Sorry for the slight delay guys. As I said, my life just got a little out of whack again this week. I'll try to post early next week to make up for it. Thanks for all the comments so far. Please, keep 'em cumming.
I Thought I Knew -- Book Two
The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 18, Part V
From Billy's viewpoint
Tom was sitting with his back against our headboard. His feet and legs tucked under him. There it was again. That shit-eating grin that made him look about 16.
“Will you both fuck me?” he asked as Justin and I piled onto the bed on either side of him.
“At the same time?” Justin blurted out before I had a chance to say something clever, like Fuck, yeah!
I could hardly wait to hear Tom’s answer. If he said yes . . . goddamn double-fuck!. This would be Justin’s dream come true. And holy fucking Christmas, I sure as hell wouldn’t mind double-fucking Tom one bit. To feel Justin’s throbbing cock squeezed against mine as we pounded Tom’s tight ass. His pleasure and pain. That cute twink face of his. Fucking cumming with Justin. Cock to cock. Our cocks buried deep inside Tom! I was ready!
In my mind I could picture it perfectly: Justin on his back. Tom riding his big cock. Tom leans forward so his chest is almost pressed against Justin’s. His ass stretching as it pulls up against Justin’s hard cock. I squeeze my cock in next to Justin’s and, as I do, Tom moans and looks back over his shoulder at me. I can see his pain and then his smile.
Just thinking about it causes me to start oozing pre-jizz like crazy.
Tom was sitting silently. It looked like he was trying to figure out how to answer Justin’s question. Double-fuck or not? Then he shook his head no and said, “Sorry guys. I tried it once but it hurt way too much. And those guys weren’t near as big as you. Not near as big.”
As he said those last words he moved his hands letting them come to rest one on each of our hard cocks. Wrapping his fingers around the shafts. Sensing their heft. Gauging their girths. “You guys are both so big. You’re like fuck monsters. I fucking love it.” That fucking twink grin!
“Can Billy fuck me first to loosen me up? Cuz Justin is really way big,” Tom said and then quickly added. “Nothing against your dick, Billy, but Justin’s is bigger than anything I’ve ever taken .”
“No problem,” I said. And I meant it. I knew Justin was bigger and it made perfect sense if we were both gonna fuck him that I would go first. Loosen up his ass so the poor kid wasn’t ripped apart by Justin’s huge cock.
But what I didn’t like was the idea of getting my nut and then having to sit around and watch Tom get fucked by Justin. Then I figured what the fuck. Since it was Tom . . . and Justin . . . that could be cool, too
I have to admit that having Tom’s warm hand wrapped around my leaking cock wasn’t making me particularly hard to get along with. His hand was so smooth and he just let it glide so gently up and down my cock. Not squeezing me. Not jerking me off so much. Just fucking toying with every nerve in my cock. Keeping me hard. Keeping me fucking turned on.
I probably would have done just about whatever he suggested. His hand felt so smooth and with my pre-jizz it just glided up and down my hard cock. Sometimes he’d take his palm and swivel it around my cockhead. Or wriggle his fingers right at the base of my cockhead. Right where it’s so fucking sensitive all the time.
He was keeping me super hard and Justin, too. And the whole time he was doing it, it was like he wasn’t even really paying attention to it. It was just like natural for him. He was looking at us and talking to us. But jacking me oh so good!
“So how do you want to do it?” I asked Tom, afraid that if I didn’t do something, he’d be getting my nut just with his hand. And believe me, even as good as it felt, I wanted a lot more than that.
“Is it OK if I ride your dick? That way I can see you while you’re fucking me. I love to watch guys’ faces while they’re fucking. Particularly when they’re fucking me. It’s so cool to see all the expressions and tensions and shit. A guy can’t hide anything when he’s getting ready to let his cum rip up another guy’s hole,” Tom said.
“So have you been fucked by a lot of guys?” I asked. As usual, speak and then think. I am such a dumb fuck sometimes!
“Not really. Just my brother and a couple of friends.” Pause. “Until I turned 17,” he said.
“Oh, and then?” I couldn’t believe it. I just couldn’t stop myself from asking. I knew I should just shut up, but . . .
“Well, I started meeting guys . . . older guys. I’d hang outside clubs and bars and meet them and then I got my ID and could get in some places. I look older now so it’s easier to get in.”
“Oh,” I said sounding kind of dumb. And then getting back to his question, “Yeah, I’d love for you to ride me. You know I usually bottom with Justin, but for you . . . whatever you want.” Shut your fucking mouth, I told myself. Get on with this! Fuck yeah!
Tom got up on his knees and I started to scoot down a little closer to the foot of the bed. Away from the pillows. More centered, I guess. Tom swung one leg over me and turned so he was facing me. All in one smooth movement. It was so graceful and like smooth that it left me just staring at his body. Well, really, staring at his cock. Which was sort of swaying back and forth. Like one of those pendulum things like on a piano or whatever.
Tom’s cock wasn’t all that big, but it was so hard. It looked like it was straining so shard that it could hurt. As it swayed back and forth in front of me. That was going up my ass. My hole twitched at the thought and a surge of pleasure and anticipation surged into my guts.
I had to touch it. I reached out toward it with one finger. Kind of like E.T. in the movie. I touched it. His cock felt so hot. Hotter than mine ever felt. Hotter than Justin’s or any other cock I’d ever felt. And hard. Like, I don’t know. Just so fucking hard when I touched it. It might as well have been a steel rod it was so rigid. So hard.
I ran my finger down the length of his shaft. As my finger reached the top of is nuts, Tom started to shake all over. Like he was shivering. Cold or something. Just for a second, but it was weird.
I quick took my finger away and looked in Tom’s eyes to see if he was OK. “You gave me the shivers. That’s all. That felt so good. Fucking amazing. I’ve never been as turned on as I am with you guys. You’ve got me so fucking hard.”
“You sure are hard,” I said. I could hear my own sense of awe in my voice.
“Yeah, I am, thanks to you. You can do that again. With your finger. Fuck, it felt good,” Tom said.
“Yeah, like when you were stroking my cock a minute ago. Fuck, now that felt good!” I said.
I ran my finger down his cock again, following the ridge of flesh from his cockhead to his nuts. Then I ran my fingers up under his nuts. I could feel a little moisture there and couldn’t resist bring my fingers to my face. Smelling him. Tasting him.
“You smell so fucking hot,” I said. “You smell good. Like sex. And cum. But mostly . . . like sex.”
He smiled. Fuck, he always smiled, and then he asked me, “Are you ready?” He had already positioned his asshole above my cock. Taken my cock in his hand to direct it. He couldn’t have his hole more than an inch or so from my cock.”
“Fuck, we need a rubber,” I said, remembering the rule. I hated rubbers. I’d only used them a few times and they always seemed to be in the way. A real nuisance. But I knew better. I knew we had to.
“I’ll get it,” I heard Justin say. Then I could feel him getting off the bed. Probably headed for the dresser to get one. Even though we didn’t use them, we always had some there. Just in case, I guess.
In a flash, he was back. Kneeling beside me. Ripping the foil packet open.
Before he started to unroll the condom down my cock, he rubbed the palm of one hand in my leaking pre-jizz. I had to bite my lower lip to keep from moaning it felt so good. Then he placed the condom up against the tip of my cockhead, kind of like he was gonna smother it.
I noticed Tom was watching him closely. Watching both of us. Not missing a fucking thing.
Justin held the condom with two fingers, expertly unrolling it down my cock. Making sure the reservoir tip was free. Watching him and feeling him do it felt sexy in a strange way. Maybe it was because I knew it was leading up to my cock going into Tom’s hot ass. Maybe it was because my boyfriend was helping me fuck him. That the two of us – me and Justin -- finally had all this shit figured out and were just gonna do it our way. That was sexy! I loved where my life was headed. I loved this whole thing. This whole idea of doing whatever the fuck we wanted.
Justin withdrew a little and I wrapped my thumb and index finger around the base of my cock. Squeezing it. Trapping the blood in so it was super hard. As I did, my free fingers cupped and caressed my nuts. They were still smooth from being shaved the day before. I loved the feel of my balls. So fucking smooth after being shaved. I wouldn’t have thought that could have made me harder, but just then everything seemed to make me harder.
And then I felt Tom’s ass brush against my cockhead. I watched as he squatted over me. His body tense. He pulled his asscheeks apart. Moved his butt a little this way, a little that way. Testing where my cock was. Knowing where his hole was.
When he seemed satisfied, he let go of one of his asscheeks and took hold of my cock just as I pulled my own hand away. “Fuck, dude, you feel like your ready to bust a nut already,” he said.
“I guess I’m a little excited,” I said. I guess I had been really choking my cock.
“How long since you last fucked a guy?” Tom asked as he looked down at me and gave me his twinky grin again.
I didn’t answer except to sort of shrug and make a weird face like I didn’t know. The truth is, I didn’t really know, but it had been a long time.
“Too long,” I heard Justin say. His voice sounded like it was coming from somewhere near Tom’s ass, but I couldn’t see him.
“Well, those days are over. You’re not a virgin anymore,” Tom said as he lowered his ass and slid my cockhead into his ass. “Ouch! You’ve got a big fucking knob.” Tom said, but he was still smiling. Holding his ass still. Getting used to having me in him, I guess.
I don’t know why, but I was sort of underwhelmed by the sensation of penetrating him. It felt OK, but it wasn’t like I was in any danger of blowing my load just then or anything like that. I’d fucked Justin and Jess and H.R., so it wasn’t like I didn’t know how it felt.
I was starting to wonder if maybe Tom’s ass wasn’t as tight as the guys I had fucked. And then he lowered his ass in one steady move, impaling himself deep and hard. Holy mother of fuck! I realized my cock, all eight inches of it, maybe even more right then, was buried inside this kid. Deep inside. His warm ass. Squeezing down on my cock. So sweet!
Oh my fucking god and angels it felt good. And even as my mind started to unravel with all the fucking sensations coming from my cock and my nuts, Tom started to move his ass around. Grinding his butt into me. Forcing my cock as far as it would go. Like he was stirring his guts with my cock. Oh shit! This was good fucking shit!
I raised my butt up and started grinding right back. I guess I was used to sex with Justin. Not that he’d never done anything like this. But Justin was an up-and-down kind of fuck. He liked to squeeze his asscheeks around my cock. He liked to almost let my cock all the way out of his ass and then slide it slowly back in.
I guess Justin was more of slow and easy lover. Tom was an animal fuck. A wild animal fuck! I may never be much of a top, but I was enjoying the hell out of this.
Just as I thought I was getting into Tom’s routine, he quickly leaned back with his hands on the bed back at about my knees. He was raising his butt up and down on my cock, but in that position my cock was bent so far back it almost hurt. Fuck, it did hurt! But the whole thing felt so good.
I could feel my strained cock stretching Tom’s hole. I could feel the force he was putting on my cock making it push hard against his . . . who the fuck even knew what part of his insides I was pushing against. All I knew was it felt great.
My cock was forced down so it stuck out probably straight in front of me instead of straight up the way it wanted to. That put all the pressure on the front of it. So the flat hard face of my cockhead was pressing against, rubbing against, thrusting against something so warm and sensuous and alive inside Tom that it was coaxing my cum to churn. My urge was to do it more. Harder. Faster. Longer. Damn I could cum so easy doing this. It was better than his blowjob a little earlier. And that had been awesome.
I wanted to fuck myself so hard on his cock. I wanted to make him remember this for the rest of his life. As I looked into his face, I knew I would. I’d never forget this!
Tom’s own cock was pointing straight at his face. Not as hard as it had been, but still way fucking hard. And in a flash, there was Justin. Swooping down. Taking Tom’s cock in his mouth.
When I saw that, I almost blew my load up Tom’s ass. Cuz in my mind, it felt like my cock should be sticking right through Tom’s little body. Sticking right through it and ramming up inside his cock. So when Justin sucked Tom’s cock into his mouth, in my mind it was like he was sucking me, too. My thoughts. My fucking imagination. The reality of it all. It was putting me in over-fucking-load!
We went at it for like 5, maybe 10 minutes. Me fucking Tom. Really Tom fucking himself on my cock. And Justin getting his mouth on anything he could. On Tom’s raging cock. On Tom’s nuts. On my nuts. At one point, Justin tried to lick my hole, but he couldn’t really get at it well enough.
I think the best part of it was that I was really . . . actually . . . fucking Tom. My cock. Hard and aching and throbbing like crazy. Buried deep in Tom’s gyrating hole. Poking. Prodding. Working his butt. Feeling like he was about to wring the cum right out of me.
I loved watching his face. One second Tom looked all fierce like he was about to tear somebody apart. Then pain. Strain. Grin. Fucking laughing. He was a madman. Just putting himself through it all. Using my cock like a toy. Like a living
dildo Working his ass on my cock like a crazy man!
It was so fucking cool to be doing that with him. Fucking him. Fucking Tom. Touching his body. Smelling him. Feeling his heat. Hearing him groan and mutter “fuck” and “shit” “rape my fucking hole.” Shit like that. I was giving him so much pleasure and I loved that part of it, too.
As much fun as I was having, and as cool as it was to actually be fucking Tom, I knew what I really wanted. And I decided I’d call the shots.
“Hey, Justin, you want some of this boy’s tight ass?”
“Fuck, yeah!”
“Hey, Tom, you ready for nine fat inches up your ass?”
“Bring it on!”
And in a flash, Tom had pulled off me. I’d pulled off my wrapper and all three of us were getting ready for Round 2.
To Be Continued . . .
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reading our story. I got kinda hard just reading wjat you wrote here. It sounds like you like the feel of a hot man or two in bed with you. It feels great doesn't it. 
he couldn't help you more, but that he hoped you understand why. I know Justin will love this part. Tom said that this was probably about the best fuck 
I hope all you guys reading this have enjoyed it. 
