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Matt plays a game ... he's a very naughty boy. :)

ragnusangel said:
I really love this story!!! can't wait for next chapter :)
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Hi, and thanks :)
Sorry about the long gaps between chapters. I've been working on the next chapter in my spare time. It's going to start off like this :

"What are you doing man?"

Matt said that just in the nick of time. I had eagerly grabbed the hem of his rugby shirt with both hands and was about to lift it over his head. I must have got six inches of the way. I looked down from where we stood, face to face, and for the first time I noticed a single silky drop of my semen glistening on the floor that must have dropped from Matt's chin earlier. My hands were frozen still, clutching his shirt at his side. "Eh? What am I doing? I'm taking your clothes off Matt. Lift your arms up."
 
DaveMate:
Happy Anniversary of this thread, mate.
Sounds like a good way to start the next installment to me.
 
Matt's lost control of the situation and seems to be getting nervous......lol Jeff had better take advantage quickly or Matt will find a way back....lol Love it and can hardly wait for the next chapter.

Craiger
 
I was a good girl and posted right after reading this awesome story. (Nobody needs to point out how long it took me to read it.) I'd read about Jeff and Matt even without the sex, but please don't make me prove that.
 
DaveMate said:
Hi, and thanks :)
Sorry about the long gaps between chapters. I've been working on the next chapter in my spare time. It's going to start off like this :

"What are you doing man?"

Matt said that just in the nick of time. I had eagerly grabbed the hem of his rugby shirt with both hands and was about to lift it over his head. I must have got six inches of the way. I looked down from where we stood, face to face, and for the first time I noticed a single silky drop of my semen glistening on the floor that must have dropped from Matt's chin earlier. My hands were frozen still, clutching his shirt at his side. "Eh? What am I doing? I'm taking your clothes off Matt. Lift your arms up."
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When could we read the next part? man, you're teasing us :)
 
DaveMate said:
I just didn't have time to write anything last week. But I have typed in 3 and a 1/2 A4 pages of debauchery so far. :) Apologies for the delay.
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Well, DaveMate, you KNOW Matt would have some sort of penalty required for your lackadaisical attitude, right, mate?

How about YOU have to drop trou and bare all for us - full panoramic view.
 
^ I'll certainly Second that! (!) ..| (group)
 
Chapter Eight​


What are you doing man?"

Matt said that just in the nick of time. I had eagerly grabbed the hem of his rugby shirt with both hands and was about to lift it over his head. I must have got six inches of the way. I looked down from where we stood, face to face, and for the first time I noticed a single silky drop of my semen glistening on the floor that must have dropped from Matt's chin earlier. My hands were frozen still, clutching his shirt at his side. "Eh? What am I doing? I'm taking your clothes off Matt. Lift your arms up."

Matt's exposed abdomen looked great. I wouldn't say it was chiseled exactly. Nor would I want it to be. But it wasn't out of shape either. It was just as a rugby player's abdomen should look. Fury, black treasure trail and all. I just wished it was a longer view because Matt didn't lift his arms. He kept them firmly at his side.

"Cheats never prosper Matt. Lift your arms up. You're such a cheat. You deserve to be stripped naked for that. It's fair enough, don't you think?"

"Nah mate." Matt grabbed my wrists, released my grip from his shirt, and placed my hands back at my side. Then he moved his hand to his crotch and checked his struggling zipper. He shook his head slowly. "You're so crazy. I haven't agreed to anything yet."

"I think you'll find that you have. Well, that's the impression I got. You don't want to lose, do you?" As I gently swatted his hand away, the front of his jeans twitched. It was like one of those flashing fluorescent lights in the city. Matt's bulging crotch was screaming 'look at me' in bright, bold colours. So I did.

Matt caught me staring. He looked down at it too. "Can you see it?"

That sounded like the signal I was hoping for. I leant forward and clasped the waist of his jeans with my hands. I whispered. "Yes, I can see it. Undo the button. I'll pull your jeans down."

When he looked back up and across at me, I grinned half-heartedly at him. If there had been a signal, I had totally misread it. Matt snatched my wrists and a mini hand wrestle broke out. "Hey man. Leave my jeans alone," he snapped.

I surrendered meekly. I stepped back and slumped back into my chair. "And you're calling me crazy?," I said, disappointed and more than a little confused. "What was all that stuff before about then? When you sucked me off and had me squirt ... you know ... my semen all over your face?"

"It wasn't a squirt mate. It was more like a torrent. Man! It was flying everywhere."

"I don't understand why you've gone all shy all of a sudden. I thought I was supposed to be the shy one."

"Mate, it's just ..."

"You really wanted to win that last draw, didn't you?"

"I didn't expect your dare to be so crazy."

"It's not any more crazy than your ones. You can't do anything about it now anyway I'm afraid. You've got to take your punishment Matt. Shirt, pants and undies. I'm going to get the whole lot off you. You're going to be nude. I saw you naked in the shower anyway. At least the front bits. I would have looked at your bum too if only I hadn't thought it rude."

"I wouldn't have cared. Plenty of guys look at my arse in the shower. I've never showered in my undies, I'll tell you that much."

"See. You were quite happy for me to have a look."

"Yea, I know."

"Well?"

"I didn't have a stiffy then. It's a different situation. You haven't seen it hard mate." He brazenly squeezed at his erection through the crotch of his jeans. "You don't want to see my stiffy, do you? It's nothing special mate."

"There's only one way to find out."

"Why don't you get naked first? Then I'll definitely think about it."

"Ha, I'm not falling for that one."

"For what one mate?"

"For the old you take your clothes off first, I'll play with your penis while remaining fully clothed trick," I said.

"I don't know why you don't trust me. It sounds like you think I'm a complete wanker or something. Anyway, if that's the way you want to play it, I've decided I'll make the dare easier."

"No you won't Matt. It's my dare. I'm setting the rules."

"Hang on man. Hear me out. I come up with some good ideas occasionally. Ask the other guys. They all ask me about rugby tactics and shit. I think you're going to like it. I think we should do the dare together. That's what I've decided."

"You've decided? Oh yea? How does that work then?"

"I can make the dare better. You take your shirt and pants off. Then I'll take mine off. We stand here facing each other in just our undies. Then on the count of three, we both pull them down. Our undies I mean. See? Good idea eh man? I told you you'd like it. It'll be sweet that way. What do you reckon?"

"I'm going to reach three thousand and you'll still have your underpants on, won't you Matt? You're dreaming if you think I'm falling for that one. No way. No more of your tricks. Sorry."

"Come on man," pleaded Matt. "There's no trick. You know me."

I laughed. "Matt, that's exactly what the problem is. The fact that I'm beginning to know you. Sorry. No way."

Matt gazed at the floor, seeming to be in thought. He hung a foot out to one side and stepped onto that spilled drop of half dried cum, I had spotted earlier, with his heel, smudging it into the floor.

"Come on Matt. You don't want to lose. In case you're wondering, I do want to see your erection. There's no worries on that score. All you have to do is let me take your clothes off."

"And the rest. Man! I need to shoot my load," he said.

"There's really not that much to it. It should be a piece of cake."

"That's too funny mate. If it's such a piece of cake, why aren't you doing it? I don't know where you got the idea for all this crazy shit from."

I laughed. Strangely I was starting to feel sorry for him. "What are you worried about? It won't make any difference if I undress you, will it? I'll be gentle. I know what it's like when your erection gets forced the wrong way. I'll keep your underpants well clear of your erection when I pull them down. Trust me."

Matt looked down at his groin, exaggerating his head movement so that there was no mistake what he was doing. "You're right. You're going to struggle to get my undies down over this lot. My cock's so hard right now. My junk will only get in the way."

"Is it that big is it?"

"Haha, you're quite the comedian. It would be easier if I did it myself mate. My zip's broken anyway. It's not working. I can't stand around here waiting for you struggling to unzip my fly for ever. I've got to go to work tomorrow. That pretty much puts your idea to rest."

"It's not going to be much of a struggle at all actually."

"Yes it will mate. Look at it. It's broken."

"I have been looking at it. Your zip's already half the way down. It's going to come undone easily. It's almost coming undone by itself. It's been like that all day."

"Oh shit! Is it? Man! Why didn't you say something? I didn't know." He bent his legs slightly and pulled up his fly, grimacing as he tugged it, with force, over his erection, only for it to unravel a couple of notches again as soon as he let it go.

"Sorry Matt. I can't let you undress yourself. That's final. I'm going to be doing it. The lot. One item at a time. Shirt, jeans and underpants. Stiffy or no stiffy. You don't have a choice. You're going to be nude Matt. Penis, scrotum ... bum. Everything!"

"Man, this is too crazy. You're too crazy." Matt scooped up the deck of cards from the floor and tossed them at me. They thudded against my chest and scattered onto the chair, into my lap and onto the floor beside me.

"Hey, what did you do that for?," I complained.

"This game's stupid. You cheat too much. I'm going to go to the bathroom." Matt shoved his hand down the front of his cramped jeans and fumbled around. When he pulled it out again, he sniffed his fingers. "I need a wank man. I need to have a wank."

"Don't be silly Matt. You can have a wank any time. What about the game?"

I sat, waiting for a reply. Matt said nothing.

"Let's clear this up then. What you're saying is that I'm the best player? You're saying that you've lost. Is that right?"

Matt said nothing then either. Although he did look at me and grin, which was worth more than a thousand words.

"Is that it then?," I continued. "You're throwing in the towel, and I'm the winner?"

There was silence. Matt was still grinning, of course, even as he manhandled his crotch and took frequent glances at mine. When he finally moved his hand it was clear that his zipper was almost completely down. I caught another glimpse of his green underwear through his fly and what was obviously the outline of his erect shaft. There was some dampness too, signs of precum seeping through. I guess I should have been satisfied with that, but I wasn't. He had seen my bottom half naked and even sucked me off. All I had in return was a partial glimpse of his horned up cock, and a damp patch through a stretched pair of underpants. That wasn't fair. I needed flesh. It was killing me. I sighed, as though what I was about to say was inevitable. "Ok then. It won't make much difference I suppose. It doesn't matter who takes your clothes off. You've still got to get naked. That's the main thing."

"Sweet! But don't let me change your mind."

"Nah, it's ok, you can undress yourself. I don't care."

"Ok mate," he grinned. "It's your decision. Whatever you say."

"The whole lot though Matt. No cheating. Your underpants too. Is that clear?"

"You're not asking much, are you? Ok mate. I'll pull my undies down for you."

"No, you've got to take them off Matt. I had to stand there with no undies on. I can't see why you can't do the same. You can throw them on the bed over there."

"Ok mate." Matt lifted his arms high above his head, stretched and yawned. Then he glanced at my crotch and began to chuckle.

I smiled at him politely. "What?"

"Man, you've got a big cock. It's massive," he said.

"No it's not. Gary Williamson's cock. Now that's massive. I saw it today."

"We call him Jumbo when he's not around."

"Oh!"

"As in Jumbo the elephant."

"Yea, I know. I got it." I grinned. I was learning fast.

He looked down at his feet. "Is this where you want me then?"

I sat up on the chair attentively. "Yep. Start with the shirt. Take it off and throw it on the bed."

Matt mumbled. "I've never known anyone else that could come up with such crazy shit." He grabbed the back of his collar, paused, looked at me, and said "I presume you mean now?"

"Yes Matt. Now."

He quickly hauled his shirt over his head. It messed up his black hair, resulting in short bits poking up everywhere. I liked it. He wasn't fussed. He smoothed over the untidy strands with his hands. I caught a whiff of his musky scent as his shirt flew past me and landed on the bed. Pleasurable excitement surged through my groin. The anticipation was almost too much to bear. He folded his arms across his naked chest, hiding his nipples. "There we go mate. There goes the shirt."

"Arms to your side please. Sorry."

"I hear ya mate. Absolutely crazy!" He reluctantly unfolded his arms. He checked and refastened his bursting zipper and then dangled one hand at his side. With the other he rubbed his chest nervously as he watched me surveying his naked upper half. "I think I need to work out more," he said, looking uncharacteristically self conscious.

"I don't know about that Matt. You look in pretty good shape to me."

"Really? I wish you'd tell the coach that. He's always giving me heaps about being unfit. He'll be sweet after today's game though. I was good. Did you see it? Straight through that hopeless guy's tackle. He couldn't stop me. Scared shitless, he was. Man, I was good. No bastard would ..."

"Matt?," I interrupted.

"What?"

"Stop mucking about. You're stalling." I raised my eyebrows and nodded towards his legs. "Your jeans!"

Matt nervously rubbed his bare chest with his hand, as he had done before. "Jeans? You want me to take them off do you mate? Are you ready then, are you?"

"Yes, yea. I'm ready."

"Ok mate. Just making sure." He looked down, beyond his unclothed torso. He unzipped his fly and poked a finger through it, as though he was making one final check. He undid the button, opening out his fly completely. "Shit!," he shrieked. He quickly closed his fly and refastened the button. He looked over at me as though he was shocked. "Man! There's a wet patch," he announced. "Precum. It's all sticky. My undies are all wet and sticky at the front."

I had caught a glimpse of it myself. It was probably about two centimetres in diameter, up near the waistband of his green boxer-briefs. It was where his underpants were stretched the most, where they strained to cover the tip of his throbbing, erection. It was only a glimpse. But that only served to heighten the anticipation. I tried to speak, but gulped through nervousness and sheer excitement. Eventually I got my short reply out. "It doesn't matter," I assured him.

Of course it didn't matter. I was even imagining myself rubbing my hand right over his cum seeping undies. I was horrified, when I instinctively looked down, that I was doing to myself what I was dreaming of doing to him. My hand was rubbing the front of my pants and squeezing my hard penis against my abdomen. I hadn't even realised, but Matt had. He was grinning. Wider than usual. I removed my hand quickly and rested it on my thigh, feeling embarrassed. I must have looked it too, even after all that had happened.

That didn't faze him. He still grinned. He grinned right into my eyes. Even as he casually undid that button again and tugged gently downwards at the waist of his loosened jeans and allowed them to slip unhindered down his rugby shapened legs. My eyes followed them down until they came to rest around his ankles. Then my eyes made a beeline. Straight to the wet patch at the front of Matt's underpants. It wasn't just a glimpse any more. The large spot of precum was totally stare-worthy. His underpants stuck to his glans like clingfilm, it's swollen mushroom head obviously too excited for Matt's generous foreskin to contain. The precum soaked material hugged every contour, even the pee-slit bisecting through the middle of the seeping, slimy mess. It looked brilliant. Matt looked absolutely brilliant.

His jeans soared over me and landed on the bed next to his shirt. Matt's scent seemed stronger this time. With something extra too. It was beyond description, as only the scent of a precum leaking, aroused penis can be. I discreetly inhaled as tingles of pleasure cascaded through my groin. My bulge tightened further. My penis fought for every millimetre of spare room under my clothing. I was not only very horny, but also so lustful. This guy looked fantastic.

"Mate ...."

Matt's voice awoke me from my daydream. I looked up. Matt's mouth was half open and his tongue appeared to sweep suggestively between his lips. Perhaps it was just wishful thinking. In any case, he certainly wasn't grinning. "What?," I asked, kind of startled.

"Do you want me to pull my undies down now?"

It was a simple sentence and yet it seemed so overpowering. What happened next was completely spontaneous and natural.

I stood from the chair slowly, uncertain. I left the armrests behind and I made one step forward towards Matt's near naked body, my eyes fixed on his lush lips. There was no going back.

Matt's head made a sudden jerk backwards, his eyes surprised, even frightened. "Mate ... Jeff mate ...."

Even if that was a plea, a train couldn't stop me now. I made another step, resting my wrists on each of his broad shoulders. I was surprised to see Matt's demeanour change so quickly. He relaxed his head forward. The tension in his face evaporated. In a matter of seconds he was remarkably expressionless, his moist, welcoming lips parted and loose. He waited, his eyes closed peacefully, for what he knew was coming.

I took a final step forward, sliding my arms over his shoulders, and folding them around the back of his neck. My shirt pressed against his naked chest. Our groins touched. Matt's precum soaking undies soiled the front of my pants. I didn't care. I wondered what he tasted like, so I pecked softly at his bottom lip.

There was no response. Matt's lips were still, completely motionless. His eyes remained shut. But that meant there was no resistance either.

I kissed his lip again, but this time sucking at it's soft, wet surface. Our chins touched and I felt his prickly stubble scratching my skin. I tilted my head and locked my mouth into his and I began to suck, hesitantly at first. I wasn't sure what to expect in return. It was a pleasant surprise. Gradually, Matt started to get into it. His lips began to move, mimicking mine. I heard him sigh in approval from deep within. I felt his tongue against mine as it darted in and out of my mouth, and I returned the favour. His sweet taste was just as I had imagined. Eventually, our lips parted to a kissing sound as they unlocked. Matt slowly opened his eyes. I looked closely into them. They were unsure, maybe confused. I smiled.

"Mate?"

I brought my outstretched index finger up to his mouth and held it across his puckered lips as he was about to speak further. "Shhh," I whispered.

I quietly unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it backhanded over the chair and onto the bed behind me. Then I gave Matt another reassuring smile before slumping to my knees on the floor before him.

I hadn't quite realised just how much precum he had leaked until I got up that close to it. Even as I watched, another drop seeped through his straining underpants and spread down the outline of the slit it came out of. I hadn't known anyone to ooze so much, not that there had been many to compare it with. His underpants were definitely straining. They were stretched almost to his belly button. His cock could easily resemble mine in length, from what I could make out. At the same time, the tight fit pulled his balls up against his body. I could identify with that.

When I raised my eyebrows, tilted my head, and looked up at him, I caught him licking his lips where I had just seconds before been kissing. His eyes were shut. He reached his hands out blindly and placed them on my head, running them softly through my hair. I loved the gentleness. A complete contradiction to what I had expected. Then I looked back at the bulging, juicy mess of material in front of me. At that point there was only one thing on my mind. I had to touch it.

My finger slid effortlessly over the creamy puddle oozing through the polyester. I spread some of it down his shaft and massaged the loose skin with it, through the material, prodding at it with the tip of my finger. When I heard Matt moaning in pleasure, I clasped the elastic waistband of his underpants with my hands. I pulled upward and outward, scraping his glans with his undies, accidentally wiping off some of the juices, before peeling Matt's wet, sticky undies downwards over his beautiful penis. At that moment, a drop of precum dribbled down onto his foreskin, which gathered in folds below the sensitive mushroom head it normally protected. His erotic male sexual scent, that had been largely buried inside his undies for at least an hour, was suddenly released, filling my nostrils, sending a shiver through my groin. His cock jutted out from his abdomen at it's base but had a noticeable upward curve to it, meaning that it's leaking eye looked straight across at me, almost taunting me. The slightest of movements made his stiff cock nod and bounce as though it was attached to a spring. Occasionally a drop of precum flew off onto the floor. Matt was right. He was so horny, and so hard. When he pushed down on the top of my head for support and stepped out of each leg of his underpants, it meant that he was totally naked. It also meant that his stiff cock bobbed up and down, just inches from my face.

The smell of Matt's precum leaking cock bouncing directly under my nose was so erotic. It was too tempting. I went straight for the clear liquid dripping from the slit, spreading it gently around his glans with a fingertip. Then I grabbed the shaft with my fingers, pulling it's loose, silky skin up and down. Each time I tugged upwards, the head disappeared under his long foreskin, mopping up precum at the same time, adding lubrication, making his dick more and more slippery. With my other hand, I cupped his balls, massaging the underside of his scrotum with my fingers and further back over his prostate, providing him with extra stimulation. After I wrapped my entire fist around his cock and applied increased pressure to it, some precum dribbled down and through the cracks of my fingers. The skin of Matt's hard cock had become quite slick. I wanked it, steadily at first, increasing the speed gradually, as the loose skin slid over the shaft of his up-curved dick. He sighed with pleasure. He pulled my head in closer to him. I knew what he was after.

I was hesitant. I had given blowjobs but never to anyone precumming so much. I had never tasted another guy's most intimate juices before in so much volume, but Matt had given me the confidence to try it. With my fist around his curved cock, I poked my tongue out and wiped it over his piss-slit, before swallowing a drop of Matt's liquid. I liked it. Sweet, yet slightly salty. I knew I could easily take more. I tried again, but this time I not only licked his glans, but took the whole thing into my mouth and sucked. I didn't stop there either. I slid my lips down his cock's slippery shaft until it's bell-shaped head hit the back of my throat and only his balls were showing, my nose nestled into his musky, black pubes. I pumped his cock, in and out of my mouth, fondling the loose skin with my tongue, his juices mingling with mine, my saliva running down over his balls, some of which dripped down the pubic hairs to the floor. I placed my hands behind him, clasping his arsecheeks for leverage, and I pulled his hips towards me, the tips of my fingers inserted into his sweaty crack, as his dick slid in and out between my lips..

Matt moaned and shrieked. "Fuck! Mate! Swallow my fucking cock!" Just as quickly though, he took a step backwards and his saliva coated cock sprung out of my mouth. He turned around, bent over slightly and arched his back, poking his bum out suggestively.

This was the best view I had had of his arsehole so far. It got even better when he reached around and placed a hand on a butt cheek, spreading his crack apart further. I could also see his balls swinging underneath as he masturbated with his other hand. I stared at his arsehole, my mouth watering, my cock almost bursting the seams of my pants. There appeared little doubt. Matt was presenting his arse to me.

I couldn't get my pants and undies off fast enough. I lowered them to the floor, kicking them off my feet while my eyes admired the exhibition of perfect man arse in front of me, Matt enticing me with frequent displays of his hungry hole. I walked up behind him and placed a hand on his arse, rubbing the cheeks gently, and sweeping a finger up his crack. Matt left me to it, supporting himself with his hands on his thighs, his arse thrust out. My cock was aching for it. I was producing precum myself. I leaked more into his crack when I glided my erection between his cheeks. I soon guided my cock to his anus, where I pushed the head against the sensitive skin there a little bit. Matt gasped.

I scanned the floor. The tube of lube was lying innocently on one of the now vacant chairs. I picked it up, unscrewed the cap, and squirted a liberal amount of the jelly onto my fingers. I whispered into the back of Matt's ear. "Don't jump. It might feel cold. I'm just going to loosen your arsehole up a bit."

Matt said nothing. Instead he pushed his bum out further towards me to let me spread the lube where I wanted.

My cock was rock hard, very keen to get inside him. Pleasant sensations flooded my groin. Matt's arse looked very appealing. I rubbed my lubed fingers over his anus, spreading the jelly around. Then I rested my index finger against his hole, watching for Matt's reaction in case he freaked out. As it was, he took half a step backwards and virtually drove his arsehole onto my slippery finger. It entered him without any effort, sliding straight in. I slowly poked it the rest of the way in until my knuckles hit his butt cheeks. I wriggled and turned my digit, spreading the lube to all corners and touching his prostate.

Matt moaned. "Mate!" He started humping against my finger, gliding it in and out of his arse, while masturbating himself at the front.

That was all the encouragement I needed. I took my finger out and re-entered with two. I finger fucked him, feeling his anal muscles contracting and gripping around my fingers. In no time, his arse began to relax and he sighed in frenzied delight. When I tried three fingers at once, twisting them around, and noticed no sign of pain in Matt's voice, I knew his arse was ready. I guided the head of my itching cock to the doorway of his presumably virgin lubed arsehole.

"Fuck mate! Push it in!," Matt yelled, bent over, arse out, one hand pulling at his buttcheek, opening his crack for me.

I obliged. I propelled my hips forward. The glans of my swollen cock was swallowed inside him.

"Man! Fuck this! I think I'm going to cum," Matt shrieked.

"No! Wait! Don't cum yet."

Matt shifted his hands and again rested them on the front of his thighs. "Push it right in mate. Push your cock into my arse."

His hole was so lubed up I was sure it would go in easily. And it did, all the way, until my hips hit his butt cheeks. In fact it went in so easily, it made me wonder whether he was a virgin at all. He certainly wasn't complaining. He appeared to be revelling in it. He moaned joyously and began to rock his pelvis so that my cock slid in and out. We got quite a rhythm going. As my balls slapped against his thighs, there was a much louder slap as Matt's stiff cock ricocheted off his abdomen. It is always a bonus when my partner stays hard after penetration. And boy, was Matt hard. He was so hot too. So hot that I couldn't believe I was actually fucking him. "Man, that feels so good," he yelled, as he took my thrusting weapon inside him.

I suggested we move to the bed. Matt eagerly agreed. He cleared away our clothes then he rolled onto it, dripping precum all over the duvet. He lay on his back and shoved a couple of pillows under his backside. Then he spread his legs wide, bending them and clamping them up with his elbows below his knees, his pounded arsehole in deliberate full view. "Fuck me mate," he begged. He was still as hard as a rock.

And so was I. I crawled onto the bed between his legs, knowing this was the position I like best. I love being able to see the other guys cock while I'm fucking him. The fact that Matt's was leaking precum was a bonus. I shimmied forward on my knees, grabbing his ankles and forcing his legs back and wide, spreading his arse. I leant over a bit until my glans rested against his anus. When I pushed my hips forward, my cock slipped in unaided. It disappeared completely inside him until my pubes tickled his ball sac.

Matt was delighted. "Mate, this is making me so horny. Fuck me!," he cried out. He tugged on his cock twice. It was all he could take. "Man, I'm going to cum." But he stopped just in time and saved himself. He was edging. Instead he tenderly rubbed the side of my arse and over my buttocks as far as he could reach. Feeling his hand on my most private areas as I thrust in and out of him heightened my sense of well being. It made me pound harder and it made Matt scream. "Keep going. Keep fucking me. Drill your cock into me man. Push it in deep. Oh man! You're making me so horny. Your cock is massive. Sink that mother into my arse. Jeff mate! Yes! Keep going until you make me cum. Fuck my arse."

His words were so hot it made me pound even harder. Matt was so fucking hot! I continued unabated. My balls bounced against his arse, my pubes smashed into his scrotum and my cock thrust in and out of his oiled hole like a piston. I was becoming very sweaty, especially under my arms and inside my bumcrack. The sexual aroma was magic.

The head of Matt's cock glistened with precum as it bounced up and down below his navel. He touched his cock and gave it just one wank. He suddenly started to pant. His breathing became shallow. He pushed his throbbing hard dick up vertically, it's curve meaning it's slit pointed backwards towards his face. "Fuck! Jeff mate! I'm cumming. You're making me cum mate," he screamed. As his arsehole pulsed around my cock, his dick started shooting out streams of hot, sexy cum in long and wide arcs. The first shot hit the wall behind him, the next his forehead, then his nose and mouth, and then his chest. There were about ten powerful projectiles, depositing warm torrents of semen most of the length of his body. His skin was covered in white, creamy cum, but this time it was all his own. Matt sighed with contentment. He smiled. "Your turn mate."

I scooped up some of the slippery mess from his stomach with my fingers. I withdrew half my cock from his arse, dangled my hand above the shaft and let Matt's creamy cum stream down onto it in globules. Then I rapidly shoved my cum covered phallus in again and continued to fuck him. I began to orgasm almost immediately. I had cum only an hour or so beforehand, but this one was remarkably even more intense. I was so overjoyed that I was actually fucking such a hot guy. My entire body was engulfed in gigantic waves of pleasurable spasm. It was euphoria to the max. I withdrew my exploding cock from Matt's arse and shot stream after stream of semen all over him, on top of his own mess.

As I smiled down on him, Matt spread the mixture of cum over himself with his hand, wiping it over his torso, spreading it to every spare inch. He put the same hand in his mouth and painstakingly licked it clean. Then he scooped some down from his nose and forehead into his mouth and swallowed it. He grinned back at me through his cum smeared lips.

I let go of his legs and Matt wrapped them around my waist. I guided my softening cock back into his arse, not really wanting the experience to end. I collapsed on top of him, both of us completely spent. Our bodies bathed in each others sweat and cum and the aroma of man to man sex. I lay my cheek on his semen coated chest. There was silence.

"Matt?" I asked eventually.

I felt his hand on my head, playfully twirling my hair and patting it. "What mate?"

"The game! Who won?"

I heard a very brief giggle. He whispered the answer into my ear. "I did. I won the game. I always do mate."
 
Jeebus F'ing WOW!!
I'm surprised I can even type right now!
Later ... !
 
Oh lord! I hear the ambulance sirens approaching, but I fear they will be too late. The palpation of my poor heart has me gasping for air....... Oh, thank goodness.........they're here...............I'm not sure if I can survive this last chapter...........I've be waiting for this for sooooooo long. What have you done to me, DaveMate. I'm with Chaz on this one......later.

Craiger
 
I suspected there was an update when I saw Chaz had posted.
I waited until I'd gotten through most of the other threads, and the rest of the house was in bed before I came a callin.
And CAME is an apt description.

Of course, I was perusing some other material in another window, expecting to saunter over to Seth's place at some point.

I think I'll share what I found here, instead - it seems appropriate to the chapter, somehow.

http://www.justusboys.com//video/92077/279/College-Dudes/Cory-Flynt-Fucks-Titus-Gallen.html
 
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