Brent (Part 2)
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Brent by John -- bokjay123@hotmail.com
Part II
Well, I have to come back to this story and finished it off. I thought I had, but as time has gone on, so many things have happened to change my life that I said to myself, you can't leave this as it is. So off we go again and I'll bring you all up to date.
Brent finished at Sussex University, full honours and everything. Our time together looked like coming to an end, as he had to go back to Jakarta. But we made plans that I would go with him for a holiday, I had not been off anywhere since the last time there three years before. Whatever happened to us, well the outcome would be put off just a little longer.
I bought my ticket and got everything planned. Then fate struck. The week before we were due to leave, my company, which had been taken over by another around six months previous, announced that we were being made redundant and the operation was being transferred to the London headquarters. At first, I thought to cancel my vacation, but then I thought why not, I don't have a job to come back to, I can go for as long as I like till my money runs out. Time enough to think about a new job when I come back to England. So that was it, we took off to Indonesia together with me hoping to get a longer vacation than I had originally planned.
We had three weeks of fun, going to various resorts, clubbing late into the night, eating at some pretty fine restaurants and of course, lots of fantastic sex. As the days rolled around towards my departure, I was thinking more and more about what we were going to do, say goodbye and go back to England or what. If I went back, it would be a slim chance to keep the relationship going, we both knew.
For the last few days, we were back in Jakarta and Brent began to make arrangements to start a job he had secured. Instead of staying at a hotel, we lived at his cousin's apartment, which he intended to share as his home was too far distant from where he would be working. Brent wanted me to stay on and I might have if the problem with the language put that firmly out of the question. It would be very hard to find a job, not being exactly qualified for anything special and not speaking the lingo.
When things looked like they would not work out, Brent's cousin Disee, came to the rescue. His Uncle ran a school teaching typing, computer programmes and stuff like that. He had mentioned me in passing and his uncle asked if I would be interested in teaching English to some classes. I said no, I was bad enough as a student without thinking I could ever be a teacher. But Disee said I had to meet his Uncle, so I went along just to see what would be required. He was keen that I should do it, and brushed aside the fact that I was not a professional teacher, he said all I had to do was read from a book and correct the mistakes of the class when they read it, anyone who spoke English could do it, he said!
I talked it over with Brent, it was not an official job and it was only part-time. I would have to take care not to be caught, as I didn't have a work permit. But the pay whilst small would cover what it cost to eat and the apartment was already taken care off. They all pressed me to try, give it a go.
So I said yes! Wow, being in a class with lots of very eager students was pretty nerve-racking. But it was as he said, I just read out of their textbooks and had them repeat the phrases, tried to get them improve their pronunciation. In fact, it wasn't bad after the first few days, well afternoons really. To be honest they were improving my English as I had to read carefully and answer questions about the passages. I tried hard not to make mistakes and I learnt a few rules I had missed at my own school!
It was great staying with Brent and living together as partners. He was off to work before eight, leaving me in bed in the morning. I walked to the school for one o'clock and was there till around six or seven. I soon got talking to one of the other teachers and she started me off learning the local language. So I was back to school as a teacher and student at the same time. Neat!
Our social life was curtailed quite a bit, in fact, we didn't go out too much at first. Brent was keen to do his best with his job and often brought work home as did Disee. I also tried to bring my lifestyle into line with what I earned, treats were reserved for weekends or if midweek, on Disee.
His cousin was a really nice guy and spoke English quite well. He was the same age as Brent and was his best mate for as long as he could remember. He was also the one with whom he discovered sex, learning about j/o at a very early age, they practised together as often as possible even up to them going to college, he told me. As teenagers, they used each other to experiment on hearing about sex at school. Brent never said Disee was gay, but it as obvious they didn't mind helping each other out right up till Brent left for England, so I guess he was at least bi.
Disee was the same height as Brent, but much more stocky and well made, as if he may have done weights at some time, but not too much. He was handsome too, a similar face to Brent but a little more square in the jaw. When we were out, he was the leader, say at a restaurant or bar and we were short of chairs, Disee was the guy to quickly sort it out. He soon knew my food tastes and would order dinner without really asking my preference, knowing exactly what would suit me. He was never wrong. The kind of guy when he spoke, people always listened. But having said that, he was fairly quiet and never pushy, and had a great sense of humour and loved a good joke even when it was on him. He knew himself and got on with it if you know what I mean.
So this was how it was for a couple of months when two things happened. The first was my job. Disse's Uncle must have been pleased with me because he arranged for a few strings to be pulled and I got a work permit. Legal and with a little pay rise. Not much mind, but he also asked if I was prepared to give extra lessons to families who for whatever reason, didn't want or couldn't send their sons or daughters to the school. I said yes, of course. So starting with just a couple of students at first, I made visits to houses, usually nice ones, and gave private lessons to members of generally well to do families. I received quite a lot of extra cash for this, which was welcome, and I guess the uncle received quite a bit more than me, so we were all happy.
The second thing was sex. As the weeks went by and we felt more easy-going around the apartment, I guess our petting and gropes outside of the bedroom became more frequent. Disee couldn't fail to notice, although we didn't try and rub it in his face. One particular evening we were watching a video, me and Brent on the sofa with Disee on the floor leaning against it. We were cuddled up watching, with hands occasionally squeezing here and there (we were just wearing shorts) as you do, when I started to get horny. A wandering hand from Brent eventually came across my boner and pretty soon he was the same way. Not thinking too much, I had quickly pulled down his zip and flicked open the top button for better access. We were still watching the video or trying too, but soon our secondary occupation became the only entertainment as we started smooching, feeling, stroking and gently playing with each other's dicks.
At what point our private petting became public I don't know, but somewhere along the line, our cocks were out of our shorts and I may have even had my head fastened down on his. Then bringing me back to the here and now, I heard Brent talking to Disee. I looked around to find him watching us instead of the film. He had his hand on his crotch and was in an obvious state of excitement. They said a few things to each other and then Brent said we were making him horny and he would love to join in or just watch if we wanted to go further. What did I think about it? Well, I didn't think about it, I just said "yes why not," but not to any particular question.
"Mmm," Brent said, "this should be fun." My head was pushed onto his cock and I resumed one of my favourite hobbies. When I tugged at his shorts so as to get to his balls and lick them, he raised his hips off the sofa and pushed them and the briefs down to his ankles. As I went back to the work in hand, Brent worked my shorts down my legs. I didn't look at Disee and kept him out of my mind. I had never had sex with more than one partner and if I thought about this, I knew I would get embarrassed in some way, so better not to, just keep my mind full of just what was slipping in and out of my mouth.
Even when Brent pulled me off his cock and stood up facing me, I didn't look anywhere but at his cock, not one inch to the left or right. I sat on the edge of the sofa and Brent stood in front, rocking backwards and forwards into my mouth with his long cock. I knew he was horny, his cock had that couple of extra pounds per square inch pressure behind it, stretching it to the limit although he was not ready for cuming yet. Just plain horny.
He started face fucking me a little harder, I knew his steam was rising when he put his hands on the back of my head so I couldn't back off, and don't I just love that! When I thought he was going for the home run, he abruptly pulled his cock from my mouth and deftly turned me around, half lying on the sofa with my knees on the floor. When I turned, it was away from Disee so I still didn't have to acknowledge in my mind that he was there.
I could feel the vibrations from Brent, I knew he was really worked up and had that urgency about his movements that signalled a dire need. The second I turned around on the sofa, he put some spit over my asshole and covered my back with his body. He nibbled around my neck and shoulders, his nose running up the nape of my neck, lifting me to cloud nine instantly. His cock found my entrance and his speed at sliding home surprised me, as well as taking my breath away. He left me no time to think about that though, for he was soon pounding my ass with that long poker of his. The quickness of it all seemed to catch me out at every turn, I had not seen him as desperate as this before.
He stopped once, lifted my hips further round onto the sofa and pulled up my shoulders so instead of burying my head into the cushion, I was up on my arms. He then pulled up my head rather sharply, I opened my eyes and in front of my face was the cock of Disee.
Brent resumed his pleasure in my ass, but I was shocked at the sight in front of my face. Okay, Disee had a great body, another story all on its own, but what was between his legs caused me to shudder. Brent had a long, long cock, but this wasn't long, maybe only six to seven inches. But my oh my, it was fat, fat, fat, fat, fat!!! One of the fattest cocks I ever did see. Brent was pushing my head forward and I was resisting while I had a good look. But between them they won, Brent pushed my head down and Disee pushed his hips forward. No contest for them, only for me. I thought I would not get it in, but it did, just removed some teeth on the way! I had to stretch my jaw and it was soon aching in having to keep it so wide. Have you ever seen a snake dislocate its jaw to take the prey? Well, I had just about the same feeling. It was very hard work for me. Brent was pounding my ass and Disee pounding my mouth.
For survival, I soon found a position where it was not too uncomfortable and a turn-off. Luckily Brent had the big turn on effect with me, his pounding my ass was just how I liked it. This kept me going whilst I learned the best way to take Disee and get into a good rhythm with them both. After a few more minutes, I was positively enjoying this double end fucking. But no sooner had I learnt to handle them and was feeling relaxed, Brent had had enough and machine-gunned my ass right up to unloading his cargo as deep as he could get. What he was saying I couldn't understand, but I gathered he was doing a running commentary to Disee, who, wound up on his blow by blow account, fired his load into my mouth a few seconds later. Exhausted when they pulled out, I dropped down onto the sofa.
But afterwards, Brent was concerned as to how I felt. I told him it was good, another dimension to our sex. He asked me if I would do it again, I told him it was fine, I enjoyed it. A really strange kind of feeling for me, being taken by these two. Knowing Brent liked it as well, I didn't have a problem at all. Disee also showed me a lot of concern, as if he was scared he had pushed me to do something I didn't want. I had to make a big show of telling him it was fine, for them to accept and relax, even going so far as to fool about wanting to do it again, so as to make us laugh.
Another small turning point was that after this night, none of us bothered too much about what we wore around the flat. I was never concerned in England, being nude when I slept, often I ate my breakfast before I thought of getting dressed. Out here in Jakarta, it was at that back of my mind about being in someone else's house and having to act properly. While we didn't walk around nude, just briefs were now quite respectable and going between the shower and bedroom naked was also in order. You can't be shy with someone you have just had sex with is what I say!
I had more of Disee at the following weekend. We had stayed in bed late and Disee brought us some coffee. I had just woken up and as Brent pushed down the covers when he sat up, my early morning boner was there for all to see. Brent pulled it around a bit, making some jokes about me always being horny. In no time, Disee had a boner too, he was only in his briefs so he couldn't keep it quiet. Brent was amused by this and with one joke and another, soon he had Disee straddle my chest and put it into my mouth. I did the needful for a while, but then Brent wanted Disee off and pulled me halfway down the bed. He then had Disee kneel over my head from the pillow, while he pulled my legs up and folded them back towards my shoulders.
It was soon apparent, that once sex started with these two and one did something, it was a great turn on to the other. They fed on each other's actions, keen to watch every move the other made as we had sex. You could say a feeding frenzy with me as the meat!
They faced each other over me, Disee pushing his cock down into my mouth, then moving forward to let me lick and suck his balls. When I licked behind them, he put his weight down, sitting on my face while I sucked at the sensitive area up to his ass-hole. Brent meanwhile was stuffing his cock into my hole, filling me up with a need for more and more. In this position, he could jack me off, although he was careful not to make me cum.
When he got to the point when he would make his home run and finish me off, he pulled out instead. Keeping my legs well back, he moved to the side and told Disee to take his place. (I couldn't understand when they talked to each other though, my knowledge of the language was still at child level)
I was a bit scared at this, but it looked as if I didn't have any say. Brent applied some more spit to my ass and to Disee's cock, working it up and down till he was satisfied it was hard enough. He brought it to the mark and told him to push. Just being fucked was obviously a good starter, but from the moment he started to push it home, I thought my life was about to end. He was gentle, as gentle as an elephant can get, that is. Brent worked my cock, which had decided to take a sleep and his hand didn't seem to be able to wake him. Disee pushed harder and harder. A sweat broke out on my face. I squirmed and squirmed trying to ease the way in but the effort was making my skin into goosebumps. Just at the moment when I was going to tell him to stop, he got past the door and took a rest.
I felt as if a marrow was in there. But Brent was all for him to try more and more. He did, pushing forward, easing a little back and then pushing hard again. I think it was my nervousness as much as anything that was making it difficult. After all, Brent had been at my ass for a couple of years now so it should have gone in easier than it was. Finally, he gave a lunge forward putting his full weight behind in an effort to get all the way in. I shouted out, couldn't help it. When Brent said it was all home, I sighed with relief and relaxed a little. Disee didn't move for a while and Brent did his best to get me back hard again. He sucked me a while, licked my nipples and played with the back of my neck. It worked, I got my feeling back, then I got my horny feeling back and wriggled against the cock jammed up me.
It was the signal that Disee had been waiting for. He started to fuck me. Oh! Brent's long cock was one thing, but this big fat cock stretching me was quite another. So different, it was like another kind of sex. One wasn't better than the other, just so completely unlike. But it wasn't long before I got into it, loving the feeling of being split in two by a big fat cock. Brent was almost jumping up and down he was so turned on. He sat over my face so that I could lick his balls and he jacked himself watching me being fucked by this monster. I couldn't move, but the whole emotion had me turned on so. No-one was touching my cock, but when I felt Disee speed up to his climax and felt that cock seemingly get even bigger, I came a bucket full over my stomach and chest. Brent soon followed, adding his load over mine and then Disee let go inside me, his hot juices burning as they pumped out and filled my ass. I couldn't help but groan loudly, the feeling of being held down by these two bodies and the thoughts of all cock and cum, I could have screamed for all I was worth.
As so it has gone on, Brent and me sharing our bodies as needed, and Disee joining in every so often for what was really heavy sex, with me on the receiving end. I like it, I really do. When I am with Brent and it's my mood to take him, I can do for as long as I want, and when we are all together and that mood is there, I can be taken by both of them more than a few times each. Strange I would say, like two people within myself, but we all enjoy the arrangement, so it continues.
Disee is the top man in our group and he never messes around with Brent or anyone else, (although he will sometimes take hold of Brent's cock and play with it before putting it to my ass or mouth if Brent is busy elsewhere with his hands). But there is another side to him as well. Occasionally, he will sit near me, say when Brent is busy with work he has brought home. I know the signs now, he will do something affectionate, nothing dramatic, just a touch or a squeeze or whatever. Then he talks to Brent, I know by the tone of his voice as they talk quietly and I guess he asks if it is okay, that he is in that mood. After some conversation, he will say to me, "Would I like to go to his room?"
We go there, with Brent's approval, and he is a completely changed man. Its Disee that sucks my cock and asks me to fuck him, well not exactly asking, but he turns over when he is ready, not having to say any words. And then I do, give him everything and he groans and whimpers and sticks his ass out for more. It's a great feeling to be in the driving seat with his powerful body. I am sure he could put me on the floor in a couple of seconds if he wanted, but when in this situation, with him doing anything I want, well it really gives me a big kick! But this is not a usual carry on, perhaps only once a month or six weeks say, but when the time is right, he needs a good fucking and enjoys it tremendously.
By six months, I had a regular income with private students from the school and Brent had got his feet under the table with his job. I had got to know my way around Jakarta with visiting so many homes and had enough of the language under my belt to get about without too much difficulty. Things were good. I was pleased how it had worked out and had no desire to be back in England again. But things rarely stay the same, do they?
End of Part 2
Any comments on the story are welcome to John -- bokjay123@hotmail.com