Trevor's Year

[hardreader]

Trevor's eyes locked onto Jason's face, empathizing, drinking in the expressions, fascinated with the emotions. He loved the sight of rapture he saw there. All this time with Travis and Brandon and he'd never really noticed how beautiful a man's face was when it was racked with pleasure.

What an intriguing chapter. You know I love the way you write sex scenes. And you've already shared with all of JUB how hung up I am on wrestlers and Trevor in particular. So I shouldn't have to say, but I will, this was an awesome chapter for me to read. I don't know about all the screaming and shouting going on, but I personally found the sex deeply satisfying.

But that isn't what attracted me. I loved the fact that two guys who basically are into women find that they can have one fucking good time with each other. I hope this portion of the story isn't a concoction -- that it really happened -- because I'd be envious as hell of your fiction-writing skills if I thought this just tumbled out of your wicked mind. But then, I'm already envious of your many talents . . . as you well know. And I love the way your fucked-up mind works.

What could you have in store for us next? I won't even venture a guess.

 

[abiwrestler]

now were finally in the fun part the story was kind of depressing especially last week though it was good.

hardreader, i can tell you personally that tantibohs story is really close to reality. Sometimes he combines things or changes the order or something but every sex scene happened basically as he tells it, though sometimes he makes it seem hotter than it seemed at the time... but this last part was pretty much on the money. And if "Alan" is there its pretty much exactly how it happened!

 

[tommy296]

Tantiboh and Abi, I've just spent the last two days reading your story. It's amazingly well-written and, considering how dehydrated it's made me, really erotic! Thanks so much for sharing this story and I'll look forward to the next chapter.

 

[tantiboh]

Tantiboh, your skills at bringing Abi's history back to life are exquisite. Thanks for choosing to spend your spare time scribing entertainment for us troops. We are humbled (and aroused!) by your scrivener's salacious stenography.

Thanks, again.

Thank you, Don.

I love the thought of all that toned muscle and smooth skin going at it. Thanks for sharing another HOT episode.

I love it too. The only thing better than a twink is a muscular twink. Thank you, xrph!

I thought the story was ending after the farewell to the swimmer. It could have ended there. I'm glad it didn't. I am also so happy that Trevor didn't do any gay shit with the wrestler
I have finally caught up with the story. I'm loving every word and look forward to the next chapter.

Oh, no. It's 36 or bust! I'm glad you're enjoying the story, sheep.

Omfg! Your description of Jason riding Trevor's cock... Orgasmic, to say the least. Lol. A very stimulating chapter, I can hardly wait for the next. Keep it up.

Thank you, skittles. Jason's a pretty intense guy. We'll see a lot more of him.

What an intriguing chapter. You know I love the way you write sex scenes. And you've already shared with all of JUB how hung up I am on wrestlers and Trevor in particular. So I shouldn't have to say, but I will, this was an awesome chapter for me to read. I don't know about all the screaming and shouting going on, but I personally found the sex deeply satisfying.

But that isn't what attracted me. I loved the fact that two guys who basically are into women find that they can have one fucking good time with each other. I hope this portion of the story isn't a concoction -- that it really happened -- because I'd be envious as hell of your fiction-writing skills if I thought this just tumbled out of your wicked mind. But then, I'm already envious of your many talents . . . as you well know. And I love the way your fucked-up mind works.

What could you have in store for us next? I won't even venture a guess.

I particularly like your point about straight guys finding out that messing around with each other can be a lot of fun. It's a little disappointing sometimes to meet fellow gays who assume that a genuinely 'straight' guy could never actually be 'straight' if he has gay sex. It goes back to the point that Heather made - sexual orientation and sexual activity are two different things. I think some of us gays tend to apply our template of sexuality to other people, at times with the sole purpose of trying to reshape the world in our image so that we can feel 'normal.' In my opinion, artifacts of this include such things as gay pride parades and gay week at Disney World (who came up with that ridiculous notion?), both of which are examples of some of us in the gay community rubbing it in the faces of everybody else - which 'everybody else' will naturally resent. Well, we're different from most people. That's just a fact. The sooner a gay guy can simply embrace that fact and be satisfied with letting the rest of the world be 'normal' the more secure he'll be - and the sooner the 'normal' people around him will stop resenting him. Brandon's a good example of this. We had a fascinating two-hour philosophical discussion of the topic once. It actually helped me grow up a little.

Anyway, that's my preachy life lesson tangent. Thanks for the feedback!

now were finally in the fun part the story was kind of depressing especially last week though it was good.

hardreader, i can tell you personally that tantibohs story is really close to reality. Sometimes he combines things or changes the order or something but every sex scene happened basically as he tells it, though sometimes he makes it seem hotter than it seemed at the time... but this last part was pretty much on the money. And if "Alan" is there its pretty much exactly how it happened!

You give me more credit than I deserve, abiwrestler. Your help makes it possible.

Tantiboh and Abi, I've just spent the last two days reading your story. It's amazingly well-written and, considering how dehydrated it's made me, really erotic! Thanks so much for sharing this story and I'll look forward to the next chapter.

Thank you, tommy! The next chapter is coming right up. Welcome to the thread!

 

[tantiboh]

Part 29 – Crazy

January

***​

The bus pulled from the orange-lit curb with a lurch. After the tournament the coach had treated them to a local Tex-Mex joint with great ambiance and copious quantities of lousy food. The trip back would take hours; Trevor suspected he just wanted them to sleep off the resulting carb shock.

Jason had been funny to watch all day. He hadn't given Trevor the cold shoulder; it was more like he didn't quite know what to do with the fact that Trevor had fucked him. His greeting smile as they'd passed a couple of times was a little broader than normal. Once or twice, he'd caught Trevor's eye and given him a half-grin, like they shared a devastatingly hilarious inside joke and he was struggling to contain his laugher. Still, he hadn't spoken about what had happened. As they had prepared to board the bus, he had stepped beside Trevor and motioned for him to follow; they'd claimed the very back seats. Trevor frowned as the lurching vehicle picked up speed - the engine rumbled beneath them, every bump rattled them harder, the windows terminated at the row in front of them, and they had a stunning view of the narrow door to the lavatory. But back in the corner, nobody sitting on the bus could see them, either.

Half an hour into the trip, Trevor noted that the Coach's plan had worked: the boisterous crew had quickly quieted and most of them seemed to be dozing off. Trevor's coat covered his lap as he relaxed, trying to take their cue despite the jostling, his eyes drooping as the rumble turned to white noise.

"Hey, Trevor," Jason said, just loud enough to get over the hum of the engine.

Trevor opened an eye. "Yeah?"

"Wanna see something?"

"What?"

Jason tugged a portable DVD player from the backpack tucked under the seat. Turning it on, he handed Trevor an ear bud; Trevor grinned as the smaller man navigated the menu. "Porn? You're crazy."

Jason's eyes twinkled mischievously. "I got this after my girlfriend broke up with me. I love it." He selected a scene; the frame showed a close-up of a man's ass as a shaft of black plastic slid into it. The man groaned through the headphone.

Trevor shook his head. Female domination. The poor fella tugged against straps binding his wrists to a grotesque steel frame and the woman brandished a riding crop and sported a lot more leather than he liked seeing. He watched for a minute; it didn't really turn him on, though the role-reversal mildly fascinated him as the woman's hips thrust. It reminded him of Travis that time at... What was her name? Trevor couldn't quite remember. Jennifer? Anyway, at her place. "Dude, why're you showing this to me?"

Jason shrugged. "I think it's pretty hot. I've been horny all day and I wanted some porn. You're here, so I'm sharing."

The way Jason looked at him sideways when he said it told Trevor that he hid something. He grinned. "You horny bastard. You want more, don't you?"

Jason blushed in the glow of the screen. "Yeah, kinda," he chuckled.

Trevor laughed. "Well, you'll have to wait."

"Come on, man. Just let me, you know, sit on your lap."

Trevor gawked. "Here?" he whispered harshly, "You wanna do it here?"

"Yeah, come on." Jason leaned closer. "I'll be up enough I can see over the seats. If anybody stands, I'll just slide over. No one's going to catch us." Trevor stared, his mouth open. This guy was a piece of work. Still, it did sound like fun. His cock swelled at the idea. "Come on, let's do it," Jason prodded, almost pleading.

Trevor shook his head again in disbelief. "Got a condom?"

Jason slipped his fingers into a side pocket of his backpack and withdrew the silvery object. "Always."

"Damn..." Trevor slid his hands under his coat and opened his pants, pulling his erection through his fly. He applied the condom by feel then slathered saliva across the head. "Alright."

Jason loosened his jeans and pulled the back down, exposing his ass. He slid over, drawing Trevor's coat over his lap, and reached back, guiding Trevor's cockhead against his anus. He sat with a sigh, looking back at Trevor with a devilish grin as he wiggled his hips.

They had just worked into a shallow rhythm when the bus hit a bump. Jason bounced high enough that Trevor's cock slipped out of him; as he came down, Trevor's head wedged against his perineum and his erection folded in half. Trevor winced and gasped and squirmed as the sharp ache shot through him. Jason looked back at him concerned. Their eyes met and they spontaneously broke into giggles.

Jason glanced up. "Oh, shit," he whispered, sliding to his seat. They got their coats into place just as their teammate stepped into view, headed for the lavatory. He didn't even look at them. He closed the door and they glanced at each other, breaking into silent laughter.

As they regained their composure Jason looked over. "We could do it in there," he said, indicating the tiny bathroom.

"If you let me suck your dick," Trevor said impulsively. Why'd he just say that?

Jason recoiled a little. "Do what?"

Trevor couldn't back out now. "What, you got something against a blowjob?"

"No, it's just... I'm straight."

"So... how does getting head change that?"

Jason considered a moment. "Alright. If you promise to fuck me hard like last night."

Trevor grinned. "You like that, huh?"

"Oh, yeah." The lavatory door opened. The pair fastened their pants while they waited for their teammate to sit down. "Come on," Jason urged. They stood, crouching a little as if that would make them invisible, and glanced warily down the length of the bus as they slipped through the narrow door.

The little room stifled them, with barely enough space for the smaller man to turn and face Trevor. They laughed quietly. "Now what?" Jason asked.

"Try sitting on the toilet." Jason obeyed and Trevor managed to crouch down, wedging himself between Jason's knees and the corner. "You pull it out or I will," he threatened.

Jason gave a lopsided grin and complied, wiggling his jeans to his thighs. His semi-hard dick beckoned, shapely, framed by jet-black hair, mottled at the point of circumcision. Trevor leaned down and took the head into his mouth, stretching the shaft as he sucked, stroking and licking.

Within moments, Jason's cock stood fully hard. This was his first time getting head from a guy, Trevor knew, and he used every trick he had in his bid to persuade Jason to come back for more.

The smaller man's eyes closed in spite of himself and he sighed softly. "That's way better than my girlfriend. Better than any girl actually."

Trevor smiled as he sucked. It was the first time he'd been praised as a cocksucker; he laughed at himself that he liked it. The minutes passed to the hum of the engine and the little smacks and slurps of Trevor's efforts. Trevor pulled his cock out of his pants again, stroking it slowly through the condom as it stiffened. Finally, his eyes met Jason's as the smaller man watched him. "You ready?" Jason asked.

"Yeah." Trevor stood; Jason rose and awkwardly turned, leaning over the tiny toilet, bracing against the handicap bars, his head in the corner. The smaller man moaned involuntarily as Trevor's cock buried in him to the hilt. "Shhh..." Trevor cautioned. "Gotta be quiet." Jason nodded and Trevor established a steady rhythm.

"God, that feels good," Jason breathed, his hand finding its way to his cock. He pushed back, meeting Trevor's thrusts, grunting in pleasure. He grew more aggressive as the minutes passed, shoving back harder, until finally Trevor's waist was wedged firmly into the corner, the larger man effectively pinned in place while Jason's legs and shoulders pumped his ass up and down and back and forth as fast as he could. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Jason chanted softly with each pump, his head thrown back, his eyes closed as his hand labored at his groin in a blur.

Within moments, Trevor felt Jason's body contracting around his cock as the smaller man's cum dribbled onto and into the toilet. Trevor craned to see Jason's face but couldn't. He felt disappointed and robbed; he'd missed the best part. Jason slowed and stopped, his breathing heavy as he slipped off Trevor's cock. He turned, pulling up his pants. "Thanks." He paused. "I guess you wanna cum, huh?"

"Hell, yeah." Trevor unrolled the condom from his shaft and gripped it. Jason slid to the side and they stood face to face as Trevor masturbated. Jason looked down, watching him pleasure himself with a sort of clinical detachment.

The fucking had gotten him close; Jason watching him jack off took him the rest of the way. In two minutes, his body bucked as he struggled to keep quiet; his hand found Jason’s shoulder and clung to it for balance. The first spurt landed halfway down Jason's thigh, clinging to the denim like a wad of snot. "Oh, shit," Jason exclaimed in a whisper, trying to dodge the rest of the ejaculation, which anticlimactically dribbled and joined the younger man's cum on the seat and in the bowl.

"Sorry," Trevor chuckled as the orgasm receded. "Let me get that." He grabbed a wad of tissue paper and carefully scooped his cum from Jason's leg.

Jason gave Trevor a disgusted grin. "That's fuckin' nasty. I can feel your cum on my leg, man. And I don't have anything to change into." More tissue paper wiped off their hands and the toilet seat; Jason flushed the mess in a swirl of blue as Trevor fastened his pants.

"Alright, let me go first," Jason whispered. "I'll tap on the door when the coast is clear." The younger man slipped out the door.

"Hold on," Trevor heard him say through the fiberglass. "You're really gonna want to wait a few minutes. Those chalupas went right through me." A moment later he heard the taps. Closing the door behind him, he rejoined Jason on the back seat.

Jason thumbed through a handful of DVDs. "What do you wanna watch? I got X-Men, something about spaceships... or this." He showed Trevor a case with a very nude and airbrushed woman on the front. Trevor grinned at him. "Yeah, I thought so."

 

[DonQuixote]

Boys will be boys! I'm sorry for you, though, Abi. First, you don't get to see Jason's face as you bring him to orgasm, then he pulls off of you before you get to fill the condom with your cum. How Rude of him!

Sounds like this weekend was the start of the next phase of a good fuck-buddy friendship. And I missed it all!

Thanks for bringing it back to life for us, Tantiboh.

 

[xrph1670]

Another hot chapter...I'd be nervous as hell doing it there in the bus's bathroom...but i guess you gotta do what you gotta do.

 

[hardreader]

It's really interesting to see how the guys in your story identify themselves sexually. They seem compelled to put themselves in sexual constraints defined by terms they inflict on themselves. Why do so many of us do that to ourselves?

The good thing about the characters in your story is that they almost always seem to shake off the shackles long enough to get in one hell of a good fuck, suck or other means of blowing off a little (or not so little) cum! This week's suck-fuckfest was no exception.

The freewheeling nature of this sexual exploit leaves me dazzled week after week. And as always demands that I cum back for more. Please, sir! More please!

 

[harry113]

Oh Yeah!! Thanks Tantiboh.
More please
Harry

 

[abiwrestler]

yeah Jason is a pretty horny guy sometimes it was funny because he would wear me out. anyway, thanks tantiboh that was a fun chapter to read

 

[tantiboh]

Thanks for bringing it back to life for us, Tantiboh.

My pleasure, Don.

Another hot chapter...I'd be nervous as hell doing it there in the bus's bathroom...but i guess you gotta do what you gotta do.

Yeah, Jason's pretty fearless by nature. It's probably one of the traits that made him willing to give gay sex a try. 'I'll try anything twice,' he says. Thank you, xrph.

It's really interesting to see how the guys in your story identify themselves sexually. They seem compelled to put themselves in sexual constraints defined by terms they inflict on themselves. Why do so many of us do that to ourselves?

The good thing about the characters in your story is that they almost always seem to shake off the shackles long enough to get in one hell of a good fuck, suck or other means of blowing off a little (or not so little) cum! This week's suck-fuckfest was no exception.

The freewheeling nature of this sexual exploit leaves me dazzled week after week. And as always demands that I cum back for more. Please, sir! More please!

I don't know why we do that, HR. Psychology's an odd thing; I suppose we're driven to rationalize actions we normally wouldn't take by saying that they aren't really characteristic of who we are.

In Jason's case, it's a very interesting mix of specific character traits that make him willing to cross lines. Fearlessness, recklessness, adventurousness, horniness, they all mix together. He's a fun guy to watch, even outside of the sexual context.

Thank you, HR!

Oh yes, me likey! Jason is definitely a horny dude. Keep up the excellent work, Tantiboh. I can hardly wait for the next chapter.

Yes, he is. In the past, I've enjoyed just sitting back and watching him go at it just because he's so uninhibited that he reminds me of the sheer fun that sex can be. Thank you, Skittles!

Oh Yeah!! Thanks Tantiboh.
More please
Harry

Thanks, Harry. Another serving coming right up!

yeah Jason is a pretty horny guy sometimes it was funny because he would wear me out. anyway, thanks tantiboh that was a fun chapter to read

Thank you, abiwrestler.

 

[tantiboh]

Part 30 – Fun 4 4

January

***​

'U busy after practice?' Trevor hit Send and returned his attention to the lecture. He really needed to pay attention - the first exam of the Calculus course loomed in a week - but he couldn't focus. Jason had already texted him earlier, telling Trevor that he wanted more. Wrestling practice was going to be hell.

'Not really why?' Brandon responded.

'Got a friend who wants to play. Wait for u in the showers?'

'OK. I have 1 2. Fun 4 4!'

Trevor grinned and surreptitiously adjusted his crotch under the desk. He selected Jason's number. 'Still want 2 play? Take a slow shower after practice. U can meet my friend.'

'OK : - ) can he f hard?'

The wrestler grinned. Crazy kid. He didn't answer. He tried to concentrate on second derivatives.

***

Trevor soaped himself for the fourth time; he noted that Jason had lathered up another dose of shampoo. The other wrestlers had almost all filtered out and he lifted his head as the swim team made its way into the showers. His eyes met Brandon's. The swimmer gave him a wink. He grinned. Brandon still knew how to make him feel good.

Brandon lathered up and Trevor watched him casually as he rinsed off, admiring anew his chiseled body, his lust simultaneously tempered and deepened by familiarity and friendship. Brandon glanced up at him. 'Who?' he mouthed. Trevor pointed surreptitiously at Jason. Brandon looked the smaller man over unabashedly. 'Nice,' he remarked silently then pointed at the man beside him. Tall, lanky, trim, a stereotypical swimmer's build. Easy enough on the eyes. Trevor nodded and smiled at Brandon.

Minutes passed as the four men lingered, waiting for the locker room din to fade, stealing glances at each other as the sexual tension mounted. Brandon sported a shameless erection in the otherwise empty shower; Jason and the newcomer looked embarrassed about it. At last, Brandon turned off the water. "Let's go," he said softly, beckoning the others to follow. The men trailed him like ducklings, shower supplies in hand. He led them straight to the closet.

"The doorstop is gone," Trevor remarked. A hook installed into the wall held the door open.

"Yeah, I think the janitor got tired of me locking him out." Brandon unhooked the door and let it swing closed. "I'm prepared." He scaled the shelves and retrieved the baggie of condoms and a wedge of his own. Jamming it into the door, he turned to the other men, smiling. "You should have heard him when he realized I had my own.

Trevor chuckled. "This is Brandon. He's Jason."

"This is Mitch. Trevor."

"So, why are there four of us here?" Mitch asked, wariness in his voice.

Brandon shrugged. "That's how the stars lined up. Not too late to walk away." Mitch didn't budge.

"Jason's straight," Trevor offered on his friend's behalf. "But he likes it up the butt."

Jason blushed. Trevor laughed. Unflappable Jason. He always got embarrassed about that.

"I'm straight, too." Mitch added, a tad defensively. Trevor noted the nervousness in his voice.

"His girlfriend's not putting out," Brandon said. "He likes my blowjobs."

Mitch grinned. "Yeah, they're good."

They all paused awkwardly, staring at each other. Brandon clapped his hands together, breaking the tension. "Alright then, let's mess around." He dropped a pair of towels to the floor. "Who's first?" he asked, kneeling.

Mitch stepped in, offering his cock. Brandon dove in; the lanky man's eyes glazed over as he grew hard. Trevor and Jason watched, Trevor absently stroking his rising erection as the minutes passed. "He's better than I am," he said to Jason.

"Really?" Jason's eyes met his. "You were pretty good."

"Give it a try," Trevor encouraged. Jason stepped forward and Brandon turned to him, gobbling his soft dick with a slurp.

"Oh, shit," Jason muttered. He stood gawkily, not really knowing what to do with his hands; his cock hardened in moments as Brandon worked him over.

"My turn," Trevor finally declared after a couple of minutes, wedging himself between the other two. Brandon took him on with that familiar skill as his hands stroked the two straight men. Ah, that felt good. Trevor hadn't had a blowjob in weeks. Brandon knew just what he liked. His mouth split in a contented smile. "I'm gonna fuckin' blow in a minute if you're not careful," he said.

Brandon pulled back and stood. "I wouldn't want that..." He leaned in and the two kissed deeply, breathing each other, remembering their old passion, their arms wrapping around one another. Breaking, they looked at the other two and laughed; the straight men stared at them like they had sporks stuck up their noses.

"Well, you like getting fucked," Brandon said, turning to Jason. "Why don't you two get started and I'll keep sucking Mitch."

Jason grinned, his sudden excitement evident. "Fuckin' A." He retrieved a condom from the bag; Trevor opened it as the smaller man cleared space on a shelf and leaned into it. Trevor applied saliva and wedged himself in, burying his cock into Jason's ass in one shove. Jason moaned. "Oh, yeah," he breathed as Trevor established a brisk pace.

"I can't believe you like that shit," Mitch remarked amongst Brandon's smacks.

"Man, don't knock it 'til you tried it," Jason replied.

"No way I'm -ever- trying that.”

The minutes passed in hedonistic grunting as Trevor's hips slapped against the other wrestler's ass and Brandon slurped at the lanky swimmer's cock. Damn, he was horny, Trevor thought. All too quickly he felt that spark in his gut. No, not yet. He pulled out and stepped back. "Brandon, I'm going to need some help with this one."

The swimmer stood, smiling wolfishly. Within seconds, condom applied, he pulled Jason off the shelf and leaned him braced against the edge of the hamper. He pushed in, burying himself to the hilt; Jason's eyes rolled back. "You really do like it up the butt, don't you?"

Jason looked back at him, grinning. "Oh, yeah."

"You like it hard?"

"It's never hard enough."

"My kind of guy." Brandon established a rhythm and quickly increased the pace; Jason yelped in ecstasy. In moments, Brandon's motion blurred as the sound of slapping flesh pervaded the room. "You like that, bitch?"

"Yeah, come on, fucker!" Jason pushed back, his arms flexing as his his body rocked to meet Brandon's thrusts, his thighs working as he wagged his ass up and down and shoved it backward.

Trevor marveled at the raw masculinity of the scene: hard, powerful fucking, two strong, beautiful men, grunting and growling and sheer, dripping sex. Trickles of sweat glistened on each man's skin, highlighting their flexing form in the harsh fluorescent light.

Finally, Brandon slowed and stopped, stepping back, gesturing to Trevor. The wrestler took his place, sliding his cock into Jason's asshole, fucking hard. Brandon watched them, fondling himself, as fascinated at the sight as Trevor had been a moment before.

"Hey, how about some help?" Mitch asked, looking at Brandon.

"The game's over here," Brandon replied, shaking his head. "You can either join us or wait until we're done." Mitch went silent, watching wistfully, lonely cock swinging in the air.

Trevor and Brandon swapped places again, to Jason's delight. Brandon laid into him once more; he reached forward and gripped a handful of Jason's black hair, jerking the top of his head back. "Oh, fuck, yeah," Jason yelped, surprised but too horny to do anything but love it. More minutes passed in animalistic pleasure.

Brandon looked over at Mitch. "So, you want in on this?"

Mitch hesitated, indecisive. Finally, he nodded. "Fuck it." He applied a condom and stepped into place. His cock stretched proportionally to his tall frame and Jason moaned as it snaked into his ass. Mitch set a steady pace, his face a mask of amazement at what he'd been talked into doing.

"How's it feel?" Brandon asked, stepping close.

"Pretty good," the tall man replied, half grinning.

"He wants it hard. You're not going to hurt him."

"Come on," Jason prodded. "Fuck me, you pussy. Like I fucked your mama." Trevor and Brandon laughed.

Mitch plowed, his lanky frame shifting rhythmically. Within moments the swimmer’s face changed; he grunted. "I'm fucking cumming." He pounded harder. "I can't..." he panted, "fucking believe... I'm fucking cumming... into a dude’s ass..." He grunted and lurched as his face twisted in orgasm; Trevor watched, fascinated as the waves of pleasure rolled across his expression.

Exhausted, Mitch finally stepped back, leaning against the hamper, his chest heaving as the bubbles of semen stuck to the walls of the wrinkled condom and the surface of his shrinking cock. "Goddamn..." he breathed.

"Somebody fucking get in there!" Jason demanded.

Grinning, Trevor stepped into place and slammed into him. Brandon stepped close behind him, nuzzling in. "I miss doing this with you," he muttered. He nibbled at Trevor's ear in that way he knew would drive the wrestler crazy.

It worked. In seconds, the spark ignited in Trevor's body; he pounded deeper, harder. "I'm cumming..." he whispered back.

"Good... try this. Close your eyes." Brandon's hands found the sides of Trevor's head as the wrestler obeyed; his fingers pressed at the little nodes of cartilage in front of Trevor's ear canals, plugging his ears. The world faded to a black muffle; the rough sound of his own breath pounded through Trevor's head. His senses deprived, his mind turned to what remained. The spark of orgasm lanced through him, more real, more brilliant as it grew and his mind exploded in the bright light of that fire. It wasn't more powerful than many, but the detached fraction of his mind noted that he -felt- it more, noticed more clearly the undulating, pulsating waves of pleasure that roiled their way up his body. His growling rang loud in his ears at the crescendo, and his breathless lungs roared at him as the fire subsided.

Finally slowing and stopping, his lips found Brandon's as the sounds of the world returned to him. Their kiss lingered long seconds.

Trevor stepped back as his softening cock slid from Jason's body. His eyes met Brandon's, their friendship reaffirmed in that moment, the depth and limits of their caring for one another clear and comforting.

"Alright," Brandon said, breaking the connection, turning to Jason. "Let's get you off." He spread towels over the floor. Guiding the smaller man to his back, Brandon kneeled, sliding into position, lifting Jason's ankles to his shoulders. "You ever been fucked in this position?" Jason shook his head. Brandon smiled. "Good. You're in for a treat."

"I don't need to watch this," Mitch said. He wrapped a towel around his waist and left the closet without a word. Trevor tapped the wedge into place behind him.

Brandon slipped his cock into Jason's anus, burying it deep. He pressed at the smaller man's thighs, folding them back, rolling the wrestler's ass up. He started slow, prodding for the perfect angle, watching Jason's face. "Oh, shit," Jason breathed as he found it.

Brandon smiled as he increased his pace and Jason's eyes clenched in near-panic. "Fuck... fuck... fuck..." the smaller man chanted as Brandon's cock pounded against his prostate again and again and again. Jason's hand found his rock-hard cock and stroked it, oblivious to the world around him as Brandon hammered into him like a machine.

Within moments, Jason's breathing changed, his eyes clenching tighter, his voice a squeak. Trevor watched him, fascinated. Brandon doubled his pace, pounding Jason's ass mercilessly as Jason's body twitched and his cum squirted onto his chest, his voice a gurgle in his throat.

Brandon settled to a slow crawl as the wrestler's orgasm passed. "Shit..." Jason breathed, grinning.

"So," Brandon said as he pulled away and stood, offering Jason his hand.

"What do you say the three of us go back to my place for a few hours?"

 

[xrph1670]

I'll volunteer to go!

 

[DonQuixote]

Abi, It's good to know that you and Brandon maintained your close friendship with one another. I know you wanted things to work with him. Jason is certainly turning into quite the sperm milking machine, isn't he?!

(I think I know someone in Springfield this weekend who wishes he could trade places with Jason!)

Three happy, horny, Jocks just having a jovial, jerkin' good time -- what fun waits back at Brandon's?!

Abi, you have one helluvan exciting sex life, that's all I can say. Oh, yeah, and my Blue eyes just turned a definite shade of green!

Tantiboh, again, thanks for your keep penmanship and extreme attention to detail in recounting the adventures of our newest set of Musketeers -- Sorry, Ronboy, these boys might have you beat!

We look forward to the further cum-covered adventures of Trevor, Brandon, and Jason -- is Brandon's sister home? We know two thirds of our trio our straight, or at least very happily bi . . .

 

[giorgiobaby]

hot! glad you kept this story line up. Thanks

 

[hardreader]

This most recent chapter was . . . Let me start again. . . . That was fucking hot! Incredibly hot! For some reason, I thought this might be a chapter of plot development. Character examination. Reflection. But it turns out it was 90+ percent orgasmic sex. And I loved it.

Of course, you revealed that lingering spark (or perhaps a lot more than a spark) between Brandon and Treavor. But I guess it will be another week before we get back to Brandon's place and a chance to examine it.

I guess I still don't have a good sense of what fuels Jason. A straight guy who likes to get fucked? Really likes to get fucked! I haven't experienced a creature quite like him. But then that makes me all the more interested to see how things go with him.

Thanks as always. Great work!

 

[tantiboh]

Thanks, all. I'll respond to each individually later in the week. I wanted to pop in quickly, though, to suggest you take a look at Sean Cody's newest - Jeremy. It's more than a little creepy - dye the hair black, turn the eyes brown, and add a couple of tan lines and you've got a spittin' image of Jason.

Click here only if you really want to know...

Now, please excuse me while I see to a personal matter.

 

[gaytxn09]

Nice! I really enjoy hearing about Trevor and his life. Thanks for sharing!

 

[DonQuixote]

All that and he likes men up his ass, too! Abi, I know you're straight, and Jason is, too, but he's a keeper.

Very nice definition, and Oh so easy on the eyes!

Tantiboh - Thanks for the detective work!

I'm drooling and dripping!

 

[abiwrestler]

woah tantiboh yeah that is pretty freaky haha

anyway thanks that was a hot chapter!