Jeff and I'd known each other about a year. I knew he was a muff diver. I'd watched him going after it several times when we'd fucked the same girl together, but I was surprised to find out he also liked to suck dick, especially big ones.
I couldn't believe it when one night, alone in the locker room, he confessed he'd like to give mine a try. It was big and swollen looking most of the time, but especially after it'd had a long workout in a tight pussy. He'd had the opportunity to see the result of that several times, close up.
I'd had some girls try before, but never another guy. I admit I was tempted, but for some reason I stalled, telling him I'd think about it. Then a few days later when he brought it up again, I let him try to get his mouth over it and even suck on it for a while, eventually surprising both of us by cuming in his mouth.
I'd thought it'd be just a once time thing, but he did it again the next night and a couple of nights after that. Since then it'd become a regular thing, something we did, but didn't talk about.
One night, as we were leaving the gym, Jeff seemed reluctant to separate. I knew what he wanted. Usually we'd go down to the basement of the gym or somewhere, I'd pull out my dick, he'd suck on it until I'd cum, and that was about it. Lately we'd been going to his apartment where things had begun to get more complicated. But that's another story.
That night, as we walked past a bar near his apartment, he stopped, looking in the door and musing about something. "Say," he said suddenly. "What would you think about another guy joining us? We could have a three-way." Unsure what he meant, I just shrugged.
As we went in, several guys looked up. Jeff nodded to some of them, but sat down next to one he seemed to know at the bar, a guy somewhat older than either of us. They talked for a minute, the guy often looking me over. Then they got up, and we walked out together.
Once outside the bar, Jeff introduced me to Chance, and the three of us went directly to his apartment. Jeff got each of us a beer from the fridge, and we talked for a few minutes standing around in the kitchen. Chance was an athletic, clean-cut sort of guy. I liked his deep voice and large hands. Later, when Jeff suggested we get with it, he went into the bathroom, and Jeff started pulling off his t-shirt.
"Get with what?" I asked.
"Our three-way," he replied, looking at me confused. "Have you forgotten already? We've had them before, you know, several times."
"Oh, you mean . . . well, yes," I shot back, "but not with another guy!"
"Oh, come on," he replied, maybe a bit embarrassed. "It's the same thing. The three of us get naked and have some fun getting each other off. I asked if you minded if he joined us, and you said no." I stared at him blankly, thinking maybe he was kidding, but he wasn't.
"I thought you meant to play cards or some kind of board game. This is not what we usually do. I don't even know the guy. Do you?"
"Well, I've seen him around," he responded, defensively. "You didn't know the girls very well either, so what's the difference? It's just sex." I stared at him blankly.
"Look, trust me. You can't lose. You'll have two guys getting you off instead of one. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, just cooperate and, you know what I mean, be nice to both of us."
I looked away from him, shaking my head, unable to believe this. Yes, I knew what he meant. I was used to Jeff sucking my dick. I admit I liked that, but I didn't know if I'd like what the other guy did it too.
"Come on," he coaxed. "It'll be something new. What do you say?" I looked at him, still unconvinced, slowly shaking my head in disbelief of what I was about to do.
"Well, I guess I could give it a try," I mumbled mostly to myself, "but I don't promise not to bail out if it gets to be too much to handle."
"Fine," Jeff exclaimed, tossing his shirt on the floor. "Now take off your clothes. You can leave your underwear on if you want to, but it'll come off pretty soon too."
Coming out of his jeans, Jeff kept his underwear on too. I reluctantly took off everything but my socks and underwear, and when Chance came out of the bathroom, carrying his clothes, he was also wearing underwear, if you can call it that. It was little more like a jock strap which barely contained his crotch.
Walking over, Jeff put his arm around him, saying something in his ear as he motioned me to join them in the center of the room. Looking past Jeff, Chance's eyes dropped to my crotch, ogling the bulge I could feel shifting heavily between my legs as I walked over to them, the three of us facing each other in a kind of huddle.
Immediately, they started feeling of each other, but I just stood there, not wanting to join in. Then suddenly I felt a hand slide under the sagging pouch of my underwear, squeezing its contents casually at first, but then more seriously.
Jerking back instinctively from the sensation, I felt Chance's large hand close around the generous bulge, looking down at it in amazement as he weighed its bulky mass in his hand, moving it slowly against his fingers, an almost painful expression coming into his face.
"Wow," he said in a breathless whisper, his eyes slowly lifting into mine. "Is that all you?" Then smiling slowly, his face colored as he realized the extent of what he was holding in his hand, "Oh, yeah," he sighed, "I can tell it is. This is going to be more fun than I thought."
Resenting the crude way he was groping me, my first reaction was to pull back from the odd, rather repulsive sensation of a guy openly feeling my package through the thin underwear. But, unwilling to give up the pleasure he got from it, he followed it with his hand, fondling it more urgently.
I wanted badly to pull away but, remembering what Jeff had said, I forced myself to stand there for what seemed like an eternity, allowing him to fondle and play around with my dick, manipulating it through my underwear until it began to thicken and swell noticeably. From the low moaning sounds he was making, he evidently liked what he was feeling, whether I did or not.
I tried to be patient, but it felt so strange to be handled like that by another guy, especially one I didn't even know, and especially the way he was doing it. I was used to Jeff just sucking my dick, not feeling around on everything like this guy was doing. That was hard to take.
Ignoring my reaction and obviously anxious to get his hands directly on my dick, Chance started trying to work it out of my underwear. Not willing to let him go that far, I moved back, pushing away his hands, more roughly than I'd intended.
He didn't much like that. Frowning, he seemed willing to wrestle me out of my underwear until Jeff quickly intervened, suggesting each of us take off his own when he was ready.
Neither Chance nor I made a move to comply. Breaking the stalemate, Jeff slid his own tight briefs down over his butt, his meat falling out of the pouch, hanging free between his legs, his dick already quite swollen and stretching out into its newfound freedom.
Chance looked at me, expecting me to follow Jeff's lead, but I didn't move. Giving up, he hooked his thumbs inside the thin, elastic band, inching his scanty briefs down over his groin, his dick and large balls swelling out over them. Then, pulling them off over his feet, he separated his rather large dick from his balls with one hand, massaging it until it swelled out of his grasp and then holding it against the palm of his hand for us to see.
I looked away, soon realizing they were both staring at me, indicating it was my turn. Chance was clearly anxious to see what I had, but I wasn't anxious to show him. He got excited enough just feeling of it. I knew when he actually saw it, he'd be all over me. He'd already begun trying "playfully" to help me out of my underwear with one and then both hands, jerking and pulling at it.
Moving away from him, the front of my then stretched briefs sagging down so far from the sheer weight of my meat that much of it was swelling up over the loose, exhausted waistband. I tried to stall, so wanting not to do this, but knowing I was going to have to. Finally I gave up, forcing myself to get it over with.
Turning toward them, but avoiding their eyes, I shoved my underwear down over my hips, and as it fell to the floor, I felt my exposed meat spread out loosely between my legs, painfully aware of my nakedness.
Fighting the desire to cover myself with my hand, I moved nervously from side to side, the whole time feeling Chance's eyes moving over my swollen meat, which by then hung loose and astonishingly full and heavy between my thighs, my dick swaying back and forth against them with every nervous movement of my body.
Glancing at him, I was struck by the hungry look on his face. He seemed stunned, smiling slightly as he stared at my meat, taking in the masculine lushness of what we both knew would soon be within his grasp, his face betraying an unsettling eagerness to get his hands and probably his mouth on it.
Jeff too was eager, but not as much as Chance, whose hand was already up against crotch, trying to feel my meat as much as I was trying to keep him from it. There was not much I could do to stop him. Soon he was aggressively fondling my heavy, but still flaccid dick as the three of us moved into the bedroom. I knew then I'd made a mistake to let it go this far, but everything was happening fast.
Apprehensively lying across the bed, I wound up in the middle between them, all four of their hands almost immediately moving somewhere on my naked and all too available body. Immediately claiming my groin, those large, powerful hands I'd admired earlier squeezed and pulled on my dick and low hangers as Chance expressed quite audibly his delight in at last feeling what he called my incredibly huge sausage of a cock and my bull sized balls which he judged heavy with cum.
At first, I thought I'd go berserk. I'd never felt any more helpless than that moment. In no way was I as ready for this as the other two, except maybe to get it over with. I tried to relax, as Jeff had said, but couldn't adjust easily to all that was happening and quickly became irritated and angry over being groped and felt of by actually both of them, rather like I was a woman.
Jeff and I'd never been naked in bed like this together before, and he was taking every advantage of it, sliding his hands and mouth over parts of my body he'd never touched but evidently been longing to. Chance was even more disgusting. His creepy moaning increased audibly from the intense pleasure he was taking playing with my swollen and heavily endowed groin, eagerly amusing himself with my swollen dick and balls as if they were his to enjoy as he pleased.
I looked at Jeff, trying to let him know I couldn't go through with this. He smiled and. leaning forward, began kissing me on the lips. Initially confused by and then repulsed by this, I pushed him away, less enthusiastic about that than almost anything else going on. He'd been pushing the limits of intimacy between us for weeks, but kissing was not yet part of our routine. This introduced a whole new level to our friendship which I didn't like.
Returning my attention to Chance, I felt his head between my thighs, his tongue leaving a trail of saliva where he'd licked and sucked my groin, tasting its warm, sensitive flesh. Repulsed by this, I tried to restrict his access, twisting my body as I pushed his head away.
This only excited him more, forcing him to fight for it even harder. Separating my thighs with his chin, he pushed his mouth against my scrotum, licking and sucking my balls, hungrily tasting their fullness as his hands slid anxiously up inside my soft inner thighs, exploring the tender areas of my groin.
Having so much to cope with all at once, I felt suddenly hopelessly vulnerable and helpless. I again looked to Jeff for help. He quickly moved his attention to Chance, moving his mouth over Chance's dick.
For a moment I relaxed somewhat, actually taking a few deep breaths. Chance seemed also to relax, enjoying Jeff's mouth on his dick while he satisfied himself with only moving his tongue slowly up and down the hugely bulging spine of the underside of my dick, sucking it up tightly against his soft lips.
Even repelled by the pleasure he took in doing it, I rather liked the sensation and, unfortunately, my dick showed it, its girth increasing rapidly the more his insatiable mouth consumed my groin, passionately but without the physical force he'd used earlier.
Holding one hand over its then hugely sensitive head, I shielded it from his mouth as I rested the other hand on his shoulder. I should probably have pushed his mouth off my dick, but as long as that was all he did, I let him to continue and, trying to catch my breath, laid back against the pillow, considering ways to back out of all this without causing a stink.
In time, I let my mind drift, giving into the all-consuming sensation of his lips and tongue over my dick, but also letting my guard down, too much. Suddenly I felt a keen, almost painful pressure envelop the tender head, immediately realizing Chance's lips were closed around it, his tongue swirling around its tender mushroom, sucking it further and further inside his warm, almost hot mouth.
I felt my body stiffen, gripped by the jolting and rather ambiguous sensation of his tongue relentlessly massaging the engorged girth of my shaft, which had begun to tingle incredibly from its relentless velvet pressure.
It wasn't an unpleasant feeling, but different from the way Jeff sucked it, not as easy to take, completely naked as I was then and in bed with two guys, one of whom I'd never even seen before. Realizing this, I poised my hand just above his head, wanting to pull his mouth off my dick, but at the same time reluctant to stop him. The feeling was so incredible I kept thinking, "No, I'll wait . . . maybe just a little longer."
Soon I actually began to crave the steadily mounting sensations which were taking over not only my dick, but my entire body. My hugely swollen dick instinctively lifted itself up into the relentless action of his mouth, pushing up into the sensation. Before long, I realized I'd stopped holding back, wanting more and more to empty the load I felt gathering inside my groin.
I loved it. I admit that. It was an incredible sensation, although I was having a hard time accepting it was his mouth on my dick. Closing my eyes, I tried to make my mind a blank, concentrating only on the sensation, not the guy himself and what, from him, I saw as disgusting.
Moaning audibly with satisfaction, he was really going after it, my body twisting against his, trying to cope with the incredible sensation of his tongue relentlessly bathing my thick, impossibly hard dick with long, sensuous swirls which were at times difficult to take. Yet he was beside himself, groaning loudly as he sucked what he called his pleasure from my groin.
Then, for some reason, his attention abruptly shifted. Holding the badly swollen head of my dick in his mouth, nursing it lightly, he slid his hands around onto my butt, squeezing their cheeks and probing their tight cleavage with his fingers until their tips lightly touched my velvet smooth asshole, on which he lingered, almost lovingly.
Instinctively pulling away from the pressure of his finger insinuating itself inside my ass, I found myself in a no win situation, trapped between the pressure of his mouth on one side and the pressure of his finger on the other.
Taking advantage of this, he parted the lips of my anus, pressing his finger inside me as he sucked even more firmly on the head of my dick.
The effect of this on my body was swift. Both sensations blending into one, I found myself actually enjoying what he was doing. It's hard to explain, but slowly relaxing, I allowed him to have his way, slowly fingering my ass as he sucked my dick, passively like a lazy animal nursing.
The desire to cum grew rapidly. I made no effort to hold it back. Then suddenly, and for no apparent reason, I felt his mouth ease on my dick, eventually letting it fall gently from his lips.
"Oh, that's nice," he said softly, looking for my reaction in my eyes as he teased my tight ass hole, forcing it to pucker and cling to his finger as he slid it repeatedly inside the tight opening, whispering at times incoherently in my ear.
"Yeah, oh, yeah . . . that's tight, and with quite a grip. You never let anybody in there before. Is that it?" Then, biting on my earlobe, he suggested, "What'd you say we give it a try. I think you'll like it."
Squirming against his finger, trying to pull off, I didn't reply. I was still confused and frustrated that he'd stopped sucking my dick when I was so close to cuming. Then, as he turned his head to Jeff, I heard him say there was some stuff in his jacket pocket, asking him if he'd roll a few joints.
"Try it out," he suggested. "No hurry. Bring one back with you." Then, as Jeff went into the other room, he said, "That's better. No need to share this with him. We'll keep it just between us."
"Look," I replied, trying to get out from under his body, "I just want to get off. I was so close to cuming just then, but you stopped."
"You think I don't know that?" he said, smiling quietly down at me as he stroked my red and hugely swollen dick up from the base. "This big guy's been leaking heavily for some time now."
Then squeezing the huge head, several beads of precum oozing from the slit, he looked down at me. "You know," he observed, softly, wiping them onto his finger tip, "this is the best lubricant you could want." Then rubbing the sticky fluid in circular motions against the swollen lips of my ass hole, forcing it playfully inside them, he looked into my eyes. "Feels good, doesn't it?"
I knew for sure, then, I had to act.
"Look," I exclaimed, trying to pull his finger out of me. "I know what you've got in mind, but no guy's ever done that to me, and I don't intend to let you. I was coming home with Jeff to get my dick sucked. That's all I'm interested in."
"Sure, sure, I understand," he assured me, calmly stretching the sides of my anus with his finger. "Trust me. I want your load, all of it. But first, let me slide my dick up in here and give your prostate a little massage. You'll cum like a son of a bitch then."
So far, I'd been pretty nice to him, as Jeff had said I should, but this was too much. I didn't want any part of it.
"Well, you can forget that," I replied, trying to shove his body off mine. "I don't need to cum like a son of a bitch. Just getting off is enough for me."
Chance started to reply, but at that moment, Jeff came back into the bedroom, carrying a lighted joint and surprising both of us. Seizing the opportunity, I lifted Chance's body forcefully off of mine and, scooting to the edge of the bed, I turned on my side away from him, my hugely swollen dick swaying out from my body, conspicuously neglected.
Staring down at it, Jeff handed the joint to Chance and, taking advantage of the opportunity, lowered his mouth down over my dick, sucking it down almost into his throat as he pulled up up on the bed.
That felt wonderful. My dick responded immediately to the familiar sensation of his warm mouth sucking in slow, deep strokes over its thickening girth. I relaxed my body against the bed, my head resting on the pillow next to Chance as he sat up on the bed, taking a few tokes on the joint as I thrust up into the surging velvet of Jeff's lips, waiting for him to deep throat it once more as he often did at the moment I'd wad off in his mouth.
My head twisting in anticipation against the sheet, I gave into the sensation, at last moving toward the orgasm I'd come there for. But as I did, I felt something moving against my cheek and mouth. Opening my eyes, I realized Chance was smearing the head of his dick against my lips.
My initial reaction was to pull away, but as my nostrils filled with the strong scent of his crotch, I was drawn toward it. Then, as he turned his body slightly, I felt his thick bush press against my face and mouth, its masculine aroma inhibiting my breathing as the head of his dick pressed against my lips, slowly insinuating itself between them.
Relaxing my mouth, actually trying to breathe from it, I felt his hand on my cheek, guiding the head of his dick between my lips and then suddenly sliding beyond them, filling my mouth with its bulk, its tip against my tongue.
My lips closing involuntarily against his dick, my mouth at once filled with the salty taste of his sweat and dried precum. I tried to swallow, but as I did, my tongue was forced to suck the soft, warm sides of his dick. Every time I did, its pungent taste permeated my mouth with the fluids from his groin.
Responding immediately, Chance pressed his groin against my mouth, breathing heavily as his dick wallowed inside the moist warmth of my mouth. Yielding to the pressure, although repulsed by the thought of what was happening, I relaxed my mouth against its firmness, moving it curiously around in my mouth, perhaps even, at times, sucking it lightly.
Pressing my head back against the pillow, I tried to slide back off his dick, but failed. Having too much to handle, I held it in my mouth, at the same time thrusting up into the sensation of Jeff's mouth on my dick, hoping I'd soon cum.
Audibly loving this, Chance squeezed my shoulders, thrusting at times so deeply inside my mouth that, unprepared for it, I felt as if I were going to gag, but didn't, although he continued to thrust his dick against my tongue, taking advantage of the situation. I tried to relax my mouth, continuing for several moments to swallow the saliva that flooded my mouth. For a time, this worked, until I'd think about what was happening. what I was actually doing and to whom.
I'd never had anyone's dick in my mouth before and didn't want his, but at the same time, I was intrigued not only by the sensation of its soft firmness swelling against the sides of my mouth, but also by listening to his moaning submission of control of his dick to me.
I smiled at the thought of having that power over him and what I could do with it as a source of revenge. For a time, I sucked the tender head of his dick firmly, actually enjoying his futile attempts to stop me. Then it occurred to me he could cum in my mouth at any time and with no warning. I didn't want that.
Trying to work my way, somewhat reluctantly, off Chance's dick, I pushed my head into the pillow, moving my hands down between my spread thighs, cradling Jeff's head as he continued to suck my dick, deep throating it several times until at one point, I lost control.
Suddenly I felt a load of cum surge from the head of my dick, Jeff plunging it deep inside his throat. Gripped by that sensation, I closed my mouth tightly around Chance's dick, sucking it savagely as yet a second orgasm gripped my body.
Again I felt a felt a gush of cum empty from my groin, but this time I also tasted a warm fullness of something on my tongue, a strange sensation I'd never felt before. Involuntarily swallowing its fullness, I realized what was happening. Chance had cum at the same time, and it was now in my body.
For a moment, I went berserk. Closing my thighs against Jeff's head, I halted the strangely painful movement of his mouth over my dick as I pushed against Chance's body. But he held my mouth on his dick as he emptied yet a second and heavier load of his sperm into my mouth, which I had no choice but to swallow, as I gasped for breath.
Withdrawing his dick from my mouth, holding it close against his body, Chance laid back against the bed, panting and moaning faintly. Relinquishing my exhausted dick, Jeff made his way to the bathroom. I lay motionless, thinking and then trying not to think about what had just happened.
That was several weeks ago. Since then, Jeff and I have not talked about that night at all. He's sucked me off a couple of times since then, but only in the basement of the gym, as before. I haven't seen Chance again, yet.
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