CUMMIN' OFF AGE
by: Roarrr201@aol.com
Copyright by Roarrr201@aol.com. All rights reserved.
Warning: If you are offended by sex between men, you should stop reading now. This story is a fantasy. People frequently have unsafe sex in it - please don't feel encouraged to do the same. You might risk your life.
Comments and constructive criticism are very wellcome and encouraged; flames will be ignored.
Part III
First Tom - bent over the desk, his mouth stuffed by Tennyson's drilling dick, his ass high up in the air - had felt hands that tentatively traced each curve and contour of his asscheeks. Then a warm breathing had softly ruffled the dark fuzz that covered his strong, firm globes. Slowly the pressure of those hands increased. Acting on impulse Tom flexed his solid buttocks, firming them to muscular hardness. Then the long-fingered, strong hands opened the deep cleft between his buns wide open and a tongue - long, firm and wet - began to lick at the puckered, quivering ring muscle of his hole, brushing with a teasing roughness across the spasming sensitivity of his virgin butthole.
Shocked by the fact that a stranger had joined him and the guard who still fucked his mouth with long probing shoves Tom pushed himself off Tennyson's drooling dick. He wanted to see the intruder and tried to turn around only to find himself held firmly in place by the muscular security guard. Tennyson griped his head and shoulders with strong hands and snarled:
"Hey, where do you think your're going? You're going nowhere!"
Tom wanted to cry out for help but to his own great surprise his lips did not form the proper words: instead he heard just a long exstatic moan. It sounded strange in his ears, but without a doubt it was his own voice he heard. And then his body gained the upper hand over his mind: the stranger's tongue, brushing with a teasing roughness over his spasming asshole, shot a wave of raw lust through his spine and groin that made his stiff cock twitch and jerk. Suddenly he did not care anymore whose tongue it was that lapped teasingly at his butthole - the wet tongue and the overwhelmingly strong pleasure it brought him were all that mattered. He spread his legs wide and tried to meet the intruding tongue. With closed eyes he heard himself stammer phrases he had read in those gay porn novels he had so eagerly devoured lately. They just seemed the right thing to say and he felt that voicing them made him even more horny:
"Yeah... that's hot... so fuckin' hot! Get your face in there between my buns and eat me... eat me good! Yeah, like that... like that. Give me your tongue. I'll open up for you... wide... and let you in."
Tennyson, his huge cock hovering right before Tom's face, chuckled: "You're a natural, boy!"
Right at the same moment the stranger who kneeled behind Tom lunged forward, pressing his face firmly into the sweaty, hairy valley between the solid arcs of the boy's asscheeks, clamping his hot lips at the quivering ring muscle and his long tongue probed deep into Tom's butthole. The boy, his big meat throbbing strongly entrapped between his firm stomach and the sticky table, groaned with pleaure,rocking backward, grinding his ass passionately against the man's face. Once again words came easy:
"Ohhh, Christ.... give me your tongue! Suck my ass! Ohhh, fuck... do it... rim me... give me that hot, wet tongue of yours... going up my ass! Ohhh, yeah... keep suckin' ass, you horny bastard!"
The guard chuckled again: "A real natural!" And with that he shoved his rock-hard dick back into the boy's mouth, thus cutting short his filthy shant. The combined sensations of a huge, throbbing shaft of manmeat filling his mouth and a wet, twirling tongue stretching his ass pushed Tom over the edge: he sobbed a stiffled cry of pleasure around the guard's pistoning dick, his heart hammered and, shoving his ass back against the stranger's face urgently, his aching balls drew close to his groin and his cock seemed to double in size and length. And then he felt a huge load of cum pumped up in his dick until it was at his cockhead, the piss-slit opening up and releasing the first violent volley. Trapped between the slippery desk and his sweating body Tom's throbbing rod shot jet after jet of hot, steaming cum on the table until his thrashing upper torso slid around in a large pool of jism. For long moments all he could do was grunt and groan, writhe and moan as again and again his cock seemed to recoil and then erupt with a new flow of thick cum. Then, to his disapointment and relief, a final gush of jism erupted from his jerking dick and he knew the climax was over.
Still Tom knew that he was in the company of two men who hadn't cum yet.
Breathing hard around Tennyson's now gently rocking dick Tom heard the guard chuckle again: "Mhhh, looks like the boy has lost his load. What do you think? I'd say that solves the problem of lubrification."
Slowly the probing tongue left Tom's spasming asshole and a hand sneaked under his heaving body and scooped up a generous amount of his warm, sticky cum. Still almost unconscious from his shattering orgasm the boy felt that the stranger who kneeled behind him began to spread his own cum in his already well-licked butthole. Of course Tom knew exactly what would happen next. Surprisingly his dick had not gone soft right after his climax and it became completely hard again when three long, slimy fingers stretched his twitching ring muscle. He felt himself loosening up and he was ready for his first fuck - he wanted it, he needed it. Expectantly he waited that something more substantial would replace the inadequate probe of those fingers. Sexy and titillating as it was it just wasn't enough. He wanted more - he wanted a huge, hard, throbbing dick up his ass - he waited and longed for it eagerly, but also fearfully.
With some confusion Tom realized that the image of his father shot through his mind for a second or two, the image of his dad as he had seen him once in the shover when they had gone for a swim in the local public pool just before the family had been split up by his parent's divorce: the towering figure of a handsome, dark man with hard, well defined muscles and heaving chest, a large bulge and taut asscheeks straining the fabric of his tight, slighty worn trunks, drops of water glistening in the thick mat of dark hair that covered his strong pecs, his flat stomach and his long, muscular legs. Puzzled Tom felt his asshole twitch and his dick started to leak pre-cum again. But then the image was gone .
Finally the man behind Tom stood up. A strong body, emanating an incredible heat and the overpowering scent of sweat and sex, moved over the boy's bent upper torso. A hard cock brushed across the glowing skin of his asscheeks and gently probed into the wet valley between them that dripped with spit and cum. With closed eyes Tom held his breath in anticipation. He wanted to concentrate on the moment when he was taken by a man for the very first time. The locker-room fuck with the blond man just a few moments before had been his most intense sexual experience so far but he knew by instinct that the next moments would be even more decisive. He had shoved his dick into the blond man's tight hole almost without thinking, lost in passing moment of pure sex. This here was different: now he wanted man-to-man sex with all his heart, he wanted to be fucked and he knew that he would enjoy it just as much - or maybe even more so - than his active part earlier on. Tennyson was right: he was a natural at these things and he rejoiced at that fact.
The guard who sensed the boy's mounting agitation, reluctantly stopped his mouth-fuck and slowly withdrew his pulsing shaft from Tom's lips. His head resting on the table, eyes still tightly shut, Tom was prepared. The stranger was now on top of him. The strong, heavy body pressed the boy down. Soft lips nuzzled his ear. Tom sighed.
And then the man began to shove his dick into Tom's asshole. The boy gasped when the huge prickhead entered him. Against his will he suddenly panicked and tried to fight, to resist, but the man's strong hands held him firmly in place.
"Relax, baby!", the man whispered into his ear with a rasping voice: "Don't fight! Relax, open up for me!"
Murmuring more soothing words into the boy's ear the man slowly began to shove his rockhard dick deeper into the tight, well-lubricated hole before him. Very slowly and cautiously he drilled one inch of his huge cock into the boy's spasming hole and paused for a while to give Tom time to adjust. Then he shoved forward again and waited, taking his time, shoved deeper still and waited. While inch after inch of hot dick slowly slit into his ass, going further and further up, Tom's mind spinned. His breathing became irregular. This was a monster cock! He could not believe how long and thick and hard and hot it was. There seemed to be no end to it. He longed to see this dick, to touch it with his hands but at the same he wanted it to be in his ass, right there, up to the hilt. He knew even more strongly than before that it belonged there, that he had waited for a very long time just for this: to be fucked by a man, a real man with strong arms that held him in place while he worked a huge rod of manmeat into him. The man's chest hair scratched at Tom's back. He heard him moan:
"Ohhh, baby, this is so hot! So hot!! I'm almost... almost in! This is one of the hottest assholes I've ever had... and believe me, I had... many... of them, many! Ohh... here it comes, baby! This is the last... the last inch... of my fuckin'... eleven inches!!"
Tom whimpered with shuddering delight when he felt the firm solidity of the man's strongly muscled lower belly and tighs pressed hard against his ass-cheeks. The man's hairy balls slapped softly on Tom's upturned butt. He had it all! He had taken every last one of those hot, throbbing inches of thick dick, had them inside him, eleven inches of thick, pulsing dick, stretching into him, feeling as though they could swell even more, stretch out until they reached right up into his throat. Slowly he opened his eyes. His gaze fell on the man's hand on the desk, fingers spread wide to support the strong torso that now hovered above Tom's bent body. Instantly the boy noticed a golden ring at one of the man's fingers. For a second his heart stopped to beat. Arching his neck completely to the right he finally saw out of the corner of his eyes the man whose thick rod pulsed and throbbed deep down in his butthole: head tilted forward, waves of long, blond hair wreathing his down-turned face the man whom Tom had fucked in the locker-room earlier on gazed down on him.
"Hi again", the man said casually.
He grinned broadly and shoved his dick even deeper into Tom's ass. The boy gasped - as much because of surprise as because of the man's sudden lunge forward into his already well-stretched hole. Teasingly slowly the man pulled his pulsing dick back until only the large head was still trapped in the boy's clamping ring muscle.
"Who... are... you?," Tom managed to ask fighting for his breath - he was after all a well-bred boy.
"Call me Bob," the man answered and thrust his dick back into Tom's spasming butthole with just one long shove.
Tom moaned. He tried to speak again but when he opened his mouth Tennyson, who was still right on front of the table, his dick rock-hard and oozing pre-cum, took advantage of this opportunity: he forced his dickhead once again between Tom's lips, spreading them wide. The boy's head was spinning with delight when he felt himself impaled from both sides. He lashed out with eager, juicy tongue, laving the entire surface of Tennyson's jaws-stretching cockhead with spit, and then groaned with exctacy as he felt both men lean into him at the same time, driving their dicks slowly into his body, one went into his mouth and throat, his lips already aching with the effort of absorbing so much volume, the other one went up into his ass, stretching as wide as possible and feeling as though it must rip apart from the almost unbearable pressue of all that big meat sliding into him. Then both men were inside him right up to the hilt. Two cocks, pulsing and throbbing wildly, filled Tom up completely. They stretched so far into his body that they seemed to meet somewhere in his belly, cockhead brushing against cockhead, two steady streams of pre-cum mingling in his guts.
The guard and the blond man whose name Tom had just learned kissed above the boy's bent, writhing figure: their mouths met, tongues darting out, battling, swirling around each other, laving each other, ramming into the other mouth as deep as possible, up and down, back and forth, eager to reach every area of it. Small drops of spit fell on the hot skin of Tom's heaving back. His view obstructed by Tennyson's muscular torso Tom could only guess what happened above him but the sounds he heard spurred his imagination. He longed to join the two men in their sensuous kiss and regreted that nature had not endowed man with two mouths so that he would be able to suck and kiss at the same time.
Gasping, panting, breathless, silently pleading for more, Tom then reached behind him with trembling hands and grasped Bob's taut asscheeks and tried to draw him even closer. He motioned the man to fuck him hard and was instantly rewarded by a relentless thrust up his butthole. Tongues still struggling in their clamping mouths Bob and the guard set up an accelerating rhythm of fucking.
Their movements were synchronised: each time the blond man behind Tom slammed forward, burying the whole length of his giant eleven inch hard-on in the boy's spasming hole Tennyson retracted and pulled his throbbing shaft out of the boy's eagerly sucking mouth until just the head of it still stuck in the wet crevice - and then he surged forward, driving his drooling dick back into Tom's throat while Bob eased his drooling dick back. Tom, writhing and squirming on the slippery table, tried to unhinge his jaws and opened up his ass as wide as he could. He stroked and explored Tennyson's powerful legs and his taut asscheeks, fingertips fluttering tentatively, working their way up and down on the man's thighs, brushing repeatedly over the pulsing tension of rocking, flexing ass. Tom heard the guard grunt approvingly when he finally shoved one of his fingers inside the cleft between Tennyson's taut asscheeks, found his spasming ring muscle and drilled his finger gradually inside until it sank up into the man's clenching asshole to the knuckle and stayed there. At the same time the boy clamped his buttocks tight around Bob's probing, thrusting dick, trying to capture the pulsing, thick shaft. He felt full of cock and lube, both his ass and his throat slick and slimy with the copious flow of pre-cum that ozzed out of both the invading, drilling cocks. The room reverberated with moans, groans and the juicy, wet sound of kissing, sucking and fucking. Every now and then Bob and the guard broke their wild kiss for shouts of lust and pleasure:
"Great ass!"
"Great mouth!"
"Shove your dick into that tight asshole, man!"
"Give him your cock! Up to the hilt!Drive it home!"
"Fuck him, man. Fuck that boy! Fuck his ass!"
"Fuck that face!Yeah, make his jaws ache! Drive it home, that big cock of yours!"
When Tom let Tennyson's dick slip out of his mouth for a moment because he desparately needed some air the blond man, still fucking him like there would be no tomorrow, bent down his upper torso and brought his lips down on Tom's mouth. Once their lips had touched the boy responded with fierce passion. Straining his neck he brought his head up from the table as far as he could and eagerly opened his mouth to receive his first kiss - the first real kiss - from a man. Just the thought of it had made his drooling dick jerk earlier on - now it was happening. Bob slipped his tongue forward and with a spirited glee he drove it inside between Tom's opened lips. The boy gasped: he couldn't help but be impressed by the talented way in which the older man circulated his tongue: it twisted and turned arousingly around his own tongue. Once again Tom learned very quickly: with a groan of lustfull excitement he sucked hard to pull Bob's tongue as far inside his mouth and throat as possible. Then, never breaking the pressure of their swirling tongues against each other, he tried to shove back deep into the other man's throat but Bob's tongue kept squirming around in his mouth until the man retaliated by pulling Tom's eager tongue so relentlessly deep into his mouth that it tantalizingly hurt at the roots.
After several moments they felt their wet, juicy kiss separated by the thick column of Tennyson's dick: the security guard shoved his prickhead between their clamping lips and wrestling tongues. Both Tom and Bob started to lick and lap at the man's throbbing cock, tongues darting out while both men worked their way up and down again on the whole length of pulsing manmeat that arched proudly high up into the air between their heads, their mouths meeting at the head where they eagerly slurped up the man's salty pre-cum, kissing again with swirling tongues around the huge, throbbing prickhead. At the same time Tom still received a glorious fuck from the man who was on top of him. They writhed and battled, their sweaty bodies heaved and convulsed, slapping determinedly together, crashing into each other again and again. Tom tossed helplessly on the wet desk, his body rocked, his asshole spasmed and strangled and eased and released as Bob pumped his huge, drooling dick in and out and in and out again of the boy's tight, slippery hole. Tom felt that he needed to cum fast - or his cock and balls would explode. Obviously Tennyson was coming close, too: his breathing became more and more strained. In a husky voice he exclaimed:
"Ohhh, guys, keep doin' that... and I'll shoot... shoot my my load any second. This is so hot... two guys goin' down on me... at the same time... two tongues at my dick... two cock-suckers waitin' for my cum, waitin' for me to shoot my load. This is so hot. I... I can't... hey, guys... watch out... watch out... here... it comes... here comes my load... for both of you. HERE! HERE!"
With gasping mouth and bulging eyes both Tom and Bob watched as every muscle in the guard's strong body tensed, as his rockhard dick throbbed, expanded and swelled, jerked and then throbbed again, finally, as the first burst of white, hot cum shot out of the gaping lips of his cockhead, washing their faces, mouths and chins, and then another convulsion and another gush of jism, forcing another and still another aching, agonizing release of more cum until the torrent eased off to a steady stream, cascading down the pulsing length of the man's huge, spurting dick where both Tom and Bob slurped it up, lapping at the throbbing, cum-covered shaft with caressing, swirling tongues, eager not to miss the slightest drop of cum, sharing it in long kisses, feeding each other with more and more blobs of hot, sticky jism. Tom swallowed the tasty substance passionately, he drank it down with fierce urgency and felt his mind spin while he savoured the thick, rich, slightly salty cream. The strange, new taste excited him beyond all measure and he felt that he wanted more, by far more than Tennyson could offer although the man had drenched his balls entirely and had cum so hard and in such quantities that it could be counted as two loads of jism.
This violent explosion of cum was very quickly followed by two more: Bob was next. His body rose and fell, plunged and retreated, driving his massive cock deep into Tom's quivering butthole, pulling it out to tip of the lube-ozzing head, shoving it back again, his balls bouncing and slapping, giving the moaning boy all he had to give. The man's breath became short and laboured as he cried out:
"Damn it, stud... I'm about to bust. Damn... it's so fuckin' hot... so hot. Ohhh, shit, man, yeah! Yeahhh!!"
Tom responded enthusiastically, his voice a harsh, husky snarl:
"Ohhh, fuck me, stud! I knew this would feel better... than anything... ever... ohhhhh... yeah! Fuck! Fuck me! Fast!! Fast and hard!! Deep!!"
Bob screamed, helplessly, grapped Tom's buttocks with both hands and drove his jerking dick once again all the way into the boy's ass, pushed with all his strength, plunged as deep as he could, burying himself to the balls in the boy's squeezing, convulsing ass. His body tensed and strained, he held his breath for a seemingly endless moment while everything became still, frozen, but then he felt that his balls began to pump up hot, boiling cum into his throbbing dick. His body shook, he slammed his aching, burning dick back into Tom's tight butt for the last time and shouted:
"I'm gonna... cum, man! I'm... I'm... cummin'!! Cummin'!!"
Whimpering, moaning, sobbing Tom felt the convulsive spams of Bob's shattering orgasm in his conctracting asshole as blast after blast of hot jism shot out of the man's expanding, throbbing dick in his virgin ass, hitting at his prostrate, inundating his guts with the cum of the man he had fucked earlier that day. It felt as though Bob's entire body was melting and flowing into his butt in an overwhelmingly strong, torrential stream of spunk. The more Bob came and shot and came and shot into his ass the more Tom felt his own excitement. He joined Bob in his groans and cries:
"Yeah!! Ohhhh, yeahhhh!! Shoot it, man... shoot all your hot cum into my butt... fill it full of your cream... shoot... shoot, you hard-fuckin' bastard!!"
Then he climaxed, too: his cock seemed to turn into burningly hot steel, stiffened, throbbed and jerked violenty, and then once again sperm spewed in huge globs out of his quivering prickhead, washing his belly and the already extremely slippery table with a new flood of cum. He heard himself cry out:
"Ohhh, shit. I'm there! I'm... ohhh... here's my fuckin' cream! Here it is! Here... it is!"
While still writhing in the agonies of cuming everything went black before Tom's eyes. As if in slow-motion he felt himself falling slowly into a hot, dark space that smelled of sweat and cum, lots and lots of cum. Then he seemed to plunge into a sea of warm, white jism but his body did not sink. Languid waves that slowly rippled the inert fluid gently rocked his body. He felt very peaceful, drifting and gazing up into a brightly white sky. Then he saw a wide-shouldered man standing at the shore of this huge lake of man-jism who gazed expectantly at him and reached out with his hand, beckoning him to come nearer. With glazed eyes Tom tried to look at his face but he got blinded by the dazzling light that sparkled in the many small drops of cum in the thick mat of dark hair on the man's powerful chest. And then Tom passed out.
(to be continued)