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Loving Bryant C-6
Bryant and I sat in the armchair positioned close to the bed where the action would take place. We cuddled and kissed while watching Mike and John begin to make out. At first they sat next to each other and sucked on each other's tongues. As they continued Mike lowered John to the bed and lay between his legs never stopping their kissing. Both boys were moaning and rubbing. Mike pulled off John's body.
"We need a break. I'm too turned on," Mike said.
He stood and walked to the table where a camera sat. Picking it up he handed it to me.
Take pictures and get closeups. I can develop these in my darkroom. As he talked his six inch cock rested on my forearm. I did not complain so Mike rubbed it on me. I saw John doing the same to Bryant's arm.
After watching them making out and my doing the same with Bryant, I did not feel the need to object.
Before we start with the pictures, I want all of us to try something," Mike said.
"What," I asked.
I took some pills from my mom and dad's room. They are supposed to make us super hard and help us to sperm more than once.
"I do not know about that," Bryant said.
"If Bryant is not sure, I am not sure," I told Mike.
"Okay. Just John and I then."
They took the pills with lots of water. They were hard enough. Why get harder? They started making out again. The more they slurped and moaned, the more Bryant attacked my lips.
I stopped our making out to take closeups of the boys hardness. Putting the camera so close and seeing their hardness closeup, I was tempted to touch. I looked at Bryant and decided doing so would not be right.
Bryant came close to look at the boys as I was. His face was so red. I recognized the signs of his arousal.
Mike had his cock between John's legs nestled against his ball sack. Bryant and I watched the action right in front of us. Mike was pumping and John's thighs were squeezing Mike's cock. Their lips were locked and both boys were moaning.
I moved closer hoping to see Mike sperm when he stopped and lifted off John. Mike was breathing in gasps.
"Help me get him ready," Mike told us. He reached under the bed and produced some rope.
"Spread his arms and tie them. Then tie his feet over his head to the bedposts."
When we were done, John looked vulnerable and his butt cheeks being spread revealed his pink hole.
Mike grabbed a tube of lube and began to use it on John's hole. By the time Mike had two fingers inside, John was moaning and begging non-stop.
"Not yet, buddy," Mike told him.
Then Mike began to jack John. He kept jacking as John moved with a frenzy. When John seemed ready to sperm, Mike stopped.
"Take a picture," he said. "Get his face. See how frenzied he looks.
Then Mike repeated fingering John, stopping, then jacking him.
John was becoming a writhing, begging mess. His words no longer made sense. Once I a while I made out John saying a breathless, "Please."
Mike turned to us. "He does not know this but I am going to keep this up until he is totally insensible. Also, my friend is coming over. He has never watched this stuff. It is his first adventure." Turning around he looked at John who seemed ready for anything so in lust he looked.
Mike continued pleasuring John. I looked at Bryant.
"I do not want to do this with you. This is torture. I can't torture you this way.
I won't do this to you either," Bryant said and then he kissed me.
"Do you want to go," I asked Bryant?
"Not yet. Maybe soon. This is too much."
In my mind I agreed. I loved Bryant. Our sex was about pleasure, not torture.
There was a knock at the door downstairs.
Mike threw a towel around his waist and went to answer it. He returned leading a kid who as soon as I saw his face I recognized him, Jerry' brother, Johnny. Johnny was Jerry's twin and I did not know he was into boy on boy sex.
"Why are you here,: I asked Johnny?
"Jordie. I did not know you would be here."
"So why are you here, Johnny?
"Mike and John asked me if I wanted to try some fun, sexy games a couple of weeks ago. I am going to try this for fun. Not the crap Jerry does.
Before this, my brother would use me to get himself off without letting me get off. He'd come into my bed when he thought I was asleep and get me naked. Then he would rub against me until he spermed. Then he told me I was disgusting and went back to his bed leaving my chest covered with his smelly sperms. I finally told him the last time he did that if he did it again, I'd tell our dad that Jerry wanted to use me for sex.
"That stopped him but now he tells me I am a jerk and a faggot because I liked him doing that stuff to me. I did like it except he was only interested in his own pleasure, not mine."
Mike took up the story. "I knew Johnny somewhat and when I saw him a few days ago, I asked him if he wanted to come and play strip poker. Here he is."
"Guys,: John called. I need help. You left me so close. Now you are doing nothing."
Mike told Johnny to strip. He told him what he was doing to John. Mike positioned himself between John's legs and his cock lined up with John's hole. Johnny placed his mouth on John's cock as Mike entered John. John's voice rose as he begged.
"You want to suck his nips," I asked Bryant. He nodded and we each took a small, hard nip in our lips and began tonguing them. The string of moans and curses flowed nonstop from John. Bryant and I used our hands to rub anywhere we saw skin on John.
We moved our lips to his neck and began to suck deeply just under John's ear. We had to hold his head to stop its back and forth weaving.
His voice switched from moans to "Oh, Oh, Oh." Just as he stiffened and screamed.
Johnny pulled off John's cock with fluid dropping from his mouth. His chin was covered in John's sperms. Mike was pounding with a piston-like rapidity into John's anal canal. Mike's chest was red and blotchy. His mouth hung open. Then he slammed as far into John as he could and held himself in John giving a little shudder every couple of times. I knew his seed was spurting into his lover.
I looked at Bryant. His eyes looked lust-filled like I was sure mine looked. I stretched across John and kissed my boyfriend. If I did not have him soon, I would explode.
Before we could do anything, Mike said. "Help me tie Johnny." He guided Johnny to stand under a beam. He produced a stepstool, one like a child's. He placed leather wrist straps on Johnny's wrists. "Stand on the stool" Mike commanded Johnny. Mike secured ropes to the cuffs and passed them over the beam. He gave Bryant and me each a length.
"Pull until you stretch his arms so he has to stand on tiptoe then tie them at the wall."
Johnny was stretched. His slim body outlined with the muscles and sinews accented.
"Be right back," Mike said.
He returned with a basin, razor, and soap. Johnny saw these and started to say. "No." Mike told him. "This is just the beginning. Johnny had some hair in the usual places. We will remove it."
Mike told us to take the scissors he also brought and cut his underarm and pubic hair being careful not to cut him. We finished. Johnny's cock was straining and bobbing. He whined probably realizing there was no stopping Mike.
Mike shaved Johnny everywhere including his leg and arm hair. When done, Johnny, though eighteen, looked years younger. I could see drips of fluid forming at his cock tip.
Mike looked at Johnny. "Now the real fun starts."
Looking at us, he said. "Hold his waist." As we did, Mike removed the stool. "Release his waist." We did. Johnny hung in the air moaning. His hips beat against nothing.
He was red and his feet kicked. Mike stepped close to Johnny. "This will hurt. The longer you can stay like this the more turned on you will become. Anytime you want this to stop, say the word Red. We will release you. Remember, the longer you can stay this way, the more intense a release you will have."
Mike went to untie John telling us to rub Johnny anywhere on his body we desired.
Bryant and I were turned on watching Johnny struggle. Both of us started to rub his stomach and back. Soon I found his anal opening and inserted my finger. John cried, "I've never," before losing his voice in a scream. Bryant rubbed the mound at the base of Johnny's cock. Johnny was a mess. Fluid flowed form his tip, not in spurts just in a steady stream.
I asked Bryant if we were okay with my doing this, He nodded yes. I added two fingers and found the nub I only recently learned about. Johnny redoubled his gyrations and loud moans. Bryant kept pressure on Johnny just above Johnny's cock base. I wondered how much longer he would last. His stretched arms must be in agony.
Just as I finished wondering, Johnny hollered "Red."
All four of us grabbed him, released him and helped him to the bed. Laying there with his smooth hairless skin on display, I felt like I could tongue him all over.
"Massage his arms," Mike commanded. I took one and Bryant took the other. Johnny's cock stood straight and throbbing. Mike and John were working Johnny's legs.
As he seemed to relax, he said. "That was so awesome. It hurt at first, After I was numb and tingling." Looking at me, he said, "Your fingers felt so good. I never have had anything in there, ever. How would a cock feel?"
No one answered. We kept rubbing Johnny. I strayed to his chest on one side and Bryant was on the other side.
"Somebody kiss me, please."
Bryant looked at me. I saw his eyes questioning if he could. I nodded. My boyfriend kissed me first then moved to Johnny's mouth. I watched. I did not feel jealous. Bryant was mine.
Breaking the kiss, Johnny said, "Can Bryant be my first?"
This was going a bit far. I was about to say no when Bryant spoke. "I would love to be your first, Johnny. You are handsome and that smooth, hairless skin is a turn on for me. I can't. Jordie and I are exclusive. We are boyfriends."
My heart soared at Bryant's pronouncement. I clasped him.
"What if we worked together, did him the two of us?"
Bryant looked at me. "Thanks for being understanding Jordie and offering me a way to do this. I can't. You have been the only one I ever did that with. I lost my virginity to you. I only want you."
I clasped Bryant's body to me. How did I deserve so wonderful a boyfriend and lover. I could see Johnny's body. Bryant was right. Johnny was beautifully hot but Bryant was hotter. Plus, I was coming to learn my boyfriend[`s personality could not be matched by anyone elses. My heart gave my body over to Bryant and I began to make out with him.
I guided him to the chair placing him in it so his legs were spread and his sweet hole exposed. My lover was beneath me and I wanted him. I kissed him all over until he began to moan and twist. His eyes shown with desire. I brushed a stray lock of hair off his forehead. I had never felt so turned on. His arms were around my neck pulling my mouth into his wet moaning mouth. His groin humped and thrust mashing our cocks together.
Not caring that we were be on display for three boys, I pleaded. "Can I love you? All the way?"
"You better do it before I combust," Bryant said.
One last loving look and a final kiss before I spit on my finger and wet his hole. Placing the tip of my cock at his entrance, I pushed. Bryant was still new at this so his hole was tight. I pushed steadily and he opened for me with an "Oh Jordie. Please. Please, all the way. Don't stop."
I could not have stopped if a squad of troopers entered and demanded I stop.
I was all the way inside Bryant and he clutched my back with his arms. His legs encircled my waist. I was in bliss and love and every beat of my heart beat for my love of Bryant.
I felt myself sperm in him as I felt his wetness paint my chest.
I held Bryant until I felt the need to quit kissing him. His eyes followed me as I pulled out and off. My attention was solely on Bryant. I had the strongest desire to never leave him.
"Let's go. I do not want to stick around," I said.
I heard sounds from the bed. Turning I saw Mike with his cock buried deeply in Johnny's hole. John was sucking Johnny's cock. Though this was Johnny's first time ever, I no longer cared. My Bryant deserved more than others watching or participating with us. We were united. I needed only Bryant.
We dressed ignoring the noises and actions from the bed. I focused on Bryant.
"Jordie' Never leave me."
Bryant's voice was like a small child begging for his mother or father to care for him.
"Never. I love you, Bryant."
We left the attic. Noise of Johnny's deflowering receding and I did not care about that. I held the hand of the only person I would love forever.
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