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A great deal of these events have happened in real life, but the names of the characters and locations have been changed. I'll let you guys figure out which parts are true, and which are fiction. :P
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Thanks Nifty for providing us all with a resource for being able to spill our nut! Please donate to Nifty if you can! They're doing this for all of us! ------------------------------------------ This story is a spin-off of Back To The Stuy (in Adult Friends), and takes place when the main character, Ish, is learning how to be a proud slut.
Ish has graduated from high school, and turned 18. This chapter takes place during the summer before he goes to college. ------------------------------------------ Before The Stuy Chapter 8
When I'd finally made it back home from my summer in Brooklyn, my parents were at the house to greet me as I unloaded my bags from the truck. It felt good to see them in person after only being able to Facetime with unfortunate time zone differences. They told me all about their adventures in Europe as we sat on the couch. Their trip took them from Cannes to Paris in France, then to Amsterdam followed by Berlin, until they finally saw their relatives in Milan and Palermo. Apparently the old folks had a great time drinking, running the streets, fucking each other and others, but they really missed being home.
Around dinner time we heard the front door open, followed by Sean and Cory rushing in to give all of us hugs. As we ate dinner I told them about how good my summer was. Leaving out the sexual exploration, I rehashed the trips to different museums and told them about Tony's mum still being a chatterbox with no filter; I also told them that Kal and I became official pretty soon after I'd settled into the apartment. My parents seemed very pleased with all that I'd told them, and my Dad made a point to say that the tenants mentioned how well mannered I was.
Sean spent most of his summer tutoring to make money, while still partying at the frat house. Cory worked at a local ice cream shop when his band wasn't practicing; he also gave all of us tickets for the annual Battle of the Bands that he was performing in before his band left for their first tour.
It seemed like the family was really happy and doing well.
The annual North Jersey Battle of the Bands was exactly what you'd expect it to be. Twenty bands competed to see who received the loudest applause while also being rated by a panel of judges. Parents, friends, and fans from all over drove to a converted warehouse in Clifton to support their favorite band. The competition started at noon, and ended around 8pm; Kal, Sean, and I arrived close to 4pm because we knew that Cory's band didn't go on stage until 5pm. We saw my parents and Cory's mom drinking beers while wearing earplugs - both to drown out the noise. After we hugged them, they gave us $50 to go get some refreshments while the other bands still played.
Of course Sean used his fake ID to get us 3 beers and some candy while Kal and I secured a spot in a corner. The crowd was facing the stage, and the hired security guards were too busy checking for drug use to pay attention to the three of us with our drinks. I was so happy to see Kal after being away from each other for a week that I was very handsy with him. Using any excuse to touch him with my free hand or kiss his neck and lips.
"Calm down, it was only a week," Sean glared at us.
"A whole week, and no dick!" I whined.
"You bottoming again?" Sean looked to me, then to Kal.
"Oh yeah! He's been bottoming a lot!" Kal chimed with a smile as he rubbed my ass.
"You better not be hurting him!" Sean looked at him, being the same big brother that he always was.
"I like it when he hurts me," I bit my lip before giving Kal a sloppy kiss.
I then had a very bold idea, and started looking around to make sure that no one was paying attention to us before handing my half cup of beer to Sean. Kal looked confused as I unzipped the fly of his skinny jeans and fished for his hard cock. I saw Sean's eyes widen as he saw my boyfriend's big dick for the first time. As soon as it was in my hand, I spit a great deal of saliva (and probably some beer) onto his dick before turning around and pulling my cutoffs just below my ass cheeks. Once he got the idea, he used his free hand to line up his cock before I slowly pushed back onto it. I kept my head facing the stage while continuing to look around. When I felt his pants against my ass cheeks, I grabbed my beer from the dumbfounded Sean and drank a sip. If anyone looked over, they'd just see two friends attempting to jam to the poorly played punk cover while a third looked as though he had no idea what was going on. To be fair, Sean rarely did.
"You serious right now?" Sean leaned into my ear.
"Relax big brother," I patted his shoulder. "It's not the first time you've seen this."
"It's not even the first time here! Today!" He responded. "But Dad and the Moms are here too!"
"Just let me know if you see them coming," I winked to him as I started fucking myself onto Kal's dick as he stood still.
Sean alternated between watching the crowd and the watching me getting fucked. I know that he couldn't hear my whimpers, and was glad that the music was too loud for anyone to hear Kal's moans. Once my boyfriend finished the rest of his beer, he gripped both of my hips and started slamming into me. The risk of getting caught and the feeling of him hitting my spot drove me crazy, we were so into it that we didn't pay attention to Sean's warning about a security guard walking in our direction. When I finally looked up after downing the rest of my beer, I saw a tall muscled 6'2 bald white guy wearing a black t-shirt and headset standing in front of me. Kal slowed down his pace, but didn't stop. Sean looked like he was about to shit himself. The guard winked at me then moved to stand on the side of me while facing the crowd. I'd occasionally feel his hand on my ass as Kal picked up his pace again. The fuck didn't last long as Kal started to cum pretty quickly after the security guard rubbed my cheeks.
I started to pull up my shorts when I noticed the unnamed man and Kal switched spots. I felt two rough fingers twisting in my wet hole before they were replaced by an average sized cock that rammed into me. The security guard wanted to wreck me with my boyfriend and best friend standing guard. I felt him hitting my prostate over and over, causing me to moan for no one to hear. Fuck, this man knew how to use an ass! Once he felt me shooting cum into the crotch of my cutoffs, he held onto my hips tighter and used me like a rag doll to get his nut. He came hard! It felt like he was depositing weeks worth of nut into my begging hole. When he finally pulled out, I quickly dropped to my knees to clean off the 6.5 inch cut dick, then stood to adjust myself. After the security guard straightened his clothes, he handed us each a 21+ wristband and told us to "have fun" before disappearing into the crowd.
"Ya know, I truly love having you around," Sean smiled at me as we waited in line for another round of beer before finding our parents again.
None of the parents commented about us having beer, or the wet spot that was barely covered by the shirt around my waist, as Cory's band took the stage. I was glad to see how happy he looked while playing the drums, and impressed with how much the band had improved since the last time I saw them perform. Our blended family was as loud as we could be for the twenty minutes the boys were on stage. Even though they didn't win the first place record deal, they did win the second place $500 and were approached by a couple of radio DJs and several flirty girls.
That night, for the last time in a good while, Cory and I shared my bed once more. We talked about the show, him going on tour, and what we thought the next year would look like. We made it very clear that no matter what happened, we would always be brothers. We made sure to say that we loved each other before we fell asleep cuddling, him being the little spoon.
TO BE CONTINUED ------------------------------------------
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