The Ballad of the Boys Part Six
In the morning I put on the small black speedo thong instead of underwear. Walking around my bedroom my bum feels naked and weird as it rubs against the inside of my school shorts and the strap of the thong feels like it is pushing my butt cheeks apart. My dick is trapped tight inside the small nylon pouch, which is getting tighter by the moment as my dick swells. It's been days since I've felt a dick sliding in between my buns and through my hole but the feeling of the strap of the thong pulled up tight against my pucker brings the memories back.
My mind starts working overtime. I fish round in one of the drawers on my desk, yep -- there they are. I grab a bag of marbles and select a steelie. Dropping my school shorts and reaching between my legs I tuck the marble between the strap of the thong and my hole. The coldness of the steelie makes my pucker contract and my dick stretches even tighter in its pouch. I rub the front a few times then pull my school shorts back up.
Riding with the marble there is even sexier. If I tilt myself just right on the seat it pushes in and out of my hole as I pedal. I'm running late by the time I get to Carl's place so we don't stop under the bridge today. Getting closer to school I can feel the cum starting to boil inside my balls as the marble gently oscillates on the edge of my sphincter. I reach down and rub my dick through my school shorts and that sends me over the edge and I flood the inside of the speedos with my cum. Fuck! It almost felt like my arsehole opened up and swallowed the steelie while I was cumming.
Between the feeling of the marble pulled up against my hole, the tight confines of the speedos and the delectable sights of cute boys around me at school my dick spends most of the day achingly hard. I hope Brian is up for some action after school otherwise Carl and I will have to find somewhere alone to have some fun.
Carl meets me outside my house and we ride round to Brians. I've kept the thong on and have a pair of nike soccer shorts on and a muscle T. The shorts feel silky smooth against my buttocks and I can feel the air swish around them as I walk. I've taken the marble out though. Carl has on a pair of addidas trackies with snap sides and I can see his red silk boxers through the slits on the sides.
Brian answers the door, "Great, come on in. Mum's gone out so we shouldn't get interrupted -- I mean, while we finish the game of snooker." He's standing there decked out in the white soccer shirt and black bike shorts that Carl had on the other day in Brian's Dads sport shop.
"You're right, they do look good together," says Carl standing back looking Brian up and down with a big smirk on his face. We head on through and start up where we left off. Brian helps Carl again with his shots and I get several good views of Brian's bum clad in the shiny black bike shorts as he bends down. The soccer shirt hangs slightly too low so I only get the occasional flash of his dick and balls as the bike shorts outline them.
The game goes on forever!
"Fuck this is getting boring! Why don't we play strip snooker?"
"What?" Carl and I look at Brian.
"We put all the balls on the table again and just mess them up, then you aim for any ball you like. Each persons takes one shot, if you sink a ball you get to keep your clothes on and for every shot you miss you have to take off a piece of clothing. Then it's the next person's turn."
We quickly scattered all the balls on the table and Brian went first, then Carl, then me. The first few rounds went well then Carl missed one and lost his Tshirt. Then Brian lost his soccer shirt. The sight of Brian standing there with his nice smooth and lightly muscled chest topping off his shiny black lycra clad thighs and package was too distracting for Carl and he missed his next shot. He was just beginning to stand up and curse when Brian moved up behind him and wrenched on the hem of his trackies causing the buttons to pop open and Brian pulled them away revealing his tented red silk boxers.
Beautiful -- the boy I love clad only in his red silk boxers tented obscenely by his dick, and the boy I used to lust after standing there only in black lycra bike shorts. And Brians dick is definitely beginning to swell and snake its way across his groin. I haven't lost any clothing yet.
Pride cometh before the fall, too cocky I miss an easy shot and loose my Tshirt. Brian and Carl make their shots and I'm left in a hopeless position with the cue ball right up against the cush and all the other balls down the other end of the table! I play my shot and watch the cue ball push some of the others round, Carl is straight in behind me yanking my soccer shorts down.
As they drop to the floor Brian whistles his approval and Carl gasps. I step out of my shorts and do a turn, showing off the thong. Brian moves back up to the table and sinks another ball, as does Carl, back to me. I'm bent over the table and Brian and Carl are behind me whispering and giggling, then I feel the handle of a cue pushing in between my buttocks and I lean back onto it a bit.
"Get a big black cue handle up ya!" Brian laughs.
I stand up and turn around and walk over to him. "I'd rather it was this thanks," as I reach over and cup his balls and push my hand up against his now hard dick.
Brian stands there open mouthed but Carl is already on his knees licking at my groin and then Brians. His dick is sticking out through the fly of his boxers and his hand is pumping it. I watch Carl's saliva trails moisten the lycra around Brian's rock hard dick making it glisten even more. Carl starts to stand and I sink to my knees and suck his dick into my mouth nestling my nose into the slit of his boxers and I inhale his aroma, he has obviously been horny all day from the smell emanating from within.
I slurp up and down on his dick a few times then turn to Brian and place my mouth over the head of his dick and suck it through the lycra bike shorts. I cup one cheek of Carls butt with one hand and with the other hand knead Brian's bum through his bike shorts. My fingers start exploring the cleft between both boy's cheeks. Brian is moaning louder and louder and pushing his butt down onto my fingers.
Carl is pumping away furiously and suddenly jets of cum spurt out and cover the front of Brian's bike shorts and my face. I lap it all up. Carl moves round behind Brian and starts thrusting his dick in and out between Brian's lycra clad buns. Brian groans and starts to flood his bike shorts, I clamp my mouth over his dickhead and suck the cum through them.
I stand up and Brian is down on his knees in a flash hungrily lapping at my dick still tightly encased in the little black speedo thong. Carl joins him and they both pull on the straps til the thong falls off me. Brian starts sucking hungrily on my dick and Carl licks around my balls. They swap and I can feel Brians fingers tentatively edging their way along my crack.
"Yes, please. Fuck me." I turn round and bend over the snooker table. Brian stands up and pulls the front of his bike shorts down. Carl slobbers on his dick and then guides it towards my quivering hole. Brian starts pushing and my sphincter initially resists and then as it opens Brian slams into me.
"Aaagghhhh!" I scream.
Brian pulls straight out, "I didn't mean to hurt you .. you said ..."
"Just push into me slowly this time so my bum gets used to it."
"You've been fucked before then?"
"God yes and now I want you to fuck me, I wanted you to fuck me last year."
Brian snuggled his dick back in between my cheeks and started slowly pushing it into me. Carl came round the front of me and hopped up onto the snooker table waving his dick in my face. I went to work on it as Brian started pumping in and out his pelvis bouncing off my butt with each stroke. I could feel the cum building in my balls with the pounding that my prostate was getting.
"Baby, suck my dick. I don't want to get my cum all over the carpet."
Carl jumped off the table and got on his hands and knees under me and started slurping on my dick just in time as I moaned and let off several streams of cum. My arsehole pulsed and grabbed at Brian's dick causing him to lose him load inside me. He pulled his dick out with a plop and Carl slipped round from under me and stood up and started pushing his dick in.
"Oh baby, fuck me!" I could feel his dick slipping about in Brian's cum.
Brian was standing to the side pulling on his dick, "What about fucking me?"
"Come round in front of me, I'll fuck you."
Brian pushed his bike shorts down his thighs and backed in towards me, another virgin ass to fuck! He was tight but slowly opened up. It felt great, Carl standing there with his dick planted firmly in my butt as I eased my dick into Brian, heaven on earth! I started rocking in and out pushing over Brian's prostate.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
"Feels great, doesn't it?!"
"Oh yeh!"
Carl was slamming into me by this time pushing me harder and deeper into Brian. With them both having cum twice we fucked away for ages before I emptied my load into Brian.
"Stop babe, my bum cant take any more." Carl pulled out of me.
"Fuck me Carl, I want to feel you cum in me." I pulled out of Brian and Carl moved up behind him. I sat on the couch exhausted and sore and watched as my boyfriend - dick poking out of the fly of his red boxers -- pummelled Brian's ass. The silky boxers and the lycra bike shorts (still up around Brian's thighs) shimmied and shined and I could just imagine the little sparks of static electricity passing between them. I slowly pulled on my still tumescent dick and tucked a hand under my balls.
Carl screamed and slammed into Brian's ass one more time as he came then he dropped down on the couch beside me and we kissed. Brian carried on jerking his dick and his cum flew out all over us and we started licking it up off each others face and bodies.
"Lets go through to the showers by the pool and clean up."
We all soaped each other up and Carl and I started smooching as the jets of warm water coursed over us.
"You two are boyfriends aren't you?"
"Shit! Don't tell anyone!" God we were stupid, sex was one thing but we'd made it too obvious for him!
"I wish I had one, why didn't we try this last year?" Brian said looking at me.
I shrugged my shoulders, "We'll help you find a boyfriend." And I pulled him in towards us and kissed both of them.