A gay story: Friends and Love Ch. 02 Ryan’s POV
“Fuck yes! Don’t cum yet, hold it!” I said as I gyrated my hips on top of Ken.
Ken was one of my main fuck buddies. Guys were always trying to get in my bed, and not only did some get lucky, but I actually found some were worth keeping around. Ken was one of those. He was great in bed and he passed my minimum length requirement, even if he was barley 6.5 inches. I had measured him myself.
He got even luckier this semester because he got to share a class with me. More specifically my first class every Tuesday and Thursday morning. Which is why when I felt like getting some dick yesterday I didn’t call one of my most endowed cocks. I needed a way to get back to campus on time and Ken happened to have a car and was going in the same direction anyway.
Still he was good. Not that he had much time to prove himself. I was a man on a mission.
Ever since finding out it’s possible to cum hands free, from just a cock in my ass, I’ve wanted nothing more. It’s the ultimate dream for someone like me. It’s no secret I’m something of a slut and if I could achieve that kind of orgasm then I’d be the queen of all sluts. So I have had Ken lying down all morning while I ride the fuck out of him. But it just hasn’t worked yet.
Maybe I need to do something more with my ass… Perhaps I’m just not feeling enough of his cock back there to stimulate me to orgasm.
“Stop it Ken, I told you, no touching!” His hands where moving towards my body before I called him out. He made an angered face but reluctantly threw his arms back on the bed. He looked like a lifeless doll the way he was lying there but I knew I needed to get this just right.
I tried being very careful when I began to clench my ass muscles a bit. He might not be as long as the others but he was definitely one of the thickest. The way his dick opened up my hole made me feel like he was tearing me apart and I loved it. It was enough to keep me hard while I rode him. Though that was more on me actually. Not all bottoms can stay hard while bottoming but I’m not like most bottoms. I’m not like any other bottom actually, I’m the top bitch out there.
But right now that was a downside. I wanted Ken to last longer but just the tiniest clenching of my ass must have felt amazing on his cock, and despite all the cock I have taken here in college, my asshole is still tight. I felt his shaft tense up inside of me.
“Yes! Ry, I’m about to cum! Do I cum inside you?” He shouted.
Of course you’re cumming inside me, just not yet you idiot! “No Ken, wait for me!” I said desperately.
Fuck! I wanted to cum without help but i wasn’t about to waste a perfectly good load shooting up my ass. I quickly took my cock and began to jerk it as fast as I could as I felt Ken emptying himself inside me for the third time since last night. One, two and three loads were enough before I began shooting my own cum. Mine going straight to Ken’s toned abs.
“Fuuuuuccckkk!” I said shivering as my legs trembled and lost the ability to keep me squatted over the blonde hottie. I fell down on his chest with just the tip of his dick still inside of me, his shaft probably curving up from trying to stay inside after my fall. I could feel myself moving up and down as Ken’s muscular chest grew larger with his long and deep breaths. My right cheek now wet from the sweat that had poured out on his torso. We took a moment to come back down from our climaxes.
I first fell him grow soft enough that his cock left my ass entirely, it was nice feeling him soften gradually, his dick moved slowly against my ass as it did so. When he was out I fell to my back on the bed and he quickly got up from it and went to his bathroom. He had one of those small rooms that had the bed, kitchen and living room all in the same space. At least the bathroom had a door.
“That was great Ry! I’m glad you called last night,” he said excitedly from the bathroom, he had left the door open.
“Yeah,” I said, still trying to regain my breath, I had been riding him for half an hour, “It was.”
I didn’t say anything more because I heard him start to pee and knew he wouldn’t hear me. But when he was done and stood at the doorway of the bathroom I couldn’t help but admire his body. He wasn’t insanely muscular or anything but he was definitely well toned. He was one of those guys with naturally very low body fat so he actually looked great.
“Do you mind if I take a shower first? I won’t be long, I think there’s some food on the fridge if you want,” he asked me.
“Go ahead,” I said as I felt his cum start to leak out from my asshole, he had cum inside me twice this morning, “Hey could you pass me my plug? I think I left it in the bathroom sink last night.”
He turned around to look for it as he said, “Want to keep me inside you all day? That’s pretty sweet, though I don’t blame you.”
“Ha! You wish. I’d be happy to keep any man inside me and you know that, you just happened to be the lucky guy today,” I said.
“Yeah yeah, your slut gasoline or whatever right?” He said slightly annoyed.
“Don’t get jealous now,” I said, as he handed me the butt plug, “It’s not my fault yours isn’t the only big dick out there, or that it isn’t the biggest for that matter.”
“I might not be the biggest, but that didn’t seem to be a problem while I was fucking your brains out last night and you were screaming like a bitch in heat!” He said proudly.
As I listened I maneuvered my hips to insert the butt plug into my ass. He was right about the gasoline. I don’t know why but having a man’s seed inside my butt all day made me feel empowered. It sure helped motivate me through the day.
It’s not like I let just any man come inside me, Ken should count himself lucky. Even Jason and his eight and a half incher had to use a condom last Friday. But I asked my regulars to get tested often, just as I did, and if they were good boys I gave them a treat when we saw each other. Everyone liked fucking me raw. I could only imagine how divine my ass must feel to those lucky bastards. And I definitely preferred the feeling of skin to skin too.
With the butt plug inside my ass I let out a soft and girly moan, “Oh trust me honey, when I’m getting my brains fucked out you’ll be the first to know,” I said winking at him.
*****
As Ken drove us to class I texted my best friend Scott, “Hey! Talked to Jack yet?”
I knew they hadn’t talked since Friday night when they hooked up in Jack’s room. Scott had woken up in bed alone and we didn’t hear from Jack until Sunday night. But even then he just stayed in his room all night and Scott didn’t want to disturb him.
It killed me to see my best friend like that but I knew that bitch could be intense. He was always talking about marriage and love and all of that bullshit. And I tried to work on that with him. We’re in college, the fact that a guy kisses you good night and calls you pretty doesn’t mean shit, they just want somewhere to stick their dicks in. Still, fucking a guy and then disappearing for two days straight. I Had to give it to Jack, I didn’t think he had it in him, even I don’t do that.
On Monday Jack had kept avoiding Scott, but I told him he needed to confront him already. He had dumped Bill on Saturday morning, he didn’t deserve to be kept in a limbo like this. So when I told Scott I was thinking of having some dick over he asked me to get out of the house and give them some space. Which is how I ended up at Ken’s. I wonder if Bruce got the same treatment?
“We talked,” he replied simply. Not good.
“And????” I pressed.
“Not good, I’ll tell you tonight,” I read. Shit, I knew it.
When Ken and I got to our classroom the place was barely filling out. We found two seats on the back of the classroom. I took out my phone while I waited for that guy to arrive. I only just learned his name but I had seen him in class last week and found him pretty hot. He wasn’t usually my type but there was something about him that just made him so attractive to me. He was a bit on the twink side and always dressed like he had just finished exercising. He was on the basketball team so I guess that made sense. All I know is everyone always jokes about how skinny guys are hung like horses. I normally like big strong muscular guys, but I liked big dicks even more so I had to go for it. He always sat on the seat I had left open next to me and today I was going to talk to him.
“Hey Ryan!” Someone said to my right and as I turned I saw Jimmy taking the open seat next to me.
“Oh hi Jimmy,” I smiled at him, “Sorry but I was kinda saving that seat for someone else.”
“Really?” He asked with disappointment in his eyes, I knew he had a crush on me, “Well who are you saving it for? Maybe if he doesn’t come I could just sit here.”
He wasn’t being mean or anything. Jimmy was actually really sweet. And he wasn’t bad looking or anything, he was really cute. But I didn’t want cute, I wanted someone hot. And everything about Jimmy made him look cute, the way he dressed and looked, but also the way he talked and his personality. Jimmy was cute, if I wanted hot I had to go for…
“Stan!” I said, seeing him walk through the door and into the lecture hall. I turned to Jimmy, having forgotten I was talking to him before, “Sorry Jimmy, maybe next time.”
“Yeah! Sure! Next time!,” he said and I wasn’t sure if he was actually trying to hide his disappointment or actually excited about the promise of seating next to me some other time. I swear guys were always like this in all my other classes. I don’t know why they all want to sit next to me.
Well, maybe I did. Ken had been touching my legs and thighs since we sat down. I didn’t think anything of it because he did that all the time and I let him, as long as he didn’t push too hard. But right then he was pushing it, he was trying to get his hand inside my pants from the back, probably trying to grab a feel of my ass. I did have an amazing ass, “Ken! Stop it, not now!” I told him, angry he’d do it in front of Jimmy.
“Maybe we can also do something after class, someday. You know, whatever you want,” Jimmy was telling me. As he did I noticed Stan walking through the room and I knew I had to free his place.
“Yeah of course, why don’t you just plan that yourself and surprise me, okay? Tell me about it then,” I began to almost push him off of the chair and he was so excited from my answer that he didn’t notice and just stood up.
“Great! I’ll do that and text you,” he had a grin from ear to ear.
“Yeah, yeah, now move!” He went off and I didn’t notice where because I turned my face up to see Stan standing next to his usual place.
“Is this taken?” He asked with a deep voice that almost got me trembling.
“N-no, go ahead,” I said nervously looking up at him. Stan was so hot. He was tall, strong and always walked around like he didn’t give a fuck about anything. He was so indifferent to everything and everyone that I almost found it insulting that he was one of the few people who seemed not to notice how attractive I was myself. But I couldn’t really be mad at him when I was drooling at him most of the time.
I was sure he was gay. I asked around and he actually had a boyfriend last semester. But I hadn’t seen him with anyone this few weeks and some of the other guys were already talking about him being single. Some of those slutty fuckers were already throwing themselves at him, which meant I had to move faster. Lucky for me, I actually had a plan.
Last class we had been asked to make teams of three people for the course project. Ken was already in my team, and I didn’t mind since that still left a place for Stan. And I knew he never talked to anyone in class so chances are he actually has no friends to team up with. Today we are supposed to hand in the list of our teams and now I only have to ask Stan to be in my team. Having to work with this hunk of a man for a whole semester should be more than enough time to get him in my bed.
“So Stan,” I called to him and made him look up from his phone, “Ken and I are missing someone on our team for the project, maybe you could join us, if you want,” god he got me nervous.
“Sorry, umm…,” Oh my god he didn’t even know my name?!
“Ryan,” I said embarrassed. What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Sorry Ryan, I already have a team. Zach asked me to join his last class,” as he said he gestured with his head towards the first row of the class where a slim blonde was talking to a group of people around him, stealing glances towards us, or more specifically, towards Stan.
Fucking Zach Morgan. I swear he was always trying to get in my way. It’s like he couldn’t get a life of his own, ever since arriving at college he always had to do everything I did. When I joined the track team he followed right after, he declared for economics as soon as he found out I was majoring in economics and anytime I slept with someone new he magically decided to start flirting with them too. I guess this time he was at least going to try to go in before me.
It was almost as if he knew we were talking about him because he gave me a condescending grin. That bitch! When I turned to Stan he was already on his phone again and I at least had the self control not to embarrass myself again. Jimmy heard the whole exchange and when the professor asked for the lists I had no choice but to accept him in ours. At least we’d get a good grade with Jimmy on our team.
The class dragged on and I couldn’t stop thinking about how embarrassing my exchange with Stan had been. Though I frequently got distracted because Zach sat in the seat to the right of Stan, which was a clear statement because he always sat in the front row with his friends.I felt humiliated and wanted retribution. But for the time being, I’d have to make do with something else. As soon as the class ended I grabbed Ken’s hand and dragged him out of the classroom.
“Ry? Macroeconomics class is the other way.” He told me once out of the classroom.
“Yeah, we are not going to macroeconomics. We’re finding a bathroom and I am going to fuck you until our next class or until I run you dry,” I said matter of factly. When we got to a bathroom I turned to him before going in, “Or would you rather not miss your class.”
“Fuck that!”
I pulled him inside and didn’t care for the other people in the bathroom. I just got us into the first empty stall and let him stick his tongue in my mouth and grab my ass. I loved it when my men took control but right now I needed something else. Without asking him I pushed him to sit on the toilet and rode him like I was possessed. He didn’t last very long and I was disappointed I didn’t get to fuck him uninterrupted. But we still had almost an hour before our next class so we made out while he got hard again and then I rode him again. This time we went at it for almost 30 minutes and only stopped when I came after imagining it was Stan’s cock up my ass.
*****
When I got back home I was alone. Ken probably would have said he wanted to fuck some more but I was sure he was actually spent. Plus, I must say I get tired quickly of having the same guy around me all the time and Ken is always following me around like a puppy. I know he flirts with me a lot and jokes about wanting me to be his boyfriend, but I know he isn’t serious. In reality he is just as horny as I am and would rather have a place to put his dick in instead of ruining it by getting feelings involved. He’s pragmatic in that sense which is why I keep hooking up with him.
The apartment wasn’t empty though, and as I walked through the living room I saw Bruce watching TV. He looked up as he saw me and greeted me, while moving further down the couch in a clear way of making space for me if I wanted to sit. I looked at the TV and saw he was watching some sports program. They were talking about the weekend games and analyzing every play. I wasn’t much into football but I thought what the hell, and sat down next to Bruce.
“So, how was your day?” He asked me while still keeping his eyes on the screen.
“Terrible,” I told him, “Remember that guy I told you about?”
“The straight guy with the tattoos?” He asked.
“No! I told you I found out that one had a small dick,” I corrected, “The one from the basketball team; tall and mysterious and sexy.”
“Oh right! Mr. I-don’t-give-a-fuck-so-I’m-interesting. What’s up with him?” That’s what Bruce usually called him when we talked because we didn’t know his name.
“Well apparently his name is Stan, found out this morning,” I said.
“So we finally have a name! And? Does knowing something about him make him less mysterious and therefore less attractive?” He asked me.
“I thought it would but no,” I whined, “I asked him to be on my team for the project but that Zach slut had already asked him. I had to sit in class the whole hour watching Zach throw himself at Stan like a whore..”
I threw myself sideways down on the couch, feeling defeated.
“And that got you turned on and you probably went off and fucked someone else, right?” It almost wasn’t a question. He knew me very well.
“Of course I did! He is just so hot and it’s like he can’t be bothered to look my way. It drives me crazy!” I had grabbed one of the cushions and was holding it against my face, but he still understood what I said.
“You know it’s just a mask, right? Guys like that are usually hiding some deep insecurities and shit like that. Do you really want to get into that?” He asked.
“Everyone’s insecure deep down. We’re in college! Problem is that today I was insecure on the outside too,” I lamented, “I could barely get a full sentence out of my mouth. Have you ever seen me stutter? I never do!”
Bruce was laughing at me so I grabbed the cushion and hit him with it,” Ouch!” He said, but I knew I hadn’t really hurt him.
“Stop laughing at me, you jerk! I’m already embarrassed,” I pouted as he took the cushion away from me.
“Look, everyone gets nervous being around someone they like, stop being so hard on yourself,” he tried to comfort me, but he should have known better.
“I know they do. I know it because that’s how guys are with me. Because they want to sleep with me. But I’m not like everyone else, I don’t stutter!” I explained.
“You are just not used to interacting with people who don’t want to bone you,” he said, “But you’ll have to get used to it from the looks of it.”
“Well I know YOU don’t want to fuck me, and we’re talking normally,” I reasoned.
“Yeah but that is because you don’t want to fuck me either,” he argued, “But this Stan guy… What you need to do is pretend you don’t care about him either. Find some other guy to keep you occupied, doesn’t he have any friends you can flirt with? That would get his attention.”
I thought about what Bruce was suggesting and it made sense. Up until now I have been just like Zach and everybody else, falling for his mysterious persona. But if I showed him I didn’t fall for that, I was sure it would drive him as crazy as he drove me when he paid me no attention. Trouble is he barely had any friends.
“I mean, I only see him hanging out with Zach’s friend group, I don’t think he hangs out with anyone other than them and that’s only because they are always after him,” I thought out loud.
“That ‘s great! You could go after one of them and he’ll probably be right there to see it,” he explained, “Who is he closest with?”
“Well, Zach of course! You’re not about to suggest I sleep with that bitch, are you?” I responded, not holding back any of my disgust at the thought.
“As hot as that would be…” he said, and I could see in his eyes that he was picturing us together, so I just rolled my eyes at him and he went on, “You two wouldn’t know what to do if you hooked up. You’d probably just lay face up together in bed waiting for an orgasm to happen so you can throw it in each other’s faces,” he laughed at his thought, “I mean other than Zach, or doesn’t he talk to anyone else in Zach’s group?”
I thought about it for a second and remembered seeing Zach flirting with Stan this evening after classes. Most of the time Stan would let him and sometimes he even flirted back, but at times it seemed he grew bored and he always turned to Zach’s best friend, Alec. That made sense because I always thought Alec had a bit of that mysterious personality that Stan has.
“He seems to like Alec well enough,” I said.
“There you go! Try to get closer to him, pretend it’s actually him you have a crush on,” he said.
“He is Zach’s best friend. I’m pretty sure they even fuck when no one is around. He probably won’t even want anything to do with me,” I stated what seemed to be obvious.
“Doesn’t matter,” he said, and upon seeing my confused face he went on, “The whole point is for him to see you as something other than the typical guy who just kneels at his feet, literally,” and he laughed at his joke, “Plus, think of how mad Zach’s going to be when he sees you flirting with his best friend.”
He was right, I could kill to birds with one stone here. “You’re a fucking genius,” I told him, “Now all I need is a way to get the plan in motion.”
“I might have a way to help with that too,” he began, “A guy from the team is having a party this weekend. And I know for a fact that his roommate has a crush on Zach, so I bet they’re all going.”
“Fuck you!” I angrily shot at him.
“Wha-” he was confused at my sudden reaction.
“There is a party with a team full of big, handsome and horny men and you didn’t tell me?” I was genuinely mad, so I got up and stormed to my room.
“So you aren’t going?” I heard him shout behind me.
“Fuck you Bruce! Of course I’m fucking going!” I yelled back at him and then shut my bedroom door with a loud bang.
*****
I spent the rest of the afternoon in my room. Trying to get some homework done and actually managing to finish all the stuff I had to hand in this week. I still had a talk pending with Scott but I knew he’d be out till nightfall. I had texted him to let him know I’d be in my room and to come look for me when he got home. I was done with my schoolwork by 8:00 pm and I had some free time in my hands.
I took out my phone and checked some of my texts, answering a few. I thought about texting Alec and asking him to go to the party on Saturday with me but figured it would be better to do that in person. I only had his phone number because we had a class together last semester and we sometimes asked each other about class related stuff. Not that we got along or anything, it was more about the fact that we knew about each other’s existence. As if it were easier to ask a guy you’re supposed to hate about the exam’s date rather than actually making a new friend and asking them.
Plus, Alec was actually not as dumb as he looked, even if that dumb look was mostly because he hung out with Zach all the time. He actually helped me with some homework last semester. I guess I didn’t hate him at all. He and I could actually get along well, but I was sure Zach told him all sorts of stuff about me and he probably hated me just because his best friend does. Still, it will be weird to ask him out like he is just another of my classmates. He’ll probably think something’s up because I have never shown any interest in him. Not that he isn’t cute or anything, he’s actually quite handsome.
I began thinking maybe I should text him, pretending to have a question about our professor or whatever. He is nice enough that he’d answer and I figured it would be better if asking him out didn’t just come out of nowhere. Or maybe it would be better if I didn’t ask him out at all, and just flirt with him at the party. That would get a better reaction from everyone involved. But as I’m thinking about it my door opens up and my best friend comes into my room without saying a word, closing the door right behind him.
He has his back against the door, looking almost afraid that someone’s gonna come in after him, “Sorry I didn’t knock.”
“That’s okay,” he knew I didn’t mind him not knocking, in fact, he used to do it all the time. His apprehension came from the fact that midway through last semester he opened my door to the sight of me getting railed by two of Bruce’s teammates. I understood that he was a little traumatized.
“I saw Jack earlier today having lunch with some girl,” as he spoke I noticed his voice trembling and realized he might be about to cry, “I just saw her coming out of his room right now.”
I couldn’t let my wonder at how Jack was turning out to be something entirely different from what I thought show because Scott began to cry. He was trying to hold it back but I quickly opened my arms and asked him to come into my bed, “Oh baby, come here.”
He walked to the bed and crawled on it, falling right into my arms with his face buried against my chest. I put my arms around him and gave him a tight hug. I hated seeing him cry. Usually this happened because of Bill, so it was weird knowing that now it was happening because of Jack, who was one of our best friends.
I knew what my best friend was probably thinking about a girl being in Jack’s room. And I believed he had seen what he said but I couldn’t yet wrap my head around the idea of Jack being that kind of guy. But I didn’t want to push Scott so I let him cry a little. It wasn’t long. When it was about Bill he could be crying here all night. This time it was just a few minutes.
When I heard his crying stop I lessened my hold of him. He pulled away a little but remained cuddled next to me, my right arm still partially hugging him. This position meant he was getting ready to talk.
“What do you think they are doing in his room?” He asked me, though I could tell the question was almost directed at himself.
“Nothing like whatever your head is thinking right now,” I said reassuringly, “I’m sure she’s just a friend, Jack isn’t like that.”
“Well I had never seen this girl before and I know all of his friends,” he said.
“What girl was this, what did she look like?” I asked.
“Some redhead, she’s a bit shorter than you, looks like she comes from money.”
I didn’t say anything, I didn’t know what was going through his head and I wanted him to tell me. Upon noticing my silence he seemed to gather his thoughts for a second before explaining.
“Jack says he isn’t gay,” he finally said.
“So you think he is trying to make a statement about being straight by sleeping with the first girl he sees?” I asked him.
“He says he isn’t straight either,” Scott countered.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“He thinks he might be bisexual. Though he says he’s more into girls. Last Friday he was just looking for a safe space to experiment, and he figured since I was his best friend, I was the best option,” he explained.
“So he used you and now he just throws you away?” I was getting angry.
“No! He actually was honest about it from the start. He never said he liked me or anything, he just said he wanted to experiment and he found me attractive,” he told me, “It’s my fault, for confusing it with anything else.”
“It’s not your fault. Being your best friend, he should have known it was a bad idea,” I began, “Why do you think you and I have never had sex? Sure it would be fun but I know you’re stupid enough to fall for me,” I explained, joking.
“I probably would,” he said, lifting himself a little to give me a kiss on the cheek, “I love you Ryan, thank you for listening to me.”
“I know babe, always,” I laid there cuddling with my best friend. I was trying to think of a solution to his problems but figured I couldn’t do anything to change Jack’s mind, or Scott’s for that matter. I thought about what I’d do if I was in his place. Probably find someone to fuck my brains out and make me forget about my problems. I laughed a little at the idea, Scott didn’t seem to notice.
But I knew Scott wasn’t like that, even if I was convinced that what he really needed was a good dick. He wanted someone to care for him and take him out on romantic dinner dates and someone willing to talk about their future together. Maybe if I could find him a good dick that was attached to someone willing to wife him up. And that’s when it hit me. Jason! He’d be perfect for Scott. As long as he didn’t mind that I fucked him first, of course. But how could I even bring up the idea?
“Oh right, I never asked you how things went with Jason,” he asked me, and I realized I had said his name out loud.
This was the chance.
“No! I just had a great idea, how about you date Jason?” I told him.
“What? Why is that a great idea?” He asked.
“Honey, I love you, but you seriously need a good dick up your ass asap,” I told him.
“I already had a good dick up my ass this Friday remember? He just happened to tell me we’re better off as friends!” He was almost shouting, but I wouldn’t stand back.
“Oh, did I say good dick? I meant GREAT dick,” I corrected, “You wanted to know how things went with Jason, they went GREAT!”
After I said that I realized I was not helping my cause. Scott would never go for someone who I had already slept with.
“So you’re suggesting I go out with a guy that was fucking you in this very bed not five days ago?” He said sarcastically.
“Look, I said it wasn’t your fault that you wanted a relationship out of every guy you meet. And it was true. But it is your fault that you romanticize them and want each an everyone of them to be the perfect prince in your perfect story,” he was listening closely and I knew I could convince him if I just finish my argument right, “Well here is a guy who looks as close to Prince Charming as you’ll get, and he’s even got the sword too,” I joked, and he laughed a little, “And he is crazy about you. He couldn’t stop asking about you the other night, and Bruce says he has been looking for a way to ask you out for weeks. Are you going to let a guy like that go just because him and I had a little fun before? I assure you, it didn’t mean anything more to either of us than just a way to kill our boredom on a Friday night.”
“Did Bruce really say that?” He asked and I knew he was pretty much sold.
I didn’t respond, instead getting up from my bed and walking to the wall in front of it, where Bruce’s room was. I knocked loudly on it, “Bruce! Get your ass over here!” I didn’t wait for a response. I just walked over to the door and opened it before crawling back on the bed with Scott.
After a few seconds we heard Bruce’s door open and he came into my room, our doors only separated by the thickness of the wall between our rooms. “What?” He asked, a little grumpy.
“Tell Scott what you told me yesterday,” I commanded.
“Bill was an asshole, you’re better off without him,” he said honestly.
Scott grew a smile and shyly answered, “Thanks.”
“Not that! The thing about Jason,” I said.
“Oh! Jason has a huge crush on you, he told me yesterday that he had been wanting to ask you out since the start of the semester,” Bruce explained.
“Well it was a good thing you didn’t tell me because how can someone have a crush on me and still sleep with one of my best friends and give another one of them a blowjob?” He was being defensive again.
I rolled my eyes and was about to argue something back when Bruce beat me to it. “He says he only slept with Ryan because he found out you had a boyfriend,” Ouch, “And us blowing each other was nothing, guys do that in the locker room all the time.”
“And we didn’t tell you because we didn’t know where you and Jack stood,” I added.
“Yeah, I know you broke up with Bill but I actually told Jason yesterday that you were still seeing someone, I thought you and Jack were a thing now,” Bruce said.
Scott was about to answer but I decided to jump in, “Well they are not, so you better go text Jason to let him know that our Scott is single and ready to mingle. And tell him you are sure that if he asks Scott out, he’ll say yes.”
Bruce looked over to Scott, unsure if that was what he wanted. Fuck. This was it, he might not agree with it. I watched Scott think for a while, wondering if I had gone too far. Eventually he just said, “Yes, do that.”
A mischievous smile appeared on both our faces as we looked at one another. I then turned to Bruce and said, “Well what are you waiting for? Go already! I’m still mad at you!” I threw one of my pillows at him but it just hit the wall and fell to the ground. He laughed and left my room.
Scott and I turned back to each other and giggled, “Can I sleep here tonight?” He asked.
“Of course, we have to, now that we actually can. You’re finally single, even if you might not be for long,” I said, suggestively.
“I’ll go get ready for bed and when I’m back, you better be ready,” he said, before giving me a peck on the lips and going out of my room.
As I looked at him I wondered how smart my idea had been. Surely there wouldn’t be any trouble coming from my best friend dating the guy I had slept with last week. I had no feelings for Jason, and apparently neither did he for me. He was a great lay though, and I had briefly considered making him a regular. I guess that wouldn’t happen now. It was a bit weird knowing he had just used me as a replacement for Scott. But I guess I should be used to that. No one would ever think I’m boyfriend material, and I’m not. Scott is. I’m the kind of guy who sleeps with someone new whenever my self esteem is hurt. And right now, I’m thinking Alec might be good for something more than just seducing Stan.
*****
Bruce’s POV
I sat on the couch of Seth’s apartment, waiting. It was a good thing that I never had classes on Friday. Sure, the rest of my week was pretty hectic and busy, but it gave me more time on the weekends to relax and do stuff. For example, Seth’s party was today, but it was going to start pretty late at night because some guys on the team were dumb enough to have class on Friday afternoon. Still, I was already here and ready to party. Though the pre party would be very different for me.
At this moment the only two people in Seth’s apartment were me and Seth’s boyfriend, Tom. And yes, the reason is exactly what you are thinking. Well, not exactly, I’m sure. Because not only did Seth know I was here, but he actually was the one to ask me to come.
This whole thing started last semester. Seth has always been one of my closest friends on the team. He is one of our wide receivers and we’ve always had good chemistry both on and off the field. And as much as I love sex, I had always followed a rule not to get sexually involved with my teammates. I mean, of course there were few exceptions but that is just because shit happens in locker rooms.
Most people at school are gay and thus most players on the team are too. It’s just common sense that if you throw a bunch of sweaty, hormonal gay young men into a locker room and have them shower and get dressed next to each other something is going to happen. Still, it doesn’t happen often. But sometimes, after practice, it’s just easier to ask a teammate for help with my boner instead of just jacking off or leaving it be. Mostly it’s just hand stuff we do, and there is always an understanding that it’s just for relief, so it works.
In fact, feelings are so far from the equation that I would never ask a guy I’m genuine friends with for it. So Seth and I have never done anything sexual. Or hadn’t until last spring, though I think that is way different.
Seth had asked me to come hang with him and some of his boyfriend’s friends at his place. I knew Tom from a few occasions and found him alright, and knowing it could be important to Seth for his friends to get along with his boyfriend’s friends I decided to tag along. We were drinking the whole night and playing some games. Everything was pretty chill for my standards but I was having a good time, plus some of Tom’s friends were actually good looking so I was wondering if maybe I could get lucky that night. I flirted with one of them the whole night and it almost seemed like a sure thing. I almost kissed him in the kitchen but we got interrupted by one of the other guys.
At around midnight all of Tom’s friends said they were leaving, because they wanted to go dancing. I thought about going for a moment but the twink I had been flirting with all night just gave me an amusing look. Like he was laughing at my attempts to seduce him and how they appeared to have been for nothing. Well I didn’t want to play games and work too hard for it so I didn’t ask to come along and they just left, the twink looking a bit disappointed.
So they all left and I helped Seth clean up the living room. Tom was still there because he was spending the night and he helped too. I was about to leave when Seth asked if I wanted to stay over since Roger, Seth’s one and only roommate, had gone back home for the weekend. He insisted, claiming he didn’t want to worry about me going back home alone that late so I conceded.
Seth proposed we watch a movie before sleeping and Tom and I accepted. We sat on the couch with Tom somehow ending up between Seth and I. I can’t even remember the movie we were watching because I was concentrating on something else. The couch was very small so my whole body was pressed against Tom’s, plus all the drinking and flirting had left me very horny and the contact was distracting. I could tell Tom was equally horny as me because I saw his hands going into his boyfriend’s lap, though he could sense his apprehension at having me there.
The tension was very clear and slowly building as the movie was only about 15 minutes in, when I looked over and saw my friend locking lips with his boyfriend. I couldn’t look away, unable to control my horniness, and watched for what felt like hours. The contact between mine and Tom’s body had not yet been broken and I could feel his slight movements as they made out. That made me almost unconsciously put my right hand on his lap. Whether it was to keep him steady or just so I could get a feel, I didn’t know.
The hand startled Tom, I sensed through my touch, but he didn’t interrupt the kiss and I figured it was alright for my hand to stay there. They kept making out for a while until Seth’s hand, while exploring his boyfriend’s body, found mine right on his boyfriend’s thigh, slowly massaging. They broke the kiss and Seth looked at me. I couldn’t see Tom’s face because he was still looking away from me, at his boyfriend’s face. I was surprised by Seth’s expression. I might have expected him to look mad or uncomfortable, but it wasn’t like that. He was staring at my hand like he was asking it where it was and what it was doing.
I didn’t know what to do so I just froze. Tom eventually turned and looked at me and for a few minutes we just exchanged looks between the three of us, trying to communicate telepathically. I thought I knew what Seth wanted from me but I didn’t want to presume. I had been in similar situations but never with someone I was so close with. I obviously didn’t want to ruin our friendship.
Thankfully Tom took charge. On one of the many occasions in which our eyes met he actually closed the distance and pressed his lips to mine. I didn’t even kiss him back at first, my eyes still open and looking at my friend behind the guy trying to make out with me. Seth actually smiled and nodded in approval, sensing that was what I needed.
I immediately lost control. My tongue shot right out of my mouth and immediately broke through Tom’s lips, making him gasp in surprise against my kiss. Now I was making out with my friend’s boyfriend right in front of him. Both my hands were now grabbing him firmly against me and his right arm was around my back as we kissed. When he broke away, panting, I was afraid they would want Seth and I to make out next. He was my friend and I didn’t want to do that. Fortunately they just went back to making out.
We traded Tom’s lips more and more frequently. With both our sets of hands on his body at all times. He looked like he was really enjoying all the attention and that turned me on even more. When we got to the point where Tom was going from my lips to Seth’s and back within the span of only a second, my friend got up and asked us both to go to his bedroom.
After we got naked and fooled around some more, Seth threw Tom onto his back on the bed and asked me to kneel in front of him. I am very proud of my downstairs equipment and always love the reaction it gets from guys who see it for the first time. Tom couldn’t take his eyes away and when I kneeled in front of him he immediately reached for it. He gave me a blowjob and after a bit of only watching us, Seth started to fuck him missionary. I was too horny and worried I wouldn’t last. Fortunately or not, Tom beat me to it and came all over himself from being spitroasted. They later told me it was a first for him so it made sense that he came so quickly.
He stopped sucking me as hard but Seth kept fucking him until he came inside him. Tom surprised me when he asked me to fuck him, both of them saying it wasn’t fair if I didn’t cum. I asked them for a condom and after putting it on I slid inside my friend’s boyfriend, with him watching the entire time. I could tell by the way he looked at us that he had some cuckold tendencies. I had been with enough couples to know, though I also knew he might not be ready for all of it.
I didn’t go into Tom as easily as I would have liked. Having just cum it was harder for him to relax, plus he wasn’t used to my size. I got about half way in when I noticed from his face and gestures that he was probably not going to be taking more. So I actually withdrew a little before I began fucking him. It was pleasant enough for him that he started moaning again. But I didn’t want to overstep their boundaries so I tried to make it as fast as possible. Seth began to kiss his boyfriend while I fucked him and that was enough for me. I came from the eroticism of fucking my friend’s boyfriend with him.
When I pulled from Tom’s ass he broke the kiss with Seth and pulled me in instead. We made out for a while and when we looked up, Seth had fallen asleep. We kept kissing for a while longer until we both fell asleep too, though he turned to hug his boyfriend for the night. Next morning we didn’t talk about what happened other than mentioning it had been a fun night. I got out of there after some breakfast and left them to talk, a summing they needed to.
I didn’t have any other interaction with them after that. With only a few days before the semester ended and me not wanting to impose I didn’t search them out, nor they me. Over the summer Seth and I barely talked, but that’s just how our friendship always has been so I didn’t worry.
Still, any anxiety I might have had was rapidly forgotten at the start of this semester. The very first day I got here, with two days still to go before classes began, Seth asked me to come hang at his place. I asked if Roger was there and he said he wouldn’t, but Tom would. I recognized the unspoken question in his voice as he told me that, and went over there knowing exactly what was going to go down.
Upon arrival I shook hands with Seth before Tom came out of my friend’s room. I didn’t ask and just greeted him with a kiss on the lips. It was supposed to just be a small peck to break the ice, but Tom quickly grabbed the back of my neck with his hands and kissed me deeper. The kiss lasted about 10 seconds before we broke apart and I saw Tom looking at Seth behind me, inquisitively. When I turned I saw Seth nodding in approval, so I just took Tom by his hand and dragged him to my friend’s bedroom, knowing he’d follow.
When Seth came in behind us we were already making out, devouring each other and unable to get our clothes off fast enough. With him naked and me only on my boxers he laid down on the bed and I dropped in front of him to suck him off. He wasn’t that big so I took his whole length into my mouth. After blowing him for a while I was ready to dive into his asshole with my tongue to prepare him for my cock. But Tom saw my intentions and told me they wanted Seth to be the one to fuck him first. I understood and stood back up, looking at Seth sitting next to his boyfriend. My friend looked like he had forgotten he was supposed to go first, entranced by the scene that had unfolded before him.
He took my place in front of his boyfriend but didn’t eat his ass out like I would have done. Instead Tom reached for the lube and gave it to Seth, who generously applied it to his boyfriend’s rear entrance. I remembered Seth had told me once that he didn’t do rimming. Seth then got on top of Tom and penetrated him missionary. A soft moan escaped the blonde twink as he got fucked. I watched for a while before Tom gave Seth a tap on the back, and asked him to pull out.
Tom explained they wanted me to fuck him before he had cum this time. I could tell Seth was very quiet through all this. I figured he was embarrassed about his kink, which I could understand. Most people who are into cuckolding are shamed often. So I didn’t try to press him and just did as I was told. I put on a condom and got on the bed. Tom spread his legs wide while still on his back inviting me. But I wanted to try something a bit different this time, hoping it wouldn’t make them uncomfortable.
Tom was pretty skinny so I grabbed his hips and flipped him on his stomach. He got on all fours, about to say something but stammering before saying it so I just began to go in. His asshole was already relaxed from Seth’s dick so it was very easy to enter him. Neither him or Seth said anything so I just kept pushing in, with Tom responding in soft moans.
This time I got about 6 inches deep before I saw him looking uncomfortable. I figured that’s how long Seth’s dick was, because I had seen him go balls deep into his boyfriend. I still had 3 inches to go but figured this was enough and stopped pushing. He was breathing hard trying to relax, I was also noticeably thicker than his boyfriend. I had had my hands caressing his buttcheeks but wanted to help, so I pulled him up and turned his face around to kiss him. After a few minutes of this I felt his anus relaxing and began to pull out. Then I went back to the same length I had been before.
I noticed Seth wasn’t on the bed with us anymore. I turned my head back and saw him sitting in a chair on the far wall of the room. The chair hadn’t been there last semester, they had definitely prepared for this. Wanting to give my friend a show and willing to enjoy this myself I put my hand on the small of Tom’s back and pushed him down into the bed again. He was now with his ass up towards me like a slut and seeing him like that made me so hot I began pounding him.
Last time I had been very careful and gentle, now I was fucking him way harder. I had begun just slightly faster but soon felt the little slut pushing back to meet my thrusts and knew he needed more. I gave it to him, though I wasn’t as rough as I could have been, still unable to hurt my friend’s boyfriend. He began to moan loud enough that Roger would have heard him if he’d been there. After a while of us fucking like this I noticed his cock began to harden. So I reached around and began jerking him off as I fucked him.
It wasn’t long before he was coming on the bed. His legs shaking and his ass contracting so noticeably that it triggered my own orgasm after his. He fell completely down into the bed and I slipped out of him because of it. I sat on the bed, regaining my bread when I heard Tom call for his boyfriend, who got on the bed again and put his rock hard cock into his boyfriend’s asshole again. He was very gentle and had Tom not called for him before I would have said he barely noticed Seth being inside him, because he still looked to be lost in the pleasure of the orgasm I gave him.
Seth came inside Tom and I wondered if they had intended for me to fuck him to orgasm. Maybe they had wanted to cum together after I had fucked him. Still, no one was complaining so I didn’t think much about it. I asked Seth if I could take a shower and he said it was okay. When I came out Tom was gone, apparently he had to go back to his place. I didn’t want to leave in a rush so I stayed with Seth even though it was awkward. Neither of us willing to bring up the fact that he had just called me to come fuck his boyfriend.
We didn’t talk about it and just played some video games but I thought there was an understanding that it would not be the last time. That had been two weeks ago and now, I was sitting at my friend’s couch while his boyfriend, Tom, was in their room, and my friend was in class. Tom had texted me earlier today and said he wanted me to come earlier, before the party began. When I asked him if he needed help with anything he said he didn’t. He just told me he was going to be in class and that Roger would be arriving late into the party, but Tom was there getting ready for the party. I asked him if Tom would know I’d be coming over and he said he did, and that he’d leave the door open in case I got there when he was showering.
When I got to Seth’s place I let myself in and didn’t see Tom right away. Figuring he’d be in Seth’s room I went over and knocked on the door. “Bruce?” I heard him from inside.
“Yeah it’s me, should I come in?” I asked.
“Just give me a second! Can you wait out on the couch?” He yelled.
“Sure,” I responded, and went to sit on the couch. I was there for a while so I started to get lost in my head. I first remembered the first night I had fucked Tom and how everything had started on the very couch I was sitting in. I then thought about my friendship with Seth and how things hadn’t changed between us. We still talked like nothing had happened between the three of us. I still worried things might get weird. Not only did I care about Seth but I didn’t want to mess with the team.
That is exactly why I never slept with anyone on the team, as much as I’ve been tempted some times. There would be drama and feelings involved that I wouldn’t be able to control. Especially because guys tend to want more after I fuck them. But here, it wasn’t like I was fucking Seth. And yet there was a certain feeling that I was getting into something that could be just as problematic. I had talked about this with both Scott and Ryan. Ryan thought it was super hot and congratulated me. Scott was sure something would eventually go wrong. But I think the fact that I get along with Seth so well is precisely why this is going to all turn out fine. If he was someone who hated me then that would be another story.
That’s when the sound of a door took me out of my thoughts. I looked up and saw Tom walking towards the living room. He was naked except for a white towel wrapped around his waist. “Hi,” he said.
“Hi,” I replied as he sat on the couch, as far away from me as possible. Had I misinterpreted my invitation? Neither of us said anything for a while and I realized we were just nervous. It dawned on me that this was the first time we hung out together, just the two of us, without Seth. And I don’t just mean sexually. It’s funny how even after I’ve fucked him twice, he is still just my friend’s boyfriend.
I wanted to at least break the ice, I knew it wouldn’t be long before Seth came home. “Thought you were getting ready, but what took you so long?” I asked.
“I was getting ready,” he replied, looking into my eyes.
“I thought you were naked when I knocked. And you didn’t want me to come in because you were getting dressed. But now you come out and you are almost naked,” I said, confused.
“That’s because for you guys getting ready means throwing on an old pair of boxers. But some of us have to do the hard work and deep cleaning whenever we have a booty call,” he clarified in a condescending tone.
Oh right! I always forget bottoms got to clean before sex. “So this is a booty call?” I asked him suggestively.
“What did you think it was?” He asked, “You thought Seth just wanted you here to keep me company?”
I smiled at his sarcasm, “Well maybe he just wanted to make sure no one broke in and fucked his unsuspecting boyfriend. So he called his good friend to keep him safe.”
I saw the trace of a smile in his face before he played along, “Oh my! Do you think I’m in danger then?” He acted as if he was actually in danger, looking around the empty apartment for any trouble.
“Well, you should probably come closer, just in case” I told him.
He stood up and stopped right in front of me, “Is this better?” He said as he was dropping down right next to me. But I caught him and made him sit on my lap.
“Much better,” I whispered into his ear. I could feel how much I affected him, “After all, look at you. It would be very easy to come in here and take advantage of you. Any man could just come in… manhandle you into his arms… run his hands through your chest… suck on your neck…,” As I listed these things I ran my hands through his naked torso, and my tongue on his neck. Before continuing I even sucked hard on his neck, eliciting a loud moan and hopefully leaving a mark.
“They could just as easily undo your towel… exposing your hard cock… and perhaps playing with it too…,” I was now massaging his dick with my right hand, while the left one ran all over his body, “And if you were not careful, they could get rid of the towel entirely…,” After I said this I pushed him off of me quickly and had him turn around, while I threw the towel across the couch. I then sat him back down on my legs, but this time he was facing me. His eyes were still closed and he was just letting me move him around.
“And without the towel, the only thing separating your hole and his long hard cock are his pants. So you’d be able to feel his hard on through the clothes and grind on it, unable to resist, wishing he’d just shove it inside,” he was grinding against my crotch and he was so close to me that his cock was pressed against my abdomen. Our faces were merely inches apart and my right hand was now looking for his asshole behind him, “And if you were a good boyfriend you would have stopped him as soon as he came in. But since you are a slut, you’d be turned on. You’d be aching for his lips on yours,” he tried to kiss me but I put a finger inside his asshole and he stopped midway, savoring the sensation.
“You’d probably look for a way to get his cock out, as slutty as you are, and rub your pussy against it,” he unbuttoned my pants and stood, sitting back down right on my cock, as it grazed his most sacred entrance, ” But at least you are a clean slut, and you wouldn’t just take any man bareback. Not a stranger who broke in… or even your boyfriend’s friend…,” I was about to insert a second finger when he jumped off of me, almost possessed.
He stripped me from my shirt and began passionately kissing me. It was our weirdest kiss yet, he felt like he wanted to eat my mouth. Still it was hot knowing I had him that turned on. We sucked faces for a few minutes. With his hands admiring my body. Eventually he started undoing my pants, and took them off while getting on his knees. He blew me like a man on a mission, and I realized what that mission was when he actually got me all the way inside his throat. I almost came right then and there.
I was calling him a slut and a whore all while he blew me. It was the most vocal we had been during sex. The other times it had been completely silent, except for the moaning. I think it had to do with all three of us being uncomfortable at the situation of me fucking my friend’s boyfriend in front of him. But now that Seth wasn’t here I wanted to see just how kinky his boyfriend Tom could be. And I had an idea of how I was going to test that out.
“Where are we fucking?” I was ready for the main event.
“In the shower,” he said, taking my cock out of his mouth but still holding it in his hands, “Seth says he doesn’t want to see us this time.”
I stood up and he got up in front of me. I leaned down to pick my clothes up but he stopped me, “Don’t bother, Seth wants to see the traces of what happened once he gets back.”
I was used to things being like this whenever I was fucking someone in a relationship. It might seem strange but the one that’s being cucked, as Seth was here, was usually the main focus. Everything was done in a way in which he’d get pleasure out of it. So I shouldn’t have minded hearing Tom was thinking of Seth’s enjoyment of this rather than our own. But it still bothered me a bit.
Surely I had been I. This type of arrangement before but never with someone so close to me. And not only was Seth my friend but I guess Tom was too in a way. It was weird thinking about how my friends were in such a loving and committed relationship and I was just having fun. I guess when I first fucked Tom I assumed this was just a way for all three of us to have some fun. And it was but I was now realizing this was also a way for them to be more connected, it was a step forward in their relationship. So it felt weird being the only one of us that’s only in this for the fun.
I wouldn’t really victimize myself and say they were using me but in a way it felt like that. I had never been in a committed relationship before and I had never wanted to be. But feeling such contrast between my priorities and the priorities of guy’s my age was unsettling. Like with Scott, yeah he got his heart broken by Jack and it almost seems like they aren’t going to get back to being friends anymore but at least he knows what he wants. And that means something, in fact he is coming to the party with Jason later tonight.
But here I was and I didn’t know what I wanted. All I knew was I wanted to be balls deep inside Tom, who just happens to be my friend’s boyfriend, and make him scream my name. Even afterwards I ended up feeling like shit, like a dildo that guys use for pleasure and then drop in the nightstand drawer.
My thoughts were interrupted when I saw Tom lean down and expose his ass to me. I thought he was trying to provoke me but he was actually moving my stuff around. I realized he was moving things around to set up a better picture for Seth when he arrived. They must really love each other, “Let’s go,” he said while grabbing my hand and making me follow him to Seth’s room.
“You don’t have any change of clothes right?” He asked as we got inside the room. And when I said I didn’t he went to Seth’s closet and started to take out clothes for me to wear, “Seth says his clothes should fit you fine.”
“Yeah I guess,” we were mostly the same size so it was probably true, “Don’t you want to get in the shower already? We can deal with the clothes later,” I was very horny and I wanted to fuck him as soon as possible.
He looked at me with a grin, amused by my eagerness. “Hold on, don’t be impatient,” he said, “Besides Seth will probably be here when we come out and he doesn’t want to see us naked. He says he wants us to act like nothing happened, so will have to be ready before we come out of the bathroom,” as he spoke he was holding different pieces of clothing in front of my body, trying to decide what he wanted me to wear for tonight. I figured this was how couples got ready before going to a party together and it felt weird being in this position with someone I knew to already be in a relationship. “As much as acting like nothing is going on might work for a fantasy, you guys really should talk about this.”
I knew what he meant, “Have you guys talked about this?”
“You mean have I talked to my boyfriend about the guy he is giving me permission to fuck on the side?” He was extremely sarcastic and I felt stupid for having asked.
“You’re right, sorry. I meant-” I began saying but he cut me off.
“I know what you meant. The truth is we love each other. But this is something that apparently turns him on a lot. When he saw you fucking me last semester he says he realized some shit within him that he had never even thought of before. And I love making him happy so I want us (I knew he meant him and Seth) to explore this side of him,” he made a small pause and then continued, “And while he thinks you are the perfect guy for this he is also worried you might have lost respect for him, both as a friend and as a man.”
“Of course I don’t respect him any less,” I said immediately.
“Well you should tell him that because it’s eating him up inside,” by now he had already chosen my clothes and we went into the bathroom.
“I will, it’s just not so easy opening up like that,” I admitted.
“Bullshit!” He said, “You guys have fucked me one after the other twice by now. And now you are here because he called you to come fuck his boyfriend while he is out. So don’t tell me it’s hard for you guys to talk about your feelings,” he had turned on the shower and jumped inside by then. He looked at a little mirror they had up inside the shower and gasped a little, “Oh! You left a mark!” He said touching the spot where I had kissed him earlier on his neck.
“I did, I want everyone later tonight to see it and think that your boyfriend and you just finished having fun. Not knowing it was actually me you were getting dirty with,” I said from outside the shower.
“Kinky! I like it!” He said, “And Seth will probably like it too, though you should ask next time, we might not have been as lucky.”
I was beginning to wonder if he actually wanted me here or if he was just doing this for Seth. “So you are only doing this because it turns Seth on?” I asked him.
“Bruce, look at me,” I was already looking at him so I didn’t know what he meant. The confusion must have shown on my face, “Look at me Bruce, do you see how I’m standing?”
I really looked this time and saw he was facing the wall with his back against me. But furthermore, I noticed he had his hands against the wall and that he was actually bent so that his ass was pointed upwards. His legs were spread apart from each other.
With his head still turned to look towards me he went on, “Yeah, Seth likes to see you fucking me and I wouldn’t do this if he didn’t. But since he does, trust me, the only person that wants your dick inside my ass as much as you do, is me. So get the lube and condoms from under the sink and just fuck me already!”
I opened the small doors and grabbed a condom, but left the lube inside. I put the condom on while walking into the shower. It was a simple shower and it barely had any space behind Tom for me to stand but I managed.
“We won’t be using the lube,” I said as I cupped his ass with my hands.
“What?!” He asked startled and tried to turn around but I held him in place, “Look, I like your dick, alright? But you are NOT putting that thing inside me without some sort of lube!”
“I know…” and I dropped down to my knees and began to lick his asshole.
“Oh my god! Bruce!” He was breathing fast, “What are you doing?”
“Getting you ready for my dick,” I stopped rimming him only to answer but then went straight back in.
I couldn’t believe Seth had never eaten Tom’s ass before. As a top I could never leave one of my bottom’s asshole unlicked. I just love the taste and the naughtiness of the act. And now with Tom’s anus on the end of my tongue I could say for sure what I had suspected when I saw it first last semester. It tasted delicious.
“Seth has never done this before!” He said.
“Do you want me to stop,” I pulled my head back to ask.
“Fuck no! Keep going, this is amazing!” He actually pushed her ass out to meet my face and I immediately put my tongue out and slid it inside his hole. “Oh my god yes!”
I had already licked the entirety of his entrance but now I was just holding my erect tongue in place while he writhed back and forth on it, fucking himself with my tongue. I knew he would love it, I’ve never met a bottom who doesn’t like to get rimmed. And the first one is all the more special.
“I want you to fuck me already,” he said as he stopped thrusting, but when I stood up I noticed I had gone soft already.
I started to jerk myself with the condom still on but it was so thick and my hand so wet that I could barely feel anything. Tom got desperate and he turned around and grabbed my cock. He jerked me furiously and I slowly began to grow harder. But Tom, still desperate, took the condom off and threw it away, still jerking me. “Think that’s good enough?” He asked, my cock now almost fully hard.
“Yeah, but… the condom-,” I began.
“Fuck the condom! You just ate my ass, you can fuck me bareback,” he stated.
That was the last bit I needed to grow to full mast. He was about to turn away from me again but I didn’t let him. Instead I grabbed his hips and lifted him off the ground, pushing his back against the shower wall. While standing up he was barely as tall as my shoulders, but in this position our faces were leveled and I immediately kissed him. He naturally wrapped his legs around my waist, helping me carry him better and allowing my hands to move below his ass. I spread his cheeks open and felt the surroundings of his hole with the tip of my dick.
His hands were around my neck so there was no hand guiding my dick to enter him. I found it incredibly hot to look for his hole like this, and from the way Tom was moaning he did too. I moved around for a while, massaging the underside of his ass with my dick while it searched for the proper entrance. When it found the entrance, the tip of my dick appeared to be magnetized to the slump in his bottom, allowing me to move no further. I didn’t go in immediately, choosing to tease a little longer.
“Just do me already!” He screamed after a while.
“Ahhhh!” He cried when I pushed my whole length inside of him, in a single thrust. I didn’t really give him much time to adjust. He had taken my dick twice before by then so I wasn’t about to hold back, and I was sure he didn’t want me to.
It seemed I was right, because when I started pounding into him with a fast rhythm he began moaning in sync with my thrusts. The acoustics of the bathroom made for a nice echo. It was hot to have the sound in the shower be dominated by my hips slamming against his ass, his frequent moans and the water as a backdrop. I found it so hot that I refrained myself from making out with Tom because I wanted to hear him moaning. But after a while I decided to just let go.
I kissed him and stuck my tongue into his mouth. He was kissing me back but he was so lost in pleasure that he was mostly just sucking on my tongue, as if he wanted to take it away from me.
As for my dick, it finally got to feel Tom’s insides with no condom. He was warm inside and the edge of his anus massaged my shaft as it went in and out. His hands were on my back, unable to get a good grip due to the water from the shower. They kept slipping and Tom kept slamming them on my back again and again, hoping the strength would give him a better hold. I was wishing he wouldn’t try to use his nails, one of the guys I had fucked last week kept scratching my back every time I went into him, it was hot at first but my back was still sensitive from it.
Fortunately, Tom didn’t do that and just kept using his fingers. I was now also using my arms to lift him a little whenever I pulled out. I wasn’t worried about dropping him because I had done this with guys much bigger and heavier than him. When I felt my climax close I quickly debated whether to warn him but lust took the better of me. I thought that since he had let me fuck him bareback it would be okay for me to cum in him.
I held him in place when I started shooting the cum out of my dick. My hips were now only barely moving, synced with the spasms of my body. Tom didn’t say anything, instead he actually started to cum just a little after I did. His sperm was shooting against my abs just as mine was shooting inside his ass. We had broken our kiss as we climaxed but when we were done he searched for my mouth and I gave in. We made out for a few seconds, much slower and gentler this time, though every bit as lustily.
When I finally pulled him down he actually thanked me, saying that was the best shower sex he had ever had. We began to shower and we didn’t say much at first, but then I figured I had just shot a load inside this guy so there was no point feigning decency now. We joked some and even flirted a little, our hands constantly touching each other. By the end I actually felt like we were just two friends who were just done playing a video game or something.
That was until he told me again that I should talk to Seth about all this. We were out of the shower already and getting dressed. No longer playfully touching each other as we had done in the shower. I assured him I would talk to Seth at the party and told him he should be there too. But he said that this was a talk that Seth and I should have alone, and that we could all three talk after that was done. Once we were done in the bathroom we went out, Seth was waiting in the living room and the party would be starting soon.
*****
The start of the party had been slow, as usual. People had arrived early and no one was really in the mood yet. But as it got darker and more people began to arrive, the music got louder and the ambience relaxed. My roommates had arrived already, though they seemed to have switched roles tonight. It was usually Ryan who arrived late to these things, with a hottie on one arm who he had probably just met that night. While Scott was usually alone, since his boyfriend lived away, and he normally arrived early.
Tonight Ryan had been one of the first to arrive. He was hoping Alec would get there without Zach, who was probably going to be coming to the party with Stan, and he’d get a chance to put the moves on him quickly. But they had all arrived together as a group and Ryan was hesitant to go talk to Alex with Zach next to him. I told him that was the whole point of this, for Stan and Zach to see him flirt with him. But he didn’t think Alec would flirt back if Zach was around. So he just hung around instead, waiting for Alec to be alone. It’s a good thing that he is so popular amongst the football team, because he still had fun with them while he waited for his chance.
Scott on the other hand had gotten here late. And since he wasn’t trying to seduce someone as Ryan was, he actually came in with a companion. My teammate Jason was with him. After Ryan and Scott asked me to encourage Jason to ask Scott out they had been constantly talking to each other. Earlier today they had gone on their first date, which is why they were late, and from the looks of it things had gone great. Arriving at a party together was a sure way to let people know they were dating. At least that’s the way it was in Monty Hall.
They came to say hello to me as soon as they arrived. Ryan was with me at that moment and I couldn’t help but notice that both Ryan and I had been sexually involved with Jason within the last two weeks while Scott, who was actually dating him, probably hadn’t. Knowing Scott they had just barely kissed tonight. I have to admit I found that cute about Scott, he would never be the type of guy to just have sex with someone on a first date. Possibly not until they were officially boyfriends. To be honest I also found it quite hot. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized about breaking those morals and fucking him when we first met. But now we were good friends and I respected him for holding on to his principles.
As the party went on I actually lost track of them. Tom kept glancing at me from across the room and my cock twitched from the thought that we had been fucking before everyone had arrived. I eventually remembered he wanted me to talk to Seth and so I did.
I asked him if we could talk in private so we went into his bedroom and closed the door. I didn’t know what to say at first but he thankfully broke the ice and actually thanked me for what had been going on with Tom. He explained it was a side of him that he realized was there last semester and that he wanted to keep exploring it. He then went on to say he was glad I hadn’t pushed him to talk about it or made him feel awkward. He asked me if I’d be okay with things moving forward as they had been (a.k.a. me fucking Tom more) and I said I wanted that too.
Then I asked him one thing that had been bothering me since the first night. I asked him if he was attracted to me or why did he get so turned on watching me fuck his boyfriend. He immediately assured me that wasn’t the case and I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn’t want any drama with him since we were such good friends. Plus, Seth knew I was exclusively a top when it came to sex, and I knew he was too. And I didn’t even want to think about what he’d want to do.
I remembered what happened last weekend. The team and I had gone out for drinks and a guy who I hadn’t seen before, apparently an older graduate student who had played tight end for the school’s team a few years before my time, had been there and had come on to me. I found him very attractive so we spent the whole night talking and we almost hooked up. But someone mentioned to me at some point how much of a stud he was and upon asking they told me he was one hundred percent a top. So I lowered the contact with him for the rest of the night and didn’t even say goodbye at the end, since I didn’t want him to get the impression I was up for him fucking.
I actually explained that whole thing to Seth. How I had been really into this guy and had wanted to hook up with him, but how learning he was also a top had been a deal breaker for me, so much that I hoped I didn’t have to run into him again. And how it would be the same if he was into me himself, since I had no sexual interest in another top.
Seth again assured me that wasn’t the case and then told me he was sorry, since he didn’t know. I didn’t understand what he was referring to until he explained that the guy I was talking about was invited to tonight’s party and would probably be arriving soon.