The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy Chapter 1 -- Part II From Billy's viewpoint
I couldn't believe their fucking apartment. These guys were in a different league in every way. This place, the second floor of a big old Victorian house, was like a palace. The furniture looked like you see in ads in classy magazines. Not the kind of hand-me-down shit we had. Phil and Todd gave us a quick tour of the main room and its balcony while we all sipped some imported beer I'd never heard of.
Everything in the place was very old. Or very new. All of it very expensive, I could tell.
We chatted out on their balcony for about two or three beers, looking out over the gardens below and the city beyond.
Finally, they told us to have a seat, directing us to a leather sectional. So soft. So comfortable. I just melted into it and Justin melted right beside me. The leather felt so sexy to touch. Just to run my hand across that soft warm leather. Like skin. I know I was drunk, but fuck this was cool.
"Take your shoes off. Make yourselves comfortable," Phil said. And so I did. Kicking my shoes off, I just curled up beside, into and around Justin. He leaned over and kissed me. And I noticed as I opened my eyes after a very long and sensuous kiss that Phil and Todd were standing there watching us. Their arms around each other. Smiling.
"Glad you feel comfortable here," Todd said. "That's what we have tried to create. A place where guys could feel comfortable being who they are."
It was like I was drugged. I felt warm all over. Completely relaxed. Maybe a little disoriented. But very horny. So very horny. If I moved even a little, I could feel the fabric of my jeans rub against my cock. It ached for action.
I was so into Justin just then. I could smell him. Feel him all around me. And my mind was remembering all the sex we'd ever had together and channeling it to my cock. My nuts. And back to my mind.
And Phil and Todd were so into watching us. It was the way things had been in Chicago between Justin and me. The way I wanted them to be now. Only this could be better with these two perfect guys watching me. And Justin.
I licked my lips and then bit my lower lip as I stared into Todd's eyes. Justin's hands were wandering over my body. Making my hard cock ache even more. I was very fucking hard. So hard it almost hurt. Justin wasn't being shy about running his hand across my hard cock. Rubbing it. Pulling on it through my jeans. Loving it the way he did so well.
I moved my hand back onto his crotch and was welcomed by his warm, hardening cock. It was straining in his jeans as I began to rub it with my palm and fingers. Justin had started this. I was only returning the favor. My head fell back on his shoulder. I was feeling pure lust.
We lounged there on the sectional stroking each other through our jeans. Todd and Phil watched silently. Their gaze was like an added aphrodisiac. The stares so appreciative. Even when I closed my eyes, I could clearly sense their eyes focused on us. On our hard cocks. On our hands at play. Knowing what was to come. What was certain to come.
I slowly opened my eyes. I was right. They were watching. Todd had a gentle smile on his face. Sexy. Provocative. I didn't pay that much attention to Phil just then.
"You remember what you said to me at the bar earlier, about watching," I said to Todd. "Watching until I come."
"Yeah," Todd said.
"Well, do you still want to?" I asked in a voice that sounded kind of husky. Not really like my voice at all.
"Sure," Todd said. "I'd love to and I'm sure Phil would, too."
I looked over at Justin. He seemed completely relaxed. Into the moment. Into sex. Into me. Maybe he was a little drunk. Or even stoned. "Justin," I said. It took him a second to focus his gaze on me. "Todd wants to see us cum."
"Sure. OK," Justin said in a dreamy sort of voice.
It was almost like we were underwater. Or in slow motion. Or maybe just out of focus. But it felt so fucking good. Sitting there on that fucking sexy sofa. My boyfriend stroking my very hot and horny cock, which had been ignored far too much lately.
And my own hand wrapped around Justin's hard cock. Nine hard inches of cock. Rubbing it slowly but firmly through his jeans.
Justin took his hand off my cock and started to open my jeans. I raised my butt enough to scoot out of them. Commando guy that I am, that left my cock completely free. I was leaning back into Justin's side. My cock jutting out and up. A drip of pre-cum was soon dangling from the tip of my cockhead ready to fall on to my shirt.
Justin caught it with his fingertip and lifted it to my mouth to taste. I smiled and leaned away a little. "You first," I said. I turned to watch Justin's tongue emerge from his mouth and carefully lick my pre-cum from his fingertips. He leaned in to kiss me. Just lips to lips. As he leaned back, I licked my lips, but I couldn't taste my cum.
I reached down and swiped some more pre-cum drooling from my cock and tasted it. So good. I just love the stuff. So sweet. Such a treat with so much more to come. Or should I say cum.
"Beautiful," Todd said appreciatively. "Fucking beautiful." He and Phil sat down on an ottoman right in front of us. Just watching us. But I could see they were both hard. We turned them on. So fucking hot!
"Your turn," I said turning toward Justin.
He had to stand to slip out of his jeans. Standing right in front of Todd and Phil, Justin looked down as he unbuttoned his jeans. Then he raised his gaze to look the two of them right in the eyes.
I stared at them, too, as Justin lowered his jeans, revealing what I couldn't see, but knew so well. His rock hard, pre-cum dripping, raging nine-inches-plus cock. I saw their eyes widen at the sight. His nine-inch cock only inches from their faces.
Phil reached out and cupped Justin's nuts in one hand and then ran his other hand, fingers curled around Justin's cock, from base to tip. Slowly. Lovingly. Knowingly. He was stroking my boyfriend's hard cock. But that was OK. I knew it would only turn Justin on that much more. All for me.
Justin waited until Phil finally paused and then sat down beside me again. It was my turn now. I took Justin's cock in my hand. Then twisted my body slowly around until I could engulf Justin's hard, pulsing cock in my mouth.
I was in heaven. I had missed being like this with Justin. So intimate. So casual. So relaxed and hard and hot all at the same time. And having and audience . . . this audience . . . was making it even better.
I sucked in about half Justin's cock. My cheeks sucked in. I hummed in appreciation for such a treat and Justin groaned in return. My eyes looked toward Phil and then to Todd. Todd winked. I sucked my cheeks in around Justin's cock in return. He just got this big shit-eating grin.
I slowly eased Justin's cock from my mouth. Coated from tip to base in saliva and pre-cum. I let it stand free and tall. Twitching in anticipation. Then I started to gently stroke it. Justin was completely hard. His cockhead was taut and purple. His cock lips flared. Clear ooze flowed from them and down over his hard, hot cockhead. I took a swipe with my tongue. Getting most of it on the first try.
I put on a show of loving it. Fuck. It wasn't a show. I did love it and loved tasting it with such an appreciative audience.
"Mind if we make ourselves comfortable?" Todd asked.
We didn't need to answer. Phil was already slipping off his jeans and unbuttoning his shirt. Todd wasn't far behind.
Todd was like me. Commando. No sooner had he started to undress than he was standing there in front of us naked. An incredible body as I had guessed. Broad shoulders. A perfect V-shaped torso with muscles clearly defined, but not overly developed. His nipples. Hard. Brown. Perfect. A narrow waist and slim hips. Perfectly framing a most amazing cock.
It must have been about as big as mine. Hard. Oh, yes, it was completely hard. You know how a really hard cock looks. There is nothing more impressive. And his was, like everything else about him, perfect.
Not a hair on his body, except a perfect trail from navel to a neat patch of brown above his cock. It didn't look trimmed. It looked natural. Perfectly natural.
I couldn't resist. My instincts took over. I released Justin's cock and reached out and took Todd's in my hand. It was so warm. And hard. And soft to the touch. I didn't ever want to let go.
"You like?" he asked. "Feel free to do what you like. It's there to make you happy."
I looked back to see if this was OK with Justin, only to find that he was already moving toward Phil, who stood there in only the sheerest thong. His cock jutting up well above the elastic waistband. I could see where Justin was headed and took that as a Yes from him.
I ran my tongue up the length of Todd's beautiful cock and then wrapped my lips around his cockhead and sucked. I expected to taste his pre-cum sweet on my lips. But only the warm musky scent of man cock greeted me. I sucked him deeper, taking most of his cock deep into my throat. He moaned. I was in fucking heaven.
He reached down. Took me by the arm. Raising me up. His saliva-covered cock brushed against my chest and abs as I came to stand face to face in front of him. He pulled my aching crotch into his. I could feel his pubic hair rubbing against my cock.
He kissed me. Deeply. His tongue playing in my mouth. One hand holding the back of my head. The other urging my hips toward his. He began a rhythmic thrusting. Our cocks side by side. Sliding warm and hard against each other. Buried in the warmth of our clinging, thrusting bodies.
I don't know how long this lasted. It felt so incredible. My cock against his. My senses so acute. My need so great. As I started to think I might cum just standing there kissing this beautiful man whom I hardly knew, he broke our kiss and moved me to the sectional, where he laid me down and then gently draped his body over mine.
I thought I knew where this was going to end. My days of waiting were about to be over. My sexual drought about to become a thunderstorm. My life was beginning again.
I heard Justin let out a lustful groan somewhere near. With Phil. Justin's cock buried deep in Phil's throat. Justin moaned again and from the corner of my eye I could see his ass gyrating like a dancer. Fucking Phil's face. Driving his cock down Phil's throat. Making that wild animal groan from deep in his chest. A groan I hadn't heard from Justin in too long.
And then a spasm of confusion ran through me. Justin wasn't groaning for me. With me. In me. He was groaning with animal lust for Phil. And I was . . .
To be continued . . .
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Sorry if this leaves some of you guys with aching hard-ons in need of further attention. But there is more to cum. And cum it will before this chapter ends. So stroke off now if you want, but be ready for Part III when it cums.
This is the second book in the "I Thought I Knew" series. It is not necessary to read the books in order, although Book one chronologically precedes this book. It can be found under the title "I Thought I Knew" in the High School section. /nifty/gay/highschool/i-thought-i-knew/
The characters in this project are real. The names and some other identifying information in this story have been changed to conceal the identities of the characters described. The Copyright for this story is held by Hardreader. The story may not be reprinted or distributed elsewhere in print, electronically or digitally without the permission of the author. I would love to receive comments on this story from readers. Email me at hardreader2000@aol.com
While you're waiting for the next episode, I hope you'll stay happy. And stay hard! -- H.R.