spent a few minutes coaxing him into it.

“If we’re going to do this,” I said, “we all sure as fuck better take a good hard number two and a shower.”

So we spent the next forty five minutes cycling through the bathroom. TiVo moment.

The rest of us were waiting on my bed, towels wrapped around our waists, while Mike finished up in the shower. I had pushed Jeffrey back on the bed and started lightly kissing him and feeling up his smooth young chest while Paul looked on. Finally, Mike walked into the bedroom, nude, dripping wet, and rock hard, his sculpted body gleaming and leaving a trail of water drops in the carpet behind him. “It’s called a towel, man,” said Paul.

“Who the fuck needs one?” Apparently Paul didn’t, as he found when Mike tore it from his waist and knelt at the foot of the bed between his legs. He attacked Paul’s semi-hard cock with gusto, his slurps and smacks ringing in the air, his wet hair soaking Paul’s dark pubes. It was a good show, enough to distract Jeffrey and me from each other.

After a few minutes, Mike broke off from Paul’s cock and asked who was next. I didn’t need a second invitation. I slid to the edge of the bed, and Mike gulped down my rock hard cock. At length it was Jeffrey’s turn, and Mike went at him like a champ while Paul and I stroked each other.

Finally, Mike announced it was his turn and switched places with Jeffrey. Jeffrey’s still a bit inexperienced, but he went into the job like a trooper, sucking off us three older men with enthusiasm, first Mike, then me, then Paul.

I joined him on Paul, our mouths battling for that hard cock. After a few minutes, Jeffrey sat on the bed and I went at him, feeling up his hard twink body with my hands. Then I slid over to Mike, caressing his balls and brushing the tip of my finger against his anus while he moaned softly. Meanwhile, Paul had knelt next to me and was working Jeffrey’s young cock over. Paul’s an excellent cocksucker, and he likes to show his skill off. He buried Jeffrey’s cock down his throat several times.

Apparently, this got to Mike. He slapped my back and told me to move over – he wanted some of that. Paul went down on him. Paul’s as turned on by jocks as I am by twinks, and he gave his best performance, his hands rubbing over Mike’s hard body. Before long, Mike told him between pants that he’d better stop before it’s too late, and Paul slid over to me.

Now, we’ve been together for a while, and Paul knows what turns me on the most. He grinned impishly and proceeded to give me two minutes of mind-blowing head. He stopped when my breathing told him he was doing a little too good of a job.

Paul announced it was time to get busy, and he stood and pushed Jeffrey back onto the bed. I retrieved my lubricant, and Paul quickly slicked up the kid’s hard cock and straddled his waist. He gripped the boy’s cock and settled down onto it, burying it deep within moments, then put his hands on Jeffrey’s chest and started an easy ride, moaning about how good that bare twink cock felt in his tight ass.

In a few minutes, the pair had established a quick pace. Paul glanced back and told Mike to get in there. Mike positioned himself behind the lanky guy and lubed up. Paul and Jeffrey stopped while Mike slid his cock into Paul’s hole with authority as Paul’s face contorted in pleasure-pain. I positioned myself where Jeffrey and Paul could share my cock as Mike gripped Paul’s shoulders and quickly worked his way into his trademark piston fuck. Paul yelled and Jeffrey moaned as the bare cocks rubbed against each other in the cramped space.

Mike didn’t last very long. His teeth clenched, his face went red, and the veins on his neck and shoulders popped out as he powered into Paul. He growled as he came, shooting it into Paul and along the length of Jeffrey’s cock.

Paul pulled out quickly and I took his place. Lube wasn’t necessary at this point; Mike’s semen was seeping out, and I scooped it up at rubbed it on my cock head. I positioned myself and thrust into the hole, Paul grunting in response. Mike knelt behind me and pressed his muscular frame into mine as I thrust steadily into Paul, whispering dirty things into my ear as he tweaked my nipples. I could feel my balls squashing against Jeffrey’s, my naked cock slipping against his in the damp heat of my boyfriend’s ass.

With that kind of stimulation, it didn’t take me long. I hadn’t noticed it, but Jeffrey was also approaching orgasm; as my cock started pulsating and squirting its load into Paul, Jeffrey went over the top, his young voice crying out as his hot cum mixed with mine.

After slowing and catching our breath, we pulled away from each other, our chests heaving and glinting with sweat.

Paul’s cock was rock hard. “One down, three to go,” he declared, and he lifted my ankles to his shoulders. He spit on his left hand and slipped a finger into me while he scraped the spent cum from around his asshole and lubricated his shaft.

This was the first time my boyfriend had ever fucked me, and I was thrilled as he rammed his cock into me. He dominated me like he likes to be dominated, and the bed creaked with the motion.

Within minutes, Jeffrey was hard again. Paul and I rolled to our sides, and the younger kid sidled up behind me, lubing up his cock. I warned him to start gently, and time seemed to stand still as he slowly, slowly wedged his cock into me.

I needed time to adjust to this, and they gave it to me, slowly, slowly thrusting as my body stretched to accommodate both their cocks. They increased pace over the space of minutes, and soon had an incredible alternating rhythm established, Paul sliding one way as Jeffrey slid the other. This was an amazing sensation, and I know it won’t be the last time I get it.

Soon Paul came inside me. There wasn’t much fanfare to it; he simply grunted and buried himself in me as his cock pulsated against my anus. Satisfied, he pulled out carefully.

Mike had been watching the action from the side, stroking his cock into a rock. He asked Jeffrey and me to reposition to the edge of the bed. Jeffrey dangled his legs over the side while I lay back full on his chest, twisting my head until our lips touched. Mike wedged himself between our legs and started rubbing his cock between our bodies as Jeffrey slipped his own slick member back into me.

Suddenly, Jeffrey looked down at Mike. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Take it, boy,” Mike growled as he shoved his cock into Jeffrey’s ass in one thrust. The kid gasped in surprise, his body going taut against my back. “Take it like you give it to me, hot little fucker.” Jeffrey was clearly in distress, tears forming at the corners of his eyes, and I coached him as Mike rammed into him. Relax, deep breaths, push against it. Jeffrey started to tolerate the invasion.

Mike put out a string of dirty talk over the next few minutes as he set up a steady rhythm. “You let this fucker here fuck you, but not me.” “Scared of it, huh? I give you something to be scared about.” “Teasing me with that hot little ass every day. I let you fuck me, little fucker. Nobody fucks me.” “I’ll make you sorry, bitch.”

I rode Jeffrey’s cock as he got used to Mike; being dominated like that was turning him on, and before long he was thrusting into me.

Suddenly Mike pulled out of Jeffrey and rammed his cock into me without warning. I gasped in shock and Mike started fucking me. I waited patiently for the pain to subside. Suddenly, Paul had his half-hard cock in my face, and I eagerly enveloped it with my lips.

Minutes passed, and I flew into ecstasy, filled with cock at both ends. Soon, Mike had another surprise. He pulled out of me, and then shoved his cock deep into Jeffrey. He pulled out of Jeffrey and rammed balls-deep into me. He alternated back and forth, one stroke at a time, Jeffrey and I taking turns moaning as our asses were repeatedly invaded by Mike’s hard meat. Jeffrey’s thrusts into me continued as regularly as he could manage under that onslaught.

It didn’t take much of that before Jeffrey was telling me he was getting ready to cum. Mike heard him and fucked him hard as he shot his load into my ass. Somehow, the way Jeffrey moaned that time stuck with me. Something about his young voice, driven to the extreme of pleasure as his face scrunched and his body convulsed. He came hard, and I watched him closely, soaking in every detail of his youthful face, the way his tousled blond hair was damp around the edges with sweat, the way his shapely ears stuck out, the way his eyes squeezed shut, the way his mouth split open, the way his two front teeth peeked out from under his upper lip, even the last traces of acne that only barely blemished his smooth skin. I couldn’t help but to kiss him tenderly as his orgasm subsided.

But Mike was horny now, and he demanded attention. He took me over, lifting me bodily off my young lover, dropping me unceremoniously on the bed. He flipped me over and lifted me to my hands and knees. I welcomed his cock into my ass as he savagely pounded into me. One hand gripped my waist and the other my shoulder as he dragged me back to meet his powerful thrusts. “Take it, bitch,” he muttered between clenched teeth. “Take that rock hard cock in your tight cummy ass, you slutty little faggot.” “You like being my little bitch, motherfucker?” “You like it hard up your tight little hole?”

I did, and I told him so, though the way I told him was even dirtier. My mother might read this, so I’ll leave it up to your imagination. Suffice it to say that the other three busted up when I said it.

It was an absolute animal fuck. We grunted and growled and swore at each other for several minutes. Finally, Mike bent over me and wrapped his arms under my chest, gripping my shoulders, his entire chiseled body slipping sweatily against my back. As he shot his load inside me, he clamped his teeth down on my right trap muscle. It muffled his roar, but I made up for it. I still can’t tell you if it felt amazing or hurt like a motherfucker. Either way, though, it’s an interesting bruise.

Mike relaxed and put his entire weight on my back, his cock still in me. I wasn’t expecting it, and my arms gave out. We lay there on the bed like that while we caught our breath. “Sorry about the shoulder, man. I got a little carried away,” he mumbled in my ear.”

“It’s all good, man. Try it with some garlic next time.” He chuckled as his rolled off me.

Paul remarked how much that fucking reminded him of Wednesday. Jeffrey asked Mike why he thought the kid had never let him fuck him.

By this point, I was rarin’ to fuck something, but everyone else was exhausted, so we took a break. It was a gay afterglow moment; we all crawled on the bed and nuzzled into each other, slowly feeling each other up, kissing a little, licking a little. Paul has a thing for armpits, and he busied himself by licking the sweat out of Mike’s pits. Mike’s ticklish; he grinned and giggled the whole time Paul was going at him.

Jeffrey laid on his stomach, and I gave him a slow backrub, finally settling down at his ass. I gave him a relaxed, thorough rimjob, working my fingers into the picture as he loosened up. Meanwhile, Mike and Paul had worked their way into a subdued, slow sixty-nine.

I kissed my way back up Jeffrey’s young body, licking his spine and shoulder blades. I noted as Paul got up and left the room. I made out with the nape of Jeffrey’s neck as I slowly dry humped his crack. I felt Mike’s breath on my cheek, and I turned to face him as his tongue sought out the back of my mouth. Mike’s a fantastic kisser if he’s patient enough, and we delved into each other, breathing in the other’s manhood.

In moments, Paul had returned, carrying an impish grin, a box of ice cream, a bottle of strawberry syrup, and an aerosol canister of whipped cream.

Jeffrey got teamed up on. We laid him on his back and lifted his legs until he was curled in half, his ass in the air. Paul scooped the ice cream with his fingers and administered it to the kid’s asshole, trying to shove it into him. It didn’t really work; the ice cream just kind of smooshed around Paul’s fingers and melted, but it was fun watching Jeffrey’s hole spasm against the cold and listen to him gasp. Paul would lick the melted ice cream off Jeffrey’s back as it dribbled down, taking the time to suck at and kiss Jeffrey’s asshole. He wondered aloud how the French did vanilla so well. Mike and I took turns wedging our faces in to lick the drippings from around the kid’s balls while the other held his legs. As for Jeffrey, well, he just kind of laid there and groaned helplessly for ten minutes while we teased him.

Finally, we relented and let Jeffrey lay flat again. By now, I was horny enough to crawl out of my skull. I knelt between Jeffrey’s legs and wedged my lubed cock into his tight twink asshole.

I took it slow, knowing he was still new, setting a gentle pace as I thrust into him. Paul drizzled syrup over Jeffrey’s cock and balls and commenced cleaning up the mess. Mike straddled Jeffrey’s chest and used his cock to feed whipped cream to the boy. Paul couldn’t quite reach the last dregs of syrup, but I felt his tongue against the top of my slick cock as he tried.

Finally, I leaned over, pushed the others out of my way, wrapped my arms under Jeffrey’s back, and lifted him into the air. My cock still buried deep, I stepped off the bed and pushed him against the wall while he gripped my waist with his legs.

I fucked him harder, our eyes meeting, staring deep at each other. We kissed passionately. As I broke the kiss, I asked him if he was ready to try getting a second cock. He nodded, and I called Paul over. Paul stepped between Jeffrey and the wall, and I pushed the kid up against his chest. My boyfriend lubed up his cock then slid it slowly in next to mine. Jeffrey grunted and grimaced, but took his first double penetration incredibly well. Soon, he was riding our cocks and moaning as we thrust into him simultaneously.

Mike evidently felt a little left out, and was soon dry humping my crack. I invited him to fuck me, so he lubed up his cock and slipped it into my willing ass, setting up an opposing rhythm to mine.

I’ve never been able to fuck long with a cock in my ass, and this was no exception. Within minutes, I shot my load into Jeffrey’s young body, gravity immediately pulling it out into a slimy pool on the carpet.

It was a bit of a trick, but Mike and I switched places. Jeffrey told him to take it easy, and he did, sliding his cock carefully into place next to Paul’s, joining his regular rhythm. I nuzzled up behind the jock and explored his body with my hands, feeling his abs and pecs flex with the thrusts, kissing his shoulders and biceps, generally worshipping his physique. Mike leaned forward from time to time and made out deeply with Jeffrey.

It was hot with us all writhing against each other like that, both in the sexy sense and the physical. We were all dripping with sweat. Long minutes passed as the fucking continued, slowly increasing in power and intensity as the two tireless fuckers approached climax.

Finally, without a word, they both reached orgasm at almost the same time. Mike’s breathing quickened, and he gave the telltale moans. This turned Paul on so much that he followed suit. Within seconds the two men were shooting their loads into the kid, groaning in sweet pleasure. My hands gripped and groped at Mike’s hard muscles as he tensed up; it was like feeling up a moving, sweating stone statue of a Greek Olympian.

Finally, the orgasm subsided, and Mike set the kid gently down on the bed, giving him a tender kiss as he did. I was amazed at the sensitivity this guy, who only a while before was giving me the drilling of my life, was capable of showing. Or maybe he just wanted to get into Jeffrey’s pants later. Who knows?

We all needed a break, so we lay there and chatted, finishing off the half-melted ice cream with our fingers. We started asking about each others’ first times. Mike had started at the youngest age of any of us. He had been seduced by his seventeen year old babysitter at fourteen after she had put his little sister to bed. He talked about how nervous he had been, and how she had put him at ease and made him comfortable. She opened up a new world to him in the coming months, teaching him how to please her in return.

We asked him about his first time with a guy. Mike grinned and told us he was a junior in high school. He and three other guys had stayed late in the school weight room one night, trying to get bulked up for the upcoming wrestling season. They started telling fag jokes when one of them told the others to cut it out. It turns out he was gay, and he essentially came out to them. A couple of hours later in the showers, the gay guy and one of the other guys started horsing around, and it ended with the gay guy getting gangbanged by the other three. It became a tradition for them every week for the rest of the year. Mike said he even learned how to suck a cock from it.

What was the first time he got fucked? Last year, he said, he was at a party and got a little hammered. Some dude took him up to a bedroom and had his way with him. Jeffrey was only the second guy to fuck him. He really didn’t like bottoming.

Paul had never had sex with a girl, but when he was fourteen, he went on a camping trip with his dad, uncle, and sixteen-year-old cousin. He and his cousin went to a spot in the woods, and one thing led to another. His cousin just pretended it had never happened, much to Paul’s disappointment.

I actually had a girlfriend when I was fifteen, I told them. She was my age, and we lost our virginity to each other. It was fun, and we had sex several more times, but then I was seduced (many times) by the captain of the football team the next year and I had no interest in women after that.

They asked me how it happened. I had just qualified for the team a few days before. It was after practice in the locker room, and I noticed that he kept looking at me. I sprang a boner faster than you could say woody, much to his amusement. We kind of took our time showering, keeping an eye on each other, trying to hide our erections from everybody else. Finally, we were dressed and almost alone in the locker room, and he asked me to follow him. He took me down the hallway and unlocked an equipment closet door to which he had a key as the captain. We went in, he locked it behind us, and we delved into each other. We were fast friends from that point on, though painfully discreet in public. He was pretty new at gay sex too, and we learned with each other.

After all these stories, Jeffrey wondered aloud about how much he’d missed out. We all told him that sex is never good unless you’re ready for it, no matter how old you are. There’s no shame in waiting. He felt better after that.

I turned to Mike. “One more to go,” I said.

“Yeah, I’m not so sure about this anymore, guys.”

“Oh no,” Paul said. “You’re not backing out now. You got to shoot a load into each of us, it’s your turn.”

“It’s gonna hurt too much!” protested Mike. It was kind of amusing seeing this muscular jock worried and squirming like a little kid.

It took a few more minutes of cajoling and convincing, but Mike finally settled down and promised to give it a shot. He made us promise to loosen him up first, so Paul set to work at that, using all of his considerable skills, as well as his tongue and fingers, on Mike’s muscular asshole. It was a thing of beauty to see his face buried into that smooth bubble-shaped ass as Mike squirmed and moaned into the pillow.

Finally, Paul guided Mike to all fours and pulled Jeffrey over behind him. Paul lubricated Jeffrey’s cock and Mike’s ass and guided the gleaming cock into the waiting hole. Paul took position behind Jeffrey and guided his movements, whispering instructions into his ear from time to time. Jeffrey took it slowly, letting Mike’s body adapt. Mike groaned how much better this felt than usual. Paul continued the tutorial for long minutes, and Jeffrey had built up a steady rhythm.

Paul then started slipping his own lubed cock into Jeffrey, burying it in him and leaving it there as the pair thrust together like one body into Mike’s jock ass. Paul asked me to join in, and I stood at the edge of the bed and wedged my cock between Paul’s cheeks, slipping it into his body a little more with every thrust.

There were no words now, just hedonistic grunts as we basked in each others’ masculinity. Mike lifted himself to his knees and leaned back, letting the kid’s arms wrap around his muscular frame as Jeffrey’s thrusts continued.

Paul orchestrated the next maneuver. Pulling out from Jeffrey, he had the other two flip over onto their backs, the kid’s cock never leaving the Mike’s ass. Something about seeing this muscular jock lying back on top of that compact smooth twink with his cock buried into that ass was a real turn on.

Paul positioned himself between Mike’s legs, straddling Jeffrey’s, and started working a finger into Mike’s ass while Jeffrey slowly thrust into him. Mike moaned in pleasure as Jeffrey located his prostate and massaged it firmly, kneading and tugging on Mike’s balls as he did so, playing with Mike’s shrunken, flaccid penis. He inserted two fingers, slowly loosening up the jock. My lemon-fresh cock, by now, was alternating between Mike and Jeffrey’s mouths as I watched the action.

Finally satisfied, Paul told Jeffrey to stop his thrusts as he started pressing his own cock slowly, firmly into Mike’s ass, pulling out as Mike grimaced, then venturing back in. In took several minutes for Paul to bury his cock, then he set a slow, regular rhythm, letting Mike relax and stretch. Jeffrey started thrusting now, and Mike moaned at the sensation.

Jeffrey had been holding back an orgasm for several minutes now, but as Paul’s pace quickened, Jeffrey could wait no longer. He yelped and came, his load shooting into the muscular ass. Spent, his cock shrank quickly, and he rolled out from under Mike’s body.

I took his place, sliding with some effort into place underneath Mike. I stuck my cock into the slick asshole with ease, and Paul and I set up an alternating rhythm as Mike squirmed in delight. Once again, my hands explored his body as it tensed and flexed in response to our movements. I was getting horned up again, and I started whispering into Mike’s ear. “Who’s the bitch now, boy?” “Your fucking stud ass is mine, you hear?” “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t know up from down.” “You like taking this faggot’s cock in your ass, don’t you?” “This is tighter than your mama’s ass, boy.”

Mike whimpered and squirmed, grunting his replies. “Yeah, I want that hard cock to fuck me hard.” “You know I want it.” “I love it, baby.”

Paul listened to us, grinning, turned on by watching us with each other. Soon he grunted and came, his hot sperm coating the length of my cock.

It was show time. I rolled Mike over and manhandled him to his hands and knees. His hole was slick with cum and lube, and I shoved my cock into it to the hilt, pulled it out, then shoved it in again twenty or thirty more times, each time making Mike moan like a whore. “You want it now, bitch? You want me to fuck your cummy hole like you fucked mine?”

“God, yes,” he whined. “Give it to me hard, fucker.”

Now, I’m in shape, but I don’t have near the stamina Mike does. I conveniently forgot this fact and tore into him like an animal, my cock making a low sloshy sound as it churned up the cum and fluid that had accumulated on the rim of Mike’s asshole, my thighs slapping against his ass as I powered into him.

Within minutes, my breath was coming in gasps and my body was dripping with sweat. I was thrusting with willpower alone as my body screamed at me in exhaustion. I could feel the first spark of an orgasm deep inside me, and I held my breath, determined not to take another one until I was cumming inside this muscleboy’s ass.

I lost track of time; the others told me it was close to forty five seconds. I’d turned beet red, my veins were popping from my forehead, and when I finally exploded the waves of pleasure pounded through my body like a freight train. It was indescribably intense. I finally remembered to breath as my load found its resting spot inside Mike’s body, and I collapsed onto his back, struggling for air, my chest heaving, my head swimming from the oxygen deprivation.

“God, that was fucking amazing,” I finally managed to say into Mike’s left shoulder blade.

Mike twisted his body and lay under mine, grinning. We kissed deeply, slowly.

Finally, I lifted myself to my knees. “You think this story will top the last one?” I asked.

Paul chuckled. “I guess you’ll have to write it and find out.

We were pretty much sated and exhausted. We took showers again, taking turns lathering each other up. We didn’t bother to get dressed. The whole episode had taken us almost six hours, so we had dinner together. Paul complained about going all day without tasting anyone’s cum, so Jeffrey and I looked on as Mike accommodated his dessert request. Jeffrey and I opted for apple pie.

 

[Oogleman]

wish i could write as well as this - fabulous stories!

 

[cropofthecream]

“We gotta one-up last week, though, if he’s gonna write about it,” said Paul. “How the fuck are we supposed to do that?”

Taking Pics would definately one-up it

 

[botboy03]

Thats a really hot story.

Zac

 

[kcm17480]

That was incredibly hot. I need to go clean up after that one.

 

[cropofthecream]

I just can't stop thinking about this story -- it's just so much better since it is true

 

[NastyBlkNWhteCouple]

Awww Fuck dats mad hot!!!!
Beatin off here-as fucking usual-Thax bro!!!

 

[goof_sebastian]

Wow, that's fuckin' hot. I shot my cum a few times when I was reading this story. Really, u r an incredibly talented writer. Damn, I wish I was there for the fuckfest. How about a 3rd sequel? Now if u excuse me, I gotta go jerk myself off.