See the beginning of part one for the history of this story. Comments welcome to Cgard43@hotmail.com
In Al's comfortable master suite, Todd actually felt a little shy. He found Al very sexy and had been impressed by the size and shape of his cock that he'd seen and touched earlier. What concerned him was that, after his display in taking the Coach's cock earlier, Al might not want to fuck him. He also worried that the earlier fuck might have stretched his ass and made him less able to be a good fuck for any smaller cock for a while.
He'd heard the guys tell him that this wasn't the case, and his ass had felt pretty tight when Jim had fingered him, but he was still concerned. Nevertheless, as he got ready to go to bed, he felt his cock start to lengthen and stiffen, despite all the earlier activities.
When Al got into bed with him, he took Todd in his arms and talked to him.
"You're kind of a wild thing, aren't you?" he started.
"You mean because of this afternoon?" Todd asked. "Well, yeah, I know that was really something. It just got me turned on to try it and, once you start, well, you know."
"It was a hell of a way to jump start the party," Al said, "And between us, there's been a lot more sex than usual so far. Seems you horned everybody up, doing that."
"I just hope I can be good for you," Todd said in a worried tone. Al looked puzzled.
"I mean, Hell, man, here I am in bed with a hot guy like you and of course I want your dick in me. I just hope it's good for you." That answered Al's questions and set the plot for the evening.
"Don't worry, my boy," Al assured him. "It's gonna be great."
Al took the lead and started sucking Todd's cock. Todd couldn't help remembering the first time David had taken his cock that way, but he was certainly impressed with the way Al was doing it now. After a few minutes, Todd encouraged Al to turn around and he got his first real taste of Al's cock.
It was a beauty...over 8-1/2 inches and plenty thick. He worked it into his mouth and felt it push down into his throat.
"Wow," he thought, "this is a big cock." Sure, it wasn't as big as Coach's, but it was really a mouthful and Todd knew it would feel good up his ass. That is, he thought, if his ass hadn't been stretched too much.
Todd couldn't get over his worry, and feeling the length and thickness of Al's cock, he wondered if maybe he'd been wrong to take on Coach's cock so early in the party. Oh well, too late to worry about that. But the question continued to plague him and he finally pulled up on the bed and spoke to Al.
"I've got to find out about this," Todd said, "I want you to stick your dick in me and see if it's still tight for you. I need to know, man. If not, I'm gonna blow you till you get off."
"Well, then we'll find out, won't we," Al said. He was sure Todd was worrying for nothing, but he sure didn't mind the idea of a test run. He sucked Todd's cock back into his mouth and sucked until it was rock hard.
"Get on your back, man," Al said, "And let me put this dick in your horny ass." Todd moved quickly onto his back and pulled his legs up. He felt Al lube his hole and then felt the big head of Al's dick up against it.
"Push in, man, push in," Todd pleaded and Al was delighted to do just that. The first couple of inches slid into Todd and they both relaxed. Todd's ass channel was still very tight and he got a quick moment of pain.
"Go on, man," he whispered. Todd tried to pull on Al's ass, and Al complied, sliding about half of his thick rod into Todd's ass.
"Oh yeah, Todd," Al said happily, "Your ass is very, very hot and tight."
"And it's yours to fuck, man," Todd answered. "Fuck me just the way you like to do it. I want your cock in me for a long time."
That was music to Al's ears. Here he was with this hot young stud in his bed and he'd just been invited to fuck him long and hard.
Al continued to slowly feed more and more of his cock into Todd's ass until he had the full 8-1/2 thick inches all the way in him.
Now, Al's personal fucking style was more the deep dicking style than the ramming style and within minutes, Todd was very glad he'd been chosen to share Al's bed. Though his ass still felt tight to both he and Al, Todd was aware of some soreness from the earlier stretching.
He was glad then when Al fucked him deep but not too hard. It really was ringing all his bells, and his prostate went zing every time Al's thick rod stroked it.
"Oh yeah, man, I like it that way," Todd whispered. "Deep dick me like that."
"You got it, man, I love the way you're taking my dick." Al answered.
Being with Al wasn't a high voltage encounter but it was a pleasure for Todd. He delighted in having this Al's cock up his ass, and he was thrilled when Al leaned forward and started kissing him. It was a perfect kind of fuck and sensational lovemaking for Todd.
Al was good to his word and kept fucking him deeply for nearly fifteen minutes; Todd loved the way Al's dick filled his butt and was riding the waves of pleasure as he felt Al start to pick up speed.
"Oh yeah, man," Todd cried, "Fuck that big cock into me!"
"Yeah, yeah, oh my God, what a great ass you've got, man," Al answered. Todd was a perfect fuck partner in his opinion, taking everything Al had to offer and letting him know he was really enjoying it.
But unfortunately, Al was getting way too close and knew there was no turning back.
"Sorry, man," he said, "I'm getting real close. You gonna come with me?"
"Sure am," Todd answered, starting to stroke his cock, "I'm right here with you, getting a great fuck."
That was all it took for Al and after a half dozen more strokes into Todd's hot hole, Al let go and shot a huge load of cum up into Todd's ass. Looking down, he saw that Todd was just about to come too, so Al slid back a little and managed to get the head of Todd's cock in his mouth just before Todd started shooting. Having taken his load earlier when Coach had fucked him, Al wasn't surprised this time at Todd's huge offering.
Al swallowed and swallowed as Todd's cock shot off in his mouth, savoring every drop.
"Whew," Al said, "Man, I love the way your cock shoots quarts of cream like that."
Todd was still trembling in the aftermath of his orgasm, and Al leaned down and hugged him tightly. Todd loved it, being held like that.
"You were wonderful, man," Todd said quietly and he really meant it.
"No, you were, Todd," Al answered. "You were."
They cleaned up and settled back in the king size bed. Al held Todd in his arms until they both fell asleep. Al woke up in the middle of the night and felt Todd's ass pushed back tight against his cock. Al just held him and, after a while, he dosed off again.
Coach woke up to the delightful feeling of having two good-looking guys in bed with him and smiled.
Yesterday had been quite a day for the Coach. First, having Todd take his cock up his ass, an experience seldom enjoyed before and never more satisfying than with Todd. It had really gotten his sexual engine running and later sucking Frank's cock and getting sucked by Tony had just revved the engine even more. That's what made him decide to get Jim and Joey to fuck him when they invited him to join them overnight.
It was a great experience; though he'd been in three-ways before, he had never allowed himself to be the centerpiece and get both his mouth and ass filled at the same time. It had satisfied him tremendously and he thought it all through again as Jim and Joey slept on either side of him.
Jim woke up suddenly and caught Coach smiling.
"What's up?" Jim asked, "Why the big smile?"
"Just remembering," Coach mumbled quietly. "Yesterday was quite a day!"
"You mean Todd taking your cock?" Jim asked in a whisper.
"No, I mean both that and you guys fucking me last night. I've never had such a hot, sex-filled day." He conveniently omitted any mention of Frank or Tony.
"That's a good thing, right?" Jim whispered. Coach smiled broadly again and nodded vigorously.
"The best, buddy, the best! Thanks for your part!" Jim smiled back at him, and cuddled into the man whose arm hugged him and held him close.
When Mickey awoke, Tony was already making noises of waking up himself. Mickey stroked his morning hard-on, noting that it wasn't as hard as usual, probably a result of the sex-filled day before. As he lay there and thought, an idea crept into his mind and when Tony was fully awake and sitting up, Mickey mentioned it to him.
"Tell me something, Tony," Mickey started, "This guy Todd. You involved with him romantically?"
"No, not really," Tony said, "You know me, I'm not a get-involved kind of guy. Why?"
"I think he's hot," Mickey said, "But I won't make a play for him if you don't want me to."
"Go ahead," Tony said, "I think you'll enjoy sex with him, and I know you're both gonna like it when you fuck his ass."
Mickey grinned at Tony, and Tony winked back.
Todd awoke after having the strangest dream ever. He still remembered at least parts of it. He and Jim were in bed. That was a very nice dream in itself. But, in the dream, he was fisting Jim. That was the unbelievable part. He shook his head. Of all people to have that dream about, Jim was of course the least likely. But maybe that's why he dreamed about it.
Al wasn't in bed, and Todd could hear the sound of the shower running in the bathroom. He got up and emptied his bladder then spoke to Al.
"You want some company in there?" Todd asked.
"Sure do, Todd," Al answered and opened the glass door to let him in. It was a large, square shower and there was ample room for the two of them.
Todd got himself wet under the shower and soon he and Al were kissing and groping each other. Todd was surprised but also pleased when Al slipped a couple of fingers into his ass while kissing him. It was a knowing action, and it felt good, and somehow, that was hot to Todd.
"He's had my ass and he thinks it's his. I guess it is," Todd thought but didn't say.
Standing up in the shower wasn't Al's idea of the best place to have sex, however, so the two of them finished the shower and climbed out, drying first themselves and then each other.
While he and Al were getting dressed...Todd went with the snug levis again...another thought occurred to him. It was about the dream again and Al had jogged another memory of it.
He wasn't fisting Jim in the dream...he was just fingering his hole with a couple of fingers. But the important thing was that Jim was loving it...in the dream that is.
To be continued.