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The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy Chapter 18, Part VII From Billy's viewpoint
It was so fucking hot watching Justin thrust his hips time and again. He looked so powerful. So fucking fluid. Like a whip. Or a snake. Or a fucking machine. Working his cock . . . so fucking big and so fucking hard . . . in and out of Tom's little ass.
Tom's butt really isn't very big. It may even be small, I guess. But it's so fucking cute. Perfectly shaped. Tight. Smooth. Firm. And his hole is hairless. I loved watching his red ass lips as they got worked over by Justin's fat cock fucking them. And all the time my thumbs trying to work some magic on his hole, too.
I was getting super-horned as I watched Tom get fucked. I pulled my thumbs . . . both of them at once . . . pulled them out of Tom's hole. Thumb-fucking him wasn't enough. I wanted a bigger role. I kept thinking about a video I'd seen on XTube. This guy is getting fucked big time and then his other friend comes out of nowhere and shoves his cock in the guy. The guy getting fucked just screams when the second cock goes in him. But in the end he's moaning and groaning and screaming for these two big, hung guys to fuck him even harder.
Thinking about that video only made things crazier in my head. It was getting kinda weird. I was watching my boyfriend and Tom. But I was thinking about all this shit as though it was just some porn video I was watching. Like it wasn't really happening. Well, not happening like right in front of me. Wasn't guys I know. Guys I love.
But for real it was my boyfriend fucking my friend Tom. And I knew that what I was seeing was what it looks like when Justin's fucking me. When his cock is driving in and out of my hole. Justin and me. Fucking. Only it was Tom he was fucking. And that was cool, cuz I just had my cock in that same hole.
Then I remembered that Justin's got no rubber on. No protection. He was fucking bareback. He was getting to feel it all. His hard cock buried in Tom's hot tight asshole. Suddenly I just needed to . . . I don't know, like I wanted to climb inside Tom's asshole. Something like that. I just wanted to be that close. That much a part of this. Fuck I was like . . . like Tom called me. I was like a "fuck monster."
Before I knew what I was doing, I'd put one hand on Tom's back and pushed him till his chest was almost touching Justin's. Tom didn't know what was going through my head. He didn't know all the images and ideas. He didn't know all the stuff I'd seen and stuff I'd always wanted to do. But there was shit he did know that was fucking around in my head. Like him sucking me off on that bar and dancing at the club and . . .
So when I pushed Tom down on Justin, I guess Tom just did what he thought I wanted. He and Justin started making out, while Tom continued to ride Justin's cock. Now I could hear the slap, slap, slap from their fucking and the muffled, slobbery groans and moans from their kissing.
With all that going on, I wasn't gonna be denied. I bent down and did my best to work my fucking tongue into Tom's hole. I wanted in so fucking bad.
"Oh, fuck," I hear Tom say, or as close to that as he could get with my boyfriend's tongue still mostly in his mouth. Then he must have broken free cuz he said clear as could be and with a lot of enthusiasm, "Go for it, sucker! Eat my fucking boy pussy! Lick it! Stick your fucking tongue in me and taste your boyfriend's leaking jizz! Fuckin' do it!!!"
With that, Justin wrapped his arms around Tom and pulled him closer. But as Justin clung to Tom, Justin's cock pulled further out of Tom's hole. At first that sort of blocked getting my tongue where I wanted it. But I moved around until I'd worked it out.
I'd tasted Justin's pre-jizz and I'd eaten his ass out before. But this taste plus the awesome smell of these guys fucking was wilder than fuck. The combination of Justin's sweet pre-jizz and Tom's ass was crazy fucking sexy wild.
After a minute or so of working Tom's ass with my tongue, I got to my feet. "Don't stop, guys! I'm gonna cum!" I all but hollered. I don't know what made me say it. I just did. It kinda worked for me. But I wasn't really close to cumming.
I straddled the fuckers below me on the bed. Justin on his back. Tom riding his cock. The two of them fucking like monkeys. And me right behind Tom. His hole still as exposed as when I'd had my tongue in it a second before.
I bent my knees and balanced myself by putting one hand on Tom's shoulder. I held my cock in my other hand. My cock was so crazy with fucking need. Swollen. Aching. Dripping. Throbbing in my hand. I put my cockhead just above Justin's pistoning cock. I felt the underside of his cock sliding back and forth against the underside of mine. My stomach tightened. I was totally out of control.
I started to push against Tom's . . .
"What the fuck?!!!" he screamed. Like the guy in the vid I'd been remembering. Cool. He's gonna love this, I thought.
"It's OK," I said.
"I'm gonna go slow," I said.
"No problem," I said.
As I tried to reassure Tom, he reached back with one hand in an effort to block my cock from his hole. I didn't try to fight him. But I was sure I was gonna fuck him.
Suddenly I realized everything had stopped. Justin's cock halfway buried in Tom's hole. Tom's hand firmly wrapped around the upper end of my cock. My hand holding the base of my cock. My body pressure keeping the tip of my cockhead firm against Tom's already stuffed hole.
It was completely quiet and still for longer than ever and then . . .
"Do you think I can take it?" Tom asked, still not moving his hand from my cock. "You think I'm loose enough?"
I didn't answer right away. My mind was struggling to understand what he was asking. Struggling with how to answer. Was it possible?
"I think so. If I go easy," I finally said.
"Justin?" Tom said, wanting to know what he thought.
"You said it hurt too bad last time," Justin said cautiously.
Again a long silence. My cock was leaking so bad. Leaking on Tom's hole. And Justin's cock.
Then I felt Tom's thumb rubbing my ooze around my cockhead and rubbing my cockhead against his hole. I looked down and saw him doing that. When I saw that, my cock swelled and flexed. Almost like an orgasm. And more pre-jizz flowed out.
I didn't know if Justin could tell who was controlling what. He couldn't see it, but he had to feel it. Tom was working my cockhead at his hole more and more.
"Maybe I didn't . . . I don't know. Like maybe I wasn't relaxed enough. They were assholes anyway. Maybe we . . ."
"It's your call," Justin said. "But I'm ready and willing. You just say how and when."
I couldn't fucking believe it. Tom told Justin to hold his cock where it was as best he could and told me to let him guide my cock. Like that, he worked at it for a minute or two, but we couldn't seem to get it right. Either he was too tight. Or the angle was wrong. Or I don't know. My cockhead, hard as it was, just seemed to mush up against his hole.
"OK," Tom finally said. "Justin, I'm gonna raise up till your cock is almost free of my hole. But I need you to try to stay in me. When it's just your head in me, I'm gonna try to push Billy's cockhead in. You just try to stay where you are."
I could see what he was doing. I could feel what he was doing. I could also feel my cock begin to swell with the realization that soon I was gonna be . . . like yeah. I was was gonna be double fucking him.
Then I could see and feel Justin pulling out of Tom. Before I could do shit, bam fucking wham I was in. And fucking going deeper and deeper. That fucking little Tom had quick pushed my cock in with all his force and almost instantly had a hand on my ass pushing me in further.
My mind was a fucking chaos of sensations and ideas and needs and like fireworks and shit. My cock was ready to fucking explodes and it was like sirens and fucking people screaming at me. And then I realized it was Tom screaming.
"Holy fuck! Oh shit! Shit! Goddamn ahhhhh! Motherfucker!"
Only every word he screamed was drawn out long in a pained and wailing voice that pierced my eardrums like for real.
But he never moved his hand from my butt. He held me tight. My cock buried in him. And I realized his ass muscles were like flexing with the excitement and it started to sink in for real that Justin and I were cock to cock inside Tom. Double fuck!
I could feel Justin's cockhead pressed against my shaft. It was a tight fit. And I could feel Tom's hole spasming . . . probably from pain . . around my cock. I tried to stay still and realized that Tom had stopped his screams and was just breathing hard. Like he'd just run a fucking race or something. I was sweating like crazy. I don't know. I was a little scared. Maybe we'd really hurt him. I didn't see any blood or any shit like that. What the fuck!
None of us moved.
And then in a raspy voice, like he was winded and hoarse, Tom started telling us what to do. "Justin, push in slowly. Billy, ease out as he eases in. Don't let your cock slip out. Slow. Go slow." His words were distinct and deliberate.
We followed his directions carefully. And I can . . . Fuck I remember so clear . . . The feel of Justin's cock. The underside of Justin's cock. So amazing as it rubbed . . . no fucking slid. Or edged. Moved. It was fucking moving against mine.
Better than a blowjob. Better than a handjob. This was fucking awesome.
"Stop. Right there!" Tom's voice was forceful, but . . .
"You OK?" Justin asked.
"Yeah. It hurt like hell, but it's not so bad now. It's like the biggest cock ever and yeah it hurts. But . . ."
We waited. Motionless. I was still sweating on to Tom's back.
Then Tom leaned forward a bit and started kissing Justin. When I realized they were sucking each other's fucking tongues with both our cocks in Tom's ass, it really got to me. Like I just loved it.
I lay my face against Tom's back. I wanted to be closer to them. I'd never been so close to two guys. I was just trying to take it all in. To notice. Feel. Remember everything about it.
Soon Tom started to straighten up, breaking his kiss with Justin. I straightened up too hoping that . . .Yeah! . . . Tom turned his head back and I leaned forward and we were kissing too. Fuck his mouth tasted good just then.
When he was done, Tom turned his head away and said, "Now slowly, guys. Billy in. Justin . . ."
He didn't finish. We'd already started our slow piston-like movement. Inside him.
We stopped and waited again.
"You can keep going. Just go slow," Tom said.
We started pumping in and out in opposite directions like we'd been practicing this all our lives. It felt like a slow leisurely super-fuck. I don't really know how to explain it. But it was hot! Literally I was hot. From my head to my cock. And my brain was fucking hot too!
I could tell Tom was relaxing more and more. It was easier for us to move back and forth in his ass and neither of us was going all that deep. I thought we'd probably tear him apart if we did.
But that fucker! He starts moaning. Louder and louder. Then this whole stream of "Oh fuck me. Yeah. So good. Fuck my ass. Make me. Fuck me!" And he's throwing his head back and forth. I've got my arms around his chest and am starting to pinch his nips.
I can tell Justin is jerking Tom's cock and the kid is going fucking wild between us.
"Goddamn, fuck me hard. Deeper! Fuck me! Deeper!"
And we did. The deeper we went, the better it felt. I was enjoying the fuck out of it, but even as I pounded Tom's ass, feeling Justin's cock pistoning against mine, my mind was trying to imagine what it would be like to have two cocks like ours up my ass. It made my asshole squeeze tight. But I was kind of jealous. I sort of wished it was me getting fucked this way.
It was all too good to last. I could hear Justin moaning in a way that almost always meant he was gonna cum soon. It kinda surprised me cuz Justin usually can hang in there. But I knew it had always been his dream that the two of us would double fuck. It was Jess he always said he wanted to do it with. That he always talked about being the guy we'd be with.
But I guess it wasn't so much that he wanted us to double-fuck Jess. He just wanted the two of us together that way. Our cocks stuffed together in some guy's ass. Not just some guy's ass. But someone like Jess. Someone special for us. And there hadn't been any willing candidates. Not until now.
So maybe I shouldn't have been surprised to hear him moaning, To realize his body was tensing. His breathing ragged. I can imagine how tight his nuts must have been, cuz for him this was gonna be the dream cum of his life.
All I knew for sure was that his cock was hotter than fuck. Getting thicker and harder as it pounded away at poor Tom's ass. Driving deeper. All the time working my cock over too as we pistoned against each other. Creating so much friction. So much heat!
Fuck! Now I was getting close!
Then I felt that final drive home for Justin. Felt his cock spasm against mine. Heard that guttural moan from deep within him. And he stopped fucking Tom, his cock buried deep within his ass. His pubes forced against Tom's hole.
But for me the urge was still building. My nuts were tight as hell. My muscles tensed. My stomach a knot of need. My fucking brain completely short-circuited. My cock pounding in and out so hard I had no fucking idea what I was doing.
Then everything changed. Tom's hole was suddenly flooded with cum. Justin's warm creamy cum coating my cock. Tom's hole. Justin's cock. Making it seem more like a wet soapy rag I was fucking than the tight ass I'd been pumping. Like someone had just poured a bottle of warm lube over my cock.
It felt so fucking great. I was like sliding in and out now. Feeling my boyfriend's cum in Tom's ass. I was still fucking away . . . for about four second. Then I started to cum too.
I mean guys say all that stuff about seeing stars and shit. I know I've said it, too. But at that moment I knew what it was to see stars. To feel my cock explode and explode again. And again. To cum my soul, my fucking mind. I was so caught up. So blown away. So fucking awesome!
I kept pumping. The sensations so extreme I had to scream. In pain. In pure pleasure. In absolute relief and lust and . . . Fuck! Justin was pumping away again. The two of us. Not as hard as we'd been, but still fucking away. In our cum. In Tom's ass.
I hadn't really thought about Tom or his needs. Not since I first heard Justin moan. But when I heard Tom moan . . . So much like my J . . . So fucking happy. Lusty. Fucky. Needy.
I knew he had cum. I reached around under him and felt his cum on his stomach as I tried to grab his cock. It was covered in his slime. He had really blown a load. And I guess we'd all just finally cum our last, because we just collapsed in a heap. Exhausted. Our cum running out from between us.
I rose up so I could see my cock as I eased it from Tom's ravaged hole. I could see our cum leaking out from around our cocks. But when my cockhead pulled free, the flow increased and almost seemed to wash Justin's cock from Tom's hole.
I could see his hole, still stretched. Gaping open. Red and raw and flexing. Cum trickling from his gaping hole.
I rolled over to the side of Tom and Justin. Wrapped my arm over Justin's shoulder and the three of us started to kiss. Three-way kiss. As best we could.
Until Tom started to laugh. And then what I loved best. All of us fucking laughing, enjoying the hell out of the greatest wild-ass fuck we'd probably ever know. Sex was supposed to be fun and this sure as hell had been.
Justin had been right all along. We'd fucking found ourselves in Tom. Found our way forward. We were whole again and I was so fucking happy and so was my J.
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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