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-------------------------------------------------------------------- More Than Once Upon a Time - Continued - Episode 02 "A Rose by Any Other Name" --------------------------------------------------------------------
Author's Notes:
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The "present day" part of the story takes place early July 2018, in Vancouver, Canada.
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The "flashback" part of the story takes place Dec 2014, in Vancouver, Canada.
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Thank you to Lars and Jackson for suggestions that found their way into this chapter.
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Thanks as always to Patrick for helping with proof-reading and editing.
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"Sean!!" Colin O'Donoghue's voice rang through the house, along with the meaty slaps of palms against backsides as the two men gave each other a big hug. "Glad to see you again!"
"Thanks, pony boy." Maguire stepped through the door, pulled into another hug by Andrew West. A third hug came his way, hesitant but enthusiastic at the same time. "And who's this? Jared? Why hello, little lad, what are you doing here?" He ruffled Gilmore's hair, a slight blush appearing on the English actor's cheeks. If he'd known that Jared was here, he wouldn't have uttered his teasingly-affectionate nickname for Colin. As it was, he just hoped that Jared hadn't noticed...and also hoped that his cock would behave - thoughts of Colin's nickname, and the way he rode Sean to earn it, had to be banished from his mind or he might risk pitching a tent in his trousers.
"I've been hanging out with Colin and Andrew a lot lately. They said you were coming to visit while you were in town, so I came over to say hi."
"Well, glad you did." Sean pulled Jared in for another hug, giving him an excuse to glance over at Colin and cast a look, a silent but understood question between the two men as Maguire wondered how their original plans for the evening were going to be possible if Jared was with them. Colin merely gave a shrug, while his boyfriend Andrew stood by and looked amused. Sean pulled Jared away, looking down at the young man. "When did you get so tall?"
"Tall??" Jared let out a chuckle; at 5'4", he didn't think of himself as carrying much height.
"Well, tall-ER."
"He's a growing boy." Sean looked over to Andrew to find the other man smirking, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"That he is." As the group made their way towards the living room, Sean glanced at Andrew again. Instead of gaining any insight into his friend's curious mood, he saw that Andrew cleared his throat, covering a small chuckle, as he peeled off to the kitchen.
West rejoined the group, carrying a tray of drinks. As Jared took a beer, Sean looked over and raised an eyebrow again.
"I'm 18 now, Grandpa."
"Oooh." Colin and Andrew's laughter turned into muffled sounds of amusement as Sean shot them a glaring look.
"You two are twice his age as well."
"Well, technically...I won't be that for another year." Andrew winked, taking a quick sip as Sean turned his faux-menacing look in West's direction.
"And we're both still in our thirties...Grandpa." Colin grinned broadly as he took a long sip. "How is 42 treating you?"
"I'd say splendidly, outside the walls of a certain house." Sean leaned back in his chair and took a long pull from his bottle, lifting a middle finger towards the two jokers on the couch. The sound of laughter prompted Maguire to pivot his arm, flipping Jared off as well.
"Speaking of birthdays, how was the big one-eight?" Sean turned his attention to Jared, waving off Colin and Andrew. Jared excitedly recounted the event, leaving out the part about how the evening ended with him losing his virginity in a playful romp in the O'Donoghue-West bedroom. The conversation progressed to what each of the men had been up to, jobs in the industry that they were pursuing, their hobbies, and plans for travel. Andrew watched as the men spoke, picking up on the way that Jared's eyes would linger over Sean's body whenever the older man's attention was turned elsewhere...and the way that Sean seemed to be noting the change in Gilmore's appearance. It'd been a bit of time since the two had hung out and the young boy that Sean had worked with on the show had certainly grown into a fine young man.
Andrew wasn't the only observant eye in the room. Sean caught Andrew's glances - the way he was looking at Jared when Sean's attention went elsewhere...the way the other man's eyes darted away when Sean caught Andrew looking in his direction. And he was pretty sure he'd caught Jared looking closely at his crotch a couple of times, especially after he'd shifted in his seat, spreading his legs a little farther apart.
"Oh...honey. We forgot to get snacks." Andrew thumped the palm of his hand against his forehead.
"I thought - " Colin was cut off as Andrew's eyes looked intensely into his own.
"We forgot." He turned towards Sean and Jared. "Sorry - Colin and I can head to the store. It won't take long. Well, depending on traffic, but it shouldn't take long."
"Couldn't we just make something real quick?"
Andrew pretended to contemplate Jared's question for a moment. "Um...nooo." He looked at Colin for a moment and then back over to Jared. "We've got that thing in the morning and we just cleaned the kitchen, so ehhh." He masked his amusement as Jared looked confused by the incredibly vague and strange answer. "It won't take long at all. You two make yourselves at home..." He made a point of looking at Jared. "Catch up and reminisce." He turned towards Sean. "Just keep an eye on our young friend here. He's a troublemaker."
"Oh, this one? He's an angel." Sean laughed as Andrew shook his head. "Well, at least he was on set." Sean turned towards Jared. "Turned into a little hellraiser, apparently?"
"Me? No. Andrew's full of it."
"Har har." West guided Colin out into the garage and into their car. As they pulled out of the driveway, Colin shook his head, confused.
"Okay, what was that all about? We have plenty of stuff and you love working in the kitchen."
"Shhhhh. That's not the snack I have in mind." Andrew grinned as he drove.
"Huh?"
"I'm being a good mentor."
"Oh. Ohhhhhhh." Colin's look of confusion turned into amusement. "A snack. Got it. Well, turn left here then. It'd be a shame if we took a wrong turn and got lost."
"Wouldn't it?"
The two men chuckled as they drove, taking a meandering scenic route to the store.
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Sean resisted the urge to roll his eyes as the garage door clicked shut. Considering that his two friends were actors, they weren't very good at improvisation.
"That was...weird." Jared's eyebrows were slightly crunched together, staring with confusion at the space where his two friends had just exited. As Andrew had collected Colin and ushered him out the door, Jared had gone to the kitchen to grab another couple of beers for himself and Sean - partly because theirs were empty and also to prevent Sean from seeing the fridge.
"Weird?" Sean took another sip, hiding a grin.
"Yeah, weird. We..." Jared trailed off, wondering why Andrew forgot that there was a bunch of stuff in the fridge. Hell, he'd helped unload the grocery bags earlier that day. "I dunno."
"They think that if they leave, we'll start fucking."
"Pffffft." Jared spat out his beer in surprise, followed by coughing.
"You okay?"
"Oh shit! Shit, sorry." Jared wiped at Sean's shirt, which was now wet and covered in the beer that Jared had been about to swallow.
"It's fine, really." Maguire sounded completely nonplussed, probably because he'd timed his comment perfectly. "It's just a t-shirt." Reaching down, he peeled off his shirt, leaving himself in his friend's house bare-chested, noting the way that Jared was looking-but-not-looking at his torso. "Where's their washing machine?"
"It's, um, over here." Sean followed Jared to the laundry room.
On his way to the laundry room, Sean veered off and sauntered over to the fridge. Between Andrew's odd behavior and Jared's confusion, he was pretty sure that...
"Uh huh. Plenty of food." He let out a loud laugh as Jared came up next to him, the pair of them looking at a fridge that was not lacking for supplies. Sean tapped on several containers sitting together on one shelf. "Cheese. Meats. Olives. Whatever...these are." He turned towards Jared. "Bet you if we peek in the pantry, we'll find crackers and some other things."
"So why did Andrew pretend we don't have food? Hey!" Jared giggled as Sean ruffled his hair.
"I told you silly, he wanted to leave the house and leave us alone. "Oh crap, looks like..."
Maguire noticed wet spots on his trousers from Jared's spitting out his drink. He brushed at them before taking off his pants, tossing them over his shoulder and heading towards the laundry room. Jared stared at his friend's nearly-nude form as he walked away, clad only in a pair of snug-fitting briefs.
Jared shut the fridge and scampered to catch up with Sean. He found the stud tossing his clothes into the washer along a laundry pod. After pressing a couple of buttons, he leaned against the machine and took a long pull from the bottle before settling his eyes on Jared. "You know, I think I've seen a couple of movies that start out like this."
"Really?" Jared tossed caution to the wind and let his eyes slowly drift down Sean's body, taking in the toned form and the large lump in his friend's briefs.
"Uh huh." He stepped forward, closing the space between them. "The kind of movies you don't watch for the plot."
"I love those - " Jared's words were cut off as lips met his own, a tongue pushing its way into his mouth, both men moaning over the sounds of the washing machine.
"Are we going to..." Jared sighed as Sean's tongue grazed his neck.
"I don't know, do you want to?"
"Hell yes."
"Thought so." Jared's shirt went flying off into the distance as Sean's mouth moved further down. "You've been eyeing me since I got here."
"Oh crap. Didn't think you...mmmm."
"It's cute. It's nice to see a guy be subtle. Sometimes guys are...very forward. Which is hot too."
"Julian?"
Sean looked up, his mouth freshly planted on Jared's nipple.
Jared grinned. "The guys have been talking...about you all and back on the show. Stuff."
"Mmmm, stuff?"
"Yeah. Stuff....ohhhh." Jared's back arched as Sean's tongue teased his nub.
"So it's been story time at the House of Colin and Andrew, eh?"
"Uh huhhhhhhh...mmmmm." Jared's fingers dug into Sean's hair.
Those sexy blue eyes looked up, twinkling with amusement. "Want to hear a story that those two probably don't know about?" Jared nodded.
Sean pulled away, leaning back against the washing machine. "You'll have to find a way to convince me." Winking, he spread his arms out along the metal surface and relaxed.
Jared leaned forward, lapping his tongue in a slow circle around Sean's nipple before sucking hard on it. Pulling off, his tongue moved slowly upward, grazing the edge of Maguire's armpit.
"Oh damn, that's a good start. Keep going." Now it was Sean's turn to moan from Jared's efforts.
"So this one time, Michael Socha - remember him, he played Will Scarlet?" Jared nodded, his mouth busy. "He and I were rehearsing lines..."
~ ~ ~ ~ FLASHBACK - DECEMBER 2014, ON THE SET OF "ONCE UPON A TIME" ~ ~ ~ ~
"Well, I guess we'll just have to make our way to the castle."
"Indeed. And discover who is behind all this treachery."
"Sounds like a plan, Bill."
Michael Socha faked a cough and cleared his throat, causing Sean to look over in his direction.
"What?"
"Bill?"
"Oh shit. Will. WILL! How many times is that now?'
"I stopped counting." Michael laughed as he ducked a balled up piece of paper. "You'll get it right at some point."
"Can't we just change your character's name? Bill sounds better."
"Mmm, does it?"
"Bill Scarlett. Rogue of Sherwood Forest."
Michael made a face and shook his head. "Yeah, I'm not really liking that one, sorry. Sticking with Will."
"Well, a rose by any other name..." Sean winked at Michael jokingly.
"Look there, you almost got my name that time." Socha laughed again, before batting his eyes in an exaggerated way. "Aww, are you saying that I smell sweet?"
Sean took a large whiff of the air in the room. "Mmm, not sure that's the word I'd use...hey!" Now it was Sean's turn to duck as Michael flung the ball of paper at his head.
"I smell rather nice, thank you."
"You sure about that?"
Socha rolled his eyes. "Yes. Anyway, we're switching to Shakespeare? The show's writing isn't good enough for you?"
"Mmmm, no comment on the writing." Both men chuckled. "I do miss Shakespeare though. That was my favorite to do back in school."
"Get out - mine too. Love a good bit of Othello." Michael struck a pose. "I kissed thee ere I killed thee: no way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss."
"Othello? Nice." Sean curled his body over and cackled. "Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble."
"Aww, MacBeth." Michael put a hand on his chest. "Love that one. Can't beat the classics."
The pair listed off some of the Bard's plays, settling on `Romeo and Juliet' as the only one that they both could remember a good number of lines from.
"But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun."
"Oh, so I'm Juliet?" Michael giggled.
Maguire shrugged and winked. "Beat ya to it."
Socha batted his eyes. "Ay me! O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Rome? Deny thy father and refuse thy name."
The two kept going, having fun and getting further into the roles.
"The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, as daylight doth a lamp...O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek." Sean's fingers hovered so close to Michael's face that the Will Scarlet actor could feel the heat emanating from the other man's flesh. "What shall I swear by?"
Michael leaned closer, his voice low and husky. "Do not swear at all, or if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self...and I'll believe thee."
Sean's face moved in towards Michael's, caught up in the moment, their eyes staring into one another's. "If my heart's dear love - "
His words were cut off...not by Juliet's next line, but by Michael's lips as they brushed against Sean's. Their mouths parted, hovering for just a moment before pressing together again...and again...and again, their tongues intertwining on the third round of kisses. Sean wasn't sure when exactly his shirt disappeared, but he wasn't missing it at all as he worked the buttons down the front of Socha's shirt, followed by tugging at the man's pants to undo them. He dropped to his knees, pulling the trousers and trunks off, a nice seven-inch cock bobbing in his face. Looking up, he grinned. "What rod doth tease my features such?"
Socha groaned, pressing his hips forward, wedging the bell-end of his meat against Sean's lips to hush him up. It worked, as Maguire opened his mouth and readily took in most of his friend's length, enjoying the hard heat of an aroused dick against his tongue. He took his time, savoring it for a few minutes...only to be interrupted by Socha tugging Sean back to his feet as the other man sank down to the floor.
"My turn." Sean's shorts were whisked off, leaving him standing in a very-full pair of briefs. Socha mashed his nose against the bulge, taking a deep breath, savoring the musky aroma. Curling his fingers into the waistband, he dragged it down, releasing Sean's meat. "Oh wow. Mate, that's a thick one."
"Thanks."
"Let's see if I can..." Michael opened wide, taking in the beer-can girth. His attempts at deep throating were futile - he just couldn't wedge the thick cock past the tight ring at the back of his mouth. He pulled off multiple times, coughing, his eyes watering. He settled for licking and sucking on the majestic mass of man meat. Eventually he pulled off, rubbing his jaw.
"Sore already?"
"This is..." Michael leaned back, taking in the sight of Sean's hefty appendage. "...a lot." He looked up, grinning. "Hope you don't mind if I take a rain check on sitting on this little beast."
"Little?" He chuckled as Michael rolled his eyes. "Maybe some other time then. I can take you, if you're up for it."
"Mmmm." Michael looked down at his hard dick, bobbing in the air between his legs. "Lucky for you - looks like I am up for it."
Michael bounded to his feet and pulled Sean into the bedroom, eagerly leading the way. He pushed Sean playfully onto the bed, rolling the other man over so that he was face down. Maguire started moaning as a tongue snaked down his back, settling between his cheeks and...began working hard to tease open his tight hole. Before long, he was panting and moaning, eager for Socha to quit teasing him. Sean pushed up his hips. "I'm ready, damn you." He let out a long hungry groan when Michael placed his cock against Sean's crack and rubbed it back and forth, teasing him some more. Spit splattered down, greasing up his pole, easing his gliding movements.
Sean shuddered as his entrance was pierced, Socha slowly nudging inside, both men letting out a long satisfied sigh. As he slid inside, inch by inch, Michael reached down and grasped Sean's manhood, feeling its heat and heft against his hand. He began stroking his friend, matching the tempo of his thrusts. Maguire was pushing back with his hips, meeting Michael's movements, his ass smacking solidly against Socha's hips.
He pulled out, flipping Sean over. Michael rubbed the head of his cock at the tight entrance, feeling it push against his tip, eager for him to be back inside.
"What's my name?"
Sean smirked, amused by the role play - he hadn't pegged Socha for that sort. "Michael."
"No."
"Daddy?" Michael shook his head. "Mister?"
Socha's lip curled in a devilish smile. "Will."
"Will?"
"Yeah. Figure if you can get it right while I'm ramming my cock up your ass, you might get it right when we're filming."
Sean chuckled. "Okay, Will." The sound of his amusement switched to a moan of lust as Socha pushed all the way in with one stroke. "Oh god damn, fuck me, Will. Fuck. Me!" Maguire felt his legs bent, pushed back against his chest. He took hold of his thighs, allowing Socha to move upright and have leverage to begin fucking harder into his guts.
"FUCK! WILL! WILLLLL! TAKE ME, FUCK IT'S SO GOOD!" Socha had found that magic spot inside of Maguire, hitting it again and again with a vengeance. Sean was screaming out his friend's other name, now that it was seared into his mind. His eyes were shut, focusing on the brilliant fucking his co-star was giving, only half-aware of the hand flogging his meat.
With a groan and a shudder, Sean began shooting - a couple of thick streaks racing across his chest followed by spurts that landed all over his stomach.
"I'm...getting...close...so...fucking...tight."
Sean lowered one foot and pushed at Michael's hip, dislodging the several inches of cock. In a flash, he was on his knees, his lips wrapped around the head, sucking earnestly as his hands played at the rigid pole and the furry nuts underneath.
"Oh, you want that, eh?"
"Mmmhmmmm." Sean looked up, steel blue eyes full of hunger, aching for the taste of... "MmmmmMMMMMM" And there it was, Michael's seed splashing onto his tongue. He opened his mouth, stroking his friend, allowing Socha to watch as his nut batter coated the inside of his mouth.
"Oh fuck! Fuuuuck!" Socha moaned from the pleasure of getting off and the intense look on his friend's face. He pushed his dick back into Sean's mouth, feeling the lips latch around his shaft, sucking and milking the last drops from it.
The pair collapsed onto the floor, chests heaving, their bodies covered in a glowing sheen of sweat.
"THAT was a lot of fun. We should rehearse like that more often." Michael nudged Sean in the ribs, winking and grinning.
"I'm up for it. Although I'm a little light-headed now, so not sure how well I'll remember any lines." Sean gave a low chuckle, the satiated sleepiness that came with getting off beginning to creep into his body.
"What's my name?"
"Mmmm..." He pulled Michael close, snuggling on the carpeted floor. "Will."
"Well, you remembered that." The pair grinned.
"Gonna be hard to forget."
"Speaking of hard..." Michael reached down and ran his finger along Sean's member. "Maybe we can try this later."
"Ohhh, thought it was too big for you."
"Mmm. It was. But now I'm curious."
"Well," Sean leaned over and planted a kiss on Michael's forehead. "After a nap, I'll be ready to conquer your ass. Plunder your hole. Steal my way into - "
A hand covered Sean's mouth, ending his string of Robin Hood-esque puns. "Shhh. Don't ruin it."
"Okay, Will." The pair snuggled together, wearing nothing but big grins as they dozed off, imagining what the rest of their afternoon might look like.
~ ~ ~ ~ PRESENT DAY - JULY 2018, IN THE HOUSE OF ANDREW AND COLIN ~ ~ ~ ~
Sean looked down, watching as Jared ran his tongue over the hard lump in his briefs, tongue swirling around where they jutted out the most, the head of his cock throbbing and yearning to break free.
"The end..." His right hand wrapped around the back of Jared's head as the fingers of his left hand slowly tugged down on the waistband of his underwear. "Or...is it the beginning?" He continued watching as Jared tilted his face up, catching the exposed root of Sean's rod, his tongue lapping on the inch of hard flesh, soon covering it in a thick coat of spit.
Sean pulled the fabric down, very slowly bringing more of his meat into view. With a little grunt of frustration, Jared's fingers curled into the cotton and tugged it down over the thick thighs, blinking as a stiff rod rose up and smacked him on the nose. Grinning, he looked up and opened his mouth, taking the head in between his lips and sucking on it.
Relinquishing his new toy, Jared's face dove south, his tongue slathering over the large set of balls below.
"Damn! Your...balls...are...so...fucking...big." His words were broken up as he licked and sucked on the heavy orbs. As Jared's eyes moved back up, they grew larger...and larger...until they were wide open. "Holy...fuuuuuuuuck." He reached up and wrapped his fingers around Maguire's girth. "It's so...wowwww."
"You oka...ahhhhhh." Sean closed his eyes and sighed as Jared's mouth stretched wide to take in his thick meat and sucked on it, his thin lips stretched wide around the beer-can sized girth. His head bobbed up and down, eyebrows furrowing with determination and frustration as he tried...and failed...to swallow more than a third of the hefty rod.
The younger man came up for air, wiping his chin with the back of his hand. Sticking out his tongue, Jared lapped at the wide cockhead. "So why...were you...so eager...for Michael...to pull out?"
Sean shrugged. "I wanted to taste his cum."
"You don't like when a guy, you know...shoots inside?"
"Yeah, don't get me wrong - I love that. But there's something about a man's cock unloading down your throat. The way the thick juices coat your tongue and the inside of your mouth. That feeling of swallowing it while more is erupting and it just keeps coming. The way each guy tastes different. Or even the same guy tastes different each time. Fucking love it." He reached down and ruffled Jared's hair. "Was just really craving it at that moment."
"Okay, so that's not...weird then."
"No, not at all. Lad, you thought it was?"
Gilmore blushed, looking up sheepishly. "Yeah? I mean, I like it a lot when Colin or Andrew keep it inside and I can feel them cumming inside." His blush deepened. "But I really like it when they cum in my mouth. Like, I could just swallow their loads all day, you know? It's like you said - I can taste it and feel every drop...I can't do that with my ass."
"I know exactly what you mean. No, that's not weird at all. Julian might disagree, but that's because he loves riding dick more than anything else." Sean chuckled at the thought of his lascivious friend, winking down at Jared.
Jared's tongue had been giving his knob a good working over. Sean bent his fingers, applying a little bit of pressure to pin the lad's head in place as he pressed forward with his hips, pushing his hefty mast inside. Gilmore opened his mouth, taking in the massive meat once more. He redoubled his efforts, slurping away on the thick rod and trying to shove his lips farther down the shaft. No matter how hard he tried, Jared just couldn't get the huge ramrod of flesh down his throat - it was too wide. Meanwhile, his hands worked the rest of the shaft, squeezing and tugging on it.
Maguire reached down and took hold of one of Jared's hands, turning it so that his palm was up. Pursing his lips, he let a good amount of spit fall down into Jared's hand which went back to his cock, the now-wet skin stroking more easily. The young man came up, his eyes shiny with lust. "Are you going to..." He looked down.
"Do you want me to?"
Gilmore looked back up, nodding vigorously. "Hell yeah."
Sean didn't need to ask twice. Taking hold of Jared's hand, he led him back out into the living room, planting him on the edge of the couch. Gilmore found himself on his hands and knees, his ass up in the air, strong hands kneading his cheeks, spreading them apart...and then...
"Ahhhh!!!" A tongue raked across his hole, pausing for a moment before swiping back down. Sean's fingers dug into Jared's buns...as the younger man's fingers clenched into the couch cushions, his back arching to give the Robin Hood stud better access to his rear. Before long he was a moaning mess, begging for more than the other man's tongue.
Sean slid his tongue up, along Jared's spine, exploring every inch of flesh along the way until his mouth was at the base of the smaller man's neck. He rutted his cock against the boy's eager hole as his mouth covered Jared's ear, licking inside of it. Large hands reached down and took hold of Jared, rolling him over so that Sean's mouth could do some more exploring. By the time he'd made his way down to Jared's ankles, licking at the little knob of bone, Jared was panting heavily. He groaned with frustration as Maguire's meaty paws lifted and spread his legs, allowing the older man to drive his tongue into Jared's cleft again, eating out his hole. Gilmore was panting and squirming, his entire body wriggling down towards the end of the couch, his voice cracking as he pleaded for Sean to fuck him.
"PleeeAAAASSSSSEEEEEE SEAN!" PLEASE! FUCKING FUCK ME ALREADY, FUUUUUUCK!"
Sean stood up and gripped his cock, tapping the thick member against Jared's spit-slicked hole. "This what you want?"
"Uh huh." The utterance was low and husky, Jared's ribs swelling as he took heavy panting breaths.
"You sure? I'm a bit thicker than Colin and Andrew..."
Jared looked over his shoulder. "A bit?" The sight of Sean grinning cockily caused the younger man to smirk in return. "Yes. I want it. All of it." Gilmore wiggled his hips backward to help make his point.
"Here, let's..." Sean's fingers wrapped around the edge of Jared's chest, lifting him up so that his knees nestled into the couch cushions with his elbows resting against the back of the couch. "...get you comfy. Spread your legs...yeah, just like that. Now, they usually keep..." Sean wandered off into the bedroom and came back with a bottle of lube.
"You found that pretty fast."
Maguire winked. "Not my first time over here, kid." He squirted a hefty amount of the clear liquid into his palm and began working it along the girthy shaft, slathering it well. Squeezing some more into his hand, Sean's fingers found their way to Jared's entrance and began working him open some more, stretching the hole more than he had with just spit. When he felt that his friend was ready, Sean pressed the meaty head of his dick against the tight knot of flesh between Jared's cheeks, feeling it quiver in anticipation, as if his hole were lightly kissing the tip of Sean's rod. With one hand on Jared's shoulder and the other on his hip, Maguire began nudging his way inside, feeling the tight ring slowly ease open, stretching around the width of his pole as it eased inside. Looking down, he watched Jared's hole close around his shaft once his head was inside, clenching at the rod of flesh. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm...I'm good." Jared swallowed, wiping sweat from his brow. The cock that had seemed rather large felt even bigger now that the tip was parked inside his rear. He felt Sean slowly pull back, the thickness of his head stretching Jared's ring again, earning a low moan from the younger man's throat.
"Yeah?"
"Uh huh." Jared pushed his hips down and immediately regretted it. While he could easily sit on Andrew or Colin's cock, this beast buried between his legs was something else. His eyes squinted shut as his guts burned, a twinge running up his spine. He stopped the movement of his hips almost as quickly as he'd started, his jaw clenching.
"Hang on..." Sean pulled back out and returned to the bedroom, returning with a small vial. "Used this before?"
"Poppers? Yep." Jared grinned, recalling the time that Andrew and Colin had taken turns pounding his ass all afternoon.
"Good." Sean greased his pole up again and pressed the tip of his cock back into Jared's hole. His hand came up to Jared's face, pressing one of Jared's nostrils closed while holding the tiny bottle close. "Take a breath."
Jared felt a euphoric sense of lightness in his skull. As an inch of Sean's cock burrowed into his ass, his head rolled back, letting out a soft moan. "Mmmmm, yeah...more."
Maguire worked his hips back and forth, slowly drilling further inside. "Like that?"
"Uh huhhhh." Gripping the back of the couch with both hands, Jared wiggled his hips downward, taking another inch inside. "Yeahhhh..." He was determined to get as much of Sean inside in the couple of minutes before the drug wore off. By the time his head cleared, he had managed to take most of Sean's 6-½ inches...and fuck if it didn't feel like a traffic cone was entering his rear instead of a dick.
Sean's libido had taken over. His hips swung back and forth, creating a tempo as he pushed a little further in with each forward stroke. "There you go...therrrre you go. That's a good lad. Mmmmmm." Jared groaned as he felt the short hairs surrounding Maguire's cock tickle his ass, followed by the firm press of the other man's body against his.
"Oh my god, that's finally all of it?"
"Be careful what you wish for."
"Mmm. I wish..." A husky moan rattled out of Jared's mouth as most of Sean's cock withdrew - it felt like his insides were being pulled back with the thick dick. "I wish you'd fuck me. AhhHHHH!!!!" Jared saw stars in his vision as Maguire pushed back in, burying himself fully into Jared once more. "OH MY GOD!"
"Too much?"
"Fuck NO!" Jared pushed back, grinding against Sean's crotch. The large dick had awoken something inside, an intense desire that Jared hadn't known he possessed. As he pulled himself forward, feeling the tug of the large cock, Gilmore then reversed his motion and took Sean back inside.
"Uh uh - you just relax right now." Thick hands at Jared's shoulder and hip held him in place. "I'll take care of it for now." Sean watched Jared's body as it reacted to his thrusts, slowly building up power and speed. The younger man quickly turned into a sweaty moaning mess, begging for more, for faster, for harder. Maguire held back, not wanting to literally tear up his friend's insides.
"Oh my god, it's so good. Sooo goooooooood. Fuuuuuuuuuck!!!!" Despite his efforts to pin Jared in place, the little twink was slipping out of his grip, wriggling his body so that more of Sean's cock pulled out and then slammed back into the tight hole.
"Oh fuck, I'm close..." Sean's voice was raspy as he neared the edge.
"Can I...can I taste it?"
"Fuck!" Sean barely had time to pull out and push Jared to his knees. No sooner had his cock found Jared's lips than it began firing away, releasing the pent-up contents of his balls down the hungry lad's throat. Jared moaned, lips locked around the shaft, swallowing every drop. Sean roared as he continued shooting into Jared's hungry mouth, feeding him his juices. As his orgasm finally began to ebb, he was aware of two things. First, his foot felt wet. Wiggling his toes, he felt something hard bump into them and realized that Jared had shot his load all over Sean's foot while swallowing the older man's seed. Second, a soft clapping sound. Turning to look over his shoulder, he found Andrew and Colin standing in the kitchen, a grocery bag on the floor by Andrew's foot. Both men had their cocks out and were slowly stroking, enjoying the show in their living room.
"Well, looks like you found something to snack on after all."
Peeking around Sean's hip, Jared beamed with a big smile. "Sure did!" Reaching up, he took hold of Maguire's semi-hard meat and waved it. "Although it's way more than just a snack."
"Oh, I'm well aware." Colin smirked as he shrugged off his shirt.
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Jared stared to his left, watching the couple writhe in the armchair. Thick fingers stroked through the locks of his hair, encouraging Gilmore's efforts as his tongue and lips went to town, working the large still-heavy balls between Sean's thighs.
"That's it lad, mmmmm...keep that up and I'll be ready for another round in no time." Jared redoubled his efforts, his tongue eagerly lapping around the furry orbs. Maguire's manhood was beginning to fill out and he was eager to see it get fully hard again so he could take it for another ride.
A short distance away, hands clenched at Colin's hairy ass as his body rocked back and forth, grinding on Andrew's rod. The wet sound of sloppy kisses filled the space between their armchair and the couch, mixed with little grunts as Andrew drove his hips upward, ramming into Colin's hole.
Between the tryst taking place just a few feet away and Jared's oral efforts, Sean soon found his cock standing at attention. Hooking his hands under the younger man's slim arms, he pulled Gilmore into his lap and pressed the bottle of lube into his hand, enjoying the feel of Jared's fingers grasping his shaft and greasing it up.
"Unghhhhhh..." Jared groaned with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort as he pushed his body down, letting out a small gasp as Sean's girthy tip opened his entrance and eased inside. Part of his mind told Jared that he should take it slow, but he was too eager and too horny. Grasping Sean's shoulders, he continued pushing himself down until he couldn't bring himself to go any further. Reaching down, he felt the thick pole and realized he still had a couple of inches to go.
Whimpering, he pulled himself upward - again, he felt like his guts were being dragged out. Squirting more lube into his palm, he slathered a lot more of the clear fluid onto the throbbing rod. Biting his lower lip with determination, Gilmore drove his hips downward again, more slowly this time, moaning when he felt his butt settle against Sean's legs.
A tongue pushed its way into his mouth - between their kiss and the hard member plunging into his rear, Jared felt like he was being taken from both ends....and loved it.
He whimpered Sean's name, urging the other man's hands to roam over his body, squeezing him here and grasping him there. All the while, Jared rode up and down like Sean's cock was his new favorite toy and he was eager to wear it out that night. He couldn't get enough of the divinely wonderful feeling of Sean's thickness stretching him wider than he'd been stretched before. In fact, it was too much for his inexperienced body to handle and Jared grunted with lust and disappointment as his own dick exploded, firing streams of cum across Sean's torso. Spent, his hole suddenly began howling in protest at the continued intrusion. Whimpering again, he collapsed against Sean.
"Fuck me...please fuck me..." The words came out in a plaintive hushed tone, hungry for Sean's plowing while also nearing the limit of his ability to take the massive member.
Between Jared's cooing noises and the quivering of his hole, it wasn't long before Sean was breeding the lad, painting his insides with the same juices that Jared had gulped down earlier.
The two men snuggled, sharinglittle kisses as they watched Andrew and Colin continue going at it. Colin was a sweaty mess, the fur on his chest matted to his skin as he drove himself up and down like a wild stallion.
"And that is why I call him `pony boy'."
"Because he's a good ride?"
"Indeed. A very good ride."
"Speaking of...how long until..." Jared's already-pink cheeks turned a darker shade as he blushed.
"Chris wept, lad. You want more already??" Maguire laughed, ruffling Jared's hair.
"I mean, no...yes. Fuck. Yes, but not right now." Jared reached down and let his fingertips gingerly graze his hole - it felt like the skin was puffy and like the edges of his entrance wouldn't quite fully close. "Definitely not right now. But later..." His mouth curled in a half-grin.
"Later, my little hungry guy. Hungry from both ends." Sean patted Jared's ass cheek and couldn't help but chuckle when Jared winced, his rear still tender.
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Hours later, Jared was grinning. Well, as much as he could grin with his mouth stretched full of man meat. Worn out, the four guys had piled into Andrew and Colin's bed. Jared had fallen asleep laying across Sean's body...and yet, was wide awake soon after, hormones rushing through his body. He'd crept down Sean's form and wrapped his lips around the flaccid cock of the sleeping stud, waking it up. A hand on the back of his head let him know that Sean had awoken as well. And soon, Jared was pleased as he felt the meaty head push past the tight ring at the back of his throat. He still couldn't get the full length down - his throat felt like it was going to stretch apart, but he definitely was able to deep-throat more of the girthy member than he had before.
And soon Colin was awake too. A hard rod nudged at Jared's ass in the dark room, finding his entrance and pushing inside. His entire slim body hummed with excitement as he was plugged from both ends. Rustling sounds caught his attention and he looked up to find Andrew guiding his cock into Sean's mouth.
Grinning even more, Jared realized he couldn't wait until the next day. Or the one after that - hadn't Sean said he was in town for a few days? He chuckled, his throat vibrating around the hard dick stuffed into his gullet. `I might not be able to sit right for a week...but it'll be worth it.'
~ THE END...FOR NOW ~
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