by Caldon Mull
“Dang! Noisy, ain’t he?” Shane smirked. “I’ll turn on the radio, ‘case they send the fire brigade, or somethin’…”
“Well, I kinda like it, gives me a notion of how I’m doin’.” Paul purred while working the small of my back.
“I guess they called ‘screamers’ when they skirts.” Shane leaned over after clicking on a music station. “Dunno what they called when they dudes, though… Always made me hot hearing Andy come.”
“Oh? You …uh… done it?” Paul sounded surprised.
“Nah, not with each other, like… y’know… each other. Last year my girl wanted me an’ him at the same time, and he took some persuadin’. It was Boss, Flash. I ain’t never come so hard in a long time. Girl couldn’t walk straight fer days. Yer prolly guessed by now he’s packin’, only Cappy has more mare-killer.”
“That gets me goin’.” Paul sighed deeply, his breath shuddering in his throat. “I didn’t think your skin would be so smooth, or that Andy would be so… hard… everywhere. I mean, you are too, but he’s all cord and rawhide.”
“Yeah, he’s even tougher than he looks.” Shane grinned.
“I’m about done this side, turn over, Big Guy.” Paul tugged at my side, bringing me back into focus.
“Mmmmm, sure Flash.” I sighed and flipped. He squatted over my hips, the underside of my cock ran the length of his ass-crack. He wiggled, I moaned again.
“Hot damn, there’s more’n there was this morning.” Paul gasped, working my abs, running his fingers along my intercostals.
‘Yeah. Now work his tits some and you’ll get all of it.” Shane groaned briefly and tugged at his dick slowly. “You ever suck on a titty?”
“Nah, touched them some.”
“Well, here’s how ya do it. Slowly, stroke the skin on the chest near the neck…” Shane cleared his throat, his voice husky.
“Like this…” Paul complied, running warm fingertips over my chest. I felt my back arching in time to his strokes.
“Yeah, just a bit slower… Good, gets the blood pumpin’ up there.” Shane’s breathing deepened as mine sped up. “Now just brush the tip… it’s the round bit that’s the key, run yer tongue around it, only stop with th’ nub every once in awhile…”
I gasped, pressing his head against my chest, arching my back. My dick throbbed like fire in his crack, slime from his clear-cum moistened our contact. “Ah jeeeezzz…”
“Wow!” Paul pulled back a flushed face when I let him go, leaned back on my elbows. I grinned up at him.
“Yeah, say that again kid. Wow!” I panted.
“That is what we call… a hot spot.” Shane sounded smug. “Everyone’s got one. Might not be in the same places… but we all got ‘em. Skirts got them all over, some like Big Guy here got more’n most… but we all got them. You jes’ gotta be patient and find them.”
“You too…?” Paul pressed his hands on my neck and kneaded the muscle there. I let my head loll back while he worked them.
“Oh yeah.” Shane grinned.
“Uhhh… where… ahhh” Paul looked intrigued.
“My ass kid,” Shane looked uncomfortable briefly, then smiled at me and shrugged. “I get my girl to play with it, and sometimes just put her dinky l’il hand up there. I really dig it. Makes me come like a fountain.”
“But isn’t that…” Paul looked confused.
“Guess not. That’s my hot spot, and when I get her to rim it or fist it… guess not.” I was sure Shane had a blush starting “I guess it would be if I only let other dudes do it… sure. If I ain’t fussy who or how many they are… sure. But if I do mind who does, an’ I really wanna cum with them… that’s what I need… then, reckon not.”
“Hmmm, y’see kid…” I popped my neck, it felt great. “You do stuff with people you know and like, then it doesn’t matter what you do… you just build up together stronger an’ stronger. You give it away on street corners, then it means nothing much anymore. You gotta respect yourself and them ‘fore you get that trust going.” Paul nodded seriously, the kid was a quick study.
“I’ll get them clippers, guess you ‘bout done now.” Shane grinned eagerly “Then I’ll show you how to work ass.”
“Sit on the bed and lean back, Tank done this himself lots a’ times.” I sat on the bed and started rubbing his shoulders and back while Shane took a clipper and a comb and gently started pruning away at Paul’s tangle. I could feel the kids pulse pounding in his throat as he leant back his head against my chest and moaned softly in time with my touch.
Tank had thinned it out to a respectable length and trimmed the edges when he tugged Paul’s painful looking dick downwards to finish a stray patch of treasure trail leading to his belly when he lost his load.
“Ahhh, oh my…” Paul sighed as a spray of creamy man-goo burst all over Shane’s chest and face. “Oh… jeez… Tank, I’m…”
“Don’t sweat it kid.” Shane licked his lips, scooped a thick strand of cum from his cheek and licked it off his finger. Paul had that same look of fascination and horror I’d seen before.
“You ever taste it, kid?’ I reached over and squeezed some off of Tank’s chest, licked my fingers.
“No… I’m sorry… I…” Paul leant back against me as I tugged him close.
“No stress.” Tank snipped the offending patch into order and blew more of the curls onto the floor to join the rest.
“Salty. Thought he’d be sweeter.” I idly nuzzed his ear.
“Thing is, dude, you gonna get your girl to go down on you, and you gonna come in her mouth no matter what you promise otherwise. So… you know what she’s gonna taste?” Shane shrugged.
“Oh… right… Gimme some.” I grabbed another scoop off Shane’s chest and Paul nursed my fingers carefully, swallowed thickly. His face screwed up “Salty, damn right.”
“You eat apples and fruit a coupla hours before an’ it tastes a lot better, gottit?”
“Yeah, thanks… apples and fruit.” Paul nodded again, moaned softly as I ran my fingers through his hair, rubbed his scalp. He was completely relaxed, swallowed past the thick juice coating his tongue
“Different, but okay.”
“He’s still hard as a rock.” Shane murmured, scooping up the hair clippings and putting away the clippers “Should I blow him?”
“Yeah, why not.” I grinned “I’d really dig to get hot ass tonight, so don’t wring yourselves out too much. Deal?”
“You bet.” Shane beamed. Kneeling in front of Paul and gently spreading his legs. He took Paul’s dick and ran his thumb along the tube underneath, more cum oozed from the tip and Shane licked it up with a flick of his tongue.
“Sure.” Paul smiled sleepily, shivering as Shane gently squeezed and rubbed his throbbing cock.
“Next you gotta think about is this, what you thinking about will happen. If you think you gonna come, you will. Just lie back and enjoy what’s happening without thinking where it’s goin’… or think about what you make the other person feeling…” I grinned at Shane grinning at me. “Gottit?”
“Yeah, I gooooooouhhhnnn…” Paul’s eyes screwed shut as Shane squeezed his cock past his lips, all the way to his cropped bush. His back arched, and his head pressed against my shoulder. I reached a hand over and started to gently tweak on his nipple, and another to squeeze the base of his cock every time Shane pulled his mouth back. Every muscle in Paul’s body trembled on the down-strokes of Shane’s mouth, and he whimpered and panted freely.
His body started out in a sheen of sweat that glistened in the lamplight. Shane pulled Paul’s legs over his huge shoulders and pressed his thumbs against his hipbones, holding him flat and getting full strokes out of his mouth action.
“Hey buddy, don’t go swallow that all, I still want some o’ his bull-milk, hear?” Shane nodded at my instruction, while Paul had a trembling action going all the time, he was close again. I left his cock alone and concentrated on lightly pinching both his man-nips, and was gratified that he respond
ed so noticeably. Whether he knew it or not before, his tits worked for him.
“Ah... ah’m …” Paul panted again.
“Yeah, we know…” I whispered into his ear, nipping the lobe as his whole body went stiff as a rod. For a few seconds, the only sound in the room was Willie Nelson on the radio and the sucking of Shane’s mouth on the end of his cock.
I leaned forward as Shane brought his mouth up to mine and I drank the salty brew out of his mouth like a dog, licking up mouthfuls from his velvet tongue. After two swallows I pressed my lips against Paul’s mouth and frenched him, then leant back and let Shane do the same. Paul greedily nursed at our mouths.
“He’s turnin’ into quite the stud, Big Guy…” Shane grinned up at me “But I swear ya gotta do me next, or I’m gonna burst.”
“Okay buddy, I promise… whaddya need?” I slipped over the sheets to make room, while Paul tottered unsteadily, dick half-soft for the first time, as Shane propped all the pillows under his hips and pulled his knees up to his chest.
“You bin suckin’ on my ass all day without lettin’ up, I reckon on some rim action from the kid… while you blow me… real slow. Check to make sure he’s treatin’ it like a proper pussy, hear…” Shane grunted as Paul took his place above his crack. I could see his rose-pink bud gleaming invitingly in his spread crack.
“Aw Tank, I jes’ gotta fuck that.” I moaned quietly.
“Yeah, I’d like that too, both a’ ya…” he breathed.
“Flash, spit on it, first… make sure it’s real wet, then top and bottom, then side to side. Work some fingers into it gentle like… it’ll open when it’s ready.” I lapped at the pool of ooze gathering on Tank’s belly.
“Uh, I’m sorry I’m so quick…” Paul blushed “I’ll make up fer it…”
“Mmm, don’t sweat it kid. Never be in a rush, an’ never think like you don’t got another chance at it. Skirts take time to warm up, an’ you jus’ gotta keep at it.” Shane grunted and rested his feet flat on the bed as Paul fell to work.
I licked all around Shane’s dick and sucked at his fat meat while my ear pressed against his belly listening to the rumble of his moans through his diaphragm. Paul was following instructions to the letter, and I could tell Shane was enjoying every moment. I whispered encouragement, telling him to stick his tongue in, increase the number of fingers until Shane had a good ass-gape going.
Shane was fisting and squeezing my dickhead and flicking my cock-slit with his velvet tongue. His breathing had started to speed up when he whispered “Now Andy, now… please god… fuck me good!”
“Flash, lets trade places.” I prompted “Watch carefully while ya blowin’. We gonna try and fuck the cum outa Tank here.” Paul nodded obediently and lay on Shane’s right hand side while I grabbed onto his knees and lined us up, his eyes followed my cock-head as I slipped it into Shane’s waiting hole.
“Ya lubed him good.” I sighed as his lava-wet gut folded around my dick. I set up a slow stroke as Shane’s groans increased in speed, I figured out where his gold spot was and tried to catch it on an upstroke. Most times I got it right on the nail.
Paul’s jaw seemed stretched as he made the mistake of trying to throat Shane’s fat meat, but after gagging twice he set a more realistic goal for himself and was rewarded by Shane’s eyes rolling back and his hips thrusting up to meet us. I moved my speed to ‘hammer’ and soon his massive muscles were thrumming like guitar strings under me.
“Flash, he’s almost there buddy… hang on.” Paul nodded “Don’t swallow, hear? I want some.” I panted, feeling my toes curl and my ass starting to knot. I thought, not yet, tried to slow it down. Shane’s belly tightened and his head bobbed up just before I got to my place of no return and I could feel his gut twist on my rod.
Paul’s head twitched and I saw his cheeks billow as Shane dropped his load into his slippery mouth, while a rumbling from deep in his broad chest shook the springs of the bed into creaky motion. His huge body went taut, stayed taught for almost a minute, then slowly lay back and relaxed. Shane started to chuckle, laughed gently. I kept still, my hard-on deep in his ass while I suckled his hot, sweet milk out of Paul’s mouth, both of us swallowing at the same time.
“Hot Damn, you can dick an ass, Andy.” Shane ran a gentle hand over my chest and ruffled Paul’s hair affectionately “An’ you, kid… Damn you hot.” Paul grinned shyly after he had detached himself from my mouth. “I reckon I got another pop in me, kid, les’ show you the ropes here, you up?”
“Yeah, ag’in…” Paul grinned sheepishly “I ain’t never b’in so hard fer so long.”
“Yeah well, ya milked now, so I reckon you gonna last the distance. This is almost ‘xactly like the real thing now, so its all about contact an’ position an’ where it is fer both a’ us, gettit?” Shane smiled encouragement. “I reckon Andy got another treat fer you in store, but let’s get this goin’ first.”
“‘Kay.” Paul bounded into position as I withdrew from Shane, his body shuddering as Ipulled my now very, very hard cock from him.
“Ah…” Shane groaned in unison with Paul and he squeezed between his massive thighs. “Slow now, tha’ll do it again.”
“Hold still, kid…” I pressed my hand into the small of his back, he was now slick with sweat and slipped my fingers into his crack, spread his cheeks and moved my mouth onto his dusky bud. I was surprised when he started to make as much noise as I would have… I started lubing and opening him up, stuck my tongue in and was surprised to feel how receptive he was, but the bonus… when I ran my tongue along the spongy root of his cock to just below his sack and lapped there. He went rigid, trembled everywhere and gasped for breath.
“Heh,” Shane said panting gently “Andy found yer hot-spot, didn’t he?” He reached up and tugged Paul’s nipples, slowly rolling them between thumb and index finger.
“Y…y…yeah… sssure… did.” Paul hissed, nodding “Ohhhhh…it feelsss …soooo….”
“Jeez, Andy…” Shane groaned “I’m gonna cum jes’ watching him. You gonna take much longer?”
“Nearly, Tank, don’ wanna hurt him too bad, y’know…” I grinned at his flushed face “Flash, stop movin’ just a bit.” When he went still, I placed the tip of my cock on his ring and squeezed past his resistance. I saw the cords rise in his neck and his jaw clamp, but he didn’t make a sound. Sweat streamed from his forehead as I thrust through and slowly into him, inch by hot, velvet inch. His ass swallowed me to my base. “Damn, you tight. Good. Stay still, hear?” Paul nodded, eyes screwed shut.
I flexed my fuck-tube a bit and moved his ass up a bit off the bed, adjusted his hips a bit here and there until I was sure we had a good alignment. His face had relaxed and he smiled at me over his shoulder.
“It stung like hell… but now it feels… much better.” Paul panted.
“Well, I’m gonna drop a load in your ass, an’ every time I thrust ya, you should dick Tank.” “Yeah, I’m real close ag’in.” Shane groaned.
“No… Andy, please c’n ya … shoot over me… us… I want it… that way.” Paul groaned and started to move on my dick. The friction was incredible.
“Hmmm, that’ll work fer me too… go on…” Shane shuddered, his cornflower blue eyes locked on mine “My secret… fantasy also.” He whispered.
“Okay, then… as you command.” I grinned. Reached down and squeezed the root of Paul’s cock, pressing an index finger on the bottom of his sack, where they joined. Paul actually squealed like a little girl, sagged against Shane’s chest, and started cumming. My thrusts were more slow squeezes in and out than actual stabs, Paul’s body was twitching like a frog on an electric fence and I reckoned I couldn’t last more than a couple more strokes into his ass in the midst of his crushing orgasm. Shane’s body was thrumming again and he was greedily lapping at Paul’s mouth, groaning deep in his throat all the while.
The switch flicked, my balls rushed up in my sack, my abs started twitching all by themselves “I…I’m there…�
�� I pulled out as fast as I could from Paul’s clamping vice-grip ass and steadied myself on Shane’s knee, aiming my red-hot and furiously twitching cock at Shane’s clenching eight-pack abs, runnels of his man milk pooling in the tendons and navel.
Paul flipped around so they both had their bellies facing me, his cock draped with ropes of his own cum still trickling down his shaft.
“Ah…” I broke loose, almost graying out. I did myself proud, I almost couldn’t believe what I had emptied onto them. “…shit.” I sagged and started to lap at my jism on their faces, chests, bellies… Hell, everywhere. Perhaps the blow to the head had turned me into this firehose of cum… but then I wasn’t thinking that much, and my last memory for awhile was Paul joining me as we shared my load with deep kisses. Then we collapsed into a slimy heap, springs groaning, on the overburdened mattress and to sleep for awhile.
“Andy?” Paul whispered.
“Hmmm…” I tried to focus, Dolly Parton was playing in the background, the lights were dim and Paul was snuggled against my side, head on my shoulder. My arm was wrapped around him. Shane was sleeping peacefully on the other side of the bed on his back, hand on his chest.
“Talk about it?” Paul nuzzled my collar-bone with his chin.
“Yeah.” I smiled “Go on.”
“I never felt like this…” he ran a hand lazily down the fuzz on my crusty abs “I guess… safe an’ happy an’ smartin’ in places I ain’t even felt before…” he sighed happily “Is… is it always like this?”
“Should be… sometimes not… mostly… it is.” I whispered.
“I mean… I feel… special.” He swallowed “Here I was wantin’ to do this… with you… but I didn’t want to because… y’know. An’ I was all awkward… because… I thought…”
“Hey…” I grinned suddenly “If I didn’t know you were crushin’ so badly, we wouldn’t have…” I kissed his temple, smelled his hair. “Also, first time with someone can be very… powerful.”