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My Man Rick 3
Jen and I woke later than usual the next morning. It was warm and the sun was streaming through the windows. We were both naked, the way we like to sleep, and she rolled over to me and put her hand on my chest, pushing her hips up against my thigh. Her warm body felt good next to me, comforting and reassuring. We just seemed to fit each other so well, even after just a couple of years of marriage.
"Ricky," she said, "that was so cool last night with Malik and Ingrid, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I had a great time," I replied, "it was really hot for us guys watching you and Ingrid making love together."
"And it was really hot for us to watch Malik fucking you," she said, smiling. "I always wondered what it would be like to see you with another man. I mean, I have known for a long time that you do that, but it was somehow much different seeing it. Seeing the power of two hot muscled guys is such a turn on."
"Well, I figured sooner or laterÉ" I said.
"Just thinking about it is making me really horny, baby," she said, and her hand traced its way down from my chest to my cock, then worked my up to a full erection. She could always do that, never fail.
"Man, I don't know Jen, after last nightÉ." I protested, weakly.
"Baby, I know you're always up for it," she said softly.
She threw her leg over me, then climbed on top, skillfully worked, without hands, so that my cock slipped into her cunt, like a hand into an old familiar glove, and then worked me with her cunt muscles, kissing me and letting her breasts caress my chest. A few minutes later we were both completely wrapped up in each other's arms, kissing, fucking and building to a soft, intimate climax, not like the hot excited ones we had had the night before, but familiar, comfortable, and warm. That always seemed to me the best thing about Jen. I could be wild and extravagant with fucking one time, and the next one warm, intimate and incredibly close. That was why we both felt so comfortable fucking other men and women. We knew that we would always have this special thing together.
After our morning sex, we showered, got dressed, and headed out to one of the beach cabanas for breakfast. We joined another couple for breakfast, and got to know them a bit. They were very friendly, though I couldn't get a read on whether they were swingers too. Jen and the other woman really seemed to hit it off though, and made a date for lunch. Jen thought that Ingrid might really like this woman, and said she would ask her to come too.
After breakfast, Jen and I took two kayaks and paddled down the coast a couple of miles to a secluded pocket beach. I looked like it was only accessible from the ocean. We pulled our kayaks up on the beach, took off our clothes, and lay down on our towels to do some all-over tanning. We must have fallen asleep in the sun, because when we awoke, there were two more kayaks on the beach, but we didn't see anyone else.
"I wonder where they are?" I said.
"Them?" Jen asked, nodding toward the kayaks.
"Yeah," I said.
"HmmmmÉ" she said, looking around.
I got up and started walking down the beach a little, until I came around some rocks that screened a part of the beach from view. I heard some giggles and then moans from behind the rocks, and peered around them. There, naked on the sand, was a young couple I recognized from the resort. She was on top of him, riding his cock, her head thrown back, and her breasts bouncing as she moved up and down on his cock. He was slim, tanned and lithe. They were probably both in their late twenties, a little young for this resort, where, because of the cost, most of the guests were a little older.
I motioned to Jen to come over, a finger to my lips. She got up quietly and came to where I was standing. We both watched as the couple fucked. After a while, he rose to kiss her, and skillfully pushed her back so that he was now on top, missionary position, her legs up in the air on both sides, his cock grinding into her, their youthful energy consuming them as they worked toward a climax.
A few seconds later, he plunged his cock deep into her as she started moaning loudly, and was clearly coming to an orgasm. He grunted and moaned "Oh shit, of fuck, oh man, oh GodÉ" and shot his load into her cunt, before they collapsed together, kissing, on the sand.
I was hard again. Geez, I thought, I can't keep up this level of activity all day. Jen had her arm around my waist, feeling my hard cock through my swim suit. I pushed it away.
"Oh babe, not so soon," I whispered. "Gotta save some up for later."
"That's a problem with you men," she said, "limited orgasms." Big smile.
"Well, I do envy women for being able to do it so continuously," I said, "but I wouldn't trade a good squirt for that."
"HmmmmmÉ." was her doubtful reply.
We went back to our towels and flopped down, and a little later, the couple sheepishly came out from behind the rocks, looking a little flushed, the remainder of his hard-on showing through his trunks. They said a quick hello, and said something about getting back for lunch, and Jen said, "Yeah, time for us to go too," and so we got in our kayaks and paddled back.
Jen joined her new friend and Ingrid for lunch, and I sought out Malik. We ate at a bar on the beach, burgers and a few beers, getting mellow in the middle of the day.
"Hey, Malik," I said, "how do you feel after last night?" Clearly he was still OK with me, otherwise I don't think we would be here drinking beer and eating burgers.
"That was quite an eye-opener," he said. "I never thought that sex with another guy could be, well, so satisfying. I don't think I coulda done it if I had not known you were into women too."
"Ain't life wonderful," I said, clinking my beer bottle against his. He smiled back, a look of sincerity on his face.
"Malik," I said, "remember how I told you about the room service waiter I fucked yesterday?"
"Yeah," he said, and I thought I noticed his interest perking up.
"Well, I made a date for him to come over tonight. Jen was going to join us, but I have the feeling that she may be setting up something with the girls. Want to join us and, well, enlarge your man-to-man repertoire a bit? I think when that waiter sees you, he will think he's died and gone to heaven."
"I don't know, Rick," he said, though I knew that he was with the program already. "I mean, one time is OK, I guess, but I'm not gay."
"Yeah, you told me that already," I said. "Let's get this straight: you're not gay. You are turned on by women. You're never going to do it just with men. But last night proved that you have a side of your sex life that you hadn't recognized. You need to get to know it better, cuz there's a lot of hot times awaiting you there. Anyway, this does not go any further than me. You can trust me on that. I respect your desire to not have it public."
"So, what are you thinking of?" he said.
"Blondie is supposed to come to our bungalow around nine. Why don't you show up a little earlier? When he knocks, you can get in the hot tub and I can answer the door, and surprise him with you. How does that sound?"
"OK, I guess, why not?" he said. I knew I had him.
We played beach volleyball, swam, joined the girls for a run on the beach, then went back to our rooms to rest and change for dinner. We met for dinner around seven, with the other couple Jen had befriended. They were very nice, a good-looking pair. I thought that they were checking us out, but seemed pretty circumspect. I was not sure.
During dinner, Jen whispered to me that she was going to take a rain-check on our date with the blond waiter. She and Ingrid were planning to "rape" the husband of the couple we were having dinner with. He seemed more than willing. I said, OK, Malik and I would take care of the waiter ourselves.
After dinner, Malik and I went back to our bungalow to wait for the Blond Adonis. He was supposed to come around at about nine, so we didn't have long to wait. Both Malik and I had dressed in shorts and tank tops for our dinner at the beach restaurant. We didn't need to change at all. However, Malik, pulled his jeweled cock-ring out of his pocket, and held it up, smiling.
"Should I?" he asked.
"Yeah, his mind will be blown when he sees you. May as well blow it off the planet," I said.
Right at nine, there was a knock at the door. "Just a sec," I yelled. In a low voice I said to Malik, "Get undressed and get in the hot tub. I want to surprise him."
Malik sloped off to the patio and a few seconds later I answered the door.
My Blond Adonis was standing there looking super-hot. He had on a tight-fitting pink muscle shirt, that showed every detail of his fantastic torso, including, today, little bars piercing his nipples. His shorts were stylish, and showed off his beautiful butt suitably, as well as emphasizing his package, beautiful if not big. He had diamond studs in his ears. All this body jewelry he could not wear in his job as waiter, but it really went along with the cock-piercing that I had seen yesterday.
I held out my hand: "Rick," I said.
"Brian," he said, taking my hand. "Pleased to meet you."
"Haven't we met somewhere before?" I asked, with a chuckle. He just blushed a deep red. "Brian, I have a little surprise for you."
"A surprise?" he asked, curious.
"Yeah, I said, "follow me."
I took his smooth, masculine, strong, boy's hand, and led him out the patio door to the Jacuzzi. He saw Malilk there, lounging against the far side, his arms along the top edge, his strong shoulders and biceps on display, and there, his glistening, coffee-cream chest and fabulous nipples visible just above the water. He was smiling.
"Brian, meet my friend Malik," I said. Brian was staring dumbly at the beautiful black man in my Jacuzzi, tongue-tied. Malik got up and walked across the Jacuzzi to where we were standing, and held out his hand. Brian's jaw had dropped to the floor and he whispered "Omigod," clearly overwhelmed.
And rightfully so. Malik's soft cock must have been a good six and a half inches long, and very thick. I thought for a second and realized that every time I had seen him last night he was erect. I stood in awe of the beauty of his organ in this state too.
I came up behind Brian, and put my arms around his waist, moving them up over his chest. My mouth close to his ear, I said "You like what you see Brian?"
"Yeah," he gasped, barely audibly.
"He's pretty big, isn't he?" I said.
"Uh-huh," he croaked.
"Maybe bigger than anyone you have had before?" I asked softly, moving my hand up under his shirt and starting to ease it up off his shoulders.
"I think so," he said, "is he as big as you? You're the biggest who has ever fucked me." I unbuttoned his shorts and slipped his zipper down.
"No, bigger. He's nine and a half inches, and almost as thick as a beer can," I said. "Do you think you can take that?"
"I dunno," he said, still with a mesmerized, zombie-like voice.
"He fucked me last night," I said. "It was heaven. Don't worry. We can get you ready so you will have one of the best fucks of your life."
He was speechless, just staring at Malik, who smiled back. I had pushed his shorts down and was now working his nipples, pulling on the little bars in them to which he kept gasping "Harder, harder."
He kicked off his shorts and flip-flops and stood there in a black jock-strap. I liked that touch. Mostly, I liked the fact that I could feel his firm, smooth ass, unencumbered with underwear in the way. I put both hands around him and pulled his body to me, kissing him on the neck, and enclosing my hands around the pouch of his jock to feel his hard-on, complete with the ring pierced through then end. He moaned as he felt me caress his cock through his jock. Malik stared intently at Brian's beautiful boy-body. He was clearly no longer just interested in women. This boy was turning him on.
I slipped my thumbs into the waist-band of his jock and eased it over his thick six-inch cock and down his thighs. "C'mon," I said, "get in and join Malik."
He did as he was told, and moving like in a trance, he stepped into the hot tub and sat down a little way away from Malik on the other side.
By now, I was hard, and I quickly stripped off my shirt, shorts and underwear, and plunged into the Jacuzzi, hard cock raging for all to see, and settled down on Brian's left side, Malik on his right.
I nudged him over so that he was right next to Malik, then put my hand around the back of his head as I pulled him into a kiss. When I kissed him, I realized that he had a surprise for us that I had not noticed: a stud in his tongue. I love being sucked by a guy--or woman--with a tongue stud. I wondered if Malik had ever experienced that. In my experience, it was more common among gay men than straight ones.
I eagerly sucked his tongue into my mouth, and wrestled with him, while my hand sought out his cock and started massaging the head and playing gently with the ring in its tip. His hand had found my hard cock and was following suit. He was very clearly in a fit of passion already. It didn't need a build-up.
I looked and saw him reaching for Malik's cock, and when he found it and tried to encircle it with his fingers, without success, I might add, he moaned loudly, Malik sighing and letting himself settle into the water and enjoy Brian's stroking while he watched us kissing.
I broke away for a few seconds and said "Brian, Malik's a great kisser. Loves his nips worked too."
Brian didn't need a lot of encouragement: he turned to Malik and drew him into a kiss, abandoning me and my cock for Malik's cock and a nipple. Malik moaned louder as Brian got into it, pleasuring him with his hands in the hot bubbly water. I turned my attention to his left nipple, and started stroking his thick, six-inch cock in earnest. His moans got even louder, and I knew that he was more excited than he had been for a long time. There was desperation in his love-making to have more and have it now.
After a couple of minutes, he pushed my hand away from his cock to hold off cumming. He broke briefly with Malik and whispered hoarsely, "Fuck, this is so fucking exciting. It's un-fucking-believable. I don't know how long I can last, guys. You're both so fucking hot."
"Brian," I said, "just sit up on the edge of the tub."
He did as asked, and I plunged my mouth down on his throbbing cock. I wanted to bring him off soon, so that he would be momentarily satisfied, and we could all go a bit slower and enjoy the session longer. Up and down my lips went, sometimes going down to roll his balls around in my mouth, then deep-throating him and rolling his ring around on my tongue. Malik had stood up to lean over and kiss him, and when he stood, his huge cock stood out before him. With his cock in my mouth, Brian reached out to Malik's erection as they kissed, and started stroking it. Malik responded by pumping his hard cock in and out of Brian's hand.
Brian was moaning loudly, as I was bringing him close to climaxing. Malik may have been new to man-sex, but he knew the signs clearly. He decided to give Brian a show that would push him over the edge. He pulled away from kissing him and moved around behind me as I deep throated Brian's cock. He stood in the warm bubbling water just behind my ass, and started rubbing his huge cock up and down between my buns as I sucked Brian. Brian's eyes were bugging out, watching that huge cock do it's fucking motions without fucking me.
I hadn't been sucking him very long, but he was so excited that a couple more strokes of my mouth bought him over the edge, and he started shooting his load in my mouth. Malik stopped running his cock up and down between my buns, and said, "Omigod, Rick, you're really swallowing cum?"
"Uh," I said, sticking out my tongue and showing him the pool of Brian's cum on it. I then moved up to kiss Brian, moving my hands up his ripped abs and over his chest, which were wet with sweat and the hot tub water, brought my mouth to his and pushed his load into his own mouth for him to swallow.
"Just letting the boy get a little taste of himself," I said to Malik, smiling. I'm sure that it had never occurred to Malik that swallowing another man's load could be pleasurable.
Brian sighed happily and we kissed and his erection started softening a bit. I sat down in the hot tub again, and pulled Brian down next to me. Malik sat down next to him on the other side again, And we all started making out some more. Brian took each of our cocks in his hands and started stroking as we kissed and nuzzled.
"Feels good to cum, doesn't it Brian?" I said.
"Man, I was so excited being with you guys, I don't know how I coulda held it for very long," he said. "Don't worry, though, I'm good for lots more."
"Good," I said, "because there's going to be lots more, right Malik?"
"Uh-huh," murmured Malik, moving his lips to Brian.
"Malik," I said, "stand up in front of us and let us take care of that big pole of yours."
Silently, he stood up midway between us, his big cock dark and glistening from the water, super-hard, curving up just so, his shaved pubes and jeweled cock ring setting off his gorgeous erection.
"Geez, it's a fucking work of art," said Brian, mesmerized as he gazed on it.
"Come help me out here," I said to him, as I leaned forward and started letting my slightly parted lips slide up and down one side of Malik's boner. Brian leaned forward and did the same on the other side, and when we met at the tip, we kissed and went back down again. We did that a few times, and Malik helped by slowly pushing his pelvis in and out to the rhythm of our lips and tongues.
"Hey, Malik, have you ever been sucked by someone with a stud before?" I asked.
"Nope," he said.
"Get ready for a new sensation," I said. "Brian, show him what your mouth can really do," I said.
I stood up and moved to Malik's side. Brian leaned forward and kissed the tip of Malik's cock and licked around the edge of his cock-head, letting his tongue-stud softly trace a line around it. He moved his lips over the tip and down over about half the head, then back. He did that a few times, each time taking just a spec more of Malik's erection into his mouth.
"Baby, it's so hot watching him work you," I whispered close to Malik's ear. He turned his head toward me and our lips met softly, our tongues flicking at each other. Brian was now going down on about a third of Malik's huge cock, and I could see that he was working his tongue-stud around the sensitive area on the underside. Malik was moaning.
"That stud in his tongue makes it really hot, doesn't it?" I said.
"God, yeah," he whispered.
He took my cock in his hand and started to slowly stroke me as we kissed more, and Brian gradually moved down to get as much of him in his mouth as he could. He could deep-throat about six inches only, because of the thickness, but he was doing a great job on that six inches.
Malik was slowly moving his hips back and forth, gently face-fucking Brian. I moved my hand to the base of his cock, and helped out Brian by stroking the bottom third in rhythm to his sucking. My other hand slipped down between Malik's buns, and started to massage them. I wanted to get him ready for the idea of having his ass played with by another man and, hopefully, fucked. He seemed to be enjoying what I was doing.
Brian continued his expert blow-job, and I moved around behind Malik and put my arms around to his chest, finding his nipples, and working them, as I nestled my hard cock between his firm cheeks and started to dry-fuck him slowly.
"I think Biran would really like to taste your load," I said, as I nuzzled his neck. Brian looked up with his mouth stuffed with hard cock, his hand working furiously on his own erection, and his eyes clearly said "yes" to that idea. It was clear that Malik thought that was hot too, and I could feel a building tension in his body. He clenched his ass on either side of my cock, his hands went to mine on his chest, holding them tightly in place as I worked his nipples, and I could see his abs contract and tighten as he moved his cock in and out of Brian's mouth.
"When you cum, I want to see you shoot on Brian's tongue, Malik, will you do that?"
"Uh-huh," he managed to grunt out. He was holding Brian's head and pushing it harder and faster up and down his spit-slicked cock, the dark skin tight and glistening as he built to his climax.
"I'm gonna cum," he gasped, and Brian backed off, holding his cock by the base, the tip at his mouth, his tongue extended below it. With a loud moan, Malik started shooting into Brian's mouth. The first shot went straight to the back of his throat, and subsequent ones landed in pool on his tongue. As he came, Brian flicked the tip of his tongue just under the tip of Malik's cock. When Malik was done shooting, Brian closed his mouth, swallowed Malik's load, and then took his cock into his mouth again to get the last few drops, and enjoy his hardness before he started deflating.
After a short while, Malik pulled away.
"Man, I'm so sensitive now, that's almost painful," he said and moved over to sit next to Brian again, where he pulled him into a kiss. "How do I taste, Brian?" he asked.
"Yummy and hot," laughed Brian.
"OK, my turn," I said, and climbed up on the edge of the tub next to Brian. He moved around in front of me and I spread my legs. He looked wonderingly at my hard cock, pointing straight toward the sky, and my balls, hanging low from the heat of the water. He was in cock-worship heaven, and even though I am not as big as Malik, he knew a big cock when he saw one.
He gently put his hands on my thighs, and massaged them as he moved closer and closer to the prize between my legs. His mouth found the tip, and his hands moved up over my abs and chest as his mouth slowly moved down. Again, he could get about six inches in-- is rare that I can find someone who can do more than that--but it felt fantastic, especially with his tongue-stud tracing light curves and waves on the underside of my cock.
Malik looked intently at Brian as he sucked me. I ran my hands through Brian's thick blond hair, caressing his head and ears as he worked on me, first slowly and then faster. I knew that I wouldn't last long after the excitement of watching him suck Malik, and feeling my cock ride up and down between Malik's firm buns.
Malik said, "I want to see you cum on his tongue, just like I did." Again, Brian looked up with eyes that said that was exactly what he wanted to do. Brian sped up a bit, and applied more pressure and suction, and I felt myself going over the edge.
"Here comes, " I said, and Brian again held my cock just at the tip of his tongue, and just like Malik, my first shot hit him in the back of the throat, and others puddled on his tongue. He swallowed and sucked me a while longer, until I slipped back down in the warm water to kiss him and wind down. I felt between his legs, and circled his hard cock with my fingers.
"I'm ready to cum again," he said softly.
"Malik," I said, "why don't you try sucking Brian?"
"I don't know. Y'know, I'm not gay," he said. Brian gave me a `look' and smiled.
"Yeah, we've been through that before," I said. "I suck cock and even get fucked by guys and I'm not gay. You saw what a good time I was having with the girls last night. It feels good to give another man pleasure with your mouth, and you know what feels good, so you can make him feel good too. You don't have to eat cum. It took me a couple of years to get used to that idea, But this boy is ready to pop again, and I know he wants you to do it for him, right Brian?"
"Yeah," Brian said, as he scrambled up to sit on the edge of the hot tub again.
Malik had a look of resignation on his face as he moved in between Brian's spread legs, and started to go down on him the way Brian had done it to us. However, it didn't take long for him to get into it. I don't remember enjoying sucking cock that much the first time I did it. It took a while to find it really pleasurable. But, in spite of his resistance, Malik seemed to be a natural. He worked on Brian's cock slowly, moving up and down by the inch, rolling him around on his tongue, playing with the ring in the end of his cock. He twisted his mouth around and then suddenly plunged to the bottom, sucking his cheeks in hard, and making Brian gasp.
He kept that up for a few minutes, adding some action on Brian's shaved balls, and massaging first his thighs and then running his hands around his torso and nipples as his mouth worked on that thick six inches with its piercing.
Then he started to speed it up, and Brian started to buck his hips up to face-fuck Malik's lips. A few seconds later Brian gasped "I'm gonna shoot," and Malik removed his lips and took Brian's cock in his hand and pumped him vigorously to a climax, letting him shoot onto his belly, a nice, thick white puddle of cum. So this was his second load in less than an hour. I wondered how many more he was good for.
Malik sat back in his place again, and Brian slipped back down into the water, washing his cum off his belly. He spread his arms along the back of the tub and pulled us both close so that we could kiss him again, and make out playfully as he came down from the high of his second orgasm. We sat for a while just letting our hands wander over each other. All of us were just half-hard at this point, enjoying the rest of the low ebb before building up again.
"Hey Brian," Malik said. "Have you always just done it with guys?"
"Yeah," said Brian. "I had my first experience with another boy at thirteen, and never wanted anything else. I just was never attracted to girls. I had more than a few embarrassing erections in the gym showers, and I guess that everyone at high school knew I was gay. There was a lot of gay bashing, probably like anywhere, so I started working out and got into martial arts, and after that, I didn't have any trouble. If I got wind of a guy bashing me behind my back, I just let it go and then jumped him when he least expected. I got a lot of respect. Not only that, but I attracted a lot of guys that I never would have thought had any tendencies that way. Some were gay, others were bi, some were just experimenting.
"I had pretty much as much sex as I wanted in high school, and when I went to college I started hooking up with other students as well as older men at gay bars. Some were very generous to me. I wasn't really an escort, I guess, I mean I didn't solicit or anything, but if one of them wanted to give me a gift of a hundred bucks, why say no? It came in very handy in college, and some of them seemed genuinely happy to help a student out and have somebody they could call for some hot action when they felt like it. Some guys I saw once or twice a week. I know that I did give them a really good time, and a lot of weeks I could end up with twelve or fifteen hundred bucks and having a ball doing it."
"And what brought you here?" Malik asked.
"Well, I had a friend who had worked here a season. He was straight, and had a ball because there are so many straight swingers among the guests. Someone was usually eyeing him up, or even straight-out propositioning him. And sometimes he participated in group action where some of the guys would get it on together. They would ask him, but he wasn't interested.
He said I would probably have a good time here, and I was looking for something to do for a year or so between college and whatever was next. The pay isn't so hot, but the room and board is paid for, and there is pretty much as much action as I can handle. The work's a no-brainer, and it's kinda like being on vacation every day. Yesterday, I was teaching this guy in his twenties to wind-surf, and we ended up on a secluded beach. He came on to me, and I fucked him behind the rocks there."
"Is that the beach a couple of miles down the coast, the little pocket beach?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"Is he the slim curly-haired guy with the hot girl with great tits?" I asked. "I saw him fucking her on that beach. They didn't know I was watching. Pretty hot."
"Well, you know I don't really notice `great tits'" he said, "but that's the guy. He's on his honeymoon, for Christ's sake, and there I am fucking him on the beach. Go figure."
"This talk is making me horny again," said Malik, taking Brian's hand and moving it to his cock, which was apparently hard again. "Speaking of fuckingÉ."
"HmmmmÉ." said Brian. "Someone's going to have to prepare me for that," and he leaned over to kiss me.
"Let's go in the bedroom," I said, and the three of us scrambled out of the hot tub, three erections bobbing in the breeze, quickly toweled off and made a bee-line to the king bed in the bedroom. Before our evening started, I had anticipated this and put out bottles of lube, towels, poppers, condoms, and lit some candles.
Next to the bed, we stood together, Brian caressing Malik's cock and kissing him, while I let my hands roam over his shoulders, chest, down his back and between his buns, gently massaging his tight hole.
I kissed him on the neck and whispered, "Malik, why don't you lie down."
Malik reluctantly broke his kiss and lay on his back, cock in the air, his magnificent torso and chest awash in the pale light of the candles, his handsome face with a randy smile and his legs spread slightly, his big balls hanging low between them, still slack from the heat of the water.
"Brian, go get it," I said softly in his ear, and he literally dove into Malik's arms, shoving his hard cock against Malik's, while Malik wrapped his muscled thighs around Brian's, pulled him to his chest and sucked his mouth to his, humping his body up under him as they made out.
I stood to the side for a while, enjoying the sight of the blonde white muscle boy's tanned body contrasted against the gleaming body with its dark, creamy skin, muscles tensing, pelvises thrusting, mouths eagerly devouring each other. I slowly stroked my hard cock, and gently massaged my balls as I watched.
Brian broke from Malik's grasp, and slowly started working his way down his torso, going part way with his lips and tongue, and then moving back up into a kiss. Repeating the process, he gradually moved down to the huge ebony-dark pole, its base surrounded with the golden jeweled cock ring. He took him in his mouth and repeated the masterful sucking that had brought Malik to such a satisfying climax before.
He was kneeling between Malik's legs, bent to his work, and staring me in the face was that beautiful, round, firm ass, with its pretty pink rose-bud in the center. I moved from my position at the side of the bed, and bent over to kiss his cheeks, and work my tongue slowly down around his hole. As I reached my mark, his moans started and he sucked Malik more vigorously. Both he and Malik were totally into the experience, and I trusted Malik to be able to hold off so that he could cum when he fucked Brian later. But I wanted to be the one to loosen Brian up and get him ready for the biggest cock he had ever had.
I probed with my tongue, and reached between his legs to play with his balls and stroke him as I rimmed and he sucked cock. Every so often, I would tease him by standing behind him and rubbing my cock up and down in his ass-crack, probing his hole slightly with the tip of my cock, making him think that I might bare-back him. He surely didn't want bareback, but neither could he resist had I done it.
I went back to licking and probing and then teasing with my cock, back and forth maybe ten times, until I knew he couldn't stand it anymore. I left briefly to retrieve a condom, lube and poppers, and while I did that, he came up for air and lay in Malik's arms kissing again. When I moved back around behind him, he went to work on Malik's cock again, and I massaged his ass with lube, slipped on a condom, pushed a finger in and swirled it around.
Loud moans. Rotating hips. Sounds of desperation.
Two fingers, more rotating, stretching, stimulating his prostate, Malik moaning from the superb blow job he was getting.
More lube, three fingers, repeat the process. Moans louder, pleading, "Fuck me Rick. NowÉ."
I opened the poppers and held them to his nose as I positioned my cock at his hole, and slowly began to push my eight inches into his loosened hole.
"Oh, fuck yeah, baby" he gasped and dove back down on Malik's cock as I bottomed out and slowly started the trip out again. His ass felt more incredible today than yesterday, grabbing me, massaging me, an instrument of his excitement as he was spit-roasted by the two biggest cocks he had ever encountered. And my excitement was getting the best of me again. I knew that this would be no half-hour, leisurely fuck, but one that I would have to complete soon.
In and out, faster and faster, moans getting louder, cries of "Fuck yeah" and "Pound me" and "Jesus, fuck me baby" and on and on as I picked up steam, working to my climax, that promised to be even more explosive than cumming in his mouth a little while before.
"Here it comes," I gasped and slammed deep into him, pulling him up off Malik's cock, and wrapping my arms around his chest as my cock exploded into the condom in his ass, and I took his cock in hand and jerked him to his third climax of the evening, spilling his load across Malik's dark skin.
When we were done, he once again collapsed into Malik's strong arms, joining lips, as I felt myself soften slightly and I withdrew. I stepped to the side, and stripped off my condom, grabbed a towel and cleaned myself up, while I watched them passionately making out on the bed. I threw the towel to them and Brian sat up to clean the cum off their chests. He was beaming like a kid on Christmas morning. And still twitching to the electricity of the thought of what was about to happen.
"Now it's time to show Malik what that sweet ass can do," I said.
"Yeah, baby," Brian said eagerly. He reached to the bedside table and got a condom, ripped it open, put it in his mouth, and then went down on Malik, skillfully rolling it down as far as he could with his lips. He finished with his hand, then I handed him the bottle of lube, and he applied a liberal amount to Malik, and more to his own ass.
Finally, he grabbed the bottle of poppers, and took two deep inhales before handing them to Malik, grabbing his cock, straddling it, and lowering his ass onto the monster.
"Oooohhhhh Goddddd," he gasped, as he took it all in, first a look of disbelief on his face that he had actually done it, and then a broad smile. "Fuckin' aaayy, that is unbelievable," he said and started to ride up and down slowly.
The poppers washed over both of them as they started fucking and Malik pushed up to meet Brian as he rode, putting his hands on Brian's firm pecs and massaging them as they fucked.
They kept that up for a while, and as they fucked I found my cock hardening again, from looking at the hot scene in front of me. I couldn't believe that I was ready to go again so soon. Malik sat up and kissed Brian, as he rode up and down his gigantic pole. He held his hands under Brian's hips and I watched as his biceps and shoulders flexed as he helped Brian with his ride.
They kept up that position for a few minutes before tiring, and then Malik continued to lean forward, pushing Brian to his back. He lifted his pelvis to hold himself inside as Brian moved his legs forward, then up, and finally onto to Malik's shoulders. Malik was squatting with his thighs on either side of Brian's hips, pistoning his huge cock in and out of Brian's ass.
Brian must have been doing something wonderful with his sphincter, because Malik moaned, "Oh yeah, Brian, keep doing that, that feels so goooooooddÉ."
He picked up speed, and really started slamming Brian's ass. Brian didn't mind at all. He was taking it like a man and enjoying every minute of it. You could see that Malik was working toward his climax. He reached down and took Brian's cock in his hand and started to stroke in time to his fucking. "I'm getting' close," he gasped.
A few more strokes and he said, "Oh shit, here it comes," and as he started shooting, he threw his head back and slammed his cock all the way in.
Brian started to shoot again--the fourth time--onto his chest, and I felt my cum rising from my balls, and stepped forward to Brian's mouth.
"Open up," I commanded, and for the second time that night, shot my load into his willing throat.
A minute later we were in a happy, sweaty, pile of bodies on the bed, just feeling each other and winding down. We lay there for perhaps ten minutes, just enjoying the feel of each other's bodies, talking and laughing.
I said, "How about a shower?"
"Yeah," they both replied. The showers were really built for two, but we managed to all three squeeze inside and had a good time soaping each other up, all getting half-hard again. However, we were done.
"I'll treat to nachos and beer at the Beach Bar," I said.
Malik replied, "You're on," and we all got dressed and headed out, catching the bar about a half-hour before closing. We shared a plate of nachos and had a couple of beers, and then parted company for the evening, saying that we would try to get together for a bit before the week was out.