Ryan And Me, And Ethan

[starlight70]

Ryan and I were hanging out at the far end corner of Taza Beach End. Climb over some high rocks and walk another 5 to 10 minutes, one could find this secluded place, far from any disturbance. Only a few times we were treated by some occasional adventurers. Other than that, we practically had the place to ourselves. There would be our place where we would go to, when our houses became to noisy. Or when our dads were looking for us. Or running away from chores. Or getting away from anything, where we just wanted to have some private moments. At times, I reached here, to find Ryan was already here for hours. And likewise for him, with me. When we first found this place - cool, calm, quiet and no interruption . Away from prying eyes, away from interference - just cool feel and relax sound of the beach. We wanted to have this place so bad, we just kept this place a secret between us two. No pact made, just agreed silence between the two of us. None of our friends know.

Lately, it was no longer the same. It was no longer Ryan and Justin's place. It became Ryan, Justin and Ethan's place. It started a few weeks ago, and since then, it was something that Ryan was looking for. And I had to admit, mine too. Ethan was the school fag - closet though. Not that he bothered me much. Back in school, I had caught his eyes checking me out. Checking Ryan out. It was nothing uncommon. We had our fair shares of admirers - girls, guys, gays. Girls' admiration was welcomed although at times it got us into argument with our girlfriends. His Lindsay and my Diane. Guys checked us out for the obvious reasons - to see what made us look hot, and to see if they could imitate us. But gays checking us out was different. I was more okay with it, as long as it was just the eyes' admiring, and nothing more. Ryan was more aggressive, and it was not easy to hold him back from blasting some fag-gist slurs. And Ethan had been targets at times of Ryan's tasteless humor.

My sex life was nothing bad. Diane did take care of me. Occasionally, without, or perhaps with, Diane's knowing, I did fuck a few girls on the side. Ryan was the culprit. Often setting up double dates for him and me. One Lindsay was not enough to make him happy. Ryan was always horny. Catching him jerking off when girls were not around would not be anything surprising. Sure, Ryan was not just beauty only. He had the brain too. But at times, it was his dick that ruled Ryan.

Ethan happened to bump into us one day when we were hanging out at our usual place. His face expression was one of shock. It was like he had just walked into a trap of vicious crocs, and the crocs were showing no mercy. I was stunned too, but I was more in fear of what Ryan would do, or say. My eyes checked out Ryan, and I was glad that for the next few seconds, nothing fag came out of Ryan's mouth.

'Hi.' I detected that hesitation and fear in his voice.

I forced a slight smile, and raised my fingers slightly to wave a hi back. Friendly, nothing too friendly to encourage him to talk any further with me. I was not in the mood to avoid any tension between him, Ryan and me. I just wanted to enjoy my time out there, that evening. No fuzz, no talks, no worries.

Ethan smiled back. He looked more relax, since that one, he realized that I recognized him, and two, I was not about to pounce on him. He took a quick glance at Ryan, expecting some response. I thought it was a bad idea. He should just go back, or move on. Ryan was not going to entertain him. I glanced at Ryan too. And I understood why Ethan was hesitating to move. Ryan had groped himself. His big bulge was in his hand, and I had no doubt that Ethan could see the hard-on Ryan was having. It was outlined clear enough on Ryan's jeans. Ryan was still puffing his cigarette away, with his eyes saying nothing much, other than 'You like this?' - and we knew it was not cigarette Ryan was asking about.

I had seen Ryan naked before, with or without his hard-on. Ryan was big. Stiff, Ryan boasted proudly of his 8 inches. But what complemented it was the thickness of his rod too, standing hard and straight, like a perfect tool to tease his fucking preys. Ryan was proud of his tool. Those who had not seen it, were often curious to know if it was true. And Ethan just had a preview - a sight which I felt would stick to Ethan's head for quite some time.

'You want something?' I asked, trying to break Ethan's stare. Standing here any longer would not be a good idea for Ethan. I was worried that Ryan would do something that the three of us would be sorry about. I doubted that Ethan would be an easy victim of any bashing. He was no small target. For someone who avoided sports, Ethan was no thin geeky guy. He was almost as tall as Ryan and me, and looked like one who could do some punching back.

'Just walking through,' Ethan answered. Nervous was creeping back into his voice - Ryan's effect. He looked like he wanted to say something more - but I tilted my head slightly. Time to move on, Ethan. Ethan got my message, and mumbled a 'later', as he continued to make his way among the rocks. Soon enough, he was out of sight, and then we heard nothing but the sound of his struggle with some rock-climbing and jumping. And then, he was too far for me to hear anything else.

I wanted to get out of the place before Ethan would pass by this place again on his way back. I did not feel like hanging out there any longer. Felt like my privacy was already intruded by someone who knew me from school. Damn. There went my quiet evening. I looked at Ryan, wondering if he wanted to make a move too. Ryan was occupied. He was too engrossed with his hard dick, to be concerned with my presence there. He was sitting on the ground, with his back onto a rock, like me. Except that his eyes were closed, and his right hand was stroking his hard-on slowly. It was not the first time. I had gotten used to the horny Ryan. I had seen more than this. I had seen chicks sucking his hard cock. He was proud to have an audience. He was a show-off.

Ryan opened his eyes slightly, and grinned cheekily. 'Horny.' That was all he could mutter to me.

'Where's Lindsay?' I asked.

'Putting out. Fucking bitch.' Ryan cursed. Suddenly, he was no longer in mood for more stroking. He adjusted himself up, seeking for a more comfortable way to lean back. His hard dick was still visible through his jeans. I kinda pitied him at times. There seemed to be an endless urge for him to release his sex stress. I grinned.

'You wanted a piece of this?' Ryan teased.

'Faggot!' I snapped at him, tossing some sand at his direction playfully. 'Why don't you ask him?' I teased him back.

'That guy? That fag?' Ryan asked.

'Think his name's Ethan,' I said.

'Fuck you!'

We said nothing more. I wanted to get up, but the thought of going back to the house and answering to the nag of where I had been did not look like it was a fun option. Maybe another 1/2 hour here. I looked for another can, but all were empty. Ryan had closed his eyes again. I did not wish to disturb him, and his horniness, and his hard dick. I stared out the beach. Something about the large space of water calmed my mind. I just let it be.


Minutes later, I heard the footsteps again. Ethan was walking back. I watched Ryan. He heard them too. Perhaps I was expecting the worst - that Ethan would get a gay-bashing there and then, and I did not want any part of it. I did not like it when Ryan got aggressive and it would be quit e hard to get him to back down when he wanted to be a jerk. I decided not to entertain Ethan this time. Perhaps that should give me the warning to continue walking. And then, as expected, Ethan appeared. He wanted to smile at us, but I looked away.

I could hear him walking away. And as I thought he would disappear for his own good, I heard Ryan shouted out - 'Wait!'. I watched Ryan getting up and disappeared behind the rock, going for Ethan. I was confused. Ryan did not look angry to beat Ethan up, and yet he was chasing after Ethan. I listened for any angry sound. None. I could hear their voices, and some silence too, in between their voices. I wondered if I should go over and join them. I was curious to what they were talking about. But before I could, I could hear footsteps coming back to my spot. Ryan appeared, and behind him, walked a nervous Ethan.

'Justin, not a word of this to anyone,' Ryan said, looking at me, as he proceeded back to his sitting place. It was not a request. It was a warning. Instead of sitting down, he leaned his back against the wall. A worried Ethan stole a glance my way and then looked back at Ryan. With a nod, Ethan was on his knees. His fingers were shivering, as they reached out for Ryan's zip. And the feel of Ryan's hard cock against his fingers were strong enough to confirm to Ethan that this was happening, and that Ryan was indeed 'big'.

The zip was undone, and the jeans was pulled down to Ryan's knees. Ryan's hard cock was straining against his boxer, delighting a still-nervous Ethan. he wasmesmerized by the big wonder that was eager to be released from the boxer. Ethan grabbed Ryan's cock, feeling the big tool through the soft material and was rewarded by an approving groan from Ryan. But Ryan was impatient for any delay. He wanted his cock sucked. Ryan's fingers slipped into the elastic band and pushed his boxer down, and thrust his hips forward, poking his cockhead onto Ethan's eager mouth and face.

I was dumbfounded. I did not know if I should be amused. There I was, watching my homophobic friend, getting sucked by a gay. Or I should be interested. My friend's big cock was going to be buried in a guy's mouth. Either way, I was not making any attempt to move away from my place. I found myself wanting to know how far this would led.

Ethan was treated to the thickness of Ryan's cock, widening his mouth, and I watched how Ethan struggled, slurping Ryan's cock. Ryan groaned. He wanted to hold Ethan's head, but hesitated, as he did not want to touch any guy with his hands. The mouth that was making him feeling good was the most Ryan willing to go, to let a guy touch him - no more than this. Ryan leaned back. Ethan did the work. Ethan lunged forward, trying to bury more of Ryan inside his mouth. Ryan's cock was big, but Ethan was not going to let Ryan down. He struggled to take more inches of Ryan into his mouth. Ryan began to rock his hips back and forward, steadily pumping Ethan's greedy mouth.

I watched as the whole 8 inches of Ryan's cock began to thrust itself deeper and deeper into Ethan. Ethan gagged, but he did not back away. Neither did Ryan slow down. He continuously jammed his cock into Ethan's mouth. Ethan's hands moved up from Ryan's jeans, holding onto to Ryan's thighs. That freaked Ryan out. He stopped. 'No hands!" I heard Ryan said. Obediently, Ethan lowered his hands. Only his lips were holding onto Ryan - Ryan's cock, to be precise. Ethan continued sucking Ryan, but eventually, his hands were raised again, holding onto Ryan's thighs to steady himself. This time, Ryan did not make any sound of protest.

Soon, his hands crept higher, and I watched as my friend's cock was being manhandled by another guy. Ethan held the thick cock in one palm, as the other tried to feel Ryan's balls. Ryan moaned. He was liking it. The thrust became stronger.

A few more thrusts, and Ryan's groans changed. He was cumming. I had heard it before. Ryan pulled his cock out of Ethan, leaving Ethan looking disappointed, but he was instantly compensated as he watched Ryan shot his cum all over the place. His hips thrust forward, as he struggled to get every spurt of his cum to ooze out. Ethan was watching as if he was watching his Greek God had just demonstrated his godly sex ability in front of him. And without any instruction, Ethan opened his mouth again, and took Ryan's cum-drenched cockhead in. His lips and tongue worked to clean Ryan off his cum, swallowing however much he was able to get. Ryan was stunned as he watched the gay guy slurping up his mantool, as if greedying for more. And when he was satisfied, Ethan reluctantly pulled himself away from Ryan.

His eyes met mine. He was not sure of my response. Was I disgusted? Was I going to tell others? Would I cause him pain? I looked down, avoiding any further eye contact. He turned to Ryan, and all Ryan said was just - tell no one. Ethan nodded his head. Ryan asked me if I wanted to have a go at it. I shook my head immediately. That should not even be a point to consider. I looked at Ethan, hoping that he agreed with me, but I was not sure if he was or not. I kept my silence and Ethan left.

And I could say was that that was not the last encounter I had seen between Ryan and Ethan.


THE END

 

[harry113]

Great story !! Thank you Starlight70.
Please tell us more !!
Harry

 

[kcm17480]

Yes! please tell us more. That is a very good story.

 

[starlight70]

Thanks Harry113 and kcm17480. I appreciate the compliments. Anyway, just to let you two know, I am done with the 2nd part. : )

 

[starlight70]

Ryan And Me, And Ethan 2


That evening, back on my bed, the images of Ethan sucking on Ryan kept appearing in my head, no matter how much I wanted to avoid them. Ryan was always horny, and I knew that. He liked to show off (his huge size, and sex ability), and I knew that too. But to see him going to the extend of letting another guy taking his dick in the latter's mouth - that I did not know.

I asked him after Ethan left us. He just shrugged it off, as if it was nothing to think about further.
'I was horny.' That was his best offer of any answer, eventually.

To say that I was disgusted would not be true. I found myself getting a little hard to see my homophobic friend being manhandled willingly by a gay guy. To say that I was enjoying it would not be true either. I was not THAT hard.

I needed to get my mind away. I called Diane.


The next few days, I wondered if my afternoons, or evenings at Taza would be the same. It used to be just me and Ryan. Away from from our house troubles. Away from home nagging. Away from any house chores, or lectures. Ryan needed the place more badly compared to me. The years of abuse and hardships had him growing cold in the heart, and getting away was the only way he kept himself sane at times. Surely, most people saw him as bad news. My parents totally warned me to stay away from him. But being who I was, the more they disapproved, the more I got close to him, just to ticked them off. But then again, I knew Ryan more than others. Beneath that cold-heart son-of-a-bitch acting, he cared. Well, for me - and that to me, was important. And for his mom too. That was why Ryan did not go to college, unlike me. Any further discussion about money would only lead to arguments in the house, and would end with Ryan's mom being beaten up at home. Only lately Ryan stood up for his mom, now that he was bigger and stronger, and was able to inflict some fear in his old dad. College was not an option for Ryan. He could not bear to see his mom going through anymore problems for his sake. Taza was one of the few places he would go to, just to disappear for a few hours.

I was more unfortunate. Mom caught me before I managed to vanish in the morning. So, I was stuck with several tasks to do, and I had to. I needed some cash, and I was not going to get any, until the lawn was mowed, the roof was repaired and the garage was painted. I called Ryan to join me, but the call went unanswered. He was one of those - never returned calls, unless he needed something.

A day after the incident, I got a text from Ethan. 'Thanks for not telling - Ethan'. I should be surprised that he knew my number, but then again, back in school, I did receive calls from girls I did not know. So, there should not be any reason to think that guys, gay guys especially, would not be doing the same - getting my number someway, somehow. I did not text him back. I was not planning to tell on him. If I did, then Ryan would be involved. Besides, my being there, although I was not involved in the blowjob , could still somehow link me back to the situation. I kept my mouth shut. I only wished that I could say the same about my mind. It kept flashing the images of Ethan swallowing Ryan's cock in my head.

So, when Friday came, and the morning quarrel about the escalating bills managed to sneak in again after lunch, I knew I had to get away. I took the motorbike and rode away. I got to the mall. Met Diane, who spent a few minutes with me, during her break time. And then, I was off wandering on my own. Grabbed cans of beer and took off. I headed for Taza.


Ryan was there. Judging from the fresh butts of cigarettes around, I would say that he had been there for an hour or so. I threw him a can of beer. He smiled. Dashing. Just the way the girls liked him. And now, Ethan too.

'No queer in sight?' I asked, teasingly.

'Fuck you, homo.'

'Seriously, you into this shit?' I asked, as I crashed onto my same spot. Just the right shade, right breeze and right place for me.

'He sucked, not me. So, I'm not the faggot,' Ryan answered. That defense, that statement - one is only gay when one sucks, not when one is sucked.

'Still... I don't know. It just feel not right,' I said. I open my can and took some sips. 'You gonna do it again?' I asked. Ryan was quiet. I searched his face for an answer. That much hesitation to answer - it only meant one thing. It was in his thoughts too.

'I don't know. Why?' Ryan asked.

'I don't know. Maybe I don't wanna be around the next time,' I told him. It was not true. I never thought of that.

'Why? Is he coming again?' Ryan asked, a sudden interest noted in his tone.

My eyes checked out his groin. Was he hard again? I couldn't see much. Instead, I was greeted by a grin. Wicked. Caught by him when I thought I could just casually check him out.

'You want him to come?' I asked back, interested to know.

There was a pause.

'Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know. Any word from him?'

'How the fuck I know? Who do you think I am? His fucking friend?' I snapped. I did not know why I was irritated by his question. Maybe because Ethan did text me. And I did not want Ryan to know that Ethan did. And then, I wondered if Ethan had contacted Ryan too. I did not ask.

'I'm no gay, okay?' Ryan said, suddenly.

'Fine with me,' I said. 'Just don't make it a habit.'

Ryan grabbed his crotch.

'Horny again?' I asked.

'Well, if he's not here, perhaps you can help me out,' Ryan said, and then he laughed.

'Fuck you!' I said, and then totally looked away. I ignored his joke, but something in me began to ponder if Ryan had thought of that. He did start with a gay guy. I could be next.

Ethan was not seen that day.


But on Sunday, as Ryan and I hung out at Taza again, we heard footsteps approaching. Immediately I thought of Ethan. Ryan must had too. He was looking out for the figure. I got a little nervous. And somehow, a little excited too. It was not him. Just a kid who was probably curious where the beach really ended. The kid said hi. I smiled and Ryan looked un-interested. Somehow, Ryan's expression scared the kid off, and he turned back.

'Call him,' Ryan said.

'The kid? Why?'

'Not the kid.'

Ethan.

'I don't have his number,' I lied. I did not erase his text from the other day.
'Liar.'

'Why don't you call him? I bet he contacted you,' I argued back.

'Just give him a miss call. Come on. Linds putting out again,' Ryan said. Almost pleading.

'What's with you two lately? She's cheating on you?' I grumbled, as I pulled my mobile phone out.

'Nah.. Don't know. Don't care.'

I searched for Ethan's text, as Ryan watched me from where he was seated. A hot guy like him should get easy fuck anytime he wanted. I just did not know why we were going through this with Ethan, if he could get the other girls when Lindsay was making herself not available. I pressed the call button, and prayed that Ethan was not available. Prayed that he would not answer the call. After two buzzes, I hung up. I looked at Ryan, as I raised my mobile phone slightly to tell him that I had done what he had asked me to.

Ethan never returned the call. In a way, I was glad. I would not like to think of what to say to him. Anyway, maybe it was hard on him - to be used like that for Ryan's satisfaction. To be used sexually, and then nothing. Maybe he was humiliated, especially none of us tried to talk to him after. I did not reply his text, and I knew Ryan would not.

Almost an hour later, I decided that Ethan was definitely disturbed by this whole thing, and was not going to contact us again. I felt bad for him. And it was then, we heard footsteps again, and from behind the rock, Ethan appeared. He brought beer. This guy really learned his stuff. I looked at Ryan, and somehow, a smirk escaped his mouth. He was glad to see Ethan.

Just a little greet, and some hi's, and less than 10 minutes later, Ryan sat on a small rock with his jeans around his ankles. Ethan was on his knees, bending forward, greeting Ryan's cock with his mouth. I watched as Ryan guided Ethan's head with one hand, rocking the head back and forth. I could hear Ethan slurping away. His head was bobbing up and down in between Ryan's thighs.

I was frustrated. I knew actions were going on, but I could not see them. Somehow, Ryan's thigh was hiding the good stuff away from my view. I thought I would be disgusted a little seeing the gay sex, but somehow, not seeing the sex,even though it was gay, was tempting me. I wished that Ryan would lower his thighs.

Unlike the previous encounter, this time Ryan did not object to Ethan touching him with hands. Ethan's palms were holding onto Ryan's kneecaps for support, but later, the hands disappeared, hidden by the thighs. I figured that Ethan's hands were caressing Ryan's cock and those big balls. Ryan pushed his hips forward, trying to bury more of him into Ethan. Ethan gave out a little whimper.

I pretended not to be keen on the blowjob, but my eyes kept watching to see if I could see more details. And then, Ryan stood up. His cock was already pointing hard, and were moistened by Ethan's saliva. Ethan got up higher on his knees, and continued to devour Ryan's 8 inches. I watched intently, as Ethan's lips slid down Ryan's rod, and then back up, holding Ryan's manhood in his mouth. Ethan must had done a good job, sucking it hard, because I had never heard Ryan moaning like that when Lindsay was doing him.

Ryan held Ethan's head with his both hands, and began to hump Ethan's mouth. I watched Ethan trying to keep up with Ryan's humping. Ryan's hips were rocking to and fro faster. Groans escaped Ryan's mouth each time as he pushed forward, and then, that groan. Ryan was cumming.

This time, instead of pulling out, Ryan kept his cock inside Ethan's mouth. Ethan did not protest. I watched Ryan's body jerked each time as his cock ejaculated into Ethan. A few drips of cum escaped Ethan's mouth. The rhythm slowed down. Ryan pulled out his wet cock, and offered to Ethan to clean it. Ethan struggled to swallow Ryan's cum in his mouth, before opening his mouth again. I was turned on to see Ethan's hand holding on to Ryan's thick rod, and guided it to his tongue, licking the cockhead clean.
I adjusted my sitting position. Unlike the previous encounter, this time I was hard. And they did not need to go.

'Justin, you want?' Ryan asked, as if he was done with sex slave and passing it on to the next person.
I shook my head immediately. I was hard, but I was not into this gay shit. No, not me.
I thought Ethan would leave immediately. Ethan thought so too. But Ryan stopped him. And knowing Ryan, I knew there would be a round 2 this time. Ryan was never satisfied with only one round.

I stayed too. The show might get more interesting. And I wanted to know what would come next.


THE END.

 

[harry113]

Thank you starlight70, This is developing very well !
Is Justin going to come round ? Are they going to make a threesome ?? Will they do more than just sucking ???
More please !
Harry

 

[demonred14]

man this story is great keep it up i want to read more please

 

[kcm17480]

I just love this story but I have a need for more. I guess that's what happens when you leave us hangin. Excellent work.

 

[mexamor]

wow, that is a hot story...i can't wait for more...thanks

 

[starlight70]

Ryan And Me, And Ethan 3

My encounters, although purely voyeurism, got me worried. And excited. Excited, because I got to see my homophobic best friend, Ryan, having his cock sucked by Ethan. It was one to watch sex. It was another to see my friend in one. And it was another to see two, mind I would say, hot guys getting it on. Worried, because I was enjoying it while trying to convince myself that a straight guy could actually bring himself to enjoy watching a sex act, even thought if it was a gay sex act.

And another thing - I realized that I was getting hard from the watching. Not hard hard, but getting hard.

So, I did the thing that would confirm to me that I was still very much the man I believed I was. I called up my girl, and got her to get my rocks off.

On Wednesday I went over to Taza again. I questioned myself the actual reason I headed there. I told myself that I needed a break, to get away from the assignments and the house commotion. And intentionally avoiding Taza was making me restless. So, I went. I pretended that I did not care if Ryan was there. Or if Ryan and Ethan were not there. I was there for them. I was there for myself. But there was a wish that I was not alone. I needed someone to talk to. I needed Ryan.

When I reached the spot, someone was there. Just that it was not Ryan. It was Ethan. He jumped at the sight of me. There was an uncomfortable silent, as we tried to acknowledge each other's presence.

'Alone?' I asked.

'Yeah. Ryan's coming?' Ethan asked, as he wiped sand of his shorts. It was the first time I noticed Ethan's legs. For a non-athlete, Ethan looked good. Heck, Ethan looked great. He was a handsome guy. His body was lean, and I wondered how this guy kept himself in shape. I realized that I did not really catch him on the field or in the pool. If it was not for the rumors, girls would have loved to have a guy like him as a boyfriend. Because of the rumors, girls were having him as a good friend.

'Err... I'm not sure. He told you?' I asked, as I walked to my place. Ryan and I had this non-verbal understanding of our favorite spots. He liked to take the rock closer to the cliff, while I preferred the corner, shaped by two huge rocks. Luckily, Ethan seemed to respect my space. He was near Ryan's area. I sat myself down.

'He would not return my message,' Ethan confessed. So, as suspected, Ethan had Ryan's number as well. And then, I realized that I did not return his message as well. I looked away, as if I did not want him catch me guilty.

Ethan was still standing. He was not sure of what he should do next. But before he could say bye, I stopped him.

'You wanna wait for him?' I asked. I did understand Ethan's desire. Ryan was a hot guy - the jock. The one who would turn heads and get attention without much effort. The one who either receive admiration or jealousy, or both.

'You mind? I mean, I do not want to take your space. I mean, maybe you want to be alone,' Ethan said.
'No bother. Could use some company,' I said. And then I realized that what I had said could be interpreted that I wanted some too, since that I wanted him to be around. 'Just company. Nothing more,' I added.

Ethan sat down opposite me, with his back against the rock. We sat together, in silence. I did not know what to say to Ethan, and I guessed he would wonder the same too. It was awkward.

'So...' Ethan murmured.

'You are gay?' I blabbed it out.

'Excuse me?' he responded, with a surprise.

'Sorry.. I did not mean to ask it out like that.. Never mind,' I said, feeling bad that I was insensitive.

Pause.

'I guess you can say that I am. You had already seen me,' he said eventually, with a little chuckle. He looked at me, smiling, hoping that it would ease the tension.

I smiled back. It did.

'Thanks for not screaming.. telling.. or blogging about it to everyone.'

'Ha. I don't blog. But I did not snitch on you either,' I told him. 'But it was because Ryan was involved. That was all, I said, hoping that Ethan would really believe I did it for Ryan, and never would think that I did it for him. 'If you were so scared, why did you do it?'

'Are you kidding? It was Ryan,' Ethan confessed.

Ahhh... The Ryan factor.

Who could blame Ethan for such public display? If someone were to offer me Alba in such situation, I would have done the same thing too. Ethan was good-looking. I was good-looking. Ryan was HOT!
'So, you were not like that? I mean.. errr...,' I said, looking for kinder word.

'Slut?' Ethan said, laughing it off. Well, he got me. 'Look at this town. Who else are there?'

True. This town needed life. As soon as teenagers grew up, they would leave the town and came back no more than for their folks' birthdays, family reunions, Christmas and occasional escape from city life. I knew when it was my time, there would be no looking back. This town would be history to me.

We talked. Something that surprised me, but I did welcome the change. With Ryan, it was usually quiet hangout. But I was listening to Ethan. He was sharing. Not preaching. Not whining. But sharing about his closet life. How he first knew he was different. How he realized he did not have any interest in girls the way his friends were. How he had no desire to check out the girls, but seeing them nothing more than just friends. And how his first crush was a guy, and since, he knew he was gay. He hesitated to share this part, but since that I did look interested, Ethan just continued talking. He talked about his confusion, his difficulty in hiding his secret, about how Jenna - his best friend being the only one he could talk to, about the teases he got that hurt him (which made me feel bad, because I did have a part in this) and about the times he thought of running away.

'I'm not boring you, am I?' Ethan joked, waiting for my response.

'No... No.' I was lost for words. 'You know what?' I said. Ethan looked at me, waiting.

'I think you must be one hell of a tough guy to stand all these. I do.' Ethan smiled. He was grateful.
'You too, you know,' Ethan said.

'What are you talking about?' I asked.

'You know... when you stood up for your sister back in high school. When the school wanted to whip her ass.. I mean, get rid of her for being a trouble-maker.. you told the principal that if she was out, so would you from the school team. You knew the school was nothing without you. And you were right. So, she got warning, and hours after school. But you cared. You cared for her,' Ethan said.

I was surprised. No one was supposed to know about this. Only Mr. Brown and Mr. Riddel were supposed to know this. How did Ethan know?

'I was with her in the detention. And she knew. The school told her. And she kept it to herself. Well, except for me. I told no one. I assumed she did too, since then. We were friends. Well, for a short while,' Ethan answered, as if he knew what I was thinking of.

I was silenced. No one was supposed to know about this. But I could never let anything like that happened to her. We were close. I was the world to her, when we were kids. She cherished me. She idolized me. But as we grew up, we grew apart. We argued more. We fought more. Something went wrong. It just happened. I had different needs. She had needs that no longer involved me. But when I found out that the school found stolen school items in her locker, I could not let her be pushed into a corner. I stepped up. I bargained for her second chance. And I got it. But I did not want her to know that I did it for her. I was no longer the brother she needed. And if I was no longer needed, I did not wish to be.
'You know,' Ethan said. 'She still loves you.' He was reading my mind.


Ethan and I met again the following day. I just enjoyed his company so much that I asked him to come over the next day. He did. We just talked, as we sipped beer and joked about the town's lost hopes. But our chat did not last long. Ryan showed up. I was glad. And I believed Ethan preferred Ryan's presence more, than just our chat. Ethan was breaking out into this big grin.

'So, what are you sissies up to? Naughty without you?' Ryan asked, as he jumped down from the rock. He grabbed a can too, and gobbled down half a can, within seconds.

'Fuck you, Ryan,' I cut him off. I was okay with his name calling, but since knowing Ethan a little bit more, I was not sure if Ethan would be offended.

'So, you are back for more?' Ryan asked, smiling at Ethan.

Ethan stole a quick look my way. Since our chat, I guessed it did change the moment. Ethan was no longer the gay slut. He became a friend, who would be doing a slutty thing in front of me. But the sound of Ryan's zip opening brought our attention back to Ryan. And there, we watched as Ryan let his jeans fell onto the ground. He was not wearing anything beneath. His cock and heavy balls were exposed to Ethan. I was treated to Ryan's smooth ass.

'So, you want it or not?' Ryan asked, as he removed his t-shirt, standing there naked without a single thread. This was the first time Ethan got to see Ryan totally naked in front of him, offering himself as a piece of meat for Ethan to enjoy. There was no way Ethan could resist this. Ryan's body was developed well for a guy his age. The consistent farm work had done well for his chests and making sure that the 6 pack would be visible without a hard try.

Ethan knelt down. But instead of walking towards Ethan, Ryan took steps back until he was in front of me. So, this was his game today - to let me have the view up close. Ethan crawled over, and although I felt pressure building up for him that he had to suck cock in front of me - his new friend, he was going to do it. Ryan's cock was hardening in front of me. I watched as it rose, even without Ethan's touch yet.
Ethan grabbed Ryan's cock, feeling its thickness with his palm and guided the cock into his mouth. This was the closest view I had, sitting where I had always been, to watch my best friend's cock to be sucked by another. Ethan's lips worked on Ryan's cock, sliding up and down on the rod, bringing it to its full life. Ryan's cock grew within Ethan's mouth. Its length grew. Soon, Ethan was having difficulty to take the whole length in. Ryan's cock had grown into its 8 inches length, wet all around the rod, covered by Ethan's spit. I watched as Ethan held the cock and bobbed up and down on it. I adjusted my sitting position. Watching so close a hard, huge cock being sucked was having effect on me.

Ethan pulled away from Ryan's cock, and began to play with Ryan's cockhead with his tongue. I watched closely, less than 2 feet away, Ethan's tongue licking Ryan's cockhead, and how his lips would enclose around the head, and Ethan would suck deep. Ryan moaned. I felt my cock twitching.

As if tired of the slow play, Ryan took hold of Ethan's head and began to guide it in a faster rhythm. Ryan fucked Ethan's face. I watched as his cock would drive in and out of Ethan's hungry mouth. Ryan's balls swung forth and back, matching Ryan's body movement pumping his body onto Ethan's face. Ethan gagged, but Ryan wanted more of his hard cock in Ethan. Ryan thrust forward harder. Ethan groaned. But Ryan did not stop. He kept humping.

And this time, when Ryan was about to cum, instead of letting Ethan swallow his cum, Ryan pulled out his hard cock and aimed at Ethan's face. With a few more strokes, Ryan shot his cum, spurting all over Ethan's face. I was turned on. My cock was really hard, and I was only glad that none of them could see it.
Still holding onto his own cock, Ryan went on to rub his cockhead over Ethan's face. Although I felt that Ethan was humiliated, especially with me watching, he did enjoy all this. Ethan liked feeling Ryan's big cockhead against his skin. Ethan would have stroked himself there, except that he was unsure how we would deal with a gay guy touching himself in front of us. So, he did not. But I could see his hard-on straining against his own jeans.

As for me, I wanted to stroke myself so badly too. Instead, I just raised my thighs up, hiding my hard-on. I did not want any of them to have the wrong idea.

And knowing Ryan, this was not the end. There would be a second helping in a short while.


THE END.

 

[frogorange123]

nice story.

 

[jockey-guy]

Fantastic hot story, made my shorts wet.

 

[subfer1]

Hey I've been reading your story someplace else, great story, keep it up it's really good.

 

[kcm17480]

Your still teasing us with this hot story.

 

[starlight70]

Thanks all for the kind remarks. I promise another installment in a day or two. I am trying to cut back on writing long stories... So, I have to make do with several short stories, so that I don't weigh myself down. But the nice responses / comments I am getting are certainly keeping my spirit up. Just stay tune. Thanks all. : )

 

[smile86]

i've been enjoying this! very good, thanks.

 

[starlight70]

Ryan And Me, And Ethan 4

In the past, what happened in Taza stayed in Taza. Ryan got his 8 inches cock sucked, Ethan was happy and I enjoyed the free show. And then, we headed back home. It was as simple as that. But it changed. I got to know Ethan. And when he asked me to add him on my contact online, I was more willing to, unlike a few weeks ago. No one was going to know. And through the net, we became more acquainted, and I would say that I was interested in his colorful lifestyle. And him, in my friendship with Ryan. In a certain way, I guessed I was his gateway to Ryan. Through me, I got to understand Ryan a little, whatever I could share, and also more about myself. The net was the answer. Ethan was gay, and I was not ready for others to know that I have a gay friend.


The following day, I made my way to Taza again. This time, it was Ryan there. With Ryan, I did not need many words. We just hung out, talked crap about the neighbors, or some chicks we knew, and then, boasting scores, if any. More like when we were together, there was no need for any sensitivity, feeling nor emotion. All those were bottled up. Ryan did not do feelings. But I won't go to the extent to say that he was heartless. He fought off high school seniors when I was their target. He was the only one who dared to help me to fight them off years ago. And since then, I began to appreciate his protection.

'Why him?' I asked, eventually.

Ryan took a puff, and delayed answering me.

'You mean?' he asked.

'Why not go back to Linds? You had him once. You had him. Why again, and again?' I asked. 'Are you hooked?'

'You won't understand,' Ryan said, in between his puffs. 'It was.. different.'

'Oh yeah. Like how?' I asked. Images of Ethan sucking on Ryan's hard cock flashed back in my head. It was not easy to get rid of them. What worried me was that the images did get me hard.

'Just different.' Ryan paused, and did some thinking for a while. 'If you want to know, all these are not getting me gay or anything. I still fuck any chick I find. Any pussy. So, I am no gay. Okay?'

I understood Ryan's need to be defensive. One could not enjoy another guy's chewing on one's cock, and still claim to be straight. But I was not going to argue with Ryan. If he said he was no gay, he was no gay.


And it was different again that day. Ryan let Ethan sucked his cock as usual, and unlike in the past, this time, Ryan just lied down on the ground, naked - pointing his hard dick to Ethan's eager mouth. Ethan tried to ignore his embarrassment that I was watching the whole scene, watching him going down on my friend's cock. Squatting on his knees on the sand, with one hand holding himself up, Ethan let his head be rocked up and down. His lips slid up and down on the Ryan's thick cock, enjoying every inch of the man pleasure Ryan allowed him to have.

Ryan stopped him. Guided with his hand, Ethan moved up, kissing Ryan's smooth skin, feeling the skin of the man he desired on his lips. Ethan kissed Ryan's navel, before his tongue played around the tiny circle. Ryan's body jerked, shivered.

I raised my thigh, hiding my hard-on. I was turned on by this whole show. How far this straight Ryan would let the gay guy explore his body?

Ethan seemed to hesitate too. Ryan's hands had already left his head, and Ethan was no longer guided. He wondered how far he was allowed to go. Ryan's eyes were shut. His face showed ecstasy - a face revealing he was very much into this as Ethan. Moans escaped his lips.

Ethan took that as an encouragement and lingered his tongue upward, stopping only where the tip of his tongue met Ryan's nipple. Ethan licked it. Ryan moaned. Watching Ethan hovering over a naked Ryan was too erotic. I had to raised my other thigh, hoping futilely to block any further blood circulation concentrating on my groin. I felt my own hard-on pressing hard on my skin.

I watched as Ethan kissed and nibbled Ryan's sensitive spots. Ryan hardened his body every time he go excited at Ethan's touch. Ryan's cock twitched. Ethan would have loved to have that cock pressing against his own naked skin, but Ethan was wise enough to know he was not to ask too much. He took whatever that was given to him. And this time, Ryan's chests were his to devour. And before long, Ryan wanted him to finish the job. Ryan's hand pushed him down, back to where he belonged.

Ethan bobbed up and down on Ryan's cock. Even more hungry now for Ryan's meat than minutes before, now that he had tasted Ryan's skin on his tongue. He was happy to please Ryan more. His hand stroked Ryan's cock furiously. He sucked harder, leaving Ryan to moan for more. Seconds later, Ryan could not hold any longer. He shot his cum inside Ethan's mouth. Ethan continued to glide up and down on Ryan's rod, with cum escaping his mouth, lingering down Ryan's cock. I could not take it anymore. I was too hard. When Ethan swallowed Ryan's cum, the movement of Ethan's Adam apple was way too much for me. I needed to cool myself down.

I got up, leaving two guys who were still busy behind. I pulled off my shirt and headed for the cold water. None could see that I was getting hard, and should not see me getting hard. I removed my jeans, and jumped into water.


Somehow in the water, I felt safe. I swam out, concentrating hard to divert my mind away from what got me hard in the first place. I needed to break free from all those images that got me horny. The water did the trick. And when my cock started to soften, I felt better. I rather stroke my cock though, but not while Ryan and Ethan were still in the watching distance.

I did not swim out that far to hear a splash of water. I stopped and turned around. Ryan was swimming towards me. I waited.

Ryan approached and smiled.

'What happened?' he asked.

'Huh?' I pretended to act dumb. 'Just want to take a dive. You know, swim?'

'Sure nothing's wrong?' Ryan asked. Ryan did care, when it was about me.

'Nah. Nothing,' I lied.

Pause. Both of us just managing to stay afloat on the water.

'He sucked good,' Ryan said, out of the blue.

'Oh yeah?' I said. That was the best I could think of. 'Well, it was hard to tell,' I teased, chuckled, and Ryan laughed with me. It was obvious that Ethan was good.

I looked back at the rocks. Ethan was standing there, unsure of to stay, to join us in the water, or to leave. I guessed I was the reason the three of us separated. I felt bad.

'Done?' I asked Ryan, fully aware suddenly that Ryan was naked in the water.

'Phhhhh...' Ryan clearing water from his nostrils and mouth. 'Yeap!'


'Sorry,' I apologized, when I reached the rocks. Ethan just shuddered his shoulders, and smiled. In new friendship, no one really got upset over anything. I was kinda glad that Ethan did not leave.

As I got out of the water, I had nothing on, but a wet boxer. It was the most naked me that Ethan had seen, since his adventure with Ryan. I was suddenly conscious of my exposure. I felt naked. My hand moved forward to cover my groin. It was not the type of boxer that hid details. It was a thin, fair boxer, where the wet thread were sticking onto my hips. Where my hands failed to cover, I could see Ethan stealing shy glances. He was liking what he was seeing. I was flattered, but at the same time too, I was too edgy to enjoy the admiration. I knew I needed to cover myself up.

A cat whistle made me turn. Ryan! He had seen that look on Ethan's face. 'Nice, huh?' Ryan asked Ethan, teasingly.

'Fuck you, Ryan,' I said, not really angry. But I did not want any more attention. With my back to them, and my boxer being wet, I felt as naked as it was. I did not need 2 pairs of eyes checking my ass.

Ryan laughed, as I turned and picked up my jeans. I must have looked furious, because the next thing I felt was a hand on my shoulder as I struggled to fit into my jeans, but I was not doing a good job. I was too nervous to get my own jeans on!

'Hey, angry?' Ryan asked.

I turned and smiled, just shaking my head. Ryan eased up, knowing that I was not.

'Come on. Fuck the jeans. Let's just sit around on our naked ass,' Ryan said.

I laughed. In no fucking hell, I was going to do that. If Ethan sucked Ryan one more time, and I knew they would, I was a goner. There was no way I could cover up my stiffy.

'You would join us, right, Ethan?' Ryan asked. Except that, that was not a question. It was an order.

I had never seen Ethan naked. And Ryan was not interested to see the gay guy naked. But Ryan was playing around, he did not know the limit. He was not bothered about the limits.

Ethan nodded, but he did not make any move. Just like me, he was at lost what to do.

'Come on!' Ryan barked, laughing, as he tried to pull my boxer down. But my hands were fast enough to hang on to the elastic band, and so, thanks to Ryan, Ethan was treated to a cheap show of left butt. I quickly pulled the boxer back up, and laughed. I moved away, just trying to keep my distance from Ryan. Ryan playfully kept reaching for my boxer and I kept avoiding his hands, jumping around and laughed harder. Ethan smiled. Ryan and I must have looked like two silly kids, goofing around.

'Wait till I get you, Justin!' Ryan laughed.

When I was cornered, I shouted unconvincingly for Ryan to fucking-leave me alone.

But Ryan had this wicked look on his face. He was no longer interested in my boxer. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. I was surprised, but played along - as long as it was not my boxer he was interested in. He turned me around, with me still puzzled and laughing along with him. With my back to him, he slid his both hands under my armpits, forcing them apart. I still tried to hang on to my boxer, too wary of his sneaky plan, which I did not know what it was. The next thing I knew was I was pushed back onto his body, when he raised his hands up and fell to the back of my head. His fingers locked together. I was trapped. I tried to break free, but our struggle caused us to fall back. Ryan fell on his naked butt, and I fell onto him. He was still holding onto me tight. I laughed as I tried to free my hands but I could not. Ryan was proving to be too strong in this position. His laughter was so close to my ear. I felt his hard body. And my wet ass was pressed against his groin. That was a first. Ryan pushed our bodies up, holding me in a sitting position.

'Ethan!' Ryan said, laughing. 'Help me here! Pull his boxer down!'

I laughed nervously. Shit! I was screwed. 'No, Ethan. Don't listen to him!'

Perhaps my plead should have been more convincing, but my giggle were not helping. Ethan hesitated, but he was smiling still.

'Come on, Ethan! Do it!' Ryan ordered.

'Nooooo...' I begged. I was beginning to get nervous, but my grin was still shielding it.

Ethan knelt in front of me. He was beginning to get himself involved in the game. His smile had turned into a smirk. Asshole! I chuckled, and kept shaking my head, telling him no. Ryan kept laughing, and encouraging Ethan on.

Ethan placed both hands on my thighs. It sent shivers down my spine. This was real. Shit! He was gonna do it. I could have tried to push both of them away. I wanted to kick Ethan away, but I did not have the heart to lay my foot on him. I no longer struggled hard, but jerking my body to break free. His palms slid down my knees, fingers touching my boxer. His fingers gripped the boxer hard, as his eyes bored into mine. Ethan joked with me. He pretended to be serious, and as I braced myself for his act of betrayal to me, Ethan let go and fell back laughing.

'Fuck you too, Ethan!' I said, half-laughing. I was getting too nervous.

'What? Why did you stop? Shit you, Ethan!' Ryan cursed, as he held onto me. My hands arms were still locked within his.

'Now, let go, Ryan. You lose!' I shouted, between my chuckles.

Ryan held me more steady. 'Oh.. you forget. Ryan never loses,' Ryan said. 'Never,' he almost whispered to my ear, like it was a warning.

'Come on, Ethan. Don't you wanna see Justin naked?' Ryan asked. Shit! Ryan was playing with Ethan's mind. He was trying to psyche him out.

Ethan looked at me, wondering my reaction. I shook my head. But of course, that did not register anything for him. It was to be a naked me if he were to obey Ryan versus him obeying me. I tried to push myself up, but in vain. Ryan held me too strong.

'No, Ethan. You don't want to do this,' I said.

'Yes, you do, Ethan. You would want this,' Ryan cut in.

Ethan's eyes alternated between me and Ryan. He was trying hard to figure how serious Ryan was. When I saw a sign of fear in him, I knew I was winning. Ryan saw it too.

'Ethan! I'm holding onto him. There's nothing he can do. He's not going to hurt you. I promise!' Ryan persuaded. Ethan did not look convinced. Ryan was losing. I wanted to see Ryan's face badly when he knew that he was not going to win this. Ryan was desperate. 'Look! You can even suck him.'

That surprised me and Ethan both. I shook my head. 'Ethan, no. Don't listen to him...'

I was surprised to see that unlike earlier, Ethan looked more confused this time, like he was going to cave in to Ryan's demand. I did not know what to do. I pushed my body back, hoping that Ryan would fall off and I would break free. No such luck. My attempt got Ryan locking his fingers behind my head tighter. And looking at Ethan of me, there was no way I would kick him off. I did not have the heart.

Ethan looked at me still, wondering if he should. But my struggle to break free, although weak, must have made him be on my side, and backed off from Ryan's suggestion. I felt Ethan was tempted. He wanted me. But thank goodness, he was changing his mind. I was worried too, because this continuous struggle had kept my ass rubbing on Ryan's cock, and he was getting hard on me. That had an effect on me as well. I needed to end this.

Ryan stopped Ethan as he was trying to get up. 'Justin's big!'

That worked the magic.

Ethan turned and looked at me, and then at Ryan.

'Oh, you like that, don't you? Trust me! We had seen each other naked. You
don't know what you are missing,' Ryan brainwashed Ethan. 'Go ahead. Why don't you just feel him? He won't mind.'

'Yes, I will. Fuck you, Ryan! Shut up! Let me go!!' I said. Just a few jerks of my body, and I surrendered again. I was helpless. I could not break free.

I looked at Ethan. He looked lost, unsure of what he wanted. There was sadness in his face. I did not know why, but that got me stop myself to fight against Ryan.

Ethan knelt closer to me.

'No, Ethan. You don't want to do this. Don't listen to him,' I said. No longer was I pleading.

'Come on, Ethan. See how big Justin gets!' Ryan said, as he laughed.

Stupid me actually broke into a small grin at Ryan's words.

There was no stopping Ethan anymore. He reached forward, and felt my groin. My thighs clamped together, but it was too late. His palm was already feeling me, and my thighs were only clamping on his wrist. Ethan rubbed my groin, feeling my cock through my boxer. My cock sold out on me. It was getting hard. It was getting hard in the hand of my new gay friend. My thighs gave up, trying to block him, and I released my hold on Ethan, giving him almost total freedom to enjoy me. He continued to rub my cock against my fabric. My cock grew longer under his palm. I lost.

'Yeah, that's right. Keep rubbing. See, Justin's enjoying it,' Ryan said, encouraging Ethan on.

As if to confirm Ryan's words, Ethan removed his hand, and looked at the outline of my cock on my boxer. It was big. My cock twitched, as more blood rushed up my cockhead. 7 inches. 7 inches to make Ethan happy, if he sucked me. I got nervous again. I was not sure if I was ready for this. And since that I was no longer fighting Ryan off, Ethan was no longer bothered about Ryan and my game. Ethan was interested in one thing then. Me. My cock.

'Come on, Ethan. Suck it! You know you want it!'

Ethan looked at me. Instead of a face of lust, I saw a little sadness in his eyes too, but he did not seem wanting to stop. He lowered his head. I felt his lips feeling the outline of my cock. It was only the wet boxer between my cock and his eager mouth. He wanted me. His hand caressed my rod, as his lips parted to mold my cockhead. I felt the pleasure. My cock jerked.

'See, you like it, Justin!'

I wanted to say no, but I was. I was enjoying - having Ethan's mouth on me.

Ethan pulled down my boxer. Although I tried to stop him, I did not try hard. And there I was. My whole naked Justin for Ethan to see, to enjoy. Ethan grabbed hold of my cock, pointing it straight up as he stroked me gently in his palm. I was in his hand. I was at his pleasure.

'Go on. Suck him,' Ryan said. Ryan was getting hard. I could feel his hardness on my back.

Ethan bent down and took me in his warm mouth. My whole hardness felt his tongue and the back of his mouth. He sucked me. He sucked me hard. My body hardened. It was good. But I won't admit it. I won't let my body admit it felt good to be in a guy's mouth. But I felt his mouth. And how my cock kept pumping in and out of his wet mouth. And with thrust I groaned, as he took as deep as he could with my 7 inches. My cockhead prodded the back of his mouth, wanting more to get into his mouth.

Ethan held me good with his palm and lips. I felt his lips gliding up and down on my thick rod. I was at the mercy of him, to give me that pleasure, that joy of mansex. My body shivered a few times, feeling good in him. And Ryan kept murmuring encouragement to my ear to let go and enjoy myself. My body relaxed and tensed at the same time. I looked down, to see Ethan's head buried down on my groin. That made me feel high.

Ryan eased his grip on me. But I was no longer eager to be free. I was eager to cum - to cum inside Ethan. Ryan lowered his arms, and held them around me - holding onto me so that I would get through this whole experience, and not backed out. I just laid still in his arms, leaning back on his naked, lean bod. His hard rod was still straining against my back.

Ethan kept me hard in his mouth. It was a guy sucking me. Not a feminine mouth. A manly mouth sucking me, keeping me hard. His tongue played with my rod, licking every inch of me as he ran his mouth up my rod. And then, his lips closed in on my cockhead. Ethan ran his lips around my cockhead, tickling and tricking me into an ejaculation. I shot. I shot my cum up his mouth, feeling the warmness of my cum inside him. Ethan held on. He struggled to keep my cock inside him, and at the same time too, wanting to swallow my whole cum. I could still feel him sucking me off. He was trying to get every cum he could get off me. Reluctantly, eventually he withdrew himself, and ran his tongue down to my public hair, where my cum had ran down to. He licked me there. And then, he licked my balls, sucking me dry of any cum stain.

I breathed hard. I got a little, to see Ethan, a face written with guilt. Ethan was wondering my reaction to his invasion of my sexual organ. I no longer minded, and wanted him to know that I was okay. I was okay with it. So, I smiled. Ethan smiled, feeling better.

'You. Were. Fantastic,' I said, still trying to catch my breath. My chests heaved up and down, telling him that I was tensed from all the work he had done on me.

Ryan pushed me off, and rolled to his side. He stood up. His cock was protruding hard from his groin. A thick 8 inches rod waiting to be served. I looked at Ethan. Ethan smiled. His duty was never done. And he was happy about it. His mouth reached for the 8 inches, as I watched on.

It was going to be a long, hard evening.


THE END

 

[harry113]

OMG !!
And they really aren't gay ??? or is Ethan the only honest one of the three ??
Thank you starlight70
More please
Harry

 

[starlight70]

Maybe.

But maybe Ryan saw it as sex. Sex and nothing else.

And maybe Justin was in it, because he was tempted by it for a while.

And Ethan was the lucky one to have both wanting to have it on with them.

As we all know, there is a first time for all guys.

 

[subfer1]

OK this is getting so hot!