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Bottom to Top - Part 4
It had been Wednesday night when Mitch paid his surprise visit to me -- and -- as an added surprise, brought Julio (aka Ernesto in my ". Being Neighborly" stories) along with him. It was now Saturday morning, and, of course, my wife Rachael was out at the hairdresser. This morning she was going to be gone even longer because she also had an appointment at the nail place. Since he had interrupted me the other night, now was the chance to print off my monthly supply of stories from Nifty.
I had been online about 10 minutes and already had a print buffer full of stories when I heard a knock and then, without any hesitation, heard the door opening. "Oh, shit!" I muttered, knowing I was about to be caught with a printer-full of erotic stories (and gay male ones at that!!). I started to do my usual delete and clear panic -- like I do when I see her drive into the driveway and I'm still printing -- but before I could do much more than clear the story I had just brought up on the screen, a figure came through the door from the living room into the hall.
"Damn! You scared the shit out of me!" I barked at Mitch. "I thought you were Rache and I was about to be caught red-handed with my stories. Please.next time you come in, shout out who you are!!! It could save me a heart attack!"
"Sorry, Uncle Peter. Didn't mean to do that. .but I never knock -- or at least haven't as long as I can remember. and I've been coming in and out of this house forever. . what'cha got there?"
"Stories off nifty. I can only print them off when your Aunt Rache is out of the house for a while. That's what scared me shitless. I thought it was her coming in, and I would have been caught without a prayer. If I don't know how long she'll be gone, I watch the street and when I see her, if I'm still printing stuff, I can delete the queue and turn the printer off to kill anything in it. I've had to do that several times over the past few years. But I never had her come in all the way before I knew she was there. Thank god it was you this time! . So what brings you over on a bright Saturday morning. . or should I bother to ask?"
"Well . truthfully . I was kinda horny and kinda hopin' that .. Maybe . you and I .. I mean.. I know you're usually here alone on Saturday mornings, so I came over . and .. "
So here it was ... and here I sat . "What's going on?" I thought to myself. "Here is one hot little stud, standing there asking you to go for it, and here you are still sitting and talking to yourself." One part of me wanted to just stand up and open the front of his jeans and dive right onto what would, by then, be a hot, throbbing, steel-hard, rigid stake.
The other part of me was recognizing that I was an old man compared to that 18-year-old hunk and, as much as I had enjoyed our earlier encounters, I really didn't feel right about it and didn't want it to go any further. I considered calling Juli to come over, but he was also quite a bit older than Mitch. That's when the thought hit me.
Getting up, I walked past him, reaching down to at least get a good grope of that delicious basket as I passed. "Just a minute," I said. Going into the living room, I looked out the window and across the street. Sure enough, there it was. Just what I was hoping for. The silver grey SUV. Rick was visiting Chuck.and that could only mean one thing!!
"Hey, Mitch. come here," I called.
As he came into the living room, I turned to him and said, "we're going visiting."
"We .what??" he answered, a very confused look on his face.
"If you read enough to figure out about me and CNJShore9, and about me and Ernie -- I mean Juli -- then you must know about the 'Chuck wagon'. Well, cowboy, we're about to check out what's to eat over there!"
"Hey, Unc. Peter. That sounds great! I know all about Chuck and the guys from your stories, but I didn't have the guts to go over there on my own. You really mean you're going to take me over there?"
"Yep! Hold onto your balls, 'cause they are going to get a working out like you've never thought could happen!! Alex is there, and who knows who else. .and when I tell you they are horny as hell and can go at it all day, I mean they are horny as hell and can go at it all day!!! You are about to meet your match!! --or should I say your 'matches'. . and besides, I haven't had any of that hot meat myself for a while. I might just could use some of that! C'mon!"
Two minutes later we had crossed the street and were standing on the steps knocking on Chuck's door. To avoid any 'confusion' inside, I also called out: "Hey, Chuck. Open up. It's me..Peter."
"It's unlocked," I heard. "C'mon in."
As I walked in, I saw Chuck and Rick sitting at the kitchen table having a cup of coffee. Both of them were as naked as the day they were born, but a quick glance at Rick's crotch showed that nothing was 'going on' as they say. Before I thought to say anything else, Mitch stepped in behind me. From the look on their faces (yes I was looking up there for a change), I thought they were both going to have a coordinated stroke!
"It's okay," I managed to get out. "He's with me."
"Wha'..who? Uhn." was about the best Chuck was able to get out. Then he stopped for a minute, composed himself, and asked: "Haven't I seen you going in and out of Peter's house since you were a little kid? Aren't you his nephew, or something?"
Fielding his questions, I answered: "Yes.and.no. Yes, you've probably seen him growing up, but, no, he really isn't my nephew -- just the son of a very good friend of Rache's. Chuck. Rick. Meet Mitch. Mitch, you must know Chuck down there at the end of the table.and this hot, blonde stud is Rick."
"Hi, guys," Mitch greeted them like they were fully clothed and everything was perfectly normal.
"So what's this all about?" Chuck questioned. "Not that I'm complaining, but how come you're here.and with him?"
"Well. it's a long story. but suffice it to say, this bright young man uncovered my identity and, of course, my other secrets from the stories in Nifty. Then he came out to me -- all the way. I thought he might like to meet you and your friends. You may be a little older, but you're sure as hell a lot closer to his age than I am. .and, yes, he's legal. He may only be 18, but he's far from virgin, and is also a very quick study. Do you mind if we join your for a while?"
"Uhn.. No. not at all. C'mon in -- and take your clothes off!" Chuck replied with a smile.
"You heard the man," I said as I turned to Mitch. "House rules on Saturday say 'no clothing optional'. Give 'em an eyeful, hot stuff." Then I moved off to the side to watch as Mitch started to pull his shirt up over his head.
"Mmmmmm.. So far, so good," Rick quipped.
Tossing his shirt over into a corner, Mitch started to run his hands over his muscular torso, stopping to pay a little extra attention to his nipples. In no time they were both hard as little pencil erasers sticking out from the mat of light brown hair that lay atop his well-developed pecs.
I looked over at Chuck, and it was becoming apparent that he was interested in what he was watching. His delicious thick meat was already starting to lift its head up off those big egg-like balls on which it had been resting. Sure enough, there was a similar awakening going on in Rick's lap as well. The boy definitely had their attention!
Reaching down to his beltless 501's, Mitch loosened the top button.then the next. Then he stopped and reached further down to cup his basket and lift it up a little. That's when I noticed that there was something happening in my own southern region. I reached down and adjusted myself as well, enjoying the feeling of warmth from my hand on my now surprisingly thickened bulge.
Mitch ran his open palm over the growing lump in his jeans and it seemed to grow and become more pronounced with each pass of his hand. My cock was now hard as a rock and throbbing in my own jeans, but I wasn't going to open anything until Mitch was finished with his 'act'. His hands and fingers now moved back to his fly and another button came undone. Spreading the tops open, you could see his pink flesh and the tight curls of his treasure trail as they ran down from his navel into the 'v' where the one button remained. Every eye in the room was focussed on that picture. Then the last button popped open and the top of his light brownish blonde pubic bush was in view.
Running his hands around to the back under the denim of his jeans, Mitch stepped out of his sneakers and slowly began to push downward. The tops of his hips began to show as the blue cloth slipped past them. Then you could see the top of his milky white rod as it met the bottom edge of his pubes.and he stopped again.
I couldn't stand it any more. I quickly pulled my shirt off, stepped out of my shoes, and had my belt open and my pants down before he moved again. As I stepped out of my shoes, now wearing only my boxers, he started to lower his jeans again. As he did, his seven inches of teen cock sprung out and up from its confinement and slapped against his tight abs.
It was like a signal. As you heard the sound of his steely-hard rod smack the skin just under his navel, Chuck and Rick both stood up from their chairs at the table and started to move toward Mitch. I pushed my shorts down and stepped out of them, leaving them in a pile with my shirt, pants, and shoes which I shoved to the side with my right foot. I stepped forward. Rich was now standing alongside Mitch, on his right, and Chuck was at his left. They both reached out and began to stroke Mitch's body -- front and back -- shoulders, pecs, down his back and buttocks. Their own rigid cocks were swinging from side to side, sometimes caressing Mitch's thighs as they passed and leaving little shiny marks of precum where they had been.
They stepped in closer and both guys were now right against Mitch on either side, grinding their swollen mancocks into the young mans thighs and buttcheeks. I moved to his front between them and reached out, taking a hold of the throbbing teencock jutting out from between his legs. He automatically pushed his groin forward to make that rigid pole more accessible.
Rick was now leaning forward and had his lips firmly tightened over Mitch's right nipple. Chuck was busy nuzzling the left side of his neck. Their four hands were still stroking and caressing over whatever they could reach. I leaned forward and took that beautiful pink head into my mouth. I felt his body tremble in response. One of my hands was slowly moving back and forth along the velvety soft shaft between my mouth and the bush of pubic hairs at the base of his tool. The other had a firm grip on his marvelous young baby makers in their supple, warm pouch.
I felt something push against my hand that was holding his ball sack. Someone's hand was sliding between his legs from the back. I didn't know whose it was, but it really didn't make any difference. Someone was already starting to work on his asscrack and I felt it as Mitch spread his legs and crouched slightly to give that someone more room and free access. Things were starting to move. I took my mouth off its prize and stood up, dropping my hold on Mitch's hot organs, then grabbing both his and my stiff poles and rubbing them tip to tip. Then I felt a hand brush against me from my right and start to slide in between my own ass cheeks.
From that side, it had to be Chuck. It was a nice big, warm hand; and it felt soooo good. I turned my face to that side and he leaned forward and planted his lips on mine. Mitch took that cue and leaned forward to his right and started to kiss with Rick. Slowly we started to separate into two pairs. Finally Chuck whispered into my ear, "I want to fuck you. You gonna let me have some of that hot ass?"
"MMMmmmmm. Oh, yeah, babe.. You can definitely have some of this ass," I answered. "You just get it all ready. Okay?"
"I'm workin' on it now," he replied.
"And you can work on this one," I heard Mitch tell Rick. ".but please go easy. I never took one quite that big and wonderful looking. But I sure want to try it."
"Let's go into the bedroom," Chuck suggested. "There's room for all of us there," he continued as he turned and started for the hall door. Mitch and Rick broke apart and the three of us followed the leader down the hall. As we got into the room, Chuck opened a bureau drawer and took out a tube of lubricant. He removed the lid and squeezed some into his right palm, then tossed the tube to Rick, who did the same.
As Mitch and I just stood there watching, Chuck and Rick, almost in unison, reached down and started to stroke their mammoth- looking eight-plus inchers and spread the shiny, slick lube all over them. Damn it was hot watching them as their uncut foreskins moved back and the smooth, glistening blueish-pink heads emerged, only to be reshrouded as the skin rolled back forward and covered them again. (I think synchronized masterbation ought to be considered for a spot in the olympics. That would be a terrific spectator sport!)
"Okay," Rick spoke up. "Both of you turn around and lean over the bed. We've got some ass fuckin' to do!"
It seemed a bit crude and rough, but Mitch and I didn't stop to say anything. We just turned and, still standing side-by-side about three feet apart, Mitch to my right, we leaned over and put our hands flat on the mattress. I have no idea what was going through Mitch's head at this point, but mine had a hundred questions going around in it -- almost like just before you get onto a high-thrill ride at an amusement park. What's going to happen? Is it going to hurt? Is this what I really want to be doing? All those sorts of mixed fears and feelings.
Then I felt the hand slip between my legs and start to spread the now almost cold slickum into the crack between my cheeks. As soon as that was done, I felt warmth against the backs of my thighs and then felt the probing, rubbery tip of something pushing against my backside. I knew what that was and spread my feet further apart to open the tops of my legs.
Although I was actually looking ahead and down at the bed, I could tell that the head of Chuck's cock was now running back and forth between my legs and up the crack between between my cheeks -- passing right over the sensitive spot of my pink rose bud. Several times it did that. Then on one pass, it stopped right on the eventual target. I had just been picturing that maybe he and Chuck were still doing their 'synchronized thing', mirroring each other's movements. I could envision the image of the two of them behind Mitch and me -- Mitch getting and feeling exactly the same things I was.
Hands grabbed me at the tops of my hips -- one on each side -- and I felt the pressure against my entryway. They were about to go the next step. Then I felt it as the head of Chuck's delicious ramrod popped through the tight ring of my sphincter and started to plow its way into the hot, soft glove of my fuck chute.
Damn that felt good! There was something about that big cock that just made me want more of it, so I pushed myself back onto him to drive him all the way to the hilt. Damn! That felt even better!!
Just as I was starting to enjoy that wonderful, full feeling of having a big piece of manmeat buried into my ass, I heard a sharp intake of breath and a faint whimper to my right. I came out of my fog of ecstasy enough to think that Mitch must be having a bit of trouble taking a cock as big as Rick's and that it was hurting him. Then I heard his voice whispering, "OOOooooohhhh, yessssss! Man that feels so good! Oh yeah, Rick, push it on in. Shove it to me, babe. Let me feel all of that big fuck stick! Ohhh, yesssss!" Obviously, he wasn't hurting too badly. So I returned my attention to the sensations that were starting to envelop my whole lower half and send their sparks up my spine into the back of my head. Wow! This was really good!
Hunkering down a little more to open my thighs and cheeks, I wiggled my ass against Chuck's groin that was pressed up against me. He was definitely all the way in. Now all he had to do was start moving that baby in and out and give me the prime fucking that he was so good at! .and start he did.
Slowly his ass backed away from me, drawing that rod of hot blood- filled flesh out through my tight ass ring. The head rode its way back down the tube of my warm, wet chute, pulling and stroking the sides as it went, then passing over the sensitive spot marking the location of my prostate. Stopping momentarily at the end of its retreat, he reversed his motion and began to slowly drive the cream-filled snake back into its burrow.
I briefly wondered if he and Rick were still synchronizing and if it felt even half as good to Mitch as it did to me. Then my mind was back entirely on the wonderous sensations that were being created inside and at the opening to my ass. "MMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm. Oooohhhhhh, yessssss. Fuck that ass, baby! Fuck me good! OOOhhh, that feels sooooo good. Ohh, yeah, babe! Oh, yeah!" I began to tell Chuck how wonderful it all was, letting him know that I was really enjoying what he was doing to me. "Man, you are good. You really know how to use that big momma! Unnnnghhhhhh! Oh, yeah!! OOOOOooooh, yeah!!'
That's when I hear the sounds next to me. "NNnnnnnggggghhhhh! Unnnnnghhhhh! MMmmmmmm! Oooooooh, yesssssssssss! Slam that bone home, babe! Shove that fuckin' big cock up that ass! Oh, yeah! Do me good, babe!! Do me good!!!!" Obviously Mitch was enjoying this as much as I was. .and I really do think Chuck and Rick were still in synch!
Hearing Mitch's verbalizations only turned me on more! I was starting to get so hot that my mind was now shutting down and the only thing that existed in the whole damned world was the incredible sensations of that hot ramrod shoving and pushing its way in and out of me!! He had definitely speeded up his pistoning and his grip above my hip joints was tightening each time he slammed that hot meat back in to me! I could hear the double slapping sounds of the front of his thighs against the back of mine -- and those of Rick's against Mitch's. Damn that was hot!!
Faster he started to pound!! The bed was now beginning to rock under Mitch's and my hands as we were both being pummeled by the ferocity of the twin attacks. I could hear the sound of grunts and groans all around me, including my own! I knew it was coming to the climax!! It wouldn't be long now!!
"Aaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeee," I heard Rick squeal between clenched teeth. "Oooooooohhhhh, my godddddddd!" he shouted out loud, then there was silence. That's when I noticed that Chuck was no longer moving either. "Unnnghh!!" I heard from behind me, and I felt his rock-hard hammer jump and swell inside of me!! Then he fired his first round of hot, slick, man juice into my guts!!
Grabbing me even tighter, he held on and pushed against my butt with his groin, digging as deeply as he could with that long, round shovel. "Oooooohhhhh, hot damn!" he whispered. "OOOooohhhhh, yeah, baby...take that load!! Take that cream, baby!! You take every bit of that hot juice!! Ooooohhhh, yeahhhh!" Bouncing against my ass, he unloaded shot after shot of his heavy syrup into me. I was in ecstacy!!! I could feel his hot lava pooling inside me and letting me know that I had satisfied him so completely!
As Chuck had begun to unload his hot love juice into me, and before I could open my lips enough to start letting my own feelings known, I heard the sound of Mitch's whispered voice beside me: "Oooooooooooohhhh, good god, Ricky babe..OOOoooooooohhhhh that is sooooo good!! Hump that butt, babe!! Hump that butt and shove that baby home!!! Ooooohhhhh, yesssssssss!! Shove it in me, babe!! Gimme that goo!! Plug that hole and pump that batter up my butt!!! OOOoohhh, hot damn, that's good! You just fill me up will all that good jizz! Yeah, babe, I want that good stuff!!!"
Slowly all the sounds subsided and Chuck just stood there, his groin still firmly against my butt cheeks, so his now softening cock was still imbedded inside me. He knows how I like to feel it there for a while afterwards, and was letting me just bask in the sensations that had flooded over me. "Hey, Peter," I heard from my right. Turning my head to look over to him, I see Mitch looking at me and hear him asking, "You haven't shot your load yet, have you?"
"No..I haven't. Actually I forgot all about it with that wild ride Chuck was giving me. Why?"
"Well.. I haven't yet either.and I thought maybe you'd come over here and we could finish each other off.so to speak."
"Sure.. Hey, Rick. back off. let a man in there!" I replied to Mitch's suggestion. While I straightened up, Chuck and Rick both backed away and I was able to move over behind Mitch. My cock was still so hard you could have used it to drive nails or split diamonds. It just slid right in thanks to the stretching from Rick's big machine and the copious amounts of slick man juice he left behind. "Hang on, baby, here I go! There's nothin' like good, old 'sloppy seconds'," I told Mitch. "Let's get this second show on the road!"
The soft, wet, warm playing field my pole was working in felt great! Even with all the stretching, Mitch was able to use his muscles to tighten up and grab hold of my joyrod like he had a great big hand inside him. OOOOoohhhhh, yesssssss! That was still one fine piece of ass!!!
I grabbed hold of his hips as Chuck had been holding me just before, and I started to pound that fine, young ass like this would be last piece I would ever have!! Damn that felt good!! I could feel the warmth, the velvety slickness, the resistance to my prodding. It gripped my head and stroked my shaft like only a really good man's ass tunnel can do. I was riding high on that saddle and wanted only to leave my own spore behind. Damn I needed to cum, and cum and cum!!!
I could feel it building up between my legs, high up just behind my balls. That tightening sensation and the little sparkles of electricity somewhere up inside just behind the base of my cock and my pubes.there they were!!! It wasn't going to be long now. I was going to blow a wad of my spooge up that beautiful tight butt that was going to take the top of his head off!!
I grabbed on tighter and started to ram him with my stake.fasterand faster.harder and harder.I pounded!! Just as I was about to explode, I reached over with my right hand and grabbed that teen cock and started to pound it!! I felt him shove his butt back against me, letting me know that he was ready and 'on target'.
Then it hit!!!! I felt my balls explode and felt the surge of cum as it shot out from under my legs and travelled the distance out the tube on the bottom of my swollen, jerking manhood, spewing out of the tiny slit at the end and splattering all over the inside of Mitch's reamed-out man pussy!!! I almost blacked- out from the sheer ecstacy of it!!
At the same time, I heard a mewling little cry from in front of me. Then Mitch stood up straight, almost pulling himself off my pulsing, shooting cumgun and I felt his steel-hard, velvet-soft tool swell and jerk in my hand. "Unnnnggghhhhhh!" I heard him grunt somewhere deep inside. "Ooooohhhhhh, yeah, Peter! OOOoohhhh, yeah!" I could feel rope after rope of his pearly-white jizm erupting from the tall, strawberry tipped volcano pointing out from its surrounding field of dark, curly hair. I moved my left hand around to grab a handful of his marvelous young balls and felt them jerking upward into his pubic cavity with each pulse of his heat-hardened boycock!!
Each time his rod jerked and shot a load of his wonderful cream, his asshole tightened around my enflamed spear and sent another shudder through my body followed by an electrical charge shooting out between my legs and carrying another load of my own hot, thick jizm into him. Wow!!! Oh, god, yesssss!! This was good!! No.. this was great!!! Another jerk .. another round fired. .five.six. who knows how long it went on? Who was counting?? All I know is that it finally stopped and I had to grab around his waist with my arms to keep us both from just falling down.
We stood that way for what seemed like a long time -- but was probably only seconds. I leaned forward and kissed him on the back of his neck. "Welcome to the Chuck Wagon," I whispered. I think you're going to like it here."
Chuck came back into the room with several small wet towels and we cleaned ourselves off and began to retrieve and put our clothes back on. "I've gotta get home, guys. Mitch, why don't you stay here for a while. I'm sure Chuck and Rick and you can find something to do or talk about. You guys take care of him. Okay?"
"You can count on that," Chuck replied.
I think I know what he really meant.
Another story from CNJShore9. Let me know if you enjoyed it. .and let me know if you want to see more about Mitch. I will write back if you write (except flames, which will be ignored).