Christmas On Campus

This is a continuation of an earlier story, Christmas On Campus. If you have not read it, or have forgotten it, you might want to go back and read it first.

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Christmas On Campus

Part II

On the way to the motel to meet Rich, I couldn't get our phone conversation out of my mind. Rich wanted to fuck me. He wanted to fuck my ass. I had chills up and down my spine every time I rewound the conversation back in my head. Up till that time, I hadn't even wondered what it would be like being on the receiving end of a hard cock in my ass. Rich and I had talked about ass fucking before, but he never once brought up wanting to take my ass and it was always about how good he felt when I was fucking him.

"I can't really describe it but it feels like I'm about to cum every time your cock rubs my prostate as you fuck me. It's so intense!" he said in one of our post fuck conversations. I didn't press him for more information. I was just glad he liked getting fucked!

I was nervous as hell when I got the key to the room. The lady at the register told me Rich had already checked in about an hour ago.

I heard the shower running when I walked in the room. "Not bad," I thought, looking around. It was a nice sized room with 2 queen beds, a small balcony with a nice view of the wooded hills, and a small table on one end. I threw my bag down and took my coat off and sat down on one of the beds. Before I could think much of anything, the shower stopped and I heard the curtains being pulled to the side. In a few moments, Rich walked out naked, a towel over his head, drying his hair and humming a tune.

"Wow! He's packed on some muscle!" I thought as I assessed his body from top to bottom. Rich Logan had moved up to being a first rate stud. His chest and pecs were definitely thicker and more defined, tapering to a trimmer waistline. He also had a serious six-pack going on and his arms were a lot bigger. Fuck, his triceps danced as he was drying off. Yep, Rich definitely graduated to stud status.

"Oh Geezussss, you fucking scared me!" he yelled, jumping back as he realized he wasn't alone in the room anymore. "When did you get here?" he asked, trying to cover himself up with his towel. I was slightly amused at how embarrassed he was about being naked in front of me, especially after everything we'd done.

"Literally just walked in," I replied, standing up. "It's great to see you again, Rich", I said as I walked up to him. He had a deer in the headlights look in his eyes, not at all sure what to do as I stood about a couple of inches away from him. I took charge and grabbed him in a bear hug and kissed him in the neck, smelling his freshly showered skin.

"Great to you see you too, Jason!" he gasped, like the wind getting knocked out of him for a second. "God I missed you!" He returned the hug, sliding his hands up and down my broad back.

"Man, you've gained some serious muscle since the last time I saw you." I said, pulling back from the hug and giving him an openly admiring look, then I felt his arms. “Come on, show me those arms.”

He was embarrassed but I made him flex his biceps and wrapped my hand around the hard solid flesh. Actually, my fingers wouldn’t reach all the way around. "Damn! That's impressive as hell, Rich. This too,” I added, as I felt his thick, hard pecs. He sort of ducked away, laughing, like I was tickling him. “And what the fuck is this…..you’re carrying around your own fuckin’ six pack now.” I punched him in the stomach. “Damn. It’s like hitting a rock.” I was really getting to him, but I liked embarrassing him.

"Thanks," he replied, blushing. "I needed to channel my anger and frustration somewhere so what better way than to work out, right?"

I felt a sudden flash of anger at what he was referring to. "Fucking Cooke! He never should've done the things he did to you! I'm so sorry, Rich, I didn't know what he….."

He interrupted me right there with a hand in my face. "Hey, I'm alright now. And you're here now. And besides, you made him pay for it.….."

"I sure did," I said, grinning. "And I've got the tape to prove it!" I grabbed my bag and pulled out a tape and proudly showed it off like it a winning trophy. "Wanna see what I did to the fucker?"

"Maybe a little later," he said, and I realized that he was staring at my body. "Right now why don't you make yourself comfortable." He took a few steps towards me and started lifting up my shirt. I was surprised at how eager I was to 'get comfortable', my arms shooting straight up to make easier for him to undress me. He took a step back after my shirt was off, his eyes raking over my upper body with a hunger I missed seeing.

"Godd, you're beautiful. I missed worshiping this body," he said hoarsely, his hands cupping my firm pecs. I gasped as he tweaked my nipples with his fingers, my cock going from soft to rock hard in a matter of seconds. His hands went lower, caressing my six pack, playing with the hair below my navel. He always loved my treasure trail. He knelt down in front me and stared at my crotch, his hands slightly trembling as he began to unbutton my jeans. “I’ve missed this…I’ve missed you,” he whispered hoarsely.

The way his hands were trembling as he fumbled with the buttons, I very gently brushed his hand away and undid them myself, then left it to him when my fly was open. He curled his fingers in the waistband of my jeans and my briefs and pulled them down.

He gasped as my pants fell to the floor and my hard cock almost slapped him in the face. "Oh fuck, I missed this cock!" he hissed and suddenly it was in his mouth and he was sucking my cock as if his life depended on it…..Godd, like a hungry wolf on a piece of raw meat.

"Aaaahhhh fuck!" I groaned, tossing my head back from the pleasure his mouth was giving me. "Nobody sucks cock as good as you man." He knew I wasn’t calling him a cocksucker; it was just true, and he took pleasure in giving me such pleasure. I missed how much Rich loved sucking my cock, paying attention to what I liked and what got me off. I thought my balls were about to burst as his hands played with them. He then tore himself from my cock and bent lower to nuzzle under my balls and started to lick them, swallowing each of them in his mouth as he played with them with his tongue.

"Yeah! Suck my balls, play with them!" I hissed, my hands playing with his damp hair.

"Let's get you naked" he said, pushing me back so I fell across the bed. He undid my shoes and pulled my pants and briefs completely off. He was still kneeling in front of me, one hand holding my throbbing cock up. "I forgot how big your cock was," he said, sounding in awe before going down on it again. I threw my head back in the pillow and groaned from the pleasure he was giving me.

"Fuck, yeah! Take it! Take it all the way! Deep throat my cock. Suck the juice out of it," I babbled as his lips slid up and down my shaft. Then he did one of his favorite things; he took just the head and started flicking it his tongue along the underside. His hands were roaming all over my body before they stopped at my nipples again and he started to pinch them. I gasped again at the sensation, my mind on overdrive at all that was coming at me. Rich continued to worship my cock and balls, making little whimpering noises between the wet, slurping sounds. After a while he stood up and began rummaging through his bag. He came back with a big bottle of lube and a small bottle that I recognized as poppers.

"Been a while since I’ve been fucked," he said hoarsely, opening the bottle of lube and drizzling it all over my throbbing dick. "I sure hope I can still take this monster." He stepped up on the bed and straddled me. I leaned up and spread my hands around his muscular thighs. Fuck, he looked like a Colossus standing over me like that. I lay back down and he squatted on top of me till the opening of his ass was resting on the tip of my cock. He grabbed the bottle of poppers and inhaled deeply, giving it a minute to take effect and handing me the open bottle before he started bearing down on me. I took the bottle but capped it; I didn’t need poppers to enhance this experience…Rick’s tight, hot ass sliding down onto my cock was all the enhancement I needed.

"Aaaaaaaawwww fuck!!" he moaned, his face clenched tightly as the head popped through his asshole. "God it hurts!" He took another hit of poppers to calm himself down. Slowly, he began sinking my cock into him. I felt his asshole stretch wide open, my cock burrowing through his insides, shoving up through his guts, pushing obstacles out of the way. "OOhhhhhh," he gasped as my pubes pressed hard against his butt muscles, my cock buried to the hilt.

"That feels awesome!" I moaned, my hands holding onto his firm thighs. "You feel so alive inside!"

He slowly started to pull off my cock a little and sit back down on it again, each time taking more of my cock in and out of his tight hole. Gradually, he was bouncing up and down my pole at a faster pace, sometimes pulling off till only the tip of my cock was inside before slamming back down on it again.

"Fuck I missed this cock!" he groaned. "I missed getting fucked by a stud! Fuck me good, man!"

"You wanna get fucked good?" I asked, pushing myself up to a sitting position. This brought my face up within inches so that I could feel his breath on my face. We looked at each other, our faces flushed from the fucking, our eyes filled with lust. He grabbed my head and smashed his lips on mine, his tongue forcing my mouth open. I kissed him back with the same hunger.

"Yeah, fuck me good. It's been too long," he whispered. "Take control stud. Make it good.”

I grabbed his thighs and pushed us to a standing position. I turned us around and layed Rich back on the bed with me on top, not once letting my cock disconnect from his slick hole. I brought his thighs up to my shoulders and bore down on him, sawing my cock in and out, slamming it so hard into him I thought I was gonna bruise my balls from the impact.

"I'm gonna fuck you good now, Logan. Fuck you harder than you've ever been fucked in your life,” I said, looking down on him as the sweat dripped off my face onto his body.

He just moaned, his eyes rolling in the back of his head, his mouth slightly open, whimpering as I slammed into him repeatedly.

We fucked like that for a half hour before I began to feel my load building inside me. All this time, Rich was rock hard, his cock leaking a large amount of precum so I knew he was feeling good too. His hands were caressing my ass cheeks, rubbing them, squeezing them, making them feel good.

"I'm not gonna last much longer, Rich," I gasped. "Do you want me to cum inside you?"

"Yeah, cum inside me, Jason, like always. I wanna feel that load in my asshole," he moaned, suddenly slapping both my ass cheeks hard, making me groan loudly. He continued to slap my ass cheeks hard till I could feel a burning sensation and a sharp sting every time he did it. "God my ass is gonna be hurting," I thought, but murmured the thought out loud.

"If you like that, you're gonna love what I'm gonna do next," he said, grabbing the bottle of lube and slicking his fingers with it. I only partly paid attention to what he said, my head still on overload from the fuck I was giving him and from the stinging in my ass so when a couple of his lubed up fingers started to probe around in my asshole, I jumped, startled.

"Relax, big guy," he said, looking at me, slightly amused at the shocked expression on my face. "I'm only gonna rub your hole. It'll feel good. I promise."

In all the time that he and I have hooked up either by ourselves or with Cooke, Rich hadn't played with my asshole. The closest he had come was licking the underside of my balls, but never reaching my hole. I jumped again as his fingers glided up and down my hole. My asshole clenched tight shut.

"Ohhh!!" I moaned. I hated to admit it but it actually felt good. "Fuck!! What are you doing, Rich?" I asked, trying to sound annoyed after recovering from the initial shock of having my ass played with.

"Don't tell me you don't like how it feels," he said, rubbing my asshole with his finger like a jackhammer.

"Motherfuck!" I almost yelled, burping up a good load of precum inside him. If I didn't have such good self-control I would’ve lost it right then and there.

"Thought so," he smirked. "Didn't think it was possible but I could've sworn I just felt your cock get harder. Relax, Jason. I'm not gonna do anything you're not gonna enjoy. Scout's honor."

I didn’t even know if Rich had ever been in the scouts, but I trusted him. I stopped fucking him and concentrated on how good he was making my hole feel. After a little while, I began to relax a little and enjoy this new sensation. Rich's fingers kept rubbing on my hole getting it used to the sensation till it wasn't clenched so tight anymore. Eventually, he had lodged one of his fingers firmly at opening of my hole, moving it in a vibrating motion, sending goose bumps all over my body and a tingling sensation down my balls.

"Now start fucking me again, stud. I'm still waiting to feel your cum blow inside my ass," he whispered.

"I am so ready it's only gonna take a couple of minutes before you feel it," I said. I began to pump in and out of him again and sure enough, after a couple of minutes, I was ready to cum.

"Awww fuck I'm gonna blow!" I yelled, slamming into him one final time before I felt my cum surging through my cock.

At the exact same time, Rich plunged his finger in my ass as far it would go, rubbing something inside me that amplified the intense sensation I was feeling tenfold.

"Ohhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck!!" I yelled in shock as cum squirted inside him. My eyes widened at the feeling in my backside and my mouth hung open, making whimpering sounds.

As I looked down at Rich, I saw him aim his hard cock upwards, his cum hitting him in the face, and neck and as well as my chest. I collapsed on top of him, breathing heavy, my mind reeling at the best fuck I had ever had, trying to process everything we just did. I must've blacked out for a short while because I came to with Rich squirming underneath me.

"You alright there stud?" he whispered in my ear. I raised my head up and looked at him before nodding. He reached up and kissed me on the lips, his eyes cautious, gauging my reaction. "How you feeling?"

"Like I just had the best fuck of my life and can now die happy," I croaked, smiling. Rich laughed a little at my remark. I rolled off him and laid beside him and immediately fell asleep.

I don't know how long I was out but when I woke up, I was alone in bed. I heard the shower curtain being pulled open and saw Rich walk out of the bathroom drying his hair again.

"Hey sleepyhead," he said, walking towards the bed. "You sleep alright?" I nodded, getting up, trying to shake the sleep out of my system. "Go get a shower and then let's get a bite to eat. I'm starved!"

I padded to the bathroom and turned the shower on. I let the warm water run over my body and stood there for a while. I couldn't forget the sensation going through my body when Rich was playing with my ass like that. "Calm down. He said he wasn't gonna do anything you wouldn't enjoy," a voice inside my head reasoned. "Just go with the flow. Who knows, you might end up enjoying a little assplay."

I instinctively reached back and ran my index finger over my asshole. Before Rich had touched it, I wouldn't have thought anything about running a soapy finger over my ass-trench. It was just a routine when I showered to make sure I was clean. Now, it felt like my ass had a life of its own. My dick started to get hard the minute my finger ran across it. I couldn't deny I enjoyed getting my ass played with now.

"You agreed to meet Rich even though you know he wants to fuck you, you moron! Now you're all worried and up tight coz he played with your ass?" I fought off the conflicts going on inside my head as I started to wash the cum off my chest and stomach. I got out of the shower and dried myself off, resolved to enjoy my time here with my ex-roomie as much as possible.

Dinner at a nearby diner was good. Rich and I got caught up with what we've been doing the past six months since he left. He told me all about transferring to Nebraska and his life there and I told him about some of the people we both know at our college.

He also told me how he met a few guys who were into working out and when they asked him to join them at the gym, he jumped at the chance.

"Well it definitely paid off in spades, Rich. You look damn good," I said.

"Thanks," he replied, blushing a little. "Not as hot as you but at least I could give you a run for your money now." I laughed at the last statement, telling him to dream on, but I knew he was right. I was glad we played in different fields!

There was a full service bar at the restaurant and before dinner was over, I'd had enough to definitely have a damn good buzz going. Rich had a pretty good buzz going on too but I definitely had more to drink than he did. I usually wasn't a big drinker but I was still nervous as to how far Rich wanted to push me sexually and I needed the booze to calm me down and give me courage.

"Let's get outta here before you bleed their liquor cabinet dry you lush," Rich said, getting up.

"What??? I only had a few???" I protested, grinning widely.

He rolled his eyes at me and laughed as we walked out. The fresh air helped kill the buzz but I still was feeling no pain when we rolled back to the hotel room.

"I'm glad you're here, Jason," he said as we entered the room. "I didn't think you'd show after our last conversation. I thought I might've said the wrong thing on the phone."

I was dreading this conversation but I knew it was inevitable. The alcohol helped steady my nerves. "You definitely blindsided me with what you said." I started, stammering a little. "I had no idea you even had thoughts about ..... well....my ass."

He laughed at how that came out. "Dude, you kidding me? You had the sweetest ass back on campus! I would've eaten that ass for hours on end if I thought you'd have gone for it. I just didn't think you were into that...and I didn't wanna freak you out."

"You eat ass?" I asked dumbly, sitting across the bed from him. He laughed louder at that comment.

"Yeah, man," he admitted, a little embarrassed. "I eat ass." Then looking straight at me, he added, "I like to fuck ass too."

I must've looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car for a split second after he said that. I laughed nervously at what he said, at what he wanted to do. "Aaaawwww, man," I stammered, "I dunno about that, Rich. I mean, I've never done that, or even thought about doing it…. and you're pretty hung yourself dude..." I stopped immediately after those words came out of my mouth, realizing that I hadn't told him it wasn't gonna happen. I had practically opened the door for it. What the hell was I thinking??!! And why was I suddenly rock hard??

He came over to where I was sitting and knelt down between my spread legs. He started running his hands up and down my muscular thighs, running them below too, encouraging me to push myself closer to the edge of the chair so he could get his hands on a little bit of my ass.

"I gave you my word," he said, "I'm not gonna do anything you're not gonna enjoy. Scout's honor."

“Were you even in the scouts, Rich?” I asked nervously.

“You’re not gonna care,” he said.

He undressed me in record time and we moved from the chair to the sofa. He was still kneeling between my spread legs when he nuzzled my hard cock with his soft lips. Soon my cock and balls were soaking wet with his spit. He put his arms under my legs and pushed my lower body to edge of the sofa and lifted my thighs and pushed them back towards me, encouraging me to hold them up with my hands. At this angle, my ass was fully exposed. My brain kept telling me to end this before it got out of hand, but my lust was definitely winning out. From the minute Rich said he wanted to eat my ass, I wanted to find out how it felt. Suddenly I felt his tongue at my hole and I let out a gasp.

"Ooohhh fuck!" I moaned as he flicked his tongue at my hole. He hawked a wad of spit at my hole and slicked it up good. He then dug his fingers into the muscle around my hole and stretched it apart, boring his tongue inside like a drill, pushing past the ring.

“Ohh, My Goddd!” I moaned.

He alternated between taking wide swabs up and down my ass-trench, bathing my balls, and drilling his tongue back inside the hole itself till I was a mass of over stimulated flesh, writhing and whimpering incoherently. In fact, it took me a minute to realize he'd slipped a finger inside me all the way to second knuckle.

"Aaaahhh... Whoa...whoa.. whoa...," I panted, grabbing his wrist.

"Relax, Towne," he whispered. "I told you, I’m not gonna do anything you won’t like. Just let me take control." He had control the second his tongue kissed my ass! I let go of his wrist and he gently began to twist his finger around inside my ass while sucking my cock and balls. I felt his spit rolling down my taint to my ass, giving his finger more lube as he pushed further inside me.

"Aahhh, man! What the fuck was that??" I yelled, feeling this sudden intense

pleasure inside me. Fuck, it almost made making me cum.

"That’s your prostate...your love nut" Rich said.

"Man that was intense... Ohh!….Ooohhh fuck!!" I moaned and shivered as he pressed his finger against it again.

Rich slipped his finger out and grabbed the bottle of lube. "Why don't you lay down on the bed, Jason... ass up of course," he said, smirking, offering me his hand.

I was barely able to stand up. My legs felt like jelly. I looked at him for a second, maybe a little leery; I mean, he wanted me on the bed now, with my ass up. He still had his pants on, though, so figured I'd get some warning if he tried anything funny. I wobbled towards the bed and lay face down, my legs dangling from the edge, ass up, like he asked.

He spread my cheeks again and swiped his broad tongue from my balls all the way up my asstrench several times, coating it with his spit. I moaned in the pillow and grabbed the sides of the bed. I still couldn't believe how good his tongue felt. Never in a million years would I have thought you'd get this much pleasure out of getting your ass licked. I had no idea I had feelings in my ass. I kept telling myself to just go with the flow and see where this leads. I knew I could make Rich back off if I had to. And besides, he still had his pants on!

"I’m gonna give you what I'd like to call an ass massage. Specially created for bodybuilders like yourself."

I laughed at his remark but it turned into a groan as he did indeed start massaging my clenching asshole with his tongue again, slowly getting it to relax. He dug his fingers into the rim of my asshole and tore it open. Wide open. I could almost feel the cold air pushing in my ass ring. He flicked at the satiny hole with his tongue and I groaned again. Then he drove his tongue deep inside, way past the muscle ring, coating my insides with his spit, his hardened tongue sliding in and out. I also felt the terrific heat of Rich's spit being dropped into my hole. He literally started to eat me out, gouging my asshole with his tongue, sucking it back around his tongue. I wanted to scream with the intense pleasure he was giving me.

"Ohhhh!….Awww, fuck, you crazy bastard, what’re you doing to me?" I moaned. I heard his muffled chuckle.

It was little while later that he began working his finger in and out and around inside my ass, touching places I didn't know I had! This time, I didn't try to stop him. I was too drunk from the pleasure I was getting. I wanted to feel his finger press into my love nut again. He worked his finger in and out, probing around the soft folds of my insides.

"Ohhhh," I moaned softly.

"I guess you like that huh?" he said with a smile.

"Oh, yeah."

He was gentle as could be. He didn't stay on my love nut but went back to it again and again as he finger fucked me, building me up slowly as he gouged at my hole to stretch it.

I gasped when he shoved two fingers in me. It stretched my hole terribly. I didn't realize Rich had such thick fingers. I was surprised that I was warming up to this so fast, especially when he touched my prostate. He fucked and gouged my ass with two fingers for a while then pulled them out and I knew he was going to give me three.

"Ready for three?" he asked.

No, this tiny, disappearing voice inside my head tried to tell me. No! "Yeah," I said out loud instead.

Rich carefully worked a third finger inside my ass. "Awwhhhhhhh," I moaned. "Shit, it feels like you're using your whole hand!"

"Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop and go back to using two fingers?"

"No, it's okay...it's fine....it's great...shit. Awww, yeah, fuck me....fuck me with your fingers...Awwwwhhhh I can't hardly stand it when you do that...touch that ...that spot....AWWWHHHH!" I started to hump my ass back into to his hand, trying to get more of his fingers inside me. Suddenly I realized that somewhere along the way, Rich had lost his pants; I'd been trying to ignore the hard flesh poking me on my lower left asscheek for the past twenty minutes.

"Aaawww man!" he whispered hoarsely behind me. "I didn't think I'd ever live to see this day. Fuuuuck! You look so hot getting your ass played with like this. My cock is rock hard man!"

The mention of his hard cock caused my ass to tighten up again and I couldn't help but think of the situation I've gotten myself into. I stopped humping back and raised my head and looked back, staring at his big cock. My Godd, I thought, he’s bigger than I thought. He was leaking a lot of precum. He slowly withdrew his fingers from my ass, leaving it feeling a little empty. I was a little relieved that he stopped but a little more disappointed because it was feeling really good.

He smiled at me looking around at him, "You're not looking, you're staring," he said, grinning, and I remembered telling him those exact same words back in the dorms.

I actually blushed, a little embarrassed at being caught staring like that. Being a body builder I've always admired a good looking body, but right now, Rich's body, and his cock, was looking mighty fine to me!

"Can't help it," I replied, shyly grinning back. "It's attached to a hot lookin' stud. How big do you get anyway?"

"Bout eight inches," he said, stroking it proudly for me. I couldn’t help noticing, with a little shiver, that his fingers didn’t touch. He then put his hand around and stroked my equally hard cock. "How big is this monster?" he asked.

"That's nine and a half inches of prime meat you got hold of there," I replied proudly. I turned around then to face him, our dicks sparring at each other.

"Sure felt bigger than that when it was in my ass," Rich said, playing with it. "I bet Cooke thought the same thing. Godd. I wish he was here so I could fuck him!"

"Don't worry, you'll get your chance," I said. "Specially after he sees your buffed up body. He’s gonna go nuts over the way you look now." I put a hand on his shoulder and shuffled closer to him till we were an inch apart.

"You kinda like my body now don't you?" he said, with a smile, nibbling on my earlobe, his hand slowly jacking my leaking cock while another was feeling my backside.

"I always thought you had a cute body, Rich," I said, as I started to feel the muscles on his back, moving down to his ass. "It's definitely a lot buffer now though. Hell, your ass is definitely harder!"

"Yours beats mine hands down in the beefy department," he whispered in my ear, grabbing both my asscheeks and mashing them apart.

We both started to grind our dicks together, our hands playing with each other's asscheeks. I didn't know what Rich was thinking but my thoughts were definitely about plugging his ass with my cock.

"You said it's been a while since you've been fucked. I thought you played around with the husky, corn fed boys in your new school" I said, running a finger down his hole.

"I have," he replied, mimicking what I was doing to his ass to mine. "But to be honest, till I hooked up with you and Cooke, I was almost always a top. You just made it hard not to lift my legs up and spread my hole for your monster cock."

I don't know why but that comment surprised me. Rich was always submissive to me when we fucked. He did everything to make me feel good. Till he took a more active part with our sex play tonight, I just thought he was always on the bottom.

"What, you find that hard to believe??" he asked, smiling and smacking my left cheek. "I didn't hear you complaining when I almost had my hand inside your delectable tush."

It was a good thing he kissed me right then because I almost felt a little offended at what he was implying. "I'll have you know I am a very good top. I can fuck ass as good as you or Cooke. Better than you or Cooke.

"Oh, yeah? You think so?" I took his last statement as a challenge and he knew I never backed down from a challenge. "I doubt that, little stud. I doubt that very much. You've felt how it is to be fucked by a stud. Me. I can fuck for a loooong time. And, I make sure everybody gets off." The minute I flexed both my biceps he tackled me down to the bed. We rough housed for a minute, laughing, taunting each other, trying to pin the other down. Rich had more strength than I gave him credit for, fighting me off and countering with some wrestling moves of his own. He was dodging me pretty well and after a while I began to get a little worn down.

"I'm gonna take you down, Towne," he declared. "You muscle heads all think you're invincible. Well I'm gonna wipe that stupid thought right outta that thick head of yours."

I braced myself for his onslaught. Somehow, maybe due to the alcohol, or maybe because I just wanted to see where this would lead. We wrestled hard and he eventually had me pinned down on the bed, his torso in between my legs, his arms pinning mine back over my head. I hadn’t let him get the best of me…..he just did.

"Who's on top now, muscle head?" he whispered, his face bare inches away from my own, strained from the force he was exerting to keep me pinned. I struggled to try to get him off me again but he stood his ground, grinding his lower body into mine, causing me to moan from the pleasure of rubbing my hard cock against his. He kept doing this till he knew I was having too much fun to fight back. "Tell me who's on top now. Say it."

When I wouldn't respond, he ground his cock harder into mine and began to hump me...like he was fucking me. "Say it" he kept repeating. "Tell me who's on top."

Then he kissed me. It was a forceful kiss, almost as if it were part of subduing me. His lips smashed into mine, forcing them open as he drove his tongue inside my mouth. I kissed him back, getting carried away with everything he was doing to me.

I looked him in the eye while he pulled his mouth away for a minute and finally said, "You are. You're top stud tonight." It’s not what I meant to say, but that’s how it came out. Maybe I didn’t mean to say it that way.

“Did you hear what you just said?” he asked with a smirking grin.

“What’d I say?”

“Not what I told you to say. You said I’m top stud tonight.”

“That’s not what I meant to say. It came out wrong.”

“I think it came out just right,” he said. “I think you said just what you meant to say.”

He kissed me again, letting go of my arms, his hands traveling south of my body. They rested on either side of my spread thighs. He hooked his arms underneath them and lifted them up, spreading them further apart as he continued to dry fuck me. He continued to do this as he lifted my legs over his shoulder, grinding his hard cock underneath my balls, seeking its target.

I'd been trying to delay this inevitable moment, but I knew it was time to pay up. I finally admitted to myself I wanted it, but I wasn't sure what it would do to me. I was a little scared…..he was big and he was thick. It was clear, though, that Rich wasn't going to hold out much longer.

He grabbed the lube and poured some on his fingers. I jumped when he shoved two of them up inside.

"I'd never hurt you, Jason," he whispered, kissing my thigh. He slid more fingers into me…..three, maybe four…..rubbing my prostate, driving me nuts. I swore I could feel all of his five fingers in there, stretching me wide open.

“Aaaaawwww!! Jeez Rich... oh fuck man!!" I groaned as he lifted my ass off the bed with his fingers. Then he pulled them out and started rubbing his hard cock across my pulsing asshole, slightly poking at my puckered entrance as he continued to shove his fingers in and out, stretching my hole.

"Aaaaawww fuck," I hissed. "What are you doing to me?? What are you doing to my ass??" I threw my head back against the pillow in ecstasy, my eyes shut tight, as if trying to block the sensations I was feeling. I had no idea it would feel this wonderful and I found myself silently begging for his cock. It was like he heard me……I felt the broad, thick head of his hard cock knocking at my backdoor and there was no denying that it felt good against my gaping, stretched hole. So good that I felt myself squirming back against it. Fuck, it was all feeling so damned good and there was that awful itch deep inside me from his fingers; he had left my prostate throbbing for attention.

Suddenly, with the help of his strong fingers pulling my asshole open, the head of his cock popped through the opening. Maybe I was too stunned to notice, but it was a second before the pain hit.

"AAAwwwhhhhhhhh!" I cried out, tossing my head back in pain as I raised up from him. But Rich gripped my hips like a vise and shoved me back and I was suddenly impaled again. "Ohhhhhh! Ohhh, Geezussss! AAAwwwhhh!" I cried as he hunkered up to force more of his cock through my hole. After a second, he put an opened bottle of poppers to my nostrils, making me take a deep breath. Just before the stuff kicked in I suddenly felt embarrassed that I was acting like such a pussy. I didn’t remember Rich ever acting like that when I fucked him. He took it like a man.

“You want me to pull out?" Rich asked hoarsely.

“No.” I said quickly. "Just be….just be….go easy, man…Go slow. Fuuuck!!”

His cock drove deeper up inside me till finally, he was all the way in and I was thankful that he wasn't bigger. Godd, it felt like a baseball bat.

“How’s that?” he asked as he pressed tightly against me.

"I feel like your cock is splitting me in half," I said with a grimace, but he made no move to pull out.

Rich let his cock stay all the way buried in my ass for a while, letting me get used to it, till the initial pain gradually subsided. All the while, he was playing with my nipples, pinching them, making them grow taut. He shifted his cock slightly and I felt his cock throbbing against my prostate, causing it to quiver and send intense pleasure through my body. He took hold of my cock and began jacking me, slowly, almost agonizingly slow, his fingers dancing all over the head as he did so. He raised up off of me, pulling out about half of his cock, making me shiver at the sensations of his hot, thick meat sliding along my guts

“How you doing?” he asked.

"Aaaawww, fuck!!" I groaned, my head pushed back in the pillow. "That feels soooo fucking good."

We stayed like this for a while till he said, "Get on top of me." He pulled me up to a sitting position and allowed me to get on top of him, his hard cock never once leaving my hole. "Now fuck yourself with my cock."

I rode him. Slow at first, I had to get used to this new intrusion, but as I found the spots where his cock gave me the biggest jolts of pleasure, I began to ride him harder.

"Ohh, Goddd!" I moaned, rising up and slamming down, bouncing on my haunches to fuck myself with his big cock. Fucking myself! A couple of days ago I couldn't have even thought it, now I was doing it. I wished I could say he forced me but he didn't. I could've put an end to this and it sent a chill down my spine to realize that I was glad this had happened.

"Ohhhh fuck!!" I groaned as I gave in to the pleasure of bottoming for the first time in my life. "Awwwh...ohhh...ohhhh, Goddd...Ooohhhhhhh!" I bent over him, burying my face in the curve of his neck. "Fuck me!" I gasped in desperation. “Geezusss, Rich, it feels so good…..fuck me!”

"You wanna get fucked good?" Rich taunted me, timing his thrusts to meet with mine. I groaned, nodding. "I can't hear you. D'ya wanna get fucked good?”

"Yes!" I yelled before mashing my lips against his. "Fuck me, Rich. Fuck me hard, fuck me good, fuck me like I need to be fucked!” I gasped as I devoured his mouth and tongue.

My butt was tilted up from his loins and Rich took over. He fucked me unmercifully hard, just like I asked him to. I choked on my outcries so no sound came out but they reverberated in my chest. Oh, Godd, how could anything feel so wonderful! Now I knew why both he and Ryan Cooke loved getting fucked long and hard.

He took over and I became his sex toy, handled and played with as he pleased. I was his slave to be taken, used and even brutalized. Only I didn't feel brutalized till later, till after it was all over. While he was doing it, I cried out for more. He turned us onto our sides and fucked me. He rolled over on top of me and nailed me to the bed. He fucked me so hard he forced the air out of my lungs and I was gasping and sucking air with each hard thrust. I wanted to come. I needed to come before my body fell apart or imploded. If I didn't come my head was going to explode.

"Fuck me, stud...fuck me and make me come...I need to come so bad," I whined like a whore.

Rich knew exactly what to do. He shifted into a mode that forced his cock to thrust and pound against my prostate, with every few strokes sliding gently across it. It drove me crazy. My mouth flew open from the sudden intense pleasure, my eyes wide with disbelief that anything could feel so wonderful, and that I was actually doing what I was doing. Me, getting fucked in the ass! And wanting it! Begging for it! My cries came out as tiny whimpers. It was working. He was pushing me over the edge; possibly into a state of insanity. I clawed at the sheets and groped overhead for the headboard. I gripped his muscular shoulders and in the end I hunkered up to wrap my arms around his lean waist to pull him in tighter against me; deeper inside me.

"Uhhnnn!" I groaned suddenly as I felt the trigger pulled. "Ohhh...Ohhh, Geezusss...I'm cumming!" I gasped. "I'm coming!...don't stop!...Ohm Godd, don’t stop, Rich…..fuck me!…..fuck my brains out...please don't stop, I'm coming.…..!!"

Rich realigned his cock and punched my prostate with the head and kept doing it. The pressure built up till I thought my crotch would burst apart. I grabbed the headboard and held on for dear life, praying for relief. Suddenly he raised up, bending me in half and drop-kicked his cock straight down into my ass. There was a sudden surge of intense heat pulsating inside me and my cock exploded. I felt my cum surge up through my cock like a power hose had been turned on and shot out in a hugely thick rope that hit me in the face. I was stunned at the force; it almost stung. Another followed that splattered my forehead and the next shot right into my mouth when I tried to cry out. I was appalled and excited with the taste of my own come, and found myself trying to catch it in my mouth. Rich saw it and he grabbed my cock and aimed it perfectly and I soon had a mouthful of my own come.

I was desperate for air and struggled to push myself down from the fetal position so I could breath. Rich let me down but I wasn't finished. My cock belched out more come, sending the stuff sailing up to hit the headboard and the wall. I couldn't believe the volume of my load; I'd never come so much in my life, nor so hard. It was so intense that my insides ached, my prostate ached, my nuts ached, my cock ached. I felt myself floating off into sheer exhaustion, my mouth going slack. My come started running out of the corners of my mouth and I swallowed to get rid of it. It was a funny, good taste. I wasn't even aware of Rich pulling his cock out of my ass.

I opened my eyes…I didn't know how much later….to find him lying beside me on his side, gazing down at me, a worried look on his face.

"You ok?" he asked quietly.

"I feel like I just got the life fucked out of me," I said weakly, barely able to muster the strength to speak. His face suddenly looked relieved, the worry lines on his forehead disappearing and a smile forming on his mouth instead. I drifted back to sleep, exhausted, but feeling very relaxed.

I woke up just as I heard the loud knocking before the door opened. "Room ser.…..ohhhh!! sorry!" Slam!

I heard snickering beside me and I began to laugh too.

"Bet she got an eyeful," Rich said, yawning.

"Oh yeah," I laughed. I got up and padded to the bathroom, needing to piss like a racehorse. No sooner had the first stream of piss hit the toilet bowl when Rich nudges me aside a little and aims his half hard cock to take a piss too.

"Aaaahh, I needed to piss so bad," he sighed, both of us watching the streams of piss flow out of our semi hard cocks.

We both got done about the same time and I went to the sink while Rich started the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror, recalling last night's event. I just got my ass fucked, I thought, recalling all the positions Rich had me in, slamming his thick 8 inch cock inside my no longer cherry ass. Boy did I get fucked! I wanted to tell myself it was the booze but I knew damn well I wasn't drunk, just buzzed good. And I never would have guessed Rich was such a master cocksman. I hated to admit it but he fucked me good, he made me want to get fucked. He fucking played me and turned me into a submissive bottom! Fuck!! I wanted to feel pissed off at myself for caving in like a cheap whore but just the thoughts of all the pleasure I got from Rich's cock last night gave me a fucking hardon. No denying it, I definitely got my rocks off from bottoming for the first time. I wasn't so sure I'd be able to resist it again either. I reached back to feel my asshole, relieved that it was closed up and felt only a little tender. I felt something damp leak out of it and brought it up to inspect it. Oh fuck, did Rich.…..

"Hey, muscle head!" Rich yelled in the shower, startling me. "Come in here." I wiped the white goo off my hand and padded to the shower, trying not to think that Rich had bred my ass. I got in the shower with him and let the hot water flow over my slightly sore body for a good solid minute.

"How you feeling this morning, stud?" Rich asked, grabbing the soap and lathering up my chest and neck.

"Honestly," I started, "I feel pretty relaxed." He broke into a grin and kissed me hard on the lips.

"Godd, I'm soooo relieved," he sighed, hugging me. "I was kinda afraid you were gonna hate me after you woke up this morning. I was ready to grab my bags and bolt."

I pulled away and looked at him, his face a mask of worry and relief. "I can't do that to you…..hate you. We're buddies right?"

"The best!" he replied, grinning like a kid. We washed off all the cum and sweat from our bodies and chatted about what we wanted to do with the day. He finished up before I did and left to go back in the bedroom while I stayed in the shower a little longer. I stepped out of the shower and shut the door and sat down to take a dump. I went about my business, slightly alarmed at the excess liquid I was dumping out, dreading to find out if Rich had bred my ass. I blocked it out and jumped back in the shower to clean myself off again.

"Hey do you wanna……" My voice trailed off when I saw Rich sitting up on the bed, jacking his hard cock, staring at the TV. I looked at what he was watching and realized it was the tape I had made of Cooke.

"Oh fuck me, man! Fuck me hard!" Ryan Cooke yelled, looking back at me while I fucked his ass.

I went over to Rich and laid on the bed beside him, my cock getting hard too, the longer I watched myself and Cooke going at it. For the next half hour, we watched the video of me nailing Cooke's ass on every piece of furniture in my dorm room.

"Damn, you sure did a number on him," Rich said, still stroking his hard cock. "Man I wish I was there with you. I wish we could both fuck him at the same time."

"We can, ya know," I said. "They've got a game in the next town." He stopped mid-stroke, immediately pulling his hand away from his cock like it was a burning coal.

"Fuck! I almost came when you said that!" he moaned. "Don't mess with my head, Jason."

"I'm not messing with your head. He wanted to come with me here last night and stay with us. But I told him no. I wanted to come alone." I was definitely glad Cooke wasn't there last night. I wasn't sure how I would have felt if he'd seen how I acted getting my cherry busted. I'm sure he would have wanted to fuck me too and I would've most likely let him, considering how far gone I was last night.

"I won't tell him about last night, Jason. You know that, right?" Rich looked at me putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks." I guess it was as good a time as any to talk about last night. "Look Rich, about last night….I just wanted to tell you that...well...I….I had a good time." I laughed a little out of nervousness. "I had more than a good time. It was...definitely hot! And.....and even though I didn't think I was gonna live through with it, I'm....well, you definitely had me begging for it. God you fucked me good last night."

Rich's eyes almost bugged out at the last statement that came out of my mouth.

"Fucked you good huh," he repeated. I looked down, embarrassed I’d said it. He knelt up right in between my body, stroking my hard cock and playing with my balls. I leaned back on the headboard a little, enjoying his touch.

"Made you beg for it, huh," he whispered in my ear, licking my earlobe. "So you enjoyed getting your ass fucked last night, Towne?"

"Oh fuck!" I groaned as his fingers sought my twitching hole and started to rub it.

"I didn't hear your answer, stud. Did you enjoy getting your ass fucked last night? Did ’ya love having my cock bust your cherry? Plowing in and out of you so hard....Did ’ya like how I mounted you from behind and nailed your ass to the bed?"

All this dirty talk was having a definite effect on me. It was fucking turning me on.

"Yeah," I croaked. "I enjoyed getting my cherry fucked out of me. The way you fucked me from behind.…..shit, made me beg for it"

We were definitely both in heat again, judging from how hard both our cocks were and how much they were leaking. Rich had lubed up his hand and he was fucking me with his fingers again.

"Nice tight ass, Towne," he hissed, swooping down to suck my cock at the same time. I groaned and grabbed the headboard behind me.

Despite the pleasure he was giving me, I didn't want Rich to think I was gonna offer my ass up at the drop of a hat every time he wanted it. I was worried he was gonna want me to be his bitch now that he’d popped my cherry and would wanna fuck me every chance he got.

"Hey Rich." I began pulling him off my cock. "Listen, man, I love what you're doing but I just gotta get something off my chest." He looked at me questioningly. "As much as I enjoyed last night, my brain still hasn't fully processed everything you and I have done."

"You mean like getting your ass nailed?" he joked, smiling shyly.

"Specially the part about getting my ass nailed." I said. "I just wanna let you know that I did enjoy what we did last night but…..well, I dunno if I'm willing ...... if I'm willing to switch our roles permanently."

"You actually think I'd give up getting my ass fucked by a stud like you?" Rich said, laughing. "Listen, Jason, I don't wanna turn you into a bottom, for me or anybody else. Especially for anybody else. That’s the last thing I wanta do. That's not what last night was about. I just.…I wanted you to feel what it was like to get your ass fucked. I know you enjoyed it. I'm pretty sure you’ll probably wanna do it again but don't think for a second that just because I fucked you last night doesn't mean I'd wanna fuck you all the time. You can tell me right now you don't want to bottom ever again and I'd be okay with that. I'll take you however you want. I'd let you fuck me any day of the week and never expect anything in return."

I felt like a total dumb-ass for even mentioning it but hearing Rich say that definitely calmed me down. And made me hard again. "Any day of the week. huh," I said, grabbing the bottle of lube and pouring some on my cock.

Rich grinned as he lay down on his back, raising his legs. "And any position you want,” he said. “This position okay?”

“For starters,” I said as I lubed up my cock.

I fucked Rich good and hard for a long time. I fucked him on his back, on his side, and I also nailed his ass from behind. It felt good to slide my cock in his ass. He came halfway through getting fucked from behind but he didn't stop me as I continued to plow him a new asshole. It felt good to be back in the saddle….back in my old position.

"Cum inside me," he groaned, pushing his ass back to meet my forward thrusts. I sped up as I felt my load building inside me and I didn't stop till I had whitewashed his ass-walls, filling him so full of cum juice it was leaking out of him from the minute I pulled off.

"Ohh, fuck that was good!" he exclaimed, trying to get his breath back. I just nodded, out of breath myself, still reveling on the natural high I was experiencing; Rich could do that to me. "We need another shower! Let's grab a bite to eat, man. I am starved!"

The minute he mentioned food, my stomach growled. We eventually got out of bed and showered quickly before heading out to find the nearest place to eat. There was a small café across the street and down the block, tucked in between a shoe store and a pool hall that look interesting. We took a table looking out on the street and ordered.

“Do you want me to take a walk after we eat?” Rick asked.

“Huh? Why would you wanta do that?”

“So you can take the waitress back to the motel and rape you.” He laughed. “You didn’t see how she was eyeing you?”

“No, I was busy eyeing somebody else,” I said. “If I’m gonna be dragged off to a motel room and raped, I want it to be you.”

"So you said Ryan's in the next town over, huh," Rich said in between bites of food. "And he wanted to come with you? Ya think we can still get him to come if we called him?"

Rich was obviously excited to fuck Cooke and I could understand why. He was a big prick to Rich, abusing him sexually and Rich wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine. I didn't like the guy for what he did to my ex-roomie so I wasn't all that excited to have him crash our party. But I went along with Rich’s thinking, for Rich.

"I guess we can give him a call," I replied, not sounding too excited. "He gave me his cell in case I changed my mind about wanting him to come over."

"You don't sound too excited about having him drop by," Rich observed. "How come?"

"Look, the guy's still a prick for what he did to you, as far as I'm concerned," I said. "I got him back a couple of times by nailing his ass hard; for you. But that doesn't change the fact that he's an arrogant SOB. I understand that you still wanna get him back at him for what he did to you so if you want him here, then I'll give him a call." That really wasn't the only reason why I didn't want him here. I also didn't want him finding out about everything Rich and I had done the night before. I know Rich gave his word he wouldn't say anything but in the heat of the moment, what's to say neither one of us would slip up? I was also afraid that Rich would forget and start playing with my rear end in front of Cooke and that would pretty much end the charade for me right there.

"That the only reason why you don't want him here?" Rich must've read my mind about the real reason I didn't want Cooke there.

I looked down at my food, and shook my head. "No."

"Look, I told you, Jason, what happened between us last night is our deal only. I know what a big deal that was for you, man. I was there too and besides, I don't want last night to be a one time deal so I'm not doing anything to screw that up!"

"What if.…if we get caught up and you do something....or if I do something....or say something…..," I started.

"Look, Jason, we aren't gonna do anything you don't wanna do."

"That's the problem. I'm not so sure I can control what I want once we get started." Having only discovered ass play last night, I felt like a kid in a candy store almost. It was like every time Rich gets anywhere close to my ass, it starts to twitch in anticipation of something good, a repeat of last night's activities. I wasn’t sure I could hide that urge from another person just yet.

We finished our meal and walked around for a while. Rich didn't bring up Cooke's name again for the few hours that we walked around and looked at the local stores and saw some of the tourist sites of the city. We ran into a row of seedy bookstores and adult shops and went in there, looking at all the different items they had. I was busy looking at some dirty magazines when Rich stood beside me, holding a black plastic bag; he had made a purchase.

"We have plenty of lube still in the hotel," I said as we walked out.

"Oh, this ain't lube. It's definitely something we can both have fun with," he replied. I looked at him expecting him to tell me what it was but he was pretty insistent on keeping it a secret till we got back to the hotel.

"All right, show me," I demanded the second the hotel door slammed behind us.

"See for yourself," he said, throwing the black bag to me. I grabbed it out of the air and took out whatever was inside. I pulled out a dildo. A pretty fucking long and thick dildo.

"Geezuss," I whispered, looking at it. "That looks downright deadly." I felt my asshole twitch as I thought about what Rich had in mind. There's no way in hell I was taking a dildo in my ass, I thought, especially not one that size. Godd, I hoped he wasn’t thinking I could take that. At least not ALL of it. I was too busy looking at the thing to notice till he pointed out……..

"It's a double headed dildo," Rich said, holding up the other end of it, showing me another cockhead at his end.

"You're a fucking sick puppy, Rich Logan," I said. Inside, I think I was a little excited about his new toy that we would share.

He laughed. "Yeah, I am. But you benefit from it too, so quit you're bitchin', Jason. Besides, I already have this other toy in my bag and thought it might need a friend." He pulled out another dildo from his bag and threw that at me too. Fuck it was pretty big too. I know it was definitely bigger and thicker than I was at full mast.

"How big is this fucking thing?" I asked.

"It's a 12 inch dildo."

"Geezusss! And you can take that?" I asked dumbfounded.

"Who says I use it on me?" He took the dildo from my hand and reached around the back of me and humped the head to my ass.

My eyes grew wide at what he was suggesting. "Aaawww, look here now, Rich...,I know I'm new to all this but I'm pretty fucking sure that thing isn't gonna fit where you're thinking about putting it."

"You sure about that, Towne?" he whispered in my ear, running the length of the anaconda up and down the middle of my ass.

"Ohhh jeez, Rich," I stammered, my asshole twitching something fierce at what he was suggesting. "I dunno man.…that thing's huge….it's gonna rip me a new asshole..." I stopped myself, once again realizing I didn't say no.

"Not gonna let that happen," he assured me. We shuffled to the bed and he pushed me down, immediately grabbing my jeans and ripping them off me. He sank to his knees and spread my legs wide apart, pushing them till they were resting on my chest.

"Ohh, fuck!" I gasped, feeling Rich swipe his tongue on my quivering ass. He had my hole slick wet in record time and went to town on it, drilling it with his tongue and forcing it to open up with his fingers….one, two, three, just like before.

My cock was rock hard as I felt Rich insert a fourth finger past my ass-ring.

"Aaawww, shit!!" I cried out. "It feels like you're trying to push your whole hand inside me!"

"Not a bad idea. Then you'll feel what Cooke felt when you did it to him," Rich said, pouring more lube on my ass with his one hand while the other was still lodged in my ass. I looked up at him in disbelief, not knowing if he was serious or kidding around. The crazed lustful look painted all over his face gave his answer away and I got really worried.

"Rich, dude.…," I croaked. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? I told you...,Aaaarrrggghhh!!" He drove his four fingers all the way in my ass, pressing my prostate hard. His hand formed an arrow like shape and he began to force it deeper in my ass, stretching me far wider than ever before, and I felt my ass-ring giving way to his fist.

He swooped down and deep-throated my hard cock as he forced another couple inches of his hand inside me. He punched his fist in and out of my ass while he continued to suck my cock, playing havoc with my prostate.

"R-Rich," I gasped in a bare whisper. "Fuck, Rich, what're you doing? You can't....I c-can't....fuck, not your fist, man....." I was getting ready to try to throw him off me when he slowly started to pull his hand out. My ass felt wide open after he slipped all the way out.

"I told you, dude," Rich said, looking up at me while he licked my cock like candy. "I won't do anything to hurt you. You gotta trust what I'm doing."

I looked at him, getting a little pissed off at him. "You fucking scared the shit outta me! You almost had your whole hand in there! I told you I'm not your bottom boy you can abuse!"

"Did you enjoy it?" he asked, smiling mischievously. He was still playing with my cock while down below his hands were doing something I couldn't see.

"Not the point, asshole!" Was he serious?! It fucking hurt! At least that's what I told myself, without admitting that it felt good at the same time. If my asshole could talk it would argue that it felt incredible!

"That's exactly the point, man. Look, Jason, I know this is all new to you so I hope you approach it with an open mind. I'm trying to show you things here that I hope you'll find enjoyable enough to do again. You're damn right I'm gonna be pushing the envelope with you. And quit with this, ‘I'm turning you into a bottom boy’ shit! I'm just trying to show you a different level of pleasure."

I still wasn't fully convinced that's what he was doing. He could read it in my face.

"Look, if it makes you feel any better, whatever I show you on this trip, you can do it to me twice as hard and twice as much. Now spread your legs cause my toy wants to play." He held the 12" dildo like a sword before he rested it at the opening of my asshole.

Before I could protest, he shoved the head and couple of inches of the dildo inside me. I was still loose from just having had half his hand inside my ass so it slipped in without any resistance and virtually no pain.

"Ohhh fuck!" I gasped as he pushed it further inside me. He returned to sucking my cock and licking my balls, making sure he allowed enough spit to flow down my ass-trench and lube my ass.

"Feels good doesn't it?" he said, more in confirmation, breaking contact with my rock hard cock momentarily.

I hated to admit it but it felt damn good. Every time he pushed it further inside my ass, the dildo rubbed and prodded my prostate into overdrive. I just groaned and pushed my head back down on the bed, allowing Rich to have his way with my ass. He twisted the huge toy up inside me, causing intense pleasurable sensations in my sphincter muscle that was getting stretched farther than ever before. I closed my eyes again to endure the wonderful impalement. When I opened them, I had the entire 12" toy rammed up my ass.

"Ohhh fuck I feel like there's a semi parked inside my ass," I groaned, pushing up and looking down at just the tip of the toy while the entire thing was lodged securely up inside me. "I don't know how and where I put that."

He grinned like a boy who just discovered a new toy and started twisting the huge snake around.

"Ooohhh, fuck, that feels incredible!" I yelled, my eyes rolling in the back of my head. He started to slowly fuck, me pulling out a couple of inches and pushing it back in, gradually taking more out and sliding it back in, speeding the motion in the process. Pretty soon, he was all but slamming that thing inside my ass as far and as fast as he could do it.

My eyes popped open and my mouth flew open to cry out but no sound came. My asshole had been busted wide open and it was the best feeling ever!

I tried to ignore it when my cell phone started ringing but every time it went to voicemail the damn thing rang again.

"Fuck!" I growled, pissed that it was distracting me from my climax. "Fuckin’ turn it off!"

"It's Cooke," Rich said, reading the call log. He threw the phone up to me. "Answer it."

I looked at him incredulously, not believing what he just said. I had a twelve inch dildo buried all the way in my ass, Rich was sucking my cock and he wanted to me answer the fucking phone??!!!!

"What do want, Cooke?" I answered.

"Sounds like I’m interrupted something, Towne," his deep voice answered.

"You're damn right you did," I almost growled into the phone.

"Put him on speaker," Rich said. I shook my head, telling him no. He twisted the dildo inside my ass and jack-hammered it in and out at my disobedience.

"Oh fuck!" I groaned loudly, looking at Rich as furiously as I could, given the situation I was in.

"What the fuck are you two doing? He fucking your ass, Towne?" Cooke asked, lowering his voice.

"None of your fucking business, Cooke! Arrrghhh, fuck!!" Rich jack-hammered the dildo into me again. “Put on speaker,” he ordered again.

"You're getting your ass fucked aren't you, Towne? Aren't you?" Before I could respond, Rich grabbed the phone and put it on speakerphone.

"How's your ass feeling, Ryan?" Rich asked him. Bastard still had one hand on the dildo, ready to shove it in and out if I did or said anything he didn't like.

"I should be asking both of you the same question," Cooke responded back. "Sounds to me like somebody's playing with somebody's ass right now and since you're not groaning into the phone I'd take a guess it's not yours."

I looked at Rich in a momentary state of panic, wondering what he was gonna say. He looked back at me and winked before responding back to Cooke.

"It's more like a game of who's getting his cock sucked,” he said.

"You sure about that, Rich? Cause I could've sworn that groan sounded like somebody in there was getting their ass nailed to the wall."

"You'd know all about that wouldn’t you?" I was surprised that Rich was actually getting cocky back. "I bet you'd like to get your ass nailed to the wall right now, wouldn’t you?"

"Why do you think I'm calling, dumbfuck? So you ready for some turnabout play?" I just looked at Rich dumbfounded at how blatant Cooke was on the phone. Rich looked at me, silently asking if it was ok if he invited Ryan Cooke into our playground. I just gave a slight nod because I knew that's what he wanted, but I was still nervous that Cooke was onto what we were doing. We must've been quiet longer than we thought.

"Well?" Cooke asked, then more quietly he said, "you ready for a three-way again, Rich? Re-live the good ol' days with your ol' pal Ryan?"

"Yeah but it won't happen that way this time, you know that, right?" Rich said. "You're gonna be playing a more active role in this three-way, like having me and Jason fuck you at the same time."

"Sounds fucking hot, man," he said hoarsely back. Then after a second he added, "Got a condition to make though."

Rich and I looked at each other wondering what the fucker wanted. "What?"

"Everybody plays an active part. Whatever one does, the other two have to be willing to do it too."

I was immediately pissed off at Cooke. I was about to open my mouth to tell him the deal was off when I looked over at Rich. He was looking at me with the most pathetic puppy dog eyes, silently begging me to agree. My asshole twitched at what Rich was asking me to do. I wanted Rich to get even with Cooke for what he did, but at what cost? Letting Cooke fuck me? Sucking cock? Hell, I didn't know if I was gonna be even into giving head; I sure as hell wasn't too keen on being on the receiving end for two guys. But I couldn't argue with the fact that it might end up being fun. Despite being a douche bag, Ryan Cooke was a good looking guy with a hot body, and a good-sized cock between his legs. I've seen him fuck Rich's ass and the guy had some moves on him I might appreciate. Fuck I couldn't believe I was thinking about another cock going up my ass already! Especially Ryan Cooke’s cock. What the hell happened to me??!!

"Just get the fuck over here and be ready to get your ass fucked, Cooke," I said, not breaking eye contact with Rich. He looked at me with surprise, then delight, accidentally shoving the dildo deeper inside me, making me catch my breath.

"Fuckin' A!!" Cooked whooped. "I’ll be right there. You better be ready for the same, Towne. I've waited for this a long time, man. I'll be there within the hour." Click.

Rich and I stared at each other for a long moment after Cooke dropped off the speaker. I didn't know what the hell I was thinking, inviting that cocksucker, but I wasn't gonna let Rich down.

"You didn't have to do that you know….agree to that," Rich said, leaning down to kiss me. He started pumping the dildo in and out of my ass again, causing me to groan in pleasure.

"You have a huge rubber toy pumping in and out of my ass. I figured if I'd have said no, it'd be coming out of my mouth." He smiled at my lame attempt to lighten the mood. He sucked my cock again, getting it all nice and slick before straddling my torso.

"We both need to get off before Ryan comes over. This way we both get fucked," he said before sitting on my cock.

The pleasure of Rich sliding his hot ass down onto my cock was indescribable! I didn't know if I was groaning from feeling Rich's tight ass muscles pulse at every sliding movement he made or from the huge rod that he was ramming in and out of my asshole. Neither of us were very gentle, feeling a sense of urgency to cum. We lasted barely half the time we normally take to cum. I shot inside Rich again while he coated my chest, face and neck with his cum.

We took a few minutes to catch our breath, for Rich to slowly extract the huge dildo from my ass. He held it up, waving it around, smiling.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I had that all the way in my ass,” I said.

“Believe it,” he said.

I laid in bed while Rich showered, psyching myself up for Cooke's arrival. I was definitely nervous about what was gonna happen tonight. I wasn't exactly gentle with him when I fucked him in every position I could think of the last couple of times we got together. Then there was the issue of me slamming my fist in his ass. Fuck! As much as I was okay with everything Rich and I had done so far, Cooke was a different story.

"I hope to God you're recharged. We're gonna fuck Ryan Cooke a new asshole," Rich said excitedly, walking out the bathroom still a little wet. I gulped at what he said, remembering the deal I agreed to. I shut my eyes again and tried not to think about it much before getting up and padding to the bathroom to wash Rich's cum off my body.

I reached around and felt my asshole after standing in the shower for a short while, wondering what the huge toy had done to it. It felt a little tender, even a little loose, sending shocks through me as I poked a finger inside. Thoughts of Cooke slamming his cock inside my ass ran through my mind, as I tried to picture what he and I did with the roles reversed. I let these images dance in my mind for a while and I was soon rock hard again. Fuck! I couldn’t believe I might actually be looking forward to this. I washed up a little longer than I normally would, trying to put off the inevitable. I finally got out as my skin started to wrinkle, and walked back in the bedroom.

"Hey stud." I tightened inside, hearing the voice. I took the towel off my head and looked at Ryan Cooke. How the hell had he got here so fast? Or maybe I’d spent longer in the shower than I thought. He was wearing a tight Tee that showed off his nice build and some loose shorts. He was definitely looking fine. He grabbed me and pulled me into a bear hug, lifting me off the floor for a few seconds. "Thanks for letting me crash your party, Towne. I really appreciate it." I pulled back from him and looked at him again, wondering who the hell this person was. All my recent encounters with this guy had been confrontational so it definitely threw me off that he was being nice to me. He grabbed Rich too and brought him to us, locking us all in a tight hug.

"Rich, man. You've definitely bulked up, dude. You're built like a stud. I'm gonna enjoy getting taken down by a stud like you," he whispered in his ear, nibbling at his earlobes and kissing his neck. Cooke grabbed both mine and Rich's cocks and started to jack them off, his lips still attached to Rich's neck. Rich and I looked at each other and wondered what the fuck was going on.

"Get on your knees, fucker," Rich ordered. Cooke and I both looked at him and wondered who he was talking to. He grabbed Cooke by the neck and brought him in front of him. He put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him down and Cooke started to kneel! It was sort of weird, seeing the big, muscular, super jock being brought to his knees. But I had to keep telling myself, it’s where he wanted to be.

"I've always wondered what it would be like to have you in this position, Ryan," Rich said, looking down at him. "Now, suck my cock."

Cooke balked at the order, his face getting a little pale. "Ooohh man, I've never...," he began, then looked up at me, my cock already half hard. I wasn’t looking any too sympathetic. He grabbed Rich's cock by the base and stared at it for a good half a minute, as if he was trying to memorize every vein and ridge…..or trying to find his courage. He looked up again at Rich, his eyes pleading. Rich grabbed the back of Cooke's head and pushed it towards his hard cock. Cooke opened mouth as if to protest and got it filled with cock. He started to gag when he had more than half of Rich's cock in his mouth.

"Easy there, cowboy. Don't be too eager to swallow it all," Rich said, his hand easing off the back of Cooke's head. "Just pump it in and out of your mouth till you get used to it." I was amazed at how compliant Cooke was being. He could probably still kick Rich's ass and yet there he was on his knees sucking cock... and it was beginning to turn me on.

He followed Rich's instructions, sucking his cock slowly at first, gradually speeding up and taking more and more of it in his mouth.

"Ohhh fuck, that's good," Rich sighed. "You're a born a cocksucker, Ryan." Surprisingly, Cooke moaned into Rich's cock when he said it, trying to swallow more of it. Rich looked at me and my half hard cock and motioned for me to come over. He put an arm around me and brought his lips to mine. I admit I was a little shy to respond at first, not really wanting Cooke to see us swapping spit, but I decided to go with the flow and relax, responding to Rich's kiss by driving my tongue in his mouth, seeking his.

“Uunnhhhh," I moaned into Rich's mouth, feeling a warm mouth suddenly swallow half my hard cock. I looked down and Cooke was now jacking off Rich's slick cock and was working on mine.

"Yeah, suck his cock, Ryan," Rich said, looking down at the big athlete, pulling the back of his neck forward, encouraging him to swallow even more of my cock down his throat.

Cooke alternated sucking Rich's and my cock for a while. Rich coaxed him to try relaxing his throat muscles to take more of our cocks in his mouth and pretty soon, he almost swallowed Rich to the hilt. I was damned impressed for someone who had only sucked cock a couple of times. At first, when Cooke was working on my cock, Ryan would bring his cock to his face, rubbing it on his cheeks, smacking his cock on his face. He was definitely getting off on having Cooke on his knees sucking both our cocks and I wondered what else his devious mind had planned.

"Okay, get up, Ryan," Rich ordered, yanking his cock out of the stud's mouth. He cupped his hands in his armpits and pulled him up to his feet. He pulled Cooke close to us and grabbed his face, drawing his lips toward the athlete’s mouth.

"Ohhh fuck," Cooke croaked, his lips mashing into Rich's, their mouths opening, seeking each other's tongues. Cooke surprised me again, never having seen him kiss Rich in our past three-ways. I was watching them make-out, their tongues battling for dominance before I felt a hand on the back of my head yank me forward and draw me into them. Rich kissed me again, his mouth wet with spit….his and Ryan’s…. and he shoved his tongue inside my mouth. He pulled me back, looked at me and said, "Kiss him." I just looked at him for a second, as if I didn't hear what he told me to do. "Kiss him, Jason."

I was still having mixed emotions about having Cooke crash our party, and things were moving too fast. I didn't care for the guy initially and cared even less for him for forcing Rich to change colleges, so I wasn't exactly chomping at the bit to kiss the guy. I looked at him for a sec and he had that hesitant look in his eyes, like he was suspicious of me. Fuck it, I sighed to myself. This was Rich's show, his revenge, so I wasn't gonna spoil it. I grabbed Cooke by the back of the neck and put my lips on his, shoving my tongue in his mouth to duel with his. He moaned in lust and grabbed the back of my head too and crushed my face to him, kissing me back with passion and before I knew it, we were making out big time!

I wasn’t even aware Rich had gone to his knees till I felt another hot mouth swallow my cock, causing me to groan. I shoved Rich's head further down my crotch, wanting him to swallow me to the root. He must've been jacking off Cooke's cock coz he was groaning in my mouth too.

"You fucking hot stud," Cooke whispered in my ear and he gently bit my earlobes. He began sucking and licking up and down my neck, giving me goose bumps all over my body and then would go back and make out with me again, grabbing the back of my head and pushing me to his lips.

"Ohhh fuck!" he moaned. "Suck it! It's been too long." I looked down and Rich had his face all the way down Cooke's trimmed bush, deep-throating him. Rich worked Cooke's hefty cock in and out of his mouth, playing with it with his tongue, causing the guy to whimper.

I was warming up to Cooke pretty damn fast. Faster than I cared to admit. He had me going when our tongues dueled for dominance and he was a damn good kisser. He was giving Rich a run a for his money.

Rich stood up again and before long, the three of us were making out with each other big time, jacking our own cocks before my hand was replaced by someone else and took over giving my cock pleasure.

"Kneel down, Ryan," Rich whispered in his ear. "Let's give our resident stud a tongue bath." They both knelt in front of me and Rich started sucking my cock, telling Cooke to suck my balls. They alternated their assigned tasks until they got on either side of my crotch and wrapped their lips along the length of my cock and began moving them back and forth, slathering their tongues all around the head.

"Oh yeah," I moaned from the pleasure. It felt like I was fucking a loose hole and I began to thrust my crotch forward and backward, timing it with their movements. I was too caught up in the pleasure they were giving to realize that Cooke had taken over sucking my cock and Rich had crawled behind me. He spread my ass cheeks wide with his hands and before I could protest, he had his tongue licking at my rosebud, causing me to yelp and buck forward, gagging Cooke with my cock.

"Ohhh fuck!!! Geeezzussss!!" I cried out, bending a little forward to give Rich more room. I had to steady myself a couple of times from what they were each doing. I'd never had this done to me before and it felt incredible. I began thrusting my groin backward and forward as I got serviced from both ends, each guy performing his task skillfully.

"Aaahhhh, what the.….," I cried, shoving Cooke's face down my crotch, gagging him again. Instead of feeling Rich's hot tongue poking my ass on my backward thrust, I had two fingers shoved all the way inside me. "Awwww fuck, Rich! Awwhh, Geezssss, Yeah, finger fuck me!" I thrust my groin backward, trying to shove his fingers inside me further, not letting go of Cooke's head as he continued to give me head. I was thrusting backwards and forwards like a madman, trying to get as much pleasure from both ends as possible.

Rich added another finger on my next backward thrust, adding more delight to my throbbing prostate. Cooke's hand began wandering back past my balls, feeling my asshole swallow Rich's fingers to the hilt.

"Oh fuck that's soo hot," he whispered, as he crawled back to where Rich was kneeling to see for himself what he was doing. "I'd never thought I'd ever see this. You're a fucking stud, Rich." I looked back and they were slobbering all over each other, Rich's hand still attached to my backside, shoving his fingers in.

"You wanna try it?" Rich whispered hoarsely in Cooke's ear. I was too far gone to care at this point. By this time, I was bent over the hotel desk with my legs spread wide open, thrusting my ass backwards as far as possible for them to pretty much do any fuckin’ thing they wanted. They both stood up and Rich had changed the angle of his thrusts, drilling my prostate like a machine gun as he jack-hammered my ass with his fingers.

"AAAhhhh Yeaahhh, fuck me!" I cried out burying my face on the desk. Rich's hand was suddenly jerked away from my ass and was immediately replaced by four thicker fingers being shoved all the way in, and I knew they were Cooke's fingers.

"Ooohh, fuck!" I yelled, looking back at Cooke. "God you've got thick fingers!!" I hissed in ecstasy, lust written all over my face. He had the same look, his mouth slightly open, staring back at me as he shoved his fingers in and out like a jackhammer. He found my love nut immediately and started attacking that too, prodding it constantly, driving me crazy.

"The better to fuck you with, Towne," he said hoarsely. He was pretty much fucking me with his hand, just like Rich had done earlier today and I couldn't stop him. I honestly didn't want to.

I felt my load start building from the brutal prostate massage. "Oh fuck, Cooke, you're gonna make me cum," I groaned.

"Too early for that, stud," Rich said, grabbing Cooke's hand and slowly withdrawing it from my battered asshole. I lay bent over the table for a minute, trying to catch my breath and get my wits about me. They had both done a number on my asshole.

"Cooke kneel down and bend forward on the bed," Rich told him.

The guy couldn't move fast enough! He had his ass at the edge of the bed with his legs spread wide open in a second. Rich knelt down behind him and began tonguing his ass, shoving his face in the stud's meaty ass, spreading it open with his hands.

"Ohhh fuck, yea.... Eat my ass!! Nobody's ever done that before….fuuuck!!" he hissed, burying his face on the bed. Rich went to town on Cooke's ass for a while before he started shoving his fingers inside it. I was leaning on the table and was watching Rich in action, taking charge of this whole thing and wondered what the hell I got myself into. Before the night was over I was afraid of pushing my limits even further than before.

I was hard as a rock, jacking my cock as I watched Cooke take four fingers in the ass. Rich was slightly bent over too while he was doing this, and I walked over and knelt behind him, rubbing my cock up and down his ass. He looked back and winked at me, a horny grin plastered to his face. He got the lube and poured some on my hand. "Take over," he whispered. The second Rich’s fingers left Cooke’s ass, I shoved four fingers in, just as they had done to me earlier, pushing the liquid inside his pulsating ass with my thick fingers.

"Ohh, fuck me," the stud groaned, humping his ass back to meet my thrust. "Fuck me, please.…."

I started to pull back, assuming Rich wanted to do the honors of sinking his thick eight inch tool in Cooke's pulsing ass but he stopped me.

"I wanna see you fuck him," he said, jacking his hard cock. I got behind the athletic stud and replaced my fingers with my thick cockhead, shoving all nine and a half inches of my cock inside his hole in one thrust.

"Ohhh fuck! Easy!!" Cooke, cried, rearing his upper body around from the pain, his right hand grabbing a hold of my groin, stopping me from pushing in so fast, but I was already in.

"I’m all the way inside you," I whispered in his ear. "Lemme know when you're ready." Normally I would have just kept on slamming in and out of him, not caring if he liked it or not, but something about tonight stopped me from doing it. I would never tell him, but I wanted Cooke to enjoy tonight as much as I was.

"Go ahead. Go slow and build up to it," he croaked.

I started slowly pumping a couple of inches of my cock in and out of him, easing him into the fuck. I got him used to that before sliding another couple of inches in and out of his ass.

"Ahhh, fuck me, Towne," he hissed. "Go ahead and fuck me. Make it sweet and dirty." He raised his upper body as I brought mine down and grabbed my head and gave me a sloppy kiss. I started making out with him while I gradually increased my thrusting till I was slamming my cock all the way inside his loose hole.

"Ohhh fuck!" I hissed, feeling Rich's fingers play with my hole as I thrust my pelvis upward. I didn't notice him come up behind me, and he began playing with my ass again, rubbing my rosebud as I thrust back, his fingers wet with lube. At my next upward thrust, he shoved a couple of fingers inside my hole causing me to howl with lust. I started hammering into Cooke's ass faster and the faster I fucked him, the faster Rich's fingers fucked me, till once again, he had five fingers inside me.

Cooke must've felt the sudden change in pace because he turned around to see what was going on. He saw Rich behind me, practically on my ass and grinned at him.

"Yeah, finger his ass, Rich," he said hoarsely. "Shove your entire hand in there." I looked at Cooke, alarmed at what he was suggesting and shoved my mouth down to his to make him stop giving Rich any more ideas. Rich had ideas of his own.

I felt the broad, blunt head of the twelve inch dildo he'd used on me earlier. It replaced his fingers and then some.

"Fuuuuuck!! Easy!!" I yelled, slowing my thrust to almost a standstill. But Rich didn't slow down, he didn't stop till he had the handle at the entrance of my pulsing hole, indicating I had all twelve inches inside me.

"Did you come inside me?" Cooke asked. "I thought I felt a quart of cum shoot out of your cock."

"You'll know when I cum inside you, Cooke," I said, hoarsely, my voice trembling a little as my ass was still getting used to the monster Rich had shoved in there. "Awww fuck, Rich, you're tearing me apart man!"

"I wanna feel how much he's got inside you," Cooke said, moving his right hand down between our bodies. I grabbed it and slammed it back on the bed, not wanting him to know Rich had busted my ass wide open, more open than his was right now.

"Keep your hands where they are," I hissed at him as I slammed my chest down on his back to prevent him from moving. It wasn't the smartest move I ever made cause it gave Rich more room to maneuver that monster in and out of me, my ass basically spread wide open and pushed up for him to do as he pleased.

"Fuck him, Rich. I wanna feel you fuck him. Take control and fuck both of us,” Cooke urged him.

I got used to size of the dildo and Rich began pumping it in and out of my battered hole, pulling it halfway out and slamming it back in with more force than before, nearly knocking the wind out of me. He'd apparently taken Cooke's words to heart because the strength of my thrust was determined by how hard Rich was slamming the long snake inside me.

"Yeah, fuck him hard, Rich!! Make me feel his cock inside me," Cooke moaned into the pillow. I didn't want to admit it but I was getting off on getting my ass fucked and fucking ass at the same time. Sometime between getting fucked and fucking ass, Rich hooked his hands underneath my chest and pulled my torso up, changing the angle of the dildo going inside me.

"Oh fuck! That feels so fuckin good!" I growled, the dildo doing an incredible number on my bowels.

"I can make it feel better," Rich whispered in my ear as he pushed me back into him even more. I just nodded, agreeing to whatever he said he would do to make it better. He pushed me back down on Cooke and attacked my asshole again with his toy. He shoved it inside me to the hilt and leaned forward, swiping my ear with his tongue before asking if I was ready. "Fuck yeah," I groaned, without even knowing what he was going to do. Nothing could have prepared me for what he was about to do. I felt his blunt cockhead begin to shove its way inside my ass on top of the dildo, pushing and shoving, trying to get in. It didn't register at first what he was trying to do but the second I started to feel my sphincter muscles give way to his cockhead, I got the picture and definitely got worried.

“Damn! No, man, I can’t do this,” I gasped over my shoulder. I didn’t want Cooke to know what he was trying to do.

"Relax, Jason," Rich said, rubbing my back soothingly. "You'll enjoy this, I swear." He shoved hard into me again and I felt his cockhead pop through.

"Aaaarrrggghhh, fuck!" I yelled. I felt my ass-ring suddenly stretched to the limit and felt it was about to snap, like a rubber band that's been stretched too far. Rich let the head of his cock rest inside my pulsing ass for a while.

"Ohhhh, Geezusss, Rich, what're you doing to me!" I groaned. His answer was to start shoving his cock in me slowly, sliding it along the rubber dildo.

"Yeah fuck him!” Cooke yelled beneath me, getting off on what Rich was doing to me. "Fucker's cock has never been harder. I just felt him jet out another quart of precum inside me."

“No you didn’t,” I growled. I thought he was intentionally making it sound even better than it was just to encourage Rich, and Rich didn’t need any encouragement.

“The fuck I didn’t,” he said.

After he had shoved his thick eight inches all the way inside me, Rich let my ass get accustomed to having two large cocks inside it.

"How does it feel stud?" he whispered, pulling my upper body up again as he started to slide his cock in and out of my stretched hole. “Still think you can’t do it?”

"Fucking amazing," I groaned, in a daze. "Fuck me, Rich. Fuck me real hard." I couldn't believe the intense feelings that were coursing through my body as Rich began sawing his cock in and out of me. My prostate felt like it was about to explode and I was whimpering incoherently, my brain in overdrive. A couple of days ago I would have never given a thought to getting my ass fucked and yet here I was, getting fucked not by one big cock, but by two! The logical side of me gave up trying to fight these waves of pleasure coursing through me. I had lost all inhibition in front of Rich and Cooke and began to really enjoy the pleasure Rich was delivering on my backside, and from Cooke in the front.

"Oh my God... I'm getting close." I gasped, feeling the cum start to build inside my body. My balls were getting bruised slapping on Cooke's ass as Rich slammed his cock inside me.

"Yeah, let go, Jason, I want you to whitewash Cooke's ass with your cum," Rich said, slamming in and out of me. He also started to jackhammer me with the dildo at the same time and that sent me over the edge.

I yelled as I felt my cum surge through my body and begin blasting inside Cooke's pulsing ass-walls, filling him to the brink with my cum-juice. This time I was cumming and he was going to know it.

"Ohhh fuck! I'm cumming!!" Cooke groaned, bucking underneath me, shooting his cum all over the bed sheet.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum…..whitewash your bowels!!" Rich groaned as he plunged his cock one final time inside me and I felt hot cum sear through my ass-lining, filling me up till I felt it leaking out of my abused hole. I'd never felt anything like it in my life, and I desperately wanted to tell him not to stop.

We all collapsed on top of each other, our bodies dripping with sweat, and all of us gasping for air, trying to make the natural high last as long as possible. Rich got up off me as Cooke started to squirm from our collective weight, slowly pulling his cock and the dildo out of my ass.

"Unnnhhh," I groaned as the head of the dildo popped out. My ass felt battered, and terribly empty, but I couldn't get over how good that felt. Cum started leaking from my ass and Rich swooped down and started licking it, swiping his tongue on my loose ass-ring, eating his own cum out of my ass. It grossed me out but the feeling of his tongue was soothing to my sore ass and I didn't want him to stop. In fact, I squeezed my ass muscles, trying to force more of his cum out for him to lap up.

Cooke squirmed again and I slipped my cock out of him and rolled to his side. "Sorry about the weight, man," I croaked. He scooted closer to me and drew his lips to mine for a post fuck make out session for a good solid minute till we both had to pull apart to catch our breath. I put my arm around him and we both passed out from exhaustion.

I'm not sure how long I was out but I woke to loud groans coming from the other bed. I turned over to see Rich fucking Cooke from behind, drilling him a new asshole.

"Aaaaaaahhh, fuck, yeah," Cooke moaned loudly, humping his ass up to meet Rich's thrusts. "Fuck me, you hot stud. I've wanted this for a long time."

"Well you're definitely getting fucked, now," Rich replied not stopping. "How does it feel to get fucked by two big cocks?"

"Fucking amazing," he replied, jutting his ass further up.

I didn't get how he could be fucked by two cocks since I was asleep but then it dawned on me that Rich must be using the dildo on Cooke that he’d used on me earlier to double penetrate Cooke's ass. My asshole pulsed as I imagined how Cooke must feel like, having been fucked like that myself.

They didn't notice I was awake and I watched for a while as Rich plundered Cooke's backside till he was begging to cum.

"Ohh, please," he begged. "Make me cum, I can't take much more. I feel like you're fucking me a new asshole. Aaaahhh!!"

"Just a few more minutes," Rich said, jack-hammering his ass even harder. I was amazed at Rich's stamina. Who knew this stud had it in him to fuck two top jocks in such a short span of time. My mind did a mental flinch at the word 'top'. I'd been fucked and almost fisted a few times now, even been double penetrated, not to mention having my ass bred....and enjoyed every bit of it. But I was still trying to convince myself that this was a one-time deal and there wasn't gonna be a repeat performance once I left the room. But I wasn't so sure of that, especially now that Rich and Cooke entered the picture.

"Aaaahhhhh, here it comes!!" Rich yelled, plunging in one last time as he started to spasm and jolt. He pulled Cooke up to his chest as he came and I saw Cooke's hard cock start spewing his cum juice on the bed too.

Cooke collapsed on the bed, and Rich went down with him. They both passed out from exhaustion shortly afterwards so I decided to head to the bathroom to check out the damage on my ass and take a shower to wash off the sweat.

I sat on the toilet, flushing out Rich's cum deposit in my ass and wondering where I managed to store it all. Next I stepped in the shower and began to wash up, feeling my ass to make sure it wasn't bleeding or anything after it’s gotten majorly tore up. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt and felt as tight as ever, but my finger pushed in pretty easily. The shower felt good on my body and gave me some energy back and I wondered what else Rich intended on doing both Cooke and me. I guess I had accepted the fact by now that Rich was running the show, considering everything I let him do to me.

I heard someone taking a leak in the toilet and then the shower curtain drew back.

"Hey stud," Cooke said, looking worn out. "Mind if I join you, need to wash off all this sweat and cum.

I moved to let him hop in the shower with me. I switched places with him and started soaping his back and his ass, getting him cleaned up.

"Thanks, man," he sighed. I stooped down to wash off his legs too and even began washing his ass-trench, making him flinch a little.

"God my ass feels like fucking hamburger," he laughed. "I was fucked pretty hard by two major studs today."

One more major than the other, I thought, thinking of how Rich had gone hog wild.

“How does your ass feel?" Cooke asked me.

It would be useless to try to deny that I got fucked by Rich, too, considering I was whimpering like a baby the whole time.

"A little tender," I was all I could come up with.

"I didn't think you had in you, Towne," Cooke said, smiling at me. "You really let go back there. Fucking hot. Wish I'd been able to see Rich in action."

"Night's young, Cooke. You never know what else is gonna happen," I said. I was beginning to regard Cooke in a different light, and right now, he was definitely turning me on. I stepped closer to him and he wrapped his arms around my waist and we made out for a long time, our hardons pressing against each other's hard stomachs.

"Don't tease me, man," Cooke said hoarsely. "I've fantasized about this for a long time." He had his hand around my ass and began to seek out my hole and rub his fingers on it back and forth.

"Well, I hate to say this, but tonight you just might get your wish," I answered back before kissing him again. His thick fingers were feeling good on my rosebud.

We made out for a while longer then finished washing up before getting out to dry. Rich was still passed out on the other bed when we walked back into the bedroom.

"All this fucking's made me hungry," he said. "Let's go grab a bite real quick. We'll leave sleeping beauty a note that we went out for a bit."

We got dressed and left Rich a note that we'd be back shortly.

"Listen, Towne, I wanna thank you again for inviting me over to your room," Cooke said as he bit into a burger. "You didn't have to do that you know."

"Rich wanted you there," I said, not thinking about what I said. He stopped chewing for a second and just looked at me, hesitant to ask his next question.

"What about you?" he started quietly. "Did you want me to be here?"

I felt like an ass for being careless like that, specially after I saw a different side to him I hadn't seen before. "I'll be honest with you, Cooke," I began. "I wasn't looking forward to having you crash our party. You've been such an asshole to Rich and to me, I didn't think it was a good idea to have you here."

"Look I'm sorry if I was that way," he said. "I just.…I mean, I've always had fantasies about getting it on with hot studs so when I saw you and Rich that night, my mind was in overdrive trying to scheme my way in for a piece of the action. I know I fucked up big time the way I acted, and I'm really sorry." He was looking miserable while he was talking, first time the cocky Ryan Cooke had shown any emotion other than arrogance.

"Look, Cooke, it's Rich you have to apologize to the most. You drove him out!" I was still pissed at what he'd done to the guy.

"I know, I know," he said. "That was the first thing I did when I walked in the hotel room, I swear!"

"What did Rich say?"

"He said I'd have to make it up to both of you.…with my ass," Cooke said, blushing a little. We both laughed at what he said. “Yeah, he was pretty adamant about it,” he went on.

"Well I don’t know if you’re ready, but I'm definitely ready for round two of you making it up to us," I said. “I’m getting horny again.”

"Me too, stud," he said. Then dropping his voice he said, "Thinking about my nine inch cock slamming into your tight ass is definitely making me super horny.”

"I'll have to think about it, Cooke" I responded, my hole twitching at the suggestion.

“Think real hard,” he said.

We made it back to the hotel in what we thought was record time, but Rich was no longer asleep.

"Sounds like you two studs had some bonding time," Rich said as Cooke and I walked in, laughing about a lame ass joke he'd made. Rich had just gotten out of the shower and was drying his naked body.

"Yeah... kinda," Cooke replied, looking at me, smiling.

I couldn't help but smile back. He was definitely growing on me.

"Cool," Rich said, smiling at both of us. "Cause I'm horny again."

"Whaaat??" I said. "But you just fucked us.…" I stopped what I was gonna say, suddenly embarrassed to admit out loud that I’d gotten fucked in the ass.

Cooke immediately started getting naked. "C'mon, Towne," he said, taking off his shirt. "You said you were horny too. Besides, I'm ready to fuck me some of this." He grabbed a handful of my left ass cheek and started to knead it. He grabbed the front of my jeans and started to take them off as Rich walked up and attacked my shirt.

"Fuck that's a nice tight ass," Cooke said, kneeling behind me, a hand on each butt cheek.

"Taste it," Rich said, pushing Cooke's head towards my crack. There was no hesitation this time and he dived right in, licking my ass-trench like a man possessed. Rich grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart and helped Cooke dive in deeper, shoving his entire face in my ass-trench as he licked and sucked it with abandon.

"Ahhh, fuck, that's a nice ass," he murmured. "Just the right amount of hair at the opening. So fucking juicy I could eat it all day if I didn’t wanta fuck it so bad."

"Let's get on the bed," Rich said, shoving Cooke out of my ass and helping him up. "Lay on your back and spread your legs, Jason."

"Yeah, spread em," Cooke whispered. I was barely on my back when Cooke dove on my cock and began to suck as much of it as he could, choking a little then backing off and trying again, and again. Meanwhile Rich grabbed a hold of the lube and poured it on my ass-trench, coating my pucker hole.

"Okay, fuck him, Ryan," Rich whispered as leaned down to where Cooke was busy sucking my cock. The athlete looked at me, his face driven with lust.

"You heard what the man said, Towne, I'm gonna fuck you good and hard," he said, pushing his body in between my spread legs and grabbing hold of my ankles to place them on his broad shoulders. "Payback's a bitch." He aimed his missile and began to push in, breaching past my pucker hole and not stopping, going past the ass ring till he sank his entire thick, nine-inch cock all the way inside me.

"Fuuuuck!" I yelled. "Take it easy! Let me get used to it!

"Shut the fuck up and take it like a man," Cooke spat, suddenly transforming into his alpha-male persona. He began to shove his cock half way in and out at the first thrust, forcing the air out of my lungs. A choking sound came out of my mouth and I saw stars. Cooke definitely knew how to fuck and he showed me all his moves. Not even five minutes into it, he was drilling my prostate so fast I thought I would cum right there!

"Ohhhh...fuck me," I gasped. "Fuck me, you hot stud! Take my ass!"

"Oh I'm taking your ass alright," Cooke responded. "I’m gonna fuck your ass like it's never been fucked. I'm gonna turn this ass into pile of quivering meat. You won't be able to walk for a week, Towne."

"Ohhhhhhh, yeah, fuck me!" I yelled at him as he flipped me on my side and drilled my ass from an angle. I began to moan loudly from his pounding, unable to get over how quickly he'd turned my ass inside out.

"Get on top of him and fuck yourself on his big cock," Rich said to me. Cooke pulled out and laid on the bed, holding his big cock upright for me to sit on. I clambered on top of him, eager to feel that hot poker sliding down inside me.

"Ahhh fuck!" I cried. No sooner had I bottomed out before Cooke started hammering his cock in and out of me. I felt a hand push me down, and Cooke grabbed a hold of me and we started making out while he fucked me a new asshole.

"This is gonna feel a little different from the twelve inch dildo," Rich said loud enough for Cooke to hear. He looked at me for second before a knowing grin spread on his face, realizing I wasn't just fucked by Rich but double penetrated.

"Fucker, he's turning us both into bottoms," Cooke said to me, shaking his head in disbelief.

He was right, of course. Rich Logan had masterfully turned Cooke and I from the top studs that we were into his willing bottom boys, eager to take cock every chance we got.

"Oh fuck!" Cooke and I both gasped at the same time, but different reasons. Rich had clambered on behind me and aimed his cock at my pulsing rosebud, pushing his way till his head popped in past my ass-ring. Cooke stopped thrusting and I lay still on top of him, trying to relax while Rich began to push his cock alongside Cooke's, inside my ass.

"Oh Godd," I moaned. It was so tight, I could feel every vein of his hot cock as it slid in my ass-walls, filling me up the point of bursting. "Easy, please.... go slow, man. Feels like both your cocks are on fire inside me"

Rich kept stopping every couple of inches to let me get used to it. Eventually, I was impaled on two thick cocks at the same time. Neither of them was still for very long.

"Shit! This is what I call an ass! A totally fuckable ass!" Ryan said. "Aww, yeah...,fuck him.…I wanna feel that big horse cock sliding against mine!"

Rich leaned down over my back. "This what you wanted, stud? Is it feeling okay?"

I couldn’t say its what I wanted, or even what I bargained for when I came to meet Rich Logan, but now that I was getting it…..yeah, I wanted it. I wanted it bad. "Ohhh, Yessssss! Awww..,fuck me...,fuck me, you big studs! Fuck me a new asshole!"

They fucked me together, simultaneously. They fucked me with alternating piston strokes. Then one of them would lie still while the other fucked me. I couldn't tell which one I liked better. I couldn't believe the way my asshole was stretched to accommodate the girth of both of their cocks.

"Ohhh Godd, I'm getting really close," Ryan groaned. "Let's cum together and fill his hole, Rich!" They both started pumping faster, racing to the finish line.

"Ahhh fuck!!" Ryan yelled and I felt his cock pulse and blast hot cum all over my ass walls. Rich followed shortly, thrusting all the way in one last time before depositing his load deep inside me. I really couldn’t pinpoint when I went off. I just know it happened sometime in the middle of their dual climaxes, so hard it rocked my brains.

We lay entwined and totally connected, gasping to catch our breath. When they withdrew their cocks, their cum leaked out of my battered hole. Rich had to grab a towel and lay it beneath me, I was leaking so much cum. I couldn't even stand for a few minutes from the fucking I just got. Ryan had to help me to the bathroom to take a cum dump cause I couldn't hold it all in.

I splashed cold water on my face afterwards and looked at my reflection in the mirror, expecting to see a different person, looking back at me. That was true, in a sense. The guy looking back at me was still the same good looking stud, except for his eyes. I think I tried to avoid the eyes in the mirror, but finally I looked. It was like looking into my own soul, and I wasn’t sure I liked what I saw, but I knew I would have to accept it…..get used to it. I liked getting fucked. Not just fucked….I liked being hammered, double cocked……fucked any way I could get it. I didn't dwell on it and staggered back out. Cooke and Rich were both still in bed, still naked and were playing with their cocks leisurely.

"How you feeling stud?" Rich asked me looking a little worried.

"My ass feels like there was a train collision inside it."

"You took it pretty fucking well for a newbie, Towne," Ryan said.

I lay down between them and rested a while. I felt strangely contented and at ease with myself. Cooke dropped off to sleep, and soon started snoring. Rich and I looked at each other and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me. Just a light kiss; nothing passionate. Then he closed his eyes. I lay there watching him till his mouth grew slack and he began to snort softly. I leaned over and brushed my lips over his then laid my head in the pillow between them. We all fell asleep in one bed.

The End

(If you liked the story--or if you didn’t--I would appreciate hearing from you at Peterbilt1228@live.com. Especially if you’ve had any similar experiences, or anything close; I would like to hear about it. I get a lot of my inspiration and ideas from readers).

Thanks, Pete