Late for the Party

By john smith

Published on Jul 31, 2003

Encounters

I lay there on top of him for almost five minutes. He was patient, kneeling there quietly supporting my weight without complaint. Gradually my mind began to focus again, bringing me back to where I was. I was in the corner of a room full of horny people, cuddled up against a young man's muscular back with my dick planted firmly in his warm, soft ass.

I suddenly realized two things: my dick was still as hard as it had been when I first entered the room, and the young man beneath me still hadn't cum, despite all his exertions.

I humped my hips forward a little, softly nudging my cock in his ass. He noticed the movement and responded by gently squeezing his ass cheeks together around my shaft. Still lying on his back I started to hump a little faster, jacking my cock back and forth ever so slightly. I lifted one arm and curled it under his torso, brushing his abs with my finger tips. He squirmed a little, like a kid being tickled. I trailed my hand down his front, tracing the ridges of muscle over his stomach. I felt the smooth plain at the top of his groin, and I lightly brushed the soft patch of hair above his dick.

I could feel the heat radiating from his dick from a couple of inches away. The thick, soft tube was hanging down from his body, limp. I cupped it in my hand, feeling another guy's flesh for the first time. It was thick, almost rubbery feeling, and as soft as silk all over. It was cut, I could feel the scars around the ridge of the head. The head itself was spongy and sticky with precum. His balls brushed against the back of my fingers, and I slid my hand down to explore. His huge nuts were held loosely in his sack like two golf balls in a sock. They dangled down a few inches from his body, the thin, crinkled skin of his scrotum dusted with a few prickly hairs.

As I cupped his balls he moaned softly, plainly appreciating my manipulations. I went back to his dick, taking in my hand and jacking it slightly. Though it was still limp it began to firm up, the blood rush scorching my fingers. I was enjoying this, working his dick while taking short little jabs at his ass, but I thought we might both like something a little heavier.

Straightening up, I let go of his dick and rested my hands on his ass, pushed him away slightly and withdrawing my dick. It slid out easily, his ass lips pulling out after it, the head popping free with a little sucking noise. He moaned a little, disappointed, as I stood up and looked around. Seeing what I wanted, I stepped around to his side, stooping down over him and meeting his puzzled gaze. I smiled slightly, looking into his eyes, then sort of pulled him over on his side, scooping him up in my arms.

I carried him over to the table that the large blonde woman had been laying on and set him on his back, pulling his legs so that his butt rested on the edge. I lifted his legs up and threw them over my shoulders, my hard prick poking his sack. He smiled up at me and lay back, relaxed and ready to play.

When I grabbed my dick to guide it back into his hole I noticed that it was coated with slime, some clear and some milky white. His hole was slimy too, with a few bubbles of cum clinging to the edges. My dick sank in to the hilt easily, entering a man for the second time. I began a long, slow rhythm of deep dicking his ass. Our new position allowed me access to his entire body, and I took the opportunity to explore. I kept one hand on his dick, stroking it, feeling it inflate, while my other wandered over his chest and stomach. I spent a few minutes teasing his hard little nipples, gently twisting them until they glowed red. His pecs were firm, my fingers leaving trails through the light sheen of sweat. His cock was fully hard now, and I jacked it slowly, rubbing my thumb over the underside of the head. I cupped his balls with my other hand, massaging the plump orbs and rolling them in my fingers.

I stayed that way for more than ten minutes, falling into a trance as I slow stroked in his ass and pulled his pud. The touch of a hand on my ass startled me, and I looked back to see the guy who had taken two dicks up his ass standing behind me, caressing my cheeks with both his hands. I didn't really want him to touch me, but I was too deep into fucking the blond kid to make a scene.

The guy knelt behind me and pulled my cheeks apart, peering at my hole. One of his fingers traced down my crack, lingering on my pucker, tickling it. The squeeze of a lube bottle and a sudden burst of cold wetness made me shiver, as his finger started slipping up and down against me, gently poking the center of my chute. I felt it penetrate slightly then, on one of my out strokes, it broke through into me. He twisted it, working it deep inside, until I felt the rest of his hand jammed up against my ass.

The guy curled his finger, teasing my prostate, caressing the smooth walls of my chute. I bucked my hips as his touch sparked inside me, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through my groin. My boy moaned as he took my thrust, his prick pulsing out a dribble of fresh precum over my hand. A quick burst of pain signaled a second finger, and the guy twisted them, stretching my ass lips.

His fingers thrust away in my loosened hole, the feeling unlike any I had felt but hot as fuck. He set a faster pace than my own reaming of the blond's hole, and I found myself unconsciously speeding up to match him. Almost without skipping a beat he abruptly slipped a third finger into me, the added fullness sending ecstatic tingles through my ass. This lasted for minutes, me plowing the boy's ass and jacking his cock, him moaning and twisting his nipples, and the guy behind me burying his strong fingers in my twitching butt. Then he pulled out.

The guy stood up behind me, and despite the pleasure he had given me I cringed to think what was next. I suppose I could have said no and walked away, but my dick was hot and tight up the blond's hole, and a big part of me now really wanted to see what it felt like. The guy's knob brushed my ass cheek, and I felt him nuzzle it into my crack. My thrusts into the boy were clenching my cheeks closed, so he stopped me with a hand on my hip, pushing forward between my mounds. His cock head zeroed in on my hole, the touch of that satiny bulb on my pucker sending twin shivers of dread and lust up my spine. Both hands on my hips he increased the pressure, my ring slowly widening. The pain was growing as he entered, suddenly spiking as his head popped in, then fading quickly. The fat invader poised just inside me was the most exciting, rawly sexual thing I had ever felt.

He started to feed his long prick into me, inch by inch. "Oooooohhhh. Mmmm. Uhhhhhhh." I groaned and squirmed as he filled my ass, my dick jumping inside the blond, who was watching with wide eyes. The guy bottomed out, the soft bulge of his nuts pressing against my cheeks. He stayed still for a minute, letting me adjust, his rod on my prostate driving me higher and higher. Finally I couldn't take it and moved my hips forward, driving me into the boy and off of him. I couldn't move far, we were too close, so when I hit bottom I bounced back, impaling myself on that slender prick. "Uhhh, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck." My pace increased, in and out, back and forth, fucking and fucked. My fist blurred on blondie's dick, all three of us moaning, and I erupted, blowing my load in the boy for the second time that night. He felt the jizz course inside him and knocked my hand away, beating frantically. My ass clamped down, trying to swallow the guy's wonderful tool. A few short thrusts later he rammed forward and tensed, unleashing a huge pool of molten juice in my gut. It flooded around his prick, warming my stomach from inside. "Unhhh, unhhh, ahhhhh!" The boy blew over my front, his thick sperm ropes blasting up on my abs and chest. I braced my hands on the table, leaning over the boy, trying to recover.

The guy behind me abruptly pulled out and walked away. I whimpered a little to feel that cock go. I slowly withdrew my own wilting cock, watching as the kid's swollen pink asslips reluctantly parted with it. I lifted his legs from my shoulders, letting them down to dangle over the edge of the table. Stepping to the side I leaned against the table next to him, smiling into his eyes.

"Hey, dude," I said in a quiet voice. "Hey," he replied, lolling his head to the side.

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