Back in my room I went into the closet. I saw Will sitting on his bed with his cell phone in hand. I slid open the slot so I could hear.
"Hey Markster, we got him. Yeah, I did him in the steamer room. He's really hung and cums like a fire hose. I told him that you would bring some brew."
Apparently Mark was gleefully telling what they'd do.
"Right, we'll get him drunk and fuck him."
And so on. The brain trusts were planning to get the jock. Maybe I can see what I can do to spoil their plan and still have some fun myself. My cock was eager and already getting hard. I grabbed a pair of gym shorts and slipped them on, then an old tee shirt and slippers. This was a quick-get-naked outfit.
I carefully closed the door to the two-way mirror and then went to Will's door and knocked. He let me in. The kid was cutely dressed in white briefs and nothing else. "My friend Mark, the one I told you, about will be along soon, with refreshment."
"Okay, what'll we do 'til he gets here?" I asked innocently. "Got any 420?"
"N-o-o, but we can brush up on our sex."
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"Well have you kissed many boys?"
"Up to now, none. Why, is there any difference from kissing girls?"
"Are you kidding. It's like night and day. Girls are all slippery with lipstick and their lips are too cool and soft. Then again, they are too tentative in their technique. Here let me show you."
He came across to where I was standing and put my arms around his slim waist. He skin was smooth and really warm. He tilted up his chin. Remember, I am a few inches taller. Since I didn't do anything, he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me into the kiss.
That kiss changed my world. He was right, it was completely different. I settled into the kiss like slipping on a wonderful pair of shoes. I was diving down into the deepest part of my feelings. My head was swimming, my eyes tightly shut and my knees weakening by the minute. The two of us were moaning around the kiss.
There was a knock on the door. He pulled away. He took a look at me standing there and laughed. "Hey Jeff, your lips are still puckered."
When the boy Mark came in dragging a large carton of Australian ale, he took one look at me and said, "You two have been kissing. I didn't tell you to start before me. Can I take a try at him?"
I didn't answer because I was still recovering from the experience with Will. Jeff was very different. His lips were firm and aggressive. In a moment his tongue went into play. It was the most intimate I had ever been with a guy. I was in orbit.
Will came over and slapped our butts. "Come on guys, let's get to some serious drinking." I saw that he winked at Mark. And so began one of the most amazing evenings of my life up to then.
He unscrewed the cap of the large bottle. Will took it and swigged a large gulp. Mark followed him. I could see his Adam apple bobbing from the large draft. They handed it to me and watched eagerly. Now as soon as I realized that they were not using glasses; that they were swigging from the bottle, I knew I could beat them in this game. I've had lots of experience over these computer-nicks, those many games of beer pong at my uncles cabin last year. I usually won while the others were drunk out of their sculls and almost helpless. I learned the trick of appearing to drink a lot from the bottle, but I took a lot in my mouth but returned most to the bottle. This wasn't sanitary, but neither is sex; and sex was in the air.
There was nice moody blues playing, the boys began to get chummy with me as their guards were slowly sliding down. I studied Mark. While he was a slim kid, like Will, he was way cuter. He had curly white-blond hair and intense blue eyes. His pretty, puffy lips were very expressive. I would say that he was the more girly of the two, but Will had that exotic sexual appetite of pit sniffing and was quick to ignite sexually, as I discovered at the spa.
The three of us were on the bed, sitting side by side. Will said a little slurringly, "We ought to get this show on the road before the night is over."
"You mean before you pass out," Mark said, but it was evident that he was the drunkest in the room. His eyes were reddening and he had that shit eating drunk express on his handsome face.
He was leaning heavily against his pal and reached out and rubbed Will's full crotch. Will responded by putting his hand on his friend's chest and rubbed his thumb over and over on the hardening nub. He must have known, from experience, that Mark was a tit man. In seconds he began huffing and puffing and even moaning a little. Will smiled in triumph. Suddenly they stopped with each other. With conspiratorial looks they reached for the bottle and each took a mighty quaff. I figured that they had by now finished half of the second large bottle and had imbibed the equivalent to six beers each, especially because these Australian brews were more potent. They handed the bottle to me. Now since I had held back, I could really take a good swallow. The stuff was good and I was warm and happy.
Almost immediately the amount the kids had drunk was beginning to have it's effect. They got a little silly, but it was fun for me to watch. Will got up and stripped off his underwear and began a sexy belly dance, his cock whipping around like a tit tassel. What a cute ass he had, I began to wonder how it would feel to enter that. How would it compare to the cunts I fucked?
Mark he was lolling sideways, looking half out of it mumbled that Will should come closer. "Bring that ass to me."
Will stood in front of his drunk pal and bent over so that his ass was in the boy's face. Mark stuck out his tongue licked Will's baby pucker. That produced loud sighs. I guess Will was ass sensitive as well as pit sensitive. What a hot boi!
I could see that Mark's pink cock was long and thin and pressed up against his smooth belly. I reached over and slid my hand over it. Mark moaned loudly as I began a slow steady soft wank. I could see his cock head dripping.
I don't know if it was the ale or these boys were just naturally over sexed, but the least stimulation seemed to get them hot as fire crackers. This display and the results were getting me really turned on. I pushed Mark's head away from Will's ass. I looked at his ass hole. It was wet with Mark's tonguing. I kept my wanking of Mark but also began passing my finger over Will's hole. He was keening over feeling. "Put your finger in." he groaned.
Mark said, "Yeah, that gets him hot as hell."
I pushed my finger in. His hole was scalding hot and I found his bump and massaged it. Now he was almost speaking in tongues. Mark was humping my hand. I had gotten these boys, who had planned to seduce me and get my ass, so worked up and drunk that they were putty in my hands.
I got up and stood in front of them. They looked at me with disappointment. "What wrong," they both said, almost tearfully.
"Don't worry babies, the night's young, there's more to come. Suppose you two get on your backs and grab your sweet legs and let me see your ass holes."
Like automatons they scrambling around until they were in the position I had ordered. What a sight! Those bottoms were pretty enough to frame, both lean and with dimpled sides. They were breathing hard, not knowing exactly what was coming. They didn't have to wait long. I put my thumb in Will's hole and shagged him. He was howling with delight. Next I put the head of my dripping prick against Mark's hole and pushed slightly. He pushed back and I slipped in to the sound of his happy cries. I slipped deeper and watched his pretty face. His mouth was gapped open and saliva was dribbling down his chin, his eyes were whirling. "You had enough for the moment," I said husily. I replaced my prick with my index finger and rubbed his protate. He was dripping precum. I then rammed my cock into my neighbor's hot boy cunt. He screamed with surprise and then it turned to loud sighs of joy as I sawed back and forth across his prostate. His whole body was moving to get the most of my cock he could.
Mark meanwhile had discovered my ass and was pinching and rubbing it, finally finding my ass hole and tickling it.
I left Will's hot hole and pushed Mark back down and ordered him to hold his legs. Next I gave him the fast entry. He squealed and yips and looked like he might pass out from the roughness. As I fucked him, I reached for Will's arm pit and began tickling it. His cock was leaping and spewing pre cum. He was off in an alien world as I did it. That kid was just an arm pit freak.
I felt that Mark was heading for his orgasm because his body was getting rigid and his face was set in a grotesque mold. He was making warning noises. Just before I felt he was about to go over the edge, I returned to Will who was already half there because of the attention I had paid to his air pit. I entered and wasted no time now paying attention to my own needs. I set up a steady fuck rhythm grunting as I felt myself falling into a cum. I stopped fighting it and I felt two large spurts enter Will. He squeaked loudly and began to shoot against his belly, some hitting his chin.
I squeezed my cock and switched over to Mark who was using all his strength not to cum. I slid in. At that moment he called out that he was cumming and his pulsating ring put me pass the ability to control myself. I shot two more big ones into his hot hole. He finished his cum. I had a little left and entered Will, giving him my final shoot.
The effects of the heavy fucking and the quantities of ale had finally put the boys out. They lay there, eyes closed, faces red and drunk, spooge on their chests.
I got dressed quickly and slipped back to my room. I couldn't resist looking through the window. There, on the glass, was written, with a red marker, "Jeff is going to be fucked."
I could see the boys just stirring and looking at each other with puzzlement. Finally I heard Will say, "What happened here?"
Mark mumbled, "Who was that masked man?"
End