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BLACK AND WHITE

Chapter 14--The Raid at Dawn

Dave and I slipped into bed exhausted. Sex with Randy and Chuck was a marathon affair. They'd made it abundantly clear that if we were ready for more fucking later, they were available. Dave seemed to be willing to entertain their suggestion. After all, he hadn't had a chance to get at that big dick of Randy's yet; and, he pointed out, I didn't have an opportunity to lick the beautiful hair pattern on Chuck's chest or fuck his muscular, fuzzy tail. Dave was throwing my own words back at me.

"I know you think I'm being heartless by not jumping up now and racing into their bedroom to fuck with them again. But, I'm really tired," I moaned. "Give me a little rest. Then, we'll discuss it. Okay?" I pleaded.

"And I get to work on Randy?" Dave impishly asked.

"Yep. He's all yours."

"Good! Now, when can we go?"

"Shit, Dave!" I protested. "Give it a rest! My ass is still smarting from getting fucked by that steel pipe. I couldn't possibly get it up again so soon."

"I'll bet I could," he teased me as his hand ran over my nipples and down over my stomach. "Want me to show you?"

"No! Stop! DAVE??!!!!" I laughed as he started to work on my cock.

"Okay. I'll stop. But, I wanna fuck with them again, TONIGHT!" Dave insisted.

"I see I'll get no rest until I agree," I sighed.

"Bingo!"

"Oh, alright. Give me a few hours sleep and then we'll slip into their bedroom. Say, about dawn?" I proposed.

"Glad you finally see it my way," he grinned as he kissed me. "Thanks. You won't be sorry. Chuck is incredible!"

"Fine. Now, let me sleep, please," I yawned.

If Dave made a response I didn't hear it or wouldn't have remembered it. I was fast asleep in seconds.

What seemed like only moments later, I was being gently caressed. A warm hand was on my shoulder and Dave was whispering my name. His hot kisses on my earlobe brought me fully awake.

"Mike? Are you awake, yet?" he whispered.

"I am now," I answered testily. "I thought I was going to get some sleep." I looked out the window and saw that dawn was breaking. "Shit! I didn't know it was morning already. A bargain is a bargain," I sighed.

Dave slipped out of bed and waited for me at the door. I slowly twisted my frame and then stretched. I had slept like a stone. I wasn't completely refreshed, but I sure felt better. Looking over at the door as I rose from the bed, I saw Dave's impatience. His cock was rock hard.

"Just a minute, Sugar," I pleaded. "This old bag of bones needs a splash of water in the face first. Did you stay awake all night just so we could fuck with them when daylight came?"

"No. I just slept fitfully because I was so excited about making it with Randy," he said defensively.

"Just wondered. No accusations. Be with you in a minute." I slowly moved into the bathroom and turned on the cold water. I didn't dare look in the mirror. I might have broken it! After splashing some of the cooling fluid onto my face, I did feel better. And I'd better be a little more civil to Dave.

"Sorry I'm such a bitch, Sugar. This is awfully early for me. But, I know I won't regret it. Lead on, MacDuff!" I instructed.

Dave opened the bedroom door and tiptoed down the hallway toward their room. Their bedroom door was open. Dave went through first with me right behind him. Randy and Chuck were sprawled out on the sheets asleep. Apparently, they had been too warm during the night and had kicked off their blanket and top sheet. Randy was on his stomach and Chuck was on his side.

I indicated with hand motions that I was going to go to Chuck's side of the bed and gently awaken him for some sex. What I had in mind was sliding in beside him and sucking on his dick until he was awake. Then lick his chest hair until we 69'ed. Then, I'd fuck his tight butt.

Dave whispered, "I'm going to eat that beautiful ass of Randy's as he sleeps."

The idea sounded so good to me that I decided I'd have to try that with Chuck, too. As if he'd been reading my mind, Chuck at that moment rolled onto his stomach and spread his legs.

I winked at Dave and he smiled knowingly back at me. Looked like both of us were going to be eating ass this morning for breakfast. I moved straight ahead to the edge of the bed. Dave stood beside me. Quietly and with minimal motion, I crept on to the mattress on my knees, stopping at Chuck's knees.

Dave was copying every move without looking at me. He was transfixed by the ebony, bubble butt in front of him. I looked at what Dave was staring at and wished again that I were in his position to eat Randy's ass. But, I had a new challenge before me--Chuck's muscular, beefy ass and the hairy asshole in the center of his ass crack.

As if on cue, we both leaned forward and placed our mouth's over their assholes. My tongue immediately darted in. Chuck was instantly awake and clamped his ass cheeks shut. He raised up and looked around quickly to see what was happening. I moved my hands up to his ass globes and stroked them. Chuck relaxed and returned to his earlier position with a sigh.

Dave hadn't been as successful with Randy. Randy had been startled by the sudden invasion of his ass and had turned over quickly to avoid it. When he realized what was happening, he chuckled and resumed his old position. Reaching behind himself, he pulled his ass melons apart and whispered, "Go for it!"

Chuck's ass crack was hairy, just as I had imagined it to be and Dave had confirmed. It was slippery and smelled of a mixture of lube and sweat. Evidently, the sheet was off not because it had been too warm in their room, but because Chuck had been fucked by Randy after they had gone to bed. Chuck had attempted to clean the lube off his asshole, but had not been entirely successful.

Randy was as insatiable as Dave. It appeared that Chuck may have found out the same thing that I had. Our lovers didn't have "off" switches. But, we weren't complaining. Certainly, I wasn't; and Chuck had stayed with Randy for over 14 years.

Chuck was moaning more audibly as I resumed rimming his asshole. I wondered if I would be rewarded with Randy's cum if I probed a little deeper into Chuck's asshole. Pulling his wide ass globes a little farther apart, I decided to drill him as deeply as I could and search for Randy's cum.

I was almost instantly rewarded. I couldn't tell if it were cum I was licking up or liquified lube that had the essence of Randy's tasty fuck juice. But, I didn't care. It was good and I was getting more as I drilled deeper.

"You like that, don't ya?" Chuck whispered. "Want more?"

I pulled my face away from his fragrant asshole and the taste of Randy's cum and whispered back, "Yeah! You got any more of Randy's cum in there?"

"I was hoping you guys would come in for more sex. I was saving it just in case one of you wanted to eat my ass for me," he confided. "Roll on to your back. You can eat me out better if I sit on your face."

Dutifully, I did as ordered. I wondered briefly why I was allowing myself to be used as a dumping ground for Randy's cum which had been ass-fermenting in Chuck for the last several hours. But, I didn't have long to reflect on that as Chuck had moved into position over my face and squatted.

My tongue made contact with his rosebud asshole. He squatted a little more and relaxed his hole. I raped his hole with my outstretched tongue, drilling into him farther as my mouth closed around his asshole.

"Yeah, man, eat me out! Get all those black babies I've saved for you," Chuck rasped. He quietly relaxed even more to get the process going and then just let Randy's cum drain out. Most of it had been absorbed by Chuck's insides or was still too far up Chuck's love tunnel. I did manage to scoop out a couple of tonguesful of Randy's juices, but it was less than a mouthful.

It had a different taste to it after being in Chuck, but I could tell that it was Randy's. He had a special flavor of his own that was pleasantly distinctive. It was also considerably runnier, like most cum is after it sits for a while.

As I was savoring Randy's spent cum, Chuck had changed from a squatting position to a 69. He was sucking my cock as I finished my rim job. I knew he wanted me to fuck his ass for him. He had made that clear enough earlier in the evening.

I laid back down again and seized Chuck's fat cock in one hand as it jerked in front of my eyes. Aiming it for the back of my throat, I sucked his throbber in. Chuck winced and pulled away.

"Fuck, Mike! You'll make me cum doing that," he gasped. "That rimming you gave me got me so hot, I almost shot my load. I want your cock in me when I do that." He rolled over to the night stand and pulled a condom from the drawer. As he was putting it on my cock, I looked over to see how Dave was progressing.

I needn't have worried. Dave was already balls deep in Randy's asshole. The rimming didn't seem to have lasted very long before Randy and Dave made their wishes known to each other. Dave wanted to fuck Randy's ass and Randy wanted it, too. They had assumed a doggie-style position.

"Gawd! I love big cocks!" Randy moaned. "Fuck me hard, Stud!" Dave was obliging him with deep, hard thrusts that started with a pull out to the head of his 11" cock and then a hard slam in all the way to the curly pubic hairs. His thick, monster bull dick was racing over Randy's prostate. Both had become sex machines and were hurrying toward their climaxes.

Chuck had expertly applied the condom and was now preparing to sit on my engorged penis. He pulled apart his ass cheeks a final time and swiftly impaled himself on me and started to bounce on it. I separated my legs to free my balls from certain catastrophe. They would've been smashed by his cannonball style.

He was being fucked in a way and rhythm that he liked. I was just along for the ride. His pistoning body was slamming hard into my pubic area. His hand was racing over his own cock getting ready for the imminent discharge.

I picked up his quickening pace and fucked back into him. Chuck's groans of passion were building. He would be flooding my hairy chest soon with his cum.

"OH! FUCK ME!! YESSSS!!" he screamed as he ground his ass into my pubic hair and fired his first shot of cum. It arched elegantly and fell below my left nipple. His second and third climax I felt in my own groin, but cum only dribbled from his abused cock. He'd fucked himself nearly dry with Dave and I and Randy. His cock almost instantly started to deflate.

"UNNGGGGHHHHH! AAHHHHHHH!!" escaped from Dave's lips. He was cumming, too. His partner was bucking back into him and making his climax more intense. Dave humped in and out of Randy's ass with only the first few inches. He was trying to get Randy to cum as he did, but it wasn't working. Randy was too fucked out to cum again, or he was saving it for something else.

Dave pulled away from Randy's grasping ass. "Stop! That tickles!" he laughed.

"I'll give you something that tickles!" Randy roared. He rolled a special condom onto the tip of his big cock and forced Dave face down onto the bed. "Open wide, Dave! You've wanted this since yesterday."

"What? I'm not ready! No! NO!!" Dave protested.

Randy had moved around and was directly over Dave. I could see that Dave wasn't struggling very hard, so I knew he really wanted to be taken by Randy's hard horse cock. But Randy also knew that Dave probably wasn't ready for his 13" invader yet, anyway. Dave had just shot his wad and his prostate would not appreciate an invader just yet. His solution was a simple one. Eat Dave's asshole until he was ready for a good fucking.

Randy leaned over Dave's hole and the rimming started. He was gentle at first and then more insistent. Dave didn't seem to move. Then he did move a little. Within a few more minutes, his ass was wiggling like a virgin in heat.

"Oh, yeah! Eat that ass. Ram that tongue into me!" Dave appealed.

Dave's pleas let Randy know he was getting results. He moved his hand down and tested Dave's perineum. It was rock hard. Dave's cock had gotten stiff again with all the rimming he was getting.

Randy knew now was the time to strike. He removed his tongue and replaced it with two fingers. They massaged the beleaguered prostate, getting Dave ready for the final assault.

With smoothness born of practice, Randy replaced his two fingers with his sheathed ass-stretcher. He was in past the cock head by at least three inches. Dave's anal sphincters finally realized they'd been invaded and constricted. Randy stopped his assault and moved in a seesaw manner a few inches of cock over Dave's joy button.

It seemed to work instantly as Randy impaled Dave with another three inches. Sweat was popping out on Randy's forehead. The sexual turn-on was becoming too much for him. Dave's face was showing signs of pain. They both wanted it, but neither was willing to give up the thrill of being part of this magnificent fuck.

Sensing that Dave was going to need Randy to get off very soon, I moved behind Randy and pulled his ass melons apart. Tonguing his asshole got the desired results. The only price I had to pay was a tongue with a little lube on it and the mixed smell of Dave and Randy toying with my nose.

Chuck had moved around to Dave's face and offered his prick. Dave gratefully engulfed it. It would be part of the inspiration to work his ass muscles, bringing Randy to a shattering climax.

The magic from both ends was working. Dave was relaxing more with a cock in his mouth, and Randy was being manipulated into a big climax with my tongue on his asshole. I felt Randy move forward again, probably fucking Dave even deeper than before. His now short strokes were also making it difficult for me to keep my tongue in his asshole.

I quickly replaced my tongue with two fingers and massaged Randy's prostate. That was the final move that pushed him over the edge of his climax precipice.

"OH! FUCK!!! FUCK!!!!!!" Randy cried out. Dave moaned around Chuck's cock and fucked back at Randy. He knew Randy was cumming and wanted to be able to say he'd gotten all of Randy's cock in his ass. Mission accomplished.

Randy pistoned his fat cock into Dave's ass and came. The climax sapped Randy of his muscle control. He collapsed onto Dave and writhed out his final waves of ecstacy. Dave continued to push back against the weapon buried so deeply in his rump. He had even reached behind both himself and his fucker and pulled Randy more deeply into him.

"Damn! Don't you ever give up!?" Randy finally asked.

"Eventually. But I wanted all of you in me. I couldn't let Mike be the only one in our household who could take you all the way!" Dave said as he looked over his shoulder and smiled at me.

I smiled back at him. "Fucker," I sneered at him as I smiled back. "You're so fucking competitive! I still don't understand why I love you so!"

The rutting animals finally uncoupled and Randy pulled off his condom. It wasn't filled nearly like it had been earlier that night, but I reached for it anyway.

"Thanks," I said as Randy released his grip on the used condom. "Now I can savor the real thing, instead of the fermented stuff that Chuck was serving up!" I upended the condom and drained it. Before I could swallow, Dave had moved up next to me.

"Please, Mike. I'd like to have some of that, too. I did work pretty hard for it, you know," Dave asked.

I smiled and parted my lips. He kissed me and slipped his tongue into my mouth scooping out a generous portion of Randy's cum. I swallow. Dave swallowed.

"You'll have to produce more next time," Dave said turning to Randy. "This was almost not enough to share."

"Let me rest up for a few days," sighed Randy. "And keep Chuck off my cock for the same days," he added as an aside. "Then, I'll promise more than both of you can drink!"

"NOT LIKELY!!" Dave and I said in unison.

Chuck and Randy laughed at us. They knew for sure that Randy was quite capable of producing a bumper crop of sperm for any man he had sex with. We had only experienced his production after less than a 24 hours rest from the football team. And that production had been like drinking another man's piss production. He could arguably produce a quantity that could overflow any ass, even considering how deeply Randy could shoot it.

With weariness overtaking all of us, Dave and I said our good nights again and returned to our bed.

"Fuck! That Randy is really hung!" Dave whispered as we slid between the sheets. "I've never experienced such fullness. Not only is it longer than I thought I could take, but it's so fat!"

"He's got the biggest one I've ever had," I agreed. "You looked like you were having trouble. I wasn't sure if I should try to intervene or not."

"It was almost painful during several of his thrusts into me, but I was determined to take it all," Dave revealed. "It's men like that which make me wonder about taking off the condoms and getting fucked hard. Then feeling all that cum sloshing around inside me. WOW!"

"We could change the agreement, but that would more importantly endanger your health," I warned him.

"I know. I know. I was just fantasizing. By the way, did I hear correctly," Dave asked. "Did Chuck say that he'd saved Randy's cum for you in his ass, and you ate him out and got some?"

"I tried to, anyway."

"How was it?"

"Different, but I could still tell whose cum it was, even after fermenting in Chuck's ass. Randy has a very distinctive taste to his cum. Don't you agree?"

"Yeah," he paused thinking. "I guess he does."

"Well, not to change the subject, but I was wondering what your impressions of them are now?" I asked.

"I don't do impressions!"

"Smart ass! You know what I mean," I said.

Dave paused. "I'm more impressed than I was before. I thought they were both hot men the first time I saw them. And the way they fuck and suck is wonderful! Almost as good as you, Babe. I'd like to see 'em more often than we seem to be seeing our other 'conquests'."

"I know they wouldn't object to us bedding down with them, again." I reminded him of their desire to spend more time with men of our age and experience. "I only asked because I thought the same thing that you did. Doing them often would be okay with me, too. Of course, getting fucked by Randy is not something I could do very often. I still like your technique better."

"And I prefer yours, too. Guess we're stuck with each other," Dave said as he snuggled in next to me and laid his head on my shoulder. "You're still the man I love."

"Same to you, fella!" I agreed. "Wanna fuck?"

"Gawd, NO!"

"Just kidding. I'm fucked out, too."

Before I could continue the conversation, Dave's breathing rate and lack of motion told me he was drifting off. Now that he was sated, he'd sleep for several hours. I could use the sleep, too, I told myself. Within a matter of minutes, I joined him.

Breakfast in Bed

Later that morning, Dave and I finally rolled out of bed. We'd slept soundly and were greatly relaxed. Dave had a morning piss hard-on and so did I. I thought about fucking his tight ass for him, but decided that my cock was still tender from all the action of last night, and Dave's ass would still be in no condition to take my cock after the fucking he got from Randy. My ass was no better, so having Dave fuck me was not an alternative either.

"Mornin', sleepy heads."

I turned toward the voice at the door and recognized Randy. He was naked. His cock swung menacingly in our direction and started to fill and lengthen. He wasn't looking at either one of us in the eye, but was staring at our hard-ons.

"Hi," Dave ventured staring at Randy's expanding cock. "And to your friend there, too."

"Anyone wanna fuck my ass for me?" he asked.

Dave said, "I don't think I could stand the friction on my cock this soon."

I was completely hypnotized by the rising black adder. The thickness alone was mind boggling, but the incredible length on such a giant man was still not something my mind could comprehend.

"Looks like maybe Mike's interested. Take a look at this," Randy said turning around and prying apart his ass cheeks with his big hands. "Wouldn't you like to play around in there for a while?"

"Ummmm!" was the only response I could think of. I was hot for his hole again. My dick was responding with more than just a full bladder. My balls were churning and telegraphing their needs to my overheated cock. Finally, I was able to form a sentence.

"Get your tight hole over here! I wanna fuck that beautiful ass again."

Lube and condoms were indicated in the night table next to our bed. Randy dutifully put one on my cock and got between us on all fours.

"I know you like this position. Go for it, big man!"

I moved around behind him and was going to shove it all the way in, when I decided he needed another ass rimming with my magic tongue. Not prepared for a tongue, Randy looked around quickly to see what was going on. He smiled.

"Hey, good lookin'!" he said to Dave. "How about a nice 69 to complement this?"

Without hesitation, Dave moved underneath him and engulfed Randy's bouncing prick. Randy did the same for Dave, going almost all the way down to the pubic hair in one motion.

My tongue work on Randy's ass was having the desired effect. His moans were only barely escaping around Dave's stiff cock. His hips were moving in a rhythm that pushed his cock as deeply as Dave could take it and still maintain contact with my face. Replacing my tongue with two fingers, I could tell Randy was ready for me. His prostate was hard as a button.

I raised up and put a pillow under my knees to give me more elevation for his high ass. His legs were much longer than mine. As I pushed the head against his sphincter, he relaxed and nearly sucked me in. My cockhead pushed quickly past the opening and moved swiftly three quarters of the way in. Lacking only a couple of inches of making complete penetration, I set up my fucking motion.

His urgent moans around Dave's cock were a signal to be quick about my fucking. He was going to shoot into Dave's throat at any second. I wanted to get all the way in before I started pounding his tight ass for my own climax. With deliberate strokes into his ass, I pushed harder at each inward stroke until I was in all the way. Then, I ground it into his asshole as I felt him clamp down on my impaler. Randy was going to cum.

My motion speeded up, rushing toward a climax. Although I was no where near the point of no return like Randy was, I knew how to get there quickly. I rammed my 9" in and pulled out almost all the way many times very quickly. Then, I changed my speed and depth of fucking to swift jabs at his prostate with only the first few inches of my jerking member.

I could now hear Dave's moans of ecstacy as he was nearing his climax. Randy was hitting his peak and had begun to flood Dave's throat. Dave quickly pulled back to allow only the head of Randy's cock in his mouth. He wanted to savor all of Randy's cum without it shooting down his throat before he could taste it.

Randy's first wave of cum struck him hard. He released Dave orally and shouted, "FUCK ME!! GOD, YES!!! Cream in my ASS!" As his second and third wave crashed over him, Randy went back down on Dave and worked to bring his partner to climax.

Dave was swallowing hard and fast to take all that Randy was offering. Randy's cock was swinging wildly back and forth from my hard fucking into his ass, but Dave had a good, tight lip-lock on Randy's weapon and wasn't about to release his first real chance to enjoy Randy orally.

Randy's muscular ass was clamping down even harder as his waves of climax began to ebb. It only served to make him tighter and for my balls to signal their boil over point. My cock jerked inside him as I changed again from fucking his prostate to slamming into Randy's ass completely. I held my position deeply up his hole and fired volley after volley of cream into him.

"Take it! TAKE IT!!! TAKE IT!!!!!!!!" I shouted.

Dave groaned deeply and loudly (almost gargling the hot cum contents of his mouth) and filled Randy's eager face. Randy's eyes closed as he savored Dave's ball juice. He moaned and moved back into me, hoping to get more cock up his well-fucked ass.

Without warning I felt something wet hitting my back and dripping off, then I was hit again. Quickly turning my head around, I saw Chuck flailing on his thick cock as he squirted his load on to my back. I'd wondered what had happened to him.

All four squirting cocks had finished their duties and were shrinking in their respective tight places. Chuck moved in behind me and begin licking his own cum off my back. Randy and Dave disengaged and finally saw that Chuck had joined us. They smiled at me as I pulled out of Randy's still clenching asshole.

"Fuck!! What a household!" I finally managed to say. "I haven't had this much sex since Dave first moved in with me. This is great! You guys do this all the time?"

"Nope," said Randy. "You're the first ones we've ever done this much sex with in one day."

"But we've done this much sex before," Chuck added. "Several of our 'team meetings' have turned into real orgies, and we fuck and get fucked by a lot of guys. Never so many times with the same guys though. You're a special turn-on for both of us. You get our dicks hard just thinking about getting it on with you."

"I, for one, am impressed," Dave said. "I didn't think anyone could cum as often as you guys, but I guess we can, too. And, Randy, thanks for showing me on a personal basis that you can still cum a lot after only six hours of sleep. It was delicious!!"

"Enough of all this idle chatter!" Chuck interrupted. "How does everyone feel about breakfast?"

"We've already had the whipped cream!" I pointed out. "How about we go out for the waffles and strawberries to go with it?"

"Great idea, except for the going out. We have all the ingredients here. I'll go whip it up now, so to speak," Chuck volunteered.

"We don't mean to put you out. . . ," Dave graciously said.

"Not to worry," Randy joined in. "Chuck loves to cook for friends. And both of you certainly qualify," he added as he squeezed both of our dicks playfully.

"OW!" we both cried trying to escape the tickling sensation that our sensitive dicks were signaling.

"Oh, by the way, Mike, I need that," he said pointing to the condom I was trying to ease off my cock.

I handed it to him with a questioning look. We were all such cum drinkers, I was sure he was going to upend it into his mouth and drink it down. But he surprised me. He took it into his hand with care and left the room.

"What the hell is he going to do with that?" I asked incredulously.

"A special ingredient for the waffles, if I know Chuck like I think I do," Randy answered.

Dave burst out laughing. "That's the first time I've ever heard of someone cooking with cum. That's a new one on me!"

"Me, too," I added.

"Nothing new around here. He's done it several times. It's only for special friends on special occasions. I'd say you've been officially welcomed to the family, Mike!" Randy beamed.

"Hey! What about me?" Dave protested.

"You were a shoo-in a long time ago. Both of you were. We just haven't cooked with your cum yet, Dave. We've been drinking it instead of capturing it in a condom. Your day will come. Not to worry," Randy concluded.

Chuck had come back and had joined us. "Yeah. You'll be contributing, too. I just retrieved the one that you filled when fucking Randy last night, Dave. I'll add it to Mike's. Showers, everyone?"

Without another word, we all left the bed and went into the big shower stall in the master bedroom. I thought Dave and I should go to the shower in our own bedroom, but decided that it'd be more fun to shower with our hosts again. We were the picture of decorum, almost like we were in a gym shower.

Almost. Chuck and Randy made sure our cocks and asses were thoroughly soaped and rinsed before we were allowed to leave. Randy even "tasted" them to be sure all traces of sex and soap were gone. He also made sure that he stripped our urethras of any lingering semen. I could feel that he got some from my flaccid prick and from the way he smacked his lips, (and my experience with Dave's after-cumming drizzler) he was also rewarded with leftover cum from Dave's hose.

Both of our cocks started to expand again with Randy's oral treatment. Chuck offered to sit on both of them to help them cool off, but Dave and I protested that even though our cocks wanted to fuck again, we were completely drained of energy.

"Get you both later, then," Chuck said with finality. No point arguing with him, I decided. He'd get his way eventually, I was sure of that. And, I also decided, Chuck was the perfect mate for Randy. He never seemed to tire of sex and loved to have a thick, long cock up his asshole. Randy was perfect for him. Neither one of them had "off" switches.

I was beginning to feel like the odd man out. I was the only one who seemed to have a switch that worked. Lord knows, Dave didn't. His cock was waving around looking for an ass to fill, in spite of his own protests to the contrary. My cock had deflated again after Randy's mouth had left it.

"You sure, Dave?" Chuck pressed. "Looks to me like 'junior' wants to play."

"In spite of what ol' 'junior' wants, I need breakfast," Dave announced. "Down, boy, DOWN!" he said to his prick. It continued dancing in front of his magnificent body. I sure was lucky to have this Adonis share my bed.

"Okay. Breakfast it is. One of these days, we should all make a 'contribution' toward breakfast, like Mike and Dave have. You could start now, Randy," Chuck continued.

"Uh-Uh," Randy groaned as he reached for a towel. "It's too sensitive to handle a good jerk off now. Some other time."

"How about this evening as salad dressing?"

"Again?" Randy laughed

"I was volunteering a good fuck to help you out, not a jerk off," Chuck corrected. "However, I see that I'm getting nowhere. But, I'm gonna hold you to your offer for salad dressing! Breakfast in fifteen minutes."

We all quickly dried, giving Chuck the space to do it quickly. He was the chef, after all. Dave and I retrieved our clothes again and joined our hosts in the kitchen. As we approached, we could smell breakfast cooking. It would be waffles and fruit. It was delicious.

After breakfast, we bid our goodbyes, but not before we had to promise our anxious hosts to call them again very soon. Both Randy and Chuck tried to get us to go to bed with them again before we left. Dave and I were too sated and full of breakfast to even consider their pleas seriously.

When we arrived home, we threw our clothes in the hamper and crawled into bed for a nap. It was just too much sex for both of us to handle well, without recharging our batteries with a little more sleep. I turned the phone recorder rings down to zero (even though I knew it really meant one ring) to catch any calls before the ringing could awaken us. With similar thoughts, I unplugged the phone in the bedroom and tumbled in next to Dave.

"Sweet dreams, Hunk," I said.

"No chance of any wet dreams today!" Dave smiled.

"No chance," I agreed.

We dozed off in seconds. I woke up again when I faintly heard the phone downstairs ring once. I looked at the clock. It was twelve o'clock. I couldn't sleep the whole Sunday away. I had to get up or I wouldn't sleep tonight. Dave stirred and moved over against me. His eyes opened.

"What time is it?" he asked sleepily.

"About noon."

"Oh. Better get something done today besides sex and sleep," he said as he sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

We rolled out of bed. The kinks in our muscles convinced us that the next thing to do was go to the gym and workout. It had been a couple of days anyway, and the conditioning and sauna would do us good. We drove over in Dave's car.

The workout was strenuous, but uneventful. I introduced Dave to another guy I'd worked out with before, but never knew if he were gay or not. He didn't appeal to me very much anyway. Dave was charming, but a little distant. The other guy didn't appeal to him either. We showered again and left the gym.

"What shall we do about those sexual athletes?" Dave asked on the way home. "I don't know how much of their non-stop sex I can take!"

"Getting a little old, are we?" I teased.

"Just not used to so much at one time," he replied defensively.

"Well, I'm not either. We've had sex almost every night this last week. Friday night was a lot of sex and last night was even more. Our batteries have run down. They'll recharge."

"So, next time we get together with them, I hope we can keep up. Maybe if we just made it one night, we could," Dave added hopefully.

"Don't try to keep up with them. You'll burn out. Go at your pace and say no when you don't want to fuck anymore. I'll back you up," I assured him.

"Yeah. Like you did this morning when Randy came into the room and waved that monster in your face and showed you his gorgeous ass, again. I noticed how much you were able to resist," he said sarcastically.

"That wasn't my fault," I protested. "You know what I think of gorgeous, black men with big dicks and hard, tight butts! They're almost impossible to resist. Especially, yours!"

"Sure," he said without conviction.

"And if I remember correctly, you were more than willing to go down on that 13" cock of his with the promise of several mouthsful of cum!"

"I didn't go down on him. I was on the bottom," he said mischievously.

"Fucker! You tease me unmercifully," I protested.

"And you deserve it, asshole," he smiled.

"I love you, Dave."

"I love you, too, Mike," he added as he reached over and squeezed my hand.

By that point, we had reached the house. Our gym bags had been emptied into the clothes hamper and we slid into bed.

Our lovemaking was unhurried. Dave worked his way around to get on top of me. I didn't protest at all. He slid down and ate my asshole for several minutes with me writhing beneath him. His thick cock entered me and slid all the way in without resistance. As he relaxed completely after entering me all the way, I wiggled my ass to let him know that I was ready for whatever he wanted to do.

He pulled me up to a kneeling position and fucked me doggie style for a while. I was almost ready to cum and he knew it. He stopped and withdrew from me with considerable protest on my part.

"Don't worry, my love. I have something better in mind."

He rolled me on to my back and entered me again. This time, there was a sexual urgency in his eyes I hadn't seen since our first night together. His hips slammed into my ass and lifted me up repeatedly. His mouth descended sharply on my bouncing cock, and then withdrew with each pounding into my ass.

I decided to let him have complete control of me. I relaxed and let my climax build, not even trying to slow it down. Dave's insistent fucking was getting faster. He would cum soon. I didn't know if I would or not.

His pelvic thrusts deeply into me changed to brutal jabs at my prostate. He must be close, I thought. He's trying to get me to cum, too. His tongue was working considerable magic on my cockhead. My nuts were starting to boil. I was going over the edge at any moment.

Dave's eyes squeezed shut as he tried to prevent his own climax. I was too close to allow him to do that. I wanted him to cum with me. Clamping down hard on his impaler, I rode his cock hard. He was cumming.

"AH, SHIT! MIKE!! TAKE IT!! OH, BABE!!"

"Fuck me, stud! Cum in my ass!! MAKE ME CUM!!" I groaned.

He pulled off my cock with the first wave of his climax. He was cumming hard in my asshole and had buried his 11" completely. His bucking, slamming hips ravaged my prostate and I shot over my head and hit the pillow twice with my ball juice before Dave realized that I was cumming, too. My asshole had clamped down even harder with my first shot of cum, and made the sensational climax Dave was feeling even more intense. As our perfectly timed ecstacies ebbed, Dave released my hips from his gripping hands and I slid off of his fat, long cock.

"Oh, FUCK! MIKE! You are so fucking good!"

"So are you! I've never had anyone who could make love to me like you do, Dave. You're the best, ever!"

"Even better than Randy and Chuck?" he asked impishly.

"Well, uh, well, I. . . ," I stammered on purpose.

"You shithead! You're as big a tease as I am," Dave said laughing. "No wonder I love you so much."

"You're such an easy target. I just can't resist. And you are the best. I did mean that," I said seriously.

"So did I."

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