This story is entirely fiction. The events, the names, are all out of my over-active imagination. But I certainly want to say that Nifty is NOT imagination. It is real, and we all appreciate it. Please step up if you can to support its continued existence.
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From lesson two:
"You have a red fucking lipstick kiss tat on your ass!" "Yeah, around your age I got tired of being teased. So that was -- well, you get the idea." Then I crawl in beside him. He kisses me. I close my eyes.
And then we sleep.
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I see it's a little after 3 a.m. on the bedside alarm clock, and I have to take a leak, but I hate disturbing Justin, who is cuddled up to me almost like a little kid might. I finally deal with reality, and try to slip out of bed. He groggily says something I don't quite get, but I respond that I'm just taking a leak.
"Oh, okay."
As I try to gently slide back into bed after taking care of business, Justin reaches for me and pulls me close. It's almost like he wants a hug. So I do. And we both fall back asleep in each other's arms.
Then suddenly it's around 7 and the dogs are definitely letting me know that "it's breakfast time." I get up, and, still naked, go down to the kitchen to dish out their food and make sure they have fresh water. Justin follows soon after, also still naked. I give him a kind of "bro hug" and he twists into it so we're face-to-face, dick-to-dick. We make out a bit, and I pull back and offer "Western omelet for breakfast?"
And then, the first time, we share a meal. We finish eating and as we're cleaning up, still both naked, Justin asks, "can I practice on you?" I know what he means, but even though it still feels a bit strange, I say, "okay, but lesson three is called 69."
"69????"
"Yeah, two guys blowing each other at the same time. Just think what it would look like if you were on the ceiling."
We go to the living room, pull some cushions down on the floor and it turns out he doesn't need any coaching at all. Neither do I.
First time in a while since I had a mouth on my dick, but I was more interested in Justin's. In this position, I could not only have his dick, but had a close-up of his balls and -- oh, yeah!! -- that hole! I knew he had the same view of my stuff, and was doing his best -- which wasn't bad at all, really. He was following my lead in most ways -- licking, sucking, pulling back, making sure the head got extra care....
Neither one of us had cum, but I looked up when the dogs started barking, and there was Chris on the back porch, spying on us through the back window. He knew about the back gate, and let himself in. I glare at him.
"My two favorite cocksuckers going at it!"
I glare again. Then Justin leans up and sees Chris. First word out of his mouth is "Asshole!!!"
"Yeah, I was looking at yours. I'm off work today, and I was hoping Dave would suck me off, because he always told me that when I needed one, I could just ---."
Justin speaks up. "Just let us alone, man!"
Chris lets himself in through the screen curtain in the back door, saying "not 'til you show me what you've learned, man."
Justin kind of humphs, and leans back. I'm thinking he's between being pissed off and wanting that Black dick again.
I say, "Chris, if you guys are gonna do shit in my house, you're gonna be naked too. Otherwise, get out."
"What if I don't? What if I tell?"
"First of all, everybody already knows about ME, and what I do with you or Justin is totally legal. So go ahead and tell, asshole. It would just tell everybody a lot about YOU."
He looks at me with huge eyes. "Yeah, just think about what people would think when you tell them you were horny, and you were on my back porch uninvited, hoping for a blowjob and then you were peeping through the window and ---."
Justin asserts himself: "Yeah, Chris. Think I didn't notice that you hang around with all those cute boys? I never see you with a girl."
"I'm not gay. I never take anything up my ass, man."
Justin is now just laying back, still naked -- and hard. "Okay. So you don't get fucked. I didn't hear you deny blowing those guys."
Chris just kind of hangs his head.
"So Chris, if you're gonna be here with two naked guys, you either get the out, or you join the party."
His "overconfidence" fades into a slight smile. He tries a distraction. "I never saw that tat on your ass before, Dave."
I respond, "All you ever wanted was to use my mouth, man, so you not only never saw my dick OR my ass, I never saw YOUR ass before either, Chris. Sometimes not even your balls when you just unzipped pulled it out and wanted a quickie. So ---?"
"You wanted it, too."
"Right. I did. Now you came spying and calling us names. So like I said, two choices. Get out or get naked. And that tat says what I don't have to."
Long pause.
"But if you decide to leave, don't bother ever coming back. I can definitely live without your dick."
He starts to undress. Stops. "I don't get fucked."
Justin suddenly perks up and sarcastic. "Oh, gosh, that's all we wanted to do, right Dave? All we ever think about is getting our dicks up his ass."
"Oh, yeah. All we think about is our dicks in your ass. Both of them at the same time."
Chris looks like he's not sure about that sarcasm. And I'm amazed that Justin was sarcastic with a guy he admitted he wanted again.
Justin again: "You ever think that maybe you aren't the only fucking person on earth and everybody else is just supposed to kneel down and suck you?"
I'm thinking, OMG, I was right. This kid really DOES have balls.
Then Chris has his face in his hands. He's half naked. No shirt, shorts -- well, he's sitting on them, but they're partway down, and the crack of his ass is showing, but he's obviously lost his erection.
I touch his shoulder. He looks up kind of hopefully. "You're okay here, Chris. But you absolutely deserved all the shit we just gave you."
"I know. But I don't know why I treat people like they owe me something. I mean, if I think a guy is gay, then I automatically figure he wants my dick, and if he does, that's great. But actually, I really AM an asshole for just assuming...."
Justin jumps in. "It's so great to hear you say that you might just stop feeling like that. So get naked and join in."
Chris looks at him a little annoyed, but stands up and finishes undressing. Now we have three naked guys.
"Dave, he said he wanted to know what I've learned, so show him how his tits are connected to his dick." I move closer. Chris doesn't move when I put my arms around his upper body and start licking and nibbling.
Justin again: "It's not just our tits, either. Ears and necks and assholes and well, you already know about your balls. You said Dave would teach me about blowjobs. Well, shit. In one day, he showed me a LOT more -- except fucking."
Then to me: "Show him, Dave."
"You really want to eat his fucking ass, man?"
I sort of ignore him. Then I get the Swiss Navy out. "Roll up again." Justin reaches up and pulls my face to his. He kisses me.
I spread some lube on Justin's hole and start that circular motion before sliding it in. He moans. I contort a bit, so I can finger him and suck him at the same time. Justin's hands are on my head. Then I feel another set of hands on my hips. Chris' dick is at my ass.
"No, Chris. If anybody's gonna get that this morning, it's gonna be Justin."
Then Justin jerks back. "Dave, did you just say you want me to fuck you?"
"Not exactly, but if I'm gonna get fucked this morning, I want it to be you."
Then Chris says to me, "ever had a Black dick up your ass?"
"My first real boyfriend was my Black roommate in college. We did pretty much everything together -- not just sex. Sometimes he even told me other guys wondered how he could have white guy as his best friend. He wasn't the first guy to fuck me, but he was the first guy to make me feel like it was 'making love'. But then his parents kind of figured it out, and told him he either dumped me or they'd dump him. He even quoted them to me: 'We don't want a fag in our family'."
They both look at me. Chris actually relaxes and makes the first move. He puts a hand on my shoulder. "My people are like that, too."
Then he continued: "I love looking down on a guy sucking my dick. And yeah, 'looking down on that guy' has two meanings, and I mean them both -- or at least that's the way I've been."
Justin again: "So it seems like you're rethinking that now?"
"Sort of. You guys are just so comfortable being ---"
And Justin and I both simultaneously chime in: "Who we are."
It seems nobody's even paying attention to the fact that we're all stark naked, and nothing sexual is happening. Chris is lost in thought. Finally, I say, "seems like you don't mind the idea of just being you."
"But I'm an asshole. I always wanted to build me up by putting you down and still get my dick sucked."
Justin and I interrupt each other, but eventually, it gets out as a kind of mishmash of "yeah, but--" and "no, not really--" and "everybody has to--" and then Justin: "When you decide to just relax and be you, then you learn. Then you stop giving a shit about what other people think."
I look at Justin. OMG! I'm thinking back to when I got the guts to do exactly that, and I got that "kiss my ass" tattoo, and people around me, people I didn't even know they cared, kind of all said "oh, man, you 'blossomed'." And oh, man, did Justin just blossom!!
Chris is kind of trembling, and again, I put my hand on his shoulder. And again, I tell him he's welcome here. He sighs and then slumps.
Justin says, "Okay man. I want to do it again, but I want you looking down on me only in ONE way!!!"
Chris jerks his head up and grin and kind of gets into the spirit. "But I LOVE watching your head bobbing up and down."
I intrude. "I'll be the third guy here. Your balls and ass will feel lonely. Or should I take care of Justin's first?"
"Shit, I don't know. First time I've ever done this." Justin and I both say, "same here." And I'm thinking a couple of things. Been a long while since I've eaten a Black guy's ass. Does Justin REALLY want to fuck me? Do I even WANT to get fucked - especially with Chris here? And WTF? Justin just managed to get Chris to relax.
Chris is hard again and is leaning back. Justin moves over him. He clearly wants that dick. So do I, but now that Justin's ass is right there in front of me, and I know what I want now -- despite the Swiss Navy.
Chris is watching me as I once again eat Justin's beautiful ass. I am also watching Chris' face as he gets that boy's mouth. "That looks pretty disgusting, Dave." Justin lifts his head. "Don't knock it 'til you've tried it, man."
After I finger fuck Justin a bit, and he's moaning more and more, I whisper to him, "you want Chris, don't you?" He lifts up a little, and nods. "Is it okay if I say it, or do you want to?"
Justin backs off from Chris' dick and then holds it. "I want you to be my first. I want this up my ass. I thought about it before, but seeing you naked, seeing your whole handsome body, I ---."
I've never seen Chris nervous before, and then he says "I never fucked anybody, not even a girl."
I grin at him. "So no wonder you wanted almost daily blowjobs!!! So it seems you need a couple of lessons, too, Chris." He smiles, almost shyly, like he didn't want to 'confess' to uncertainty.
"Chris, main thing. Our assholes are pretty tight, and you shouldn't be just shoving it in. It can hurt a lot that way, and both guys should feel good and get off."
"So what do I do?"
"Well, making out is usually the first thing, and making you both want the same thing, but you saw Justin and me, and he already said he definitely wants you in him. He's also kind of loosened up."
Then Justin interrupts the "lesson" and says "No more talk. I know how a couple of fingers feel, but I just want you in me NOW, Chris, because I think it's gonna feel a million times better."
I tell Chris he needs to lube up and lay on his back. "Justin, you straddle him and let him line it up with your hole. Then you slide down on it as slow or fast as you want."
"So he's like fucking himself with my dick???"
"Yeah, virgin hole gets control!" (And I think, did I just make up that rhyme?) "Once your head pops in, it's easier on him, and after you're all the way in, then you guys will both know what to do."
They're in position now, and I start to leave. Justin braces himself and sees me get up to leave. "Dave, no! Stay with us!"
And I'm not sure what to watch -- their faces or Chris' beautiful dick gradually sinking into Justin's beautiful ass. But as always, once it's all the way in, there's this mutual "OH, YEAH!" and then Mother Nature takes over. I slip out. The dogs are feeling neglected and need some loving and so does my dick.
For maybe 10 minutes at most, all I hear from the living room are moans, and "oh, yeah" and "harder" and things like we've all said. And then some coherent sentences, like "Shit, I came in buckets all over your chest." "You hit my face too, man!"
I re-enter the living room. "I'll lick his cum off your chest -- and your face, too, if you let me." I start.
Justin says, "He was perfect, man. I'm leaking, so I need to get to a toilet while you clean Chris up."
"Nah, I love his cum. And your ass. I'll take care of that problem too."
Chris actually lets me kiss him while I clean off his face, so he definitely tasted Justin's cum, and then he says, "Justin shot without even touching it, man."
Justin is just waiting for me to get around to his ass again. "Yeah, I told you our asses are pretty sexy. You fucking in and out was better than jacking off, better than any blowjob." Then he looks at me, and says "sorry Dave, but I found out I liked his dick better than your fingers. But you definitely give the best head, and well, next time we sleep together, maybe I can feel you in me."
I'm getting two of my half dozen favorite things -- Justin's hole, and Chris' cum! And now he's basically saying there's gonna be a next time, and he's asking me to fuck him.
"I'll tell both of you, you shot so much it was like you didn't cum for two weeks or something. I don't think I'll even need lunch now."
Then Chris laughs. "You said about 'Mother Nature'. Don't you think it should be 'Brother Nature' for guys like us?"
I laughed and so did Justin, but I'm thinking, Chris just said "guys like us."
Justin says something like "hey Dave, you didn't get off. It's three of us now. So???"
"Yeah, I got off while you guys were kind of 'occupied'."
Chris joins in. "If it's gonna be three of us, we're not gonna leave you out."
I look at Chris wide-eyed. "So you're okay with this? I know you and Justin both wanted you in him. But do you really want to, like, 'experiment' about other things you never tried?"
"You told me to go slow with fucking Justin, so I turn it back on you. Go slow with me. I don't think I want a dick up my ass, but yeah, we can experiment some, like maybe a finger. It's very cool to be able to just relax." And now Justin again: "You like relaxing with guys who don't 'look down on you' for being you, right?"
Chris bows his head. "I'm sorry I ever looked down on you guys. I was just -- well, now I might as well tell you the truth, Justin. You saw me with all those cute guys and never girls. I actually did blow a couple of them. They saw that I stared at their asses, and they were like me -- if you want this, then kneel down. It was weird and I hated myself because, well, I figured that made me gay and I didn't want to be gay, but I liked it too."
Me: "Yeah, you used my cell phone once and the guy called back thinking it was you and he said he's hard and wondering when you'd show up. I just told him this was my number and you used it, but you were leaving any minute now anyway. He just hung up on me."
"Shit, I didn't know that. So you knew."
"Yeah, well, I figured. It could've been just jerking each other off. Guys do that. But you sure didn't seem like you wanted me to know, so I just let it go."
"Best thing Dave taught me was just BE. It's like it just suddenly hit me! No labels. He just happy to be who he is and wow, I can too. We accept who we are, and accept the fact that we can be better. The only reason we ever even fucked today is that Dave taught me that I'm okay wanting that -- and maybe some other stuff, too."
"Next you want to fuck me, right?"
"Nah. I want to suck your dick while Dave eats your beautiful Black ass."
"Like I said, it sound pretty disgusting."
"Only if you're not clean. Why the fuck do you think I shot like I did when you were fucking me? Our asses are like pure sex!"
And then, as if I'm not even there, Chris says "but he likes his face in there?"
"Yeah. It's amazing. I want to try it with you, too. Maybe we can both eat your ass next time."
"Next time?"
"Hell yeah, man. There's LOTS the three of us can do now. You didn't just let us see you naked. You let us see you start to, well, be naked in a different way."
Me: "And I'll just add my two cents. We like both."
And now Chris is crying a bit. "Shit. I never felt like this before. Like I can just let it all out -- and I really don't mean just my dick. I mean, who the fuck else just actually LIKES Chris the asshole?
"We do."
And I add, "you just showed us you aren't an asshole, but we'll probably like the asshole that's right behind your balls inside those toasted buns!"
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Chapter 4 cumming soon.