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From the previous chapter:
He entered me again. Not much resistance now.
"Your cunt is so stretched out, dude."
Rather than signaling disapproval, he sounded pleased with what he had accomplished. Rather than insult, it sounded like some fucked up compliment. My hole was sloppy and he is the one who made me gape. He fucked me hard. I mean he fucked me really hard. He would pull all the way out and then drive his fat cock home. I lost track of time. I could feel his sweat dripping on my neck. I was brought back to reality when I heard him clear his throat. I instinctively knew what was coming before I felt the actual globs of spit splatter across the side of my face. Then again. Then one more time.
"Open your mouth, cunt."
I turned my head and opened my mouth. He hurled a huge wad of spit onto my tongue. I let it slide down my throat. It was the first time someone had done that to me. I liked it.
With both hands, he held my head tightly. Jets of cum flooded my mouth. I lost count. I swallowed and swallowed and it just kept coming.
When it was over, I cleaned his cock thoroughly with my mouth. I slid back and looked at him. He was wiped out. He was a very good-looking guy. He could have had anyone he wanted. I was waiting for the sneer. Maybe disgust that he had just pummeled someone his grandfather's age. Instead he just smiled and shook his head. He was just a kid. Had he done this before? I was dying to know what was going through his mind.
"Where in the hell did you learn to fuck like that?"
He shrugged.
"I dunno. Porn?"
"Is that white truck out there yours?"
"Yup"
"I want to fuck you in it."
"Anytime, stud. Anytime."
He hasn't fucked me in my Chevy truck, yet. You know I'd let him if asked; but he calls the shots. I just do as I'm told.
After he left my house that night, I didn't think I'd ever see him again. He was sure to view things differently with a little post-nut clarity. After all, I do live in the real world. He was twenty-one, fit, good looking, cocky and let's not forget that big dick. I was old enough to be his dad. Grandpa, if you stretched it a bit; people do marry young around here. All I had going for me was a talented mouth, an even more talented ass and a willingness to submit. I don't kid myself. There are good looking guys his age who would throw their legs in the air for him; but would they let him do whatever he wanted? Probably.
For now, I was actually content to just relive the encounter in my mind. The next day when I couldn't stop thinking about it, I started to write out the whole encounter. I've been beating off while reading stories at Nifty for years. Thought I might as well type it up and see if they'd actually publish it. I decided to savor the memory and just be grateful for our one encounter.
A few days later, I saw his profile pop up on Grindr. I hesitated; but not for long. I hit him up.
"The other night was fuckin' awesome. My hole's still wrecked."
"Good. haha"
"Is it going to happen again?"
"You're such a fag!"
Just when I thought the convo was over, he double clicked on 'my hole's still wrecked' to display the little Flame that indicated he Liked it. That was the extent of the chat. Over the next few days, whenever I saw we were both online, I'd tap him. Or send a compliment.
"Your dick is bigger than it looked in your pics!"
"It's not that big. You're just a fag."
"C'mon! It's fucking huge!"
That earned me another Flame on 'fucking huge'. His dick was pretty damn big.
"Find me another bottom. Another daddy like you. I'm gonna fuck you both."
I couldn't resist. I tapped on 'I'm gonna fuck you both' so he knew how much I Liked it. Guess I am a fag.
It's not like I have an endless string of fuck buddies; but I knew just the one to please the kid. Phil was about fifteen years younger than me; but still an old guy by the kid's standards. He was much better looking than me, too. Broad, muscular chest and arms. Most importantly, he had a big round ass. Now, Phil liked to wear panties. Usually not my thing; but let me tell ya, the sight of this big, beefy, masculine guy in those silky undies was fucking hot. In my neck of the woods, the ratio of tops to bottoms is very lopsided. Even though Phil and I were both mainly bottoms, we had gotten together a few times to play with toys and try fucking each other. His toys were bigger than mine. I loved rimming and stretching his hole. I hadn't been able to fist him yet; but I was getting close.
After running it by Phil, I fired off a pic of his big, round, smooth ass. It was met with an immediate Flame from the kid.
"Fuck yeah. Another fat ass! But lose the panties. You'll both wear jocks."
So with the guest list set, it was just a matter of trying to find a time we were all available. In the meantime, I would still chat whenever my college boy was online. I was careful not to push too hard. I was afraid I'd just end up annoying him. But then, surprisingly, if we were both on the app; sometimes he would initiate a chat. Mostly in the form of an insult.
"I could have fisted your fat ass that night, U know."
"Is that what you want to do?"
"Dunno. Maybe."
"I'm still not too sure about my ass; but I know Phil is up for it."
He couldn't tap to Like that message fast enough. He wanted two daddies to do his bidding; that one of them was willing to take his fist was icing on the cake. I had told Phil how aggressive he could be. I'd not only told my buddy about the encounter; but by this point I had let him read the two chapters that were already up on Nifty. Since the young tormentor had never given me a name, Phil and I had given him the handle BDB; for Big Dick Boy. Phil had seen the pictures the kid had sent me that first night. (I wish I could share them with you guys.) I had assured him that they were not your regular Grindr Optimal Camera Angle Dick Pics (Objects may be smaller than they appear). The real thing was not going to disappoint.
This was going to be fun. The only problem was trying to get us all in my house at the right time. Phil worked long hours. BDB had college and worked part-time. I was getting hornier the longer I waited. I was confident the threesome would happen at some point; but in the meantime, I started to think I might have a chance to lure him over to my place for another one-on-one. I knew there was a possibility I might scare him off for good. It would be a shitty thing to do to Phil, now that he was looking forward to it, as well. So I treaded carefully for a few days. Then one day I didn't hold back. I saw him online and went 'full fag'.
"All I can think about is your cock inside me."
I could see he'd read the message. He made me wait a long time before the little Flame lit up my pathetic, submissive statement. Then a little later.
"It's all you should think about, fag."
For the record, I was thinking about other things and going about my life. I wasn't as obsessed as I might sound. I was working on projects. I was seeing friends and family. I was having the occasional hookup. I was enjoying our little game. I thought of it as flirtation. But then the self-doubt crept in. I started to think I would might never see him naked again. While the thought made me sad, it wouldn't be the first time a hookup fell through. I still had memories of that brutal fuck. Memories that were probably more vivid in my mind because of the exercise of writing them all out.
A few weeks had passed since the hookup that started all this. I was visiting a friend in another city when I opened Grindr to check out the local options. I had a message waiting.
"I have a proposition for you."
Up till now, we'd just chatted when we were both online. Now he's initiating a chat and he didn't even start with a put down. My first thought was he was going to wanna hook-up and I was hundreds of miles away. Just my luck. Later that day when I saw him online, I asked what he had in mind. Turns out the proposition he had was not particularly appealing to me.
"What do you think about me using your house to fuck other guys?"
"What do you mean? Like without me?"
"Yeah"
"You want me to go sit outside while you fuck guys in my house?"
"Maybe"
"Why would I do that? What do I get out of it?"
"You'd get our youthful sweat and cum all over your sheets and then you could sleep in it."
I do like man smells; but this just sounded like extra laundry to do.
"I'll think about it; but my first reaction is 'fuck no'. How about you find somebody who'd be down to play with both of us?"
"Don't think so."
"How about this? The only other way I see this happening is if you find somebody kinky enough to let me watch the two of you. May I could be the cameraman and film ya. But it's my house and I'm warning you now, I'd be jerking off."
"No, dude. Not gonna happen. Will you just think about it?"
"Sure. I'll think about it. But don't get your hopes up, stud."
I didn't really need to think about it that much. While the kid may have had a hold on me, I knew if I let him get his way this time; I'd end up washing his car and giving him an allowance. So even at the risk of nixing the threesome, I told him no. I told him he always had the option of bringing someone over to play; but only if I was included. I think I mentioned our chat exchange to Phil. I would feel bad if I had fucked everything up.
I got busy with life. I didn't see him online much.
Then one day I was informed that it was all going down. Phil had a rare day off work mid-week. He and BDB had messaged and were setting up a time for us to meet. Phil was coming over so we could have everything ready when the guest of honor arrived. I had told him I'd have porn playing on the big screen. BDB had sent me a short favorite clip of a threesome where a dominant guy was working over two sluts. I had found the longer version online. He wanted us both in white jockstraps. He wanted us ready and making out when he arrived. He had let me know that he planned to spend more time fucking Phil. His reasoning being that I had already had the honor of getting fucked by him. Faulty logic; but I was happy for Phil to get his share. I'd also been told that he wanted me behind him, eating his ass while he fucked my buddy. I'm sure we could work that out.
So this is finally happening. It's showtime!
Phil and I are making out on a big ottoman in front of the couch. The porn is playing. I have a finger in my buddy's ass. God, does he have an amazing ass. We are actually so absorbed, that BDB is running his hand over over my butt before I realize he has let himself in the house. It's early July and he's wearing shorts and a t-shirt, athletic socks and sneaks. I can tell he showered; but he is already starting to sweat. What starts as palming my ass becomes a hard resounding slap. I can feel my ass cheeks wobble. He runs his fingers roughly through my hairy crack; then he pushes me aside. Now all his attention is on Phil's round, plump ass. After some rubbing and inspection, he bends down and dives in face first. I hear Phil let out a yelp. I remember how aggressive the kid could be with that talented tongue. Seeing him bent over like that, I jumped at the opportunity. I pulled BDB's silky shorts down his thighs to see he'd also worn a white jock. It looked fucking awesome on him. I buried my face in his ass and was thrilled to feel him push back. Then he reached behind him, grabbed the back of my head and mashed my tongue into his hole. It's like he wanted to make sure that I knew who was in control. As if I'd ever forget.
This boy's ass crack is a work of art; covered with soft, silky black hair. I needed to use both hands to hold the cheeks of that bubble butt apart. I stick my nose in his hole first. I am in hog heaven. Ever the grateful sub, I could also hear Phil moaning with the kid's skilled tongue in his cunt. As I work my tongue into the kid's furry hole, it starts to open up a bit. His profile said he was a versatile top; but that versatile part doesn't apply to Phil or myself. I would love to be a fly on the wall when he's in a bottoming mood. I wonder what it would be like to slip my cock into that tight pink hole.
My thoughts are interrupted by BDB using his foot to push me away from him. He raises up and starts to run that big cock up and down Phil's smooth crack. He pulls his shirt over his head and kicks his shorts to the side. It's fucking hot that he still has his jock on. His boner is pushing the pouch to the side. I move around so I don't miss the initial penetration. There is something about seeing a fat cock head push against a guys pucker before it begins to open up. Phil is growling in anticipation as he feels the pressure on his hole. I slip over and free my cock from the side of my jock and put it next to Phil's lips. As he opens his mouth to moan, I grab the opportunity to slip my dick inside. I like to look down and watch my hardon pump into a willing mouth; but for now, my eyes are on Phil's asshole as it starts to blossom open and accept its invader. BDB momentarily has his eyes closed and his head thrown back, savoring the tight grip as he slowly pushes his dick inside. Keeping one hand on Phil's head to keep him on my cock, I reach out with the other hand and run it over our dom top's chest.
He opens his eyes when he feels my touch. I start to tease his nipple. I give it a little tug as he looks down to see the last inch of his cock slice into Phil's waiting hole. He pushes in tight and holds it there. All I can think about is that moment when he first fucked me; and I realized that all of that huge pole was inside of me. I know how incredibly full Phil is feeling right now. As the youngster starts to slowly pump his hips, he brushes my hand away from his chest. Then he snaps his fingers and points over to the right of him. Just like a dog's master indicating where he wants me to be. Cocky bastard.
Of course, it works. I move around to his side where he has me bend over the couch. While he's fucking Phil, he gives my ass a couple of hard slaps and then starts working his fingers into my ass. It would be nice if he would start out easy; but he's frigging me rough right out of the gate. When he snaps his fingers again, I look back to see him pointing at the end table where I'd laid out some toys, lube and towels. He's pointing at a curved, ribbed dildo. It's actually one he used so mercilessly on me during his first visit. Risking his disapproval, I give it a squirt of lube before I hand it to him. He just smirks at me and shakes his head. Then without delay, he shoves the whole thing up my ass. He's fucking hard and fast into Phil's ass now. He matches his rhythm as he works my ass with the toy. He pushes my head down into the couch and I hear a loud smack as he slaps my buddy's ass.
With my head forced into the cushions, I don't realize he's pulled out of Phil's ass. One minute he's fucking me with the dildo, then I feel excruciating pain as rams the full length (and width) of his dick in me. While the toy had opened me up some, it was half the diameter of his prick. When I screamed, he let me pull away. Then he laughed as he squirted lube on my hole.
"Thought you wanted this dick. You said it's all you've been thinking about. Did you forget how big it was?"
As he said his first words since he arrived, he slid the full length of his cock back into me. A little slower this time. After the stretch from the first plunge and the extra lube, it didn't take me long to adjust. He fucked me for a few minutes, then grabbed my head and pulled me around to clean off his cock. When BDB and I had our first encounter, he always wore a condom while he was in my ass. This was the first time I'd tasted his dick straight from my ass; and Phil's ass before mine. I looked over to see my buddy stroking, excited by our little ass to mouth display. Seeing that Phil's dick was hard. BDB now pushed me down on the ottoman. He grabbed Phil by the hips and brought him behind me to sink his cock in my now open hole. Before Phil could start thrusting, I was jammed forward by the momentum as our Junior Dom shoved his cock back into Phil's ass.
The threeway fuck chain didn't last too long. The kid pulled out and pulled Phil off my back. As he had Phil lick his cock clean, he snapped his fingers again and motioned for me to get up. I moved over to his side and he grabbed my head and forcefully kissed me. Fuck yeah! It didn't last though. Soon he was pushing my head down so the two old subs could worship his cock in unison. When Phil let out a loud moan, I looked over to see the kid was aggressively working several fingers into his hole. When he saw my dick was hard, he kept his dick in Phil's mouth while he waved me over to mount my friend's ass. I'll be the first to admit, I'm not a great top these days. After a few thrusts, BDB just shook his head and pushed me aside, so he could re-stake his claim on that big, smooth ass.
He lays Phil on his back on the ottoman. He plunges in deep, then lays his chest on Phils' as they start to make out. He hadn't been as willing to kiss on his first visit. It's a shame because I think kissing always ramps up the intensity. His hips are pumping hard. I move behind him, mesmerized by the site of his round muscle ass frames by the straps of his jock. He pushes in all the way and holds still, his ass muscles tensed. At first I thought he might be coming; but he was just savoring the feeling of being balls deep in that open, sloppy ass. I take the opportunity to get down and tongue his crack again. I get a grunt from him as I make love to his hairy hole.
The porn clip that was playing ends. When there are three of you all naked and sweaty, time flies by pretty fast. That clip was 40 minutes. I hop up and start another one I had selected earlier. It was a homemade vid of a college kid fucking a hairy, dad bod DILF from a hookup app. BDB gave me a smile when it started to play. Hey, I know what the kid likes. He'd pulled out of Phil's ass and was kicking back on the couch with his feet up on the ottoman. He was still wearing his socks and sneakers. Phil and I each picked a side and each started to worship our young top. Phil started out nursing his nipple before making his way down to suck his cock clean again. I lifted the kids arm so I could bury my face in his pits. His dark bushy armpit hair was drenched in sweat now. He tasted delicious. I got another satisfied grunt as I used my tongue to lick him clean. All too soon he moved my head back to his chest. As I licked up the sweat there, he brought his hand down and gave my ass hard slap. Then he started to finger my hole. Then a loud groan from Phil made me look over to see that college boy was fingering his ass, as well.
"Those are two fuckin' sloppy holes!"
I kind of wish he'd talk more. Granted, when he does, it's either insulting or condescending; but I wouldn't mind some abusive dirty talk. Instead he just tends to shove us into the position he wants us in. We end up side by side on the ottoman with our asses sticking out. For the next several minutes he entertains himself by switching from hole to hole. While he's balls deep in one of us, he's using his fingers to stretch the other guy's ass. Phil is getting more 'finger time'; but I'm not complaining because that means I get the D little more. He's really getting into the way Phil's hole spreads open to accept him. He snaps his fingers at me and points to the lube. Then he gets right behind Phil. Using two fingers on each hand, he stretches his hole open as I drizzle lube from above. Phil is really moaning now. Every once in awhile he lets out a little yelp when BDB is going too fast or too rough. In his defense, BDB responds each time by pulling back some and letting me add more lube.
The look on the kid's face is priceless when he sees his knuckles surrounded by that blossoming rosebud. He's being careful now; pulling back and then going a centimeter deeper each time. As his knuckles disappear, he pushes a little harder. Phil is groaning 'big time' now. I pop the top off of the lube bottle and pour a glob on the back of our alpha's hand, then smear it to make sure his fist is coated to the wrist. Another squirt right on Phil's ass and I rub it all the way around his hole. Then with the next push, and a quiet slurping sound, the kid's hand goes out of sight. Despite all the toys my buddy uses, this is the first time he's had an entire fist in his guts. Judging by BDB's expression, I'm pretty sure it's a first for him, too.
If I was making any of this up, we'd have a spirited fisting session now. In reality, our alpha boy looks like he's out of his comfort zone. Does it feel too much like he's touching something from a biology lab dissection? Maybe the reality isn't living up to the expectation? It's one thing to feel those rectum wall caress your cock; it something else entirely when your fingers can feel each fold and wrinkle of an intestinal wall. He slowly rocks his fist back and forth for a few minutes, then cautiously pulls out. If he was creeped out by finally getting his fist in someone, the second his fist withdraws and he sees that huge gaping hole, he is immediately back in the zone. He stares at my buddy's still open cunt, then looks up at me wide-eyed. It was a look of awe and pride. It was a look that says, "Look what I did!". Then before the hole closes, he slips his fat cock inside. It is beautiful to watch Phil's ass lips close around that enormous dick. Fucking with long, steady strokes, the kid closes his eyes again; lost in the feel of the sloppy hole on his cock and the slurping sounds that fill the room.
I'm watching this fuck up close now as the pace increases. He pulls all the way out, fisting his cock. My open mouth is on it in a flash. I'm not sure if he's ready to come. I love to hear a guy announce his orgasm, whether in grunts or words. This is where some narrative trash talk would be handy. I get my answer in a half-slap/half punch to the side of my head. I let him pull his cock free and he slams it into Phil without mercy. He is launching into an all out assault. Sweat is dripping off his face. I grab a nearby towel that probably has lube on it; but use it anyway to wipe the sweat away from his eyes. I'm rewarded with an arm around my neck that pulls me in for the most intense kiss yet. What is it about locking lips with someone while they're having sex with someone else that turns me on so much. It's a similar high for me when I'm getting fucked and look up at my top and see him lost in an intense kiss with someone else. It's a little added bonus whenever there are more than two people involved.
I'm amazed how long he's able to keep pumping at this speed. He's slamming in hard. I wouldn't be surprised if Phil doesn't have some bruises on his ass tomorrow. To my delight, the kissing not only continues; but gets rougher and more animalistic the harder he ruts. He's biting at my lips and then suddenly pushes me away as he announces his 'arrival' with one, long stretched-out word.
"Fuuuuuuucccckkkk!"
When he pushed me, I ended up on my knees. A soon as I realized that he was going to shoot his load inside Phil, I quickly put my head down behind him, so I could see between his legs. Here's another pervy thing about me. Okay, I love to have a top breed me. I also love to have a top pull out and spray a geyser of cum all over me: face or body or anywhere he wants. But if I can't have either of those options, if the top is going to be breeding someone else; I love to see the muscle contractions that propel that cum out of their body. I love to see their nuts pull up in their scrotum with each pulse. I love to watch their taint and see their vas deferens expand as peristaltic waves squeeze their cargo forward. All that happens quick; but luckily, this time I was in place to see his balls pull up in his sac as he fired off those last couple of missiles. I saw the ducts in his taint bulge out. Lost in the moment, I reached out and cupped his balls in my hand for those last pulses. He was too distracted to care.
Then I just sat back and waited until he was ready for me to lick his cock clean.
Looks like you're still reading; but the story pretty much ends there for now. It was a great way to spend a summer afternoon.
There are problems when you share intimate moments of your personal life with internet strangers. First of all, this little menage a trois happened several months ago. I should have written it down sooner. I'm sure I've forgotten some details. Also, it's not always easy to know what's going on behind you when multiple partners are involved. They may have done something fun with each other while my head was being forced into a cushion. Bastards!
The kid dropped his tough guy persona after his balls were empty; much like he had after our first meeting. He was sweaty and tired. He'd been fucking, pretty much non-stop for over an hour. As we were pulling on our clothes, he told us that he had met someone. He said he would probably disappear from the hookup apps while they tried to make a go of it. He was a nice kid when he wasn't 'in character'. I wished him well; and I meant it. If he ever resurfaces, you will be the first to know. Okay, second; you will be the second to know.
While this encounter was thrilling and had the added element of a sexy third, it couldn't top the raw excitement of our initial meeting. There is something primal about the danger and uncertainty of a truly anonymous encounter. Also, with any hookup you never know what you're going to get. Sometimes you luck out and you have that 'connection'. They say the right things. They look the right way. They smell the way you want them to smell. They do the things to you that you have always dreamed someone would. When you do things back to them, you do them just the way they had imagined. Everything is in sync. You are both captivated by one another; or at least you are captivated who they are pretending to be. So many variables. So much room for error.
Remind me to tell you the story about the other time everything fell into place. It's a doozy.
Questions and comments are always welcome. Let me know if you chubbed up! Rob83401@yahoo.com