After catching his breath, C.J. extracts his spent cock, soaking Stu’s balls with the sperm stew. Exhausted, I dismount from Stu and collapse between him an C.J. on the bed. Within moments, we’re all asleep.
C.J. jolts awake about a half hour later. I only wake up myself when I realize that he is sucking my surprisingly hard dick.
He’s looking up at me with an expression of love and lust. I feel butterflies as I realize that I’m falling in love with him, despite my best efforts to keep things on a friends-with-benefits level. But I guess it was kind of inevitable since that Saturday when I offered to put him up for a few days.
My moans serve to wake Stu up. He strokes his enormous cock while watching C.J. try to swallow my much more modest member. The tableau enhances my sexual excitement, bringing me ever closer to my third orgasm of the night. Sensing this, C.J. sticks two fingers into my battered hole. Stu is stroking faster and faster, and ropes of cum start shooting out of his dick. At the same time, C.J. sticks a third finger into my hole, scoring a direct hit on my prostate. Once again, C.J. manages to swallow every drop of my load.
After a healthy recovery period spent making out, we decide to call it a night. I offer Stu the opportunity to take a shower before heading home. “Hell no,” he replies. “I want Nigel to be able to smell me from a mile away!”
C.J. and I collapse into the big ol’ bed at home and fall asleep wrapped in each others’ arms.
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We sleep late the following morning, and after a light breakfast, we take a long hot shower together. Knowing that we’d be messing around with Daryl that evening, we refrained from dealing with our inevitable erections.
We head over to the play space about an hour before we expect Daryl, since things would need some tidying up before the fun could get underway.
At the appointed hour, Daryl knocks at the door. Naked, C.J. goes to answer and let him in. Laughing, they make their way down the narrow stairs.
“I’m definitely overdressed!” Daryl exclaims, when he sees that I, too, have shed all of my clothing. Immediately, he strips down to his very hairy birthday suit and grabs the two of us into a bear hug.
Daryl’s cock is swelling, as is C.J.’s. Soon they are making out, kissing deeply and groping each other. Before I know it, Daryl is on his knees with C.J.’s dick in his mouth. C.J. groans. I step behind C.J., nuzzle my beard against the nape of his neck and start playing with his nipples. My stiffening cock rests between his furry buns.
C.J. grabs Daryl’s head and starts fucking his face vigorously. Daryl manages to keep up, for the most part, until C.J. starts filling his mouth with cum. It starts running out the corners of Daryl’s mouth, soaking his impressive beard. Daryl falls back on his haunches, his stiff penis slapping obscenely against his hairy belly, spraying precum across his chest. He has a dazed expression on his face. I don’t think he expected to have his throat assaulted so intensely.
Without warning, I grab C.J.’s hips and force my bare cock into his ass. He yelps briefly, then groans as I start fucking him hard and fast. Daryl is fascinated by the intensity of our intercourse; he rolls over on his back and slides between C.J.’s legs so that he can see my dick moving like a piston in and out of C.J.’s hole. I notice that he is masturbating furiously while he watches. Barely a minute has passed before I reach the point of no return, unloading an inordinate amount of cum into C.J.’s rectum. After the last pulsation of my spent cock, I pull out, causing a great deal of cum to land on Daryl’s face. That seems to be the critical stimulus for Daryl, and he shoots ropes of semen that land square in C.J.’s face and on his chest.
This has all happened within the first twenty minutes after Daryl’s arrival. We all pile onto the bed to attempt to recover our senses.
For the next half hour, Daryl is stretched out between C.J. and me. We each bury our noses in one of Daryl’s hairy, stinky armpits. He starts giggling as our beards tickle him, which only encourages us to torment him further. Before long, he’s drawn his legs up to try to fend us off. I take the opportunity to quickly move so that I can give his hairy asshole the rimming it deserves.
I feel Daryl’s anus pulsing under my tongue. He groans loudly, in between moments of making out with C.J., especially when my moustache brushes against his damp hole. I replace my tongue with fingers, first one, then two, then three. Daryl opens up easily, and I feel his rectum clamp down on my fingers as I brush against his prostate.
I wink at C.J. “He’s ready for you.”
C.J. takes my place between Daryl’s legs. His cock is rock hard again, and he doesn’t delay in plundering our former roommate’s ass. C.J. dispenses with foreplay and buildup, since I’ve already handled those duties. Daryl lets out a yelp as C.J. enters him roughly and proceeds to fuck him fast and hard.
The determined expression on C.J.’s face, coupled with the lustful discomfort on Daryl’s, turn me on more than I thought possible. I start jerking my cock with abandon, and feel my orgasm approaching quickly thanks to the extra stimulation before me. I position myself just right, so that I shoot my cum directly onto C.J.’s cock as it withdraws from Daryl’s hole. The next insertion carries my cum into Daryl, and my next three shots soak C.J.’s pubes and Daryl’s taint.
That proves to be the moment of no return for C.J. He cries out as his cock swells and ejects another load of cum into Daryl. Daryl whimpers as his impressive dick starts shooting, hands free.
Once again, C.J. and I sprawl on the bed with Daryl’s sweaty body between us. We all know that the recovery period will be longer than the last time, especially when Daryl starts snoring softly. Soon, C.J. follows suit, and I drift into a light sleep as well.
About an hour has passed when Daryl wakes up, needing to take a piss. He extracts himself from the arms that C.J. and I have thrown across his body, and slowly makes his way to the bathroom. I notice that he has a gob of C.J.’s cum is stuck to his hairy asscrack.
“Damn, that was a hell of a lot of fun,” he says as he returns, a single drop of piss clinging to his dick. “I don’t know if I can take any more of you guys tonight!”
“We’ll see about that,” I reply as he retakes his position between C.J. and me. We both start running our fingers through the hair on Daryl’s chest. Soon we’re toying with his nipples, which quickly become as stiff as pencil erasers.
“By the way, thanks for coming to my wedding,” he says, trying in vain to change the subject. His swelling dick betrays how he’s really feeling right now.
“I really enjoyed meeting your family,” I reply. “Your entire family was very nice to us.”
“My folks are really cool,” Daryl replies when he can catch his breath. “They got married right out of high school, and Dave came along within a year. They waited seven years before having me.”
“Fascinating,” C.J. mumbles, in between nibbles on Daryl’s nipple.