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Rusty got in the car and turned it on. He could see his breath, and not having his scarf made it feel colder than it had on the way there. He pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward his own apartment.
T.J. had never been that nice before. He and Rusty actually had a conversation before hooking up. And they had a really good time together. On top of that, T.J. had never kissed him before. And when they kissed, it felt good. It felt right. It felt like T.J. wanted it as much as Rusty did, and as much as he didn't want to admit it, he did want it. T.J. put on the macho persona, and took control of their sexual encounters, but what was it he'd said? "I want you bad." That meant something deeper, right?
What had changed since Rusty had seen him last? And now, he and T.J. were going to have sex again, but with Chase in the mix. Chase. Rusty felt something deep for Chase too. Something he knew was reciprocated, and reciprocated openly. They'd been dating for almost four months. Chase had helped him come out of the closet. He'd been Rusty's first real boyfriend. And now what? All of these questions were causing his cock to deflate. His encounter with T.J. had been so hot while it was happening, but now that it was over, there were a lot of other feelings to be had. And there were sure to be more the next day.
When he got home, he texted Chase. "Talked to T.J. Don't make plans for tomorrow night."
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The next day, Chase came over after lunch and he and Rusty spent the afternoon watching TV and hanging out. Neither of them had ever been involved in a three-way before, so they weren't entirely sure what to expect when T.J. arrived later on.
Before heading to Rusty's apartment, T.J. had to meet up with some friends at a bar for a buddy's birthday. He was kind of glad, because he was unexpectedly nervous about his plans for the night. He was about to have sex with a dude while his boyfriend was there. What if things went wrong? What if the boyfriend changed his mind? T.J. and his friend took a few "birthday shots" before T.J. snuck away and headed to Rusty's.
Rusty and Chase were watching whatever movie was on cable when T.J. arrived. Chase was sitting on one side of the couch and Rusty was laying up against him, and while the movie was playing, neither was paying much attention. When T.J. knocked on the door, Rusty sat up with a jolt. He patted Chase on the leg. "Our guest of honor is here," he chuckled, and got up to answer the door.
He opened it, and there was T.J. He looked good. He'd dressed up a bit for the bars, and everything he picked to wear accentuated his best features.
"Come on in," Rusty said.
"Thanks. It hasn't gotten any warmer out here," T.J. said as he unzipped his coat and put it on a hook by the door. As he spoke, Rusty got a whiff of whisky on his breath. He must've done some pregaming to take the edge off, Rusty thought.
"Do you want a drink or anything? There's beer in the fridge."
"Nah, dude. I just met a buddy for his birthday at the bars. I'm good."
That explained it, Rusty thought.
"This is Chase," Rusty said, introducing his boyfriend. "Chase, this is T.J."
"Nice to meet you, man," Chase said. "Nice work in the bowl game."
"Thanks, dude. Good to meet you too."
The guys just kind of stood there for a second, awkwardly, not knowing quite what should happen next. Finally, T.J. took charge, as usual.
"So I guess we should get this party started," he said, cracking a smile and throwing his arm around Rusty's shoulders.
"Yes," Chase said. "The bedroom's back here."
T.J. knew that from the one or two times he and Rusty had hooked up here instead of at his place, but he tactfully elected not to say so. He massaged Rusty's shoulder a couple times as they followed Chase into the other room.
Rusty's bedroom was pretty simple -- a dresser with a TV on top, the bed and two nightstands, and a laundry hamper were all that were inside. Chase jumped up on the dresser and sat next to the TV, since that was really the only place other than the bed to sit. T.J. wasted no time getting down to business, swinging Rusty around and kissing him, and reaching around and grabbing his ass.
T.J. ground his crotch into Rusty's as they kissed, massaging his ass and feeling his cock grow hard through his jeans. T.J.'s own cock grew harder under his khakis, and he brought a hand around long enough to undo his belt. He kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants, kicking them off and revealing the red boxer briefs underneath that were straining to hold in his rock-hard dick. Rusty pulled back, pulling off his t-shirt before kissing T.J. again and undoing the buttons on his shirt.
Eventually, the two men were just standing there in their underwear and socks, T.J. in the boxer briefs and Rusty in a pair of plaid boxers. T.J. pushed Rusty back so he fell onto the bed, laying sideways with his legs dangling off the side. Rusty's cock popped out of the fly of his boxers, and what T.J. did next shocked him. He got down on his knees between Rusty's legs and took the head of his cock into his mouth, gripping the shaft with one hand and licking around the tip just like Rusty had done to him the day before.
"Oh god, T.J. That feels awesome!" he shouted, bucking his hips with pleasure.
It did feel good, but T.J. had never, ever shown interest in blowing him before. This was a huge mindfuck. T.J. was good at this, somehow. Rusty didn't know about his "extracurriculars" with the coach and with Jason, so this wasn't even something he'd have ever considered. T.J.'s mouth was sending waves of pleasure through Rusty's body, and his tongue was doing things to his cock that made him writhe around on the bed.
The whole thing had Chase's cock raging too. He'd stripped off his own jeans and t-shirt, and dropped his boxers to give himself easier access to his cock. He sat on the dresser again, watching his boyfriend get blown by the football player. His cock leaked as the images in his head came to life, hotter than he'd imagined.
T.J. pulled off of Rusty's dick long enough to pull of his boxers and toss them aside. He reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube that Rusty had left out on one of the nightstands, squeezing some out on a couple fingers and spreading it around. He took Rusty's cock back into his mouth as he rubbed his fingers around Rusty's asshole, spreading the lube around it.
"Unnnfffff," Rusty groaned as T.J. slid one of his think fingers into his ass. T.J. finger-fucked him while he blew him, and again the waves of pleasure moved through Rusty's body as T.J. hit all the right spots. Chase was stroking his dick as he looked on, seeing T.J.'s finger move in and out of Rusty's asshole, and watching as Rusty's body responded.
"Teej, if you don't stop I'm gonna blow," Rusty said, reaching down and pulling him up on top of him, and kissing him again. He rolled over, now on top of T.J., and pulled away to pull off T.J.'s underwear. T.J.'s giant cock slapped up against his fuzzy belly, leaving a spot of precum where the head hit his skin. Rusty grabbed the bottle of lube and squeezed some into his hand, rubbing it onto T.J.'s cock and jacking him off with it.
"I want you inside me, dude."
"Mmmm, yeah."
"You ready to fuck me?"
"Let's do it, bro, get my cock in you."
Rusty looked over at Chase and smiled. Chase was clearly enjoying the show, as he continued stroking his cock and as it continued to leak all over his hand. Rusty's smile sent a jolt through him, and he put his head back and moaned. He needed to slow down too, or he'd cum before he was ready.
Rusty climbed up and mounted T.J., guiding his cock into his ass. He felt the head pop in and shuddered. He and Chase were having sex regularly, so it wasn't like he wasn't ready to have a dick in his ass, but there was no denying T.J. was significantly bigger that Chase. He slowly sat down, groaning as he lowered himself toward T.J.'s crotch, until finally T.J. was balls deep in him.
"Oh, Russ. This feels great. Ride my cock, bro..." T.J. exclaimed as Rusty started moving up and down. At this angle, Rusty could feel every inch of T.J.'s cock as it moved in and out of him, and his own cock was slapping up against T.J.'s belly as he rode him. T.J. grabbed it, jerking him as he thrust his hips along with Rusty's movement, pushing himself as deep as possible into Rusty.
This was the most intense sex they'd ever had. They were looking into each other's eyes, Rusty had a hand on one of T.J.'s pecs, and they were focused solely on each other. Suddenly, T.J. stopped Rusty, and rolled him back over onto his back. He stood over him, positioning himself between his legs, and Rusty lifted his hips to give him better access to his hole. T.J. slid his cock back inside and paused for a moment as Chase jumped off the dresser and moved to the other side of the bed. Rusty leaned his head back and Chase put his cock up to Rusty's mouth.
"This is what you wanted right?" Chase asked. "To get fucked by him while you blow me? Have at it, dude."
Rusty didn't balk. He took Chase's cock in his mouth and started blowing him, feeling T.J. thrust in and out of his ass as Chase thrust in and out of his mouth. He wasn't focused on T.J. anymore, but he was still feeling an intense sexual passion unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He grabbed his cock and started jacking himself off. He wasn't going to last long in this position.
It was Chase that came, first though. Rusty's tongue on his cock had the desired effect, and it wasn't long before his balls were tightening. He pulled out of Rusty's mouth and grabbed his dick, jerking himself to completion and jizzing all over Rusty's chest, belly and face. He leaned down and kissed his boyfriend, tasting his spunk on his lips.
Chase let up, and sat back against the wall at the head of the bed. Rusty was still stroking himself, and T.J. could feel his ass clenching tighter around his cock.
"You gonna cum, dude? You ready to shoot."
"Oh god, yeah, T.J. I'm about to blow."
T.J. swatted Rusty's hand away from his dick.
"I wanna make you cum by myself," he said, increasing the pace and force of his thrusts. Rsuty felt him hitting his g-spot and gripped the bed.
"Mmmmm, T.J., don't stop!" he shouted.
"Cum for me, dude." T.J. said to him, "Spunk all over yourself."
"Unnggghhhh..." Rusty groaned, obliging T.J.'s command and spurting ropes of jizz all over his torso, adding to what Chase had left behind.
T.J. thrust in and out a couple more times before pulling out and grabbing his cock. He stroked himself, looking at Rusty's face covered in Chase's cum.
"D'you like that, bro? Did you like me making you cum while your boyfriend watched?"
"That was so hot T.J.," Rusty replied. "I haven't cum like that in so long..."
"Mmmm, that's right, you love having my cock in your ass, don't you?" T.J. asked, increasing the pace of his strokes.
He groaned again as he shot the third load of spunk onto Rusty's belly, a huge load the dribbled down Rusty's side.
T.J. leaned down and collapsed on top of Rusty, kissing him deeply as their bodies rubbed together, lubricated by the loads the three men had shot. Chase reached in and rubbed Rusty's chest before T.J. pulled back and let him lean in for a kiss as well.
Rusty and Chase continued to make out as T.J. got up and cleaned himself off with one of the t-shirts that had been tossed aside on the floor. He started getting dressed, and interrupted the tongue wrestling to say goodbye.
"This was hot. We should do it again sometime."
"For sure," Rusty replied, propping himself up on his elbows.
"Maybe next time we can get Chase a little more involved," T.J. said.
"I'd love that," Chase answered, rubbing his hand over Rusty's belly and smearing the jizz around.
T.J. left, and Rusty and Chase laid back and made out some more.
"That was so awesome," Chase finally interrupted to say.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I know I did."
"I could tell."
They laughed, and Rusty got up to go shower off. Chase lingered for a minute, pondering what he'd just seen. The chemistry between Rusty and T.J. was obvious, and intense. And it was hot to watch while they were all getting off, but now that it was over it was kind of disconcerting. He shook his head, clearing the thought from his brain, and went to join his boyfriend in the shower, sporting a growing boner as he walked toward the bathroom.
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