I Thought I Knew - Book 1 and Book 2

[hardreader]

WARNING!​

The first part of this chapter includes specific and fairly graphic descriptions of incest. I know this is a turn-off for some guys and a turn-on for others. So if it's a problem for you, beware! But I suggest you start reading and, if you get uncomfortable, skim to the end so you can read where this story is headed next.

I Thought I Knew -- Book Two
The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 18, Part I
From Billy's viewpoint​

When we got back home it was pretty late. Tom seemed really happy that we’d asked him to join us. Justin seemed cool with everything. And I know I was in a really good mood.

I think we were all in a really good mood. It wasn’t sex that had us all feeling high. We were really just into having made a great new friend. Sure, Tom was so fucking hot and too damn cute for his own good. We could easily have taken the sex stuff another step right then and there. But I somehow knew that what was really fueling us was that Justin and I had made a friend who was going to last. I think Tom felt the same way. We could all end up being a lot more than jerk-off buddies.

We broke out some beers, sat around the kitchen table and started talking about the guys at the club. You know, who was hot and who was checking us out. And then Tom really got off describing how hot the guy was who had been watching us so close on the dance floor. The whole time he was talking about him, he was rubbing his cock in his pants. And it was obvious that his cock was happy about that.

Tom went into great detail telling us how he had hoped the guy would be as hot up close as he was at a distance. But that wasn’t how it went.

After talking about the guy at the club, he started telling us how much he was into older guys. How he had been since the beginning. And then he started to tell us how it all started with his older brother. They used to share a room and . . .

“A lot of times at night, I mean like after we’d turned out the lights and should have been trying to go to sleep, I could hear that sound guys make when they’re jerking off under their sheets. I’d never jerked off in bed, at least not while my brother was in the room, but I knew what he was doing. I just tried not to listen. Not to think about what was happening.

“Of course, I knew he was hard and jerking off and I knew what it was like to cum. But I fought myself trying not to picture what it might be like if I could see under his covers. If could see his cock straining. So fucking hard and needing to cum. His hand stroking it. I couldn’t help but hear the beat of it. But I fought the image, some nights with more success than others.

“I mean, you know at that age I jerked off. I was a kid and kids get excited easy. Anything can give a guy a boner. I mean I sported wood if the wind blew past me. So I wasn’t too surprised that the sounds of my big brother with his big cock rubbing one out a few feet away got me excited.

“A lot of times, when he let out that little groan just as he got his nut, I’d give my own cock a squeeze. Even though I was always hard by then, I never did anything about it. Maybe I’d push my cock against my mattress, but I never got off. Even when I could smell my brother’s cum drift across to my side of the room.

“Then one night, I heard that familiar noise of his sheets moving. And a few minutes later he kinda whispered to me to get my ass over to his bed. I don’t remember exactly what I thought. I mean I wasn’t scared or anything. It was like I’d kinda always been expecting him to call for me. Even though I don’t really think I understood what was going to happen.

“We both had these little beds, just big enough for one person really. So when I tried to climb into his bed, we were pretty much right on top of each other,” Tom said.

“He just wanted me to jerk him off. He took my hand in his and guided it to his boner, which seemed huge to me back then. I remember it was kinda sticky from his pre-jizz. I didn’t leak much, not like he was, I don’t think. He had a lot more hair down there than I did and I remember being fascinated by that, too.

“That first time he didn’t say anything. I just jerked his cock. I could tell when he was cumming even before I could feel his hot jizz on my hand. When I was done, he just sort of pushed me away. I almost fell on the floor and then I went back to my bed wondering what the fuck that was all about.

“I mean my brother had just let me jack him off till he came in my hand. Like what was I suppose to do now? I remember being really kinda confused and weirded out by it. But I think I really liked it. Liked doing that with him. It made me feel like I was important or something. That I’d done something real.”

Tom fell silent. He was just sort of staring out into space. I remember Justin and I were both just staring at him, waiting to hear what happened next. Neither of us had ever had anything like that happen to us.

I finally asked him if he wanted another beer and he seemed to kind of come out of his haze. I got us each one and then asked him what happened after that.

He looked kind of sad. “Nothing, Tom finally said. And then again more thoughtfully, “Nothing.”

After a moment he started telling us more.

“It went on like that for a few weeks. Him calling me over like every other night. I’d jerk him off and go back to my bed. He never touched me, except to put my hand on his boner. He never once touched my cock in all that time.

“I remember one night maybe after we’d been doing it about a week, I still had a lot of his jizz on the back of my hand when I got back to my bed. I decided I had to taste it. It was kind of bitter like bleach or something, but I loved the way his cum felt on my tongue. I think I just loved the thought of having his cum in me. In my mouth. And I started to really like the taste.

After that I pretty much always tried to get back to my bed with as much of his cum as I could. I think he figured that out pretty fast and made it as easy as he could for me.

“But even as much as I liked it, I kept thinking I was doing something really wrong and bad. Cuz we were raised Catholic, so I was sure I was going to hell and probably taking my brother with me. Like this was my fault.

“Anyway, one night after I’d gotten him off and gone back to bed, I heard him say, ‘Thanks. It feels so good. You don’t know how good it feels.’

“I was on like a cloud I felt so proud and happy. Those few words of praise from my older brother meant everything to me. And I remember that when he said that I could still taste his fresh cum in my mouth. I lay there thinking about it. I guess I was so caught up in it that I didn’t even realize that I’d started jerking my own hard-on.

“The next thing I knew, he was climbing in my bed saying, ‘Let me help you with that.’

He brushed my hand away and replaced it with his. It felt so hot! So . . . so fucking awesome. It was like a million times better than when I touched myself. And, fuck, it was my brother. My idol.

“So you and your big brother . . .” Justin said, letting his words trail off.

“Yeah, pretty much every night in his bed or mine we’d get each other off. No talking. No kissing. Not even any touching except to jerk each other off. But I felt so close to him. It was our secret. Our special bond. And I guess I loved him for it.”

“So how long did that go on? Did he do anything else with you?” I asked.

“No, that’s pretty much it,” Tom said. Then he stared off again into space like before.

I hadn’t finished my beer and Tom hadn’t even touched his, but Justin’s was dry so I went to get him and me fresh one.

When I came back, I heard Justin saying to Tom, “He did?”

And Tom just nodded as I set the beers down. He finally took a big pull from his and then he started talking again.

“Yeah, he said he wanted to fuck me. Asked me if I knew what that meant. I said I did and that it was OK, I guess. I didn’t really know what it would be like. I just knew it meant his cock would be in my ass. I never really thought about how it would feel or how guys do it. I just said OK.

“So he got off his bed, carrying his pillow. He told me to lie on my stomach with the pillow under my hips to hold them up. I was only semi-hard, but when I pressed my cock into my brother’s pillow, I remember if felt so good. I was hard in a fucking hurry. I liked the way my hard cock felt against that pillow. It was so cool.

“Was it good for you?” I asked. “I really like it when Justin fucks me.”

An awkward silence fell over the three of us. I guess that really wasn’t the coolest thing to say just then.

“I don’t remember how it felt that first time. I mean I know it hurt some. But he wasn’t all that big really. It just seemed like it to me at that age. What I really remember is that while he was poking me that first night, I came before he did. Soaked his fucking pillow with my jizz. I figured I’d fucked up double. One, I’d jizzed his pillow. And two he hadn’t cum yet.

“But he came pretty fast after that. I do remember how hot his jizz felt in my ass. It sort of burned. He didn’t use a condom or anything. He never did. Just fucked me bareback. I didn’t know there was another way, I guess. I just knew what we did. I really came to love that feeling of his jizz pumping into my ass. The sounds he made as he came in me.

“It was such a big deal to me that I could do this special thing for him that no one else could. That’s what I thought then.

“Anyway, that first night when I had jizzed his pillow, I’ll never forget. When he pulled his cock out of me, he reached down and yanked the cum-soaked pillow out from under me. He took it back to bed and slept on it.

“I was laying there in my bed feeling his cum dripping out of my ass, between my legs and onto the sheets. I was lying in a pool of his cum and he was sleeping with his head on mine. How cool was that?

“The next morning when he got up I saw him take that pillow case off and fold it up and put it in one of his drawers. Later, he put a clean one on. I remember wondering about that all day. Why the pillowcase? Why not the sheets?

I didn’t know about wet dreams then. I’d never had one. Still haven’t. I finally figured out, or he told me maybe, that mom would just think we’d had wet dreams in the sheets. No big deal.”

And Tom went silent again.

Another swig of beer for each of us and then unprompted . . .

“And you know that pillow case. Every night he’d fuck me, he’d put that same cummy cover back on that pillow. And every time I’d blow my load in it and he’d sleep on it. I thought that was so fucking cool. Like it meant he loved me or something.”

Justin and I were just sitting there shaking our heads in disbelief as Tom finished his story. Finally Justin started to laugh and set kind of quiet to me, “Like our jeans.” And we both laughed because we knew in a way it was kinda the same.

I think Tom must have asked us to tell our stories then. And we did. In detail. Pretty much everything. Jess and Ted and everything. Even Joe. Everything that had happened to us. Except we left out anything about H.R. or this story. We never told anybody about what H.R. always calls “the project.”

It isn’t that we were afraid or ashamed or anything. It would just be too difficult, we thought. We didn’t think guys would understand. And even if they did, we wondered how they’d react to us if they knew that much about us. So we’d learned to leave that out. And we did with Tom that night.

It was almost 5 in the morning when we finished our stories. We weren’t drunk. We were just tired. And without ever discussing it, at least I don’t remember saying anything about it, we all just went into our bedroom, took off our clothes and . . .

Oh, yeah, Justin made everyone brush their teeth. We gave Tom a new toothbrush he could call his own. I think Justin kind of hoped he’d be using it often.

Then we climbed into bed. Me first in the middle. Justin on one side of me. Tom on the other. We all started lying on our backs, but I can’t sleep that way. So I tossed and turned for a few minutes until I settled on my right side, facing Tom. Tom was quick to turn on his side, too. Nestling his cute ass up against my cock. His back against my chest. I ran my left hand through his hair and then lifted it up and over him. He looked back at me and we kissed goodnight. Soft and moist. His warm, soft lips brushing up to mine. Soon we had nestled back into one another.

Then it was Justin’s turn to snuggle up behind me, the way we almost always slept. But now he had reached over me and was stroking Tom’s shoulder.

“Goodnight,” Justin said and I remember his arm falling still draped across me and Tom. And I guess I fell fast asleep.

To be continued . . .

Be sure to leave a post to tell us what you thought, what you hope for, or what you fear. And feel free to share your thoughts on incest. Pro or con, we all have them . . . feelings, that is.

I'll be back with Part II of this chapter in about a week. Until then, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[keigan86]

That was another great addition HR!!!

I feel there is maybe more to Tom and his brothers story? Maybe I am reading too much into his spacing off but who knows?

Justin and Billy glad yall found a friend yall can enjoy things with!!!

 

[DonQuixote]

Billy - Thanks for giving us your vantage point on this very special night.
Tom has found good friends in the two of you and, I think you've found a good friend in him. He got a bad rap the last time he was at your place from Justin not knowing everything.

HR - Thanks for writing this so carefully. I wish my big brother and I could have experimented growing up. We were never close friends. We were classic "fighting" siblings -- We were 2 years apart - too close together, really. I wanted to do things with him and his friends. He, on the other hand, wanted to have HIS friends.

We moved every 3-4 years growing up so, just about the time we'd really started to develop close friends (pre-puberty), it was time for my dad to get a better job in a new city and we all got uprooted and moved.

That changed when we got back to upstate - we made him promise not to move us till we were out of high school. We're still here forty years later. I promised I'd never do that to my kids. I'm sure I cost myself career advancement, but it was worth the sacrifice to know they could grow up and develop close friendships. Even now, my son is in DC, but interested in moving back up here some day because of his friend base.

I digress. It was a lovely telling of a quiet bonding time. I could feel the afterglow, even though they didn't do anything after they got back to the apartment except share their life stories. "Except". That's one BIG exception.

Most guys wouldn't give a shit where you'd been or how you'd gotten there, other than in a shallow sense.

I do believe the boys, for all their cum-filled sex fun, are growing up.

 

[BillyCanCum]

My dear Hr: what can I say, except... explosive? Lol. I'm sure glad that we had a chance to learn about that super sexxxy little tidbit from Tom's past. I came A LOT from reading this latest chapter. I just wanna say to Hr, Billy, Justin, Jess & all the other ppl involved in the different stages/aspects of "the project": thanks, you guys. It can't be easy to just put all of this out in the open for all of us to read. It's not just about the sex (although I try to cum whenever I'm reading that you guys are cumming, lol), it's about everyday ppl living their lives. So thanks for sharing your lives with us, and I hope you're all doing well!

That's so cool that you try to cum when we cum. You shud fuck when we fuck and suck when we suck. Then youd be having a good time. I bet you won't be abl;e to keep up in this next part. Thanks for saying such nice things about us,

 

[caddymac]

Billy, there is no way I could keep up with you!!
Thank you for sharing Tom's part with us. I have always wondered if that would happen between brothers. Now I know it can.

 

[hardreader]

I'm running a little behind this week and so am only just now doing the final editing on the next episode. If you enjoyed reading about Billy and Justin's night out dancing with Tom and their little discussion afterwards, I suspect you'll like this episode. It picks up the next morning with Billy still describing the events as the three guys awake to face a new day and new realities.

But before I get to that, I better answer the week's mail:

1big14me -- "Thank you Billy, justin and Tom, I blew a big load during your stories. HR, again a great job putting the story together. I can still shoot a few good loads now and then." We know you can and we appreciate it that you shoot so many reading this project. I'm pretty sure this next episode will start to test your limits.

keigan86 -- "I feel there is maybe more to Tom and his brothers story? Maybe I am reading too much into his spacing off but who knows? Justin and Billy glad yall found a friend yall can enjoy things with!!!" So, keigan86, I'm interested to know just what you think the "more" to the story of Tom and his brother might be. Got any theories you'd like to share?

DonQuixote -- "It was a lovely telling of a quiet bonding time. I could feel the afterglow, even though they didn't do anything after they got back to the apartment except share their life stories. "Except". That's one BIG exception. Most guys wouldn't give a shit where you'd been or how you'd gotten there, other than in a shallow sense. I do believe the boys, for all their cum-filled sex fun, are growing up." That's a very interesting observation. I was beginning to think maybe I was the only one who felt that way.

skittles -- "I'm sure glad that we had a chance to learn about that super sexxxy little tidbit from Tom's past. I came A LOT from reading this latest chapter. I just wanna say to Hr, Billy, Justin, Jess & all the other ppl involved in the different stages/aspects of "the project": thanks, you guys. It can't be easy to just put all of this out in the open for all of us to read. It's not just about the sex (although I try to cum whenever I'm reading that you guys are cumming, lol), it's about everyday ppl living their lives. So thanks for sharing your lives with us, and I hope you're all doing well!" Maybe you're just the guy to ask. So how many times have the guys cum during this project? Do you have any idea? Does anyone else? I've often wondered but never gone back to count. I know the whole idea of you cumming every time someone in the project cums has got Billy all worked up. I suspect the very fact that you wrote that comment got him off. But then most anything will get Billy off these days.

caddymac -- "Thank you for sharing Tom's part with us. I have always wondered if that would happen between brothers. Now I know it can." I am pretty sure from some PMs I received that it not only can happen between brothers, but often does. Would anyone like to share an experience?

Well, as I said, I'm behind so I better get back to work. I'll do my best to post later today. And for some of you still promising to post who haven't, you've got a couple of hours at least, so speak up now! Until we meet again, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

HR,

Sorry it has taken me so long to respond. I read your latest installment last weekend but didn't have time to post a comment. It has been a very busy week for me preparing for the next few weeks of my life. I'm finished with school and I am leaving for Arkansas tomorrow for a 4 day orientation with the trucking company that hired me. After that I will be with a driver trainer for 4 to 6 weeks. Then, I'll be on my own.

What can I say about the last installment except, OMG it was hot. Nicely written and again I could see it in my minds eye.

Tom,

Thanks for allowing the guys to share your story with us. It brought back some memories of when I was 16 or 17. Waking my older brother up one night by giving him a blow job. Doing that was so hot for me. I came just by sucking him off. So I know from first hand experience how much of a turn on it can be to do things with your brother.

Thank you, all of you; Billy, Justin, Tom, and HR for this tale of love, hot sex, emotions, and so much more.

Kevin

 

[hardreader]

Before we get to the next installment, there is one late mailbag entry:

kk-lonewolf-37 -- "Sorry it has taken me so long to respond. I read your latest installment last weekend but didn't have time to post a comment. Tom, Thanks for allowing the guys to share your story with us. It brought back some memories of when I was 16 or 17. Waking my older brother up one night by giving him a blow job. Doing that was so hot for me. I came just by sucking him off. So I know from first hand experience how much of a turn on it can be to do things with your brother." I was hoping someone would share an experience, because there were several of you who shared such stories privately with me. Most of them good experiences. So thanks, Kevin.

I Thought I Knew -- Book Two
The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 18, Part II
From Billy's viewpoint​

I was still in a haze but I had also started to wake up. I was lying in bed on my back. I don’t know how, but I could sense it was my bed. Maybe it was the smell. Or the feel of the sheets on my bare skin.

I had the unstoppable urge to stretch. As I had done hundreds of times before, I started to raise my arms, stretching them toward the wall behind my head. Unexpectedly, I brushed against something. A body on my right. A warm guy’s body. And another on my left!

This needed to be checked out. Even if one was my boyfriend, I still wanted to make sure I knew who the fuck the other one was. As these thoughts stumbled through my sleepy head, it was all a little confusing, I guess. But still I stretched.

My wrists were bent back so the palms of my hands could press against the wall behind my head. My back arched. My legs stretched out. I could feel the muscles and tendons stretch and burn. I could almost feel my bones getting stretched longer. Each joint extending beyond its normal capacity. My whole body stretched out as long as it could. I held that stretch for a moment, listening to my body strain.

Then I let my body recoil. My arms lowered. More contact! An arm against an arm on my right. An arm against . . . was that a chest? Some guy’s naked chest? The thought of my naked body stretched out between two naked guys got my braining stirring faster. Now there was movement all around me.

A body to my right and another to my left, apparently both made restless by my sudden movement. The stretching felt so good, but two guys would feel . . . Ohhhhh! My lungs inhaled deeply. I felt kind of lightheaded at the possibilities.

I felt a warm hand on my abs. Touching me gently. It was warm and friendly, but sending the message that I should settle down. Stop disturbing his peaceful rest beside me.

I still wasn’t fully awake, but awake enough that my cock was getting aroused. I lay there for the moment enjoying being a guy. Waking up with other guys. Warm. Naked. Getting hard. Getting horny. So many possibilities.

I could feel my joints as though they were pulling me back to my more compact size. Everything contracting but my cock. And there was that hand. Now stroking me. Its fingertips toying with the narrow trail of hairs that runs from my navel to my cock. My cock continued to lengthen. I could feel the blood rushing to it. Feel it thicken. Feel it awaken. Ache. Throb.

I made a quarter roll toward whoever the fuck this was stroking my abs and gave out a little groan of appreciation. A sign of encouragement and thanks. If I’d put that groan into words, I would have said something like, Thanks, dude, that feels great. Don’t stop now.

But I didn’t speak. I moved my free hand onto whoever’s hip. A small hip. A lean hip. Bones and muscles. Soft. Hairless. Warm. Smooth. Sexy. Sleek.

I started to return the gentle stroking motion. I was waking up now and I couldn’t resist seeing who the fuck this was in my bed toying with me. His gentle movement so close to my cock. My cock, which was now pretty fucking much full hard in response to this guy’s playful touching. This was so much better than waking up to plain old morning wood.

I guess I really knew all along whose hand it was. Whose hip. Whose tantalizing touch. I’d felt it all before. Hours before. And I’d fucking loved it. So I knew the answer before I actually saw him. It was Tom, of course.

As my eyes opened just wide enough to see him, Tom nestled his shaggy head against my shoulder and chest. He made a sort of purring sound. Fuck, this was so sweet. Even as he snuggled into me I could feel my own pre-jizz leaking onto my abs.

Tom’s hair was as soft as his skin. And warm, too. I felt his cheek against my chest. Not scratchy. Just soft and warm like everything else about him. And a warm smell too that sucked me into him. Like the smell of sleep and sheets and boys. I remembered the smell. It was like Jess. Only better. Sexier. Closer.

I put an arm around him and started gently stroking his ass. So incredibly soft. Like a baby’s. Not a hair on it. And so tight. And warm to my touch.

I stroked him and felt my hard cock spasm with need and then twitch on its own. Ache. Full and throbbing. It was stretching. Touching him. The feel of his body against my aching cock was awesome. I had to generate a gentle friction.

As my cock steadily brushed against him, I could feel every movement. My hard length of cock against the welcoming flesh so near. So near to Tom’s crotch. I worked my hips a little more to help the sensations along. To add to the friction that was sending such wonderful feelings through my cock. Surging throughout my body. It was like my cock was the switch that was turning on the pleasure sources in every part of me. Fuck, this felt so good.

My mind raced back to the night before. I could so clearly remember rubbing my cock in Tom’s pubes. In a cord of people. In the middle of the dance floor. The freedom. The exposure. The people. The audacity. The fucking fun of it all!

And then . . . Cumming. Cumming so hard. Cumming all over Tom. With Justin. And Justin’s cum. Fucking soaking is in cum. Three guys. Together. Having fun. Oh, fuck. It was awesome.

I realized that as I thought back to the night before, my body had become tense. Thrusting. Needing. I’d almost cum just remembering. And here I was, stroking with Tom again.

I let my body go limp. Let the memories and the sensations and my aching cock needing serious fucking attention fade. I lay in a helpless heap. A pile of need and desire and horny guy hormones. Next to Tom. Quiet. Peaceful. Sexy. Tom. A friend. A friend I wanted. Needed bad that morning.

I knew the other body I had brushed against was Justin’s. Even now as I lay like a warm puddle of testosterone snuggled next to Tom, I could feel Justin snuggling up behind me. Working his body into position. Moving his fucking rock hard cock against me. Against my ass. Of course, Justin’s cock was already full fucking hard. Like every morning.

He was snuggling up behind me. Working his cock between my asscheeks. One of his favorite positions in the morning.

I couldn’t help but respond. Knowing how close I had just been to cumming with Tom, I carefully wriggled my ass and relaxed my asscheeks to make it easier for Justin. All the while trying not to disturb Tom and the perfect connection we had going. Trying not to get too close to the edge. But loving being so close to the brink. So fucking hard. With both these guys. My guys.

I felt the hard flesh of Justin’s cock pushing between the softer flesh of my ass. A back and forth motion that edged it ever closer. Finally the hard underside of his cock was pushed right up against my sensitive asshole. Once nestled there, his cock jerked. Once. Twice. Again. Our little signal that he was safe and snug. Right where he wanted to be. Well, almost. My asshole twitched in response.

Justin tried to wrap his free arm around my shoulder and chest as he always did. But that morning I was snuggled up against Tom and there was no room for Justin’s arm.

I felt Justin’s arm stretch a little further. Pause. Then the gentle motion of Justin’s arm just barely moving against my shoulder. He was toying with Tom’s hair. Stroking it. Running his fingers through it. Fluffing it out and letting fall back on his face. I opened my eyes a bit and could see Justin’s hand. Tom’s hair. Tom’s face.

I closed my eyes again as the most pleasant sense of complete nothing flowed over me. Through me. I was happy. Content. Fuck, with these two guys around me. Knowing what we had done. What we could do. My cock. So ready. But without the sense of urgency. Just peace and calm like I couldn’t remember.

“Good morning,” Justin said almost in my ear. A really sexy voice for so early.

“It’s fucking afternoon,” Tom said, not too loud. But almost too loud. My total relaxation was easing away. “The fucking sun’s been up for hours,” Tom said.

“So that doesn’t mean we have to get up,” Justin said. “Doesn’t anyone want to play?” With that he made a couple of thrusts with his hips. Rubbing his huge, hard cock against my sphincter. I could feel the slippery pre-jizz he was oozing. It helped lube my crack. Made each thrust of Justin’s cock slide more smoothly. Sexier.

I had to reach back and touch him as close to his cock as my hand could get. I don’t know exactly what I touched. Maybe his cockhead. Maybe just a bit of pre-jizzed shaft. It was quick. But enough.

Tom raised himself enough so that he could lean over me and kiss Justin. It wasn’t a quick good morning kiss from one friend to another. I was trapped beneath them. Awkward. And a little aggravated as the kiss continued.

“Is Billy gonna play?” Tom asked after breaking the kiss. “I hope so.” And he kissed me, too, with his warm soft lips. Like perfect pillows that felt so good on my own lips. Begged my mouth to ease open and welcome his sly tongue. To give into his welcoming morning invitation to pleasure.

I couldn’t resist. I reached down and took hold of his cock. It was fucking rigid as a pole. And fucking hot, too. I squeezed it hard as he fucked my mouth with his tongue. Tom took my cock in hand and started slow stroking it. What a fucking way to wake up!

“What are you guys doing?” Justin said as he pulled the covers off of us. There Tom and I were face-to-face. Our tongues tangled in each other’s mouths. Saliva covering our faces from our oral explorations.

Our hands probing as much as out tongues. Tom’s cock was as hard and ready for action as mine and I can only assume the feel of my hand stroking his cockhead was turning him on as much as his work on my head had me completely riled to almost the max again. I was ready to fucking play with this boy again.

“What about me,” Justin asked.

I couldn’t resist. I pulled my lips from Tom’s lips. My tongue from his warm mouth. I had to see Tom’s cock. It was fucking straight as an arrow. Kind of cute looking. His cockhead was a nice bluish brown where it stuck out from where my fingers wrapped around it. His nuts were compact and full. A nice sack.

His body was nicely tanned, with the white outline of his very skimpy swim gear very evident. His cockshaft seemed pale in comparison to the tan. His hard cock contrast against both his tan lines and his tanned abs. It was like a fucking photograph. So perfect and fucking hot!

Even though Tom wasn’t hung like Justin or even like me, his pale hard cock stretched well above his tan line toward his navel. Nice. Fucking nice. Now I wanted to suck it. To taste his cock and his cum and have him taste mine.

Then I felt Justin’s cock rubbing my asscrack again and suddenly remembered we had to work this as a three-way. Something new. But I thought for sure it was going to be something fun.

But before I could even think how that might work or what we might do or even what it would be OK to do, Tom looked at me with that cute smile of his under that mop of hair and said, “You guys are so cool.”

I just started to laugh quietly. Mostly inside. But a little laughter bubbled out and he laughed and Justin laughed. We were all wrapped together on Justin’s and my bed. Arms around each other. Hands roaming. It was kinda like when we were dancing at the club the night before, only now we lying down and naked and alone.

We were free to do whatever the fuck we wanted with, to and for each other and ourselves. No one could stop us.

And suddenly I remember my first thought when I looked down and saw Tom rock hard cock this morning. I wanted to suck it. To taste it. To eat his cum.

I didn’t hesitate. I scooted down on the bed. Basically my butt was now at the end of the bed. My legs hanging down. My face buried in Tom crotch. I was licking his cock. Sizing it up with my tongue and lips. Inhaling his aroma. His musk. His fucking man smell. His curly pubes were tickling my nose.

I pulled back because I wanted to see this cock again. It mesmerized me. Tom’s cock. I was gonna being sucking it till it fed me his cum and I wanted to make sure I knew everything about it. That the images in my head could feed off the feelings and tastes in my watering mouth. Match the sensation of my fingers as they ran over his nuts, traveled up and down his shaft, and toyed with his slick, hard cockhead.

I took good measure of it with every sense I had. Then I looked up at him. He was kissing Justin again.

I called seductively to him, “Tom. Oh, Tommy. I’m gonna suck your cock dry. Tommy boy.”

He looked down at me and gave me that boyish grin. “Fucking go for it. I hope you’re not disappointed,” he said to me.

As I looked up into his face, I thought again how fucking young he looked and how fucking cute. I held his cock like a singer holds a mike and let my tongue give it a tongue bath from bottom to top. I could feel Tom shiver as I worked his cock. I could see his grin get even bigger.

“Oh, fuck, dude, that’s awesome. I bet you give the best fucking head,” Tom said.

“He does. Believe me, he does,” Justin said. “You’re in for a real treat. Just lay back and enjoy it.”

And with that, Justin eased his arm from around Tom shoulder and left him sprawled on our bed. Completely naked. Completely exposed to my desires. And what I desired just then was his cock. I don’t really know why, I just wanted cock – Tom’s cock – in my mouth just then.

I held his cock. My hand wrapped around the base of his shaft. I opened my mouth and pulled Tom’s cock into the waiting cavern. I could feel the heat from it in my hand. I could feel it twitch and strain and ache against my fingers. It was so alive. So fucking perfect for me.

I closed my lips around his cockhead. I knew I’d done it just right. I could feel the ridged edge of his crown against the inside of my lips. I knew that his tangle of nerves on the underside of his cock was right at the tip of my tongue.

I moved my lips back and forth. A gentle massage for Tom’s hard cockhead. I flicked my tongue and toyed with his nerve center. I could see his eyes roll back into his head as he let his head fall back. I started to suck.

His cock felt so perfect in my mouth. Cock always does. But I’m used to Justin’s. A third more cock than Tom has. The difference to me wasn’t the size. It was the room I had to play. His cock didn’t fill my mouth. My mouth became like a playground where I could entertain my new friend. My new friend’s cock.

Flick my tongue; make him writhe. Suck it hard; make him moan. Squeeze his nuts; feel him squirm. Stroke and suck and flick; make him cum. I was fucking playing now and Tom looked like he was enjoying it.

I usually close my eyes when I’m sucking Justin. I have so many fucking awesome pictures of him and us in my mind that I let it play like some wild sexy slideshow. I just plug his cock in my mouth. Start sucking and stroking the way he likes. And let the images play.

But with Tom, everything was new. He’d sucked me off at the club that first night. I didn’t really remember it all that clearly because I’d been so fucking drunk. But in the weeks since then, I have to admit, I had built up some . . . some powerful memories. Real or imagined. I didn’t care. They felt real to me. It was those memories of him sucking me off with all those guys watching us. My cum pouring from my cock. Tom slurping my cock through those little underwear. My cum all over his face. Guys pawing at me as I came. Pawing at me. Cumming on me and on Tom.

As I sucked Tom’s cock and saw the blurry image of his pubes and abs, I think I sort of imagined I was him and he was me. That it was that night at the club again. That his aching cock was mine. And mine was his. It’s sort of hard to explain, but it was so fucking good. Tom’s cock in my mouth. My cock in his.

Almost like he was reading my mind, Justin gently smacked my naked ass where it was exposed at the end of the bed. “Hey,” he said, “swing around so Tom can suck you, too. Or are you the only one who gets to have any fun today?” He laughed.

I didn’t get a chance to think about my choices. Justin sort of started to push my ass around. Trying to get me to 69 with Tom. I really didn’t want to break the warm, wet suction I had going on Tom’s cock, but if I didn’t . . . Well, I had to.

“Mmmmmm.” Tom let out a contented sound as I removed my mouth. “So I get to suck you off again?” Of course, Tom knew what was happening. I’d sort of forgotten that he could hear Justin, too. I guess I’d been so into the two of us – me and Tom – I’d forgotten Tom even knew what Justin was doing.

I started to climb into place over Tom’s small body. So lean. So fucking tight. So unbelievably young and fresh and fuckable. Was this out of bounds? Maybe I should ask.

But again before I got a chance, Tom was raising a question of his own. “What about Justin? We can’t leave him all alone.”

Justin moved up to where he could kiss Tom. It wasn’t like the assault he launched on him last night. Just a kiss. A nice kiss. A little tongue, but mouths open and willing. I could see it clearly in front of me.

“Don’t worry about me,” Justin said as he pulled away from Tom’s lips. I knew how soft and warm and moist those lips were and how hard it was to stop kissing them. “I think while you and Billy play sucky cock, I’ll find something to do.”

“Can I suck you a little first? Ever since I saw your cock hard last night, I’ve wondered if I could get it all in my mouth.” Tom gave a kidlike smile to Justin. “OK?”

“Everything and anything you want is OK,” Justin said. “Absolutely anything is OK by me. Just go for it!”

To Be Continued . . .

I know some of you are probably sitting there with your hard-on in your hand. Just ready to cum. No more story to read. But I had to take a break somewhere and there's plenty more ahead before these three guys take a break. So I leave it up to you what to do with your aching cocks. If you care to share your solution, leave a comment. If you care to comment in general on the project, leave a message. If you're mad as hell and can't take it anymore, leave a message.

Whatever, in about a week I'll be back as Billy continues to explain just how good a friend Tom becomes with him and Justin. Until then, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[vamp]

OMG! That was so fucking hot! HR, I'm sorry that I ever doubted you, you can still get my nut anytime you want and boy did you ever. Now I feel absolutely drained . Billy and Justin, sounds like you two had a lot 0f fun with Tom. I only wish I could have joined you. Hope you guys enjoy your new friend.

 

[kk-lonewolf-37]

HR,

Damn it I hate you. How could you stop there? You could have kept going. We wouldn't have minded a "nice long" installment! LOL As usual you did a great job and I for one can't wait until next week to read how the rest of their day went. I think I just may have another mess to clean up if it goes the way I think it will. And yeah I made one this afternoon. I just knew you would want to know that. LOL

Guys,

I hope you enjoy your time with Tom. It must be great to have a new friend you can play with like you guys do with him. Hopefully I will know soon, too. I have a friend that I have been talking to and he wants us to meet. I can't wait to be able to do some of things I have read here with him.

Thanks for sharing,

Kevin

 

[DonQuixote]

In the morning, In the evening, ain't we got fun!
Or, given Tom's need for accuracy in time keeping --
A-a-afternoon Delight!
Songs from two different eras, but I think they both sum up what our boys are having! Justin - ANYTHING is OK???!
I know Tom's becoming a REAL Good Buddy, but are you going to maintain any of your limits? Obviously, it's your call, and I'm glad you're BOTH enjoying getting intimate with Tom and getting to know him a LOT better.

Is this Hakuna matata time? No worries, all is OK with all three of you? No concerns coming down the pike? I hope not. I hope it's all good for all concerned. I know you've expressed concerns in the past, is all.

Damn, it was hot!

 

[Kyanimal]

Un-FREAKING-Believable, hr!! How the HELL did you capture, in such intimate detail, the EXACT, same, INTENSE, Wonderful, feelings that I discovered, so many years ago, when I woke up with Mitch, between "My" Kev, and I, in our queen sized water bed????

Though ... unlike Tom ... Mitch was, and I suppose still is, a very muscular, olive skinned, brown haired, hazel eyed "mix", of Greek, and Italian heritage (with a German surname)!

How we ended up with Mitch, completely naked, "SO Smexy", smelling of musky "MAN!", HARD, and ready to "Rock!", between us, is not very much different than the way Tom ended up in bed with Billy and Justin!! (But, we had known Mitch for a while longer ... the "entanglements"/relationship being a bit more complicated/deeper.)

THAT morning (Afternoon!), was what I thought to be, up until now, a "Unique" experience! Now ... YOU, and Justin, and Billy, have proven that it was not all that "exceptional" after all! (Though, mind-blowing, Phenominal, none the less!!)

I know what happend between Mitch, "My" Kev, and I, after the point where you ended this chapter! And, I can't wait until we find out how it all went with Justin, Billy, and Tom past the point that you've left all of "Us" Dangling!!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz ;-)

 

[keigan86]

O HR you are the best writter around my man!!!!

Billy your description of what was taking place I felt like I was a camera watching it all!!!

If this was only installment one I am really gona need a bigger towel for installemnt 2 haha.

 

[caddymac]

HR, great job of writing! Billy, wow what a way to wake up in the morning. Two hot guys on your sides and all three so blinking hot it is unreal. You gave HR enough info about this event that my mind was so into the story. Yeah my nuts were churning but I couldn't stop reading. MMM So dang hot!! The three of you? WOOF!

 

[caddymac]

Billy, I have been thinking about you and your stretching part of the story when I have been stretching now. But I don't have the hot sexy bodies next to me and one of those bodies having a hand on my cock but it sure is nice to think about. Thanks for adding that in this chapter.

 

[hardreader]

After a year and a half of posting this project on time week after week, I have clearly missed my latest deadline. I have skipped posting for a week or two for holidays and the like. But I've always announced those in advance. This past week just got away from me and I wasn't ready with the next episode to post. The bad news is that I am still not ready. The good news is that the writing is going very well right now and I expect to be ready to post on Thursday. So just one week lost.

There are only a few more episodes before Book II comes to a close and I expect to be able to keep it on schedule through the finale. My work has been extremely demanding since the first of the year. As much as I enjoy working on this project, I do need to pay my bills.

Thanks for your patience and understanding. Watch for more action ... and believe me you don't want to miss this action ... cumming very soon.

Until then, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[hardreader]

I've been working hard on this next episode. Every spare minute I can manage. Writing a rewriting. I have so much material. So much sex. So much I want to include. But let's get real. I can only write so much. Tomorrow I'll be posting Chapter 18 -- Part III. There is a Part IV cumming. And then one more chapter that will finally wrap up Book II.

I think I am pretty happy with how this next episode goes. Plus Billy finally seems to agree that I can't include every little thing that happened. I can pretty well assure you that if you had some unfinished business at the end of the last episode, you should be prepared to finish it tomorrow.

So now on to the mailbag:

vamp -- "OMG! That was so fucking hot! HR, I'm sorry that I ever doubted you, you can still get my nut anytime you want and boy did you ever. Now I feel absolutely drained" Well, vamp, I guess you aren't one of those fans who left his "business" unfinished. But feel free to blow another load or two tomorrow.

kk-lonewolf-37 -- "Damn it I hate you. How could you stop there? You could have kept going. . . . I for one can't wait until next week to read how the rest of their day went. I think I just may have another mess to clean up if it goes the way I think it will. And yeah I made one this afternoon. I just knew you would want to know that." OK, so both you and vamp got off last time. Maybe you guys should start reading this project together.

DonQuixote -- "Justin - ANYTHING is OK???! I know Tom's becoming a REAL Good Buddy, but are you going to maintain any of your limits? Obviously, it's your call, and I'm glad you're BOTH enjoying getting intimate with Tom and getting to know him a LOT better." I think I heard Justin humming "It's Only Just Begun" the other day. Does that help answer your question?

Kyanimal -- "Un-FREAKING-Believable, hr!! How the HELL did you capture, in such intimate detail, the EXACT, same, INTENSE, Wonderful, feelings that I discovered, so many years ago, when I woke up with Mitch, between "My" Kev, and I, in our queen sized water bed???? ...How we ended up with Mitch, completely naked, "SO Smexy", smelling of musky "MAN!", HARD, and ready to "Rock!", between us, is not very much different than the way Tom ended up in bed with Billy and Justin!! ... I know what happend between Mitch, "My" Kev, and I, after the point where you ended this chapter! And, I can't wait until we find out how it all went with Justin, Billy, and Tom past the point that you've left all of "Us" Dangling!!" You think I left you dangling? I want details of how your story ended. You're the cocktease around here. You better tell us all who put cock A in slot B and all of that.

keigan86 -- "O HR you are the best writter around my man!!!!Billy your description of what was taking place I felt like I was a camera watching it all!!! If this was only installment one I am really gona need a bigger towel for installemnt 2" Get a bigger towel! Quick!

skittles -- "Hr, me no likey the cocktease! Can I at least get a pm that'll get me off? Lol. Billy, you didn't make me cum this chapter. I guess there's a 1st time for everything, right?" The day of reckoning is near. Maybe keigan will let you borrow a towel.

caddymac -- "Billy, wow what a way to wake up in the morning. Two hot guys on your sides and all three so blinking hot it is unreal. You gave HR enough info about this event that my mind was so into the story. Yeah my nuts were churning but I couldn't stop reading. MMM So dang hot!! The three of you? WOOF!" I love it when you bark and cum at the same time.

OK, so it doesn't seem like too many off you actually failed to get off on the last episode. But regardless of whether you blew a load or not last time, I'd recommend you follow keigan's lead and get a bigger towel for tomorrow's episode. Hell, maybe I ought to just hire a towel boy as part of this project.

Until tomorrow, stay happy. And stay hard!

 

[Kyanimal]

Kyanimal -- You think I left you dangling? I want details of how your story ended. You're the cocktease around here. You better tell us all who put cock A in slot B and all of that.

Hell, maybe I ought to just hire a towel boy as part of this project.

Until tomorrow, stay happy. And stay hard!

ME a cocktease??? Ha! I haven't been "accused" of that for years!! (THANK YOU!! )

As for the rest of my story ... I think I'll wait until this one is finished. Wouldn't want to distract anyone!

Definitely looking forward! And ... NO! ... I wouldn't mind, or turn down, a Towel Boy at all!! Send him on UP!!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

 

[hardreader]

I Thought I Knew -- Book Two
The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 18, Part III
From Billy's viewpoint​

So there we were. The three of us. Tom. Justin. And me. In bed. Naked. Hard. So fucking horny for each other. It was like you could feel the sexual tension on your skin. You could inhale it and get high. Something was gonna happen and it was gonna be fucking hot.

Justin’s words were still ringing in my ears. “Everything’s OK. Absolutely everything is OK by me. Just go for it!”

“Do you mean that?” Tom asked, a surprised look on his face. I couldn’t help but notice his hand had gone quickly to his hard cock and started slowly stroking it.

Whatever Justin might say, I already knew what I wanted. I wanted Tom to be a guy we could fuck around with. I mean really fuck around with. And I really felt . . . I’ve thought about this a lot since then. I really thought I didn’t feel about Tom the same way that I felt about Joe. Or even the same way that I felt about Todd.

I really liked Tom. Like a special good bud. Even though I hadn’t known him long, I knew he was wild fucking crazy sexy to play with. He was like a big, cute, lovable sex toy. A living sex toy. Fuck, that’s exactly what he was.

I guess I’d been kinda quiet for a while thinking about this. Suddenly I realized we were all stretched out on the bed. Each of us stroking his own cock. Waiting for something to happen. Waiting for someone to do something.

“Soooo” I said looking at Justin, hoping he would understand the question I was thinking, but not saying. As though to make my point, I took my hand off my own cock and took the opportunity while Tom was scratching his nuts to wrap my fingers around his cock and stroke it for him.

Just touching his hard cock at that moment sent such a fucking charge through my own cock. It was like stroking Tom’s cock was better than stroking my own.

I was so fucking hard at that point, getting aching hard as I ran my fingers up and down Tom’s throbbing shaft. Just slow jerking it. Looking at that fine, young cock. Feeling the heat from it in my hand. Almost smelling the testosterone surging through him. Playing with his meat, while I waited for what I hoped Justin would say.

At last Justin spoke. “It’s OK by me, if it’s OK by you,” he said. I smiled and nodded my agreement.

“So really anything?” Tom asked.

“What would you like to do?” I asked.

“Well, I didn’t get fucked last night, soooo” he said, kind of the same way I just had. Like he was mimicking me.

“It’s your ass, man. Just tell us what you like. We aim to please,” Justin said. “The only rule is everybody’s gotta be bagged, unless it’s me and Billy fucking. And if anyone says stop, we stop. All of us. OK?”

“Dude, whatever.” I can’t even begin to describe just how big a smile Tom had on his face just then. But he looked like he was about 16. Like a kid about to get fucked for the first time. Only I knew this was far from his first time.

I thought he’d say something. Like I wanna fuck Justin. Or can I cum in your face. But he didn’t. He just climbed onto his hands and knees, straddling me. His knees near my hips. And then his mouth opened as though he were going to speak, but instead he leaned down and started kissing me with those soft pillow lips of his. Letting his tongue wander through my mouth. I returned the favor.

As we continued to kiss, he lowered his hips. Our cocks were now touching each other. The flesh on the underside of his cock just grazing the underside of mine. It was like electric shocks were running between us. My cock twitched and jerked. It stretched longer and got harder than I could ever remember. My cock. Just trying to keep contact with Tom’s. To enjoy the sexual surge of pleasure it was causing.

Even though Tom’s cock wasn’t all that big, I could feel how incredibly hard it was. And as the seconds ticked slowly by, he started to gently rub and press his cock against mine harder and harder.

Then he’d stop and made it sort of twitch. It was incredibly sexy being there with him. Our warm bodies pressing together. Our tongues swapping spit and learning their way around each other’s mouths.

As the touch of my cock against Tom’s fueled my sexual needs, images of that first night at the club were flashing like fireworks in my head. Images of Tom sucking me off. Of cum on his face. In his mouth. My cum. Flowing. Hot. Creamy. Thick. It’s very smell attracting guys like flies. All over me. Wanting me. Wanting my jizz.

And mixed with the images of that first night were images of the night before. When Justin and Tom and me had worked each other into a sexual frenzy. Hard cocks against hard cocks. Hands roaming. Mouths kissing. Sucking. Needing. And finally cum. So much cum. All over each other out on the dance floor. Guys just standing and watching us blow our wads all the fuck over each other. Fucking Tom! This little guy was so sexy.

I was running my hands across the smooth tanned skin of Tom’s back and squeezing his ass cheeks as he humped and pumped me. Keeping both of us so fucking hard I was afraid I’d pop too soon.

Then I felt Justin start to move around on the bed. Before I realized what he was doing, my hands were trapped between Justin’s hips and Tom’s ass. It was like Justin was trying to fuck him, but I guess he was just humping him.

Soon Justin was in rhythm with Tom. Their hips thrusting. Tom pressing his cock against mine. Justin humping Tom tight little ass.

Each time Justin ended a humping action, I could move my hands between the two guys just a little. And soon I had one hand wrapped around Justin’s enormous cock. Maybe it felt even bigger that day in comparison to Tom’s, but it felt huge. I remember thinking, How the fuck do I take this up my ass? It felt so huge. And all I knew was I was feeling it and helping guide it as it rubbed against Tom’s asshole.

About then the room seemed to be getting awfully hot and Justin started talking about how good it felt to rub his throbbing cock against Tom’s asshole. To have Tom squeeze it between his butt cheeks. How he wanted to cum all over both of us while we fucked beneath him. Wanted to run his cock deep into Tom’s ass. Stuff like that.

I knew it was turning Tom on just as much as me. The only time that Justin stopped his sex talk was when he was kissing one of us, or running his tongue in Tom’s ear. Or some shit like that.

I could feel pre-jizz flowing from Justin’s cock. I was using it to lube up his cock so I could stroke it even better. I’d been spreading his pre-goo around and between Tom’s cheeks so Justin could slide between them even better.

I guess it was about then that my instincts just took over. I stopped stroking Justin’s cock. Stopped playing with his nuts. Instead I started working his pre-jizz around Tom’s hole. I could feel his warm, twitching sphincter pushing back against my long middle finger. His hole was opening and closing like lips. Almost like it was trying to suck my finger in.

And soon it had. At least to my knuckle. So easy and smooth I hardly realized it at first. I pulled it out. Got more of Justin’s leaking goo on it and went in again. I guess I just rammed it in all the way. There didn’t seem to be any resistance. Just a sucking warmth and tight squeeze as I poked in as far as I could go.

Tom’s head started to turn from side to side and this distant look came over his face. But it was filled with pleasure and lust. He didn’t need to say he liked it. Just looking into his face it was obvious he fucking loved it.

More of Justin’s goo and another finger. Tom was moaning and Justin was jabbing at Tom’s hole with his hard cock as though he were trying to work his way in along with my two fingers. That wasn’t working, but it didn’t stop Justin from trying.

Slick as they were with Justin’s pre-jizz, it was really a tight fit to get three fingers worked into Tom butt hole. But when I had, Tom let out a groan of pleasure that sent a special surge through my cock.

Then I felt him go tense. His body stiffened. He went still for a moment. He seemed to stop breathing. Then he started saying shit like, “Oh, fuck man, deeper. Fucking deeper. Make me cum. Fuck my ass with those fingers.”

I fucking did. And almost immediately Justin moved back a little. Giving me more room to work Tom’s ass. I knew Justin was still stroking his own cock. I knew Justin well enough to be able to tell he was getting close to getting his nut too.

Tom had started his thrusting motions again, creating incredible friction between our cocks. I could feel my cock against his. Feel the rub of his kinky pubes against my shaft. Feel his warm, hard abs against my cockhead. My fucking cum was building fast and my nuts were pulled tight. Holy fuck this was awesome I tried to relax. Tried to hold back. I wanted this to last. The ache and throb in my cock. So hard. Straining to cum. Straining to hold off.

It was like the dance floor cum the night before. Building to that climax. And I could tell all three us were fucking close.

Then Tom started moaning and groaning and I picked up the pace of finger fucking him with three fingers up his tight hole.

I was totally focused on all the sensations going on in my own cock and Tom’s. They were so intertwined. The sensations sort of flowed from one cock to the other. His pleasure was mine and mine was his.

I hadn’t thought . . . hadn’t expected what happened next.

“Holy fuck,” Justin bellowed and started to cum all over my hand and Tom’s asshole. So much warm, creamy jizz. Powerful shots. Hitting right where my fingers were plowing into Tom’s ass.

I knew I was working Justin’s cum into Tom’s hole. And as I did, I felt Tom tense for a second and then his warm cum was covering my cock. Surging into my pubes. Making that space between us a gooey fucking mess. So hot and sexy and fucking awesome. I just could sense guys cumming all around me. All over me. And then, holy fuck, I came too.

It was like time sort of stopped. I stopped. Everything stopped. The cum that had been building in me for too fucking long gathered at the base of my cock. The pressure building. The surge too strong to hold back. Then it started. I thought I’d scream if I didn’t get the release of a fucking awesome cum soon. The surge rose. The feeling down the whole length of my cock was maddeningly powerful. I was cumming. And as I released my jizz between Tom and me, I started humping against his cock. He was still hard and hot and slick with his own cum. I was humping him like a madman. And he humped me right back. Until the pain and the pleasure were almost completely spent.

Justin was dripping the last of his juice and rubbing his cock right where my fingers disappeared into Tom’s hole. I thought Tom’s ass might just open up and suck Justin’s cock right in with my fingers, but it didn’t.

It was all too much. Tom on top of me groaning in ecstasy. His cum covered cock still rubbing against mine. Then, as it always does, the smell of our cum rose up from between us and sent a new surge of lust through me. Need. Sex. Power. It was a final surge before I collapsed from the intensity of it all. But I enjoyed it till the last.

I pulled my fingers from Tom’s hot, cummy hole as Justin leaned into Tom’s back. Justin let his weight start to rest on Tom and me. Then he wrapped his arms down around us and toppled our pile of sweaty, sexy bodies off to one side.

I couldn’t resist running my hands over Tom’s and Justin’s bodies. Letting my fingers and palms slide through the cum that seemed to be everywhere.

For maybe five minutes we lay there beside each other. A tangle of limbs. Our lust for each other still alive. Still toying with the possibilities all around us. Cocks. Assholes. Hands. Mouths. Naked flesh. Slimy cum. Body heat. Needs. Desires. Dreams. All tangled together.

Eventually my pulse slowed. My body temperature began to cool. Even my cock began to shrink back to a more relaxed state. I was lying on my side facing toward Tom, who was lying on his back.

I was mindlessly toying with his pubes and his cock and his nuts. My fingers doing whatever felt right. Whatever felt good. I wasn’t even really aware of it until Tom took my hand by the wrist and lifted it to his mouth.

His tongue slithered from his mouth like a snake’s and caught a glob of cum, sucking it into his mouth. Sucking it through his soft lips. Grey globs caught in an almost clear slime disappeared into his mouth. Fuck if anyone could tell whose cum it was at that point.

Justin leaned over and kissed him. Mouth opened. Whose cum? In whose mouth?

I freed my hand and got a glob of mystery cum for myself. It tasted a little like mine with maybe some vinegar or bleach mixed in. Not bad. Not the best. But . . .

“Dudes, you’re so loose,” Tom said and then sort of laughed. “I love hanging with you guys. I mean some guys, I don’t know, with some guys it’s just sex. That’s all they think about. And they drag you into that. But not with you guys. You’re just fun. It’s like it’s not even sex at all. Just a good time.” And he started to laugh again.

I kinda knew what he was trying to say. And I thought he was right about how it had been. Right about the way we had just been fucking around. And it had been like that the night before, too. And, as best I could remember, that first night at the club. It wasn’t sex. It was a good time. Guys being guys. Just letting their guard down and doing whatever.

I think that’s what Tom was saying. What Justin had been looking for. What all three of us had just stumbled into.

“So what do you wanna do now?” Justin asked. It seemed like he was mostly asking Tom so I didn’t say anything. I just waited. Tom didn’t answer at first, either.

Then Tom said, “Well, now all I need to do is to get fucked this afternoon and I will have had the perfect weekend.”

“I think we can oblige you there,” Justin said. “If all you need is to get fucked . . .” He let the rest of the sentence dangle. An invitation? A tease?

It was like none of us – not Tom, not Justin, not me – none of us knew quite how to . . . whatever. So we lay there mostly doing nothing until somebody, I don’t really remember who, said they were hungry.

We got out of bed shortly after that. We needed food and I needed some fucking juice. I was drained. After we ate, we were sitting on the sofa watching some stupid show on TV. We were all still naked and that seemed completely cool.

Tom was sitting in the middle between me and Justin. And while we were just sitting there watching TV, he put an arm around each of our shoulders. It seemed a little awkward at first. I mean, he’ shorter than me and Justin and so his arms were like up too high to be comfortable draped across our shoulders.

And as we sat there like that, I don’t know, but somehow Justin seemed really open. Vulnerable. His legs were spread. His arms were out around us. His body naked. And so smooth and tan and tight. It sounds crazy now but right then I did what just seemed so fucking natural. I just started licking him. His chest. His nipples. His neck.

My big, slurpy, wet tongue all over his body. And then Justin decided to join in. It was silly in a way, but also hot. Almost anything you did with Tom ended up being a huge turn-on. At least for me.

And Tom’s kinda giggling like it tickles and all. And he’s getting hard. And I know I’m getting hard. I haven’t touched his cock or gotten near it. But it doesn’t matter. It’s a fucking turn-on

The phone rang. Justin’s cell.

He picked it up off the table and checked it. “It’s Joe,” he said.

“That professor guy?” Tom asked.

“Yeah,” Justin said.

“That’s so cool. He’s like for real,” Tom said.

Justin flipped his cell open. “Hi,” he said. Then silence as Justin listened to Joe at the other end.

“Nothing really.” More silence.

“Yeah, he’s right here. We’re just watching some TV with a friend.” Silence.

“No, you wouldn’t know him.” Silence.

“No. We’re just hanging out. So what’s up? Do you need something? . . .” And as his conversation with Joe continued, Justin got up and walked into the kitchen. Privacy I guess.

Tom and I were left behind just sort of staring at each other. Finally I shrugged and leaned down and sucked Tom’s cock into my mouth. Justin had been so right all along.

To Be Continued . . .

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[keigan86]

Wow I think my cock will be sore for days over that one haha!!!

Too hot and now Joe wants something??