Chapter 24 -- Part II From Jess' viewpoint
The porch was spacious and, as Justin had said, quite private. He told us the hot tub would need to warm up some more before we got in. He flipped some switches. Motors and water whirred. Justin climbed onto the edge of the tub and dangled his feet into the frothing water. He patted the spot beside him and nodded at me, signaling I should sit there beside him. I sat down and Billy sat next to me.
I felt awkward sitting between Justin and Billy, particularly since what had just happened in Justin's room. I mean, I'd come really close to letting Justin fuck me right in front of Billy. Even if he hadn't fucked me, what he did, rubbing his cock up against my asshole, was . . . it was truly unbelievable.
If he'd tried to actually stick his dick in my . . . I'm not sure what I would have done. Probably I would have let him do it. I don't think I could take both of them together like Justin was talking about. But one. For sure. Particularly if it was Justin. I didn't know if I would do it, but I was pretty sure I could do it. I could let Justin take my ass.
I had wondered most of the way down to the hot tub why Justin hadn't tried to fuck me. We were both ready. I'm sure he wanted to. And I think I wanted him to. Maybe.
Anyway, the three of us were sitting side by side. All sporting wood. Maybe, I thought. Maybe it will happen now. Maybe Justin still wants to fuck me. Or for both of them to fuck me. I didn't have a clue whether I'd let them or not. Whether I wanted it to happen or not.
All I knew was I was horny as hell and was sitting bare ass naked and hard with two of the hottest guys I'd probably ever meet. Something was gonna happen.
The two of them seemed perfectly at ease. I wanted to relax and enjoy the moment, too. After all, we were just three guys hanging out together.
Billy dipped one hand in the water and then ran his wet hand up and down his hard cock a couple of times. I could see his cock swell as he did it. I really couldn't take my eyes away and then realized he was watching me watching him. I looked up into his face and he winked. I smiled and winked back. So much for just hanging out.
"Mind if I stroke your dick a little," Billy asked me. I felt very self-conscious, but things were going so well for a change, I didn't want to spoil it. Plus I'd just let Justin rub his cock up and down my ass, while Billy watched. How could I say no? And I have to say it was a great boost to my psyche to be getting so much attention. So I nodded OK.
Billy wrapped his wet hand around my cock. It felt great. It felt so incredibly real. So right now. So hot. My insides were churning with excitement and tension. Each second seemed a lifetime in slow motion as my mind focused on the littlest details of sense and pleasure. Billy was stroking my cock. My cock was rock hard. Billy was really getting me cranked.
This wasn't like the fantasies I had had about sex with Billy. Even when he had jerked me off in my room, or when we were on the so-called "date," I think I always covered what was really happening with some imagined fantasy. That was all stripped away and this was nothing but my best friend's hand wrapped around my hot cock, slowly pumping me. Pumping my rock hard, horny boy cock. I could feel my hot blood surging in my dick. I could feel each of Billy's fingers as they slid up and down. Particularly on my cockhead and even more so on the flaring ridge of my cockhead. This was more like when we used to sit in my room and beat ourselves off as kids. It seemed that fresh and new. Only better. Sexier. I thought if I started cumming, I might never stop.
I decided if this felt so good to me, I should return the favor. So I wrapped my hand around Billy's eight-inch hard-on. I was surprised how good it felt. Warm and firm. I loved the bulging vein running up it. How I could feel the warm blood pumping through his cock. See his pre-cum oozing down across the taut purplish skin of his cockhead and onto my stroking fingers.
He flexed his cock muscles to make it move in my hand. It was so alive. I could feel sexual energy passing from Billy's cock, through my hand and body and back to my own cock. We started jacking each other in unison. Slowly. Gently. Sexy.
I could see Billy's pre-cum really start to flow. He dipped a finger from his free hand into that clear oozing goo and raised it to my lips. I licked it all off. He offered me another finger full. It tasted so sweet. So good. Much sweeter than mine.
I didn't have as much pre-jizz as Billy, but I was flowing, too, and I offered up a finger covered in my pre-cum to Billy's waiting tongue. He lapped it in. Made an Mmmmm sound of appreciation and then gently kissed me on the lips. No tongue. Just a gentle, lingering kiss. I could feel the sticky pre-cum on his lips and as our lips parted, I licked my lips so as not to miss a thing.
I had forgotten all about Justin during this exchange. It had been as though Billy and I were completely alone. Alone that is until I felt Justin's fingers wrapping around my dick. Pushing Billy's busy hand to the base of my cock, while Justin's expert fingers wrapped around my cockhead. Ohhhhh. I was swooning from the double attention my cock was getting. I hadn't gotten off since the morning before and my cock was more than ready for this action.
"It just looked like so much fun," Justin said to me. "I didn't want to miss out." I smiled at him and he kissed me. Just the way Billy had.
"I wouldn't want you to miss out," I said as our brief kiss ended. I wrapped my remaining free hand around Justin's enormous long cock. It wasn't thicker than Billy's, but I could tell immediately it was longer. And wetter. Justin's cock was flowing more pre-jizz than I had ever seen. I licked my lips. I couldn't help myself.
Justin saw me staring at his awesome cock and asked, "Want a taste of mine?"
I didn't need to respond. Before he'd finished asking his finger was mopping up some of the gooey juice and reaching over to my waiting lips. "Thanks," I said as his hand went down to get a sample of my leaking pre-jizz.
So there we were. Three friends who'd been through a hell of a couple of weeks, sitting side by side on Justin's hot tub. Just stroking each other. Nice and easy. Feeling the blood surging to our cocks. The tingling in the nuts. The extra sensitivity in our cockheads. With all that tomorrow would bring, we didn't have a care in the world at that moment.
"Every guy should have that moment," Justin offered out of nowhere. Billy and I both stopped stroking and looked at him slightly puzzled.
"Don't stop jacking me," Justin said to me firmly, but politely. I resumed stroking his cock. And Billy restarted his friendly action on my hot cock.
Justin said to me, "You said you'd never had that moment when you felt your life as a gay guy was officially begun. We can't let that stand." Justin eased himself into the now quite warm hot tub. Then he turned to Billy. "Come on, Billy, let's create a moment he'll never forget." Billy followed Justin's lead and slipped into the warm water.
I grinned, but there were butterflies in my gut. I had no idea what was happening.
Justin lowered himself farther in the water until his face was even with my throbbing cock. He stuck out his tongue and licked it from where it left my balls to the tip of my cockhead. "Come on, Billy, help me," he said.
Billy needed no further encouragement. In a flash, both of these beautiful, hot guys were licking up and down my cock. Kissing it. Sucking the sides of my stiff stalk into their mouths. Kissing each other with the head of my cock trapped between their lips.
I could feel their dueling tongues playing across the taut surface of my cockhead. They were playing with me in every oral way they could short of putting my cock in their mouths and sucking me off.
From time to time, one or the other would lick my nuts or suck one or both of my nuts into a warm, waiting, hungry mouth. I was groaning and writhing and squirming. My hips would thrust from time to time. I had no control over my own body, much less what was happening around me.
Occasionally, I could feel a stubbled chin or cheek graze across my sensitive cock, sending special shivers down to my nuts. I could hear their slurping lips as they licked and lapped at my meat. I could see them playing with their own hard cocks and each other's.
And then it started. That special tightness in my nuts. The uncontrollable curling of my toes. My back stiffening. My breath coming it little gasps. And at last low, guttural moans from deep within my sexual soul. I let out a sound of pure lust.
I looked down at Justin and Billy, both still working studiously at my cock They were both smiling up at me. My cock. My raging hard-on tucked within their lips as they slid up and down its length. I could tell they were smiling at me. "Guys, I'm afraid I'm gonna cum," I said with a strangled voice. So caught up in the strain of trying not to cum that I could hardly speak.
They both pulled their mouths a short distance from my ready-to-explode cock. "Go ahead. Cum," Billy said.
He knew it would only take a little nudge. My dick was twitching and leaking and aching to cum. But I was still holding back. Just barely. My raging hard-on ached with its need to cum, but still I could make the moment last. But just for a moment.
"Just a little more," I moaned.
Billy sucked my nuts into his mouth as Justin pinched the nipple closest him and licked up the exposed underside of my cock. His tongue was firm but soft. Warm and wet. Incredibly sexy. That was all I needed.
My cum exploded from my cock, spraying my chest, my chin, my shoulder. So much cum for me. And such release. Such power. I felt like a super hero spraying my cum. Like some special power I had. It was overwhelming in intensity and I bellowed, "I'm gay, goddamn it! Fucking gay." It was an affirmation for me. A positive moment of incredible fulfillment, release, lust and bonding with these two guys.
"Not yet," Justin said. "Your not gay yet, but your gonna be." And he started to climb out of the hot tub, as did Billy.
They'd been in the water and I hadn't seen their cocks clearly. But now I realized their cocks were as hard as cocks can be. Excited by all the action. Straining for release. Not wanting to wait another second for their turn. They were so hard and ready to cum.
"Well, look at you, cum boy," Billy said looking at where I had sprayed my cum across my chin to my chest and more. It was gray and creamy and kind of stringy. It was dripping down my sides. Pooling on my abs. Clinging to my cheeks. "Looking good, stud!" Billy said.
Justin was spreading our towels on the floor nearby and easing me back so I was laying flat on my back on one of the towels. Billy and Justin knelt on either side of me on the other towels.
"I've always heard it said, `Be careful what you ask for'," Justin said to me. "You just might get it. Now you're gonna get it. And get it good."
With that he and Billy began to jerk their incredible cocks. "I hope you're ready for this, cuz I sure as fuck am," Billy said.
"So then you're ready?" Justin asked Billy.
"Loaded and ready to fire, sir," Billy said.
"Fire away," Justin said as he began cumming in astounding spurts of the thickest ropes of creamy cum. He held his cock firmly in his hand directing the volleys of cum all over my body. It seemed to leap into the air in swirls and sprays. Cum flying everywhere. Burying my cum with Justin's huge cum loads.
I could feel it covering my skin. Warm and wet. The smell was like fruit. The aroma of his cum filled the air. His cum was covering my body.
Then Billy started to cum, too. He held his cock directly over my face and his cum poured down over his knuckles and onto my mouth and nose and neck. I opened my mouth to let it flow in. I strained my neck to get closer to his flowing cock. His cum was not as thick as Justin's, but a rich flow of hot boy cock juice that was quickly covering my face. Running down my cheeks. In my hair. Running into my nose. Splashing on my lips and chin. Coating my teeth and tongue. Flowing into my mouth. There was plenty for my mouth to taste. And still so much more. Cum! God fucking damn, it was finally raining cum down all over me.
It seemed like they would never stop cumming on me. But they did at last. And when they did stop cumming, they started lapping up the gooey mess that coated my body. Licking from my nips to my lips and occasionally slipping a cum covered tongue in my mouth. I was raging hard again. I rubbed both my hand in the pools of cum on my abs and started jacking myself again two-handed. It felt so great to be jacking off with their cum as my lube. While they watched with obvious approval.
It wasn't long before the urges surged in my nuts and up through my cock. Billy saw my toes curl and got his head in place. As I fired off my load, he caught the first blast in his mouth and then quickly took my raging hard-on into his mouth, capturing my rich flow of boy juice.
When I'd finished cumming, he lifted his head and smiled at me, my cum dripping from one corner of his mouth, a little splash in his hair as well. He leaned his head toward mine and kissed me, passing my full cum load from his mouth to mine. I swallowed it and licked inside Billy's mouth to see if there was any more.
What had come over me, I wondered. I had never relaxed and enjoyed sex like this. As that realization settled in my brain, my stomach tightened at the thought of what I had done. I couldn't really believe it now that it was over.
What had seemed so free and easy at the moment it was happening now seemed impossible. I could feel cooling cum running down my side. Taste my own cum in my mouth. See Billy and Justin, their faces smeared with my cum and their cum too, in a passionate kiss directly over me. Their semi-hard cocks still dripping cum slowly onto my cum-covered body.
I was gay. There could be no doubt about that.
I'd enjoyed the hell out of this lusty three-way. There could be no doubt about it. I had loved the attention. Loved the sex. Cum like crazy. And been cum on. Finally someone had cum all over me. Not just someone, but these two special someones.
But was this me or some aberration? Not me, a voice in the back of my head was saying. This is not me. Not me.
After the three of us caught our breaths and licked and/or wiped most of the cum off of me, we settled into the hot tub for real. Just relaxing. Talking. Mostly Billy talking about what he wanted to say to the guys at Ted's the next day.
I mostly listened, or tried to. My mind was in complete chaos from the events just ended. I couldn't seem to take it all in. It didn't seem real. I could remember everything that happened. Each touch. Each lick. Each stroke. But try as I might, I couldn't piece back together how this had happened . . . how I'd been coaxed into cumming by Justin and Billy . . . how I'd let them cum all over me . . . cum as no two other guys could cum . . . all over me. It was not like me to give myself up with such abandon.
How had this started? Who had triggered all this sexual release?
Even as I tried to piece that together, my mind kept coming back to a question I had wanted to ask Billy all day. Did he remember the day in my room when my mom walked in on the two of us? Did he really jack me off that day? Was he the one who made the first move that day? Had he made the first move again today? Or was I responsible? Had I made all this happen? I wanted to ask, but the moment never seemed right.
To Be Continued . . .
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