by Wolfe, Sean
“That’s not unusual. They’re always flirting with you. You just don’t always pick up on it.”
“Well, I picked up on it this time,” I said, and took another sip of wine. “He actually did a little more than flirt with me.”
Rodney looked up from his plate. “Really? What happened?”
“I was showering after working out, and he came in and joined me in the shower.”
“What’s his name?”
“Jeromy.”
“And?” he asked, and suddenly found enough appetite to eat a bite of veggies.
“Well, as I was showering, I noticed he was playing with himself. It was obvious he wanted me to see him.”
“Did he get hard?”
“Oh, yes.”
Rodney stared at me for several seconds before saying anything. I knew him well enough to know he was deciding whether to be turned on by the story or to get really pissed. It was always a fine line with Rod.
He took another bite of his dinner, then wiped his mouth. “So, what happened?”
“I couldn’t help it, Rod,” I blurted out. “His dick was so big and hard, and he kept waving it at me and daring me to suck it.”
“How big was it?”
“Huge. I could barely get a few inches of it into my mouth.”
“Really?” he said, and I could tell he was turned on.
“Yes. It had to be close to a foot long and so thick I couldn’t put my fist around it. I sucked on it for a few minutes, but then he wanted to suck me instead.”
He flinched a little and looked at me again. “Did you let him?”
“Yes.”
Rodney took a big drink of his wine, and pushed his food around on his plate again. “And how was it?”
“It was hot, what do you think? We were in the shower and someone could’ve walked in at any time. I have to admit, it was kind of exciting.”
“Did he make you cum?”
For the first time in our life together, I thought of lying to him. But I couldn’t. “Yes, he did. He swallowed it.”
Rodney’s face was turning red now, and I was sure I’d gone too far and pissed him off.
“Fuck, that’s hot!” he said, and stood up from the table and grabbed me in his arms. He kissed me hard and rough-housed me into the bedroom, where he turned the tables on me, and fucked me harder and rougher than he’d ever done before.
Jeromy was ecstatic when I told him Rodney had agreed to a get-together. By the time all our schedules allowed us to hookup, we’d decided to forego dinner and get right down to the sex. We’d suggested Jeromy come to our place, but he had another plan in mind, and Rodney couldn’t have been more willing once he heard the idea. I had to admit, I was excited about the prospects myself.
“Let’s meet at my place instead,” Jeromy said, leaving little room for discussion. None, actually. “I’ve got a huge house, and the basement is specially furnished.”
“What do you mean?” I asked over the phone.
“Show up at eight and leave your inhibitions at home. You’ll find out.”
I couldn’t believe this was the same Jeromy I knew from school. He certainly wasn’t quiet, by any means. He often broke the ice and started conversation when no one else was talking. But he was always soft-spoken and thoughtful and respectful. This new Jeromy was forceful and strong-willed and in charge. I had to admit, it really turned me on.
Rodney and I showed up at Jeromy’s house ten minutes early, and waited in the car until eight o’clock. Rodney spent the time asking if I was sure I could trust this kid, and plucking stray hairs from his nose and ears. I spent the time convincing him Jeromy was no one to be afraid of, that he wouldn’t be chopping us into unidentifiable pieces and storing us in his freezer—and also plucked stray hairs from my nose and ears.
Then we walked up to his door.
We knocked twice, and when Jeromy opened the door, he pulled Rodney in by one hand, leaned him against the wall next to the door, and kissed him hard on the lips. With his other hand he pulled me inside, kicked the door shut, and pulled me in to join them in the kiss. His tongue was warm and soft and wet and sweet. He moved in to kiss me, and I tasted my lover’s saliva on Jeromy’s tongue.
I hardened instantly, and when I reached down to feel Rodney’s crotch, he was rock hard as well, and moaning like an animal in heat as Jeromy alternated kissing one of us and then the other, and allowing us to taste one another on his tongue and lips.
“Let’s go downstairs,” Jeromy said, as he began unbuttoning his shirt, then pushed Rodney and me toward the basement stairs. “It’s dark down there, but don’t worry, nothing down there will hurt you. Just hold the wall as you walk down the stairs.”
I went first, with Rodney holding my waist with both hands. I felt movement around his body, and from his moans, I knew Jeromy was undressing and fondling him as we descended.
“Stop there,” Jeromy said as I slowly advanced into the dark room. He pushed us both against the cold wall, and undressed us. As he did, he kissed and licked and bit us lightly. My cock was harder than it’d been in quite some time, and from the sounds coming from Rodney, he was having the same reaction.
“Do you trust me?” he asked Rodney.
“Yes,” I heard my lover say in a voice I barely recognized.
“Mr. Henry?”
“Yes,” I said, and meant it.
“Good.”
Jeromy moved me a few feet from Rodney, and kissed my lips and neck softly and tenderly. I was aware I was being moved farther from Rod, but wasn’t worried about it. I felt strangely safe. Then Jeromy moved over to Rod, and I heard him whisper something into Rodney’s ear. Rod responded with a moan. A moment later I heard chains rattling.
“Hey,” Rod said with a slight tone of panic. “I’m not so sure about this.”
“Shhhh,” Jeromy said. “You trust me, remember.”
More chains rattling, and some scuffing, and then deeper moans of lust from Rodney. “Oh, yeah. Suck my cock, man,” Rodney said from a few feet away in the dark. I was beginning to feel a little left out, and then I heard my partner sound a little more panicked this time. “Hey, what the ...”
There was the low sound of a motor, and then:
“Let me down from here. This isn’t funny.”
I started to move toward Rodney’s voice when a very soft purple light illuminated the middle of the room. I saw Rod several feet directly in front of me. His wrists were shackled with leather restraints and suspended with chains a few feet from the ceiling. His feet were bound with the same leather restraints and connected to more chains that fell from the ceiling about a foot and a half lower than his hands. He was swinging slowly back and forth in the air, as if he were supported by some invisible sling.
My cock twitched at the sight of him bound and exposed like that.
“Do you like seeing your boy like that?” It was Jeromy, whispering in my ear only an inch or two behind me.
“Yes,” I said hoarsely.
“I want you to stay right here. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
“No matter how badly you might want to come over and make love to your boyfriend, I want you to stay right here until I call for you.”
“All right.”
Jeromy brushed past me, and I felt his naked skin against mine; a drop of precum slipped from my cock head. A second later he was in the middle of the purple lighted area of the room, and standing between Rodney’s legs. He stroked Rod’s hard cock, and caressed his skin from head to toe. Then he knelt between Rodney’s spread legs.
Rodney looked over at me. His eyes were a mixture of fear and lust and confusion and desire. But when Jeromy began licking his ass and shoved his tongue inside his hole, Rodney’s eyes rolled back into his head and he moaned with animalistic lust. Jeromy attacked Rodney’s ass with his tongue, and Rodney rocked himself back and forth onto Jeromy’s tongue for several minutes. I stroked my cock as I watched, wanting to join them, but knowi
ng I couldn’t.
Jeromy stood up, and Rodney’s body seemed to go limp. They were both drenched in sweat. Jeromy slid a condom onto his massive cock and dripped some lube onto it.
“No,” I said, and started to take a step forward.
“Stay there,” Jeromy said. “You said you trust me and that you’d do as I say.”
“Yes, but he hasn’t ... he can’t ...”
“Yes, he can,” Jeromy said.
“But we don’t ...”
“Let him fuck me,” Rodney whispered as he looked over at me and winked. His eyes were dazed and filled with lust. I could see at once that he wanted Jeromy’s big dick inside him.
I just stood there, a few feet away, and watched with a stupid look on my face. I knew without a doubt that Rodney loved me. He’d never want to leave me. But he wanted Jeromy’s cock inside him in a bad way, and that was something completely foreign to me.
Jeromy positioned the head of his dick at the entrance to Rod’s asshole, then slid it inside slowly. Rod gasped, and clutched the shackles at his wrists as he gritted his teeth. Jeromy slid a couple more inches inside and rested there. Rodney’s grasp on the chains relaxed a little, and he began writhing around on Jeromy’s cock, sliding his ass farther and farther onto it until the entire fat cock was buried deep inside his ass.
I looked up into Rodney’s face. It was red as a beet. But it was also smiling and his eyes had a glow to them. When Jeromy began to slide in and out of his ass, Rod moaned and matched his strokes one for one. His cock throbbed with life on top of his belly as he was being fucked.
“Come here, Mr. Henry,” Jeromy said.
I walked over and he leaned in to kiss me on the lips. “Stroke his dick while I fuck him.” He kissed me deeper as I wrapped my fist around Rod’s cock and slid it up and down the thick length of him.
“I can’t take much more of that,” Rodney said as he panted. “I’ll cum if you keep that up.”
“Do you like the feel of my cock in your ass, Rodney?” Jeromy asked coyly.
“Yes.”
“Good, because I’m gonna keep fucking you until you spray your load all over yourself. Do you want that?”
“Yes.”
I felt my heart drop into my stomach.
“I want your boyfriend to fuck me while I fuck you.”
Suddenly, my heart was back where it should be. And my cock throbbed to full hardness again.
“Is that okay with you?” Jeromy asked.
“Yes,” Rodney said without hesitation.
Rodney and I had fucked other guys on such rare occasion that I was taken aback by how easily he was swayed. But I remembered Jeromy’s cock, and imagined how great it must feel up Rodney’s ass ... he did love to get fucked by a big dick ... and realized this was an opportunity. I wasn’t afraid of losing my lover. He’d be mine forever. And I had to admit, Jeromy’s tight, round ass did look inviting.
“So, you just gonna stand there, Mr. Henry, or are you going to fuck my ass while I pound your boyfriend?”
I stood behind Jeromy, and rubbed my hard cock against his tight ass. Just the feel of his hard ass as he slid inside Rodney almost made me explode before I entered him. I grabbed a condom and slipped it on in a hurry, then spat on my cock. I tried to be calm and cool and collected and take my time, but I failed miserably. I positioned the head of my dick at his asshole, and before I knew it I was buried deep inside his ass.
“Oh, FUCK!” Jeromy yelled as he stopped thrusting in mid stroke and stood still to allow his ass to get used to my thick cock.
“Don’t stop,” Rodney begged.
“I mean, it looked nice and big and all when I was sucking it, but I didn’t think it’d feel this big,” Jeromy panted. “It fuckin’ hurts.”
“Come on, pussy,” Rodney taunted. “If I can take your huge cock, you can certainly take my husband’s.”
“Fine,” Jeromy said, and suddenly thrust himself deep and hard into Rodney’s ass.
I slammed myself just as deep and just as hard into Jeromy’s ass, and before I knew it we were all fucking like a well-oiled machine. When Jeromy slid into Rodney’s ass, he pulled his ass off my cock, and then when he slid out of Rod’s ass, he impaled himself onto my dick. It took only a couple of strides before we were all moaning and thrusting ourselves into and onto and out of each other.
Rodney was a great lover, and I knew Jeromy was getting the fuck of his life. But so was I. It’d been so long since I’d fucked anyone but Rod that I’d forgotten how wonderful and exciting and different sex with someone else could be. Jeromy’s ass was hot as molten lava and as tight as a vice grip. It took all I had not to explode the second I shoved my cock into his hot ass. But after a few moments, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Fuck, man ... I’m gonna shoot,” I said loudly, and grabbed Jeromy’s waist and pulled him deeper onto my cock.
“Me too,” he said, and thrust his cock all the way inside Rodney’s ass. I leaned forward to keep my cock inside him as he unloaded himself into my lover. I felt his ass cheeks tighten with every spurt of his cum, and could tell he was filling that condom.
I grunted like a pig being roasted alive, and shot my load deep inside Jeromy’s ass. It seemed to go on forever, and my knees were just about to go out on me when Rodney said,
“I’m coming, baby. Come drink my load.”
He loved for me to swallow his load, and it was one of my favorite activities as well, so I pulled out of Jeromy’s ass with no tact or delicateness or fanfare. I rushed over to Rod’s side and took his cock all the way into my mouth and throat. I’d barely wrapped my lips around it before he exploded into my throat. Rodney always has amazing loads, but this one gagged me. I swallowed three mouthfuls in quick succession before I choked and had to pull back. The last few drops leaked from his cock, and Jeromy lifted Rod’s still hard dick and sucked the remaining cum from him.
“Kiss me,” Jeromy said. “I want to taste him on your mouth.”
I kissed him long and hard as he sucked on my tongue and licked every last drop of Rodney’s cum from my mouth and lips. Then we moved up to Rodney’s head and the three of us kissed for what seemed an hour.
“Honeys, I’m home,” Jeromy said as he walked into the foyer and kicked off his sneakers. “It’s been an exhausting day at school, and I’m famished. What’s for dinner?”
“You have your nerve asking what’s for dinner, Mister,” Rodney said, and leaned in to kiss Jeromy softly and longingly on the lips. “It’s your turn to cook and you know it. It’s been two years. You know the routine.”
“But ...”
“No buts about it. It’s your turn. And I don’t want any of that instant-salad crap either. I want meat tonight.”
“Oh, you’ll get meat tonight,” I said as I walked into the room. “Both of you will get all the meat you can handle.”
“Don’t be crude. Jeromy’s trying to get out of making dinner again.”
“I am not,” Jeromy pouted. “I was just kinda hoping we could do dessert before the main course. I’ve had a hard day at work.” He smiled slyly. “And I need a little stress relief.”
We all three looked at each other, then ran to the bedroom and jumped onto our king-sized bed and wrestled around for awhile.
“I wanna be top tonight,” Rodney said suddenly.
“Me too,” Jeromy said.
“That’s not fair,” I whined. “Rock, paper, scissors?”
“Okay,” my two lovers said in unison.
We hit our palms with one fist three times and then showed our strategies.
“Damn it,” I said, and smiled widely as I got on all fours and watched Rod move to my mouth as Jeromy spread my ass.
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