Black and White

BLACK AND WHITE

Chapter 3--The Invitation

Our sleep that night was a deep, relaxing sleep created by great sex, fine food and wine, and good company.

Peter and John graciously called the next morning (sensitively late) to thank us for the meal and fine "entertainment" that Dave had provided. Their eyes had feasted on his magnificent body and bloated trouser snake. Although the notice was short, they invited us over that evening for dinner, drinks, a videotape, and maybe some sex. Peter made a special point of asking if what he saw in the leg of Dave's walking shorts was real. I assured him that what he saw was an "understatement" of his true assets.

Peter then had asked me if Dave and I had any rules in our relationship yet about tricking around with others. It was an obvious attempt to see if he could get into Dave's pants. He and his lover had already been into mine. I told him I'd talk it over with Dave and see what he thought of the idea. I also indicated that Dave and I had discussed the matter last night, but had not come to a conclusion.

Peter said we could answer the sex question anytime, but they still wanted us to come over for the evening. Knowing that Dave had nothing else planned for the evening, I accepted for both of us.

I told Dave about the conversation and asked him what he thought about the other part of the invitation.

"I don't know what to think," he said honestly. "I don't want to jeopardize anything in our relationship, and at the same time, my dick reminds me that they're both studs that attract me a lot. I wouldn't mind bedding down with either of them. Or for that matter, both of them."

"From my perspective, Dave, I don't see having sex with John and Peter to be damaging to our relationship. If they turn you on more than I do, then someone else will too, and the relationship would be over sooner or later, anyway. However, it does give you a chance to experience with more than just me for gay sex. And I think you'd be doing yourself and me a disfavor by not knowing what sex with other men is like. You'd always wonder, and I'd think I was holding you back. The decision is yours, but don't worry about it from my side."

"Thanks. I'd hoped you'd say that," Dave answered. "I really want to find out what other men are like and have a couple of other men before I settle down with one man, you."

"You're a little premature on deciding that I'm the one to settle down with, but I'm willing to give it a try," I reminded him.

"I can't help how I feel," he said as he embraced me. "You have a 'card carrying fag' on you hands, now, and I'm not letting you out of my sight. What did Peter and John say, anyway?"

"Peter's the one who called. He was particularly entranced by you, but Peter's also one helluva size queen. You did display your wares very well for them. In fact, John wanted to know if you were as good as you looked. I think both of them want a shot at you."

"Alright!" Dave exulted. "Peter's a real fox. I'd like to see that ass of his again without clothes; only this time, close enough to taste instead of at a distance like at the gym showers. And John has such a muscular body and a cock to match. It's so thick! Does it get bigger?"

"Most definitely," I answered.

"Hope they like to get fucked then. Peter's ass is so slim, it just has to be fucked; and John's cock is so thick, there isn't much chance I could comfortably sit on it."

"Not to worry. They're both bottoms and have already said they want your cock in both of their butts before tonight is over."

Dave was plotting how he was going to fuck both of them when he remembered that I would be the odd man out. "But, what are you going to do while I'm fucking them?"

"Don't worry about me. I can fuck you while you're fucking them or fuck the one you aren't fucking. Even though you'll be the centerpiece for this little drama of theirs, I won't be left out."

He was relieved, and wondering what he'd gotten himself into. Three men, all working on him at the same time! It was a dream come true, but intimidating. What if he failed to perform? After all, these three studs were old pros at this gay thing. He was only a beginner.

John and Peter

We drove in silence to their condo overlooking downtown. As the elevator carried us to the twelfth floor, Dave's nervousness was becoming apparent, even to me.

"Hey, Tiger, what's wrong? You're not yourself. Is it something I said or did?" I asked him.

"No, nothing you've done. I've got stage fright, I guess. Have to perform, ya know."

"Hey, lighten up. These are friends of yours and you're going to have drinks and a great time in bed. Just be your charming self. And if you feel like you're in over your head or they get you into something that you don't want to do, just say so. I'll be right there all the time. If you get cold feet, I know they'll understand. They're great guys."

We were at the door. "Ready?" I asked.

"Yep, let's do it. Thanks for giving me a way out," he said gratefully.

The door opened, and Peter welcomed us in. John was coming out of the kitchen and crossed the living room to greet us. Dave got friendly kisses from both of them and so did I. John offered us both a glass of wine and invited us to sit in the living room while he finished some last minute details in the kitchen.

As Dave walked across the living room, he was openly appraised by both of our hosts. He was wearing faded Levis that didn't hide his assets at all. The ass was perfect from my vantage point: a very rounded, high ass that stretched the fabric delightfully. The packaging in the front had the "goodies" down one leg. The head of his heavy mantool was obvious, even with heavy fabric covering it.

John and Peter were perfect hosts. Although they glanced often at Dave and his assets, they were very charming to us both.

Peter asked me in a private moment if we had decided about sex. I told him the coast was clear, but Dave was having some second thoughts about it. "Just nerves probably, but go easy on him." A few moments later, John asked the same thing and got the same response.

Dinner was light, but filling. The wine was perfect for the occasion. After dinner, John and I attended to the dishes while Peter and Dave got the videotape ready. With the dishwasher running, we joined them in their "entertainment" room. It was a large, second living room in their spacious condo. A giant screen television was set up, playing a cable channel.

Furniture was spartan, but the numerous pillows scattered about the floor were comfortable and large. A discrete bowl of condoms was sitting on the only table in the room. Lube could probably be found behind the doors of the same table, I thought.

John announced that the video we were about to see was one of their new favorites. He pointedly asked Dave if he had any objections to watching a porno tape.

"No, none at all. I've seen a couple of the ones that Mike has. They're really hot," he revealed smiling at me. "One in particular I liked had a guy in it who reminds me a lot of you, John."

"Oh, who is it?" asked John.

"Don't know the guy's name. Do you know it, Mike?" he asked smiling at me again.

"If it's the one that we saw Thursday night, it's Bruno," I said smiling back at him and turning toward John. "He does have bulging muscles, a big cock, and a forest of chest hair."

John blushed a little. He'd heard this before from me in one or more of our previous "meetings."

"Well, then, hearing no objections, on with the show!" John said looking at Peter with a wink. He grabbed the remote control and started the video player. It was one that I hadn't seen yet, but had seen a flyer on. My gay barber told me it was one that HAD to be added to my collection.

Peter sat (or laid) next to Dave with John between Dave and I. The tape was even better than advertised. The "stars" were hung, humpy studs. Within minutes, we all had hard-ons that were begging for release. Both Peter and John had a hand on Dave's tube steak and were massaging it to a full erection. John's other hand was in my crotch, rubbing my rod gently and getting the response he was hoping for.

Without a word, Peter and John unbuttoned their tight levis and pulled them over their ankles. Neither wore underwear. Next off were their shirts and socks. John's magnificent, hairy chest was delicious looking, but Dave was admiring John's substantial, uncut, throbbing joystick. The head was hidden only slightly by the foreskin that was stretched tightly over his massive weapon.

Dave was mesmerized as bird is by a snake. That 10" Italian snake was waving in his face and coming closer as John stepped up and leaned over him.

Dave opened his mouth as the one-eyed Italian sausage pressed toward his lips. John groaned as he felt the soft lips close around the head of his manhood. He moved deeper into Dave's mouth as Dave reached up and cupped John's nuts in his hand. A slow fucking motion started in John's hips to help get friction going for better cocksucking.

Peter had moved around to me and had removed all my clothes with no protest from me. He went down on me without hesitation and went clear to the balls in one stroke. I bucked into him to be sure that he got all 9" and held him tightly against my crotch. In a few seconds, I released him.

His throat massaged every inch of my cock. He swallowed as he slowly pulled off my dick. His own long, thin cock was pointing skyward. He rose and went over to Dave (who was still sucking on John's slow moving face-fucker).

Feeling a tug on the pants leg, Dave unbuttoned his skin tight levis and Peter pulled them off. Peter pulled off Dave's boxer shorts that had trapped his giant cock down the right leg. It sprang up and slapped him in the stomach as it was released from its cloth prison. Peter crawled between John's straddled legs and Dave's spread, muscular thighs. He eyed the black, towering manhood for a few seconds, took a deep breath (inhaling the maleness of the black Adonis), and plunged as far down as he could on Dave's jerking pole.

With years of practice on John's thick monster, Peter could suck in most of Dave's rod down his experienced throat. The new feeling of being almost completely orally taken was a real turn-on for Dave. He arched up to impale Peter deeper on to his thickness. It was more than Peter could handle and he had to back off.

"Damn!" said Peter as he withdrew the last few inches from his drooling mouth. "That's the biggest fucker I've ever had. It's too big for my throat. The head on that thing is enormous! How do you manage to take it, Mike?"

"Let me try it," challenged John. He pulled his dick out of Dave's suctioning mouth with a pop and bent over to try what his lover had failed to accomplish. In that position, Peter moved in on his lover's asshole and tongue speared it. John moaned in pleasure.

Glad that I didn't have to admit defeat, too, I watched John try valiantly three times before he had to give up, too. It was too thick for both of them. The head was indeed larger than the shaft and that plug was too much to get far down the throat. Peter was only too happy that his lover had also failed at the task. But, getting more time to eat John's asshole was part of the pleasure as well.

"I know a way to take it all the way," Peter said brightly, pulling away from his lover's butt. Opening a condom pack, he rolled out a new one that fit snugly over the cockhead and a few inches down Dave's shaft. "I want to feel all of this."

"Let me suggest a way that we can all participate," John proposed. "I know what you want, Peter. You'll get it. But, I want Mike's thick dick up my ass again. So, both of our guests are going to be tops tonight. Instead of the usual side-by-side fucking, how about if we 69, and Dave and Mike fuck us as we 69?"

Dave and I looked at each other. Dave had a silly grin on his face that told me he was more than ready to fuck any tight ass that was offered. His stiff throbber told me that he wanted to start now.

John put a similar condom on my raging hard-on, then positioned himself over Peter for their 69. Dave moved around to Peter's ass and watched Peter's thin, long cock disappear repeatedly down John's throat. Dave lifted Peter's ass for better access, then decided to continue raising it up to his face. Dave buried his tongue up Peter's hole in one quick gesture. Peter gasped and choked on John's thick dick that had been ramming down his throat.

Peter recovered quickly and was soon singing Dave's praises (muffled, of course) with throaty hums and groans. Dave's tongue was working its magic. He drilled his mouth dick deeply into Peter many times to be sure that it was properly lubricated. Dave's dick was bouncing against Peter's back with each deep thrust of his tongue.

Meanwhile, I'd been applying equal tongue pressure on John's butthole. I lapping at his pink, quivering rosebud with drilling motions to loosen him up for a dick that was thicker than his lover's.

Peter pulled away from his cocksucking and begged Dave, "I gotta have it now. Please fuck me, NOW! The lube is next to you inside the table."

Dave obediently, and with great relish, retrieved the lube and applied a generous amount to his own engorged dick and a dollop for Peter's anxious ass. Peter was in heaven as Dave pushed one and then two fingers into Peter's channel. Peter went down hard onto his lover's cock and held him in his throat. Waiting for the penetration he'd hoped for, he remembered the walking shorts-encased thickness of Dave's fuckpole the previous evening.

Withdrawing his fingers from Peter's twitching asshole, Dave positioned his broad cockhead at the opening and pushed. Peter had taken his own lover's thickness many times, but Dave's bull dick cockhead was bigger than he was used to. It took two tries before he could get the head in all the way. A moan of satisfaction rumbled from Peter's throat as he finally released his lover's thick meat and felt the flange of Dave's cockhead pop past the sphincter.

Peter impaled himself by backing on to next 5 inches of Dave's ass stretcher and stopped. I could see beads of sweat breaking out on his head as I looked down from the ass rimming of his lover. It reminded me of the same situation when I first tried to sit on Dave's giant post. With expert patience, Dave slid in another 2 inches. Peter pushed back with his hands. Dave had reached the point at which John's thick cock usually hit.

"You're not the first one who couldn't take it all. You sure have a sweet ass though, Peter. How about if I fuck you nice and slow?" Dave asked.

"UMMMMMM!" was the only reply that he got from Peter. That was enough to encourage Dave to start plowing that swimmer's ass with real gusto. In a rocking motion, he began to work his 11" thickness in and out of Peter with building speed. With each thrust into him, Peter would moan. The tempo of the moans was increasing as Dave drilled Peter's hungry asshole. Deeper and deeper with each thrust Dave pushed, and withdrew to the head each time.

There was a lot of cock friction for Peter's prostate to deal with. He was used to his lover's thick cock, but Dave's fat cockhead and even thicker rammer was having a devastating effect on Peter.

Staring at his lover's ass getting plowed by the massive, black cock, John could feel the telltale swelling of Peter's 8" in his mouth. He dove onto it to the pubic hair and waited about a second as he worked his throat muscles and suctioned his lover's quivering dick.

That was the final cue for Peter. He was over the edge before he could stop it. With a load moan and a cry of ecstacy from deep in his throat, Peter cut loose with his first squirt of hot cum down his lover's throat. His ass clamped down hard on Dave's pistoning rod.

Dave pulled back and ran just the head of his massive dick repeatedly over Peter's prostate. It gave Peter maximum pleasure as his thin pole jettisoned its load down John's eager throat. Wave after wave of pleasure shook his lithe body. Shot after shot of creamy, white cum raced up his jerking cock and rocketed into his lover's mouth.

John had pulled off Peter's rod only far enough to taste his lover's salty, nutty love juice. His moans were audible as the ambrosia of his lover's nectar coursed around his mouth. But, the loudest moans were still coming from Peter. He had been fucked by a stallion and he was still clamped hard on to Dave's impaler.

Peter's dick was still oozing its last sperm when Dave slowly withdrew his cock. John released Peter's deflating dick and asked Dave to fuck him next. I had lubed up John's ass with my tongue and was getting ready to fuck him myself. But, John had another task for me to perform. He wanted me in Peter's old position so I could suck him off as Dave was fucking him. I quickly assumed a 69 under John.

Dave's waving, fat sausage pointed the way for him to John's ass. He changed condoms, lubed it up and sank the head in completely. John's dick jumped in my mouth and swelled even more. His throat closed over my 9" clear to the pubes.

I was getting a splendid view of Dave's cock sliding slowly into John's asshole. From beneath, I could see it disappear and reappear out to the head and then in again, each time going in another half inch. Within a few more thrusts, he would be in as far as he'd been into Peter. But, he had to stop sooner. John wasn't used to such deep probing with a giant tool like Dave's. They stopped about the 8" mark.

Knowing what the depth gauge was, Dave started to buck into and out of John with increasing tempo. With each thrust into him, John would let go a mini-squirt into my mouth. I could taste a new influx of precum with each downward thrust of Dave's big dick into John's well-fucked ass.

It was only a matter of a few seconds now. I could feel John tense and the head of his thick, Italian sausage swell. The tide of precum was ebbing now, as if a storm were about to break. I was soon to be richly rewarded.

Peter was odd man out, but only for a moment. He moved around behind Dave and started to return the favor that Dave had done for him earlier in the evening. Peter spread Dave's ass cheeks with his hands and dived in with his outstretched tongue. As his lapping and drilling increased, so did the speed of Dave's deep penetrations of John's ass.

John's dick was hard as steel and he was bucking back into Dave's thrusts up his ass. My upward view of the entering and leaving of Dave's ebony rod was better than I could have imaged. No wonder I loved getting fucked by him. It was a wonderfully big cock with incredible firmness that could spread any ass open. Peter was tonguing as deep as he could considering the motion that Dave's ass was going through.

The time had arrived. John went down on me deeply again and held my cock in his throat. His cockhead stiffened noticeably and began discharging his pent up load. Each deep thrust from Dave caused a new volley to boil out of John's nuts into my mouth. His cum was good, and the velocity of the squirts was surprising. The jerking of his cock began to decrease as he pulled away from my dick and moaned loudly for more dick up his butt.

Dave gave him another inch and John winced, but didn't complain. He took it like he wanted it and spewed another hot shot of cum into my eager mouth. His climax finally stopped and he pulled off of Dave's still hard dick and out of my mouth.

"Gawd!" John exclaimed, "what a great fuck. I haven't cum that hard in a long time."

"Yeah!" added Peter coming up for air from licking Dave's ass. "He really rang my chimes, too!"

"Thanks," was all that Dave could find to say. John had a sly smile on his face and I knew that he was up to something.

"I want to see both of you come," he finally said. "How about it?"

"Your ass has been well tongued tonight, Dave," I pointed out. "How about if I fuck you and show them what else I can do at the same time?"

John and Peter were puzzled for a few moments. I removed the condom from the tip of Dave's still very hard pole, seeing that it did cover more than the tip. That should be enough room for what I had in mind.

I moved around to get behind Dave, rolled him onto his back, greased his asshole, and slowly slid into him up to my pubes. The smile on his face said that he was ready for some heavy fucking and that Peter had turned him on a lot with the ass licking.

Dave's legs were on my shoulders and he was completely impaled on my steely rod. His cock was bouncing against his stomach with each thrust into him. Those wonderful ass muscles were massaging my cock and clamping down tight to give me the tightest sensation possible.

I bent over and swallowed the head and about an inch of the shaft of his magnificent stallion dong. The combination of sucking his dick and the massaging of his prostate with my racing cock in and out of his clasping ass muscles, pushed both of us to the edge and then over in a matter of seconds.

My dick showered cannon after cannon of hot spunk up his asshole. His prostate was bathed in gooey cum. And then my tonsils were awash in his cum as he cut loose with his love offering. The thrashing and groans of climactic ecstacy could probably be heard in the next condo. We were far too loud, but were enjoying it as if it were the first time.

Dave's iron rod fell from my mouth when I finally remembered that they wanted to see him cum. The last two shots rocketed out with assistance from his hand jacking himself off. One shot hit his chin and the other landed on his chest. Then it drooled for a good while into a pool above his navel. Both John and Peter jumped at the chance to savor his essence. They licked up what cum hadn't been siphoned off by my hungry mouth before I had released his dick for the last shots.

I could sense that my last shots had fired off, too, and decided to withdraw. The disappointed look on Dave's face was pathetic. I reassured him there would be other times for us to share a longer joining.

"Damn," John said after a pause to catch our collective breath. "You really can cum, Dave. How much did you get before you let his dick go, Mike?"

"Oh, I only got three shots of that great ball milk before I remembered you wanted to see him shoot. I guess I forgot. Dave's ass is just too good to leave when I cum. I'm sorry it took me so long to let go of his cock. He's so tasty, I just couldn't do it right away."

"Yeah," chimed in Peter, "he does taste good, alright."

John and Peter gathered up the clothes and suggested that we could take a shower if we liked. I thought I could use one after that workout, and Dave nodded his assent.

We stepped into their oversized shower and let the warm water flow over us.

"What do you think now? Was it what you thought it would be?" I asked.

"Different than I thought it'd be, but still a great night. However, I still think you have the best ass and technique. Your cock's still the one I want in my ass," he added.

"Thanks. The way they went after you, I was sure they'd turn your head and I wasn't sure I'd get you back."

"Both have great butts and incredible bodies, but you're the only one who can take it all the way and get me so fired up. You noticed that I didn't cum when I was fucking them? Well, I probably could have if I'd tried, but I wanted to cum with you and they just don't turn me on the way you do," he concluded.

With that, he got a big, wet kiss and a grope of his genitals. His big dick had deflated to its normal 5", but the thickness at the base was still there. What a man! Those incredible muscles and that great personality! What a lucky guy I am, I thought.

I stroked his nipples and kissed him deeply for several seconds. I felt the hardness of a rising cock press between my legs and nuzzle against my balls. This guy can't seem to find his off switch!

"See what I mean? You can charge my battery in a matter of seconds!" Dave reiterated. "Wanna fuck around some more?"

I answered his question by sinking to my knees and licking just the head of his expanding fuckpole. With each beat of his heart, it increased in length and girth as it stretched toward the shower ceiling. I felt his pulse on my tongue as my mouth descended past the head and took in half of the shaft. It reminded me that one day I had to suck on his lollipop when it wasn't so stiff. Maybe I could finally say I'd taken him orally clear to the base. But, that wasn't going to be in the next few minutes.

Dave was moaning with renewed vigor. His slow-motion fucking of my mouth was having the desired effect on his stiff monster meat and on my expanding hard-on. I could feel my rod elongate and push against his leg. He also could feel it, because he lifted me off his dick and sank to his knees to take me orally.

His lips closed over the head and his tongue busily raced back and forth over the top and bottom of the fat, mushroom head. With the roof of his mouth as a hard surface, his tongue would push my dick head against his pallet. The crushing of the spongy head would release a drop of precum that he would savor as it rolled around his tongue. It also was a trick of his to get me so hot that I'd do anything he wanted.

I wasn't sure where this was leading. As soon as he pulled off my bouncing cock and his tongue began exploring my perineum, I knew where it would end. His big, stallion cock was going to be balls deep up my ass, pumping me full of his ball milk before we left that shower.

My stance widened to allow him easier access. That was indeed what he wanted as his long tongue inched closer to my pink pucker hole with each swipe of his tongue. He released my cock, and with gusto, started to drill his tongue into my winking fuckhole. His face pressed hard against my ass to allow himself maximum penetration of his tongue. I wanted to help as much as possible, so I squatted and bent over a little to spread my ass cheeks more than his hands had already done.

I bent over farther to grab his big dick and pull it toward my mouth. His lightning tongue pushed deeper than ever as my ass opened.

His dick was obviously ready to shoot its new load. I squeezed the head of his dick and was rewarded with a big dollop of precum. The head filled again quickly and threatened me with the best ass stretching of several days.

The racing hormones in both our bodies were not to be denied. I had to have that giant horse cock in my ass again, or die trying. His tongue sunk deeply in my ass trying to reach my prostate, but only his big dick could do that. He wanted to fuck me and I wanted him to fuck me. It was a silent agreement that only lacked ratification by action.

He pushed me forward, keeping his face glued to my ass as his rippling body rose from the floor. Pushed against the far shower wall with my upper body parallel with the floor, his tongue ravaged my butt. He picked up some body lotion that was standing on the floor in a small container (for just such occasions, I surmised) and applied it to his jerking cock and my asshole.

His tongue had opened me up very well as the ease with which he inserted two fingers proved. It was all the encouragement Dave needed. The head of his joystick was in me before I was sure his fingers had been removed.

It was bigger than I had remembered it to be. And so hard! What was he fucking me with anyway? I turned to see what it was. I couldn't see anything besides him. He forced my back down again, so I looked underneath, past my balls and bouncing dick. It was only Dave's monster that was rammed up my ass, and there were many inches of it still remaining to be rammed in.

Relaxing my ass muscles, I spread my cheeks and welcomed into me another six inches before I tensed and he stopped pushing. The full sensation was one that is impossible to explain unless you've had a big cock up your ass, too. It's a fullness that isn't uncomfortable, and a wild ride for the prostate.

He pulled out to the head again and ran the heavily flanged part of the head over my prostate. My cock jumped in anticipation of the load that it would be releasing quickly if Dave didn't stop that savage stimulation. I didn't dare touch my dick. It'd be too soon to climax, especially when I hadn't taken all of him, yet.

My ass muscles instinctively grabbed at the rampaging few inches of dick that I had in me. My bobbing dick was swelling for a shoot. I had to stop or I'd cum.

"Stop or I'll shoot!" I said huskily.

"I'll stop if you stop milking my dick with your ass muscles. I'm right at the brink of shooting again, too," he replied.

We stood motionless for about 15 seconds as both of us backed away from the climax abyss. It was a close call, but I liked hearing that he was as hot for my ass as I was for his cock. This was going to be one hot fuck session.

I was the first to move again. I backed into another two inches and clamped down on his invader. It was hard as stone, but glided in easily. My balls were aching for release. My love chute was full of pulsing, stallion meat. I could feel the beat of his heart in the head of his dick as he pressed the last inch into me.

The feel of his wiry pubic hair against my stretched rosebud told me that I had taken it all again. It surprised me that the broad base of his cock shaft was also buried past my sphincter.

Dave held me tightly in that position. I could feel the rapid pulsing of his cockhead deep inside me. He was so close to cumming. A pearly strand of precum was dripping from my own dick and was reaching for the floor. Touching my dick now would mean instant climax.

Slowly, Dave pulled out a couple of inches. The sensation on my prostate was electric. I was teetering on the edge of a huge climax, but I wanted to wait just a few more seconds. He rammed it back into me and ground his pubic hair into my asshole.

"Unnng!" I grunted. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum! Fuck ME, Dave! I want to feel you cum! Make me cum hard!!"

He ground his bull dick harder into me. I was over the edge. I could feel his cockhead swell inside of me and knew that he was almost there, too. My dickhead started to swell for the last time and fire off its second load of the evening.

Dave pulled out about three inches and crammed it back in again. I clamped down again on his massive invader and milked him with my ass muscles as best I could considering that my climax was about to hit, too. That made his cannon fire explosively.

I felt it impact on my insides and continue right on through my cock and out on to the floor of the shower. Every time he fired off another big wad of ball juice, I would shoot mine onto the floor. It was like he was shooting through me and his cum was landing on the floor. He kept firing and grinding his pubes into my stretched, quivering asshole. My cum subsided, but the waves of climax didn't.

My cock jerked again and again with each volley unloaded by Dave's nuts. The juice coursed through his jerking 11" buried deeply in me and flooded into the new sperm bank he had created. One last time his climax hit a peak and he pulled me hard on to his cock for one final deposit. I'm sure his sperm flow continued for a while just like he always did when I sucked him off.

Our heavy breathing and love-making were interrupted by the sound of other men at the peak of climaxing. Peter and John had joined us in the bathroom and had just finished coupling with John's big Italian rammer completely engulfed by Peter's willing ass. Peter's climax had hit the wall outside the shower door. His last one jettisoned from his long, thin pole onto the floor in front of him.

"Wow!" exclaimed John. "You guys really put on a show for us. I haven't cum this far up Peter's ass in a long time."

"Hope you didn't mind the audience for your performance. You guys are inspiring in your love-making," added Peter as he licked the last drops of cum from his fingers.

"Shit," groused Dave, "I didn't even know your guys were there! How long have you been watching us?" he asked with a wink.

"About from when Mike squatted over your face," answered Peter. "Hope you didn't mind."

"Guess not," replied Dave still trapped deeply in my ass. "How about you, Mike?"

"I didn't know they were here either. If it was good for them, I know it was good for us."

We all smiled at each other, but didn't want to break the coupling. I knew that Dave loved to let his fat cock "soak" in his cum after he climaxed in my ass. When it finally popped out in a few more minutes, he was completely sated and so was I. I also knew from experience that after Peter came, his ass sphincter muscle ring slowly clamped down on the base of any cock up his ass. That meant that you stayed for a long time "soaking" in his ass or pulled out earlier. It was so tight that it made your cock deflate very slowly, and that was the part that John liked the best.

Dave turned on the water again after he had exited my well- fucked ass and soaped us both up. His big dick was still about 7" long and was still dripping cum. I washed it carefully for him which made it start to swell again. I was right, I thought. This guy DOESN'T have an off switch!

By the time we finished our showers, Peter had released John's sausage and was sitting on the commode. The sperm from John's climax shot so far into him, I doubted that he could crap any of them out that evening. I certainly knew there was no point in me trying. Dave always came a lot, but his sperm bank was way up my lower intestine.

After dressing, we all returned to the "scene of the crime" to finish the film. But, by then, we weren't interested in it anymore. The evening conversation was light and dessert was a special Italian ice that John had purchased from an ethnic restaurant not far from their condo.

The hour was late and we said our good-byes. They made us promise to "cum" often. Their condo would always welcome us.

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