Chapter 27 -- Part II
From Billy’s viewpoint
Less than 90 minutes later we were all sitting on the floor in Justin’s room polishing off the last of a large pizza.
“So what were you guys gonna do tonight if we turned out to be too nerdy to spend time with?” Greg asked.
Without hesitation Justin started telling them about my idea of taking turns fucking each other without cumming. Back and forth. My cock in his ass. His up mine. All night long.
He was describing what it would be like in incredible detail. As he did, we were all rubbing our crotches, which didn’t need much to get them bulging. My own cock was throbbing, bent at a bad angle in my jeans. As I rubbed my palm against it, I tried to work it so that my cock had room to stretch out, which it definitively wanted to do. In my mind I could picture it sliding in and out of Justin’s asshole. Seeing his ass lips wrapped around it so fucking tight. His pucker stretched around my meat.
“Do we have some unfinished business here?” Alex asked, looking knowingly from one crotch to the next. “I know I sure as shit do.”
He opened his fly and whipped out his cock. It was uncut, which I hadn’t been able to see in the darkness of the theater. It was probably 6.5 to 7 inches long, with a wicked bend right below the cockhead. It gave it a lot of personality. I liked it. It was the first uncut cock I’d seen hard and I was fascinated.
“I think you’re right,” I said as I popped the buttons on my jeans freeing my cramped and aching cock. I wrapped my hand around my meat. I was semi hard and my cock responded as my fingers wrapped around it. It was so comfortable having my cock in my hand. Natural. I just stroked it and felt it surge. Stretching out. Forcing me to loosen my grip to let it grow. Longer. Thicker. My cockhead swelling and hardening as my hot blood surged.
“Nice” Greg said as he nodded toward my growing cock. “How big does that get?”
“At least 8,” I said and stroked it some more.
“I’m embarrassed,” he said. “I’ve got the shortest dick here.”
“I saw enough of it earlier in the movie to know you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of,” I said. “Let’s see it.”
“Just kidding,” he said as he whipped out his cock, which even only half hard was almost as long as Justin’s full-blown hard-on. And Greg’s was much thicker. It was a wicked looking tool. It made my ass twitch seeing that mammoth piece of meat. Fuck, I love cock!
“What a tool,” I said, licking my lips as my mouth literally watered at the thought of sucking it. And then I turned to Alex and asked, “How does that feel up your ass? I bet it feel great stretching you out. Hitting your happy spot. You’re one lucky dude to be hanging with a cock like that.”
“I don’t know. We’ve never done that,” Alex said.
“Oh, so you’re always the top,” Justin said to him.
“No. Alex and I have never tried any anal. We’ve just jerked off and sucked each other,” Greg said, looking a little embarrassed.
“That’s cool,” I said.
“From what you’ve said, I take it you guys have tried it,” Alex said and I could see a smile spread across his lips. I figured he was imagining Justin and me going at it hot and heavy..
“Yeah,” Justin and I said in near unison.
The room fell silent. After a long awkward moment, I realized I was just staring at Greg’s cock.
“Is it bigger than Justin’s?” I wondered and then realized I had just said those words out loud.
“Could be,” Justin said as he stood and dropped his jeans to his ankles. His cock was rock hard and jutting beautifully upward as it always did when aroused. “Get it good and hard,” Justin said to Greg, “and we’ll measure.”
“Fuck, no wonder you noticed he was sporting wood when we left the restaurant. I can’t believe I missed that fucker if it was as hard then as it is now.” I said to Justin, while gawking at Greg’s cock. Then to Greg I added, “Let me help you stroke that monster till it’s really hard. It is so cool. I can touch it, can’t I?”
“I was hoping we’d get around to that,” Greg said. “It’s kinda why I called you guys.” Justin and I looked at each other with sort of a what-do-you-think-that-means look, but neither of us said anything.
I quickly discovered I couldn’t close my hand around Greg’s fat cock. It was amazingly big. It didn’t feel like Justin’s cock at all. It wasn’t as hot to the touch. Or as firm. I didn’t think it was completely hard yet. It still had room to grow. His cockhead was pretty much the same size as the shaft where they met. Don’t get me wrong. Not that I saw anything wrong with that. I was certainly enjoying stroking Greg. Getting him hard as I could.
Alex asked if we had a measuring tape, but Justin said they could just put them up against each other. When they stood face to face, their cocks gently pressed against each other, Justin reached down and felt them both. With the touch of Justin’s hand, or maybe it was the touch of his hard cock, Greg’s cock swelled a little more. Got a little stiffer. Looked like it was harder than when I had stroked it a minute earlier.
I was envious. I wanted my cock pressed up against Greg’s hard cock. And against Justin’s. I could see them both twitching now. Pre-cum oozing from their cockheads. Fuck, I wanted my cock in the action all the fucking time! That’s what I wanted!
“I think they’re really close. Greg’s is fatter, but they’re about the same length,” Justin said as he carefully handled each of their cocks. He pulled his own hands away. “Greg, see what you think,” he said
Greg reached down and felt them both. Hard cocks. Face to face. “You’re leaking big time,” Greg said to Justin. But after a lot of groping of both his own cock and Justin’s, Greg finally agreed they were both almost exactly the same length.
Of course, Alex wanted to feel them, too, and I wasn’t going to be the only one left out.
Now we were all standing facing each other. Cocks hard. I could tell everyone wanted the same thing I did after all the playing around we’d done tonight. I needed to get off and said so.
“Are you gonna fuck each other?” Greg asked. “Cuz we’d sure like to see that.”
“No way,” Justin said quickly. And then more invitingly added, “But how would you feel about a circle jerk?”
There was no argument. We worked it out fast. Grab the cock to your right. I wrapped my hand around Alex’s cock. I was glad to get it because I wanted to explore what his foreskin felt like. How it worked. What I was missing. And that sudden turn at the end. How would that work? It seemed to block my fingers from completing my natural stroke. I found I was just stroking the shaft. I needed to make a special effort to stroke his cockhead and that was the part that had me fascinated.
Meanwhile, Greg was working on my cock and that felt pretty good. His hand wasn’t as smooth and gentle as Justin’s. Or even as Jess. He seemed in a hurry and I suggested he slow down and we’d all enjoy it longer. “It’s not a race.”
I turned my full attention back to Alex. His foreskin was partially covering his swollen cockhead and I took hold of it between my thumb and index finger and worked the fleshy sleeve up and down over his hard helmet. He liked that. It was obvious from the way he dropped his head back and opened his mouth as though to moan. But no sound came out.
I needed lube to really work Alex’ cock the way I wanted. But Alex wasn’t producing any. So I took my hand off his cock and reached down to get some of my own.
“We usually share mine,” Greg said to me knowingly. He must have been watching me work on his boyfriend’s cock. Picking up tips? Or just getting off watching? I didn’t really care which. I knew I had an audience and I knew I liked that.
Almost as soon as I wrapped my cum-slick hand around Alex’s cockhead, he took a deep breath and with no other warning he came. Not a huge amount, but enough to run down over my fingers. I took my hand away and wiped his cum from the back of my fingers on his shaft, adding it to my own pre-cum. And then I started to stroke him some more.
“Oh, stop! Too much! Just hold it,” he pleaded.
And as eased up on Alex’s cock, without any warning Greg shot a nice load. Some landing on my bare foot. Some on my leg. Most splattering on the floor, where cum from Alex’s sensitive cock was still dripping.
I let go of Alex’s cock and Justin let go of Greg’s. I could smell their cum. So different than the smell of our own. More like Jess’. More like bleach. I licked my fingers to see what Alex’ cum tasted like. It wasn’t as sweet as ours, either. But good enough to take a second helping.
I offered Alex a taste of his own cum. He started to decline, but then took a slurp from my fingers. I saw a look of surprise on Greg’s face. New territory?
Justin and I stood there, our raging hard-ons oozing pre-jizz and twitching as Greg and Alex breathed deeply.
“Sorry to cum so fast, but Justin gives a great handjob,” Greg said to me.
“You do, too,” Alex chimed in, making sure I knew I’d done well. I had no doubt I’d done it well. Justin had taught me.
“You’re gonna finish me off, aren’t you?” I asked Greg. Not that his technique was that good, but I was ready to blow and needed relief.
“I’ve got an idea,” Justin interrupted. “You guys wanted to see us . . . uh, fuck. But that’s just not something we do in front of anyone else. You understand. That’s just between the two of us. But I think we could show you an idea or two on how to broaden your sex lives just short of that, if it’s OK with Billy.”
“I’m not sure what you’ve got in mind, but if you’re cool with it, it’s OK by me,” I said.
Justin quickly whispered in my ear what he had in mind and then told Greg and Alex to sit on the end of his bed. Justin stood before them. His cock not three feet from their faces.
I walked around behind Justin and wrapped my arms around him. Cupping his balls in one hand. Wrapping the other around his cock. My favorite toy.
I started stroking his cock. Slowly. Sensually. Luxuriously. From cockhead to base and back again. He arched his back, thrusting his cock even closer to our new friends’ faces. They sat and watched slack-jawed. It looked like they could start drooling any minute now.
But it was Justin’s cock that was drooling. Lots of pre-cum. A magnificent display.
I withdrew my hands from Justin’s crotch and put them on his shoulders, pushing him so he was bending over, pushing his ass back into my waiting crotch. Next I put a hand on each of his ass cheeks and pulled them apart. Over Justin’s back, Greg and Alex could see me rubbing the underside of my throbbing, aching cock against Justin’s asshole. As I thrust upward, my cockhead was clearly visible thrusting up between the globes of Justin’s beautiful bubble butt. My helmet so inflamed by the excitement of the evening. Covered with a slick of my pre-cum. My cock lips swollen from all the action.
I rocked forward, rising up onto my toes as my cock slid up and down Justin’s ass cheeks. My pre-jizz made the feeling slick, but my hands held Justin’s cheeks together to make it tight. It was like fucking him without fucking him. And I was loving the warm caress my cock was getting with each thrust. I knew the underside of my cockhead was stroking against Justin’s sphincter. I could feel his little spasms there. I knew I was turning him on. Fuck, I was sure turning me on.
Meanwhile, Justin had taken over stroking his own cock, growling and moaning as I stroked his sphincter with my hard cock. We were both loving it. And from our vantage points, we could see Greg and Alex completely caught up in the demonstration. Their cocks hard again. Their hands working themselves toward another cum.
I knew I wouldn’t last long. I’d been teasing my cock and balls for too long. I wanted relief. I could feel that old feeling in my nuts. The quick gasp for air. The weakening feeling in my knees. I was about to cum and it was gonna be huge.
“Watch me guys. I’m gonna cum.”
I saw their eyes get bigger. They both rose slightly from their seats on the bed so they could get a better view of my cock each time it poked out from between Justin’s ass cheeks. They didn’t have to wait long.
“Fuck. I’m cumming,” I said as I felt my load surge through my eight fucking hard inches of cock and spew all over Justin’s back. I kept on cumming and kept on pumping. With every thrust upward a new load of cum flowed from my cock lips. Splashing on the small of Justin’s back. Running down my cock and into the damp inferno of Justin’s ass.
I wanted so bad to take my hard cock and shove it deep into Justin’s hot hole, but instead I stared into the eyes of our enthralled audience and loved putting on a show for them. I glanced down at their cocks a time or two and saw they were loving my show, too.
As I nearly finished cumming, Justin suddenly stood up, my cock locked between his ass cheeks, which he had clamped around it. Cum was squishing between my abs and the small of Justin’s back. I could feel it drooling down between our bodies.
“For new friends,” Justin said to Greg and Alex in a low sexy voice. He was stroking his cock faster know as I felt his body tense. He started to cum. Cum. Cum.
It sprayed from his cock like it was a hose. His cock in hand, his first load sprayed a stunned Greg and Alex right in the face with more cum than I had seen since our date. In their hair. Across their noses and cheeks. Cream gray globs and stringy strands of sweet smelling cum. Justin’s cum. One long strand stretching down from Greg’s ear toward his shoulder. How cool was that!
After the initial load, Justin started hosing them down with his hot creamy juice. From head to crotch. Blast after blast. More than a dozen loads by my half-assed counting.
And as he did, they kept jacking themselves until soon they were cumming too. A second cumming, but a good one.
Even as he was still cumming his last few smaller loads, Justin started to laugh. It was infectious and we all started to laugh.
Justin reach out and took hold of both Greg’s and Alex’s wilting cocks. Stroking them with a mixture of his cum and their cum. I mean there was fucking cum everywhere.
Then Greg stepped forward and hugged Justin, rubbing his cum covered torso against him. Letting their cocks play against each other.
So I grabbed Alex and we did the same. I loved the feel of this guy’s hard body, slick with cum, sliding against my own. I loved having my cock trapped between us. I wanted to kiss him, because that’s what Justin and I would have done. But I didn’t. I just reach down between us and cupped his balls and then pulled him in real tight and hugged him some more.
Soon Justin and I were lapping the well mixed cum cocktail from their bodies. Groping. Massaging. Playing in a most intimate entanglement of arms and hands and cocks and balls and mouths and lots and lots of cum.
It had happened again. I was loving it again.
We hadn’t fucked for them, but where was our limit? For real? Did we even have a limit? Did we even need a limit? I had to wonder? What would we do next?
Then I stopped worrying about it and just reveled in the warmth and closeness of these bodies. These cocks. It was fun and sexy. And I was happy.
An hour later, Justin and I were in his bed. Alone. Taking turns fucking each other and not cumming. He fucked me. I fucked him. Over and over. Until my balls finally churned and I spilled my cum deep in his bowls, while kissing him passionately.
Could we have it both ways? Putting on a show for others. Loving only each other. I pondered that question as I finally drifted off to sleep. My semi-hard cock still buried in Justin’s ass.
Continued next Wednesday . . .
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