Jess' Story
Chapter 19, Part II From Jess' viewpoint
Ever since that day at H.R.'s, Paul had been on top of the world. So happy and into everything. He said he was really excited that we were going to commit to each other sexually, emotionally, every way that two guys can. Even financially as best we could. I guess that pledge of bonding was reason enough for him to be so keyed up all the time.
I was excited too. Of course it wasn't going to be my first time like Paul's. But I was really excited that finally I had done everything just right. Including finding the perfect guy! But most important of all I was just glad that we'd taken our time and gotten to know each other over the summer. I hadn't just jumped in bed and fucked because I wanted to. Or because someone wanted me to.
Me and Paul had gotten to know each other pretty damn well, but it seemed there were always more things to learn. Like the weekend after we were at H.R. and Karl's place. It must have been early Saturday evening. I'd been reading and Paul had been on the phone in the bedroom for a long time. I finally got curious and headed back to check in with him.
As I got closer to the door, I could hear him saying, "I did tell him no. I told him I wanted Jess to suck my cock. You should have seen the look on H.R.'s face."
I pushed the door open and walked in. Paul was leaning back against the headboard. His shorts unsnapped, unzipped and wide open. His cock . . . his amazingly beautiful cock . . . was standing tall. He had one hand wrapped around it and was slowly stroking it.
He looked up at me, winked and flashed me a smile. I knew right away he was talking to Billy. Paul wouldn't be so relaxed talking about that day with anyone but me or Billy or maybe Justin. But I was ready to bet everything it was Billy.
"Hi, Billy," I shouted toward the phone. "Has he got you as hard as he's got himself right now?"
Paul laughed at something Billy must have been saying to him and then held the phone up so I could talk to Billy. I leaned my head close to the phone and said, "So are you hard too? Cuz you know I'm gonna have to tell H.R. He'll wanna know. Details. Details. Details!"
Billy started laughing. I'd recognize his laugh anywhere. "How'd you know it was me?" he finally said.
"Because Paul is laying here on the bed with his friggin hard cock in his hand getting ready to stroke off a load. It better be you," I said. As I talked to Billy, Paul eased himself down so he was laying flat on the bed. His head on his pillow staring up at me. Smiling. He was so hard. And sexy as hell.
We all had a good laugh as I let Paul take the phone back to finish his talk with Billy. I was gonna go back into the other room and read some more. I really was. But as I looked at Paul lying there. His hard cock in his hand. The bed looked so warm and inviting. No, it was Paul who looked so inviting. Paul with his big, old cock in his hand.
I couldn't resist. I curled up next to Paul. My head resting on his abs as my pillow. I pretended to go to sleep as Paul went on telling Billy about his big face-to-face with H.R.
He started to describe what my mouth felt like on his cock and I couldn't stop myself. Stuff like, "His lips felt so warm sucking tight around my penis. I was so excited by the day and all that had happened and now this! Jess sucking my cock right in front of these guys. . ."
I rolled my head to the side so I was looking right into Paul's cockhead. He saw me looking at it. My mouth only inches away. He squeezed his hand tight around his swollen shaft and slowly began to move it from the base of his cock to the head.
As he squeezed closer and closer to the head, a drop of pre-cum started to form on his cock lips. That little drop got larger until it started to trickle down. I mean . . . I just had to. My tongue slid out between my lips and slurped it right off his dark purple cockhead. It was so swollen and hard from him squeezing it. And his pre-jizz was so sweet. I was ready to bust a load right then.
Instead I wrapped my lips around his cockhead and sucked, while with my free hand I loosened my shorts and tried to wriggle free of them. But it wasn't working. Finally I had to release Paul's cock from my sucking lips and get off the bed and strip naked.
As I got back into position, Paul was telling Billy, "He just chucked all his clothes and I think he's gonna suck me off while I tell you about it." There was a pause as Billy said something and then as I started sucking Paul off for real, he said to Billy, "Yeah, he really is. Listen! You can hear it."
Paul put the phone down close to my lips, which were tight around his cock. I was slurping and sucking for all I was worth as he gently pumped in and out of my mouth. He was really doing all the work, but the sound of my suck job was quite clear.
"Yeah, that's him sucking me. Like he did the other night. Only then we were right beside H.R. and Karl. And H.R. was sucking Karl, who is so hot. I had no idea he was going to be so good looking. . . . And Jess was sucking me. And it was so great! Then Karl leaned over and kissed me while we were both getting suck off. And . . ."
I sort of tuned out Paul's conversation with Billy as I wrapped my mouth and my mind around his throbbing cock. I was telling my own story in my own mind. It involved the four of us. In my mind Billy was actually in bed with us. And Justin was there with us too. We were all on this bed. All sucking and touching and throbbing and aching for the closeness of each other. Hard cocks rubbing against each other's bodies. Moans and groans and the smell of guys and sex and cum thick in the air. We were having a fucking orgy like I'd never known.
I don't really know why I was thinking like that. I mean I had had thoughts of doing shit with Justin and Billy a million times. It had been a jerk-off fantasy of mine a million times. But this was really the first like vivid thoughts I'd had of the four of us. And it was amazing to picture me an Paul fucking around with Billy and Justin. It had me so turned on.
Even as my mind created this incredible fantasy of sex and friends and throbbing hard cocks, I was playing with Paul's tight nuts and running my hands across his smooth chest and letting my tongue wander around his hardened cockhead in my mouth. And that was for real. The two experiences together - sucking Paul's throbbing cock and fantasizing doing all kinds of shit with the four of us -- were mind-blowing.
I could taste Paul's pre-jizz leaking onto my tongue and hear his voice as though in the distance telling Billy how good a cocksucker I was. I don't know if he was talking about the other night at H.R.'s or had started describing what I was doing at the moment. It didn't matter. I was so turned on and so into sucking Paul's cock and feeling as though we were all wrapped up in this thing together. . . . I was burning up! Sweating. My heart pumping so hard. My cock throbbing so hard! Oh my god!
I was squeezing one of Paul's nipples and he was moaning and saying something like, ". . . and he's twisting my nipple and it makes me tense up from the pain and the pleasure and if he keeps this up I'm gonna cum in his mouth so hard . . ."
In just a few moments I could feel the tension start to build in Paul's body. His legs straightened out stiff. He pulled his stomach muscles tight. I tried to wrap my thumb and index fingers around his nuts to tug on them, but his nuts were already pulled up so tight I couldn't really do that.
Instead I wrapped my fingers around the base of his shaft and squeezed. Hard. I could feel his cockhead get harder and swell against my tongue and thrust against the ridges in the roof of my mouth. I knew he was sort of jerking himself off in my mouth His shaft kept getting thicker.
"Oh fuck, Billy! He's got my cock squeezed so tight I'm gonna blow. You should see my cock. I'm shoving it deeper and deeper in his mouth. So cool! We need to . . ." Paul let out a deep moan. "I wish you were . . ." Another moan he couldn't hold back. I knew I was doing a great job on him. "I can't . . . Oh fuck! Billy! . . . Oh, Jess . . ." The sound of my name from his lips sent a jolt through my body. ". . . Oh, Jess, suck me. I'm gonna cum! Suck me! Oh fuck! I'm cumming. I'm gonna cum! Oh fuck!"
His whole body started to sort of tremble and shake and finally I loosed my grip on his cock and ran my warm, wet, swollen lips caressingly up and down his shaft a few times. Not so much sucking as teasing his cum from his cock!
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he yelled and flooded my mouth with his cum. I held as much of his jizz as I could in my mouth. I could feel it leaking from the corners of my lips as he still pumped in and out of my mouth. With each stroke, he slowed. His cock must have been too sensitive to take much more.
He let the phone drop to his pillow and I could hear Billy's voice. "Tell me what's happening! Are you cumming? Are you still fucking his mouth? Oh fuck!"
As Billy ranted I pulled my lips from Paul's reddened, very swollen cock. I wanted to kiss it or lick it. It looked so inviting. Streaks of his cum clinging to his wet shaft. A small rivulet of cum still dribbling from his pouting, swollen cocklips.
But I didn't want to risk losing any more of the precious cum load I held in my mouth. I knew a lot had already run down my neck. I got to my knees and turned to face Paul. His eyes were rolled up in his head like I'd seen them before sometimes when he came. He was almost like in a coma.
I bent down and touched my lips to his. Our lips parted slightly and his warm cum started to flow from my mouth to his. I began playing with it with my tongue. Slowly Paul seemed to come to life. Like awakening the sleeping prince with this special kiss. His tongue soon joined in the play as he pushed some of his cum back into my mouth. We sucked it in and out as it coated our lips.
I don't know how or why, but we both sensed the moment was right and swallowed together. It was the strangest feeling as an almost suction like feeling pulled at my mouth even as some of Paul's cum ran warm and tangy down my throat.
I lifted the phone and held it between me and Paul so we both could hear and talk. "We just shared a cum kiss," I said. "It was so fucking hot. Do you wanna taste a little of Paul's fresh boy cum? Open your mouth, Billy," I teased.
"Oh fuck yeah!" he said. "Fucking tell me about it! Tell me about! I'm on the edge. Fuck, I am so close. I gotta cum. Guys, you gotta get me off," Billy was pleading with us.
Paul took the lead and started to describe how it felt when his own cum started to flow from my mouth to his. The taste. The feel. The closeness he felt with me. Sharing.
As I listened to Paul, I could hear Billy's voice on the phone as he became incoherent. It was just one "Oh fuck" and "Oh god" after the other. I figured he was cumming and that was all he could say.
It was all too much for me. I stretched out over Paul and pressed my aching cock against his semi-hard and very slimy cock. Then I took the phone and started telling Billy . . .
"I'm so hard. I still haven't cum and both you guys have. My cock hurts from being so hard for so long. I need to cum so bad. I'm rubbing my cock against Paul's thick cock. You should see them. It's so hot. They feel so good together. You should squeeze your cock in here with us. Paul's cum slime makes great lube. I'm pressing and rubbing into his pubes. And oh my god he's getting hard again too."
"Fuck you guys, you've gotta . . . Oh fuck!" Billy said. In my mind he was getting ready to jerk off again.
So I kept on telling him how good it felt to rub my throbbing cock against Paul's. How much I loved him and his body and everything about him. I was getting closer and closer and more and more raunchy.
As I got to the edge, I got quiet and much more gentle as I let my cock barely brush against Paul's cock. He was full fucking hard again. And with each gentle touch, my cock twitched like it didn't want to lose contact. Then the moment was just . . incredible!
I started to cum. A huge blast. Cum sprayed between us. On the pillow by Paul's head. On his neck. Our chests. I don't know where else. But that was just the first blast.
The rest weren't so powerful. For me they never are, but they feel so good just the same. After about the third or forth volley of my cum landed on us, I felt Paul push up against me as he started to cum for a second time. His warm cum flooding over my body.
I lowered myself onto him. Our trapped, throbbing cocks, continued to spew cum as best they could. Our cum oozed between or bodies. Lubed our spurting cocks. And made one hell of a wonderful mess.
It was then I realized Billy was still yelling to us on the phone.
"Billy, I just blew a huge load and Paul just came for the second time. We're coated from head to thighs in cum and about to start making out. So have a nice evening." With that I clicked off and started rubbing my face and hair in our cum all mixed together on Paul's firm chest.
Then we began to kiss and the moment just seemed to go on and on.
To Be Continued . . .
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While you're waiting for the next episode, I hope you'll stay happy. And stay hard! -- H.R.