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We'd known Jon for several years, and enjoyed having him come for dinner, or hang out with us in our pool, or soak in the Jacuzzi with us. Tonight was no exception, with a nice meal of chicken Kiev and twice baked potatoes with fresh green beans with clarified butter, and a nice wine to top off the meal. Josh said we should impress him with a great meal before we sprung our proposal on him, and I think Jon was duly impressed.
"Thanks for the invitation tonight, guys," he said with that amazing smile he always seems to display. We sat on the couch looking forward to an amazing evening together.
"Oh, you know we always enjoy having you over, Jon," I answered. "You're probably our best single friend, and we enjoy your company." We'd always tried to keep our friendship, up to that point, from becoming sexual, although we had seen Jon naked in the pool and the hot tub. My boyfriend, Josh, had occasionally commented afterward on how nicely hung Jon was, although neither of had actually seen him hard. Jon did have a nice package, which he accentuated by shaving himself smooth with a thick circumcised tube of sausage hanging over two large grade-A hairless eggs. I knew he'd turned heads whenever he was nude and among our group of friends.
After my conversation with Josh the night before, we wanted to take the friendship with Jon up a notch, although Josh had never been with anyone sexually before me, so only I knew how incredible my man was in bed. "Well I wouldn't mind seeing him hard to see if he is as big and bad as some of our friends have told us," Josh had admitted. We never pursued the origin of the information, although we knew few of our friends were actually monogamous, and that several had bedded Jon when we were not together.
"You are such a size queen, Josh," I chuckled, teasing my boyfriend about his curiosity.
"Just curious, is all," Josh admitted. I have seen a lot of big dick in porn, but I am pretty limited in my experience, up close and personal," he continued. "And you know you popped my cherry and are my one and only for these past few years," he said, giving me a quick kiss as he placed his arms over my shoulders and looked into my eyes. "Do you ever wonder what it would be like with Jon?"
"Well, maybe a little curious," I confessed, "But I am not letting him fuck me!" I said, half jokingly. I liked that my Josh liked me fucking him, and his hole was made for me since I had stretched it to specifically fit only my cock. He was my man child... always willing to be inseminated whenever I was horny, and I loved him for it. I loved whispering in his ear, "Whose hole is this?" whenever I slid inside him as far as I could, feeling my pubic bone hard against his ass, and then locking our mouths together as we did the dance whenever and wherever we could.
He'd always answer, "Only yours." It drove me wild feeling him squeeze my rampant shaft with his warm tight hole as he whispered that answer, knowing it was what I needed to hear. It was our sexual ritual, and we loved it. I would deep dick him and alternately shallow pump and poke his prostate, feeling my low hangers slap his ass as I tried to maximize his pleasure, definitely making him moan, and always encouraging him to stroke himself to orgasm as my body danced above his, longing for us to cum together one more time.
After filling him with my seed, we lay with my cock still inside him and cuddled and whispered things between us as we kissed and held each other. The conversation returned to where it was when we had first gotten into bed. "I wonder how big he gets," Josh whispered.
"Who?" I asked. "Oh, Jon," I acknowledged as the lights came back on from my just ending sexual euphoria. "You are starting to sound a bit more than casually interested," I remarked, looking down into my Joshie's eyes. I pushed my still semi-hard cock deeper into him to remind him he was mine.
"Maybe a little," he responded. "You're the only guy who has ever made love to me," he paused. "I guess I am a bit curious."
"Curious?" I answered.
"Just wondering how it might feel. If I'd enjoy it was much as I enjoy yours. "
The grand pause followed as it dawned on my what Joshie was thinking. In spite of my surprise, I feel the blood rushing to my cock, resting inside him as I swell to a renewed erection. "You want Jon to fuck you?" Josh uses his internal muscles to squeeze me in confidant reassurance.
"Well, maybe. I dunno," he admits, practically blushing at my re-verbalization of his fantasy.
I pull almost all the way out of him and scrape my cock head across his sensitive prostate. He moans in response, thinking I am going to leave his body, but I push back in all the way, my balls tight against his hole. Maybe it is my primeval need to establish ownership or dominance with him. "So you want to experience another man?" I whisper as I pump short jabs into him again as my cock is now fully hard. Part of me says, "no," to this fantasy, but my cock is giving me away as my hips move against his and I continue looking into his eyes, questioning, and wondering what has come over my lover.
"We've known him for years, and we know he won't kiss and tell," Josh reassures me. "He's just a good friend. Nothing more. It would be like an experiment. Just feeling how it would be with another man does intrigue me," he admits. It would be different." I continue to stroke my shaft into his velvet tunnel as his words increase my own fantasy.
My resistance falters as my sexual frenzy increases. "Wow. I am surprised."
"We don't have to," he counters. "It's just a fantasy." He pauses. "We all have fantasies. I mean I don't want to ruin our friendship with him, but I'd rather do it with Jon than with a complete stranger, you know" he asks, almost pleading. "It might change everything between us, and I don't want that."
"So just a no-strings fuck with a mutual friend?" I question him as I continue my lovemaking. "I guess you want me out of the house if we agree to this," I surmise as I begin to feel my second orgasm slowly rising in my loins. Josh grabs my ass cheeks, squeezing them tight as he feels my sexual tension rising.
"Well....um....no...actually," he pauses. "Maybe you should be there in case something gets carried away. Maybe you can be there as our supervisor, or my protector?"
"Protector?" I question. "Like some porn director, you want me there to, like, direct what happens?"
"Yeah, kinda'" he answers, and with the visualization I suddenly feel my seed coursing from my swollen nuts, through my shaft and again filling Josh's amazing receptive ass.
"God, that's hot," I whimper as I spill my love into him all over again. I am thrusting so hard, I fear I may hurt him as my mind and body explode with pleasure and fantasy. "Wow. Totally amazing," I moan as my second orgasm crests and falls.
"Feels like you like my fantasy as much as I do," he whimpers into my ear as I come down from fantasy heaven, still hovering above my willing angel.
My shrinking cock slowly slips all wet and slippery from his stretched hole and lays swollen on his thigh as we talk about the details of his fantasy with Jon. Josh is good on fantasy and its details, but terrified to share such things with Jon. He is comfortable sharing it with me. "Will you tell him?" he asks, looking into my eyes, now heavy with a need to sleep.
"Yeah, I guess." I answer through the fog.
"Good," Josh whispers, "Maybe tomorrow after dinner." We face each other and fall asleep with my arm slung across his body. He seems content with his fantasy. I am too, as if my man-child is growing in a good way with his new found desire for a new sexual experience to still be shared with me.
So here we are with this big proposal for our friend, Jon. "You wanna get in the Jacuzzi tonight, Jon?" I ask him.
"Sure," he answers, rising to his feet and pulling at his belt buckle. "You have the towels out there, or should I get us some?"
"They're already out there," I answer as Josh and I quickly strip down and we all walk naked to through the patio doors onto the deck. I give Jon's thick cock and big balls more than a passing glance as I realize he will soon be inside Josh if we successfully hatch our plans for the evening. I'd avoided looking at Jon as a sexual person until tonight. We walk nude through the patio doors onto the deck and immerse ourselves in the already bubbling water. I pass the three beers I'd grabbed from the refrigerator to Josh and Jon. We sit silently in the heat, and swig at them for a short while.
Josh leans toward me and whispers, "I am going back inside so you can tell him."
"Now?" I whisper back.
"Yeah," he whispers as he lifts himself out of the water, exposing his hard cock. The warm water cascades over his tumescence as he announces, "I'll be right back," and walks dripping and very hard back into the house. Jon catches a glimpse of his wagging arousal as Josh slides the glass door shut behind him. Josh makes no attempt to hide his arousal from Jon as he turns and walks toward the bedroom.
"Is Josh okay?" Jon asks as he pries his eyes away from the vision on the other side of the shut slider.
"Yeah, He's just hornier than usual tonight,. I think he's needing some release," I reassure Jon.
"I noticed," Jon remarks, almost casually, as he winks his eye at me. "Maybe I should go so you guys can have some alone time?" he quizzes me.
"Well actually, Jon, Josh was hoping for some alone time with you, and I can just watch," I blurt out before the invitation gets garbled in my tightening throat.
"WHAT?" Jon answers quickly. "You serious?"
"Pretty much," is my answer as I feel my cock beginning its ascent in the warm bubbles. Joshie's fantasy begins churning in my loins as I look into Jon's face for a signal of his acceptance or rejection of the idea.
"You guys are crazy," he says to rationalize what is being asked. "Must be the beer talking."
"Not really," I answer. "Josh and I talked about this and we both feel safe with you, and Josh has never been with any man, except me, and he wants to know what it's like."
"Wow," Jon responds, taking the last swallow of beer from his bottle. "I dunno about this," he answers, but his cock is already standing at attention as Josh's and my fantasy becomes his fantasy.
"I think your cock thinks otherwise, my friend," I answer, taking hold of his hard wet shaft sticking out of the water. He takes in a quick breath at my touch.
"Oh my," he almost whimpers, his knees bending slightly as the pleasure courses through his cock.
"I dunno," he answers, almost helpless. "This is kinda weird."
"It's okay, Big Bad Jon, show my boy how other men, besides me, make love. He wants it, and so do you," I say as I give his hardness a few strokes to make the proposal more persuasive. I openly stroke my own hardness to reassure him that this fantasy is okay with me too.
"Wow," Jon almost whimpers helplessly.
"He's waiting for you in the bedroom, big guy," I reassure him, pulling his cock harder.
"Now?" he asks, looking toward the sliding doors.
"Yup. Now," I say, following his gaze toward the door.
Jon rises up out of the water, exposing his massive cock and low hanging nuts. I had felt him hard under the water but it had not betrayed how long and thick he actually was. I whisper, "Wow," as he lifts his leg out of the Jacuzzi, his heavy nuts now swinging in the heated distended sack between his legs, as he gets his footing outside of the tub on the wet deck. His hard cock is now at eye level, begging for attention. I am tempted to take him in my mouth, but I resist. He grabs a towel and quickly dries himself, unable to hide his rigid enthusiasm for our planned activities. "Be back in a few," he says to me with a huge smile on his face.
"Oh no, Big Bad Jon. I am joining you," I tell him. "Josh wants me there too."
"Double wow," Jon gulps, grabbing hold of his distended rampant cock. "What a night. What a fantasy!" He wraps the towel around his neck and walks toward the door. I watch his cock bobbing heavily with anticipation, his balls swinging from side to side as he walks, and I follow him into the house, both of our cocks pointing like divining rods to our destination. The bedroom door is ajar as we approach, and I sing song the words, "Joshie, Joshie, come out, come out wherever you are," as I push the door fully open.
Josh is laying nude on the bed, with his Jacuzzi towel spread out beneath him. "He thinks of everything," I tell myself. Like ours, his cock is also at full mast between his spread knees in anticipation of this crazy shared fantasy, Josh does like it messy, so the towel is just good planning. Our Jon is definitely up to the task, and as he approaches the bed, Josh spreads his legs wider, exposing his beautiful pink hole to our eyes. My man is trying to appear vulnerable to his new suitor as his eyes widen at his first vision of Jon's swollen swinging cock. Neither of us had expected this beautiful man to be so long or thick, and Jon's anticipation is obvious as a drop of precum forms at the eye of his cock.
I am kind of at a loss with lust and Jon takes over. "Dan, get his hole ready for me. Dude."
I look at him with a quizzical look. "What?"
"Get it wet for me," he orders, pulling me down to the bed by my neck until my mouth is at Josh's waiting portal. I am on my knees as I slide my tongue into Josh's warm waiting crevice, and Josh reflexively reaches down and pulls his glutes apart as he lifts his knees closer to his head, giving me fuller access. I slather my tongue across the petals of his rose as he begins moaning because I know how much my man loves me to touch him there. He is a born and bred bottom, which strengthens my love for him, and my own cock aches to penetrate him. Jon positions his rampant cock next to my face and I alternate between Josh's hole and Jon's hardness, getting both very wet with saliva. Jon's fingers are probing my rosebud as he luxuriates in the pleasure of my mouth. He wets his fingers with his own saliva and attempts to enter me, but I tighten my hole to stop his digits from entering, although what he is doing is incredibly sensual.
I lick his low hanging balls, trying to make his pleasure even more intense as I prepare him to mount my man. I feel like my focus is to help both my men enjoy one another, so I may watch a spectacle of lovemaking, even though one is my own lover. Jon grabs Josh by both of his legs and pivots Josh's body around so his head is almost hanging off the side of the bed. Pushing me gently to the side he gets between my lovers legs and takes my hand, placing it on his throbbing cock. "Tease his hole with my cock, Dan," he orders. I submit, with my own cock achingly hard as I participate in this choreographed fantasy. I feel the serpent rise in my hand as I rub it on the petals of Josh's portal. Both men moan at the sensations of a third making love to both. Jon leans into my lover, his cock head dredging deep into the rose.
I realize he doesn't have a condom, and as if reading my mind, Jon announces, "I am clean and I don't do condoms. Tell me to stop now or I will continue." We'd not talked about condoms. We'd not negotiated condoms. We'd not even talked about body fluids and where they'd be ejaculated. Now we are at the Rubicon. I look into Josh's eyes, which are pleading with me for a decision. What can I read in those eyes. Is it a plea for a condom or a plea so intense that we must simply continue without? We know Jon. We trust Jon. We love Jon,
I speak no words as I still hold Jon's cock against my lover's portal. Jon presses forward and the flared head of his cock passes through the petals of my lover's rose, aided only by the saliva I had left on both. Josh moans, not of pain, but of fulfilled fantasy, as our best friend enters his body. Jon pauses, looking deeply into Josh's eyes. "Tell me you want this, Josh." Josh's eyes flash away to mine, and he mouths the words, "Thank you," to me.
Josh whimpers, "I want this, Jon. I want all of you inside me."
Jon takes his eyes off of Josh and looks at me, "Tell me you are giving me your man, Dan." The thought cascades through my brain as I wrap my fingers securely around Jon's throbbing member. I am giving my man to another. Things will never be the same. Someone else will have experienced the velvety softness of my partner's body. I unconsciously stroke my own cock as I watch our best friend hovering over the body of my lover, with just his cock head sheathed in the petals of Josh's waiting rose.
My brain rattles with the reality that Josh wants this. I want this. Big Bad Jon wants this, and Jon is about to be inside my lover. My hand around his cock pulls him forward into the recesses of Josh's body. As I feel my fingers trapped between Jon's crotch hairs and Josh's hole, I pull my hand away and Jon becomes completely sheathed in my lover, his balls resting on Joshes spread ass, Josh arches his back as he is fully impaled on another man's cock, a cock that is a little longer and a little thicker than my own. I am hit with a moment of jealousy combined with lust. I know everything that Jon is feeling as he slowly pulls out of Joshie, and then stabs deep again. I marvel at the feelings Josh must be experiencing with our best friend seven inches deep inside him, a place where no other man, including me has ever gone. I feel my hand stroking my own cock more rapidly as I watch Jon fuck my Josh.
"Slow down, Dan," Jon warns me. He reaches out to my stroking hand and pulls it off of my raging cock. He places it between Josh's legs with my palm cupping Josh's balls and Jon's cock stabbing between my spread fingers into Josh's hole, "I want you to feel me fucking Josh," he instructs as I feel his already slimy serpentine cock slide inside my lover between my spread fingers, with Jon's hairy pubis pressed jarringly against the top of my hand with each inward thrust. He continues to fuck Josh hard, my hand acting as a cushion between two rutting men. "Let me watch you two kiss while I fuck your man," he orders. My mind is on overload as I feel each thrust, and Josh moans into my mouth and wrestles with my probing tongue. Josh's hand is stroking his own cock wildly in rhythm to Jon's pounding. With my other hand I resume stroking my cock. Sensory overload overtakes the three of us.
"Okay, guys....let's cum together. It's all about timing." Jon ratchets up his thrusts and I feel his cock swell between my fingers, and I feel his heavy load travel up his pulsating shaft into my lover. Josh's semen splatters over his body and mine as he too releases the pent up tensions that Jon has created, and I find myself ejaculating onto his spasming body as he is filled with Jon's seed. Josh has never experienced orgasm with another man, but now our best friend has bred my man deeper than he has ever been bred. Jon's seed joins my seed, left in my man the night before, Josh is no longer just mine. Someone else has shared the joy of his body, felt the tight dampness of his hole, and inseminated him just as I have been doing for years. Is the boy still my boy, or is he now a man for the world?
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