Nifty Archivist, please add this story to my series "Pete's Big Surprise" under the gay celebrity section. Thanks!
Pete's Big Surprise part 8
Usual disclaimers apply. I don't know these people. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments.
Griffin Gluck had really begun to embrace his sexuality. He found himself drawn mostly to guys these days. And when the opportunity arose, he enjoyed sex as much as any young man does. But he found himself thinking of Pete Davidson more and more. He and Pete seemed to share a special connection. And Pete was, by far, the best fuck he had ever had.
Each time Gluck would find himself in bed with some hot young guy, he found himself wondering if the guy would be a suitable playmate for Pete and himself. Gluck almost thought of it as his mission to find thirds for himself and Pete. Pete had never said anything like this. Pete had made it very clear that Pete was perfectly happy to just fool around with Gluck. But Gluck found himself compelled to find suitable candidates. And he thought he had one.
Montana Jordon was a hot young actor that Gluck had met on a press junket. The two had bonded over late-night tacos and ended up in Gluck's hotel room. Montana had a thick texan accent that hypnotized Gluck every time he spoke. Montana also had a natural confidence (not unlike Pete's) that Gluck found himself drawn too. Gluck definitely had a type when it came to strong, confident men.
Gluck had been delighted if surprised when Montana had gently stroked his face before planting a kiss on his lips. They had just fooled around a little that night, but Gluck did get to see Montana's impressive uncut dick. And discover what it tasted like. Gluck knew two things. He had to play with Montana again. And he had to introduce him to Pete.
A few months later and Montana was going to be in New York for a gig. Gluck and Montana texted nearly every night. And Gluck was delighted to learn that Montana loved to jerk off together over a secret late night Snapchat. Montana reminded Gluck a lot of Pete. Cocky. Funny. Overtly sexual. Gluck arranged for Montana to come to Pete's place as a surprise. Gluck liked surprising Pete.
Pete knew nothing, assuming that he and Gluck were going to get food and play video games (and probably end up fucking Gluck's mouth, ass, or both). So Pete was surprised to open the door and find Montana Jordan. There was a moment of recognition, but Gluck jumped in to introduce them. Pete held out his hand to shake, but Montana leaned in for a hug instead. This too reminded Gluck of Pete.
Montana was quite simply, a beautiful boy. He had long brown hair that hung down in his face. His body was compact but muscular. His jeans bulged generously in the front. Pete would soon see that his body was nearly hairless (as was his own).
The Pete offered Montana a game controller and the two started playing games while Gluck sat on the other side of Montana. Montana had known why he had been invited, but Pete was still in the dark. It wasn't until Gluck began to unfasten Montana's jeans and belt (while Montana stared intently at the game on screen) that Pete glanced down and realized what was going on. "Oh." Pete said with a little surprise. "So it's THAT kind of party."
Montana laughed and spoke without breaking eye contact with the screen, "It is if you want it to be." Pete also found Montana's accent alluring. "Hell yeah" Pete said, glancing down again as Gluck pulled Montana's jeans and underwear down over his hips, revealing his semi-hard dick. "Oh wow," Pete said. "You're uncut. That's hot. I wish I still had my foreskin. I'm jealous." Montana laughed at this, but continued watching the screen as Gluck took Montana's dick into his mouth.
As Montana's dick quickly hardened in Gluck's mouth, Pete's video avatar on screen died a horrible death due to a landmine. Rather than respawn and keep playing, Pete cast his controller aside and reached for a different joystick. He quickly pulled down his silky athletic pants and underwear, revealing his already stiff dick. Montana stole a quick glance, then took a longer look, allowing his own video game character to be killed. He suddenly had better things to do.
"Damn, Pete." Montana said quietly. "It's always the bean poles with the dick like a donkey."
Pete smiled as he placed two fingers at the base of his dick and wagged it at Montana. Montana guessed it was nine or ten inches. "Wanna see what it tastes like?" Pete said with a smile.
Montana, rather than respond, leaned over into Pete's lap and took the first four or five inches into his mouth. Gluck glanced up and smiled around his mouthful of cock to see Montana eagerly sucking Pete's dick. Pete locked eyes with Gluck and smiled at him, giving him a "thumbs up". Gluck could almost cum just from seeing Pete smile. For a long time, the boys stayed just this way. A chain of mouth to cock to mouth to cock. The room was mostly silent except for the occasional slurp or lustful groan.
After a long time, Pete spoke softly, "Get that ass up here Gluck."
Gluck eagerly obeyed, though it was obvious he didn't want to take his mouth off of Montana's dick. Once Gluck stood, Pete got a good look at Montana's erection. No longer hidden down Gluck's throat, Pete saw he was a solid 7 inches. Not super thick, but super nice. The head of his dick had the more natural shape that Pete had noticed on some uncut guys. Pete reached over and gently tugged Montana's thickness. Gluck quickly stripped and did something he had done a thousand times before. He bent over in front of Pete to give him easy access.
Pete loved eating Gluck's ass. Sometimes he did it for twenty or thirty minutes at a time. And it wasn't even always a means to an end. Sometimes Pete would eat Gluck out even if he wasn't going to fuck him. The little sounds and gasps that Gluck made when Pete's tongue penetrated him drove Pete wild. Despite having a monster cock, Pete was very oral.
After a few minutes of rimming, Montana pulled his face off of Pete's dick and stroked it with one hand while reach under Gluck to stroke his dick with the other. Montana spoke to Gluck, but looked at Pete while he talked. He had a shit eating grin on his face. "Hey Gluck, you gonna let me fuck you first? I'm afraid if I go second, donkey dick over here will have reamed you out already. Like throwing a hot dog down a hallway!"
Pete laughed out loud, which made Montana and Gluck laugh. Pete's laugh was contagious. Montana stood and took the initiative, spinning Gluck around to where his face, rather than his ass, was in Pete's face. Montana wasted no time, positioning himself behind Gluck and quickly sliding his uncut seven inches inside. Pete's mouth had made Gluck much more reception. And Pete stared Gluck in the eye as he winced upon penetration. Montana's testosterone coursed through his veins as he eagerly began fucking Gluck they way young men fuck. Fast, dirty, eager to breed. Gluck began to make soft panting noises and Montana shoved hard into him. It wasn't painful, but it was a little rough. Pete was usually a gentler touch. But Gluck liked it. Pete only broke eye contact to deeply kiss Gluck on the mouth.
The two made out while Montana moved from rough to fast. Montana railed into him, but unlike many Gluck had encountered, this wasn't an indicator that Montana was reaching climax. Instead, Montana just kept going. minute stretched to minute. Gluck's experience had been that sex could last a long time, with the use of a mouth or a hand or a dick or an ass, but that when it came to actual fucking, most guys were only good to fuck for a few minutes at most. Not Montana.
Also, just because Montana was fucking hard and fast, it didn't mean he was just in a hurry to get off. Montana would periodically say, "Is it good?" or "you okay?" to which Gluck would grunt or nod in approval. Eventually, Gluck moved his own mouth away from Pete's and onto Pete's massive cock. Gluck loved being double stuffed with a cock and both ends. Pete leaned back and provocatively placed both his hands behind his head, locking eyes with Montana while Gluck serviced his cock.
Pete gave good face. The eye contact did for Montana the same thing it did for Gluck, and finally, mercifully (as were Gluck to be brutally honest, even a quality fucking like this still gives one leg cramps) Montana's face contorted as he grunted and spat. He almost yelled, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming, I'm cumming." as he shot into Gluck. He made one last down stroke and lay his firm belly against Gluck's back. As he did, he once again reached around and began furiously stroking Gluck's dick. Gluck was already close and failed to warn Montana in time. Gluck didn't pull his mouth off of Pete's cock, but instead grunted around Pete's cock as his own cock exploded, his semen rocketing to the floor and Pete's bare feet on the floor.
Pete laughed at the sensation of Gluck's cum hitting his feet. "Aww, sick!" Pete jokingly cried out. The sweaty Montana stood and and laughed, wiping some of Gluck's own cum onto his back to clean his hand. Gluck kneeled to sit on the floor at Pete's feet. When he did, Montana's jizz escaped his ass and began to run down his leg and onto the floor. Montana, smiling and laughing too said "Let me get you a towel" as he turned to look for the bathroom. Gluck quickly stood and helpfully said, "I'll show you where." As the two glistening sticky boys were almost out of the room, Pete said in a booming voice, "Hold it!" The two boys froze and turned to look at Pete. Pete tried to be serious, but his face betray him and he cracked half way through saying, "This dick is going up someone's ass. So which of you two bitches is it gonna be?"
Montana and Gluck looked at each other.