Dude Are You Serious

Published on Jan 26, 2023

Gay
Highschool

Dude, Are You Serious? - Chapter 13

Dude, Are You Serious?

© 2015

by

Jonathan Longhorn

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Chapter 13

What the fuck?!?!

This was ‘not’ the plan they discussed! Well, okay—they hadn’t ‘actually’ discussed a plan and laid it out in perfect sync but, still—if they ‘had’ laid it out … this sure as hell wasn’t it.

“That’s it, Ry. Take my cock. Suck it for me.”

“Mmmphk.”

Bennett’s rock hard cock sank another inch deeper into his mouth. And, his tongue swirled around it. Explored it. Took inventory of it. He gazed up into his best friend’s sparkling eyes. Eyes staring at him with the love of a best friend, and—more. The hunger lust of an Alpha male jock with one hell of a boner, taking a virgin mouth—like it was a Friday night hook up … after a game … stadium lights out … under the Grand Stand.

“Mmmphk.”

There he was—Ryan McGregor—All-Star pitcher and cornerback—on his knees. On his knees, his best friend’s cock sliding into his mouth. Spreading his lips wider. Sliding deeper and deeper. And, more? He was taking it. He was taking the invasion of Bennett’s cock, and—sucking it. That was the mind blower of mind blowers. He was sucking Bennett’s cock!

Bennet let out a soft moan as his throbbing cock was slurped and tongued, inch by inch … by … another inch.

“Fuck, Ry … you’re a hell of a cocksucker, buddy. Mmm, yeah. Been holding out on me, haven’t you?”

“Mmmphk.”

Holy fuck! Another mind blowing set of fireworks went off in Ryan’s brain as the realization sank deeper into his skull. Deeper—with each stroke of hard cock into his mouth. He was sucking Bennett’s cock. He was actually on his knees and sucking Bennett’s cock. He was sucking Bennett’s cock!

“Fuck dude…. Fuck. You’re a cocksucker,” Bennett said with a soft confidence. A soft, sexy as fuck confidence that seemed to crash through Ryan and settle in his nuts. “That’s it, cocksucker. Show me what you can do, man. Suck it for me.”

“Mmmph,” was the only response that Ryan could offer; Bennett’s rock hard cock sank deeper into his mouth. He felt fingers taking a firmer, more dominant grip in his hair. And, another inch of throbbing stud meat sank between his lips.

“Fuckin’ hot sight, huh?” Bennett’s voice was thick with lust. “C’mere, man. Closer.”

“Is it okay? You know. With….” Ellis Blackwell. He was right there. Maybe hell ‘did’ freeze over. Never in a hundred lifetimes would Bennett ever have pictured Ellis watching two guys get it on. Not only had he taken the bait and followed them to Ryan’s empty house but he came inside—burning with straight boy curiosity. And, he immediately stripped as soon as Bennett barked out the order. Unbelievable as it seemed, a very naked Ellis was right there. Ryan could feel the heat from his body. His own voice giving him away—Ellis was nervous. Excited. A rising lust evident in the thickness, the huskiness of his voice.

“Mind? Nah, he won’t mind. Look at him go down on it. He’s a cocksucker, man. He loves an audience.”

Ryan gulped in air as the thick cock pulled back for an all too brief moment, before it took aim and began plunging back into his mouth. His tongue again licked its way over the drooling, throbbing piece of meat. His tongue licked. And, he sucked. He sucked on his best friend’s impressive cock.

“Mmmph.”

Bennett pushed forward. Again. Another inch made its way into Ryan’s mouth. His toes curled and tingled with the incredible feelings coursing through his entire body. Fuckin’ incredible! His best friend—a guy he had known all his life—was on his knees! Ryan was going down on his cock like a pro. When—how—did Ryan become one fucking hell of a natural cocksucker without him knowing it? There certainly was a lot of wasted time to be made up. Oh … man … the possibilities this presented.

He glanced to his side. Ellis was still there—entranced—barely moving. Hard. Throbbing hard. Eyes wide as saucers. Lips slightly parted. Nostrils flaring. Probably shocked to his very straight boy core. Okay, maybe not so very straight after all. He was so turned on by watching Ryan suck Bennett’s cock that he’d probably cum when Bennett came. So turned on in fact, that it looked like he was shaking a bit. Him. Alpha dog Ellis fucking Blackwell. The scenarios flashing though his mind at that moment were….

Oh fuck, this was gonna be so good!

Ellis broke his stare briefly and looked at Bennett. They exchanged heated grins and Bennett winked. It was like watching a tennis match. Ellis couldn’t decide where to look. Watching Ryan sucking Bennett’s cock. Watching the expressions on Bennett’s face as he got sucked. Watching Ryan swallowing that monster. Watching the monster sink deeper into the cocksucker’s mouth.

“Is it, um…. You know…. Is it … good?”

Bennett tightened his grip on Ryan’s head and stroked deeper into his best friend’s mouth. Good? Good? Absofuckinlutely amazing was more like. And, here, like this, with Ellis fucking Blackwell—standing right there beside him … staring, gaping, licking his lips. He looked down. Holy fuck yeah! Ellis was hard. Hard and dripping. He definitely wasn’t nearly as straight as he apparently pretended. Fucker.

“It’s fucking amazing, man. Hell, look at the cocksucker go down on it. Look at him take it, man. He loves it! He fucking loves having a cock in his mouth. He can’t wait for me to gush right down his throat, dude.”

Gush right down my…. What the fuck!?!?!

Ryan tried to pull off Bennett’s massive, throbbing, leaking cock long enough to argue that idea but he wasn’t going anywhere. His best friend held his head locked firmly in place.

“Mmmph?”

“I bet he’s just waiting for you to let him at that beautiful cock you’re sporting there, man.” Bennett quietly chuckled to himself as a myriad of emotions—storm clouds?—swept across that handsome face in a flash. He had absolutely no idea into what sort of trap he’d fallen.

Ellis swallowed.

He watched Bennett’s cock slide into Ryan’s mouth. Withdraw. Slide in again. He felt his own cock throb between his legs. His balls already boiling and churning. Waiting. Waiting for—something. He wasn’t sure what. A quick glance at his cock and he saw a thick pearl of lube juice bubble from the slit and begin to flow down the head … down, down, down along the thick shaft. He’d never been so turned on in his life. Which didn’t make ‘any’ sense since he was straight.

He swallowed. Again.

Ryan’s blow jobbing Bennett. Right here. Right now. In front of me. Fuck that’s so hot.

He wondered if Ryan would suck him. Damn he’d love a blow job. Even if it was from a guy. An actual, real cocksucker. Other than Ryan, he certainly wasn’t aware of guys who did that, at least, that he knew of for sure anyway. Even if he did, it wasn’t as if he could walk up to the guy and ask for a blowjob. That would be gay.

“You think? He’d … you know, suck it?” He darted a glance in Bennett’s direction. It wasn’t as if he was asking Ryan to do it right? If Ryan was offering, who was he to turn down a free blowjob. “You know, the, uh … cocksucker … would go for my dick?”

Again—not the plan that they had not discussed. Ryan still could not question it, though. Bennett held his head in a vice like grip and kept fucking his mouth.

“Mmmph?”

Ellis was so lost in watching Ryan suck Bennett’s cock that he nearly jumped straight into the attic the next time Bennett’s voice came back into play.

“Dude, are you serious? You’ve got a fucking gorgeous cock, man. This cocksucker would go for it in a heartbeat if you shoved it in his face.” Bennett looked down at Ryan—on his knees—his cock fucking Ryan’s mouth—and slid in deeper. He began to take Ryan’s throat. “You want it, huh, cocksucker? You want ‘E’s cock, dontcha?”

“Mmmphuk!”

That was all Ryan could get out as his best friend’s cock sank into his throat—cutting off any ability to talk … to breathe.

“You want it, ‘E’? You want to take this cocksucker’s sweet mouth?”

There it was again. Bennett’s voice. Close. Very … close. So close that Ellis could feel Bennett’s breath on his ear. Tickling. Caressing. Soothing, yet—erotic and arousing.

Oh.

So.

Arousing.

“How does that sound, ‘E’? You up for a blow job? Want the cocksucker to suck you?”

Fuck yes!

What the hell? Where did that come from?

Fuck yes!

Again. What the hell? Why would he think that? Much less say it aloud? ‘Did’ he say it aloud?

Fuck yes. So hot. Looks so fucking hot.

“Yes. Fuck,” he managed to choke out. “Yes, I want the … cocksucker going … down … on me.” Okay so maybe it wasn’t gay to say he wanted what was being offered. Straight guys could get their cock sucked and it didn’t make ‘them’ gay, right? If a guy wanted his dick that badly, a guy he knew and was comfortable with, it would be cruel to deny him access it. Yeah, that’s it. He may be a jerk sometimes, but he wasn’t deliberately cruel. And besides, his dick had long ago cast it’s multiple votes. Very much in favor of the idea.

He felt fingers slip through the soft curls of blond hair. Begin to close around thick strands. Begin to pull gently … tenderly. His head tilted. His neck trembled. The skin prickled and goosed. He felt … what was that? Ellis moaned ever softly.

Soft.

Tender.

Moist.

Gentle.

Kiss.

Lips.

Bennett was kissing his neck? Nuzzling at it?

Oh fuck … feels so….

“Bennett…. Bennett I….” He pulled away—barely—managing to gaze downward once more. He swallowed hard as he watched Bennett’s thick cock pull out of Ryan’s throat for a count of 1 … 2 … 3 and then slide back between his lips, travel over his tongue and then slide back into that velvety moist throat. He’d never seen another guy’s hard cock this close up before. It’s just a cock. Another guy’s cock for heaven sakes so why was it so fascinating. Straight guys don’t find the cocks of other guys fascinating. Do they? He felt his own cock throb and pulse and another warm glob of goo oozed from his slit and began to trickle down his thick shaft. “I…. I … don’t know if….”

“Shh. It’s okay, buddy.” Bennet’s tone was soft and warm, as tender and moist as those neck kisses. It just felt … so … good. “It’s all good, man. We’re friends, right? We’re all friends here. Nothing to be afraid of. It’s all good. No reason to be nervous. Just relax.”

Ellis finally managed to tear his gaze from Bennett’s cock as it continued to slide in and out of Ryan’s mouth. From the quick rabbit glances at his own bone. More juice was flowing now. The enormous helmet like head and the shaft where glistening with small rivers of his juice. He’d definitely never been this hard, this turned on in his life. But it was another guy for fuck’s sake. Why?

“I….”

He swallowed.

“Shh…. The cocksucker wants your dick, man. Look. You can see the hunger burning in his eyes. He really wants it. He wants it bad. How can you turn down a blow job, ‘E’? Seriously? A blow job? How can you turn down this hungry cocksucker?”

Ellis couldn’t look away as the full length of Bennett’s thick cock slowly slid back into Ryan’s mouth—again. Inch by inch. Spreading his lips wide. Stretching his jaw. Entering and occupying Ryan’s velvety throat. Owning it. Fuck. So hot. He had never seen anything hotter. Bennett’s cock owning … possessing … dominating Ryan’s mouth and throat.

Yeah. How could he turn down a hungry cocksucker. A cocksucker hungry for his dick? His throbbing bone shuddered at the thought of that mouth. Those lips. That throat. All—wrapped around his dick. His dick—dominating Ryan’s mouth just like Bennett’s was doing right now.

He dropped his gaze to the cock and bull balls and mouth and tongue, and—looked up. He slowly pivoted his head toward Bennett. Those fingers that had raked through his blond curls took a firm grasp. Held his head in check.

Bennett.

Bennett’s eyes.

Bennett’s face.

Bennett’s lips.

Kiss.

“Relax. We’re all friends, here.” Soft. Tender. Warm. “We’ve got you. We’ll take care of you.”

Kiss.

Bennett leaned in. So close. Ellis focused on those eyes. Eyes that seemed to pull him in. He never noticed the flecks of gold before. Words. Soft. More words. Warm. They sank in but didn’t register. Not really. Bennett tilted his head.

Kiss.

Lips.

Kiss.

Bennett was kissing him?

Bennett was kissing him.

Bennett was kis….

And, he was kissing Bennett.

Fuck.

He was kissing Bennett.

He was….

He was kis….

Lips.

Kiss.

Lips.

Warm. Enveloping. Moist.

Breath.

Bennett pulled away.

Brown eyes, with flecks of gold, gazed into ice blue eyes.

Soft mmmphs and slurps rose up to dance with their breath.

Bennett’s hand grazed along the shaft of Ellis’ throbbing cock and then slowly wrapped around its girth. Ellis was diamond hard. And, he could feel Ellis’ heartbeat. Racing. How cool was that? Pump. Stroke. Slide. Pump. Stroke.

“Relax. Breathe.”

“Ungh.” Ellis closed his eyes as a sliver of arousal sliced through him. No guy had ever touched his cock before. It felt so good. So … good. Hand. Cock. Pump. Stroke. Slide.

“Feels good, huh?”

So … good.

“Just think how good the cocksucker’s mouth is gonna feel.”

Pump.

Stroke.

Moan.

“Cocksucker.”

“Yeah. The cocksucker’s mouth.”

Pump.

Stroke.

“Cocksucker’s mou….”

Kiss.

Tongue.

Kiss.

Lips.

“Mmmph.” Ryan groaned as Bennett’s cock invaded his throat. Again.

“Relax ‘E’. Breathe. You’re good. We got you.”

Pump. Stroke. Lips butterflying over his lips. Pump. Stroke. Slide.

“Relax.”

Lips.

Kiss.

Lips.

Kiss.

Tongue.

Ellis groaned into those lips. He moaned over the tongue as he yielded and it entered into his mouth. Took … possession? His body seemed to be on autopilot.

“Mmmph.”

Ryan sucked Bennett’s cock.

“Mmmph.”

Lips.

“Mmmph.”

Tongue.

“Mmmph. Mmmph. Mmmph.”

Kiss.

“He wants it,” Bennett said with a downward nod. Impressed with his best friend’s skillful cocksucking. Astounded at how good he was at it. Blown away that Ryan was going nuts on his cock. It was like he really was hungry for it. Hungry for cock? Ryan was a cocksucker? A real, honest to fuck cocksucker. ‘His’ cocksucker now. And again. This was not going to be a one blow ‘n go moment. Not now. Not after finding out how good Ryan was with his mouth. Deciding he had enough to go round. He was past the point of no return and was going to blow a major wad down Ryan’s throat before they moved on to Ellis. Holy fuck, yeah. He was gonna cum down his best friend’s throat.

“Trust me, man. This cocksucker ‘really’ wants your dick, dude. Give him your dick.”

“Mmmph. Mmmph! Mmmphuk….” Ryan sputtered when he realized what was happening. He sputtered. He swallowed. He sputtered. He gulped. His best friend was cumming in his mouth. Bennett’s cock went deep—again—sinking into his throat. Spurting wad after wad of cum into his mouth. Sealing the deal on him being a cocksucker. He was a cocksucker. No question now. He was swallowing Bennett’s cum. He was a cocksucker now. He wondered how his other best friend would react if he saw this. How would Charley react to him on his knees with Bennett’s cock down his throat? To him blow jobbing Bennett? To him swallowing Bennett’s cum? Would Charley want some of that, too? And he swallowed. He gulped. He swallowed. And, he gulped.

Ellis tried to speak but no words came out. Did words even form? If so, they melted before they crossed his tongue and dripped from his slightly parted lips. His brain seemed to have turned to mush. He looked down, his gaze returning to Bennett’s throbbing, drooling, glistening cock as it withdrew from Ryan’s mouth.

Pop.

So soft.

Ryan looked up. His lips parted as he searched for words.

Ellis was stunned. Stunned and more turned on than he had ever been in his life. He just watched Bennett fuck Ryan’s mouth. And more. He just watched Bennett cum down Ryan’s throat, and—Ryan took it. Ryan took it and—swallowed it! Ryan cocksucked and blow jobbed Bennett right in front of him. Oh fuck that was hot. And now it was his turn. Bennett said so. Bennett said Ryan was hungry for it. For his dick. Well, if Ryan wanted it? At this point, who was he to deny him what he wanted? Right?

“Suck my dick, cocksucker,” Ellis commanded at his shoved his cock into Ryan’s open mouth.

“Mmmph!”

Ellis’ cock immediately took position where Bennett’s had just been.

“Mmmph. Mmmph!”

Ryan’s brain went through a roller coaster of fireworks and explosions. Again. Holy fuck! He had just given Bennett a blow job? Bennett came down his throat? He swallowed it? Fuck, he had wrapped his lips around Bennett’s cock and he gave him a blow job! His cock throbbed between his legs. He had sucked Bennett’s cock. He had swallowed his load. And mind blow No. 275—or, whatever the fuck number it was up to now—he liked it. No, he loved it! He wanted it. He loved sucking Bennett’s cock, and—he couldn’t get enough of eating his best friend’s cum.

And now? Ellis Blackwell? He had Ellis’ cock in his mouth and he was sucking and licking and slurping for all he was worth. Fuck! Ellis’ cock was as incredible in his mouth as Bennett’s had been. Fuck! He wanted it. He really wanted it. And, he wanted Ellis to flood him with his cum as totally as Bennett had just done. None of this made the slightest bit of sense to him. Why on earth would he not only want it but love it? When they were at B&T’s earlier, wondering where Charley was, he certainly had no idea the evening would turn out like this. Him on his knees? Sucking not just one but two cocks!

Ellis was lost in a fog. And, yet—soaring with eagles, here. Right now. He held on to Ryan’s hair as he slid his cock farther into the kneeling cocksucker’s mouth. Fuck! Ryan was a cocksucker. Ryan was ‘his’ cocksucker right now. Ryan was taking his cock and slurping on it like a hungry, rabid dog.

And, oh did it feel good.

Ryan’s lips. His mouth. His tongue. He sucked. Ryan sucked Ellis’ cock. It was … indescribable. He’d never experienced anything remotely as good. Ever.

“Yeah, that’s it. Take it, cocksucker. You love my cock, huh?”

“Mmmph.”

Ellis was so overwhelmed by the fantastic feelings Ryan’s hot, wet mouth was giving him, he almost missed the fingers that caressed his cheek. His chin. The very edges of his ear. Back down his cheek. To his strong, square jaw. They guided his head. Bennett’s eyes. Bennett’s mouth.

Lips.

Kiss.

Lips.

Kiss.

Tongue.

Ellis gasped and moaned as he sank into Bennett’s kiss. Ryan’s mouth. Ryan’s tongue. Bennett’s lips. Bennett’s tongue. The ability to think was quickly leaving his already muddled brain. The intensely pleasurable sensations had his body running on autopilot and it wasn’t about to relinquish control.

Breath. Warm. Moist. Breath.

“Just relax.”

“What if Dillon….”

“Dillon isn’t here. He doesn’t have to know.”

“But….”

“Relax.”

Bennett ran his fingertips along Ellis’ ribs. Up. Up. Up. Across his chest. Nipples tweaked and twisted. Gasp. Up. Up to his powerfully built shoulders. Pressure. There was pressure now.

“Relax, bro,” Bennett cooed. “You’re safe buddy. We’re here. We’ve got you. Just let go and let yourself relax down into the feelings.”

“But….”

“Shh….”

Pressure. Gentle but insistent.

Ryan sucked his throbbing, achingly hard, dripping cock.

“Fuck,” Ellis moaned. “Feels so….”

“That’s it ‘E’. Make him take it, man. Make the cocksucker do it the way you want. Take control of the cocksucker.”

“Cocksucker.”

“Yes. Cocksucker.”

“Cocksucker.”

“That’s it, man. Take control of the cocksucker. Make him do what you want.”

Ellis watched as his fingers slid into Ryan’s hair. His fingers raked. His cock slid deeper and deeper into that mouth with each stroke. He couldn’t have stopped now if he’d wanted but at this point? Fuck that. He didn’t want to stop. Not now. Not until he flooded Ryan’s mouth and throat with his goo. Even then he wasn’t sure he could stop. This is what he’d been missing out on all this time? He had a real, honest to fuck cocksucker on his knees in front of him. On his knees and taking his boner like a ravenous dog.

“Fuck. Yeah, take it, cocksucker. Take my dick.”

“That’s it, ‘E’. Breathe. Relax. Just relax into it and get what you need.”

Breath.

Fingers guiding his chin.

Eyes.

Lips.

Kiss.

He felt himself yielding. Bending. Leaning.

“What? What … are you…?”

“Shh,” Bennett said. Soft. Confident. Alpha taking control. “Shh … relax….”

“But….”

“Dillon isn’t here. He doesn’t have to know. You’re free to get what you need.”

Kiss.

Suck.

“Mmmph.”

Eyes.

Lips.

Breath.

“Mmmph.”

Fuck.

So good.

Ryan sucking his dick.

Bennett’s mouth on his.

Lips.

Kiss.

Kiss.

Moan.

His tongue danced with Bennett’s tongue. Ryan’s tongue licked and swirled around his cock. He reached up with one hand to take the back of Bennett’s head and pulled him deeper into the kiss. And his hips pistoned back and forth, driving his cock in and out of the cocksucker’s mouth. Owning it. Taking it. Soon—flooding it with his boiling cum.

“Mmmph. Mmmph. Mmmph.”

A deep in his gut groan clawed its way through his system and into his throat as Bennett’s tongue sank deeper into his mouth. Ellis opened for it. Yielded to it. Hungered on it.

Dillon doesn’t need to know. Dillon doesn’t need to know. Dillon doesn’t need to….

END of Chapter 13

To be continued . . .

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