SAE Action Ch. 14 Bill Drake (billdrake@hotmail.com)
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SAE 14
After that hot session with Stan, Jake wanted more. More action with Stan for starters, but more three-ways with any other stud we could get to join us. It was only three weeks til Jake went back home for the summer, but in that three weeks, it seemed we were getting it on non-stop and with a different hunk in our bed each night.
Eventually, I felt a bit left out, like Jake was less interested in me and more interested in the guys we'd pick up together. And lately, he didn't always bother with including me. I could completely understand; Jake was one hot young frat stud, in the prime of his life, and always horny.
But I wasn't that bad looking either. Over the last few months, my body had gotten even harder and tighter, and the muscles on my relatively short frame looked pretty impressive. I'd even filled out a little, so that my face looked less like a boy's more like a man's.
It was about 9:30 one Saturday night and I was just about ready to go out to the bars to see if I could pick up some hot piece of manflesh when the phone rang.
"Hey is this John? John, Mike Drake here. Remember me?"
Remember him? A dick as big and fat as his is hard to forget. I often thought back to Pete's poker party when the cop stud plowed my ass good. Sometimes when jacking off I'd shoot just thinking of the taste of his fuckstick.
"Of course I remember you," I said. "That was one hot time."
"Hell, it was, wasn't it? Yeah, actually I was calling you because...well, I don't know if you have plans for tonight already, but I got a big fat boner right now and I was thinking how nice it'd be to have a tight frat boy ass over here riding on my cop dick."
"I'll be right over" I said. He gave me his address and directions.
I hopped in my car and drove on over. My dick was hard as steel. I remembered the last time Officer Drake fucked me, right in front of his cop buddies who really got off watching a frat hunk getting reamed by one of their own.
When I got to his place there was a note on the door: "Come on in."
I walked in and saw two naked hunks in the kitchen. Officer Drake's massive frame sat in a chair, while another man, a guy in his late 20s with a tight, firm body, rode that big cock.
Mike looked up and saw me. "Hey bud, sorry, I couldn't wait. My neighbor came down and when he saw my hard dick he couldn't resist going to town on it." Slowly but firmly his hand pushed the guy's head down further on his hard meat.
The neighbor, who looked like a married man in his late 30s, slurped on that big fat fuckstick protruding from the cop's massive thighs. That meat looked so good. I always like a guy's dick to be full and round. I guess you'd say I'm more into the thick sausage than the pointed spear shape. Drake's prick was the perfect specimen. For some guys, the longer the prick, the thinner, but Mike's monster's long and fat, and the two balls that cling to the base aren't the largest I've seen, but they are nice and round and mansized.
Slowly I licked the hair on the police officer's ballsac as his neighbor gave him a full-on blowjob. You could tell Drake had just showered, as the scrotum that held those testicles tight up against his cockshaft tasted fresh and clean. I could tell that our hunky policeman was getting off on this treatment as he was lifting his ass off the chair and thrusting forward, shoving more cockmeat down the other man's throat and humping his balls harder against my slathering tongue.
I was getting real worked up now. More and more I could taste the other guy's saliva as it dripped down Drake's huge shaft. Feeling this guy's body against mine as we both serviced Mike was really hot. Soon we began thrusting our cocks together and caressing each other's hard muscles as we took turnings sucking cop cock.
Finally, as I was gobbling down Drake's manmeat to the base, I couldn't take any more. I got up and positioning myself on his lap, lowered my hot frat ass onto his thick daddy dick. I must have been aching for a good hard fuck, because it didn't even take me a minute to start fucking myself good on that ass-splitter.
Drake cooed into my ear. "Fuck, stud." An extra thrust of his hips drove more meat deep into my hungry guts. "Did I ever tell you what a hot piece of fuck meat you are?"
I ground my ass back harder into his pubes. This fucker had me heated up like nothing else. "Fucking plow my ass," I encouraged him.
"Don't worry, stud, I will," he breathed. "Your daddy's gonna fuck this ass like it should be fucked every day." His breathing was increasing pace, but as much as I loved watching his face "Gonna stick my cop dick right up deep into your slick hole and fuck my nut deep and hard. Would you like that, frat boy?"
"Fuck yeah," I replied. "Fill my ass, officer, sir."
I was worried that we had neglected our hunky friend until I felt his smooth wet tongue against my abused hole. The horny stud was still licking cop cock and tonguing my ass when he could. If you've never been fucked and rimmed at the same time I can't tell you how incredible the sensation is.
All good things must come to an end, however. I looked back over my head and saw Drake's neighbor licking down lower between his thighs. I couldn't see when that skilled tongue reached cop ass, but I didn't have to. Mike started groaning and thrusting his meat in and out frantically, as he couldn't decide whether he wanted more slick fratjock ass or more of that expert rimjob.
I thought Mike Drake was going to shoot right then and there, and already my ass was trying to milk his fat cock. But he held on and continued to plow away. Thing was, our position was a little awkward. Officer Drake was slumped down in the chair with his legs apart and resting on the table in order to give room for a good rimming. I was straddling that fine cock and holding onto the massive pecs and shoulders as the invading shaft bounced me up and down. The neighbor was down between the officer hunk's thighs, sucking away at one hot cop hole while holding up the weight of two rutting studs the best he could.
Mike mustered all his will power and slowed to a stop. "Get up," he said. I didn't want his dick to leave my ass, but I obeyed his order and eased myself inch by inch til the fat mushroom head stretched past and my sphincter and popped out, snapping the column of prickflesh into his tight abs. Slowly, he eased his feet down to the floor and stood up. "Follow me," he said. We followed him to the bedroom, where we three resumed our previous position, this time on his bed.
Now were horizontal, with me on top of Drake. Lying flat, he could shove his dick harder into me, and I squirmed in hot, fuck-lust as he shafted me deeper. The other guy resumed munching on Drake's sweet butthole. I was getting off on watching my hot cop writhe in pleasure as he was getting treated at both ends by sex-hungry studs. Sweat beaded up on his brow. Mine dripped down my chest and off my pecs onto his.
"You guys got me so ready to shoot," he said. "I've been waiting all week for a fuck this good..... Aaah, yes, that's it..."
I leaned back and felt the neighbor's hands against my back. He was fucking Drake now, and each thrust of his cock pushed Drake's into my ass. Gently he circled his arms around my chest as he pumped away at Mike's slick hole. It felt like I was getting reamed by two studs at once and I lost it. Jets of hot sperm flew out of my hardon onto Drake's massive frame. I massaged the sperm into his sweaty chest as I continued to spew all over his stomach and his fat prick continued to drive into me.
I was still hot for it though. These guys knew how to fuck a man right. I egged them on. "Yeah. Fuck the cream outta my big dick," I yelled as they both maintained a rabbit-pace thrust.
"You want my spunk, guy?" Drake asked. "Here it fuckin comes!" I now had four hands on my torso holding me down on that massive prick as it hosed a major blast of cop cream into me.
By now I lost track of reality as the cocktip continued to brush past my prostate and my cock tried to milk out a little more cum for my officer fuck. At some point, the neighbor must have shot his seed deep into Drake's ass, cause next thing I knew we were all three lying in a tangle of sweaty, drenched man muscle, our half-hard, half-spent pricks lying weightily on our thighs. I even lost track of whose tongue was in my mouth. What a way to drift to sleep.