Silly boy. Of course I wanted it. He started to spasm as I squeezed his full balls. The first rope of his creamy cum hit the back of my throat and I quickly swallowed it. Same with the second. The third followed before I’d finished the previous spurt so some dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin and on to his legs. Alan was quickly there, licking up the escaping juice. I saved the final spurt to share but Lucas didn’t want to know. Instead, Alan’s lips met mine and his searching tongue found the prize we both loved.
Lucas scrambled up from the bed.
“I can’t go on with this. I thought I could but its wrong! You two carry on, I’m sure Alan can’t wait to fuck you.” Lucas said in a derisory tone. He waited a moment, perhaps hoping Alan would leave with him but quickly realised Alan was going nowhere.
“Let him go Jack, we still have loads to do.”
My head was spinning as I heard the front door slam shut. I hardly noticed that Alan was lubing his cock ready to fuck me, just as Lucas had suggested.
“Wiggle that slutty ass!” Alan demanded.
I was on autopilot as he fucked me to the hilt, splashing a load inside me.
Alan didn’t eat me after, instead he just strolled to the shower, leaving me a used mess, spunk leaking from mouth and ass.
I lay on my bed and started to sob. Where had it all gone wrong?
There was a light tap on my door and Alan entered, dressed now.
I covered myself with a blanket. Despite crying, I was still hard.
“Didn’t quite go according to plan, Jack. I did my best though.”
“I know you did, lover.”
“What are you hiding under there?” Alan asked and removed the blanket, exposing my stiffie.
“Mmmmm is that for me?” he cooed.
“Always, Alan.”
He descended on it, his moist lips rubbing my shaft. The suction tightening as he went on. He had a finger tickling my hole too and as he inserted a finger, I shot my load, holding his head tightly in place.
I loved the gurgling sound he made, as he swallowed my seed.
Alan crawled up to me and kissed me full on the lips. “I love you Jack, believe me. It’s you I want, not Lucas.”
My heart was racing. “Really? You love me?”
“Yes Jack, I love you, my little slut. Lucas bores me but you are up for anything. We’ll never be exclusive to each other but I want to share so many kinky experiences with you.”
“Oh Alan, I’ve fallen in love with you too. I’m up for anything you suggest.”
“Lucas won’t be back tonight. Lets just stay here.”
I wasn’t arguing.
We lay with his arms around me and his cock pressed against my ass cheeks. He started to nibble at my neck and ears, which he knew drove me wild with desire.
“Fuck me again, Alan, please!” I moaned.
He started to oblige and I felt his length glide into me.
The fuck didn’t last long though as none other than Lucas appeared at my door.
“For fuck’s sake you two, can’t you get enough of each other?”
Alan turned and was about to speak when Lucas shut him down.
“I don’t want to hear any more excuses from you. You planned all this, didn’t you? Because you fancied my dad, you had me involved in stuff I shouldn’t have been.”
I could feel Alan’s cock soften inside of me. I tried to clench my butt to keep him in but failed.
Lucas then laid into me.
“The way you sucked earlier, that wasn’t your first cock, was it? You just wanted Alan too, so used me as a middle man.”
I could hardly answer with the truth. It would destroy us all.
“You’re right son, there’s a guy I met on-line, we had it first but i’m loving it.”
“Too much info, dad. Alan, our room please.”
Alan obeyed quite meekly and again I was alone.
I was too horny to sleep, so got dressed in a vest top and shorts and went to the car. I knew where I was headed, my favourite industrial estate.
I drove to the same dark corner as before and waited for a tap on the window. It was a balmy, dark night and suddenly a torch light was flashed in my face.
I opened the door and heard a familiar voice.
“I knew you’d be back you cocksucking, faggot slut. Back for a second helping eh?”
“Yes but I want more, I want you to fuck me.”
“I’m no homo, you cocksucker.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
“So me sucking you makes you straight but you fucking me makes you gay.”
He wasn’t the brightest specimen but he saw the irony.
“Okay but i’m not interested in your cock.”
“Fine by me, just get yours out, big boy!”
His fat veiny cock was soon in my face. I knew his mushroom head would hurt me at first but I didn’t care. I licked his hot knob and was rewarded by some early pre-cum.
“That’s it you faggot. You love my cock, don’t you?”
I looked him in the eyes and winked, as he pummeled the inside of my cheeks. My tongue was taking its time, I didn’t want him cumming yet.
I undid and pulled down my shorts, taking my briefs with them.
I turned, with my face on the leathery passenger seat. I spread my cheeks for him.
“My wife never lets me fuck her ass.” His words weren’t directed at me as such, more a statement of self-pity.
“There’s some lube in the glove compartment, it’ll make it easier for both of us.
He grunted his understanding and brought it out.
“Rub it on your cock head and some on my hole.”
The size of that helmet did worry me but I wanted to be fucked like the worthless faggot I now was.
He didn’t waste time with preliminaries, just rammed it in. I felt a searing pain at first and squealed out.
“You sound like a little girl, you faggot.”
He roared excitedly and pumped my hole with an added vigour.
The pain was easing and I could feel his cock pushing against my prostate. Now my noises were moans of pleasure.
“Plead for me to cum in you, slut.”
“Oh, please, please, fill me up. I need your cum.” I knew I sounded so servile and slutty, which was just what he wanted.
My shins were raw from banging the metalwork below tthe door, as he slowed down and began to tremble a little. Then with a guttural roar, he planted his seed inside of me, in three long spurts.
He withdrew and told me to get up and kneel on the asphalt. Then I licked his shrinking cock clean, savouring the last drops of cum.
We both pulled up our pants and I could sense he felt a tad guilty, maybe worried he was gay. I’d have loved to tell him to embrace it but he wasn’t ready.
“Now fuck off, you faggot and keep this to yourself!”
I was well warned and asked if he wanted me to return.
“You can empty my balls every night, sweetheart. You know where I am.”
It was the nicest thing he’d called me. I reciprocated by telling him I’d be his lover every night if he wanted.
I moved to kiss him, which was a risk but he didn’t stop me and it was him who introduced the first tongue.
“Come tomorrow and dress like the girl you sounded like earlier.”
That would be a new direction but one that kind of excited me.
As I arrived home, I could see lights were on downstairs. As I walked in I could see Alan, dozing on the couch. He awoke as I approached.
“That’s it, me and Lucas are finished this time. We just had a blazing row and he kicked me out of his bed.”
“So why not go to my bed?”
“He told me to but you weren’t there.”
“I needed some fresh air.”
“Needed more cock, more like.” He accurately observed.