Showing posts with label european gays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label european gays. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

My Dream of Mark

By: Garry

My Dream: I was working for the city of Vancouver as a drafter. I had lived in Vancouver over six years and was getting tired of the crowds and just the big city attitude. I didn't know what would happen if I said I wanted to leave but I approached my boss oneday and told him I would like to quit work to move to the prairies. I didn't have a job lined up in Regina or anything. I was going to leave and figure out what to do once I got to Regina. I had never even been to Regina before.

I was surprised when my boss told me there was a position available if I would like to take it. Of
coarse I jumped at the opportunity. I put in my one month notice and worked that day. The month seemed to fly by and it was the last day of work. The employees or my employer didn't put anything special on my last day of work. I just got some cards and well wishes. That night I packed and the next morning after breakfast headed to the airport. At the airport I saw Mark and his wife or was it his girlfriend. They were to accompany me to Regina to help me set things up at work for me. I had seen attractive looking men before but Mark had to be the best looking man I had ever seen. I didn't know what it was to be gay I just knew I liked looking at men and wasn't interested in looking at women. I hoped I would grow out of my fantasize with other men. However I had wished that as far back as I could remember. By far Mark had to be the best looking man of all the men I had seen. I tried to imagine Mark in the nude and to feel his
cock. It must have been huge just by the his big bulge in his dress pants. I tried to look away from Mark but couldn't.

It seemed like we had just taken off and then we were landing. I had planned out using my last cheque how much money I had to find an apartment and get settled in. Now on the airport bus across the isle from Mark and Janis I figured out in my head how much I could afford for an apartment for the month. It would have to be furnished to a certain extent until my furniture
arrived from Vancouver. I wasn't paying attention to where we were going and I had felt the bus come to a stop. "Here we are." Mark, as hot as ever, said and got up along with his wife and headed off the bus. I kept thinking how lucky Janis was to have Mark all to herself. I followed Mark and Janis off the bus and into a motel lobby. It was a quant motel but knew I couldn't afford to stay there even one night. I would have to find an apartment right away.

I don't know why but I followed Mark after he got his room key to his room. I guess I had planned on hopefully leaving my suit cases with Mark and Janis while I looked for a rooming house to spend the month. "The wife and I will be in the other room." Mark said once we got into his room. Why don't you take a shower so you feel refreshed after the plain ride."

"That would be nice." I said and started to take off my clothes in the bedroom beside the washroom. I was completely nude when Mark came into the room. Janis was still in the other room and for some reason I didn't expect her to walk into the bedroom.

"Could you take this cord and plug it in for me up by the bed board?" Mark said handing me the plug.

"Sure." I said and I got on my hands and knees and crawled to the top of the bed and plugged in the cord.

I had no idea what I was plugging in. Just then I heard a birring sound and something on my left ass cheek.

"What are you doing?" I asked

"Shaving your ass cheeks I think it will look better." Mark answered

For some reason I can't explain his answer seemed okay and I braced myself on my hands and knees while he shaved my ass cheek. It seemed like a crazy idea though. He was finishing shaving me and I was about to get up when I realized Mark was over top of me and his hard cock was rubbing up and down my ass crack. I didn't say anything but wondered how Mark could be doing this with his wife or girlfriend in just the next room.

"Fuck are you ever tight. I would swear this is your first time. If I didn't see the gleam in your eyes when you first saw me I wouldn't be doing this. Do you want me to stop?" Mark asked.

"No keep pumping your dick into me. It hurts like hell but your so hot looking. I never imagined my first time would be from such a hot looking guy. But what about your wife? I asked.

"She may look hot and all but she doesn't put out anymore. She sure did before we got married. Fuck all this talk I want to screw you." Mark said.

"Oh yes push it into me." I said and held my breath feeling the pain increase as Mark held my hips and I could feel his cock push further and further up my ass hole nice and slow. Then I felt his balls against my ass.

"You're the first guy I ever fucked and wow your terrific. I shouldn't have tricked you, but for me it was worth it. Is it worth it to you?" Mark asked.

I felt Mark's cock deep in my ass pressing against something that was making my cock hard. "You bet it's worth it. Wow, I never expected this before. You hit something deep in my ass." I said

"I noticed your cock is rock hard." Mark said pulling out of my ass. I felt Mark's hand close
around my hard cock.

Mark pushed back into my ass a little faster. His cock felt so good in my ass, but wished I could look into his sparkling hazel eyes as he fucked me. "Oh you feel good. I wish I could look at your great body while your pushing your cock deep in my ass." I said.

"No problem. I'll pull out and you turn over and I'll lift your legs up in the air and screw you." Mark said.

"Really wow." I said feeling Mark's cock slide out ofmy ass. No sooner than he was out of my ass I rolled over on my back and started to lift my legs in the air. Thank goodness Mark helped me raise my legs over my head.

Once he had my legs over my head he said when I get up and start pushing my cock in your ass let down your legs so they droop over my shoulders. I never did this but it sounds like a good idea. I get to fuck you and you get to look at me fucking you." Mark
said.

"Oh this does feel nice." I said looking up into Mark's eyes as he pushed more of his cock into me. I couldn't help moaning with lust.

"Your ass is so tight." Mark said. "I always wanted to fuck Janis in her ass but she wouldn't let me and I didn't want to push it."

Mark was sliding his cock slowly in and out of my ass as he looked down at me. I could see a wild side of him coming out. "Fuck this is good. Really good."Mark said over and over.

"Yes, oh yes Mark fuck me hard." I said

Mark was pushing his cock in and out of my ass faster and harder sweat was dripping off his chest on to me and mixed with my sweat. He kept humping me over and over. I could feel my cock rock hard and wished I could jack off I was so horny, but Mark was leaning over my cock.
My balls were full of cum I could feel them. Mark slammed into me again and suddenly I felt my balls explode sending my cum up and out of my cock.

Just as I exploded my cum all over my stomach Mark moaned. "I'm cummin. I'm cummin. Thank you. OH thank you. How can I thank you?"

"The next time you get horny remember where I am and screw me again." I said.

Saturday, August 4, 2007

Boy in the Mirror

He stands before a dusty mirror. It is candlelight night. He is blonde. He is looking at himself. He is in a Roman villa that is old and ancient in disuse. He is bending over slightly. He is boy. He is thick blonde hair. His body is a stream of beauty made human. He is pale. He is slightly shy. He is wearing only white briefs. His back is a small comma. You can see his spine shadows in it. His chest is thin. His nipples are pale. He is pulling down his briefs, keeping his eyes on his reflection in the mirror. His face is kind. It is delicious. It has pale lips. And blue eyes. He is pure innocence. He pulls down his briefs after a single silent sigh. His hips are rose buds of winter when you remember them a long time later.

He steps out of his briefs. He is ecstasy. He has a certain air about him as though he could be anyone he wanted, but he chose to be himself. He stands now, after the briefs are off. He looks at his face in the mirror. His chest, the chest of a child. His abdomen, the abdomen of a child. Thin. And wanting so much. He looks down at his penis and balls, which the mirror does not show us. He stands straight. This is me, he thinks. He is a precision that has come to find out he has a body. That he approves of this body. That it makes him somebody. For the very first time perhaps.

He dreams of love. A different kind. He has seen so much pain. He wishes to be alone. He studies his face, pretends to shave, pretends to be a man and not fourteen. He stands unashamed not. The shyness is still with him. But he loves being naked. Being naked with the man who has just left the room. Who has been naked when the boy was clothed. The boy dared not look at the man, naked, shaving. He must not be bothered by the young man's casual nudity. He is after all still a boy. Of dignity. And propriety. He talks to the young Italian man as the man finishes shaving and dressing. The man goes to lie on the bed. The boy holds onto the bed post. Talking. Shyly. Talking like to a friend. "Would you be my friend?" the boy asks coquettishly. The man says something inconsequential. Wanting..waiting...thinking why do I have to wait?..thinking everything lost and won at this moment at the same time.

And when the man leaves the dusty tired bedroom of this rubble of a palace, the boy goes to the mirror and imitates the man, pretends that he too is shaving. Then the idea, then taking off his shirt, slowly, luxuriating in it, This is sex and not sex. This is who he is. This is a boy discovering the uncharted land of himself. He does not know he was trying to seduce the man. He does not know as he is bare chested, and as he begins the long slow dive
to remove his pants, that he has always been a sexual child. That his face is like summer directly after an tremble ice floe winter. He looks almost in a splendid pain. As he has almost always looked like that. The shy awakening of awareness of awkwardness. The shy longing as he stands without briefs, and looks down at himself. Thinking: this is mine. This is me. And he turns from the mirror for a moment to the bed where the man has lain moments before lain. Then hurriedly back to the mirror. He is safe only in the scope of reflection. He is perfect. He is always surprised by the world. He is always surprised by people. He sees delicately and more deeply than he is aware of. His back is straight. His hips are small crescents. His crack is a merry doorway, waiting. His penis is hard. It is of coral, as is the rest of him. He takes it in his left hand and holds it, touching the hood of it, feeling the shaft of it,
holding his balls in the palm of his other hand. Small balls. Little pubic hair. He has a thick heft of hair on his head, as though stolen from a golden coin that used to be the sun before it died in retrospect of failure in the match against this boy. He is quiet. He has been silent most of his life. There is fear in him. There is need of fear, considering what has happened to him. It is boy examining boy. It is nakedness as bold and loving and afraid as the whole of galaxies.

He begins to masturbate. His hips move as he slowly moves his crotch inward and outward. He is rose bud. He is the first thing he sees in the morning. He is not obsessed with himself. He thinks, I am beautiful, he thinks, I am average, he thinks will someone love me?, the man?, if he ever returns? He wants to educe himself. He wants to lie on the bed of dust and age and masturbate, really for the first time, that has a meaning, that is more than just an incredible good feeling. He wants the man to walk in on him doing this. His face is perplexed. He is lost. He is lost. The wilderness of woods that surrounds this broken down palace. He is afraid of what has happened. And what will happen next.

He wishes to be naked all the time. He wishes to say, see me and desire me, and I will say--no. He wishes a girl with him. He wishes to be naked with her. He is so tentatively here. He is no longer bundled child, but he is not adult yet. There is such serene silence on this hot bug filled summer night in this sweaty cramped room. He wishes to die. He wishes to live forever in exultation. He wishes to smile one of those teary smiles he is so self famously for. He
wishes to stay. He wishes to run away. He wishes to be made love to. He wishes to hit someone. Or have someone hit him. He puts both hands on his hard on. He
strokes it masterfully. Warm. Hard. Blood like an ocean flowing madly in him. Fully. Completely. He looks in the mirror at his face and his mouth goes ooooooo. He is so excited. He closes his eyes in the candle lit darkness of the room. He cums. Spurting. Splattering. On the mirror. He does not smile. He is beyond that now. He has never smiled much. But now he is just a boy delivering a paper in the fourth form.

Come now. No. Stay away. I shall stay here naked, with my come running out of my penis, and on to my flat abdomen and down my left leg. I shall stand here and be a British boy with a high piping girl voice. I shall stand here like an orange waiting to be dressed then unpealed by hands other than my own, which he finds a disturbing thought. I shall stand here and be me. I shall be a painting. I shall be a statue. In front of a prominent building in Rome. People will love me with their eyes, for centuries. And with their hands and bodies too? That he is not so sure he wants.

Whoever and whatever sex and love might be. He holds his throbbing small still penis and he feels the cum in his hands. It is sticky and white and thick. He puts one finger to it, and then to his lips, and tongue. He feels deliciously decadent. He swallows. This, he thinks, will give me the world. Or not. He looks at the mirror. At his face. At the golden sunlight that is him. And he will wait. He will wait. Though not for long. For he needn't. And he knows that,
akimbo arms, then hands on hips, secure, insecure, and sly smile and a hand tracing his nipples and down his chest and he looks at himself in the mirror and feels--

Pride. Just as long as its his own hand doing it. But not, he thinks, for long.

Friday, August 3, 2007

First Time

A few years ago, I lived in a luxury apartment complex. Across the hall was a great guy by the name of John. John was a very well liked guy around town, owned his own business, was attractive, dated several nights a week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course. He had a great knack for making everyone feel comfortable and ready for fun. A party seemed to follow him where ever he went. We became great, close friends--threw many arties for the complex between our suites, golfed, sailed and worked out together. We "doubled" often and Jon always had a great looking date. I noticed he never seem to click with anyone for any length of time, but there was never a lack of company for him. I liked him immensely. He was a wild little guy, bout 5'6" tall, but very well built and confident. He was also a real practical joker and, if some stunt of his was too much for me, I'd fall back on my college football days and call him a fucking tackling dummy, and try to toss him down. It was never easy to get the best of little John physically.
On his thirtieth birthday, I had a surprise party for him. We threw it at my place, and I told all the guests to bring cheap halloween wigs and gag gifts. The one thing John was sensitive about was his thinning hair. You can imagine the laughs we all had watching him open the gifts and trying each one of them on. He got right into the spirit of things and even had us trying them on. But he promised me he'd get me when I least expected it.

Weeks later, I came home late from an exhausting day, fixed a sandwich and plopped into bed to tune out in front of the Television. Except for the light from the set, my room was dark. After an hour or so, I got pretty lonely and started feeling myself. I was getting aroused, so I rolled over and began grinding my hips into the mattress. The friction of the sheets as I rubbed my swollen cockhead against them and the pressure of my hard-on against the mattress and my stomach felt fabulous. I was luxuriating in the ecstasy of bringing myself off. Suddenly the whole bed seemed to erupt beneath me, lifting me up and flinging me off onto the floor. I instantly thought of an earthquake, but the rest of the room was still. I jumped up and looked at the bed. There was that little shit John under the bed, the mattress pushed half off by his legs as he lay laughing at me on his back. he was howling, and I did a quick take on how he must have slipped into my apartment, crawled uder the bed, and waiting for just the right moment to knock me off. Then I realized I was standing in front of him with nothing on and more than half hard. Embarassed, I scream "You fucking dummy", and yanked him to his feet. He broke loose and ran for the door. A flying tackly broguht him down and we wrestled around the room until I finally pinned him down. It was wild and spontaneous, and lying on top of him naked, embarassed at being surprised with a hard-on, really turned me on. John was still laughing. Because I had gotten so hard as we struggled, I felt self-conscious about letting him up. We lay there chuckling and trying to catch our breaths. I could feel his heavy breathing as his chest heaved against my own. With me hard against him I was sure he would notice in a second that I wasn;t just still hot from humping my bed. So I tried to get up, but John saw how rigid I was and started laughing again. I did too. We fell back together, laughing into each other's shoulder about my predicament.

His hands came up and caressed me at the bottom of my spine, and I half-jokingly mimicked a passionate grind against his thighs. He rubbed both hands over the back of my ass and really seemed to be getting turned on. A nervous chuckle started in my throat, but I swallowed it in a gulp. My cock throbbed against him, and he whispered in my ear "Got you Dave."


I could feel his cock grow hard beneath his pants, and I gulped again. The blood was pounding in my neck and I imagined he must have been able to hear it. I tried to pull away again and drew my knees up, but that pushed my dick across his growing hard-on, and my stomach muscles began to quiver. It was an lectric moment. The John responded--his hands slipped caressingly over my then taut ass muscles and he pulled me harder against him by the back of my thighs. He raised his hips at the same time to rub the hard ridge in his pants against me. I felt weak. He kissed my neck and I felt his cock throb against mine. The he rolled me onto my back and my rock hard shaft stood up and plopped against my belly. Cupping my balls in his hand, he gripped the base of my cock in is fist. I looked down as he began to stroke my shaft and squeeze its head. He rotated his thumb and forefinger firmly around that achingly sensitive ridge at the base of my swollen glans, and my cock pulsed so hard it lifted his hand. I groaned and he started to slip his free hand under the small of my back. I arched to let his arm go around me, and my legs slid wide apart. As he stroked down to the base of my cock, my thighs stiffened with arousal. I hoped he ould want to suck me, He rubbed my balls gently and played with the hair between my legs, then I rolled into him and felt the coldness of his belt buckle gainst the hot tip of my dick. I ached to explode but didn't know what I should do next. Trembling, I reached between us and rubbed John's cock through his pants. It was a wild sensation to feel a friend's hard cock throb against my hand while the moistness of his excitement soaked through the cloth and wet my fingers.

We were both kind of stunned. I think at being aroused like this, but we let the excitement play out. "Let's do this right" he whispered. He took off his shirt, then rolled away and I heard him unbuckle and unzip his pants. He sat up and pulled them off. I watched his bare back muscles flex at the effort. The he lay back and I could see his flat lower abdomen, the dary curly hair at the base of his long, solid cock and the untanned skin of his hips. It was gloriously different to feel him roll naked against me, feel my dick rub against his hot cock, feel my leg slip between his hairy legs
and his cool, moist hands cupping my ass and grinding me against him as I pulled him to me. He rubbed his chin through the hair on my chest and nipped the tip of my right nipple between his teeth. A sensational shock ran from there to my groin. I came instantly. In torrents!! I seemed to cum in waves forever, and I continued to throb as he ground his cock to orgasm against mine. When he came, he moaned quietly as if we might get caught by someone.

I told him I needed to clean up and got up and turned on the bathroom light. I pulled the bed together while he got up to wash himself and I began to recover some poise and started to laught about what had just transpired. "What's so funny?" he asked, and I walked to the bathroom doorway to explain, feeling a little guilty about what we had done. John was wiping his belly with a washcloth, the water dripped down to his groin and glistened in the hair there. He was still hard, and as he wiped I felt that weak feeling again. I watched him rub the cloth over the shaft of his dick. He had a Huge cock for such a little guy.
A tenseness showed in his eyes, and I looked away and stepping into the shower. "Want to do this right too?" I asked. He ducked under the spray with me. I rubbed our cum from my body. he took my soft prick in one hand and stroked his hardness with the other. I began to get hard again watching him stroke us oth. The he knelt in the spray and slid my half-hard cock into his mouth. He sucked me until I was as hard as I had been earlier, concentrating his tongue
on the tip of my cock, and all around the tip. I stepped out of the spray and pulled John more into it and knelt before him. I explored his body with my mouth. His hard cock pulsed against my chest and neck as I buried my face in the matted wet hair that ran from his belly to his groin. I took the shaft in my hand and put my mouth over the tip. It was warm, wet, tautly smooth and solid. John moaned, still softly, and slid his hands around the back of my neck. I thought he wanted me to suck him deeper and I tried to swallow the whole length of his shaft, I couldn't, so I sucked all around the tip, running my tongue around the firm ridge there as he had done to mine. I could taste a bit of his cum and began to feel hot again. I bobbed my head, sliding his dick into my mouth as far as I could go without gagging. Returning to the tip and then sucking him deeper, I got into it. I sucked and licked him firmly until he began to pump himself to his own special rythm. He came very hard, staggering against me, and moaning loudly, his prick jerking as his come spilled onto my tongue. I swallowed his warm load and then sucked him until his trembling stopped. John pulled me to my feet, and he whispered "Thanks buddy!" and kissed me deep, sharing the taste of the load he had just given me. John and I repeated that shower scene many times, and slept together whenever mutual lust presented itself. The ironic thing about my experience with John is that it was my first experience with another man. One I will never forget!!

Saturday, July 28, 2007

My Night With Toby

I was on summer vacation in California, staying with my dad in San Juan Capistrano. I had just finished my junior year of college and was looking forward to some much needed relaxation. The last five months had kept me locked in the library for hours on end. I only stepped out to maintain my exercise regime. Running thirty miles a week in the Arizona sun had tanned my 6'2" frame a nice bronze and had kept me at a thirty inch waist. My hours of swimming kept the rest of my body toned and my weight at 180lbs. I don't want to sound narcissistic, but I looked pretty hot.

Now, as I said, I was locked in study, so I hadn't been with anyone in five long months. I was aching to get fucked by a nice, hung top. I went to my usual website to track down someone in SoCal who could give me what I needed. After an hour of searching, I came across TToby22 .
According to his profile, he lived in San Juan. He listed his height at 6'6" and his weight as 190 lbs. He was not quite as muscular as I normally like, but his height and lean, toned body helped make up for that shortcoming. Searching for the most important thing, I saw what I was looking for: an eleven inch cock. That settled it for me. I sent off an email and hoped for a quick response.

Around seven that night, I saw that TToby22 had responded. He wanted me to meet him down by the pier at nine o'clock. I took a quick shower and threw on something simple but sexy; running shorts to emphasize my tanned and toned legs and a sleeveless shirt to show off my muscular arms. I looked my self over and I must admit, I looked a little like a hustler.

I drove down to the pier early and decided to kill time with a little walk. I always loved strolling along the pier and listening to the waves roll in. I found my self a nice spot near the middle and stared off into the distance, thinking about how much I wanted to fuck this guy.

I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye. Turning, I saw a silhouette of someone who was exceptionally tall. As he walked over, I tried to think of something clever to say, but lust had shut down that part of my brain. Right now, it would take some concentration not to throw myself on his crotch before he opened his mouth.

"Hi," he said, extending his right hand, "I'm Toby. Are you Jon?" I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I reached for his hand and we shook, his hand engulfing mine. "Do you wanna take a walk to the end of the pier?" he asked. I nodded again.

We started a slow walk to the end of the pier, heading for the small snack shack. Since it was after nine on a weekday, the pier was practically deserted. We passed a couple of fisherman who were packing up for the night. While we made small talk, Toby admitted something that surprised me.

"I've only been with one other guy," he said. "We were on the volleyball team together. I wanted to fuck him, but the first time we tried it, he said it hurt too much. So I haven't really been with anyone else since."

My mind raced at the thought of having such an untouched guy at my disposal. I changed the direction of our walk so that we'd end up behind the snack shack. "Don't worry, Toby," I said, "You'll get the chance to use that big cock of yours tonight." At that moment, we reached the back edge of the shack and I quickly pushed him behind it.

"What the fuck?!" he cried.

"I need to do this," I said, grabbing his cock through his shorts. His eyes went wide and his jaw hung slack. I started to rub his cock, feeling it stiffen in my hand. "Relax, Toby. I just want to make sure you enjoy tonight."

I kneeled down in front of him and unzipped his shorts. I reached in and pulled his stiffening cock out. Semi-hard, his cock was already at eight inches. I leaned in and took the head of his cock in my mouth. As my tongue ran along his glands, Toby let out a low moan of pleasure. I began to work his cock in and out of my mouth, taking a little more down my throat each time. I could taste the precum that was almost pouring out of his cock. "Jesus," I thought, "This guy needs to get off bad." While I was sucking his cock, I could hear Toby moaning in pleasure. He
would whisper things I couldn't hear because of the surf. I felt his hand tentatively touch my head. He slowly ran his hands through my hair, unsure of what to do. I had about nine inches of his cock down my throat when he put his hands on the back of my head. As I kept sucking, I could feel him exert a little pressure, trying to force more of his cock down my throat. I decided to go "balls to the wall" and pushed my self to take his whole cock. As I swallowed all eleven inches, I could hear him moaning, begging me not to stop.

Now that my throat was accustomed to his massive tool, I really started to work his manhood. I loved feeling his cock slide down my throat. I also loved taking his large head and sucking it, coaxing him to cum. Toby began to get a little more forceful with his grip, pulling my head on to his cock, his hips thrusting to force it down my throat.

Once he established a good rhythm, I let him take control, fucking my face for all he was worth. Since it had been so long since his last time, it wasn't long before he said, "I'm cumming."

He started to withdraw his cock from my throat. Not wanting to miss out on his spunk, I stopped him when his head was on my tongue. Suckling on his cock like a newborn on a teat, I pushed him over the edge. He flooded my mouth with his tasty cum, shooting at least seve ntimes. I eagerly swallowed his load, cleaning his cock when he was done. I gave his cock a
little kiss and put it back into his shorts.

Standing up, Toby looked at me with half closed eyes. "That was amazing. No one's ever swallowed my stuff before."

I smiled at him, loving his inexperience. "I'm glad you liked it but the best is still to come. Why don't you take me to your place and let me take care of you," I said, my hand gently rubbing his crotch.

He swallowed hard. "Um, sure. That'd be great." We walked back to the parking lot and got into our cars. I followed him to a little bungalow on the beach, isolated from the other houses by a quarter mile of sand in either direction. "It's my parents' place," he said shyly, "I just stay here during the summer."

"Very nice," I said, trying to keep the jealousy out of my voice. "Is this a private beach?" I asked.

"Yeah. It's nice because nobody ever comes out here."

"Really," I said, my mind racing with possibilities. "Toby, why don't we sit on the beach for a little while and enjoy the surf?"

A look of confusion crossed his face. "I thought you wanted to go inside."

"I do," I said, chuckling a little at his naiveté, "But let's just rest on the beach for a few minutes. Bring those towels with you." I then turned and started to head down to the sand.

I heard Toby's disappointed mumblings as he followed me down. I chose a spot about fifteen feet from the water line and asked Toby to lay out the towels. Toby sat down, his legs stretched in front of him, his arms behind him to prop himself up. I sat next him, my legs crossed. I rested my head on Toby's shoulder and decided to wait to see if his confidence had beenbolstered enough to make a move. After a couple of minutes, I knew that I would be in charge of this evening's activities.

"Toby," I whispered, to get his attention. When he turned to look at me, I moved in for a nice deep kiss. I forced his mouth open and let my tongue go exploring. Not wanting my mouth to have all the fun, I reached for his tented crotch. Unzipping his fly, I put my hand inside and started to slowly jack his rock hard cock. Feeling it throb as I ran my hand along its length was getting me hornier by the second.
I wanted this go farther; being out in the open was really turning me on. I took his cock out through his fly and gave it a couple of strokes to smear the precum along the shaft. Thankfully, I'd had some practice in getting my shorts off while making out. Not breaking our kiss, I shucked the shorts and climbed in to his lap. I could feel his cock pressing against mine, hishead rubbing against my tight stomach.

I could tell that Toby was starting to feel more confident. As I pulled my tongue back, he pushed his into my mouth. My hands stayed busy, unbuttoning his shorts and exposing his entire crotch. My right hand went back to stroking his cock while my left moved to his nipples. I gently squeezed the right one and gave it a little twist.

That action seemed to electrify Toby. He gave a long moan into my mouth; his hips thrusting his cock through my hand. Now that I knew how to push him over the edge, I decided to move on. Pulling my self away from our kiss, I looked him in the eyes. "You just relax, baby. I'm going to make you feel real good."

Toby gave a slight nod as I moved down. His breathing deepened as nibbled and sucked the flesh along his neck and shoulder. I moved my hands under his shirt, massaging his toned stomach and chest. I let my hands brush his hard nipples and enjoyed the soft mewling sound he made from the contact.

I leaned back and pushed the bottom of his shirt over and behind his head. Now that his chest was exposed, I licked my way down and latched on to his right nip. Toby took a sharp intake of breath as I took his nipple between my teeth; rubbing my tongue across the top.

"Oh man, that feels so good," he whispered, "Please don't stop."

I could feel the precum that was pouring out of his cock coat my stomach. I continued to suck on his right nipple for a couple of minutes before moving over to the left one. Giving it the same treatment, I knew that Toby was on the edge. I could feel him thrusting his hips up, pushing his cock into my stomach.

I broke off from his nipple and ran my tongue down his stomach. I continued down further, pulling his shorts down as well. I stopped to lap up the small amount of precum that had pooled at the base of his cock. I then gently started to lick the edge of his groin.

I moved slowly towards his nuts. I loved the feeling of the small amount of hair that covered them as I pulled one into my mouth and rolled it along my tongue. Toby's quiet moaning excited me but I forced myself to go slow. Once I had thoroughly coated the left, I moved to the right side of his sack and began to lick and suck. I moved my hands along his thighs and hips, rubbing very gently.

After giving his sack the proper amount of attention, I moved towards my ultimate goal. Starting at the base, I licked my way up his cock, my tongue taking in all the precum that had coated it. I thought of it as a nice, big Popsicle. I made sure to clean every inch of his shaft as I moved towards the head; taking a little longer than necessary because I just loved the taste of his cock.

Once I reached the back of the head, I gently massaged the ridge with my tongue, coaxing more precum to flow. This also increased the flow of moaning and quiet begging from Toby.

"Oh please, suck my cock. I wanna cum so bad. Please suck it, suck it hard please."

I teased the head of his cock a little while, enjoying the sound of his pleas. But I wanted to suck his cock as much as he wanted me to suck it, so I wrapped my tongue around the under side of his ridge and took the head into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head, swallowing the tasty precum as it came from the slit. I began to bob my head, taking three or four inches into my mouth. Within a couple of minutes, I started to deep throat all eleven inches, setting a slow steady pace. When his shaft was buried, I would massage it with my throat muscles. It took a lot of practice to learn to do that, but it drives every man wild. Toby was no exception as a loud cry of pleasure escaped from his mouth. I was glad that I blew him at the pier because I knew that he would have shot just then.

Letting Toby enjoy the pleasures my talented throat had to offer for a few minutes, I reached a point where I could no longer suppress my own lust. Moving slowly off his long cock, I made sure to leave a nice amount of spit behind to thoroughly coat the head. I rose up on my knees and started kissing his mouth. Toby opened up and I enjoyed the tenderness of a nice deep kiss.

Taking his cock in my right hand, I put my left hand on his chest to steady myself. Putting the head of his cock at my entrance, I began to pushdown. Toby's eyes flew open at the realization of what was happening. I broke the kiss and whispered softly to him, "It's okay, baby. I want you
inside me. I can take it."

The anxious look on his face disappeared the moment the head of his cock penetrated my ass. The look of pure ecstasy on his face is something I'll never forget. I slowly lowered my hips down, taking his cock in inch by glorious inch. I love the feeling of a big, fat cock filling my ass. When my ass was resting on his pelvis, I took a moment to enjoy having eleven inches of cock in me. I began slowly riding his dick, pulling four or five inches out before pressing them back in.

My breathing got harder as the head of his cock kept rubbing my insides. I could feel my nuts churning as my cock leaked precum. I flexed the muscles of my ass to increase both our pleasure. Toby started thrusting his cock into my ass, his cock hitting me harder and harder.

"Oh Toby," I moaned, "I love how your big cock fills me up. It feels so good stretching me out. Fuck me, fuck me harder."

Toby responded, slamming his hips up to meet my ass. I was no longer riding his cock; I was riding a bucking bronco. The feeling of his cock slamming up my ass, his nuts slapping my cheeks, was sending me over the edge. I did everything I could to hold back long enough to make Toby cum. I squeezed my ass tighter and started pushing down harder. I knew he was close as his breathing became labored and the speed of his thrusts increased.

"I'm close," he panted, "I'm going to cum. Oh, Jesus, I'm cumming!"

The first throb of his cock sent me over the edge with him. My ass flexed around his cock as I shot my load over his chest and stomach. I could feel him filling me with his seed; my orgasm helping to milk every last drop from his cock.

When he finished shooting, Toby collapsed backwards onto the sand. "That," he panted, "That was amazing."

I smiled down at him. "I'm glad to hear that but we're not done yet."

He looked up at me, astride his hips, his cock still buried in my ass. "What do you mean?"

"Toby, it's not even midnight. We've got all night. Trust me, you'll never forget this." I leaned down to give him a kiss. While we made out, I gently played with his nipples. I knew he was enjoying it as I felt his cock harden in my ass. The feeling of it expanding in my hole got me hard again too. "Let's get inside," I said, rising off his cock. I missed having that monster in me, but I knew I would have it again soon.

I stripped off my shirt and grabbed my shorts off the ground. I sauntered back towards the bungalow, putting a little shimmy in my ass. I turned to see Toby quickly gathering everything up and walking hurriedly back to the door. In his anxiousness, he forgot a towel on the beach.

With the door open, I could see that the place was setup like a hotel suite. I quickly scanned the area and spotted the door to the bedroom. I stepped inside and turned around when I heard Toby close the front door. I reached up and pulled him down into another kiss. He dropped the towels and put his arms around me. One hand rubbed my back while the other massaged my
ass.

We made out at the front door for several minutes. I extricated myself from his grasp and reached for his cock. With his cock in my right hand, I turned and gently pulled him towards the bedroom. Stepping inside, I was greeted by a four poster king sized bed. I smiled as my mind filled with ideas of how to take advantage of my hung stallion.

Friday, July 27, 2007

If Only

I looked forward to beginning college for a number of reasons. Since,
being as objective as possible, I was fairly bright, I had been tracked for
college since early elementary school. When I was accepted to the
University of Illinois, it was as much a relief as anything else.

In addition, I had spent all my life in a very small town. I don't regret
a second of the experience, but I was ready for a change.

And one of the big reasons for looking forward to the move was that
hopefully I could find more people to screw around with, both girls and
guys. With an enrollment of 35,000, U of I seemed to at least have some
potential in that regard.

My first home on campus was Oglesby Hall. Although I was taken by the fact
that it was the newest facility, I didn't appreciate the drawback of it
being at the other end of the known universe from most of my classes until
it was too late.

New student week was a blur. Lots of people, still some money left from
summer jobs, and no classes for awhile yet. I met a lot of people, and
forgot most of their names almost immediately. But some made an
impression.

Steve was one of the first people that I really hit it off with. He was
from Morton, Illinois, a sort of suburb of Peoria. He appeared to be
reserved on the surface, but as I got to know him better he liked to just
sit back and observe the goings on around him. It was an air of near
detachment that for many was an affectation, but for Steve was his way of
not taking life any more seriously than necessary.

It was about the end of new student week when we were in the dining room
finishing our institutional lasagna, talking about movies. 2001 A Space
Odyssey had just hit the theatres, and with the HAL computer having been
created in Urbana, there was an additional tie-in. Neither one of us had
seen it, but it was in our plans.

"As much as I would hate to end all the speculation, we could just actually
go see the movie" I suggested.

"That might work" replied Steve, "but there is a meeting I was going to
tonight."

"Oh, I didn't mean tonight. I've got something else to go to, too. Maybe
the weekend. Matinee or something."

"Sounds like a plan. Catch you later."

What I didn't mention to Steve is that the event on my calendar was a
meeting of the gay students in the Union.

Now I suspected from reading the available information on student
organizations that the gay students group was more political, more
agenda-driven, than social. And that's fine. But I was hoping to find some
people like myself who were less concerned about defining themselves
through their sexual preference than just getting laid as much as possible.

That being the objective, the last thing I wanted to be was on time, or –
gasp – early to the meeting. The idea was to be about the last one in,
maybe 5 or 10 minutes after the meeting started, so everyone can check you
out, and vice versa.

So about 7:00 I entered the Illini Union, walked around for about 5
minutes, and then entered the meeting room through the rear door (no jokes,
please).

A number of heads turned, and I returned the more obvious attempts at eye
contact with a smile and a nod. I pretended to concentrate on the
ever-so-earnest speaker, when there was a tap on my shoulder.

"You really need to get here earlier if you want a seat, Stu" Steve
whispered.

That would go down as one of the more WTF moments of the semester. I made
a vain attempt to regroup.

"Your meeting over already?"

"Nope. Started about 8 minutes ago, same as yours."

We needed to put a damper on our conversation, muted as it was, so as not
to be unduly rude to the rest of the group. But at that point I could – as
we used to say – give a shit less about the rest of the meeting.

Finally, the speakers were done, a sign up sheet was passed around – I
wonder what happened to the letters they sent to Hermie Melville or Hank
Thoreau – and we were out of there.

Steve and I walked together down the Quad.

"So can I ask what you found interesting about the meeting?" he eventually
asked.

"Actually very damn little. And I wasn't expecting much either."

"So why go? Got to be enough to do around here otherwise."

"Take a wild guess."

"If I had to take a wild guess, it would be that you went for the same
reason I did."

"Being?"

"To scout out the talent."

I laughed.

"So what did you think of what you found?"

"I think there is some serious potential. What about you?"

"Definitely some areas for follow up."

"Agreed. But I think both our roommates are in the rooms studying."

"Damn pre-meds. But I think we could probably find a quiet spot in one of
these buildings. Pick - Lincoln or Gregory."

Lincoln Hall and Gregory Hall were two adjacent buildings on the south end
of the Quad. Lincoln was larger, and usually had less traffic.

"Lincoln."

We walked into Lincoln, and then took a flight of stairs up to the third
floor. We saw no one. A restroom was down the hall about 30 feet to our
left. Empty.

"You kiss?" I asked. Some did, some didn't.

"Come here and find out."

The answer was yes, and well. As our tongues played together, we groped
our denim-covered cocks which were trying to rip out of our jeans.

"Let's get in a stall, just in case."

I quickly grabbed the seat, which gave me first dibs on cock. Steve pulled
his out – a nice, cut 6-incher – and I went to work.

Ordinarily when it's someone I like and it's the first time, I really want
to make the blowjob a work of art, something that would hang in the x-rated
section of the Louvre. But usually those occasions are not in a public
bathroom.

So a quickie it was. But his cock and cum were no less sweet for the
haste.

After I had milked the last of his juice, we switched places. Steve's oral
skills got me off in no time, and my knees nearly buckled as I shot my load
down his throat.

We got everything back inside our jeans, got all zipped up, and then left
the bathroom just as someone was entering. We did our best to keep a
straight face, although the look we got suggested that we were not all that
successful. Too bad.

So at least I had made one sexual connection that seemed likely to keep me
from going too long without getting my rocks off. The fact that he was a
good guy as well was a bonus.

Not that it was in any way easy. With 50 other guys on the floor, you
couldn't really be overt. Having to coordinate our class schedules, our
roommates class schedules, and our sexual activities should have gotten us
at least one hour's credit. Would have stood out on a transcript, for
sure.

Once classes got started the semester really started to fly by. Late
October and early November saw midterms hit, and then we started into
cruise control before Thanksgiving break.

It was about two weeks before Thanksgiving that Steve gave me some news.

"Hey, you know they have that science thing down here next week?"

That "science thing" was a program for hyper-intelligent junior and senior
high school students to spend some time visiting campus. The part in the
movie about the HAL computer being invented in Urbana was not all that
far-fetched. The Illinois faculty collected Nobel prizes like the Southern
California backfield collected Heisman trophies, although they probably
made less money doing it.

So the more they could expose the school to the best young minds, the
better. At least that was the theory. And thus the event that was called
– for obvious reasons – "Nerd Weekend" – although any one of them would
have explained how that was incorrect because the program began on a
Thursday and technically the weekend didn't begin until a Friday until you
stuffed them in a closet to shut them up.

"Yeah, I know. You planning on getting smart or something?"

"Nah, too late for me. But my brother and one of his friends are coming
down."

"Lucky you."

He smiled. "Maybe."

I was puzzled, and he did nothing to solve it.

"I made need a favor, though."

"Such as?"

"Ed (Ed was Steve's roommate} is going back home to get an early start on
Thanksgiving. But I still need another bed."

"Luck is with you. Jim (my roomie) is heading out, too."

"So you don't mind putting up with a 13 year old for three days?"

"As long as he doesn't make too much noise with his slide rule we'll be
fine."

I didn't give it a lot of thought after that. I was taking 19 hours, an
overload, and was a James Scholar – an honors program of sorts – and so was
using what for most students was a blow off period to try to maintain some
sort of acceptable academic standing. Running a mini youth hostel was not
exactly on the front burner.

But as happens before Thursday, Wednesday rolled around. With both of our
roommates gone, having set a school record by cutting out 8 days early for
Thanksgiving, we were able to get some rather leisurely sex in after lunch.

One of the things you learned to do when engaging in sex – any kind of sex
– in the residence halls was to put the mattresses on the floor. The beds
were on rollers, and usually right against the gypsum board walls. Figure
it out.

So it was that Steve and I were laying on the floor in his room, his cock
still in my ass, when the subject of the weekend's logistics became
inevitable.

"I figure my brother will be in your room, and his friend Dan with me."

"I could give a shit less, but I would have thought the opposite."

"Hey, you'll really like Tim. And it gives him a chance to get to know
someone new."

"Like I said, I could give a shit. What time they getting in?"

"My folks were going to bring them down tonight after supper. Probably
about 8:00."

"O.K. I'll make sure all the women are gone. Or at least dressed."

Steve started laughing.

"Thanks, but you know that was really lame."

"I know, but..."

Phone. Not a reach over and pop it open cell phone, but a black sit on the
desk and the cord comes out of the wall phone. My ass bid adieu to Steve's
cock, and I got dressed and headed to my room to get my books for my 2:00
class. As I left, I could hear him engaged in conversation with someone
wanting to sell him a newspaper subscription.

The afternoon came and went. Then supper in the dining room. Baked
spaghetti. (Didn't we have regular spaghetti for lunch yesterday?) Then a
little studying in the basement library.

The library wasn't much of a library. But it was quieter than most other
places in Oglesby Hall. And you always stood the chance of meeting a girl
from neighboring Trelease.

I had dozed off with my head on my linear algebra text – it seemed to work
as well as actually trying to read it – and was awakened by Steve tapping
me on the shoulder.

"So that's your study secret."

"Don't tell anyone until I publish the research."

"I thought you were suppose to publish and then make up the research."

"That's only for federal grants."

"Ah, o.k. Hey, company's here."

We hopped on the elevator and went up to fifth floor. Tim and Dan were in
Steve's room.

They were both about 5'4". Dan was a blonde; Tim had Steve's dark hair.
Both wore glasses. They probably didn't weigh 200 pounds combined. I
noted neither pocket protectors, nor extensive acne, so they didn't qualify
as geek poster children.

"Gentlemen, welcome to Oglesby Five."

"Thank you" Dan offered. Tim remained quiet, his apparent reticence not
that far removed from his brother's normally reserved behavior.

"Tim, you wanna go put your stuff in my room?"

"Sure." He speaks.

We walked down the hall into 511. I gestured to Tim to make himself at
home on Jim's side of the room.

"Closet's not locked so if you need to hang some things up feel free."

"Thanks."

Apparently the stores were not enforcing a limit on plaid madras shirts
because it seemed like that was the only thing in Tim's suitcase. Not that
I didn't have one or two in the closet myself.

Tim emptied his suitcase and slid it in the space between the end of Jim's
bed and his desk. The rooms in the residence hall would have made an
Apollo astronaut claustrophic, so having room for one extra thing was a
bonus.

"So let's go see what Dan and your brother want to do."

"I think maybe not now," Tim answered.

"Why do you think that?"

"Cuz they're probably getting it on."

WTF Moment Number 2.

"They're what?"

"I think you heard me," he smiled. Great smile. "They like to play around
with each other."

"O.K. That would explain..."

"That would explain why Dan is staying with him, yes."

"So I guess we won't be meeting them for breakfast."

"I hope not."

"Why is that?"

"Cuz I want to be playing around with you."

WTF Moment Number 3 over and out.

I am rarely speechless, but this was too much too soon.

"Steve says you're great. I've been wanting to make it with you since he
told me I'd be staying here."


I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I was beginning to feel caught up
in a sort of sexual hurricane. I turned out to be right.

"Well. What the hell. Why not?"

I locked the door, and then, with Tim and I each taking an end, we took the
mattresses off the bed and made a sort of queen-sized play area on the
floor.

Throwing my clothes in the general direction of my bed – or at least the
non-mattress portion – I stripped and turned to check on my soon to be new
lover."

WTF Moment Number 4 I have died and am proceeding to heaven.

Sticking out from between Tim's legs through a still expanding patch of
pubic hair was a fucking fire hose. Except this fire hose was standing
almost straight up and was over 8 inches long.

"Tim, we are going to have a great weekend."

I knelt in front of him, almost in homage to the most magnificent cock I
had ever seen. I ran my hands over it like an archeologist who has
unearthed a long-lost treasure.

"Are you going to suck it? A lot of people like to suck it."

Where to begin with something like that? I put one hand on the base, not
that the thing needed any support, and use the other to guide the tip into
my mouth. Knowing that I could in no way take all of him, down my throat
anyway, I took my time.

I very tenderly worked the head of his cock with my lips and tongue.
Around the head, an inch or two up the shaft, a little tickle on the piss
slit, then repeat. Repeatedly.

"That's nice."

I relinquished my prize long enough to say thanks, but quickly resumed my
duties.

"Can I suck you, too?"

Since a verbal answer would have required taking Tim's dick out of my
mouth, I carefully rotated my body until my cock was in his face. The
subtle hint was not lost.

Tim had some degree of skill, and a lot of eagerness. That is a tough
combination to beat under most circumstances, and this was no exception.
He was taking it quicker than I might have under the circumstances, and
that, coupled with the incredible sexiness of the moment had me near an
explosion.

"Tim, you're doing great, but you may want to take it a bit easier. I'm
almost ready now."

"I know. I want you to cum right away, so we can fuck."

I caught his drift. So we can fuck, meant so I can fuck you. Oh my God.

"You want that up my ass, do you?"

"Yeah, and you want it up your ass, too."

Well, what is life without a challenge.

"Then you better finish sucking my cock then, hadn't you?"

Tim probably did not need the extra encouragement, knowing that me getting
my rocks off was the only thing keeping him from royally screwing my ass,
but he rose to the challenge. It took less than two minutes, and I had
fired my load down his throat.

"Good work, amigo. First time I'll bet."

Tim laughed. "First time was a while ago. But I'm glad you liked."

Now the moment was at hand. There were storage drawers, the rooms being
too small for dressers, built into the beds. I reached in and found the
never-far-from-me and in this case absolutely necessary jar of Vaseline.

"You know what to do with this, right?"

"Just roll over, you'll see."

I've always like laying on my side when I take it up the ass, seems more
leisurely. There are times when I like it a little more vigorous, and will
be on all fours or leaning against or over some wall or piece of furniture,
but vigor in this case might have proved fatal for me. This one was gonna
be as easy as I could take it, considering what was going to be going up my
ass.

Tim started by wiping the lube around my asshole. Then he added more, and
inserted one, and then two fingers to loosen me up a little more. I guess
I must have let out a satisfied sounding moan because I heard him ask "you
like?"

I think I answered "mmmm" or something else that could have been
interpreted in the affirmative, because I felt what had to be a third
finger enter. The little SOB was gonna have me ripped in two without even
using his cock.

"Showtime, Tim. Let's get fucking."

I could feel what I thought was Tim applying some more Vaseline to his
dick, and then I felt the head of his cock at my asshole. Here goes.

"Slow and steady, Tim."

I felt the initial penetration, which given the working over Tim had given
me with his fingers wasn't as much of a shock as it might have been. Then
there was more, and more, and still more. Glorious.

"How are you doing, Stu?"

"I'm getting fucked by the hottest cock on the planet, how do you think I'm
doing?"

"You think I'm hot?"

"Tim, if you weren't already illegal, you'd have to be outlawed."

"You don't mind that I'm not in high school or college or anything?"

"Are you enjoying this?"

"Yeah, you know that better than anyone."

"Anybody making you do this against your will?"

"No."

"Then what's to mind. Anytime you don't want my cum down your throat, or
your cum up my ass, just say so. Otherwise enjoy."

"Speaking of my cum up your ass..."

"Yeah, back on topic. How are we doing?"

"Halfway in, little more, little less."

Halfway. Sheez.

"Let's get it all in, then you can do some pounding."

Tim grabbed my hips to get some more leverage. I could feel his dick
going, in the cliché of the day, where no man had gone before. And few
since.

"Done. Now time for you to get seriously fucked."

Tim started out with slow, gradually lengthening strokes. Even after a
number of years, and a number of cocks, I still struggle trying to describe
the feeling. It was just off the charts.

His strokes started getting longer and more violent. I had never
experienced anything like it; each thrust felt like it would tear me apart.
Needless to say, I loved it.

I laid there with my eyes closed, moving my hips back to meet his strokes.
I could hear his breathing quicken, then stop. I knew what was next.

"Don't yell" I cautioned, just in time.

Tim turned his head and grunted, growled, you name it, into the mattress.
He was quiet for several minutes.

"How're you doin' back there?" I asked.

"I'm great."

"I'm supposed to say that."

Even Tim laughed...a little.

"You liked it, huh?"

"Liked is not the word. I was in heaven. You know I'm gonna need this
again before you leave."

"I hoped you would say that. I'll bet you wouldn't mind doin' me sometime
either."

"Well, I wouldn't turn you down, that's for sure."

The phone rang. I usually don't like getting out of bed to answer phone
calls, especially if it involves leaving a naked partner unattended. But I
had a hunch who it was.

I was right.

"So, did you and Tim hit if off?"

"Let's just say you're in my will."

"Why don't you two think about getting some clothes on? We were gonna head
out to Mr. G's and get some pizza."

"Yeah, as if you're dressed. See you downstairs in five."

The four of us met in the elevator lobby at the appointed time. Everyone
had this JBF look to them that would, if anyone had been paying attention,
been a dead giveaway to the evenings activities. The lobby was, however,
empty.

We walked across Florida Avenue, traffic being light, to Steve's car, and
headed to Urbana for our pizza. I usually prefer the thick-crust Chicago
style pizza, widely available on campus, but sometimes the think crust,
square-cut variety had its appeal. And I had worked up a serious appetite.

As drank our pitcher of Pepsi and waited for our pizza, Steve and I sat
there observing the almost giddy looks Dan and Tim exchanged with each
other. While I hated to be the one to have to break into their reveries,
there was the matter of the purpose of their visit to discuss.

"Hey, far be it from me to be an adult or anything, but where do you have
to go tomorrow for this program, and when do you have to be there?"

Dan reached into his jeans pocket and retrieved a heavily folded piece of
paper.

"It says South Lounge Illini Union 9:00 a.m. They are going to take us
around to places from there."

"So you need to leave Oglesby at 8:30, latest."

"Shit" said Steve. "I've got nothing tomorrow until 11:00."

"I've got an 8:00 trig class in Altgeld..."

"Idiot" Steve interjected.

"True, but I still have to go. You guys can either walk up with me and
hang out in the Union for an hour, or go later by yourselves."

"What are the chances you two are going to get up on your own?" Steve
asked.

Tim and Dan looked at each other.

"Zero" Tim answered.

"Or at least approaching zero" Dan agreed.

"O.K. I be your native guide. You eat breakfast, Dan?"

"Usually."

"Tim?"

"No. Wake me up at maybe 10 after 8."

"Done."

The arrival of the pizza ended the logistical phase of our discussion. We
spent about 20 minutes in small talk mixed with food consumption and then
returned to Oglesby.

We said goodnight to Steve and Dan, then retired to my room.

I made no comment to Tim, but stripped and flopped on the mattresses, this
time taking a sheet, blanket, and pillow with me. He soon joined me.

"So Steve figured we'd get it on, huh?"

"Yeah. He kind of watches out for me."

"How's that?"

"Well, you know I'm kind of..."

"Yeah. Very much so."

"And he's worried that I might attract the wrong kind of person."

"I can see where that would be a problem. So am I the right kind of
person, so far anyway?"

He leaned over and kissed me.

"Steve said you liked that, too. And that's a yes, by the way."

I leaned over and brushed my lips against his.

"Good. But there is an obvious question, albeit none of my business,
really."

"I know, and the answer is no we don't. We jerk off together, and
sometimes one of us will watch the other do it with someone else, but Steve
and I have never made it. I think he's conflicted a little, me took,
maybe."

"Well, however you've worked it out, seems like you're doing pretty good."

"You liked the blow job, huh?"

"Yeah. As they say, I never had a bad one, but you are a talent."

"Thank Dan. We practice a lot."

"I will remember that. Now do you want to get it on again, or grab some
sleep? Morning will come earlier than you think."

"I was gonna say you could suck my cock for a few minutes, but then we'd be
back at it. Let's get some sleep. We've got all weekend."

Tim rolled over and faced away from me. He made no objection when I slid
over beside him and put my arm around him.

"Good night, lover." I gave the back of his neck one last kiss.

"Night."

I woke up about 7:00. I hadn't set the alarm clock, but ordinarily I am
not a late sleeper. I threw on a robe and grabbed a towel and headed off
to the bathroom to grab a shower before breakfast.

There were about 6 showers on each floor. Unlike some of the older
residence halls, there was an individual changing area for each shower. I
usually took the farthest unoccupied one. As I walked to the end of the
row, I heard someone else in one of the stalls.

"Hi, Stu."

"Morning, Dan."

I leaned over and whispered "I see Steve let you escape".

He whispered back "yeah, and you left that cock of Tim's all by itself in
your bed".

"What could I do, it was too heavy to lift?"

Dan laughed. Then he pulled his robe off and turned to face me.

"I bet this would be easier to lift."

His dick was maybe half the size of Tim's, but was fully erect.

"I can think of other things to do besides lift it" I answered.

"Like what?"

"Like stand on this bench and find out."

Dan was standing on the bench in an instant. I bent over just a little,
and started slipping his cock into my mouth. Just exquisite.

However, before I could get really into sucking his cock, one of the
bathroom doors opened. I ducked into the next shower stall, hoping that
whoever it was had just come in to take a leak. No luck. Shower time had
begun in earnest.

Dan and I finished our showers about the same time, and as we walked out
the door into the hallway he whispered to me "Tim and Steve's folks are
driving down tonight to take them out to dinner. You're gonna be stuck
looking after me."

As if I was going to pay attention in class anyway.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Uncle Phil's Ranch

by: Derrick

Hi, my name is Derrick. I am eighteen and beginning my freshman year at a Texas university, the same one my father attended. I want to tell you the story of this past summer where I had my "awakening" and learned about love.

My life really took a turn the summer after my fourteenth birthday. My parents decided to take a three- week European vacation and planned on dragging me along to see all the museums and cathedrals. That definitely was not my idea of a fun summer. I thought I was old enough to stay on my own for that short of a time.

They thought differently. We finally agreed that I could spend the time with dad's much older brother, Uncle Phil, at his ranch in Texas. It was my opinion that "cow country" was only a little better than Europe. I finally agreed when it became clear I wasn't going to get to stay by myself.

I hated my first week in the raw country. I mean, like I came from a very small city in Indiana, but Uncle Phil's ranch was in the middle of fucking nowhere. No one my age around for miles.

Things soon changed as I realized my Uncle was a lot more fun than my "strictly business" dad. He taught me how to fish, hunt rabbits at night from the truck and best of all he taught me how to drive the truck, letting me take it all over the ranch. He even gave me one of his horses and bought me a saddle that would always be mine. At the end of my short three weeks, I didn't want to go home and my Uncle helped me talk my parents into letting me remain the whole summer. I had a blast.

When I did arrive home in time for school, my parents thought I had matured. My friends were impressed with my Texas tan, my boots and Stetson. In fact I had put on a few pounds while down there. Uncle Phil and Aunt Martha had retired early from the banking and oil business and
didn't do much of any work anymore. They had built quarters behind the garage and hired an old Mexican couple as cook and handy man. Boy could Maria cook. I had never even heard of BBQ goat before, but I loved it. I loved everything she cooked and it made her happy to see me devouring everything I could get my hands on.The next summer my parents let me return to the ranch. And the next, and the next.

I began to grow into a very handsome young man, but I had never given any thought to my sexuality.

When I first hit puberty, I had played around with a fewof my friends but nothing more than jacking each other off. Gradually, we all started to take interest in girls. Maybe, I should say the girls were taking an interest in me. My body had developed quite a few muscles from all my summers of hard work at the ranch. I had my chores just like I was his son and had started to
like working with the hired hands hauling hay and mending fences. Even had to help with some of the animal birthing including sticking my arm up a mare to check the colt. Gross!

I never dated any girl for really a long period of time because others were always chasing me. Another reason was, I didn't seem to be crazy about making it with girls as most of my friends were. I mean, it was okay to fuck, it felt good and all that, but I was just not as consumed about it as they were.

In fact, I spent more time thinking about my summers at the ranch than I did about chicks. Eating pussy was really gross to me although I did like for them to give me head. This one particular girl really enjoyed sucking my cock more than fucking. She always creamed in her
panties at the same time my cum flooded her mouth. She usually wanted to kiss right afterwards but I couldn't - It was just too gross with the remains of my cum in her mouth. But she did teach me another trick.

When it would take me a long time to shoot off, she would slowly insert her finger in my asshole. The first time it hurt like hell but it made me blow my nuts immediately. It got to where I needed her finger in there to get off. It wasn't long before I was ramming my own finger up my ass when I jacked-off.

I never considered putting anything else up there though. Strangely, I never thought about girls or boys when I beat my meat - just how good it felt for my hand to be jacking it.

By the time of graduation, I guess I was one of the best looking guys in school. I knew I was but I tried to keep things in perspective and not let it go to my head. I'm six foot tall, 175 pounds (all solid muscle), with black hair and bright green eyes (some people accuse me of
wearing high color contacts).

For graduation, my parents had given me a new Jeep. It took a lot of persuasion on my part since they didn't think it was safe. They finally gave in when I pointed out that people in Texas drive trucks more than cars. Besides, the Jeep would be great for back roading around
the ranch.

I cram-packed all my belongings into it and headed for Texas for another summer at the ranch before I started college about a 100 miles away from Uncle Phil's. I looked like a red Gypsy wagon going down the road.

When I arrived at Uncle's, I was disappointed to learn that Maria's husband had taken very sick and they had returned to Mexico. They had hired another Mexican family to replace them but they came with a son the same age as I.

Uncle Phil explained they had not finished adding a room to the quarters for the boy, so if I wouldn't mind, we would have to share the same room in the house for a couple of weeks. I didn't mind since the room was furnished with bunk beds. The only problem would be me finding the privacy for jacking-off.

When I first met the son, Alex, I was a little surprised. He looked more like 14 instead of 18. Maybe 5'4,"125#'s with really black hair and big dark brown eyes. His heavy eyebrows almost met in the middle. His nose was small and upturned. His face reminded me of some angelic altar boy. There was a sadness in his eyes even though he readily smiled. He could speak enough English to get by but sometimes you had to rephrase things or repeat them several times for him to understand.

We got along okay but he was extremely shy and introverted.. It was more like having a younger brother than a friend my own age. I really didn't mind too much, because as an only child, I had always wanted a younger brother to look after.

We didn't have very much in common but at least he was someone my age to hang with. He was so shy he wouldn't even strip to his briefs for bed until the lights were out. When they were, it was zip and he was up the ladder and under the covers before my eyes could adjust.

I realized my body probably made him a little self-conscience about his smaller statue. I had caught him on more than one occasion, sneaking looks at my crotch when I would be in my snug BVD's. I tried to reassure him that I really did like him by putting my arm around his shoulders whenever the opportunity presented itself. That seemed to relax him some but he was still too shy to undress in front of me. It became my goal to make him feel comfortable enough to do it.

The third week I was there, I suggested that we should go fishing and camping for the weekend at the lake that was about a mile and half away thru the woods. Uncle Phil and his parents agreed. His mom made sure we had plenty of food packed in case we didn't catch any fish.

We loaded down the Jeep with camping gear and headed out. The lake was small and private as it was totally on my uncle's land. I had this favorite spot with a great clearing near the shore. I had skinny dipped there many times.

Alex was suitably impressed with the site. In an hour we had the tent and our campsite set up. A little later we settled in for some serious fishing from the shore. After about an hour of no fish, we became bored. I suggested we go for a swim and he agreed.

I stood up, dropped my shorts and briefs. He had already jumped in the lake still wearing his cut-offs. We swam, splashed, played and dunked each other, just as boys are supposed to do. When we were finally decided to get out, my dick was pretty shriveled and my balls were pulled
tight.

"Okay, Alex, time to get out those wet shorts.... we can hang them over there to dry."

"No, I'm okay," he replied.

He still wasn't going to do it.

I lunged at him and had him in my powerful grip before he knew what was happening. My free hand was hastily removing his cut-offs as he pleaded, "No, pleeeaze, don't." I wouldn't take no for an answer and proceeded to pull them to the ground.

With my foot I managed to remove them completely from his ankles. I let him go, he stood there in front of me in briefs that were at least a size too big (they had trouble staying on his hips) with both hands covering his crotch. I thought, what the hell, I can't stop now. He read my mind and tried to run. He didn't make it 10 feet. Off came the shorts. He was screaming "No, No, No," as I pulled his hands away from his crotch.

When I looked down at his groin, I was shocked. His dick was extremely small... so small that it was almost hidden by his thick pubes. I didn't see any balls either. Heck, Alex was smaller than I was when I was 14. I looked into his eyes and saw the tears starting to form. I felt really bad that I had embarrassed him so. If I had known then what I learned later, I would never have done such a thing.

Alex had a triple cross to bear. First, he had been circumcised when he was 6 for medical reasons, which made him very different from other Mexican boys. Second, as he got older he was shorter and skinnier than other boys his age. Third, his cock and balls were really small. He was considered a freak by some boys and had been teased by others that he would never satisfy a
woman with his "boy dick." He was still a virgin.

I felt so bad for what I had done that I reached out and hugged his nakedness to mine. He responded by throwing his arms around me tightly. I wanted to hold and protect him from further harm. We stood in our embrace for long moments. He shifted slightly and I felt his cock
starting to grow hard against my leg. I felt my groin start to stir.

I was surprised by my growing erection as well as his. I couldn't let go of him no matter what happened. I picked him up and moved to where our blankets had been spread on the ground. I forced him down until we were laying side by side in our embrace.

Slowly, he slid his hand down my back and around to the front. He pulled his head back, gazing directly into my eyes as his small hand slipped between out hot bodies. His fingers found their goal and wrapped around my hard meat. I couldn't hurt him more by moving his hand or not
touching him, so I quickly reached and took his extremely hard four-incher in my hand. His eyes closed as he started to suck his lower lip. We both gently started to massage each other's manhood. It felt wonderful.

Slowly, Alex started to slide down my body causing my hand to lose contact with his dick. He curled up beside me with his head laying on my stomach. He was still slow stoking my cock and slowly lowered it to his face. Gracefully he moved his face forward and without hesitation sucked the head into his eager mouth. He sucked lightly. Shifting slightly, he moved further down
taking as much of my throbbing cock as he could, deeper until it hit the back of his mouth. He was so lightly sucking, I had never felt anything like it before.

There was something different in his manner. Worship and love is the only way to describe what his hot sucking mouth was doing to me. I placed my hand on his shoulder and whispered for him to stop as I was about to cum. He nodded slightly as he increased the wet suction. I could
wait no longer and forcibly erupted massive shots of cum into him as he gagged and gagged. His body was trying to throw up but he wouldn't come off my dick. Some of my cum that he was trying to swallow was ejected through this nose as he convulsed. I felt his hot cum drops spraying my legs as he wildly jerked himself.

I lay, with Alex still clinging to my side, in magnificent ecstasy, realizing that I had never felt so
complete in my life. I wanted to return the feeling and rolled him to his back. Without ceremony, I went straight for his softening cock, sucking it totally into my mouth in one motion. I heard his gasp as I greedily worked his dick with my mouth.

I had no experience sucking cock but found his four inches easy to take completely in my hot mouth. I just held it there and sucked like I was trying to get a thick milkshake thru a straw. I wanted him to feel as good as I did. He started to buck and push against my face. My nose was buried deep in his pubes as I had no problem keeping his whole length in me. I wanted his cum.

I could taste the remnants of his spent load and wanted more. Surprisingly, I got my wish very quickly and he humped another volume of his sperm. Most of it went straight into my throat but I managed to back off and captured the last squirts on my tongue. As I let him slip from my mouth, I moved up and hugged his heaving body to mine.

After we had rested for some time, we took another swim to clean our bodies. This time he made no attempt to cover his nakedness. His eyes had gained a sparkle and he smiled continuously. We then devoured some the food his mom had made.

Alex just sat there looking at me with those big brown eyes. I could feel the love and admiration that radiated from him. I thought to myself, if this continues when we get back, someone is going to suspect something.

We spent the afternoon fishing, catching nothing big enough to keep, and exploring the surrounding area. That evening, even though it was still quite warm, we built a nice fire. We sat naked, like we had been all day, roasting wieners and toasting marshmallows. I had brought along a portable radio and was playing some of the country music I had become to like so much.

Some of my friends back in Indiana thought I had become a real nerd about the music. Alex seemed to like it a lot. He had moved closer to me to enjoy the moment to the fullest. As the fire started to die-down, we had laid-back to enjoy the stars on this clear June night. My arm was under Alex's neck as he rested his head against my shoulder. Amazingly enough, neither of us had an erection. We just lay there enjoying the beauty of the world around us.

As we enjoyed the beauty of nature, Alex divulged all his darkest secrets about his size, genitals and all the teasing he had been subjected to. I asked him if he was gay. He shrugged he didn't know but would really like to be like me in every way. Then no one would ever tease him and his dick would be big enough for fucking. I tried to assure him he was big enough for that, but he wasn't buying it. He asked me if I liked guys. I tried to be honest, telling him I had never really considered it but that I had really liked what we had done earlier. He said he did also.

As the fire started to flicker its life away, the bugs of the night began to become bothersome. We decided to retire to the tent for protection.

When we setup camp earlier, we had put our bedrolls on opposite sides with a path between. Alex surveyed the situation and looked at me with pleading eyes, not saying a word. He didn't need to, I understood. I moved my roll closer to the center. He smiled as he quickly moved his next to mine.

Since it was still warm, we lay on top of our rolls. The stars were bright enough to give a faint glow through the tent. I was sure Alex's cock had started to harden but couldn't be sure because of his really big bush. Now, I was a little envious of him, he must have three times the crotch hair as myself, although he was hairless elsewhere except under his arms where he matched me hair for hair. My cock was definitely rock- hard as I thought of having sex with him.

Alex rolled to his side and placed his hand on my chest. I didn't object as my heart started to beat faster. I am sure he felt it pounding and moved his face to one of my nipples. He was using his tongue and mouth to lick and suck at the same time. He slid his body atop me with such ease and grace. The heat of his body was blending into my being. I took his head in my hands, urging him upward. For the first time in my life, I really wanted to kiss someone long and hard. I had kissed a lot of girls but never had the passion been this great.

He moved quickly, smashing his lips against mine with force. He began to suck my tongue with abandon as it entered his hot wet cavity. I retreated and sucked his into mine. Our salvia mixed into a wonderful nectar. We kissed long and hard for what seemed like forever. His hot meat pressed against my hard stomach as my throbbing tool glided between his thighs.

I knew if we didn't stop that I was going to cum and I wanted it to last much longer. I rolled us to our sides and broke the passionate kissing, but giving him a few more pecks on the lips to let him know everything was still alright. My hand began to explore his trim torso as his did mine. We ended at each other's cock with loving squeezes.

It felt that his was a little larger than earlier. He must be as turned on as I am. Alex shifted into a 69 and began his slow sucking, pulling as much of my meat into his mouth as he could and still suck. His hard member was poking at my lips. As I readily accepted him fully into mouth, a no-brainer hit me - I knew how to make this guy's day the most pleasurable he had ever known.
His hard little cock wasn't that much bigger than my finger and I knew where I wanted him to put it.

I broke our 69 and went for the suntan oil in my bag. I filled my hand and reached for my cock. Alex pleaded,
"No, Pleeeaze, No, you too big for me butt."

He was looking at my eyes, pleading with his, and didn't notice my hand slipping down to lube my asshole. I put more oil in my hand and started to lube his hard throbbing little cock. He was shocked, not sure what was going to happen next. I swiveled around, putting my legs on each side of him and helped him to his knees. I pulled my legs up and raised my hole to his cock.

"Fuck me in the ass, Alex - I want to be your first," I commanded. He hesitated from surprise.

I pushed against him harder, "Fuck me, I want your beautiful cock all the way in me while I jack-off. I want you to fuck your hot cum deep inside me. We can be one."

That did it, he fully rammed his tool in my tight ass in one sure swift stoke. I felt his pubes grind into my ass cheeks. God, it felt so good, nothing like a finger. Instincts took over and he started to roughly fuck in and out. He was pounding my ass with all his strength.

Every time he rammed me, it was like an electric shock when he poked my prostate. I knew he wasn't going to last long and began to frantically jack my engorged rod. I wanted to blow my wad close to his. It didn't take me long, I didn't hold back and blasted my heavy load.

His every thrust forced even more out my piss hole. My ass muscles tightened as I came causing him to ram me wildly. He made a final thrust and held as he emptied his nuts inside me. I could actually feel his love squirts. My own load had covered my chest and face - some even went over my head. I had never climaxed so hard in all my life.

With lingering further to savor the moment, Alex withdrew with a pop and collapsed on top me.

Finding my cum, he started to greedily lick. He licked all over me, searching for more to take.

When he could find no more, he moved his face close to mine. He stopped, waiting for approval. I didn't disappoint him. I placed my hands behind his head and pulled until our lips met. This time I wanted to taste my cum in his hot mouth. This was not gross - it was Right.

We finally broke our lingering kiss, rolled to our sides and fell asleep holding our love in our arms.

Later in the night, I was awakened by his soft mouth on my again hard cock. It felt wonderful, as I reached down to urge him to take more. To my surprise, my hand found his dick instead of the back of his head. Instantly, I knew the head of cock was in his ass.

"Easy pleeeaze, you so big" he whispered.

"Are you sure you want this?" I questioned, not wanting to hurt him.

"Yes, I want you all in me like I in you."

I reached down to feel his ass cheeks and found he had oiled both of us quite well for the assault.

I grasped his hip and started to move in deeper. He gasped and I stopped.

"Deeper, all it," he muttered thru clinched teeth.

I went back to making short gentle jabs, slowly sinking into him inch by inch. I couldn't believe how the inside of his ass was so hot and velvety. This was way better than any pussy I'd had. Soon, I felt his ass cheeks against my groin. "That's all of it," I whispered.

"Fuck me good, I yours" he breathed. I began to slow short stoke his hot tight chute, gradually until I was fully shafting him. He began to push back to meet my thrusts.

"Hard," he cried out in passion. I started to fuck him with hard ramming stokes. In less than a minute, I grabbed his hips and slammed my full length deep inside him - straining to get deeper and erupted my load into his bowels.

He moaned loudly as he pushed back trying to get me deeper.

I reached around him to jack him while my hard cock was still in his ass, but found a sticky mess as he had already blown his load. I started to withdraw but he gabbed me and begged me to wait. As my cock softened, he slowly slid off. He turned to face me and wrapped his arm over me.

"Derikk'," he said.

"Yes," I replied.

"I love you, I really love you."

"I love you too, Alex," I whispered back without hesitation. I knew it was true and I didn't care if I was queer for it. What had happened between us this day wasn't just sex, it was our expressions of total love.

You can imagine what the remainder of the summer was like. I am glad college is so close to Uncle Phil's. I plan on going back every weekend to be with the most wonderful person in the world, Alex, My Lover. I can't imagine getting off without his beautiful cock either up my ass or in my mouth. He feels the same.

Friday, July 6, 2007

My Roommate Nick

Before I start this part I want to say that Nick has enjoyed people's responses to what he wrote so much that he said he wants to add to this part also. I told him he had to either start this part or end it. He's decided that he wants to add to this at the end. I think so that he can read it first and then comment.

After we returned from Europe we visited with my family for five days. I enjoyed myself, but Nick seemed to be floating on a cloud. My parents invited my uncle and his partner and several of my cousins, including Anthony and his wife, for Sunday dinner. Of course, Nick had to tell everyone about me wearing Speedos and how great I looked. I wanted to, as my grandmother says, pin his ears back (and I have no idea what that means). At one point, I had to show my tan line, and the almost lack of one (I think my cousins were more interesting in seeing my butt that my tan line). Stories abounded and Nick loved every minute of it.

When we said good-bye to my parents I noticed that Nick had tears in his eyes. I didn't say anything, but clearly he had become morose. After about an hour of driving I asked him if hewas okay. I played CD's that he likes and even sang along, which always gets a rise out of him. He
complained but not as vociferously as usual. He told me that he thought he was feeling sad because our vacation was officially over, but I thought there was more to it than that. After we stopped for gas I again asked him what was wrong. He said he was confused.

"About what?" I asked.

"I'm the same person," he said with tears. "Your parents are so wonderful and loving. I feel like your mom really likes me a lot. And your dad talks to me like he talks to everyone else in your family. Anthony is so cool. He was talking to me about Capri and he was telling me about when he and his wife stayed there and how she fucked him until he started to hide out in the bathroom. We laughed so much when I was telling him how I made you wear the Speedos and then when you stood on the bed and put on your jerk off show. He was laughing. He said, `knowing Jeff I bet he really got into it, too'. Then he said to me, `I'm happy for him that he's found you. You're good for him'. I told Anthony that you were the best thing that's ever happened to me. Anthony said, `it's good that you feel that way. Jeff is a good man.' It felt so good talking to him."

"So, what's confusing."

"My parents," tears fell from his eyes.

I started crying, too. "Nick, it's like you said, you're the same person. So, doesn't that mean it's them and not you?" He just stared out the window. I could see the tears dropping from his eyes, but he made no sound. "Nick, it's them, not you."

"I guess. It's just hard to feel lucky and unlucky at the same time. Sometimes I wonder how I can make things change if they won't even talk to me. And then I think, `fuck it' I don't want it to change. I didn't even like seeing or talking to them when they thought I was straight."

We sat silently for about five minutes. I reach over and held his hand. He looked at me and smiled, but his face was still wet with tears. "Can I say two things?" I asked.

He looked at me and laughed. "Like I could tell you not to say something."

I let go of his hand and pinched his leg. "First, I want to say that I love you. I love you and I like you, I think you are the hottest guy I saw in Europe, and it was awesome traveling with you. Really, Nick, we spent six weeks together 24/7 and there were no melt downs. I loved Capri I
loved being your boytoy and I loved Mykonos when you were mine. And, I want you to make a lot of money so you can take me back there every year."

He had a big smile on his face. "That's the first thing?"

"Second, I want to say that I absolutely hate your parents, or maybe since
I really don't know them, I hate the way they are treating you. I can't help it, Nick. You don't deserve this. If they love you they could say they don't want to meet me, but they want to see you. They could say that they aren't going to recognize me and our relationship, but that you are
their son and they want to see you."

He nodded. He turned his head and looked out the window. I felt nervous. I hadn't really said that I hated them before. "Nick, what are you thinking about?"

He took my hand and pushed it against he crotch. He had a hard-on. He looked at me and smiled and said, "Capri," and then began to laugh. "I'm getting hungry. Let's stop at the next MacDonald's."

I laughed. "You know it's dangerous having sex in a parking lot in the middle of the day."

"I know, but we can pull it off."
"Do you want to know what I want to do?"
"What?"

"Take it out and let me play with your dick until we get home."

"Are you nuts?"

"No," I said laughing. "Think of how horny you'll be when we get home."

"I'll nut before we get home."

"Okay, that's cool. Come on, take out your dick." Nick unzipped his shorts and pulled them down over his hips and then pulled down his boxer briefs and then covered his hard-on with his tee-shirt. I reach over, gotcomfortable and then took hold of his hard dick. I ran my fingers up and down the shaft, and around his cock head. I played with his balls. He pulled down his shorts further and spread his legs. I could feel his pre-cum.

We talked about school, his new job, friends. Then we stopped for lunch. He asked me if I really didn't want to blow him before we got to theapartment. I smiled and said no. Then he said, "Let me drive the rest of the way home." I laughed. "Come on, fair is fair." I laughed. He wouldn't get in the car. "Jeff, my balls are hurting. You've been playing with my dick for over an hour. It's my turn." I laughed and handed him the keys. We got back on the highway; I pulled down my shorts and boxers and covered myself with my tee-shirt. He smiled at me, reached over and
took hold of my hard dick.

By the time we arrived at our apartment we were so horny we decided not to unload the car and just go upstairs and blow each other. We didn't even undress. We pulled our shorts down, got on the bed and started sucking each other. I think we came in about one minute. Then we both pulled up our shorts, we were still hard, went downstairs and unpacked the car. Then we decided we'd better go to the grocery store to stock up our empty refrigerator. Then we went and had fresh Mex, went back to our apartment and climbed into bed to play again.

Soon we were back to our routine. I was TAing and going to classes. Nick was working and going to classes. We were both feeling busy, but found time for our almost daily workout (running and now we've added going to the school gym and working out with weights and swimming), meals together,which we try to do as much as we can (at least breakfast and dinner) and love making (there always seems to be time for that).

Nick had been emailing his brother who was asking to come for a visit.

Matt's situation, as best I understand it, is: Matt's been dating a woman since the beginning of July. When we returned from Europe, Matt told Nick that he thought it was getting serious and that it was moving toward being an exclusive relationship. He decided, since he had been pretty active sexually, to go for a STD screening like Nick and I had. He told us that he was negative for everything.

He told Nick he wanted to come up for a visit. He said that he wanted to make it a four or five day visit. He had not seen Nick since June. He reminded Nick that Nick said Matt could fuck him. He had not yet. He was also talking about sex without condoms. He also said that he thought this would be the last time the three of us played if his relationship progressed with this woman.

Nick and I talked about it. Nick said he was okay with Matt fucking him. Actually, he was looking forward to it. And, at the same time, he was looking forward to this being the last time. We decided that when Matt fucked us he had to wear a condom. I guess Nick and I wanted something that was for just us. Matt said he was curious to see what it was like to be fucked without a condom; what it was like to be filled with someone's spunk. Nick and I agreed that we'd oblige him, but that if he was all that curious about fucking someone's ass without a condom he could talk his new girlfriend into that.

Matt also mentioned that each time he had visited and played with us he felt like an outsider. He said something very interesting. I wish Nick had saved the email, but he did not, so I'll try to catch the essence of it. He said he felt like both Nick and I were `ganging up on him'. He saidthat he had very mixed feeling about it. He said that when he thinks about it, especially right after he leaves us, it bothers him. But, he said, on the other hand, often when he thinks about it, he gets an immediate hard-on. He asked if we could figure out a way he might not feel used.

Nick and I talked about it. Nick emailed him back and said that it was important to us that we set up some kind of barriers. Nick told him that Nick and I are monogamous except for him. He told him that this was going to be the last time this happened and that what he was feeling, the `gang up' thing, was that barrier. He also told Matt that maybe he should make his trip just a day trip, Matt could fuck Nick and play for an afternoon and then head home so that he did not feel like he was being ganged up on, OR he could go with the immediate hard-on part of the experience. He also told Matt that he loved him and wanted to be fair with him and did not want
to do anything to hurt their relationship, but would not do anything to put his relationship with me in jeopardy.

I read the email and it was clear, to the point, and loving.

Matt emailed Nick back and said that understanding that the barriers were there to protect our relationship made complete sense to him and that knowing that made it more than okay with him. He also said that he did not know we were being monogamous except for him. He said that now he would like to go with the `immediate hard-on' feelings and that he was willing to even push it further if we wanted. When Nick read that to me he had this big smile on his face. I glance down; he was wearing his boxers, and noticed he had a hard-on. Interestingly, I had one, too.

Matt made reservations for his visit. Nick and I talked about ganging up on him at length. The fantasies were wild, but then we decided that although he said, `let's go for it', there was a possibility that we would do harm to Matt's and Nick's relationship and that wasn't worth it. We
decided to either tone it down or each take a turn as the bottom so that Matt wouldn't feel taken advantage of. However, it did occur to us that even if Nick and I took turns as the bottom for, let's say a day, Nick and I ultimately would be deciding what would be done, by whom, when and how. And, that it would still be Nick and I playing with Matt.

Nick had to work Friday afternoon, so I went to the airport to pick up Matt. I was surprised when I saw him. He was still blond, but his hair was longer. It looked good. He was tanned and smiling. He looked like he had lost weight since the last time I saw him. He's about an inch or two taller than me, and probably weighs about 160. He looked hot.

On the way back to the apartment, I told him that Nick and I didn't want to do anything that would fuck up the friendship Nick and I had with him and that we didn't want to make him feel like we were taking advantage of him. I told him that second to me, I thought he was the most important person in Nick's life. He laughed and said he understood completely and that he got
it. What he got: he said he was into this to have sex with two hot guys and to have sex with his brother, and not to be making love with us, so he was using us in that way. And that we were into to it to have a three way and do the things you can do with a third person and therefore using him, and not making love to him. So, he said, he was using us as much as we were using him and that it was a turn on for him, too. He also said that if it got too weird he would say do. He did ask if he could watch Nick and I make love. I said yes. I told him that he should explain to Nick what he wanted. He said to me that he was nervous about asking for what he wanted. He said he feels embarrassed. I told him that he didn't need to, that we were going to spend the next four days sucking and fucking each other and that we were all going to be pretty vulnerable with each other. He told me that he had this fantasy about being dominated by a man. He said he use to jerk off to thinking about being fuck by a man, he said that it was almost like being abused and dominated. He asked me if that sounded sick. I said no, it didn't. I told him that Nick and I play out fantasies. I told him that recently Nick lay face down on the floor and told me to fuck him long and hard. I told him that Nick wanted to do it on the floor because he thought the bed absorbed part of the thrust and he wanted to feel like he was being `nailed to the floor'.

Matt said, "Wow, that's wild. Did you do that?"

"Yes, and he's done it to me. It's kind of a weird feeling. It's like I'm there for no other reason but to be used as a receptacle for him. I can't move, I can't jerk off, all I can do is take it. I lay there and all I think about and feel is him and what he's doing."

Matt said, "Fuck, that's hot. I want you guys to do that to me." Then he asked, "Have you ever taken Cialis?"

"What's that?" I asked.

"You know, the hard-on pill."

"You mean Viagra," I said.

"No, Cialis. It lasts three days."

"Is that the one where they say if you have a hard-on for more then four hours you should see a doctor?"

"Yeah, that one."

"No, we've never taken anything. We don't need it," I said and laughed.

"Yeah, I know, but it is fun."

"Have you taken it?"

"Yeah, I took half of one. My dick was hard like I was fifteen years old."

"You're only twenty-six,"

"Yeah, but the fourth time in one day, I was hard like I was fifteen. And, it was like that for three days."

"Really, do you have some?"

"Yeah, I brought two of them. We'll only need to take half. Believe me, half and your dick is like a steal rod."

I laughed. "I'm sure your brother will be up for that."

"We can take it tomorrow. I won't need it tonight," he said.

By the time we got to my apartment Nick was home. We continued talking. Matt told us that when he was fourteen he and a buddy started jerking off together. He said that they decided to see how many times they could jo in one day and spent the day jerking until they couldn't cum anymore. He said the next summer he and this guy started sucking each other. They decided
to see how much cum they could suck out of each other. He said they started on a Sunday morning after church at his friend's house and sucked each other three times that afternoon and swallowed each other's cum. He said they had dinner with his friend's parents and then went to his bedroom and sucked each other. That night he slept over at his friend's house and they sucked each other twice more during the night. He said the next day his friend's parents went to work and they started sucking each other again. He said their mouths got tired before they ran out of cum, so they started jerking off and when they'd cum they suck each other. He said that
if he remembers correctly they each had about 14 loads of cum in two days. Nick sat there with his mouth handing open.

He said it was months later that they were talking about fucking each other. He said that he started to have this fantasy about getting fucked all day and having loads of cum in his ass and fucking his friend and filling him up. He said that he and his friend talked about it and, although his friend was saying he wasn't into it, they decided to do it. He said they cut school and went to his friend's house and he went first. He started to push into his friend and then his friend said NO WAY. He said his friend really panicked and wouldn't do it. So they sucked each other. He told us that he's always had the fantasy of being fucked all day and being filled up.

I looked at Nick who was smiling and asked him what he thought. All Nick said was, "Sure, if you want, I'm cool with it. I just don't want you to leave being angry at us, or feeling like we fuck you over, sort of speak."

Matt said that he was up for anything we wanted and that we could push it with him. "I want you to fuck me over, and under." I asked him about feeling bad when he leaves and feeling like we were ganging up on him. He said that if he's the one who decides he's going to get ganged up on and if he decides he's is going to get pushed to do stuff, then it's not like it's being done to him.

Both Nick and I told him we completely understood what he meant. Then he said that he would never want to do anything to fuck up our relationship. He said that probably this won't be the last time, but it might be the last time we fucked around. He said that if it is he'd like to leave feeling like we played and played hard. He said the only thing that he wanted to definitely do was fuck "MY BROTHER".

Nick turned around and said, "you can fuck me all you want, but with a condom." Matt was fine with that. Then Nick said, "One more thing. Kissing; how about if we say there is no kissing during sex, but if you want to kiss Jeff or me when we're not having sex, that's really cool.

Matt told Nick he had Cialis. Nick knew what it was. We told him we thought we'd take it tomorrow. Nick wanted to take it then, but he finally agreed with tomorrow.

I walked up to Matt and hugged him and then kissed him tongue to tongue and then told him that we were both glad he had come up and that I thought we were going to have a great time. He smiled. I said to him, "Are you sure you want us to take control."

He said, "If you would do it with Nick or have done it with Nick, then I'll do it." He said, "Look, I'm probably not going to want to do this again, you know get dominated and stuff, so I would really like to go for broke. I know you guys care about me and don't want to fuck with me, so it's
cool."

It was clear that he had a hard-on. Nick walked up to Matt and put his hand on Matt's package and said, "Why don't we get a load off before we go out to dinner?"

Matt said, "Sounds good to me. I haven't cum in two days and I've been hard all day."

Nick said, "Yeah, we've saved ourselves for you." He walked over to the cabinet and took out a wine glass. (This was one of the things we had talked about when we were fantasizing about all the things we'd make Matt do). Nick then dropped his pants to the floor. He was hard.

I said, "Maybe you should tell him what you have in mind," to Nick.

Nick said to Matt, "You're going to cum in this glass, then Jeff and I will cum in the glass and then I'm going to pour all the cum into your mouth for you to swallow."

Matt just stared at Nick. I said, "Remember if you don't think you can,
just say so."

Matt asked us, "You guys have done this?" We both nodded. Matt shrugged
and started jerking his dick. "Maybe before I leave I'll get to see one of you do it?" We nodded. "I'm up for it."

I dropped my pants and started jerking. We stood there in the middle of the kitchen jerking and touching each other's balls, chests, nipples, butts. A couple of times I thought I could cum, but I thought I'd let Matt cum first. He was close. Nick was holding the glass when Matt said, "I'm
close." Both Nick and I stopped jerking. Nick held the glass in front of Matt's dick as he pounded away at his dick.

I counted six large thick ropey white shots of cum. Then Nick squeezed Matt's cock head and wiped it over the rim of the glass. Matt just kept saying "Fuck." Nick held the glass up for us to look at. There was a lot of cum and it was all in one big glob. Nick put it to his nose and took in
the sniff. Then he let me smell it.

Matt said, "This isn't going to be easy."

Nick said to Matt, "Keep playing with your dick. By the time we cum, you'll feel differently" Matt did. Both Nick and I were close but Nick said to me, "You go next." He knelt down in front of me and held the glass. I started jerking but slowly. I knew if I gave Matt a few minutes it would be easier. I've done this several times myself. When I was ready to come I told Nick and he put the glass over my dick head and I started cumming. I came hard. I almost lost my balance. I had to hold onto Matt's shoulder. When I was done cumming Nick put my dick in his mouth and licked up whatever was left.

Nick started jerking and I noticed that Matt was hard and jerking again. Nick handed me the glass. I held it up. There was a lot of cum. I swirled it around and looked at Matt and smiled. He laughed and said,
"Fuck."

Nick kept jerking. I knelt down in front of Nick and played with his balls while he jerked. He was ready. I held up the glass and caught all his spunk. He came a lot, too. Then I licked up what was left on his dick and he and I kissed. I handed the glass to Nick.

He swirled it around and smiled at Matt. Matt looked at him and shrugged. Nick said, "I'll give you some to get the taste and then I'll give you the rest."

Matt said, "Okay." Then he started laughing and said, "Fuck, this is fuckin' perverted. I'm ready."

Nick tilted the glass and poured a big glob into Matt's mouth as he said, "Taste it, swirl it around and taste it." Matt did. I looked at Nick and he was hard. So was Matt and so was I. "You okay," Nick asked.

"Yeah, sure. It's fine; go for it," he said, opening his mouth. Nick put the glass to Matt's mouth and poured in the rest of the cum. It slid in one big glob into his mouth. Matt closed his mouth around it and then swallowed it all in one swallow. Then he laughed and said, "You guys have
a beer I could drink," and laughed. Nick walked to the refrigerator with his pants down around his ankles and got us each a beer. Before he handed the beer to Matt, Nick leaned over and kissed him. I watched as their tongue met. Then Matt leaned over to me and kissed me the same way.

The three of us took our beers and half pulling up our pants, went to the living room and sat down on the sofa. I was semi hard, as was Nick but Matt was still fully erect. We asked him how it was and he said that the thought of doing it was a lot worse than doing it.

Then he asked us if he could blow us. We said sure. He got down on his knees in front of us and started sucking Nick and then me. Nick and I sat there, relaxing, kissing each other, playing with each other's nipples and balls as Matt went from dick to dick. Nick took Matt's head in his hands;
started thrusting up into his mouth and pushing his head down on his cock and then came in his mouth. Then he came over to me and finished me off. We asked him if he wanted to get off and he said that he would when we got back from dinner. He said he wanted to fuck us both.

The conversation to and from the restaurant and during the dinner was surreal. First Matt talked about his new girlfriend. She sounded wonderful and he sounded taken with her and excited about their budding relationship. Then we talked about Europe, Capri, me being Nick's boytoy and the Speedos. I had to promise to put them on so that Matt could see me in them. We talked about Nick being my boytoy in Mykonos. Then, and I don't remember how we got onto this topic, perhaps it was when we talked about Matt wanting to fuck Nick, Matt started talking about how he played with Nick when he was asleep. He laughed and said that when Nick was telling Matt about cumming on his salad he thought about telling him.

On several occasions they went to their relative's house for holidays and Nick and Matt would sleep in the same bed. Matt said that after Nick fell asleep he would slip his hand in Nick's underwear and grope him. He said that he did it from the time Nick was about nine years old. He said that he remembers when Nick starting getting pubic hair. Matt said that there were occasions when he was in high school that he would slip his hand under Nick's covers and into his boxers and touch him.

Needless to say Nick was surprised but he said that he thought he remembered waking up sometimes and thinking that something was happening. Nick said that one time he woke up when they were sharing a bed and Matt was lying with his leg over Nick. Nick said that Matt's dick was out of his boxers, hard and pressed into Nick's hand. Nick asked Matt if that really happened. Matt said yes. Matt told Nick that he and his friend thought of this trick to play on Nick. It was summer and they slept in their boxers and covered with a sheet. He said he uncovered Nick and waited for him to roll over on his back. Then he jerked himself off and when he was close to cumming, he opened the front of Nick's boxers so he could see his dick and pubic hair, then he leaned over him, leaning on the wall which Nick's bed sat against and came on his groin.

Matt said he was so nervous and excited his legs were shaking so much he almost fell on Nick. He said he lay down on his bed and then kicked Nick's bed until he woke up. He said that Nick sat up, put his hand into his boxers and felt around. Then he said Nick pulled his hand out and smelled it. Matt said he almost broke out laughing. He said Nick got up took off his underwear and wiped himself dry and then got in bed and covered himself up.

Nick sat and listened with his mouth hanging open. I just laughed. Nick laughed and said he was looking forward to cumming on Matt's face. Matt laughed. Then Nick said to me, you've got to cum on his face, too. Of course, I said I would just to make Nick happy.

On the way home Matt talked about how he wanted to suck and fuck Nick when they lived together. Nick asked Matt if he remembered the night when Matt sat on Nick's bed and smoked weed in the nude. Matt said yes. Matt said, "That's the night I let you see my hard-on and told you to touch it and let me touch yours."

Nick said, "Yeah, that night. I had such a hard-on but I was too
embarrassed."

Matt said, "Yeah, you touched my dick but then you wouldn't let me touch
yours."

Nick said, "I don't remember touching your dick." Then he thought about it and said, "Maybe I do."

"You did. You wrapped your fingers around it and squeezed and then touched the head of my dick and I started to try to touch yours and you stopped me. If you would have let me touch yours I would have sucked you dry that night. I remember I got in my bed and lay there and jerked off. I guess you listened to me. I was hoping you'd jerk off, too, but you didn't."

Nick said, "I did listen to you. I listened and a couple of times watched you."

By this time we were home. We were all hard. Matt was more than ready to fuck Nick.

"How do you want to do this?" Nick asked Matt.

"Do I only get to do it once, or what?" he answered.

"No, not just once," Nick said as he undressed. Matt and I were naked and hard. Matt walked up to me and started playing with my dick as he watched Nick undress.

When Nick was undressed he smiled at Matt and said, "So, how do you want to do it?"

"I've always had this fantasy of you being in bed and me lying behind you
and touching you and moving around until I can slid my dick into you. Then I flip you onto your back and me getting between your legs and fucking you, until I cum. I also have this fantasy about lay down and you sitting on my dick and moving up and down until I cum. You're hard while you do that. But we can do that next."

Nick smiled. "Sounds good to me." Nick lay down on the bed near where I was sitting. I moved so that I was lying next to him, facing him. Matt put on a condom and lubed up. Matt lay down behind Nick. I leaned toward Nick and kissed him as Matt began running his hand over Nick's chest, over his dick and balls and then up to his chest again.

I watched Matt as he pushed into Nick and held onto Nick's hip pulling Nick against him. Nick lifted his knee and then arched his back. Matt looked like he was really turned on. He was breathing hard. He was pushing against Nick; I guessed trying to slide into Nick. Then Matt must have found his mark because Nick's eyes opened wide and he looked like he was in pain. Matt held him in place and started thrusting into Nick. Nick pulled my face to his and we kissed.

Matt was fucking Nick hard. Nick started pushing into Matt as Matt thrust against him. Then Matt let out a loud grunt and thrust hard into Nick. I watched as Matt's body seemed to be in spasms. He was holding Nick hard against him. Then Matt stopped thrusting. I smiled at Nick. Matt came in about one minute.

Nick rolled over and looked at Matt. "I thought you were going to flip me over."

Matt shrugged and smiled. "I was too into it," he said as he pulled off the condom. He lay back on the bed. "That was hot." He laughed and said, "Fuck, I finally got to fuck Nickie." He looked at me and said, "And you're next," and smiled.

"Anytime you're ready," I said.

Both Nick and I were rubbing our hard-ons. I asked Nick, "You want to fuck his ass or his mouth?"

Matt asked, "Do I get a say in this?"

Nick said, "No," and laughed. Matt smiled.

"Let's fuck his mouth. We'll save his ass for tomorrow and fuck him all day," and laughed. He said to Matt, "You are going to get so fucked."

Matt smiled and said, "That's why I'm here, so bring it on."

Nick and I were still stroking our dicks. Nick moved and straddled Matt's chest. "So how many loads have you had so far?"

Matt said, "Five."

"Here's number six," Nick said as he moved his dick head into Matt's mouth. He started moving his hips back and forth. I watched as Nick's dick slid in and out of Matt's mouth.

I said, "Let me see you cum." Nick nodded and smiled.

When Nick finally got close he pulled his dick out of Matt's mouth and started jerking off. "Keep your mouth open," he said to Matt. Matt did. I watched as Nick shot his load into Matt's mouth and then pushed his dick back into Matt's mouth. "Suck it," he ordered. Matt glanced up at Nick as he began trying to swallow the cum in his mouth and suck Nick's dick.

I was getting close. I had been stroking while I was watching. I told Nick to let me get into Matt's mouth. Nick moved and I took his place. I pushed my dick into Matt's open mouth and started thrusting. It didn't take me long. I pulled my dick out of Matt's mouth and started jerking. Nick was running his hand up and down my chest. I shot my load into Matt's mouth and then put my dick back in his mouth. He sucked and licked my dick. Nick and I kissed.

We sat on the bed and talked. We asked Matt if he wanted to get off again or should we call it a night. He was playing with himself. He said he wanted to fuck me. Nick looked at me and laughed. I lay down and lifted my legs and said, "I'm ready if you are." He put on a condom, lubed up and started moving toward me. "Give me the lube," I said. He gave it to me. I gave it to Nick who then put some on my butt hole and then started using his finger to loosen me up. As he did I pulled him toward me and we started kissing.

Matt moved between my legs. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him toward me. I took hold of his dick and aimed at my butt hole and held onto to it so he wouldn't bury it in one thrust. When I was comfortable with him in me I let go of his dick. Nick lay beside me rubbing my chest and stomach and my dick and balls as we watched Matt fucking me. Several times
I reached up and touched Matt's chest and face. One time I slid my fingers into his mouth and he sucked as he fucked me. Nick played with Matt's chest and nipples. Then Matt startedgroaning and thrusting harder and faster. I locked my legs around him and pulled him down on me. I held him as he started cumming. His body was shaking all over. Nick laughed.

Then Matt pulled out of me he said, "You guys are so hot. I love watching you guys with each other. It's hot."

Matt moved to his bed. Nick and I pulled the covers over us and wrapped our arms around each other. We kissed. Nick asked, "You okay?"

"Very. How about you?"

"I'm good." he said. "I really love you," he said as moved his hand to my dick. I smiled and kissed him. I fell asleep holding him while he held my dick.

The next morning I woke up as Nick was getting up to make coffee. I looked over at Matt's bed and he was awake. I had morning wood. I had to pee so I got up. I noticed him looking at my dick. I smiled at him. As I passed his bed I pulled the covers off of him. His dick was hard. I leaned over and took his dick in my hand and started squeezing it. He reached up and took mine and began jerking me.

"I've got to pee," I said.

"Me, too," he said.

We both got up and went to the bathroom and stood over the bowl and tried to pee. It took a while.

We both jumped back into my bed and waited for Nick to bring us coffee. I said to him, "Before we spend the day fucking your butt, you should probably use the shower to clean yourself out." He nodded. He went into the bathroom and took his shower. When he was done I went in and did the same. Then Nick joined us with the coffee. I told him he should take a shower and smiled at him. He nodded.

When he was done he climbed into bed with us and took the Cialis. We drank our coffee and started comparing dicks. I had sucked and played with Matt's dick before but never really looked at it or had him examine mine. We took turns lying on the bed while the other two of us closely examine and touched and licked at the others cock and balls. Nick decided we had to be measured. They measure me at 8.5 x 5.5 inches. Nick measure at 7.5 x 5.5 and Matt measured at 7.0 x 6.0. Nick and Matt took turns trying to deep throat my entire dick. Matt couldn't even get close. Eventually, Nick had his nose in my pubes. He's had practice. He was able to deep
throat Nick, as was I. Both Nick and I could deep throat Matt, but that extra half inch of girth is noticeable.

It was odd laying there and having them check out my balls, roll me over and spread my cheeks and play with my butt hole. I am often surprised by the was I respond to certain things. Lying there, having two men touching me, looking at me, talking about my stomach, ass, dick, and balls, really had me turned on. I felt both nervous but almost overwhelmed with sensations running through my body. They had me in every position imaginable. Nick had to show him how I looked from behind with me on my knees, with my head down on the mattress with my balls handing and then with him pushing my dick down. With me in that position he ran his fingers
over my butt crack. Then Nick began to lick my crack as Matt watched. Then Nick took Matt's head and moved him toward my ass. Matt began licking my hole and poking his tongue into me.

The three of us took a turn lying still for the others to examine. We decided that Nick had the nicest looking ass. That I had the nicest looking dick and that Matt's balls were the best.

Then we talked about fucking Matt. Nick told him that all day he had to do what we said, and could only do what we said. Matt smiled. He looked nervous but excited.

Nick asked, "You've never had cum in your ass?"

"No. I've been fucked but always with a condom."

"I guess I'm going to go first so that I can be the first to plant my seed
in you."

Matt was lying on his back. Nick got up and put lube on his dick. He knelt down between Matt's legs and lifted them as Matt pulled his knees back. Nick put some lube on Matt's hole and then moved toward him. I watched as Nick rubbed his dick head around Matt's butt hole and then
pushed about half his dick into Matt. Matt grunted. Nick began rocking back and forth pushing further and further into Matt. Matt started jerking himself, and Nick said, "Don't cum." Matt looked at Nick and nodded. Then Nick said to me, "Let him suck you, while I fuck him, then you can fuck him."

I moved and put my dick into Matt's mouth. He sucked me. I could hear him moaning and groaning as Nick fucked him and he sucked on my dick. Nick then started fucking Matt hard and fast. Matt stopped sucking me and looked up at Nick. Matt entire body was moving with each of Nick's thrusts. I watched as Nick's chest turned red, as his face became flush and as he began to shake. He let out a deep groan as he pushed hard into Matt. He was cumming.

"Fuck," Matt said, "I can feel you cumming." Nick collapsed on top of Matt. He lay there breathing hard. Matt held him and then reached up and messed up Nick's hair. Nick looked at Matt and smiled and then they kissed.

I moved between Matt's legs and wondered about lubing up, but then thought that Matt was going to be pretty wet. He was, and it really turned me on. The thought of fucking with Nick's cum surrounding my dick got me close quickly. As I was fucking Matt, Nick moved and sat on Matt's face and faced me. I saw him spread his cheeks over Matt's face. Then Nick and I
started kissing. It didn't take me long before I came.

Nick moved off of Matt as I did. We both looked down at Matt. He was hard. He said, "Fuck, I don't know how much of this I'm going to be able to take."

Nick said, "No backing out now, pussy."

Matt laughed and said, "You going to let me cum?"

Nick smiled at him and said, "In a while."

Matt said, "It's feels like it's running out of me," meaning our cum.

"Roll over," Nick said. "I'm not done with you." Matt looked at me and rolled his eyes. I started laughing. "Well," Nick said, as he continued to play with his dick, "I want to see what it's like fucking such a wet ass."

I said to Matt, "You asked for this." He nodded.

Nick was hard. He got on top of Matt, aimed his dick and then pushed himself into Matt. I watched as Nick, lying on top of Matt, thrust hard. I've decided that one of the most exciting things to watch is a man humping, especially Nick. I watched as Nick pushed up and down and watched as his ass moved in circular motions and watched as his beautiful ass tightened and then relaxed. Sometimes most of his body lifted off of Matt and then slammed down on him. But, most of the time, he lay there and what moved was his ass, up and down, round and round and then up and down. He and I looked at each other. He watched me watching him as I stroked my
dick. Again, I was rock hard.

I watched as all of Nick's body tensed, as he pushed hard into Matt and groaned. He was cumming.

Nick got off of Matt and pulled at my arm to move on top of Matt. Again, Matt said, "Fuck," and laughed. When I lay down on top of Matt I felt the sweat that was all over his back and ass against my chest and groin. Again, I easily slid into his ass. Nick sat beside me. I started fucking
Matt, but I was very aware of Nick watching me the way I watched him. My attention seemed to be more on Nick watching me than me fucking Matt. As I fucked Matt, Nick ran his hand over my back and along my butt. It was the strangest feeling. I was fucking Matt but my attention was on Nick, his hands on me, him watching me. Then he slid his hand between my legs. I opened my legs wide so that my legs feel outside of Matt's legs. Nick took y balls in his hand. I leaned up and kissed him. It was truly a strange sensation. Fucking Matt and being completely wrapped up in what Nick and I were doing.

"You are so fuckin hot," Nick said.

"You, too."

I lay down on top of Matt again and started pounding into him. He grunted with each push. As I started cumming, Nick ran his fingers from my balls to that place between my balls and my ass and pushed. I came hard.

When I rolled off of Matt, he said, "I hope we're going to take a break."

Nick and I laughed. Matt ran to the bathroom. He was still hard.

Nick and I went to the kitchen looking through the refrigerator, trying to decide what to make for breakfast. Nick wanted an omelet. He started that while I set the table and started the toast. Matt joined us. We were all still naked and he was still hard.

"We'd better take care of that or we'll have to take you to the doctor," I said and laughed.

"After breakfast," Nick yelled.

"This Cialis really works," I said, as my dick started becoming hard again.

As we sat down for breakfast, Nick said to Matt, "You still into this?"

Matt said, "Don't ask me that anymore, and don't ask me if I'm okay, anymore. If I want to stop I'll say so."

Nick nodded and said, "Why don't you jerk off for us and cum on your eggs."

Matt immediately stood up and started to jerk off. I looked at Nick and shook my head and laughed. I looked down and saw that Nick had a hard-on, so did I.

We watched as Matt jerked his dick. There really is something hot about watching someone pleasure themselves. Like I said, Matt is very attractive and has a nice set of balls. He clearly was into being watched. Nick was into it, too. So, was I. (LOL) Then Matt walked over to Nick and moved him so that Matt could sit on one of Nick's legs so that he was half facing him. Nick played with Matt's balls as Matt continued jerking. Then Matt stood up and put his dick in Nick's face and continued jerking. Nick began licking the head of Matt's dick as Matt jerked. Then Matt walked over to me and sat on my leg. I played with his balls and then licked his dick head.

Then Matt walked to where he was sitting, leaned forward and aimed his dick at his plate. Nick leaned across the table and picked up the plate getting it closer for Matt. I moved so I had a clear view. Matt started grunting loudly and then let go of a huge amount of thick white cum.

The three of us sat and devoured our breakfast. Nick and I watched as Matt ate his eggs without hesitation.

"How's your ass?" I asked Matt.

"It feels like your dick is still up there," he said.

While we cleaned up the kitchen we talked about what we'd do that afternoon. We decided to go to town, maybe see a movie, or rent a DVD.

It was shower time. Nick started the shower, I was shaving and Matt was someplace in the apartment. Nick called out, "Matt, get in the shower." Matt entered the bathroom and looked at Nick. Matt shrugged and stepped in the shower with Nick. I watched them as I shaved. Our shower curtain is clear. I watched as Matt started to soap up and then watch Nick, who was facing him, take hold of his own dick and aim it at Matt. I started to laugh. Nick and I have had piss fights in the shower before.

Matt stood there soaping up when Nick started peeing on him. The expression on Matt's face was on of surprise. Then he laughed. He tried to move away but there was no where to go. He turned around and Nick continued peeing on his butt and up his back. Then Matt turned around and tried to grab Nick's dick. Nick let him but kept peeing. Nick was laughing. Matt was laughing.

I had to pee. I opened the curtain and said to Matt, hold him. Matt grabbed Nick who tried to pull away as I began pissing on Nick.

I went back to shaving, and Nick and Matt showered. Matt got out and I stepped in. We washed each other, kissed a lot, finger each other's ass and pulled on each other's puds. We were both hard. We talked about getting in bed and fucking each other but decided we'd wait until later.


When Nick and I entered our bedroom, Matt was already dressed. Matt walked up to Nick and put his arms around him. I watched as they kissed and hugged. I heard Matt say, "I love you, Nickie." Nick said, "I love you, too."

I walked to him, put my arms around him and hugged him. Then I kissed him and said, "You're hot and kinky like your brother."

Matt smiled and said, "I love you guys."

I kissed him again, giving him my tongue and then said, "I love you, too."

We went to town; did some shopping. The weather was great. We went to blockbusters and rented DVD's. Then we went to campus and had a late lunch. Nick asked Matt how he thought of himself regarding sex with guys; did he think he was bisexual.

Matt said, "I really don't understand it. I know there's something going on, I guess I am bisexual. I've always liked fucking around with guys. To tell you the truth I think messing around with you guys is the best gay sex I've ever had. But, I like sex with woman. It's really different. It's softer, I like being in charge and being on top. I love a woman's breasts. I like checking out woman. I don't check out men, but damn I love the sex."

I said, "I guess that makes you bisexual."

"I'm going to miss sex with guys if I stop having sex with the both of you.
It's going to be tough."

Nick asked, "What do you think you'll miss the most?"

Matt answered, "Sucking dick; sometimes I think I don't like the idea of getting fucked, but then sometimes I get this raging hard-on thinking about you guys fucking me. It's like this thing that comes over me and I'm like a dog in heat."

Nick said, "A female dog," and smiled.

Matt laughed. "I don't understand it. You two are the only people who have fucked me. When I left the first time I thought I'd never let anyone fuck me again. I was glad I did it, but I was sure I wouldn't do it again. By the time I saw you guys last spring my ass was so ready to get fucked.
Then all this summer I was thinking about you guys in Europe and fucking you (meaning Nick) when you got back. But mostly I was thinking about you guys fucking me all day long. I had the Cialis and was saving it. I felt like I was in heat. I'd fuck my girlfriend and then going to sleep and I'd be getting hard thinking about getting fucked by you guys."

I had a hard-on listening to him. I asked him, "Do you think you could fall in love with a guy?"

"I doubt it. You mean like you guys?" I nodded. "I doubt it." He looked at Nick and said, "Nickie, I really do love you. Sometimes I feel so guilty about being such a prick in high school. You think that dad ignored you and that dad gave me all this attention and that I was lucky. I really hated it. You know how dad is. His attention means you get criticized all the time. He was always on me about my grades in school. No matter how I did in sports he always criticized. He'd get me alone and tell me I embarrassed him. I think I'd see you sitting alone, reading and not having to deal with all his shit and I'd want to punch you out."

"I never knew it was like that for you," Nick said. "From what I saw, dad just didn't like me and that he liked you and always wanted to be with you. Sometimes I hated you for taking all his attention. And then I'd hate myself for not being good enough."

Matt said, "Nickie, you were great in school. Straight A's"

"Yeah, but that didn't matter to dad. Matt, don't feel bad about it anymore. I think he fucked with both of us. I wish we were better friends then, but now we are good friends." I looked at Nick and his eyes filled with tears. Matt's eyes filled with tears, too. Neither of them talked.

I said, "Look you guys, maybe if things were different then, things would be different now. Maybe you guys would have been close then and not as close now. Or maybe you wouldn't be talking now."

Matt said to me, "I love you, too. But, I don't think I could be in love with a guy. You guys are in love and it's great. I don't think I could feel that way about a guy, but I've felt that way about women and I feel that way now about my girlfriend."

Nick said, "I'm happy for you. When do we get to meet her?"

"How about Thanksgiving?" Matt asked.

"We're going to Jeff's parents for Thanksgiving, but we could meet up the day after," he said, looking at me.

I said, "Yeah, we could borrow one of my parents' cars and meet up someplace on Friday. I think we'll fly back on Saturday."

We started to make our way back to the car and then home. I asked Matt, "How's your ass doing?"

"Feels like I've been fucked," he said and smiled. "Are we going to fuck when we get back?"

Nick and I smiled and nodded. When we got back to the car, I told Nick he should drive and tell Matt to sit up front. He looked at me confused. Then I told Nick he should tell Matt to pull his pants down and jerk while we drove back and Nick could jerk him, too. Nick smiled and nodded.

As Nick started up the car and Matt put his seat belt on, Nick said, "Pull your pants down to your knees."

Matt looked at Nick and said, "Me? Here?"

"Yeah." Nick stayed parked until Matt had his pants down to his knees. "Pull your underwear down." Matt looked around outside the car and then pulled his underwear down. Nick pulled into traffic and said, "Jerk off, but don't cum."

Matt laughed and said, "Damn," as he began stroking his dick.

I leaned forward so I could watch. Matt glanced at me and then moved so I had a better view. He kept glancing out the window. Nick reached across and pulled Matt's shirt over his dick and then took hold of his dick. Matt sat back as Nick played with Matt's hard-on.

Nick looked back at me and said, "Are we cooking dinner or what?"

I said, "I thought we could order in."

"Let's get food at the market and cook."

I said, "Okay." About ten minutes later, still jerking at Matt's dick, Nick pulled into the grocery store parking lot. We watched as Matt tucked his hard-on into his pants and then pulled his shirt over himself as he got out of the car. I said to Nick, "You are such a dick." Jeff laughed.

Matt said, "That's okay, have your fun."

When we returned to the car Nick told me to drive and told Matt to sit up front. I glanced at Matt and smiled. Matt shook his head and then pulled down his pants and started jerking again. I slipped my hand under his shirt and started playing with his dick. He was wet with pre-cum.

Matt asked, "You guys do this?" I nodded. "I've thought about it. I mean with a girl, but it never happens."

Back in the apartment, while Matt and I were putting away the groceries, Nike entered the kitchen naked. "You guys still have clothes on?" Both Matt and I turned and glanced down at Nick's hard-on. No matter how many times you see someone naked and hard and walking around the apartment, it's still both a surprise and a turn on. Matt just shook his head. He and I
went into the bedroom and undressed. Nike joined us and lay down on the bed. Matt lay down beside him. Nick put his hand behind Matt's head and pushed him down to his dick. Matt opened his mouth and started sucking. I moved toward the bed. Nick reached for my dick and pulled me toward his mouth. I knelt beside Nick as he sucked my dick, as Matt sucked Nick's
dick.

Nick moved, pulling his dick out of Matt's mouth. He moved me so that now Matt was sucking me. Nick began sucking Matt's dick. Matt moaned loudly. Nick and I looked at each other and smiled. The Cialis must still be working because the three of us were rock hard.

Nick found the condoms and lube, put one on Matt and straddled Matt. Matt stopped sucking me and said, "I have to watch this." I nodded. Nick standing over Matt began to squat. He took hold of Matt's dick and put it up against his butt hole. I looked at Matt. His was breathing quickly and shallow. I leaned forward and took hold on Nick's balls and lifted them so Matt and I could watch his dick disappearing in Nick's butt.

Nick squatted over Matt's dick and slowly let it disappear. He began to bounce up and down taking Matt's entire dick up his butt. Matt began moving his hands up and down Nick's legs and then took hold of Nick's hard-on which was bouncing up and down as he did. Nick and I looked at
each other and smiled. Matt was moaning and groaning and began thrusting upward into Nick. Both of us watched as Matt's body began to spasm and he arched his back forward. Nick smiled as he moved off of Matt. His dick, still covered with the cum filled condom, was still hard.

Nick pulled the condom off of Matt, smiled at him and said, "Lay down on the floor."

Matt asked, "On the floor?" Nick nodded. He lay down but Nick rolled him over so he was lying on his stomach. Matt said, "I did ask for this."

Nick said to me, "You first this time."

I lubed up my dick and put some one Matt ass. My dick was still rock hard. I slowly pushed myself deep into Matt. He moaned and pushed up against me. Nick sat beside us and played with my ass and balls as I fucked Matt. My thought was to take this slow and easy, but almost immediately I was fucking him fast and hard. Hearing Matt grunting, feeling Nick gently running his fingers over my balls brought me to a climax quickly. I took two or three long and forceful thrusts into Matt and then pushed as deeply as I could as I began to cum.

As soon as I moved off on Matt, Nick moved on top of Matt. I watched as Matt turned his head and smiled at Nick. Matt began to lift himself. Nick moved off of him. Matt got on all fours and again looked at Nick and smiled and said, "Ride that ass."

Nick smiled and nodded. At first Nick fucked Matt, and fucked him hard, while he knelt behind him. Nick was fucking him so hard Matt had to brace himself. Then Nick stood up, squatted behind Matt and began fucking him hard. He pushed Matt's back down, Matt's head was against the floor. Matt was grunting each time Nick thrust into him. Nick told me to touch his balls. I did.

Nick continued to fuck Matt. I'd watch him slow down and move, he was holding back on his orgasm. Matt was still grunting. I was getting hard again. Touching Nick, listening to the sound of Nick's dick moving in and out of Matt's butt, listening to Matt grunting was really turning me on.

Nick started thrusting hard. I could feel his balls tightening. I could tell he was going to cum. I watched as Nick thrust so hard into Matt I thought they were both going to fall over. When Nick finally moved off of Matt, Matt lay flat on the floor.

Matt ran to the bathroom. Nick and I lay down on the bed. Nick asked, "How are you doing with all of this?"

I said, "Fine. It's hot watching you. I don't think I'd want to do thisoften, but it's kind of hot. And, it's fun to watch him. How are you doing?"

"I think I'm over the `he's my brother' thing. But I'm into watching you and having you watch me. Is it okay if tomorrow you two put me in the middle?"

"What do you mean?"

"One of you fuck me, while I suck the other. I'd rather you be fucking me and I'll suck him. Get the both of you off," Nick asked.

"Yeah, sure; but I get my turn in the middle, too."

"That's cool." He kissed me. Matt returned to the bedroom. Nick asked,
"How's your ass?"

Matt smiled and said, "Not sure I can take much more."

Nick said, "I think you should take a rest and after dinner we'll go at you again," and smiled. Matt sat down and shrugged. "Come on, don't you want to go beyond your comfort level? You've only been fucked six times," Nick laughed.

"Yeah, okay."

We all went into the living room. Nick put some popcorn in the microwave, we put on a DVD and drank beer and watched a movie. We sat naked, the three of us on the sofa. I sat at one end, Matt sat at the other, Nick lay across us, his head in my lap, and his feet in Matt's lap. For a while I played with Nick's dick while we watched the movie, then Matt played with him.

Matt asked, "Do you guys touch each other like this when you watch TV?"

Nick answered, "Yes."

After the movie we decided to take a run. Matt complained that his butt hole hurt and didn't know if he could run. Nick said, "Get your running shoes on; you're running." Matt laughed. We all dressed and headed outside. We were back in about an hour. We took a quick shower and cooked dinner. After dinner, still naked, we put on another movie.

When the movie ended Nick went into the bedroom and brought out the condoms and lube. "We'll let you decide what order you want to do this. But we decided the position."

"I want to fuck Jeff. I'll fuck him first. I'm not going to be able to move after you two get done with me."

I lubed up my butt hole. Matt put on a condom and lube. Nick sat down in the corner of the sofa. I lay down between Nick's legs with my head in his lap. I pulled my knees up to my shoulders.

Nick said to Matt, as he put his hand on my crotch and grabbed my dick and balls, "I've got him trained well."

I watched as Matt stroked his dick and played with my ass. Nick held on to my balls. Both he and I had a view of my butt. Matt knelt over me, aimed and then slowly pushed himself into me. I felt Nick's dick pressing against my head. Matt started fucking me. Both Nick and I watched. Nick kept running his hand up and down my chest and play with my nipples. He played with my dick and balls and then leaned down and started kissing me. Matt leaned down over me. He was inches away from my face as Nick and I continued to kiss. As he fucked me he started licking my face and then Nick's face. He was fucking me hard when he finally came. Again, grunting and groaning and pushing down on me hard. I wrapped my legs around him and
pulled him down on me and held him. He and Nick kissed, then Matt and I kissed.

Matt lay down on the sofa. He started laughing as Nick put lube on his dick. He said, "I'm glad I had the nerve to ask you guys for this. You don't think I'm weird, do you?"

Nick leaned over and kissed Matt and said, "If you're weird, I'm weird and Jeff is weird. When we were in Capri I fucked him until I couldn't anymore and I sucked him until he couldn't cum anymore. When we left Mykonos I was walking like I had something stuck up my ass."

"You guys are cool," Matt said.

Nick looked at Matt and said, "I only said that so you'd let me fuck you again," and laughed and kissed Matt again.

Nick decided he wanted Matt over the back of the sofa. Matt got comfortable. Nick lined himself up and sunk his dick in Matt in one quick move. Nick fucked Matt, taking his time. He would pull his dick all the way out of Matt and then push himself back in. Matt was groaning. Nick
made Matt stand while he fucked him, then squat forward, then over the sofa again. Then he got Matt on the floor and on all fours and started fucking him from behind as he had before. Then he told Matt to roll over and put his legs up. Nick lay down on top of Matt as Matt wrapped his legs around Nick. Nick lay down on top of Matt and started fucking him. Matt held him. I watched as Nick's body began to tense and then spasm, and then collapse on top of Matt.

Matt said, "Fuck, Nickie, you're a fucking animal," and laughed.

Nick looked at him and said, "Thanks," and kissed him.

It's weird but I had this feeling that Nick had something to prove to Matt. Matt was always the more athletic and the one who dated all the girls in high school. Maybe I'm just projecting but I had this thought that Nick wanted Matt to see him as this very sexual person (and Nick is a very
sexual and sensual person). I'm probably making this up, but I also think that Nick needs to be wanted by Matt or admired or looked up to. What is strange about this is that Nick is academically gifted compared to Matt (actually compared to most people, including me), and Matt does look up to him. Actually, I would say that Matt is and always has been envious of
Nick's academic abilities, but it doesn't seem to satisfy what it is that Nick needs. I think this was.

I told Matt I wasn't into the acrobatics. He smiled. I lay on top of Matt. My dick slid into him with ease. I started fucking Matt and told Nick to play with my ass and balls. Nick smiled and kissed me and then reached between my legs and gentle fingered my balls. I was taking short
slow thrusts into Matt and enjoying the feelings running through my body. Matt held me. I had my face buried in his neck. Matt's hands stroked my back, as Nick's fingers touched my balls. He also reached further and touched the base and underside of my dick. The sensation running through my legs and crotch were fantastic. I didn't want to cum. Each time I got close I slowed again. Nick began to kiss my butt, then he started biting and then blowing air over my asshole. I was so turned on, finally I had to cum, and I did.

Nick and I crawled into bed. Matt was making himself a sandwich.

Nick and I talked about the next day. We both decided we wanted to be in the middle at some point. I was going to fuck Nick while he sucked Matt, and then, after we recovered, Nick would fuck me while I sucked Matt. I fell asleep thinking about taking both brothers at one time.

When I woke up I had an aching hard-on. I was having the most intense sex dream about Nick and me fucking in a room filled with other men fucking. Both Nick and Matt were not in bed. I heard the shower running, so I got up. I noticed Matt in the kitchen and Nick in the shower. I tried to pee but my dick was rock hard. I guess the Cialis was still working. Nick stepped out of the shower and kissed me. He looked down at my dick and said, "That's how I woke up, too."

I climbed in the shower. It felt good. Eventually, I was able to pee. When I was done with my shower I walked into the kitchen, still drying myself. Both Nick and Matt were naked and making breakfast. Nick poured me a cup of coffee and told me to just sit and wait. I did.

During breakfast I asked Matt, "How's your asshole?"

He nodded and said, "It hurts. I think I'll pass on getting fucked today."

"You up for a blow job or two?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure." Nick explained to Matt what we wanted to do. Matt said to Nick, "Last time I was here you fucked Jeff while I sucked him, and then Jeff fucked you while I sucked him." We both nodded. "I was thinking if Jeff is going to fuck you while you suck me that you and I could 69 with me on the bottom and you on your knees over me, while Jeff fucks you. Then I could suck you while you're sucking me and I could watch you getting fucked up close," Matt explained grinning.

I glanced under the table and saw that Matt had a hard-on. I smiled and said, "Sounds good to me." Nick smiled and nodded.

We made our way to the bedroom. Matt lay down on the bed putting a pillow under his head. Nick knelt over him. They began sucking each other. I lubed up Jeff butt. As I knelt down behind him I glanced down and saw Matt staring up at me with Nick's dick in his mouth. He reached up and ran his fingers over Nick's butt hole. I pushed the head of my dick against Nick's
hole and slowly entered him. I felt Matt's fingers brush against the shaft of my dick and then over my balls. I heard Nick moaning. I glanced down between Nick and me and saw Matt's head bobbing up and down as he stroked Nick's dick. I watched as Nick's head bobbed up and down. The three of us were moaning and breathing loudly. Each time Matt ran his fingers over my dick and balls I felt my orgasm getting closer. I wanted to wait for Nick to cum. He likes cumming while he's being fucking. I slowed down, almost to a stop. I pushed hard into Nick and lay down on his back. He was sweating. I began licking his back and running my hands up and down his
chest.

Soon I felt his ass contracting around my dick. He was moaning loudly and moving himself so that his dick was pushing into Matt's throat. I again started fucking him. Nick lifted his head and moaned, "Fuck me." I fucked him fast and hard. His legs began to spasm. He ass muscles tightened around my dick. He let out a deep grunt that seemed to last forever as he kept shaking. Then he buried his head in Matt's crotch as he tried to catch his breath.

I began fucking him again. He began pushing back into me meeting each one of my thrusts forward. Matt began playing with my nuts. "Jeff," Matt said, "let me see you cum. When you get close I'll make you cum."

Nick said, "This I've got to see."

As my orgasm got to the point of no return, I pulled out of Nick. He quickly turned around as I knelt over Matt's face. He kept stroking my dick. I glanced down and watched. He had my dick head pointed to his face. "I'm going to cum, oh fuck, I'm going to cum," I said. For some reason I pulled up into a push up position over Matt. I watched as my cumsplattered against his face and shot into his open mouth.

"Nice," Nick said, as he watched and kept jerking Matt.

"I'm getting close," Matt said as he licked my cum off his lips.

Nick began sucking Matt again. Matt moaned, "Oh yeah, Nickie. Fuck yeah, suck me." I knelt over Matt's face and began running my hands up and down his chest as I watched Nick sucking his brother dick. I watched as Matt's legs relaxed and then tensed. I began to pinch his nipples. Then Matt pulled my butt toward him and he buried his face in my butt crack. I could feel the wetness of his tongue on my butt crack and the cum that was on his face on my butt cheeks.

Then with a deep grunt, much like Nick's, Matt's body tensed as he began to cum. I heard Nick moaning as his brother's cum entered his mouth.

Minutes later, I was lying on Nick in a state of total relaxation. Nick was playing with my hair. Matt was lying beside us. Nick said, "Damn, I
came hard."

Matt said, "You think. The way your cum shot into my mouth I though it was going to shoot out of my ass."

We all laughed.

It was about two hours later when we were back in the bedroom, this time I was in the middle. Having Nick fucking me and Matt sucking me was so intense that I could hardly concentrate on sucking Matt. I would try sucking him, but soon I was just laying there, breathing hard, moaning and enjoying the sensations running through my body. When I got close, I announced it like I had never cum before. I have to say that I came so hard I felt exhausted afterwards. I sucked Matt, while Nick watched.

That afternoon we all napped. LOL.

That night we decided touch and play with each other and masturbate each other. Nick and Matt jerked me off, Nick and I jerked off Matt, and Matt and I jerked off Nick.

The next morning I remember that Matt asked if he could watch Nick and me. We had coffee and then I turned to Nick and began kissing him. I climbed on top of him, we continued to kiss. I moved down his body, Matt was sitting beside us, and then began sucking Nick. Then I was back to kissing Nick who then went down on me for a while. We 69ed for a while, but then I rolled onto my back and lifted my legs and smiled at Nick. He lubed up, ay on top of me and moved into me. Matt just sat beside us, slowly stroking his dick, as he watched us. I knew he was watching, but pretty much put him out of my mind and was into Nick. Nick took his time fucking me, which I enjoy. When he came he got into being his animal self. When he finally relaxed, he moved me on top of him and smiled at me. It was my turn. I fucked him, and fucked him hard; just he way he likes it. Matt finally came.

He talked at length about how "FUCKIN' HOT" it is to watch us.

I think the Cialis started wearing off. My dick was getting tired. We didn't have sex again until after dinner. We were naked all day. Touching each other, watching each other, we gave each other back rubs and talked and talked. It was great to see Nick laugh. Several times I thought it
was good that his brother was here; his family. Yeah, it's an odd way to spend four days with your brother, but it didn't seem to be a bad way.

The next morning I told Nick to let Matt fuck him. Matt was leaving that day. Matt smiled and said "Great." They fucked. I think we all knew it was for the last time. I think even if Matt decides he wants to again, Nick will probably say no. Nick told Matt that he'd really like it if he'd
suck him. Matt nodded and went down on Nick. Both Nick and I watched as he sucked Nick off. Then, without me saying a word, he leaned over and started sucking me.

We drove Matt to the airport that afternoon. Nick and Matt hugged and kissed. I hugged and kissed Matt good-bye and watched as he left us.

When we returned to the car I asked Nick how it was for him. He said that he was done with it after the second day, but was okay with all of it. He said that he was glad we had an opportunity to try all the three way stuff. He said he was glad he let Matt fuck him. He said it was kind of intense knowing how much his brother wanted him and enjoyed him. He said he'd be fine if they never did anything again.

We did talk about having a third person in our bed. We both admitted that we wouldn't have done any of this with anyone other than Matt. And, we weren't sure why exactly. Why was it okay with Matt? Maybe because he was with us before we were a couple. Maybe it is because he is straight, or bisexual, and not into falling in love with guys. Maybe it is because he's
Nick's brother. Maybe it is all those things. But, we did agree that we wouldn't want to invite anyone else into our bed. And, then Nick said, "Except, of course, if you want to invite Bill to be with us for a weekend."

I guess I agreed with everything he said. We dropped the DVD's off at blockbusters and rented another movie. We went home, made popcorn, put on the DVD, got naked and drank beer, ate popcorn, watch the DVD, gave each other back rubs, played with each other's dick and then tried to decide what to do for dinner. That night we didn't have sex, but just feel asleep
pressed against each other.

I was excited thinking about Matt coming up and the sex we'd have. I had fun while he was here, but I must admit, I was glad it was over. I know I must be weird, but I like it better when it's just Nick and me.

Bill started emailing me about visiting with Nick and me at the beginning of October. He was going to be in the area. Nick and I spent a lot of time talking about that. But, I think I'll leave that for part fourteen.

I hope you enjoyed this. Someone suggested that this is turning into a
Blog. I must agree it is beginning to feel like that. I think I have one maybe two more parts left in me. I know Thanksgiving was interesting, and I am sure Christmas will be also. We have a ski trip planned with our gay friends; the two couples that are here at school. I am really looking
forward to that. They enjoy skiing and I love it. Nick is excited about the trip, but I think it's mostly because of who it is we are going with and that one of the guys is not a great skier.

So, until next time.

Oh yeah. I mentioned that Nick and I make up stories while we run or when we see someone on campus. Well, we've been writing this short (?) story which is all fiction, which we want to have done for Christmas to send in to Nifty. I can't spend a lot of time on it. It's not going to be as good a story as I want it to be. We are debating the ending, and thought we'd send in all three ends and you can let us know what you think of them and which you like best and which you think is most consistent with the story. I like one ending but I don't think it flows from the story. The ending I think fits the story neither Nick nor I really like. And the ending that Nick likes is too `Hollywood' for me. So we'll let you decide.

Now from Nick.

Hi, it's Nick. What an asshole; my ending is too Hollywood. Did I ever tell you guys that Jeff has cum breath and a loose sloppy butt hole.

I don't have much to add to this. I do want to say that as weird as it was to be having sex with my brother, it was really kind of kinky and I loved it. I don't know why but I did get off on him wanting me so much. Damn, I'm getting boned just typing this.

I'm glad we didn't do stuff when we were kids. I think I would have been too confused by it, and probably would have thought he was fucking me over rather than just fucking me. I think that makes sense. I was afraid of him, or I didn't trust him when we lived with my parents. So, I think if we had sex then it would have come within the `he's fucking me over' category, rather than we are playing.

I think Jeff was afraid that while for me it was a kink thing on my kink list or things to do, that I would be bothered by him having sex with another guy. He mentioned this earlier. I am not sure why it felt okay with me. I do think a lot of it had to do with Matt being into woman and him being my brother. I also think it was because it did feel like it was Jeff and I getting off on doing Matt. I mean if you are going to try sex with a third person, you have to have a third person. I know it's weird that that third would be my brother, but it did make it safer.

I think we've both agreed that having done a third we can forgo it in the future. Of course, then I said, what about four of us. He laughed. We did talked about what we did in Mykonos. That being, us having sex with each other but in a room with other guys. We both agreed that we'd do that again, but again, under certain conditions. Maybe on vacations, where it would be with guys we wouldn't run into again. Or, maybe with gay couples who are into being monogamous also.

Truthfully, if I had to chose between a three-way or having sex with Jeff and being with another couple having sex with each other, I'd chose the later. That was really hot.

I did tell Jeff that we were going to have to put a mirror on our ceiling so that I could watch him fucking me. Actually, I want a mirror on the ceiling, one on each wall around our bed so that I can get different views of his ass pumping that shlong up my butt. That was one of the hottest
parts of the three-way, watching Jeff fucking. Okay, okay, I love watching him do anything, especially if he is naked. Fuck, I'm getting boned again. Does this happen to you guys, too?