The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy Chapter 18, Part VI From Billy's viewpoint
"So here's what I want to try," I said to Justin and Tom. I knew they wouldn't object. I looked at Tom, his mop of brown hair kinda damp from our bout of fucking. "Tom, you're gonna get fucked by Justin. The way you wanted. You're getting his nine incher right up your butt. So you better be ready. And then . . ." I paused to let them wonder what I had in mind.
"And then, while Justin's fucking you, I want you to fuck me," I said. "OK? It can be payback time for you. You can fuck me as hard and long as you want."
"Payback for what?" Tom asked seriously.
"For me fucking you," I said.
"But I really enjoyed it. Didn't you like it?" Tom said, a little confused by the conversation.
I didn't try to explain that I was joking around or anything, I just told him I had enjoyed it. Enjoyed it very, very much. And I fucking had . . . for sure.
"Goddamn it!" It was Justin from somewhere behind me.
As I turned to try to see what Justin was upset about, Tom said, "Just get another."
Then I could see that the condom Justin had been trying to put on his hard cock had a fucking hole in it.
"I think we only have one more. We need at least two if you're gonna fuck Billy," Justin said to Tom. "Have you got any with you?"
"Yeah, I always have a couple with me." Tom hopped off the bed and started rummaging through his jeans pockets. He let his jeans drop at his feet in frustration, apparently not having found anything. Then he quickly picked them up and went through each of the four pockets again. I saw him pull his wallet halfway out of a back pocket. He pondered it for a second. Then pushed it back in the pocket. Still nothing.
After a brief moment, he felt in each of the pockets one more time. This time he took his wallet out of the back pocket. The last pocket he checked. He opened it. Apparently nothing.
"Sorry," he said. "I don't know what happened to them. I was sure I had a couple at least. It's too bad you guys don't have these." With that he took a folded piece of paper out of his wallet and held it up like a trophy.
"What's that?" Justin asked.
"County Health Department," Tom said. "Proof I'm negative. Fresh this week. Says I'm good to go."
"We've got those," I said. "Two, three weeks ago. In case we needed them with Joe. Cuz we just didn't know what might happen with him."
"So we're good too. We're all good," Justin said. His voice triumphant.
"You guys haven't been with anyone since your test?" Tom asked.
"Just each other," I said. "And you?"
"Not a soul. That's one reason I need fucking so bad. It's been too long."
We all passed our papers around. It seemed kinda weird to be checking each other's health department reports, but we all knew what it meant. And while it seemed kinda morbid or something, I think we were all really turned on by what was about to happen.
"Bareback! Fucking bareback with you guys! I can't fucking believe it," Tom said. His little-boy smile and his Christmas-present grin had returned.
"Is it OK if I start by fucking you," he said looking at me. And then to Justin, "And once we got it going good, then you can start fucking me. And let's not stop till we've all cum . . . at least once."
With the all that shit out of the way, I quick got down on all fours in the center of the bed. I thought Tom was just gonna quick lube my ass and start fucking me. But instead, he took some lube and started to loosen up my ass. First one finger. Then a couple of fingers.
That was something Justin never did anymore. If I thought I needed a little loosening action, I did it myself. Used my own pre-jizz or Justin's. But usually Justin just eased that big, old cock of his into me. If he was hard -- and when wasn't he hard? -- he made enough pre-jizz to lube me as we went. He always started slow and easy so we rarely went to the trouble of stretching my asshole first.
But this was Tom doing my asshole. Not Justin this time. And with Tom everything felt new and different. I was getting so fucking turned on by it. I didn't say anything. I just let him work my hole. He was good at it. It wasn't as good as getting fucked, but I liked getting finger-fucked. I liked it a lot.
After a minute or so, he managed to hit my prostate with his middle finger. I groaned in pleasure and ooze leaked out of my cocklips. "Looks like you're about ready," Tom said.
"Yeah," I said as I felt the front of his thighs pushing my legs apart. Spreading me open for still easier access. More work room for my new friend. Then his hard cock was pressing between my asscheeks. He was trying to work his cockhead into my hole for real. But, even as hard as he was, he couldn't get the angle right. It just wouldn't go in.
So I reached behind and took hold of his cock. It felt like it was on fire. I lowered my ass as much as I could and he raised up one of his legs so he was kneeling on one knee. Sort of crouching on the other. I got him lined up. And he was in. Bam! About half way! But after taking Justin's cock these past couple of years, Tom was easy to take.
"You OK?" Tom asked. He seemed truly concerned. I liked that. It was the kind of thing Justin always asked when we first started fucking. But he didn't ask me anymore. I guess he just knew that I was. Or I wasn't. And he knew what to do to make it right. With Tom it was all different. New. Sexy in ways I couldn't quite get my head around. But my cock wasn't having any trouble with the change. I sure as fuck was hard and aching. So it was all good.
I turned my head so I could see Tom behind me. See him with his cock up my ass. I wish we had a mirror so I could see his cock splitting my butt. How cool would that have been.
He saw me looking and he looked right back. I nodded yes. I don't know exactly why. He leaned in and kissed me. His tongue in my mouth. His cock sliding deeper into my ass. Oh yeah! Fucking sweet!
He broke the kiss and said he needed to try this a little different. To get my hole lined up with his cock better. He wanted to get into a squat behind me. It was less comfortable for him, but he wanted to try it. See how it worked for us.
I said sure and he pulled out. It was like so fast my ass lips slapped shut. I could feel them like clap together. Smack!
I missed having him in me the second he was free of my hole.
But immediately he was jostling around behind me. I felt his cock probe at my hole again. My sphincter twitched in anticipation. Then I think Tom lost his balance or something and he lurched forward. His full weight was on my back and hips. He'd moved so fast and hard that my head and shoulders were pressed against the mattress. My ass still sticking up. His hard cock buried in it. Buried deep inside me. Fucking wow! He had slammed my prostate big time. Fuck!
"Shit. I'm sorry," he said, but there was no need for apologies. It was a little rough, but I could take a lot more. I told him so and he started to tentatively fuck me. Like he might hurt me. It wasn't what I expected from him. I expected him to be more aggressive. Like he'd been with me the night I danced on the bar. Or like he was with Justin and me on the dance floor the night before. Or with me on the sofa. Or . . .
"Hey, guy, go ahead and fuck me as hard as you want. I can take it," I told him. To make my point, I pushed back hard into him and clamped my ass muscles tight around his cock. "Show me what you got."
That was all it took. Tom started fucking me like a rock star. Hard, deep, fast. And he was doing other things I wasn't so used to. In his new position he had to hold on to me to steady himself on the springy mattress. With his hands all over me, he did shit like reach around and pinch my nips. Rub my abs. Play with my hard cock. It wasn't that Justin didn't ever do those things. He did. But with Tom it was new and different and I guess that made it seem sexier. At least to me. It was probably more what was happening in my head than in my ass . . . not that Tom wasn't fucking me good. Trust me, Tom fucks good.
I could feel Tom's cock so clearly inside me. I could feel his hard cockhead fucking battering away. It felt harder than Justin's usually was, even if it wasn't as big. Big or not, it was doing its job. I stayed with my shoulders down and ass up, cuz we were lined up perfect as his cockhead was more rubbing than hitting my prostate on most every thrust. I was in heaven.
I could feel the flared ridge of his cockhead, too. I guess that was more noticeable on Tom's cock than Justin's. Justin's was more streamlined. Tom had that awesome flare. A ridged edge I could feel as it pushed and pulled deep in and out of my ass tunnel. I loved the feel of it stimulating my hole. Like something extra. Something really sexy.
As I said, it was all new and I was fucking loving it!
I was so glad we hadn't had to wear condoms. I felt like I could enjoy this so much more without. I think maybe that's part of why fucking Tom wasn't better for me than it was, although he seemed to like it enough.
Tom stopped fucking me. But he left his cock buried deep inside me. Hot. Hard. And throbbing in me. Throbbing for me. I massaged it a time or two with my ass muscles. Tom moaned. And moaned again. I turned my head back and we kissed with so much fucking passion I thought he was gonna swallow my damn tongue. I finally broke the kiss cuz I had to breathe.
Then it was Justin's turn to join our fun. I couldn't see it, but from Tom's movements, the mumbled words, the grunts and moans and sighs of pleasure, I knew my Justin was sliding his cock into Tom's ass. Or trying to. I could feel how tense Tom was. He needed to relax.
As Justin continued to work at Tom's hole, Tom had a tight grip around my mid-section. I sort of sensed Justin was in him. At least a little. Probably just his cockhead. Sticking in Tom's ass. Again I so fucking wanted to see the three of us . . . cock in ass . . . cock in ass. We could have been the fucking stars of XTube.
Tom continued to adjust to the size of Justin's cock. A cock I knew so well. I could feel what I was feeling. My new friend's cock in my ass for the first time ever. And I could almost feel what Tom was feeling. My boyfriend's cock in his ass for the first time ever. My hole ached with pleasure. And need.
"Oh, fuck, man, you are so big and so long," Tom said as he started to relax for the first time since Justin had speared his hole.
"I'm not all the way in yet," Justin said and sort of chuckled.
"You're not?" Tom said in disbelief.
It was another minute or two before Tom had relaxed enough for Justin to finally bury the full length of his cock in him.
Justin waited patiently. Tom tried to relax. I just wanted to get this fuckfest started.
"Go slow, but you can start fucking me," Tom said.
I could feel Justin's every move as it reverberated through Tom. How he eased out and eased back in. I'd felt it often enough. It seemed somehow magnified now that I was feeling it through Tom. It felt so good and in no time Justin was thrusting at his steady pace. What I thought of as our pace. And Tom was matching him thrust for thrust. In and out of me. The three of us moving like clockwork.
The pleasure wasn't just from having my ass stuffed with a new cock. Or from the knowledge of how much pleasure I was giving Tom. It was more from the interaction. The knowledge of how we all fit together. Sensing the movement of a third person as I was getting fucked. It's kind of hard to explain how close I felt to both Tom and Justin. How they were both giving me pleasure.
It was different but it was good.
And then another surprise. Tom started playing with my hole. I would have thought getting fucked by Justin the first time would have been enough for him to deal with. But apparently not!
As Tom was fucking me, I was pretty sure he was working his fingers in me at the same time.
"You finger-fucking me while you're fucking me?" I asked.
"Yeah, you like it?"
It felt pretty good. I mean it stretched me at first and that hurt a little, but my ass was definitely thriving on the extra action. I could feel him in me in ways I had never felt a guy before. It was hot. Like having a log covered with snakes up your ass. Sounds weird to say, but I liked it.
"I'm finger-fucking your boy while I fuck him," Tom said to Justin. "It's really just my thumb. Well, both thumbs. I love the way they feel against my cock. My thumbs rubbing against my cock inside Billy's butt." As he talked, he kept on thrusting and pulling and moving like I'd never felt.
"I thought you were doing it for me," I said, trying to sound like I was complaining.
"To you, dude, not for you. Not today. Today I'm . . . Noooo!" Tom screamed. Everything stopped.
"What?" I hollered and pulled forward, pulling Tom's cock free from my ass. His cock had pulled out but he still had my hole hooked with his thumbs. It was fucking weird!
"I just thought," Justin said apologetically to Tom, "I'd try to see if I could get my thumbs in your ass. I didn't mean to hurt you. You OK?"
"You scared the shit out of me. For some reason I thought you were trying to rip me apart."
"Did I hurt you?"
"No," Tom said as he half turned to look back at Justin. He pulled his thumbs from my ass and plopped his own ass on the bed. "You just scared me. It hurt a little. No, it didn't. Not really. Not near what a lot of guys have done to me."
"I'm really sorry," Justin said and looked like he really meant it. I was sure he did.
"So are you gonna finish fucking me?" was Tom's answer. "Cuz even though it scared me, that was fucking awesome. You can fuck better than any guy I've ever been with. You just spooked me with your thumbs. I mean, I guess I was into fucking Billy. I don't usually top. So being the guy in your fuck sandwich was unusual. And so I was just surprised."
I don't know who or how it got decided, but almost immediately Justin was on his back. And Tom was sliding up and down his cock. So it was gonna be hard, if not impossible, for Tom to go on fucking me.
But that was OK because I wanted to try stuff I'd seen on XTube and shit like that. So I took Justin by the shoulders and helped move him so his head was sort of hanging off the end of the bed. All the time he was skootching around, Tom stayed planted right on his cock.
Finally I had Justin where I wanted him. I could stand beside the bed, lean forward and down just a little and then force my cock down into Justin's mouth. It wasn't perfect, cuz I hit his teeth a little sometimes. But with his head back like that, he could deep throat me and I could watch Tom ride his cock.
Justin had deep-throated me before and I always loved it. But we didn't do it often. It wasn't easy for him, but it felt so good. And watching Tom ride his cock made it better. I was in like a trance getting sucked and all when Tom leaned forward. Wrapped one of his hands around the back of my neck and pulled my head toward his.
At first my forehead was pressed against his mop of hair. Then he started to look up. I knew to do the same. Our lips met. Our mouths opened and we were fucking kissing like crazy. Just like in a fucking porno movie. Both being serviced by the same guy as we fucking made out.
It wasn't a sloppy kiss, but it was deep and wet and passionate. I could feel the heat rising. And it seemed like some part of Justin was coming right through Tom and back to me. I wondered if we all felt that same kind of interconnection.
As turned-on and sexed-up as I was by this whole thing, I think some part of me missed not having Justin fucking me. But it was OK. I was enjoying this, too.
Then somehow I just knew what I wanted to do next. I broke my kiss with Tom, licking my wet tongue across his nose as I pulled away. I slowly pulled my cock from Justin's mouth. As I did, he wrapped one hand around it so it had to slide not only through his warm, soft lips, but also through his gentle fingers.
I took a deep breath as I stood there looking down at my new special friend riding my boyfriend's cock. Both so good looking. Both so incredibly sexy. Both so much a part of my life.
I bent down and kissed Justin briefly. My lips where my cock had been seconds before. Then I moved on to what I knew I needed to do.
I walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed up between Justin's legs. His knees were bent and his thighs partially cushioned Tom's rising and falling ass.
I admired the flawless, tanned skin on Tom's shoulders and back. Then I got my face right down close to the action. I could smell both of them. The raw sex of them. Feel their heat on my face. I tried to push my face in so I could lick Justin's nuts, but there wasn't room. I had to settle for fondling them a little,
Then my fingers moved to his shaft. I needed to feel it. Touch my boyfriends raging, hard cock as it penetrated in and out of Tom's sphincter. The hole my cock had been fucking just minutes before.
Putting my fingers right where Justin's cock entered Tom made what was happening even more real. To touch where Justin's raging cock stretched Tom's hole to accommodate its enormous size. Both Tom and Justin let out little moans as they felt my fingers at play on their most sensitive spots.
"Fuck, this is better than I ever imagined it could be. You're a lucky fucker, Billy." Tom said to me. I knew he was right. I was a lucky fucker.
"Do you think you could take one of my fingers with Justin's cock," I asked as my fingers continued to play around Tom's hole and feel my boyfriend's cock. Warm and slimy with his pre-jizz and Tom's ass juices.
"If you'll go easy, I'm up for a go," Tom said. And then to Justin, "Stop for a minute while he tries."
I moved my body around so my hand was at a better angle. I kind of probed, first with my index finger. But I found my thumb was at a better angle. I thought I could work it in, pushing it along the underside of Justin's cock.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Sure. Just go easy," Tom said.
I was really surprised by how tight Tom's ass felt as I first pressed the blunt end of my thumb against it. I really didn't think there was any room left. I thought probably Justin's cock was so big I couldn't get it in. So I just rubbed my thumb around the edges, prodding, probing as best I could. Hopefully I was sending a pleasant surge through both of them.
"Push a little harder. I'm gonna try to relax more."
I paused a second and tried again. Damn, with hardly any effort I was in to my knuckle. I was worried my nail was scraping the underside of Justin's cock, but he said it was OK.
"Can you go deeper?" Tom asked.
I obliged and found it really wasn't all that tight. Don't get me wrong. It was fucking snug, but he could take it. He seemed to be expandable when he needed to be.
"OK," Tom said, "start fucking me nice and slow."
To Be Continued . . .
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the second book in the "I Thought I Knew" series. It is not necessary to read the books in order, although Book 1 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/
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