by Rolan Graeme
Krishna clung to him for a long time afterward, not wanting to let Austin’s dick slip from his mouth. Nick hadn’t said cut, so Austin was momentarily at a loss about what to do. He decided to just lie there and let Krishna go on sucking him, while George leaned in close over the bed to capture the prolonged oral action. When Austin finally did gently push Krishna away, the blond showered Austin’s thighs and the thick patch of black pubic hair below his belly with his lasciviously wet, slippery kisses.
“Christ!” he moaned. “That was fantastic, man, just fantastic! You’ve got an incredible cock! I want you to ram it up my ass and fuck the shit out of me with that thing. I’ll rim you, too, eat your ass out, until you can get it hard again for me, if you want me to. I want to do everything with you, man. Everything!”
Austin assumed Krishna was feigning, or at least exaggerating, the extent of his enthusiasm, in which case, he was a rather convincing actor.
George now moved back, as Nick stepped into the frame.
“Everything, huh?” Nick asked, with a seductive, knowing smile. “How about a threesome?”
“Oh, man. Were you watching us the whole time?” Krishna improvised.
“The whole time,” Nick confirmed. “It got me really turned on,” he added, unnecessarily, since he was fully and awe-inspiringly erect as he joined the other two men on the bed.
He kissed first Krishna, then Austin, on the mouth.
“Fuck him,” he urged Austin. “Fuck your buddy, I want to watch you fuck his ass.”
Krishna couldn’t seem to get enough of Austin’s cock. He took it, first, while positioned on his hands and knees, with Austin kneeling behind him on the bed. Next, he wanted to get fucked lying on his back, with his legs up over Austin’s shoulders. They progressed from this to a spoon position, lying on their sides with Austin behind his partner, pumping away between his buttocks. Finally, Austin was the one who stretched out on his back on the bed, while Krishna sat on his cock and rode it with tireless abandon.
When he could feel himself getting ready to come, Austin slowly and carefully guided Krishna back into a supine position, without taking his cock out of the bearded blond’s ass until the last possible moment. Then, declaring breathlessly for George’s benefit, “I’m going to come,” Austin withdrew, stripped the condom off his prick, and gave himself a few quick strokes that soon made his semen fly out and splash all over Krishna’s torso. One spurt actually struck him on the face, and Krishna matter-of-factly raised one hand to swipe it toward his lips, lapping up Austin’s come.
His eyes were locked on Austin’s in intense, lustful concentration.
“Finger my ass,” he begged, as he began to jerk off. “I want to come, too. Finger my ass!”
Austin reached down and inserted two fingers into the twitching aperture. His manipulation of Krishna’s freshly-fucked anus soon had the other young stud writhing in orgasm. Krishna ejaculated helplessly, his jism escaping from the tip of his overexcited cock like a miniature geyser.
Nick, of course, had been beside them on the bed this whole time, observing the action with an encouraging smile, occasionally reaching out to caress the other two men’s bodies.
Now, still breathing hard from the exertion of screwing Krishna, Austin sat back and watched Nick lift Krishna’s legs into the air and force them widely apart. Then, bending down, Nick started to lick Krishna’s exposed ass hole.
Austin couldn’t help reacting to the lewd display of rimming by getting horny all over again! Moving behind Nick as he bent over to suck Krishna’s ass, Austin stuck his stiff prick up between the mature stud’s legs and, reaching around his hips, began to play with Nick’s swollen cockhead.
Krishna sighed as he felt Nick’s tongue enter his sore ass hole and proceed to thoroughly rim him. His large dick lay stiff and throbbing on his belly, and while Nick’s tongue licked in and out of his bunghole, he saw that Austin was now standing behind Nick, pushing his shaft between the bending porn star’s thighs. He was also playing with Nick’s cock, exciting him to fever pitch, so that the man’s tongue in Krishna’s ass licked him at an even faster pace.
Taking his face from between Krishna’s ass cheeks, Nick now moved forward, trying to push his cockhead into Krishna’s saliva-lubricated ass hole. First, though, he reached for a condom, from the strip of rubbers that was conveniently placed on the table beside the bed. Austin had grabbed a condom, too, so the action on the bed turned into a playful competition between Austin and Nick, to see which of them could get his dick gloved up and lubed first, and claim possession of Krishna’s waiting ass hole. But it was in fact Austin, still with his prick between Nick’s legs, who managed to push his slippery wet, thick, properly latexed dick into Krishna’s relaxed and vulnerable ass hole.
Krishna groaned as the throbbing knob stretched the rim of his anus wide open, for the second time that night. Then he groaned again when the whole length of his co-star’s cockshaft sank inside him.
Austin, now kneeling on the edge of the bed, his cock jammed up into Krishna’s butt, started to push forward, urging Krishna to move into the center of the mattress. Eventually, they made it. Austin then stretched out his well-muscled body, full length, and started to fuck Krishna with long, steady strokes, enjoying once again the tight sheath of his blond partner’s highly responsive ass clamped around his hot, horny prick.
Krishna, feeling Austin’s shaft begin to plunge in and out of his rectum again, reached forward and, grasping his own legs, pulled them backward and apart, giving his fucker complete freedom to ram his prick up into him as deeply as he could.
Austin put his arms underneath and around Krishna’s shoulders, pulling downward at each forceful upward lunge of his dick, using his lover’s body as completely as possible.
Nick, meanwhile, was amusing himself by lying on the bed by their side. He had gotten two of his fingers stuck up into Austin’s ass hole, and as his young lover fucked Krishna, Nick was giving Austin’s ass hole a good hard finger-fucking as it pumped up and down.
Austin was quickly reaching his climax, and he started to grunt as he shoved his cock up into Krishna’s butt faster and faster. Each time his ass rose in the air after each thrust, he felt Nick’s fingers pushing up into his own ass hole, relentlessly fucking it. In the strong lighting of the bedroom all three men’s skins shone with perspiration.
Krishna, feeling Austin’s shaft swell and throb inside him, pulled his legs further back, pushing his ass cheeks forward to meet the onslaught between them.
His own prick was jerking on his belly, but he fought to delay his own climax. He wasn’t sure what Nick, lying by their side, intended to do once Austin had shot his load, and he didn’t intend to deny the suddenly insatiable young stud of any pleasure his body could give him.
With a mighty heave forward, and a loud cry of pleasure, Austin let his whole weight come down between Krishna’s widespread legs. Gyrating his hips in an effort to cram the last half-inch of his prick up inside Krishna’s rectum, he spurted out his abundant sperm in a gushing wave of blissful release.
Nick, who had now gotten three of his fingers up inside Austin’s ass hole, continued to finger-fuck him while he came, until at last his swollen prick began to relax, soften, and run dry.
After a few seconds, during which he regained his breath, Austin started to pull his spent cock out of Krishna’s ass hole, making an obscenely loud wet, sucking noise as he did so.
Krishna sat up, his fair skin flushed a rosy red from sexual response.
He had managed not to ejaculate, despite the excitement he had felt when Austin started to climax inside him, pushing his belly against his own nearly exploding cock. He was glad he hadn’t shot yet, because he could see Nick’s legendary fuck tool in all its glory in the glaring light, sticking out from between his legs in all its potent pride, the large knob glistening with jism.
Quickly, Nick positioned him so that he was on all fours, and as soon as he had placed his massive prick against Krish
na’s come-filled ass hole, Krishna pushed himself backward, impaling himself on the shaft with reckless ease. Krishna was already at the boiling point from the double fucking he had just received from Austin. He felt as though he were now all anus! He just wanted to be fucked, and fucked, and fucked!
Crouched on all fours, his red lips open and glistening with spittle, his nostrils drawn back, snorting for breath, he pumped his ass back and forth on Nick’s rigid prickshaft with an abandon so great that Nick didn’t find it necessary, or even practical, to move at all. He simply crouched over Krishna and allowed the sex-crazed stud to screw himself like a dog, as fast as he could, on Nick’s quivering fuck-rod.
Nick found it intensely enjoyable to be used like this for the other man’s anal satisfaction, and he started to moan in excitement while Krishna’s hot ass shot back and forth like a piston, the hard-muscled buttocks slapping against his stomach each time he hurled his body backward to get fucked again.
It was incredible, but Krishna was virtually fucking Nick, and not the other way around! The sperm was being sucked out of Nick’s jerking dick, as though he had stuck it inside a vacuum cleaner’s nozzle. But no piece of machinery could have been more efficient at deflating a man’s erection than Krishna’s horny ass!
Nick could feel his jism already gathering to shoot out of his cock slit. He didn’t want to come so soon, but he couldn’t help it!
Krishna didn’t pause for so much as a second, but pumped his ass back and forth as well as wrenching it from side to side, fucking himself on Nick’s prick from every possible angle.
Nick, his bronzed torso rigid, his body wet with the sweat of sex, released his semen in gushing torrents of ecstasy that surpassed anything he had experienced in some time. As the first spurt died away and he arched his back slightly, ready to shoot another hot jet of the creamy liquid, he let his chest rest on Krishna’s back. Reaching for Krishna’s cock, he grasped the large, slippery knob and rubbed it.
But he didn’t have to coax Krishna into an orgasm. As he felt Nick’s second spurt of come discharge into his ass hole, Krishna blasted a fountain of his jism onto the bed under them, soaking a large area.
He wished he could go on firing his juices forever, as, at the same time, his ass hole contracted on Nick’s rigid, sperming fuck tool, holding it tightly in the grip of his spasmodically excited rectum.
Austin, who had watched the other two men fuck with intense interest, now leaned over and kissed each of them on the mouth in turn while Nick continued to unload into Krishna’s ass and Krishna’s cock continued to soil the bed with his showering sperm.
Then, panting from the force of their erotic exertions, of their orgasms, all three men lay for a long while where they were, trying to regain their breath, reluctant to pull their bodies apart.
“Cut,” Nick finally whispered, for George’s benefit.
Wearily, they settled down to recuperate for a few moments on the large mattress. Austin lay between Nick and Krishna. He turned toward his lover, and as they automatically pressed their bodies tightly together again, Nick kissed him with a fervor that almost got Austin going again.
He put his tongue into Nick’s open mouth and his prick, which was pushing against Nick’s prick, stiffened involuntarily. But post-coital fatigue was overcoming all three men, and finally they stopped kissing and Austin’s head fell on Nick’s shoulder as they relaxed, sinking deep into the heat and sweat of sexual fatigue and much-needed recuperation.
Denny, Steve, and Ramrod, who had been watching from the sidelines all along, actually began applauding. The sound of their clapping roused Nick from his torpor. He sat up and grinned at his friends.
“At my age, indeed!” he scoffed. “I guess I showed you guys!”
“The man’s still got it, I admit it,” Steve conceded.
Nick put his arm around Austin and gave him another kiss. “And the younger generation isn’t half bad, either!”
Chapter Nineteen
A Voice From The Past
Nick started to come, helpless to prevent it, as soon as he felt his fucker ejaculating deep inside his rectum. His own fuck juice gushed from his cock and spread out over the bottom sheet fitted onto the mattress in a slimy puddle under his belly and chest, one splash even hitting him as high as his throat and chin, as he moaned with excitement. With each swell and thrust of Austin’s cock inside his butt he answered with another volley of his own come, until he was lying on the jism-sodden sheets, drenched with his own sweat and sperm.
Austin started to laugh with nervous relief now that the fuck was over. He clung to his handsome lover and kissed him passionately, before pulling his prick out of him and sinking down on the bed in his arms. Nick looked exhausted, and Austin felt so, too. With his head resting on Nick’s sweaty chest, wrapped securely in the warm strength of his arms, Austin let all of limbs go limp, relaxing completely in the other man’s embrace.
They were at Nick’s house, in his bedroom, enjoying their first night together since the weekend at Steve’s place. Nick had needed a few days to edit the new videos and get them up and running on the website. This had taken up most of his spare time, and he’d apologized to Austin for the fact that they hadn’t been able to see each other for several evenings in a row.
By now, Austin recognized the pattern. When Nick had work that needed to be done, that was all he could think about, or devote his time and energy to, until the task was successfully accomplished. Then, however, Nick was ready for some recreation. If thisd recreation took the form of sex, then so much the better. And Austin had to admit that, when the two of them were intimate together, Nick concentrated on their lovemaking every bit as passionately as he dedicated himself to his work.
“I’ll make it up to you,” Nick had promised. And, just now, he certainly had done exactly that!
“That was intense,” Austin gasped.
“It sure was,” Nick agreed.
“I still haven’t got my breath back, and I can feel my heart pounding. Jesus, Nick—I even think I can hear this strange ringing, or more like a buzzing, in my ears!”
“Wait a minute. I can hear something, too. Fuck! It’s my cell phone.” Laughing, Nick lazily stretched out one arm and groped among the items on the nightstand, searching for the phone.
“I wonder who can be calling you this late at night,” Austin asked, not without a hint of jealousy.
“Only one way to find out,” Nick had retrieved the phone. “Yeah?” he said into it, as he turned back toward Austin. Holding the phone to his face in one hand, he put his free arm around Austin and pulled their bodies closer together. The phone was between their heads on the pillows, and Austin could hear both ends of the conversation.
“Nick, is that you?” a male voice asked, at the other end of the connection.
“Yeah,” Nick repeated. “Who’s calling?”
“Nick, it’s me. John Wayne Dombrowsky.”
“Who?”
“John Wayne Dombrowsky.”
“I don’t think I know anybody by that name,” Nick admitted.
“Sure you do.”
“You’re going to have to refresh my memory. Ah, have we met somewhere?”
Austin was sure he knew what Nick was thinking. Namely, that this guy on the phone was some old trick, probably a john, and, if so, not one of Nick’s more memorable paying customers.
“Oh, for God’s sake, Nick. It’s me. Jon D’Eau.”
“Jon? Is it really you?” Nick immediately sounded less sleepy, more animated.
“It’s me, all right.”
“I’m sorry, Jon. You threw me for a moment, there. I can’t remember the last time you used your real name.”
“You sounded sleepy when you first answered. Did I wake you up?”
“Not quite. I am in bed. I was just about to drift off when you called. Where are you calling from, Jon?”
“New York. Manhattan.”
“That’s a coincidence. I live just a couple of hours’ nort
h of there, now.”
“I know. I’ve seen your websites. Both of them. The legitimate one, and the porno one.”
Nick laughed. “Aw, come on, Jon. I don’t exactly think of the porn site as illegitimate.”
“Oh, you know what I mean. Listen, Nick, the reason I’m calling, and so late, is, ah.” The voice at the other end of the connection faltered.
“Come on, Jon, this is me, your old pal, you’re talking to,” Nick coaxed. “Tell me. Are you in some kind of trouble?”
“Nick, I’m afraid that if I stay here much longer, I’m going to start using again.”
“Well, we both know you don’t want to do that.”
“I’m just so fucked up, Nick. So tired and stressed out. You know what I mean. You know how the city always seems to suck you dry.”
“Then you have to get out of there, Jon. Right away. I’m glad you called. Listen. You’re not that far away from here. I want you to come up here and stay with me for a little while. So we can talk about this, and keep you on the straight and narrow.”
“God, how’d I like to see you, Nick, and talk to you face to face, the way we did back in the old days. But I don’t want to impose.”
“You wouldn’t be imposing. And I’m not going to take ‘no’ for an answer. You’re coming up here, for sure, and right away, or I’ll come down there, to you. I don’t want to hear any arguments, Jon.” Nick paused for breath. “Don’t hang up, Jon. Don’t you dare hang up. I want to go check something on my computer. Stay on the line. Promise me you’ll stay on the line?”
“I promise.”
“I’m going to take the phone with me into the other room. No, wait. You can talk to Austin, while I’m on the computer.”
“Austin? Who’s Austin?”
“He’s my boyfriend. He’s right here with me. Here.” Nick handed Austin the phone. “Keep him on the line, no matter what,” he whispered. “Say anything, talk about anything, but keep him talking to you.”