This story contains descriptions of sex between men. If you don't like, don't read.
Three Studs and a Willing Hole (or "A fantasy written down")
Part 1
I did get very pissed that night. It was no surprise really. It was my cousin's birthday and we had all gone along to the snooker hall to shoot a few games of pool.
There was only ever three guys I was ever into; Dom, Dave and Tony. Tony was my cousin and it was his younger brother's birthday that we were all celebrating. Tony was staying at his brother's flat at the time, and he had bought his brother a weekend away in Dublin for him and his girlfriend. So, the flat was his for the weekend.
The flight was to leave around 9pm and about 6pm we all saw off the taxi and, standing in the drive way, almost everyone made their excuses and left those remaining to return to the living room. Dom and Dave were sitting on the couch, I was sitting in one of the armchairs and Tony sprawled himself out on the floor. My cock twitched as I looked at his well-defined body. He was lying on his back, arms behind his head, and his chest was clearly outlined by the tight white t-shirt he wore. I glanced down his body, to the crotch of his faded blue jeans and wondered what this man's cock looked like. I imagined it to be cut, thick, and very long. As if to register my wild imagination, I swear, I saw his dick thickening. All of a sudden, he sat up, looked at Dave, and said, "Shall we go get some beer?"
Dave still had his DMs on and stood up, "Yeah, let's get fucked man."
"You two staying here?" asked Tony, as he stood and adjusted his package.
"Yeah, we'll get the bong going." Said Dom, looking over at me with a cock-juddering twinkle in his eyes.
"Yeah." I mumbled, acutely aware of the growing mound below my waist, "We'll stay here. Make sure you get some decent beverages though!" Smiling, I stood up and headed of to the toilet.
It proved tricky, taking a piss, as my cock was rammed full of blood. Pointing my 6.5" dick towards the back of the pan, I let out a soft groan and my bladder agreed, letting lose the majority of the last two pints I had drunk.
Zipping up and returning to the living room, I found Dom standing over by the bookcase that held numerous videos. He glanced at me as I sat down and asked, "So what sort of stuff you into?"
Momentarily confused, I spluttered, "What do you mean?"
"I mean," he said "what sort of films you into?"
"Oh." I replied weakly "Don't mind really, as long as there's plenty of action."
Dom laughed and ran his fingers through his long, black hair.
I looked him up and down. He was tall and slim, standing about 5'8" but weighing no more than 10 stone. Despite his slenderness, his body was muscular and well defined. I could see his nipples pressing against the fabric of his black t-shirt. He was wearing his customary black combats, tight and revealing, and I felt my semi-hard cock twitch again as I studied his pert arse.
"Not much here really." he said. "At least, not much that I'm into. Where do you reckon he keeps his porn films?"
I had heard what he said, but I wasn't quite sure I had heard correctly. Still, I shrugged my shoulders and said "Probably in his room."
"Yeah, 'course." Dom headed off to the bedroom and I was left wondering what the hell was going on. 'Surely he's not going to put a damn porn movie on.' I thought. 'Not sure if I can handle that."
Despite my mental reservations, I set about rolling a spliff and waited for Dom to reappear.
He did, just as I was sparking up, and as he came back into the living room, proudly clutching a number of videotapes, he sniffed the air, looked me straight in the eye, and winked at me. My cock surged with blood as he lent over the chair and plucked the joint from between my fingers.
"Fine." I said, "It's yours! Did you find what you were looking for?" I shifted in my seat as my rapidly hardening cock rubbed against my jeans. I had "forgotten" to wear underwear that night, and that made my bulge even harder to hide.
"Reckon so." Said Dom as he walked over to the VCR and plopped one of the tapes inside. As he turned on the TV I had an eyeful of his arse again. My cock was now throbbing in my jeans. 'Fuck' I thought, 'this is getting to be a pain.'
Dom went to the kitchen and plucked the remaining two beers from the fridge. Returning to the room he sat down on the sofa, "Pass us the remote would you?"
I had to adjust myself as I walked over to the table in the corner of the room and picked up the remote. I could feel my rock hard dick pressing against my belly as I turned and stepped over to the sofa. He smiled, held out his hand and said, "Better view over here, the window doesn't reflect."
As I sat down on the sofa beside him, he pressed play on the remote and, as I opened my beer, I saw the familiar signs of a dodgy American porn film strike up on the TV.
"Do you like this sort of thing?" Asked Dom as the tape went through the normal copyright shit.
"Gets me turned on." I replied.
"Good, good." He grabbed the remote and fast-forwarded the intro trash. After a few seconds, he slowed the tape to play and put the remote down. "I reckon you'll enjoy this then."
I supped from my beer can and watched the credits. The first caption said 'Powersex Volume XII'.
"Powersex eh?" quipped Dom, smiling and, I swear, rubbing his crotch, "this sounds damn fine!"
The next caption showed a man and, god damn, he had the biggest cock I'd ever seen. He was leaning against a wall, rubbing his had up and down his hard, cut cock.
I glanced at Dom, only to see him staring at me with a wicked smile on his face.
I removed my gaze, back to the screen, just in time to see another load of picture fades showing about half a dozen guys, all naked and hard as rocks, flash over the screen. 'The horniest men, in the sexiest all action scenes.' I almost blushed.
"Whahey!" Cried Dom, "All action guys! Looks like there's more to your cousin than meets the eye!" He looked over at me, took a long drag on the spliff before passing it back, brushing his fingers against mine as it moved from his hand to mine.
By now, as I'm sure you can imagine, my cock was rock hard. It tingled as my hormones insisted that blood be pumped and pumped and pumped along the already throbbing length.
I took the spliff and returned my gaze to the TV, as did Dom.
The screen had gone blank and then a scene faded in. There were two men in the frame, one, blonde and bulky, was laying on a bed and unbuttoning his shirt. The other, young, slim and dark haired, was removing his shit and looking, hungrily at the blonde.
I flicked my eyes over to Dom, only to see him rubbing his right hand over the obvious bulge in his combats.
He caught me looking and, while holding my gaze, he rubbed his hand more provocatively over his crotch. "This sort of thing turns you on then."
I gulped for air and resumed watching the screen. The blonde had now removed his shirt and the young lad had climbed on to the bed. My cock surged as he bent his head and flicked his wet tongue over his partner's nipples. My hand, seemingly of its own accord, slipped down to my crotch and began to stroke the outline of my cock.
His tongue slid round and round the blond hunk's nipples, met by groans of appreciation, before licking down the six-pack and into the soft fuzz of hair above the blonde's blue jeans.
"Here we go." said Dom and he laughed as I looked from the telly to him, to his crotch and then back to the telly. "You ever watched this sort of thing before?"
"Ermm," I stuttered. "What, you mean blokes having sex with each other"
"Yeah!" Dom exclaimed, "Two hot and horny guys giving it to one another, long and hard, hard and slow!" His hand was now sliding up and down the outline of his cock. Through the dark fabric, I could see his cock twitching, it was easily 8.5 or 9" long.
I snapped out of my reverie and lifted my gaze to his face. He was smirking and directed my eyes to the telly. The dark haired stud had opened his friend's fly and extracted the hugest cock I'd ever seen. The blonde shuddered as his cock was lapped by the an expert tongue, flicking round and round the swollen purple head.
"I'll bet you have." Dom continued, "I'll bet you wank furiously over this sort of shit!"
I was shocked. I must have blushed because Dom started to laugh.
"What do you mean?" I stammered incredulously. I couldn't believe what was happening. Here was one of the men that I frequently fantasised about asking me if I'd ever watched gay porn! To make matters worse, he was rubbing his hand up and down his dick as it strained against its fabric prision.
"Come on," he said, "we've all seen the way you look at us."
I took a long gulp from my beer and turned my attention back to the TV. The two were naked now and the dark haired one was deeply engrossed in a blow-job that was making his blonde companion writhe around on the bed.
My cock was throbbing. My head was spinning. Dom was playing with himself. What the hell was going on?
"Are you any good at that?" Dom asked.
"What? Blow-jobs."
"Yeah, sucking cock. Betcha good at it too eh?"
I didn't know what to say or do. I could deny everything, get up and leave and forever regret that action, or I could jump in, head first, and see where it took me. I decided upon the latter and said "Yeah, I'm pretty good at sucking cock."
He laughed. "Well hows about you sliding your mouth over this then?" I watched in something approaching abject horror as he slid the zip of his combats down and reached his hand inside, pulling out his cock.
It was as huge as I suspected. Rock hard, uncut, slender, straight with a bulbous head. I couldn't take my eyes off of it and he knew it. He slid his hand up the length and pulled back the foreskin, revealing a gorgeous summit that throbbed and glistened with a spot of pre-cum.
He ran his hand back down and then up, slowly wanking himself, smiling and staring at me the whole time.
"What about it then?" he asked, waggling his delicious looking dick from side to side. I found myself longing to see his balls.
Without a word I stood up and, after adjusting my own package, I looked at him. Smiling, he spread his legs and let go of his cock. I stepped between his legs and knelt down on the floor. I looked up at him and he grinned.
"Yeah, suck me baby!"
What a turn on. I didn't even think about what the others would say if they returned right now, I just knelt down and immersed myself in the smell of his dick. The blood was running up and down the veins, causing it to throb slightly. Glancing up at his eager eyes, I lowered my head and ran my tongue from the exposed base of his cock up to the tip and back down again. Dom groaned and his cock bounced.
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